I have a mother who loves me and always takes care of me. Now, I also learned to take care of my mother.
A few days ago, my mother was ill, but unfortunately, my father went on a business trip and would not be back for a few days, so the responsibility of taking care of my mother fell on my shoulders.
Although taking care of my mother is very tiring, I think it's time to repay my mother when I think about how she took care of me before.
Growing up, it was hot, and my mother gave me a fan; I was thirsty, so my mother brought me fruit and drinks to quench my thirst. When I encounter difficulties, my mother always comforts me, encourages me and helps me. No matter what she does, she has no complaints. Once, I needed a reference book and asked my mother to buy it for me after work. As a result, my mother bought it by mistake. For my study, my mother immediately ran to the bookstore and bought me the reference books I needed. Mom has done so much for me, and now she is ill, shouldn't I take care of her?
I began to take care of my mother as my mother took care of me. Mother was thirsty, so I poured her water and handed her the peeled apple. Mom was hungry, so I learned to cook for her by myself.
I'm going to be a duty student at school today, and I'm a little late to go home. As soon as I got home, I started cooking. Because I am worried that my mother is hungry, I want to bring hot rice to my mother quickly. I panicked when I was cooking, and I accidentally burned a lot of my hands with the pot. My mother saw it, held me in her arms and said sadly, "Baby, you have suffered these days." I comforted my mother: "Nothing, this is also a kind of exercise!" " "
Mother smiled with relief when she saw that I was sensible. Look at her happy appearance, as if she had recovered more than half.
I took care of my mother when she was ill. The more ingredients, the better. In my first week of school, I had a very meaningful time. My mother caught a bad cold today and her voice is hoarse. The doctor said that she should have more rest.
When I got home, I immediately asked my mother to go upstairs and lie down. I put the quilt on my mother and ran downstairs to pour hot water for my mother. I sat reading and kept looking at my mother.
Mother makes noises from time to time in bed. I woke up my mother. I drugged her and tucked her in. My mother suddenly threw up and drank boiled water. I am as busy as a bee.
I pulled a muscle when I went to physical education class, and the muscles on both sides of my stomach were very painful, but in order to take care of my sick mother, I forgot my own pain. I saw my mother get up, and I was very, very happy. When my father is not at home, I am the little master of this family, little master! I must take good care of my mother and protect her! I must get rid of my mother's bad cold.
I live in a warm, harmonious and happy family. My parents love me very much, especially my mother.
My mother works in a bank, in charge of personnel and education. She has a lot of business and is very busy. Nevertheless, my mother will personally send me to school every day, dress me, tie my shoelaces, pack my schoolbag, fill my meals and wash my socks ... In short, my life is represented by my mother.
I want to declare that it's not that I won't do it, but that my mother doesn't believe me and keeps saying that I am a child. What my mother asks of me is that I should study hard.
But, mom, I want to tell you ... I remember once, I was going to learn English after school, my father was on a business trip, and your company was busy, so I went to the English school myself. Afterwards, I thought I would get your praise and praise when I grew up, but what I got was your severe reprimand; Another time, physical education class ran 50 meters in our class. Originally, my sprint performance was not bad, but my shoelaces suddenly opened before the race, because you usually help me tie them, so I can't even tie my shoelaces, and I'm too embarrassed to ask my teachers and classmates for help. As a result, I ran last ... in daily life, I went to wash dishes, and you said I was young; I wash socks, and you say I can't clean them. I help you clean your room, and you call me a troublemaker.
Mom, I am 9 years old and a sophomore. I am no longer a toddler. At the beginning of the new semester, with my efforts, you finally promised that I could go to school by myself, but you still have to stand on the balcony and look at me every day, open the window and tell me, "Don't play on the road, pay attention to the car and go well."
I live in a warm, harmonious and happy family. My parents love me very much, especially my mother. My mother works in a bank, in charge of personnel and education. She has a lot of business and is very busy. Nevertheless, my mother will personally send me to school every day, dress me, tie my shoelaces, pack my schoolbag, fill my meals and wash my socks ... In short, my life is represented by my mother. I want to declare that it's not that I won't do it, but that my mother doesn't believe me and keeps saying that I am a child. What my mother asks of me is that I should study hard. But, mom, I want to tell you ...
I remember once, I planned to learn English after school. It happened that my father was on a business trip and your company was busy, so I went to the English school by myself. Afterwards, I thought I would get your praise and praise when I grew up, but what I got was your severe reprimand; Another time, our class ran the physical education class 50-meter race. I was good at sprinting, but my shoelace suddenly opened before the game. Because you usually do it for me, I can't even tie my shoelaces, and I'm too embarrassed to ask my teachers and classmates for help. As a result, I came last. ...
