Mom's Changed
"Mom's changed", my father said so, my brother said so, and I said so too.
In life, mom has become a hard worker, before, she did nothing at home, clothes to hand, food to mouth. Dad was angry and anxious: "All day long you just know to ask us to do things, why don't you do it? If you go on like this, you won't be able to do anything, fat as a pig!" "Hmph, how much do you think you've done, and how about being fat as a pig just like a pig?" Mom retorted. "Not with you!" Dad said angrily.
However, now, she did all the work. In the morning, when we were still in dreamland, she was already up to make breakfast, and at noon, we ate lunch and went to take a nap while mom was washing the dishes and chopsticks. mom had really changed!
The other night, I came home at 9:00 p.m. I thought my mom was going to criticize me for not playing on the road, but when I came into the house, my mom said, "Is XXX tired? Study, don't get tired, hurry up and wash your hands, let's eat!"
Mom has indeed changed for the better!
Mom has changed
I have a Xinfu home. But .........
Since my mom changed. My home, is no longer a home, but a broken dream!
Once upon a time, my mom, so loving, so caring, so concerned about me, so concerned about my dad's health.
But nowadays, my mom, is so not caring about me, is so not caring about my dad's body. Instead, she likes to lose her temper. All she knows is to text and call all day long. No matter what, just there on the phone. My dad said she, she also said my dad love to control her, and also fight with dad. And often do not come home to sleep.
I really miss my old mom, and I wish she had been earlier. Change back to the original.
Mom has changed
When I was still in kindergarten, my teacher told us to do our own things. When I came home, I used to wash my own handkerchiefs and socks, and then I even washed my undershirt and shorts. I could also wipe the table and the floor. Even if you don't do it well or wash it cleanly, your mom will be happy to see you and encourage me, and sometimes she will teach me how to do it better.
But then, mom changed.
I went to school, and now I'm in the fifth grade, and the burden of study has increased, and my mom cares more about my study. "Study, study", "homework, homework", it became my only task every day, and I was not allowed to do anything else.
After a meal, I wanted to wash the dishes by myself, but just as I picked them up, I was stopped by my mom, who said to me, "Go do your homework!" After finishing my homework, I wanted to mop the floor, but my mom grabbed the mop and said, "Go review your homework!"
On Sunday, I wanted to wash some of my clothes, but my mom said, "Go read a book!" "Go do your homework!" "Go review your homework!" "Read a book!" These few simple words, but the command words, days and days, are my ears rubbed out calluses. In this way, mom only let me study, do not let me do housework, so on, I do not become a nerd?
Later, Dad said to Mom: "Nowadays, children, all have to develop all-rounded, wash their own clothes, do some odd jobs, it should be, this is also a kind of exercise."
After Dad's persuasion, Mom no longer objected to my doing chores.
Now, I can not only wash the dishes, but also cooking; not only will wash clothes, will also sew their own ...... However, this did not affect my learning, but enhanced my ability to live, learned to rationalize the time, my academic performance has steadily improved, but also won the "good I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get the best out of me!
Mom was very happy to see this. Now, mom has changed again! I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do a lot of things.
Mom has changed
Mom has changed
I was a happy little girl, but now I'm depressed. Because_my_mom_has_changed.
My mom was very kind and kind to me, and loved me very much, but somehow she changed, and she didn't care about me. At home, her favorite dog "Cher", followed by playing "Wenquxing", completely left me out. Every night, I hide in the quilt secretly crying, heart so sad, so sad ......
Mom, you know? I love you very much, but you have completely broken my heart, I feel incredibly sad. I hope that you will love me forever and ever after you see my essay in the near future ......
Lastly, I would like to say to you: mom, no matter what, you will always be a good mom in my heart, because _I love you forever!
Mom changed?
Unconsciously mom has changed, become ......
Robust
"It's getting cold, wear more clothes, you know?"
"Don't pick your drinks and pick your food, eat more vegetables, it's good for your body ah! "
"Look how messy your room is, organize it."
"Ah ...... so annoying ah, mom you do not bother?"
"I don't want to be so annoying, but look at you ......"
Oh crap, mom is going to bring out her big words again, in order to keep my ears quiet, I'd better slip away before mom catches me lecturing.
"Hey, don't go! I'm not done yet!"
Eccentricity
Suddenly, I felt someone staring at me, and I cautiously looked up as a pair of eyes revealing a stern gaze suddenly blocked in front of my eyes, and I knew it wasn't going to be good.
As expected, my mother said to me in an irresistible tone, "Your sister is poor in math, you have time to teach her." That's when I realized that my sister was looking at me with very pitiful eyes, and without thinking I blurted out, "I can't, I'm busy too!" "Busy? Do what very busy ah?" "I ...... have to ...... review." I squeaked.
