Mom, I want to say 600 words to you. Fourth grade (1) Mom, I want to tell you.
Mom is a person who has her own worries to talk to; He is also the one who encourages you when you fail; He is also the one who gives you meticulous care ... but you know what? They gave us life, so every mother is great! However, no one is perfect and always has his own shortcomings. When we have complaints about our mother, we can inevitably raise them, or learn from each other like friends!
What kind of mother does everyone have? Nagging? Angry? In fact, it doesn't matter, because mom loves you forever!
I have a mother who always answers the phone. She has been working except after supper. "Hello, who is this?" "Hey, there are no seats available on this flight. Let's change the time flight! "
Oh, my God! I'm tired of it. Although my mother is very busy, it is a good thing to make money for my study and life, but I still hope my mother can spend more time with me.
However, I also hope that my mother can let go of my hand, let me learn to face life by myself, stop being a flower in the greenhouse, and I will try my best to take care of my life by myself! Because every time I want to go out to play with my friends, I always have to discuss with my mother for a long time, because the news says, "No matter who drowns, pay attention to safety!" " ""so-and-so ... ""Oh dear! I'm in grade five. Can't I fly freely? I can't rely on my parents all my life, they also have their own careers!
In fact, I think my mother is also very good! Because when I do something wrong, she will always reason with me calmly? Then let me not make the same mistake again next time, instead of punishing me for standing in the corner or scolding me; When I lost the election, my mother always said there would be another chance. It doesn't matter. ...
Women's Day is coming, let's repay our mothers and make them feel warm.
Mom, I want to tell you a 600-word composition. Grade 4 (2) Since I entered junior high school, I began to lose my freedom. Because my mother has high expectations for me to be admitted to a key high school, I understand my mother's good intentions, but mom, I dare not say it in front of you. Today, I will take this opportunity to write a composition and export all my ideas.
On Saturday morning, I just went home for breakfast. While eating, I thought I should be able to visit my good classmates this Saturday, but when I was thinking about this question, my mother said to me, "Xiaoxu, I bought you a set of test papers when I went shopping yesterday. Today, you should behave well at home and don't run around. " I humbly replied, "Yes, Mom."
In the morning, I do my homework at home according to my mother's arrangement. It says: Our neighbor Xiao Pang asked me to play outside. I opened the door at once, but I couldn't. It turns out that my mother locked me in the house. I am disheartened. Hey, I lost my freedom now, just like a bird in a cage. I went back to do my homework.
At noon, I was so hungry that I grabbed something to eat, but I still felt hungry after eating. I thought I could only eat at night. I was so hungry that I fell asleep unconsciously. I don't know when I opened my eyes and saw my mother's shadow in the twilight.
When my mother saw me asleep, she said to me, "Aren't you doing your homework?"? Why did you fall asleep? " I couldn't help crying and explained, "Mom, I fell asleep with hunger." Mom didn't believe what I said at all and hit me.
Mom, I really want to tell you, mom, don't do this to me. I know your kindness to me, but I need freedom. If this continues, I will go crazy. Mom, I can understand you. I hope you can understand me.
Mom, I want to tell you a 600-word composition. (3) Mom, every time I see more and more white hair on your head; The wrinkles on your face are getting deeper every day. I always want to say to you, "Thank you, Mom, I love you …" But whenever these words come to my mouth, I don't know why I always swallow them. My daughter will take this opportunity to tell you the truth today.
/kloc-how much effort have you spent on me to educate me in the past 0/2 years? Whenever I encounter difficulties in my study, you always explain to me one question after another; Whenever I need something, you are always desperate to buy it for me; In my daily life, you give me meticulous care. Remember that day last winter?
It was a night when the wind was howling. I have fallen asleep in a warm bed because you have to work overtime. But what about you? When I got home, I not only didn't rest, but also knitted my sweater day and night. I didn't know it at first, but you woke me up with a series of weak coughs. I was curious at first, so I secretly observed every move of the living room through the crack of the door. I was really shocked at that time, and I didn't know whether I was happy or sad.
In order not to wake us, you didn't even dare to cough louder. You turned off the light very weakly. Seeing you sitting on a cold bench, wearing only a simple sweater, even your usually red face looks gaunt, and your hands change from light red to red. Even so, you knitted my sweater stitch by stitch. My eyes suddenly became moist, and tears fell drop by drop. I opened the door, rushed into your arms and burst into tears. Although your body is cold, I feel warm and comfortable.
After a while, I dried my tears and quickly said, "mom, it's so cold, it's so late, and you're tired." Go back to your room and have a rest! " You smiled and said, "well, go to bed when mom is ready, but you have to go to school tomorrow!" " Getting up so late, if you don't get enough sleep, will affect your study. "Although you say so, I have been watching it in my room for a long time, and the light in the living room is still on.
I didn't sleep well that night, and your kind face kept flashing in my mind. From that moment on, I made up my mind that I would never let you down. I will study hard and repay your kindness when I grow up.
Mom, I love you! I am proud to have a good mother like you. I think you are the best mother in the world and I am the happiest daughter in the world.
Mom, I want to tell you a 600-word composition. Fourth grade (4) Who sings me to sleep when I can't sleep all night? Who touches my head to comfort me when I am sad? Who is persuasive and patient when I am complacent? Who took care of me with a frown when I was sick? It's you.-Mom!
When did you get fine lines around your eyes? When did your hair turn silver? When did your back gradually bend? Is it time for me to get tired of playing? Is it time for me to take the business trip exam? Is it time for me to refute loudly? As if nothing had happened sigh. ...
Mom, I'm sorry. Actually, I've been meaning to say this for a long time. ...
In the morning, the delicious food on the table, the school uniform that is always lazy on the chair, and the kettle filled with warm water. You told me again and again: eat enough, drink plenty of water, wear more clothes when it's cold ... Those nagging words suddenly became cordial, which made me feel full of happiness instead of boredom, and my heart was warm.
After school at noon, there is always a figure of you wearing a red coat and black jeans at the school gate, and your eyes are constantly looking for something. Until I patted you on the shoulder, you turned your head with a "yi", muttered that your eyes were not good recently, and then smiled at me. When I was sitting on the motorcycle, you immediately asked me if I was hungry and told me the delicious food on the table today. Holding you gently, feeling the biting cold wind, my eyes are sour, as if something is coming out.
I felt very tired when I came home in the afternoon, so I put down my schoolbag and fell asleep. In my dream, who touched my forehead so gently, took off my clothes and tucked me in, fearing that I would catch cold. Eyes full of love. I smiled sweetly. Who but you is so kind to me? I fell asleep peacefully. In the dream-you.
Waves of oily fragrance entered the nasal cavity naughtily with different tastes. I took a deep breath and woke up faintly. I stretched with satisfaction, walked out of the room and looked into the kitchen. I saw the woman in a beautiful sheep apron fighting with a spatula, and her mood got better for no reason. Her lips were slightly hooked, and I narrowed my eyes like a cat that stole the fishy smell.
Mom, being your child is really the greatest happiness in my life! What else do you want?
Mom, I've always wanted to say: I love you! Love you very much!