Thanks for mom's excellent composition 1 It's still as black as gold in the cold winter morning. I don't want to, but I still get dressed slowly after you repeatedly wake me up. After breakfast, I washed and rushed downstairs. In a hurry, I heard the voice of "Be careful on the road" behind me and walked to school. Mom, you are a hardworking mother.
When I was in kindergarten, you washed my beautiful clothes, and you bought me colorful candy bars and put them in your pocket. Whenever you perform a program, you will sit in the audience, applaud me and take pictures of me, although you will forget the next move when you sing. Mom, under your care, my childhood was wonderful. I was a naughty boy. Mom, you are a careful mother.
In the second grade of primary school, mathematics has become a headache because of its fun. When I picked up the math paper I just passed and went home, you raised your hand angrily and put it down gently. From that day on, you gave up all your work and sat at my desk every night to teach me math problems. You check patiently. Sometimes, I will go to school and ask the teacher about my recent performance and study. You were always happy the summer when I was promoted to the third grade with high marks. Mom, under your guidance, I didn't lose to others at the starting line. Mom, you are a patient mother.
After grade three, I suddenly fell in love with surfing the Internet. Every day after school, I finish my homework and go to my watch group's house. First, I turned on the computer. Until one day, the teacher called your mother and said that my grades had dropped rapidly. When you come back from school, you look calm and not angry at all. I mentioned surfing the Internet carefully, and you said, "The grades are yours. If you don't want your grades to be too embarrassing, you know what to do. " Gradually, I stopped surfing the internet, and my mother's grades were better. After the summer vacation, my parents took me to Tai 'an to play. I said, "I must go to school here when I grow up." You smile, and your eyes are full of my trust. Mom, you are a tolerant mother.
Primary school is not only a learning experience, but also the most important course in the process of growing up. I believe that this road will be a happy one. Mom, you gave me the greatest support from the heart.
Mom, you will always be my good mother.
Gratitude is a very important word in life journey. As soon as I see it, a familiar face will emerge in front of my eyes. Indeed, she gave me too much. ...
This person is my mother. According to my father, I didn't like to eat when I was a child, but my poor health worried my mother. She always tries to cook me good food and give me milk every day. At that time, my family was not rich, but for me, my mother always spent a lot of money to buy me delicious food. In order to strengthen nutrition, she also bought a lot of cooking books, which are still displayed on the shelves.
However, at that time, I was not obedient at all, which broke my mother's heart. When I was five years old, I secretly played with fire when my mother wasn't looking. In the room, I put the old paper balls together and lit them with a lighter. I saw flames coming out during the friction, and the room suddenly caught fire. I froze, and my original curiosity was scared by the sudden fire. I cried loudly, and my mother, who was studying recipes, left the book and ran to me. When I opened the door, I saw that I was sitting on the ground, and there was a pile of unfinished paper smoking around me. My mother singled me out and examined me anxiously. Finding that I wasn't hurt, I took a long breath, raised a basin of water, put out the fire, cleaned them up with a broom, then dragged me to the living room and scolded me. I cried. When I grow up, my mother always laughs and has never been so fierce. I don't care what my mother says, such as "I won't let you play with fire" and "the disadvantages of playing with fire", I always don't listen, break away from her warm embrace, run into the hut, lie on the bed, let tears flow freely and wash my cheeks. I thought, "bad mother, I will never talk to you again ..."
Later, my father told me that I was very sad after my mother scolded me. I secretly hid in the quilt and cried. I feel so cruel that I have been criticizing myself. One night, she got up several times, slipped into my room to cover me with a quilt and picked up the pillow that fell to the ground. I couldn't help crying. Mom, mom, after all you have done for me, I still hate you. I regret it, I regret it. ...
Some people say that maternal love is a cup of boiled water, colorless and tasteless, but it can bring you a sweet cup when you are thirsty. In my opinion, maternal love is a cup of coffee. Although bitter, it will make you feel unusually fragrant and warm if you savor it carefully.
Mother is like a clear lake, and the smile on her face is like a ripple on the lake.
Mother, what a sweet sentence; Mother, what a beautiful word; Mom, what an ordinary and great title!
who is it? Every day when you come home from school, you cook a delicious meal and wait for you at the dinner table, but you are not willing to eat a bite; who is it? When I am sick, I don't care about anything and accompany you; who is it? When you burn the midnight oil every night, wait quietly … Who will pay so much for you? That man is mom!
Children of the world, while we are grateful, we should really think about it: what should we do for our mother? How can I face my mother with less guilt?
I think the feelings between mother and daughter are pure and beautiful, because there are no distractions between them. In our minds, mother is like a goddess of luck, an all-powerful security protector.
