My mother's weekly diary is 450 words 1 "Farmers are hardworking-oriented", which is a sentence my mother often says. This idea has been deeply rooted in my mother's mind.
In the morning, before the sun came out, my mother had washed the family's clothes and made breakfast. Before breakfast was finished, my mother nagged about going to work in the fields. Seeing my mother's posture, she just doesn't want to waste time. My mother really works hard beyond words!
At noon, the fiery red sun hangs in the blue sky. It can really be said that the sun is like fire. Mother always wears a hat to mow grass, dig ditches, prune seedlings and pollinate female flowers in the field. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans dripped into the soil. She doesn't care, she doesn't know the heat, she doesn't know the fatigue, and there is no one around. As if immersed in this wonderful music. Whenever I sit at the dinner table, I will deeply think of an ancient poem "Cut the grass at noon ...".
The evening breeze blows slowly, night falls, birds return to their nests, and it's time for mom to call it a day. Mother took off her hat, combed her messy hair with her hands and walked home with joy. When she gets home, she won't sit still. She makes a fire in the front kitchen and feeds the pigs in the pigsty behind. Someone asked her if she was tired. She said humorously, "No, it's called Monkey Boxing." At the dinner table in the evening, my mother didn't have time to ask me if I had finished my homework and how many points I got in the exam. If something goes wrong, she will hit someone, but her palm is high and always falls gently. If I am sick, she can tell at a glance, always asking me what I want to eat, touching my forehead with her cocoon-covered hands, for fear that my illness will drag on.
My mother doesn't know how to work hard and how tired she is. She is the most ordinary and greatest mother in the world.
My mother's weekly diary is 450 words. My mother is so kind to me that I can give her a thumbs up.
But my mother has a "bad habit": nagging. My mother's unique "machine gun" always appears beside me. Trying to get mom to get rid of this bad habit, alas, is simply more difficult than going to heaven!
Early in the morning, as soon as I woke up, my mother put on airs. Holding her waist in one hand and pointing at me in the other, she began to instruct me to say, "Get up quickly, we'll miss breakfast again!" " "He said, and turned and walked to the kitchen. But who wants to leave his warm little bed? I ignored my mother's orders and went on sleeping.
At this time, my mother came to my bedside again and saw that I didn't carry out her orders. She yelled at me, "Get up quickly, you'll be late for school!" " "No way, I had to obey my mother's orders and climb out of the warm bed. After dinner, my mother said to me at the door, "Watch the car and put on your coat on the way to school ..." In fact, I know my mother still cares about me.
The busy day passed quickly. After coming home from school, I heard my mother's "super girl voice" again. Alas, it's the same old story: "Do your homework quickly, or the teacher will punish you later ..." If my mother is not angry, I will definitely record her "machine gun" and show it to people around me, so that they can taste this unspeakable taste.
I know that children still have to listen to adults, because everything mom and dad do is for our own good. We should understand and cooperate with adults. Their selfless dedication and hard education are all for our good! So we should know how to repay kindness and honor our parents with good grades.
My mother doesn't have gorgeous clothes, just ordinary, standing in the crowd, I'm afraid you won't find her. That's right! This is my mother. Her only job is to be a housewife, and what she has to do every day is to buy food, wash clothes and cook.
My mother and middle-aged women have one thing in common-nagging. I am a fat girl and the rest is my mother, so she began to nag, "Oh, what can I do if I get fat?" "Do you run fast?" "Eat less, don't eat so much." "Hurry to lose weight." Finally, I took my mother's advice and made up my mind to lose weight. As a result, at dinner in the evening, my mother said, "Eat more. After a day's study, you will consume more body. Eat quickly. " Well, I can only tell my mother that I believe in you.
My mother is also a knife in her mouth and a bean in her heart. I had a fever of 36 degrees. I almost fainted at school. The teacher called my mother. My mother scolded me when she got to school: "I told you to put on more clothes, but you just wouldn't listen." Now you are well and ill. " Although my mother said so, she gave me her clothes.
My mother is also a very responsible person. In order to help me lose weight, she jumps rope with me every day. Every weekend, she gets up early, cooks delicious breakfast for me and wakes me up.
