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t walk to a large slope in front of my house, to ride uphill to the home, the mother struggling to ride a bike, i said: xxxmy mother riding a real dont ride up and mother said, xxxill get wet when i e .xxx mother rode slowly and heavily on the slope.when i got home, i wasnt wet at all. but my mother got wet already. i saw my mothers tired figure, and i couldnt help crying.i know, mothers love is priceless.英語媽媽的愛作文作文 媽媽的愛英文作文篇三night after night, she came to tuck me in, even long after my childhood years. following her longstanding custom, shed lean down and push my long hair out of the way, then kiss my forehead.i dont remember when it first started annoying me — her hands pushing my hair that way. but it did annoy me, for they felt workworn and rough against my young skin. finally, one night, i shouted out at her, xxxdont do that anymore —your hands are too rough!xxx she didnt say anything in reply. but never again did my mother close out my day with that familiar expression