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Mother's love, I will never forget how to write a composition of 400 words.
Mother's love, I won't forget your deep feelings flowing in the river? Why do you always flow around me? Why do you always swing my feet? Mom, please allow me to call you mom. I'm sorry, my dear stepmother. Maybe the past was really my youth and ignorance, but please forgive me. Although you have already turned the pain I gave you into love and returned it to me twice, although I already know that you have forgiven me, I still want to say sincerely: I'm sorry.

Do you still remember that when you married your father, I ran away from home for four days, four days, four whole days, and you cried for four whole days. When my father came back for me, he pointed to your red and swollen eyes and scolded me severely. Your eyes were full of pity, and I hated your eyes from then on. They all say they see love in your eyes, and I say it is the abyss of hypocrisy.

I still remember that time, you said that in order to improve nutrition, cooking should be novel. For this reason, you specially bought five "Cooking Ceremony". But every time I cook, I will find fault with it. You once said humorously: Xiaoyu, you can cook "eggs pick bones", haha. What I got was a dirty look.

One day at noon, you cooked five dishes, which were not only nutritious but also my favorite. You smiled and put vegetables in my bowl. Suddenly I found a small diced meat, and a sneer said, "Do you really know or not? I inherited from my mother that I don't like this disgusting meat." "Oh, really, but this is red meat, but you love this pine nut corn," he said, sending it to my bowl.

"I don't eat anything that hasn't been cleaned."

"This is clean, clean ..."

"You think I'm an idiot. I won't get dirty after washing. Otherwise, why don't you just let me eat? I want the virus to erode my body. There are no windows, let alone doors." I glanced at you and saw tears swirling in your eyes. You tried to hide it and kept putting rice in your mouth. At that moment, I found that I was wrong. For so long, you have been putting up with my sarcasm and even ridicule, and you have no complaints.

Did you find out? Do you know? That's when I changed, and then I had this idea: I want to be your own daughter in the next life, and I will remember you in the next life!