My mother and I got a high score of 1.
Gradually, my mother's temples turned white and the wrinkles on her face became deeper and deeper. She used to run around, but now she has become a procrastinating mother. Although the mother is old, the daughter is sensible and knows how to repay her parents.
Mother's face turned pale because of taking medicine for a long time. But the more her rough hands hurt, the more she wants to work. Because she once said that only by doing everything carefully can we forget the pain and forget everything around us. This also inspired me.
I remember that it was a few days during the summer vacation, and my mother and I had some problems. My mother said I was a timid and shy daughter, but I insisted that I had become bold and not shy when I was in the fifth grade of primary school. The two of us argued for a long time, and we couldn't tell who won or lost. I ran out of the house angrily. When I was wandering on the path in the moonlight, I thought a lot, "Should I quarrel with my mother?" I've been thinking about this for a long time. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew towards me, and I felt a cold current rush into my heart. At this time, I thought of the scene when my mother brought me an umbrella in the rain when I was a child. The rain got her wet. At this moment, I shed tears. I decided to dry my tears and apologize to my mother. When I said "I'm sorry" to my mother, she touched my head and said, "I really grew up."
In my childhood memory, there is another thing that I will never forget. At that time, my mother and I were in trouble. It was not until my mother fell down at work that I realized that everything my mother did was for us.
As the saying goes, "children can't suffer hardships, and education can't be poor." My mother not only spared me, but also educated me. So I think if there is any misunderstanding between you and your mother, you should put yourself in her shoes. So that the mother-daughter relationship can continue to drag on.
My mother and I got high marks in composition 2.
Our happiness is the smile on our mother's face, and our pain is the deep sadness in her eyes. We can go far, but we will never get out of the square in our mother's heart. That's what my mother does. Silent concern is her way of expressing love. It was she who gave me a helping hand when I needed it most; It was she who told me when I was complacent that there were many people better than me. ...
Near the end of school, there was a little Mao Mao rain in the gray sky. As soon as the teacher announced that school was over, I searched my schoolbag at once. Unfortunately, I turned my schoolbag upside down and didn't see my lovely umbrella. Looking out of the window, the rain didn't stop at all, but it rained harder and harder. Helpless, I had to dig out my pocket money and prepare to watch the car go home. Down to the lobby, I saw a familiar figure, it was my mother! She is wearing a raincoat and there is an umbrella in the basket. ...
I rushed over, "Mom!" Mom looked back and it was me. "Come on, get in the car."
I sat in the back seat of the car, holding an umbrella, and my heart was filled with infinite warmth. It rained yesterday, too. I hung my umbrella at home. At the risk of wasting time, my mother has to come to school to have a look before she can rest assured.
Mom, I love you!
My mother and I got high marks in composition 3.
Dad planted a tree when I was born and named it "Mother Tree". Yes, in daily life, my mother is like that dense mother tree, sheltering my happy growth.
When I was young, my mother often hugged me and hummed me to sleep. But I fiddled with my mother's rough hand and thought it was fun. Gradually, the mother tree becomes thicker, but I still like to hold my mother's hand and feel so soft. So I often put my face on my mother's hand and feel very warm and comfortable. I saw a kind look in my mother's eyes, which hung over me for a long time. Soon, the mother tree is much thicker. I go to school, and when I come back from school every day, my mother will accompany me to do my homework, even though she doesn't know what I am writing. Sometimes she lets me paint. Although I don't know what I drew, I am very happy.
Now, everything has changed. Today's mother is not white-haired, but has long been white-haired. Mother's wrinkles are more and more, and her hands have lost their original luster. In my feeling, my mother is no longer tall, nor does she block my shady mother tree.
Now, I have grown up. You can wash your clothes, wear your shoes and socks, and you don't need to use your mother's hands. In my impression, my mother is already an old farmer in the old society and behind the times. My mother is no longer my teacher, perhaps because my knowledge has increased. After working in the field during the day, my mother dragged her tired body back home accompanied by starlight and went to cook without saying a word, while I was at the dinner table, either the food was too light or the food was too bad. I saw my mother's mouth move as if to say something, but I didn't say it. My mother wants to talk to me after supper.
