Article 1: every time a mother makes a mistake, her mother yells at me and sometimes beats me, which makes me feel that her mother is not as kind as her father and that her mother doesn't love me, but several things have changed her view of her. I remember once, when I was one o'clock deep, I felt uncomfortable all over and my hands and feet were cold. My mother took my temperature and had a high fever of 40 degrees! Mom hurried to find medicine, but there was no medicine at home. Now it's 1 o'clock and the surrounding clinics are closed. What should I do? Mother was as anxious as ants on a hot pot. It's no use being anxious. You should go to the clinic for an injection as soon as possible. Mom immediately took me on her back and took a taxi to see a doctor. On the way, my mother urged the driver again and again to drive faster. As time passed, I found an emergency hospital and the doctor gave me an injection. The next day I woke up and found that there were still a few drops of sweat on my mother's forehead. My eyes were black and covered with blood. Seeing that I was all right, she smiled happily. " Test, the magic weapon of teachers; Fen Fen, the lifeblood of students! " This score is really the lifeblood of students. What will happen if you don't do well in the exam? One day, the teacher was handing out an English test paper: 'Huang zhewei, 68!' I was shocked, 'how could this happen?' I brought the test paper and stared at the 68 points written in bright red ink. After school, my heart was in a mess. Like a leaf, it was blown here and there by the whirlwind. My head was too heavy to lift. It seems that this time there is no lack of a violent beating, and tears keep turning in my eyes. When I got home, my mother knew about the exam. She not only didn't hit me, but also comforted me: 'it doesn't matter. The key is to know how to work hard and strive for 100 points next time. This is your real gain!' The love of parents is as deep as the sea and higher than the sky! No matter what they do, they love us. There is a folk proverb: a child's birthday is a bitter day for his mother. When our mother celebrates our birthday, do we ever think of the mother who trades disability like pain for our life? I deeply realize that maternal love is the greatest. Maternal love will ferry us to a boat of life without obstacles. When you are helpless, your mother's smile will reflect a light for you! Students, let's remember our mother's kindness and learn to be grateful to our parents! Let mother feel beautiful, beautiful and unforgettable with one word, let her burst into tears, let's say to her mother affectionately: 'Mom, I love you!
Chapter 2: maternal love is a kind smile, a tall beam, a strict requirement and a warm encouragement. My mother is a warm embrace. She often works and wins awards. I envy her very much. My mother is a mother who is considerate to others and does not hurt others. My home is very warm. I love my home, but I love my mother more. I remember one day, I had Nosebleed because I ate too many snacks. I covered my nose and went to my mother and said, 'I have nosebleed.' Mom quickly brought me a paper towel, asked me to raise my head, covered my nose with a paper towel and said, 'baby, does it hurt?' Just this little thing, mom, took care of me so attentively. Not to mention I'm sick, so my mother will take good care of me! Another time I had a fever in the middle of the night. It was a cold winter. I woke up my mother and said I was uncomfortable. My mother touched my head and felt that I had a high fever. Without saying a word, my mother quickly took me to the hospital. The next morning, I came out of the hospital. My mother kept sneezing. I asked my mother what happened. My mother said it was all right. But I felt that my mother also had a fever. I said, 'Mom, you have a high fever, too.' But the mother said, 'why do children care so much!' When I got home, my mother began to have a headache. My father said to take my mother to have a look and let me stay at home. I said I would go too. My father stared at me and I had to sit at home. When my father came back, I asked my mother what happened? Your mother is sick for you! I can't help tears. Look! My mother is like this, regardless of her own body, to take care of others. I want to say to my mother, 'I love you!'
Chapter 3: maternal love I have a happy family. My father and mother care about me in every way. Since I can remember, this family has been full of joy, like a colorful 'kaleidoscope'. In this' kaleidoscope ', the golden maternal love is my most unforgettable. On Thursday last week, when I came home from school that night, my little hands were swollen like carrots. I really don't want to do my homework. I'd better get into the warm quilt and have a good sleep. When dinner was cooked and my mother told me to eat, my hands trembled and I couldn't hold chopsticks. Mother looked very distressed and pulled my hand over and rubbed it hard. But it didn't help. Mother had to untie her coat and put my hand in her warm chest. After a long time, my hands could move flexibly as usual, but I saw my mother's body trembling with cold. I only heard my mother say to herself, 'this can't do. I have to have a pair of cotton gloves...' The clock had struck 8 o'clock. My mother urged me into the quilt, but she opened the wardrobe, sorted out some cotton wadding and cotton cloth, sat kindly on the sofa and sewed gloves with the weak light on the desk. I poked out my head and saw that my mother's mouth still exhaled heat from time to time, 'it's so cold! The temperature in the room cannot be compared with that in the quilt. I shivered involuntarily and said to my mother: & lsquo; What are you sewing? " Look at your little hands. Can you do without gloves? ' Mother said with concern. " I don't like gloves. " Silly boy, go to sleep. " Mother is still sitting on the sofa sewing, sewing, I do not know when, I fell asleep. The next morning, I vaguely opened my eyes and saw a pair of brand-new cotton gloves beside the pillow. I thought: mom must have sewed them late last night. I don't want to wake her up this morning. Let's have a good sleep! I put on my new warm gloves and went to school. At this time, the sun has risen, shining the dazzling sun on the gloves, sending out an endless golden light, which symbolizes the great maternal love like gold.
