Mom's smile is the most healing thing in the world. The following is my composition about mom's smile. Welcome to read it! Chapter 1: Mother's Smile
There are many things to stay away from, and many people are indifferent and suddenly smoke. However, my mother's kind and kind smile is engraved like a sculpture, as brilliant as a mountain flower in my heart, and I can't forget it and become an eternal landscape.
My mother is just a peasant woman. She doesn't know a few words, but she doesn't know much more knowledge and truth than me. I grew up in my mother's slang songs. We have five brothers and sisters. In that era of material poverty, we can imagine the hardships of life. Our generation has basically experienced the threat of hunger and cold, but no matter how difficult the days are, my mother never thought of asking us to give up school and return to the fields. As always, she smiled and said, "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of money can't buy an inch of time." "Be sure to read more books. If you don't read, just like me, you won't be successful." Mother's words are as simple as black soil and yellow mud, but there is great wisdom in the ordinary, and brilliance in the simplicity. Every word is nailed in our hearts like nails. Our brother and sister are studying, studying, living and working in the mother's exhortation and encouragement of her smile.
That year, I failed in the college entrance examination, and I was very sad. I secretly cried many times. Looking at my mother's white hair, vicissitudes of face and rough hands, I really didn't want to repeat the study, which added to the predicament of my poor family. After my mother knew it, she just whispered, "If you don't study, you can only squat in the ravine and live a hard life." "Some people say that you can't fly out of golden phoenix in the ravine. You must fly out and fight for breath!" Mother can't say "knowledge changes fate", can't recite the grandiloquence of "I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea", and don't know that Zhang Ji, who also failed in the list, can't say "a night-mooring near maple bridge", but every word of mother's words is like a stone hitting water, rippling in my heart. I swear, I must study hard, I must crush the contempt that "golden phoenix can't fly out of the henhouse" and I must fight for this tone. When the college admission notice was presented, I cried when I saw my mother's smiling face. I can be where I am today, and I can still sit here and type a few words with the most modern tools. Who should I thank instead of my mother?
"Mother, you are a lotus leaf, I am a red lotus, and the raindrops in my heart are coming. Who is my concealment under the uncovered sky?"
when I grow up and have a family, my mother's care is still the eternal silk thread. I am here and my mother is there. I can see my mother's smile along the red silk thread. I can get the peace of mind at night from my mother's smile. My mother's smile is magical, and it turns a stick into a forest, and it is green in my heart into spring.
people say that the failure of marriage is enough to destroy a person. Yes, the pain is unforgettable, and it makes people feel that the world is coming to an end. How many times have I been in a daze in the face of the rolling river, how many times have I stood beside the speeding iron car and become speechless, how many times ... In the dark night, I clearly saw your anxious eyes with outstretched hands, and I clearly heard your hurried and eager words: "Don't do stupid things, son!" The voice floated in the clouds, from far to near, and gradually became clear. Yes, can you bear to have your mother's smiling face distorted by the pain of losing her daughter? Can you have the heart to let a white-haired man send a black-haired man? Can you bear to let your son lose his mother? "Death is something that you don't have to rush to achieve" and "Death is a festival that is bound to come", Shi Tiesheng said.
So, I restrained myself from pain, learned from my mother's strength and philosophy, and faced it with a smile. I finally survived. However, the person my mother can't let go of most is me. My mother is very old, and she is 85 years old. Almost every week, I will go back to my mother's house. If I don't go, my mother will call to urge me to improve my life. Every time my mother cooks in person, the best dishes on the dining table must be given to me first. When I leave, my mother always hobbles me step by step with her sick legs and holds my hand. My mother's hand is thin and blue, but it can warm the chill of early spring. My mother's eyes are cloudy, but they can still inspire me to comfort me and be kind to me, and look at me with good talk until I turn the corner, as if I were separated from Qian Shan by thousands of waters. In fact, it only takes me twenty minutes to walk, but my mother is so fist-punching, so uneasy, which makes me uneasy and makes me feel guilty. On the way to and from work, riding a bike is full of ups and downs, and there is always a mother's words, "Be careful on the road, ride slowly!"
someone brought you your new schoolbag
someone gave you a flower folding umbrella in the rain
someone wrapped your favorite ` (that) three fresh stuffing
someone wiped your wronged tears
you lived in (that) another country, someone was worried
someone brewed it when you returned to (that) your home. I think, not only my mother, but all the mothers in Qian Qian are the same, as deep as the sea, as wide as the sky and as thick as the mountains. Worry about what I worry about, and enjoy what I enjoy.
