The person I respect most is my mother, the person I love most is also my mother, it is my mother who gives me life and teaches me the truth of being a human being, my mother gives me all the unselfish love, so that I can grow up strong.
My mom has a thick long hair, round face, my mom's face like a red apple. Curved eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, medium stature, very slim, my mom is about thirty years old, wearing a pair of gold glasses. My mother is very beautiful, gentle, generous, loving, careful, and what good things are given to me first.
One day, my mom and I saw an old grandfather selling small fish on the way home after learning hulusi, I rushed over, only to see a variety of fish tanks on the ground, the tanks have: parrot fish, peacock fish, gold dragonfish, goldfish and so on. I said, "Mom, let's buy some small fish." Mom said, "Okay, how many to buy?" I said, "Buy six fish!" We bought six peacock fish and carefully and happily carried the little fish back home.
Mom brushed the fish tank clean, and then I gently put the small fish into the tank, the small fish into the tank, the small fish in the water quickly and happily swim around, mom said: "In the future, these small fish let you raise it!" I said, "Haha, great!" I know this is my mom is training me, patience, love for small animals, and in the future to be a useful person to society.
Mom has brought me a good life, I must study well, every day, to repay my mother's nurturing grace, the world is only good for mothers, there is a mother's child like a treasure.
2. Write a piece of characterization essay,Title: My mother Word count 450-500
Mother's love is the most holy emotion in the world.
"The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering son 、、、、、、" Mother's love is great and selfless. Remember Gorky's mother's infinite love for her son, even in the face of death without complaint, but also remember Paul's mother of the two sons of the thoughtful and caring, but also remember the mother of the wolf to protect the coyote and defiantly towards the gun muzzle to pounce on the fact that 、、、、、 and then the sister in front of me as an ordinary mother for the nostalgia for the son of the university and the feelings of self-committed to flow out of the narrative.
Sunday rest to go to my sister's home to see her, see my sister's eyes red, ask for clarification of the situation, only to know is to think of the son thought out of the question:
Mid-Autumn Festival night to go to college in the field of the son to call to say that I want to see my mother, want to see his mother on the Internet video, as a result, the mother to see his son, away from home in January, his son excitedly in the computer to talk about all the beauty of the college campus and the mom! The mother here saw her parting son. This side of the mom to see the parting of the son is still groomed and smiling, handsome and glowing. By all rights, my sister should be relieved and assured. The son left his mother, living well, proving that he has grown up, so that his mother to see him, its purpose is also to reassure his mother, I did not expect his mother to see the son in the screen, but could not control themselves, tears fell like rain, sobbing to speak, good son can not see his mother (because this side of the computer does not have a video), from that day onwards, my sister's body out of the question:
Daily uncontrollable Crying, especially into the son's room, see the son's belongings, will not be able to restrain themselves, the heart is like a raw grass, do what can not be determined to do, the heart is empty, inexplicable loss and emptiness. Leave their own home to go to someone else's home, this situation will be improved, and therefore the sister try not to stay in their own home, sometimes when the mood is serious, she will be slow and purposeless to go shopping, go on the train, two stops, and then come back, in short, it is the restlessness of the mind, fidgety. My sister herself thought it was strange. She hadn't been like this when my son first left, so was this a kind of sickness? I told her, "This is not a sickness, it is because you are too attached to and miss your son. At first you will send your son to school, the son's enrollment matters personally settled, you came back to the excitement overflowing, to introduce us to your son's university situation, now that the memory of the heart in the gradual fading, new thoughts will naturally fill the heart, mainly from childhood to the time you take care of him too much, you do not feel at ease, 20 years did not leave your side. My words and evoke the deep memories of my sister:
Sheng when he was small and thin like a kitten, gastrointestinal bad, eating is very difficult, two weeks do not go to the hospital, three weeks early, no less than to the hospital to send money. As a result of poor health, often absenteeism, the foundation did not play well, did not get into a key high school, in order to his future, save food and money for him to get on the money to go to a key high school, the child is still very strong, since the high school, very hard work, every night to learn to 11:0 p.m., despite the time I was, I was very busy at work during the day, and very tired of work, but I had to accompany the reading every night, to take care of him. Noon meal, let him eat outside, but this child is used to eating my cooking, have to bring food, I have to buy an insulated lunch box, ready every night, the next day after the early morning after loading into the lunch box, even if the insulation is not assured, and then wrapped in warm pads surrounded by fresh milk, fruit, etc., and bring it with me for fear that he will be hungry after school.、、、、、、 In spite of all this, I'm very laborious, but I'm very fulfilling, and I really hope he I really wish he could be by my side now to take care of him like this again. Speaking of this, the sister again non-stop tears.
Sister, you said so much, in fact, you are attached to your son, worried about him in the outside of all kinds of situations, but I think the child is already an adult, the ability to deal with the world and the ability to take care of themselves should be very strong, to do things will be more thoughtful and meticulous, there should not be any problems, not to mention what problems, although now he left you to go to school to study, to go to the deeper education for the sake of his future survival, for the sake of his future, the child is a good man, the child has a lot to do. The child's success is your good fortune, until he succeeds later, you will be pleased for today's parting, listening to my words, my sister seems to be a little more stable.
Poor parents, I hope that the world's children outside all the best, safe and happy, healthy and happy, successful in school, and I hope that the child's parents, despite the reassurance that your children have grown up away from home, so that the child is unattached to a piece of their own blue sky it.
Mother's love is invincible ！！！！！
3. my mother write a person essay 500 words (characters, appearance, specific examples, reflection)My mother 1 meters 63 people, has a round face, her curved eyebrows, as willow leaves; and big, round big eyes, deep and profound; pointed nose, indicating high pride; mother often smile, laugh when there are two filled with sugar dimples.
When I was a child, I loved to snuggle in my mother's arms because they were warm and gave an extremely comfortable feeling. Once, mom was sleeping, I turned left and right or could not sleep. In a haze, I seem to find a fast let me feel very comfortable "pillow". I quickly climbed over and slept through the night. But woke up to see, where there is what pillow ah, that is clearly the mother's embrace. Mom saw me awake, but also asked me with a bitter smile: this 'pillow' let you sleep well? We mother and daughter and made a mess.
When I grew up, my mother no longer spoiled me like when I was a child, but I was very strict, the time to play is rapidly declining, all day long is to learn to learn to learn again, and sometimes the test is not good, my mother will also teach me a lesson. After the lesson, I would say, "Mom, I'm sorry, I will study hard." Mom will also say: "Mom just now is a little bit anxious, but you can only study hard to get into a good university ......". Mom, I know you are for my good, and I will definitely work hard.
In life, mom cares a lot about me. Summer nights, I'm so hot, open the air conditioning, but the air conditioning open for a long time and not good for the body, mom had to open the window, but the wind outside the window is far from enough, mom can only hold back the sleepy, fanning me in the dark until I fall asleep peacefully. At night, come in mosquitoes, mom will use the quilt to wrap me up, wait for her to finish fighting mosquitoes, and then loosen me up some. By chance, I learned that the fresh breeze at night was brought to me by my mother, and that the peace at night was also brought to me by my mother. I said to my mom, "Mom, thank you!" But my mom smiled and said, "You are my daughter, it's right for me to fan you and beat the mosquitoes." I cried, they were tears of emotion.
This is my mom, how is it?
4. UrgentMy mother
The greatest love in the world is the love that comes from a mother's love. Mother heart is pure, supreme every mother, there is a flesh of the most pious love. Hidden a sincere love.
My mother has a pair of eyes, a pair of black hair mixed with a few silver hair, that may be the witness of her laborious life.
Other moms are very concerned about their children, and my mom is no exception.
I remember that it was a winter day in the afternoon when I came home from school, it was raining heavily, I went up the stairs, I always feel heavy-headed, and when I got home, I fell on the bed. In the evening, after a day of labor, my mother came back from work, see me lying in bed, touch my scalding forehead, look at my painful look, and looked out the window of the rain, without saying a word, put on a raincoat and carry me to the hospital. Along the way, the wind screamed and howled harder, the rain fell harder, the wind and rain relentlessly attacked us. When we arrived at the hospital, my mom gave me a number, the doctor gave me an injection, and I fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, I found my mom sitting by the bedside. Seeing me awake, my mom's mouth finally broke into a smile, I looked at my mom's wet clothes and hair, nodded, too excited to speak.
Mom is like a hard-working gardener, tirelessly nurturing me. Mom for *** heart for my hard work, constantly encouraging me, just hope that one day, I can become ordinary in the ordinary people. In short, it is hard to measure the effort and love that my mom has put into me. I want to study hard and honor my mother.
My mom has a head of black shiny short hair, she has a long willow leaf eyebrows, a pair of big eyes and a not too small mouth, high nose bridge above a pair of glasses. Mom is not only dedicated to her work, but also particularly concerned about my studies, life and other aspects.
Usually I live in my grandmother's house, and I can only see my mom on Saturdays and Sundays. Every Sunday after I wrote the teacher assigned composition, mom always have to read carefully, and with me to concentrate on revising the sick sentences. After correcting the essay, my mom would find some similar essays for me, and explain to me while reading them, which parts of the essay are worth learning from, and then combine them with my essay, which parts of it are well-written, and which parts of it are not well-written. I'm not only concerned about my studies, but also about my life in terms of special care.
I remember one day, the sky was fluttering with goose feather snow, in a short while, the whole city turned into a sea of snow, snow paradise, snow world. On that day, my milk teeth have not fallen out, but the permanent teeth grew out, my mother had to take me to pull out the milk teeth, I was afraid of pain, I do not want to go, but also with my mother argued for a long time, my mother finally pulled me hard to go to the hospital. Along the way, I have not been talking to my mom, but also take a snowball to hit my mom. I thought to myself: "Mom is really insensitive, why do you have to let me come out to pull out my tooth on such a cold day? If I don't pull it out, it will fall out by itself. When I got to the hospital, the doctor gave me anesthesia and pulled out my baby tooth without any pain. Later, I realized my mother's hard work. My mom said, "If you pull out your baby teeth, your permanent teeth will grow in neatly. If you don't pull out your baby teeth, your new permanent teeth will grow crooked, and you won't look good when you come back to smile!" I was able to get all my baby teeth in the middle of the row below me extracted, so my permanent teeth are very neat, and I'm happy to be able to smile without any constraints.
5. 初二作文字数450字,人物描写,我的母亲Mother's love, in everyone's mind must be great and unfailing, I have a great mother.
Mother is very hardworking, often in the home to do hygiene, and sweeping, and wiping the table, tired body straight sweat. I hurriedly said to my mother, "Take a break, look, your face is red."
But she said, "No, wait until I finish mopping the floor." But she finished mopping the floor and went back to organize the room.
I had to shake my head helplessly. One night when I was in the sixth grade, my mother was doing chores at home, my father had gone on a business trip, and I was thinking about a math topic, but I couldn't figure it out, and eventually I couldn't figure it out, so I went to bed.
In the morning, I woke up and realized that my mother had already cleaned up my room for me, and she came to me with a piece of paper covered with equations, and she pulled me up and carefully explained that topic to me, and she actually thought about it all night. There are several times to do 12 o'clock has not finished homework, but my mother has been with me, watching me do my homework, but also made me a bowl of instant noodles, my mother's health has not been very good because of the fatigue so that the mother's head of the silver hair is more and more, but my mother is still accompanied by me, even if my mother is very tired, but she accompanied me until I finished the homework.
I always feel bad, when I finished my homework, my mother put the instant noodles in front of me, she said gently, "I'm tired, eat and go to sleep. I'm not sure if I've ever been to a restaurant before, but I'm sure I've never been to one before," she said.
The mother is really very kind! Mother is a sacred role, she feeds me with love, educates me with all her heart, and puts all her hopes on me. Mother, you are too great, you gave me life, educate me to adulthood, let me live a happy life, thank you! .
6. Essay: My MotherPlease take my question Sheer affection in the rain It's raining, and I'm thinking of you again, Mom, and that rainy day ...... I just want to apologize to you and say, "Mom, I'm sorry!" On Sunday it was time for the sketching class, and you came all the way back from the class to see me off.
But the sky is not beautiful, suddenly started to rain. You were pedaling your bike, and the rain fell on your face, your clothes, your glasses, and your sweat slid across your face, but you couldn't wipe it off, and you were still riding hard.
I put the umbrella to your side leaning, but you are concerned about said: "Do not give me a fight, you just finished yesterday's diarrhea, do not catch cold again. I was speechless and had to keep the umbrella on me.
To the school, I see around a person is not, the heart began to panic: do not today not class ah! Mom in order to send me, even in the class nap have given up, but if now also have to let my mom and send me home, this is not a blind mess? I hurriedly jumped out of the car and went to ask the gatekeeper. After asking, I felt like a thunderbolt and almost had a heart attack.
It's too bad we don't have class today! I went to your side, stammered and whispered: "Sorry, mom, there is no sketching class today." You were still happy to hear it, and after a moment's contemplation, you kindly nudged me on the tip of my nose and said, "I knew there might not be a class today, but I was afraid that if there was one it might keep you from studying, you little fool.
I'll send you home again! I heard hurriedly said: "Mom, you do not still have to work? I'll walk home by myself." You smiled and said: "You are a child to go home by yourself, I as a parent can rest assured? Hurry up and get in the car!" I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
Along the way, the road is sometimes flat, sometimes potholes, my heart somehow especially guilty, feel sorry for mom. But my mouth and smeared with strong glue like, how can not open, even if open, throat but a little sound does not come out.
To home, I stood in front of the building, looking at you gradually far away figure in the fog completely disappeared, I suddenly found that you are so great ...... There is also a: Unforgettable fire Fire, has a beautiful color, but also fear. But in front of the fire, mom is not afraid.
One morning, I woke up and found that my door, the wall of the hallway of the black, the air filled with a faint smell of burning. I was shocked to see this scene.
Later, after the neighbors and my mother I learned what happened last night. Last night, the electric switch on the first floor suddenly stopped and rubbed out sparks.
In no time the fire started. The fire was raging and the smoke was thick.
The fire trucks came and went door to door, knocking on doors and evacuating people. At this time, my mom also woke up, when he realized that there was a fire outside, the first reaction was to wake up the sleeping me.
But because I was tired after the dance class, I slept a lot. How did my mom call and push me, but she couldn't wake me up.
Mom tried to run with me in her arms, but I was so heavy that it was way beyond her capacity. So, my mom made up her mind and stopped running herself, so she stayed with me.
Mom soaked two towels and covered my mouth and nose and her own. Mom held me like this and waited for the living without feeling for it.
Fortunately, the firefighters put out the fire at the critical moment, and my mom and I were saved! Mom lightly recounted the composition, as if not at all to make the night of the fire seriously. But at this time, listening to the side of the I can not stand, tears at once in the blurred my line of sight.
In a flash, I felt a warm feeling in my heart murmuring flow. What power can make mom face the danger of death to accompany me to face the onslaught of the fire? I think this may be the mother's love.
Simple but tearful. There is a saying that blood is thicker than water, which is true after all.
The power of a mother's love is great, it is the mom in front of the fire in the face of danger. In fact, mom can completely put me down and run away alone.
But she did not. In the life-and-death emergency, so that my mom held me and gave me strength.
Escape is a human instinct, but in front of the selfless mother's love, it can only yield. Mother's love is a kind of strength, a kind of faith, a kind of responsibility.
"Only a mother is good in the world", this is true, in your injury, facing danger, mom will open arms, give you strength, give you warmth. In times of trouble, the usual chatter of the mother will not be afraid of the fire, which may be derived from the strong love of the mother! Once upon a time, I tilted my tender little face and said to my mother, "I'm going to carry the song to the ends of the earth."
Mother just smiled and did not say, single stationed in the wind, thoughtfully looking at the white dandelion flying in the sky. My mother told me that she knew that my dream was far away, and that the farthest star in the sky would always be the place I sought to return to.
She said she would always support me. At that time, my heart deep outside just a hazy feeling of my mother's understanding of me, and then the young and ignorant, but let me never perceive the mother spoke of that reluctance and pity.
Time elongated my figure, I grew up and re-examined my mother's everything: when the sunshine disperses the remnants of the night, when the setting sun is swallowed by the hazy horizon, my mother backed by the agricultural tools walking fast in the field on the path, light and darkness can not stop her footsteps; when the stars are full of the sky, my classmates and I in the moonlight play chase, my mother is her love of a needle needle into my sweater; when the cold winter winter, I have been in the middle of the winter, I have been in the middle of the night, I am very happy to see you. Sweater; when the cold winter days, I was wearing a warm down jacket in the fireplace laughing and joking, my mother is using the swelling cracked hands scrubbing the clothes in the cold water; ...... So, my heart was y touched, was heavily hit by the pain, at this moment, I began to doubt, my dream is still far away? Can I still openly carry the song to the end of the world? "Gratitude"! The rational mind sends me a holy command. However, should I stay by my mother's side and let her enjoy the happiness of heaven? Or should I make my own way first and then let my mother enjoy the rest of her life? The morning sun has slowly risen, and it is a new day.
I reorganized my thoughts, and reason asked me: "You do not have a solid arm, how to repay? You do not have the ability to survive, how dare you say repayment? You do not have any capital, what to repay the kindness of the mother ......?" I still can not get over it, for the young do not know how to repay the kindness and shame, more now know how to repay the kindness but do not know how to be grateful and confused. At this point, my mother said she wanted me to cast a pair of hard wings.
7. My mom essay character descriptionMy mom
Having a good mom is more important than all the wealth in the world. Because, mom will teach you that your hands can create a greater future.
My mom, is without me to say, can read my, the heart of a good mother. Mom's love for me is everything in the world can not be compared.
(First Fanwen m.diyifanwen finishing)
Now I'm a little bird with unfinished wings, like to spoil and like to be naughty. Like a minute to shout on 40 times mom, like to sit there and watch mom give me a smile, like ...... all the happy, unhappy, always like to give mom half, but also hope that her more than me. And mom, will always look at me with tears and laughter: "You ah ......"
I looked at my mom and thought: mom I love you, incomparable love you, because sometimes, only you can understand my heart at once. Mom's mind I understand, she wants me to study well, major find a good position work. However, she never said, I know, he does not want to add pressure to me. Nowadays, countless parents have arranged a lot of extracurricular tutoring for their children, and no one is not looking for their son to become a dragon, looking for their daughter to become a phoenix. But mom is not like this, she always said to me "want to learn to report it, mom does not ask for anything, as long as you learn by heart on the good."
(First Fanwen m.diyifanwen finishing)
I am a boy who likes to put things in a mess, and mom, always help me to find things, and then will stare at the eyes, pointedly began to nag, and then it is my mom and I, wide-eyed wonderful scene to hold a big laugh ... ...
I have been quietly tears, I can not write again, because the love of the mother is I can not use the hands of this pen can write the end. I can't write any more because I can't finish writing with this pen in my hand. What our mothers have given us is too much, and now I can only shout y here, "Mom, I love you!"
8. 500-word essay on the topic of "characterization" is best to write parents, thank youParents are a tree, for the small tree shelter from the wind and rain, blocking the scorching sun, when the small tree grows up, the big tree will pull open a piece of the sky, happy to see the small tree grow, this is a piece of selfless dedication, so my parents are a kind of love. selfless love.
"The world is only as good as the mother, there is a mother's child like a block." This song we all heard it, mother's love as a song, singing a melodious love melody, singing the true love of mankind. "Loving mother's hand thread, wandering son on the clothes." I think this poem, we are no stranger to it, yes, mother's love is like a poem, recorded our growth. Just like the warm spring wind, let the green grass floating with the wind, this scene is how beautiful.
In my life, my mother no longer cares about me all the time. Although since childhood, I have been accustomed to seeing my mother's fierce, serious face, and heard her angry, reprimanding voice, but I have to say, isn't it for my own good? I remember that time, my teacher sent my mother's grades through the education platform, later, my mother knew that I did very poorly, back home, I did not dare to mention the test scores to my mother, but my mother inadvertently thought of it, which made me scared, as expected, that night, my mother severely criticized me, I cried a lot, see this scene, my mother was very distressed, because it was the first time I cried since I grew up, she hugged tightly She held me tightly, tears in her eyes swirling, accidentally, mom still did not control their own tears, a tear down the mother's face fell on my clothes, I feel that my clothes seem to have wet a large part of it, the feeling that the sweet and slightly bitter.
The next morning, I woke up, the smell of food on the face, vaguely, but also heard the sound of frying, I ran into the kitchen, only to see a slightly old shadow flickering under the light, is the mother, mom draped in disheveled hair, in the light of the light, but also can see a few silver-white hair, the mother of the buttercloth-like face with dark circles, eyes full of blood, the face of wrinkles. The face is full of wrinkles. Mom is old, time has taken away my mother's beautiful face, time has taken away my beautiful mother, I feel incomparable heartache, this time I thought: "If time can stop how good ah! Let me take a closer look at my mother again, so that I will always be with my mother."
After dinner, I was thinking about whether my mother would criticize me again if I didn't do well in the next exam again. Mom seemed to see my mind, said to me: "good boy, before it was my fault, the score of the exam is not so important, the important thing is to learn how to learn, hard work, perseverance, struggle is the most important, these efforts are not on a test can be reflected, I believe you, you can do it, come up with the confidence, courage and action to do it. " My mom's words gave me great motivation, which made me more confident, harder and more successful in my future learning path. In the face of time and again difficulties, setbacks and even failure, I will not feel pessimistic, but continue to work hard, failure is the mother of success, I remembered my mother's words, the result is not so important, the important thing is that you are doing it in the process of how your attitude is. A word, a word of encouragement, is a power, mom's words gave me great encouragement, so that I have enough courage and confidence, which will make me forever.
Mother's love is great, the mother is great, like a son or daughter failed to rely on the arm, the world's mothers are the same, ask, there is a mother who does not care about their own sons and daughters, as a son or daughter, we should also pay back to their own mothers, and now we have to rely on the actual action and efforts to thank their own mothers.
9. Describe my mother 500 words essayMy mother 500 words I have a funny and humorous mother.
Because of this, I have a cheerful personality, who told my mom to give me so many humor cells. My mom has 1.68 meters, show long body, because of giving birth to me, the stomach is a little big.
Dad sometimes laughed at her, but she was not angry at all. She said, "Like a little panda.
Not very good!" . My mom never used a bit of makeup, and sometimes she even used my Johnson's Baby Lotion. When I asked her about it, she always said, "Look how good my skin is because I'm a little baby!"
My dad sometimes laughed at her.
My mom's skin is so good because I'm a baby.
My mom is like that, and it's even more ridiculous 3 years ago ....... That day, I rode the stroller with my mom to the street garden for a walk.
Suddenly, mom remembered that someone called her to talk. So, mom immediately sent me home and pedaled the stroller.
The movement was swinging and flexible. I heard my mom say that people on the street looked at her and laughed while looking at her.
The mother was embarrassed.
This is the first time I've ever seen the curtains in my house, and I've never seen the curtains in my life.
Dad loved to do it himself, and ended up not fixing it within a day, so he was very angry. Mom wanted to make dad laugh, so hide behind the curtains "squeak", pull open the curtains, smile and step forward, hand raised a wooden bar as a "microphone", sang a song, sung with great emotion, she waved her hand and said: "Goodbye, my loyal fans!" My father and I "blah blah blah" laughed a little, more and more happy, laughed into the "ha ha ...... wah ha ha!". .
What happened, Dad also laughed? It turns out that mom's song, actually pulled the curtains open. So what, Dad laughed and started putting up the curtain hooks again.