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Writing on the theme of mother
No matter in school or in society, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed, concise language that they can understand to an external language form with standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. So have you ever studied composition? The following is an essay on the topic of mother that I helped you organize, for reference only. Let's have a look.

Mother, this resounding name, this great person.

Maybe my mother is the most ordinary person in our life, but my mother has done extraordinary things in this ordinary post. She raised me, worked hard and did so much for me that I will never forget it.

I still remember that time, it was a stormy afternoon, and the wind was knocking on the door of the classroom, and school was almost over. Not only did I not bring an umbrella, but I also wore a thin coat. It's snowing, and I can't see the way home clearly. It's dark, like it was crushed. I was in a hurry and didn't attend the class. Finally, the bell rang. I ran out of the door with my classmates, expecting my parents to pick me up. Soon, their mother came to pick them up. I am anxious to see my classmates leave one by one. After a while, there were almost no people in the school, but it was still snowing. At that moment, I suddenly saw a short figure running towards me,' Ah, it's mom'' I ran over and threw myself in my mother's arms, as if it had suddenly cleared up. Seeing my mother soaked to the skin, I shed tears sadly. My mother took off her big coat and put on my raincoat. I asked,' Mom, aren't you cold? My mother smiled and said,' I'm not cold. Actually, I know my mother is cold. She put on a coat for me lest I freeze. I watched my mother all the way, so I didn't feel much pain. When we got home, my mother said, "I'll get you a glass of water." . I took my mother's hand and said,' Mom, you go and have a rest, and I'll get some water. Mom smiled with relief, and I poured her a cup of thick, loving hot water. My mother was very moved and hugged me tightly.

Yes, how short a person's life is, the power of maternal love is great. I want to say' Mom, I love you' loudly.

The last day of February is my mother's birthday. When I came back from the Chinese New Year, I kept saying it for a long time, but I forgot it yesterday. Perhaps only the mother will never forget her daughter's birthday. For example, Grandma came early and personally packed jiaozi. Every even dough and full meat stuffing contains deep love, which will pour into mother's heart and make her wrinkled face full of happiness and sweetness, because in front of grandma, she will always be a child at the age of 62. Although there are no flowers, candles, cakes and gifts, there are old mothers and grandchildren around their knees, and all the tranquility and harmony are in harmony with this good season of warm spring in bloom.

Every year, I get a short message or phone call from my mother early in the morning, urging me to treat myself with something delicious. I have never talked about age, and I have never lamented time, but I am filled with kindness and care in my laughter, so that you can find a childlike spoil in an instant. I remember she once joked that it would be nice if you didn't grow up like you did when you were a child. Yes, we will never grow up, and you will never get old. This unintentional but earnest sentence is full of all kinds of helplessness and reluctance for children to go their separate ways when they grow up.

Every child flies a kite by his mother. While she hoped that we would fly high and far towards our respective ideals, she clung to the thread in her hand, fearing that we would lose our way home. She supports our every move. She will always be our last windbreak.

Happy birthday to the person who loves me the most in the world, my dearest mother!

At the foot of the majestic Cangshan Mountain, Yu 'er, sparkling all year round and wrapped in white, is a famous scenic spot and nature reserve in China. She is our mother lake-Erhai Lake!

It is one of the seven freshwater lakes in China and the second largest lake in Yunnan. She makes Dali moist, with spring-like seasons and beautiful scenery; She is famous for her beautiful natural scenery and rich biological resources. She has created endless wealth for agricultural irrigation, industrial production water and urban domestic water supply, hydropower generation and water transportation, fishery breeding and tourism.

However, in recent years, the ecological environment of Erhai Lake has been destroyed, which not only threatens people's lives, but also affects the development of their hometown. The reason for this is the following:

1. Domestic pollution: Residents, restaurants, hotels and resorts around Erhai Lake randomly dump domestic garbage, discharge domestic sewage, and even throw animal carcasses into Erhai Lake. With the continuous improvement of rural life, there are more and more flushing toilets, and sewage is also connected to Erhai Lake.