Mom said happily, "Isn't teaching your sister exactly revision?"
I also had to be silent, hey, dumb to eat yellow even _ have bitter to say ah.
Not only this, mom also personally supervise my sister to review, said that in the junior high school before the grades up, but I have never enjoyed such treatment.
Mom said to me, "I can't even supervise you now, you are so old, you can only rely on yourself to study, your sister's grades are poor, and her self-consciousness is poor, so of course you have to supervise her."
I thought to myself, "When I was in elementary school, you didn't have to supervise me like this.
Strictly
I was in my room reading a book, "knock knock knock" I was shocked, and immediately hid the book under the quilt, but it was still too late, mom looked at me in a vain look, asked: "Hidden what?" Then she found out my book _"Gone with the Wind" from the quilt. Oh, no, I prayed for God's blessing in my heart, "You're reading these books again, haven't I told you many times? It's not beneficial for you to read these books now." I said defiantly, "Didn't you love reading these books just as much back then, and you're still talking about me." Mom sighed and said bitterly, "It's because I have these experiences that I advise you." But at this time I just focus on looking at the books that will be confiscated by mom, did not hear what mom said.
As a result, after the monthly examination, I tasted regret, I did poorly in the examination, the teacher said I was looser than before, and I knew that was the consequence of reading novels and not listening to my mother's advice.
I suddenly came to realize that my mother had not changed, it was me who had changed, it was me who did not understand my mother's heart, it was me who had become rebellious.
Mom has changed
Recently, I found that my mom has changed.
The other day, my teacher asked me to represent the whole class to participate in the school sports day. After receiving the notice, I rushed home in a hurry to tell my mom, who knew that my mom did not raise her head, just said, "You are not small anymore, you look after yourself." As if I had disturbed her. After dinner, I want my mom to accompany me to go out to practice, but my mom said, "You go by yourself." That careless look really made me feel disappointed. I know that my mom was not like this before, she cared about me in every way. In the past, as long as I received a notice to participate in some competition, the whole family would get excited, especially my mom, she literally didn't take a break, went around to hire tutors for me, practiced with me when she was free, and stayed with me all the time during the competition. At that time, my mom was so nice. But now mom has completely changed.
Soon. The school games opened. That morning I asked my mom to accompany me to the field of play, but she said as if nothing had happened: "I have something to do now, you go by yourself".
Once inside the stadium, it was really "hot and heavy," and everyone was excited and nervous.
The staff began to count the names, I began to count the names. Suddenly, a piece of paper fell out of my pocket, and I opened it to read a sentence written on it: "Child, you are now a grown-up, everything depends on yourself." In an instant, I understood my mother's good intentions, what is the true love of a mother, and that the greatest thing in the world is a mother's love.
I walked onto the field with firm steps.
Mom changed
When I was in sixth grade, my mother changed. She became strict. She didn't coddle and pamper me like she used to.
Saturday night, I was watching TV and made a cup of milk tea and ate a small bag of candy. The candy paper was thrown all over the table and the milk tea wasn't cleaned up.
The next morning, when I got up to play a computer game, my mom yelled sternly from the living room,
"Come out and clean it up! Look what you've done!"
I thought, "Usually it's mom who cleans up, why me? So I said, "You clean up."
Mom barked, "No way! Come on out! What are you going to do in the future? Quickly clean up! Look." When she saw me come out, she pointed to the candy wrappers and milk tea cups on the table and said, "Why don't you clean up when you're done eating? It's sloppy!"
I said, "You usually clean up, why should I?"
Mom was furious: "Don't you even listen to what I say? Hurry up and clean up! Dump it in the trash."
I froze: how did mom change? Become so fierce? So harsh?
Mom saw me freeze and said, "Hurry!"
I couldn't help but complain to my mom, but when I saw her like that, I had to go and throw the clutter in the ashtray before running to the door and trying to keep playing on the computer.
"No way! You call that tidying up? Get your ass over here and repack!"
I walked back helplessly and dumped the debris from the ashtray into the garbage can, which was full, and something fell out, and my mom heard me and said,
"It's full isn't it? Pick it up! Pour it into the other one!"
I saw how dirty those things were and didn't want to pick them up, but I thought, "Mother's orders can't be disobeyed". I had to swallow my anger and dump the garbage into the other bucket. Mom said:
"Wash your hands, go wash your hands."
The faucet stopped running, so I went to the sink to wash my hands, and the water, which had been warm, grew cold.
