I didn't know my parents' kindness until I raised my child. When you know it, you are middle-aged.

When I was a child, my clothes stretched out and my mouth was full of food. If necessary, I will shout "Mom and Dad", as if all the problems can be solved. I didn't know that oil and rice are expensive until I got married. I didn't feel responsible until I became a parent.

The years are quiet, all because parents are carrying the burden for us.

Describe things = summary+details

Every day with the baby, there is always a time when you can't laugh or cry.

"bang!"

"Mom, come and see!" The boss shouted.

I hurried out of the kitchen and saw a bowl in the east and a spoon in the west. There was food all over the floor. Look at the second child sitting in the dining chair. His face was covered with rice grains, his hands were greasy, and a leaf of vegetable was stuck to his hair. But he grinned at me with a smile on his face and then said to me, "Mom, I ate the bowl!" " "

Well, what he said was that he was eating by himself and dropped the bowl.

Funny and angry, I bent down to clean up the mess in that place, and then tried to raise my smiling muscles and say to him, "Well, the baby is really good, eat it yourself, but remember to be careful next time!"

Explain the event = protagonist+story.

My mother, a diligent housewife. Time has worn a series of slender wrinkles on her face. Years have made her waist no longer straight, but if we want to describe her in words, I think it should be tenacity and optimism.

As long as I can remember, my mother got up early every day, went to work during the day and did some manual work at night to supplement her family. Until one day, several of her fingers were run over by a factory machine. I looked at her painful expression lying in bed and cried inexplicably. Instead, my mother comforted me: "Nothing, my mother's finger has become my brother to accompany you." It turned out that my mother was pregnant at that time. Besides, I don't think I've ever seen my mother feel sad or cry because of her injury. When she recovered, she resumed her new job and still smiled and was friendly to others every day. When I grow up, I can always hear my relatives say to me, "Your mother is very hard, but she is very capable and keeps things in order at home."

My mother, in this way, influenced me with her tough and optimistic life.