Mother's Day is here again, and my mind is flipping in... In the sea of love that misses her mother, the waves swirl... I'll never forget, "My First Teacher of Initiation,... My Mother"—contradictory. My mother gave me life, brought me into this world, and gave the greatest love of a woman with all her heart...
Mother's Day is coming, I sincerely wish all the mothers in the world, happy holidays and eternal health!
Balzac once said: "Mother is the simplest, spontaneous, fruitful, inexhaustible thing in a woman's heart... A great element of life". Indeed, mothers are the cradle of human life, and no one who loves us the most is our mother. My mother has been away from us for almost three years. Loneliness, loss and longing are intertwined day and night, and togetherness can only be searched for in memory. Gradually, I came to the point that "the most beautiful voice in the world is the call of the mother" - Dante. How wonderful it is, what a precious call. In the voice of the call, the sea of love, the sweetness of love, the bosom of love are interpreted...
How much I want to say, Mom, you've worked hard! However, this regret will never change...
We often say that it is rare to know oneself in life. In fact, each of us has a mother, a mother, "Mother, you are the perfect combination of mother, confidant and friend" - Tagore. Mother is our most rare confidant, the most intimate confidant, the most penetrating confidant.
When we get glory, when we reap achievements, when we change the state of life, and so on. Often, they are complacent and even fluttery. In fact, we must remember: "All the glory and pride in the world come from the mother" - a Gorky. Without our mother, we wouldn't have everything. Therefore, I particularly appreciate a passage from Mr. Lincoln: "All I have, all I can do, owe to my angelic mother."