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　　母亲节（一）

　　In this spring of May, ushered in all mothers' festivals. Mom, I wish you a happy time. Today, in May 9th, mother's day. My dear mother is reading in bed. After experiencing today's storm, my love for her has deepened again.

　　In the morning, I was doing the Olympiad test paper, and suddenly was blocked by a "stumbling block". When I was thinking hard, I could not think of it, so I went to ask my aunt. Aunt looked carefully several times, and also very hesitant, let me ask the Zhangzhang. I carefully touched the Zhangzhang: "will you teach me to do this problem?" As soon as I spoke, he said angrily, "I want to go!" Before we did our homework, we thought about it for a few hours, and we had to do it. " I went back to my chair and cried, afraid of my strict attitude. When aunt saw me so sad, she tried to explain to me, but her husband took her away and let me think for myself. At this time, my mother came out of the room and taught me: "the topic is not going to be serious. It is useless to be daze at the subject. Don't just ask for help. You want to finish the movie early. This is a test paper, not an exercise. If you should ask someone in the examination room, why? " She went into the room after she said.

　　My tears fell again and grieved.

　　After a few minutes, my mother called me into the room and said to me gently, "the question will not be done to think well. If it doesn't, please ask the teacher in the afternoon. The way of solving problems by aunt and Zhang is not necessarily easy to accept as the teacher analyzed. But the tone of the Zhangs may be a little heavier, but he is looking for ideas for you. I hope you can learn to think. Don't worry。 The question was kept for a while. First I wrote my composition. Suddenly, I felt a thick love around me.

　　I cried again, this tears, is moved.

　　母亲节（二）

　　In May, because of the arrival of mother's day, it was very warm.

　　The afternoon sunlight shone on my body through the window, warm and velvet, like the mother's hand, gently and softly.

　　The website is filled with flowers and thoughts. At this moment, I listen to the love song Prince Jeff Chang's "white moonlight", the melody is beautiful, soothing, the whole person fluttering, like the childhood, the moon, like the water night mother coax me to sleep. My thoughts are very far away from the melody.

　　What a beautiful word, what a sacred word, and how heavy a word it is. A woman metamorphosis into a mother is entrusted with a mission. From October, to growing up, until the mother closes her eyes, the mother is no longer a simple name, but a duty, a mission, a career that will not be unemployed for the rest of his life. Keep loyal and devoted to the last.

　　Mother is the first call after home. It is the life-saving grass in deep mire. It is a good medicine after injury, and it is the port where the wind and rain come.

　　Maternal love is great, sacred, broad and profound. It can be drawn at any time, and it does not require repayment.

　　Mother used her weak shoulders to support the number of broken homes, and her mother used her deep eyes to save many hopeless souls, and her mother used her strong heart to cultivate a good future for children with disabilities.

　　Mother is the root, mother is line, no matter where we drift, we can not walk out of the mother's line of sight, and can't walk out of the palm of the mother's heart.

　　When mother's day comes, may all mothers in the world be healthy, beautiful, happy and happy forever!