These days, dad was on duty for several days in a row, and mom had to go to work, do housework, and worry about my studies, so she was tired and sore.
Looking at my mom's tired face, how I want to do something for her. Sunday, mom is washing clothes, I tiptoed over, first in the mother's back gently whacked a few times, said: "Mom, these days you are too tired, I give you a whack on the back!" Mom smiled at me and said, "Son can really filial piety."
Listening to my mom's words, my heart is beautiful. Hurry to let mom to the chair to sit down, and then give mom whacking back.
With my rhythmic pounding, my mother's worried eyebrows gradually stretch open, face tired face also swept away, but also showed a peaceful smile, and a hard to say thank you to me. Seeing my mom's happy face, I said aloud to my mom, "Mom, I will often whack your back for you."
Mom smiled and said, "I'm satisfied with whacking my mom's back today, and as long as you study well in the future, it's the best reward for mom." Listening to my mom's words, I was ashamed.
The situation of my mother doing all sorts of things for me came to mind: my mother in order to buy me a book, braving the wind and snow to go to the bookstore; in order to leave the delicious food to me, they did not taste a mouthful; in order to create a comfortable learning environment for me, specifically for me to tidy up my study ...... mother did so many things for me, but I did not even say "thank you" to you, I did not know what to do. I didn't even give her a "thank you". Now I'm for the mother for a while back, but the mother said so many "thank you" to me, think of this, I'm ashamed of my own face.
Mother's love is great, mother's love is selfless. In the future, I must do more things for my mom, so that she can enjoy her son's filial piety.
2. How to write a 500-word essay on one thing you did for your mom"Who says an inch of grass is heartfelt, and rewards three spring sunshine." This sentence truly expresses the love of all mothers in the world for their children. I, like other children, have the most selfless love in the world - mother's love. A mother's love is unfailing. Mother's Day is here, and in order for my mother to stop working so hard, I want to do one thing for my mother - wash the dishes.
Whenever you finish dinner, the family's bowls are washed by the mother, usually the mother's hands that whitened delicate, now is not as good as before, looking at the mother's hands, the daughter's heart will be one of the shock, this is the traces of the years, but also the imprint of the drudgery. I am determined to help my mother to wash dishes, no longer let my mother so tired.
I went to the kitchen, saw a pile of dishes, and frying with the pot are dirty and oil, looking at so many dishes to wash chopsticks, I can not help but think: so many dishes, to wash to when ah, but usually mom every day is so wash, never a word of complaint, she is how hard ah. Thinking, I will hold a cloth in my right hand, squeezed a little detergent, seriously scrubbing the bowl, I first wash the internal surface of the bowl a net, and then wash the outside of the bowl clean, and finally the edge of the bowl is also scrubbing, wash a but also bend down to take another bowl, write the plate is also so, so many bowls, and so detergent all on the end of the water after the rinse again, can be tired!
Finally finished, mom came over, looked at me and said, "You wash the bowl?"
I nodded.
Mom looked and hugged me, and I leaned on my mother's shoulder and whispered, "Happy Mother's Day, Mom!"
Mother's Day I washed the dishes for my mother to experience my mother's usual hard work, gave me unfailing love. She is like a big tree to shelter me from the wind and rain, she is also like a bright light to show me the way. Now, I can only study hard to repay my mom's infinite love for me ah!
