Part 1 My Mother When we were very young, my mother taught us some principles of life with her hot love. In the hot summer, mother is like a big umbrella to protect us from the scorching sun; in the cold winter, mother is like a stove to protect us from the cold. Mother, the greatest gardener in the world, uses her selfless love to protect our growth. My mother is an ordinary mother, but she taught me many principles of life with her hot heart. My mother has a pair of bright, big eyes, and her smile looks like a crescent moon. Her curved eyebrows look beautiful and generous against the backdrop of these eyes. The small nose and mouth add a unique charm to this round face. My mother has short, ear-length hair, and her slightly yellow hair looks fresh and clean. My mother is from the north but has southern skin, smooth and delicate. My mother is the best mother I have ever seen, she is generous, simple, brave, caring and so on... On May 12, 2008, a huge earthquake affected everyone's heart. Everyone was doing their best to help those whose homes were destroyed, and everyone donated money. Of course, our school also raises funds collectively. After the teacher arranged the donation in the morning, the teacher did not say how much we should donate. He said that as long as we try our best, you will bring glory to our class, our whole school, and our country. After that, school was over. I thought to myself, how much should I donate, 5 yuan? 10 yuan? 20? Or more? My family is not rich, but I still want to donate as much as I can. As soon as I walked in the door, I said to my mother: "Our school wants us to donate today because..." I asked my mother how much we should donate, but my mother didn't say anything. She just looked at me, and after a while, she said, "How much do you plan to donate?" I said, "I don't know, the teacher didn't tell us." My mother said, "I'm asking you, how much do you think you should donate?" Then my mother picked up her bag, and I said, "Is 20 yuan okay?" My mother smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give you 200 yuan." I said in confusion: "Don't you donate 20 yuan?" Why did you give me 200? "My mother said: "20 yuan was donated by you, and the rest was donated on behalf of my parents. If something like this happens, we must do our best, because we are all Chinese, and we should stand together at critical times. , let’s face the difficulties together. "This time, I was silent. I was proud of having such a mother in my heart. This is just a small part of my mother's story. My mother invisibly set an example for us and taught us how to behave. All mothers in the world are... The same, the same ordinary, but the same great in the ordinary. Chapter 2 My Mother Everyone has their own mother, of course I also have a mother who loves me. She has long, wavy hair. If you are careful, you can find that among the long curly hair, there are several white hairs that have sprouted from the years of hard work and happiness. I am not a child who particularly makes my mother worry. She kept making mistakes, but in this regard, my mother never used very harsh "tricks" to make me obey. Her approach was very ordinary, she just said a few words to me and "let me go". My own. Whenever I reflect carefully at this time and find that I am really wrong, I feel that my mother's generosity to me is really a "gift". Sometimes I will contradict my mother. After a few words, my mother became angry and ignored me, but within five minutes, we reconciled and talked and laughed as before. When I stayed with relatives or sometimes left my mother for a period of time, I really felt that. I miss her quite a lot. I don’t notice anything when we are together, but when I don’t see her, I miss her. My mother has a very special way of educating me. She never forces me to do things I don’t want to do. The most she gave me was encouragement, and she didn't enroll me in too many extracurricular classes. If I didn't want to take those extracurricular classes, my mother would generously let me go out to relax and sometimes quietly reflect on the joys and sorrows I had with my mother. Sad music really makes me have endless memories. For example: One day, my mother and I were walking in the community in our pajamas. It was not very cold at the time, but after a while, the cold wind started blowing like a naughty child. into my neck. I shivered, and my mother who was hugging me seemed to notice this, and immediately took off her pajamas and put them on me quickly, and pulled me back home. Not idle, he was busy making me honey water. When the warm honey water was placed in my mouth, I couldn't drink it.
