Mother is a little girl, so be gentle with her. When I was a child, I always wanted to travel around the world with my sword. When I grow up, I just want to stay with my mother and listen to you count your years. Share the following five essays about my mother, which really touched my heart when I saw them. Instead of piling up affectation with too many gorgeous words, I expressed my true feelings with plain words.

Come on, let's have a look ~

Mother's excellent composition 1

Mother is a cup of Longjing tea, which can relieve your worries when you are upset. Mom is a lantern, guiding you. Mom is a bright moon, which makes us full of hope. Mother always smells of rice.

once, while I was having fun with my classmates, a pebble tripped me and I accidentally fell into the pool. I struggled desperately in the water, and my friends on the shore were very anxious, like ants on hot bricks-running around. At this time, a thin body came into my sight, it was my mother! My mother threw herself into the water and saved me from it.

ahem, when I woke up, I was snuggling in my mother's arms. When my mother saw that I was awake, she stared at me with gentle eyes and said, "Are you all right? Why are you so pale? Are you scared?" My mother patiently asked me and patted me on the back. I want to talk, but my throat is like smoke, and I can't say anything.

the bright moon has reached midnight. My mother changed towels for me again and again. My mother paid for me with her sweat, and I seemed to see the road my mother built for me in front of my eyes. Mom, I want to eat. I whispered to my mother. Mother put on her apron and started cooking at once, regardless of the willy-nilly. I looked at the wrinkles, pale face and increasing white hair on my mother's face. I couldn't help but bow my head in shame and think: My mother has paid too much for me. I love you, Mother. I was thinking to myself.

When the meal is ready, my mother takes out my favorite chopped green onion noodles from the kitchen. I sniffed with my nose, and my eyes suddenly lit up, and the fragrant smell filled the whole room, and the smell penetrated into my heart. Yes, this is the smell of mom. I forked up the noodles and stuffed them into my mouth. Mom looked at me and said, "eat slowly, what if you choke!"! Mother smiled, smiling like a flower, and the wrinkles around her eyes became more obvious. That smile has been echoing in the room, and it has reached my heart. The fragrance of chopped green onion always makes me drool, and there is love in chopped green onion.

I will never forget the smell of chopped green onion noodles, because it is not only fragrant but also the smell of my mother. Whenever I walk into the room, I always smell my mother.

Mother's Excellent Composition 2

Today is my mother's birthday. My mother used to help me celebrate my birthday. My family remembered my birthday, but I forgot my family's birthday. So, I decided to help my mother celebrate her birthday today and give her a big surprise!

I finished my homework early, and my father and I helped my mother cook a big meal. My father and I cut the beef we bought into steak, then fried it in the oil pan, put it on a plate after frying, and sprinkle some petals on it, and you're done! Next, boiled crabs. Fortunately, my mother was in a meeting, otherwise there would be no surprise.

when the big meal is ready, it looks delicious. However, I still feel that something is missing-a gift. I took my pocket money and went to the nearby shopping mall to buy scarves for my mother. However, none of them are my eyes. As a result, I carefully selected and bought a silk scarf on the model.

when I got home, I found that my home was a little dirty, and my mother liked to be clean at ordinary times, so I made my home clean and spotless, which made people look very comfortable.

Finally, my mother came back. She was surprised to see this delicious table. My father and I came out smiling. My mother asked, "What day is it today, so you can cook?" "Nothing. "After I finished eating, I ran into the house. My father turned off the light. I came out with the cake and said happy birthday to my mother. My mother smiled happily, and I vaguely saw tears in my mother's eyes and said, "thank you, son, you have grown up!" Mom is proud to have a good daughter like you! "

I want to say to my mother: Mom, thank you for caring for me for so many years, thank you for your kindness in raising me for so many years, and thank you for helping me and encouraging me at my most helpless place ... Over the years, I have had 13 birthdays, but you haven't had one. Before, I talked back to you, mom, I'm sorry! I won't talk back to you again.

happy birthday, mom! In the future, I will definitely remember and help you celebrate every birthday. "Mom, I love you!"

My mother's excellent composition 3

Since I can remember, my mother has taken care of me and made me happy every day. Under the care of my mother, I grow sturdily day by day. However, in the past, my mother's fingers, which were like onions, were engraved with wrinkles and vicissitudes by the years, and I found that my mother's hands were quietly getting old.

In the hot summer, the sun steams our house like a steamer, and the whole house seems to be filled with a burnt smell. But my mother prepared a sumptuous dinner for me in the kitchen of "furnace in furnace".

