The second Sunday in May is Mother's Day. I prepared for this day very early, because I wanted to surprise my mother. After the guzheng class that day, I hurried to the gift shop. Not long ago, I saw a doll wearing a blue kimono here. I took out my pocket money and took over this beautiful doll. I imagined my mother's face when she saw her. I'm sure her mother will be very surprised. Here's a secret.

I didn't know my mother was working in the afternoon until I got home. Every time she goes to work, she prepares meals for my father and me. I don't feel anything at ordinary times, and I really want to see my mother at this moment. I was always absent-minded at dinner, and my father asked me what was wrong. I'm afraid my father will laugh at me for being so old and want my mother. I hung my head embarrassedly, thinking about going to work to find my mother later.

It's gloomy outside, the leaves are swaying in the wind, the air is filled with the sweetness of Sophora japonica, swallows are circling around me, and I am jumping like a brisk deer. May is really a beautiful season.

When I came to my mother's office, my mother was busy. I saw my mother's mobile phone put aside and picked it up. "There is a kind of love that never asks for anything in return; There is someone who deserves your love all your life. " It turns out that my mother knows that today is Mother's Day. After the patient left, my mother asked me why I came. She saw my mobile phone and said, "Today is Mother's Day. I want to send some messages to my friends and wish my mother well." When my mother said this, her eyes suddenly turned red and her voice was strange. I asked my mother what happened, and her mother sighed and said, "You don't understand. My mother receives a lot of such news every year, but fewer and fewer people can reply to her." "Why?" I don't understand. "At my mother's age, friends lose their mothers every year, so fewer and fewer people have mothers." I hugged my mother tightly at once, for fear that my mother would fly away at that moment.

My mother smiled when she saw my present. I took the opportunity to ask my mother if she liked it. Mom really hit the nail on the head: "Why is this doll so familiar?" The more I look at it, the more I look like you. " . That is, I have a photo of wearing a kimono, which is very similar to this doll, so I gave it to my mother.

No matter how old you are, no matter how far you go, children with mothers are precious.

2. Selected Mother's Day Diaries of Senior Three.

The second Sunday in May is another Mother's Day! I don't remember how I spent Mother's Day when I was a child. Maybe it's because I live in a small county. My children didn't care, and neither did my mother. That day was no different from usual.

When I grow up a little, I will say "Happy Holidays" to my mother casually with colorful propaganda. My mother laughed again when she was surprised, and Mother's Day was over.

After leaving home, I often think of my mother, her nagging and her cooking, so I began to take the initiative to pay attention to the weekend in May and make a phone call the day before Mother's Day: "Mom, happy holidays!" " "On the other end of the phone, I still heard my mother's concern as always.

I'm graduating soon. This weekend is the last Mother's Day of my school days. Write these words as a gift to my mother.

I have thought for a long time, and there are many stories about my mother, but I don't know how to start. Maybe it's because I haven't written an article for too long, or I prefer to keep that feeling in my heart. ...

I remember when I was in the third year of high school, because of my poor living conditions, I rented a house near the school to study quietly, and my mother moved in and began to accompany me. My mother wakes me up every morning. When I got home from school, delicious food was already on the table. Study with my mother at night and sleep late. During that time, my mother said it was her happiest day. For me, this is certainly an unforgettable experience, not only because of my hard work in senior three, but also because of the warm and happy atmosphere with my mother.

In my memory, my mother has always been a strong and capable woman. When I came home some time ago, my mother fainted because of anemia and low blood pressure. There was no one else at home at that time. After half an hour in a coma, my mother got up for work and insisted on going to the hospital after work. This is what my mother said herself. Of course, the process is simplified. After listening to it, I felt bad. Seeing my mother's haggard face again, I really sympathize with her.

My mother and I have always been close. We hardly ever quarreled. We share when we are happy and encourage each other when we encounter difficulties. When I was a child, my mother and I were inseparable. Going to school outside now, I always feel that my mother is very lonely. So I still like to follow my mother, do something for her and talk to her when I go home on holiday. Looking at her running figure, I think that one day, I must let my mother have a comfortable rest.

When I grow up, the expression of love seems to be subtle. I don't want to mention the past, but my mother's love has always been in my heart.

3. Selected Mother's Day Diaries of Senior Three.

There is such a voice, which can get rid of your fatigue and take you to recall the beauty of the past. Those beautiful memories will come out of different voices and the past. Those voices are heavy maternal love. After going through the past, I will definitely bring joy and sincere wishes. There is such a voice that deeply shocked me. It was a crisp and sunny afternoon in autumn, and I was bored and tired at home. I found some old photos and compositions in the photo frame and rummaged through them. I still remember what my mother said to me at that time: "Go your own way, son, and lead to the other side of success." Be fascinated by thinking about it. At this moment, my mother came into my room and saw me looking at photos. My mother smiled at me and hurried out. I want to know why my mother is out.

I was wondering when my mother brought a cup of honey water to my room and said to me, "Do you remember bringing you honey water before?" I quickly replied, "Yes, how could I not remember?" My mother smiled and said to me, "You drink, and I will tell you a story." I listened while drinking.

My mother told me some stories about me, some diseases I had before and some interesting childhood stories. I can vaguely recall them in my mind, but they are not as clear as before.

