Viết một đoạn văn nói về người mẹ của mình bằng tiếng Anh

In recent days, Saigon on rainy, raining profusely, like the sound of rain felt young, tormented by the earth and sky will be no end. Leads like rain, should sugar gradually turns into River Saigon.

Between heaven and earth scene was dark, we see a lot of scenes and touched warm to strangers. Including a mother image, between the simmering rains, flooded the wheel, trying amphibious vehicle stalled and push forward, trying to keep their children dry. The image was made for anyone to look at and see the vastness of motherhood.

Maternal love is the love a mother for her child, since the child was not yet time for Mother figurative prose hands blindly. His affection is unconditional, no mother who takes the time to think about his future by signaling how, just grow up healthy children is enough.

When young girls can sometimes weak, coddle or even choanh Choe. But when was the mother, maternal love for her will power to tough, resilient because what stands out where the wind and waves, by children's all. Can be said that motherhood is not a simple emotion, but soft power, is the miracle of the human race.
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Maternal love to the women in a natural way. The moment they know you're bringing in a little beings who are in their hearts will arise suddenly feel loved and protected his creatures. Spiritual emotion was not visible as food, clothing everyday but without it, must have any children can not grow up integrity.

When I was young poet, toddlers learning to talk, the mother will stand to give shelter to children, preventing the turbulent life, gave me a peaceful childhood, warm. Then when I grow up step by step in life, she was always in the back quietly watching over me and even though I had nowhere to go far, just turned around, she was always there for her mother's house, is love.

Maternal love are synonymous with the infinite tolerance. Whatever mistakes I have nothing away, though the whole world has turned to children, the mother is ready to hug me in your heart, forgive you all. We can see an image of the silver-haired mother euphoria, broken, bent down to portable hand-arm diligently to bring these children to visit prisons sins unintentionally.

Maternal love was the sacrifice. We can see examples of overcoming difficulties, the poor rural students passed valedictorian, salutatorian of universities, but many people find that it's behind the mud legs covered hands mother, sold the land , back to the sun, every penny earned as a child to school.

And how many women out there, who can enjoy a comfortable life, affluence but hardy workers to earn money to give children a better future. The sacrifice of the mother and no one could describe in words, as the poet wrote:

Foolish earthly language too / Sao filled two hours: Mom.

Maternal love is not only raising the child grew and also help the more mature women, teaching them how to live selfless, selfish, knows suppressing his favorite to win it all for children, teaching them to live omen static, live strong to set an example, as a shield for lifetime little baby.

Much as I love you, but not always understand where his mother's womb, also known as the mother loves her child injured. Like the other children in the picture, wide-shouldered youth strength to his mother so that wading between the pouring rain.

In life there are not many better than that. They blend trench, they ungrateful to the level of student. Just a mother's words aloud makes them angry enough to leave, as the mother of the constant worry.

But disloyalty especially when mom mother who sacrificed everything, trying every day to take care of us that we again lazy, did not have to study, work, mothers, only lived alone. Such people know how truly deplorable.

And there are those who in spite of her mother's birth and rearing, just as part of poverty that is responsible for their negligent mother.

"I do not blame the parents is difficult, dog owners impeccably poor", those responsible mother like that, did not deserve the father of affection for them.

I myself am also angry at her mother. But when a little more grown up, I understood his mother had sacrificed so much for so long. So every day I try to learn, so much support his mother. Can I not be happy, but my mother could certainly happy mother every day.

Mother can not be the best thing in the world but I will tell you the best thing that mothers have. Maternal love so great, so I hope that anyone will get joy, happiness and love adequately from their children.

And: "Who mother motherhood please do not cry. Do not get upset over her eyes, hear? ".

My mother is the one who I love most in my life. For what she’s done, she deserved with the whole world. My mother is a 43-year-old household wife. She’s tall, slim and especially she has a beautiful long black hair. She always smile thus everyone consider her a friendly person. My mom loves every members of the family with all her heart. She agreed to be a household woman instead of working out. My mother takes care of the household chorces. She wakes up earliest in the morning and goes to bed latest in the night. And during the day, she’s very busy. I remember once when my mother got sick so nobody did the house work and everything went to crazy. From then, my father and I join hand to help mother whenever we have free time. She’s really happy about that. When I was a kid, mom taught me to play piano at each weekend. I still remember the songs which includes many childhood’s experiences. Not only taught me to play piano, she also taught me to be a better human. I love the moral stories that she told me before I fell asleep every night. We’re really appreaciate mother’s effort, patient and her hard work to conserve the family’s happiness. My mother is an indispensable part of my life. When I grow up, I want to be a woman like her.
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Dịch: Mẹ tôi là người mà tôi yêu quý nhất trong cuộc đời này. Với những gì đã làm, bà xứng đáng có cả thế giới. Mẹ tôi là một bà nội trợ 43 tuổi. Bà cao, ốm và đặc biệt bà có một mái tóc dài đen rất đẹp. Bà lúc nào cũng cười vì vậy mọi người nhận định bà là một người thân thiện. Mẹ tôi yêu quý tất cả các thành viên trong gia đình bằng cả trái tim. Bà đồng ý trở thành một người nội trợ thay vì ra ngoài làm việc. Mẹ tôi chăm lo tất cả công việc nhà. Bà là người dậy sớm nhất vào buổi sáng và đi ngủ muộn nhất vào buổi tối. Và trong ngày, bà rất bận rộn. Tôi nhớ có một lần mẹ tôi bị bệnh mà không ai làm công việc nhà và mọi thứ rất lộn xộn. Kể từ đó, bố và tôi cùng chung tay giúp mẹ làm việc nhà bất cứ khi nào chúng tôi có thời gian rảnh. Mẹ tôi rất vui về điều đó. Khi tôi còn bé, mẹ dạy tôi chơi piano vào mỗi dịp cuối tuần. Tôi vẫn còn nhớ những bài hát chứa đựng những kỷ niệm tuổi thơ. Không chỉ dạy tôi chơi đàn mẹ còn dạy tôi trở thành một người tốt. Tôi rất yêu thích những câu chuyện đạo đức mà mẹ kể cho tôi nghe mỗi tối trước khi đi ngủ. Chúng tôi trân trọng những nỗ lực, kiên nhẫn và công việc mệt mỏi của mẹ để giữ gìn hạnh phúc gia đình. Mẹ tôi là một phần không thể thiếu trong cuộc đời của tôi. Khi tôi lớn lên tôi muốn trở thành một người phụ nữ như bà.

My mother is a teacher, and her name is Thanh. She is 40 years old. She is tall and slim, and she has bright skin with long black hair. She is a very nice and friendly person. Her students always give her compliments, and they love to study with her. Every day, she wakes up at 6 o’clock to cook breakfast for me, and then she goes to school. She teaches Math at a secondary school, and she is a very good teacher. She comes back home at 5 o’clock in the afternoon, and I help her to make dinner. Her hobbies are reading books, listening to music, and doing shopping. At the weekend, she usually goes to the mall to buy something she likes, and I really enjoy going with her. She is a good mother who always takes care of the family, and I love her so much.