My mother's fourth grade composition 1 Mother Earth once had a white and clean "face". Since human beings moved in, Mother Earth has had a chaotic and gloomy "face" and sometimes a morbid face. It's really terrible! It turns out that some people don't know how to cherish her, cut down trees everywhere, set up chemical plants, discharge harmful gases at will, pollute water sources, make the air no longer fresh, the sky no longer blue, the sadness of mother earth and my wish. Clouds are no longer white. Mother Earth is very sad. She really can't figure out why people don't care about their homes, destroy the ecological balance and bring some losses and disasters to themselves! How Mother Earth longs for people to make her "face" beautiful, clean and colorful again.
Speaking of the sorrow of Mother Earth, we young pioneers should start from me and stop those who don't care about Mother Earth. If I were a nurse on the earth, I would catch all those who abused Mother Earth and return her life. If I become a doctor, I must cure Mother Earth's illness, and never let the "Mother River" be blocked by waste, and never let the rivers and seas be poisoned by bad people. If I become a beautician, I will make Mother Earth's face more and more beautiful, with a bright and elegant demeanor that can't be concealed. If I were an environmental scientist, I would invent an environmental protection machine, so that the polluted places of Mother Earth can be cleaned up by our machine, and there are beautiful scenery and flowers everywhere.
There is only one Mother Earth, and she is our beautiful home. No more tears for Mother Earth. As a young pioneer in the 2 1 century, I suggest that students raise their awareness of environmental protection and let everyone join our team to protect this sad and fragile mother earth with both hands! We can't let Mother Earth cry any more. Let each of us shout to Mother Earth: "Mom, don't cry! Let us hand in hand, heart to heart, and work together to make you as beautiful as before. "
My mother is a person who cares about me. I love to see my mother's face, as well as Zhuang's ruddy face and her shiny black hair. Laughter, like lilacs blooming, makes people feel very comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.
I go to school alone every morning, because every night when I sleep, my mother is at work. When I get up, my mother has just fallen asleep. At school, my mother said to me with a serious face, "Be careful not to fall downstairs, and be careful about the traffic jam on the road …" Alas, when did my mother start nagging? When I came home from school for dinner, my mother said to me in a consulting tone, "Xiaotian, when you grow up, eat more. Don't be picky about food. " When I finished my homework and went to bed, my mother said softly and drizzlily, "Xiaotian, cover the quilt when you sleep, and be careful to catch cold." Sometimes, I really can't stand my mother's nagging.
But sometimes mom's nagging really works! One day, the night before the exam, I couldn't do any questions, so my mother explained it to me seriously and drew inferences for a long time. Although I understood it long ago, my mother didn't let it go, so I had to sit through it. When I took the exam the next day, I didn't expect the same topic. I remembered yesterday's "nagging" from my mother and successfully finished the problem. Hey, thanks to mom's nagging!
As time goes by, I grow up day by day. In the face of my mother's nagging all day, I finally understand her painstaking efforts, which are all her deep love for me! As the saying goes, maternal love is the greatest.
My mother has long hair, tall figure, round face and big eyes. She has the "big white" heart of the super team. Like Dabai, she has various models: warm, sad, happy, angry, housework, delicious ... But most importantly, she and Dabai.
When I was 6 years old, I graduated from kindergarten and entered primary school. When I was a freshman, a lot of homework immediately overwhelmed me and made me feel bad. Chinese hurts my brain. "A, B, C, D, E, Ji, G ..." These pinyin not only have to be memorized, but also written correctly, which makes my head dizzy. At that time, my "big white mother" began to comfort me with her "warm chip", made me less nervous with her "relaxing chip", and finally encouraged me to recite all the pinyin in one breath in my own way with her "sprint chip".
Whenever I am exhausted from studying and attending various interest classes, my "big white mother" will start her "food chip" again and use my favorite food to relieve my fatigue.