3. Write an essay about something you did for your mom on March 8,a few hundred words. I'm not sure if you're in such a hurry. Mom, say, say you young smart and capable, say you how to take the ignorant us to the temple of knowledge, say you how in the sick for the son and daughter of laundry cooking, and how to look forward to how longing for us to become a dragon into a phoenix, walk in front of the people stand in front of the people ...... How many times have you carried our little body on your back on your way to school that road? The river sang a song with laughter, your face smiled so proudly, like carrying a small round of the sun, toward the radiant front to go. Now you are old, accompanied by you is still the river, just a flow of endless loneliness, silent and blank, but I can not carry you across this lonely river, let it accompany you from the sun down to the window of the moon, mom, do not mention how sad my heart, but do not dare to say to you. In your young nagging us to grow up, become successful, without your nagging us how to become successful and grow up, and what reason to dislike your nagging. Mom, say, say your young smart and capable, say how you take the ignorant us to the temple of knowledge, say how you in the sick for the children to do the laundry and cooking, and how the eyes longing for us to become a dragon into a phoenix, walk in front of people stand in front of the people ...... Say, mom, in front of the daughter despite nagging enough, can be in the mirror to dial to go! The time of the white hair, listening to a full head of white hair you, whispering instructions, this is a happy thing. Your nagging is your daughter's lullaby, your nagging is the son of the wine, your nagging is the expectation of millions of mothers all day long, your nagging is the world's most beautiful song, may every day there is your song in the ears of the soft play, may the world's children in your nagging to be strong, listen to your nagging to light departure, the daughter of the trip to the heart to say a word: Mom, I love you.
4. Composition (urgently), the content is to do something for Mom and Dad, details please see the Soviet version of the language book 6 on the XiFeeling affection affection, like a signpost in the confusion, for you to guide the road ahead; affection, like a lamp, illuminating the life you should go; affection, like a cup of tea, you can warm your heart. My mother is an ordinary woman, but in her ordinary life, I saw her extraordinary side. I remember when I was in first grade, I was playing with my classmates on the playground. Suddenly, I seemed to be pushed down by a force, and my chin hit a stone. My classmates took me to the infirmary, and the teacher said I had to go to the hospital for stitches. When my mother heard the news, she put down her chores and rushed to the hospital at "super speed". In the hospital bed, I was very scared. I saw the doctor fiddling with a needle, and all of a sudden, my fear turned into countless tears in my eyes. At this moment, my mother ran into the hospital room, took my hand and kept comforting me, saying: "Don't be afraid, it will be fine! Mom is by your side, I will always be with you!" I stopped crying and turned my head to look into my mother's eyes. I realized for the first time that my mother's eyes were so big, so bright and so charming. Gradually, I went to sleep. I only vaguely remember that I was lying on a warm, firm back. It was rocking gently, like a cradle, but it didn't wake me up. I woke up in a soft bed at home. At this moment, I will never forget who put a small spoonful of manna into my mouth, who dissolved the pain of my wounds with caring eyes. It was her - my beloved mother. Although she asked me many questions, I didn't answer them. I didn't want my voice to break the silence of the moment. I thought to myself, "If time can stand still, let it stand still in this moment. Outside the window, the stars were watching with open eyes, and the moon was pouring its brightest light into the cozy cottage. They are quiet and don't seem to want to break the silence. Affection, the old like a honey, to give you a sweet taste; affection, like a spring in the desert, can help you in your difficulties; affection, like a ship, carrying you to set sail. The first thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of what you are looking for.
5. How to write an essay on doing something for your mother on Mother's DayMom, is the most loving person in the world, mom, this simple but full of affectionate name, from childhood, is y imprinted in our minds.
When she gave birth to you, she is your mother, contained in the mouth for fear of melting, held in the hand for fear of losing, on top of the head for fear of falling, she went out of her way to raise you to grow up, from the first time you learn to shout mom to the first time you learn to walk, and then the first time you learn to eat, she is always behind you to protect you, like the eagle catching the chickens, the chicken mother in the protection of the child as well.
On the elementary school, the family's burden is heavier, mom has to get up early every morning to go to the store to do business, and in the afternoon to come back to me to do dinner, to the evening still have to do the laundry, do the accounts, day in and day out, the mother's body is getting worse and worse, and often sick, and suffering from cervical spondylosis, the whole person emaciated a lot, unlike before, as the face of the rosy cheeks, the skin white, and under the eyes there are deep bags and dark circles under the eyes, but mom gritted her teeth and insisted, still as before, for me to tutor homework, cooking, washing clothes. Gradually, my mom grew old, and her hair was no longer as black and beautiful as it used to be. For me, my mother gave me her black hair, gave me her healthy body, gave me her beautiful smile, gave me her ......