Mom, I love you, and your selfless love has enriched my life. I used to talk back to you at home, and I was always inconsiderate. I was wrong. At this moment, I seem to see you busy for me. So I said what I have been ashamed to say: "Mom, I love you, you have worked hard."
There are thousands of kinds of love in the world, only maternal love is the greatest; There are ordinary feelings in the world, only family ties are the most eternal. Motherly love is the home of our souls. Without a mother, our spirit will become helpless.
A greeting card, a bunch of flowers, a warm blessing ... these can't express our love and gratitude to our mother. Even if we bring the whole world, it will not be enough to repay our mother's kindness. What can be greater, more selfless and more precious than maternal love?
In this life, the only people who can make you owe too much and ask for nothing in return are your parents. Don't complain about their nagging ... be considerate, grateful and care about them!
Mom is the one who loves us the most. Mother's arms are the warmest harbor, always open to those of us who feel tired and injured. Mother's eyes always surround our figure, magnifying our every little progress. Mother has the widest mind in the world. She tolerates our shortcomings and everything.
Carnations in May have no graceful posture, no faint fragrance, only clear and faint appearance, just like their mothers. When I think of my mother, I think of the smell of her kissing and the smell of her holding us in her arms.
Today is Mother's Day. I think I 13 years old. When I grow up, I will buy a box of cakes and some carnations for my mother ... do it. I took out my pocket money, held it tightly in my hand, and took a bus to the place where the cake was sold. When I open the door, the wind chimes will sting Rinrin, and the smell of the cake will follow. After careful selection, I. I flew to the flower shop with my cake. I chose some carnations and walked out of the flower shop. Ah! The sun is so bright, the air is so fresh, the sky is so blue, and everything is so beautiful. I seem to see my mother's happy smile.
When I got home, it was already noon. I hid carnations behind me. My mother saw me holding a cake and didn't seem to know what I was doing. She looks unhappy. "Spent money again. Whose birthday is it today? What did you buy a cake for? " I will play with you and pretend it doesn't matter. "I want to buy it!" I opened the box with one hand. At this moment, my mother walked out of the door. I said, "Mom, look!" Mother muttered, "What's there to see? I will be happy if I spend money. " But I came anyway. When my mother saw the words mother's day, I realized. I took out the carnations behind me and gave them to my mother. My mother smiled, so sweet, so sweet. ...
I love my mother, and my mother loves me. We are the happiest mother and daughter in the world!
In order to express our thoughts about our mother and enrich our college life, on the special day of May 8, the General Branch of Political Science and Law organized a series of thanksgiving education activities with the theme of "May Day, Thanksgiving Mother's Day".
First of all, at 9: 00 am on May 8, Room 203, Teaching Building, Huadu Campus, three classes from the Department of Political Science and Law attended the theme class meeting. The class meeting was presided over by Qiu Weichang, a student in Class B of the Legal Department, and Sister Zhang Menghong attended as an assistant class teacher. This class meeting introduced the origin of Mother's Day and the flowers that represent the blessings to mothers, and played touching videos such as Love Life and Lunch in Heaven, which further deepened the great image of mothers and made students feel the selfless dedication of maternal love. In addition, a link was set up for students to share touching stories with their mothers on the stage. ...
At noon 1 1: 30, the love collection activity of "write down your love and warm your heart" officially began. We provide colored pencils for students to write down what they want to say to their mother and their wishes on convenient paper, and then let them personally post them on KT edition to share their love words with more students. Once this activity was launched, it received enthusiastic response from students. Soon, a big heart was posted on the KT version we made, and the theme poster was also full of students' hearts. And we give away postcards for free and sell them at the face value of 1 2 yuan, but the price is set at 1 yuan stamp (which can be sent to the province), so that students can write down what they want to say to their mother. When you want to express a thousand words in your handwriting, you will feel the value of your family more and more, which is exactly what you can't feel in the usual telephone and mobile phone communication. You know, postcards are small, but they carry every student's deep gratitude to his mother. Finally, we sent postcards in a unified way, so that a postcard of Rizo from Rizo carrying students' gratitude when they were children flew to every mother's hand, so that mothers could feel this gratitude.
I really appreciate that there is a festival like Mother's Day in the world, which gives us an opportunity to express our feelings to our mothers.
At night, a few stars in the quiet sky are blinking their big eyes jokingly, just like a few gems flashing, and the moon is emitting a faint light, as if covered with a veil, hazy and mysterious. I was lying in bed, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery in front of me, and the breeze was blowing gently, stroking me gently like my mother's warm hand and accompanying me into a sweet dream.
The soft moonlight fell on me, and I suddenly felt something gently lift me up and unconsciously brought me to a beautiful big garden. There are all kinds of flowers in the garden, which are brightly colored and graceful.