When I am sick, my "big white mother" will start her "nursing chip" again and take care of me like a professional nurse until I recover.
When I want to go on holiday, my "big white mother" will also start the "guide chip", make a travel guide in advance, arrange all the preparations for travel, such as air tickets, hotels, restaurants ... and local customs, and tell me in advance before going out, so that I can travel with all kinds of curiosity and questions about the places I will go. Sometimes I go to the suburbs to play, and she also acts as my full-time driver, driving me around.
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People often say-maternal love is like the sea. But I think my "big white mother" loves me wider than the sea and brighter than the stars in the night sky.
My dear "big white mother": If I were a small sailboat, you would be my sea. If I were a star in the night sky, you would always be with my moon. You always change all kinds of "chips" according to your baby's needs. For the sake of your child, you are always happy. I love you, my big white mother, and I will always be a "little white" who stays with my big white mother!
My mother's fourth grade composition 4 Speaking of my mother, my friends are no strangers, because my mother is a Chinese teacher in our school. Usually, in everyone's eyes, my mother is gentle and generous, with long black hair, bright eyes under neat bangs and a thin face with a smile ... After hearing these comments, I can't help but secretly rejoice, because you only see my mother's surface, and you don't know that my mother is not only beautiful, but also versatile!
When it comes to talent, the first thing I think of is the "little greedy cat", which is a good dish cooked by my mother. Every day after work, my mother will rush into the kitchen, first take out the ingredients in the refrigerator, wash them, and then put them on the table for later use. After pouring water into the pot and putting it on the stove, mother began to cut vegetables carefully. At this time, whether it is round potatoes, long green peppers, smooth and round eggplant or meat pieces, it will always be obedient in the hands of mother! The oil in the wok was steaming, and my mother put the pork marinated in advance into the wok and stirred it quickly until it was golden. Cook the tomato sauce again, and finally pour the fried pork into the sauce and stir well. A plate of sweet and sour tenderloin with crisp outside and tender inside can be served ... all kinds of seemingly simple vegetables are changing endlessly in my mother's hands. When plates of bright green, golden and fiery red dishes are concentrated on the dining table, how can it not make people salivate?
Mom is not only an expert in cooking, but also I appreciate her poems. My mother's greatest hobby is reading. In her spare time, my mother always stays alone quietly, sometimes thinking and sometimes writing something. I remember one weekend this spring, my mother drove her brother and sister to the wild for a spring outing. We stopped at a place with mountains and water. My sister and I went to the river to catch fish, and my brother caught tadpoles. We had a great time! My mother was lying alone in a hammock. I thought my mother was sleepy. When we were ready to show off our respective "trophies"-a few small fish in front of our mother, my mother actually said, "I have gained a lot!" " "Just as the three of us were scratching our heads, my mother recited a poem:
Stay away from the noise and go to Yuma,
Dreams around the soul draw the farmer closer.
Pastoral buildings are quiet,
Lin Yu and Summer.
Raise your eyes and see layers of green,
Bow your head and clear the stream to reflect the narrow mountain.
Swallows fly low for trees,
It's not too late for the red sun to capture the clouds.
After my mother recited it, she told a poem to our three brothers and sisters sentence by sentence. Leisure weekend, picturesque scenery around us, flowing in my mother's poems, our family is intoxicated with leisure! We cheered and applauded for my mother. I secretly made up my mind: I should study more in the future and be a talent like my mother when I grow up!
This is my mother, a "talented woman" mother who cooks good food and sings with me!
My mother's fourth grade composition article 5 I often call my mother my mother. In fact, she is not old, of medium build, and sometimes there is no eight-character mark on her forehead. She is very picky and picks out a bunch of shortcomings from time to time. But in my eyes, she is sometimes gentle, sometimes serious and sometimes intimate to me. She is a good mother. When she is gentle, a pair of big eyes always smile at me, often talk to me about everything, be considerate to me, and sometimes touch my back when I sleep at night, which is very comfortable. When I am serious, for example, if I don't do my homework seriously, she will stare at me with wide eyes and then squint at me from time to time. At this time, my back is like a cool breeze, so I finished my homework quickly. When the homework is finished, the dark clouds in her heart are gone, and she will smile at me as usual. My mother often talks to me like a friend about the little things that happened in our class.
