When I mention my mother, my first impression is that she talks endlessly and is a veritable "chatter".

When I got home from school, I heard my mother's loud voice again: "Go home and eat snacks first, then jump rope, and then do your homework. Remember, jump rope for 400 times, homework?..." "Okay! I know!" I don't

He responded patiently, "Even though I look honest on the outside, I'm actually very sneaky in my heart and have already made a small calculation."

After finishing my skipping, I moved all the snacks in the living room to my room in case of emergency.

So much food, enough for me to have a full meal.

I thought beautifully, picked up a pack of biscuits and ate it, but unexpectedly my mother was already next to me, "If you want to eat, just finish it. You are not allowed to eat it inside. Do your homework quickly. Do your homework quickly, don't..." I

I had no choice but to eat in the living room and then do my homework.

Not long after I finished my homework, I couldn't help it anymore. I took out a book called "Up and Down Five Thousand Years" from under my seat and started reading it with gusto.

Unexpectedly, my mother, who had been cooking for a while, also came over and made a speech: "Write your homework quickly and don't miss your job. If you need dictation in Chinese, I will come. Mathematics?..." As soon as I heard the voice, I quickly started to pretend to do my homework, and also

I glanced at my mother secretly out of the corner of my eye. It turned out that my mother was busy making remarks and didn't even look at me!

After finishing my homework, I washed up slowly, but my mother was nagging in my room again, "I finished my homework too slowly, and I didn't have time to read it. Home and school books?..." "Stop arguing!" I yelled, and took it with me.

A wave of resentment went to bed.

On the bed, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, muttering to myself: Mom, really, she is so annoying with the noise all day long... Suddenly, the light in the living room turned on, and my mother walked into my room from the bedroom, and I quickly turned around

When I turned around, I saw my mother sighing softly, "Oh, this child kicked off the quilt again at night." So, she picked up the quilt and covered me with it.

From head to toe, I feel just right and warm.

Turning off the lights, a warm current surged into my heart in the dark night. Mom, although you are nagging, I love you. Good night.

My father often travels on business, so the house is naturally under the control of my mother. However, my mother's mood is like Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations. It changes back and forth, like a tiger when something happens, and gentle like a cat.

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Let’s talk about tiger mothers first!

I remember that in the third grade, in music class, I couldn't control my emotions. I cried and cursed the teacher.

After Teacher Lei found out, he invited my mother to the school and recounted my performance. When my mother found out, she took me home and scolded me on the spot. My mother's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but I could only bow my head.

I bowed my head and cried silently there. My heart was full of resentment towards my mother, and I thought to myself: "Mom is so bad!" I glared at her.

My mother's anger suddenly burned, she slapped me hard, and said to me: Go to my room to reflect and reflect, and write the self-criticism letter for me to read!

If it doesn’t pass, rewrite!

"Later, I wrote the self-reflection letter and showed it to my mother. She asked me to revise it several times. My mother couldn't bear it anymore, so she tore it up and asked me to write it a second time. My mother was sometimes very cruel to me, but she still

I have a soft side. In the class, I am famous for being hunchbacked. My mother always told me to pay attention to my back, but after a while, my back became hunchback inadvertently.

I couldn't stand it up. I thought my schoolbag was too heavy. I was reminded many times to tidy up my schoolbag, but I always forgot. I carried a lot of books to school and after school all day long. One night, I was getting ready to go to bed.

Suddenly I heard a commotion in the living room (my schoolbag was placed in the living room). I opened the door and saw that I was shocked! My mother took out some books that were not used for class and some garbage in my schoolbag.

My schoolbag was neatly arranged. The next day, I put my schoolbag on my back. It was much lighter and my back felt straighter. This is my mother, sometimes as fierce as a tiger, sometimes as gentle as a cat.

My mother's surname is Ruan, and her name is Zhaojun. Everyone knows that Zhaojun is one of the four beauties in ancient times. Although my mother is not as beautiful as Wang Zhaojun, she is the most beautiful in my heart!

She has a eloquent mouth. She has a unique smell, whether it is fragrant or smelly, but this smell can make me find her in a crowd at once. Yes, this is the smell of my mother.

! My mother has tasted Sifang delicacies, and she also had a fight with my father. I remember one time, my mother bought the wrong stock.

The stock price plummeted. After returning home, she expected that my dad would nag her for losing money, so she was ready to have a "war of words" with my dad. I could already smell the gunpowder.

This "battle" must be in full swing, it's really exciting to see! "See, if you don't buy this stock and buy the stock I introduced to you, let's see how much money we should make!

"Dad couldn't help but kicked off this "war". "Humph, you still have the nerve to say that you think you can go back to the past by scolding and making noises. There is no regret medicine in the world. If there was, I would have taken it long ago!

"My mother was also angry, put her hands on her hips, and retorted.