Mother s Love in the Shade Modify The Story of Mother s Love Relationship with the Old Tree THAHK YO

Dear Ginkgo Tree:

How are you lately?

I am very happy that I can enjoy the shade you provide and talk with you about the past.

Thank you for driving away my irritability!

The breeze is blowing, and the summer cicadas are noisy. In the familiar beat, there seems to be hidden the nourishment of love.

It was a beautiful evening, and I was chatting with my parents after dinner. Mom and Dad talked about what happened at work today: It is said that two wealthy southern entrepreneurs are ready to buy more than 20 ginkgo trees in our family yard.

The mother who heard the news was very surprised: how can so many years old trees be sold casually? Dad also said that this is simply a fantasy.

I listened quietly, and though I didn't understand anything, I didn't ask any questions. Actually, I wondered: why are the trees on both sides of the road so precious?

It was getting dark, and my dad and I went out for a walk, and when we walked under the ginkgo tree, we happened to meet the chairman of the company's labor union. Familiar faces made me involuntarily say hello. So, we stepped into the shade of the trees at dusk.

Dad suddenly remembered to talk about the two southern entrepreneurs, and the chairman and I listened very attentively. After listening and being silent for a while, the chairman of the union spoke:

Unlikely, you think, how can a business, without these old trees, prove its history? In other words, the thick shade cast by these trees gives a business a new lease of life in coolness. ”

I nodded again as if I didn't understand. So, we parted at the end of the road.

I stood where I was, unwilling to leave for a long time. I don't understand: why are these trees so deserving of attention?

I leaned against the ginkgo tree, and my father seemed to see the confusion in my heart. "You probably don't understand. But you'll understand when you grow up. ”

I know, that's the last answer I want to hear.

Ginkgo biloba, can you tell me why?

So, I thought about it for a long time. It wasn't until I heard the song "Offering of Love" that I understood, I understood, the true meaning of the shade of the tree.

A shade, a mother's love. The shade of the tree is like a mother's love, giving us coolness. Mother protects us with her sincere care, just like an old tree that has grown for many years. The trunk of the tree is like the thoughtfulness of a mother, and the leaves give us infinite love and the courage to overcome difficulties!

You say, that's the understanding, right?

In short, the glory of the ginkgo tree for many years shines on us, guides us, cools us, and moves us.

I feel like they've given me so much, and what do I give them back?

Old Ginkgo, how many moving stories you are hiding, let me explore infinitely!

Old Ginkgo, you are like my mother, telling me the story of my mother!

Old Ginkgo, I love my mother, I love your mother's love in the thick shade!

I sincerely wish you and my mom eternal good health, happiness and happiness!

Just talk to your mother and be able to express yourself well. For example:

One of the most beautiful voices is the call of the mother.

After all the ups and downs, you seem to be younger, not only in appearance, but also in heart.

Through the wrinkles on the corners of your forehead, and through the silver sideburns, I see a crystal heart of yours.

Mo Dao mulberry elm night, the light is still full of sky.

The beautiful May has quietly come to the side, the air is full of fragrant smell, in this warm season, the eternal theme of May is Mother's Day, in this ordinary and special day, what should we do for mothers?

Our mother doesn't want gorgeous and expensive jewelry, don't want valuable gifts, the best gift to our mother is ourselves, maybe the day after tomorrow, a carnation with early leaves, a clean and tidy tablecloth, a clean room, a pure and innocent smile, a sentence: "Clever smile, beautiful eyes, always thought it was gorgeous." It made my mother feel very pleased.

Because - the child has grown up and knows how to love his mother.

Our mothers are ordinary, but great in our eyes. Each of our mothers is unique and unique. Reminiscing about the bits and pieces of our mother, weaving a net of love, so that our lives are sprinkled with the rain and dew of love.

Let's use words to express our love for our mother!

Great motherly love.

Pick a bouquet of the brightest roses, with all the words of love for the mother, the mother said I am stupid, the rose is a flower that symbolizes love, no, it is also a flower that the children want to give to their mother.

It's been a long time since I heard my mother's jokes about my childhood, and I really regret that I fell asleep before I finished listening to those passages.

The mother said, silly child, the mother never finishes what the mother wants to say to her children, even if you sleep in the grave, you are also my eternal concern.

Mother just walked by.

I gave half of the umbrella that shielded my children from the wind and rain to my mother, and my mother pushed it to me, ah the children under the umbrella, the mother outside the umbrella.

The rain is no longer rain, it is a happy tear sent by God to the world.

The days are like walking on a road that is often stormy, and my mother is at the forefront.

I gave some umbrellas to my mother to shield my children from the wind and rain, and my mother pushed them to me, Ah the children under the umbrella, the mother outside the umbrella.

The rain is no longer rain, it is a happy tear sent by God to the world.

Dear Mother, I love you.

I'll always be your little kid.

I will always need the caress of your palm.

Dear Mother, I love you.

Like the deep affection of a stream for the mountains.

I hug you warmly and tightly.

I cherish the warmth of spring selflessly.

I'm a mountain goose flying south.

With a craving for tenderness like cream.

I love you, my dear mother.

I love you, the breath of the mountains, the air and the moisture.

In the time of my youth, you designed carefully for me.

Every second of life, every minute.

On days with a lot of bright red colors.

With the verses and enthusiasm of my stream.

Write poetry on your wrinkled forehead.

Pick a bouquet of the brightest roses, with all the words of love for the mother, the mother said I am stupid, the rose is a flower that symbolizes love, no, it is also a flower that the children want to give to their mother.

I can't hear my mother's jokes for me when I was a child for a long time, and I really regret that I fell asleep before I finished listening to those paragraphs, and my mother said, silly child, what my mother has to say to my children is never finished.

For this reason, I will give another song of encouragement.

Mother's love is a ray of sunshine that makes your soul feel warm and fragrant even in the cold winter; Mother's love is a clear spring, so that your emotions are still clear and pure even if they are covered with the dust of time; Mother's love is a tree, stubbornly sticking to her home in the cycle of the seasons, supporting a tree with thick shade and paying silently; Mother's love is also a thread, as long as there is a small pinhole, it will flow like spring water, nourishing our tired hearts...

Kindness, generosity, meticulousness, pure teaching, great love without words.

Mother's love is like water, and human life is inseparable from water.

Oh, this first, collect some information about Mother's Day, including the origin of Mother's Day, related stories, or Mother's Day songs, songs that sing mother's love, such as "Love Devotion", "Second, sort out and reconcile the information you selected, you want to do it in the tabloids, you have to sort it out, and some inappropriate places in the text should be modified. Third, arrange the layout of your tabloid, where to write what content, where to draw what pictures, what to arrange, etc., and roughly divide it out on paper with a pencil. Fourth, and the easiest part, copy your information, neatly handwritten, and neatly written.

Fifth, decorate the tabloids: draw beautiful lace in the blank spaces and color the drawn pictures. Write your name and you're good to go!

Suggestion: You can write what you want to say to your mother, your blessings to your mother. You can also put on your and your mother's **.

You could also write a short essay to praise and thank your mom. This way, your tabloid will be very distinctive! Good luck to your tabloids!

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