I remember once, I had a fever, and my mother was anxious like an ant on hot bricks, because I told my mother from time to time: I feel dizzy and want to vomit. Because I entered the final exam at that time, my mother was afraid that it would affect my final exam, so she called teacher Li every day and asked her what she had learned today. Before she finished making a phone call, she picked up the whiteboard and recorded her key knowledge. After the phone call, start explaining the knowledge points to me. Although my head hurts, I tried my best to hear every knowledge point clearly. Later, I recovered. Because of my mother's efforts, I didn't miss a class. The exam was not affected by the disease.
My mother is thirty-three years old. She is of medium height, with yellow hair, big bright eyes under heavy eyebrows and red lips. She is very beautiful.
My mother is always nagging. Whenever I watch TV at night and don't sleep, my mother nags, "I can't watch it anymore. I'll watch it on Saturday." "Every time I do my homework, I hear another voice:" Write in the right posture. "And listen carefully in class, do your homework carefully, look at the questions carefully during the exam, think carefully, and check carefully after you finish. Do your own thing honestly. I've been nagging all day, and I get upset when I hear my mother nagging. But then I got a new understanding of my mother's nagging.
It was a Chinese exam, and I met a roadblock. This is an idiom to fill in the blanks. After thinking for a long time, Xiao He doesn't remember. The papers are about to be handed in, and I'm particularly anxious. I was about to give up when I suddenly remembered my mother's nagging: "Think hard and don't give up easily." So, I adjusted my anxiety and thought carefully. I can't help crying with joy when I think of it. I got a perfect score when I announced the results, and the teacher also wrote a big "good" word under the results. I am very happy. It was my mother's nagging that gave me strength. I want to thank my mother. Through this incident, I also understand that there is no problem that cannot be solved as long as I work hard.
My mother loves nagging, and it is these nagging that urge me to grow up healthily. I want to thank my mother.
My mother's fourth grade composition Article 7 My mother, alas, how can I describe it? Her personality is really a bit eccentric, always unpredictable. If I tell you all the examples, it will be a surging river. I guess I have to write a book, The New Biography of the Thousand and One Nights. Forget it, forget it, I'll just pick two and talk about it.
First of all, she applies countless cosmetics to her face every day. In my opinion, the piles of big, small, round and flat bottles and cans in her room are all similar things, but she sits in front of the piles of bottles and cans every day, painting this and that meticulously, too absorbed to describe in words. Anyway, as long as she sits in front of that pile of cosmetics, she can't pull anything out
That day, I was doing my math homework and got stuck in a math problem. I took my paper to my mother for advice. I saw her eyes closed and drawing something on her face. I just said, "Mom, this question ..." Before I finished, she impatiently drove people away: "Go, go, go find your dad, I don't want it!" What? Mom, it's perfunctory of you to say no without looking at what I asked. However, I only dare to say this in my heart, and I have to put some honey on my mouth: "Mom, you were a schoolmaster. How can this little thing be difficult for you? " "Oh, your father is better than me. Go find him! " She is actually very modest, alas, I have to simply believe it!
However, soon, it was reversed!
The next day, I solved an Olympic math problem. I can't help but feel a little proud and want to test my mother. I didn't expect her to say the solution to the problem without hesitation. "Awesome, too awesome!" I was shocked at once. She gloated: "Hey, how can such a simple question beat me?" At that time, I was much better than your father! "Hey, there is a flaw! Just yesterday, she said she was not as good as her father! However, I must not question it, otherwise it will lead to accidents. I secretly spit in my heart: Hum, I must have been busy with makeup yesterday, so I ignored me and kept saying that I was his favorite!
