500 words of maternal love

Chapter 1: maternal love today is national day. Early in the morning, my mother woke me up, I said angrily: "why, today's holiday let me sleep more!" My mother said to me, "today we are going to grandma's house, so we need to be a little earlier." I was helplessly pulled out of the bed by my mother. After dinner, we set out. After a long time, finally arrived at Grandma's house. When grandma saw us coming, she came out to greet us into the house. After having lunch, I was free to do nothing. I remembered my mother saying that my grandmother had a few new born puppies. When my interest came, I asked, "grandma, where is your newly born dog?" Grandma pointed to the back room and said, "it's right there." I quickly ran over, lifted the straw, saw a few small heads in the kennel and slowly stretched out. "How lovely!" I cried happily He took a little dog out with his hands carefully. His eyes were turning all the time. Then he saw that his tail was only as long as the middle finger. His limbs were shorter, but he looked very powerful. They are covered with smooth and soft hair all over the body. How comfortable they feel! I was about to carry the dog to the house when the female dog suddenly stood up, followed me and roared at me. I ran into the house and sat down. The female dog followed her to the ground, staring at the dog in my hand, as if to say: "put my child down quickly!" Seeing that I didn't respond, the female dog barked hard again, as if to fight with me, scared me to throw the dog on the ground. The female dog left with the dog in her mouth. After this incident, I know what is maternal love and why maternal love is the greatest. My friends, our mother loves us so much, so we must Chapter 2: maternal love today, the teacher told us a story, the title of the story is "the kneeling of the Tibetan antelope". It made me understand the selflessness and greatness of maternal love, and also made me think of my mother. My mother has long and black hair, that pair of big eyes in my disobedience, will stare at me two eyes, I look very scared. But usually my mother is very concerned about me, love me more than her own. I remember one winter night, at 12 o'clock, I suddenly felt very sick. I asked my mother to say that I had a cold. My mother didn't care to wear clothes and took me to the hospital. Finally to the hospital, a temperature is more than 38 degrees, my mother asked to give me water. The doctor gave me medication and injection. I lost and fell asleep. When I fell asleep, I seemed to see my mother taking care of me all the time. I didn't sleep all night and was still crying. I also shed tears in my sleep, I really feel the warmth of my mother. I remember another time, when it snowed in winter, I forgot to wear gloves. My hands were very cold, so my mother took off the gloves and gave them to me. I said, "Mom, are you cold?" Mother said she was not cold. My mother and I made a snowman in the snow. I suddenly found my mother's hands were red with cold, and there were some small bubbles. I cried sadly. I took off the gloves and gave them to my mother, but my mother said, "my dear child, I'm not cold." I was crying while my mother was making a snowman. She said that her son is sensible and knows how to hurt his mother. This is my mother. She loves me more than herself. Chapter 3: maternal love one weekend in winter, my mother and I met a wolf. I was only 9 years old that year. Without that experience, I would not have changed my view of my mother. In my memory, my mother is tall and strong, with a pair of hands like a man with thick cocoons. Every night, my mother always stroked my head with her calluses and coaxed me to sleep. At this time, I believe that my mother is a 100% woman. One day, my friends and I were playing at school, and I forgot the time. At night, my mother came to school, pulled me out of the grass, ready to take me home. My mother and I walked on the dark path, the roadside scenery made me scared, owl's eyes in the dark like ghost's eyes. Suddenly, there are two wolves in the Bush, one is a female wolf, the other is a wolf cub just full moon. Knowing that the crisis was imminent, the mother took out a knife from her trouser pocket and held it high above her head, ready to frighten the wolf and the wolf cubs. The mother wolf quickly escaped, but the wolf cub was unable to escape the robbery. She was caught by her mother and was unable to move. The mother wolf was very angry when she saw that her child was taken captive by her mother. She ran over and opened her claws to press me on the ground and opened her bloody mouth to me. I was so frightened that my eyes closed and I collapsed on the ground, waiting for death to come. The mother wolf saw that the knife which the mother held against the wolf cub's neck showed a faint ink like trace. It turned out that this was the wolf cub's blood. At this time, the female wolf kept retreating, looking at her mother with despair. I gently opened my eyes and saw that the wolf had let me go, so I quickly hid behind my mother. The wolf lost her mother and ran away. Back home, my mother suddenly slipped and fainted, but she still held me tightly. If the sky is as broad as people's mind, then I think this is a great maternal love. Chapter 4: I don't want maternal love, I don't want it. " I yelled at my mother. But as a result, my mother still pushed the quilt into my hand. I complained that I knew my self-care ability was poor, but, alas, I was helpless. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, for a boarding student, such as me, to go to school again, this is already a common occurrence. At this time, it is December, the cold north wind blowing mercilessly, the weather gradually cold up. As usual, my mother drove me to school on a broken motorcycle. The reflector in front of the car has broken. I just wrapped it with thick tape, and then another layer. I don't know when it broke. Maybe it was broken before, maybe not long ago. In short, I just found out today. The car body is even worse. There are many holes in the pedal. The trunk has been removed, because there are few screw caps left. I sat in the back of the car, my nose was red with cold, and I didn't need to mention my hands. At that moment, a big rough hand gripped my cold hand tightly, and then put my hand in her pocket. I looked up and saw that it was my mother. Although she was still smiling as she used to be, the wrinkles around her eyes betrayed her. Suddenly, the cold between my fingers unknowingly melted, a warm current also flowed into my heart. I smile at my mother, from her eyes, I seem to read the first article of my life - maternal love. Feeling the moment of maternal love, sometimes it is in this trivial moment. It was that time that I really understood another meaning of maternal love, which was not a kind of doting. Mother, you know what? Your son has grown up. Chapter 5: mother's love and mother's love are like a beautiful piano music, always ringing in my ears. Listen carefully, you will find that there are many wonderful sounds around us, some are the sounds of nature, some are the sound of the heart of the world, but what I like most is the sound of maternal love. The exam is coming, every night I have to study late into the night, that night I do exercises as usual, suddenly heard the door open, although the sound is very light. The sound got closer and closer, and then suddenly disappeared. Mother with a cup of my favorite jasmine tea stood at the table, gently put the cup on the table, and then quietly left. The sound was still very light, but I still heard it clearly from near to far, and finally disappeared with the sound of closing the door. The day of the exam soon arrived, I was very nervous, afraid of suffocation, mood for a long time can not be calm. At this time, I seem to hear my mother's singing. The sound like a red ribbon, flying over mountains, rivers and lakes, through spring, summer, autumn and winter. It is like a ray of sunshine, giving people a warm and comfortable pill. My mood finally calmed down, answering the roll paper is also very smooth. The day I went to school to report, I was more nervous. After all, the results of a semester's hard work were revealed at this moment. I came to the teacher's office with a sense of uneasiness. Holding my breath, I saw the teacher take out the report card. I secretly looked at the fourth place. I can't believe my eyes. I didn't think of it. Back home, I told the good news to my mother, but my mother said to me, be modest, or you will retreat. Then a person secretly happy, I saw but deliberately did not expose her. The voice of maternal love in failure, give me comfort, when successful, give me advice, listen carefully, I will harvest a lot, listen, that is the voice of maternal love chapter 6: what is maternal love? It's tolerance, it's understanding, it's love. She teaches me when I'm wrong. She inspires me when I'm poor, and comforts me when I'm sad. My mother is very strict with my study. Whenever I want to go out to play or watch TV, I always ask if I have finished my homework? I always said that I had finished, and my mother asked me to check my homework for her, and I was very unhappy because I had to listen to a lot of truth from my mother. Originally, my writing level is not good, my mother signed up for a composition tutorial class for me, so that I have to go to cram school every day. My heart has been very unhappy, but my mother insisted that I go, I had to go to cram school. In the cram school, when the teacher said how to write a composition, I couldn't stop listening below, and the composition I wrote was in a mess. After a few days, my mother came to the teacher and asked the teacher about my tutoring. The teacher said, "it's not good." Mom said, "Oh!" When my mother came home, she called me and said, "when you go to cram school, are you serious?" I faltered and said, "of course, seriously." My mother got angry and said to me in a serious language: "be honest and don't cheat others. When I was a child, my mother's family was poor and had no money to read. She had to follow the adults to work in the fields. She got up before dawn to cook, and sometimes she had to go up to the mountain to pick up some firewood. Our previous conditions were not good, and we envied those who were studying. However, now that you are in a good condition, you still don't read books seriously, which disappoints our expectations of you. We hope you can find a good job and contribute to the country in the future. " My parents still need to rely on me. I know their hard work. The first time I saw my mother so angry, I said to her, "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't take it seriously when I went to cram school. I hope you'll forgive me." My mother looked at me with soft eyes and said, "I forgive you, but listen to the class well!" I said, "good!" The taste of maternal love is sweet, fragrant, fragrant, maternal love is everywhere. Chapter 7: the call of maternal love, some people say that maternal love is wider than the sky and thicker than the earth; maternal love is a rain after a long drought; maternal love is a light in the night; maternal love is a kind of dependence when lost; maternal love is One Saturday afternoon, my mother took me to a swimming class. When we got to the basement, we suddenly heard "meow meow