My mother is 45 years old. Due to years of hard work, she has unknowingly climbed up a few white silk on her head and began to have some wrinkles on her face, but her eyes are always bright.
I remember once when I came home from school, put down my schoolbag and ran out to play. When I came back in the evening, my mother severely criticized me and said: & lsquo& lsquo; You should form the habit of doing your homework before playing, so that you can have fun and rest assured& rsquo;& rsquo; If you want to learn knowledge, you must do your homework well; Swans can fly very high and far by their strong wings. If you want to sail far, you need knowledge!
My mother loves to be clean. She cleans up her house in order every day and never lets me litter. The ground she drags is very clean. I can see a hair drop clearly. There is no black spot in the clothes my mother washes for me.
Mother is also very nagging. She often says this and that around me. It's annoying.
I remember one Friday night, I sat on the sofa and watched the TV program with interest. It was already 10:30. My mother kept urging me to say, 'it's time to go to bed, it's time to go to bed!' But I just didn't listen. As a result, the interest class was late the next day. Then I felt that my mother nagged for my good.
One sunny morning, I was lazily doing my homework at home. I don't know why today's task seems particularly relaxed. Before long, I completed most of the problems, leaving only one or two thinking problems unsolved. But at this time, a 'roadblock' appeared, blocking my way. " Eh, why is this problem so difficult! " I can't help frowning and falling into deep thinking. Maybe it's because my heart is eager to do other things; Perhaps because of my confidence in my ability, I scribbled and drew on the draft paper, but within five minutes, I was discouraged again. The topic in front of me became blurred, like a beautiful tiger with open teeth and claws rushing towards me. I thought hard, but no matter what, I couldn't solve this problem. Did I just give up? I'm not willing. The fierce tiger seemed to know my mind and waved its sharp claws at me triumphantly. It seemed to say to me, don't waste your energy, you can't beat me. I was so angry, but just as I was about to despair, my mother appeared. She first looked at the topic carefully and gave me a hint after some careful thinking. At my mother's prompt, I soon realized that this problem was not difficult. I really regret that I didn't think of this method. After I wrote the correct answer to this question, my mother taught me: in fact, you don't know how to do it, but you don't calm down to do it. In the future, whenever I encounter a problem I can't, I always think of what my mother said. When I encounter a problem, I should first think, think and think again, and I will find that the problem is not difficult. Really, now the 'roadblocks' have been driven away by me! I love my parents. I have a warm and happy home! Because I have a kind and humorous father and a hardworking and simple mother. With their broad mind and deep love, they try their best to take care of my growth & hellip& hellip;
I'm too moved to mention my mother. When I was a child, my mother broke my heart for me because I was weak and ill. I remember when I was in grade one, it was a cold winter, and there were scattered snowflakes in the sky. When I was in class, I suddenly had more than stomach pain. Beads of sweat big as beans came up on my forehead. Then I vomited out of breath. The teacher hurried to call my mother. After more than ten minutes, I saw my mother's petite figure running nervously and quickly to the classroom. When I saw my mother, I cried loudly, but my mother pretended to be calm and said to me, 'little fool, it's all right. Everyone will get sick once and become smart once.' On my mother's way to the hospital, I vomited in a mess and dirty my mother's hair and clothes. But my mother completely ignored me and still struggled to carry me on her back. She panted and told me to face the disease bravely. When I got to the hospital, I began to drip. My mother was worried that I would catch a cold. She took off her clean sweater and put it on for me while holding me. She also put my feet in her arms and gently covered it & hellip& hellip; Until now, my mother still has lingering palpitations and is deeply afraid that I will be cold to my stomach in the morning, so she has to get up early every morning and carefully prepare breakfast for me. Once I saw my mother looking in the mirror and didn't leave for a long time. Later, I heard my father say to me, 'Yiyi, you must do a good job. You see, your mother worked hard for you. She didn't know when she had wrinkles on her forehead & hellip& hellip;'
Speaking of my father, although he doesn't care about me in life like his mother, he is a good teacher and friend in my study. He never frowns and yells at me because of my poor grades. He will take me to find the root of the mistake and correct it again. My father's biggest characteristic is: let me challenge something I dare not do. I remember I didn't like Mathematical Olympiad at first. He will draw inferences from one instance and explain it to me with some simple and interesting examples in life until I understand it. And my skills in playing ball, skating and cycling are inseparable from my father's encouragement and help.
If my father is an eagle, then I am a young eagle following behind, spreading its wings and flying in the vast sky, but meeting new challenges.
