Write my mother's excellent composition 1 I have a home and an ordinary mother. I love my family and my mother. My mother is over 40 years old, about 1 m 6 in height, slightly fat and curly hair. If you look carefully, you will find some white hair. She has bright black pearl eyes and a nagging mouth.
My mother is very concerned about me. I remember I was awakened by a sharp pain in the dead of winter night. It turns out that my stomach trouble has happened again. My mother who slept in the back room was awakened. She quickly turned on the light, put on her clothes, walked up to me and touched my forehead. "Oh, what a cold sweat!" "Mother couldn't help crying and quickly asked," What's the matter, son? " I said, "Mom, I want to throw up. "My mother quickly wrapped me in a quilt and kept patting me on the back to make me spit it out, but I couldn't spit it out. My mother helped me get dressed, then dressed herself and carried me to the hospital. It's snowing heavily outside, and gradually, gradually, I feel my mother's footsteps getting heavier and heavier, and my breathing is getting thicker and thicker. When I got to the hospital, I felt very vague. That night, my mother was always by my side. The next day, when my condition improved, my mother went to get the medicine and took me home.
My mother is not only very concerned about my life, but also very strict with me in my study. I only got 88 points in a math exam. When I came home at night, my mother asked me how many points I got in the exam. At first, I was afraid to say. Later, under my mother's repeated questioning, I had to tell the truth. My mother's face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy and asked seriously, "What's the matter?" "I ... I ..." I mumbled. Mother made me kneel on the washboard without hesitation. That night, I didn't sleep until nine o'clock. Mom didn't say anything, but I seemed to read a lot from her expression full of love and pain. ...
Mom, you are kind and strict. With your concern, I will thrive and my daughter will always be proud of you!
My mother is a very tall person. Although she is a little fat, she looks in harmony with her figure. My mother has curly hair and a straight nose. Although she looks a little ordinary, she left a deep impression in my heart.
Mom studies very hard. Grandma once told me that my mother studied very well when she was a child, but she never cared about her mother's study, and she earned it by herself. My mother is a doctor. My mother often gets up early and gets greedy for the dark, during exams. Whenever I open my hazy eyes, my mother always reads beside me until very late.
My mother took great pains for my study. When I was in the first grade of primary school, my mother enrolled me in the Olympic math class and composition class, hoping that I would gain something in this respect. However, I didn't do very well in the Olympics, but my mother told me bit by bit until I could do it. I haven't been to boarding school before, so my mother comes back every day after school to check how my day is going and my homework is carefully checked. My mother paid close attention to my study, so I got very good grades in the final exam of senior one. In the third grade, we began to learn English, because my mother began to teach me English when I was three or four years old, so my English score was in the top three in my class at that time. But now I am in Beijing, and my study is not very good, so my mother often helps me. My mother also supplemented me with English, math, Chinese, physics and so on, so my good academic performance is inseparable from my mother.
My mother and I are just like friends, chatting and having fun together. I always tell my mother something happy.
My mother is also very concerned about my life. My mood swings and life dynamics are recorded in my mother's diary. If there is something unhappy in my heart, my mother will take me to play together and let me forget it.
My mother is so hardworking and caring that I really like her. If I had to choose my mother again, I would choose her, and I want to be with her forever.
Mom is the most perfect mother in my heart. She has a pair of bright eyes, especially her long straight hair hanging over her shoulders, which looks very nice against her quiet face.
Because my father has been working in other places for a long time, it is very hard for my mother to take me alone. She usually has to go to work and do housework, and she also cares about my healthy growth and study and education. My mother is like an amiable teacher sometimes. She will teach me patiently when I make mistakes. When I am discouraged, she will encourage me. My mother is like my good friend. When I have something on my mind, I will tell her frankly, and she will share my troubles with me, and so on. There are many such things.
