Every time I hear this touching song, I can't help thinking of my parents who raised me for ten years. In the past ten years, they have taken care of me in every way, taught me knowledge, taught me the truth of being a man, and trained me from a newborn baby to a clever and sensible girl. Years are long and sparkling, but only the love of parents remains unchanged. The love of parents is as deep as the sea and as heavy as Mount Tai. One scene after another often echoes in my mind.
Thank my parents for encouraging me, comforting me and giving me courage when I am frustrated, so that I can build up confidence and face difficulties bravely. I remember a math exam, and I only got 85 points. I came home depressed, my homework was not done well, and my meal was not delicious. My mother saw my abnormality and sat next to me and asked me why. I told my mother the truth about the exam in detail. What I didn't expect was that instead of criticizing me, my mother comforted me and said, "Good boy, a failure doesn't mean that you are not excellent. You should analyze the reasons carefully and know what is wrong. This is progress. " After listening to my mother, my mood suddenly relaxed a lot.
Father's love is not as sweet as mother's love, and it is as selfless and great as mother's love. I thank my father for his stern and unknown love, although sometimes I can't understand it. I will never forget that time. The teacher assigned a task of finding information. There was a lot of homework that day. It's past 9 pm, but I haven't finished my homework yet. I want my father to help me find information. This assignment is not important anyway. But when I told dad, dad didn't seem to hear me. At that time, I was very angry and thought my father was a cheapskate and refused to help. As time went on, I gradually understood my father's intention. My father wants to tell me to do my own thing.
Sweet kisses, cups of fragrant hot milk, encouraging eyes, encouraging words. . . Parents' silent love is countless.