Mother is the greatest person in the world. She not only gives us life and accompanies us to grow up, but also educates us to grow up. Every journey of life cannot be separated from her earnest teachings. Let's enjoy the following compositions about mother's day.
Part 1: mother's Day - mother's love
Mother's love is like the spring breeze in April blowing our hearts; mother's love is like the silent drizzle moistening our hearts; mother's love is like the sunshine in winter warming our hearts.
Who cooked delicious food for you before dawn? Who is it to protect you from the wind and rain? In the dead of night, who built the quilt for you? It's our mother!
Remember when I was in the third grade, I was in class, but I started to burn. After receiving the teacher's call, my mother rushed to school as fast as she could without even changing her clothes. But God seems to have trouble with his mother. It's raining. Mother took out fifty yuan and took an umbrella. She rushed to school before she could even get the change. When my mother came, I was in a state of embarrassment: the sweat on my head, the blood on my hands, and the mud on my trouser legs. Along the way, my mother almost gave me the whole umbrella, but her own body was drenched. The wind was blowing outside, but I didn't feel a trace of cold. It was raining outside, but I didn't get a drop of rain. When I got to the hospital, my mother hurriedly went to the line to register and pay the money, hoping to let the doctor see me right away. My mother didn't take a long breath until the doctor said I was OK. Didn't rest for a while, my mother hurriedly bought food for me. Looking at my mother's figure, my tears kept rolling in my eyes.
Maternal love is selfless; maternal love is great; maternal love is sacred. Mom, I want to say to you: 'I love you! '
Fifth grade: Jiang Xiaoke
--500 word
Part 2: mother's love
There are thousands of kinds of love in the world, only maternal love is the greatest; there are all kinds of feelings in the world, but only family love is the most eternal. Mother, your love for me is the greatest, selfless, precious and eternal love in the world, which I will never forget.
Mother, you are like an exhibition light, guiding a confused boat back to sea.
Mother, you are like a beam of sunshine. Your light makes the living find a broad and beautiful, and your enthusiasm makes everything thrive.
Mother, you are like a cup of tea. You drink your warmth in the cold night and your mellow when you are thirsty. Although it's ordinary, it's fragrant and beneficial.
Mother, you give me support and comfort, so that I eliminate depression, dispel trouble. The encouragement you give me makes me feel confident from hesitation and helplessness. Your criticism made me understand the truth of the world. Know how important cultivation, wisdom and quality are to a person's life.
Mother, you are a glass of milk, full of your little love, your short words, a slight action, all show your wisps of tenderness. A serious look in your eyes warned me to be broad-minded and polite. A loving smile from you has injected forward power into my learning journey.
Mother, everything in the world can't compare with your greatness, and all the words can't express your love for me, but I can only use such behavior to repay a little gratitude to you. Without you, my life will become disordered and our spirit will become helpless.
Mother, I deeply wish you a happy holiday!
--450 word
Chapter 3: the temperature of maternal love
The evening wind blows gently on people's faces, just like the veil of the sky, kissing people's dry cheeks, which need to be moistened urgently. The weather for days is like a child's face. In this changeable rainy season, there is a kind of temperature with its delicacy, lasting warmth and the whole body & hellip; & hellip;
Do you remember that day? I did not listen to your advice to put on the short sleeve, at noon, the weather is more and more stuffy, I will be proud, think: 'hum, my prediction is accurate!' can let me unexpected, near the evening when the weather suddenly changed his face, the temperature plummeted, the gray sky is still falling from time to time a few Xu Yusi, it seems to criticize me not to listen to my mother's words.
After school, I saw my mother running towards me. Seeing my face turning white, I asked softly, 'is it cold?' I said firmly, 'not cold!' maybe my mother knew my personality well and looked at my stubborn appearance. She didn't say anything, but had no choice but to 'you child & hellip; & hellip;' then my mother took me home. It's just that it's not beautiful. I didn't expect that the rain would get heavier and heavier. Along the way, rain lashed everything mercilessly, I felt more and more cold, shivering in the back of the car, but I didn't say it when I bit my teeth. Mother may feel something, get off the car quickly, see me curled up, lips white look, then said to me: 'mother riding riding, a little hot, this windbreaker for you to wear!' said, she took off her coat for me to put on. At this time, I saw that there was only one thin dress in my mother's coat, and the rain was even more unrestrained, wetting everything around, including, of course, the skinny mother. The rain fell down my mother's forehead and soaked my collar, but she didn't care. She just helped me to tidy my coat. I just wanted to refuse, but that dress with my mother's body temperature made my little body shiver. I couldn't help but covet such warmth. I was stubborn in my daily life and couldn't speak for a while. Before I could say anything, my mother had been riding her bike and pedaling towards home.
