Mothers Day Essay Drop of milk being born into the world. Until this until I can remember growing up as well. Memories old That will never disappear. Even now the feeling is still brewed in the heart. Like flowers that bloom all the time. Will never wilt or decays with time. Similar wet cooling water when thirsty. The sense that it is something special beyond words. However, the water shall be sweet juicy warm milk in the mind of a refined mind. The child's mother was drinking and grow. Embrace the road preservation bond that links between each other. Tell a love supreme for anyone to get. Until the early pace of life with the force of pure milk. Two tiny feet are not confident stride throughout the Tasmanian technical difficulties even a short time, two hand warmer sustain the fragile body to stand up again. Then milestone was passed well. So tired I sleep, eat, drink milk. Second hand waving blown cold to cool all the time. I sleep Will protect it from being attacked by anything. The naughty little boy growing up all the time. Butterfly fly waving the savanna. Vast fields Ledge hanging dimly shining night Two mouth repeatedly warned to beware teaching. Lift small branches have sent him home hungry so hot sauce fragrant rice. Cucurbit dishes to eat until your stomach. Mom tired Sweat that runs along the front, suddenly the ground. But the smile did not disappear from the face of beauty in the eyes of this child. Time passes so quickly technicians. Today, it seems nothing will change over time. Healthy body Flesh that shine Start wrinkles From weak to me But one thing remains unchanged and it is a concern that is always on. Like a chain strap of a dream, with the dual goal of being the same. It's time again to face the outside world, the need to work for themselves, take care of yourself with a notice of her. Still lingers in the mind of the child. I'll never forget the words taught to the mother said. Labor, fatigue fatigue than one minute. Out of the mother, it is strong enough to fight back in the days ahead. I do not know the future as well. Important step and the first step that parents give to it. Will force you to move forward in the future. Drop of milk white distilled from the heart of the mother is in the blood of children, never. Decays to dilute it. But it is still circulating in the body of the child at all times. Forward as a reminder of the grace of life. Thoughts of the warm day.
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