Everyone knows that maternal love is the weakest love in her heart. She touched our hearts deeply. But I never felt anything until I saw the story in the book with my own eyes, and I was deeply moved.

It was a cold night. It was already dark when school was over. There are very few people in the street, as if they were all blown by the cold east wind. I looked around aimlessly, longing for the kindness and warmth brought by a little person. At this time, there was a glimmer of light in the darkness, and a middle-aged mother was riding on an empty road with her 6-year-old son. Mom wears very little, and I can see clearly by the light in the car. The son hugged his mother's waist and said something intimately, while the mother looked back at her son from time to time. They rode slowly and laboriously.

Suddenly, there was another light in the distance, shaking and leaning. It's a car! Retrograde car! Mother didn't have time to dodge and hit a car. The car fell down and her mother was knocked a few meters away. People in that car just came down to have a look and left! The mother was prone on the ground and tried to stand up to see her son, but it was too difficult, too difficult. ...

The son in the distance was heavily pressed under the bicycle. The boy was thin, and his face turned purple on another bike. He also wants to stand up and look for his mother, but how can his thin body "lift" his bike? Helpless, he cried and shouted, "Mom …" After listening to this, his mother trembled all over. With all her strength, she stood up with difficulty, walked step by step to her son, removed her bicycle, and her mother picked up her son. "What's the matter, son, are you all right?" The boy shook his head vigorously. The sensible one asked, "Mom, are you all right?" Mother shook her head gently. Mother is very strong, and her eyebrows are spread out. However, I can still clearly see that my mother's face is red and purple. There is also a place to grind the skin. Her clothes are too thin!

Seeing this situation, I thought: If I were there, I wouldn't stand by and immediately ran to help my mother and son.

My vision is blurred. My heart is deep, and that extremely fragile place has been touched! Honey. This is maternal love! Selfless and atmospheric love! My heart has been restless for a long time.

I finally understood, I finally understood, and my heart was touched. I know very well that it is that deep maternal love that touched my "withered" heart. I can't help thinking that my mother is waiting for me at home, and I feel that I have quickened my pace. ...