Amother'sloveisonourordinarylife,thereisapricelesstreasuremomentwithUs.it'sliketinklespringsandnourishourhearts;itislikethewarmthofthesun,USforces.Itwasamother'slove!Amother'slovewithoutwords.i'veheardofsuchatouchingstory:anoldmothersfrompoormountainousarea,aftertakingcab,carandtrainrollingturn,visitedservingson.Infoodtovisitthecolorfuloldmothertookawhiteclothbag,openedalook,fullofglisteningshelledmelonseed.Whensonsreceivedthepackageshelledmelonseedhandsstartedtrembling,Heseemedtoseeinthedarkorfourweeksofsilence,thevillagershadenteredadream,buthismother,thinbodyonthebed,indimlightmouthfulknockmelonpeel...fullten余斤melonseeds,Howmanynightstoknock!Whenheagainlookedthingisthedisorderedhairbythewind,weather-beatenfacerollingtear--itwasdistressedandhelplesstears!Son"abumpon"TheSoundofMothergotdownonmyknees,deeplyrepent.Thisisnomother,savethesoulofdiseaseintopastewaste!FriendsThinkofourchildhoodmotherof--day,whogotupearlyandsleptlate;everymeal,whoisearly,butimporthastily;everything,whoismostconcernedabout,butnevermind!Weusedtoeat,clothes,alreadyusedthemotherexercisecareandevenusedherconcernandsorrow!WrinklesOnthefaceofthatmotheristheoccurrenceoftwoManehairiswhentheyhadnevergivenattention!Nottomentiontothemothersaidwithdeepfeeling"Thankyou!"Mothergaveuswassomuch,somuch!Amother'slovelikeatree,herdreaminspring,summeragainstherluxuriantfallagainsthermaturewintershethought.Thislovealthoughtheordinary,butinordinarynurturedagreatjob.Heavymother,whocanweighitscomponents,whocanreallypay?Amother'slovewithoutwords,amother'sloveisboundless!

　　母爱在我们平凡的生活中,有一件无价之宝时刻伴随着我们.它像丁冬的泉水,滋养着我们的心田;它像温暖的阳光,给我们前进的力量.它,就是母爱!母爱无言.我听到过这样一个感人的故事:一位来自贫困山区的老母亲,经过乘坐马车,汽车,火车碾转,来探望正在服刑的儿子.在探望者五光十色的食品中,老母亲掏出一个白布包,打开一看,里面全是白花花的瓜子仁.当儿子接过这包瓜子仁时,手开始颤抖,他仿佛看到在黑夜里,四周一片寂静,乡亲们早已进入了梦乡,而惟有他的老母亲,单薄的身躯靠在床头,在昏暗的灯光下,一口一口地磕去瓜子皮.整整十余斤瓜子,要磕多少个夜晚啊!当他再次抬起头,映入眼帘的是被风吹得零乱的头发,饱经风霜的脸上滚动着大颗大颗的泪珠--那是心痛而无奈的泪水!儿子"扑通"一声给母亲跪下,深深地忏悔了.正是这无言的母爱,拯救了一个病入膏荒的灵魂!朋友们,想想我们儿时的母亲--每一天,是谁起得最早,睡得最晚;每顿饭,是谁早早做好,却草草入口;每件事,是谁操心最多,却从不计较!我们像习惯吃饭,穿衣一样,早已习惯母亲的操劳,呵护,甚至习惯了她的忧虑和悲伤!以至于母亲脸上的皱纹是何时出现,两鬃的白发是何时增添的都不曾留意!更别说向母亲深情地说声"谢谢"!母亲给我们的是那么多,那么多!母爱宛如一棵树,春天倚着她幻想,夏天倚着她繁茂,秋天倚着她成熟,冬天倚着她沉思.这份爱虽然平凡,却在平凡中孕育出一份惊人的伟大.沉甸甸的母爱啊,有谁能掂量出它的分量,又有谁能真正报答?母爱无言,母爱无涯!