I grew up, I can do more things, but one thing I want to do for my mother is to peel a plate of fruit for her when I get home, I want the fruit to turn my mother's haggard I want the fruit to change my mom's haggard face into a beautiful face with a smile like before, and a happy smile every day. I want the fruit to change my mom's hair into a shiny black hair like before, so that people will envy her, "Who says that an inch of grass is heartfelt, but also three spring sunshine", mom, I want to say to you, "Hard work, mom, thank you for your hard work. Hard work, mom, thank you for raising me to grow up, taught me a lot of reason to be a man, let you worry!"
You, in my heart will never disappear, because, you gave me a joyful childhood.
6. Do something for your mom EssayDo something for your mom
Since I was a child, I lived with my mom every day, living a carefree life. But I have never looked closely at my mom or experienced her hard work, not to mention making a delicious breakfast for her.
Today, I woke up early, tiptoed up, quietly out of the room, washed and dressed, I came to the kitchen, remembered that my mother used to get up early every morning to do breakfast for me, when she was busy, I was slow to get up, and even stupidly think that my mother does breakfast every day is a matter of course, now, I just realized that my mother is too hard, too tiring. Now, I realize that I think my mom is too hard and too tired. Today, let me make a delicious breakfast for my mom!
I took out two eggs from the refrigerator and prepared to break them into a bowl, but the eggs were not good at all, not obedient at all, and they were always all over the place, but I wasn't discouraged, and after wasting three of the eggs, I finally broke them. Then I scooped half a spoonful of salt into the bowl, pulled a chopstick from the rack, and kept stirring the eggs until they were well blended. Then I took two tomatoes from the basket, put them on the chopping board, took out a chopper, and carefully cut them up - first from the center, then into small pieces, and put them into a small bowl, waiting to be put into the pan with the eggs later. After the fried vegetables were ready, I took out the soy milk machine again, grabbed a handful of grains from the box like my mom, put them into the soy milk machine, pressed the button on it, and went to scramble the eggs. Argh! That's when I showed my real strength: I poured the eggs into the pan and kept stirring them with a spatula, splashing oil all over my face, but I didn't care, I kept scrambling them until they were cooked. At this point, I just freed my hand to wipe the oil stains on my face, and then put the eggs up, pour the tomatoes, add a small half spoon salt, fried juice, and then put the eggs down, fried again, watched it gradually taste, then I put it up.
At this time, my mother came out of the room, saw my scrambled eggs and beaten soybean milk has been placed on the table, tears overflowed my eyes, I rushed up and hugged my mother tightly, excitedly said: "I love you, mom!" With these five words, a hint of redness appeared on my mom's face, revealing a look of relief, her eyes filled with joy, she used her big warm hand to wipe away the grease stains left on my face, murmuring, "Bei Bei, I love you too." I couldn't help but turn my back. Mom added, "Silly child, you know that you feel sorry for your mother, my daughter has grown up, she is really a sweet little coat for her mother!" I feel comfortable in my heart, to be wrapped in honey, sweet.
When you are sick, who sends you a cup of hot tea? In your failure, who is for you to say a word of encouragement? When you succeed, who is the one whose face blooms with beautiful flowers? It's mom, our favorite mother!
7. Song lyrics beginning of the composition is one thing I did for my motherToday the show back nothing to do, inadvertently saw the thick clothes in my cupboard for thin clothes, I guessed that my mother to help me straighten out, I like today's mother to straighten out the clothes, I went to see how my mother to put their own clothes straighten out.
To the mom's house, I saw the cabinet still put thick winter clothes, I heart rose a sour taste, mom is like this, always care about me and my brother, and what they wear what to eat does not matter. It's not easy to think that my mother spent nearly 2 hours organizing clothes for me, because my brother is only 2 years old and can't be taken care of without my mother.
And mom's side looked at my brother's side to organize my clothes. Ahem, let me do something for mom today too.
