Everyone has his own mother. Of course I also have a mother who loves me.

Mom is great. Mom, you are like a candle. For your children and us, you burn yourself at all costs. You are busy all day, wake up in the morning and cook for us, but go to work without eating. I sometimes get up two or three hours earlier than before, but I still can't see you. That's because you went to work. Come back at noon to cook and wash clothes. After lunch, you didn't go back to your room until we went to bed. Once you didn't know I was looking at you with my eyes open. I saw you accidentally bleed your finger while mending my clothes. I really wanted to dress your wound. I cried as soon as I saw your wound. And I thought to myself: when I grow up, I must let you live a happy life, and I must repay your kindness. I know what you want is not my return, but my healthy growth.

One night, I was very ill. You held me tightly in your arms and ran to the hospital while crying. The doctor said I was fine, but you still sat next to me, crying day and night and not thinking about eating. Aunt nurse asked you to go back to rest, but you still didn't move. After two or three days, my illness recovered, and your sad face disappeared at that time.

Mom, you have done so much for me that I really can't express your love for me in words. Motherly love is selfless, and fatherly love is deep. From now on, I will study hard and become a famous scientist to repay you.

Mom, I love you!