A mother's love is like the morning dew, fresh and crystal clear; A mother's love is like a plum blossom in the cold winter months, with a light fragrance; A mother's love is like a colorful book, give you endless spiritual strength; A mother's love is like a bottle of wine, lasting and fragrant.
It was a late winter night. It was snowing heavily outside. The wind was blowing hard. And my home cabin is warm and comfortable, I was doing my homework, suddenly I think of the morning please mother to help me buy art supplies, I went to the living room to hold my mother asked, mother first froze, and then hesitantly said: "I... I seem to have forgotten to buy it." I let my hand down slowly. "What am I going to use tomorrow?" I tore my heart to roar, I picked up the water cup to the ground, my mother was frightened, hurriedly said to me: "Don't be angry, I will buy you."
The bigger the snow, the stationery shop is so far away from my home, my mother was not healthy...... Outside the window, my mother is moving forward step by step in the cold wind, with her hands tightly in her pockets and her body tight together... Looking at the back of my mother, I could not help but feel sad.
Eight o 'clock, nine o 'clock, ten o 'clock... As time goes by, it also touches my heart. Distraught and restless, I put on my coat and ran out of the house to find my mother. Dark night, the wind convolved with snow beat my face, the whole world is hazy. A figure came into view, head deeply burrowed into the scarf, hands tightly clasped the pockets, as if afraid to drop. "Mom, Mom..." I shouted at my mother, who excitedly lifted the bag high, "Daughter, look at the watercolor dye!" When I took the watercolor dye at that moment, my mother's hand was cold to the bone, but the watercolor dye box was so warm. A plum blossom on the box is blooming brightly under the snow, like a mother, no matter how wayward her child is, the mother always welcomes her with full love and embraces her. My mother and I walked home hand in hand, our hearts are closer, this winter snow day is no longer cold.
The dribs and DRBS of a mother's love are like pure nectar, nourishing my heart and growing up with me happily!
母爱如清晨的甘露sweet dew； [材] manna；，清新晶莹剔透；母爱如寒风冬腊月的一朵梅花，泛着淡淡的清香faint scent；；母爱如一本丰富多彩的书，给你无穷的精神力量；母爱如一坛酒，历久弥香。
那是一个隆冬的夜晚，屋外正下着大雪，风呼呼地吹着。而我家的小屋里in house； wife；却温暖而舒适，我正在写作业，突然我想起早上拜托request sb. to do sth.；妈妈帮我买美术用品，我跑到客厅抱着妈妈索要，妈妈先是一愣，然后吞吞吐吐地说：“我……好像忘记买了。”我的手慢慢地放了下来，“那我明天用什么呀！”我撕心裂肺地吼叫着，我拿起水杯cup； water glass；向地下扔，妈妈吓坏了，慌忙地对我说：“你别生气，我这就给你买去。”
雪越下越大，文具店离我家这么远，妈妈本来身体就不好bad； no good； no chop；……窗外妈妈正在寒风中一步一步地向前挪着，手紧紧closely； tightly； firmly；地放在口袋里，身体紧缩在一起……望着妈妈远去的背影，我不由得一阵心酸。
8点、9点、10点……时间一点点流逝的同时，也牵动着我的心。我心急如焚，心里烦躁不安，穿上外套，奔出家门，找妈妈。漆黑的夜里，狂风卷积着积雪snows； [水文] snow cover； accumulated snow； accumulation of snow； snow mantle；拍打着我的脸，整个世界一片朦胧。一个身影映入眼帘，头深深地钻埋进围巾里，双手紧紧closely； tightly； firmly；地搂着口袋，生怕掉了似的。“妈妈，妈妈……”我高声呼喊着扑向妈妈，妈妈兴奋地高高提起袋子，“女儿，你看水彩染料！”当我接过水彩染料的那一刻，妈妈的手冰冷入骨，可是水彩染料盒却是如此的温暖。盒子上的一朵梅花正在大雪下开得鲜艳绚丽，如同一位母亲，无论自己的孩子有多么任性，母亲总是以饱满的爱迎接她、包容她。我和妈妈手拉手走回家return home； be home； go home；，我们的心靠的更近了，这个冬雪日不再寒冷。
母爱的点点滴滴，都如同清纯pure；的甘露sweet dew； [材] manna；，滋润我的心田，伴我快乐成长！
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