Mom's composition 1
The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son. She sewed it carefully and repaired it thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his coming home. Motherly love is a lamp that illuminates the way forward for me; Motherly love is water, nourishing my life; Motherly love is a big tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain.
My mother's love for me is speechless. Before I was five years old, my mother worked in Shenzhen and was always taken care of by my grandmother. I don't feel maternal love at all, but my mother brings me a lot of books, toys and snacks every time she comes back, and she is so hurried and reluctant to leave every time. Later, when I went to school, my mother quit her good job in Shenzhen and came back to study with me, grow up with me and help me with my lessons. I gradually understood my mother's love for me.
My mother's love for me is warm love. I'm very picky about food. I only eat half a bowl of rice at noon. My mother is worried about my diet. Whenever I am hungry after school, my mother always brings me a fragrant and hot pancake when I get off work. This little pancake contains my mother's concern and endless love for me.
My mother's love for me is severe. Once I didn't do well in the midterm exam, my mother severely criticized me and then asked me to make a series of plans. I don't understand it very much, and I have some minor complaints in my heart. But after my mother paid attention to my study, I got good grades in the final exam, and then I understood my mother's good intentions. It turns out that this is also my mother's love for me.
Without the sky, birds can't live; Without the ocean, fish can't live; Young saplings can't live without rain, and we can't live without maternal love. I am growing up healthily and happily under the care of maternal love ...
Mom's composition 2
Ups and downs, get along with each other day and night, flowers bloom and fall, and the tide rises and falls. Inadvertently, childhood will leave me, looking back, the time of the soul is going back. When I was a child, my life was mixed. I only know that I am sweet, proud and willful, and my clothes are stretched, making ends meet. However, now I understand this, so I am humble and learn to face the setbacks and difficulties in life. A person is not as great as a historical monument, and must struggle for life; A person does not have the savvy of a wise man to observe, but he should know how to love life and have it.
Every time I think of my mother's love for me, a sense of attachment arises spontaneously. Because I was born in poverty, my mother was reluctant to eat some delicious food for me, but they all said they didn't like it, which made me feel gratified again and again.
I remember once, I fell asleep unconsciously while reading a book. In a blur, I saw my mother gently take the book out of my hand and then carry me to the room to help me cover the quilt. At this time, my mother found the tears in my eyes, and I gently wiped them off with my hands. Say, "Dream." My mother touched my head and comforted me to have a good rest and left. I can't help crying, poor bear the wind! Next morning, my parents asked me how I slept. I said, "Good," and found my mother's eyes were red. And pretend to be happy. My mother said to me, "We want you to live a happy life. As long as you are happy, it is worthwhile for your father and I to be bitter and tired again. " I looked at my mother's tired appearance, and my nose was sour.
My mother's love for me has been blowing, and it can't rain. Their love is like a warm lamp, always shining in their daughter's heart. I will study hard and repay my mother's kindness.
I love my mother. They not only gave me life, but also taught me the truth of being a man. A mother's love is like a raging sea, full of deep love for her daughter.
Mom's composition 3
"There are too many people who need to be grateful in one's life, but you have never found them! From crying as a baby to calling out my parents for the first time, and then tripping over my little feet for the first time. The first time I went to school with my schoolbag on my back, I got my exam results back for the first time ... Maybe you never noticed how much effort and love my parents have made on this long road of growth during these countless firsts. Every time you smile, every success, even every failure, every mistake, my parents will keep it in mind, stay with me and give me silent support. ...
However, when I saw that the leaves on the branches didn't forget Mother Earth, I walked back to my mother with a pleasant rhythm, danced freely, and lay quietly in her arms to provide her with nourishment. Did you feel a little ashamed? You are ashamed, even the leaves know how to be grateful to Mother Earth, but you never thought about being grateful to your parents. Think carefully: How many glasses of water did you pour for your parents? In contrast, the latter should be more?
When I complain about my parents' verbosity, when I complain about their harshness and irrationality, and when I complain about their various things, even if my parents have many mistakes, I will be grateful and think that this is their concern and love for themselves.
We should repay our parents with a sincere heart of gratitude. They gave us life and showed us a colorful world. We should thank them, because they have been protecting us with warm wings. We want to thank them. They have always given us strength and courage. They have never given up on us. They have shown us the way forward again and again at the crossroads-they are our harbor. ...