(1) The story of my mother and I Fan essay
Mother, how the world's sons and daughters admire the word; mother's love, how like nursing our growth of the quiet harbor.
Mother's love is pure; mother's love is selfless; mother's love is great; mother's love is only know how to give and do not seek return.
Mother's love is like the warm wind of spring, blowing your heart; mother's love is like a gentle rain, gently patting your face, moisturizing your heart; mother's love is like a winter stove, to you in the winter to create a warm hearted sunshine.
The sons and daughters of the world, looking at the gray sideburns of the mother, which one is not very bitter?
The love given to me by my mother is real, simple, strict, and sometimes a little poetic.
In a trance, my mind went back to my childhood. I saw a busy figure, that is, my mother is working hard; I saw a tired figure, that is, my mother is knitting cold clothes for me; I saw a happy figure, that is, my mother is happy for my learning progress.
Looking back carefully, in my life, which day is less the figure of my mother? Whenever I cry, my mother comforts me; whenever I feel like a weak and helpless bird, my mother opens her wide arms and gives me warmth and love.
Once we had an injection in school, and as a result I got bloodsick. At that time it was at noon, my mother heard, without saying a word, even the noon meal did not eat hurriedly rushed to the school, back me to find a doctor, and then my mother took leave to accompany me in the hospital. At that time, I saw my mom was very sad, for some reason, I also feel a touch of heartache.
There was another time, I bought a big watermelon with my mom and dad. When I got home, I hadn't eaten it yet, and my mouth was watering. Mom cut the melon, first gave me a piece of melon seeds less, melon meat sweet piece. She ate the one with more seeds and not so sweet flesh.
But a mother's love can sometimes be harsh. I have always had the bad habit of carelessness. Once, I accidentally lost my clothes after physical education class at school. When I got home, my mother criticized me severely. But I know that my mom was actually very heartbroken, and she didn't want to scold her son, but it was the only way to motivate me to change my carelessness.
Mother's love is the greatest kind of love inside. Children are mother with their own love watering flowers and plants, children's growth can not be separated from the mother's every drop of love. Mother, a lifetime of children escort, silent in the children behind the children for children to guide the direction.
The mother's love for us is something we can repay? As the "Youzi Yin" said: "Who said inch grass heart, to get three spring sunshine."
(2) I and my mother's short story about 20 words
I have always felt that my mother is quite nagging, I also know that it is for my good, care about me, mother's love is the world's most selfless love, but when my mother's words open, clichéd, I still can not help but secretly frowned, God, if my mother is not to repeat all day and then repeated the same thing, then my mother is the most kind and loving and the greatest mother in the world! I'm sure she's the kindest, most loving, greatest mother in the world! But that day, mom's words, but y touched me.
That was a Sunday, I rightfully stayed in bed to sleep, a rare day off ah, this sleep to eleven o'clock in the afternoon, in fact, I woke up, and know that the up, but I was waiting, waiting for my mother to call me to get up, which has formed a habit. As expected, my mom's loud voice came from the kitchen: "XX, get up, rice is ready, eat before going to bed". This is my mother, burned a good meal, called her baby daughter to get up, but also said to eat before going to bed, on this ordinary words, I was y touched by it, how can a mother so kind and so great, I suddenly found myself really too ungrateful, so reliant on my mother, my mother so selfless, I actually think that my mother nagging. At this moment, I y realized that my mother is the greatest mother under the sky, I even developed an idea, if one day there is a need, I can even block in front of my mother, for my mother to die. Snot and tears flowed a big, hairy rushed into the kitchen, mom saw a shock, I embraced my mother and kissed her, said: "Mom, you are the best mother in the world, I will be good filial piety to you". Yes, although this is the only thing I can do, but in the future I will be an obedient daughter, be a diligent and considerate daughter of filial piety, because I have the best mom in the world.
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(3) What happened between my mother and I (about love) 400 words
If mother's love is compared to a blooming lily, which exudes its fascinating fragrance in every corner, then father's love is a jasmine, which silently spits out its refreshing fragrance in some corner! Always only praise the greatness of the mother's love, but who knows the father's love of subtlety! The word father's love is so ordinary, but this love is so extraordinary. A jasmine plant may not let a person refreshing aroma, but it will always let you feel fresh, feel elegant, father's love is like this, like jasmine quietly open. No matter where you are, your father's loving eyes will be with you for the rest of your life. I will soon be promoted to junior high school, the heavier coursework, single completion of homework will be delayed until the quasi-point to do, nine, ten o'clock to complete the homework, to which my father often complained that I do not seize the time. I am very accustomed to complete the homework with this, a write write, too late, actually ambushed on the table. My father woke me up and criticized me severely, "How can you do this? I don't believe you still have the spirit to listen to the lecture tomorrow. Usually do not seize the time to the evening only to use what is the use! How many times have I told you, but you just won't listen!" After saying that, did not sympathize with me at all, and gave me a slap out of my room and slammed the door with a good sound. I immediately turned off the lights, lying on the bed. In my heart, I felt a great deal of aggression, thinking, "Other people can not finish their homework, what's wrong with me doing this? It's just a bit of procrastination, is it wrong? Can you blame me?" The slap made my eyes tear up like boiling water, and I always felt that my father was too unkind. My father no longer spoke to me, and I ignored him, and sometimes used a hostile look. I was so heartbroken by this, it was unbearable. I rehashed those words in my memory every day, always thinking I was right. One day, I found a piece of paper on my writing desk that read as follows: "Son, I don't mean to hit you, I'm just being hard on you. Other children finish their homework early, still playing downstairs, you learn every day like this, how can your body hold up, Dad how much I hope you can seize every minute and second to learn, do not let the time pass quickly, but you can not just see that time every night ah. Love, Father I saw that note clearly had traces of wiped away tears on it, and I was a little shaken of my will. I wrote a reply; Dad, I don't mean to be angry with you, it was wrong of me to treat you that way. But you have to understand me. Other kids finish their homework in a hurry and then go out to play, I can't. I know that my father's heart is in the right place. My son, I was in tears and my heart was flooded with great remorse. I stuffed the letter into my father's shirt pocket. At this moment, I finally realized the greatness of a father's love. I really wanted to say to my father, "Dad, I was wrong!" Two letters later, my father and I met but didn't know what to say. He said to me, "Eat!" I distinctly heard me agree, "Uh-huh!" He left me another note: Son, Dad believes in you, you pursue towards your goal, Dad does not demand that you have to be how, as long as you think it is right, you go for it! I have y felt my father's love for me and his intention for me. In the love of the inspiration, I must study hard, beautiful "fight" in the good this war, to repay the love of my father.
(4) about mother's love story (super touching)
1, "Mother's Last Children's Day"
A young mother was lying on her deathbed due to leukemia, and her body and mind became more and more exhausted. Understanding that her days were numbered, she tried desperately to knit a sweater for her daughter when the doctors and nurses weren't looking. Sweater knitting finished hidden under the pillow, people have since entered a semi-comatose state, after she vaguely heard the nurses talking, understand that I do not 3 days will be away from their loved ones, the heart is also very calm.
The next day suddenly heard the sound of drums and music outside the ward, asked her husband to guard the bed, he had to tell her that in two days is the "June 1" Children's Day, the students are practicing singing.
The young mother gritted her teeth and said: "I have to live through Children's Day, I can not die on June 1st. Otherwise, every Children's Day, can my daughter be happy when she remembers that she lost her mother on this day?"
Sure enough, this young mother and then half-consciousness state with the Grim Reaper around, and from time to time slightly open his eyes to ask, what time is it? Finally insisted on June 2, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, I have to say goodbye to you." After saying this, pointing to the pillow under, with a smile and go.
2, "Sacrifice of Love"
A poacher found a herd of Tibetan antelope in the mountains, just as he opened ready to shoot, the flock found the danger, and soon wanted to flee far away. The hunter raised his gun and chased after them, with the strongest antelope running ahead, leaving the smaller ones behind. Chase to a canyon, the rest of the antelope have jumped over, leaving behind a pair of mother and child.
The poachers soon caught up with the mother and child, who were left behind. The Tibetan antelope's jumping potential is very strong, and when the speed is fast, it can strip several feet away. The young antelope, which is not yet fully grown, can't jump that far. Obviously in this dangerous situation, it is either to fall into the deep valley and fall into pieces, or fall into the hands of poachers, and the mother antelope enough to jump across the canyon to escape.
The poachers followed, and when they reached the end of the canyon, both mother and child jumped at the same time, but at the moment of jumping, the mother slowed down, and used almost as much force as the baby antelope.
The mother fell in mid-air before the baby antelope, and the baby antelope stepped firmly on the mother's back, and used the second as a pivot point for the second jump, and successfully escaped to the opposite side of the canyon, while its mother was not able to jump a second time, and fell to the valley as a deep fall died.
This scene shocked the poacher, he fell to his knees, and with tears in his eyes, he still the sinful gun to the valley.