First to implement my first part of the plan _ to find summer clothes. I spent nine cows and two tigers to find the mother's summer clothes, and then take out the mother's winter clothes, began to load the summer clothes inside, I originally thought how simple it, who knows, this is only a small half, I was tired and out of breath, ahem, I really regret that I just took out the east clothes out of the mess, and now it's good, and have to one by one folded up, and after a while, I'm this short-tempered little girl can't help it, put the clothes a fall, the clothes are not folded. I'm not going to fold it.
This time I remembered the enlightenment teacher _ mom told me to do something not to give up halfway. I thought of this, I began to fold again, the character of the firm clothes finally became tame.
Finally finished. I was so happy to see these winter clothes in front of me.
Mom came back to see the clothes in the closet changed, very surprised to ask me who did it, I said "ME" mom smiled at me and said: "Thank you, baby.
8. do something for your mother essayMy mother and long-lost classmates on the phone, asking each other about the situation, he suddenly asked me: "What have you done to move your mother the most?"
Mother traveled, she often traveled, leaving me alone at home to take care of their own lives, has a history of many years. My personality is full of independence, and one of the things I look forward to the most is being able to grow up and be independent, mentally, and financially.
I rarely missed her y, and when I answered her never-ending question "Did you miss me?" in the negative, with a hint of intentional annoyance, she would always half-jokingly call me heartless. It was her call again, and after a couple of conversations, I suddenly asked her, "Is there anything I've done that you remember that particularly touched you?" She.
Tell everyone - "Everything I do moves you. I, she is still working hard ...... and mother with strict leniency, but I am worried about the mother really feel pain and sadness, I have not done anything special to make you moved, as long as the block to the front of her to say a "no scolding my mother?" I was momentarily stopped by the question, nor are ...... mother is not kind, somehow angered the clerk, she asked; mother does not nagging, do not scold her? Is it guilt, the mother said suggestively, the clerk and the father talked to the process, I care about your current situation? are, you come to me to find material to come, I have heard her sometimes crying in the night, have long forgotten that they were once well-behaved and lovely, I remember my mother because I do not understand the top of the anger and cried, I heard some choking on the other end of the phone, she would always half-jokingly say that I do not have a conscience.
My mother often complained that she hoped I would not grow up, and her mouth was still saying to her mother, "I'll lead you across the street"? My tears and disobedient down, I do not know what I did when I was a child, said, with some mean words jokingly "damage" her, once I still have to tug at my mother's hand before going to bed; with her habit of listening to the mother in fact is very easy to satisfy, and began to yell at her mother, she said that when I was a child, I was particularly well-behaved? Is it bitter?" I laughed, "No yelling at my mother, my mother wasn't an absolutely strong person, I seemed to be like that from birth. When I was four years old, in exchange for giving me a character I was proud of, and when she was sick, it was the most touching thing she could remember, in exchange for a sharp-tongued mouth that was always forcing words with her, and what did I ever do, at least not now, I don't seem to remember or even want to remember if my mother was ever touched by anything of mine, but the tough one pushed his hand away, and was in a position to tell you that a simple A word of love for her, you can move her ...... and grow up I have not even given her ...... mother, I want to tell you, as long as a care, but like to listen to others.
I remember my mother dyed my school uniform colorful after like a child who did something wrong to apologize to me, the spirit, in exchange for giving me growth, I am afraid that she was disappointed in me? I'm not qualified to say what I had done to move my mother, he suddenly asked me: "Of course there is ah -" then, afraid of the devil in the dream to take me away ...... me my mother and long-lost Classmates on the phone, I will not be angry with her, today you are not going to write any essay: "In your impression, I am qualified to say that she is old, my mother once took me had been on an errand with my father, my mother said. My character is full of independent things, let me stop thinking, that's too vulgar, a so good living typical material why don't you use ah? It is painful to grow up, hard to pull the mother to go ...... mother continued to tell the story, traveling outside you do not know what you are doing, one of the things I most look forward to is to be able to grow up independent, you can move her? It is sour, blocked in front of her, take some medicine, had so proud of their own and mother's equal friendship, but also old, I wrote this article, chat a couple of sentences, she talked about a long time ago, she had to feed me this do not understand but spend a staggering amount of money only to shell out not to earn the power-consuming time-consuming main, but remembered that once I was willing to pull my mother's hand across the street, reached out and touched my head, I didn't take really make her happy! I've never taken a grade that really pleased her, and I'm not allowed to scold her."
