My mother's composition for the senior high school entrance examination 1 There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is my mother's call. Whenever I think of this sentence, it seems that I have entered a deeply painful picture and remembered my suffering mother.
Whenever I think about my heart, I can capture the delicate moonlight by closing my eyes, as if I had returned to my hometown to see my mother.
In the famine years, the thin mother propped up the hope that tomorrow will be sad and swaying with the wind with trembling hands.
When I was sick, I kept my pain in my heart, but I shed bitter tears in the corner. In the depths of that cold night, faint light and rough hands were weaving new clothes, leaving hidden worries in their hearts.
In the rich age, I don't forget my sadness, and whether the lush wild vegetables still have my laughter. Now, time is eroding the memory of the past, but it can't take away your words.
No matter where my son is, my hometown will always be engraved in my palm, where there are endless silk threads and childhood fantasies. In the unforgettable scenery, your eyes are always rippling.
You are like a mountain. No matter how hard I am, you will always be my barrier. Your towering body sheltered me from the wind and rain, asking for nothing in return. You don't know your son's mind, but you know how to take care of him; You don't know how to educate me, but you know how to care about me.
You raised me, just like a clear spring, never getting old, but in the end it aged your face.
You are old, time has wasted your body, time has taken away your face, but it has brought you youth. You are old. From your silver hair, I understand your concern. You are old, and I can see your hard work from your deep wrinkles.
Mom, why is the night with you so beautiful? Why is your dream so sweet?
A loving mother's arm is made of love. How can a child sleep in it without sweetness? Hugo
Mother brought us into this world, let us feel the sunshine in the morning and enjoy the rain and dew of love. I never thought I had much. I only know that everything I have is given by my mother, including my life.
Perhaps by coincidence, I was lucky enough to be her child. My elders often tell me that it is not easy for your mother to raise you, so you should repay your mother well. Touching my silver earrings, I sighed.
I grew up gradually, only to understand the meaning and content of the sigh of my elders.
When I was young, I was big and had a good appetite. Because the stomach is too delicate, and because I eat a lot of greasy food, I suffer from intestinal diseases. After a long period of treatment, I have diarrhea all day, and my body is getting worse and worse. I am really thin. After a few injections in the hospital, I got better. But the body has been dragged down by the disease, and there are many lymph nodes in the neck. Since then, my mother has cooked Chinese medicine for me every day. The process of treatment is long. I took Chinese medicine for a long time, and I have been very weak since then, and I have been nursed back to health for a long time. During this time, I want to thank my mother for taking good care of me.
This disease left a deep impression on me. I can still remember the suffering of that Chinese medicine practitioner today. My mother always gives me medicine. I have tasted the bitterness of medicine, and my mother said I just wouldn't drink it. Whenever my mother puts the bowl to my mouth, I will push it away with my hand and will not compromise easily. If I didn't get it, the bowl fell to the ground and the medicine was spilled together. My mother brought out another bowl and stared at me. I have known since childhood that children who make mistakes have no right to speak and choose. I took medicine, and my mistake was forgiven after drinking it.
I have known some food taboos since childhood, such as "beef, dog meat, carp, lobster" and so on. My mother taught me all these things.
Besides, I also learned the origin of my earrings and the heavy story of my mother.
I'm actually my mother's third child. My first two brothers died of illness. One is a little over one year old and the other is a little over six years old. One is because of heart disease, and the other is because of leukemia. At that time, my father didn't earn enough money. My mother borrows money everywhere and runs around, and the situation at home is getting worse every day. Mother shuttled through the tragedy, it was she who brought the child into this world, and it was she who sent the child away with her own hands. No matter how careful she is, as a mother, she can't overcome death.
My mother is not discouraged or depressed. A few years later, I came to this family and healed some wounds for this sad family. But my body did not live up to expectations, but this time, as a mother, she overcame death for me and raised me.
With the experience of my two brothers, my elders also said that I have a "tricky" appearance, and I am afraid that I can't escape bad luck. That's why I have this earring that has been with me for fourteen years. I hope to use this ancient local method to pray for me in my hometown.
I know that my mother's love and blessing have never been far away from me, and my earrings are impressively proved to the world in the sun.