2. Agricultural pollution: In the agricultural production activities in Erhai Lake area, due to the extensive use of pesticides and fertilizers and the use of flood irrigation, a large number of fertilizers and pesticides were lost to Erhai Lake, which led to the increase of nutrients such as nitrogen and phosphorus in the lake water, which provided rich nutrients for algae reproduction and led to the outbreak of cyanobacteria in the whole lake. At the same time, it killed many creatures in the lake and made the lake stink.

3. Tourism and shipping pollution: There are nearly 5,000 fishing boats, dredgers and large, medium and small cruise ships in Erhai Lake, which produce sewage, garbage and oil pollution from various ships every day, causing water pollution.

For a better life tomorrow, for the smile of Mother Lake, for the clearer water, greener mountains and bluer sky in Dali, let's take active actions, start from the side, start from every little thing, and let's protect Erhai Lake together!

Writing on the topic of mother 4 Nanjing-Mother's Mid-Autumn Festival full moon.

My family lives in Nanjing, which is a beautiful land. Xuanwu Lake and Mochou Lake are your big watery eyes, shining with water and wisdom. Oh, lovely Nanjing! Bullhead in spring, Qixia in autumn. Green is fresh and red is delicate and charming. It's your casual makeup, oh, beautiful Nanjing! The continuous Purple Mountain stands in the East, bearing the Millennium civilization. In the majestic Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, a great man sleeps here, calling: "Liberation! Peace! " How proud, Nanjing! The solemn Yuhuatai Martyrs Monument is towering into the sky, and the heroes are shouting: "Forward! Forward! Victory! Victory! " The majestic Yangtze River Bridge embodies the blood, sweat and wisdom of China people, like a long dragon crossing the north and south of the great river, a heroic Nanjing! Modern expressway and radio waves exchange ever-changing information and bring ever-changing changes. The subway is like a dragon jumping out of the ground, as agile as the ribbon you waved. The brand-new Olympic movement is facing a grand event, advancing with the times, Nanjing! My family lives in Nanjing, which is a beautiful land.

Mother Nanjing, you raised me! On Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is round, and the round moon cakes are sweet and fragrant. Give grandpa a piece, and grandpa laughs again and again; Give dad a piece, and dad will nod; Give mom a piece, and mom will laugh. Mid-Autumn Festival, full moon, pomegranate handle is sour and sweet. Half to grandma, grandma smiled sweeter than pomegranate; Give yourself half, pomegranate is smiling; Save some for the cat. The cat will lick its mouth. Mid-Autumn Festival, full moon, family reunion, always smiling, happy life forever.

As the saying goes, father loves mountains and mother loves the sea. Every parent loves their children, but they express it in different ways. My parents love me sometimes very severely and sometimes very considerate.

Once, my mother cooked a delicious table, which made my mouth water and I couldn't wait to start eating at once. However, dad hasn't come back yet, so I have to sit and watch delicious saliva.

After a long time, my father finally came back, and I can finally taste the delicious food. I picked up a rice bowl to eat, one bowl, two bowls; In the third bowl, I felt full just after eating half, so I got up and wanted to dump the leftovers in the bowl.

But dad said: now everyone advocates CDs, especially if you are a primary school student; Didn't you learn the ancient poem "Compassion for Farmers" before? Not everyone knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard. You should finish all the rice in the bowl, not a grain left! Mother agreed to nod. After listening to my father's words, I can only eat the dishes in the bowl.

Another time, it was sunny in the morning, and in the afternoon, the cold wind roared, making me shiver and sneeze. After a while, the teacher asked me to go out. It turns out that my mother sent me clothes.

I walked up to my mother, who put on the clothes in her hand and told me that it was so cold that you still wore so thin. Remember to bring an extra dress next time! I nodded. When I returned to the classroom, I accidentally touched my mother's hand, which was cold and cold. I thought: My mother's hands are cold and cold. She must be in a hurry to send me clothes, so she didn't care.

These are my parents. Sometimes they are strict with me, sometimes they are considerate, and sometimes I know that they love me, no matter whether they are strict or considerate! I will love them, too!

