In July, I bid farewell to Nanjing, the stove, and my mother took me to Guilin for a trip.
The yearning for Guilin comes from Chinese textbooks. When the teacher introduced "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world", I was full of reverie about the landscape of Lijiang River. Plus, before I left, my mother showed me several videos of "Beauty of Guilin" and "Impression of Sister Liu" on the Internet, which made me full of expectations for this trip.
It was already evening when the plane arrived in Guilin. There are no tall buildings here, and the traffic is heavy. The mountain is a building, the building is close to the mountain, and the mountain is connected with water, like a picture scroll. Breathing the fresh air, the tour guide told us that it rained heavily in Guilin a few days ago, and we just caught up with the more beautiful scenery in Guilin after the rain.
The next day, we came to Elephant Trunk Hill. Wow, the whole mountain really looks like an elephant sucking water in the water. There is also a stone mountain with a hole in the middle. According to legend, there is a touching story that General Fu Bo pierced three mountains with one arrow. Strolling through the fir lake, the green lake reflects the sun, the moon and the twin towers. The breeze blew, and bright gold and silver stripes appeared on the lake, which was very beautiful.
On the third day of our trip, we finally boarded a cruise ship on the Lijiang River. My mother told me that Lijiang River is called the longest and most beautiful gallery in the world, and it is the essence of Guilin tourism. On the boat, overlooking the distance, you can have a panoramic view of the moving beauty of the Lijiang River. From time to time, fishermen paddle boats and fish with cormorants, and three or two buffaloes drink freely on the shore. High mountains rise from the ground with different shapes and are not connected with each other. After getting off the cruise ship, we changed into bamboo rafts and drifted down the Yulong River. My heart suddenly swelled, and several friends picked up the water gun that my mother had just bought and started a water fight. Enjoy the scouring of the river. This has added a lot of joy and unforgettable memories to our trip. It is really interesting to think about it. In Guilin, my mother also took me to the ancient totem road and Yan Guan, sitting on an exciting aerial sling and tasting the local mangoes and yellow skins. I am a little reluctant to leave Guilin. I really hope that one day, my mother will take me to play again and feel the "green hills, beautiful waters, strange caves and beautiful stones" in Guilin.
There is a faded red pen on my desk, which my mother used to correct our homework when I was in primary school.
My mother is our Chinese teacher in grade three. My mother has carefully checked our homework for a long time. If we find mistakes, circle them with a red pen and correct them for us. My mother corrects test papers very carefully. I remember that I only got 73 points in a Chinese exam. I am very depressed. My mother wrote in red: This exam is not ideal. I hope I can see your test paper with a score above 90 next time. Keep trying. My mother believes you can do it. After reading these words, I made up my mind to show my mother a high score. Sure enough, I did well in the second exam. Students' papers are the same, with encouragement and praise. The paper at the same table said: You are a clever boy. Keep working hard and you will get good grades.
My mother has always been strict with us, so our academic performance has always been excellent. In the fifth grade, our class got the first grade in the Chinese final! Mom's pen has brought us encouragement and joy, so I cherish it.
Ah! Mom's pen, you gave us joy and success, and you expressed mom's infinite concern for us. I love you, and I love my mother more!
Fourth grade mother composition 3 "Baby, why don't you go to the classroom with your mother to do your homework next class?" "What? Classroom? Not go. I will do my homework carefully in the office, don't worry. " "Let's go! Mom wants you to set an example for your brother and sister and study hard, okay? " "ah! I can't, I'm a little scared ... "
Ding Lingling, the bell for evening self-study rang, and my mother took my hand and walked to the door of the classroom. The originally boiling classroom was instantly quiet. My brothers and sisters in the classroom all returned to their positions and looked up at me uniformly. Suddenly, a stream of blood rushed to my face and ears, burning. I looked down timidly, afraid to look at them again. I went to the first table by the platform and sat down.
I took a deep breath, opened my schoolbag, took out a glossary and recited the meaning of words. But before I could speak, the corner of my eye seemed to tell me that my brothers and sisters were still staring at me. I was on pins and needles again, and my heart was pounding. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, calm down." I closed my eyes slightly and tried to calm myself down. At this moment, the classroom is surprisingly quiet, so quiet that you can hear your breathing.
"Greed means insatiable greed, without ... colorful, colorful, ... colors. Describe ... "Oh dear! What happened? It's almost half an hour, and my mind is full of my brother and sister's sharp eyes and bright smiles. Memorizing words originally meant such a strong point, but today it is so difficult. "What am I afraid of? Is it sarcasm? No! " I looked up at my mother on the podium and stole a look at my brothers and sisters in the classroom. They all seem to be immersed in their own affairs, and no one cares about my existence. I know my fears are unnecessary. So I began to relax myself slowly and stop thinking. ...
