In study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is a maternal love composition carefully compiled by Bian Xiao. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.
Motherly love composition 1
I often recite the poem "thread in the hands of a loving mother, making clothes for her wayward children" because I have a mother who loves me. Motherly love is a fragrant flower in spring; Motherly love is a bright street lamp when you lose your way; Motherly love is a beautiful rainbow after a storm. In my eyes, maternal love is an umbrella in the rain.
I remember once, after school, God was angry with someone, and suddenly it rained cats and dogs. I just didn't bring my umbrella that day. I secretly complained to myself: this god is really good at timing. It's neither early nor late, but it's time to get off, really! God seemed to hear my complaint, and soon it rained harder. I had to hide in a corner that couldn't get caught in the rain and look helplessly at the broken "bead curtain".
Just then, a familiar figure appeared in the rain. When I looked intently, it was my mother! It was my mother who braved the pouring rain to pick me up! My mother took my hand and didn't wipe the sweat on her forehead, so she took a rest and went home. Along the way, I saw that my mother was mostly outside the umbrella, but she covered it for me. When I got home, my mother was soaked, and the clothes looked like they had just been fished out of the water. But she doesn't think of herself at all. Instead, she kept asking me if I was wet. At that moment, tears blurred my vision.
Motherly love is a great love, a selfless love, and a love worthy of cherishing and rewarding!
Maternal love composition ii
My mother is very beautiful. She is of medium height. The duck egg-shaped face has a pair of bright eyes, a high nose, fair skin and long black hair. Mother likes to wear black and white clothes.
My mother is a middle school English teacher. She works very hard. In order not to delay the students' morning reading, she goes to work early every day. As soon as the morning reading class is over, she hurried back to send me to school. In the evening, when she came back, I was already asleep, so she gently took out my homework and checked it again. If there is anything wrong, she will make a mark beside it and I will know the next day. My mother is strict with me. She always teaches me to write well and study hard. Sometimes my mother will criticize me when I am naughty.
Dad works in other places, and all the housework at home falls to mom alone. In my mind, my mother is busy all day. Every day, she always takes time to tidy up the house in an orderly and clean way. Sometimes when I see my mother so tired and distressed, I want to help her share some things that I can, but my mother always smiles and says she is not tired. Only on Sundays, when my father comes back, can my mother rest and watch TV.
In our family, mother is the hardest, so I will study hard and be a good boy to repay my mother's kindness.
I love my mother!
Motherly love composition 3
People often say that maternal love is like water, and father loves mountains. I understand it this way: father's love is heavy and strong, as solemn and dignified as a mountain; Maternal love is delicate and long, like water tenderness, nourishing the heart. I don't feel deeply about my father's love, but when it comes to my mother, I always cry for her selfless care.
When I was a child, my teacher told us many stories about maternal love: falling in love in the rain, eating fish and so on. Although it seems incredible, I have been experiencing the plot in the story, so that I began to question: Does mother really dislike fish? Does mom really like rain? When I grow up, I know all the answers are no. In the story of love, all of the above are the secrets of love, but now I think secrets are just love that children don't understand. These touching and warm plots exist in almost every family.
I also heard a story when I was a child, which made me understand that maternal love is universal and everything in the world is spiritual. Next, I want to tell you a story about mother fox. Mother fox and little fox live in a cave. Little fox is hungry and cries for food from his mother. Mother fox said, "Wait, mother will find you something delicious." So she climbed one mountain, two mountains and the third mountain and came to the village with grapes. Jumped on the grape trellis, picked a bunch of grapes and hurried to the mountains. Over one mountain, over two mountains, and the third mountain, it is just around the corner to be in charge. Mother fox heard the little fox's cry, but it really couldn't run. She put the grapes under the tree and sat down to have a rest. The danger is that the hunter is coming with the dog! What shall we do? Mother Fox shouted at the fox hole that it was dangerous to escape, and the little fox quickly hid. Later, Fox tried to find the trace of his mother, but there was no trace. Later, the grown-up fox returned to the former cave and found grapes growing on a tree. Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes, and he remembered his mother's words: Wait, mom will find you something delicious. Yes, that sweet grape is the fruit of love left by mother fox.
