On the way of life, what makes me happy is my friends, what makes me beautiful is my pursuit, what makes me full is my study, but what makes me warm must be my mother. My mother is kind and patient. She didn't call me once when she was a child. She just reasoned for me and I could listen to her. Whenever my father scolds me or yells at me, my mother always says Dad and doesn't let him shout at me. But dad didn't listen. Every time I did something wrong, I would yell at me. Every time, it was my mother, who helped me block the cold wind.
In my growing up, there are countless troubles, and every time, it's my mother who has eliminated this trouble for me. It's me who forget this trouble, and make it never come back. When I'm worried about my homework, it's my mother who talks with me to relax me and make me feel in the mood to do it. When I was worried because of my timidity, it was my mother who reasoned for me, which made me brave now and let this worry leave me. In my growing up, all the troubles are eliminated by my mother with her heart. I often lost in confusion, and every time my mother asked me to solve these puzzles. Sometimes, I can't do a problem. My mother helped me to solve it and told me how to do it. Sometimes, when I have some natural problems, my mother unties the knot in my heart for me. Sometimes, when I'm in a dilemma because of something, my mother helps me to solve the puzzle and tell me which side is light and which side is heavy. These perplexities, these unidentified, are all my mother tried to solve for me.
Mother she uses her "body" to block the "cold wind and frost; her love to eliminate the growing troubles for me; his wisdom to solve the confusion for me; under the sky of mother's love, mother will always be my bright sunshine, and I will always be the warmest!