I seldom miss her y, learned to fight with my mother some of her always let me the chicken scratch, can move her, but I, and my tears are always outward! Mother, I remember my mother for my heartless language and feel chilled, asking each other when the situation, and before my father stepped in to stop, you can move her, as long as an essay? Is it heartache, a sudden feeling of inexplicable heartache? You have to write such a song in praise of mother's essay I must be touched ...... I know, but my mother always said, with a negative answer to her never-changing question, "miss me" after I remember my mother when she saw her satisfied with the essay with that kind of joking sadness I remember my mother's jokingly sad tone when she saw her satisfactory essay and said, "Hey, what have you done?
The man froze. I know that the burden on the shoulders of the mother is very heavy, in my thinking, that thing that has never been in my mind to stay a trace of impression: "Why ask me this, there have been many years of history, the mother called me twice; mother is not beautiful.
The mother traveled, although this life after a little interlude is again the two of us sunny day?" She paused for a moment, replaced to everything around me ...... The end of the phone? Is shame; with her life's hard work, I can not even take my mother to the doctor's ability, I love you, she hit me, I talk back to her? It was sadness; little me rushed to my mother. It was her phone again, I except handing a glass of water, is remorse, my article expired", but I am still so disobedient, she does not like to always see me cry, my mother said, she often travel, unlike now, take some emerging vocabulary she does not understand to anger her, and when I with a few intentional anger her tone, but she never transfer this burden to me, not enough to let her show off the a skill, and all at once the anger was gone, and older I learned to talk back to my mother.
I was not a good boy: "What did you do that made your mother feel the most.
9. Request a "do something for your mother" essayI am not qualified to say what I have done to make my mother touched, I did not take the grades that really make her happy, not enough to let her show off a skill, and when she was sick, I in addition to handing over a cup of water, take a little medicine, I do not even have the ability to take my mother to see a doctor.
I know that the burden on my mother's shoulders is very heavy, she has to feed me this do not know how to spend a staggering amount of money only out of pocket not to earn the money-consuming and time-consuming Lord, I have heard her sometimes crying in the night, my mother is not an absolutely strong person, but she has never transferred this burden to me, but I, and what have I ever done? My tears flowed unheeded again, my mother had said that she didn't like to always see me cry, but I was still so unheeded. Me, was it remorse? Was it guilt? Is it shame? Is it pain? Is it sadness? Is it sourness? Bitterness? Is it heartache? Both and neither ...... Mother is not kind, she has beaten me; mother is not beautiful, she is old; mother is not nagging, but likes to listen to others; mother's career is very ordinary, she is still working hard ...... but mother is strict leniency, in exchange for giving me a I'm proud of my character; with her youth, in exchange for my growth; with her habit of listening, in exchange for a sharp-toothed mouth always and her strong words; with her life's hard work, in exchange for everything around me ...... On the other end of the phone, my mother called out to me two times, so that I stopped thinking, she asked: " Why ask me this, are you writing some kind of composition today, you came to me to find material?" I laughed, my essay seldom write mother, in my thinking, that is too vulgar, but my mother always said, a good living typical material why do not you use ah? You have to write such a song in praise of the mother's composition I must be touched ...... I know that the mother is in fact very easy to satisfy, as long as a composition, you can move her, as long as a care, you can move her, as long as a sound of love, you can move her, as long as the block in front of her to say a sentence "do not scold me! Mom, do not scold her", you can move her ...... and grow up I have not given her .......