I love my mother because she cares about me in life and study. One morning when I was taking stationery during recess, I suddenly found that there was no pencil-box in my schoolbag. At first, I thought someone had put my pencil-box in the desk, so I looked at it. As a result, there is no pencil-box in the desk. Suddenly, I was as anxious as an ant on hot bricks. The bell tinkled. I was in a hurry and thought, as a result, I saw my mother rush to our class, holding my pencil case in her hand. As soon as I saw it, I ran to my mother and took the pencil case away. I said "thank you, mom" and ran to the classroom. I immediately sat down in my seat, opened the pencil case and saw a note that said, "Don't be too careless in the future, even forget to bring the pencil case!" " My face has changed color and is as red as a big apple.

Another time, it rained heavily. I was caught in the rain when I went to school. I had a fever during recess. The classmate told the teacher. The teacher called my mother, and her mother heard. She hurried to school. I saw my mother take muddy water into the classroom to take me to the hospital. The doctor said I need intravenous drip for two days. My mother went to school for leave. She took care of me in the hospital for two days and two nights. On the third day, I recovered, and my mother was treating a disease.

My mother has done so much for me that I can't express her love for me in thousands of words.

Motherly love is the greatest love in the world and our warmest dependence. Thank you, my dearest mother, for giving me life and a warm home; It was you who handed me over to study, taught me to be a man and guided me on the right path of life.

I can't sleep well at night in hot summer. My mother was afraid that I would doze off in class the next day. When I tossed and turned, my mother took out a fan and gently fanned it for me. I fell asleep slowly. When I woke up in the middle of the night, my mother was sitting by my bed, and her tired face was covered with sweat. At this time, a warm current came to my mind, and my mother paid a huge price for not sleeping in class! Motherly love moistens me like a cool wind.

In the cold winter, it snowed heavily after school, and I didn't bring an umbrella. I was in a hurry. At this moment, my mother appeared in front of me. My mother held up an umbrella and said, "Let's go! Son. " I feel extremely proud and proud to have such a good mother. Mom, you are really my umbrella!

The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it has won three spring rays. "We can only repay our mother's kindness with love and filial piety.

Let's sing a song dedicated to our mother and let her know that we love her. ...

Love is not just a formal expression, but a heartfelt outpouring. We grew up in the love of our parents, and the little things my parents care about me are printed in our hearts. "But nothing grows, and I will repay my parents' love. "

I remember once, my mother caught a cold, but she didn't have a good rest all day and helped me wash clothes at night. I felt very sad when I saw it. This is really hard for our mother. In order to reduce the burden on my mother, I quickly went to my mother and said, "Mom, go to rest!" " Let me wash it. "After my mother went upstairs, I began to take over washing clothes.

After a while, I want to see if my mother is asleep. By the way, I brought a glass of water for my mother to drink. After watching her sleep peacefully, I went downstairs to wash clothes. After washing clothes, I quickly brought a basin of water and a towel upstairs to help my mother wipe the sweat. My mother slept soundly. I didn't wake her up, dried her sweat and tucked her in. After about an hour, I gave my mother a pack of medicine according to the way my mother usually takes care of me. Seeing that I am so sensible, my mother said happily, "Lingling is really a good child." I said to my mother gently, "Mom, I have grown up. I will be a good helper for my mother. I will repay you with my full love and make you feel happy! " "

Our love will make our parents happy. Let's give our parents all our love!

Mom, what a great person! I love my mother!

Mom, you have worked hard for me for more than ten years. You raised me since I was a child, and I changed from babbling to a fourth-grade student in a blink of an eye. Mom, I can't repay your kindness. I will prove that I have grown up with excellent grades, and I won't let you worry about me anymore. You made me understand the truth of being a man, and I received a good education since I was a child. You must be as pure and beautiful as an angel in this festival!

Mom, I know you always treat me like a newborn bird. You always put me under your wing for fear that something would happen to me. But now that I am grown up, I am a little man. I will always rely on your strength under your care, but I will never dare to try, so please put away your warm wings and let me try to fly. Even if I fall, I will stand up bravely and face what will happen in the future. Please let me.

Mom, when you held me in your arms, I saw that your originally wet and smooth face lost its former smoothness, but it was a wrinkled face; Mom, when you touch my head with your hand, I feel that your delicate hands have lost their soft feeling, but they are calloused and rough hands; I know it's because I worry you too much.

