每个人的童年都会享受着无尽的爱,在爱中成长。我的童年也是如此幸福快乐。在我眼中,“爱”字的爪字头就像一双温暖的手,是妈妈那双因为干家务活而起了老茧的双手。每天妈妈第一个想到的就是我,并常常为了我忙到深夜。早晨,妈妈用她那双勤劳的手帮我早早地把房间收拾得干干净净,把我的早饭做好,摆在餐桌上；每天下午,妈妈下班后,都拖着疲惫的身子到菜市场买菜,回到家后再给我们做香喷喷的饭菜；接下来,还要扫地、洗衣服……有时,我无意中把瓜子皮掉到地上,妈妈会立刻把它扫干净；晚上, Everyone's childhood will enjoy endless love, grow in love. My childhood is so happy and happy. In my eyes, the head of the word “love” is like a pair of warm hands, and it is the hands of her mother who have had calluses because of their housework. The first thing my mom thought of every day was me, and often I was busy late into the night. In the morning, my mother helped me to clean up the room early with her diligent hands and put my breakfast well on the table. Every afternoon, when her mother got tired from work, she dragged her exhausted body into the vegetable market Buy vegetables, give us home after the fragrant food; next, but also sweeping, washing clothes ... ... sometimes, I accidentally dropped the melon skin to the ground, my mother will immediately sweep it clean; night,