essay on my mother

I remember one day, my literature teacher asked us to write an article about "my mother" I think is in lesson 3. That day, I thought that I would ask my mother my father for the first time. His first answer was that he is my mother and father. But when I asked my real mother, he answered. At that moment we were on the terrace. Dad pointed out a very bright star in the sky and told me it was the brightest star in the sky. That is my mother. In addition, he told me that God is looking for someone who can be the most dazzling star, and my mother is elected. So she saw us from there. I wrote the same content in my article. But then I did not understand why the teacher turned more attention to me after reading my articles. After the incident, I was easy to see compassion in her eyes.

The most important thing in my life is my mother, for she is all of me, she is my motivation, she helped me through all my struggles. Without my mother, I can not enjoy this moment of this article right now. My mother took me to this wonderful world. She took me for nine months, she felt very bad, but did not refuse and bore me. My mother has the most positive and important influence on my life. Another reason why my mother is the most important person in my life is that she is always with me when I am happy and I am very sad. She helped me solve my life problems, and she was satisfied with the few good things I did. I helped myself on the first day of birth. She feeds me; she did not sleep too much, just to make me feel comfortable.

When my mother was sleeping during the day, I went from room to room wearing tennis shoes. I close all doors, cabinets, and windows. My mother's mother, a woman with eyes that looks good on gray hair, like to whisper tobacco smoke as whispering. "Everyone at home has a problem," She stared at me, her eyes broke me "" You need to be imprisoned "