I said I was too busy studying. How about tomorrow? But "Tomorrow will follow tomorrow, and there will be many tomorrow", but I never told my mother once.
I didn't find my true self until I saw my classmate and his mother walking on the road talking and laughing yesterday. On my way home, I was thinking about how to make up for my mistake. Suddenly, I remembered that today is actually my mother's birthday. I quickly took out my usual pocket money and bought my mother a cake. On the way, I really want to go home, and I want to say a lot to my mother. But when I got home, I saw my mother but couldn't say a word. Mother looked at me and the cake for a long time, and then asked, "Whose cake is this?" I smiled indifferently: "Of course it's for you! Happy birthday to you! " Mother took the cake and turned around quickly. For an instant, I saw two crystal tears in my mother's eyes. I quickly greeted him: "Mom, don't cry, today is your birthday. Smile! " Finally, that long-lost smile appeared in my house that day. The mother tree has also returned to its former glory.
This mother tree will always be so beautiful in my heart. I spent a wonderful childhood under the protection of the big tree, and I believe there will be a happy future. And I will cherish the beautiful present, protect my mother's tree and repay my mother!
My mother and I got high marks in composition 4.
Every time I talk about my mother, I am always proud. I will say to my friends, "My mother is very virtuous, not only a good wife, but also a good mother. Her subtle education is very important to me and has a great influence on me. "
She is diligent and loves cleanliness. Every time I am at home, I always see her busy doing housework. Although she keeps complaining, she never stops working. She always told me, "Jiao Jiao, you should learn to do more housework, pack your things, keep your house clean, and more importantly, keep it …" That's how she taught me when she was too busy to lift her head. "Girls' home is more important. You should dress neatly, don't be sloppy. Not only will you be laughed at, but you will feel uncomfortable, won't you? " To tell the truth, until now, I have not been very obedient. I think my mother's words have worn out my ears. I am stubborn, not only disobeying, but sometimes even contradicting my mother. In the end, my mother just said a few hard words and stopped answering. Later, I reflected on myself and found that what my mother said was very reasonable and practical. It must have made him very sad to refute her.
I thought she would ignore me, an unreasonable and self-righteous kid, but I was wrong. I forgot that she was my mother. How can a mother be angry with her child? ! Yes, a mother always treats her lovely children who never seem to mature with a tolerant heart. She always thinks selflessly for her children, and always takes pains to find faults for them and help them correct. Even if the child's behavior or words hurt her, she just silently healed the wound and continued to love her baby in this way. When she makes a decision for her child, she may make a decision without thinking, because she knows it is good for the child ... so when the child does something wrong, the first person to feel sorry for it is her mother. Strangely, when the child is alone outside, the first thing that comes to mind is his mother, the mother he misses most. They suddenly recalled all the beauty of their mother's daily life, and even if they did something that forced them, they were so happy now.
So I began to learn to be obedient, to do housework, to manage my own things, to tidy up my room, to take a bath often and to keep my body clean. Of course, in addition to these, I am still learning and developing in other better directions pointed out by my mother.
My mother and I are getting closer and closer, sometimes just like friends. But occasionally there are obstacles. I can never say I'm sorry for my mother. Somehow, I just feel embarrassed. Actually, there is no need to say "sorry" between mother and daughter. A cup of hot water and a greeting can resolve those so-called barriers.
I don't know if you have such feelings and experiences. When you are wronged or do something wrong, the only idea is to immediately jump into your mother's arms and cry. The familiar smell will make you feel extremely safe and comforting.
It was sunny outside the window, and suddenly I had an inexplicable idea: shout "mom!" " To the sun. Suddenly I feel that my mother is by my side, hidden deep in the small silver box in my heart.