My mother usually pays special attention to my life.
I remember one day before school, my mother said it would rain today. I looked out of the window. The weather is particularly sunny. How can it rain? So I didn't bring an umbrella, picked up my schoolbag and went to school. I was about to go home after school at night when it really rained cats and dogs outside the window, and the trees on both sides of the road swayed from side to side. When I was standing in the classroom anxiously waiting for the rain to stop, I saw a familiar figure through the rain curtain. It's mom! She looked around the crowd with an umbrella in her right hand. The hateful wind seems to be against my mother, and my mother looks very hard in the wind and rain. I quickly walked out of the classroom and waved to my mother. When my mother saw me, there was a sweet smile on her face. Excited, I threw myself into my mother's arms, and her mother said, "Let's wait, let's go home." "hmm." Along the way, my mother kept moving her umbrella to my side, and her hair and half of her body were wet. I was very unhappy when I found out, but my mother said, "children are prone to catch cold, and we adults are fine." After listening to this sentence, I looked at my mother with tears in my eyes and found that her eyes were so kind and kind.
My mother usually cares about me in some small things. When I am sick, she cares more about me.
Once in the middle of the night, my forehead suddenly burned, and I was very sad, so I cried. When my mother heard this, she ran to my bed. She looked at my painful expression and felt terrible. My daughter is ill as if she were alone. Mother gently picked me up, ran to the hospital and took my temperature, 39 degrees. Mother hurriedly asked the doctor to give me an intravenous drip. I deeply remember that night, my mother never closed her eyes for a moment, and kept stroking my hot forehead and weak little hands. ...
I am like a delicate grass, my mother moistens my rain and dew, warms my sunshine, and I thrive under the care of my mother.