Motherly love is like the sea?

What do you mean, father loves mountain and mother loves sea?

Father's love for children is as broad and heavy as a mountain, while mother's love for children is as broad and inclusive as the sea.

Father's love is like a mountain, and maternal love is like the sea.

"Father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like the sea", a filial diary written by children all over the world. Author he,

Summary: The most unbearable deep pain in life is that when you will be able to repay your parents, they have passed away. As the saying goes, "Children should support themselves, not their relatives." This is why after the publication of Filial Piety Can't Wait, the author went on to compile Father's Love as a Mountain and Mother's Love as a Sea. Father's love is like a mountain, and maternal love is like the sea. It is a sequel to "Filial Piety Can't Wait", and its response and agitation are the deepest sighs and gratitude of filial sons and daughters in the world. If filial piety can't wait, it is the author's inner call; Then "Father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like the sea: a filial diary written by children all over the world" is the response of children all over the world. Because of the mother's departure, in the regretful reflection, tears turned into diaries, recording the mental journey of guarding, commemorating and recalling, which made people cry.

What do you mean, father loves mountain and mother loves sea?

A mother's love is soft as water, but a father's love is deep and steady. Motherly love is often praised for exposure, while fatherly love is like a deep pool on the bottom of the sea, which seems to be forgotten. The children's falling and crying earned their mother's comfort and persuasion. My father doesn't care. Mothers will try their best to meet their children's endless demands, while fathers will refuse or even scold them. Father's love is rough but delicate, while mother's love is soft but can't be relied on. Father loves mountains and mother love the water.

Under the same conditions, will enterprise job fairs discriminate against girls?

Don't! There really isn't. I would never lie to you. I am surrounded by living examples.

What do you mean, father loves mountain and mother loves sea?

"Father's love is like a mountain and maternal love is like the sea" means that father's love is as steady as a mountain and maternal love is as tolerant as the sea.

Motherly love is like the sea, with feelings written in the middle.

Motherly love is selfless and never asks for anything in return. Maternal love is ordinary. There's nothing serious about her. Motherly love is great. She works tirelessly for her children. We are used to the nourishment of sunshine and maternal love. While accepting it with a clear conscience, who thought that we should respond to that affection? Without today's maternal love, how can we be happy and fast? ...

A story of maternal love like the sea

A poor and helpless mother raised an excellent son. There must be an extraordinary, touching and tearful experience.

1On July 28th, 1997, An Jinpeng, a senior three student from Tianjin No.1 Middle School, won the gold medal in the 38th International Olympic Mathematics Competition held in Argentina. When the reporter went to a backward rural area in wuqing district, Tianjin to interview the boy of 19 years old, the simple rural boy almost told the story of how his mother raised him and taught him never to give up in tears, which is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. His mother's wise words: "The word' poverty' should not be allowed to delay the children's future. '

1September 5, 997, it was the day when I left home to report to the Mathematics Institute of Peking University. Early in the morning, cooking smoke rose from my shabby farmhouse, and my mother was helping me make noodles. My mother bought this flour from her neighbor with five eggs. Holding the bowl, I cried. I put down my chopsticks and knelt on the ground, tears streaming down my face. ...

My home is in Dayoufa Village, Wuqing County, Tianjin. I have the best and proudest mother in the world. She is 47 years old and her name is Li Yanxia.

My family is too poor. When I was born, grandma fell ill on the kang. At the age of 4, grandpa suffered from bronchial asthma, hemiplegia, and the debts owed by his family increased year by year.

When I was seven, I went to school. My mother borrowed my tuition. But I found that since I went to school, my mother didn't like sitting next to me and watching me study. After a long time, I understand that the more sensible I am, the sadder she is, so she no longer watches me do my homework with a pencil point tied with a stick.

However, my mother has her moments of happiness. Whether it's a big exam or a small exam at school, I can always be among the best, and I always get full marks in math. With my mother's encouragement, the more I learn, the happier I am. I really don't know what is happier than reading.

1June, 994, I was admitted to the famous Tianjin No.1 Middle School, and I ran home ecstatic. But I didn't expect that when I told my family the good news, their faces would be covered with sad clouds. At night, I heard a quarrel outside the house. It turned out that my mother wanted to sell the donkey that had just been pregnant with a pony at home so that I could go to school, but my father resolutely refused. Their words were heard by his seriously ill grandfather, who died forever in a hurry. After grandpa was buried, the family owed thousands of dollars. I won't say anything about studying. I folded the admission notice and stuffed it into the pillowcase, and began to help my mother work in the fields every day.

Two days later, my father and I found the little donkey missing at the same time. Dad asked his mother with a livid face; "Did you sell the donkey? When selling crops and grain in the future, will you push them with your hands and carry them on your shoulders? Can you sell donkeys for Jin Peng for a semester or two? "

That day, my mother cried! She shouted at her father in a fierce voice, "What's wrong with children going to school? Jin Peng's listing in No.1 Middle School is the only one in Wuqing. You can't let poor words delay the baby's future! Even if I push it with my hands and carry it on my shoulders, I will let him learn ... "

The autumn after I went to Tianjin No.1 Middle School, I went home to get my winter clothes. My father, who weighs 80 pounds, is sallow and emaciated, lying on the kang. Dad has intestinal polyps, and the doctor asked him to have an operation as soon as possible. Mom wants to borrow money again, but dad refuses to live or die. He said that all his relatives and friends borrowed it, but who can lend it to me again?

That day, my neighbor also told me that my mother finished the harvest in a primitive and tragic way. She doesn't have enough strength to pick wheat and thresh in the yard, and she doesn't have the money to hire someone to use a thresher. She made them one by one, then dragged them home with a trolley, then spread a plastic cloth in my yard at night, and then beat them on the big stones with both hands ... She cut 3 acres of wheat by herself, so tired that her knees were bleeding.

Before my neighbor finished, I ran home and cried, "Mom, I don't want to study …" Mom knows that you are the most hardworking child! My mother finally drove me back to school, and my father borrowed money for surgery, but the debt at home was 25 thousand! Then, my mother has a way to make me feel at ease reading. In order not to let me go hungry, my mother takes 10 Duoli Road Wholesale 10 Jin instant noodle dregs to my school every month. At the end of every month, my mother always walks 10 miles to Dashahe Township Station with a bulging noodle bag and comes to Tianjin to see me by bus. In addition to instant noodle residue, there is also waste paper my mother asked for from a printing factory in Anping Town, 6 miles away-that is the draft paper I used to do calculus; And a big bottle of soy sauce and salted mustard. ...

I am the only student in Tianjin No.1 Middle School who can't even afford vegetarian food. I ......