The beautiful essay about maternal love should be modern, true, and rhetorical in about 700 words

Touched by motherly love.

There is a great and selfless love in the world - mother's love, father's love, and these two kinds of love have always been rippling around us. Mother's love is still there, maybe you were moved by a maternal love incident that happened in 2008 at the 8th level of Wenchuan University** - A mother is lying in her arms with a month-old baby, asleep, with a mobile phone in her hand, which reads; Child, if you are alive, you need to know how much your mother loves you. Maybe you're being taken by a mother who takes her daughter to ski in the Alps.

In the event of an avalanche, the two were lying on the snow, and the helicopter was looking for them, as their clothes were silvery white and could not be easily spotted. The mother did not hesitate to cut the blood vessels in her wrist, the blood soaked in the snow, the daughter was saved, and the mother died, and she was moved. There's a lot more to think about!

It's not just humans who exude maternal love, but animals too. For example, a hunter with a small Tibetan antelope knelt down and begged him to spare their lives.

A cow is whipped by her owner in order to give her calf water. A weasel, looking for something to eat, gets caught in a clamp, strips its skin with its lining, and returns to the nest with its weak body to nurse the baby weasels ......

I have also been touched by the love of animal mothers. We have a cat named "Duoduo", and after a few months, he became a cat mother, and I am very happy. I used to go to see Duoduo's children, there were 5 kittens in total.

Every time I went to see the kitten quietly, Duoduo looked at my hand with a strange eye, afraid that I would hurt it. But after a long time, they trust me a lot and don't come to "spy" me. I'm also very proud.

After a few months, when the kittens were able to eat, Dad decided to throw the kittens at the bridge not far from us, and when Duoduo came back and saw that her children were gone, he kept calling upstairs and downstairs. It's always like a person is looking for a very important document. Like an ant on a hot pot——— it is in a hurry.

Oh no, it's raining heavily, and I thought to myself: the kittens have suffered. It's time to eat more, but it's not here yet.

I went downstairs and saw something surprising, Duoduo had 2 kittens in his mouth and 3 kittens lying on his back on his back. I feel like I've been stabbed by something, how much effort does it take to bring 5 kittens back to old age safely? Maybe it took a long time to go up the ladder and I immediately dried the hair of my 5 kittens with a hair dryer.

It seems that this is the great mother's love.

I don't know if it will work if I wrote it myself).

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Fragments describing mother's love: The rhythm of mother's love makes the night tremble slightly, a little moonlight, a long starry sky, and the night scene in the suburbs is always beautiful. The willows swept the embankment, and he sat casually under a tree by the river, and his thoughts flew lightly.

Gazing into the river, blurred, scattered. Gentle words came from my ears, like my mother's advice, and I turned around, but there was nothing. The loneliness of the night overshadowed me.

I didn't grow up in the field. In the cold night, when reading a book under the lamp, I always miss the hot tea brought by my mother.

The second prose poem uses symbolism to praise the great mother's love, please use the symbolic technique to write a fragment describing the mother's love.

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Fragments describing mother's love: The rhythm of mother's love makes the night tremble slightly, a little moonlight, a long starry sky, and the night scene in the suburbs is always beautiful. The willows swept the embankment, and he sat casually under a tree by the river, and his thoughts flew lightly.

Gazing into the river, blurred, scattered. Gentle words came from my ears, like my mother's advice, and I turned around, but there was nothing. The loneliness of the night overshadowed me.

I didn't grow up in the field. In the cold night, when reading a book under the lamp, I always miss the hot tea brought by my mother.

Related information: In this world, it was my mother who first taught me truth, goodness and beauty, helping me establish a correct outlook on life, I learned from my mother to love my relatives, and learned from my mother to run a house. I live my life hard for the attachment in my heart.

You grow up with me, I grow old with you, may the years be gentle to my mother, you have worked hard! Mother now I am growing up, and your arms protect me to grow up, no matter how stormy it is. Now that I have become a big tree, it is time to repay you, please rest assured, I will pay for it.

Mother, you've worked hard!

Mother's love is the persuasion of the bitter heart when she is confused; Mother's love is an earnest admonition when traveling far away; Mother's love is a kind smile when you are lonely and helpless.

Mother's love is a ray of sunshine that makes your soul feel warm like spring even in the cold winter; Mother's love is a clear spring, so that your emotions are still clear and clear even if they are covered with the dust of time.

Mother's love is a drop of nectar, kissing the dry earth, with the warmth of the drizzle, with the perseverance of the diamond, looking forward to the fertility of the sparkling crushed earth; Mother's love is not a freezing point in life, but a flowing river, which creates a beautiful emotional scene in our lives.

Jingli remembers the years when she was young.

Attached to her mother's arms.

I have walked with you to youth.

Still unweary, love unchanged.

Time passes, and the years go on.

They all have the same line of sight.

I will repay you with all my heart.

The most beautiful and kind of your warmth in the world.

It is the most respectable mother's kindness.

For the love of the heart, hand over the attachment.

It is sweet to be able to be your child.

The face of the most beautiful mom in the crowd.

A lot of Mom's words make a lot of sense. This is the experience of life, the treasure left behind, and the mystery of life. So when I was a child, I worshipped my mother and followed some of her words like the Bible.

Mom often said that in a person's life, not everything is what you like to do, there are many things, you don't like to do it, but you can't help but do it, and you must do it, and you have to do it best; Otherwise, don't say sorry to your parents, sorry to your friends, or even sorry for yourself. These words have accompanied me through yesterday to today, and I believe that they will accompany me to tomorrow. Give me the courage to be strong in the face of every person and every new challenge on every sunny day.

The Yellow River is still majestic. But it can't compare to the depth of mother's love. The Yangtze River is still raging. But it can't keep up with the breadth of mother's love.

My father is a mountain, and I am a bird in the forest, flying carefree under the shelter of the mountain; My mother is a lake, and I am a fish, swimming freely under the moisture of the water. The mountains give me strength, the lake gives me laughter, the mountains exercise my wings, and the lake fades away my scales.

Mother's smile is like a blooming flower, and I will work hard to keep the flowers open.

Wouldn't it be enough to express the understanding of these two poems in concrete words?

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