In daily study, work and life, everyone will have come into contact with composition more or less. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise text that you can understand. The transformation of language into an external language form that is developed, has a standardized grammatical structure, and can be understood by others. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? Below are 9 maternal love compositions for sixth grade that I compiled for you. They are for reference only. I hope they can help you. Maternal Love Composition for Grade 6 1
"Rain is the heart song of nature, it feels so good to listen to the rain; snow is the new clothes of the earth..."
Rain is the heart song of nature, listen to it The feeling of rain is so good; snow is the new clothes of the earth. It feels so good to enjoy the snow. The germination of grass, the whisper of birds and the swimming of small fish are all the leaps of life. Get close to nature and integrate with nature. It feels so good to be one; sharing when you win, and helping when you fall are all manifestations of friendship. It's good to feel the warmth of friendship. In short, among the many "good things", my favorite is 'parental love'.
One Sunday my mother went to work and I was left playing alone at home. Before noon, my unsatisfactory stomach began to growl, so I heated up the morning porridge and ate it in big gulps. After eating, I felt thirsty again, so I drank some cold water. After a while, I was tired from playing and was sweating all over. Then I bought four ice creams and ate them. After eating, I fell asleep happily. I wasn't even asleep when my stomach started growling - I had a stomachache.
So I dragged my steps slowly to call my mother, who was trying to save her life. After the call, I thought to myself: It’s over. It takes at least two hours for my mother to go to work. But before twenty minutes passed, my mother came back quickly.
This surprised me. As soon as my mother came back, she put me in the car and drove me to the hospital in a hurry. Then she put me on a sling bottle and took me to a ward so that I could sleep on the bed and wait for the sling bottle to be hung up. An hour in the hospital felt like a year had passed. I finally made it to the afternoon and my stomach began to "beat the drum" again, and my mother's belly also "beat the gong". So my mother quickly bought me some food. When I saw the delicious food, I ate it like a greedy cat. But I also thought: "Mom, after working so hard, give me some food!" After eating some, I gave it to my mother. . But my mother refused to eat, and then I said, "Mom, I'm full, you can eat it!" Then my mother was willing to eat a little, but she still left most of the food for me... Mother's nagging, father's scolding, both It is the overflowing of family affection. Here I want to say loudly: "The love our parents have for us is so good!" Maternal Love Composition for Sixth Grade 2
As the saying goes: Parents are as generous as mountains. The greatest love in the world is maternal love. Mother's love is sweet and warm.
I remember that night, I was sleeping soundly, and suddenly my forehead felt as hot as fire, so I burst into tears and woke up my sleeping mother. My mother ran to my room like the wind and asked me: "Wang Kai, what's wrong with you?" I replied sadly: "My head hurts and my limbs are weak." My mother hurriedly took out the thermometer and took my temperature. . Five minutes later, I saw that my body temperature was 39.5 degrees.
My mother was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and took me to the emergency room of Cilin Hospital. The doctor took a look at my condition and immediately gave me a big injection. When I saw it, I was scared to death. I am most afraid of injections. My mother saw my panic-stricken look and kept encouraging me: "Wang Kai, don't be afraid, it'll be fine in a moment." I saw the nurse inserting the needle into my blood vessel, and I screamed, "It hurts like hell!" "The sound was deafening, making people cover their ears involuntarily, but my mother sang to me my favorite song "Only Mother is Good in the World" as if nothing had happened. As I listened, I thought of the poem "Wandering Son's Song": In the Hands of a Loving Mother Thread, wanderer's clothes. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.
Mom, you have worked hard. When I grow up, I will repay you. I repay you for your great and selfless maternal love. Maternal Love Composition for Grade 6 Part 3
"Ling Ling". get out of class is finally over, after a long wait. I turned my sore waist, picked up my bag, and walked out of the classroom. A gust of cold wind whistled. Rubbed his hands. It's so cold! After two hours of class, you can relax and unwind. Just as I was thinking "bang", I bumped into a "huge thing". "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I was so frightened that I raised my head and saw that it was my mother: "Mom, am I not going home by myself today?" With doubts, I was held by my mother's hand and walked faster and faster. ,
"Let's go. I just talked to the piano teacher. I have class in half an hour!"
"What?" It seemed like it was some big news. "It's not about going home. Do you want to eat dumplings?" My mood suddenly fell to the bottom.
"Eating dumplings? You look like dumplings," my mother turned back and said viciously.
After a while, we arrived at the station. The buses always seemed to come very slowly in winter, and it only took about ten minutes for one to leave. My mother handed me a steaming sweet potato and said, "Eat it." Let’s go home first and then eat the dumplings.” I held the sweet potatoes in my hands. "A burst of heat passed into the palm of my hand, and I immediately felt warm and numb all over my body. My mother pulled my arm. "Don't eat yet and get in the car. "After that, he pulled me towards the car.
It was very hot in the car.
