Whenever the sunset miserly takes away the last ray of sunshine, my mother always illuminates me with the sun in my heart; Whenever I stumble on a thorny and stormy path, my mother always leads me by the hand and leads me to the bright road. Thanking mom is what each of us should do.
I love my mother. I really want to say "Mom, I love you" to her, but I have been embarrassed. The teacher seemed to know my mind, assigned special homework, and went home to say "I love you" loudly to my mother.
The way home feels far away. I'm walking on the road, and I'm worried if I can say it to my face.
When I got home, I got up the courage to say to my mother, "Mom …" Before I finished, my mother interrupted me, "What's the matter? Do your homework if you have nothing to do." At this time, my heart beat faster and my face turned red, like a big, red apple. I waved my hand and said, "I have nothing ..."
I went back to my room and took a piece of writing paper, which said, "Mom, I love you". I want to give this note to my mother.
However, as soon as I walked beside my mother, I was very nervous. A small piece of paper, like a thousand pounds, can't be handed out from my hand. "Mom ... I want to tell you that I ..." I was tongue-tied, and I couldn't say it if I wanted to. My mother looked up at me with concern in her eyes. I got up the courage and handed the wet note to my mother.
Are those my eyes? My mother had tears in her eyes ... My mother wiped her tears shyly, hugged me and gently stroked my head and said, "I love you, too, son."
"Mom, I love you! Love you forever and ever! " I want to tell you loudly that it is no longer just written on paper and buried in my heart!
Mom, I want to tell you 650 words. Dear mom, you once told me that no matter what you do, you can do it yourself, so don't rely on others. Now, I can proudly tell you: "I did it!" " "
Mom, I like learning computers. A few days ago, I happened to know that there was a beautiful computer system beautification software, which was worth a try, but it was only put on the market. I was very interested and firmly believed that there must be a free version on the Internet, so I began to search for this beautification software called "Tomato Garden".
After more than an hour, I learned nothing except the "viciousness" of the Internet. In order to improve their click rate, many websites obviously don't have this software, but say they do. They looked decent when they downloaded it, but they found it was a "false tooth" when they installed it. What's more, some of them are accompanied by viruses. For the safety of the love machine, I retired.
Just when I was about to give up independent inquiry, mom, your words reminded me again. I got up the courage to adjust the firewall security to the upper limit and fully mobilize the brain cells to check the code. After trying n times, I finally found the genuine software hidden in a secret place.
Mom, I realize that success requires not only independence, but also perseverance. I want to tell you: "although you didn't help me everywhere, your teaching gave me the greatest help, which is more important!" " "
Fourth grade composition: Mom, I want to tell you quietly that the most familiar person is my mother.
She is of medium height, not fat, with shiny black hair and bright eyes under curved eyebrows, like two black gems.
Mother's greatest characteristic is kindness. I was educated by her as a kind and sensible child since I was a child. I remember once, my mother and I went shopping. At the market gate, there are many beggars. My mother gave me some pocket money and asked me to give it to beggars. Feeling very shy, I threw the money outside the box in front of the beggar and ran back to my mother at once. I thought my mother would praise me, but my mother severely criticized me and said seriously, "Everyone has difficulties and needs help. Today, you helped others, and when you are in trouble, others will help you. " The poor don't eat what they get. Even a beggar has his dignity. The action you just threw will make people think you are a charity. When you help others, you must be sincere. "
After listening to my mother's words, I felt ashamed and regretted my behavior just now. I went to the beggar again, took out my change, put my hands gently in the box, looked up, and my mother standing in the distance gave me a thumbs up. I was very happy.
This is my kind mother. From her words and deeds, I learned a lot about being a man and benefited a lot.
Mom asked me to tell you an 800-word composition quietly. Mom, let me tell you quietly.
Mom, in fact, I have a lot to say to my mother, but I am too busy studying to say it. I will whisper to you during the exam today.
Mom, I know you let me do my homework every day just to improve my academic performance, but I really can't stand it. Take yesterday for example: just for today's math midterm exam, I was asked to do math homework and review the first and second questions last night, which really exhausted me. I didn't want to write, but my mother insisted that I finish it before I had a rest. I finally finished my math, and then I had to check for my mother, so it took me an hour and a half to finish it. I thought to myself: I should be able to watch TV and rest! However, my mother only let me rest for ten minutes and asked me to write Chinese again. I am almost exhausted. My mother said, "Because I can't come back at noon tomorrow, and I'm worried that you won't consciously review at noon, let's stay up tonight!" " I was even more annoyed when I heard the word' staying up late'. I was a junior, and so was my mother. The elders dare not disobey me, so they have to let nature take its course. My mother asked me to recite every unit. It's time to read it. He also asked me to write the synchronization exercises he bought until the class you attended. I was tired of writing so much. Let me see the small alarm clock. Now the hour hand has pointed to 12: 30. I'm shocked! How time flies! Mom will never let me sleep easily. Sure enough, this' wish' has come true again. My mother whispered, "There is still a composition!" I feel dizzy again. I don't want to write any more, but it's hard for me to disobey my mother's orders, or I will be beaten. So I wrote two more compositions. Is it time to have a rest? I asked my mother. Mother said softly, "You can have a rest."