How can I describe the feeling of a young heart surrounded by love and that sacred and great maternal love? Once, it rained heavily outside, and my mother who was working outside had not come back yet. I knew she didn't bring an umbrella, so I put on my raincoat and held an umbrella, waiting for my mother at the station. When my mother saw it, she was so moved that she didn’t know what to say. We held hands and went home humming a little tune. My mother is nothing but good to me. She never arranges my life on her own and gives me enough space. When it comes to homework, she usually says, "Don't forget to do your homework." Then she steps aside. . I am very gratified by my mother's trust in me. Therefore, I always complete my homework seriously and will not disappoint my mother. Some of my good friends sometimes envy me for having such a mother who gives me enough space. For example: One day, I made an appointment with some friends and played shuttlecock with them in the community square. But they didn't expect that either their parents wouldn't let them go out to play, or they still had to do the homework assigned by their parents, or there would be cram school classes later. I couldn't help but said angrily: "Why don't we all take a breath? We are tired from studying, shouldn't we come out and relax?" I suddenly felt happy. Fortunately, I don't have such a parent. I don’t enroll in any cram school, and I go out to relax after doing my homework. Then don’t I study better than those children who enroll in cram schools and do homework assigned by their parents at home? The primary school stage is our beautiful childhood. Yeah, wouldn't it be too pitiful if we didn't enjoy some happiness during this period? Children are no longer very happy under the pressure of homework assigned by their parents and tutoring classes. And my mother, the mother who always leaves the good things to me, doesn’t let me bear too much pressure and gives me the space to be happy, so that I don’t feel nervous or tired. This is true love. Parents who don't let their children relax and keep doing homework needlessly always say that they love their children. But I feel that such a mother who makes me happy and carefree is the one who truly loves me! May 10th is Mother’s Day. “Mother” is such a sacred word. On this day, who doesn’t care about me? How touching is mother's greatness, selflessness? Everyone has a mother who loves them, and I do too. I must bury my mother's love deeply in my heart and let it bloom the most beautiful flowers! Mom, I wish you Forever young! Chapter 3 I have a hardworking and kind mother. He is not tall, and his eyes, both medium and small, are full of expectations for me. He has two eyebrows, a flat nose, and two thin lips, which make up his mother's kind face. . In my mind, my mother is always so strong. That weather-beaten face always has that confident and strong smile. After her mother was laid off, she didn't stay at home. Instead, she found another new job. She left early and came back late every day. Regardless of the severe cold or scorching heat, he never complained about being tired and went to work as usual even on holidays. Sometimes when she catches a cold, she listens and never takes a break. To me, she is like a robot, never tired. One day, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and saw that the kitchen light was still on, so I walked over with my sleepy eyes. It turned out to be my mother. She was still washing clothes there, constantly repeating those seemingly simple but very laborious actions: rubbing, twisting, and shaking. From time to time, she used her arm to wipe her forehead, which was shining with teardrops. I was stunned. This was the first time I saw my mother working so hard. I thought to myself, does he work like this every night? I feel a little uncomfortable when I think of this: After a tiring day, my mother still has to wash my clothes until midnight when she gets home. It would be great if my mother could go to bed early. I made up my mind to wear cleaner clothes in the future, so that I could reduce my mother's burden. Thinking of this, I walked over and said, "Mom, go to bed quickly. I have to go to work tomorrow. I will definitely wear cleaner clothes from now on." My mother looked back at me and said, "My child, it's too late for torture, so hurry up." Go to bed." Then she smiled so kindly, as if she was not tired at all. It seems that Tazai is pleased with my growth. Later, I was admitted to Shenyang No. 2 Middle School, a provincial key high school. When I was celebrating myself, I saw my mother's smile again. He smiled so happily and heartily. In the summer vacation after the high school entrance examination, my mother accompanied me to visit the World Expo. In the past, I had visited several places more or less during my spring outings, but as for my mother, she had never been anywhere and was always busy. This is her first time out for fun. At that moment, he released all the pressure and grievances he had accumulated over the years. She was having so much fun and laughing so heartily.
This is my mother, her weather-beaten face always has such a kind and strong smile. From childhood to now, it has always been my mother who has inspired me. She has taught me to dare to play in the world without God mode, which is impossible. It is also her smile that has built up my confidence and allowed me to move forward bravely. This is my mother, a strong and great mother.