Whether in school or in society, everyone has been exposed to essay writing at one time or another, right? Essay writing is a method of narrative that expresses the meaning of a topic through words. What kind of essay can be called an excellent essay? The following is my compilation of essays on Mother's Day, welcome to learn and reference, I hope it will help you.

Essay on Mother's Day 1

Thought, I'm just going to spend Mother's Day like this, plain and simple, right, and nothing to do with the program! However, in the morning when I sat at my desk to read a book, I saw about gratitude, and could not help but, realized that I have nothing to show is a wrong choice.

So then, began to cook, anyway, just enough material!

Cook the noodles. Put the eggs. I remember my mom once said that their previous birthdays weren't as grand as ours are now! Just a bowl of noodles, and then two eggs, representing longevity! Healthy! So that's what I did! Okay! I admit, this is the first time I've ever boiled a whole egg, I've always fried eggs every time before, never boiled them. I wasted two of them ......

I thought, when frying eggs they cook quickly every time, so boiling them like this should be quick too! As a result, when opening the skin, I found that it was still a liquid! I had no choice but to cook two more. This time it took almost half a bell to cook. When my mom came home, I told her why she was cheating on my feelings. It was obvious that I could pick up the egg, but when I peeled it back, it was not cooked, didn't she say that if I could pick it up, it was cooked? Then I realized that you can't put chopsticks at an angle. Okay, okay! I'm sorry, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this.

Made a love of eggs with milk. Steamed, it's a success! It's just that the noodles are a bit bad.

Blame me for doing it too fast? It took me about a week and a half to make these, but mom wasn't home yet, and the noodles weren't that good! As soon as mom walked in the door, I said, "If you don't come, my Mother's Day masterpiece will be gone!

Just don't want, in the future, I will say, I regret that I didn't give my mom a Mother's Day. Now, it should be enough!

Essay on Mother's Day 2

Mother's Day is coming up, and my mom and I are discussing what kind of gift to buy her "Mom, can you take me to the store? I want to buy you a gift." Mom was annoyed by me, covered both ears and said, "Okay, okay, don't bother me, give me a day off, let me be alone, this is the Mother's Day gift."

What to buy, ring, can not afford; book, what book; painting, how much?

That's when I remembered to cook for my mom. Yeah, make a breakfast for mom! I scrambled eggs, toasted a few slices of bread, prepared a small dish of strawberry sauce, poured a glass of milk, plus a glass of orange water, and worked for a whole half hour! "Happy Mother's Day!" With breakfast in both hands, I gently opened the door to my mom's bedroom. Mom smiled comfortingly. When she tried to get up, I yelled, "Don't get up, don't get up!" I wanted Mom to enjoy her child's breakfast in bed like they do in the movies. "That's so inconvenient! It's so ......" Mom's words were suddenly interrupted by the sound of an alarm.

I was in trouble, it turned out that I had just forgotten to turn off the stove, and the kitchen was so smoky that it almost caught fire! Mom ran to the kitchen in a panic, turned off the stove, and then frowned and said, "I just want some peace and quiet on Mother's Day!" "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" I cried and apologized repeatedly, but luckily, my mom didn't get mad like she usually does. At the breakfast table, in front of my mom, I scribbled three letters "MOM" on the bread with bright red strawberry jam. Then, with my mouth wide open, I took a bite of the bread.

"Look, Mom, I ate you!" I said with a funny face. Mom let out a giggle, "Don't I taste sweet?" I jumped over and threw my arms around my mom's neck, "Mommy, you're very sweet!"

I kissed my mom, and the strawberry jam that stuck to her face was my Mother's Day gift to her!

Essay on Mother's Day 3

On Mother's Day, my grandmother sent a basket of fresh fruits to my eldest mother, my mother sent a pair of beautiful sandals to my grandmother, and I sent a fragrant carnation to my mother. All three mothers had beautiful smiles on their faces.

