Hello! All along, you have been with me, teaching me the truth of being a man and the attitude of doing things. Although I am willful, I have always been very grateful to you in my heart, for your tolerance and understanding, which is a great maternal love!
I still remember when I was a child, I especially liked to stick to you, and I loved to run into your arms when I was in trouble. I will follow you everywhere, eager to be tied together with a rope. Can cook a good meal; You will help me braid beautiful braids; You can tell the story of Snow White. At that time, you were the god in my mind.
When I was in the sixth grade, I often heard the teacher say that children would have a rebellious period, quarrel with their parents and talk back. Some students around me actually began to rebel against their parents. I went home and asked you what was going on. You smiled and told me, "Everyone has to go through this period, and so do you." I pouted and said, "I won't! I won't quarrel with my parents! " You touched my head and gave me a loving smile.
Slowly, my classmates almost quarreled with my parents, but I didn't. I am very proud in my heart, because there is no generation gap with you. At that time, I believed that there would never be a generation gap between us. In junior high school, heavy schoolwork and inexplicable troubles made me grumpy. Sometimes no one listens to what you say; If you repeat a few words, I will feel that you are tired of nagging; I'll put down the dishes if your cooking is not delicious. I'd rather be hungry than eat. You laugh at all this, you understand the great pressure as a middle school student, and you understand me very well. But I finally challenged your patience-
At noon that day, your stomach was upset, so you managed to cook the meal and invite me to eat. I found that the food was not to my taste, so I said I would leave without eating as usual. You finally can't help striking the table. "How can you be so picky! Sit down and eat! " I was frightened by your crying. When I turned around, I found you sweating and pale, which made me even more afraid. I asked you what happened. You told me weakly that you had a stomachache, and I took medicine and water to feed you medicine. Seeing your unbearable pain, my tears can't stop flowing. At that time, I found that there was already a gap between us.
I began to reflect on what I had done, and found that I was not myself when I was a child, and that firm belief had already gone with time.
Mom, I'm sorry, I'm so ignorant. Thank you for being so tolerant and considerate. At this moment, I am happy to have a mother like you!
Salute!
Daughter:
20xx May 17
Words to Mom 9 2 Dear Mom and Dad:
Hello!
I have been a big boy since I was born. Under your protection, I am very happy, but I am also very upset. Because I want to grow up and become a person who can face all difficulties independently.
Maybe I'm not perfect. Please don't expect too much. I just like ordinary life. I'm not as strong as you think. I have thoughts and feelings. I will get hurt and cry, please don't compare me with others, and don't always make me better than others in everything. I hope you can let me pursue my dream, even if it is not easy to walk, I will fall and bleed.
Mom and Dad, do you know? When I was most sad, you misunderstood me instead of comforting me. That time, I was very sad.
School was late that day, and it was raining. The rain is a little heavy. A heavy rain bead snapped, and the splash was two centimeters high. I staggered on the road with an umbrella in one hand and a bicycle faucet in the other. Because I came home late, I was afraid you were worried. I was so fast that I wiped several people's clothes from side to side. Almost slowed down and braked. I tried to slow down, but my center of gravity was unstable and I fell to the ground steadily. My clothes are soaked, and I don't know how far my umbrella has fallen. My hands are covered with blood, and my bones hurt. I looked up and looked around. People around me first looked at me in surprise, and then "poof" laughed wildly. Someone even pointed at my face and satirized me. I suddenly felt humiliated. Then I got up hard, limped on the bus and went home.
As soon as I got home, you asked me: Why did you come back so late? I was about to tell you, but you said, come on, go in and do your homework. So I tried to make my legs natural. As soon as I closed the door, I began to cry mercilessly, and my tears flowed downwards. My heart is broken, and the blood on my hand is frozen, but my grievance and sadness can't be controlled!
Mom and dad, please know that I have grown up, and I have really grown up. Will you please understand me and support me? I have proper limit. Although I am still a child, I know the meaning of responsibility. I will take good care of my life for myself and for you. Please give me some encouragement!
Mom and Dad, I also want to say to you: Thank you for raising me.
Love your daughter.
20xx.05. 18
I never know what to write. I look up at the starry sky, and now there is a scene in your warm arms in the early summer night. My tears seem to fall like this. ...
It's very cold at night in early summer. I don't know why, all three of them are arguing with you alone. You are like a helpless little flower, blown by high winds, wet by wind and rain, and struck by lightning; Silly me, I ran over and cried in fear, as if the more I cried, the more they quarreled with you. You held me tightly, and I whispered to you, "Do you think you will come back?" But you didn't. My childish heart is full of Qian Qian's discontent. When I was about to push back their words, you took me and reminded me not to talk. I was puzzled by your behavior, and then they left, leaving only the two of us in the room. You hugged me tightly and tried not to cry. Mom, I know whose tears have already flowed from my heart ... when I grow up, I find.