Grandma told me that other children can walk in thirteen months, and I can only crawl in eighteen months, let alone walk. Others say that I am paralyzed and can't walk. They advised my mother not to want me, but my mother didn't think so. She gave up her job for me and practiced walking with me at home. One step, two steps, and finally I learned to walk. Of course, there is my mother's credit.
Of course, my mother is a great cook, such as kung pao chicken and fish-flavored shredded pork. Needless to say, otherwise I wouldn't be so fat.
Finally, I just want to say, "Mom, I love you."
People say that maternal love is great, selfless and unrequited. There is a song that says, "My mother never has a holiday, rain or shine, and works for her family …" Yes, so does my mother. I grew up in my mother's arms and selfless love.
I remember in summer, my mother always took a cattail leaf fan to repel mosquitoes for me; In winter, my mother always puts the heater next to me ... Before I know it, I am thirteen years old. Over the years, my mother has given me care, just like the stars in the sky, countless; Like mountains in the distant valley, towering into the sky; Like a blue sea, unfathomable. I can't repay such a feeling.
At this time, my mother slept soundly, and I remembered that my mother went to see my grandfather yesterday and did a lot of work at home. She must be very tired. I didn't wake her up as usual and ask her to make breakfast for me. I want to make breakfast for her. It's a whim.
I pour the oil first, turn on the gas stove, and when the oil is cooked, pour the prepared eggs, spread them on the pot, turn them over later, and then turn off the fire. Take it out and put it on the chopping block. I carved a love with a knife, put it on a washed plate, found cherry juice, and wrote a long-simmering sentence on it-"Mom, I love you!" " "Then carefully selected a few strawberries of similar size and ruddy color, and put a circle around the" heart frame ". Great!
I carefully carried it into the room and found my mother awake. I put down my plate in a hurry and slipped into the living room to do my homework.
I stole a look into the room and found a few red clouds on my mother's face, and her eyes were full of joy. Calling me softly: "Come in, Ting, I love you too!" " "
My mother hugged me and we ate eggs together. My mother smiled with relief and I smiled with relief.
Every child has a mother, so do I. I also have a mother who loves me very much.
I remember when I was 5 years old, I had a lot of sores. My mother was in a hurry and took me to the Fourth Hospital. The doctor asked me to do refrigeration, and my mother agreed. When I was frozen, I was lying on my mother's lap, my mother pressed my shoulder, a doctor pressed my foot, and another doctor froze me. I cried out in pain. After freezing, I cried and beat my mother's leg. My mother asked me, "What do you want?" I didn't say anything. I kept hitting my mother. My mother asked me again, "Do you want to eat ice cream?" I don't talk either. At this time, the ice cream seller next to him got angry and shouted at his mother, "Look what you did to your child!" " "Mom didn't say anything. At that time, I saw my mother's tears flow silently ... Later, my mother took me to the labor park. I played for a while, and when the pain stopped, I forgot everything and played happily.
However, a few days later, I had a lot of blisters on my back. My mother and grandfather took me to Shenyang Medical University. The doctor pulled out the tip of the boil, put some medicine on it, and it hurt again. I hate my mother very much. Mom went to get the medicine. I took my grandfather's hand and said, "Let's go." Grandpa said, "No, mom is taking medicine!" " Give her a minute. "I said," I don't want my mother. " Grandpa said, "That won't do. "We wait, and then go home with my mother.
It has been many years since this happened, and now I know that my mother is afraid that I will be covered with boils, so she tries to freeze me. In fact, it hurt my heart and my mother's heart! Mom, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hit you when I was young.
Mom, I love you!
Everyone has his own mother, and your mother may be born in a rich family, a family that lacks everything. Maybe your mother was born in a poor family and has to do farm work for a living all her life.
My mother was strict, but she was gentle for a while. In my memory, my mother is very kind and gentle to my sister. My sister asked my mother for money or asked her to buy something, and my mother bought it for her without saying anything. For me, nothing. Sometimes I really hate her. Why does my sister have it and I don't?
My mother is very strict with my study. Every time I mention study, she scolds me. For example, once, I went to school because I looked for it once, and after my mother found out. At noon, she scolded me and said that I like to look for anything, so you get up so early every day and read to me every day. That time, my mother completely destroyed my life rule.
My mother is also very kind to me at ordinary times. When I am cold, she will add a quilt to me. In winter, she often asks me if I'm cold or not. Do you want to add a quilt? ...