Yes, I can't live without my mother. Without my mother's smile, it's like without the warmth of a torch in winter. Without my mother's smile, it's like without the moisture of rain. Mother, I am willing to be blessed by you from generation to generation, and I am willing to let my heart bloom in your smile forever and ever.
thank you, mother! Chapter 2: Mom's smile
Mom's smile is like the warm sunshine in spring, and it is a huge flame that will light up my life.
when I came into this world, the first thing I kissed was my mother's sweet milk, and the first thing I was familiar with was my mother's smile. It gives me confidence, cheers me up and makes me happy. When I was learning English, it was my mother's smile that accompanied me to learn to say the first sentence, learn to take the first step, learn to eat with a spoon, learn to wear clothes and tie my shoelaces ........................................................................................................................
when I was in the small and middle classes of kindergarten, my health was not very good. colds and fevers were common, and I didn't bother my mother less. I remember one winter night, I woke up from my dream, feeling very uncomfortable and hot all over. I quickly got up and cried, "Mom, I have a fever ..." My mother suddenly turned up, held me in her arms, touched my forehead anxiously, then gave me medicine, put on my coat, put a wet towel on my head, hugged me tightly and hurried to the hospital. Along the way, I vaguely heard my mother keep asking me if I was cold and comfortable. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother registered for a while, paid for it for a while, and was so busy that she was panting. In the morning, I woke up and found my mother sitting by my bed. When I woke up, she smiled and asked me, "Little man, are you better?" I looked at my mother's bloodshot eyes and knew that my mother must have been awake all night. I nodded and said excitedly, "Much better! Thank you, I love you ... "At that time, I naively asked my mother," Mom, why are you so kind to me? " My mother said to me, "You are my precious son. It is my responsibility and obligation to be kind to you!" " That was the first time I came into contact with the word "responsibility".
I still remember a math quiz. I got the worst test ever, and I got 22 points. At dinner, I gulped down my food and didn't dare to raise my head to pick up the food. My mother seemed to realize something and said with a smile, "My little man is growing up now, so you can't be too busy eating without eating." As she spoke, she kept putting vegetables in my bowl. To tell the truth, that meal was also the most appetizing meal I have ever had. After dinner, I came to my mother with my test paper carefully, but I still didn't dare to look up at my mother. My heart was very uncomfortable and tears filled my eyes. My mother kindly said to me, "What happened to my little man? He made a mistake in the exam, didn't he?" It doesn't matter, quickly raise your head, dry your tears, show your mother the test paper, and let her help you analyze it. " I thought my mother would be very angry after seeing the test paper. I didn't expect her to talk to me in this tone. My heart suddenly relaxed, and I took out a stool and sat next to my mother, listening to her patiently. When I corrected the test paper, the clock pointed to 9: 3, and then I realized that my mother had not cleaned the dishes and chopsticks. I walked softly into the kitchen and was just about to wash the dishes when I heard my mother's voice: "Little man doesn't want you to wash the dishes. It's getting late. I have to go to school tomorrow. Hurry up and go to bed after washing." At two o'clock in the morning, I suddenly woke up and found that the light in my mother's room was still on. I thought that my usually careful mother forgot to turn off the light today and was going to help her turn off the light. As soon as I got to the door, I saw my mother concentrate on making a report. I said loudly, "mom, stop working overtime and go to sleep!" " My mother only replied, "Well," and went on working without looking back. I was heartbroken, so I ran up to hug my mother and whispered in her ear, "Mom, I know that you are very busy these days and often work overtime. I still don't study hard, so I'm really sorry for letting you help me with my homework and delaying your time." My mother said to me with tears in her eyes, "My little man has grown up and is sensible. He realizes the reason of failure. My mother is happy for you. My mother doesn't work overtime and will sleep with you today." The next day, my mother told me that I slept soundly in her arms last night. At that time, I finally understood: the responsibility of a mother is to make her children happy! In fact, responsibility is also a kind of happiness, because love and responsibility go hand in hand.
My mother smiled and accompanied me to grow up gradually. When I met with setbacks or difficulties, my mother always smiled and said to me, "There is nothing difficult in the world. I believe you can do it." At this time, I am confident and successful again and again. When I make achievements, even if I make a little progress, I can always see my mother's gratified smile. My mother's smile makes me set higher goals and make me confident.
