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ed my best to sweep, sweep, sweep. After sweeping, you will find that the ground bees clean. If you see it, you must not have the heart to step on it for fear of getting dirty. What’s the second job? Of course: massage. Don’t you understand what I mean? Massage means: knead your mother’s muscles and bones, relieve the pressure and make her more fortable. I began to work. First, I began to pinch from my mother’s shoulder. Pinch, pinch, pinch. I asked my mother, “is it fortable?” Mom smiled and said, “fortable. As long as you pinch it, it’s fortable.” My heart is sweet, like eating honey. Looking at my mother’s happy smile, I also smiled. My mother said, “this is the happiest mother’s day in my life.” Maternal love is boundless. Maternal love is the greatest love in the world. I love my mother and wish mothers all over the world a happy holiday. Mother’s Day is ing soon. I decided to give my mother a gift. So I found a piece of cardboard, two Christmas hats and two balls. First, I cut out two circles from the cardboard and stick them on the paper with a glue stick. Then, I drew eyes and mouth on the paper. In this way, the head has been made. Then, I took an egg, chiseled a small hole on it, and poured the egg yolk and egg white into the bowl. Then, I poured candle oil into the egg, and then stuck the head and egg with a glue stick. In this way, a tumbler has been made. I made the second tumbler in two ways, and soon made it. Then I cut a piece of cardboard into a heart shape, which said: Mom, I love you. Then connect the heart shape between the two tumblers, and then put the tumbler on the table. Behind it, I made a gift box, drew a picture and put it in it, waiting for my mother to go home. At noon, my mother came home from work. I quickly gave my mother a gift and said, “Mom, I wish you a happy mother’s Day!” The mother said happily, “thank you. You are really a good child who is filial to your parents.” Hearing my mother’s praise, I felt happy. As the saying goes: “who says an inch of grass heart, report the three spring rays”. Today is mother’s day, a festival worthy of celebration and a festival to thank mother. May, spring is bright。 In May, flowers bloom in spring。 When I failed in the exam, my mother would not blame me, but help me with my homework. I shed tears. Tomorrow, I must make breakfast for my mother. The next morning, I cooked a bowl of porridge and an egg for my mother, waiting for my mother to wake up. Mom woke up and I quickly hid behind the curtains. Mother came to my room, ready to wake me up. As soon as she came in, her mother saw