Today is Mothers Day. I know some of my classmates are going to help their mothers with the housework, others .are going to buy some flowers for their mothers. I want to say to her that I love her very much. But as a boy, it is a bit difficult for me to show my heart. I think only girls can do that.
My mother is very kind. She takes care of me day and night.
She spends little money, but buys anything for me that I need.
This time I must show my love. I am going to give her a card and write like this, I love you, mother! I am going to put it under her pillow.
Dear Mum,
Such is sons nature; I really do not know how to express my thanks to you. However, I can imagine, on the day 18 years ago, when you gave birth to me, what a complex feeling you had. In the past few years, every day you struggle me up in the morning and prepare breakfast for me, then in the afternoon, you always welcome your only son with delicious foods after a days hard work. Now your son has been 18 and will go to university soon, like a bird is leaving its parents. Nevertheless, your footprints on my heart will never ever fade and I love you mum!
your son
In the early morning, my sister went out and brought home a bunch of pretty flowers. Right after my mother got up out of bed, we said Happy Mothers Day! to her and gave her the flowers. My mother was very happy; she smiled and said, How wonderful the flowers look! Thank you! Also, we told her we were going to do all the housework for our beloved mother, and she could take a rest for a day. In the beginning, we were excited about all the work we can do at home. Before long, we found that the housework seemed to be endless, There was cooking and washing, and cleaning to do, and there was shopping to do, too . During the dinner hour, the kitchen seemed so busy. My father was making a salad, my sister was baking a pie for dessert, and I was washing rice and vegetables, and there were many other things to do. Finally, the dinner was ready; it was two hours behind the usual schedule. The food was not as delicious as my mothers. Nevertheless, my mother and father enjoyed it, and felt very proud of their daughter and son.
