In the imagination of some, the mother is a sacrosanct image that dedicates everything to the child, and they can take what they have in difficult times
They can sacrifice themselves to protect their children when a strong enemy comes, and they even choose to forgive after the child betrays him...
Such people certainly have, but more mothers, are like this:
They will be angry at their children's learning, they will be harshly reprimanded for their children's wrongdoing; they will not be as scientifically educated and carefully prepared to interact with their children as psychologists;
They will not cultivate children's aesthetic tastes like artists, but they will play flowing water-like music in the house on an evening with a beautiful sunset, inadvertently creating a pure atmosphere view; they will not always pour warm feelings into children like in film and television dramas, but will inject their concern for children into life bit by bit.
Having said all that, it's time to say one thing: those "they" refer to my mother to a large extent.
Mom was originally a very cute person, and she also loved to listen to songs and sing on mobile phone software, but the state was good and bad, sometimes the afterglow was around the beam, and sometimes it was like a lathe. Most of the rice she cooks is delicious, and the cooked noodles, fried tomatoes, and fried rice make people feel angry, but occasionally they are too light to eat. She also has some family beauty, mainly reflected in her great enthusiasm for removing a few white hairs for herself.
My mother would sometimes force me to wear thicker cotton pants, would force me to wear a thick mask, would give me all the rare food, would seriously correct the way I thought I was making tea... These details spell out my mother's love for me.
This is my mother, she is a very ordinary person, she does not create a vigorous motherly love story, but she does love me very much and is good at giving me all her love.
My mom loves me and I love my mom.
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