One night, somehow, I felt sleepy and yawned, with a gloomy expression, so I quickly wrote in my exercise book.
The words lying on the exercise book are like dragon and phoenix dancing, but I am getting more and more sleepy, so I accelerated the speed of some homework and finally finished it. I let out a long sigh and attacked my bedroom, as if to spit out my sleepiness. I was just about to go to bed when my mother beat me to death and said, "I want to check your homework." I said in a daze, "Why should I check my homework?" I rushed into the room and locked the door. At night, I suddenly woke up. I want to go to the toilet. I saw my mother's light on. So I crept to the toilet. However, my mother suddenly flashed out. My mother was so angry that Kama went back to her room. I got up the next day and saw the poor hook in the book. My nose is sour and bitter, and my mother is not good to me.
I am very touched!
There is a poem praising mother: "The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body." It is said that maternal love is selfless and great.
I remember one time, when I came home from school, it suddenly rained cats and dogs. I didn't bring an umbrella, my mother caught a cold, my father was on a business trip again, and my grandparents had to take care of my mother and brother. I almost cried at the thought that no one would pick me up again. But I can't cry, because so many people will feel ashamed when they cry, so I can't cry. At this moment, a familiar figure passed by me, and that was my mother! No way. Didn't mom catch a cold? Mother said, "Xin Wei, put on your raincoat quickly!" " "I quickly put on my raincoat and my mother propped up my umbrella. I looked at my umbrella. My mother didn't let me get wet, but I was soaked to the skin. My cold turned into a bad cold. I looked at my mother's pale face and realized how much she loved me and loved me. When I get home, I really want to say happily to my mother, "Mom! I love you! "
Motherly love is rain, which can moisten our hearts; Motherly love is a clear spring, which can soothe the pain in our hearts and make me love my mother more.
I still remember that it was a cold rainy day. The little red cloth shoes on the feet were all soaked by the rain, and the little feet were frozen cold by the cold rain. After school, I take my mother's shuttle bus home. My mother saw that my shoes and socks were all wet, so she took them off for me and held my cold feet in her hands. Maybe my mother felt her hands were cold, so she put my feet on her stomach. My mother's stomach is warm, and my feet will soon be warm. This matter touched me a lot.
In the evening, I decided to wash my mother's feet and thank her for her love. I adjust the water temperature like my mother, neither too hot nor too cold. I set the stool, sat my mother down and washed her feet. My mother stroked my head happily and said, "Good boy, Yuanyuan is really getting more and more sensible." Looking at my mother's happiness, I remembered the poem "But how much love does an inch of grass have, and can it afford the sunshine of the sun?" I just found out. We once made my mother happy, but my mother did this and that for us every day. I will do more things for my mother to make her happy every day.
Today is March 8, and the teacher assigned us a special homework, which is to do something for my mother. In the evening, when my mother came home from a hard day's work, I ran to her and said, "Mom, let me give you a back rub." Mother didn't say anything, just looked at me and smiled.
As soon as I got up, I rolled up my sleeves, made a hollow fist with my hands, and gave my mother a heavy pat on the back. I said to my mother, "Mom, do you feel relaxed?" Mother giggled and said, "It's so comfortable. It would be perfect if it were heavier. " After listening to my mother's words, my fist became a solid fist, playing faster and harder, like playing drums. After playing the back, my mother's face smiled like a blooming flower and said, "You are really my mother's intimate back massager." Hearing this, my heart is as sweet as honey. I think: As long as my mother is happy, I am willing to be a "back masseur".
Hit my mother on the back. This little thing I did made her so happy. In the future, I will help her do more things to make her happier and younger.
Motherly love is noble! Motherly love is great! In my memory, an exam in Grade Two is my most unforgettable day.
It was a sultry summer, and I was walking home with an 88-point test paper. I feel very uncomfortable, as if there are many bugs crawling in my heart. I thought to myself: when I get home, I will be severely scolded by my mother.
When I got home, I went to my room with a feeling of discomfort and fear without saying a word. After a while, my mother came in and saw this dazzling eighty-eight. I cried. I thought: Mom will definitely hit me. My mother picked up the test paper, looked at it, looked at me in horror and comforted me, saying, "Son, as long as you work hard. I didn't do well in this exam. I will do well next time. Achievements belong to the past. As long as you do it seriously, your mother will be satisfied. " Mom also said: "From today on, as long as you listen attentively in class and understand everything the teacher says, that's all." I threw myself into my mother's arms. Mom, I will never forget this.
I love my mother and appreciate her love for me. Mom! I will repay your love, I will work hard, I will.