I grew up slowly, and I began to experience the responsibility on my shoulders in the torrent of life. I will study hard, strive to be the pride of my mother, do everything well to stop worrying about her, share her worries, make her happy, and make her an envied mother. Because, this is my responsibility. Because I love her. I want to make my mother's comforting smile more brilliant, and let my mother's sunny smile grow with me forever in the spring. Chapter 3: Mom's Smile
It has been two years since I studied abroad. We have a panoramic view of the gains and losses, sorrows and sorrows in the past two years. I was born and raised in the countryside since childhood, and when I was eight years old, I climbed the line of studying, passed the five barriers and cut six generals all the way from primary school, and then naturally sat in the classroom of the university. Over the years, I have grown up, grown taller and fatter, and I have been out of my mother's arms day by day, and I have been away from my mother's vision day by day. However, I know that no matter where I go, I will never forget my mother's love for me and her knowing smile.
After the school sports meeting, it happens to be May Day, and there will be three days off. I have nothing to do here, so I packed my bags and drove home-GoHome. Get on the bus, go to the bus station first, buy tickets, wait for the bus, and finally get on the bus. After getting on the bus, I put down my luggage and breathed a sigh of relief comfortably. Everything went well, thank God!
to tell you the truth, I don't like taking a bus very much, not because I get carsick, but because my way home is bumpy. Fortunately, it's not far from Jinan to home. I slept in the car for a while, then turned over the books for a while, and finally arrived at the station. I feel surprisingly fast this time. I wonder if the car has also accelerated. When I got off at the intersection, I got into a van and went straight to the village. At the bridge at the entrance of the village, I got off the bus and walked home with my luggage.
The poplars on both sides of the road are lush and luxuriant. As far as I can see, the vast Yuan Ye is green. Blue sky, white clouds, red flowers and green trees all complement each other and are at ease. The door at home was left unlocked, so I pushed it open and shouted, "Mom, I'm back!" " First of all, it was my rhubarb dog who barked at me. Oh, well, how dare you deny your master after only a few months? ! My eyes stare round, as rhubarb dog. The yellow dog seemed to recognize me, so he stopped barking and wagged his tail in a friendly way. My mother walked out of the house and saw me, first surprised and then surprised. My mother complained that I didn't call home. As soon as I threw away my luggage, I shouted, Oh, it's annoying. What a bother to call after a few steps. My mother asked me if I had eaten, and I said no. My mother went to serve rice, and I asked my father what he had done. My mother said my father had gone out. When eating, my mother asked questions, which made me unable to eat and talk at the same time. After eating, I felt a little tired and went to bed.
when I woke up, it was dusk. I got out of bed and stretched myself. Out of the house, the light of the sunset fell drowsily in the yard. I looked up and looked at the sinking sunset. Occasionally, a few birds eager to go home hurried across my eyes. I yawned and walked to the hearth. My mother is making a fire and cooking, preparing the last dinner for the whole family. The flash of fire reflected my mother's busy but unhurried figure. I said to my mother, "Mom, I'm going out for a walk."
My mother wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand and said, "What are you running for? It's almost time for dinner?"
"just for a moment, I'll go out for a stroll."
"Alas, you child, come back quickly."
I wandered out of the house and lingered at the door for a while. I think quietly, time, life, origin and destination. Many things are entangled with each other and come to my mind, which makes me feel unprovoked sadness. Walking, somehow, I came to the bridge at the entrance of the village. This bridge was built in the 197s, and words like "proletariat" and "cultural revolution" can be found in the remaining words. Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, and I don't know how many historical burdens it has borne. The route ahead, the place behind, yesterday's time and the future of life are all condensed into huge and tangled questions at this moment? I turned around and looked at the sunset at the corner of the sky, struggling, struggling, and finally fell down the mountain. At that time, the twilight was four.
when I got home, I turned on the TV. What is shown on TV is the relay of the Olympic torch. The experience of the torch these days has touched the hearts of the whole people. My mother came in at this moment and asked me what it was. I said this is the Olympic torch. My mother asked me again, what is this for? I said this is for the Olympic Games. This year's Olympic Games will be held in our country. My mother said doubtfully, then what is this? I said it's just running and jumping, it's just exercise. Maybe my mother doesn't know what it means for a country to host the Olympic Games. Maybe she doesn't know how tired and hard China has been waiting for this year. Maybe she doesn't know the wounds of the nation's pain history. But I saw my mother leaning forward and studying the screen, motionless, and her mouth showed a faint smile.
three days passed quickly. Leaving