Chapter 4: maternal love 'silent lips have thousands of words and kind advice thousands of times' indeed, in my daily life, maternal love no longer expresses the most sacred care in the simplest way all the time. It shows an eager look when I am ill; It is a word of encouragement when I am lost; It shows my annoying nagging when I am lazy & hellip& hellip; Mother is a more careful person. In fact, her carefulness is only for me. Every time I prepare to do extracurricular problems, I will find some traces of circles and dots. At first, I didn't think it was strange, because I thought I painted it inadvertently, but later I found something wrong more than once. Once when I was doing my homework, I looked up and suddenly found that all my extracurricular books were missing. I went outside and saw my mother. She was doing the above problem. On the left was an octopus paper covered with numbers, and on the right was some mathematical laws she summarized or English grammar she learned. Only then did I understand why there were some dots in my book; Why can't I? My mother can tell me; Why should the world praise mother. Mother's care is meticulous, not only in my study, but also in my life. When I was a child, I had a particularly poor physique one year. Once my mother was cooking in the kitchen and I was playing in the living room. Suddenly I coughed. When my mother noticed it, she immediately stopped her work and took me to the hospital. Because my voice had the weakest resistance at that time, it was easy to cause colds and other diseases when I spoke with my voice. Mom was taking precautions. When I got to the hospital, after some examination by the doctor, I didn't find anything abnormal. My mother was relieved. On the way home, my mother said to me, 'you must protect your body and have balanced nutrition. Because your illness is what worries me the most. It's better for me to be sick myself. " It was at that time that I learned the greatness of maternal love & hellip& hellip; Thinking, thinking, my eyes blurred, and I felt the cold liquid flowing into my mouth, salty, because I knew it was my regretful tears; Sweet, because I know it's the happy tears from my mother's love & hellip& hellip;
Chapter 5: maternal love everyone loves their mother very much. Of course, in my eyes, my mother is the mother who loves me most in the world. I remember once, I failed in English dictation and didn't go home until 5:30. I thought to myself: silence is so bad that I must be scolded. The more I think, the more afraid I am. I think about how my mother scolds me and criticizes me. Like a dozen rabbits constantly chucking into my arms, I was uneasy. But at the school gate, my mother didn't scold me, but asked me if I was cold. Looking at my mother's concerned eyes, I almost shed tears. I asked my mother, 'have you been standing here?' Mom just nodded. When I saw my mother's hands shaking, I couldn't help feeling sad. I thought: my mother has been standing in the cold wind in order to wait for me. She didn't go home for herself. So cold, my mother didn't blame me, but I let my mother down, I really & hellip& hellip; Before he finished thinking about it, he threw himself into his mother's arms and couldn't help crying. Mother thought I was wrong, so she asked me, 'what's the matter? What are you crying about? Try hard next time! " I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long, I & hellip& hellip; I thought you would criticize me for waiting too long, but I didn't expect & hellip& hellip; Instead of doing this, you & hellip& hellip; But so concerned about me, regardless of your body & hellip& hellip;' I said sobbing. " It's all right, 'said mother,' good boy, don't cry. ' I slowly stopped crying and went home with my mother & hellip& hellip; Mother's love is selfless. Mother's love is like the sea to protect the plants and animals in the sea; Mother's love is like a vast sky, giving us light and warmth; Mother's love is more like our beautiful motherland, shielding us from the wind and rain. Here, I want to say to my mother, 'you've worked hard!'
Chapter 6: mother loves mother 'is a holy and noble term. My mother is an ordinary woman, but she is also a great mother. My mother is in her thirties, medium-sized, with long hair and kind eyes under her thick eyebrows. The most powerful thing is her mouth, always nagging. When I got up in the morning, my mother came to my room, patted my head and said, 'little lazy, don't sleep. The sun has hit your ass. if you don't get up, you'll be late! Aren't you afraid of being late? Get up and get dressed! " I stayed in bed, but my mother dragged me up while nagging. How I want to sleep! But I can only promise sleepily: 'I know! Can't you let someone sleep for a while? " When I go to school, my mother will tell me: 'when I go to school, I should listen to the teacher carefully and remember to take notes. What I don't understand & hellip& hellip;' I answered impatiently