In life, many times, as children, we are used to relying on and enjoying everything our mother has prepared for us. We always take, but never say thank you, but our maternal love is as always. How long is maternal love? I praise maternal love, and I praise the greatness and selflessness of all mothers in the world!
Motherly love composition 4
Some wives love children and run around them all day. The greatest success they can achieve is to inspire their husbands' love for their sons. This kind of love can't stay in words, but must be manifested in practical actions.
A father must devote himself to his children, accompany them, reason with them, take them to some places, play with them, analyze their personality tendencies, and most importantly, enthusiastically ask them what they are playing and what they want to do. He should listen to children and encourage them to speak their minds. Most fathers ignore this responsibility of their own.
Therefore, maternal love should be integrated with paternal love as much as possible, and a tacit understanding should be reached in children, so that children can become a collection of parental temperament.
We find it difficult to make it clear when discussing the issue of temperament head-on. Because nature endows us with a certain temperament, few people can cultivate it unless people voluntarily change their personality. However, after many men get married and have children, they are completely transformed.
What a friend said to a father who recently had a child really woke up the dreamer: "Since you have a child, you should be interested in it. You'll like him. However, you must show your love for him in the process of constantly being interested in him. The word "benefit" left a deep impression on him. In the past, he often worked overtime or went out to drink and came home late. But the word "interest" kept ringing in his ears, and he decided not to go out at night, but to enjoy taking care of the children with his wife.
As you can imagine, as children grow up, this family will certainly become full of interest, because the family is a harbor where husband and wife care for each other.
Motherly love composition 5
Maternal love is the greatest love in the world. No one can compare with it No one can climb up. Mom, you are the greatest person in the world. You gave birth to us, raised us and raised us without any regrets. You, the most selfless person in the world, gave us a good one, but left the worst. Just say that since yesterday, you showed me an Apple 5, saying that you used your old mobile phone for your father's old one. Dad's old mobile phone belongs to Apple, but yours isn't. However, you changed your mobile phone, and it's gone. I don't think it's a big deal. You and I finally have an apple! "As soon as you finished, I cried. I thought to myself: when I grow up and have the ability, I will definitely help you buy a mobile phone!
I remember one night in the fourth grade, my sister kicked the thermos bottle away because of naughty, and hot water immediately began to flow to my legs. She cried in pain. How about you? No matter how late it is, go buy her medicine, apply it to her, and then sleep with her. When she saw you crying, she thought she was angry and said, "Mom, don't be angry. I won't be naughty anymore." You listened and said, "Mom is not angry. Mom is distressed. "
Mom, your love is incomparable and unattainable!
Motherly love composition 6
There is the greatest love in the world, and that is maternal love; There is one person in the world who is most worthy of our return, and that is mother.
In a blink of an eye, I was ten years old. How much effort and sweat you have paid for me in the past ten years! I want to thank you, mother, for giving me life! Thank you for your meticulous care and care for me!
I hate my mother whenever she tells me to put on more clothes? If you are long-winded, leave him alone. But after going out, I was glad that I put on more clothes in the cold wind, and then I thought that my mother forced me to wear clothes I didn't want to wear.
Once, at my 70-year-old grandmother's house. I don't want to eat anything because I have a cold. I can't even swallow my favorite millet porridge. In order to increase my appetite, my mother cooked me all kinds of meals that I usually like to eat, but I either didn't want to eat them or threw up after eating them, and I had no appetite at all. My mother looked at me anxiously, her eyes were full of love, and she trembled and said to me, "Bao Er, what happened to your stomach?" Why doesn't mother heat you a glass of milk? " I nodded feebly. Mother moved her weak body and went to the kitchen to heat me another glass of milk and put some biscuits on it. I swallowed it. That's so sweet. Ah! This sweet milk embodies mother's love.
"But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three spring rays". Mom, I will study hard and develop in an all-round way, and become a pillar of the country in the future to repay your efforts and expectations!
Motherly love composition 7
I hurried home after school today. "Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock.