But there's one thing I can't forget. When I was in a special class, it was almost time to finish school, and suddenly it rained heavily. It rained even harder after school. I ran to the school gate and watched the heavy rain. I don't know what to do. At this moment, I suddenly heard someone calling me. When I saw it was my mother, my heart was excited and warm. I thought: My mother should take care of my sick grandmother now. How can she come and give me an umbrella? At this time, I found that my mother's clothes and hair were wet by the rain. My mother gave me an umbrella. I asked my mother why she didn't wear a raincoat. My mother said, "She came straight from the hospital and didn't go home to get her raincoat." My mother took me home. On the way, I hit my umbrella on my mother. My mother said, "Do it yourself, lest you get sick in the rain and your schoolbag get wet." When I got home, my mother said, "Do your homework quickly. I have to go to the hospital to see your grandmother." . Mom is finished. I changed my clothes in a hurry, put on my raincoat and left. I looked at my mother's back in the rain, thinking about her hard work, and tears flowed down involuntarily, blurring my vision.
On the road of my growth, my mother gave me meticulous care and love. How much effort my mother has devoted to my growth and progress! Mother's kindness is as deep as the sea. I want to be considerate of my mother and repay her for raising her.
Here, mom, I want to say to you: "mom, you have worked hard!" " "
Write mom's excellent composition 4. My mother is a simple woman. She is of medium height, with a rosy face, and a pair of big round eyes embedded in the sharp nose. Although my mother's eyes are no different from others, in my opinion, my mother's eyes are so different, with a pair of bright big eyes under her eyelids. Her eyes can play a great role. Her eyes became stern when I did something wrong. At the moment of my success, his eyes were so kind!
My mother is less than 40 years old this year, but she has a lot of white hair. Because she is busy all day, she is not idle. Wipe the floor, wash clothes and clean the glass. I hardly need to do anything, and my home is so clean and tidy, thanks to my mother.
I remember the day of winter vacation, and I felt very uncomfortable. My mother quickly picked up the thermometer, measured it, had a high fever of 38.5 degrees, and took me to the hospital.
In the hospital, there are injections and infusion bottles. My mother walks around and looks at me from time to time. How uncomfortable the psychology is! I'm fighting a heartless disease. At one o'clock in the morning, my mother took me home, helped me to bed, helped me get water for a while, and helped me get medicine for a while. My mother stayed up almost all night.
By morning, my illness was much better. My mother smiled brightly, but I learned something from her dark circles. Gratitude arises spontaneously.
My mother is very concerned about my study. When I get; When I got excellent grades, my mother's mood blossomed at once. Whenever my grades drop, she always talks and writes encouraging words to make me go further. She often reminds me: "You have to work hard! We are counting on you. "
Ruthless years have left a deep imprint on my mother's forehead. Looking at my mother's silver hair, my heart is sour. ...
Mom! You did a lot for me and broke your heart. I will never live up to your expectations. I will use the generous gift you are looking forward to most to post your kindness to the mountain!
Write my mother's excellent composition 5. My mother is thirty-three years old. She is a teacher and is very popular with students.
She looks ordinary. He is 1.5 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, with ear-length short hair, trimmed eyebrows, curved, thin and slightly dark skin, which can't hide his smile. Whenever she wants to go out, she likes to wear a yellow dress and high heels so that she can go out with satisfaction.
Mom likes reading. No matter in Nanxiong's home or Shaoguan's home, the bookshelves are full of books, including Scarlett, Jane Eyre, The Journey to the West, A Record of the Composition Class of Primary School Chinese Teachers, Example and Guidance of the Class Teacher, etc. Recently, she especially likes reading books about composition. One night before going to bed, I wanted to find the book "A Record of the Composition Class of Chinese Teachers in Primary Schools", but I couldn't find it. It turns out that my mother is also reading this book! So, I asked her for this book, only to hear my mother say, "Stop grabbing books from me and find your own book." Say that finish, and looked up with relish.
Besides, mom has three loves. A clean person, every morning when I get up, she will mop the floor completely. Second, I love beauty. Every time I go out with my mother, she always likes to try on clothes in a clothing store. After putting on new clothes, she asked me, "Is it beautiful?" I replied, "beauty is smelly beauty." So, both of them burst out laughing; Third, she loves students. She likes to stay with her students at school, and even likes to leave them at home during the holidays. This summer vacation, she asked Zhong Daxing to stay in my house and Liu Kun to come to my house for lunch. Although Liu Kun only said that he would have lunch at my house, every time he came to my house after breakfast, his mother asked him to have breakfast with us again. I always like to cook my favorite soup and cook my favorite dishes at noon, so that I can eat two bowls of rice anyway, for fear of not having enough.