My mother is very strict about money, and she is stingy with an ugly word. Every time she asks for money, she says she won't give it next time, so starve to death. Every time I buy clothes, I say I have no money. I know she is trying to save money and fight. Almost always lose. I don't even know why I'm fighting.
My mother works very hard. She does the most work every time, even my father can't compare with my mother. But my mother sometimes cheats on me. She said she would buy me a mouse pad, but she hasn't bought it for me for a month. Although she has many bad things, she will always be my mother.
Mom's weekly diary 450 words 7 The greatest love in the world is the love from mom. Mother's heart is pure, and every supreme mother has the most sincere love. There is a sincere love hidden …
My mother is the most beautiful in my mind. She is the goddess in my heart. My mother has black hair and finally cut it short and dyed it with burgundy. She has bright eyes, delicate nose and cherry lips.
My mother is only 1.63 to 1.65, and her thin figure is only 50 kilograms. When mom and dad stand together, my mom looks like an innocent girl. My mother is the shortest and thinnest person in my family, and I am taller than my mother now. My mother is the hardest worker in my family. If my grandparents are not from the countryside, then my mother has to go to work, cook and clean the house. But now that my grandparents have come up from the countryside, my mother will not be so tired. My mother likes playing mahjong. Mom, she doesn't want me to like playing mahjong in the future. As long as I look at cards next to others, she will call me home when she sees me, and so will poker. I still remember that one year during the Spring Festival, several children were playing cards, so I leaned in. My mother took me home as soon as she saw it. So far, I can't play cards, there is only one, and that is "kitten fishing". Alas! I feel behind the times! ! ! I know mom is doing it for my own good. Mom doesn't want me to learn gambling in the future. After all, gambling is not a good thing.
This is my mother, a caring and strict mother!
My mother's weekly diary is 450 words. My mother's name is Guo, and she is 35 years old. He has two thick black eyebrows, a pair of glasses, a high nose and curly hair. It looks lovely.
She is a people's teacher and often forgets her work. Once, my mother didn't come back at night 10. I went to bed after finishing my homework. I think: mom should be back around 8 o'clock. Why hasn't she come back yet? I have some questions. Is there anything wrong with the school? I feel like a big stone in my heart, and I am very puzzled. Just when I was about to go to bed, my mother suddenly came back and saw her tired and panting. He said to me, "Xiangxiang, I'm really sorry. Because the students are about to take the college entrance examination, I am giving them a comprehensive overall review and suddenly forget the time to go to work. " Mom is so diligent and selfless!
My mother loves me and cares about me. Once, when I was playing computer, I suddenly felt dizzy and went to bed. It's time for dinner, and my mother asks me to eat. I got out of bed energetic and lifeless. I always throw up when I eat. My mother asked me, "Xiangxiang, what's wrong with you?" Are you uncomfortable? " "Mom, I'm a little dizzy." "Do you have a fever? Come on, let me touch my head. " My mother touched my head and said, "Why is my head so hot?" ! Have a fever. Come on, I'll take you to the hospital. "When I got to the hospital, the doctor said," Don't worry, it's just a common fever. Just two bottles of intravenous drip. "Mom just slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are precious." This sentence is absolutely correct. My mother cares about me in every way. I love my mother!
My mother's weekly diary is 450 words. My mother is an invincible mother. I don't think anything can beat her.
These days, she has been sitting in front of the computer, not accompanying me to read books, not urging me to read English, and not helping me with my Olympics. What do I think my mother is busy with? It turns out that she is learning to make writing paper, in order to make my blog more beautiful.
I asked, "Mom, hasn't the blogger already made stationery for us?"
Mom said, "You can't just eat cabbage sent by others like a little gray rabbit. You have to learn from the white rabbit. Only by planting it yourself can there be endless cabbages. "
My mother told me early this morning, "Yan Hao, your special stationery is finally ready. After writing a blog post in the school newsletter, you will have your own special stationery, with five-star treatment! "
I jump around happily. My mother is so good that she can even make stationery. I really don't know what my mother can't do. Now I will keep a diary with stationery made by my mother, so that everyone can see my invincible mother.
Today, my mother made writing paper for many students in our class. Mother said, "Since we can't eat all the' cabbages', we'll give you some."
This is my invincible mother!