I waited quietly for the night to come. Finally, you got off work, and my mother had a hard day. I thought, I should let my mother enjoy it. So I washed your feet with hot water, and you smiled with relief. When I washed your feet, I found thick calluses on your feet. I don't think you would be so worried if it weren't for me. At that moment, I cried.

Mom, I love you! You will always be the favorite person in my heart!

People say that maternal love is the greatest power in the world. Mother's love is like the cool wind in summer; Motherly love is like a candlestick with a shimmering light in the dark; Motherly love is selfless, gentle, kind, selfless and unrequited, because I understand maternal love.

Motherly love gives us strength and makes us grow up slowly in a happy life; Something, a small, unknown move; The sentence "It's cold, put on more clothes, don't catch a cold, it's bad for your health, and it's harmful to all your organs ..." is just a small sentence; Waiting anxiously at the school gate; It will make us feel the warmth and strength given by our mother. In life, we can't feel the warmth brought by my mother all the time, because I understand my mother's love and concern for me.

Motherly love is given to us in different ways and methods. Sometimes, there will be quarrels, and sometimes they will be scolded or scolded. Because of this, some students said they didn't understand our mother's good intentions. Mom scolds us and sometimes hits us, all for our own good. If it is someone else's mother, he will never miss you or anything. Because her mother loves you, cares about you, and is afraid that you will go astray. I can't handle any small mistakes alone. All this is for us, caring for us and loving us. We should understand my mother's behavior, because I understand her love and her worry.

Motherly love is selfless, precious, gentle and kind.

We should understand our mother and her love for us. We should understand my mother's love, and I understand her love for me.

Mother's Theme Composition 1 1 The second Sunday in May is Mother's Day. As we all know, grand celebrations have been held all over the world to celebrate great maternal love.

Maybe you don't know that the mother's day initiative originated in a Sunday school in Cafton, West Virginia.

1876, the United States is still mourning the death of the civil war. Anna jarvis said in the chapel commemorating Memorial Day in the United States: "I hope someone can create a Mother's Day somewhere to commemorate and praise mothers in the United States and the world.

Mrs Chavez has served her church for more than 25 years. When she died at the age of 72, her 465,438+0-year-old daughter Anna decided to create Mother's Day to realize the wish of Chinese mothers to pray many years ago.

Anna has written to many famous people, asking students to support enterprises to set up Mother's Day to promote traditional filial piety. At first, the relationship was cold, but she was not discouraged and continued to appeal to all walks of life.

1907 On May 12, Andrevill Church held a ceremony for her mother at the invitation of Anna. The following year, this ceremony was held in Philadelphia, where the response was enthusiastic. Finally, it won the support of the Governor of Virginia and announced the establishment of Mother's Day on 19 10.

Subsequently, the United States and Canada, Mexico and other States held a mother's day recognition ceremony.

19 14, US President Wilson proposed that Congress could adopt a resolution to make the theme of Mother's Day a national holiday, and called on people to "disclose data to show that we need to love our mothers". Enterprises all over the world began to follow suit, thus becoming "International Mother's Day".

Anna originally suggested that the date of her mother's death should be May 10, but in order to make it easier for others to be with their families, she chose the second Sunday in May as Mother's Day.

Today is Mother's Day. Today is my dear mother's day. On this special day, I decided to share some housework with my mother.

I mop the floor first. I pick up the mop, dip it in water, and drag it from the inside out. Although it made me sweat, I persisted, because today's dedication to my mother is also very meaningful to me.

My mother sat on the sofa and watched me do housework. I said I replied to my mother, "Today, I had a magical trip around Xiao Fang, and my mother was there. Your son is very proud. " "Mom at home so hard at ordinary times, so tired. I should do some work at home. Today is Mother's Day. I must make my mother happy. I will also share my mother and more trivial things. "

After mopping the floor, I made my mother a cup of hot tea. She said in English, "Thank you very much, dear!" " I replied, "Welcome, my mother!" Then, I went to the kitchen and got a rag to clean the table, then the door and finally the windowsill. Holding a rag in my hand, I kept rubbing it up and down on the table and window until I cleaned the window, door and table, and I stopped contentedly.

