慈母手中线，游子身上衣。临行密密缝，意恐迟迟归。谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。
The thread in the mother's hand, the jacket of the wandering child. I'm afraid I'll come back later. Who said inch grass heart, reported three Chunhui.
每当读到《游子吟》这首诗时，我总会地潸然泪下。回忆起关于母亲一点一滴的往事，这不正是对伟大母亲的真实写照吗？母亲在我的心目中的地位是其他人无可替代的，她用自己的一言一行为我诠释着什么叫做完美的人，为我成长的道路铺满了鲜花，使前进路上的困难不再变得那样可怕。母亲，她有一颗善良的心，所以在我心目中，她是无愧于贤妻良母这个称号的，总之我的母亲给予了我最无私的爱，它是无穷无尽的，像天上的星星数也数不清。
Whenever I read the poem" wandering son chanting", I always cry. Recalling the little things about mother, isn't this the true portrayal of the great mother? My mother's position in my mind is irreplaceable for other people. With her words and actions, I interpret what is the perfect person, and pave the way for my growth with flowers, so that the difficulties on the way no longer become so terrible. Mother, she has a kind heart, so in my mind, she is worthy of the title of a good wife and mother. In short, my mother gave me the most selfless love, it is endless, like the stars in the sky are countless.
当我脑海中搜索起关于母亲的定位时，总是会不由自主的想到这样一件事：记得那是个暑假的夜晚，我突然发烧到39°左右，浑身发冷，还微微发颤，手中的青筋都显现了出来，母亲看到这一情况后，着实被吓了一跳，当她反应过来后，便连忙把我送到了医院。在医院里值班的医生劝我母亲不用担心，只是身体内炎症过高导致的发烧，打点儿点滴就好了。在医院的期间，母亲无时无刻地陪伴在我的身旁，无微不至的照顾着我，母亲满脸着急的样子让我心疼，我到底何德何能让母亲这样的照顾我？我忽然看到了母亲那白暂的脸上爬满了皱纹，乌黑的头发里藏有几根刺眼的白发，岁月的痕迹无处不在。直到那时，我才明白了，那是“母爱”，那是母亲给予我最无私的爱。
When I search for the location of my mother in my mind, I always think of such a thing: remember that it was a summer night, I suddenly had a fever of about 39 °, I was cold all over, and I trembled slightly, and the blue tendons in my hands appeared. When my mother saw this situation, she was really scared. When she responded, she rushed me to the hospital. The doctor on duty in the hospital advised my mother not to worry. It's just a fever caused by excessive inflammation in the body. Just give a little drip. During my stay in the hospital, my mother accompanied me all the time and took care of me all the time. My mother's worried face hurt me. How can I let my mother take care of me like this? All of a sudden, I saw that my mother's white face was covered with wrinkles. There were several dazzling white hairs in her black hair. The traces of years were everywhere. Only then did I understand that it was" maternal love", the most selfless love my mother gave me.
如今，母亲已经衰老了不少。母亲的手上满是老茧和皱纹，母亲的手经历了世间的沧桑，岁月的沉淀，已经变得不堪驱使了，可在我的心中，它依然是那么的安全，那么的牢固。母亲每每操劳一天，都在无形中给了我无尽的压力。母亲，您的女儿我也在慢慢的长大，从现在开始，就让我这个做女儿的来为你做你曾经为我做过的一切吧。
Nowadays, mother has aged a lot. My mother's hands are full of calluses and wrinkles. My mother's hands have experienced the vicissitudes of the world. The precipitation of the years has become irresistible. But in my heart, it is still so safe and so firm. Every day my mother worked hard, she gave me endless pressure. Mother, I am also growing up as your daughter. From now on, let me be a daughter to do for you what you have done for me.
母亲，我永远爱你，我会让您为我骄傲，以优异的成绩报答您。
Mother, I will always love you. I will make you proud of me and repay you with your outstanding achievements.
