When I become a mother

If I were a mother, I would be a patient and warm, gentle mother.

When my child is just born, my first thing is to hold him, revealing a smile, and then kissing him. For my children, I will let go of all the time to accompany him, and care for him in every possible way. I won't get tired by his crying, I won't get bored with his bed-wetting, and I won't be bored to feed him a small bite. I will only listen to his crying tirelessly, and naively think that he greets me in the "fireworks" on the bed, and treats him as a kind of enjoyment. When he grows up, I will teach him to speak like a singer. When he learns to walk, when he wrestles again and again, I will help him over and over again, helping him to try dust and give him care and encouragement.

He went to school, I will care about about him all the time, holding his little hand again and again, like every mother, taking care of him. When I leave, I will see him slowly go away and sitting down in his seat. The teacher praised him, I will take him to eat KFC, buy some toys to reward him, and encourage him to make persistent efforts. If he did something wrong, I wouldn’t scold him, or beat him, or say something bad to hurt his young mind. Instead, he will look at him gently and told him about his experiences and educated him. More is not to blame him but not to educate him. I will promise him, many requests, as long as it suits his age. I will always be with him. When he is happy, I am happy too. When he is sad, I am sad. I will use my hands to make a delicious meal for him. I will not anger him, or tell him about his own sadness. He will only show me the gentle side and show him a sincere smile.

Because I firmly believe that my smile can make him laugh when he is happy, my smile can calm his mood when he is angry, my smile can comfort him with his smile when he is sad. And I will be his friend forever.