Since I opened my eyes, my mother has been showing me all kinds of objects or telling me many stories, sometimes late into the night. When I did not receive any books, my mother was my first teacher, so her voice was always hoarse.
In kindergarten, I also began to contact some books, with the initial concept of knowledge, from this point onwards, my mother began to be strict with me (including now also). I remember one day, the teacher assigned a few homework problems, I did a question wrong. When my mother saw it, she immediately asked me to redo it. "If this were a test, you'd be screwed. So, son, you should be strict with yourself from now on and strive to do your best so that you can succeed." My mother said to me in a serious tone. Although the volume was not high, the words were powerful, as if there was an irresistible majesty in them. Therefore, until now, I am respectful and afraid of my mother.
Mother is a person who treats people well. One day, in the public **** car, a passenger stepped on his foot, and also very proudly walked away, even a word of apology did not say, it seems not to take the mother seriously. I was already on fire and really wanted to teach him a lesson. My mother smiled and said to me, "If I argue with him, it will definitely affect the driver, and if he puts the car away and doesn't drive, then not only will we not be able to go home, but we will also be scolded by other passengers, which will result in all of us not being able to go home. So, son, everything should be for the greater good, not for one's own selfish interests and affect everyone's public **** interests, understand?" I nodded thoughtfully.
I was only nine years old at the time, and did not understand what this sentence means. Later, when I was older, I realized what it meant. After middle school, when I talked to my mother about it, she just smiled faintly.
Although my mother is not a college student, her knowledge is no less than that of my dad, who graduated from college. One day, I had a physics problem that I couldn't do, and I came out of the study with my head hanging down. When my mother asked about it, she thought with me and patiently explained it to me until I understood it. So, my grades were pretty good in the class, which was inseparable from my mother's teaching. My mother cares a lot about my grades. When I achieved excellent results, my mother always encouraged me to keep up the good work and continue to cheer; when I failed the test, my mother did not criticize me, but to comfort me and encourage me, so that I have plenty of energy to study and meet success again.
Mother has been 40 years old this year, the former young and beautiful has long become today's eyes on the corner of one and one crow's feet. In these fourteen years, the mother for me to pay the blood can not be counted? I will not let her down. Mom, you wait, one day, you will receive a major university admission notice, I will not let down your efforts and hard work. I'm sure I'll be able to live up to your efforts and hard work!
My mother essay 800 words
Mother, a staff who is never paid, always selflessly gives her love to her children. I grew up under my mother's nurturing.
I was born in a middle class family, and as I grew up in my mother's arms, I went from teeth to teeth, my mother gave a lot. Although my mother dyed her hair dark brown, but I still see from it, my mother is old ......
I remember once, I woke up and felt my mind heavy, my hands and feet are not obedient, and the whole person is very tired, so I shouted, "Mom, what's wrong with me? The whole body is very tired!" My mother came in and touched her hand to my head, when I could no longer perceive the temperature of her hand. "You have a fever." Mother said as she helped me up. "Then get me some medicine." I said. Mother walked straight out. After a while, she came in and said, "Son, there's no more medicine at home, so go to the hospital yourself." Without waiting for my mother to finish, I asked anxiously, "Every time you take me there, but this time I have to go by myself, how can I see it?!" My mother calmly said, "People always have to learn to grow up on their own, you do what the note says" and handed me a card, three hundred dollars and a note. I heard my mother's words with some reluctance, but I changed my clothes and got ready. Following the note to the doctor, I realized that some of the procedures were wrong, that I had to register before finding a doctor, that I had to wait in line, and so on. The whole process took me two hours, and on the bus ride home, I thought to myself, "It's nice to know that I can do what my mother thinks I can't do. The door opened with a creak, and my mother immediately ran out of the room, touching my head and looking at me, murmuring "I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay". Afterwards, I realized that the drawer originally had antipyretic medicine, at once, I understand the mother's intentions, a warm current into the heart.
My mother let me go out on my own to see the doctor, in order to let me learn how to take care of myself without anyone else. She also hoped that in the future, after leaving her, after leaving the embrace of parents can spread their wings and fly, can be independent in society. "Pitying my parents", as I grow up, means that my parents are aging. Sometimes my parents nag me, and I lose my temper when I don't understand them, and then I realize that they are doing it for my own good, so I absorb it and hope I don't make that mistake next time.
This is my mother, a mother who has cast her wings before I fly. If in the future I can establish myself in the society, I will thank some people, especially my parents!
My mother is the most important flower in my life, although she is not as proud as the plum; not as delicate as the peony; not as graceful as the lily. But my mother has a style that is not inferior to theirs.