In what mood did I write these two words-the most sacred and greatest words in the world. In fact, I dare not write this article. I'm afraid my shallow words have desecrated this kind of unspeakable affection, but I have to write, because that kind of passionate feelings are burning in my chest and will come out of generate. Besides, that's because my mother likes reading my composition best. My mother has always said that I am the best gift from God, and it is because of my existence that she has worked hard for so many years without complaining. My family is a little special. We have been living with our grandparents for more than ten years. From the small dilapidated houses in the countryside to the small bungalows in the city, from the small bungalows in the city to today's three rooms and one living room, the ups and downs have never been separated. menstruation has lived in our house for a long time because of unemployment. Some people say, "the most difficult thing to get along with is the mother-in-law." Now, can we get along with another "aunt" However, over the years, my mother and in-laws have never been at odds. The two old people praised his daughter-in-law for being good to everyone and were closer than their own daughters. However, I know my mother's hardships. Heavy housework and work portrayed the wrinkles on her face, dyed her hair white, and turned her from a white and strong girl into a haggard and weak daughter-in-law, wife and mother. I sometimes see her staring blankly with an old photo album. When I approached it, I saw her beautiful youth printed on it. I tried to comfort my mother, but she kept smiling and said to me, "People are always old, and my mother doesn't regret it. At least I once had it, at least God let me have you." Then I understood that on the day I was born, I was all my mother's hope and motivation. She can work silently for decades because she loves me and her family. I was moved by my mother's broad love. I have no reason and can't not return all my love. When I was a child, whenever Mother's Day came, I always bought my mother a small gift, and whenever I mysteriously held the gift from behind, my mother was so happy that she would excitedly show off to her colleagues "My daughter bought it for me"! When my colleagues cast envious eyes, my mother's smile became more brilliant. In my opinion, this is the happiest and most beautiful expression in the world. When I grow up and study hard, I won't buy my mother any more presents. I will prove my love with excellent results and practical actions. At this time, I can still see my mother's bright smiling face. My mother's heart and mine are closely linked. I never have any secrets in front of her. My mother knows everything about me. She never objects to my dating boys, because she trusts me completely, and she knows that I never do anything to disappoint her. I am often deeply proud of having such a happy mother. After living on campus, I seldom see my mother. I always strongly say to my family and classmates, "I don't want home!" " "But every time my mother comes, I get excited for several days. It's a late autumn morning. My mother came to see me at school very early, wearing thin clothes and shivering in the cold wind, but the care in her eyes was still so eager and warm. My mother brought me hot boiled eggs and freshly baked bean paste buns, and she didn't even care about her own dishes in order to catch up. She looked at me, speechless. My mother said eagerly, "Don't become speechless. "Besides, it's cold, put on more clothes and take care of yourself-"I don't remember how I waved goodbye to my mother, but through my tears, I saw her figure drifting away-I stood in the autumn wind and cried helplessly. I really want to leave my mother, even if I stay one more second! My strong "lie" turned out to be just lying to myself. It turns out that my thoughts about my mother have never stopped! Mother is a poem that can never be written. Mother is a song that can never be sung. It is as deep as the maternal love of the ocean, and I can never repay it all my life!
People say I look like my father, with the same face, the same smile and the same curly hair, so that when people see me, they always say, "You are XXX's daughter!" " "I nodded, and then I heard him say," Father and daughter are so alike! " "I silently smiled and raised my hand and studied it carefully. Yes, only these hands were given by my mother. My mother's hands are almost exactly the same as mine, with slender fingers and wide nails, which seems to have the same connotation in the middle. However, my mother's hands are whiter and older than mine. From her slender fingertips, I saw all my mother's years and her hard life. According to my mother, my mother's family belongs to a medium-sized family, but she has done all kinds of farm work and housework.
From my mother's hand, I saw her diligence. She never rests when she has nothing to do. She always has to find something to do housework. She does all the housework, but she never complains and works hard. Even when she was ill, we didn't let her get out of bed at home, but as soon as we left, she got out of bed and started cleaning. When I came home from school and saw a clean home, everything became so neat and orderly that I had to admire my mother. I remember one time when my house was decorated, the decoration workers left dust all over the house, and my mother watched a layer of dust fall on the floor. Without saying anything, she picked up the cleaning tools and began to clean until there was no dust left. We advised her to rest. As soon as she sat down, she soon fell asleep My father and I looked at my sleeping mother, and we were very unhappy.
