Mother's tears excellent composition 1 In my mind, everything in my childhood is vague, and the only thing that is clear is my mother's tears.
Once, we had a math exam. I thought I would do well in the exam, but to my surprise, I got 86 points. God, this is the worst exam I have ever taken! I don't know how my mother will punish me when I get home. I can't think about it anymore.
In a short time, we will finish school. Fortunately, grandma came to pick me up. I thought, we can wait. My grandmother doesn't know anyway. I slowed down and thought: I will stick to it as long as possible.
After all, paper can't wrap fire. As soon as I got home, my mother asked curiously: Did you get the math score? How many points did you get in the exam? Suddenly, two thoughts flashed through my mind and changed my score while my mother was not paying attention; No, I can't lie. If I don't lie, my mother will punish me. What should I do? After careful consideration, I finally chose honesty, I stammered at 8: 86. Mom frowned and said, show me the test paper. I obediently took out my test paper, waiting to be sentenced. My mother, like an angry tigress, called me careless and careless. I'm tired of listening to it and shouted, stop it. Then, with a bang, I closed the door and threw myself on the bed with tears in my eyes.
During my lunch break, I gently went to the living room to see my mother. Suddenly I found a tear in the corner of my mother's eye, which contained her hard work and fatigue in recent years. I squatted down and said softly, mom, I'm sorry.
Mom, your tears are so clear and transparent. I have never forgotten your kindness to my education over the past few years. You are a good mother, and your love is worth savoring.
Mother's Tears Excellent Composition 2 That day, it was a night of heavy rain. That day, I saw my strong mother crying for the first time.
That day, I was caught by my mother because I secretly went to training. When I got home, my mother sat on the sofa and looked at me with a straight face. I was so guilty that I looked down at my toes and dared not look directly at my mother. For a long time, my mother said coldly, "You have great courage. Don't you dare cheat me into skipping class. All the teachers called! " "I was scared by my mother and my eyes were red. Mom looked at me and snorted. "Why don't you play games? "? Affectionate! "I was unconvinced by my mother's words and retorted loudly:" I just like sports, and you have no right to interfere! " "Say that finish, I feel a little guilty. Hearing this, my mother got angry and shouted loudly, "I'm your mother!" "Of course I have this right!" In this way, my mother and I quarreled. Finally, I couldn't help shouting, "Have you ever taken care of me? All you know is work, work, work! Have you ever taken care of me? " I yelled at the last sentence Say that finish, I went back to my room, and I was the only one under the covers.
In the evening, my anger subsided and I had some regrets. I want to apologize to my mother. I thought for a long time and finally stood up, but as soon as I got to the door, I saw my mother lying by the bed, crying over and over again. These tears are like knives, stabbing my heart one by one. Her tears are like a dam that burst its banks, like a continuous flood. I regret it. I really regret it. I was so flustered that I wanted to comfort her, but I didn't have the courage and courage. I silently lowered my eyes and left alone.
If time can go back, I really hope my mother's tears don't stay.
Mother's Tears Excellent Composition 3 "Click, click ……", the sound of chopping vegetables came from the kitchen, and someone was sobbing faintly inside. I quickly got up and looked into the kitchen. Ah, mom has been wiping her eyes. I can't help wondering: Mom just came back from a trip to Guizhou. Did Dad quarrel with her?
I turned and went to the study. The room was full of smoke, and my father was playing computer with a burning cigarette in his mouth. My childhood memories are all about my father smoking and coughing, and of course my mother dissuaded my father from quitting smoking. I patted my father on the shoulder and whispered, "Dad, mom is crying." Dad turned his head coldly and looked at the kitchen with wide eyes. Mom seems to be crying too much. She covered her face with a towel and kept sniffling.
Dad was trying to see it clearly. Unexpectedly, mom seemed to notice it, and immediately turned around so that we wouldn't see her crying. Father sighed thoughtfully: "Alas, your mother always told me to quit smoking, but I never quit." . She is worried about my health ... why can't I make up my mind? "Say that finish, he put out the cigarette.
Listening to my father's remorse, I also remembered an incident that happened just a few days ago. That day, my mother saw the report card in my hand and asked eagerly, "Where is it?" ? Where is it? "I was annoyed at that time, so I shouted loudly," Where, where, you only know how to ask for it all day! " "At that time, my mother's face was a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, she was so angry for so long?
At this time, my mother came out of the kitchen with red eyes and a swollen eye. She quickly laid out a table of food. We sat together in small groups. I finally couldn't help it and whispered to my mother, "mom, don't be angry." I won't be angry with you again. "
"lose your temper?" She has a blank face. "When did you lose your temper with me?"
I was even more surprised and said, "Then why did you cry just now?"
"Cry?" Mom is confused. "Everyone is fine. Why should I cry? "
Dad told me what happened just now and handed the lighter to mom.
Mom laughed and scolded, "You have to give up smoking sooner or later!" She glanced at her father again and said, "When I was cutting onions just now, some onion water got into my eyes, which was so hot that I couldn't open my eyes."
My mother's tears When I was 4 years old, my best memories were scissors that my mother couldn't live without, and a pair of cloth shoes made by my mother from childhood to adulthood. Every time I put it barefoot, the feeling of numbness will never be forgotten.
I occasionally had a stomachache when I was a child. My mother found an old cloth shoe and baked the sole on the stove. Then she opened my clothes and put my shoes on my stomach. The warm feeling spread all over my body at once. After sticking the soles of shoes several times, I can draw out the cold and often cure my stomachache. But now that I have grown up, my mother's eyes are not very good, and she can't sew shoes for me anymore. I can only use a hot water bottle to make up my stomachache, but the effect of the hot water bottle is always not so obvious and can't relieve my stomachache. Sometimes I can't help blaming my mother for being in a bad mood, but my mother always keeps her head down and works silently with her rough hands and scissors.
The day before yesterday, when I came back from the movie, it was ten minutes past midnight, and my mother's cough was followed by a burst in the next room. I pushed the door and went in. The sight in front of me made me want to cry: my mother was under the lamp, holding a needle, with a pair of scissors beside her, and some were struggling to make a pair of cloth shoes. Tears welled up in my eyes. I thought that my mother, whom I called "Scissorhands" when I was a child, had done so much for me, but today she couldn't do housework for her, and sometimes she complained. Regret welled up in my heart at once. ...
"mom! Let me help you! " I dried my tears and grabbed the scissors from my mother. "Let me be a scissors hand!" "I learned from my mother and picked up scissors to cut shoes. I looked up and suddenly found my mother who never cried was crying. I said to my mother, "mom, don't cry." When I grow up, I will make you the most comfortable cloth shoes. " At this time, my mother's tears fell more brazenly.
Touching those soft unfinished cloth shoes, looking at the scissors that can't be separated from my mother, and then looking at my mother's old face, my mother and I are surrounded by warm love. At this time, I suddenly found that whether it is scissors, cloth shoes or my mother's tears, my mother is full of love for me.