Many people are not unfamiliar with their mothers. Let's listen to this story.
'grateful heart, thank you & hellip;' every time this gentle melody rings in my ears, I can't help but recall the little bit of love my mother has for me, just like a ray of sunshine shining into my heart; sometimes my mother's love, like the turbulent waves, beats my heart. Today, I will use my true feelings to express my thanks to my mother.
I remember when I was in grade three, my "rebellious period" seemed to arrive early. I always talked back to my mother from time to time, and even fought. I always made things happen every day. I often made the atmosphere very tense. It wasn't long before my mother and I were forced to argue with me about what I wanted to do in the third and second semester? Why do you have to decide everything, but I don't have a little freedom? 'we quarreled red, and finally, I slammed the door angrily, leaving a sentence:' I can't live with people like you, I want to get rid of you! 'I ran out of the house crying and went to the square near my house. The drizzle was on my face. It was really sad.
The street lights are on, and I don't know what time it is. I'm shivering with cold. My mother learned that I was in the square from a woman who was taking her child out of the square. So she walked three steps and two steps to the square and found me. I was in a daze with my long nose. My mother breathed a long breath. She even cried like a child with me in her arms. While crying, my mother said to me, "I'm sorry, baby, it's not right for my mother. My mother shouldn't be angry with you. Can you forgive her? 'I couldn't help nodding, and threw myself into my mother's arms, tears wantonly falling. Back home, there are a lot of my favorite dishes on the table. Mom said: 'eat it, I've been hot twice. 'as I ate, tears flowed, thinking that I would never make my mother angry again, because she gave me a precious life, and I want to thank her!
Learn to be grateful -- to my mother. Thanksgiving composition for junior high school students 400 words: Thanksgiving - mother gave me life composition 600 words Abstract: mother, you are so great, you can create a miracle in the world of Biology - life. In fact, you are the successor of Nuwa. You are continuing the great project, but you can't call the wind and rain, eat the peach, live long, and mend the sky, but you are carrying out the cause of Nuwa mending the sky. Such behavior will make me deeply moved by my passion;
Gratitude -- my mother gave me life
Mother, you are so great in my eyes, because you give me colorful life! Let me have a chance to feel the world. I can't open my eyes without you. Had to stay in the darkest hell, haotao crying -- looking for his mother.
Mother, you let me open my eyes to see the world. Look at the chaotic times, tell me not to learn from the people who make the world dirty and sparse. You ask me to learn from the sun, always let the east rise first; you also want me to serve the whole universe bigger than the earth like the sun, illuminate the darkest corner, serve in obscurity until aging.
Maybe you will still support me when I am old.
Mother, you are so great that you can create the miracle creature life in the world. In fact, you are the successor of Nuwa. You are continuing the great project, but you can't call on the wind and rain, can't eat peaches, can't live long, can't mend the sky, but you are carrying on the cause like Nuwa mending the sky. Such behavior will make me deeply moved.
I am grateful that you let me have the opportunity to breathe fresh air, let me have the opportunity to date with the wind, let me have the opportunity to touch the spring, let me have the opportunity to hit the keyboard, let me deeply say hello to the sacred school... You have given me too many opportunities, but some of them I did not cherish well, wasted your expectations of me, I cried, but I can not find those opportunities again. I tell you with my eyes: can I have it again? But you have a serious answer, life is only one time, if you want to have life again, be a good man. Mother, I thank you for teaching me how to be a man and how to cherish life.
Thousands of words into a sentence - thank you - mother, give me precious life! Mother, an ordinary person, cares about our growth; mother, a real person, takes care of our life; mother, a hard-working person, also needs us to take care of her. We should be grateful to mother, we should repay mother. Thanksgiving, say thank you to your mother, send her a flower, give her a happy and complete family. Mother has cultivated us into adults and studied well. How much sweat has she put down to hope that we will have a better life in the future, which is what mothers think. What else do they expect? If we don't honor our mother, will we fail to live up to her expectations? Mother, day and night are concerned about us, regardless of the wind and rain, regardless of all for us. Once, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and was having a class at that time. It rained heavily, and the sound of water dripped regularly. It's raining heavily. What can I do without an umbrella! At this time, the rain is more and more big, drop of my heart in disorder. I didn't listen to several lessons in a row. 'jingling & hellip; & hellip;' after school, I have to go to the tutoring class to do my homework! It's not far from here, but it's raining so hard and dense. What can I do? Just then, a familiar figure appeared in front of me. 'it's mom, it's mom! 'I ran over, and my mother pulled out a dress from her and put it on for me. She put a raincoat on me. I don't know why. I feel this dress is very thick and warm. I look at my mother, heart 'drum' suddenly, this is why? When I got home, my mother caught a cold and insisted on going to work. She picked me up and sent me off. She didn't tell us what was hard for her to worry about. Once, after I got home, I wrote my homework. Due to the distraction of energy, I wrote a little sloppy, not serious. My mother gave me a tear can wipe, and let me do it again. I feel a little unconvinced, why should I tear it? But I did it again. This time I write carefully, do carefully, my mother looked at it, nodded, and finally passed. I can't help but be happy. From a case by case, a mother's actions have seen maternal love, let's thank mother together! Six Thanksgiving mother's day composition of the first experimental primary school in Zouping County, Binzhou, Shandong Province. A mother to the child's taste will let the child learn to be strong, learn to endure, learn to enjoy all the good things.
