Every time I see the thin wrinkles in the corner of your eyes that climb up early, I can't help but feel attached. What's more, today is Women's Day, and I want to say, "Mom, you have worked hard."
But in my eyes, your black hair is still so radiant and your beautiful eyes are always so bright. Maybe your appearance is no longer so young, but your heart is always so amiable. Mom, I am getting older and older. Looking back on my wonderful childhood, I feel full of warmth.
Everyone has a dear mother. Mom, this sacred and great title contains every child's respect for his mother. Everyone in early childhood, the first voice shouted is the word mother. My mother is a kind-hearted, hardworking and simple middle-aged woman. When I was born into this world, my mother undertook the obligation to raise me. How much love you have given me in the past nine years, I can't count it for three days and three nights! Women's Day is coming this year. I'm going to celebrate and let my mother have a happy holiday.
Mom came home from work and found the room was dark. Just when she was surprised and confused, bam, I turned on the light. Mom was surprised to find a banner hanging on the wall: Happy holidays, mom. At this time, I appeared in disguise. I put on my sun hat, jeans and coat, and a bunch of flowers in my hand, obviously a little emperor. Gentle and handsome, the little emperor smiled and said, "Ms. Chen Suxia, I can help you realize your three wishes. Go! " The mother thought for a moment, smiled happily and said, well, first of all, I hope my son will be healthy forever. Second: I hope my son will be happy forever. Third: I hope my son will always keep a peaceful and grateful heart. The fairy continued to smile and said, "All right! Thanks to my mother's good expectations, I will never forget your inculcation. I will study hard and improve my mother every day in the new semester. I will never live up to your expectations. "My mother heard my voice, grabbed my low nose and said," You little smart card! " "All of a sudden, I seem to think of something. I rushed into the room and took out all the gifts I had already prepared: a bunch of carnations and 38 lucky stars (because March 8, March 8, is 38). I picked up the carnation and smiled and said to my mother, "Mom, I wish you as beautiful, young and energetic as a carnation!" " "My mother was very surprised. She patted my little head, gave me a good kiss and said, thank you, thank you for the gift you prepared for me. I like it very much. At this time, I smiled and said, "I still have the most wonderful reserved programs." As I spoke, I pressed the tape recorder: Let's listen to a poem:> Author: Yang Jing:
Mom, my dear mom,
You are no longer young and beautiful.
You want your son to grow up healthily,
Let this event wrinkle,
Climb up your cheeks quietly.
Mom, you have worked hard, you have worked hard.
I will live up to your expectations,
Be a competent son!
Mother listened to this little poem. I found my mother's eyes moist and her face covered with tears. No, these are smiling tears! Mother hugged me tightly and said emotionally
As the sun sets, the school is bathed in the afterglow of rosy clouds, students go home in twos and threes, and students who go to the gift shop to buy gifts for their mothers are also in an endless stream. But at this moment, I have butterflies in my stomach but I don't know what to do, because today is a great Women's Day! My heart is beating harder. I tried to talk to my mother several times, but the words came to my mouth and I swallowed them. When I hesitated, I thought: My mother worked hard for me and raised me with a handful of shit and urine. Now, I haven't prepared any gifts. What should I do? What shall we do? I think hard. It's too late, but it's actually too soon. Thinking of this, I had a brainwave and said to my mother very excitedly, "Today is Women's Day on March 8, and I want to give you a special gift." Suddenly, my mother looked at me in surprise and said to me inexplicably, "Huh?" What gift! What's wrong with you today "My heart is shaking, so I summon up courage to say," Happy holidays, mom! "Here, I want to give you a special gift, let me repay your hard work with excellent results!" My mother paused, with a gratified smile on her face, and said earnestly, "Good boy, I am so glad that you can finally understand my mother's mind." We couldn't help laughing as if it were sweeter than flowers.
A long laugh echoed from time to time ... a thousand words said, "mom, I love you!" " "
The annual March 8 Women's Day is coming, and there is an endless stream of students going to the gift shop to buy gifts for their mothers. In my eyes, March 8 Women's Day is very common, because I have never bought a gift for my mother, and I have never expressed my feelings to my mother. One day in the winter vacation, I want to do a good thing for my mother. At that time, I thought, whether to help my mother sweep the floor or cook her a delicious meal ... However, the teacher's words surprised me-washing my mother's feet.
