<p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(237, 35, 8);"> When I was a little baby, my mother always accompanied me and took good care of me, fearing that I would get hurt somewhere.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(255, 138, 0);"> When I slowly grew into a child, my mother was always very strict, but I knew everything that she did was for me.whenever i had a question, she would answer me.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);"> Now I am a teenager, my mother's demands are becaming more and more.But sometimes she loses her temper, but I undersand she sharp-tongued and tender-hearted. Every time she quarreled with me, she would blame herself and shed tears silently. </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(57, 181, 74);"> </span><span style="color:rgb(22, 126, 251);">I know that my mother love is not obvious, it is hidden in small details.Both my mom and I are not good at experessing our love.We never say "I love you" to eachother,but in the eyes, in the heart, love is everywhere.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(176, 79, 187);"> Now I just want to say I love you, mom!</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(1, 1, 1);"> ——Bai Xinyi</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="color:rgb(1, 1, 1);"> 9.9</span></p>