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The composition of grateful mother in the sixth grade
In daily study, work and life, everyone has tried to write a composition, which can be divided into narrative, explanatory, practical and argumentative according to different genres. So have you ever studied composition? The following are five compositions I compiled for you to thank your mother in grade six for your reference only. Welcome to reading.

Mother is like a wall, sheltering from the wind and rain and blocking the scorching sun, so that we can thrive without wind and rain; Mother is like a kind mother bird, stroking the feathers of our chicks with loving hands every day, encouraging us to fight the Wan Li sky. My mother is also like a wall, caring for me and encouraging me like a mother bird. What makes me particularly grateful is that when I am lost, my mother often gives me guidance and encouragement, so that that profound truth takes root in my heart. She is my first teacher.

I clearly remember that it was several years ago. In an exam, I actually got 76 points. After school, the students went home happily, but I slowly packed my schoolbag. I dragged my tired body and walked home step by step with heavy steps. Compared with the past, the schoolbag seems to be much heavier. My eyes are full of pictures of my mother tutoring me to review my lessons in the middle of the night, full of teachers' expectant eyes, full of classmates' sarcasm and ridicule ... everything makes me feel ashamed. When I finally got home, my mother saw my depressed face and understood everything. She comforted me gently and told me how to see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Then, my mother also helped me analyze the problem and told me how to solve it. Under the guidance of my mother, I finally understood the root of losing points, and my mother smiled comfortably.

Motherly love is touching, deep and meticulous.

Dear teachers and students:

Hello, everyone. The theme of my speech today is "Thank you, my mother"

Thank you, mom! Your love is like a clear spring, watering my young heart. Your love is like an umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain. Your love is like a big tree in the sky, protecting my saplings from growing sturdily. ...

You conceived in October and gave birth to me. How much did you suffer during that time? As soon as I was born, you began to take care of my diet and daily life, worrying about me every day. When I was in kindergarten, I was sick. You thought the food was bad, so you sent me meals every day, fearing that I couldn't take care of myself. Thank you very much!

Students and teachers. You said that my mother ignored her health for me. Can I not thank her? She is not only so tired, but also concerned about my study.

When I encounter difficulties in my study, my mother will always appear in front of me, just like a ray of light in the dark, illuminating my heart. When the problem is solved, you always say, "Keep cheering!" This sentence makes me confident and more confident in my own strength. The stars in the sky are like you, and the high moon is like me. You lifted me up and helped me. I don't know how to thank you!

This is my mother, she is like this, classmate, I really can't hide my gratitude to her!

When I was sick, I went to several hospitals in Shaoxing and said that it could not be cured. You've been anxious all night, like ants on hot bricks-running around. You look nervous and suddenly make up your mind to say, "We will leave for Hangzhou Children's Hospital tomorrow! Dad and I advised you to rest for a few days before going, but you didn't listen. You took care of me very hard there, and I really appreciate you! When I'm ready, you're already pale, as if you've just had a serious illness. But you have been caring and attentive to me, completely ignoring your own health.

Students and teachers! I am extremely grateful to my mother, who raised me and trained me! My speech is over, thank you!

Motherly love is like a clear and bright lake, washing away my soul; Motherly love, like the bright sun, warms my heart; Motherly love is like a towering mountain, which has strengthened my ambition. I enjoy this boundless maternal love, and I am grateful to my beloved mother.

In my eyes, my mother is a "Shuangzhi" brand mother. She is virtuous and clever. With her tolerance and patience, and through eleven years of indomitable "wit and courage", she cultivated me into a sunny, confident and ambitious young man.

I thank my mother for washing my soul.

In the fifth grade of primary school, I was addicted to playing online games. Although I have classes and homework to do every day, I still miss online games and can't bear to leave. My mother saw it in her eyes and was anxious about it. She has tried everything: reasoning, setting a password, unplugging the network cable, unplugging the power supply ... there are various methods, but to no avail. Then my mother simply gave it a try. Let me play all day, even if I don't play. As a result, I felt dizzy, dizzy, vomiting, disgusting and very uncomfortable. I don't want to play online games anymore. Mother said, "Don't get tired of playing with things. Indulging in online games will not only ruin your health, make you nearsighted, make your cervical vertebra ache, make your lumbar vertebra ache, but also waste your time, crush your will and make you accomplish nothing. Everything is temperate, think twice before you act. " I remembered my mother's words and thanked her for correcting my mistakes in time, which made me lose my way and understood the truth that three rabbits could not chase: in childhood, rabbits playing with each other could not chase; In youth, the rabbit of fame and fortune cannot be chased; When people reach middle age, you can't chase a rabbit. I am grateful to my mother, who corrected my life direction and purified my soul with her wisdom and knowledge.

Thanks to my mother for warming my heart.

I remember the day before the 5- 12- earthquake, I went to Qingdao to participate in the musical instrument competition. In the afternoon, the weather changed suddenly, the evil wind roared, the waves soared and the temperature plummeted. We are shivering with cold, but we have nowhere to shelter from the wind, and we have to take part in the competition at night. What can we do? Just when I felt there was no way out, a coat fell on me. I looked back and saw my mother wearing only a shirt in the air outlet, and her lips were purple with cold. After a while, I was cold and vomited again. I returned the clothes to my mother, and she insisted on not taking them. She said, "Keep warm and take part in the competition!" "My nose hurts and I shed tears. My mother's concern gave me endless strength, and I achieved excellent results in the game that night. Mother's care and love flooded into my heart like sunshine. I thank my mother, who warms my heart.

I am grateful to my mother, who has strengthened my ambition.