Along the way, the rain is still falling. In this windy and rainy evening, my mother's thin windbreaker is so warm, as if it secretes a force, constantly turning, suddenly all over the body, warming my heart. How I want to stop this moment, only to feel a heat rising all the time, tears slowly flowing out of my eyes like broken pearls. Maybe sometimes, love is just a coat with mother's temperature & hellip; & hellip;
--800 word
Chapter 4: maternal love is a kind of time
When you are young, you only rely on your mother. When you are young, you may only love your mother blindly. Only when the sun of life goes to noon can you have a deep understanding and love for your mother.
We may suddenly realize that mother is actually a kind of years, from the green to a forest, from a stream to a pool of deep lake, from the bright moon to an iceberg.
The passage of time is speechless. When we feel the time, we must be in very heavy memories. When we really feel the sacrifice of our mother, we will enter the season of giving and sacrifice.
We often look back on the moment, before a long journey, in the parting, found that we have never left mother.
What is a mother?
Mother is a kind of time, whether it is my personal perhaps mediocre, perhaps simple life experience, or the teaching and confirmation of the whole society, in the never flat life journey, bear the most pain, bear the most pressure. Swallow the most tears, still with love, warmth, kindness, kindness, smile, to life, to our only mother, forever mother!
Without a mother, life will be dark. Without a mother, society will lose its warmth. That's when I think life is the most difficult time. In the face of the blow and loss, I think it's completely lost. At that moment, it's a word from my mother, let me start again.
Because what can be borne, the mother has borne. What should be paid, the mother has paid. As a kind of years, the mother is not only a symbol of the nation, but also a symbol of love.
Maybe because I can't repay what the flowing years have given me, I love my mother all the time. In my eyes, mother is a kind of feeling years that are always worth tears, and a beautiful story that can never be read out.
Years without trace, mother love silent.
--550 word
Part 5: the taste of maternal love
Maternal love contains many flavors. A mother's taste for her children will make them learn to be strong, to be patient and to enjoy all the good things.
We grew up from crying babies. Who hasn't experienced heartache? One day, a math problem made me so confused that my mother tried everything to explain it to me. Mom said: 'just like you, how about taking the first exam? I think it's better to forget! 'this sentence hurt my self-esteem, I got up, exhausted my brain cells, thought hard, and finally solved the problem. Mom was more excited than me when she saw it. In this matter, my mother taught me to be patient and energetic in an ironic way. This is a taste of maternal love - sour!
Sweet, is another taste of maternal love: it is very soft, like a trace of spring breeze blowing grass. When my mother took me to visit Yunnan, my heart was full of pride. I really wanted to shout to my classmates proudly: 'look, I have been to the south of our motherland! "When my mother was carrying me to the hospital, I was like a chicken under the warm wings of a hen. At this time, I feel that my mother is like a lamp illuminating me. This is the taste of "sweet" in maternal love, which makes me understand the enjoyment and gratitude.
There is another taste of maternal love, that is' bitter '. Grandma has a lot of land. Grandpa wants to grow some vegetables. Mom asked me to help me in order to train my survival ability. I've been working all afternoon and my waist and legs are sore and sore. But my mother was not soft at all, and said: 'when we were young, we used to pull grass, hoe the land and collect wheat. At home, we had to help adults cook and feed pigs. I want you to learn more life skills! 'I calm down and think it's a way of expressing love. This kind of love makes me understand '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. Nevertheless, my mother was still adamant and forced me to practice again and again. This is how I was forced by this kind of 'spicy' education to the Ninth level of electronic piano, which made me learn to be tenacious and patient.
The feelings expressed by the four tastes of maternal love condense a piece of mother's love for us, including the ardent hope for us. We should cherish this precious taste, thank mother love, thank the great mother!
--700 word
Part 6: beautiful mother
As the saying goes: 'everyone has a heart for beauty. 'my mother also has this characteristic - beauty. Mother is very fashionable, so she bought a lot of clothes. Every time she went out, she would try on her clothes again and again, and would not leave until she was satisfied.
Once, our family went to a banquet. My father and I have already finished wearing, but my mother is always trying to wear clothes before the wardrobe. As time passed, I urged: 'Mom, uncle's wedding ceremony is coming!' mom promised: 'soon!' but I didn't see you coming out. I can't wait to walk into the inner room, yo! Mom is standing in front of the dressing cabinet, taking a picture on the left and a look on the right. When my mother saw me coming in, she hurriedly said to me: 'Yuanyuan, can you show me this suit? I hope to leave early, so I carefully looked up: I saw a smile on my mother's face