The greatest love in the world is called maternal love. It is our mother who gives us life and love, which makes us grow up happily. In the past ten years, I have not let my mother worry less, and my mother's white hair has also increased because of her concern for me.

My mother cares about me and loves me very much. "Mom, I have finished my homework. You can go out and play!" I ran to my mother with my homework. "No, you did so badly in this midterm exam. Are you willing to go out and play? Finish writing this set of test papers." Mother found a set of test papers on the desk, took them out and tore one at random. "No, I won't write!" My mother and I quarreled fiercely. That day, my mother and I quarreled. I left home in a fit of pique. I thought angrily, it was not my fault, I finished my homework, why should I write it? A few steps later, it began to rain. The rain ran down my face and wet my whole body. Will Mom worry?

I asked myself. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, which makes me a real drowned chicken. I regret that if I listened to my mother, I would not end up like this. What's more, my mother is for my good, but I use such unreasonable actions to hurt my mother. "Xiao He, you are here! You will catch a cold if you get caught in the rain! Hurry up, go home and change clothes!" My mother has hugged me in the interval of my regret. The umbrella in mother's hand fell to the ground, with anxiety written on her face. "Mom," I sobbed, "I'm sorry, Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn't go to the top of you, let alone run away from home." "Silly child," Mom patted my head gently, "Mom was also wrong, and shouldn't force you to do the test paper."

Mother is very thrifty to herself, but "big" to me. Mother poured all her hopes and efforts on me. In order to allow me to develop in an all-round way, my mother has asked me to learn painting, dancing and composition since I was a child... The total cost of zero kinds of flowers is a large sum of money. But my mother never complained. She never hesitated to spend money for me, but she was quite frugal with herself. After seven or eight years of wearing a dress, the color has changed. As long as she can still wear it, she insists on wearing it and is reluctant to buy a new one. When I was young, I didn't understand. I complained that my mother was too old-fashioned, and that she took up all my rest time. Now, when I grow up, I also understand my mother's feeling of looking forward to her becoming a phoenix.

When you are celebrating your birthday, have you ever thought of the birth of your mother? My mother did too much for me. I should also be grateful to my mother. In the future, I will study hard, grow up to be a pillar of the motherland, and live up to my mother's expectations.