Motherly love is a warm wind that blows away 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.

I hope I can help you.