How should parents write an article about their feelings after reading in the third grade reading festival?
Mom is like the ever-changing "weather", always changing herself because of my performance. When I do well in the exam, my mother's face will show a sunny smile: when I do my homework so-so, my mother will be furious and set off a storm; When I waste my time doing something boring, my mother will talk like a drizzle … but I know that my mother is good for me and loves me.
I remember once, my mother and I were playing badminton. At this moment, I don't know what I stepped on, my foot slipped and I fell down. When I got up from the ground at once, I found a big hole in my beloved Mickey Mouse pants. I'm so sad that I can't bear to throw these pants away.
Mom, what a resounding name. How many days and nights, my mother has been with me, guarding me; How many days and nights, my mother worried about my tomorrow; How many days and nights, my mother cares about me with her loving eyes ... Looking at a few more silver wires on your head, I want to say, "Mom, you have worked hard, I love you!" " "