Mom put her arm around me and said happily, "Yo, my daughter is so understanding, and knows how to be filial." I snuggled close to my mom and said mischievously, "I am learning from you ah." Mom hugged me more tightly, I kissed my mother, at this time, I realized that the corners of my mother's eyes did not know when there are more wrinkles.

I remember learning a text called "Grandma's Gray Hair" in the past, in which the grandmother smiled and said to her grandson, "Half of Grandma's gray hair is given by your father, and half is given by you." I think my mom must have gotten her wrinkles from me. When I was little, I was in particularly poor health, and my mom often traveled between home and the hospital in the wind and rain. When I frowned and refused to drink the bitter medicine, my mom frowned with pain, and when I cried with the injection, my mom also wept with me. It's not easy to raise me strong, I should go to elementary school, my mother and have to run between home and school, daytime pick-up and evening counseling homework, always see my mother busy body.

I stroked the wrinkles at the corners of my mother's eyes and tried to flatten them. Mom laughed: "Silly child, mom is willing to grow wrinkles for you, just like the great grandmother for the grandmother, grandmother for the mother, willingly for the child to grow wrinkles all over the face." I smiled back, because I suddenly realized that my mom's wrinkles were so beautiful.

Grandma loves to sing a song: ah, no matter how far you go, no matter what you are doing, to what time can not be separated from our mother; mom loves to sing a song: mom's kiss sweet kiss, called me to miss to this day; I love to sing a song: the world is only good mother, there is a mother's child like a piece of treasure. We all love to sing a song: mother!

Essay on Mother's Day 4

"Wow! Your bento is drool-worthy!" Every day when I eat in the classroom, my classmates come in groups of three or five, and especially run over to take a look at my colorful and delicious lunch box, which makes me feel grateful and proud that my mother has such a good cook, it's really a blessing for me!

Seriously working mother, you are really great, busy every day, we all call you "Superwoman", because you are always bright, eyes gleaming treat me and my sister; and you volunteer in the health center, but also enthusiastic for the children to pay, like everyone's white angel, has been non-stop! guarding the health of the community neighbors.

One time, I was careless, the exam is not ideal, a return home, you look at my exam paper, scolded me furiously, and gave me a big plate of "bamboo shoots fried shredded pork". At that time, I ran back to the room in tears, not moving to stand in front of the wall to face the wall, I'm not serious and careless, really sorry for themselves, more sorry for your painstaking advice!

When I was a child, you and I interacted very well in life, but now, you slowly stopped interacting with me because I saw your hair gradually growing gray roots, I know that your physical strength is gradually not as strong as before, because you wholeheartedly for the family to pay, but also gradually exhausted! Mom! You really hard ah!

In the warmth of May, is the season of carnations bloom, but also "Mother's Day" Thanksgiving Day, in these years I gradually know how to cherish your dedication and care for me, I will also be more serious about creating my vision, so that the dream fly over the world. Finally, I sincerely say to you: "I love you! Happy Mother's Day to you!"

Essay on Mother's Day 5

The weather in May is full of spring, and today is the holiday of all the mothers in the world. Happy Mother's Day to you, mom! Today, May 9, Mother's Day. My dear mom is lying in bed reading a book, after today's "storm", my love for her deepened again.

In the morning, I was doing the OU paper, suddenly a "blocking tiger" blocked the writing smooth pen. I thought hard, how can not come up with, then go to ask my sister-in-law. My sister-in-law looked at it carefully a few times, but she was also hesitant, so she asked me to ask my father-in-law. I touched Joe Joe carefully, "Joe Joe, teach me this question, will you?" As soon as I opened my mouth, he said angrily, "Think for yourself! We used to do our homework and think about a question for hours and hours to get it right ......" I went back to my chair and cried, afraid of the stern look on Joe Joe's face. When my sister-in-law saw how sad I was, she came to try to explain it to me, but my abbot pulled her away and told me to think for myself. At that moment my mother came out of the room and taught me, "It's useless to think seriously about a topic you don't know, it's useless to stare at it. Don't just ask for help and try to finish early to go to the movies. This is a test paper, not an exercise, and if you're in the exam room who are you going to ask?" With that she went into her room.