My mother is a person who is not afraid of heat and cold. At the moment, sweat is as big as soybeans. Just as you are chasing after me, my mother has no idea. She is still busy washing vegetables, cutting vegetables and cooking with her hands. At this time, the kitchen is more like her battlefield-the battlefield for me. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I rushed to stop it, but my mother touched me with her warm, dry and old hands, and I immediately shed tears. Aren't these hands getting old just because of the trivial housework you have done for me? I don't know how many times they went back and forth in the dish washing water and laundry water, and I don't know how many wounds and tiredness they suffered in the hard work. Now their tender hands have become a branch-like hand, which makes me sad.

"Poor inherit the wind", a mother's love for her children is small but great. Once, my mother was ill and was given an infusion in the hospital. I went to see my mother, but I fell asleep unconsciously. I felt in a daze that someone was moving my place for me to sleep. Those hands were my mother's rough and gentle hands, which I knew very well. She also used the other infusion hand to cover me with a quilt. If it were me, the injection hand wouldn't dare to move. My mother is still taking care of me while watching medicine. She can't even close her eyes. Didn't my mother's hands grow old in the years when she took good care of me?

Time has carved the rings on my mother's hands, I think it's to remind me of her hard work and care for me. Those old hands have been deeply engraved in my heart. Seeing those hands that always take care of me and care about me, my heart will gush out hot springs and warm every cell in my body.

I love these hands, and I love my mother more.

Mother's Excellent Composition 4

I have seen countless hands. But the only hand that impressed me was a pair. That's-mom's hand.

Mom's hands are very rough, and there are many places where cocoons are born. These seemingly ordinary hands can evoke my memories bit by bit like a magic wand.

Today, after dinner, I helped my mother cut her nails. Mom's nails are so hard! After I cut it, I put my hand on the palm of my mother's hand. I wondered, is this ... is this really my mother's hand? I remember that my mother's hands used to be soft and delicate and smooth to the touch, but how did they become like this now? I can't help but open the door of memory: when I was a child, I was very naughty, often causing trouble and didn't study hard. Every time I get into trouble, my mother gently touches my head with her hand and says to me, "Son, you can't do this anymore." But I didn't listen at all. Finally, once again, I guess my mother can't stand it anymore. She points at me and educates me.

when I was in trouble again, I saw my mother with her head down and her eyes full of disappointment, and her hands kept shaking with sighs. Seeing this, my heart suddenly trembled, and I secretly vowed: Mom, I will definitely study hard, and I will definitely not cause you any trouble ... Since then, my academic performance has gradually improved. When I was a child, I often asked my mother to carry foot washing water to help me wash my feet. My mother often did housework, and my hands gradually became rough and gave birth to cocoons.

at the thought of this, my nose ached, tears welled up in my eyes, and slowly ran down my cheeks.

"What's the matter with you, son? Don't cry. " When my mother saw me crying, she immediately panicked. Because I said it was shameful to shed tears. "Who cried? I'm not crying! " I hurriedly touched my face with my hand and replied stubbornly. Mother sighed, gently wiped my face with her hand and said, "You should study hard and live up to expectations." I didn't say anything. Quietly looking at my mother's rough but warm big hands ...

At night, I lay in bed, with tears pouring down my eyes. Mom, you have worked hard for me for so many years, just to let me study hard, right? Don't worry, I will never let you down. Suddenly, the appearance of those hands surfaced in my mind, and tears flowed down again ...

My mother's excellent composition 5

I can't forget the smile on her face when I made progress, the worry on her face when I was sick, the tenderness on her face when I spoiled, and the serious expression on her face when I made mistakes. Who is she? She is my mother.

once, my family and friends went out to play for two days. The day before going out, I was sick and had a fever. I was so afraid that my parents would leave without me. But I soon found that my mother didn't go out, but stayed to take care of me. In the morning, when my mother came back from shopping, she told me a story when she saw that I was too bored alone. At noon, my mother helped me take a bath and made a bowl of my favorite noodles. In the evening, my mother fed me medicine and tucked me in. I woke up the next day and felt much better. I saw my mother sitting next to me all the time patting mosquitoes for me. When I woke up, she smiled and asked me, "Do you feel better?" I whispered, "Much better." My mother made me another bowl of delicious soup. I took a sip and said loudly, "It's so hot!" " My mother kept blowing soup and my mouth, joking, "Is it all right now?" After careful care by my mother, I soon recovered, and I felt happy with my full mother.

after a week, the school held a math exam. When I handed out the test paper, I was shocked. I only got 93 points in the exam, which is already very poor. I am a little sad. My mother has been very kind to me since I was a child. Even if I don't do well in the exam, my mother won't scold me, but will quietly help me solve the problem and teach me how to do it. However, this time my mother was furious and said angrily, "How many times have I told you this question, and it's still wrong? There is this problem ... "After my mother scolded me, I finally learned to do the problem carefully and decided secretly that I must get 1 points in the next math exam. I know that my mother's sternness contains deep love for me!

Motherly love is everywhere. A smile, a look and a movement are all deeply filled with my mother's love. Mom, I love you!