I have been very interested in calligraphy and painting since I was a child. My mother sent me to calligraphy and painting classes, rain or shine. My mother makes me shout three words every day: "I am the best!" " ""I like myself! " "I will succeed!" Shouting, I became a confident, sunny and ambitious young man. I often sing loudly: "I believe that I am who I am, I believe that tomorrow, I believe that youth has no horizon …" I thank my mother, who has strengthened my ambition.

Mom, thank you for washing my soul, warming my heart and strengthening my ambition! I want to be fearless, I want to go forward bravely, and I want to make a smile on my mother's face! I think it must be spring flowers in full bloom!

There is an emotion that is unconditional and endless. It's maternal love. No matter what feedback you give him, someone will always love you. Whether you succeed or fail, his name is mom. San Mao once wrote an article "Watching Angels". The article says that the most sincere angels in everyone's life are parents, and angels always try their best to shelter their children from the wind and rain.

CCTV has a public service advertisement of "washing mother's feet". The content is about a woman washing her feet for her elderly mother. All this was noticed by her young son, who even imitated her mother's appearance and brought her foot washing water. This advertisement has aroused great repercussions in the society, and middle schools in many cities have also carried out the activity of "washing mothers' feet" and arranged theme compositions.

So, why did this incident cause such a big shock? I'm afraid it's because when they reveal a well-known great theme, they also touch the inner pain of all children in the world, that is, we don't know the great truth of maternal love, or we know it, but most of the time we ignore the return intentionally or unintentionally.

It can be said that among many foreign festivals, Mother's Day may be the easiest for China people to understand, but on this day, we still seem to lack the "courage" to express our love for our mother with a bunch of carnations, let alone feel ashamed of our mother's great kindness.

However, expression is necessary, but the form need not be a bunch of flowers, maybe other small gifts, maybe a touch of face washing water, or even a cordial greeting on the phone, but the effect is the same, that is, in exchange for the comfort and touch of the mother-in fact, all mothers in the world are so easily moved, and they really have little requirements for their children.

Thanksgiving doesn't have to thank you for your kindness.

Family Pavilion in Los Angeles. In the morning, three black children are writing thank-you letters at the dinner table, which they have to do every day. The boss wrote eight or nine lines on the paper, the sister wrote five or six lines, and the younger brother only wrote two or three lines. Looking closely at the content, there are simple sentences such as "The wild flowers on the roadside are really beautiful", "The pizza I ate yesterday was really delicious" and "My mother told me a very interesting story yesterday". It turned out that the thank-you letter they wrote to their mother was not specifically to thank her for her help, but to record the little happiness in their young hearts.

Nine times out of ten there will be unpleasant things in life. If we have a "grateful" heart and are good at discovering the beauty of things and feeling the ordinary beauty, then we will respond to the ups and downs of life with an open mind and an open mind, so that the original plain life will glow with charming brilliance!

Don't forget to be grateful. Some people say that true feelings need no thanks. So we stopped writing and thanked our parents for their birthday cards. We removed the thanks from our words and pretended to turn a blind eye to our parents' love. We mistakenly think that this is independence and maturity, and this is strength and reserve. However, our parents take care of us as always.

Don't forget to be grateful, love needs our expression! In fact, like all feelings, the mother-child relationship needs to be managed and expressed, and the expression of love is eclectic. For mothers, it is usually difficult for us to say "I love you", so we choose an action to melt our gratitude to our mother in a gentle hug, a decent dress and a considerate greeting. Every expression can stretch the mother's fine wrinkles and see her happy smile, which is the warmest enjoyment for every child.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, many moon cake shops have high, middle and low-grade moon cakes, and my father bought a tube of paper moon cakes. When I saw it, I wanted to peel it off and eat it. My father said to me, "Don't be greedy, eat after enjoying the moonlight." After enjoying the moonlight, my father seriously peeled off the paper moon cakes, and my heart's desire was also peeled off. My eyes are fixed on moon cakes, eager to taste sweet moon cakes.

Father piled the moon cakes into pieces with a knife, put down the knife, grabbed a piece with his hand and shouted his mother's name. My mother replied happily, running from the kitchen to my father's side, shyly opening her mouth and holding the moon cakes that my father handed me enthusiastically. From my parents' eyes, I know that love tastes sweeter than moon cakes.

My mother is older than my father. Not long ago, my mother had a decayed tooth that needed to be pulled out. At the moment when the dentist picked up the pliers, my mother suddenly got up and wanted to run away. My father suddenly hugged my mother's shoulder and scolded her sharply. My mother sat down like a child and opened her mouth. ...

My sister was admitted to the national key engineering university 2 1 1. At the moment when the admission notice was handed to my mother, my mother took out her reading glasses, looked at them, chewed them word by word, and said, "It costs tens of thousands of dollars to finish college." Our family is so poor, where did we get the money? " Father took it in his hand, read it aloud, and then smiled: "This girl really lived up to expectations, and her parents' hard work was not in vain. As long as she graduates from college and finds a good job, our life will be better! "In order to fulfill my sister's college dream, my father went to work as a coolie and my mother went to pick up waste.

My sister was hospitalized because of illness in college. When my mother heard the sad news, it was like a bolt from the blue. She cried her eyes out. Because my sister is in hospital, the family is heavily in debt. My mother became ill because of overwork and anxiety. Father gently wiped his mother's body. Wrapped in sadness, he carefully asked her: "If there is an afterlife, do you still recognize me as a husband?" Mother turned grief into joy and said with a smile, "I think so!" " Although you have a bad temper, you can always afford all kinds of things at home ... our two children are still young ... we must support them! "The father hugged his mother and said without hesitation," We will certainly raise our two children in any difficult situation! " "

At this moment, I couldn't help crying and let my tears keep flowing downwards.