I tried to remember how much my mother said. I learned my mother's selfless love for me. That love not only brought me memories, but also brought me many childhood happiness. I put down my glasses and still looked at the photos there. Mom and I recalled it again. Many things are not so clear, but after listening to my mother's speech, I gradually recall that there is an article that wrote the following sentence: Many people know this sentence, but it tells me that the greatness of maternal love is really deep and deeply engraved in my mind.

After some memories, my mother was still with me, so I asked my mother, "Why do I have a feeling when I think of the past?" My mother smiled and said to me, "I can clearly remember the past, and some people will cry because he saw such a sound-the sound of memories." Yes, when I think about my mother and me, I can't help feeling a lot. Such a voice of maternal love is not only reflected in the echo of growing up, but also in my mother's love for me.

This will increase the greatness of maternal love, just like the beauty of moonlight and wind.

There is such a voice, which is a kind of echo, a revelation of success in the mind, a mother's love and my "voice", happiness and endless pride. It is such a voice that inspires me-the voice of maternal love.

4. Selected Mother's Day Diaries of Senior Three.

Mom, she is the greatest person in the world: she gave me life, he gave me education, and since I was born, she has taken care of me bit by bit. I can't help but thank her for this. Everyone can't get such a vigorous and unforgettable maternal love, but from my mother's subtle concern for my life, I can see that my mother is so kind to me.

My mother, like most mothers, likes to nag. I may be bored, but she will never feel cold. But when I come home from study at night, she always tells me to wear more clothes tomorrow. At the same time, she folded the clothes in my closet and put them on my bedside. Of course, sometimes I don't listen to her, and I naturally catch a cold in a few days; When the weather is hot, she will tell me to wear less. In order not to let me disobey her, she will take pains to check how much I wear every morning like a security check. It has been like this for more than ten years!

My mother always likes to sleep late, but since I entered junior high school, she has got up earlier than me almost every morning. She woke me up and hurriedly prepared breakfast for me in the kitchen. Only on the weekend morning, when she saw me sleeping soundly and not getting up, she quietly closed the door for me, just wanting me to have a rest.

My mother likes to "scold" me, and I know that she actually cares about me. Whenever she finds out that I have done something wrong, she will come and slap me twice and then scold me severely. My mother doesn't like to see me bored. She wants me to be as lively as other children, even naughty. Let's just say, especially during the Chinese New Year, when he sees me standing there like a deadwood, he can't help kicking me, hitting me a few times and then scolding me. This shows how much my mother loves me!

My mother sometimes likes to ask me questions in harsh words. Although I can't answer them, I know that his purpose is to exercise my eloquence and make me stronger, so I don't hesitate to make me hate her at a huge price.

5. Selected Mother's Day Diaries of Senior Three.

There is a kind of love called kindness. No matter how the annual ring of time wears away, it will always warm children's hearts, like a flowing river, gentle and kind, nourishing their hearts. My mother is 1 m 6 1, with long shawl. A bunch of black hair loomed a few silver lines. One sunny morning, the sun spilled the first ray of sunshine into my bedroom. Mom pushed open the door and gently woke me up. I looked at the alarm clock in dismay. At 7: 20, I jerked the carp, put on my clothes in a panic, picked up my schoolbag and ran outside. "Don't run! Don't run! Leave after eating. Now that you are grown up, you can't delay, it will harm you for life. " My mother rushed up and hugged me. I stamped my feet with anxiety and looked sad. "There is a singing contest today, and it's already 7: 20!" ""Nothing, eat slowly and take a taxi later! " Mother said, dragging me to the table. A bowl of steaming rice was served, and my mother looked at the steaming rice for fear of scalding me. So I took out a big bowl, slowly poured the hot rice into the big bowl, then slowly poured the rice back, and kept blowing into the hot rice. "ouch! "My mother's finger was accidentally scalded by steamed rice. She suddenly dumped her hand and casually cooled her meal. After a while, my mother brought the cold rice to the table, and I immediately grabbed the chopsticks and wolfed it down. " Eat slowly, eat slowly. "Mom put another fried egg in my bowl." It's so late that I'm tired of eating fried eggs. "I whispered. Mother didn't seem to hear, and said softly, "Eating more eggs can not only grow taller, but also increase nutrition. "I have a bad cough, and the food is going to spit it out. My mother quickly patted me on the back and said kindly, "Eat slowly and don't choke. "The other hand grabbed another big carrot." I can't help it, I don't want it, "I pleaded. Mother also nagged: "carrots are good, nutritious and beautiful." "I could hear my mother's nagging at this time, so I ate my meal three times and two times and rushed out with my schoolbag on my back. My mother quickly stopped me. " The weather forecast says that the weather changes suddenly today, so put on more clothes and be careful of catching a cold. "He gently put his coat on me and told me," Walk slowly, pay attention to safety, and don't fall! " "Looking at me before I left, my mother showed a gratified smile on her face.

This kind of love is called kindness, which makes the world move and makes the devil cry; Higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea, just like a cup of thick milk, it can give people warmth even in the coldest winter; Even in the hottest summer, it gives people coolness. This is also the mother's deep love for her mother!