Ding Lingling, the bell for evening self-study is ringing again, and school is over. My mother took me out of the classroom to thank me for my excellent performance today, and I understand the price I paid for setting a good example today.
She is tall, round-faced, fair-skinned and has bright eyes, sometimes gentle and sometimes severe. This is my mother.
Because my father is a surgeon, he flies to Daiyue every day and comes home early. My little daughter has been taken care of by my mother for more than ten years.
She has always been strict with my study. From review to preview, from listening to reading to dictation, from school work to extracurricular improvement, my mother always urges and guides meticulously. As long as I slack off, there will be a dinner of "Mao Lizi" and "Lion Roar", and no one can say anything about love. Although I was disgusted at that time, I developed a good habit of studying over time and got good grades. Everyone praised my efforts, all because of her "disowning people" style!
She is really considerate of my life. I am allergic and have a history of asthma. My mother carefully selected everything from clothes to hairstyles, from the amount of water to the combination of meat and vegetables, from suitable stationery to warm bedding, for fear of making me uncomfortable. Although I can't eat ice cream, fried chicken or use a fragrant pen, my body is getting stronger every day and I have lost the title of "soft-footed crab"!
My mother loves me, but she doesn't spoil me; I love my mother, and my gratitude is beyond words.
I remember the exam is approaching, and the review papers are flying all over the sky, making me dizzy all day. My good friend magically took out two fist-sized mangoes, secretly stuffed them in my hand and told me, "Eat quickly!" " Only if you have enough physical strength can you continue to do the' revolution'! "Say that finish, he gave me a naughty wink. I accepted it with understanding.
I peeled one like a monkey and stuffed it into my mouth. Suddenly, the sweet taste penetrated into my internal organs, which was very refreshing. I couldn't help but want to peel off the second one and "destroy it in one fell swoop", but then I thought: my mother has to give classes to the graduating students during the day, and she has to take a detour to pick me up after work. In the evening, she will send meals to my father who works overtime, help me with my homework, wash clothes and clean up, and send me to four remedial classes on weekends. I have grown a lot of white hair recently. Everyone who meets my mother says she is thin and haggard. But my mother retorted that she was losing weight! Thinking of this, my hand shrank back involuntarily: I left the remaining little mango for my mother to eat and let her taste it like me. I carefully took out a clean handkerchief from my schoolbag, wrapped it side by side and put it in my schoolbag.
Finally, when the bell rang, I flew out of the school gate and threw myself into my mother's arms excitedly. I quickly took out the little mango from my schoolbag, put it in my mother's hand and said, "Mom, my classmate's parents brought it from Thailand. It is fragrant and sweet, which can supplement my physical strength. " It's too hard for you to be busy every day! "
My mother looked at me, then at the mango in her hand, peeled it off decisively, but soon put the pulp into my mouth again.
Before I could say, "Mom, I ate ..." Mom had pulled me into the car. After a while, the car stopped in front of the fruit shop. Mom asked me to watch the car and ran into the shop by myself. A few minutes later, she came out with a plastic bag. I guess: it may be mango!
As I expected, my mother pointed to the bag of Huang Chengcheng mangoes and said, "This is an imported mango. It's winter, and it's expensive. I'll buy you some first, taste it, and my mother will buy you more when the price is cheap. "
I looked at my mother, and at this moment, I felt that everything in the world seemed to be frozen. ...
Fourth grade: Roy Young
Love may be a word, love may be a hug, and love is still a shallow step for me.
That time I didn't finish my homework until late at night, and my mother stayed with me all the time, so I said, "Mom, go to bed first!" " "Mom asked anxiously," are you hungry? Shall I get you something to eat? " I said, "Not hungry." But my mother still refused to leave, so I lied to my mother and said, "I'll finish it right away." "After mom left, she turned around step by step and closed the door after a while. I accelerated my writing speed, but I still wrote for a long time, almost boiling into a "panda eye". I finished my homework and went to the living room to find something to eat, but I heard faint footsteps entering my mother's room and closing the door. I searched for food for a while, only to find a bowl of fried rice and a glass of water on the table. The fried rice was a little dark. My mother must have warmed it for me several times. I went to bed after all this. When I was in a daze, I heard footsteps again. The door opened with a click and a figure came in from the outside. The floor made a sizzling sound, but I was too tired to open my eyes. I vaguely felt footsteps stop in front of my bed. The figure came to cover me with a quilt and crept away. Footsteps are getting farther and farther away.
The next day, my mother coughed a little. I thought I was ill because I worked too hard last night.