Mother's heart: It seems that my mother has been focusing on making stationery these days, even ignoring my little Yan Hao, but please rest assured that my mother will definitely make it up for you. Mother planted a bumper harvest of "cabbage", so happy! You will have a lot of your own exclusive stationery in the future. As many blogs as you write, mom will make you Yan Hao stationery. Let's cheer together!
My mother's weekly diary is 450 words 10. My mother is also an ordinary mother, but she can give me some inspiration and make me better.
My mother is 1.66 meters tall, but her figure is perfect. Mother's head is not too big, but it contains rich and colorful knowledge; Eyes shining, can see my every move; There is a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose, which makes my mother a gentleman a lot; Mom's hands are very flexible. What the average person finishes in five or six minutes, mom finishes in two or three minutes.
Mom is a good mother. At work, my mother is a senior engineer in IT programming and automation control. My mother is my father's good assistant. When my father had a problem, my mother immediately stood up and thought with my father. Sometimes I work with my father! At home, mom is my good teacher. If I have any questions, my mother will always consider them. Once I know the answer, my mother will tell me through Li Ji. Mom is still my bosom friend! Whenever I fail in the exam, my mother won't scold me or hit me hard. She will only ask me why I made a mistake. If I really can't, my mother will teach me patiently until I understand. However, once I make a mistake on any wrong topic, my mother will also get angry.
Mom's hobbies are also very extensive! There are singing, reading, listening to music, watching movies … a lot. But my mother's favorite is reading, and especially that kind of martial arts novel, my mother likes reading best. Every day when mom comes back, she has to watch for a while before going to bed!
In order to repay my mother's love for me, I must study hard and repay my mother's love with excellent results!
My mother's weekly diary is 450 words 1 1 My mother is fat and not tall. Braided all year round. She never likes to dress herself up and gets up early every day to work hard. I remember once, it was a winter. It seems that at three or four in the morning, my mother got up and got ready for work. It is still snowing outside. I advise my mother not to do anything today and stay at home.
But my mother said, "I don't do anything. What do I eat?" I think it's still dark outside. I am worried about my mother's danger, so I will go to work with her. My mother insisted on not letting me go, but I wouldn't listen. I said, "I won't be lazy when I go. I will help you. " My mother was very moved at that time and finally agreed.
Just out of the gate, a cold wind blew. The wind blows on the face like a knife. We got up so early because my home is two or three miles away from my mother's work. As she spoke, she walked to the place where her mother worked. As soon as she got there, she began to work and was in a hurry. Mother took off her coat because she wore too many clothes to work. Because I am afraid of the cold, I dare not reach out, let alone help my mother.
I sat there watching my mother work hard there, but my heart ached faintly. On this day, I seem to know a lot Although my mother is not tall, she is also very fat. But how many tall and strong people can compare with my mother!
My mother's weekly diary 450 words 12 "thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son's body." ..... "Whenever I recite Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer, I can't help thinking of my mother.
My mother is thirty-five years old. She is tall and slim. Mother has two crescent-shaped eyebrows and a pair of bright eyes. She looks very energetic. Plus a small nose and a small cherry mouth, the whole person looks good. The most striking feature of my mother is that she has long black hair, which always hangs freely.
My mother's hands are very dexterous. She can not only cook delicious meals, but also modify all kinds of beautiful clothes for me. It was a cold day in late autumn this year. I put on my favorite orange cotton-padded jacket. However, the sleeves are very short, so I am disappointed and have to take them off. At this time, my mother smiled and said to me, "Baby, don't be sad. Mom will give you a magic trick to make your sleeves longer. "
After listening to my mother's words, I took my father to art class with confidence. When I came back from art class, I found that the sleeves of cotton-padded jacket really became longer: a gray sleeve grew on the orange sleeve, which was perfectly connected and flawless. I can't wait to put on my cotton-padded jacket, haha! The sleeves cover the palms, so warm! It turned out that my mother played a role in putting on socks that I couldn't put on. She sewed them on the sleeves with skillful hands, one stitch at a time, carefully and evenly.
I hugged my mother and said, "Mom, what a clever hand you have! Thank you! " "Mom looked at me and said softly," You're welcome, dear, this is what I should do. "
My mother's hands are really clever. I love my mother.