When I got home, my heart was beating very hard. I tried to open my mouth several times, but I swallowed it at the mouth. I'm afraid my mother will laugh at me after I say it. When I hesitated, I remembered that my mother worked hard for me day and night, and I was brought up with a handful of shit and urine. Now, it is so difficult to wash my mother's feet once. Am I still human? Thinking of this, I got up the courage to say to my mother, "Mom, I'm going to wash your feet today." Mother said inexplicably, "What happened today? How did you think of washing my feet? " I proudly replied, "Today is Women's Day, and I want to give you a special gift." Mom said, "What gift? What happened to you today? Stop it, I have a lot of things to do, and the rabbit is still hungry. " My heart is shaking. Yes, my father's laid-off made our life worse. As a last resort, my mother raised rabbits. In this way, my family will have a certain income and my studies will be guaranteed. Since mother has more important things than washing feet, what can I say? I have to do my homework. Time goes by, it's past ten o'clock, and my mother hasn't returned to the house yet. I walked into the yard, picked up my busy mother and urged her to wash her feet. Mother said, "Good boy, I'm still busy. I don't need you. I will wash it myself later. " How can this work? I forced my mother to go back to the house. She sat helplessly in the chair, and I gently took off my shoes and socks for my mother. God, what kind of feet are these? They are dry, cracked and swollen ... It's spring now, but mom's feet are still not good. I want to cry. Looking up at my mother, there is an anxiety hidden in my smile. I know, my mother still misses those rabbits who are not full. I dare not waste my mother's time any more, and I finished the homework left by the teacher in a hurry. While I was pouring water for my feet, my mother put on her shoes and socks and went to take care of her little rabbit. Looking at my mother's back, my heart is sour and bitter. ...
Mom is such a person who only pays and asks for nothing in return. Although my gift didn't make my mother happy, I respect my mother more. I will redouble my efforts, and I will reduce my mother's burden with practical actions.
Mom, I love you, and your sweat will not flow in vain. When your son grows up, you must live a comfortable and happy old age!
Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it; Fallen leaves hover in the air, composing a movement of gratitude, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it. March 8 is coming, and I want to thank my mother for raising me.
When I was sick, my mother's careful care made me recover quickly; When I failed, my mother encouraged me to rekindle the flame of self-confidence; When I succeeded, my mother smiled at me and told me to move on. When I did something wrong, it was my mother's harsh criticism that made me correct my mistake; When I was proud, it was my mother's reproach that made me humble. ...
Seeing that March 8th is coming, I want to give my mother an ingenious gift. Send what? A greeting card? Too old-fashioned; Music box? Too expensive; Wind chimes? Not good ... recently, my mother always wants me to learn to write Chinese calligraphy. My mother will be very happy if I promise to learn writing brush and study hard. That night, my mother and I came to the calligraphy school. At first, I was a stranger there. Later, under the guidance of the teacher, I gradually integrated into that environment, and I began to practice seriously, stroke by stroke. It's written. it's written. I think writing brush strokes is too interesting. The more I write, the more excited I am. After class, the teacher asked us to write the words we learned today on a piece of yellow paper and take them home. I wrote it carefully, because I learned this work to be shown later today, and I want to give it to my mother as a gift. After school, my mother came to take me home. My mother saw my calligraphy and praised me for writing well. My heart is sweeter than eating honey.
When I came home, my mother hung my handwriting on the wall. I said to my mother, "This is my gift to you. Thank you for letting me learn so many skills. I will study hard and live up to my mother's love. Mom, I wish you a happy March 8th! " Mother stroked my head, and the smile on my face became more brilliant.
March 8 is International Women's Day, which is a glorious festival for working women all over the world. On this festival, I want to thank my mother for her generous and selfless love. A small gift is my gratitude to my mother. I will study hard and repay my mother's love with my actions.
Today is March 8th Women's Day. We have the afternoon off. The teacher asked us to do something for our mother.
In the afternoon, my father went out, leaving me and my mother at home, and I began to do my homework. After finishing half my homework, I went downstairs to play in the vegetable garden with my mother. There are many vegetables in the garden: onions, Chinese cabbage, coriander, Shanghai green, bitter vegetables and so on. My neighbor has a small vegetable field, and so does my family. My mother pulled a lot of grass from the vegetable field, and also pulled out a little shanghai green tree and threw it on the road. I picked it up and planted it in a pit on the ground. I stuffed a lot of soil into the pit and watered it to make Shanghai green grow in this deep pit. After a while, my mother buried the peanut cake left by peanut oil in the soil as fertilizer.
After a while, I'm going to the bookstore to read. My mother was worried about my bad eyes and took me shopping in Century Dragon. We came to the Century Dragon and the place where books were sold. After watching it for a while, I asked my mother to drag me to buy food. We bought some rice wine, some mung beans, some steamed bread, a piece of tofu and a bag of corn grits at Century Long, and then went home.
In the evening, I made a greeting card, which read: Happy holidays to my mother. I also made a gift: put the waste wax in an iron bowl, bake it into wax water, pour it into half a ball, and when it is almost solidified, write a happy holiday to my mother on it with a sharp needle! Give it to mom. Mom is very happy.