But for a while, I was addicted to TV. Sometimes I can't help watching TV before I finish my homework. My parents saw me watching TV and asked me, "Have you finished your homework?" I think: if my parents know that I haven't finished my homework and watched TV, they will definitely scold me. So I replied, "Well, I'm done." Back at school, the teacher asked me why I didn't hand in my homework. I told you I left it at home, and I didn't remember to bring it. But what I don't usually do is some small homework. I will make it up and hand it over to the teacher when I get home at noon. I did this for two days in a row. Mom is not a fool. Over time, my mother felt that something must have gone wrong somewhere else.
One afternoon, I came home from work and was called to my room by my mother. My mother asked me, "Yang Hao, my mother asked you a question. You must tell the truth, ok? " "good!" I blurted it out. "You said that you didn't bring your homework these two days, so you handed it in this afternoon. Didn't you finish your homework and go back at noon? " After listening to my mother's words, I bowed my head in shame and my face was burning. "yes." I replied in a low voice that my mosquito-like voice was probably only heard by my mother and me. "If you dare to make mistakes, you are a good boy. You know that going home at noon to do your homework means that you still have homework in your heart. Can you tell mom why you didn't finish your homework? " "Because I am too busy watching TV at night." I whispered. "Oh, then I won't tell your teacher about it. You should study hard in the future and don't be too busy watching TV. Also, people should be single-minded in everything they do, not half-hearted. You should have self-control, so that you can resist any temptation in the future. You should remember what your mother said. " "Thank you, Mom!" I said gratefully.
I want to thank my mother, who made me understand these truths and how to be a man.
Chapter two: My mother taught me to be a man and step into life. The first teacher is my mother-the noblest and kindest mother. She taught us to pronounce the first sound and how to be a person.
One morning, my mother and I went for a walk. It rained all night last night, and the road was particularly slippery. At this time, a "Hua" sweeping sound came to my ears. I looked inside, and a female cleaner was struggling to sweep with a broom. Her forehead was covered with sweat and mud splashed all over her. Suddenly, she stared at a place where the original drain was blocked by silt, which accumulated on it and could not be discharged. Aunt's brow twisted into a knot. She rolled up her sleeves and trouser legs and stepped into knee-deep sewage. She only heard a bang. She may have tripped over something. She fell into the sewage and suddenly became a "drowned rat". I laughed with a snort, and my mother saw it. She always looked at me ruthlessly, and I froze. My mother rushed up and carefully helped my aunt, who looked around and said "thank you" to her mother. At this point, I felt my face burned to the root of my neck, which was really embarrassing.
On the way home, my mother and I walked silently, with our heads down, waiting for a "storm". At one place, my mother stopped and my heart was beating in my throat. However, my mother seems very calm. She took off her watch, pointed to the case and asked me, "What's on it?" I was very surprised. I don't know what medicine is sold in my mother's Sugar-Coated Berry. I replied hesitantly, "There are three hands and a glass surface …" My mother opened the box again and asked me, "What's in it?" "Small parts such as screws and gears." "Can this watch go without these parts?" "I can't." I answered, more puzzled in my heart. "yes! Without these parts, this watch is worthless, even if it has a beautiful appearance, what's the use? These parts work silently and are forgotten. Just like those cleaners-beauticians in the city, they are also doing unpopular work. They were laughed at and looked down upon, but they didn't complain. Without them, the city will become a garbage dump. " "Unsuccessful work ..." I repeated, and my mother looked at me with a smile. I know what she means! I quickly ran to the cleaner's aunt and respectfully said, "Aunt, I'm sorry!" " "Aunt listened to my words and smiled happily, and the voice of" Hua "rang out in the street again. This is the first time I think it is so beautiful.
The dialogue in the hazy summer and Kan Kan's clear-sighted teachings are deeply left in my heart. Mom, it's mom, who has taught me how to be a man again and again, to be a person who can shine-like a star in the night.
Chapter 3: My mother taught me to be a man. Weeds in the corner can drill out from the cracks in the stone, which is a kind of perseverance; Every bamboo leaf will hang its head, which is a kind of modesty; Qi Xin, an ant, can move things that are dozens of times heavier than them together. This is a unity. But mom, you taught me the most important quality in my life.
When I was a child, there was a big loquat tree in the yard next door, which was golden in summer. You will always hold my hand and stand under the tree for a while, so that I can feel the feeling of "summer". I was thinking, you should like loquat, right? Then one day, I passed by your window and saw you mending a worn-out dress for me. Suddenly I feel that you have paid so much for me, but I have never paid it back. I climbed the low wall, climbed the pipa tree and shuttled with the golden tree.
I picked five or six biggest and brightest pipas and put them in front of your window, thinking: Mom, your favorite pipa. When you saw these golden "elves", you smiled shallowly and suddenly called me angrily, "Xiaoyu, why do we have a pipa at home?" I smiled at you and said, "Mom, I picked it for you." Unexpectedly, you actually grabbed my hand and patted my palm with your hand: "Xiao Yu, how could you do such a thing?" Steal somebody else's pipa, steal! "I am very wronged, but you told me not to cry, to have a backbone, and to have the courage to admit my mistake. I nodded with tears in my eyes, letting the pain in my hands spread to my heart.
