I have written the stories of others countless times, and never thought that I could be moved; I have described the scene when I said "I love you" to my mother countless times, but I wanted to speak again and again, and I couldn't speak.
When I was a baby in my infancy, I opened my clear eyes. There was only one sky in the whole world. That was home. Mother's love is all warmth. In the warmth of my mother's love, I learned to climb to my destination on the ground. At that time, growing up was a stumble of happiness.
Later, I learned to stagger and depend on my mother deeply. I always hold my mother's fingers tightly with my little hands, one foot deep and one foot shallow. Tired, nest in the mother's arms to rest, sleeping in the sound of her mother's fairy tales, then, growth is carrying the happiness of children's dreams.
As the gears of time spin a little, I gradually no longer rely on my mother, no longer nostalgic for her arms, unconsciously away from her, at this time, the road of growth seems to be starting to be less. Later, it was found that what was missing was the "flower fragrance" on the road of growth - the intimate warmth between mother and daughter.
March 8 is the international women's day, the world's women's day, and of course, the mother's day. When I think of my mother's selfless care, I want to give my mother a big surprise on women's day. Early in the morning, everything was as orderly as every weekend. I get up, wash, eat and have class as usual. I seem to see a trace of disappointment in my mother's eyes, and say in my heart: Mom, I will give you a big surprise when I go home at noon.
In the morning, I was absent-minded and always wanted to write blessings on my mother's bouquet. ——Yes, I set a bunch of flowers for my mother on my way to school, which almost consumed the pocket money I had saved for a long time. Finally, I wrote on the card: "Mom, you stand at the door of your home as the most moving scenery, you sing the lullaby as the most moving ballad, you make the most moving dishes of your family, you give me the most real and pure love in your life. Mom, in this festival, I just want to tell you - you are the most moving scenery and the most beautiful ballad in my life. I wish you a happy holiday and a happy day
Finally, when school was over, I couldn't wait to rush home with the carefully prepared gift. When I got home, I slowed down, raised my legs and settled down lightly, ready to surprise my mother. When I heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen, I quietly walked over and saw my mother skillfully handling the shovel with one hand, supporting the waist with one hand, busy with our lunch. Looking at my mother's tired look, I have a sour nose. I hugged her from behind and scared her. "Happy holidays, mom!" I sent the gift to my mother when she was still surprised. My mother was delighted by her surprise. She smiled at the bunch of carnations and said, "I'm scared to death. Don't spend any more money in the future." Then I took the bouquet and put it under my nose and took a deep breath. "How sweet!" Mother exclaimed. At this time, the strong fragrance of flowers and food lingered around my mother and I, and we felt unprecedented happiness.