Mom, I'm done whispering. Please read my suggestion, and hope that your method of educating me will be improved!
I hope it helps you! ~
I want to tell you 600 words of composition. Dear, I want to tell you how many stars there are in the sky. . . . . . . Just sing it a few more times.
Mom, let me tell you something. 600-word composition and letter format. Dear Mom:
Hello!
For more than ten years, you have been taking care of me and caring for me. Even if you are busy at work, you have no complaints, but I don't understand your pains and always complain about you. Now that I think about it, how wrong it is!
When I was writing my homework that day, I wrote and felt a little sore in my back. Before I knew it, my head was glued to the book. At this time, I was startled by a sudden cry: "sit up straight, your eyes are so close to the book, you will become a four-eyed frog, you will regret it!" " "Your reprimand began with me like a barrage, which made my eardrums buzzing. I glared at you and whispered discontentedly, "Hum, what's the big deal, nosy old witch. "Now think about it, many students in the class wear glasses because their reading and writing postures are incorrect, but I still maintain good habits and protect my eyes. This is inseparable from your supervision and reprimand. All words contain love.
I like to eat snacks, especially the barbecue sold on the street, which always has a special attraction to me. Every time I go shopping with you, walk past the barbecue stalls on the roadside and smell the smell of roast chicken wings and sausages, I can't help but swallow my saliva. But you never allow me to eat barbecue food. No matter how soft I am, you always say "no!" Keep a straight face You dragged me away with such a firm tone. How much I hate you when I see other children holding barbecue food in their hands. I hate that you have no feelings at all, even my little wishes can't be satisfied. Until one day I saw on the news that a child was deformed because he ate too much barbecue food on the roadside. I didn't know your strictness was for my health.
In the evening, I finally finished my homework and was sitting on the sofa watching TV easily. A discordant voice said, "Rosie, come and help with the dishes." I feel very disappointed. I am in a good mood. What are you fooling around with? However, my mother's life is hard to break, and I have to do it despite my reluctance. Alas, this kind of thing has not happened less. Every time I try to finish the homework assigned by my teacher, I have to finish the homework assigned by my mother-washing dishes, sweeping the floor, cleaning the glass and cleaning the room ... until one day, I learned from the book that you are cultivating my self-care ability, and I understand your painstaking efforts, because I always can't do housework well and often need you to clean up the mess.
Mom, your love for me is so sincere and strong that I have never understood it correctly for more than ten years. Now I understand that I will repay your sincere love with my own actions.
Your child: XXX
XXXX year x month x day
Mom, I want to tell you something quietly. Mom, in fact, I have a lot to say to my mother, but I am too busy studying to say it. I will whisper to you during the exam today. Mom, I know you let me do my homework every day just to improve my academic performance, but I really can't stand it. Take yesterday for example: just for today's math midterm exam, I was asked to do math homework and review the first and second questions last night, which really exhausted me. I didn't want to write, but my mother insisted that I finish it before I had a rest. I finally finished my math, and then I had to check for my mother, so it took me an hour and a half to finish it. I thought to myself: I should be able to watch TV and rest! However, my mother only let me rest for ten minutes and asked me to write Chinese again. I am almost exhausted. My mother said, "Because I can't come back at noon tomorrow, and I'm worried that you won't consciously review at noon, let's stay up tonight!" " I was even more annoyed when I heard the word' staying up late'. I was a junior, and so was my mother. The elders dare not disobey me, so they have to let nature take its course. My mother asked me to recite every unit. It's time to read it. He also asked me to write the synchronization exercises he bought until the class you attended. I was tired of writing so much. Let me see the small alarm clock. Now the hour hand has pointed to 12: 30. I'm shocked! How time flies! Mom will never let me sleep easily. Sure enough, this' wish' has come true again. My mother whispered, "There is still a composition!" I feel dizzy again. I don't want to write any more, but it's hard for me to disobey my mother's orders, or I will be beaten. So I wrote two more compositions. Is it time to have a rest? I asked my mother. Mother said softly, "You can have a rest." Mom, I'm done whispering. Please read my suggestion, and hope that your method of educating me will be improved!
Supplement:
I live in a warm, harmonious and happy family. My parents like me very much and love me very much, especially my mother. My mother works in a bank, in charge of personnel and education. She has a lot of business and is very busy. Nevertheless, my mother will personally send me to school every day, dress me, tie my shoelaces, pack my schoolbag, fill my meals and wash my socks ... In short, my life is represented by my mother. What I want to announce is that it's not that I don't do it, but that my mother doesn't believe me and keeps saying that I am a child. What my mother asks of me is that I should study hard. But, mom, I want to tell you ...
