Mom's sixth grade composition 1 Maybe, in the eyes of other students, mom is a strict role, but in my opinion, mom is my best friend and closest partner. ...
When I first went to school, whenever I had any problems, my mother would help me solve them one by one. At that time, I felt that my mother guarded me like an angel.
But when I do something wrong or fail the exam, my mother will criticize me like a teacher. Although it is criticism, it is not blind duty, and it also tells me some truth. At that time, I felt that my mother was like my teacher, silently teaching me the truth of being a man.
At that time, I only realized the warmth of my mother, but not the intimacy of my mother. But it really changed my mind. ...
Not long ago, my mother promised me to play badminton tomorrow. At that time, I also asked, "Are you sure that next Sunday (that is, tomorrow) is ok?" I've been so busy recently ... "
"Nothing, even if I have a job, I will give it to you!" Mother smiled and agreed.
Although I have been assured with a clear conscience, I still can't help feeling guilty about it. If my mother really does it for me, will it affect her work? Am I too headstrong? The opposite mother seemed to see through my mind and waved happily: "Nothing, it won't hinder, don't worry!"
After seeing my slightly surprised but satisfied expression, I turned to prepare dinner.
Maybe you will ask, this is just a badminton match. Is it necessary to go to such trouble? However, for me, my parents have been very busy since childhood, and such an opportunity is very rare. Although my mother tried to make amends, she refused every time because of her work. Although this happens every time, I always believe that my mother will realize her promise one day. Now think about it, this may be the trust between friends.
At the end of my memory, I'm going to ask my mother who stayed in the study about playing badminton tomorrow. As soon as I opened the door, I saw my mother busy talking on the phone. As soon as she saw me come in, she stopped talking and smiled and asked me to go out first. I nodded and left the study. A second before I closed the door, I saw my mother start talking fast again, and the desk was full of shiny documents. I think my mother let me out not only to keep me from disturbing her work, but also to make me feel that she is busy for me. Oh, I can't believe I thought of this. Could it be an understanding between friends?
Half an hour later, my mother came out of the study and made an OK gesture to me. We smiled at each other. My heart is so excited that I am overwhelmed by heat. I have a mother who is so considerate. For me, she would not hesitate to give up all important work to realize her promise to me ... At that time, my music felt a kind of affection and friendship mixed in my heart. ...
All I know is that mom, like my best friend, always cares about me. We depend on each other, trust each other and understand each other. Such a gentle mother ...
Mom. Her heart will always be with me. She can think of my difficulties at the first time and share my happiness with me ... Mom, as a friend, she gave me love from her mother. ...
My mother has white skin, big eyes, a pair of big double eyelids, very energetic, straight nose, thin lips, fast and beautiful speech, short hair and looks energetic. My mother is a very capable person, and she can't help doing things in this style, even her looks are so capable.
Mom is a person who especially likes high heels, probably because all women love beauty, which is an unwritten law. So mom is a woman who is addicted to high heels. Mom goes to the mall every week to try on all kinds of high heels. What kind of high-heeled shoes are low-heeled, middle-heeled, high-heeled, pointed, flat-headed and fishmouth? I can't name them. My mother likes them very much, but she is very picky. Sometimes as long as mom thinks there is something wrong with her feet, she won't buy a pair of particularly good-looking high heels. Besides, no matter how comfortable these shoes are, as long as there is one detail that my mother doesn't like, my mother won't buy them, so my mother buys shoes that are comfortable to wear and like styles. Mom said that only in this way, if the shoes she bought were only worn once or not at all, they would not be put at the bottom of the box. That will not only waste time, but also waste time trying on shoes. My mother always said that everything can be wronged except my feet, because my feet are the most tired part of working for myself every day. If I have to put on a pair of uncomfortable shoes, I really feel sorry for myself and my feet.
Although I don't quite understand what my mother said, I heard the truth that feet can't be wronged. I feel the same way. I remember my aunt bought me a pair of shoes when she came home from a business trip last year. They are white sports shoes, which are my favorite style. But because the shoe size is not accurate, it is one size smaller, but because I like it so much, I insist on wearing it to school. Unexpectedly, there will be physical education class in the afternoon. The teacher asked us to run around the playground twice. Because the shoes don't fit, my feet hurt after running for a long time. After running for two laps, my feet were basically too painful to move. I quickly asked my classmates to buy me a pair of slippers. After I took off my sneakers, my feet were soaked, and it looked like I was going to swell up soon, which was particularly painful. From then on, I will never wear shoes that don't fit me again. I think I will never forget that pain in my life, so I also think what my mother said is not unreasonable.
