生活中总有一些东西，是岁月所消融不了的。

我在母亲节即将来临时，欲将我的感恩之情述于纸上献给你——我的妈妈。我家是“严母慈父”。母亲自小对我严格要求，从我学写字起母亲就伴随着。当我将写得自认为整齐的字交给母亲看时，她却将它撕毁让我重新写过；当父亲见幼小的我难过得哭起来，向母亲说情时却被回绝。我只好含泪将字认真地写着。在我上一年级时每当老师表扬我的字写得工整，我才体会母亲的苦心。

在我成长道路上，正是无私奉献的母爱，教我用心去关爱他人，关爱社会，让我懂得用爱心去拥抱真善美的生活。每次，当我生病住院时母亲总是守在我的身边照顾我。不顾疲倦的身体，又赶回单位上班。可我总是在抱怨母亲的严厉，常常怀疑她是不是后妈。母亲总是笑着回答说：“好啊，那你还不去找你亲妈去。”其实每当我说这句话时，总是在伤母亲的心，可我并没认识到。星期天，我在和教我英语的大学生姐姐交谈着，告诉她母亲对我种种严厉的要求。

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姐姐告诉我她小时候父母对她的教育，在她小时候也非常憎恨父亲的严厉。也常常怀疑自己是抱来的，当她以高分考进大学后才认识到父亲深深的爱。当她获得华侨大学学生英语比赛一等奖时，回家将奖杯和鲜花献给了父亲。父亲还是要求她继续努力，不要骄傲。和姐姐交谈后，我深思着：“是啊！从不把爱说出口，却将爱播撒于生活每块土壤中的人是父母。”想到这些，我就后悔对母亲的态度。在母亲节来临之际，我要对母亲深深的祝福。把爱献给你——妈妈，祝你身体健康，工作顺利！

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There is always something in life that cannot be lost in time.

On mother's day, I want to present my gratitude to you on paper -- my mother. My family is "the mother of strict mother". My mother was strict with me, from my mother to my mother. She tore it up and let me write it again when I wrote it to my mother. When my father saw the young I was sad to cry, but was rejected when I was talking to my mother. I had to write with tears in my eyes. I felt my mother's pains when my teacher praised my handwriting on the first grade.

When I was growing up on the road, a mother's love of selfless dedication, teach me to love others and love, let me know how to use love to embrace the true life. Every time, when I was ill in hospital, my mother always stood by me and took care of me. Regardless of the tired body, back to work. But I always complain about my mother's sternness and often wonder if she is a stepmother. The mother always smiled and replied, "well, you're not going to go to your mother." Actually, when I say this, I always hurt my mother's heart, but I don't realize it. On Sunday, I was talking to my sister who taught me English, and told her my mother's strict demands on me.

My sister told me that she hated her father when she was a child and hated her father very much when she was a child. She often doubted that she had come, and when she got into college with high marks, she realized that her father was deeply in love. When she won the first prize in the English competition of overseas Chinese university, she went home to give the trophy and flowers to her father. My father asked her to keep trying, not to be proud. After talking with my sister, I thought to myself, "yes! Never say love is an outlet, but it is a parent to sow love in every soil of life." Thinking of this, I regret my attitude toward my mother. On mother's day, I want to give my mother a deep blessing. I dedicate my love to you -- mom, I wish you good health and good work!