Mother's Carnation Composition In study, work and even life, everyone has written compositions. With the help of compositions, you can vent your emotions and regulate your mood.
Do you know how to write a good composition?
The following is my mother’s carnation composition that I compiled for everyone’s reference. I hope it can help friends in need.
Mother's Carnation Composition 1 May is a season of gratitude. The air is filled with the fragrance of carnations, and the heart is full of infinite gratitude and reverence.
I thought to myself, buy a bouquet of flowers for my mother, and use a less grand gift, hoping to express my most solemn blessings.
At this time, my mother's whispers echoed in my ears over and over again.
But I like to listen to it no matter what, because my mother’s love is for me.
In everyone's life, the most beautiful thing must be the mother, who is as smiling as a flower, kind and gentle.
Have you ever had such a memory?
Sitting next to the stove, I looked up at my mother's face, which was reflected in the fire.
Have you ever taken a close look at your mother's long, shiny black hair? It's so thick that you can't help but touch it.
In my memory, my mother is always so young, and her busy life every day seems to be the light spring breeze, bringing warm tenderness.
But have you ever thought about the path your mother took and the hardships she endured?
She never mentioned the figure of herself working alone late at night after the child was asleep; nor did she mention the anxious face when delivering water and medicine to the child's bed.
Not to mention, when I raised my head one day, I found that my mother’s once beautiful face had some fine wrinkles; I found that I was already much taller than her without knowing it; I found that while we were getting slimmer day by day, she was gradually no longer tall.
So young... The mother will remember when the child's first tooth came out, the first time the child spoke, the first time he learned to walk... But who has ever noticed the mother's first gray hair?
In front of my mother, I just want to lie down next to her and bury my head in her arms.
I came from the pride of my mother, who painted the colors of my life and gave me mountains, rivers, vegetation and the whole world.
My mother is the person who can give everything for me, the person who treats me sincerely every word, and the person who can touch my heart with every move.
The faint fragrance of carnations began to float on the street again.
Pure white, light pink, goose yellow, one branch after another, without any intention of competing for beauty, but it makes people feel warm.
This kind of flower is pure and elegant, showing its beauty in its simplicity.
Unassuming and unpretentious, just like my mother.
Mother, this is your holiday, this is your carnation, and you are the carnation in my heart. I know you can understand it.
Because there is a kind of connection in this world, which is called the connection between mother and child.
I hope your heart is full of carnations at this moment... Mother's Carnation Composition 2 May is a season of gratitude. The air is filled with the fragrance of carnations, and the heart is full of infinite gratitude and reverence.
Filial piety is a virtue, gratitude is a quality, and it is an element of the soul. Only when a person knows how to be grateful to his parents can he stretch out branches from the root of the soul, and then the branches will overflow with the honesty and fragrance of human nature.
People who know how to be grateful to their parents are the most beautiful lives in this world.
Mother's whispers echo in our ears over and over again, but no matter what, I like to listen, because my mother loves me and is for me.
No matter what, I will face maternal love with a smile, I will face my mother with gratitude, and no matter what, I will do everything for my mother.
Because mothers will be like this too, maternal love is silent, kind, and great.
With the gratitude of God, we get maternal love. In ordinary life, we understand maternal love. In quarrels again and again, we sublimate maternal love.
Mother's love is a glass of water, colorless but extraordinary, tasteless but not broken, invisible, medium but not weak.
This Mother’s Day, let your mother’s heart be filled with carnations!
A word, a letter, a flower.
All can interpret mother's love.
Mother's love is like the sea, broad.
Maternal love is water, continuous, maternal love is earth, warm.
Carnations symbolize maternal love, and every carnation is filled with the mother’s tears and sweat.
It's you, it's you, the one who can give everything for me, it's you, it's you, the one who treats me sincerely.
It's you, it's you, the one who touches my heart with every move I make.
Mother, when you are happy, I am happy; when you are sad, I am sad. A drop of sweat is sprinkled on my hand, which is hot, fiery, and red.
A drop of tear spilled on the hand, it was cool, desolate, and cold.
A child with a mother has joy and kindness in his heart.
Mother is glorious, mother is sacred.
You are for me, I am happy, you love me, I am sweet.
The roots of gratitude penetrate into my heart, blocking my sorrow and avoiding my sorrow.
This Mother's Day, my mother's heart is already full of carnations.
Mother's Carnation Composition 3 Today is Mother's Day, a sunny Sunday.
In the morning, I stopped in front of a flower shop. The colorful flowers inside attracted me.