As we all know, maternal love is the greatest and most selfless love in the world, and it has irreplaceable value. I have a good mother. Her kind eyes and noble heart gave me deep love, just like the rain and dew in spring watered me to grow sturdily, just like the warm sunshine in cold winter warmed our tender heart. My mother propped up a sunny sky for me with the most selfless love, and she helped me weave a beautiful dream and future with her dexterous hands.

Mother is like dew, and I am like grass under the sunshine and rain; Mother is like an endless sea, and I am like a small animal at the bottom of the sea; Mom is like a gurgling stream, and I am like a happy little fish; Mother is like a leafy tree, and I am like a leaflet that just spit out a bud; My mother is like a big umbrella, and I am like a little girl standing under it. In short, my mother gave me life, love and strength, and did too much for me!

Having said that, I can't help thinking of a poem by Meng Jiao praising maternal love.