My mother's wonderful speech 1 Hello everyone!
The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. She mended carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home ... "Whenever I read this poem, which is well known to women and children, I burst into tears and let my thoughts surge, and I came to my mother with my thoughts.
Last month's exam, the school had an early holiday, and I rushed home, but there was no one at home. I'm a little puzzled. All I know is that my father has been away on business for many years and won't go home. I didn't expect my mother to go. I went to the long-lost kitchen to find something to eat, and when I opened the door, I froze. I saw a half bowl of hard and cold pickles on the table.
My heart jumped suddenly, and I immediately remembered the scene when I came home: braised carp, sweet and sour pork ribs, fragrant and stuffy chicken ... The sumptuous meal made me dizzy and the attractive smell came to my nose.
Under the light, my mother and I drank heartily. My mother's mouth was full of unspeakable joy, and I was completely intoxicated with joy. I thought my living standard had improved and I could eat delicious food every day, but who knows that it was only at home. Thinking about it, my eyes are blurred ... quietly tidy up the dishes and clean them up. It seems that this is the housework I have done. I can't help feeling a little disappointed.
My mother's love for me is far more than that. It was Sunday afternoon. I went back to school by bus and entered the classroom only to find that I had left my textbook at home. I just wanted to go back and get it. In a blink of an eye, it was like magic. Dark clouds were gathering, lightning and thunder were thundering, and pouring rain fell from the sky. It's impossible to go back and get it. What if I don't take it?
Just when I was in a dilemma, a familiar voice came from the window. I couldn't believe my eyes when I looked at it. My mother appeared in front of me covered in mud, and water drops the size of beans dripped down my cheeks. I rushed over, and before I could speak, my mother carefully took out the book with body temperature from her arms and only said in a hurry, "Go to class quickly." I turned to leave, watching my mother's fading back, and my disappointed tears flowed out again. ...
Mom, how can I repay you for your concern and love? I'm afraid I'll never pay it back. Only by studying hard can you feel a little relieved. "Only mother is good in the world ..." Whenever this familiar melody rings in my ears, I deeply condemn myself. My mother has done everything for me, but what I return to my mother is the increasing wrinkles. I am speechless.
"The thread in the hand of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children, which is very close, for fear of delaying the time to go home, but how much love there is in an inch of grass, reported San Chunhui." Reading Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer, I seem to vaguely see my mother's thin back in the vast rain and fog. I said to myself: "mom, you are the touch of my life!" I will always love and respect you! "
My mother's wonderful speech 2 Hello everyone!
Although Mother's Day has passed, I still can't resist my reverence for my mother.
My mother is a showy woman, weak in appearance, but stubborn and competitive in character, kind and friendly to people, serious in attitude towards things, obedient to grandma and very educated to children. In my eyes, my mother is not only my mentor, but also my friend.
My mother is very strict with herself, asking her not only to do things well, but also to do them better.
I remember this Wednesday, my mother went to work and went out to buy materials during the lunch break. When I walked to the revolving door, my mother's right hand was pinned down by the revolving door. She endured the pain and pulled her hand out. Suddenly, she bled profusely. Colleagues around her saw it and rushed her to the hospital, but her mother said, "Never mind, let me go back to the office and lock up the archives first."
Later, my mother held her right hand, came to the office, put the materials away, and then went to the hospital to see a doctor. After the doctor saw it, he wanted to sew the wound for his mother, but her mother said, "As long as it doesn't hurt your bones and muscles, you don't need to sew the wound, otherwise you can't work." The doctor didn't say anything after listening, but at her mother's strong request, the doctor simply bandaged the wound and gave her three days sick leave.
But the next day, my mother got up early in the morning and went to work. Grandma and I didn't agree. My mother said, "Next week, the unit will take part in the examination in the city. No matter how hard and tired I am, I will do a good job and let the unit pass the assessment smoothly. " What's more, people want my help, which is their trust in me. How can we let people down? "
Looking at my mother's firm eyes when she spoke, I understood the truth of being a man, that is, to be serious in any work.
