如果你要问我，世界上最伟大的是谁?爱因斯坦?爱迪生?居里夫人?……不，这时候，这些熟悉的字眼将一一抛在我的脑后。而“母亲”这两个字会使我脱口而出。
母亲就像一片片默默无闻奉献的绿叶。她把自己的儿女——鲜花从含苞欲放到竞相开放，都时时刻刻衬托着，无微不至关照着。儿女们需要什么，绿叶就送来什么，他们吮吸着母亲的乳汁一天天地长大，开出色泽鲜艳、浓淡相宜的花朵。
母亲就像一只鸟。她带领着自己人的儿女遨翔在慰蓝的天空，即使你还没学会飞，有一百次的跌倒，有一百次摔破细嫩的皮肉。母亲也要付出她一点一滴的血汗，使你一百零一次地站起来，飞完一生的旅途。
母亲就像一个安慰天使。每次当我做错了事，第一个知道的是母亲，而第一个使我得到忏悔的也是母亲。受批评时，她那严厉的眼神教会了我许许多多的道理。事情的来龙去脉就像一阵风，转眼间，我又破涕为笑了母亲就像一个时时刻刻离不开劳动的清洁工。扫把、抹布、拖把……在她手上甩也甩不开。每次回来，展现在我眼前的是一个美丽可爱的家，污垢不见了，灰尘跑掉了，而妈妈的手却一天比一天粗糙。为此，我感到心疼、内疚、自责……
岁月的流逝在我眼前擦肩而过，在母亲的辛勤哺育下，我已经长出了丰满的羽毛，学会了许多本领，懂得了数不尽的道理。母亲那额头上深深的皱纹日益增长，是她辛勤耕耘的见证。母亲给于了我太多太多的爱，这爱也曾使我产生许多荣耀，许多骄傲……
母亲，您所做的一切是为的是什么，我早已在内心深深地知道。女儿将要告别您飞上云霄，去求得更好的知识与经验，在成长的大道上直奔自己的理想和您的殷切希望，世以取最优异的成绩来报答您——伟大的母亲!
天下母亲以一双勤劳智慧的双手，一颗善良的心创造了一个完美的世界。母爱永在我心中!
If you want to ask me, the world's greatest Who are we? Einstein? Edison? Marie Curie? ... ... No, this time, these words will be familiar with the 11 left in my back. And "Mother," I blurted out the word will.
Mother like a piece of green leaves unknown dedication. Her sons and daughters of their own - to compete含苞欲放flowers from opening up the background all the time, and care in every possible way forward. What children need, what brought on the green, they suck the mother's milk growing up day by day, opened the brightly-colored, shading affordable flowers.
Like a mother bird. She led the children of their own people travel in the comfort Xiang blue sky, even if you have not learn to fly, there are a hundred times by the fall, there are a hundred times摔破delicate flesh. Her mother have to pay bit by bit of sweat and toil, so that a hundred years and once you stand up and flying after a lifetime journey.
Like a mother comforting angel. Every time when I err, the first to know of the mother, and the first so that I get is the mother of repentance. Subject to criticism, her eyes sternly taught me so many reasons. A gust of wind in the dark like a blink of an eye, I破涕为笑always like a mother can not do the cleaning work. Broom, rags, mops ... ... in her left hand also can not be thrown. Each came back to show in front of me is a beautiful lovely home, missing dirt, dust off, and her mother's hands are getting rough. To this end, I am distressed, guilt, self-blame ... ...
The passage of time passed before my eyes, the hard-feeding mothers, I have the fullness of the feathers grow and learn a lot of skills, know a number of different reasons. Mother's deep furrows on his forehead growing, is the witness of her hard work. My mother too much in love, this love I have had many glory, many proud ... ...
Mother, what are you doing for what, I already know deep in his heart. Daughter will have to bid farewell to the clouds you fly to get a better knowledge and experience in the growth of straight road on their own ideals and your fervent hope that the world in order to get the most outstanding achievements to repay you - the great mother!
The world the wisdom of the mother to a pair of hard-working hands, a good heart to create a perfect world. Yung love in my heart!
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