I have a pair of hands that grew up with me. I know them very well. These hands are hardworking, capable and warm. I grew up under her care, and these hands are my mother's. Mother's hands are beautiful, her fingers are thin and long, and her nails are always trimmed neatly. Although she is always so busy, she is still so delicate. My mother's hands are very capable. Every day when I come back from school, my clothes are dirty. She always washes me clean and makes me go to school in high spirits all day. At home, she does all the sweeping, scrubbing, cooking and washing dishes.
Mom's hands are amazing. It always becomes my favorite steamed stuffed bun when I am hungry. I feasted my eyes on roast chicken wings and rice. On my birthday, she can make beautiful and unique greeting cards and give me an unexpected surprise. Mom's hands are warm, too.
At night, she helped me cover the quilt that had been kicked off, for fear that I would freeze. She was very anxious when I was ill. My mother held me in a warm hand, gave me medicine and took my temperature, but she didn't sleep all night. Under her care, I soon recovered. I will never forget the assurance that these hands bring me a warm life.
People often say that a father loves mountains and a mother loves water. Motherly love is like a light rain in spring, like a fountain flowing from bluestone, which moistens everything, subtle and thoughtful.
My mother has been nagging me since I was a child. Let me study hard, start nagging if I don't do well, and let me do better from an early age.
Although she is not very knowledgeable, she always likes to urge me to study. I remember that at the end of last semester, he always urged me to review well. As long as I am free, he will certainly do so.
When we are sick, our mother's meticulous care always makes us recover better. Once I had a high fever, and he took me to the hospital overnight. Until the early morning, she often sent WeChat to doctors, always afraid that something would happen to me. When I sleep, I cover myself with a quilt from time to time for fear of catching cold. If the disease is dark, then my mother is sunshine. Under the careful care of my mother, all the unpleasant "fog" was left behind.
Motherly love is like a huge umbrella, sheltering us from the wind and rain; Mother's love is like a cool summer breeze, stroking our faces; Mother's love is like a trickle, quietly polishing the "spindle angle" of our bad temper ...
My mother is in her thirties. She is thin and has beautiful eyes. My mother always takes care of me in every way. She is the best mother in the world. I love her too.
It happened once. I was deeply moved by it.
I caught a cold that time, and my mother took care of me until the evening. When I fell asleep, she was still reading under the lamp, because there was an exam tomorrow, and she kept tucking me in. She thinks I should be much better after taking care of me for so long. The next morning, she went to the exam. When I came back, I was still running a high fever and threw up all over the floor. She held me anxiously for an intravenous drip. My mother bought me food and asked me if I was okay. Looking at my mother's bloodshot eyes, my tears suddenly fell down.
Mom, my good mother, it is your broad love that deeply touched me. I love you, my good mother.
In my heart, my mother is the most beautiful, kind and amiable mother in the world, the one who loves me the most and the one I love the most.
My mother is a community cadre. Of course, I became my mother's "honey pot" for commuting. On the way home from school every day, there is always a figure, my mother riding a bicycle and passing me in a hurry.
I remember one weekend, my mother took me out for a ride by bike. I accidentally fell off the car and I cried. When my mother heard crying, she quickly stopped the car and came back to me. She wiped my tears with her hand and comforted me: "Don't cry, let me see if I am hurt?" I listened to my mother's words of concern and stopped crying slowly. With the help of my mother, I saw a hole in my arm, and bright red blood oozed out, almost crying again. Seeing this, my mother quickly carried me into the car and helped me all the way home. When I got home, my mother carefully treated my wound with alcohol and mercurochrome. Looking at my mother's busy figure, I felt very sad.
Mother's love, sometimes like an umbrella, protects me from the wind and rain; Sometimes like a lamp, it illuminates my way forward.
Mom, you are my favorite person!
My mother is a hardworking, gentle and virtuous person. In my memory, her love for me is always meticulous and often makes me cry.
I remember once, when school was almost over, it suddenly rained heavily, and I didn't bring my umbrella. And mom just goes to work, which is far away. I think it's over. I have to run home in the rain by myself. However, as soon as I got out of school, I suddenly looked up and saw my mother waiting for me in the rain with an umbrella. "Son, come here quickly, don't get wet!" Listening to my mother's urgent crying, I was both surprised and moved. I was speechless and didn't know what to say.
On the way home, my mother hardly used an umbrella to protect me from the rain. Running in the wind and rain, I found that my mother's clothes were almost soaked, but she kept saying, "Come closer, son, don't get wet, you have a cold." When my mother and I got home, her clothes were soaked through. Looking at my mother's shivering body, I really can't control my feelings. I threw myself into my mother's arms and called for her!
