Meng Jiao's song, "The Song of the Traveling Son", tells us that a mother's love is selfless and unrequited, and we can never repay it in any way.
In order for us to grow up strong and receive a better education, in the usual bits and pieces, mom gave us selfless care, encouragement and help. After work, give us to do delicious meals, give us to buy beautiful clothes, ask for warmth, accompany us to study and so on. In short, it is our mother who lets us live a carefree life, and we are used to being pampered and cared for. Bathed in sunshine, nourished in the rain of love, but we do not have a little gratitude, but not move because of learning, eating, dressing, to buy things to them to lose their temper, talk back, gambling, think about these, we are not a little bit ashamed of it?
In the "March 8" Women's Day is approaching, I wish all the world's mothers a happy holiday, all the best! May all the children can also start from a little bit of small things every day, every day in a timely and serious completion of homework, do not let the mother repeatedly urged to do, they can do their own things to do, do not rely on them, more to do as much as possible chores, every day, more communication with their mothers, and more greetings to them ......
We have to carry a grateful heart, to repay our mother.
Jiangsu Province Shuyang County First Experimental Primary School Grade 3: Xinglin Literature Club
I am the only child in my family, and I have grown up under the care of my family. I'm the only child in my family, and I've grown up under the care of my family. Today is the "March 8" Women's Day, is also the mother's holiday, so I want to do a chore for my mother as much as I can, to express my love for my mother.
This day, the evening after dinner, mom just want to get up to brush the dishes, I immediately said to my mother: "Mom, today is the '38' Women's Day, let me brush the dishes for you once. My mom said happily, "Yes, my good boy, you have grown up! My good boy, you have grown up and understand!"
Mom and Dad went to the living room, I began to clean up. First of all, the dishes cleaned up, put into the sink, and then rinse the bowl with water, and then pour the detergent on the rag, wipe back and forth with the rag on the bowl, wipe clean and then rinse again. I've just scrubbed a few bowls and I'm getting tired: Why is the water so cold? Why is this bowl so oily? Why are there so many bowls? I was tired of "back pain", then, I thought and thought: mom brush the bowl than I brush more, and is every day brush, but also laundry and cooking, that can be more tired than me. After thinking about this, I have the strength again, soon, the dishes are finally finished. The next step was to clean up the table: wet the rag, wipe the table carefully, and put the rest of the things away.OK! "Mom, come and take a look!" I called out to my mom to come over and see the fruits of my labor. Seeing that I cleaned up the kitchen, mom said, "Baby has grown up, know how to help mom and dad work."
Love is sunshine, love is rain, only learn to love your father and mother, love all the people around you, you will know the true meaning of love. On Women's Day I learned to care for my mom, which made me feel incredibly happy!
Who said that the grass heart 3Sheep have the feeling of kneeling to the breast, crows have the grace of feeding, falling red to protect the flowers, falling leaves to return to the roots, this is gratitude.
After picking a hundred flowers to become honey, for whom is hard for whom is sweet? The mother is like a busy bee. For the children, the bitterness of their own throat, for the children, bitter is also sweet.
If the taste of the mother's heart is bitter, then the bitter is also because of me. Can't forget the tit-for-tat a few days ago, her attentive teaching but was used by me as a demeaning malapropisms, when she called my name, I ignored it, a long time cold, that moment I saw my mother in tears, he did not bawl, but just dripping wiped inexhaustible tears. Her inner emotions refused to vent like a storm, because she was afraid of being in the senior phase of my heart hurt, that bitter she had to swallow, conscience let me know how much she swallowed in silence for me, I watched her speak carefully, lest more than one word hurt my fragile feelings. In the face of the bitter water I poured into her, she accepted without words, silently loaded into the heart.
The taste of the mother's heart is bitter, that bitter is my personal pour to her, but she never called bitter, because in her heart, if swallowed bitter can be exchanged for my sweet is also worth it.
Winter vacation, in other people's leisure to play mahjong shopping, mother in addition to bits and pieces of household chores, but also for me to worry about. The children are mother's heart meat, children are mother's bottle of five flavors, as long as the children have success, mother's heart is also sweet.
Because there is love, so touched, because touched, know how to be grateful. Mothers do not need children how rich returns, as long as an ordinary understanding of the mother's inner taste, the daughter knows, will not let the mother suffer again.
A grass is grateful for a dewdrop, I am willing to work hard sweat into a sweet dew, drops to the mother's heart.
If I am a bird, then you are the tree that shields me from the wind and rain; if I am a fish, you are the ocean that gives me life; if I am a grass, then you are the sunshine of that spring.
I have been in a mood of irritability in the third year, but also often spread temper, but you are always not with me, every time I argue as usual after the warmth.
One day home from school at noon, see you busy in the kitchen, I was angry, I yelled: "How not done, I still have a lot of homework today, have to go early!" I sat down on the sofa in a bad mood.
A little while after the meal was cooked, I sat at the table and watched you busy on and off, while I was content to sit there and wait for you to give me a meal. Suddenly I saw your hair white, as if the color of the distant mountains lying on a few white snow, ice, I feel uncomfortable; that used to be straight waist bent, as if a deformed steel plate, I do not feel guilty up.
A moment later, I heard someone shouting my name outside the door, a classmate calling me. I hastily grilled two mouths to run out, my mother hurriedly followed to the door, the mouth also shouted: "slow on the road, listen well in class ......" I gradually walked away, have not been able to hear what she was saying, but I know that it must be a mother to the child to say the most sincere words I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm not sure if you're a good person.
Mother, if you do not have your careful guidance, I am afraid that there is no daughter today's lively and cheerful; if you do not have your careful care, there is no daughter today's healthy growth; if I am the fragile grass, you are the sunshine of spring.
Who says that the heart of grass is the sunshine of spring?
Who says the grass is kind5
Dear Grandma:
Hello!
Mom and Dad, in order for me to receive a better education, took me from my home in Qianshan to Hefei, where they work, to go to school. I've been away from home for more than a month, and when I think of my grandmother and grandfather left at home without anyone to take care of them, I can't stop the tears from flowing down my face.
I remember that in the past, every time after school, my grandmother was always on time to cook a good meal, but I always do not cherish, almost every time in my complaint, grandmother's cajoling voice in the end of each meal. Grandma would always say, "Eat half a bowl and two more bites," and kept shoving it into my mouth. Now that I'm away from home, Grandma is always afraid that I won't get enough to eat and starve my body, and every time she calls, she urges my mom to give me a good meal. In fact, I am so old, how could I not take care of myself! Thank you for your concern, Grandma, I will experience every meal you make, I will let you watch me devour every bite happily.
Grandma is 69 years old and often forgets things, but she can't forget her concern for me. The winter has not yet arrived, Grandma will be early for me to prepare a good cotton clothes, every time to catch the market, always forget to buy me some of my favorite snacks. I have never asked my grandmother for anything fashionable, but when she sees other people wearing designer labels she will also buy me a designer label. You know, this money is not so easy to earn. Every time I see my grandmother busy in the hot sun at noon, I'm afraid that she is exhausted, but she said that my eldest grandson is so understanding that she smiles happily in her dreams. Grandma, for more than ten years you have been taking care of me with great care, I will always remember your kindness. I will never be able to repay you enough, just as the grass cannot repay the sun enough. But I still want to say to you: "Thank you, my dear grandmother! I think of you every day! I'll go back to be with you on summer vacation!"
I wish grandma and grandpa good health! I'm happy every day!
Your grandson: Zhu Xujie
20xx, 2, 24
Who says that the heart of grass 6
When we grow up day by day, our parents get older day by day, and they use their blood to raise us to adulthood, and grateful to our parents are also grateful to ourselves, and our parents' today is our own tomorrow.
I remember, once, I had a high fever, my head was very hot, my father said anxiously, "What to do, send or not send to the hospital?" Mom replied, "It should not be necessary, ask Lynn!" Dad turned his head to me, "Lynn, what do you want to do?" I touched my burning forehead and said, "It's raining outside, so let's not go to the hospital, let's just use ice to cool down the temperature at home." Mom hurriedly opened the refrigerator and said anxiously, "There's no more ice and no more sorbet, what should we do? How about I go out and buy it?" "That's fine, go and come back quickly, and also, put on an umbrella and pay attention to safety." After dad finished speaking, mom rushed into the rain. After a while, I heard the wolf dog growling outside the door, and I curiously looked towards the door. Suddenly, a silhouette ran in, I fixed my eyes to see is mom, mom came up for air and said: "Outside the door ...... that wolf dog is too fierce ....... I used the umbrella against ...... it did not let it in!" Mom was shocked, the dog was really fierce, only it should be locked in a cage. I stood up with difficulty, one step. One step. One step ...... I walked slowly, finally, I came to my mother's side, and all of a sudden collapsed in her arms ...... who said inch grass heart, rewarded three spring sunshine!
Parental love is deep, but also great, on the outside it seems, just a layer of mist, but look carefully, is a lamp, take us to sail forward.