3. Tangshan Earthquake
A young mother is knitting a sweater in her cozy home while gently rattling the cradle with her foot, and the child in the cradle is sweetly asleep. Suddenly an earthquake struck, and the mother and child fell together into the rubble and darkness, but fortunately, both mother and child were not injured. The mother held her child tightly in her arms and waited for help for a day.
The child ate the last two drops of milk from his mother's breasts, and his cries faded. If you don't get rescued, the child will die of thirst before the mother to go in despair and the mother's two hands picking, trying to get food from the reinforced concrete. Suddenly, her hand touched the knitting needles, a burst of ecstasy, the child is saved.
A week later, the mother and child finally saw the light of day, the child is safe and sound, but the mother closed her eyes forever, very pale. People were surprised to find that the mother had a small hole in each finger, and the child survived by sucking his mother's blood.
4, "This is a mother's love"
One day, a mother with a baby in her arms was trapped under a collapsed building, and day by day, the ambulance team did not find them. When the baby was dying of hunger, the mother cut her vein with a stone and let the blood drip into the baby's mouth. When they were finally found, the mother was dead, and the baby's loud cry celebrated the greatness of a mother's love.
Yes, mother's love is great. And then the support of this mother's love, the mother is rich in extraordinary toughness and extraordinary sacrifice spirit and will, is the human beings to reproduce, progress, pure power. However, children often forget this simple truth and wake up only after they become parents. By then, it is too late.
On a tour of Turkey, the bus passed by the place where **1999** was, and the tour guide took the opportunity to tell a touching but also sad story, which happened the day after the earthquake, after the earthquake, many houses collapsed, and rescue workers from various countries kept searching for possible survivors.
Two days later, they saw an unbelievable scene in the cracks of a mother, with her hands on the ground, her back on the top of the unknown weight of the stones, as soon as she saw the rescuers will desperately cry: "Hurry up to save my daughter, I've been holding out for two days, I can't hold out any longer," her seven-year-old daughter, to save the safe space in which she used her hands to hold out.
Save your daughter's life.
Rescue workers were shocked and struggled to move the rocks above and around them, expecting to rescue the mother and daughter as soon as possible, but the rocks were so many and so heavy that they couldn't get to them fast enough. The media came here to take pictures, rescue personnel while crying, while digging, hard mother side of the bitter wait.
Through the television and newspapers, Turks were saddened by the news. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The rescue went on from ** until late at night, when a tall rescuer caught the youngest daughter and pulled her out, but she was already dead.
The mother anxiously asked, "Is my daughter alive?" The rescuer finally couldn't take it anymore and cried, "Yes, she's still alive, and we're going to send him to the hospital for emergency treatment right now, and then we're going to send you there too!" He understood.
If the mother had heard that her daughter was dead, she would have lost the will to live and let go and let the earth and rocks crush her ego, so she lied to her. The mother smiled tiredly, and then she too was rescued and taken to the hospital, her hands for a time too stiff to bend.
The next day, a Turkish newspaper headlined "This is mother's love" with a picture of her hands on the ground.
The burly tour guide said: "I am not an emotional person, but when I read this, I cried. I will tell this story every time I pass by here in the future with a tour group." In fact, not only did he cry, but we, too, cried on the bus.
5, "rag picker's mother"
One day at noon, a rag picker, a woman, to pick up the rags to the scrap yard to sell, riding a tricycle back to go through a deserted alley, from the corner of the alley, out of the fierce out of a gangster to. The gangster had a knife in his hand, and he pressed it against the woman's chest and fiercely ordered her to hand over all the money she had on her body.
The woman was stunned and stood there motionless. The gangster then began to search, he searched from the woman's coat pocket to find a plastic bag, plastic bag wrapped in a pile of bills. The robber took the pile of bills, turned around and left. At this time, the woman reacted, immediately pounced on the front, hand grabbed the plastic bag.
The robbers used a knife on the woman, gesturing to stab her, threatening her to let go. But the woman's hands tightly clutched the bag of money, dead not let go. The woman's side of the dead protect the bag, one side of the desperation to call for help, call for help alarmed the residents of the alley, people rushed to the sound, and the joint efforts to catch the criminals.
The crowd escorted the thugs assisted women into the nearby police station, a police received them. When interrogated, the robber confessed to the robbery. And the woman stood there shivering, face cold sweat. The police comforted her: "You don't have to be afraid." The woman replied: "I'm in pain, my fingers were broken by him."
Said raised his right hand, people realized that her right hand index finger drooped limply. Rather than fingers were broken also do not let go of the bag of money, visible that the number and weight of the bag of money. The police will open the plastic bag wrapped with banknotes, at that moment, the people present were stunned, the bag total **** only 8 dollars and 50 cents, all 10 and 20 cents of change. For 8 yuan 50 cents,
A broken finger, a criminal, it is really not worth it. The town was in an uproar.
The police were perplexed, what is the power to support the woman, so that she can break her finger in the pain still do not put down this area of 8 dollars and 50 cents it? He decided to find out. So, after the woman was sent to the hospital for treatment, he trailed behind the woman in order to find the answer to the question but surprisingly.
Soon after the woman walked out of the hospital door, she picked up fruit at a fruit stand, and picked so carefully. She bought a pear, an apple, an orange, a banana, a section of sugar cane, a strawberry, and whatever fruit was available at the fruit stand, she picked one of each until she had spent every penny of her 8.5 yuan.
The police opened their mouths in surprise. Is it not at the expense of a finger to keep the 8 dollars and 50 cents, but to buy a little fruit to taste. The woman brought a bag of fruit, straight out of the city, to the outskirts of the cemetery. The police found that the women walked to a secluded place where there was a new grave.
The woman stood in front of the new grave for a long time, and there seemed to be a smile of relief on her face. Then she leaned her bag against the tombstone and muttered, "Son, mom is sorry. Mom was incapable of curing your illness, and let you leave this world early when you were just 13 years old. I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm a good person.
When you were dying, mom asked you what your biggest wish was, and you said: I've never eaten a good fruit, if I can eat a good fruit that's how good ah. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm talking about and what I'm talking about.
However, the child to yesterday, mom will finally for you to cure the debt borrowed are paid off. Mom earned another 8.5 yuan this day, children, mom was able to buy fruit, you see, there are oranges, pears, apples, and bananas are good. All are mom spend money to buy you intact fruit, not rotten at all, mom one by one carefully picked over, you eat it, child, you taste it"
(5) Write in a paragraph about me and my mother
My mother gave me life, in my growing up, there is a thing are impressive to me. Days and nights, back I was in my room reading and answering, my mom came over to help me check my homework. Suddenly, my mom yelled at me, "What's wrong with you?You got 3 out of 6 questions wrong! It's outrageous!" It turned out to be that my mom found that I had too many questions wrong and was furious. Mom finished well, but also picked up a pencil and knocked me hard on the head. I was indignant and said, "It's only 3 wrong questions! Do you need to scold me like that, and hit me so hard and severely?" Mom was already angry, and seeing me like this added fuel to the fire and made things worse. Angry mom yelled at me again, "You still dare to talk back ......" and picked up a small stick next to me and hit me, until I wowed in pain, mom stopped hitting me. So I wrote a paper full of sadness, then tore the composition, the pieces of paper thrown all over the place, climbed into bed and cried, at this time, the mother pushed the door into the door, see the ground in a mess of broken pieces of paper, a word did not say, just crouch down to pick up one by one, and then neatly folded together and put it into the drawer. Then sat down and calmly reasoned with me, I also slowly calmed down, think I did do too wrong. I gently got up from the bed, walked to my mom and said to her, "Good mom, I will never do that again, please forgive me, I?" Mom said to me in a soft tone, "Okay. Mom just wanted to tell you that mom is doing it for your own good."
This is something I worked hard to write
(6) Stories of Parents Loving Their Children
5:The Hundredth Guest
After the midday rush hour had passed, the guests of the originally crowded snack bar had dispersed, and the owner was about to take a breath and flick through the newspaper
when someone walked in. It was a grandmother and a little boy.
"How much does a bowl of beef soup with rice cost?" The grandmother sat down, took out her money bag, counted the money, and ordered a bowl of soup and rice, hot and
steaming. Grandma pushed the bowl in front of her grandson, and the boy swallowed hard and looked at his grandmother and said,
"Grandma, did you really eat lunch?" "Of course." Grandma chewed slowly on a piece of radish pickle.
In a blink of an eye, the boy devoured his bowl of rice.
Seeing this, the owner walked up to the two men and said, "Congratulations, old lady, you're in luck today, you're our hundredth customer, so it's free.
One day, more than a month later, the boy squatted across the street from the snack bar like
he was counting something, which made the owner, who was inadvertently looking out of the window, startled.
It turns out that every time he sees a customer walk into the store, he puts a small stone into the circle he drew, but the lunch hour
is almost over, and the small stone is not even fifty.
The anxious owner calls all his regular customers: "Busy? Nothing, I want you to come and have a bowl of soup and rice
, it's my treat today". After calling many people like this, customers began to arrive one by one. "Eighty-one,
Eighty-two, eighty-three ...... " The little boy was counting faster and faster. Finally when the ninety-ninth small stone was put into the circle of ?