I love my mother!
My mother's brown hair is black, and her face is cantaloupe-shaped, very white, which is slightly ochre white and reflects purple in the depths of white. Her eyebrows are black, like two curved willow leaves, with a pair of intense eyes embedded below, sometimes gentle and sometimes sharp.
My mother is a very capable person. People say that she is a generalist and plays many roles. One of her role teachers remembers that once my mother took me to her class, and her serious and vivid expression in class was deeply imprinted on my mind. Her lectures make the students listen with relish, and I can feel that her students love her very much. After class, she turned into a lawyer and began to concentrate on handling cases, using legal weapons to protect the rights of clients. At home, she became a cook, cooking and having good nutrition. The delicious food made me reluctant to put down my chopsticks. Everyone says I am healthy and lovely.
My mother is very convenient. Last time the teacher assigned homework, he wanted to cut a symmetrical figure. I want to cut a double "hi", but I can't. My mother said, "I'll teach you." As she spoke, she picked up the red paper, which was cut in less than a minute with a turn in her hand. She will also help me knit sweaters and mend pants that often crack. ...
My mother is very kind and strict. For example, I read books instead of doing my homework. When my mother learned about this, she educated me and said, "It's good to love reading, but you can't read now, or you won't finish your homework." When I do my homework too slowly, she will urge me again and again. This is her kind side. I am afraid of her when she is strict. When I didn't do my homework well, she asked me to do it again until she was satisfied! When I came back late from class, she was worried and angry, and severely criticized me ... whether it was kindness or severity, I realized my mother's love from it.
I love my mother.
My mother is an ordinary mother. She has no beautiful appearance or graceful figure, but she is kind, kind and talented. Like millions of mothers in Qian Qian, she always gives selflessly to her children and tries to grow up with me!
According to the adults, I was sick from birth until I was five years old. I catch a cold almost every month, which breaks my mother's heart. I used to have a small appetite and a bad appetite. She will cook porridge for me three times a day and change it to different flavors. I always like to kick the quilt when I sleep, as if the quilt has a grudge against me. My mother is afraid that I will catch cold. She gets up many times every night and covers me with a quilt. Mom is very busy at work. If she has something to go out for a few days, she always tells me everything.
My mother not only takes care of me in all aspects, but also attaches great importance to my character education. She taught me to respect the old and love the young, unite with my classmates, love labor, care for the environment and so on. A classmate in our school got osteomyelitis this semester. After hearing this, my mother gave me 200 yuan without hesitation, but asked me to do housework to pay back the 200 yuan. So, I go home from school every afternoon, cook, wash dishes and do housework as much as possible. It took me two whole months to pay off 200 yuan. It was my mother's good intentions that made me understand the hard-won money through labor.
In life, my mother is a loving mother and strict in her studies. Every day, my mother asks me to finish my homework before dinner and never puts it off until after dinner. She strictly controls the time when I watch TV online, which makes me love and fear her. In fact, strictness is also a kind of love.
On the way of growing up, I enjoyed this great maternal love carefree, which was very fulfilling. Every progress I have made is due to my mother, thank you, mother!
Write my mother's excellent composition 8 My mother is an ordinary peasant woman. In her early forties, she often wears a pink coat and a pair of patched cloth shoes. Because she is very tired, her black hair is mixed with a few strands of silver. Although my mother is not beautiful, she has a very good impression in my heart. So, I love my mother.
Mom is very hardworking. She works in the fields before dawn and goes home after dark every day. I remember once, before my mother came home after dark, I went to the fields to look for my mother. On the ground, I vaguely saw a shadow moving. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be my mother. I saw my mother's head was covered with sweat. When I came, I said, "I'll go home after this." You go first! " "Say that finish, dry up again. Looking at my mother's busy figure, I shed tears with excitement and thought: My mother is so tired for me. If I don't study hard, how can I live up to everything my mother has done for me?
