(descriptive essay) The person I love

      When I was a curious little girl, I often asked adults everything I did not feel clear to understand. They explained anything to me whenever I asked them. However, when I mentioned about “love”, they just answered : “ it is very hard to define, you will understand when you grow up”.  Time goes by, I go through so many thing , have different views in sensational aspects. I used to belief a lot, love a lot and what I got was the big disappointment in people’ soul. I used to be asked “who do you love?” and my answer used to be: “this guy”, “ that guy”. Now, although I love and loved in returned by an hornest boy, I had enough acknowledgement to understand this kind of love will not last forever. As a result, the person I love now and forever is always my great mother.

      She is a beautiful woman. She has a round face with arc-eyebrow like a rainbow. I always think that what impresses the most is my mother’s eyes. Her eyes have something so difficult and mystery to describe. I still remember one day of my thirteenth, when I came home late for the first time without asking for her permission, I intended to tell a lie because I was so afraid of being punished! However, I could not help telling the truth when I looked at her eyes. Although she is a middle-aged woman, her eyes are so strong , junoesque and her hair always goes down to the shoulder. Having two children, she still has a pretty neat figure because she does exercises everymorning.  

   She is a kind-hearted and erudite woman, this characteristic is written all over her face as the way she deals with people, the way she teaches me how to behave in life. When I was at awkward age, I used to be so oppinionated, I did not realize how wonderful my mother was. She kept silent when I sometimes protected my own opinion and she let me come face to face with reality. After several years, I realized that I was so superficial and she started to teach me at my age of eighteenth. From that time till now, I have received a lot from my mother. When I feel hopeless and want to fall down, she lifts me up, teaches me how to forgive and believe, change me from a shy girl to a confident and optimistic person.  She opens a new world to my mind, she gives me a higher degree in the concepts of altruism, love, mercifulness.

     Living far from my mother, I always remember all the lessons she taught me. I will never forget how she wanted me to treat people as the way I want to be treated, how she wanted me to help people without hoping for any respond. I do not know how to describe my happiness when I have such a great mother in my life, I love her so much and I hope all the children in the world realize how wonderful their mother is.