Groups of colorful "cotton flowers" crowded around. The car windows were lightly fogged. So crowded! My feet were almost hanging in the air without even touching the ground. "Ugh!" The smell of sweat was overwhelming for a while. The phone sounded. The sound of conversation was a garbled mess. My mother seemed to sense my predicament and said, "Come on, give me some space, do you want to get off? Give me some space..." As she spoke, she squeezed and cleared a space for me, and I suddenly felt relieved. My mother used her thin figure to block the flow of people in the car for me, and looked at her carefully, I don’t know when. Wisps of silver appeared on her temples, and a few more lines were added to her forehead, but she still carefully protected me with her motherly smile, not missing a trace.
The sound of the piano is tilted at the fingertips. The lingering sound lingers, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the mother's love that is thicker than blood.
Motherly love in my eyes. Deep love. Sincerity is also a beauty that never gets old. Maternal Love Composition for Grade 6 Part 4
In the wide underwater world at the mouth of the Nile River, there grows a kind of fish called damselfish. This fish hatches eggs in a very strange way: the female damselfish holds the eggs in her mouth. The female damselfish lays 20 to 30 eggs each time. After the female damselfish lays eggs, she immediately holds the fertilized eggs in her mouth until the young fish are born, which takes up to two weeks. In order to prevent their children from being accidentally taken into the belly, the mother damselfish is starving and dares to eat almost nothing during the entire incubation period. Therefore, female damselfishes with poor physical condition often die after hatching their babies. In this story, it shows that it is fair to each of its children's chance of survival and reveals its true feelings for the children. The troubles that time has brought to my mother will not diminish her love! Mothers all over the world are the same. Letting their children live a good life is a mother’s greatest wish!
The sweetest word that can come out of a person's mouth is "mother"; the most beautiful call is "mother". When we encounter difficulties, you will help us; when we are sad, you will comfort us; when we are lonely, you will accompany us; when we are happy, you will never let us down no matter what the situation. ...You are like the moon in the sky, giving us warmth and poetry, allowing my soul to be baptized. Sometimes we think our mother is "nagging", but after listening to it for a long time, we will feel that every word comes out of her mouth, and we feel warm and feel that this is the most beautiful voice in the world. This is her call!
Every mother wants to raise her children to adulthood early, do some promising jobs, live a good life and be in good health. This is the mother's biggest expectation. We should start from now on and repay our mother with excellent results. Of course, our mother's love cannot be repaid in a lifetime. Not bad
The luxuriance of trees is due to the nurturing of the land, and the growth of children is due to the hard work of their parents - in your broad and warm mind, I really feel the dedication of love! Maternal Love Composition for Grade 6 Part 5
There is such a person in my life who loves me the most, loves me the most, and cares about me the most. She is my mother.
My mother worked really hard. She not only had to take good care of me, but also worked hard for the family. However, when I was a child, I often talked back to my mother and made her angry. I remember when I was in the third grade of elementary school, I once scored 70 points on a math test. My mother only criticized me a few words at the time, but I couldn't stand it and said to my mother: "This is the first time I have scored so little. As for criticizing me like this?" ?" He also said that my mother was too cruel. Although she ignored me on the surface, she still made delicious food for me. Now that I think about it, I really shouldn't have.
In order for me to receive a better education, my mother bought a house in the city at any cost and transferred me from the countryside to a middle school in the city. Although I am a junior high school student, my mother still has to pay a lot: she has to get up early every morning to cook for me, and sometimes she has to send me to school herself. For me, my mother has to travel more than 60 kilometers to and from get off work every day. On my way to school, my mother is always worried about my safety; when the weather changes, my mother is always concerned about my health. In the evening, my mother also helps me review my homework. In my impression, my mother is serious but kind. When my grades are not good, my mother is more sad than me; when I am sick, my mother is more painful than me; when I make progress, my mother is happier than me.
Mother’s love is like the sea. This may be the only uncontaminated love in the world. Duncan said: Mother's love is such a strong, selfish, and feverish emotion that occupies our entire heart! Yes, maternal love is great! Maternal love is a table of delicious meals, maternal love is a scarf handed to children before going to school, maternal love is an exhortation to children before going out, maternal love is a criticism that hates iron but cannot be made into steel...
Maternal love is boundless. If we are fish, then maternal love is the sea; if we are birds, maternal love is the sky; if we are grass, maternal love is the earth...
"The thread in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before departure The reason why the poem by Meng Jiao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, has been passed down through the ages is because it eulogizes endless maternal love. Mother's love never asks for anything in return; mother, she deserves your love all her life.
Mother's Day is coming soon, let us sincerely thank our mothers, and wish all mothers in the world health and happiness! Maternal Love for Sixth Grade Composition Chapter 6
When I was very young, my father treated me very well. He always gave me good things first, comforted me immediately when something didn’t go well, and took me to play when nothing happened. .
