A touching essay that reflects the deep love between loved ones! Urgently

I remember one winter, there was a heavy snowfall, the snow fell one after another, unconsciously the snow has piled up a thick layer, I lay in front of the classroom window, looking at the white snow, my heart was full of resentment, I reluctantly walked out of the classroom, the cold wind blowing in the face of me shivered, against the cold wind, difficult to move forward. At this moment, I saw a familiar figure, it was my mother's figure. I happily ran to my mother's side, and at this time, my mother said with concern

Daughter, it's cold! Look at your little face frozen. I smiled and said

It's okay, Mom. My mother said to me in a slightly reproachful tone: "How can it be okay, I don't pay attention to keeping warm at all, I see that you are freezing."

Mom said as she took off her coat and put it on my body, there was still the residual heat of my mother's body temperature in the coat, and suddenly, I not only warmed my body, but also warmed my heart, my heart seemed to be filled with something, it was very warm, I tilted my head sideways, looked at my mother's frozen red cheeks, and there were a few obvious strands of white hair fluttering on my forehead. Suddenly, my heart was not a taste like a mixed altar of five flavors, my throat was as dry as stuffed, and tears were rolling in my eyes, but I didn't cry because I didn't want my mother to worry about me, my mother wanted me to laugh, and mother's love should be the greatest love in the world! It has infinite power, can melt snow and ice, and can propel you to success.

This is a short article I wrote, you can refer to it) My daughter graduated from college and went to work this year, which is the happiest thing for a mother. Because I have cultivated my daughter to be useful to the society and able to support herself, I am very gratified! Looking back on my daughter's upbringing, it's really full of ups and downs, but what left a deep impression on me was the happy memories of growing up with my daughter.

The daughter has a very good personality, she is relaxed, she knows how to grasp the proportions of doing things, she does more than she says, she is considerate, tolerant, hail and diligent, good at understanding others, and sometimes she wrongs herself in order to take care of other people's feelings. Selling holes has perseverance and patience, although it is a post-80s generation and has the characteristics of a post-80s generation, but it is not excessive. My daughter is my friend, we talk to each other when we have something, face it together, and now I often lose my temper because I am in "menopause", my daughter is a pistachio, and I often get persuasion and relief from my daughter.

The daughter also has a lot of shortcomings, such as: things are placed randomly, the quilt is not folded, and the clothes are changed more often than washing. But in my opinion, it's all naughty children, it's not a big deal, it's precisely because of the existence of these shortcomings that it makes my daughter more real and cute, and it also shows my ability to clean up the mess for her and the necessity of existence.

My daughter is my teacher, she taught me how to be a complete woman, how to face weakness, difficulties, helplessness, and how to share a happy and happy life together, all of which are realized because of her existence. The process of growing up as a daughter is also the process of my maturity as a mother and a woman. Thank you for the love of life, and thank you for everything my daughter has dedicated to me.

Love you forever, my good daughter!