When I was done washing my hands, I was ready to go back in, when my mom said, "Next time you do that you just watch!"
I couldn't help myself, and said a reason that made my mom furious (can't really count it as a reason, count it as a defense): "Why should I? I'm not a girl, and besides, I don't have you, you're so old!"
Mom was furious: "Come on! Come! You get out of here! Get out!"
I said gamely, "Just get out!"
Mom exclaimed in annoyance, "Fine! You go out and reflect!"
I ran out, annoyed, the sound of my feet hitting the ground hitting me one at a time.
Why? Mom, why are you being like this? You, have truly and completely changed.
I ran to the small park and sat my butt down on a chair.
Mom, you've really changed, why, so suddenly that you caught me off guard.
Mom, you have changed, why, did you treat me like this?
I looked quietly at the grass, butterflies were fluttering, birds were singing, I felt confused and sad at the same time, maybe you would think, it's not like mom hasn't been mean before. It's no big deal, just put up with it, it will always pass.
But I remember, my mom was always so kind, caring for me, taking care of me, not letting me do anything, not scolding me or hitting me when I had a bad test.
This time, why? For this little thing and get angry?
Childhood, my childhood, really like classmates say, so over?
Mom has changed
Mom has changed
Another pile of shedding hair.
Outside the window, the stars are dotted, there are no frogs, not to mention the dog barking, today is extraordinarily quiet and bleak. The night, very clear, the moon, very moving, like a suffering person, in the taste of his heartbreaking past, taste his heartbreaking life.
The night is like cool water, miserable.
The heart is like cool water, miserable.
Under the light, take a close look at mom's hair, instantly, a strand of silver silk floating in front of the eyes. My heart, came a touch of coolness.
Yes, mom, really old, old.
Childhood, mom is a big tree, for the seedlings when the wind and rain, but now the seedlings to no longer need the big tree to shade, so the big tree withered.
I grew up. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
The bleak night is the easiest time for people to think. That little bit of starlight, that is my childhood memories dot.
Hours, my most favorite sport is playing badminton. The reason for this, but also from the small things of the dots to say.
My mom loved to play badminton, and every afternoon as soon as she had time, she played badminton with her dad. I saw my mom skilfully snapped the ball to my dad, and when it was about to hit the ground, my dad hit the ball firmly to my mom with a swift "miso_". This makes in a side of me, the novelty, eyes can not stop moving back and forth with the badminton, a moment for the mother worried, a moment and for the father happy, it is really interesting. With the passage of time, I gradually fell in love with badminton, when I told my mother the idea, my mother agreed with me, and every day with me to practice. I remember one time, I don't know what happened that day, the old can't catch the ball, and anxious and angry I "clang _" threw down the badminton, decided never practice badminton again, and never look at badminton again. Mom saw the fiery me, and did not say anything more, just calmly built up the badminton racket, put me tightly in her warm embrace, gently shook me, and whispered to tell me: "Baby! It's okay! Mommy will accompany you to practice again! Come on, take the racket! Good boy! Baby!" Listening to my mom's words, my anger has long since disappeared into the sky, listening to my mom say this, I look a little ashamed, my mom is not even tired of accompanying me, what qualifications I have to whine to my mom. I picked up the racket with a red face, and continued to practice, eh? How come this time hit the ball always hit into it? I think it was mom's words and comfort!
From then on, with my mom's love, I love badminton even more, until today, my badminton level is quite good. I think, mom has more than half of the credit. Really thanks, mom.
The days passed like this day by day, mom and I, as always, happy to play badminton, every day so, never tired. But one day, I found something unusual about my mom. Mom every time you play badminton, halfway always run upstairs for a while, and then continue to practice with me. And after practicing, her hands covered her waist and she was panting, and the sweat particles on her head rolled down unheeded.
Finally, one day, I was ready to see what was going on. Mom ran upstairs again! I sneaked upstairs and saw an amazing scene: mom was drinking medicine! Dad kept wiping mom's sweat beside her. At that moment, I understood everything, my body was pinned in place, and tears gushed out of my eyes, blocking my sight ...... Mom, she was sick! Also very sick! I silently turned around and went downstairs, and did not want to say anything ...... That night, I quietly found that my mother covered her waist in pain and tossed and turned, but I originally, did not know anything ......
The next day, I quietly came to my mother's bedroom, turned over the drawer, saw a pill box, right! I remembered! Yesterday mom took this medicine! I want to see what kind of disease my mom is suffering from, why don't you tell me about it ...... I trembled as I turned over the box, and the three small words on the main purpose of the box shook me to my core...The three words, though small, swelled up to seem like the devil at that moment, overwhelming me to the ground, and I couldn't get my breath back... ...