In the evening, you wake me up, touch my palm and ask me if it hurts. I shook my head, no pain, already light. Playing with your hands hurts in your heart, so you always hit me with your hands and experience the same pain as me. I know. You put those pipas in my palm: "Xiaoyu, eat, I told grandma next door." I said, "Mom, you eat! I picked this for you. " You nodded, and there was no sound for an instant. Even though it is far away, I still clearly feel your body temperature and trembling body-mom, are you crying?
This is my first time to eat loquat, and I still remember the taste. Later, I found again and again that you always tell me the true meaning of life with everything you have. You will let the children who can't go home for the time being live in my house; You will bury the pain of illness in your heart and want to hide your worries in our hearts; You will occasionally help the people in your neighbor's house and won't pick the object; You will put some responsibility on yourself, so that others will not be so embarrassed ... love, dignity, consideration for others and self-sacrifice. For a moment, I think you are so great!
What you have taught me will benefit me for life. And I, with what to eulogize your greatness-mother!
Chapter four: My mother taught me how to be a good person. I walked into the junior high school campus from a naughty and ignorant little girl. On the way of growing up, her figure dangled in front of my eyes, but behind the example of growing up, her sweat flowed.
She is my ordinary and amiable mother! On my way of growing up, she taught me how to be a man. It gave me confidence and motivation to study and encouraged me to sail in the ocean of life! Oh, my mother! I planted a seed to help others in the depths of my young heart, which kept sprouting and growing under the watering of my mother. Mom, you taught me to be a useful child!
What impressed me the most was when the summer vacation was coming. At that time, I was just in the first grade and didn't know anything. All I know is that it's my own thing and I can't share it with others. It belongs to me alone. It's summer vacation now, and on the day I got the notice, I drew water from fifteen buckets in my heart-excited and scared. The teacher sent us a notice, and I was relieved to see that my exam results were not bad. The teacher also gave candy to each of us, and everyone dragged the candy home happily.
When I got home, I explained to my parents how this candy came from, and then I started eating it alone. When I peeled a candy, my mother said to me earnestly, "This candy is for grandma." I confidently shouted at my mother, "Why? This was given to me by our school teacher and should be given to me. " My mother slapped me angrily, and suddenly tears welled up in my eyes. I rushed into the room, threw myself on the bed and began to cry.
Tears blurred my eyes and everything in front of me became blurred, as if I were Cinderella in a fairy tale, and I was very sad. At this time, I vaguely heard grandma talking about mom, and I was hooked up when I heard grandma's reproachful tone. After a while, my mother came into my room and said to me, "Mom shouldn't have hit you just now. I hit you because you are a student now. You know, grandma is an elder, not an old man. You should respect the elderly. When I was a child, grandma had delicious food, and the first thing I thought of was you. Since there is sugar, it is also a kindness to give it to grandma first. You know, if you give others happiness, you can be really happy! Respecting your elders and helping others is your true happiness. " After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly realized that I apologized to my mother, and my mother and I hugged and smiled.
The starry sky that day was so beautiful that the memory of that day became the most beautiful memory on my growing up. Mom, you taught me that mistakes are not terrible. The terrible thing is that you can't correct them at once. As long as you know, correction is the best. Mom, you taught me to be a child who will correct my mistakes!
My mother also planted a thrifty, environmentally friendly and helpful seed in my heart, which kept sprouting and growing under the rain and dew cared by my mother.
I really appreciate your mother. You taught me a lot. Taught me how to be a man!
Chapter five: My mother taught me to be a man, and I am very grateful to my mother. She taught me a lot about being a man.
My mother taught me to be a responsible person. The other day, I don't know what happened to my mother. She said to me, "These jellies and old yogurts are made of smelly leather shoes." I think I eat these jellies and old yogurt every day. They are delicious. It's all finished, and I want my mother to buy it. I didn't expect it to be like this, which is particularly strange. I asked my mother doubtfully, "Huh? It turned out to be made of smelly leather shoes! How is it made? " My mother introduced me to the article in the newspaper, and then said, "When you grow up, don't just think about making money and doing things against your conscience." I said, "I see, I will be a good person and not do anything against my conscience." My mother taught me to be a caring person.
I remember once, my family went to Yang She to play. On the pedestrian street, when I walked out of a restaurant, I found a disabled old man begging at the door. He was dirty, missing a leg, sitting on the ground, holding a basin and asking for money. There are only a few coins in the basin. Mother took a dollar out of her pocket and asked me to give it to him. At this time, the pedestrians next to him saw it and said, "This old beggar may be pretending, and his family conditions are good." But my mother said to me, "you don't have to be suspicious when you do good things." Do good and don't lose heart. " So I hurried forward and gave the old man one yuan. The old man quickly said, "Thank you, thank you!" I am very happy at this moment.
My mother is such a person. She taught me to be honest and always help those in trouble. Thanks, mom.