There are many kinds of common bridges in life, such as overpass, stone bridge, suspension bridge and so on. But there is no bridge in my heart like the bridge of maternal love. What an exciting day! Why? Because I got 99.5 points in the math exam! Although I didn't get full marks, I think I'm already excellent. I proudly showed the test paper to my mother, who praised me for doing well in the exam. I'm so excited, even a little proud. In the next few days, I played crazy and kept thinking: the exam is easy! You can do it with your eyes closed. When it comes to the exam, my mind is blank. I thought to myself: it's over. I'm sure I won't pass the exam this time. My mother will be very angry when I come home.
I didn't get 70 points until I handed out the paper. I went home depressed with the test paper. Mom looked at it and asked, "Xiong Zihan, what's wrong with you?" I replied in fear, "I ... I got 70 points." I thought my mother would accuse me, but I didn't expect my mother to calmly say to me, "Never mind, just correct these mistakes next time." I was very happy when I heard this, so I rebuilt my confidence and decided to work harder. In the exam of Unit 3, I got full marks. Mom, thank you for your encouragement and let me know that I can't be proud. Your maternal bridge has taught me to move from pride to modesty!
Mother's love is like the spring breeze in March gently brushing my cheek; Mother's love is as warm as sunshine; Maternal love is as cool as river water.
It was a sunny morning, but I was sick in such beautiful weather! I didn't catch a cold because I always kicked the quilt when I slept the night before. As soon as I got up, I felt weak and kept sneezing. It's too uncomfortable. My mother touched my forehead and exclaimed, "God, it's so hot!" "So she quickly took out a thermometer to take my temperature.
"Oh, my God! 40 degrees. Is this okay? " With my mother's crying, I immediately panicked. No wonder I have been very uncomfortable since I got up! Look at my mother again. She is very anxious. She picked up her clothes and carried a bag on her back. She hurried downstairs and took a taxi to the hospital.
My mother was busy when I got to the hospital. Register for a while, take me to see a doctor for a while, and pay for it for a while; Then I went to get the medicine ... I was as busy as a bee, but my face was still gloomy. It was not until the doctor said that I was fine that my mother's hanging heart was put down and she was admitted to the hospital.
My mother pushed open the door and looked at me lying in bed in pain. She quickly came to my bed and waited for me. She touched my forehead from time to time, and when she saw that my fever was slowly fading, she was finally relieved. I fell asleep deeply. The next morning, I opened my eyes and saw my sleeping mother lying in the hospital bed. She must have waited for me all night. Looking at my mother's tired expression, I feel very distressed. I don't want to wake my mother, but she seems to have a hunch. I suddenly woke up and asked with concern, "Absolutely, are you better now?" Say, put your hand on my forehead. "Well, not hot. what would you like to eat? Mom will buy it for you. " Mother asked softly. Looking at my mother's bloodshot eyes, my eyes are moist. I struggled to sit up, but my mother pushed me down on the bed and said, "You have a rest. I'll make something delicious and call you when it's ready. " Well, I nodded, held back my sour eyes and swallowed my tears back. At that moment, I silently told myself: My mother is really good to me, and I must honor my mother in the future.
Motherly love is the spring breeze in March, which gently brushed my cheek and made me feel happy; Mother's love is sunshine, which shines gently on me and makes me feel warm; Motherly love is a river, which moistens me gently and makes me feel happy!
Motherly love is like a bright light in the dark, illuminating my future. Motherly love is like a fan in summer, blowing away the heat in summer. Let me show you my mother's love for me.
One hot summer night, I was lying in bed ready to sleep, but I was too hot to sleep. My mother saw it and picked up a fan for me. After a while, I fell into a sweet sleep. The soft wind made me feel cool, so I turned over and suddenly found my mother's forehead was covered with sweat. Oh! I just understand. My mother sacrificed her sleeping time for my coolness and has been fanning the flames for me. It turned out that my mother thought the electric fan was too windy and was afraid that I would catch a cold. My body is not hot at this time, and my whole body is cold, which is bought with love.
My mother raised me and gave me life. I said to myself, "Thank you, Mom. I will repay your love with my best academic performance! " "
Mother, a simple word, is sacred and contains her deep love for me. Love is not as vigorous as a glass of hard liquor. However, a few simple words can touch people's hearts.