"The world says that the gods are good, only children and grandchildren can not forget". Grateful parents are also grateful to ourselves!
A windy morning, I opened my eyes, nimbly got up, washed up, put on my backpack, and casually took a bun from the dinner plate, stuffed it into my mouth, and was ready to go out to school. Suddenly, a big hand stood in front of me, blocking my way. "Son, the weather forecast says it's going to rain today, so remember to bring an umbrella! Just in case." After saying that, he took out an umbrella from behind him and forced it into my hand. "
The weather forecast is not necessarily accurate," I reached out and pushed away the hand that was handing me the umbrella to speed up the pace and ran out of the house.
"Bell ......" class is over. Just as I pack my bag ready to go home, suddenly, heard a deafening thunder, I feel bad, look up to the window. Outside, it is pouring down rain, I went to the window, stretching out his hand, cold cold rain drops in my hand, my heart is also cold half of ......
I stood in the corridor, looking at the more fierce downpour, thought: I should have known that I should listen to the mother. I'm not going to be able to get the best out of this. I sighed and sat on the steps in front of the school, hoping that the rain would stop soon. But, the sky is not in my favor.
Suddenly a pair of feet appeared in front of me, I looked up, actually is the mother! She seemed to see the surprise and doubt in my eyes. Said: "You're OK, I knew you didn't bring an umbrella to give the rain, I've asked for leave, go home with me." Hearing these words, my nose was sore, directly stood up and hugged my mother, smelling her familiar smell, tears rushed out ......
Who said inch grass heart 8"Loving mother in the hands of the line, the wandering son on the clothes. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it back late. Who says an inch of grass is heartful, and repays the three spring suns." We recited this poem in the classroom to praise the great mother, which reminded me of another moving moment.
At that time, we were in the language class, we are listening to the teacher seriously, the teacher suddenly stopped, looking ahead. The students looked toward the direction of the teacher, only to see Jiang Zhenlong students are fiddling with a phone card. When the teacher saw that he didn't respond, he called out, "Jiang Zhenlong!" Jiang Zhenlong hurriedly hid the phone card in his locker. The teacher asked, "What's that? Bring him here!" Mr. Jiang Zhenlong sat still in his seat. The teacher said, "Will you bring it or not? If not, I'll come and get it!" But he still didn't move. The teacher went to him and took away his phone card, and he suddenly said to the teacher, "Teacher, give it back to me, okay?" His classmates were amazed that he had the nerve to do this when it was obvious that he was wrong. He saw the teacher continue on and said to the teacher, "Teacher, please, I won't play in class, please." At this point, the "men have tears" he actually cried out: "Teacher, please, mom traveled to a faraway place, this morning when she left, left the phone card to me. Without a phone card ...... it would be difficult for me to ..... get in touch with mom ...... mom ......!" By this time, his voice was breaking. The teacher stopped and returned the phone card to Jiang Zhenlong, the teacher's eyes a little damp.
I froze, moved by this "grass heart", I think the teacher was also touched.
Today is the "March 8" Women's Day, they say that the daughter is the mother's little coat, I'm this little coat for the mother to do what? I'd like to help my mom wash her feet.
As soon as my mom got off work, I greeted her with a quick step: "Mom, happy holidays! Let me wash your feet once!" Mom heard, smiled and nodded. I helped my mom to bring the stool, poured boiling water into the basin, and added some cool water to it, so that the water became lukewarm.
I took off my mom's socks, and suddenly noticed her feet, which were the first time I had ever looked at them so closely. They were covered with wrinkles and calluses, and some of the skin had buckled. The nails on the feet were thick and hard, and some of them had pierced deep into the skin. Is this mom's foot? I couldn't help but touch them, brown and hard, I forced back the tears in my eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "Mom, how come?" Mom looked at me and replied indifferently, "It's nothing, it's just that I didn't protect my feet when I gave birth to you." Seeing my face distressed, mom also did not forget to emphasize a sentence: "It does not hurt at all."
Listening to this, my heart is like a bottle of five flavors, looking at my mother's feet, I thought: before I gave birth to me, my mother's feet should be the same as mine, fine skin and tender flesh. But after giving birth to me, she didn't listen to the doctor in order to take care of me, and her monthly period wasn't done properly. Thinking about this, the tears that had just disappeared came out again. I carefully scrubbed my mother's feet, at this moment, how I hope that my mother's feet can return to the former look ah!
"Who says grass is good, but it's good to be good." Mom, I will definitely repay you when I grow up, but for now, I want to say to you, "Mom, I love you!"