My aggravated tears fell again.

After a few more minutes, my mom called me into the room and gently said to me, "If you can't do the questions, you have to think about them, and if you really can't, wait until the afternoon to ask your teacher. Auntie and Joe Joe's way of solving problems may not be as easy for you to accept as the teacher's analysis. However, the tone of Joe's voice just now may be a bit heavy, but he is for you to find your own ideas, hoping that you can learn to think, don't you think so? Don't worry about it. That question temporarily stay, first write the essay, OK? "Out of the blue, I feel a strong love around me ......

This time I shed tears, not sad tears, but tears of moving.

Essay on Mother's Day 6

Ding-ling-ling. Class is over. A silver-white raindrop, percolating on the leaves of the grass, slowly slipped away. Another one hit the slate and slowly seeped down, never to be seen again. One after another, the rain came down all at once without warning. The rain poured down, blocking the way for us students. I carefully opened my umbrella and walked from puddle to puddle. Although it was only a few dozen short steps, my feet felt like they were made of stone, and I couldn't straddle them. I came to the security booth, pressed the familiar digital phone "beep" a few times, connected. I said, "I'm going back by myself and I'll get caught in the rain, so come pick me up." I was answered by a tired but gentle voice. "Okay, mom will pick you up right away" Between each word, revealing one sharp gasp after another, the phone hung up. In the waiting of a minute, the rain was a little big, a little small, suddenly fierce, suddenly urgent. The sky is getting darker and darker, the crowd in front of the school gradually less and less down. The rain was even more violent, the wind blew, and thunder struck. The sky slowly appeared red clouds, only one or two.

The green lightning on the side was like a green spirit snake dancing. The streetlights came on, lit up with yellow points of light, and just then my mother arrived. Her fingers were red from the cold, her face was white without a trace of blood, and a few strands of hair in front of her forehead were wet from the rain and stuck to her face. Her entire face was soaked, and a raindrop trickled down her cheek. On her forehead there were some crystal water droplets, I don't know whether it was rain or sweat. She shouted, "Come on, get in the car, don't let the rain get you wet". When we got home, the rain got heavier, the thunder rumbled, the lightning started to appear again, and the light from the sky broke through the foggy coat. I held a candle and put it on the table, she seemed to remember something. That day was her birthday. Two tears fell on the table, one was hers, one was mine.

Essay 7 on Mother's Day

Mother's Day is in a few days, and I am very happy because I can give my mom a gift on that day.

I thought: this year's Mother's Day must be a different surprise for mom!

By Mother's Day, I asked my mom not to do the housework, and she laughed and said: if I don't do the housework, who will do it? You do it? I said: congratulations, the right answer! I'll do it! Mom said to me with a doubtful tone: Really? Can you do it? I smiled and said, "You'll see later. Yo, you're still being mysterious with your mom! No, I'm not! Mom heard that, then laughed and did not answer.

So I finished all the chores, and I said to my mom, "How was it? I'm not going to be able to do that. Mom smiled and said: yo, my daughter really grown up! I laughed.

In the evening, I told my mom to go out for a while, and she agreed. I thought: I'm going to buy a gift. I looked for many stores, and finally found a store that I loved - brooch store. I went in. I was dazzled by so many different kinds of brooches. Suddenly, I saw one engraved with the glittering words of MORTER, and saw this brooch - pink in appearance, with the glittering words of MORTER engraved in the center. I immediately asked the boss how much this, the boss said to twenty dollars, I then asked the boss to help me pack.

Back home, mom asked me: how come back so late? I smiled and said: mom, give you a surprise! Said, handed the gift box to mom, mom said: what ah? Open it. So mom opened it and saw the pink brooch, I said: Mom, Happy Mother's Day! Mom laughed: you little wit. Said and nodded my nose.

Mom, you are the burning candle, silent dedication, the falling red is not a ruthless thing, into the spring mud more protective flowers. Mom, you are the drifting red, quietly moisturize my growth, escort me to walk every step of life!

Essay on Mother's Day 8

Mother - what a wonderful word, and how great is her holiday? This month is May, and May is a warm month, because the second Sunday of May is Mother's Day, when the world is full of warmth!

Yes, Mother's Day is full of warmth, but mother's love is pure, it is a seed of the heart; mother's love is beautiful, it is the sweetest in ten thousand pots of honey; mother's love is warm, it is the brightest in ten thousand golden rays of light; mother's love is a thousand ways, she has all the power to inspire and motivate you all the time!

There is always a person who will support us, there is always a kind of love that makes our heart ache. This person is the mother, this love is mother's love. Mothers are great, and those who bask in their mother's love are happy.

Do you ask yourself: how much do I miss my parents? The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you are aware of your parents' birthdays. There is a folk proverb: son's birthday, mother's day of suffering. When you are celebrating your own birthday, have you ever thought of the pain of death, so that your mother was born? Have you ever sincerely given a blessing to the mother who gave birth to you? We China is an ancient civilization, since ancient times, filial piety, Confucius said: "The year of parents, do not know also. One is to rejoice, the other to fear." That is to say, the health of parents, children should always be in mind. Perhaps a blessing on their own counts for nothing, but for parents, this blessing is better than anything, are unforgettable, are enough to make them tears!

Yes! The world has become more colorful because of a mother's love. The world has changed, but only the mother's love can give us magical power, and the glory of the mother's love will remain unchanged!

Ah! I love Mother's Day, but I love one person more - my mother!

Essay on Mother's Day 9

It's Mother's Day every year, and I give gifts every year, but this year I'm going to give my mom a special gift.

On the morning of Mother's Day, I got up early for the gift I was going to give my mom for Mother's Day. I ran to the kitchen and saw that there was nothing good in the kitchen, so I ran to the supermarket.

There were very few people in the supermarket today, so I quickly bought the materials for the gift and ran home.

When I got home, I put the stuff in the refrigerator and then ran to my mom's room to see if she was still there. But as soon as I opened the door, I saw my mom organizing her clothes. I ran over to my mom and said, "Today you go shopping first, okay? I'll do it here." When mom saw me say that, she asked, "You don't have a 'fever', do you! You wouldn't have been this diligent before." "Don't worry! I don't have a 'fever', so just hurry up and go shopping!" "Okay! Bye!"

After mom left I started making my secret gift.

First I took out the stuff that was in there: apples, guavas, and pears. I took out another delicate dish from the cupboard. Then, I cut the fruits into various different shapes and put them on the delicate plate, and then put the plate in the refrigerator, waiting for my mom to come back to do the last 'process'.

It wasn't long before mom came back. I asked her to sit in the living room and wait for me for a while, and while I was waiting, I sprinkled the fruit plate that was sitting in the refrigerator with sugar and inserted a bamboo skewer. Then I slowly carried it to the living room, singing "Happy Mother's Day, dear mom." When my mom saw me, she said, "You've been preparing this gift all day! Thank you so much, I thought you had forgotten.

Seeing my mom in tears, I took a Kleenex mom wipe.

I love you dear mom!

Essay on Mother's Day 10

Today is a special day, the second Sunday in May - Mother's Day. The mother rabbit took the white rabbit Huanhuan with her to pick mushrooms in the big forest with beautiful mountains and water. The mother rabbit and Huanhuan had long ears, fluffy and soft fur, ruby eyes, long three-petal mouths, and the mother rabbit wore lipstick, and she carried a basket made of bamboo in her left hand.

