母爱如夜灯明亮,指引前行的路程;母爱如冬日暖阳,照耀倦怠的身躯;母爱如晨露甘甜,滋润疲惫的心田。沐浴在母爱永恒的光辉里,就这样慢慢地长大。——题记我的母亲,是一个很朴素的人,从不化妆,从不打扮自己。母亲的个子不高,相貌倒是不错。远处看去,圆圆的脸盘,一头黝黑的头发格外显眼;近看,她的一双大眼睛像水晶一样发光透明,脸上虽有点儿痘痘,但母亲在我心中仍是最美的。那是初冬的早晨,窗外飘起鹅毛大雪,还有一层厚厚的雾,阴暗的天空使人恐慌、害怕。我在温暖的被窝里隐约听到妈妈 Maternal love is such that the nightlights are bright, guiding the way forward; maternal love is like a warm sun in winter, and it shines like a burned body; maternal love is like a sweet morning dew, nourishing a tired heart. Bathed in the eternal glory of maternal love, it slowly grew. - Inscription My mother is a very simple person who never wears makeup and never dresses herself. The mother is not tall and looks good. Looking from a distance, a round face, with a darkened hair, was particularly noticeable; at close-up, her large eyes were transparent and crystal-like. Although my face was a bit acne, my mother was still the most beautiful in my heart. It was the early winter morning. There was heavy snow and mist outside the window. There was a thick layer of fog. The dark sky made people panic and afraid. I vaguely heard my mother in warm blankets