Example 1:
Meng Jiao, a great ancient poet, once wrote a poem, which is familiar to everyone, and that is Ode to a Wanderer. The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it has won three spring rays. "Whenever I sing this poem, I can't help but think of that beautiful but kind woman. She is my mother.
I still remember when I was four years old. On that stormy night, my father came back late. Before that, I was playing flying chess happily with my mother. I won every set (although they let me. ), and as soon as I was happy, I knocked over the beautiful vase that my mother put on the table and it broke. I just stared at the broken vase fragments, as if I didn't know what to do next. Just then.
I saw a pair of calloused hands picking up pieces of vase, which were my mother's hands. Hand, accidentally cut by vase fragments, leaving traces. And the crack, then slowly overflow blood. "ah! Mom! What's wrong with you? " I cried out in a panic, but my mother turned to me and asked me gently, "Are you okay?" ? Little sister. "Mom, how can you ignore yourself for me!
Example 2:
The teacher asked us to prepare a book in the afternoon-we must bring it tomorrow morning, don't say no! I came home with a nervous mood and said to my mother, "Mom, the teacher asked us to get a book tomorrow." Education of love > but I don't have it at home. What should I do? "Mom said with difficulty," It's snowing so hard now, so the bookstore may have closed long ago? What did you say?/Sorry? "
I had a brainwave and came up with an idea. My aunt has it, but, but ..................................................................................................................................................'s mother urged. "But, but the road is too far, five or six miles. Besides, dad has gone on a business trip and won't be back for a while. " Mom finally put down a heart. I wish I had it. I'm leaving. "So far, mom, you still don't go, how tired! I said with love.
"No, learning is important!" Mom opened the door as she spoke and strode forward. ....................................................................................................................................................................