I remember that morning, it rained heavily and somberly, as if the earth were crying. My mood is as gloomy as this weather. Lying in bed, I feel weak all over, as if I were entangled in something, and I feel uncomfortable all over. When I get up, I can know that I have a fever again, because every time I start and end like this, I have a fever. I wanted to go out and have fun with my classmates, but I immediately fell to the bottom. I called weakly to my mother, but no one answered. Then I remembered that my mother was at work. I walked slowly to the telephone and dialed my mother's phone. A familiar and kind voice appeared. When I finished my story, my mother hurriedly asked for leave and braved the wind and rain to come back. I was lying in bed, and my mother came over and touched my forehead with her hand, and then ran to boil water to give me medicine. I drank a bowl of hot water and felt a little relaxed. Perhaps because of the fever, I actually drank a cup of hot water, but my tongue was numb and I couldn't feel it. Mother whispered, "You drink water too fast and burn your tongue, but won't you get numb?" Then, my mother brought me a cup of medicine. Now he is feeding me with a spoon, gently blowing off the heat on it and carefully sending it to my mouth. This makes me feel a warm current flowing into my heart, which makes me feel the taste of my mother. After careful nursing by my mother, my fever gradually improved and my mood became better. Forget everything, forget my mother's criticism of me, forget my resentment towards her. I got out of bed and relaxed a lot. It's already night. I went downstairs and saw my mother washing dishes. I ran to help. But mother said, "did you wash dishes when you were a child?" I'll do it. " But I insisted on washing it, so my mother had to agree. In this way, I am immersed in maternal love.
Motherly love is like a cup of sour lemon tea, which is sour in the heart.
Mother, an ordinary and great person. She doesn't give you endless happiness like a friend, but she is indeed a person worthy of our life.
Every child is a pure angel, and the wings that protect them are the mother. Do you remember who wiped away your tears when you were sad? When you are scarred, who will treat your wound? I remember that my mother wiped away my tears when I was sad, and took care of me and comforted me when I was hurt by the outside world. Think about it, is the best person for you your friend? Will he really be good to you forever? This is an unknown thing. But mom will always take care of us, be good to us all her life and give everything for us.
Will you see such words in some places: always be tolerant and be kind to others. However, will you leave your most vicious words to your mother at this time? Don't think that your mother will always forgive you, and it's no big deal for you to do so, but don't forget that people will drive the crane west sooner or later if they are alive. Can you promise that you won't regret what you said and did to your mother after her death? You know, the only person who can love himself all his life is his mother!
Please don't hate your mother because she hit you, and don't talk to her. But how do you know how much your mother's heart will hurt when you do all this? Every time she hits you, she sees it in her eyes and hurts in her heart. When she watches you sobbing alone, her guilt exceeds your pain. Why didn't she tell you? I'm afraid you can't bear it in your heart.
Dear, cherish mom's love, don't squander her love too much. When I was a child, I longed so much for my mother's love because I squandered her love too much. It may be mediocre, but it is worth cherishing and owning.
Have you ever seen your mother's hair turn white? Did you see the wrinkles on your mother's face? That's all the time spent for you! If you know how precious time is, then you should understand how deep your mother's love is.
Grade 5, Zhongshan Road Primary School, Beibei District, Chongqing: Lonely Days and Nights
Do you know when Mother's Day is? I tell you, Mother's Day is the second Sunday in May. Speaking of Mother's Day, I naturally think of maternal love. I think my mother's love is not abstract or inscrutable, but is manifested in her care and love for me bit by bit on weekdays, which may be a cup of tea, a mouthful of soup, a caring greeting and an encouraging look. There is a famous English saying: Mom, where you are, there is happiness. But I am very happy to drink the tea made by my mother.
My mother left a deep impression on me in making tea. My mother likes drinking tea, and so do I. I like drinking tea because my mother has a unique way of making tea. First of all, introduce the tea set: we have a beautiful purple sand teapot named "Xiyangyang" at home. Why is it called "beaming"? It is because the teapot is engraved with three lovely little sheep, and it is equipped with two small and exquisite handles with a small plate under each. My mother often uses this tea set to make tea.
Let me introduce the method of making tea first: When my mother makes tea, she will not only put tea leaves, but also pack jiaozi, a small amount of honeysuckle and a spoonful of Tieguanyin. According to my mother, red dates and Chinese wolfberry have the functions of improving eyesight and invigorating qi, honeysuckle and wild chrysanthemum can clear away heat and detoxify, and Tieguanyin can refresh the mind. Whenever I feel sick, whenever I am tired of doing my homework, my mother will make such a pot of tea. I have a really sweet and delicious drink, which will refresh me.
Motherly love, like this cup of sweet tea, moistens my heart and grows with me.
Composition 7 "Buzz-buzz-"There was a "protest" sound of vacuum cleaner in the living room. "Oh, noisy! Can't you be quiet Let me not do my homework! " I slammed the door and shouted at the living room. My mother said to me in a gentle voice, "OK, I see. I will pay attention. " I slammed the door again and went on working. In less than twenty minutes, my mother began to vomit again. "Baby, have you finished your homework?" "Baby, come out to eat fruit! If you don't eat it, it will break. " "Baby, come out when you're done. Don't dawdle." I walked out reluctantly like a snail.
I walked into the living room from my room, sat on the soft sofa, watched funny cartoons and ate juicy strawberries. That's called a cool ~ and mom is scrubbing the floor in the living room. She knelt on the ground and wiped the floor with a dirty rag. Because I have to work every day, there is something wrong with my cervical spine. Thought of these, the in the mind can not help but sour, tears in her eyes, can not say the pain in my heart. I quickly grabbed the rag from my mother and began to clean the floor. Mother's eyes are bigger than table tennis. I smiled and said to her, "You have worked so hard for so long, how can I stand it?" After a while, I quickly wiped the floor and saw a glittering tear in my mother's eyes.
Every day, my mother's mother's love is like a spring water in a vibrant spring watering my young seedlings, like a flower umbrella sheltering me from the wind and rain in a hot summer, like a greenhouse protecting my growth in a snowy winter. Mother is the most important person in our life, and maternal love is also the most needed love in our life. Maternal love is the greatest in the world!
This is an era that does not belong to us! Every time after dinner, boys talk to girls' fathers for a while, and girls never ask boys what they talked about. A row of footprints is a single shadow, and a pair of footprints stretching into the distance always makes people feel infinite warmth and beautiful reverie. Back in the dormitory, roommates came around to ask questions? A man threw away his shiny coat. In May, I was lost in the misty rain building, lost in the immature years, but during that time, I didn't know what was going on.
Motherly love fourth grade composition Article 8 Everyone has a mother and has experienced maternal love. I think maternal love is selfless and great.
I clearly remember that when I was in the third grade, several of my good friends took part in the dance class. I was envious and asked my mother to let me learn to dance in the dance class. My mother said to me, "learning dance is very hard." Can you bear it? " I agreed without thinking. Mother said, "I will send you to attend if you like, but you should study hard!" " "I am very happy to get my mother's consent. That day, I saw my mother smile so happily and brightly!
At first, I was very happy. I practice dancing every Saturday. But I don't know when I got tired of learning dance. I find it difficult to practice dancing, and I don't want to practice. One day, I went to practice dancing. On the way, I suddenly had an evil idea: I'm tired of not learning to dance! Sneaking to a friend's house and coming home from school, mom doesn't know anyway! But on second thought: this is not a good idea! I'm sorry, mom! In the end, fun triumphed over dance practice. I really didn't learn to dance. I went to a friend's house to play. When I arrived at my friend's house, my heart was not calm at all and I was pounding. "Come on, let's play computer games, Xiaoyue." "Oh, great." I'm a little incoherent. Playing and playing, the time passed unconsciously. Looking at my watch, ah, it's almost six o'clock, and it's long past the time to go home. I said goodbye to my friends in a hurry and went home in a hurry.
When I got home, I walked into the living room, afraid to look into my mother's eyes. Mother asked loudly, "where have you been?" Stop practicing dancing! " It turned out that my mother went to see me before I came back. I didn't say a word. After a while, I whispered, "Mom, I don't want to practice, so I went to my friend's house to play and didn't practice." This statement made my mother even more angry and slapped me in the face. In the burning pain, I saw my mother's disappointed eyes, realized my mistakes, and realized that I had failed my mother's painstaking efforts. Tears came out: "Mom, I was wrong. I won't do it again." My mother hugged me and said excitedly while wiping my tears, "Okay, this is my mother's good daughter!" "
Motherly love is higher than mountains and deeper than the sea. Ah! Mom, you are like a bright candle, illuminating my life path.
A glass of water and a smile are all maternal love. A thoughtful exhortation and a table of delicious and warm meals are maternal love. Motherly love is like this, ordinary and not lacking in greatness.
I am like a weak grass, and maternal love is the abundant rain that moistens my growth; I am like a free fish. Motherly love is the river that feeds me to grow up. Although I sometimes growl, I know that it is my mother who is sad to do something wrong.
Mother's height1.58m may be inherited. She is a little fat. My mother's fate is bad. She has had a rough life and many misfortunes. The burden of the whole family is on her. You should know how difficult it is for a woman with little education to support so many burdens, but her mother is still so strong that she never shows her inner pain in front of me.
Tender maternal love
Under the care of maternal love; I had an innocent childhood, and my mother took me to the most troubled adolescence in my life and then let me go. I know it's not that my mother doesn't want me, but that it helped me through all kinds of difficulties and setbacks and made me stronger. Only when I feel helpless and depressed will my mother surround me with her love, so that I won't feel a trace of cold. This kind of love is kind and warm. I know, this is the smell of maternal love.
Strict maternal love
I still remember that time, because I was obsessed with novels, I did badly in the mid-term exam. The head teacher told my mother about this situation. My mother tore up all my novels with a disappointed expression and burned all the pieces. Then she ran back to her room and wept silently. At this time, I curled up in the corner, sad and sad, and secretly vowed never to let my mother down again. After several months of hard work, my grades have caught up again, and my smile has returned to my mother's vicissitudes.
Fragile maternal love
But sometimes mothers are fragile. When my mother heard that my sister failed in the middle school entrance examination in Sun Shan, her head was very big. She stood alone in front of the telephone, and her sister was even more sad. She hid in the room and cried alone, but she couldn't cry out anyway. I can hear my mother crying in the middle of the night. I told myself that I didn't take nutritious things to supplement my sister's nutrition, otherwise I would. ...
As time goes by, the mother has to accept her old age, but her heart, which always thinks about her children, is still so young and active. She loves her children unconditionally. This kind of love is an extraordinary and great maternal love.
Motherly love fourth grade composition 10 What is love? It is a cup of fragrant milk tea, to save children, at the expense of their own lives.
Spring is blooming, and a new life is coming to the world-the heads of three birds are sticking out of the big tree in front of grandma's house, but I don't know that danger is coming on their heads unexpectedly.
When the bird was playing in the nest, a bird fell down. It landed in front of a pile of bananas, and just came together, it landed on the left side of the banana. The bird cried loudly, probably trying to ask its mother for help, but it attracted a black wild cat with messy fur. The bird looked at the wild cat carefully and called his mother loudly. The black cat looked at the bird with greedy eyes, and the two birds in the tree stopped playing and even breathed quietly. The bird quickly shrunk itself into a small ball in an attempt to make the black cat think it was a small clod. Just as the black cat opened its mouth, just like a fairy tale, a dark brown bird flew over. I pecked the black cat on the back. When the black cat turned around, the bird pecked the black cat's right eye three or four times, and the black cat's right eye bled. The black cat slapped it open, and then the bird avoided it and pecked it on the black cat's right eye. The black cat's eyes felt a little shaky, and the black cat patted again. The bird let out a cry, spit out a mouthful of blood foam from its mouth, spit on the black cat's right eye, and tried again. The black cat escaped to the river, but fell into the water and sank.
I thought it would fall, but it cried a few times, as if to say, "son, mom is going out for a long trip, so you and your brother and sister should be obedient at home." A wisp of heroic spirit went with the wind, and a big tear fell on the mother bird. I found a box to bury the mother bird in the soil.
What is maternal love? Willing to leave the chance of life to the children.