At that moment, the little boy hurriedly pulled his grandmother's hand into the snack bar.
"Grandma, this time it's my treat."
The boy said, "I'm treating you this time, Grandma. The grandmother, who had truly become the hundredth customer
, let her grandson treat her to a steaming bowl of beef soup and rice. And the boy took a piece of radish kimchi and chewed it in his mouth
just like his grandmother had done before.
"Send a bowl to the boy too." The boss's wife said, impatiently.
"The boy is learning that he will be full even if he doesn't eat!" the owner replied. The boss replied.
The grandmother, who had eaten her food with great relish, asked her grandson, "Do you want to keep some for yourself?"
Unexpectedly, the little boy patted his little stomach and said to his grandmother, "No, I'm very full, grandma, you see ......."
(7) love mother story
I love my mother
We all know that mother's love is the world's greatest and most selfless love, which has the value of anything can not be replaced. I have a good mother, her kind eyes and noble heart gave me a deep love, like the spring rain watering me to grow, like the cold winter sunshine warmth of the warmth of our tender hearts ------ mom with the most selfless love for me to hold up a clear sky, mom with the dexterity of the hands to help me weave a beautiful dream, the future.
Mom is like a pearly dew, I'm like a little grass in the sunshine and rain; Mom is like a vast sea, I'm like a small animal at the bottom of the sea; Mom is like a babbling brook, I'm like a happy little fish; Mom is like a leafy tree, I'm like a little leaf that just spit out a bud; Mom is like an umbrella to protect from the wind and the rain, I'm like a little girl standing under the umbrella. ----- -In short, mom gave me life, gave me love, gave me strength, for me to do too much!
Speaking of which, I can't help but think of a poem by Meng Jiao that celebrates a mother's love, called "Yuzi Yin".
The Song of the Swimming Child
The thread in the hands of a loving mother,
the clothes on the body of the swimming child.
The thread in the hands of a loving mother,
and the clothes on the body of a wandering son.
Who says the grass has a heart of gold,
but the sunshine of three springs.
A mother's hands are constantly flying to make a coat for her son who has traveled far. The mother's hands are constantly sewing, making a coat for her son who is far away from home. How can a child, like a grass by the roadside, repay the warmth of the spring sunshine? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Whenever I look back at this precious love again, I tend to feel that the mother's love is from the life of a little bit of outflow!
I love my mom
Mom, I want to say to you, "I love you, thank you!" Because it is you from the beginning of my understanding, I want to educate me to be bright, have others in mind, but also you from the beginning of my memory, tell me how to do is to do wrong, how to do is to do right, teach me to recognize right and wrong. All this makes my mind healthy growth
(8) about my mother care about my small fragments
I remember once I had a high fever, can be anxious mother, in the middle of the night cycling to take me to the village hospital to cure, due to the return to the countryside at night no one answered on duty, the mother rode a bicycle to take me to the hospital to split together, the wind is very big, is the mother inch by inch, the teacher Zou to the minute, and finally arrived at the hospital, the mother rushed back to the hospital, and then I was taken to the hospital. Mother rushed to carry me to the hospital bed, the doctor gave me two injections, ate the medicine oooh change ming hoo hoo sleep, get up in the morning to see the mother's face covered with blood, a motionless.
(9) Parental love story
Parental love story has the following two:
Story one: summer vacation one year, she slept at home almost every day until noon, nothing to do, get up to eat a meal, basically at night but not twelve o'clock absolutely will not sleep. My mother always said that her habits are not very good, have to change, but said, she never listen, and often with my mother quarrel: "Oh, you care so much for what ah?"
The mother was furious: "Why don't you go back to school when you're hanging around at home every day?" The afternoon of the first day of school, her mother was in the kitchen to make dumplings and asked her to help roll out the dumpling skin, and she later realized that her mother just wanted to take the opportunity to talk to her for a while. The mother wrapped the dumplings suddenly red eyes: "I haven't hated you enough, why do you have to go ......". She was in tears.
Story 2: On the night of New Year's Eve, he was working in the field because he had to be on duty and didn't go home to celebrate New Year's Eve. Although it has been said in advance with the parents, but the father is still a person braving the bone-chilling cold wind at the station has been waiting, the mother asked him to go back, but the father said with a serious face: "In case the child is lying to us, in case he came back at night." Later, when his mother told him about this matter, his heart was like being hit hard by a hammer, and from then on, he decided to go home to spend the New Year with his parents no matter how busy he was.