Just when I was surprised to see everything in front of me, a kind voice came from behind: "Hello, little girl." "Hello, old woman. What is this place? " "This is a hundred flowers garden. We will help the guests who come here to realize a wish. "
I can't believe my ears. I opened my eyes wide and asked curiously, "Is what you said true?" The old woman nodded her head gently. "Tomorrow is Mother's Day. I want to give my mother a room full of carnations. May I? " "Of course." The old woman smiled and said, "You are really a filial child." The old woman handed me a leaf and said that when I got home, I would just drop a drop of water on the leaf and my wish would come true. A breeze lifted me gently, and in a blink of an eye, I returned to the familiar window. I quickly dripped water on the leaves. In an instant, every corner of the room was filled with beautiful carnations, red, white, purple, pink and orange ... all kinds of carnations exuded refreshing fragrance. I'm drunk. ...
Dear mom, I must realize this dream! Mother's Day is coming, and I arranged for students to write a composition. As a result, this composition stands out in the class because of its originality! She didn't write how to celebrate the festival for her mother like other children, but she caught my eye with her unique way of thinking. Mother's Day dream, my love for my mother turned into this beautiful dream.
Fresh language, free and easy writing, delicate mind and deep love flow between each role, which makes us feel the girl's deep love for her mother. Yes, deeply. You can feel it from the carnations in that room.
"Dear Mom, I must make this dream come true!" Doesn't this beautiful oath represent her beautiful heart?
Grateful mother's excellent composition 7 In the early morning of spring, the breeze gently holds you, like a baby in mother's arms. Sunshine warms you gently, warms your face and warms your heart.
When your daughter goes out in the morning and says goodbye to you as usual, you must feel that your daughter has forgotten today's important holiday. You are helpless, shaking your head and laughing, thinking, "My daughter is still young, how can she know so much!" " Daughter, I'm not young! I closed the door gently, walked down the stairs, walked over to our mailbox, and carefully took out a beautiful envelope from my pocket. I drew the picture on the envelope myself. A big hand holding a small hand ... laughing, the hot body temperature is sealed in my heart, wandering and flowing-waiting for that person to take him out. ...
When you walk out the door, walk down, walk past and walk to our mailbox, do you vaguely feel a heat flow in your heart? When you open the mailbox, don't be surprised ... green shoots spit on the branches; There are small flowers on the green leaves; Bees are also diligent. Is everything incomprehensible in your mind, like water that evaporates instantly in the hot sun? You, with a faint smile, think: "My daughter has grown up!" "
That's my daughter's expression: "Mom, you have worked hard. Happy holidays! " A few words, without flowery words and too many sentences, contain a lot of meanings! Although the letter is thin and affectionate, the words are short and the gratitude is long. A piece of writing paper, deeply imprinted in your heart, haunts the song of praise. Looking back at you at that time, isn't that the smile of the lake? Kindness, calmness, warmth, gentle warmth ...
In the vigorous tree, there is also its main root; In the surging river, there is also its source. Big trees know how to repay, and present a vitality with the most lush leaves; Rivers know how to be grateful and rush to the sea! For me, I am a little red flower, you are a green leaf, you hold up a blue sky for me, and I water your heart with fragrance. A small letter has been circulating for many years. From ancient times to the present, every lovely moment, the corners of the mouth tilt up and become a star inlaid with the sky; Every bright smiling face melts into a beam of light, illuminating the dark corner, and how many warm currents are still flowing! Me, just one in ten thousand.
Su Chi, how many mothers have you dreamed of!
Su Chi, how many true feelings have been conveyed!
On the ruler, let me gently tie a dream, put it in a new drift bottle, and throw it into the sea ... bearing its dream floating-floating-floating to my mother's heart. ...
Grateful Mother Excellent Composition 8 In March, birds and flowers were singing, and we ushered in a thanksgiving holiday-March 8 International Women's Day.
In the morning class, I saw the joy on Miss Li's face. The teacher told us: "Today is Women's Day. Today, I will give my mothers a half-day holiday and let them have an interesting holiday happily. " After listening to it, I soon realized that today is my mother's first holiday. I'm excited to go to my grandmother's house. Today, the spring rain is continuous. You bring your blessing to the mother of the whole world. Let's go, let's go. ...
At noon, my grandmother and I made a scene because I didn't want her to find out that today was their holiday. At school, I took out 2 yuan money from under the "puppy". In class, I have been praying to get out of school quickly, and sure enough, school will be over before 4 o'clock today.