My mother's wonderful speech 3 Hello everyone!
I feel guilty when I mention my mother. My mother watched me grow up bit by bit, and then learned to walk, read and write. Until I took part in the work, my mother paid silently behind my back, and that heavy maternal love was enough for me to remember! I only feel that I have grown taller, but I don't care that my mother is getting old day by day. One day, I felt that my mother standing next to me was getting shorter and had a lot of white hair on her head, which really seemed to happen suddenly.
My family is in the countryside, and my mother is also an authentic farmer. I am three brothers and sisters, and my family has a heavy financial burden. The birth of three brothers and sisters has brought great mental pressure to the family, and my mother's life has become more frugal. One year, I accompanied my mother to the fruit wholesale market in the city to buy peaches, because there were many peaches in our family. Get up at 3 am and arrive at the wholesale market at 4 am. By 6 o'clock, the sales volume is almost the same. There are still two baskets of smaller peaches left, which can sell for more than 20 yuan, but no one cares until morning 10. I was impatient, so I urged my mother to go home. My mother didn't come home until 2 pm. When she saw the smile on her face, she knew that the peaches had been bought out. I didn't ask my mother why she waited so long to get this peach, because I knew my mother would not waste it. It is these bits and pieces that support our family. I am ashamed of my impatience!
In my impression, my mother did such trivial things and never thought of doing great things. But in my heart, she is great, because maternal love is selfless, and the wealth she accumulated is not to make herself eat better and dress better, but to make us live better!
I wish all mothers in the world a long and healthy life and a good mood every day!
My mother's wonderful speech 4 Hello everyone!
The flowers are blooming, the fragrance is fading, and the breeze is gradually rising ... "March 8" Women's Day is coming, and my mother's birthday is coming! In fact, sometimes, I envy Ma Xiaotiao for having a beautiful baby mother and Jingxiang for having an enlightened mother. And my mother, chubby in appearance, is only in her thirties, but she seems to be in her forties. And she is not a loving mother, but a strict mother. But she is beautiful in my heart.
Mom is a monkey, but I stubbornly believe that mom should be a cow. A 9-year-old girl, He Yue, drew a picture. In the picture, she said, "Mom belongs to a cow." This cow carries the whole family to show her love for her mother.
In the face of He Yue's paintings, I burst into tears. Mom, my mom, just like the cow in the photo. The cow carries the mother of the whole family on its back. Looking at that painting, I seem to see my mother as busy as a cow, with a cup of strong tea on the table, delicious and steaming.
Every day, mother is always the first to get up. Accompanied by the rhythmic symphony of pots and pans, it must be the cup of strong tea on the table that accompanies my mother. The last one to sleep at night is also my mother who has worked hard all day. My mother doesn't know how much she cares about making the family comfortable. But what remains unchanged is the cup of strong tea, which is the supplement of mother's spiritual nutrition.
On a rainy day, my mother was afraid that I would get wet, so she specially sent her an umbrella and simply said, "I passed by school ..."
My mother always frowns at what I like to eat: "I hate eating …" and gives me many good reasons to believe. I secretly ate all the leftovers myself.
I was sick, and my mother accompanied me to register, give injections and prescribe medicines. I wish I were sick. I said, "I told you to put on more clothes, but you didn't listen." Now that you are well, you are ill. " I don't listen to suffering, I don't care about you ... "
"Lies", together with the goodwill it contains, have deceived me for many years. Mom, how come you never told me it was love?
My mother never speaks to me meekly and sweetly. She won't praise me as well as other mothers, and comfort me if I don't do well. If I behave well, she will only ask me not to be too early. If I don't do well, she will severely criticize me and even hit me, but I understand that this is also a situation in which my mother loves me. Mom is the kind of person who "loves you deeply and longs for you"
My mother in my heart, though not docile, loves me very much, and so does the reality. Flowers bloom and fall, and the fragrance is faint. Happy birthday, mom. ...