In this special festival, I look at my mother's smile and my heart blooms happily.

In May, the sun is shining, the flowers are in full bloom, and the warm wind is blowing on your face. That's because in this beautiful May, in this splendid season, we once again ushered in the "Mother's Day" of family harmony. Another mother's day, mother, what a sacred and pure word, maternal love, what a deep and heavy emotion. On this warm day, calling a mother is so pure and touching, and it is our deepest name for mother.

The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. San Chunhui said, "She sewed carefully and mended it thoroughly, for fear of delaying his coming home late, but how much love does an inch of grass have?" A poem by Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, tells the most sincere, profound and touching love between mother and child in the world. It is said that there is the kindest and greatest woman in the world. She is our kind mother. It is said that there is the most beautiful and gentle voice in the world, that is, the mother's call to her children; It is said that there is one of the greatest, most selfless and hardworking people in this world, and she is also our mother!

Since we fell to the ground and cried for the first time in the world, we have become the concern of our mother's life. In fact, our mother only has children in her eyes. What percentage does mother occupy in our hearts? When this beautiful and special day comes, I have prepared beautiful clothes for my mother and future mother-in-law. Both mothers are very happy, and clothes are sweeter than honey. In fact, what her mother wants is that the child has her in his heart, not how old the child is.

Mother is my most trusted person and gives me courage when I am helpless. Mother is the direction of my growth, guiding me when I go in the wrong direction; Mom makes me happy.

In the morning, the sun is hanging at the eastern end, and the alarm clock has been ringing for more than half an hour. "It's too late!" I hurried to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother said to me, "I heard the weather forecast yesterday that it will rain heavily at noon today, so you must take an umbrella ..." Before my mother finished, I broke into the house and watched the fiery sun illuminate the earth. I thought: How can it rain cats and dogs in such a poisonous sun? Now the weather forecast is getting more and more inaccurate. I shouted to my mother, "Oh, I see!" Say that finish, I opened the door, turned and ran away.

At noon, it was cloudy and the thunder was deafening. Suddenly, the heavy rain poured down like a flood. At first, it was the size of a small grain of rice, which grew bigger and bigger, and finally it was as big as a soybean. The students left one by one, leaving me alone in the classroom at a loss. I think: it's autumn, and my mother is busy picking winter dates on the tree. Maybe she forgot me.

After a while, a familiar figure appeared in front of me. "It's mom, it's mom!" I walked home with my mother in the heavy rain. Mom makes me happy.

My mother only brought an umbrella. In order not to let me get wet, she held it beside me. When I got home, my mother's half was soaked. The next day, my mother had a fever, and it was fine to have an intravenous drip in the hospital for three days. Mom makes me happy.

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby, thrown into her arms …" Every time I hear a song, I feel my mother's selfless love for me, and my mother makes me very happy.

There are not too many words to describe, not too many words to tell, and not too many songs to express, describe, tell, and express the feelings of children all over the world for their mothers. Mom, a word that will melt your heart, a word full of love.

When the hour hand turns, time seems to go backwards.

After dinner, my mother stood up to collect the bowl and said from time to time, "I always feel very tired recently." What's wrong? " Dad casually crossed his legs: "Then you should rest more." I quickly patted my father on the shoulder: "Dad, then you can help my mother wash the dishes by the way!" " "Dad pie pie:" Forget it, I'm tired too. "

Mother waved her hand and there was a trace of helplessness on her face. I can't take it anymore. I quickly took the bowl, but I was a little impatient: "I'll wash it, I'll wash it." Mom seems to have sensed something and was about to grab the bowl. I grabbed her hand and said, "No, really." Mother's hands are hard and rough, like dried bark, so my determination to wash dishes is firm. I seem to see a strange flash in my mother's eyes, and then I can't hide my joy.

I cleaned the bowl and water splashed on the pool. I seem to hear my mother's happy laughter. ...

The song dedicated to my mother is not the touching melody, but a heartfelt speech and an action from the heart. Even if everything is normal and heartfelt, it can touch you and my mother.