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The fifth grade composition "Dad, what did Mom teach me?"
My parents taught me to be a man.

The reason why weeds can break through thick rocks and stand on the vibrant land depends on strong and unyielding perseverance; The reason why ants can lift objects dozens of times larger than their own bodies depends on the spirit of unity; The reason why I can become a good student with excellent academic performance depends on the truth that my mother taught me to be a man. I will never exhaust these truths in my life. ...

When I was young, my mother always left me the best food, but she cleaned up all my leftovers. When I was in kindergarten, she often tried her best to dress me up more beautifully than other children. In primary school, she was busy with my study all day ... but most importantly, my mother taught me how to be a man.

I remember that summer, I couldn't hold back the blazing fire in my mouth, but I didn't want to step into the hot street like a fire, so I clamored for my mother to go out and buy me an ice cream. My mother couldn't resist my angry words and bought me an ice cream. When I saw the ice cream, I ate it with relish like a "hungry man pouncing on bread". Suddenly, the coldness of ice cream spread all over my body. I have been intoxicated with this enjoyment for a long time. My mother silently counted the money on her. Suddenly, she exclaimed as if she had discovered a new continent: "Huizi, is this ice cream 3 yuan?" Why did he change 2 yuan more? " "That's not good, you still want him to find 2 pieces less! 2 pieces can eat one more roast chicken wing! " I recited it happily. Hearing this, my mother's voice suddenly became serious: "How can you say that? It is difficult for ice cream sellers to make money. Come with me and return the money! " I was dragged into the street by my mother and returned the money to my uncle who sold ice cream. Along the way, my mother taught me tirelessly. I had no idea what my mother was talking about at that time, and even thought she was so wordy and boring.

However, as I grew older, I gradually understood my mother's good intentions. In my mind, the image of my mother is becoming clearer and clearer: she will occasionally help her neighbors, whether they spend the holidays with her or not; She will take responsibility for herself, so that others will not be so embarrassed ... love, dignity, consideration for others and self-sacrifice. For a moment, I thought my mother was so great!

Now, I finally understand that everything my mother does is to teach me the truth of being a man and make me more unimpeded in my future life. These truths are so profound that they are all drawn from unforgettable stories. These principles are deeply imprinted in my mind and will never fade.

Mom, I will always thank you!