总有一个人，默默将我们支撑;总有一个种爱，让我们泪流满面。这个人就是母亲，这种爱就是母爱。常常，我们感动于“春蚕到死丝方尽”的无私和“蜡炬成灰泪始干”的奉献。但人世间没有任何一种无私和奉献能与母爱相提并论。即使再冷酷无情和铁石心肠的人，也能体会到母亲的关爱给予他们的心灵慰藉与情感抚慰。
There will always be a person who will support us silently; there will always be a kind of love that will make us cry. This person is the mother, this kind of love is the mother love. Often, we are moved by the selflessness of "spring silkworms to the end of silk" and the dedication of "wax torches to the end of tears". But there is no selflessness and dedication in the world comparable to maternal love. Even the callous and heartless people can feel the spiritual comfort and emotional comfort from their mother's love.
今年的母亲节是5月10日，我在心里早早地就想着为母亲准备什么样的礼物为好呢?期中考试早已结束，最近这两天就要发表成绩了，星期五，老师公布了考试成绩，我的语文成绩不是很理想，数学由于看错了单位，错失了两分，非常可惜，看着在班里的排名，不由得有些遗憾，还好，加上英语成绩，总算在班里排到较为理想的名次，回家可以向妈妈汇报了。这也算是我送给母亲节的一份礼物吧。那天我用平时积攒的零花钱为妈妈买了许多星星纸，我要回家为妈妈叠好多好多的小星星，并把美好的祝愿送给妈妈。因为在我的生命中，妈妈是最关心最爱我的人。
This year's mother's Day is May 10. I have been thinking about what kind of gift I would like to prepare for my mother. The mid-term exam has already ended, and my scores will be published in the last two days. On Friday, the teacher announced my test scores. My Chinese scores are not very ideal. Due to reading the wrong unit, I missed two points. It's a pity that I can't help looking at the ranking in the class Some regret, fortunately, with English scores, finally in the class to a more ideal place, home can report to my mother. This is also a gift for mother's day. That day, I used my pocket money to buy many star paper for my mother. I want to go home and fold many little stars for my mother and give my best wishes to her. Because in my life, my mother is the most caring and loving person.
母爱如一股涓涓细流，虽无声，却能够滋润干枯的心灵。它平凡，却在平凡中孕育着一份惊人的伟大!有时，母爱是人生海洋上的一盏指明灯，引导我们走向光明。“谁言寸草心，报得三春晖”。这份沉甸甸的母爱，有谁能够惦出它的分量，有谁能够真正偿还呢?
Maternal love is like a trickle, although silent, it can nourish the dry heart. It is ordinary, but in the ordinary gestates an amazing greatness! Sometimes, mother's love is a beacon on the ocean of life, guiding us to the light. "Who said inch grass heart, reported three Chunhui.". This heavy maternal love, who can think of its weight, who can really repay it?