My mother's weekly diary is 450 words 13. My mother is a very strict mother. I like my mother because she has a beautiful smile. I love my mother because she loves me, too.
I am afraid of my mother because she will scold me loudly.
Every time I make a mistake, my mother always says, "If you don't listen, I'll give you to the garbage collector!" " "I hate to hear that. For example, in this English exam, I only got 86 points. When I found the test paper, I was worried that my mother would scold me for not doing it carefully! So I don't want to tell my mom for the time being. I came home from school at noon the day before yesterday, and I put the test paper in my pants pocket. When I slept and took off my pants at night, I fell out and was found by my mother standing by. My mother asked me with a loud voice that could shake off the roof of my house, "Why did I only take so many exams?" "I don't know how to answer, so I didn't say anything. My mother raised her hand to hit me and finally missed. My mother said, "don't think that your mother can't bear to hit you, so you can be so careless." If you are not serious, you can only pick up rags when you grow up ... "Look, this happened again.
In fact, I want to say, "Mom, English is a new course that I just came into contact with this semester. I'm always confused about some words. I believe I will get better gradually in the future. " I want to say to my mother, "mom, I'm sorry, don't be angry." I will work hard in the future and I will definitely get full marks in the exam! " "
Tonight, when I took this composition and asked my mother to type it online, I secretly saw my mother wiping her tears …
My mother's weekly diary is 450 words 14. My mother is a middle-aged person in her thirties with big eyes. My mother is not only beautiful, but also cares about me.
I remember once, when I came home from school, I sat at my desk and did my math homework seriously. Suddenly I found that I couldn't do a problem, so I thought: I'll do this problem later, and I've finished my math homework, leaving that problem. I haven't worked it out for a long time. I was like a little ant on hot bricks, and suddenly I had an opportunity-my mother came back and my mother asked. I said to my mother, "Chinese homework has been finished at school, but there is only one problem in math homework that I can't do." My mother asked me with concern, "Yao Yao, have you read the question well?" I said to my mother with a distressed and angry face, "I have read the question several times and drawn a picture, but I can't draw half of it." Mom found a stool, sat next to me and said, "Look at the questions again, and I'll watch them with you." After reading the question, my mother patiently explained it to me, drew pictures, pointed, moved around, wrote for a while, and solved it for a while. I understood it at once, and the question was finished in a short time.
My mother not only cares about my study, but also my life.
Grandma's birthday, my mother and I went home early. When we were walking on the fourth floor, I accidentally broke my chin because I was so happy. My mother immediately picked me up and ran to the hospital. She hung up and picked me up and went to the operating room. My mother comforted me, so I had to stop crying.
My mother not only cares about me, but also respects the old and loves the young. Every time my mother will send some souvenirs, which she seldom uses, to her grandparents.
My mother not only cares about me, but also respects the old and loves the young. I am proud to have such a mother.
My mother's weekly diary is 450 words 15. My mother Gu Mingsi is your biological mother. She may be the person you know best, the person who cares about you the most, and the person who takes care of you the most. ...
When I was a child, my mother's hand touched me like a spring breeze, which made you feel warm. Mom is the teacher in my heart. My father is very busy every day. He just cooks at noon and then goes to work. Although my mother's school is far away, she still insists on cooking for us at noon every day. We think it's right for mom to take care of us. Now that we think about it, we should be considerate of her.
When I was a child, I waited for my mother under that tree every day at school. Today is no exception. As soon as school was over, I rushed out of the school gate and waited under the big tree. At first, the weather was fine, but after a while, it began to rain in Mao Mao. I thought it would be over in a while, but gradually it rained heavily and the ground was wet with rain. After a while, the big tree couldn't hold it, so I had to stand under a small shop next to it. After a while, my mother came. She is holding an umbrella. He said, "I'm late. Let's go. " I should cry. It's still raining heavily. This is when I saw my mother's clothes all wet. I said, "Mom, you have the wrong number." Then he tilted his umbrella to his mother. But my mother stubbornly said, "No, you are wrong." Then he leans towards me.
Growing up, my mother gave me something, and it snowed heavily this winter. On this day, it snowed heavily. I waited for my mother there, thinking that he would not come, but I still stubbornly waited for her. Over time, I saw a snowman with many feet behind her. Slowly, I can see that she is my mother. She kept her promise and gave something.
This is my mother.