The old saying goes: "The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind is not; the child wants to raise, but the parents do not wait." Yes, friends, do not wait until we "want to raise, but the parents do not wait for" when it is too late to regret, so that they have left their own regrets.
"Drops -" the ward grandmother's electrocardiogram has been a straight line, the ear constantly came to the relatives of the sobbing sound. At that moment, I knew that my dear grandmother had left me forever. My mind was in chaos, as if I had fallen into an abyss of ten thousand feet, and in the darkness the moments I had spent with my grandmother surfaced one by one ......
"I said I won't eat it, why did you bring it here!" Grandma again as usual, the cooked things served in front of me, and I, in a good mood to eat, and did not say thank you; mood is not good, then angry at Grandma. Now I think, I really want to give myself two big mouths, so that I can wake up.
The weather turned cold, I still wear a skirt ready to go out, Grandma stopped me, let me change clothes, I do not come from, but also top a few sentences, Grandma hit me in a fit of anger, I'm more angry, but I suddenly saw her red eyes, remembering the previous brute force of arbitrariness, the feeling of guilt arises. I saw my grandmother turn around and wipe her tears, and then got up and took a coat for me to put on, and urged me to "pay attention to safety, come back early".
Grandma's love, everywhere, like the air, diffuse in my surroundings, so, once. I smacked her nagging, smacked her to keep up with the times, smacked her slow action ...... when I regretted that I wanted to do filial piety, but the warmth of my grandmother has slowly faded.
We always leave the enthusiasm and patience to friends, but the indifference and boredom dumped to relatives. Friends, "all good filial piety first", from now on to take action, do not wait for the "pro not wait" when it is too late to regret!
The ancients said: "Who said that the heart of the grass, the report of the three spring glory." And who really knows the meaning of it? How can we be grateful? How can we be grateful? The old saying goes: "The grace of a drop of water, when the spring to return." Receiving a little favor should always remember, we have to do grateful people, do not do ungrateful people, to learn to be grateful to first learn to sympathize with the difficulties of others, know how to care for others.
This is a true story that happened around us. A little boy named Li Xiao's father died young, his mother is always sick, can not do anything independently, Li Xiao Ji to go to school and take care of his mother's body, after school home to their mother and son to cook.
Is his behavior not a sign of gratitude? If he had not been able to sympathize and care for his mother's physical condition, would he have felt too tired and bitter? We are all ordered by our parents, who gave us life, do we not have a conscience? In the parents of the moment of crisis, do not miss the love of mother and son turned away, so we face goodbye parents?
We have to learn to be grateful, the ancients have Dong Yong sold his body to bury his father, and now there is Li Xiao Jing filial piety, is not this gratitude? We have to learn to be grateful. People who know how to be thankful are always so broad-minded and do not care about trivial matters, people who know how to be thankful are always so good to get along with, always and other people to go especially close; people who know how to be thankful are always so enthusiastic, so that people can not resist the care that he brought to others.
Learning to be grateful, you learn to communicate with others; learning to be grateful, you learn to sympathize with others' difficulties; learning to be grateful.
You learn to care for others. Gratitude can enhance the value of your life, can make you experience happiness in others, can help you grow up healthy!
The angel's wings were broken and fell to earth, becoming our sorrow; the goodness of the backpack thrown, came to the world, became Satan's magic wand. Love is like pi, infinitely non-circular.
When I was a child -
I don't know what love is, I just know that I'm tired of having you on my back, and wherever I go, you follow me like a shadow. Every birthday is so perfectly organized by you, delicious meals, exquisite gifts. Every time you go out, you are dressed up like a fairy, with your washed white jeans contrasting my dancing dress more beautiful. I vaguely remember, the first time I wrote about you in my essay, you were ecstatic and excited to read it several times word for word.
Growing up -
The first time I talked back to you, I saw the dissatisfaction in your eyes, but you still calmly talk to me, reasoning, but I think you are too nagging, and then in the diary to use the English to count down a few sentences. The first time I made a mistake, I heard your voice trembling, saw your eyelashes overwhelmed, slightly drooped, tears down your cheeks, line after line down the ground. I began to panic, began to regret, that instinctive reaction made my heart ache, I wiped away your tears and said, "Mom, I'm sorry." You smiled calmly and hard.
And now--
As I approached the midterm exams, I studied until late every day. At the desk, I was studying, under the lamp, you were reading the newspaper, you never talked to me, I knew you were afraid of disturbing me. Sometimes I would tell you some anecdotes about school, and you listened patiently every time. Every day at noon, you cook for me in different ways to give me nutrition. I feel the selfless love from you as a careful mother.