"Hydrocele"!!!! "Severe hydronephrosis"!!!!
......
Mom, she had hydrocele! I couldn't believe my eyes, at that moment, I had turned into a madman, screaming and clawing like crazy, tears had splashed everywhere, not allowing me to be quiet for half a second. In the kitchen of my mother was frightened by my screaming, heard the sound rushed to see the tear off the box of medicine, and then look at the crazy me, what all understand, she picked me up and sat on the edge of the bed, mother and daughter lost their voices and cried ......
That night, I didn't sleep, I decided that I must cure my mother's illness... ...
The next morning, I strongly requested my mom to be hospitalized, but my mom was very worried, he said, "Baby, I'm going to the hospital, what about you? I can't come back, what are you going to do? I want to stay with you ah ......" Mom's words had not finished, tears rolled down from my eyes and my mom's eyes coincidentally, I shouted, "Mom, don't, I don't want you to leave me!"
Mom got weaker and weaker day by day, and finally, the pain was helpless, mom was sent to the hospital. Before leaving, she tearfully said to me: "Take care of yourself ah ...... don't let mom worry ah ......" I whispered "You heal well! " Then quickly turned away and let the tears run wild.
"She needs surgery!" A cold voice said. Once everything was ready, Dad signed the consent form for the surgery with a pale face.
After some days. I didn't want to go to my mom's hospital room these days, I was afraid that it would bring back sad memories. Today. Mom is going to be operated. Dad tearfully told me to meet with mom soon ah! I insist on not going, I understand, my heart tells me I have to go, but my brain won't let me. 8:00pm! Surgery was about to officially begin! A sound put my mom quickly in the surgery plus, my mom's deep-set eyes a not forgetting to search for me, wanting to see me again, I coldly evaded my mom's realization, turned around, covered my face and ran down the stairs. I know, the doctor said, this operation is still quite difficult, and the patient suffers from this disease is very suffer from pain. I do not want to see my mother's haggard and pitiful cheeks, because she has evoked my sad memories ...... really the past.
Throughout the day, I prayed for my mom, hoping that God would take pity on me as a little girl. In the end, not to be outdone, the operation was very successful! My heart seemed to tear all the darkness into pieces, so that the sunlight to forget my arms, I was happy to jump up and down! I high-fived my dad several times! I seemed to be relieved, the sunshine returned to me, and I clustered together ......
After treatment, mom was finally discharged from the hospital! At that time, my mom and I hugged each other tightly, never to be separated, never to be separated, the two of them intertwined with tears, dad also excitedly looked at our happy mother and daughter ......
Only a pity, my badminton was left out in the cold. Mom can no longer jump around, because everything you do needs to use your waist to make strength, let alone this kind of intense exercise. But I'm not sad, whenever I see that badminton racket, I will think of playing happily with my mom, although I can't play with my mom, but I should have been very satisfied ......
Mom has now turned into a weak and thin body, and then there is no youthful face, and a head of black sports head, but his love will be accompanied by me all the way all the way! Shine on my way forward! Mom! I love you! Love you forever and ever!
I laughed, really laughed ......
Night, from now on in not bleak.
Heart, from now on in not bleak.
Mom has changed
I have a hard-working mom, and everyone who knows her praises her. As soon as the dirt and dust in the house saw my mom, they were scared out of their wits and hid far away.
I don't know what day it was, but my mom wasn't as hardworking as she used to be. She asked me to help her with household chores, such as tidying up the house, buying groceries, cleaning the room, serving tea and water, and even dangerous things such as boiling water and cooking.
At first, I found it very refreshing. As time went by, I couldn't take it anymore. I thought: Mom is really getting lazier and lazier, forcing me to do housework every day, and if this goes on, won't I become a wage earner who doesn't get paid? If I don't fold my own bedding, no one will move it at night. If I don't wash my socks and clothes myself, I'll put them away until next year. In the past, my mom used to fold my bedding as soon as I woke up, and as soon as I took off my dirty clothes, she immediately took them to the wash. But now, she could really change faster than the weather could even become! I decided to rebel!
One day, my mom called and asked me to help her cook and put away the newspaper. I couldn't stand it any longer and shouted at her, "Every time I want you to help me carry things, you tell me to do things on my own, don't you have long hands? Who am I to help you?" At that time, my heart was as bad as boiling boiling water. And mom still ignored my rant.
