My mother
My mother is my first teacher.All the memories of childhood are connected with my mother.I can still remember clearly the days when she told me stories,plated games with me and taught me children's song.But in my deepest impression, only her busy shadow.
Early in the morning,she gets up.First she clears up the entie house.Then she starts to cook the meal.After we get up,breakfast is ready. Folding bedclothes is my own business. But she would like to do it for me so that i cannot be late for class. She is always keeping herself busy. Even late into the night,she devotes herself to doing some sewing or washing for the whole family. All our clothes are very clean and tidy.
I know I will devote all my life to love my mother.