Excellent composition on maternal love 1 1 I love my relatives and friends, I love my brothers and sisters, but I love my mother the most.
One day, when I came home at night, it was very late. I fell asleep while reading. I just slept until midnight and woke up with a headache. I found that I didn't cover myself before going to bed last night. My mother heard the noise, came to my bedside, touched my head and said, "You are sick and have a high fever." When my mother finished, she quickly helped me get dressed and ran to the hospital behind my back. It was raining heavily outside at that time. My mother gave me an umbrella, and I got caught in a rain and arrived at the hospital gate. My mother is covered in rain. I asked her to wipe her head first, and her mother said it's okay. Then she continued to run to the emergency room of the hospital. After examination, the doctor and uncle said, "You have a bad cold and need infusion." I'm afraid of injections, but my mother comforted me and said, "I'm not afraid. My mother is with you." After listening to my mother, I am no longer afraid.
My mother sheltered me from the wind and rain, got up early to drive me to school, cooked delicious meals for me, patiently helped me with my homework, and worked hard every day. But how much love the grass has, I got three rays of spring. Mother's love is like an endless sea. I love my mother.
Excellent composition of maternal love 12 maternal love is like a clear spring, nourishing my heart; Motherly love is like a big tree, sheltering me from the wind and rain; Mother's love shines on me like a ray of sunshine.
One night last winter, I was hot and uncomfortable. My mother took my temperature. While touching my forehead, she frowned and said anxiously, "Why do you have a fever?" So we immediately put on our clothes and rushed to the hospital.
After the doctor's examination, an injection is needed. My mother was with me all the time when I had the injection. I was lying in the hospital bed, but my mother was never idle. She gave me water for a while and medicine for a while; Sometimes you tell me stories when you are bored. In this way, my mother stayed by the bed for several hours and finally finished playing at 1 am. My mother was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes, but she still dragged her tired body to get me medicine. I feel guilty looking at my mother's busy figure. I think I must take good care of myself in the future and I can't let myself get sick again.
I suddenly thought of the poem "But how much love there is in every inch of grass, and enjoy three rays of spring". Mom's love is really great, and I will try my best to repay her selfless love.
Excellent composition of maternal love 13 My parents' love for me is so profound and unforgettable.
I remember when I first came to Chuanzhusi town, I saw my parents making money hard and never had time to play with me. I said to my parents, "You are too tired to play with me." Dad said, "If you don't study in the future, just try to find something for you." Mom said, "What if you go to college and become a college student without money?" I said, "That was many years later." Mom said, "What if we don't make money now and we can't do it in the future?" I thought about it and said, "You are still so young. When will you get old? " Mom said: you are still young, and you don't understand many things. People are worse than the sky. Although we are so young, we may not be able to do it in a few years. So what should we do? "
I don't quite understand. Who is inferior to God? But I know that they don't have time to accompany me, so that I can live better in the future. Seeing them working so hard, I know I should study hard and not let them worry.
Mother's love for us is beyond our lifetime. Mother's love for us is selfless dedication.
Last winter, it was very cold and it rained almost every day.
One morning, I'm going to school. My mother asked me to take an umbrella, but I didn't listen. At noon, we finished school. Suddenly, it began to rain cats and dogs, and I was trapped by the rain. I really regretted it at that time. I shouldn't disobey my mother.
After a while, all the students in the school left, leaving only a few teachers on duty. I thought: Why hasn't my mother come to pick me up? Does she have the heart to let me freeze to death here? I decided to walk home by myself. China Education Digest
On the way home, my little feet were too cold to walk. Suddenly, a familiar figure slowly came to me. I looked up, ah! It's mom. My mother touched my little hand and said lovingly, "Jinger, I'm sorry. Something happened at school, so I came late. " I listened and threw my red-faced face into my mother's arms. Suddenly, I feel very warm.
Maternal love is great and ordinary. Motherly love is possible for everyone.
Excellent composition on maternal love 15 Who gave us life? Who raised us? Who comforts us when we are helpless? It's mom, a good mom to us.
Mother's love for us is selfless. Whenever we make mistakes, my mother will gently tell me, let me know my mistakes and correct them.
One night, I had a stomachache and my mother took me to the hospital at once. It turned out that I had gastroenteritis and sat in a chair with several injections. It was windy outside and I was cold, so my mother took off her clothes and gave them to me. I asked my mother lovingly, "Are you cold?" Mom smiled and said, "It's not cold." My mother has been asking questions and asking me if I want to eat something. At the end of one night, my mother was much haggard.
This is my mother's love for me, just like this song "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby."