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My impression of my mother
"Only a mother is good in the world …" Every time I hear this nursery rhyme, I can't help thinking, I have a good mother, and I am very proud of my mother. Although my mother hasn't read many books, she is kind and tolerant. I came to this colorful world with my mother's cells. Now my mother raised me carefully, and I am like a beginner.

My deskmate gave me the first impression: my deskmate's lovely, round face, flashing eyes like a slightly upturned mouth in the night sky, always revealing two dimples when laughing. People who don't know her think she is a very quiet girl! She is my deskmate-Zhao Yue. Her most obvious feature is the smile on her face. When you meet her, she always wears a sweet smile like the spring breeze. Even if she is wronged or criticized, she still smiles. On Friday, a new intern teacher came to comment on our homework. At this time, the male classmate in front of me turned to himself. When I corrected the ninth question, I looked up and was about to speak to him. The teacher named him, me and my deskmate. At that time, the teacher didn't speak very loudly, so I didn't catch it clearly. After school, our head teacher asked The monitor on duty to report on the day and named six students. Three of them are my deskmate, the male classmate in front of me and my name. When the teacher told us to stand up, my deskmate stood up in surprise. Later, the head teacher asked us to write a note and then we were fired. After school, I asked my deskmate, "Since you didn't. But she said, "Writing instructions is to exercise our writing ability and reflect on what we did wrong. Since the teacher called my name, I was wrong, so I wrote this explanation. "

A grain of sand is a world, and a drop of dew can reflect the brilliance of the sun.

Friend: Don't forget, always remember to give yourself more encouragement.

-Inscription The journey of life is full of thorns. How to face it? Escape is cowardice; Avoidance is negative; Retreat is incompetence ... Only by sowing firm faith, perseverance and immortal hope can we reap success on the road of letting a hundred flowers blossom, and the premise of all this is to give ourselves more encouragement.

Give yourself more encouragement and you will have more confidence.

We have known since childhood that modesty is a virtue, and we should not show ourselves in front of everyone, because it is vanity in the eyes of adults.

Today, we know more clearly that an unknown grass is so small compared with the vast grassland, but it is countless unknown grasses like her that have made endless green; An ordinary soldier is so insignificant compared with a brilliant victory, but it is thousands of brave soldiers like him who have made remarkable achievements through joint efforts.

So whether you are just an unknown grass or an ordinary soldier, you must learn to encourage yourself: I am very important! Don't give up easily, you will become more confident.

Give yourself more encouragement, and success will be closer to you.

I often hear friends complain that success is always too far away from me, and sometimes I feel the same way and feel powerless.

In fact, it is not objective conditions that hinder our success, but our inner cowardice.

The experience and authoritative judgment of predecessors often make us flinch in the face of difficulties; Rigid thinking often makes us pass by success.

But, my friend, do you still want to miss another chance that God has given you? Why not give yourself more encouragement, more confidence, stand up bravely and say loudly, "Is this really the case?" I'll try again! " "Maybe you will be surprised to find that the door of God is also left unlocked.

Friend, remember to give yourself more encouragement, maybe you will find that success is only one step away from you.

When you encourage yourself to say "I will succeed", the harvest season of life is not too far away from you >

Impressive people in everyone's memory ocean, there are some people who will make you unforgettable for various reasons, so you will store them in the memory warehouse.

In my heart, there are many people that I can't forget. The most unforgettable one is Mr. Chen, who gave me the fifth grade Chinese.

Teacher Chen is an experienced and knowledgeable old teacher in our school.

He gives us meticulous care in life.

After a trip to physical education class, we had a full head of sweat. We're just sweating and taking off our clothes.

Teacher Chen found out, and he was afraid that our catching cold would affect our class.

Mr. Chen, let's get dressed quickly. Your words warm our hearts like spring breeze.

Teacher Chen, you not only care about us in life, but more importantly, you ask us to study carefully.

I remember it was a Sunday. Here's the thing.

I finished my math homework on Saturday, so I put off my Chinese homework until tomorrow.

On Sunday, my aunt's child came to our house and played with him all day, but forgot to do his homework.

I didn't remember my Chinese homework until I went to bed at night.

At this time, I quickly took out my Chinese homework and made it up.

However, just after doing a few questions, the eyelids began to fight.

I was so sleepy that I wanted to go to school tomorrow to make up for it! The next day in class, the teacher said a question, and I made one.

The teacher always looked down on me, so he came to see me and found that I didn't do my homework.

Seriously said to me: "Make up your homework and come to my office to write a checklist."

"At that time, I was ten thousand unconvinced. I learned afterwards that it was for my own good.

I will never forget you-Miss Chen.

This week, Uta thought, we learned Uta.

Tasting the words of the little girl Uta, I have a lot of thoughts ... Uta is only a child of 14 years old, but it is amazing to earn money to travel to Europe by her own ability! As for me, I am the "Jiao Jiao girl" at home, always "mouth to mouth, clothes reach out".

"She has been preparing for this trip to Europe for three years, and the itinerary is watertight-compared with her American peers, a middle school student hardly needs the help of her parents ... alas! Think of me. I depend on my parents for everything except reading books and textbooks.

Compared with Uta's self-care ability, I am like a doll who just learned to walk.

From Wuta, I understand that it is not enough to be an excellent talent, a useful talent for the future and a talent who can give back to society. The accumulation of experience and social knowledge can't be learned just by watching TV pictures.

"Understanding the world from TV and books is not perfect.

"Uttar this sentence, the most! When I was complacent about being able to publish a few compositions, Uta had already traveled to many countries at her own expense.

Compared with Uttar, I see my own shortcomings.

In other words, our children lack the ability to take care of themselves.

We are all pampered under the care of our parents, and we are all a little weak and pale.

In fact, children should learn to exercise themselves in adversity.

If it is always smooth sailing, when you grow up and step into the society, your ability to bear setbacks will be poor.

Easy to flinch in the face of difficulties.

People who usually get exercise will not be in a hurry in the face of difficulties, can confidently summon up the courage to overcome difficulties, and will not easily say "failure."

Dear mom and dad, give us more exercise and freedom, let's develop according to our own interests! Let's be more confident and do something within our power.

Don't turn your love for us into doting. Excessive protection will only make us lose our ability to be independent.

Don't treat us like chickens under wings, we should be eagles, eagles flying high! What society needs is talents who can think independently and do practical things.

Not Zhao Kuo, who is only an armchair strategist.

The future is ours, please put down excessive protection, let us be tempered by wind and rain, and open up a sky of our own in this beautiful world!

One thing that impressed you the most: Last Saturday, my aunt and my cousin went for a walk in Central Park.

It was getting dark, and several stars appeared in the dark blue sky, flashing.

Overlooking the beautiful city in the evening.

The blue sky in the daytime, just like someone painted it with ink, has no clear hue except the golden light of the moon and the twinkling of stars.

My cousin and I play football in Central Park. Soon, I felt tired and said to my aunt, "I went home." It's getting late, my mother will be worried! " Aunt said after listening: "well, be careful and pay attention to safety!" " I nodded and hurried home.

It rained heavily yesterday, and the tree was as happy as drinking the "wine" spilled by God yesterday, and cast its own shadow on the grass.

Breeze blowing, leaves swaying, a few wisps of wind you hold my hand, I pull your sleeve, around the flower head; The leaves whistled in the breeze.

Suddenly, something was wrong in my heart.

I quickened my pace and wanted to go home quickly.

However, Central Park is very big. It's my first time here and I'm not familiar with the road.

Walking, I got lost.

I looked around, but I still didn't know how to get there.

The street lamp was on at first, but I don't know why it suddenly turned off.

So, I really realized this downright quiet night.

I'm so scared in my heart, afraid to see "ghosts"

I am also afraid to see the "strange thief" who suddenly jumps out of Wu Xiao's theory.

I vaguely heard a few frogs and insects, echoing the rumble of power generation in the distance of the electric room, and my heart was even more afraid.

Moonlight dripped through the cracks between trees, like a layer of broken silver on the ground.

Suddenly, the street lamp turned on again, another cool breeze blew, and the leaves rustled again, as if whispering.

Various unknown insects "crickets" and "chirps" in the grass.

The jagged shadows on the roadside bared their teeth, as if the devil's soldiers were staring at me, as if to swallow me up.

Just out of Central Park, I heard a "beep" in the grass by the roadside, and something jumped out! Wow! What is this? My heart jumped suddenly and I was breathless with fear.

It took me a while to know, hi! Just a mouse! I gave myself courage, and I sang as I walked.

But I was afraid in my heart, and the song naturally went out of tune.

Finally, I came to a big supermarket.

My heart is also relaxed.

Thirty-six plans, "running" is the best plan! I wiped the sweat from my forehead with my hand and ran home quickly.

This thing really scares me!

The teacher who impressed you the most wrote a composition. About 200 words.

Do it.

Our teacher Hou is a beautiful and gentle teacher.

She loves us very much and we like her very much.

She is busy in the classroom every day. She has taught us everything.

In Chinese class, she reads the text vividly and interestingly.

After class, she walked out of the classroom with us, instructed us to jump rope, played with our white-haired girl and knitted flower baskets together ... I love our teacher Hou. She is like our mother. I want to say to you loudly: "I love your teacher!"

Write a composition that impresses you. The past of about 250 words is like smoke. There are many things that impressed me, and I have forgotten them, but one thing is fresh in my memory.

I remember when I was a child in kindergarten, that time, I was sick, but my mother ignored me.

I was cruelly left at home, but my father took me to the hospital to feed me, while my mother lay at home and slept like a sow.

One day, it rained cats and dogs, and God seemed to hold his breath. He wanted to rush down at once and fall to the ground like a golden bean. At this time, his mother said; "I feel sick. Let's take this child to work for my father. " Helpless, my father hugged me and walked away with milk powder, blankets and umbrellas.

The rain flowed down his hair like an outflow and was soaked through after touching it.

At this time, my mother is lying in bed, sleeping like a sow.

When I got home, my father had already become a "drowned rat" and my mother was not distressed at all.

On the contrary, he said; "Go and comrades to eat and drink.

Soaked in the rain.

Serve you right! "Dad was silent and said; I don't look like the kind of person who sleeps at home.

Like a sow, I got something.

Laugh.

The composition of the person who impressed you most. About 1000 words

The person I remember most clearly is my mother.

My mother is not tall, but tall and straight, with fair skin, heavy eyebrows and big eyes, full of wisdom.

My mother is my mentor. I remember the first time I wrote a composition, and I didn't know how to write it. It was my mother who taught me to write well word by word. My mother is always my first reader when I finish writing. After reading it, she always praises me.

Even if my handwriting is wrong, my mother will kindly say to me, "It would be better if this sentence were written like this."

"I'll correct my mistake at once.

After changing, my mother will give me a thumbs-up with a smile. My mother is not only my good teacher, but also my good partner. In this way, under the care of my mother, I am like a bird learning to fly, and my feathers are full day by day.

My mother is also my closest friend.

I will tell my mother everything, because I don't have to worry about my mother accusing me.

When I am upset, my mother will not hesitate to solve my worries; When I was confused, my mother pointed me in the right direction; My mother gave me confidence and courage when I failed.

Mom, I love you!

The topic of the composition is 600 words about your impression of the university. "Some poems are written for yesterday and tomorrow, some poems are written for love, and some poems are written for ideals I have never met, but I never give up before sunset." And I want to write to my poetic youth-my university.

I often hear people praise the university, saying that it is unrestrained and broad-minded, but it seems not to me, because after nearly a year of college life, I found that my college life has never met such an ideal.

On the campus of the university, the classroom is not fixed, so I have to change my position many times every day in order to take different courses. Such a "tortuous" class experience is more incredible than surprising me.

Except for class time, other spare time is arranged by myself. There is no fixed classroom and no teacher staring at self-study, so I began to hesitate, because there seems to be no place to go except the dormitory during the day.

The library is always crowded with people. Although there are some empty stools in the huge study room, there are tall books stacked on the table. Although I have the evil idea of sitting down, I have no courage, because when the owners of those books come, I will be driven away. Of course, in addition to the library, there are six teachers who can study by themselves. Sadly, when I first came to college, I didn't even know there was such a place for self-study.

These are very difficult for me who is used to high school life.

Maybe the so-called unfettered college life just means no heavy homework, no full classes from morning till night, no self-study forced by teachers ... but at the same time, our courses have become more difficult, haven't they? Without the supervision of teachers, are we conscious? What if I didn't learn my major well? In fact, because of this freedom, universities have become more demanding of themselves, which requires us to study harder and forge ahead.

However, I have to admit that this year's college life has also brought me a lot of happiness.

The first time I walked into this strange campus, I felt so beautiful. Crescent Lake, gazebo, willows and flowers ... seem to be in a well-designed garden. Although there are no waterside pavilions or pavilions, a beautiful image of a water tree is enough.

With joy, I began to try to experience new things around me.

