Ask for the essay That Warm Current urgently need !!

Grandma Bingxin once said, "Mother, the wind and rain in the sky are coming, and the bird only hides in its nest, and the wind and rain in my heart comes, and I only hide in your arms." "My mother, like the drizzle and gentle breeze in March, your love, your softness, your strictness, your laughter, and your breath have all turned into bright spring light, and they have all turned into your earnest teachings. And I am just like a small grass, bathed in the sunshine of happiness, but I can't tell you enough to pay a thousand words of respect.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world. "When I was a child, I repeatedly thought that it was cruel and hateful for my mother to beat me if I failed the exam. What kind of words like "filial piety under the stick" are not casually said, even if my mother usually takes care of me, a fledgling bird, and turns into ashes in an instant under such a stick, but now that I am older, my mother no longer beats me, and my mother just said a few words of euphemism to me.

I know, even if my mother beats me again at that moment, and says such ruthless words, she still loves me, when I was a child, my mother needs to educate me, and when I grow up, my mother needs me to experience my mistakes, maybe it is really hitting my children, hurting in the hearts of my parents, when the stick falls on my body mercilessly, my mother's heart is also dripping blood, but when I was a child, I couldn't understand my mother's deep and strict love.

Who said a mother's love is only that tender? She is even more majestic. Who says love has to be affectionate?

Maybe after a meal of "fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots", it is the time when love is vividly swayed, maybe the sideburns stained with white frost, after the sentence of a stick scolding, the helpless and lost eyes, hatred of iron is not a manifestation of love? Freedom is only a momentary indulgence, there is no restraint where to move forward, hope that the daughter will become a phoenix is not the hope that our parents have worked hard to nurture us?

Mother's love is ordinary, and great, Mom, I understand you, you said how much you pay how much you gain, as long as I work hard, your hard work will not be in vain, I also realize that all parents, hope that the son will become a dragon, hope that the daughter will become a phoenix, in my opinion is right, life must be like a spring to have sufficient motivation, if it is just a relaxed iron line then how can it be motivated?

Mom, I will be considerate of you, you let me tutor on the weekend I am voluntary, if I have time, even if you ask me to make up painting, piano, calligraphy. I will also accept it happily, painting is to make my hands dexterous, piano is to let me enjoy the moving notes, calligraphy is to make me a Chinese. I know, you're afraid that I won't have time so you won't let me tutor this, and you want to decompress me, but I'll say something to you playfully:

Now pressure is what motivates me.

Mom, your love for me is like a mountain giving birth to a stream, the earth nurturing flowers, the wind and rain you brought to me is to make me not to become a flower in a greenhouse, Mom, one day, I will grow into a towering number!

I felt love so deeply!