Maternal love is in the warm fried rice, maternal love is in constant nagging, and maternal love is in the footsteps.
On the evening of the 6th, it was quiet, and the autumn wind blew the poplars in the yard, making a rustling sound. It sounds like rain hitting bananas, which makes people upset. Lying in bed, I can't sleep at all. My neighbor, Grandma Wang, is fierce and appears in front of me from time to time.
In the darkness, there was a faint moan of pain from the window. I held my breath and listened. That was Grandma Wang's voice: "Ouch! It hurts me. " This voice is getting more and more miserable. I quickly woke up my sister. She sat up, listened quietly for a while and said to me, "Whatever, damn orphan old woman." Then he fell asleep again.
This grandma Wang is really, for a chicken, she even scolded my door and wanted to eat my mother. How can there be such unreasonable people in this world? Tell her to call you!
Groans are high and low, painful and sad, and it hurts. I seem to see grandma Wang's painful face. I can't lie down anymore. I folded it up, turned on the light and said to my sister, "Sister, let's go and have a look. It sounds like Grandma Wang is still very ill. " Sister Niu seems to be moved by this painful moan. She put on her clothes and we walked out of the house together. =
We came to grandma Wang's door and saw a light inside. Grandma Wang is lying in bed, struggling painfully. A woman is bending over and putting her hand on Grandma Wang's stomach. I take a closer look, ah, isn't this mom?
"mom! Are you there? " I let out a cry softly. My mother turned around when she heard the voice and said anxiously, "It would be better if you came." Grandma has a terrible stomachache. Prepare a car to take her to the hospital! "After listening to my mother, my sister and I hurried home and pulled a scooter. Mother quickly pulled a mat from the bed and put it in the car, then covered it with a blanket, and then carried Grandma Wang into the car with her sister. All this is so natural, as if for the sake of relatives. Everything was ready, and my mother pulled up my sister's car and walked to the hospital.
Hardly had I stood at the door when the moon sent my mother away. In the bright moonlight, my mother seems to be much taller.
Today is Mother's Day. Last night, I was lying in bed, thinking: My mother gave birth to me, raised me, cared about me, gave me strict education, and worked hard to cook good food for us every day. I want to give my mother a good test and give her a surprise. In the morning, I secretly put a letter I wrote in my mother's cupboard carefully. I also spelled the golden petals I found at school into a word "love", pasted them on a beautiful piece of paper and put them in the envelope with the letter. I think: mom will be very happy to see it. After I quietly handed the letter to my mother, I picked up the tools and helped her clean the house. At noon, my mother found the letter, touched my head and said, "I am very happy to receive your mother's day gift." Today, you helped her clean the room consciously. Grow up, really sensible. Now as long as you study hard, practice the violin and listen to your mother, it is the best reward for your mother. In the evening, we bought a beautiful cake to celebrate Mother's Day for her. There is a pink cake on the cake. Mother's Day, not just today, I think every day should be Mother's Day. One thing I want to do for my mother is to study hard in the future.
Today's Mother's Day, I want to say to my mother: "Dear mother, I love you!" " "
My mother is a "angels in white" who has helped many babies escape from the clutches of death.
She is petite, with thick eyebrows bent like a crescent moon, bright eyes and a straight nose. Although my mother can't accompany me many times, I still love her deeply.
On a sunny Sunday, we are going to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books. But at 4 o'clock in the morning, I was awakened by a rush of cell phone ringing. I yawned and stretched, and was about to go back to sleep, but I heard the thump of running, the swish of water and the sound of brushing my teeth, forming a familiar "symphony" of getting up.
It turned out that the mother's hospital called, and a baby was in critical condition and needed emergency rescue. Please ask the head nurse's mother to go to the hospital at once.
When it was dark, my mother came home tired. I asked my mother aggrieved, "Why can't you stay with me all day?" She said: "Because a newborn premature baby is in critical condition, it is urgent to be rescued by medical staff, otherwise a young life will pass away." This reminds me of her busy day. My mother rushed to the hospital and immediately changed her clothes. While simply comforting the anxious family members at the door, she rushed into the neonatal ward, asked the night nurse aunt about the situation and immediately organized rescue. Monitor vital signs first, then use a gastric lavage machine to induce vomiting, and then put an oxygen mask on the child. At this time, the night nurse aunt was a little nervous and felt very tired, but her mother was as cool as a cucumber and didn't wipe the sweat from her head. While cheering for the nurse, she helped the doctor to carry out rescue, which shows her mother's nursing skills. With the rescue of skilled doctors, mothers and nurses, the baby finally turned the corner and was out of danger, and the mother was relieved.
I admire my mother's dedication, responsibility and meticulous care for patients. She is really angels in white who gave up her family for everyone.