唐朝诗人孟郊说得好:“谁言寸草心,报得三春晖。”这话一点儿也不假,母亲对我们恩太多了,绝对报答不完。那一次,我终于注意到了母亲对我点点滴滴的爱。那天老师留了一篇关于母爱的作文,我趴在桌子上苦思冥想,平时写作文很流畅的我却怎么也想不起来。妈妈不知在厨房里忙什么,厨具们都叮叮咚咚地跳舞,真希望是杯热奶茶呀!妈妈轻轻 The Tang Dynasty poet Meng Jiao put it well: “Who says inch grass heart, reported three Chunhui.” This saying is not false at all, my mother too much for us, absolutely endless repay. That time, I finally noticed my mother bit by bit of love for me. The teacher left an essay on maternal love that day, I lay on the table thinking hard, usually writing is very smooth, but I can not remember why. Mom I do not know what to do in the kitchen, kitchen utensils are Dingding pounding, I really hope it is cup of hot milk! Mom gently