May 13 is Mother's Day, which is the most unforgettable day in our hearts. This festival is a praise and commendation for mother, which reminds us to always remember: be grateful to mother.
We are grateful for the life experience our mother gave us; Mother makes us grow sturdily, and we are grateful; We are grateful to our mother for her education and enlightenment, which enabled us to gain knowledge and strength; There are always difficulties and twists and turns in our life. It is mother who gives us care and help, and we should be more grateful.
Gratitude is a comprehensive expression of a person's love, conscience, kindness, responsibility and loyalty. It is hard to imagine that a person who has no filial piety, no gratitude, no love and no respect for teachers and classmates can bear any responsibility for his company and country in the future. How can a person who doesn't love his country, his family and others devote himself to building the motherland tomorrow?
There is a touching little boy washing his mother's feet in the advertisement, but in real life, is it possible for every child to do it? "A drop of kindness should be rewarded by a gushing spring." We may sometimes be obsessed with a little care from a stranger, but turn a blind eye to our mother's great love, feel that she is nagging, or get furious because of some trivial things ... However, our mother will always support us silently, patiently enlighten us and give us support and encouragement.
Mother is pure as jade, exquisite as ivory carving, and the life watered by maternal love is brewing pure beauty and fragrance. We should listen to our mother's nagging with a grateful heart, face her harshness sincerely and feel her sunny inner world. ...
Let's learn to be grateful from today, from filial piety to mother! Let's remember the birthdays of all mothers in the world, wash their feet once, beat her back hard, give her a warm hug, a warm blessing and a grateful smile!
On this warm day, I wish all mothers in the world a happy Mother's Day! A bunch of carnations and a sentence "Mom, you have worked hard" can make your mother's cheeks smile again! Let's give our mother more consideration and care, make our mother and our family full of happiness and harmony, and we will have a real growth!
Here, I want to quote a poem to end: the growth of children is the hope of mother's rebirth; The child's failure is the mother's sour tears; A child's success is a mother's happy smile. Students, for the sake of mother's smile and tomorrow's harvest, let you and I be ambitious and carefree!
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Mother is like a wall, blocking the wind and rain and 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 confused, 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. I actually got 86 points in an exam. After school, the students went home happily, but I slowly packed my schoolbag and "Jin Doudou" rolled in front of her eyes. 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. The birds in the tree twittered as if laughing at me; Pedestrians on the road seem to be looking at me with contemptuous eyes, giving out an imperceptible sneer; 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. Ah! Only when our mother gives us her love selflessly can we thrive. Come on, let's all thank our mother and do something for her, even if it's just washing feet and cleaning tables and chairs. I believe these trivial actions will definitely soothe her tired heart. I remember when I was a child, I was very headstrong. I can't give my things to others or be taken away by others without my consent. One day, I came home from school and saw my cousin crying. My mother coaxed my sister with a stuffed bear that I wanted to throw away. I was angry at that time because my mother took my things without my permission. I rushed over and threw the stuffed bear to the ground. My mother didn't comfort me as usual. After my cousin left, my mother severely criticized me. I know how to be tolerant and love. It is my mother who often rings the alarm bell in my ear; It is also my mother who often teaches me to be honest, trustworthy and brave. Or my mother often guides me to study! Maternal love is deep, delicate, selfless and great. I have to feel with my heart, to feel, to be qualified to accept this love, this priceless love. This year's Mother's Day reminds me of what a philosopher said: A mother is a book that can't be read. Yes! I will never forget the love my mother gave me, and I will never forget it all my life!
Respondent: 6469 15222 | Level 1 | 20 10-6-6 17:35.
I have a hardworking and kind mother.
He is not tall, and his eyes are full of expectations for me. Two splayed eyebrows, a slightly flat nose and two thin lips make up his mother's kind face.
In my mind, my mother is always so strong. That weather-beaten face always wears that confident and strong smile. Since her mother was laid off, she has found a new job instead of staying at home. She goes out early and comes back late every day. No matter whether it is cold or hot, he never complains that he is tired, even on holidays. Sometimes when she catches a cold, she listens and never rests. In my opinion, she is like a robot, never tired.
