My mother is an editor. Hard work has caused fine wrinkles on her forehead. When I was a child, I saw my mother concentrate on writing and frown slightly. I asked mischievously, "Mom, why is the word' biography' written in the middle of your eyebrows?" Mother put down her pen and smiled. Under her stretched brow, eyes full of love and enthusiasm flashed. Mom tidied it up, wrote a pile of manuscript paper and said, "mom writes and corrects on manuscript paper all day." How can the word' biography' not be long? " I rolled my eyes. "Then you won't change the manuscript less for other uncles and aunts, will you?" ! "Mom smiled happily:" Silly boy, if uncles and aunts don't want to do more work, aren't all the manuscripts in the office piled up? "No matter what you do, you can't just think of yourself, but think of others everywhere, remember?" I nodded in confusion. In my young mind, it was my mother who taught me to be a considerate person for the first time. I will never forget the word "biography" in my mother's brow, nor my mother's teachings. How could I forget? !
My mother always cares about my life and study. After a hard day's work, my mother started fighting in the kitchen again. Our laughter at the dinner table made my mother feel very happy. When I grow up, whenever we have a holiday, she will let me stand by and watch her cook. "To learn the ability to live independently, you can't rely on your parents for a lifetime!" Mom told me. Cooking for the first time, cooking for the first time-although that has become a joke for the whole family, I finally learned it. At that New Year's Day party, the students happily included jiaozi. The jiaozi they wrapped was flat, and some of them were cracked, but I wrapped it neatly and firmly, which really envied my classmates. How satisfied I am at this moment. It was my mother who cultivated my ability to live independently. What role will this play in going to society in the future!
Once in the senior high school entrance examination, my grades suddenly fell back by dozens. My mother helped me find out the reasons why I didn't do well in the exam one by one and taught me how to learn. She said that when she was in middle school, all her homework was excellent, and her high school graduation score was 97. At that time, she lived in poverty, hungry all day and studied hard under the dim kerosene lamp. Where did she get the spirit? The illegal vocabulary of Wuhan Forum has brought liberation to the people and given her the opportunity to enter the school. With the determination to serve the motherland and the people, what is the reason for not learning well? It is my mother's repeated education that makes me know from her experience that only by studying hard can we lay the foundation for our future struggle and let our motherland take off in the world. To be a man, you should be as strong as your mother and make a contribution to the motherland and society.
Mom, it's mom, who taught me how to be a man again and again, how to be a person who can shine and give off heat-just like a star falling in the night.
Is it okay?