Picking and picking, the sky gradually darkened, the basket of mushrooms are almost overflowing, the mother rabbit took a dozen fresh mushrooms, and instructed Huanhuan: "You just play in the face for a while, I go into the house to cook." After that, the mother rabbit went into the kitchen to cook. The rabbit thought: Today is Mother's Day, my mom is usually so good to me and works so hard, what should I give my mom as a gift? Huanhuan looked at the mushrooms in the basket, his eyes twinkled and he came up with an idea. It first took out a piece of white paper, wrote a line on the paper, then took out a rope, strung the mushrooms one by one on the rope, after stringing them together, it turned into a mushroom necklace, and then glued the paper on the necklace, so she walked to the kitchen gently and saw that her mom was cooking, so she suddenly blindfolded her mom with her right hand, which scared her, and then put the necklace on her mom's neck with her left hand , asked, "What day is today?" "Mother's Day, so you remember." Huanhuan took her hand away and the rabbit's mother saw a mushroom necklace with a note that said, "Mom thank you for raising me, and I wish you a happy Mother's Day and happy every day. Huanhuan.

The mother rabbit looked and couldn't help but smile from the bottom of her heart! From this story I know the mother's love, is the greatest, I also want to learn Huanhuan, grow up to return my mother.

Essay on Mother's Day 11

In my impression things are not fair, but just one day felt the world so beautiful ......

I have a kind and beautiful mother, because of family reasons: my father passed away when I was 2 years old. Everyone in the family grieved because of it. My mother became the backbone of our family for more than ten years, and she worked hard to earn money for the family, despite the difficulties and hard work. Mother was haggard and helpless, working hard for our future life. The hardships of life were tormenting her, prompting her to become impatient and take out on me the anger she had suffered in life. I felt that I was getting farther and farther away from my mother, and in order for this not to happen again, I tried, I studied, I struggled, not to leave regrets on my mother. God forbid, maybe my mother had too much anger built up inside her. I learned to be patient; I learned to be independent; I learned to be lonely.

That night was dark and very dull, and the stars were twinkling. I looked for my mother to talk to, I said to my mother: "Mom, you old for us to pine for the heart, don't be so tired." My mother patiently said, "My son has grown up, and he knows how to care for his mother." It was the first time my mother had ever spoken to me patiently. My mother smiled, her face was covered with wrinkles, and she looked so kind. "Mom, you top of the sky, standing on the ground, is not for us," I squinted to hold back tears, "Mom, I will work hard, will not let you down." My mother stroked my head: "Son, I won't let you down either." I jumped into my mother's arms and she hugged me and said, "How old is a child to be crying?"

I walked out of the bedroom, outside the window of the `moon is exceptionally bright, the stars emanate an incomparable light of happiness. Perhaps, this is life!

Essay on Mother's Day 12

My mother was a teacher, a cultured person, looked ordinary and ordinary women are no different, but she gave me life and talent strong education.

This life of mine is mother me, can imagine how much she gave birth to me, and the first time my mother looked at me, she smiled sweetly.

Mother almost did not give me pocket money, the beginning of my often complained of unfairness, why other students have money to spend, I was empty-handed? Why do other people have food and drink, but I have nothing? Why is it so easy for others, but I have a lot of homework? Later I realized that my mother how hard ---- she had to go to two or three classes a day, sometimes half a day can not drink a mouthful of water. I then used the thought to convince myself of those useless ideas, study hard and give my mother a great reward.

When I was a child, I did not know anything, my mother what to do, I followed behind ----- her watering flowers, I loosened the soil; she did the questions, I do my homework; she watched TV, I sat next to her, together. From these things, I learned to care for flowers, learn to write words neatly, these habits, in this future, I continue to improve, do more and more good.

Of course, what is not smooth sailing, there are a lot of sadness ----- Once, I secretly took the five dollars in the New Year's Eve money, was found by my mother after a lecture, from my mother's mouth: she only spent a few cents to buy a steamed bun to eat at lunch, at most, but also not more than a generation of cheap instant noodles, and I took 5 yuan at once, feel very ashamed, this incident has allowed me to form the Thrifty habits, although now have a dollar a day pocket money, but I often forget to take, a few days later to use the money, have forgotten how much money they have.

Mother gave me life, gave me education, gave me knowledge, if there is no mother's discipline, I may have been "wild" out of bounds.

On Mother's Day essay 13

The annual Mother's Day is coming, I want to say to my dear mom, "Mom, you have worked hard! I wish you a happy holiday!"

