A post-95s woman who was pregnant with triplets had to rely on a wheelchair when traveling. She could not lie flat when sleeping in the late pregnancy. From the information circulated, it can be seen that in the late pregnancy, this woman’s belly had already It was as big as a balloon about to explode, and the belly was stretched so much that it seemed transparent. Fortunately, the triplets were born smoothly, and both the mother and the baby are in good health. From this mother, we can see the ordinary and great maternal love. For the health of her children, Bao's mother insisted on welcoming these three babies into the world regardless of her own safety. This brilliance of motherhood is like the warm spring breeze, like the continuous drizzle, nourishing the earth without asking for anything in return.

Some people say: Mother is a towering tree that protects us from wind and rain and protects us with love. Some people say that mother is a towering mountain, giving us strong support and firming the path under our feet. Others say that mother is a long river, carrying endless care and love, flowing into the depths of people's hearts. .

I think my mother is the wind in summer, my mother is the fire in winter, my mother is the stars in the night sky, my mother is the blooming daylily flower, my mother is the most radiant person in the world, and she is the greatest candlelight. For the continuation of their lives and the lives of their children, they were willing to serve as ladders for others, dedicating their youth and themselves. The wind and frost dyed the mother's black hair white, the years eroded the mother's cheeks, and the times secretly changed the concept of mother. Although mothers have undergone tremendous changes, their fiery hearts beating for their children have never stopped. Their love is so deep and their love is so great. How can this little innocent person repay this? There are no bad parents in the world? Let us all remember this sentence deeply. We will never be able to repay a mother's sacrifice for her children. They give us bread when we are hungry, affection when we are lonely, and courage when we fail. They are the guiding lights of our lives, always illuminating our hearts.