I am a mother and a face-changing king.
One day, I accidentally made a mistake. She flew into a rage and used all her long-lost skills of lion roar, which scared me out of my wits and made me tremble all over. Suddenly, her cell phone rang. She angrily pressed the on key: "Hello, oh, it's General Manager Liu! Ok, no problem. Goodbye! " Oh, such a gentle tone, such a sweet smile, I almost don't know this beautiful woman in front of me! "Ah-help!" Before I knew it, my mother who hung up the phone immediately turned into the devil Prada and began to bomb my ears again, torturing my body and mind. What a tragedy!
Alas, people say that the Monkey King has changed seventy-two, and I think my mother is not bad either. Oh, she is still so boastful. Why don't you let her be the Monkey King? Ha ha!
My mother's fourth grade composition 8 others say that my parents are a combination of handsome men and beautiful women. What do you think of me? I think many times they are quite stupid!
In my family, the dumbest person is my mother. Father often says that she is stupid, that she has poor self-care ability, and that she can do nothing but teach after class. She has done countless stupid things. One night, I jumped up and down in the room after finishing my homework. I accidentally sprained my ankle, which made me cry. Because it was after ten o'clock in the evening, it was inconvenient to go to the hospital, so my father put some ointment on me and said that if it still hurts tomorrow morning, he would take me to the hospital.
The next morning, when I was still sleepy, I felt someone touching my foot gently and said, "Nothing, no response at all." When I heard it was my mother, I didn't even open my eyes. Mom's little hand touched my foot, so comfortable! I close my eyes and enjoy myself. Suddenly my mother increased her strength. "Ouch, it hurts!" "I opened my eyes." Why does it still hurt? Then why don't we go to the hospital quickly? "Mother looks very anxious." You pinched it wrong, not your right foot, but your left foot! "Stupid mother!
Although my mother is in her thirties, she acts like a child all day and has poor self-care ability. She needs my father to take care of her injections and drugs. Last autumn, my father visited Europe for half a month, which was the first time my father had been away from home for such a long time. My mother is very unhappy, but I am very excited because my father said that he would buy me many gifts from Europe, especially Barbie dolls. The day after my father left, my mother had six small pits in her mouth because of an ulcer. She couldn't eat and sat on the sofa crying. Finally, I volunteered to go to the drugstore to buy Italian stickers. When I came back, I said I would put it on her, and she said she would. But my mother held the Italian sticker for three minutes, and as soon as she let go, the Italian sticker fell off without sticking. I couldn't help laughing when I saw it. The Italian sticker should stick the white side to the affected area, but she stuck the yellow side. It's strange to wear it! Finally successfully completed the task of sticking medicine!
Dad is better than mom. He is the pillar of our family, but perhaps influenced by his mother, he is sometimes stupid. On April Fool's Day, my mother came in after work and said, "Dear, Director Zhang is anxious to see you downstairs." Dad, who was cooking, put down his spoon and ran downstairs. After a while, my father came back angrily, and my mother and I had collapsed on the sofa with laughter.
On a Saturday in May this year, my mother went to school in the morning. My father said to me mysteriously, "Yuyu, today is your mother's birthday. She may have forgotten. Let's get ready and give her a surprise! " "I am very happy to hear that:" Good! "
My father and I went out and bought a beautiful jewelry box, a bunch of flowers and a big cake for my mother. Go home, dad.
Start cooking in a hurry I am not idle either, making birthday cards for my mother. We are very busy!
Mom finally came back from work. I quickly handed in a greeting card and said, "Happy birthday, Mom!" " Dad is also busy giving gifts: "Happy birthday, dear! ""Mom was so happy that she even said, "Good! Ok! "Mom had a delicious meal, and she said," Delicious! " Delicious! "My father and I are very happy to be praised, especially my father said modestly," There are still some shortcomings, please give us more valuable opinions! " "
After dinner, my mother sat on the sofa and said, "I really have valuable suggestions to make!" " "Dad said quickly," Please mention it! " Mom said, "You have to give me another birthday tomorrow." "Why?" "Because today is the fifteenth day of the fourth lunar month, and tomorrow is the sixteenth, that's my birthday! "
"My God!" Dad shouted "faint" on the sofa.
