Beautiful notes

Know how to feel, understand, know how to repay. -- inscription

The wind blows my face, let me feel the warmth, harmony! Beautiful notes in the air with the wind dancing "do, ri, mi" are out, played a mother's love movement, a warm flow into my heart, moistening me, affecting me. Let me feel the mother's touch, see the mother's kind smile. These images float before my eyes. Scattered 'tell a mother's love. The air was instantly still, and only the words could not be finished, and the thick maternal love filled the air. At this moment, I deeply felt the warm air of maternal love.

Mom wasn't just us. She had a career, friends. Sometimes she may have snubbed us and not put us in the first place in everything, but as children, we should choose to understand her and understand her hard work. To always know that the greatness of love is to feel, find and understand. Understanding is a kind of cultivation, choose understanding, is generous. We have to understand: from the moment we were born, my mother gave me the most perfect thing in the world: the hope of life. Born, she assumed the responsibility, as far as possible to do the duties of the mother, can not be perfect. So we should choose the benefits of understanding! It gave her a moral support! Invincible!

"Who said inch grass heart, reported three Chunhui" experienced 14 years of wind and rain, we thrive, from a can not talk, can not walk the baby, then to the fun of the young, and finally to the moment of the youth. We bear the joys and sorrows, feel the expectations of life. And the mother's white hair has reflected in our eyes, it is particularly dazzling. Mother has gradually grown old for us. At this age, we can't do many things for our mother, but there are some small things we should serve. Share some housework with your mother, prepare a little surprise for Mother's Day or her birthday... Let mother get a little comfort...

When I was young, I always asked my mother for it, and when I grow up now, we should understand the hard work of my mother. Return the mother's selfless care, but also to understand her, do not lose your temper, to appreciate the gratitude.

In return, it is the good character inherited from our country for more than 5,000 years, and now our generation should continue to carry forward! Free learning Net to give back to those who give to us!

When she was born, she was green, full of energy and hope. She grew quietly on the branch, as bright and dazzling as her companions, and as green as a drop of water. Gradually she grew tired of hugging the mother tree, and the outside world was drawing her moths to the fire.

The summer wind is very warm, she thought, and when the time comes, she feels that the warm wind will satisfy her requirements and take her around the beautiful world. However, she never succeeded in persuading Xia Feng. On the contrary, Xia Feng said many unforgettable words to her: "It is time for you to become a fallen leaf." Cherish what you have now, for you will miss it in the future." But she wouldn't listen. She thinks Summer wind is lying to her. She spent all day in the branches of the mother tree. What does she have? It was only when the wind blew that she could see different colors. She was apparently shackled and put in this green prison. She refused.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the outside world becomes more and more lonely. Autumn wind is very cold, often blow, often let her make a cold "rustling" sound. She still remembered, she still remembered her original desire, even though she was afraid of the autumn wind, she was still willing to fight for a chance. To her surprise, the autumn wind took her away from the branch without saying anything. At that moment, she was ecstatic. She had never felt so relaxed. She's never been in this situation before. The autumn wind carried her to kiss the petals and touch the butterflies. She also observed scattered traces in the soil. Flowers and yellow leaves on the ground, but she did not want to think about them.

It was very cold and she became thirstier and thirstier. She was too thirsty to take it any longer. Qiu Feng said to her for the first time, "Where do you want to go this time?" She said, "The pond." She knew her body had changed and she wanted to see what she looked like now. She saw an ugly mirror-like figure on the water: yellow, wrinkled like a thin sheet of paper.

She lost her former pride. She fell into a pond and could no longer fly. Her body was rotting and in pain. Only then did she realize that she had the wind and the sun and the mother tree to nourish her. All these things are precious.

Once high in the branches, now dispersed in the pond. The moment of the fall left passers-by with a glimpse and infinite regret.

May you never forget your first heart and cherish your gift.

Falling leaves signify the process of life. Looking at the floating leaves, I don't know what it has lost, but I know what I need to do.