Mom came out of the kitchen, looked at my shoes and said, "You've got all the shoes you can wear wet. They're not dry yet!" " I told you not to get your shoes wet again this morning, but you didn't listen. Now, without shoes, you know the consequences! "
"I didn't mean to get wet. When I was helping teacher Zhang with his homework, I got wet. I don't want to. Moreover, I can't fly and I can't float! " I hung my head and felt very wronged.
"Well," his mother said angrily, "Rabbit, you have learned to put the blame on the teacher. Go back to your room and reflect. "
I changed my slippers angrily and went back to my room. I didn't come out until dinner. I didn't say a word to her at dinner. I finished my dinner quickly and went straight back to my room to do my homework. I went to bed after I finished my homework.
I fell asleep. I don't know what time it is. I vaguely heard the sound of a hair dryer.
The next morning, I thought to myself: the shoes are still wet. Do I really have to wear wet shoes to school? My shoes were dry when I went to put them on. The sound of the hair dryer I heard last night was real, not a dream. I can't believe mom really dried her shoes.
My mother scolded me, but she loved me in her heart. Thank you for your silent dedication and love!
Motherly love composition 8
Maternal love is great, maternal love is selfless, maternal love cannot be bought by money, and maternal love is valuable. Motherly love cares for us more than fatherly love.
I remember once, I suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night, and my mother was very anxious. At dawn, my mother got on her bike and took me to the hospital. When I got to the hospital, my mother couldn't rest, so she took my hand and ran to the fifth floor to find the director of pediatrics. The director of pediatrics took my temperature, read my blood test list and said seriously: ldqu, if your fever is too high, you need an injection. After rdqu, I wrote a medical record and gave it to my mother. My mother kept taking me for injections, and then bought me a watermelon to cool down. By noon, my fever was gone. But somehow my stomach hurt again in the afternoon, so my mother had to take me to the hospital by bike again. After careful examination, the doctor learned that I had gastritis. On my way home, my mother hurried to the drugstore and bought me a box of Wenweishu. Looking at my mother's busy back, I have tears in my eyes.
Another time, when I was playing with my classmates, I was accidentally cut a long hole in my head by a stone, and blood kept flowing along the wound. My mother was scared and immediately picked me up and ran to the hospital. After a long time, I finally returned to normal.
Motherly love is great, and I love great mothers.
Motherly love composition 9
On this day, the teacher told us a story. The title of the story is Worship of Tibetan Antelope, which makes me understand the selflessness and greatness of maternal love and reminds me of my mother. My mother has long black hair, and her big eyes will stare at me when I am disobedient. I was scared at first sight. But usually my mother cares about me and loves me more than herself.
I remember one night in winter, at 12, I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. I told my mother that I had a cold, and my mother took me to the hospital without clothes on. Finally, I went to the hospital, my temperature was over 38 degrees, and my mother wanted water to drink. The doctor gave me some medicine, gave me an injection, and fell asleep when I lost. In a daze, I seem to see my mother taking care of me all the time. I stayed up all night, crying all the time. I also shed tears in my sleep, and I really felt the warmth of my mother.
I remember another time when it snowed in winter, I forgot to bring my gloves. My hands were cold, so my mother took them off and gave them to me. I said, "Mom, are you cold?" Mom said she was not cold. My mother and I made a snowman in the snow. Suddenly I found that my mother's hands were red with cold, and there were some blisters. I shed tears sadly. I took off my gloves for my mother, but she said, "Good boy, I'm not cold." . I was crying when my mother made a snowman. She said that her son is sensible and understands that he loves his mother. This is my mother. She loves me more than herself.
Motherly love composition 10
Our memory is like a river of years, with many growing rocks in it. There are large and small reefs, and each reef records a perfect memory. I remember when I was a child, I always had a stomachache and often got up in the middle of the night to take medicine. My mother was very distressed when she saw it. Once, my mother told me happily that my stomach would not hurt again this day. I was so happy that I went to bed early after taking the medicine. At two o'clock in the morning, I was sleeping soundly, and my stomach suddenly hurt unbearable, so I began to cry. My mother was quarreled by my crying and asked me, "Jie Jun, what's the matter with you? Didn't you take your medicine? Why does your stomach still hurt? " I sobbed and replied, "I don't understand. It hurts more and more! " "Mom quickly carried me to the hospital. My mother insisted on carrying me to the hospital because my father was on a business trip, there was no taxi at that time, and my family lived in a remote place. On the way to the hospital, my mother was sweating profusely. I hated myself for getting so fat, so I said, "Mom, rest. I don't care. My mother said, "No, I'm not tired." . It's you. Are you better? ""yes, I am. " I replied. Mom is caring and attentive on the road, and my stomach seems to be less painful! When I got to the hospital, I hung up the phone to see a doctor. I walked out of the doctor's office and found my mother asleep in her seat. I didn't wake her up quickly, but waited for an hour before we went back!