In daily life, I go to wash dishes, and you say I am still young; I wash socks, and you say I can't clean them. I help you clean your room, and you call me a troublemaker. Mom, I am 9 years old and a sophomore. I am no longer a toddler. At the beginning of the new semester, with my efforts, you finally promised that I could go to school by myself, but you still have to stand on the balcony and look at me every day, open the window and tell me, "Don't play on the road, pay attention to the car and go well."
I took care of my mother when she was ill. The more ingredients, the better.
In my first week of school, I had a very meaningful life. My mother caught a bad cold today and her voice is hoarse. The doctor said that she should have more rest.
When I got home, I immediately asked my mother to go upstairs and lie down. I put the quilt on my mother and ran downstairs to pour hot water for my mother. I sat reading and kept looking at my mother. Mother makes noises from time to time in bed. I woke up my mother. I drugged her and tucked her in. My mother suddenly threw up and drank boiled water. I am as busy as a bee. I pulled a muscle when I went to physical education class, and the muscles on both sides of my stomach were very painful, but in order to take care of my sick mother, I forgot my own pain.
I saw my mother get up, and I was very, very happy. When my father is not at home, I am the little master of this family, little master!
I must take good care of my mother and protect her! I must make my mother's bad cold better!
6. Our mother is ill. Today, my mother came back from work and said, "I seem to have caught a cold."
I was worried, so I let my mother lie in bed and cover her with a thick quilt. Then, I found cold medicine.
Then I thought: How can I take medicine without hot water? what can I do? It suddenly occurred to me that mom can't do it, but I can! So, I imagined how my mother used to cook and carefully started to make a fire. But I couldn't light the fire, so I bent down and twisted it again. With a whoosh, the fire caught fire and almost burned my face. A close call.
After a while, the water boiled and I quickly put out the fire. Then, I began to pour water, because it was the first time, and there was too much water in the kettle, which was too hot. I was afraid I would spill it and burn myself.
I tried my best and finally poured the water out. Mom took the medicine, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Mom will have a bitter taste when she takes the medicine. I want to find something to eat for my mother, but I can't find it anywhere.
Suddenly, I saw honey, so I made my mother a cup of honey water and secretly gave it to her. Mother asked, "What is this?" I smiled and said, "You try!" Then, mom took a bite.
"It turned out to be honey water!" A smile appeared on mother's haggard face. In the past, my mother took care of me when I was ill. Now that I am grown up, I can take care of my mother and become her little helper.
7. Motherly love composition When you are sick, maternal love can be seen everywhere. When you are sick, the maternal love you feel is the strongest and kindest maternal love.
I remember that at noon one day in the second semester of senior high school, I suddenly felt a sharp dizziness and stomachache on my way home from school. Just don't go, sit on a bench by the road and wait for my mother to pick me up. Mom did come. She carried me home and treated me with her self-taught knowledge of TCM health care. With "Wow!" Suddenly, I threw up all the breakfast I had in the morning. My mother wiped the floor regardless of the sour taste of the food processed by "gastric juice", brought me a basin to continue vomiting, and then brought me water to gargle after vomiting. Later, I had a high fever, and my mother put a wet towel on my forehead ... After careful care and treatment by my mother, my illness was completely cured the next day.
I still remember one day in late February of 20 10, when I got chicken pox and was itchy all over, I was admitted to the hospital. In the evening, my mother stayed in the hospital with me. We bought rice, my mother ate hard green stalks and left me all the delicious dishes. Chickenpox began to attack before going to bed, and my whole body itched like hell. My mother comforted me softly and tried her best to relieve my itching ... That week, my mother took good care of me until I recovered and was discharged from the hospital.
When I was sick, my mother took good care of me with her broad maternal love. I will never forget my mother's love. I will study hard and repay my mother with excellent results and the little maternal love my mother gave me.
8. My mother is ill. I walked home at a brisk pace, took out my key, pried open the door and shouted, "Mom, I'm home. Is the meal ready? " "But I heard a faint hoarse answer from the bedroom:" Son, I don't feel well. I'll buy some fast food myself later.
I carefully took out some quick change and ran downstairs to the restaurant. I bought a meal quickly and hurried home. My mother saw that I bought a lot of food and said I couldn't eat it. I just smiled, had a good meal quickly, and then went into my small room to do my homework.
In the evening, my mother saw me finish my homework and took me out for a walk, but I was a little worried. I was afraid that my mother's body couldn't support me. I shook my head, but my mother kept smiling, probably because I was in a good mood. I had to follow my mother, accompany her for a leisurely walk in the street and chat happily with her. When I got home, I took my mother's temperature and looked at it. Wow! I shouted with surprise that my mother was back to normal.
Lying in bed, my mother told me many interesting stories, and I slept soundly. (Dad is not at home) topic; The day my mother was ill.
I made it up myself.
