My mother is not very tall, with long hair and eyes. She always smiles at people. My mother is very strict with me. When she sees me playing without finishing my homework, her face immediately turns from sunny to cloudy. I have to hurry to do my homework. When she sees that my homework is better, she will praise me.
Once, when I came home from school, I went to play with the computer without doing my homework. As soon as my mother came back, she asked me if I had done my homework. I said I had done it and went to play with the computer again. But my mother asked me to take out my homework for her to check. I don't know what to do for a moment. Mom understood everything when she saw me. Call me to my side and say, 'daughter, your main task now is to study. Finish your homework first and then do other things.' I hurried to do it, wrote it carelessly, and played with the computer again. But my mother quietly looked at my homework and said, 'come here and rewrite it!' I hate it, but my mother still wants me to rewrite it. After a while, my mother came over and saw that my writing was much better than the original. She said happily, 'you're serious, you're still writing very well!' I was very happy to hear that.
This is my mother, a good mother who cares about me and strictly demands me! I love my mother. Today is Sunday. I'm playing outside with my friends. Having a good time, my mother called me home. She said, 'look at your homework, you did it all wrong.' Without looking at it, I said, 'that's right.' Mother opened her eyes wide and said, 'are you itchy?' I turned my head and said, 'it's itchy.' My mother couldn't beat me, so she had to let me go out to play.
Although I play with my friends, I'm always uneasy. In the afternoon, I thought: Maybe my question is really wrong. I hurried home and asked my mother for help. I did my homework again before I went out to play with my friends again. I had a good time.
On Monday, the teacher said, 'only one student in our class has done the Sunday homework correctly. As for who it is, we'll know when we hand out the book.' The book was handed out and I opened it. It turned out to be mine. The teacher said, 'who's right, please raise your hand.' I raised my hand. The teacher praised me. I feel happy. I think: thanks to my mother.
I think my mother is like a computer, accompanying me and my home every day. I love my mother. About my mother's composition: my mother loves me. I love my mother's 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 felt the joy of love & hellip& hellip; Then my mother bought a bunch of bright carnations with me and gave this blessing to my mother & hellip& hellip; My grandmother. In this spring day, my mother said, I brought a good mood to our family!
Time flies. Now I still grow up happily in the sunshine love of my parents. In my world, there is no gender discrimination, no out of school experience, no trouble with food and clothing, but the careful care of my mother and father, the teacher's brilliant smile and the attention of the whole society. I am a happy little boy, because I enjoy my mother's love, my father's love, the love of my relatives and elders, the teacher's strict love for me to become a talent quickly, the love of my aunt and aunt's care, and the love of the salesperson's aunt's warm service & hellip& hellip;， I will make continuous progress and grow up happily in this flood of love. I will also pass this love to the children who live under the same blue sky and still suffer from earthquakes, floods and so on. Let them fly with me like little pigeons against the sunset & hellip& hellip;
Thank you! My mother's composition is 250 words. My mother is very beautiful. Big eyes, long hair & hellip& hellip; It can be said that everyone loves it and flowers bloom! However, no matter how beautiful a flower is, it also has a time to get angry!
No, a few days ago, the beautiful flower was angry again! It was a pleasant evening - I got the first place in English! We talked in English and ate ice cream. But when my mother learned that I still had homework to finish, she locked her eyebrows, held her breath and became ready to go. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, just listen to my mother's earth shaking 'lion roar in the east of the river': 'Wu Wenbo! You stop! " I had to be obedient, like my father coaxed my mother, said countless times' I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I won't be next time & hellip& hellip;' After some efforts, I finally coaxed my dear 'Queen Mother' of the world.
My mother is really cute, really cute, annoying, really annoying! But I still love my mother.
Beijing Shijia primary school's third composition about mother: I'm looking for my mother. Are you my mother? One day in June 1995, I was alone preparing for class under the light, when a sudden rush of telephone rang. I picked up the microphone and 'hello' for several times. Then there came a timid voice: 'are you mom, mom!' A girl's voice, tender and low Wan & hellip& hellip;
I'm looking for mom. Are you mom?
One day in June 1995, I was alone preparing for class under the light, when a sudden rush of telephone rang. I picked up the microphone and 'hello' for several times. Then there came a timid voice: 'are you mom, mom!' A girl's voice is tender and low.
'who are you looking for?' Maybe I was infected by the sound, maybe I was afraid of scaring the children at the end. I asked in a very light and thin voice.
'I'm looking for mom. Are you mom?' The voice is extremely stubborn, full of a desire, showing a bit of desolation. I see. This is a child looking for a mother. I deliberately lengthened my voice: 'are you --'
'I'm Ann!' Obviously, the child can't wait. He's afraid I'll hang up and make a loud voice.
'ANN, where are you?' I asked with my mother's feelings. I heard a 'wow' on the other side of the phone, and the girl began to cry.
I shouted, 'good boy, tell mom where are you?' There was a whimper on the phone. She sobbed: 'Mom, I'm at home alone. I'm so scared. I haven't eaten. Dad hasn't come back yet. I finished my homework, too. I'm obedient. Mom, why don't you go home? Dad said you went to a far place and said that when I was sensible, you would come back.
Mom, I'm sensible now. I'm the first in my class in all my subjects, but why don't you come back? " My heart finally fell. But the child's words made me fall into a kind of sadness and confusion. I looked out of the window at the heavy twilight, and I didn't know how to end the conversation. I only remember that I said to the phone with maternal compassion: 'good child, if you are afraid, if you miss your mother, call me. Remember, my mother always thinks of you.' She was happy. Tell me she found my name and phone number in the phone book. She said proudly, 'Mom, you're hard to find. Once, I heard the voice of my grandmother and immediately put down the phone. Once again, it was an uncle's voice. I said I wanted to find my mother, so he roared away. What a fierce voice, it scared me almost to cry, but I'm not afraid. I dialed the ninth time to find you. I'm so happy! " I really can't bear to listen. What happened to this child? How old is she? What grade are you in? Where I live, but I dare not ask about all this. Since it's a mother, why don't you know everything about your daughter? Children will doubt. thereafter. For several days, as soon as the phone rang at home, I rushed to answer it.
Gradually I learned about the girl.
After two years in a primary school in Wuchang, she is the same size as my daughter. I have to take an hour's bus to read there every day. I have lunch with a dollar at noon. My father often comes home late. She is the best student in the class and the representative of mathematics class. Moreover, I know her name is Huang Ying and her milk name is An'an. Ann is good at singing. She often sings some new songs to me on the phone.
In August, after the school holiday, my husband and I took our daughter to Beijing for a whole month.
On the night of returning from the tour, the phone rang. It was Ann! At the other end was her voice of grievance. She said she called me every night, but no one answered. She asked, 'Mom, where have you been? School holiday, other children, some went to summer camp, some traveled with their mother. But I'm always at home alone. I don't even have a speaker. I'm so lonely. Mom, I really want you to take me to play. The students have seen the Yangtze River Bridge and said it's beautiful, but no one took me. "
My heart is trembling, but there is only silence to answer her. Poor boy, can I tell you that I took my daughter to Beijing? I began to make up a lie: my mother was too busy in the summer vacation and went on business. When you have time, you must take you to all the places you want to go.
Soon after the mid-term exam, Ann called to report her results to me. She said she got 99 points in the Chinese test. He is the first in the class. The second place is Ye Lili, 98 points, and her mother won the prize