Mother, how let all children respected word; Love, how like feeding us grow tranquility bay. Mother love is pure; Mother love is selfless; The maternal love is great; Mother love is only know give without asking the repayment. Maternal love like a spring warm wind, blowing your heart; Maternal love like continuous drizzle, and gently pat with your face, moisten your heart field;Mother, how let all children respected word; Love, how like feeding us grow tranquility bay. Mother love is pure; Mother love is selfless; The maternal love is great; Mother love is only know give without asking the repayment. Maternal love like a spring warm wind, blowing your heart; Maternal love like continuous drizzle, and gently pat with your face, moisten your heart field; Maternal love like winter stove, give you warm in winter in mind sunshine builds. Children of world,Looking at liangbinbanbai mother, which not extremely bitter? Mother gave to give my love really, guileless, tough, sometimes have some poetic charms. A trance, I thought back to my childhood. I saw a busy in figure, that's mother worked hard; I saw a figure, it is tired in the summer for my mother weave; I saw a bright scene, that's mother for my study progress in delighted. Carefully back in my life,Which day again little mother figure? Whenever I cry, mother comforts me; Whenever I feel like a helpless little bird, my mother opened her broad arms, give me warm and loving breath. Once we school result, I YunXie injection. Then comes after noon, mother heard, without further ado, even didn't eat lunch is hurried to school, back I go to see a doctor, then mom leave in the hospital with me. At that time I saw mother very sad,Somehow, I also feel a little sad. On another occasion, my parents and I bought a big watermelon. Back home, and haven't eat, my saliva all out. Mother cut good melon first, gave me a melon seeds, less a piece of meat sweet melons. But she ate melon seed, melon meat is not very sweet piece. But maternal love is sometimes harsh.
Children with our love is the mother of flowers and plants, water and into the growth of the children from mother each drop of love. Mother, life for their children behind escort, children in silence to provide direction for their children. Mother's love for us, as we can repay got? As the wandering moans of yue: "who grass-inch heart, reported in the apartments."
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