9. The story of me and my mother (300) (composition) (I was sick) Once, my mother and I felt bad. My mother touched my head and touched her own. She knows that we all have a fever.
Sure enough, I am 38.5 degrees, and my mother is 38.2 degrees. I was lying in bed, dizzy, but my mother took care of me as if I were not sick. I feel very uncomfortable, because my mother is sick, and she must be as uncomfortable as me, while I am resting in bed and my mother is doing housework.
It can be seen from her figure that she is struggling and uncomfortable. I thought to myself: no! I can't lie in bed and let my mother take care of me! Mom is also a patient now, and needs to rest! I got up and asked my mother to help her with her work. When she saw me get up, she said, "Why are you up? Don't want to sleep? " "No, Mom, I want to help you."
"Don't toss about this, go to sleep quickly, and go to school if you have nothing to do!" Mom said. "I ..." I slammed the door into the room in a fit of pique. I saw my mother dragging her tired body through the door, and I couldn't help it any longer. I threw myself on the bed and began to cry.
My fever is getting worse and my mother takes care of me more carefully. I said to my mother in bed, "Mom, why didn't you rest when I tried to help you yesterday?" "Silly boy, mom, this is for your own good. How can I be good without a good rest? You are too young to be an adult. If you are ill, your parents will be very worried. It doesn't matter whether I participate or not. The key is hello. " I am very touched, my mother's love for me is a great maternal love, and this love is brilliant at any time! There is no substitute for maternal love, which is the most sacred and pure love! Here, I want to say a heartfelt word to my mother: "Mom, I love you!" " "I think, what other sentence can express my mood better than this simple sentence? ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
As soon as my mother saw it, she quickly sent me to the hospital and asked the doctor to see me for treatment. After examination, the doctor said that I had a cold and wanted to hang salt water on me.
My family is poor and has little money. My mother is afraid that the doctors here are inexperienced and expensive, so she wants to take me to Tongxiang and let the doctors in Tongxiang treat me. It was already dark and it was getting late.
My mother sent me to Tongxiang for hospitalization and sat beside my bed for the night. It was not until the next morning that she closed her eyes and slept for a while.
But my mother only slept for a while, and then she hardly opened her eyes to tell me stories, so as not to worry me. Later, grandma came and wanted to take care of me for my mother.
However, my mother was not at ease and stayed to take care of me. I saw a circle of black things around my mother's eyes.
I know it's because of lack of sleep. Mom has to go to work, and grandma has repeatedly asked her to go to work.
Mom just agreed to go to work. Shortly after my mother left, she came to see me in the hospital again.
It turned out that my mother was still worried and told the leader the reason and didn't come back until she asked for leave. My mother also told my grandmother: "I still don't feel at ease, so I asked the leader for leave to take care of my daughter."
Hearing this, I know how much my mother loves me! So, I think after my illness is cured, I must take good care of my mother and don't let her pay so much for me! —————————————————————————————————————————————————————— I had a stitch before I left, for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
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Whenever I read this poem, I can't help thinking of my mother. My mother's love for me is everywhere-in life, as long as the climate changes, she never forgets to add or subtract clothes for me; When I am sick, she will take care of me without sleep; In study, she always guides me patiently; She often takes me out on holidays.
In my heart, one thing impressed me very deeply-it was a Sunday night, and I was going to Jiayi Musical Instrument Store to learn guzheng. When I went out, the sky was clear and rosy in Wan Li, but just after class was over, it began to thunder outside.
"rumbling."
The noise was terrible, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. The class is finally over, and it's already dark.
When I went out, there was a cold wind blowing head on, and I couldn't help shrinking my neck. It's too cold! Watching my classmates being picked up by my parents one by one, I stood under the eaves and felt like a small sapling, shaken by the strong wind. After a while, the door of the music shop was closed, and I was still waiting.
Finally, I saw a familiar figure in the heavy rain-it was my mother! Mom came pedaling hard in the rain.
Angry and anxious, I asked my mother, "Why are you so late today?" "Today, the unit worked overtime and there were some things to do, so it was late." Mom said with some apologies.
"Are you cold?" Mother took off her coat and handed it to me. "I don't want it."
"no! Your hands are so cold, come on, put them on! " I put on a coat with my mother's temperature. Under the dim street lamp, I saw my mother's light coat tightly attached to my body and my trouser legs were wet. Rain is running down my trouser legs. I don't know whether it is rain or sweat.
My heart trembled and my anger subsided.
I held my mother's waist tightly. Yes, my mother works hard every day, and she has to take care of my daily life and study with me. She hardly has any rest time of her own. My mother has done too much for me ... I put my face tightly on my mother's back.
Suddenly, my body felt warm. The wind blew harder and it rained harder.
My mother's love and warm reminder will remain in my memory forever ... Please give me the best answer.