Mom and dad are stupid, and I'm not smart enough to inherit their genes. Once the Chinese teacher read a classmate's model essay in class. After reading it, the whole class applauded warmly, but I stood up and said loudly, "teacher, he copied it." I saw it in the composition book! " "The next day, I also took my composition to the school to show it to the teacher. The teacher criticized my classmates and they complained that I was not interesting enough! Some students also called me stupid, why do you have to say it? I can't help it I just take everything seriously and I can't change it!
Silly, I think it is very happy to be the daughter of silly parents. I hope I will never grow up and live happily with my silly parents forever!
My silly father and mother, I love you.
In my world, my mother has been with me, playing with me and studying with me. I can't forget everything my mother did for me.
In my summer vacation when I was 8 years old, I learned to ride a bike. My mother is supporting the back seat of the car in the back. The weight of the car plus my weight makes my mother more tired than I ride. I rode stagger, my mother followed me, and she had to help me adjust my balance. I'm panting and sweating with fatigue. But my mother insisted on riding with me again and again until I learned it. When I was riding my bike and playing freely, my mother was so tired that she couldn't keep back.
When I was 9 years old, I was clamoring to learn the electronic piano. My mother is afraid that I will give up halfway. She always accompanies me to class, studies music theory knowledge and playing skills, and gives me some advice when I practice at home. When I don't play well, I feel very anxious and sad, and tears will fall drop by drop. My mother always said to me, "No one can accomplish a difficult thing smoothly, and there will always be setbacks in life." If you fall, get up and believe that you can do it! " Encouraged by my mother, I practiced again and again. When the beautiful piano sounds from my fingertips, my heart is as sweet as honey, and my mother's face shines with joy.
/kloc-in the summer vacation when I was 0/0 years old, I signed up for the "National Youth TV Host Contest". Under the careful guidance of my mother, I successfully passed the preliminary contest and did not participate in the broadcast host training. In the days of preparing for the semi-finals, my mother shared two roles. One was a parent who took care of my diet and daily life, and the other was a tutor who taught me to recite and preside. ...
When I rest, my mother is helping me find information, cook and clean up the housework; My mother was guiding me when I was practicing. At that time, my mother was like a top that couldn't stop. She kept spinning and didn't have time to rest. Through the efforts of my mother and I, I advanced to the national finals in the semi-finals, and finally won the national silver medal.
My mother is a persistent person and has the courage to overcome difficulties. My mother's precious qualities will affect my life.
My mother's fourth grade composition 10 My mother is an ordinary peasant woman, although her skin is a little dark and she is not beautiful. But her heart is beautiful. She is a helpful person.
I remember once, my neighbor came to my mother to help me cut sugar cane, and my mother quickly agreed. Before going out, my mother said to me, "When you come back from school, bring me lunch. Otherwise, you chop it for me and I'll come back for dinner. Ok! " After listening to her words, I have to agree. When I came back from school, I rode my bike with my lunch. About ten minutes later, I came to the sugarcane garden where she cut sugar cane. I feel a little distressed to see my mother sweating profusely. I said, "Mom has no money to help others. Why are you working so hard? " Why don't you go back for dinner? Why do you want me to bring food? Mother said, "Go home quickly! Stop it, I'm not a three-year-old child. I'll eat after cutting these. "
However, my mother seems to be dreaming and doesn't know anything. Let's keep cutting and cutting. Seeing my mother sweating like a pig, I really want to wipe the sweat off her head with a cloth, but I am afraid that she will scold me and say that I have delayed her working time.
As long as my mother helps others, she will help to the end.