I remember once, I planned to learn English after school. It happened that my father was on a business trip and your company was busy, so I went to the English school by myself. Afterwards, I thought I would get your praise and praise when I grew up, but what I got was your severe reprimand; Another time, our class ran the physical education class 50-meter race. I was good at sprinting, but my shoelace suddenly opened before the game. Because you usually do it for me, I can't even tie my shoelaces, and I'm too embarrassed to ask my teachers and classmates for help. As a result, I came last. ...
In daily life, I go to wash dishes, and you say I am still young; I wash socks, and you say I can't clean them. I help you clean your room, and you call me a troublemaker. Mom, I 12 years old. I am a first-year student, not a toddler any more. At the beginning of the new semester, with my efforts, you finally promised that I could go to school by myself, but you still have to stand on the balcony and look at me every day, open the window and tell me, "Don't play on the road, pay attention to the car and go well."
My good mother, I know you love me deeply, but you should let me learn to do things and take care of myself, because I will eventually grow up, go to school and work outside. I'm really worried that you can't stand it then, and I'm more worried about whether I can live alone.
Mom-I want to tell you that your hobby is very heavy.
Mom, I want to tell you quietly. Looking up at the 4000-word composition, it is snow in winter, and the world is shrouded in darkness. The injustice of the world took you away, which deeply hurt me. In your hand, holding a pen, sketching the light of the world, but you left, giving me those eyes that blinded the light, like sunglasses. I have no gratitude or resentment towards you. I came into this world because of you. Let me tell you quietly: I know you! In the middle of the night, I tried to save you, but I accidentally got lost, but I didn't give up. Because I am not stagnant, even though I have a pair of dark eyes, I am still looking for you! Let me tell you quietly: I miss you! The downpour baptized me! However, this is a lost street, so I can't find my way. It is raining! It was a sharp sword that hit my heart. I can't stand the pain, but it doesn't matter as long as you are here. I will use all my strength to resist ... hold back the pain of the knife! I tell you quietly: you are the premise of my life. No one can judge your right or wrong, thinking that you created life, and everyone admires you and let you walk on the road of comfort. Your art has been passed down through the ages, and it is your hard work. I once asked you to let go, but you refused. Finally, I was wrong. I shouldn't have stopped you! Let me tell you quietly: ... "I'm sorry!" I have tried my best to understand you, but I have no ability, I can't see through you! I live in the darkness that makes me taboo. I'm trying … but I haven't met you! Here it comes, here it comes! It is you! There was a party ... hahahaha, great, I didn't feel it. I finally woke up from my dream and found that it was an illusion, an illusion of the future. Let me do it forever! Never stop, no darkness, no parting, no suffering. My hope, my dream. Hope is my strength, hope brings me success, even if it is not realized now! You are not human, but you are the light in space! The end of the world has come, and since then, without you, human beings are so small that I can't guess you. This is your mystery. When can I come? Please don't make me cry, don't hurt me, don't let me leave you ... Let me tell you quietly: it will never hurt your pain, because you are hope and my strength!
Mom, I want to tell you a composition quietly. Mom, let me tell you quietly. Mom, in fact, I have a lot to say to my mother, but I am too busy studying to say it. I will whisper to you during the exam today. Mom, I know you let me do my homework every day just to improve my academic performance, but I really can't stand it. Take yesterday for example: just for today's math midterm exam, I was asked to do math homework and review the first and second questions last night, which really exhausted me. I didn't want to write, but my mother insisted that I finish it before I had a rest. I finally finished my math, and then I had to check for my mother, so it took me an hour and a half to finish it. I thought to myself: I should be able to watch TV and rest! However, my mother only let me rest for ten minutes and asked me to write Chinese again. I am almost exhausted. My mother said, "Because I can't come back at noon tomorrow, and I'm worried that you won't consciously review at noon, let's stay up tonight!" " I was even more annoyed when I heard the word' staying up late'. I was a junior, and so was my mother. The elders dare not disobey me, so they have to let nature take its course. My mother asked me to recite every unit. It's time to read it. He also asked me to write the synchronization exercises he bought until the class you attended. I was tired of writing so much. Let me see the small alarm clock. Now the hour hand has pointed to 12: 30. I'm shocked! How time flies! Mom will never let me sleep easily. Sure enough, this' wish' has come true again. My mother whispered, "There is still a composition!" I feel dizzy again. I don't want to write any more, but it's hard for me to disobey my mother's orders, or I will be beaten. So I wrote two more compositions. Is it time to have a rest? I asked my mother. Mother said softly, "You can have a rest." Mom, I'm done whispering. Please read my suggestion, and hope that your method of educating me will be improved!
I love my motherland. I love my motherland. Just like my mother, she raised me to thrive. I love her magnificent rivers and mountains, long history, vast territory and prosperity. I love my motherland. We should unite, carry forward the spirit of the older generation of revolutionaries and work together to build a great motherland.