Speaking of my parents, my heart filled with infinite gratitude. Their hard-working figures haunt my mind all the time. Today, I want to solemnly copy the wandering son chant that my mother taught me: the thread in the mother's hand and the wandering son's coat. Before leaving, there are dense seams. I'm afraid I'll return late. Who said inch grass heart, reported three Chunhui & hellip& hellip; A letter to Mom: Mom, I love you. Composition 800 words Dear Mom:
Hello!
Today is your birthday. On this warm day, my daughter passed by the florist. The carnations in the florist hugged each other in bundles in the vase. It's a little crowded but beautiful. The red color is as warm as maternal love. A branch, a bunch, was held in the arms of a careful daughter, flowing out a thick warmth.
I look at the people who buy flowers coming and going, and I really want to send you a bunch of carnations to make you smile when you are tired all day. I picked a big bunch of flowers, asked my sister in the florist to wrap them up for me, wrote a small card and put it in the flowers. I held the flowers in my arms and all kinds of fantasies came to mind. When I got home, I handed the words to my mother. My mother laughed all at once. Ah! At this time, I was both happy and excited. I put down my schoolbag, picked up my pen and wrote down my gratitude to you over the past 13 years.
13 years ago, you told me how grateful I was for bringing me to this world and giving me flesh! Since then, you have made me grow up healthily with diligence and care. Time has passed, your youth has passed, and your daughter has grown up. Whenever I see the crow's feet in the corners of your eyes, I feel sad.
Mom, you are my first good teacher. You have taught me to read since I can remember. When other children were playing, I was reading and reading. How puzzled I was. But now in retrospect, without your severity, maybe my daughter can't get where she is today. You have paid more hardships than others for my study. Looking back on my learning career, mom, I thank you!
Now I am a student of grade one. My mother has no ability to teach me, but the love for me is still so deep and strong. Many past events have become common, but some things I remember and can't forget.
Mom, this is the first time my daughter has written you the most sincere greetings in 13 years. Please forgive my daughter's ignorance and negligence in the past, but from today on, my daughter will no longer let you lose and lonely in the festival. Happy birthday, mom!
Now my daughter is standing at the threshold of the first day of junior high school. I know that I bear the expectations of all the people who love me and those I love. From your eyes, I read your expectations, and from your smile, I saw your praise. I know you expect me to succeed more than anyone and put gold on your face.
Mom, I want to tell you: 'no matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter how far the ideal future is from me, I will take the love and encouragement given to me by you and Dad, as well as all those who care about me, and continue to struggle bravely and strongly to achieve the final victory. Because of your love, my daughter believes that she will be able to walk out of a broad and flat road of life, study hard and don't let you worry. "
Finally, I want to say to you: 'Mom, I love you forever!'
I wish my mother happiness forever! Love your daughter: Lulu May 21, 2013
Grade one of Yingjiang nationality middle school: Lulu's composition about mother: mother loves me, I love mother composition 1100 words dear teachers and students:
Hello, my name is Lei Mingquan. The topic of my speech today is: mom loves me, I love mom!
'only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure. Into my mother's arms, where to find happiness', this is my favorite song. I sing it to my mother every day. In the song, my mother taught me to do things. In the song, my mother grew up with me & hellip& hellip; I, a happy little boy, spread my wings and fly like a dove in the spring breeze loved by my parents & hellip& hellip;
I am 7 years old. From a crying baby to a handsome boy now, I know that my mother has made a lot of efforts in my growth. Unlike the mothers of some students, my mother looks at her children doing questions and endorsements every day. My mother always encourages me to do what I like according to my interests and hobbies. She will read newspapers with me and listen to my opinions on something like an adult. Sometimes she will go crazy with me. At home, my mother is my friend. She can put down her things, sit on the floor like a child, fight ships, race cars, push blocks and play chess with me, teach me methods while playing, and tell me stories. In the process of playing with toys, I can also enjoy the exotic scenery of the story with my mother & hellip& hellip; I know that this is my mother's love, not a simple look, not a warm hug, but turned into a bit of spring rain, moistening me and making me grow up like a young tree & hellip& hellip;， I am immersed in this ocean of love.
Mom loves me, and I love mom, too. After school on March 8 last year, I drew a picture of 'I love my mother'. When my mother came home, she hugged me with excitement. I knew that she had felt the tender and sincere heart of her son's love for her & hellip& hellip; My mother told me: 'my child, I have accepted your blessing. My mother is very happy. You work hard and make a difference when you grow up, which is the happiest thing for my mother & hellip& hellip; On this mother's day, my mother and I feel the joy of love & Hello