Dante said: "The world has a beautiful voice, and that is the mother's call."
Out, the maternal love is a Suanse of medicine, to resolve the sufferings of the homesick, dissipated in the body is your weak. One person at home, maternal love is a bitter cup of moist Ming, dissolved the remote network back to a melancholy , floating on the nose is a home fragrance.
Whenever learning difficulties, setbacks in life, when Mom always solve problems for us.
Motherly love is like a giant invisible hand, support us. Regardless of ups and downs she is our most powerful backing. We do not feel lonely. Because we are not alone. In this war there is no knowledge of smoke, our mother has been quietly Shouhou us and accompany us, and we work together with.
I deeply respect and love her mother, although not so spectacular, but they can often small stream of water is also regarded as a landscape. Although a very ordinary, but in my opinion, every love are treasures, it is worth we will always treasure.
A corner of the green trees, green green, although this is one, but it can dress up the earth.
Flower garden came a ray of flowers, sk.com Although it is a ray, but it can disseminate mission to our intoxicating aroma.
The future really, really long, I wonder if mother will walk hand in hand the number of spring and autumn. Share in celebrating spring, summer taste, chewing autumn, to listen to the depth of winter. Picked up the life to our readers. The memories of each one led to the growth of most alcohol wine, with the baptism of the years more and more concentrated, more fragrant ......
I have read and understand maternal love at the moment .....
但丁说过：“世界上有一种美丽的声音，那便是母亲的呼唤。”
在外时，母爱是一剂酸涩的良药，化解的是思念家乡的苦楚，消退于体内的是你的孱弱。一人在家时，母爱是一杯温润的苦茗，溶解的是远方带回的愁绪，飘荡于鼻翼是家的馨香。
每当在学习上遇到困难，在生活中遇到挫折时妈妈总是为我们排忧解难。
母爱就像一只无形的巨手，支撑着我们。不论风风雨雨她都是我们最坚强的后盾。我们不会感到寂寞。因为我们 并不是孤军奋战。在这场没有硝烟的知识之战中，我们的妈妈一直默默守侯着我们，陪伴着我们，和我们一起努力着。
我深深敬爱着母亲，虽不是那麽轰轰烈烈，但可以细水常流，也不失为一种风景。虽很平凡，但在我看来，每一份爱都是珍品，值得我们永远珍藏。
一棵墙角的绿树，青翠碧绿，虽是一棵，却能装扮大地。
花园里的花传来一缕花香，虽是一缕，却能散发出使我们陶醉的芳香。
未来的日子好长好长，不知还会和母亲携手走过多少个春秋。一同回味初春、品味盛夏、咀嚼金秋、聆听隆冬。拾起生活给我们的点点滴滴。把每一片成长的回忆酿成最醇的美酒，随岁月的洗礼越来越浓，越来越香......
此刻我已读懂母爱.....