I have grown from a baby at birth to a child who understands. My mind flashed a picture and a picture: I remembered to go to school forgot to bring the book and workbook, is the mother to me to the classroom. I think of every test, mom's a word of advice: "Do not be anxious, believe in yourself." I think of my mom accompanying me to do my homework and patiently explaining to me what I don't know. I think of the time when it rained, my mom always put the raincoat on my body, but she was drenched in the rain. I think of the time when it was cold and my mom put her clothes on me while she was freezing. I think of the time when I fell asleep in the middle of the night and stared the quilt away from me, and it was my mom who covered me up. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it.

The mother's work is very busy and very hard, I think the mother back must be very tired, but also to give me cooking and cleaning room. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. So I followed my mom's example, first of all, the things in the house neatly arranged, put my books on the bookshelf; and then sweeping and mopping the floor. After I carefully cleaned, the house became more neat and bright.

I thought my mom would be very happy to see the changes in the house when she got off work. I gave my mom a cup of coffee, and she came back. The first time I came in, my mom said, "The house is so clean, and there is a strong flavor of coffee. It's Timmy, isn't it? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

I took the coffee and said to my mom, "Happy Holidays!" I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new one! I was so happy to see my mom happy!

Today is Sunday, I got up early and did my homework at my desk. Suddenly I remembered that it was Mother's Day, and an image flashed through my mind, recalling a past event that moved me.

Things are like this, that afternoon after school home, mom also followed back, I found my mother very tired, eyes squinting, but also yawning. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get out of this one. However, seeing my mom work so hard, I feel very sad, so I decided to share some of the housework for my mom. I started to clean up the house, first of all, the newspaper folded, and then the glass was cleaned.

I first put the glass into a basin full of water, and then picked up the rag, one by one, wipe up. I found a cup inside a little dirty wipe not clean, so I took some washing powder to wash. Suddenly, the cup slipped from my hand, and the ear-splitting sound startled me. I hurriedly cleaned up the glass shards on the floor. At this time, I found that my mother was already standing in front of me, she said, "Don't use your hands to pick up the pieces, let me do it." I stood up, embarrassed, bowed his head, said: "Sorry, mom, I was too careless." I thought to myself, "I'm sorry, Mom, I was careless." I thought to myself, "I'm going to get a scolding this time. Mom came over, touched my head, said: "children, did not scare you, right? Let mom to clean up, you go outside to watch TV." Mom's words are very gentle, but let me more difficult, unknowingly I cried ......

Recalling this incident, I feel very warm in my heart, it tells me that mother's love is selfless, is great, I want to Mother's Day this day to return my mother.

On Mother's Day essay 15

At home, mom is "a spoon" "a hand". Every time you help me solve problems and teach me knowledge, I can't help but feel a strong sense of admiration.

One night, I was doing math homework, a "roadblock" jumped out to stop my thoughts. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. How to find the perimeter? Add what? ...... I had to go to ask my mom. Mom saw, suddenly came to the spirit, big eyes flashing with excitement, even the TV is not watching, took the book counted up.

Just see her holding a pen on the white paper "brush" to write something, a moment to raise his head, holding his chin in thought, gradually, a paper densely filled with numbers. I look, all are "x" "y", suddenly feel so meaningless, pick up the book to go. But my mom held me back: "Be patient, let me think about it, the result will be out soon." A few minutes later, I was in the middle of a test. "After a few more minutes, my mom tapped her head, so some well thought out math language came out of her mouth like a fountain, different from my previous algorithm, but simpler and clearer. I listened with conviction.

I was reminded again of an incident not long ago. At that time, I was reading a book with a math puzzle that I had been thinking about for a long time with no results, so I was ready to throw it away. Mom came out of nowhere, as if she could smell the smell of learning, and without further ado took the book and began to read the question with great interest, as if eating a meal in general, this sitting is half an hour. Eat, I called her several times she was indifferent. Finally, when I finished eating, she came out happily, waving the manuscript paper in her hand and cheering, "Yeah! I know the answer! "When I saw that, another wave of emotion welled up in my heart ......