I have a beautiful young mother who is full of maternal love.
My mother is usually the most concerned person in my family. She goes to work every day and washes and cooks for us after work. Mom's cooking is very fragrant and her washing is very clean.
Don't just watch this, mom will be furious, just like a tigress. I want to tell you something about this.
It was a Saturday morning and my mother was going to work. Before she left, she said to me, "Rui Chen, finish the two papers I gave you yesterday without mistakes." I was playing, and when I heard my mother say this, I replied, "Go, I know, I know!" " "
After my mother left, I finished writing casually and watched TV for a while.
At twelve o'clock, my mother came back. She asked me for two papers written in the morning. I was scared because I scribbled these two papers. When I handed them to my mother, my heart was pounding and I thought, Oh, no, my mother will definitely hit me. As I expected, my mother was really angry. Her eyes are round and her face is red. She shouted, "What's the matter with you?" Say that finish, slapped me. I cried, and my mother cried with anger.
I am sometimes in poor health, and my mother often buys me some delicious things like shrimp and chicken legs.
One day, my mother bought me a chicken leg. I let my mother have a bite, and my mother said she didn't like it.
When I grow up slowly, I know that my mother doesn't dislike eating, but lies woven with maternal love.
Maternal love is selfless. As long as we get closer to our mother, we can appreciate the power of maternal love.
Motherly love is like a plate of fruit salad, sweet to the heart.
-Remember?
This is a quiet night. Except for the sound of the wind, I can only hear some small animals singing outside. I am studying hard with that wonderful song. There are fewer and fewer lights outside, but the lights in my room are still bright. The moonlight shines on my desk through the curtains, and I'm still worried about those damn references. My parents should be asleep, and I'm still buried in the sea of books. Suddenly my door opened and I heard my mother's gentle voice: "Baby, go to bed early, don't tire yourself out." And I'm still worried about those damn questions, and my mind is in a mess, and my thoughts are in a mess. I shouted impatiently to my mother: "I see, don't worry about me, you go to sleep first."
Mother said nothing and slowly withdrew from my room. The door closed gently. ...
Late at night, a few stars outside the window blinked wearily. I looked at the closed door and felt an indescribable taste in my heart. Think about the pressure of studying recently, and often lose my temper with my mother. My mother has always tolerated me. Suddenly, I felt a pang of sadness in my heart. .....................................................................................................................................................................'s mother put it on my desk and said to me; Baby, have some salad. Looking at the salad, I remembered the scene just now. Tears came out reluctantly. ...
Salad is sweet and fragrant! Look at my mother carefully. She is old. I can't find the shadow of the past.
But a slightly tired face with a smile. Comfort her angry daughter. ...
The smell of salad permeated the whole room. I finally understand. My mother loves me and embraces everything. She gave me everything she had. Motherly love is like a plate of fruit salad, sweet to my heart, sweet to my life.
As the saying goes, "a mother's love is like water, and a father's love is like a mountain." Motherly love, if it is blue sky, then we are birds in the blue sky; Maternal love, if it is a wide stream, then we are the little flowers moistened by her; Motherly love, if it is a mountain, then we are a little flower growing on the mountain; Motherly love, if it is ...
Once, after our Chinese Unit 3 test paper was distributed in batches, I was very scared-because I only got 79 points. I'm afraid it makes sense. Every time my grades drop, my mother picks up a stick and hits me. At that time, I only heard the sound of "scratching". As soon as I got home, my mother asked me what I had done in this exam. At this time, I told her my grades. Suddenly, my mother frowned and her eyes were full of murderous look. After that, my mother picked up a wooden stick and said, "Take off your pants, hurry up!" " "I dare not listen, so I have to take off my pants and only hear' scratching'. Then I slowly burst into tears. I think so: Is an exam that serious? Besides, it's not a big exam. I cried and thought that time would flow through my tears. Slowly, the next day, just before dawn, I woke up. I found a note at the bedside: I'm sorry, son, I didn't mean to make you suffer. I did it for your study. You see, your study has plummeted, and you will soon be caught up by poor students. I did it to help you. I realized why my mother hit me with a stick!
Because as the saying goes, "Beating is pro, scolding is love!" Mom's grades have improved, and I won't let you down!
What is love in 400 words? It was my mother who didn't have breakfast in the morning, but quietly put the hot meat buns in my schoolbag; It was my mother who took care of me regardless of hard work when I had a fever. When it rains, my mother waits for me to leave school alone with an umbrella. ...
In the early morning, most people were still sleeping, but my mother got up early to make meat buns for me. She was afraid of waking me up, so she made them gently: mixing flour, kneading flour, cutting meat … very busy! After a while, the steamed stuffed bun was ready. Only then did I wake up from a sweet dream. A few minutes later, I packed my things and hurried to prepare for school. My mother said, "Wait a minute." Then I carefully put the meat buns into my schoolbag, but I didn't care about eating them at all. At noon, I opened my schoolbag and saw the meat buns cooked by my mother early in the morning. I was moved to tears.
A few minutes before school, I saw it raining cats and dogs outside the window, and suddenly thought, hey, I must go home by myself today, and then I began to write the classroom homework assigned by the teacher. Soon, the bell rang, and the students packed their textbooks and lined up downstairs. Just when I was helpless, I saw my mother, standing there alone with an umbrella, and I jumped into her arms excitedly. ...
Motherly love is like a tree, not afraid of wind and rain, standing there tenaciously, sheltering me from the wind and rain; Motherly love is like a bird, flying bravely to the blue sky and trying to find food for its chicks; Motherly love, like a stone, is impenetrable and paves the way for me. Great mother, thank you for raising me and making me thrive!
Writing 400 words and 5 words on the topic of love, of course, mom is strong. In the process of our growth, she is an indomitable tree, sheltering us from the wind and rain; But mothers are also fragile. This fragile side of the mother is always well hidden. She never shows her vulnerability in front of her children, but quietly cries behind her back.
I have a mother who loves me very much, but she is an extremely strict mother, which may be related to her career. Who called her teacher? My mother's sternness made me feel bad at first, and I often picked on her!
From primary school to now, my study can only be regarded as average, which makes my mother hate iron not to produce, and she is also troubled, but it seems that learning is not my strong point! Learning is not ideal, my mother has been holding me, Chinese, math and English. It can be said that I am also busy all day. Especially in math, if I am a little lazy and careless, my mother will be furious and make me fidget all day. At that time, I was really annoyed and thought to myself, how could I have such a mother!
This struggle has been repeated in my house until one day, I woke up in my dream at night and heard my mother talking to a friend on the phone. My mother seemed to be crying on the phone, which is rare in my memory, so I pricked up my ears to listen to what my mother said. "I am so strict with him, and I hope he can be strict with himself in the future and have a good future. I also want him to be a self-reliant person! "
After listening to these words, I know I was wrong about my mother. I covered the quilt and two lines of tears ran down my eyes!