One day, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. I saw that the light in the kitchen was still on, so I struggled to sleep. It turned out to be my mother, still washing clothes there, constantly repeating those seemingly simple but laborious actions: rubbing, twisting, swinging, and occasionally wiping tears from my forehead. I froze. This is the first time I have seen my mother work so hard. Does he work so hard every night? It hurts a little to think about it: my mother, who has worked hard all day, has to wash my clothes until midnight when she gets home. If only my mother had gone to bed earlier, I'm determined to wear clean clothes in the future to reduce my mother's burden. Thinking of this, I went over. "Mom, go to sleep. I will go to work tomorrow. I will definitely wear clean clothes in the future. " My mother looked back at me and said, "Son, it's late for torture. Go to sleep." Then, she smiled, smiling so kindly as if she were not tired at all. It seems that the tower is happy for my growth again.
Later, I was admitted to Shenyang No.2 Middle School, a provincial key high school. When I was celebrating for myself, I saw my mother's smile again. He smiled so happily, so hearty. In the summer vacation after the senior high school entrance examination, my mother accompanied me to visit the Expo Park. I have been to several places more or less during my spring outing, but my mother who has never been anywhere is always busy. This is her first time to go out to play. At that moment, he released years of pressure and grievances. She had a good time and laughed happily.
This is my mother. She always wears that kind and strong smile on her weather-beaten face. My mother has been inspiring me since I was a child. He can't dare to fight against the godless mode in the world. It is also her smile that has accumulated my confidence and made me forge ahead.
This is my mother, a strong and great mother.
I love my mother.
After giving my mother a sharp pain, we cried and saw her smiling eyes. It was the first time in our life, but those eyes kept watching us until they could no longer open their eyelids.
The first "mom" we shouted when we were learning English, and the brave words we said to our mother when we were young; A casual kiss that we were spoiled when we were teenagers; When I grow up, an occasional greeting will make my mother laugh and add a few crow's feet to my eyes.
Mother is easy to satisfy, giving the most and taking the least.
I love my mother, and we should all love our mother.
My mother is a very stubborn woman. When I was a child, I worshipped my mother very much. I didn't understand the cruelty of time at that time. It was not until my mother's edges and corners were slowly worn away in her efforts that I gradually understood her face.
When I was very young, as a girl, I was neither beautiful nor wild. When I was older, my mother began to braid my hair.
Put on a beautiful princess dress for me. After cleaning up, my mother always likes to pull me to look at myself in the mirror, but I only look at my proud mother standing behind me in the mirror every time. At that time, I thought my mother was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Later, I changed from a wild child to a little princess. There are so many people who spoil me that my mother's love is a little insignificant. I only remember that if school is late at noon, I will see my anxious mother at dusk on my way home. When I threw myself into her arms, her eyes filled with tenderness in an instant. It is the tenderness in my mother's eyes that taught me to be serious in every exam, and I will bring back many awards to my mother at the end of each semester. At this moment, the tenderness in my mother's eyes made me secretly say to myself, "My mother is a gentle and beautiful woman! 」
Later, I became big princess from a little princess. I can comb all kinds of beautiful braids by myself, and I will start to think that the clothes my mother bought for me are not beautiful. But I will still lie on my mother's lap in the warm sunshine and smell the familiar smell of her body, watch her seriously fiddle with my hair, listen to her intermittent words and lean her head on her soft thigh. I have an indescribable sense of security. At that time, I thought my mother was really a great woman!
Later, I was no longer a princess. When I grew up, boys began to pursue me. When I showed my mother the letter written by the boy shyly, my mother smiled at me gently. She caressed my head and gently told me, "All you have at your age is empty promises.
I stared at my mother's hopeful eyes and didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence. But I saw some wrinkles on my mother's smooth forehead and delicate eyes. I haven't shown off my good skin to my mother since then. Because I know that under the proud smile of my mother, it is a lost heart, and my mother is just a mortal. She's beautiful.
Later, I never saw my mother waiting to take off her schoolbag at the gate of the hospital after school every day, and I couldn't hear her gentle voice, "Are you hungry?" I can never put my bracelet around my mother's neck and say "good night!" " When my mother comes to turn off the light for me before going to bed every day. Because I am already a boarder, my mother came to see me three times in the first week and took my changed clothes away every time. Mother is a very clean woman. She doesn't like using the washing machine. Every time she washes clothes, I play with bubbles. I sat on the hard iron bed in the dormitory and shared the meals carefully prepared by my mother with my roommates, who chattered enviously.