Although my mother is a shoe fan who likes shoes very much, she won't spend all her money on shoes. Mom will spend reasonably. She will use pocket money to buy less cosmetics and save money to buy shoes she likes. Moreover, my mother will also work part-time to make money to realize a certain type of shoes she likes, instead of buying shoes crazily without planning. Sometimes my father is very distressed, and my mother will always take out our passbook and let her buy shoes, but my mother always refuses. My mother said that I can't ruin the fighting spirit of our family because of myself. I want to set an example for my children. I want to realize what I like by my own labor or efforts. I can't form the bad habit of relying on others or making a living, and then my father won't provoke my mother's dissatisfaction. I also agree, understand and appreciate this of my mother.
This is my mother, a mother who is obsessed with shoes.
My mother's sixth grade composition 3 I have a good mother. Her eyes are so small that when she smiles, she becomes a line. My mother said it was inherited from my grandmother. My mother is not tall and has many small spots on her face. She said it was only for beautiful people, and it was a "beauty mole". I have it on my face, too, so my mother often says I'm beautiful, too. I can't help laughing every time I listen to my mother.
Mother likes reading, so she wears a pair of "magnifying glasses" on her nose and looks like a female doctor. She often tells me to watch less TV and stay away from reading, so that I won't become a "little doctor".
Having said that, I haven't mentioned an interesting thing that happened to my mother. One summer, I came home from school, sweating profusely. My mother said, I have turned on the air conditioner in your room, so go in and cool off. As soon as I entered the room, I felt a hot air coming towards me. I quickly asked my mother what was going on. Mom ran over and looked at it, blushing and saying, I originally adjusted it to 18 degrees, but I pressed the wrong key. How did it become 38 degrees? Oh, my God!
My mother is of medium height, neither fat nor thin, with a oval face and a ponytail. Mom has curved arch eyebrows, a high nose, long eyelashes, and a pair of big, black and bright eyes, which look intense. You can see from her eyes that she is a gentle, kind and amiable mother.
My mother is a doctor. She treats people warmly and always smiles. Mother is very filial to the elderly. When my grandparents were sick, my mother took care of them. Their mother gives them infusion at home every day, feeds them medicine, cooks and washes clothes on time. Relatives and friends praised her as a good wife and daughter. Mother is very kind to patients and often comes home from work. When the patient calls, she will arrive in time. Whether it's windy or rainy, whether it's cold or hot, whether it's holidays, she will arrive in time to treat them and take care of them.
I remember when I was a child, my mother once left me alone at home. She went to see grandma Wang. It's dark, and she hasn't come home yet, which makes me cry. My mother came back to see me cry and comforted me by saying, "My mother will definitely take you next time. Grandma has a high fever and she needs our help. " Later, when I grew up, I understood my mother's practice. My mother is a very caring and helpful mother. I will learn from my mother and be a caring boy in the future. My mother takes her work very seriously and often works overtime, which is very hard. She always does her best.
My mother is also a good cook. She often cooks all kinds of delicious food for us, even the company's meals are cooked by her mother herself.
My mother looks gentle on the outside, but she is strong on the inside. No matter what difficulties she meets, she always tries her best to solve them. My mother is strict with me. She often teaches me how to be a man, how to respect the old and love the young, how to respect teachers, how to be polite to others, how to unite my classmates and how to do my own thing. I have a strong self-care ability since I was a child, thanks to my mother. Although my mother doesn't have high requirements for my study, she wants me to be a good boy with excellent academic performance and I hope I can grow up healthily and happily. Every time I do well in the exam, my mother will praise me and encourage me. When my grades are not good, my mother will help me find my own shortcomings and hope I can get rid of them. My mother never scolds me, but I respect her very much. Whenever others praise me, my mother will show a happy smile.
This is my mother, a kind, simple, considerate, loving and strict mother. I am extremely proud of having such a good mother. Mom, I love you forever!
My mother is very good, because she can always guess what I want and do, just like a bug in my stomach.
Last Friday, after dinner, I wanted to try delicious chocolate again, but I knew my mother's rules and begged carefully, "Mom-""Let me guess, do you want to eat chocolate? I have it in my room, so eat less! " I was surprised from ear to ear. How did my mother know?
