”当你寻见了世界上有一个人,认识你,知道你,爱你都千百倍的胜过你自己的时候,你怎能不感激、不流泪、不死心塌地地容她爱你?”又一次读到冰心老人的这句话,又是一年母亲节。是呀,那个人就是你的母亲,无论她富有还是贫穷,黑发还是白发,只要有你,她就会不遗余力地去爱你。她的爱,就像是一束缤纷多彩的康乃馨,白色的、红色的、紫色的……每一种颜色都代表了一种爱,是你用一生的时间都享不尽的爱。 “How can you not be thankful, not crying, lethally love her when you have found a man in the world who knows you, knows you, loves you a thousand times more than yours?” Once read Bing Xin old man’s sentence, another year’s Mother’s Day. Yes, that person is your mother, whether she is rich or poor, with dark hair or white hair, she will spare no effort to love you if she has you. Her love, like a bouquet of colorful carnations, white, red, purple ... ... Each color represents a love, you have a lifetime of love.