From the beginning of being sensible, I found a word "busy" in my mother. My mother often goes out early and comes back late. Climb three strokes a month and go home quickly. When she comes home every day, she looks tired and sometimes falls asleep before eating. I really can't understand seeing her as tired as a broken machine. Is my mother the busiest in the world? Why can't she squeeze in some time for my poor child? I really envy those students who have been accompanied by their parents. How happy they are to have a family reunion dinner at night, to have their parents help them with their homework, to play games, hide and seek, to visit the park and to tell the story of "Wolf and White Rabbit" every holiday! My mother, on the other hand, often has to work overtime. There are no holidays, and sometimes she is on duty all day and night. Today, she said that she has had several operations and will have several operations tomorrow, so she has no time to talk to me, let alone play with me. Mom, how lonely you often leave me at home alone. Every evening I can only lie on the windowsill and wait to hear my mother's footsteps coming back from work, hoping to see her thin figure as soon as possible.
Once, I finally couldn't help it. Out of curiosity, I came to the hospital with questions to see what my mother was busy with. I'll give an "anonymous interview". When I came to the hospital, I only saw a long queue at the door of each rash room, and everyone was in pain. I looked up at the operating room. Only one person was wearing a surgical gown, a surgical cap, a white mask and long rubber gloves in his hand. Only two black eyes are exposed. It looks like a clown on TV. I thought it was really funny at first sight, and suddenly I heard this "clown" make a kind and familiar voice. Ah! So it's mom. I didn't recognize her in overalls. "Mom is going to have an operation. You can play by yourself. " Still the same old saying. I'm really disappointed and I don't understand. At this time, an old man in a hospital gown came up with his child and said to me, "Your name is Chen Jiayang? Your mother often talks about you, saying that you are a sensible and obedient boy. You have a good mother, and we often get her selfless help. " Later, grandpa told me that he was very ill. He was so tired after the operation that he couldn't move all over. My mother takes good care of him and often helps him turn over, wipe his body, feed and change clothes ... The child who lives in the same room with his grandfather also said excitedly, "I came to the hospital with a serious illness, but my parents came here to work and the family environment was not good. I have no money to stay in the hospital for a few days, so I have to leave the hospital. When your mother found out, she said it would be dangerous for a good child to leave the hospital like this. You will stay for treatment, and I will pay for it. Thanks to my aunt's help, my illness will soon get better and I can leave the hospital for school tomorrow. " They also said that mom helped many people.
When I finished listening, I couldn't help crying. Mom, I misunderstood you. At this moment, I saw my mother hurriedly pushed open the door of the operating room and went in. I suddenly feel how tall and generous my mother's back is. You have traded your hard work for the health and happiness of others. Mom, you are amazing. I love you!
Example 2:
In my mind, almost everything is vague, only my mother's back is clear, which makes me so impressed, so profound. ...
Mother is a worker. Before I finished eating in the morning, my mother had pushed open the door to go to work, and her back disappeared outside. In the evening, my mother went on duty, and what I saw on the balcony was still her hazy back, rushing from morning till night.
I can't forget the time in the fourth grade ... I got high marks in my class. On the way home, suddenly, my mother's familiar back flashed before my eyes. It's her! It's her! Mom, I have something to tell you! "I cried, eager to tell my mother at once, because my heart was occupied by this one thing. My mother looked back for shouts and noticed me. I rushed to my mother like an arrow. I insisted on telling her the good news. Before I could speak, she said, "Good boy, the leader is here to check the work, waiting for his mother. If you have something to say, you should go home first! " Before I could say anything, she left in a hurry, leaving me with a back. I just that one share happy matter swept away, tears in my eyes, "mom, mom, do you know what I want to tell you? I got a high score! " Suddenly, my nose feels sour.
When I got home, I stopped breathing and didn't tell you about it, but my mother didn't come back all night.
On my way to school in the morning, I saw my mother again. Her tired eyes can explain how she worked last night. She saw me, adjusted my collar and said, "Good boy, hurry up, don't be late, be careful." She seems to have forgotten all about yesterday, really! I can't help telling the story again. Mother smiled with relief, which completely drove away fatigue.
I have no right to blame her. Looking at my mother's seemingly brisk footsteps and distant back, I shouted from the bottom of my heart: "My good mother!" " "
Looking at my mother's distant figure, tears blurred my eyes. In an instant, my mother's figure became taller and bigger.