My mother also asked me to take my clothes home on holiday tomorrow. Unfortunately, I found a hair on the plate, which was unprecedented in the past. You should know how careful and diligent my mother is. I pretended to be angry and pulled my hair in front of my mother. God knows how sorry I was at that moment, because I saw my mother's face suddenly turn red and muttered, "I was careless, I was careless ..." I quickly smiled and said, "It's mine, just kidding you!" Mother breathed a sigh of relief. I quickly buried myself in eating. I can't let my mother see my red eyes.
Because it hurts me to see my mother's muddy eyes. If my mother sees my red eyes, she will be very distressed. Tomorrow, I will follow my mother to watch her wash clothes. Mother's smiling face is reflected in the century-old well at home-clear and quiet. I continue to play with my foam. Playing and playing, I suddenly found thin sweat oozing from my mother's forehead. My mother's back is getting more and more bent, her hands are getting slower and weaker, but she still whispers about the neighborhood with a smile. After that, I never want to take my changed clothes home. Every time I face mom's scolding.
I always mischievously raise my mouth and say, "I've grown up!" However, the last sentence I didn't say was "You are old. "
Later, sitting here, I was about to go to college, and my mother came to pick me up every day for my health. I have better food, better sleep and a carefree life than other students. Everyone who meets me thinks that I am a junior high school student. I am not annoyed by my naivety, because I know that my mother's little white hair, new wrinkles in her eyes and even faintly visible spots all expect me to live a simple life.
. Although my mother's eyes are very different from mine, I will still spoil my mother to help me buy clothes and shoes … because I like to see her smiling face with a little sense of accomplishment. Mom once said, "Mom likes you to be beautiful! 」……
My mother taught me all good hospitality manners, sitting posture, standing posture ... even the posture of holding chopsticks. My classmates thought it was feudal, and I didn't understand my mother's good intentions until others praised me for being generous and gentle. My mother hopes her daughter will always be the best in the future.
Mom is really old!
Her teeth are old, so she can't chew slowly without showing her teeth like she taught me to eat. My ears are getting old, too She is afraid that others can't hear her, so she can't whisper as she taught me. My legs are getting old, and her splayed feet are becoming more and more obvious because she gave birth to me. Her steps can no longer be as light as teaching me ... but I won't blame her, I will just spend more time massaging her. Although the bones on her body hurt my hands, all the foreign objects disappeared instantly when I saw my mother's satisfied smile.
I always have two mirrors in my heart. On the one hand, my mother stood behind me and looked proudly at the beautiful princess dress in the mirror.
A good daughter with a croissant braid; On the other side, my mother stood in front of me, looking at her daughter who was taller than her but pouted playfully in the mirror.
Mother is a word that children all over the world admire; Motherly love is like a quiet harbor, which nurtures our growth.
Motherly love is pure; Motherly love is selfless; Maternal love is great; Motherly love only knows how to give and expects nothing in return.
Motherly love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Motherly love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter.
Children all over the world, looking at the mother with gray temples, which one is not extremely bitter?
The love my mother gave me was real, simple, severe and sometimes poetic.
In a trance, my thoughts returned to my childhood. I saw a busy figure, that is the mother who is working hard; I saw a tired figure, that is my mother knitting cold clothes for me; I saw a cheerful figure, that is, my mother was happy for my study progress.
Think carefully, in this life, when did I lose my mother? Whenever I cry, my mother comforts me; Whenever I feel like a lonely and helpless bird, my mother will open her wide arms and give me warm and loving breath.
Once I had an injection in our school, I felt dizzy. It was noon. When my mother heard about it, she rushed to school without even having lunch and went to see a doctor behind my back. Later, my mother asked for leave to accompany me to the hospital. At that time, I saw my mother very sad. I don't know why, but I also feel a little sad.
Another time, my parents and I bought a big watermelon. When I got home, I didn't eat and my mouth was watering. After my mother cut the melon, she gave me a piece of seed with less meat and sweet taste. She eats a lot of melon seeds, and melon meat is not very sweet.
But maternal love can be very strict sometimes. I have always had a bad habit of carelessness. Once, after I went to physical education class at school, I accidentally lost my clothes. When I got home, my mother severely criticized me. But I know that my mother is actually very sad and doesn't want to scold her son, but only in this way can I get rid of my carelessness.
Maternal love is the greatest kind of love. Children are flowers and plants watered by their mothers with their own love, and their growth cannot be separated from every drop of their mothers' love. A mother, who escorts her children all her life, silently guides them behind her back.
Can we repay our mother's love? As Ode to a Wanderer said, "But there is a little affection for an inch of grass, and I get three rays of spring."