Mother is not only hardworking, but also kind-hearted. Once, my mother cooked just enough food for the three of us. Suddenly, there were several coughs outside the door, and then an old man asked, "Is anyone home?" Mother hurried out of the house. It turned out that an old man was begging. The old man's face is full of scars and his eyes are full of muddy tears. Then grandpa said, "Please give me some rice!" Hearing this, his mother quickly helped him into the house and brought him a bowl of steaming food, which the old man wolfed down. After eating, my mother smiled all over her face, put medicine on grandpa's wound and gave him 100 yuan. At this time, I felt that although my mother was weak, her figure was so tall.
My mother loves me very much. Every time there is something delicious, she always refuses to eat it and leaves it to me. I will never forget what my mother has done for me. I love my mother.
Mom is an ordinary worker, and it is this ordinary worker who created the history of China.
Write a mother's excellent composition 9 "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby …" I believe you have all heard this song and will definitely sing it! When you sing this song, will you think of your mother's love and concern for you? But at least I will.
It was a rainy morning and I was sleeping under a quilt. Suddenly, I was awakened by a familiar cry, "Tingzhi, get up quickly!" " "Oh, it's mom! I casually responded and plunged into the bed. After a while, I finally defeated the sandman. After washing, I went out with my mother.
Soon, my mother and I came to the vegetable market. Oh, there are so many people! There are old people, children and adults ... ah, what a noise! "I sell meat, not fat or thin, and I eat well." "Come on, give me a catty ..." Oh, it's so dirty! You see, chicken feathers and chicken blood are everywhere; Look, there are many rotten leaves with flies foraging on them; There are some pits of different sizes on the ground with water in them! It's just sewage My mother and I bought some vegetables and meat and then went home.
On the way home, God was ungrateful at all. It turns rainwater into the size of soybeans. Hey, what should I do? My mother and I only brought an umbrella, and my mother has to carry food on her back again ... This is, my mother said, "Tingzhi, it's raining harder and harder, and I'm going to carry rice again." You'd better take an umbrella alone! " "Then what will you do?" "I walk where there is no rain." Say that finish, mother went out from under the umbrella. I put an umbrella on my mother's head, and her mother spoke again: "I told you, I can't play with an umbrella, so you can play again." I have no choice but to get my umbrella back. These are my mom's pants that I just found. Clothes. The tip of my hair was wet by the relentless rain. My tears can't help but flow out, and slowly tears have crossed my cheeks ... only ten minutes away, which is too long for me, like a day. Two days. three days ...
Mom, I love you!
Write my mother's excellent composition 10 My mother, her face is white and tender, with big eyes, a high nose and a rosy mouth in Zhang Mingliang. She often wears a pink dress, which is very beautiful.
My mother loves me very much. I remember once I learned to ride a bike. I accidentally bumped into a tree while riding a bike, and I also fell heavily. The tree scratched my head and my blood flowed down. I was so frightened that I ran home and cried with my mother in my arms. My mother was surprised at first, and then looked at the blood on my head. She reacted immediately and rushed me to the hospital. In the clinic, my mother was sweating all over. She asked the doctor anxiously, "Do you want an injection?" The doctor's uncle looked at it and waved to comfort his mother. "Don't worry, this is a minor injury. Just wrap it up. " My mother's eyes never left me until the dressing was finished. When I got home, my mother still insisted on carrying me, and the sweat soaked my mother's back all the way.
Another time, I remember it was after school. God seems to be joking with me. At first, Wan Li was clear. Suddenly, dark clouds were gathering and the wind was blowing hard. Before I came to my senses, it began to rain cats and dogs. As soon as the bell rang, all the students with umbrellas went home in droves. Soon there were three or four students without umbrellas in the empty classroom, including me. I leaned against the window of the classroom and watched the pouring rain outside. I'm worried: what should I do? Mom and dad are both at work today. I have no time and no umbrella. How can I come back? Just thinking, a familiar figure came to my classroom in the rain, entered, entered, ah! It's mom. "mom. Mom, I'm here! " I jumped up from my seat with joy. Run out of the classroom and jump into my mother's arms. Mother lovingly stroked my hair, held me tightly with one hand, and walked towards home together.
This is my good mother. Mom, I love you forever, just as you love me.