Love contains many kinds of taste. A mother to the child's various tastes will let the children learn to strong, learn tolerance, learn to enjoy all the good things.
我们从哇哇啼哭的婴儿长大，谁没经历过心酸事呢？一天，一道数学题把我搞得焦头烂额，凭妈妈想尽一切办法给我讲解，我还是一脸迷茫。妈妈说：“就你这样，还考第一呢？我看还是算了吧！”这句话刺伤了我的自尊心，我振作起来，用尽自己的脑细胞，苦苦思考，最终解开了这道难题。妈妈看到后比我还兴奋。在这件事情上，妈妈用讽刺的方式教我学会忍耐、发奋。这就是母爱的一种味道——酸!
We grew up from the crying baby, who experienced no sad thing? One day, a math problem make me be scorched by the flames, with the mother to go all the way to explain to me, I am still bewildered. Mother said: "you so, also the first test? I can forget it!" It hurts my pride, I cheer up, as your brain cells, thinking hard, finally solved the problem. My mother saw more excited than I am. In this matter, my mother taught me patience, hard with sarcastic way. This is love a taste -- acid!
甜，是母爱的另一种味道：它很轻柔，像一丝春风吹着茵茵小草。当妈妈带我去云南旅游时，我的心中充满了自豪，真想向同学们骄傲地喊一声：“看，我去过祖国的南方！”当妈妈抱着生病的我奔走在去医院的路上时，我就像一只钻在母鸡温暖翅膀下的小鸡。此时我觉得妈妈像一盏明灯照亮了我。这就是母爱中“甜”的味道，它让我明白了享受和感恩。
Sweet, is another taste of love: it is gentle, like a spring breeze blowing the lawn grass. When my mother took me to Yunnan to travel, my heart is full of pride, really want to classmates proudly shouted: "look, I've been to the south of our country!" When the mother holding the sick I am on the way to the hospital, and I am like a drill in the hen warm under the wings of the chicken. At this point I think mom is just like a lamp to illuminate my. This is love in "sweet" smell, it let me understand the enjoyment and gratitude.
母爱还有一种味道，那就是“苦”。奶奶家有一片地，爷爷想种点蔬菜，妈妈为了训练我的生存能力，就让我去帮忙。我干了一下午，腰和腿又酸又痛。可是妈妈一点不心软，还说：“我们小时候拔草、锄地、收麦子样样都干，在家还得帮大人做饭，喂猪。我是想让你多学一点生活本领呀！”我静下心来，仔细一想，觉得这也是一种爱的表达方式。这种爱让我懂得了“责任”与“生存”。
Love is a kind of taste, that is "the bitter". Grandma has a piece of land, Grandpa wanted to grow some vegetables, mother in order to train my ability to survive, let me help. I did a afternoon, waist and leg pain and acid. But mom didn't softhearted, also said: "when we were little weeding, hoeing, wheat all do, had to help adults to cook at home, the pigs. I want you to learn a little more power of life!" I calm down, think carefully, think it is an expression of love. This kind of love let me know how the "responsibility" and "survival".
最后是一种刺激的爱——辣。小时候，妈妈逼我弹琴，我的泪如断线的珠子，虽然如此，妈妈仍铁着心，一遍又一遍地逼着我练，我就是这样被这种“辣”式教育逼到了电子琴九级，它让我学会了顽强和忍耐。
The last is an exciting love -- spicy. When I was a child, my mother forced me to play the piano, my tears like a broken string of beads, though, my mother still iron heart, again and again forced me to practice, I will be the "hot" education pushed to the Electone grade nine, it taught me tenacity and patience.
母爱的四种味道所表达的感情，凝结着母亲对我们的一片爱心，包含着对我们的殷切希望。我们要珍惜这可贵的味道，感恩母爱、感谢伟大的母亲！
Four kinds of taste of love the emotion, the condensation of the mother of our love, include to our ardent hope. We should cherish this precious taste, motherly love Thanksgiving, thanks to the great mother!