My family went to the supermarket yesterday. It's sultry, so hot that my lips are dry that I can't help sticking out my tongue and licking my lips. "Mom, I want to eat-""Let me guess," Mom put her hand on my forehead. "Do you want to eat ice cream?" "Oh, how do you know!"
As soon as I got home from school yesterday, I asked, "Mom, what time is it?" Mom smiled and said, "Do you want to watch cartoons? Today should be the finale! " ""Hey, you guessed it again! "
The most amazing thing left last week. My parents are not at home, that's my world. Turn on the TV in a hurry, which can be displayed as "no smart card". I guess my mother must be hiding. Look, she got my idea right again! I started rummaging through everything, even the trash can was turned upside down, and there was no sign of the smart card. I think my mother likes to put things high, so I moved the stool and touched the top of the wardrobe. Oh, I touched a piece of paper with my mother's words on it: "I know your ghost idea, I know you will find this paper." It's hard for you, too I'm telling you, it's stuck in the slot behind the TV. Remember, you can only watch for an hour, consciously. "
There are huge waves in my heart, like a clown standing naked on the stage. "My mother, are you a bug in my stomach!"
Although I am very upset, I am lucky to have such a "worm" mother who understands me!
In my home, there is a "full-featured" mother. She has an oval face, big watery eyes flashing, a straight nose and curly hair, which is very pleasing!
Speaking of mother's "full function", there are countless! You see, the "fault" has been made again today. Now it's the "alarm clock" mother, "get up, get up, the sun is shining on your ass." Mother said, "If you don't get up, the sun will rise in the west." "Ah?" I said, "The sun rises in the west?" Seeing my mother around, I thought: My mother is playing a prank again.
My mother is not only an "alarm clock", but also a "cooking" mother. I will go home to do my homework as soon as school is over tonight. After finishing my homework, I read at home. Suddenly, a faint fragrance came to my face, and I immediately reveled in this faint fragrance. I came to the kitchen with a faint fragrance, only to see my mother cooking hot pot, and my mouth was dripping. When the hot pot was cooked, I couldn't wait to run to my seat and eat it with relish.
It's TV now, mom. I want to watch TV at noon today, but the TV is broken and being repaired, so I can't watch TV. My mother saw that I was depressed, so she ran over and asked me, "What's the matter, my little baby?" "I can't watch TV, so boring!" I said sadly. Mom listened to my "difficulties" and said, "Nothing, mom will make you a TV." I'm very surprised to hear that! I saw my mother took a box, and then took out cardboard to draw a princess and a prince, and cut it out. Then hold the prince in one hand and the princess in the other, and start a beautiful story!
Now it's "book-style" mom. 1 1 On the first weekend of January, I read at home, but I read too fast. I have read all the books left at home. I had no books to read and began to cry. Mother heard crying and ran over and said, "What's the matter? What's the problem? " "I have no books to read, because I have finished reading them." Hearing this, the mother said, "It's easy, it's up to your mother." As I spoke, my mother told the story with action, and I listened with relish. After my mother finished the story, I asked my mother, "Mom, mom, why can you tell such a good story?" My mother quickly replied, "Because my mother read many wonderful books, she was so obsessed that she naturally memorized them." I listened and nodded at once. My mother looked at me and nodded, smiling without a word.
Now I finally finished my mother's "full function" in one breath. What do you think of my mother? Do you want to have a mother like me? Anyway, I like my mother because she is humorous and cute!
The greatest love in the world is the love from maternal love. Mother's heart is pure, and every supreme mother has the most sincere love. There is a sincere love hidden.
My mother has big watery eyes, black hair and a sweet smile on her mouth. The person who loves me the most is my mother. Whenever I get sick, my mother always takes me to the doctor at the first time. If I have any questions that I can't answer, my mother will help me answer them as soon as possible.
I remember once, in the English exam, I got 98 points. I'll give it to my mother for signature. My mother read it and said, "Jin Yunke, why haven't you written another question?" I said, "Mom, I forgot." Mother said, "Why are you so careless? You only wrote four out of five questions, and one more question will not be 100. You are too careless. " Under the guidance of my mother, I promise to read the questions carefully in the future and not to miss writing.
My mother will consider my study and life, and sometimes nag me, but I know my mother does all this for my own good. My mother loves me very much and I love my mother very much.