That day, I was the only one in the house, and my stomach was so hungry that I had to cook the rice by myself, and then fried a plate of hot and sour shredded potatoes and a fried egg with tomato to make do. By the evening, mom came back: "What did you eat tonight?" I said to her, "I didn't have shredded potatoes and scrambled eggs. You think I can't do without you!" I didn't expect my mom to say to me, "In fact, it's because I've read a lot of books lately, and it says that children nowadays are spoiled by adults, and they can't do anything, so how can they stand in the society in the future. So, mom is cultivating your independent living ability, so that, when you grow up and go out to break into society, mom can rest assured ah!"
After listening to this, I suddenly realized that my mother was also well-intentioned ah! I said to my mom, "Mom, I have grown up, I will serve you well! You will enjoy your happiness and be your 'lazy' mom from now on!"
Mom has changed
My mother is 1 meter 58 in height, in her thirties, with a head of dark hair, bright eyes, a high nose, and dresses in a simple and generous manner. My mother is a people's teacher, teaching junior high school language, serious about her work, and kind to her students, but not to me.
Listening to my father, I said, "When my mother got married, she weighed only 50 kilograms, and after she gave birth to me, she gained 15 kilograms." I often encouraged my mom to lose weight, and she always said she was busy. Nowadays, mom's black hair is obviously showing a trace of gray hair, originally dressed in plain mom, like a rural woman. Mom's coworkers often jokingly said: "two people earn money, just a daughter, the building also bought, while you are still young do not dress up." The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
Mom always brings home fish and milk powder every time she goes to her grandmother's house, and the same goes for her grandpa. And I want to buy a new dress, mom often turn a clothing store and turn a, always say a child clothes so expensive. I just don't understand why.
I found that today's mom is more like what they say on TV: women in their 20s love to look pretty, and women in their 30s love to nag. Every day I go to school and my mom says, "Is your homework loaded? Don't forget to bring your keys and water." When I come back at noon, she asks, "Do you have homework? Read for a while and watch TV again." In the evening, she says, "Finish your homework, check it carefully, and don't forget to memorize your English, and don't think you'll get a high score if you can't memorize your English." Isn't it annoying? I'm not going to be able to do that.
Sometimes when I ask a math question, my mother complains that I don't use my brain and even loses her temper with me. I have often heard adults say that when a woman reaches menopause, she loves to nag and is short-tempered. What happened to my mom, who was always kind, steady and patient? Why is she like this to me? I suspect that my mom entered menopause early! Once I went to my mom's school, but my mom's students said to me, "Our language teacher is wonderful, teaching in a way and method, amiable, treating us the same ...... your family must be cozy!" I didn't say anything ......
Listened to my dad say, "When I was a few months old, once my mom was holding me, she accidentally broke my tooth frame, got two stitches, and my lip swelled up." Mom didn't sleep a wink that night. Also when I was a child I was especially naughty and loved to go out and play, no matter how windy or rainy it was, my mom met my demands. But now I'm big, why did my mom change ......
Perhaps it's like what our teacher said in a class meeting: "Everything our parents do for us is out of love, except that we lack the experience, lack of gratitude, so let's learn to walk into our parents and learn to be grateful! "
I found that my mother has become fat
My mother is quite beautiful, a pair of eyes, although small, but gleaming, whenever she looked at me, her eyes are always flashing loving and peaceful gaze, so that I feel warmth; and her head of long, black, translucent hair, slim figure, so that I once proudly think that my mother is the most beautiful. However, I found that my mom's weight was surprisingly as high as sesame seeds. It made me sad.
Remember in a sunny double holiday, I went to the mall with my mom, my mom intends to buy a few sets of beautiful clothes to go home. Into the shopping mall clothing cabinet, I was busy helping my mother to pick out a few sets of beautiful dresses, so that my mother to try on, my mother looked at, but also "love at first sight", will be happy to take the clothes into the dressing room to change clothes. Unexpectedly mom wearing new clothes out of the dressing room, I was stunned, this skirt has been in the number, how to wear on her body but like a dumpling as tight, ugly, mom to the mirror in front of a photo, only to see, the skirt that the line is clearly in the waist, a circle of flab is clearly visible, mom exclaimed: "ah! No, no!" Then red-faced and ran headlong into the dressing room.
So I picked a few oversized dresses and handed them to my mom, unexpectedly, so big size dresses still can't wrap up my mom's bulging body, a set of well-tailored jeans to my mom's body has changed shape. Look, mom's arm is so thick, fast to the cuffs are broken, the pants close to the mother of the garden rolling buttocks, waist on a button how can not buckle, anxious her forehead straight sweat, I stood on the side, can only dry anxious, could not help but murmur: "ah! Mom is getting fat!"
Ugh, mom really fat, the discovery of the mother originally in my mind the image of a drop, which can not make me depressed a lot?