Since I am sensible, my mother seldom gives me lessons. She always said that she should be sensible when she grows up. Don't always let others worry about you. If I do something wrong, my mother just reminds me with her eyes, and then I will correct it and apologize to my mother. My mother just corrected my mistakes, asked me to correct them, and seldom blamed me. My mother is also very simple. She never wears jewelry such as pearl necklaces, nor does she go shopping all day to buy brand-name clothes and shoes like many aunts. She always said that clothes don't need to be so expensive, what necklaces and brand-name clothes to wear are just to save face, which is too extravagant! Mother's personality is also very easy-going. She never quarrels with anyone, she always puts up with it. As the saying goes, more is better than less, so mother is always silent. Mom is fine, too. She said that if others are sincere to you, you should also be sincere to others, so as to get along well.
I always remember this sentence, so I have many close friends. This credit is still the mother's. I haven't inherited much of my mother's qualities so far. I am ashamed and guilty, but I will concentrate on confessing what my mother taught me and face life bravely!
Motherly love is selfless, and every mother has devoted her love and all her energy to our delicate seedlings. And this kind of love with infinite power will be inadvertently revealed in life.
Before, I was an ignorant child. Turn a blind eye to the care of mom and dad Before going out to school, my mother will tidy up my clothes, fill the kettle, and then watch me leave; When I come home from school, my mother always nags and asks, "Are you full for lunch?" Do you get enough sleep in the afternoon? (I have a small table at noon) How about studying? ..... "I usually turn a deaf ear or deal with the last sentence impatiently after a hard day's work.
But one day, I read a story and was deeply moved. The name of the story is: "Mom, I have been looking for you for a long time."
This is a true story that happened in Germany. Debbie is a 9-year-old orphan who grew up in an orphanage. Because he had never seen his mother since he was a child, he tried to help others in order to express his love for his mother. For every person he helps, let him help ten people. He thought that one day his mother would get help from others in this way of love transmission. His deep love for his mother touched the whole of Germany, and people launched the "Ten Good Things" action, and Derby became a small celebrity in Germany. Unfortunately, however, Derby was assassinated. On his deathbed, countless German women pretended to be Derby's mother to satisfy his desire to see her. Finally, Derby left this world safely holding the hand of "mother".
Little Derby has never met his mother, but he loves her so much that it is a kind of happiness for him to help her. A child who has never seen his mother still has such deep love for her, not to mention the happy baby who snuggles in her arms every day. From then on, I am no longer too lazy to listen to my mother's nagging, and often help my mother do what she can.
Cherish the happiness we have now! What is maternal love? Motherly love is mother's nagging about the little things in our lives.
It is a strict requirement for our study and growth. She was happier than you when she won the prize, and more anxious than you when her grades dropped. She gives you all the meat when eating, and the only umbrella will cover your head when it rains. Mom is so great and selfless, so considerate and generous. No matter how big your mistake is, the door to go home is always open for you. When we have maternal love, we often don't know how to cherish it. My mother feels bad, but we think it's right to be good to us. However, we keep my mother's "beating" and "scolding" in mind and hold a grudge. We don't understand that beating and cursing is another manifestation of maternal love.
Be kind to your mother and cherish her love, appreciation and feelings. She will make every child unforgettable.
There are two mothers in my life: one is the biological mother who gave me life, and the other is the mother who gave me an intellectual soul-Teacher Qi. There is a deep affection between my mother and me, and I have always been with her. It is only a teacher-student relationship in name, but I have to confess: I have been with me all the time, although only teachers and students, but we are bosom friends stronger than affection, and my heart will never hide from her-a better person than my mother!
Whenever the night is quiet and sleepy, the teacher's kindness, voice and smile can't help floating in front of us.