We grow up from crying babies, who hasn't experienced heartache? One day, a math problem to me, with my mother to do everything possible to explain to me, I still face confused. My mother said, "just like you, are you still the first in the exam? I think it's better to forget it! "It hurt my self-esteem. I got up and tried my best to solve the problem. Mom was more excited than I was when she saw it. In this matter, my mother taught me to endure and work hard with sarcasm. This is a taste of maternal love - acid!
Sweet, is another taste of maternal love: it is very soft, like a trace of spring breeze blowing the grass. When my mother took me to Yunnan for a tour, my heart was full of pride. I really wanted to shout to my classmates with pride: "look, I have been to the south of our motherland! 'when my mother ran on the way to the hospital with my sick in her arms, I was like a chicken under the warm wings of a hen. At this time, I feel my mother like a lamp to illuminate me. This is the "sweet" taste of maternal love, it let me understand the enjoyment and gratitude.
There is also a taste of maternal love, that is' bitter '. Grandma's home has a piece of land, grandfather wants to plant some vegetables, mother in order to train my survival ability, let me help. I've been working all afternoon and my waist and legs are sore and sore. But my mother was not soft hearted at all. She said, "when we were children, we did everything from weeding, weeding and wheat harvesting. At home, we had to help adults cook and feed pigs. I want you to learn more about life skills! 'I calm down and think about it, and I think it's also an expression of love. This kind of love has taught me 'responsibility' and 'survival'.
Finally, there is a kind of exciting love -- spicy. When I was a child, my mother forced me to play the piano, and my tears were like broken beads. Even so, my mother was still iron hearted and forced me to practice again and again. This is how I was forced to electronic piano level 9 by this kind of "spicy" education. It made me learn tenacity and patience.
The feelings expressed by the four flavors of maternal love condense the mother's love for us, including the ardent hope for us. We should cherish this precious taste, grateful for maternal love, thank the great mother! Thank you mother composition 600 words mentioned mother, many people are not unfamiliar, now listen to this little story.
'grateful heart, thank you & hellip;' every time this gentle melody rings in my ears, I can't help but recall the little bit of love my mother has for me, just like a ray of sunshine shining into my heart; sometimes my mother's love, like the turbulent waves, beats my heart. Today, I will use my true feelings to express my thanks to my mother.
I remember when I was in grade three, my "rebellious period" seemed to arrive early. I always talked back to my mother from time to time, and even fought. I always made things happen every day. I often made the atmosphere very tense. Shortly after the second half of the third grade semester started, my mother and I had a big fight. At that time, my mother and I were arguing about 'what kind of classes should I take?' "why do you always force me to do things I don't like and let me decide for myself? Why do you have to decide everything, but I don't have a little freedom? 'we quarreled red, and finally, I slammed the door angrily, leaving a sentence:' I can't live with people like you, I want to get rid of you! 'I ran out of the house crying and went to the square near my house. The drizzle was on my face. It was really sad.
The street lights are on, and I don't know what time it is. I'm shivering with cold. My mother learned that I was in the square from a woman who was taking her child out of the square. So she walked three steps and two steps to the square and found me. I was in a daze with my long nose. My mother breathed a long breath. She even cried like a child with me in her arms. While crying, my mother said to me, "I'm sorry, baby, it's not right for my mother. My mother shouldn't be angry with you. Can you forgive her? 'I couldn't help nodding, and threw myself into my mother's arms, tears wantonly falling. Back home, there are a lot of my favorite food on the table