The wind is the gentleness of the dandelion, like a tireless mother, sowing the hope of life over and over again. She has no complaints, maintaining the kindness and innocence of a child; She is happy to give this warmth to her children. She doesn't ask too much, she just hopes that the children she cares for can flourish, can bear the seeds of life, and can travel again to bear fruit......

Dandelion was born from the warm wind, so the white fluff he wore was so complete, and it contained the tenderness of love. Mother Wind is so caring for him and taking care of him. Let him sway freely in the wind, and grow naughtily, this is love. When he could go on a long journey, Mother Wind gave him another auspicious wind of life, and he traveled along the trail of Mother Wind. When he encountered the pioneering ground of his life, he worked hard and bore the seeds of his life. and then handed it over to Mother Wind to continue the chapter of love that never ended......

Isn't our mother the tireless mother of the wind, and we are the seeds of the wind - dandelions. We asked so much for our mother, and she gave us so much. She has no complaints, she also maintains the kindness and innocence of a child, and is happy to give this warmth to her children. Our mom is the sweetest person!

When we were born, she had the most painful of births, and she had no complaints. For her husband, she is a qualified wife; For babies who have just given birth, she gives life, and she is the mother who loves herself the most. Raise us, from childhood to adulthood! During this period, no matter how willful we are and how naughty we are, our mother is always full of patience to care for us and love us. But when we make mistakes, she always criticizes us fiercely, and then gives us motherly love in private!

We are growing up, and my mother is getting older. When we were in elementary school, my mother was worried about us; When we went to college, she was worried about us; When we got married, she was worried about us. It can be said that our mother is the one who cares about us the most. Because we are her children!!

I once read a sentence praising mother's love: Mother's love is the purest and most pollution-free love! In fact, a mother's love is a love that will never deteriorate!

I love my mother!

When we were running around alone, she was there silently thinking about us; When we are unhappy and sad, when we are emotionally frustrated, she will feel distressed, this is the deep feeling of mother and son! The mother paid her whole life to her children and husband, but most of them were still her children.

When we are sad, when we are hurt, there is still her to comfort us. When she is hurt, when she is sad, who cares and loves?

Mother, Mother!