I still remember that when I first arrived at school, the teacher not only often asked me to answer questions in class, but also took out my spare time to explain them to me seriously. In this way, time and time again, my grades advanced by leaps and bounds, and I won the "laurel" in the final exam. My classmates all say that I am talented, but only I know it. This enviable achievement is bought with the teacher's rest time. Teacher, I will never forget your feelings!
I remember that teacher's birthday, the whole class spontaneously chipped in to buy a big birthday cake. On the teacher's birthday, the monitor went downstairs to the teacher's office and asked the teacher to go upstairs. When the teacher knocked at the door, the whole class held their breath and the teacher gently pushed the door open. "Silk-,Silk-"Two female students stood on both sides of the classroom, holding flowers in their left hand and ribbons in their right hand, spraying them on the teacher. Then, the class stood up. Everyone wishes the teacher a happy birthday. The teacher's ceiling is covered with greetings. The monitor lifted the cake that had been hidden for a long time to the podium table, opened the box and asked the teacher to cut the cake for us. Students send blessings and gifts to teachers one after another. Before eating the cake, the teacher signaled us to stop. The teacher's expression of relief and surprise still hangs on his face. I remember the teacher once said, "Thank you, children. Frankly speaking, you are the most sensible and the only students who can remember my birthday and celebrate it for me. This is my most meaningful birthday in 3 1 year. Thank you, thank you! " After that, the teacher bowed deeply, full of gratitude and expression. Occasionally, a light flashed in the teacher's eyes, and my eyes were moist. I cried for the teacher's words. A strong girl who never shed tears cried, not only me, but also the whole class was in tears. The originally happy classroom became extraordinarily quiet. Seeing this, the monitor held back his tears and played an English song. The classroom immediately turned from sadness to joy, and everyone began to celebrate the teacher's birthday. I wonder if that boy suggested it. Everyone smeared leftover cream on each other and chased each other. Thousands of miles away, you can hear singing and laughter in the classroom. ........................
On Teacher's Day, I missed my teacher even more because I didn't dare to call her. I only sent a short message to my teacher, and the teacher also gave me an encouraging word. Teacher, don't worry, I will remember your teaching: study hard!
The name engraved on wood may not be immortal, and the name engraved on stone may not be immortal; Teacher, your name can be in my heart and I will never forget it. I will always be a student who needs enlightenment before setting a lofty and sacred word!
Ten years of trees, a hundred years of tree people; I'll never forget my kindness!
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I have grown up and my mother is old; I grew taller, and my mother's back was hunched; I am sensible, but my mother can't remember things clearly; I have a successful career and want to be filial to her old man, but she has already left. My mother has been expecting me to grow up and have my own career as soon as possible, but at the same time, she is quietly leaving step by step. We always find too many reasons to forget mom's birthday, but she keeps it firmly in mind.
I walked with my bag on my back for a long time. As time went by, my childhood memories \ space erased my nostalgia for my hometown \ until one day, I opened my bag \ which was full of my mother's exhortations and expectations \ and realized that I had traveled in my mother's heart for a long time. However, my bag has never contained my mother's loneliness and thoughts.
In the spring of March, Liu. Last night, the rain covered my eyebrows and leaned against the window looking forward to the rain! Tears came from the goddess, and it rained cats and dogs. Who do you hate when you are confused? Love children in the morning and evening-come home early, the muddy road is a little tired. Don't ruin yourself when you are greedy. A letter from home made your relatives cry. Wandering back and forth to repel mosquitoes. After the winter plum in Wu Ye, there are silver wires hanging on the window lattice-so sad.
When I strolled in the campus with the charm of coconut wind and sea, when my classmates and I were immersed in the beautiful scenery of nature and frequently seized the opportunity to recall, I thought of my mother. At the moment, she is working hard in a factory. Her motivation is to let her daughter live a better life and stop suffering from illiteracy. My mother may have had dreams, but they were shattered by the ruthless reality. Her only comfort is that someone will continue her dream, so she learned to work like an old cow, be tenacious like red sorghum and be silent like a mountain. A mother who doesn't know "Mother's Day" still silently pays for her children on Mother's Day.