At the beginning of the university, the recruitment activities of associations have been in full swing. Facing all kinds of clubs, I am also full of enthusiasm and expectation. I filled out two long-awaited club recruitment forms, followed by rounds of interviews. Fortunately, I was admitted.

I can't say that working in the club is easy. I have been very busy because of my chosen department, and almost all my spare time is divided like this.

However, in the community, the days of working with others are happy and satisfying. I learned what unity and cooperation are, how to get along with my work partners, and my ability has been exercised. In this way, I work hard with others, and I have paid and gained.

This also makes me more firmly believe in one sentence: "narcissistic flowers are only beautiful, and the brilliant flowers that depend on each other and bloom are brilliant." The most gorgeous page of college life should be new friends.

Classmates, roommates, work partners ... a year is neither short nor long enough for us to understand each other.

I used to think that my college life would be lonely without the company of my deskmate and former bosom friends. Everything in the past will only be a beautiful memory, disappointing, but nowhere to be found.

However, to my surprise, I found new good friends, good friends who can talk about everything, and good friends who have kept in touch. On the phone, we laughed and recalled the happy time we spent together, and shared the interesting things, joys and sorrows we met in the university campus ... This life is very happy and enjoyable, and we are also grateful to God for letting us have each other sincerely, no matter what.

If life is a book, then college is undoubtedly the most wonderful page I have ever read.

Although I think college life is not easy, it is another kind of hard work, but I am still willing to enjoy reading every word of it and recite this youthful poem-my university with deep affection.

Gorky once said: Books are the ladder of human progress.

Shakespeare also said: books are the nourishment of the whole world.

I think so too, because reading can bring us instructions and happiness.

Books are inseparable from us. Like food and water, they provide us with enough energy.

The ancients once said: "Yan Ruyu is at home in the book, and only the golden house hides the charming in the book.

"Indeed, a lot of knowledge in the book needs to be understood by ourselves.

I used to read blindly, never remembering the good words and sentences in the book, and I couldn't understand the knowledge in the book.

Therefore, I feel that I have gained little knowledge from books, which leads to unsatisfactory Chinese achievements.

Later, an opportunity made me read Gorky's attitude of studying hard as a child, and Wood knew the reason.

This book tells me: don't read blindly, savor carefully and read the book thoroughly, so as to achieve the real purpose of reading.

Books are a good treasure for human beings in today's society. The knowledge in books is like a treasure, waiting for me to open it little by little, dig it out and finally get it.

Books are the source of knowledge. If we read more books and read good books in this field, then you will realize the infinite pleasure that books bring you.

Books, like a ray of sunshine, bring people a lot of light; Books are like an ocean, which contains many sources of life; Books also bring people unlimited knowledge and endless happiness.

Upstairs, we often see an old man with pale hair, wrinkled face and slightly hunched back, bending over to sweep the stairs.

Everyone gave a thumbs-up when he mentioned Grandpa Wang, didn't they? Grandpa Wang is always ready to help others in our building.

Grandpa Wang is over sixty this year. Although he is old, he is strong and happy.

But he is quick-witted and quick-witted.

In our building, as long as he finds out where it is dirty or whose house is in trouble, he will immediately "step forward" to help.

People all praise him as a restless and enthusiastic person.

Every day before dawn, lying in bed, I can always hear the sound of "swish-swish-swish" sweeping the floor from the window.

Until I went out to school, I saw Grandpa Wang bending over to sweep the floor. I saw him skillfully waving a broom and sweeping the steps step by step. There are always messy scraps of paper, rubbish and dirt in front of me.

And the stairs behind him are always spotless.

Grandpa Wang always gets up before dawn, serving everyone unremittingly and asking for nothing in return.

Some people laugh at him for being stupid, saying that he is lucky and will not enjoy it, asking for trouble.

But he said with a smile, "I am old and have nothing to do when I retire at home." It is also appropriate to do something for everyone, just exercise! " ! In daily life, there are countless examples of Grandpa Wang helping others and consciously doing good things for people.

Let's say Li Nainai next door. One day, when she went upstairs, she accidentally fell down. Grandpa Wang saw it and took the initiative to help her go home. Since her family went to work, Grandpa Wang rushed home to help her clean. Li Nainai said excitedly, "Thanks to you, otherwise I can't go home." .

Although what Grandpa Wang does is very ordinary, sometimes I see extraordinary spirit from Grandpa Wang.

As long as he can do something for everyone, he feels lucky.

Grandpa Wang, what a great old man! I was deeply moved by his spirit of helping others.

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