Mother's Day saying 1 Motherly love is a warm wind that blows away the falling snowflakes and brings infinite spring. A mother's love is a lifetime of laughter, a boundless wandering yearning, a mother's love is the concern and anxiety of her children before their sickbed, and a mother's love is the ardent expectation of their children's growth.
When I think of my mother, my depression will turn into high emotions; When I think of my mother, wasting time will become great pride; When I think of my mother, the wandering wanderer will sprout the desire to go home; Thinking of my mother, my wandering heart found a home.
Motherly love is also the eternal theme of literature and music. Scholars write articles about maternal love, which moisten books; The musicians are mainly maternal love, and the tunes they play are soft and beautiful, with a long aftertaste.
Time is like water, the years are fleeting, and many memories disappear like water, but our love for our mother has never changed.
Yingying went to Yan, and spring went. Her face is getting old and her hair is as white as snow. Her children grow up day by day, but her mother grows old day by day.
Mother is great and selfless. She is immersed in everything and fills the space between heaven and earth.
The years pass by inadvertently. Behind every hurried figure, my father's loving eyes are getting farther and farther, and my mother's familiar words are gradually fading away. When you are physically and mentally exhausted, stop and read a warm story in a book, and a warm current will overflow your heart.
"The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body". The love of parents in the world is just a thread, a letter from home, and a small matter. No matter how far you are from Qianshan, or how close you are to Qianshan, father's love and mother's love are all around you.
Those different growth experiences reflect the same care. In the stories of ordinary people, father's love for mother's love is equally great. You can feel deep affection, deep gratitude to your parents, guilt to your parents, or too much to say ... It is your parents' black hair and aging face that pay the price for your growth. Not everyone is lucky enough to hear their comfort and encouragement in time, and not everyone can always be with them. Don't let unrealized returns become regrets. So study hard and repay your parents' hard work with excellent results.
As time goes by, WeChat, a simple social software, has penetrated into our lives. Netizens often send out various circles of friends to expose their own bit by bit. On Mother's Day, netizens sent blessings to their mothers, or exposed some old and new photos to express their affection. However, many networks have problems, but some netizens think it is better to go home to accompany their relatives. In fact, I also think this should be the last choice. Go home if you can, and stay with your parents.
So why should I say this is the last choice? First of all, some elderly parents are reluctant to touch these electronic products, let alone use WeChat. If that's the case, then what's the significance of the old and new photos we have taken in the circle of friends and the words of blessing to our parents? Do these just to show off to friends or netizens? Or just want netizens to give themselves a little praise or a short praise? If not. Then the role of companionship is highlighted at this time. If you want them to hear your sincere wishes, if you want them to see the old and new photos you have found, go to them, tell them what you want to say and take out the photos you want to show them. Then sit together and talk about the past.
Secondly, even if our parents are willing to use mobile phones, we can still see our sincere wishes to our parents or photos sent from our room. But for them, it is just a strange and familiar memory. If we can't be with them, all we can leave is a memory, a memory that only they can remember, a memory that is sad or happy, or moving or wonderful. All they can do is hold their mobile phones in their hands and look at the photo that fascinates them the most. A person is in a daze quietly, and the soul has come to the scene in the photo. Then companionship is to make this scene reappear.
Because of this, at this moment, in front of this special festival. What we should do is to go home with our parents. Then let the memories become wonderful, sad, happy or moving. Become a strong and inseparable family relationship. Let this memory become a topic that we can talk about together in Kan Kan, and then leave good memories for the future. Instead of being in your own circle of friends, you can't see your parents' blessings or photos. You can only remember them when you see them.
Some people think: I have paid for the whole family, found the old photos, and sent my heartfelt good wishes, which can already be called deep affection. But I think this idea is not completely accurate, because these family ties are all material. But now that you have been away from them for a long time, your spiritual goodwill is almost empty. And the only way to fill this empty spiritual affection again may be to accompany and communicate.
Therefore, I want to say that it is ok to bask in a circle of friends, but please don't forget the essence of life in the process of sharing your feelings with others! Is to experience, to feel, to communicate sincerely, to accompany. Only in this way can the genealogy continue to thrive and rebuild the spiritual bridge between us and our parents.
Mother's Day Argument 3 "Only mothers are good in the world". Mother's Day is a festival specially designed for mothers, so it is also the greatest festival in my heart.
This year's Mother's Day is today, and the weather is not sunny or cloudy. I put the holiday gift-a homemade jujube tree and an envelope with more than 400 words in it in a beautiful box, waiting for my mother to give her a very happy gift when she is sad that there is no gift at noon.
Few things in the world are smooth sailing, and this kind of waiting is not smooth. Mother came into my house and took the box into the big room to look at it. I was reading in my room, thinking I could hear the sound inside. But after watching it for a long time, there was still no sound in the room. So I went into the big house.
As soon as I entered the big house, I was shocked by what I saw-my mother was lying in bed, her face flushed and her eyes were swollen with tears. I walked into her and she gave me a big hug. I was a little at a loss and asked, "What's the matter with you?" She replied, "Nothing. I was so happy and excited that I began to cry." Then she added, "I just hope you can live a happy life when you grow up. Have a good car and a big house, and have their own life value. I don't need anything from you in return. Studying hard and being happy is my greatest happiness. " I even shed tears when I heard it. My mother also told me the value of life, ability, dreams and so on. After a moment's silence, she said mysteriously, "The value of Mao Zedong's life lies in that one person changed the fate of China. Do you know what my life value is? " I said I didn't know, and my mother said it was me. I just stopped crying when my tears welled up again.
"I have never been so happy, so happy ..." My mother was excited again. ...
Mother's day argument 4 there is a kind of love that never asks for anything in return, and that is maternal love; There is someone who deserves my love all my life. She is my mother. To others, my mother is extremely ordinary, but to me, my mother is the mother of the world. When I was proud, she told me, "Modesty makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind." When I was in pain, my mother said, "Don't be sad. Difficulties will always pass, and rainbows will always appear after rain. "
I remember once taking a bath in a basin when I was a child, and I didn't wipe it after washing. Late at night, I have a fever. My mother took out a thermometer to take my temperature, but when she took it out and looked at 40.5 degrees, my mother cried on the spot. Mother dried her tears and carried me to the hospital. Neighbor Uncle X said, "Shit, what's going on? Where are you going so late? " Mother said, "xx has a fever. I have to send xx to the hospital quickly. " "Oh, I have a bike here. You can take xx with you. " "Thank you, Uncle X, no need. The hospital is not far from the children. It will arrive soon. " Before Uncle X could finish, my mother had disappeared behind my back in the night. In the dim light, I heard my mother crying. I woke up and saw my mother sitting in bed crying. I was in the hospital. I said, "Mom, why are you crying?" Mom saw that I was awake, so she quickly wiped her tears with paper and said in a friendly tone, "xx, mom didn't cry. How do you feel?" Do you still feel hot? Does your head still hurt? You scared your mother. I was afraid that something would happen to you. Fortunately, my temperature dropped. Here, take these pills. "I poured out two capsules from a small bottle and poured a cup of warm water into my mouth. I said innocently, "Mom, are these medicines as delicious as candy?" "Yes, it's sweeter than candy. "I can't wait to put the medicine in my mouth and drink a big mouthful of water before swallowing it. But I think it is not only not sweet, but also bitter. I said, "Mom, you are lying. These medicines are too bitter. " "xx, mom didn't mean to lie to you. Only taking medicine can cure the disease. Mom promised to buy you a box of candy when you leave the hospital. But these days, you have to take medicine. " I suddenly became happy and said excitedly, "mom, is this true?" "Miaomiao, don't worry, I will cooperate with the doctor for treatment, but mom, you have to keep your word. Come, let's pull the hook. " I held out my little finger, took my mother's hand and said, "Lala, pull the hook, if you don't change it for a hundred years, you will do what you say." My condition improved, my mother's mood suddenly brightened up, and we played games happily.
Maternal love is the greatest kind of love. Children are flowers and plants watered by their mothers with their own love, and their growth cannot be separated from every drop of their mothers' love. A mother, who escorts her children all her life, silently guides them behind her back. As Gorky said: All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers.
Shouldn't we be grateful to our mother?