(May) Mother Fu will always be beautiful and healthy (God), and she is still worried about her at both ends of the cliff (below). On rainy nights, I miss my hometown (mother) very much. Love is infinite. In fact, the world is the same (pro). Kissing mom's palm, full of vicissitudes (10,000). I always care about things that are only for children's growth (such as wanting to call you mom in the afterlife).
In my memory, my mother's hair is black, her forehead is flat, her body is straight and her hands are greasy. Mother walks like an arrow with her feet; Mother works and her waist is like a flexible spring. How time flies! How time flies! I suddenly find that my memory is wrong. I saw my mother stumbling towards me with a basket of vegetables in the distance. I dare to run quickly, take the food basket from her rough hand and walk with her. My mother has gray hair and a gap on her forehead. Only then did I realize how much my mother had paid for this family. This is a lifelong regret. ...
Mom! Mom! M-more's mother gave me too much; O- old, she is old; T-tear this is the string of tears that my mother wiped away for me; H-heart this is the mother's childlike heart; E-eyes This is the loving eyes of the mother; Yes, this is my eternal wish to my mother! Happy Mother's Day, Mom!
My invincible mother, who claims to laugh like a flower, now smiles back and scares my father and me; My invincible mother, always boasting that cooking is the first, is actually extremely poor; My invincible mother, whose hair looks lovely from a distance, has no choice but to grow up early; My invincible mother always pretends to be natural and unrestrained, and in the face of life setbacks, she laughs loudly and says she is not afraid; My invincible mother, who loves to call me a fool, steals her youth and is playing dumb; My invincible mother, when I am warm and hot, I always pretend not to understand, which is a sign of love; My invincible mother, you are not perfect, but in my eyes, you have always been the greatest; I love invincible mother, even if you are a little poor, I just love you. My father and I are willing to grow old together with you and accompany you to the ends of the earth. Happy Mother's Day, my invincible mother!
When I was a child, my biggest dream was to fly out of my mother's palm without listening to her nagging and being controlled by her. Now I'm really alone, only to find out how childish and ridiculous this is. Every time I call home, my mother is still nagging, asking me if I'm eating well, whether I'm wearing warm clothes and taking care of my health … but I'm not bored anymore. Instead, I listened carefully to her talk about the lock at home every time. Suddenly I feel that listening to my mother is also a kind of happiness! After eating out for too long, I realized that this meal was the best cooked by my mother. Not because it is delicious, but just because it is cooked with the heart of a mother's beloved son. I really want to say to my mother: forgive my daughter's unruly waywardness before! In fact, I really love you!
People say that you and I are printed in the same mold, so I think what you have is mine. When I was born, I drank your milk. I am fat, energetic and healthy. When I was five years old, I wore your lipstick. I am so naive, cute, smart and noisy; At the age of fourteen, I painted your nail polish, so shiny, so wonderful, so young, so charming; At the age of 23, I put on your little suit. I am so confident, independent, mature and steady. Everything about me comes from everything about you. I was a repeat of your age until I became a mother. I took your "maternal love" and became a real woman. I dedicated everything to my daughter and repeated my years. Mom has more white hair, especially black hair, which can't be covered. I know my mother is one year older. Mother's Day is coming in May. I want to take this opportunity to wish my mother a happy holiday and tell my daughter that I love her forever.
Mother's eyes, like two deep pools, are playing with sweet happiness and hiding disappointment and sadness; Mother's hand, like the wings of an angel, brushed away my tears and fanned a brighter sky for me; Mother's shoulders, like a green hill, bravely bear the long years; Mom's words, like raindrops in spring, carefully blew the dreams in my heart; Mother's smile makes my heart ripple; Mother's tears are frozen in my heart ... Mom, have you ever known that your love is like an old song hidden in the depths of time, and the singer is unaware of it, and the listener has already burst into tears?
Things, just piece together into an article. As a reminder, write down the details and your feelings. Of course, everyone ...
Miss Wang, who cares about me, is warm and grateful when I think of her. School is over at noon on Wednesday. Because my mother is not at home, I don't know where to go. Just when I was in a hurry, Miss Wang came over. She looked at me and said kindly, "Go home with the teacher!" " Seeing that I was still hesitating, Miss Wang reached out and took my little hand. ...