I have been frail and sickly since I was a child and get sick easily. Therefore, my father doted on me in every possible way, like a treasure that would melt away if I held it in his mouth. And I am proud of my father's favor. As time goes by, I will be able to call my parents.
As I grew older, my body was obviously much better than before. I don’t know why, but my father doesn’t treat me as well as before. My mother was the same as always. According to her words, I was "fed up bite by bite." Yes, that’s the case for me. My mother fed me a mouthful of vegetables and a mouthful of soup since I was a child.
However, my father became extremely strict. He who had never hit or scolded me actually scolded me. I couldn't help but shed tears and my nose was very sore.
To be honest, I still love my father very much.
After I entered the fourth grade, I realized that maternal love is kind and lies on the surface; father's love is severe and lies deep in the heart.
If we don’t use good grades to repay them for their hard work and efforts, what else can replace them? Maternal Love Composition for Grade 6 Chapter 7
Love is an eternal theme of mankind. Without maternal love, there seems to be no warmth. Maternal love is like a spring rain or a hymn, moistening things silently.
Maternal love is like an idyllic poem, distant and pure, elegant and light.
Maternal love is like a landscape painting, which washes away the lead and ornaments, leaving freshness and nature.
Motherly love is an affectionate song, melodious and softly sung.
Maternal love is like a gentle wind that blows away the falling snow and brings endless spring.
"The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body, are tightly sewed before leaving, and I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever speaks from the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring." Yes, I think of my mother, who has low aspirations. When you think of your mother, your wasted years will turn into pride; when you think of your mother's love, the wandering wanderer will start to wish to go home; when you think of your mother, your wandering soul will find a place to rest. 's home.
Mother is the eternal theme of literature and music. Literati use maternal love as the theme, and the articles they write will nourish the memory; musicians use maternal love as the theme, and the tunes they play will be soft and beautiful, with a lingering aftertaste. I am nothing, just an ordinary middle school student. I will only use concise language to describe the greatness of maternal love.
Ah! Maternal love is great, and maternal love is the final destination of a wanderer in the world. It is a clear spring that moisturizes the souls of children. It accompanies them every time they drink and sip, and it is continuous and continuous.
Maternal love is both great and selfless. It is immersed in all things and fills the world.
With maternal love, mankind can move from desolation to civilization and prosperity; with maternal love, society can move from indifference and severity to peace and health; with maternal love, I can move from sadness to singing, from stubbornness to wisdom.
Maternal love, great selfless love, let love accompany me to grow up, and let the world be filled with love! Maternal Love Composition for Grade 6 8
"Whoever speaks a careless heart will be rewarded three times." Chunhui. "Since we were born, our parents have devoted all their love to us. When we were growing up, we were deeply moved by our parents' love. The thing that impressed me the most was that one morning, with heavy snow falling outside, my mother came to the kitchen early to cook porridge for me.
"Get up, go wash your face!" Before I woke up, my mother called me outside.
"I know, it's so annoying!" I agreed unhappily. Then he slowly got up, then went into the bathroom and started washing up.
"Come on, the porridge is ready, come and eat!" Mom shouted again.
"I know, don't bother, I don't have any porridge or vegetables, how can I eat it?"
At this time, no one expected that my mother would get angry: "You can't take it yourself? ! I get up early every day to do this and that for you, have you ever understood me?”
“Tch!” I rolled my eyes, not appreciating my mother’s sympathy.
After having a simple meal, I put on my schoolbag and walked to school. I didn’t understand my mother’s mood at that time.
Later, as I grew older, I finally realized that when my mother got up early in the morning and cooked porridge for me, it was all for my own good. Only then did I truly realize the limitless maternal love. of greatness. Maternal Love Composition for Grade 6 Chapter 9
Maternal Love! Mother's love is selfless. My mother is a big tree, and I am the little flower under the tree. She protects me from the wind and rain; she is a candle, and I am the little flame, and she lets me burn and dedicate myself.
That was a black and white picture when I was growing up, but it is a picture album full of love.
When I was 5 years old, my parents worked in a dark place. They worked in the same place. Once again, they went to work without telling me because I was fast asleep.
They couldn't bear to wake me up, so they put Dad's cell phone on the bedside, charged it and turned it on, and then left.
Soon I was woken up by the nightmare of death. But when I looked around, I found that my parents were gone. Suddenly, I felt a little calm, just like what the kindergarten said when I came, "Maybe strangers will come to your house when you are alone at home." I suddenly became a little nervous and got into bed, shaking, scared, and worried. Suddenly, a phone rang, but I couldn't find it. The phone rang several times and turned on! I saw it! It's my father's cell phone! But when I got the phone, there was no phone, I saw the game and I was playing the game. At this time, my parents were actually anxious to death because no one answered the phone. So my mother hurried back home.
Mother, her love for me is great and selfless.
But I have never loved her. Let me love you once, mother!