Maternal love is the most beautiful.

Everything in the world is beautiful, spring grass Chun Yan; There are green trees and butterflies in summer; Autumn has fruitful results, and geese have geese; There are snow and sparrows in winter. Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful. I don't know who said, "The world is not short of beauty, but the eyes that find beauty."

Life is beautiful, and maternal love is even better.

When I was a child, I thought my mother was the most beautiful woman, with long black hair, a faint, nameless fragrance, a delicate face, watery eyes and rosy cheeks. In the summer night sky, my mother likes to sit in the extremely cool place in front of her house with a chair, and I like to lean in my mother's arms and listen to her beautiful story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl quietly. As soon as the breeze blows, a faint fragrance floats in my mother's hair. Mother gently stroked me with her satin hand and made me fall asleep quickly.

Time is gone forever, so I have changed from a little girl to a big girl, and where is my mother?

By chance, I sat next to my mother. I dare not look directly at her, but I can see her hair as white as silver because of the light and the afterglow left by the refraction of eyes. There seems to be a few more lines in crow's feet and a lot of calluses on my hands. The village says I look more and more like my mother, but my mother looks more and more like my grandmother, ugly and old. Tears welled up in my eyes and I recalled everything my mother had done for me in the past ten years. When I get sick again and again, there is a thin shadow moving on the rugged mountain road. It is you! Mom, you carried me to the hospital in the hot sun. I'm fine, but you have heatstroke; Who is the familiar figure stepping on the snow? I know it's you, my mother.

When Yuhua kissed me heartily and washed me away, it was my mother who propped up a sunny day for me with her thin coat, and her gaunt face was still so profound after the rain.

I dare not walk at night, facing the path as dark as the devil, I looked, sighed and froze. I am afraid of the dark, and I tremble when I see it at night, just like when my father talks to me. I was helpless and left tears. Suddenly, a little light flashed in the distance, getting brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a familiar figure came into view. Yes, it's mom again!

I haven't done anything to you in recent years, and sometimes I even yell at you, but you still love me, love me and take care of me in every possible way for more than ten years! I feel guilty! Mom, you have created a surprisingly beautiful love song with your love!

The beauty of maternal love, she is eternal, pure and sincere, maternal love is the most beautiful …

Test analysis: this is a semi-propositional composition, in which "the most beautiful" is obviously the theme of the article, and the prompt materials limit the writing content and the scope of material selection. It can be said that there must be "the most beautiful" in your heart and you must have feelings for "the most beautiful". Because the title only requires the word "the most beautiful", you can add words after the title, supplemented by "the most beautiful scenery", "the most beautiful emotion", "the most beautiful style", "the most beautiful soul", "the most beautiful moment", "the most beautiful voice (or action)" and "the most beautiful you", or add words at the current title, such as "the most beautiful" As far as this topic is concerned, it is more appropriate to write a narrative if you mainly describe your own experiences and feelings; If we focus on the value and significance of a certain emotion or accomplishment, it is more suitable for writing argumentative essays. No matter what style you use, you should be innovative and ingenious, and strive to write your own uniqueness. ?