I usually live in my grandmother's house and I can't see my mother until Saturday and Sunday. Every Sunday, after I finish writing the composition assigned by my teacher, my mother always reads it carefully and corrects the sick sentences with me. After I finished writing, my mother found me some similar compositions and explained them to me while reading. Combined with my composition, my mother not only cares about my study, but also pays special attention to my life.
I remember one day, it was snowing heavily. In a short time, the whole city became a sea of snow, a paradise of snow and a world of snow. On that day, my deciduous teeth had not fallen out, but my permanent teeth had grown out. My mother insisted on taking me to pull out my deciduous teeth. I don't want to go because I'm afraid of pain. I also argued with my mother for a long time. My mother finally dragged me to the hospital, but I never talked to her. If I don't pull it out, it will fall in the hospital. The doctor gave me an anesthetic and pulled out my deciduous teeth. I don't feel any pain. Later, I learned that my mother's painstaking mother said, "Pull out the movable deciduous teeth and the permanent teeth will grow neatly." If the movable deciduous teeth are not pulled out, the new permanent teeth will grow crooked. It' s not good to come back and laugh! " Sure enough, because all my deciduous teeth in the middle of the lower row have been pulled out, my permanent teeth are very neat and I don't feel constrained when I smile. I am also very happy with my mother, which is a sentence that children all over the world admire; Motherly love, like a quiet harbor, nurtures our growth.
Motherly love is pure; Motherly love is selfless; Maternal love is great; Motherly love only knows how to give and expects nothing in return.
Motherly love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Motherly love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter.
The love my mother gave me was real, simple, severe and sometimes poetic.
This summer, it was very hot. Once my grandmother bought a lot of ice cream. For my brother, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see him eating with his right hand and holding it with his left. After a while, six ice creams entered his stomach, but his tongue kept licking his lips, as if remembering the taste of ice cream. He skipped home, opened the refrigerator and was ready again.
"Well, you have eaten six, so you have to eat more." Grandma advised with concern, "Eating too much will spoil you."
"Nothing, my stomach is cold!" The girl patted her stomach as she spoke.
"No, this can't be eaten."
"Good grandma, let me eat." "no!"
Seeing that her grandmother was "determined", the girl sat helplessly on the sofa, with her chin cupped in her left hand and frowning, thinking hard about something. After a while, she saw him jump up and come to her like "discovering the new continent": "Grandma, I forgot to tell you. Just now, when you were cooking outside, my grandfather called and said that he would come back from Shenyang at ten o'clock and asked you to pick him up. Look, it's ten o'clock.
When the girl said this, grandma suddenly remembered that when grandpa left the day before yesterday, he said he would come back today. So she took off her apron and walked to the station. When her brother saw the plot succeed, he smiled and took two ice creams out to play.
This is not enough, my brother's "drama" is still behind!
This year 1 October1day is grandma's 60th birthday. There are three layers of cakes on the dining table, which exude attractive fragrance from time to time, which has attracted my brother's mouth water, but no one has served. As a junior girl, I dare not make a move. He looked at the cake and grandma again. He had a new idea. He approached his grandmother and said, "Grandma, do you think this cake is delicious?"
"I think it must be delicious," grandma replied with a smile.
"Do you want to eat?" The younger brother asked again
"think!" Grandma said and touched the girl's head.
"That's good!" The girl dug a big piece of cream with her hand, and his behavior happened to be discovered by her aunt, who reprimanded her, "You are such a rude child …" Before she finished, her brother loudly said with big watery eyes:
"It's not that I want to eat, it's that grandma wants to eat!" As he spoke, he put the cream in grandma's mouth and licked it only a little. Grandma said, "You can eat the rest." This is exactly what his brother wants. He quickly licked up the cream and stared at the cake on the table again. Everyone said, "You, eat the bowl and watch the pot." Hearing this, the younger brother blushed and smiled.
My brother is very greedy, so we gave him a "good name"-"little greedy cat"
dad
I first met him at my aunt's house. I was here, and he was there, leaning against the old wall, looking down at his toes rubbing back and forth on the ground. On that day, he was dressed up in a grand way, but he still couldn't hide his skinny figure. He is my second father.
I crept up on him, which seemed to make him nervous. I stood up straight and forced a smile. I also smiled stiffly. In this way, a strange father broke into my world.
In the following days, my father didn't like to look up and kept working hard. You know, when he got married, there were three more people to eat, and the burden of life would only make him lower his head. Until one day, I finally saw my father's face and convinced me that he would be a capable father.
My dad is a decorator. His left leg is thinner than others because of the sequelae of polio. When he walks, he is epileptic and lame. That summer, the sun made people breathless. I've always wanted to go to the place where my father works. Today, I can send him a bottle of mineral water The layout of this house is really beautiful. I heard it was designed by my dad. "My dad will definitely build a better house for our family in the future!" I thought happily.
"Dad, where are you? I brought you mineral water! " I used the loudest voice of my life.
"Here, I'll be right there!"
I looked inside and said, "Oh, my God! It's so hot, dad, why are you so wrapped up! " Dad is like a refugee during the SARS period, wearing a white mask, a thick coat and even a hat.
"It doesn't matter, spray paint is poisonous, so how can it be done!" Dad sat down and took off his white mask and hat. I squatted down and handed him the mineral water. This is the first time I looked up at my father. His eyebrows are gray and his eyes are painted with white paint. Even the hand holding mineral water seems to have been soaked in white ash, revealing white palm prints. Just a drop of sweat slipped from my father's forehead to my hands, soaked the ash and dripped into my heart.
"Dad, you are so hard!" I looked into my father's eyes and suddenly I panicked. My father's rosy eyes gradually shed tears, and I saw two marks. Dad quickly lowered his head again, and tears fell on the back of his hand drop by drop, forming a small white flower. He quickly wiped his body, and then simply smiled, much like when we first met. "Dad handed me a water bottle, put on a mask and hat, picked up tools and started to work.
That night, my father came back very late. I dragged him to the balcony and started our first chat.
"Dad, I like you very much." I looked at him.
Dad lowered his head again, and his dark face was slightly red.
"Make some money, live a good life, or send you to college." Dad's head was lower and his voice choked.
I looked up and saw the burning sun. One day, I will hold my father's head high in the busy street and make me the greatest pride of his life.