After listening to my homework, I ran without a trace. On the way, I thought as I walked, what should I buy for my two "queens"? Unconsciously walked into the crystal shop. Wow, it's beautiful. I want to take it all, but when it comes to the price, it's too expensive. With 2 yuan's money, I can't buy anything. I had a brainwave and rolled my eyes, huh? If I can't buy this, I can buy flowers, so I ran to the flower shop and bought a carnation. On my way home, I happened to meet my grandmother and said loudly, "Happy Women's Day on March 8th!" " "Grandma didn't laugh often before, with a knowing smile. She held me in her arms and said, "Good granddaughter, you have grown up. "My heart is as sweet as honey.
The next day, I said to my mother apologetically, "I can't give you anything on Women's Day today, because I think nothing is more important than grades, don't you?" My mother said to me excitedly, "Congcong, you are right. Nothing is more important than your grades, but I also want to watch you grow up happily and become a pillar of the country in the future." Like poplars, you will quickly take root and sprout where you are needed, and grow strong branches. No matter how difficult you encounter in the future, don't back down. I had a great time this March 8 Women's Day. " I listened to this and threw myself into my mother's arms involuntarily.
Everyone must have heard the song "Grateful Heart". Our life is given by our parents. As long as there is love in our hearts, the world must be beautiful.
Good evening, dear judges and teachers, dear classmates! The topic of my speech today is "grateful mother".
Who raised us up to now? It's her. Who loves us most, but sometimes nags us from time to time? It's her. Who took us to the hospital overnight when we were sick? It's her. You may ask: Who is she? She is our mother.
Mother, what a beautiful word. She is the sea, we are fish, swimming in the sea; She is the sun, we are the grass, absorbing countless warmth; She is the blue sky, we are birds, flying freely!
She is a responsible mother. She gets up early every morning and cooks the most nutritious breakfast for me. Birds are chirping at the window and flowers are blooming early. They become a beautiful picture, which is pleasing to the eye.
When I got up, plates of delicious breakfast were already on the table, and there was still heat on it! What I was left with was not only breakfast, but also my mother's tired figure and gratified smile.
After all the ups and downs, it's still her. It's raining in Mao Mao, it's raining cats and dogs, and it's stormy. Even if it snowed, she never forgot to pick it up.
She wears a pair of glasses, which she hates to wear when it rains, but did she say a word of complaint? Have you ever made an unhappy expression or action? She is willing to work hard, because I can give everything!
I had a fever at night and suddenly rose to 40 degrees. I'm in a coma and I've been talking nonsense. My mother has been screaming. She wrapped me several layers from the inside out and went out. Still comforting me, in fact, my heart is like an ant on hot bricks.
My face is as red as a big apple. Under the care of my mother, I feel much better after taking antipyretics, and my mother's heart must be much better.
Motherly love is warm and a fire in winter; Motherly love is an umbrella in the rain; Motherly love is a beacon in the dark.
Ah! Mom! I have grown up! I want to thank you as much as you do.
That's the end of my speech, thank you!
Grateful mother's excellent composition 10 mother:
Hello!
Do you know that?/You know what? Today is your festival. I am sitting at the window at the moment, and I don't know how to express my love to you. After much consideration, I still haven't confessed to you. So I decided to write you a letter.
Mom, from my birth to today, the person I want to thank most is you-my mother. You have suffered a lot for me. It has been six years since I went to kindergarten. Mom, you always insist on sending me to and from school. No matter whether it is cold or hot, mom, you always arrive on time and never arrive late.
Mom, you love me so much. I want to say too much, and suddenly my mind is blank. Mom, do you remember? Once I was sick, lying in a hospital bed, moaning in pain and losing my temper from time to time, which really worried you. You're as busy as a bee. Call a doctor for a while and give me medicine for a while. I just fell asleep watching you busy. As soon as the light came on, the dazzling light made me squint. When you saw me awake, you quickly touched my forehead and whispered, "Son, do you want to eat an apple?" ? I nodded feebly. Mom, you smiled, peeled an apple for me as quickly as possible and fed it to me bit by bit. I looked up and looked at your tired face gratefully. I finally burst into tears and said,' Mom, you have worked hard.' Mom, do you remember? At that time, you really patted my little face like a child and said,' Dear son, mom is not hard. As long as you get well, it's worth the pain. "Mom, I really love you, and I really want to repay you with my best grades. but I ... ...
I feel very sad that I didn't do well in the exam this time. I feel very sorry for you. Mom, when I stand in front of you and tell you my grades, I really hate being so disappointing. Tears can't stop flowing downwards. You look me in the eye, touch my head and say softly,' It's okay, son, we'll have another time.' . Mom believes you! You know what, mom? You didn't criticize me, which made me even sadder. I secretly said to myself, "You must work hard. Let mom be happy! " Mom, really, I will really try!
Mom, you are a great mother, my most unforgettable person and the person I want to thank most.
Now, I will study hard and repay my mother's kindness with the best results. Mom, I love you!
I wish you: Happy every day!