When the years of crow's feet y carved in the face, when the rough hand is full of the vicissitudes of the world, when the strong emotion can no longer support tomorrow's sun. Mom, who said the grass heart, to get three spring sunshine! I will use this small heart full of gratitude to return you, love you!
There is a kind of feelings, always surrounded by you, so that you ignore her great; there is a kind of feelings, always care for you, so that you numb her thick; there is a kind of feelings, has been supporting you, so that you do not feel her precious ......
Perhaps, a friend's Perhaps, the friend's warmth will make us touched; perhaps, the stranger's lost road will make us grateful; perhaps, the teacher's love of concern will make us feel honored.
Then, always caring for our mother, we are touched by it, grateful, thank you?
In the morning, when the mother to the hot breakfast, on time in front of us, perhaps we have not thanked; late at night, when the mother in the light for us to check the homework, perhaps we have not been touched by this.
Every day, we are from the mother's meticulous care, get up ready for breakfast, after school carefully with the dinner, sleep warm nest ...... However, these seemingly ordinary chores, the usual things, who we really appreciate this ordinary behind the hard work?
When you are 1 year old, she fed you milk to give you a bath, and you cried all night; when 3 years old, she meticulously for you to do the dishes, and you threw a handful of her dishes to the ground; when you are 4 years old, she bought you a beautiful new clothes, and you wear it to the mud puddle to play; when the age of 5 years old, she gave you to buy the watercolor pencils, and you painted a wall full of abstract paintings; when you are 7 years old, she bought you a balloon, and you can see that it is a very good idea to buy it, but the watercolors, and you can see that you can see that you can see it. When you are 7 years old, she bought you the ball, and you used the ball to break the door of the neighbor's house ...... All this, have you ever thought of her behind the pain?
Who said that the grass heart, rewarded three spring sunshine. Even the grass knows to use their own piece of heart to repay the glory of spring, what reason do we have to cold shoulder her?
Dear Mom:
Hello!
Whenever I hear the song "Only a good mother in the world", I think of you.
One night, I was as hot as if I had been roasting in the fire all day! You saw me sweating profusely, but it was at my grandparents' house and there was no electric fan, so you had to fan me manually. I was blown awake by my mother's wind, and found that you were soaked to the skin, not water, not sweat, but your love for me. So I took your fan and fanned you, and you said, "What are you doing? You are my son, it is right to fan my son, you don't have to fan me!" I said, "Yes, it is right for a mother to fan her son, but isn't it right for a son to fan his mother?" You have nothing to say.
You not only care about my life, but also my body.
A cold winter, I did not cover the quilt, sick, you found me sick, immediately took me to the hospital. When I came to the hospital, you anxiously asked, "Who is the best doctor here?" After finding a good doctor, you asked the doctor to use the best medicine, hoping that I would get well soon. The doctor said, "Your child has a high fever." You said anxiously, "Can that be cured?" The doctor says, "Don't worry, it can definitely be cured!" That's when mom was relieved.
Ah! Fat tough, you love me so much, I must study well, to repay you!
I wish you good health
Who said the grass heart 15Dear mom:
Hello!
I want to say to you, "Mom you worked hard!"
I remember when we were in third grade we just learned to recognize the conversion of the yuan, somehow, my brain just can't turn, can't convert yuan, money, cents, that day's math homework I muddled through. When my mother came home from work to check my homework, I saw that your expression was very serious, and I thought to myself that I was finished and would be criticized. At once my heart began to hair, trembling to look at you, you did not say a word to me ...... Finally, you raised your head. Surprisingly, you did not reprimand me, but slowly turned around and kindly said to me: "Today your listening quality is not high ah! You didn't ask your teacher after class, and you didn't ask your mom when you got home, why?" I lowered my head and stammered. At this time, my mother said to me, "From these wrong questions, you can see that you do not understand the conversion relationship between the dollar, the angle, the minute, mom to help you, we use the coins in your piggy bank to make a game, make a game, okay?" Seeing that my mom didn't blame me, but instead made a game with me, all the feelings of shock and trepidation that I had just felt were all thrown out of the sky at once. I excitedly said, "Great, great!" So I couldn't wait to urge my mom to hurry up. We took out some of the coins poured on the bed, began to do the game, I do the game while you ask your mother questions, so you ask me a question and I answer, I do not know that day in the math class did not understand the knowledge, through the relaxing and enjoyable game solved.
You're great, let me learn more effective learning methods, experience the fun of pleasant learning. That day, my mom's approach gave me great encouragement. I believe that in the future, with my mom's company, my learning will certainly be more and more progress day by day!