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Thank you, mom.

From birth to growth, there is one person who helps himself the most, gives the most love and has the best intentions, and that is our beloved mother. The birth of every child is a painful test and challenge for many mothers. The growth of every child is a difficult beginning of a mother's life.

Everyone's mother has her own way of loving her children, including strict love, encouraging love, cordial love, obvious love and hidden love ... My mother's love for me is unknown love, which is reflected in small things.

I remember it was another summer day. The wind seemed to be scared away by the sun, and even the clouds disappeared without a trace. I came home from my teacher's house. My mother didn't pick me up by bike as usual, so we had to walk to the station and go home by bus. The station is far from here, so we have to walk some distance to get to it. On the way, I felt sweat running down my hair, flowing over my face, DC flowing to the ground, and my lips were very dry. It seems that not only I am hot, but also the willows on the roadside are drooping their heads and chirping "cicada-cicada" in the trees. Suddenly, a chill came over my face. It turned out to be a cold drink shop. "Mom, I want to buy an ice cream." I looked at the soda fountain and couldn't help saying. "Then buy one." Mom agreed, and I bought an ice cream that was still cold. "Mom, aren't you going to buy one?" I asked my mother, and she said it was too cold and my stomach was upset. I insist that my mother take a bite. It's cold, but she just won't eat it. There are times when the thigh can't beat the arm. Finally, at my insistence, my mother only took a sip. The food she eats is sweet and fragrant. Looking at my mother, I feel my eyes are a little blurred and I want to cry. Come to think of it, since I started learning piano, my mother has been frugal every day and never spent a penny more. For my future, my mother has paid too much. I won't let my tears flow, for fear that my mother will find that I can't eat the ice cream in my mother's hand.

It's still hot, but I'm not hot at all, not because of the coolness brought by ice cream, but because of my mother's love.

Mother is a sacred role. I think my mother is like an angel sent by heaven to protect me. She raised me with love, educated me with her heart, and pinned all her good hopes on me. And I, how can I repay my mother? Money, status, rights, studies … are all material satisfaction, which can never repay my mother's love for me. A little respect and filial piety is not enough.

"But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays."

As soon as we were born, the umbilical cord connecting us with our mother was cut off, but our spiritual blood relationship with our mother was hard to cut off for life.

Like most mothers, my mother is an ordinary person. However, she is great in my mind.

My mother not only gave me spiritual support, but also gave me substantive support, so that I could learn knowledge better.

That morning, after school, the teacher left us a notice that students who wanted to take part in math training should sign up for the intelligence training class of Little Champion, and the tuition fee was 250 yuan. Oh, my God, it's money again! Since the beginning of school, I have spent a lot of money and bought complete solutions and review materials ... A few days later, I took hundreds from home. Now, I ask my mother for money again. Hey ... Are you coming? When I got home, my mother asked me why I came back so late, so I had to tell the truth. Unexpectedly, my mother immediately agreed, saying, "Go, you must go, as long as you can improve your math scores, no matter how much it costs." Ok, mom will go to the bank to withdraw money this afternoon, and you can take it to register tomorrow. "Hearing this, my eyes filled with tears!

There's one more thing I remember. Once the weather turned cold, all the students in the class bought the most popular sneakers just released this year. I want them too. So I went home and told my mother. Unexpectedly, my mother said angrily, "your shoes have just been bought, and they are not broken." How can you buy it again? You know how to be popular. You go to school to study, not to keep up with the competition. The money for these shoes is not mom's. But the money is not worth spending. After hearing this, I was too ashamed to buy new shoes. Unexpectedly, two days later, when I came home from school, I saw the most popular sneakers this year on the bedroom floor, and there was a note that said, "Daughter, after your mother educated you that day, you can correct your mistakes in time. Very good. This pair of shoes was awarded to you by your mother. After reading it, I was too excited to speak.

Yes! Where to find such a good mother! What I get from her is not only the comfort of love, but also the truth of being a man and the attitude of living.

Yes! Motherly love is really the most selfless feeling. It falls on our hearts like 20 showers in spring. Although silent, it moistens a seedling of life.