Maternal love is great, selfless and fearless.
I often hear the teacher say, "Motherly love is selfless and warm. But I have never understood how selfless and warm maternal love is.
Just this year, I fell ill while playing. Infectious mumps. At that time, I couldn't eat, from more than 90 kilograms to more than 80 kilograms. I am very distressed. As long as I eat hard food and the pain is unbearable, I will fly into a rage and start to lose my temper. Yell at my mother. I don't know what it's like to yell at my mother. I blame myself, but I want to say sorry to my mother, but I can't.
I am hungry and miserable. Looking forward to that day all day, when will it be ready. At that time, you couldn't eat too hard food, so you had to rely on liquid food to supplement your nutrition.
One morning, I got out of bed, got dressed and went downstairs with my mother. Wow! It is sunny today. We went to a noodle restaurant and ate noodles. I went back for an injection. During the injection. I won't stop. I'm going to the bathroom. Every time, my mother helps me with the medicine bottle and holds my cold hand. Is this selfless maternal love? After the injection, I lay in bed again. I am sleepy and want to sleep. I fell asleep. But I've been wiping my mouth with a wet cotton swab. Because my mouth is too dry.
My illness is getting better every day. Mother's smile grows more and more every day.
I am very happy and happy. Because I have a mother who cares about me.
Motherly love composition 12
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. "This is a Wanderer written by Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The wanderer's heart is most concerned about the relatives at home, and every mother's heart is most concerned about her own children.
I remember once I forgot to bring scissors in art class, but the art teacher in our class was very fierce. The teacher specially told us last class that students who didn't bring scissors and books wouldn't have to attend class. As long as I think about it, my heart is pounding with fear. That's right! I can call my mother and ask her to take it to school for me, so I immediately take out my watch and call my mother. My mother promised me without saying anything. Before long, it began to rain cats and dogs outside, and I thought, mom won't come over.
"One Sail, One Sail" Mom stood in the rain and called my name. I hurried out and saw my mother's half arm wet in the rain, but my scissors were not caught in the rain. Looking at my wet mother, my eyes filled with tears involuntarily, and I blamed myself for my bad habit of forgetting things.
Maternal love is great, maternal love is selfless, and maternal love exists around us like an angel.
Motherly love composition 13
"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby." Whenever I sing this song, I will think of my mother's love for me.
When I had my second class yesterday morning, I felt very heavy and sleepy. I don't want to open my eyes and lie weakly on the table. When xu teacher found out, he urged me to go to the school doctor to take my temperature. As a result, the school doctor took me to xu teacher's office and asked xu teacher to contact my parents and take me to the hospital.
After contacting my parents, xu teacher gave me a travel itinerary and sent me to the door of the reception office to wait for my parents. I thought to myself, mom and dad are very busy at work. Who will pick me up? I'm anxious. Looking at the school gate while thinking. Suddenly, I saw a familiar car driving to the school gate, and the door opened, yo! It was my mother, and a warm current suddenly welled up in my heart.
I sat in the car and my mother drove to the hospital at once. When I arrived at the hospital, she told me to sit in a chair and rest first, and then quickly lined up to register me. It's our turn The doctor told me to open my mouth wide, and then she took a small piece of wood and looked left and right. After that, he said, "It's just inflammation of lymph nodes. Just take some anti-inflammatory drugs. " Hearing this, my mother breathed a long sigh of relief, and her mood seemed to be much lighter.
Because of my mother's meticulous love, I can grow up happily every day "But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." In the future, I must repay my mother's love with a grateful heart.