My mother is an amiable person, a careful person, a person who always cares about me and takes care of me. In my deep memory, it has been shining, reminding me of my mother.
It was late autumn, and the golden maple leaves were falling one after another, accompanying me into the campus. As soon as I entered the classroom, I heard the math teacher shout loudly, "Stop homework, stop homework, and hand it in quickly!" " I opened my schoolbag and began to look for my exercise book. I searched everywhere, but there was no one there. Once again, I still can't find it. I began to worry, thinking: this is terrible, this is terrible! You would have been scolded for not bringing your homework! I went to the math teacher's office in fear and trembling. As soon as I opened the office door, I was stunned by what I saw.
It's mom! It's really mom! Her clothes are wet, and there are still a few drops of rain on her cuffs. Her hair was wet and stuck together, and she was holding a blue book in her arms-my math exercise book! I was very surprised and deeply moved. I deeply felt my mother's deep love for me for the first time. It warmed my heart like a warm current, sowed seeds full of hope for me, and caressed me as young as a sapling like a pair of invisible wings.
Mom, you know, in the hot summer, I would like to turn into a breeze to bring you coolness.
Mom, do you know that in the snowy winter, I would like to turn into a string of fire and send you bursts of warm current.
Mom, you know, in the colorful spring, I would like to turn into a flower and give you a little fragrance.
My mother's sixth grade composition article 9 I have a beautiful and generous mother, who has a pair of watery eyes, blinking, so cute; My mother has long, soft black hair, and I don't know how many people have been fascinated. How enviable. Mother has a glib cherry mouth, which is eloquent and logical.
My mother is not an ordinary person in my heart, but a great detective.
One afternoon, my mother said that she would go out to do something and let me do my homework at home alone. She also wished me, "Philip Burkart, you can't watch TV until your homework is finished, you know?" I said obediently, "Yes, yes, yes." I thought to myself, "Hum! I'll watch it as soon as you come out. You don't know anyway. " As soon as my mother left, I quickly moved my homework, and their new home was in front of the TV. As soon as I turned on the TV, I started watching while doing it. Without looking for a while, I heard familiar footsteps coming from the stairs. I quickly turned off the TV and pretended to be doing my homework. Mom came in and asked, "Did you watch TV?" I quickly said, "My mother gave an order, how dare my daughter disobey it!" " Mom listened, went to the TV, touched it with her hand and said, "You must have watched it, otherwise how could there be residual heat in the TV?" I have nothing to say but admit it.
The next night, my mother was going out again. I won't be fooled this time, so I asked my mother, "Mom, when will you come back?" Mom said, "About eight o'clock!" Mom said that and left. I quickly turned on the TV, like a hungry man jumping on a big piece of bread. I closed it at half past seven. After my mother came back, she still asked me as before, but her old method has fallen behind. My mother turned on the TV and found something was wrong. She said to me, "Philip Burkart, you are watching TV again!" "I said it quickly" instead of "Mom said it". Then why did CCTV 8 become a children's channel when it stopped broadcasting yesterday? "I looked down again.
I really convinced my detective mother.
My mother wrote a composition in grade six today 10. Sister nanny found something wrapped in layers of soft lace cloth when she was cleaning her mother's master's room. It feels like a book. When the nanny asked what it was, my mother quickly put it away carefully and proudly said, "This can't be lost. This is my baby's growth photo album!" " "
When the nanny's sister told me about it, I rushed to the room to find my mother. My mother smiled and took out my growth album and carefully opened the lace cloth wrapped on it layer by layer. I asked my mother curiously, "Mom, why did you wrap it in silk?" Mom said, "You'll know when you see it." I looked at my mother's mysterious smile and looked at the photo album with puzzled feelings-
The cover of the album is very beautiful, with a very beautiful Eiffel Tower on it. My mother told me that her honeymoon with my father was held in Paris, and I bought this album to record my growth. I opened it with joy and was shocked to see the first page-it was actually taken when I was one year old. How young I was then! The more I look at it, the happier I am, because every photo reminds me of many things: some of them traveled around the world, some took part in Latin dance and chorus competitions, some ate western food at Starbucks or Pizza Hut, and I had a fever and cried in my mother's arms ... Scene after scene, not only made my eyes red, but also I couldn't remember many things clearly, perhaps because I was too young at that time. But my mother can actually record my growth from the age of one. How much she loves me!
I know in my heart why the photo album wrapped around my growth is my mother's most cherished silk. ......