Mom, you are the one who values our choice most. I remember when I was a child, I said I wanted to learn traditional musical instruments, and you led me to learn. When I said I wanted to be a writer, you helped me buy books to read ... I remember that when I was a child, I was particularly naughty, tearing books and playing tricks, but you never talked about me, but you always reminded me. ...
Once, I really wanted to go to the park. You and dad took me along the way, and everyone talked and laughed. However, when crossing the road, I was accidentally hit by a drunk driver. My father and I were pale, so my father called the police quickly. Enthusiasts will help me. I was shaking with fear. My young heart is very worried that I will lose you. Since then, you have been undergoing surgery, my father has been waiting, and my elders have come to take you home.
Yes, my mother's love is outstanding. If you only know the key when you lose it, you will never feel love. My mother allows me to write a poem with a thick pen, okay? Mom:
love
I have a mother,
She raised me like a hot land,
She,
Working day and night,
For my happy growth.
I have a mother,
She is like a lamp guiding me,
She,
The wax torch turns to ash,
Work for my intelligence.
I have a mother,
She is like a pool of cold water washing my heart,
She,
Surging,
Let my heart bathe in sunshine. ...
Wish you all the best.
Physical and mental health
daughter
Words for Mom 9 4 Mom, your love is like the sun in the cold winter, giving me warmth and hope; Mom, your love is like a beautiful flower, plain but gorgeous. Mom, I want to take this opportunity to tell you something from my heart.
Mom, I know you work hard, but you still remember to take care of me in your busy schedule. Do you remember that time? It's past ten o'clock at night, but I'm still not sleepy, lying in bed tossing and turning. Suddenly, I saw a figure coming slowly, oh! It's you! I immediately closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. You pressed your feet very low, carefully pushed the door in, gently moved the chair, and was about to sit down when you suddenly stood up and walked to my bed. You gently cover me with the quilt I kicked off. Your warm hand gently touched my head, and I felt that your hands were rougher than before.
After taking care of me, take out a stack of data before you sit back on the computer. The moonlight shone on the windowsill, and it seemed quiet all around. Your fingers are banging on the keyboard so fast that you can only hear the keyboard "brushing". I vaguely see a few white hairs on your head and a few wrinkles on your face. May be with your company, my heart calmed down, in your busy, I fell asleep. When I woke up again, you were so tired that you fell asleep at the computer.
You are a little hard on me once in a while. When I am disobedient and my homework drags on, you always say to me seriously, "I must finish my homework today."
I always say disapprovingly, "There are still two days left! Don't worry, don't worry. "
You were angry and said to me, "Why didn't you form good habits when you were young?"? What should I do when I grow up! " "
But I just went on strike.
You're really angry. You stared at me with your eyes, grabbed my hand tightly and hit my palm hard twice. At that moment, I burst into tears. That night, I finished my homework with tears in my eyes, and the air seemed to freeze. I don't know when it started, but I scratched my heart. Time flows hard, like sand in an hourglass falling into my aching heart. When I was about to sleep, you pulled me to the front, stroked my palm and said to me affectionately, "It hurts my parents to beat the children." It's hard to beat your mother. If you listen, I won't hit you in the future. "
You always give me generous encouragement. Whenever I do well in the exam, whenever I write a good composition, no matter what, as long as I make a little progress, you will always have a pair of bright eyes, hold me tightly and say to me, "Did you really do it?" Great! "After listening to your praise, my heart is as sweet as honey, and my feet seem to be stepping on the clouds of happiness.
Mom, I love you! Thank you for your efforts for our family. In the future, I will work harder and live up to your expectations.
Dear mom, thank you for accompanying me to school every day, rain or shine. Although I am often inattentive in class, I will unconsciously twist my body or make some strange noises, which will disturb others and cause strange eyes, but you will never blame me, because the doctor said, "This is a symptom called ADHD. As long as I take medicine on time and control it, I may grow up." So now you have to take me to a big hospital every three months, and it costs a lot of money every time. I hope my situation can get better and better, and don't let you worry too much.
Mom, I like your "roasted curry rice" best! Whenever I get a satisfactory score in the exam, you will make this specialty to reward me. Potatoes, carrots, beef, cheese, boca ... all kinds of ingredients with perfect nutrition, put them in the oven with your skillful hands, and the fragrant and wonderful taste will come to your nose in an hour or so. I can't wait to eat. It's delicious, smooth and crisp. I really can't get tired of eating. I feel like Popeye who ate spinach. I am full of energy. If I work harder, I will definitely get more 100 points!
However, when my mother is angry, she looks like a "tiger mother" and her fierce eyes seem to eat people alive. It's really terrible! I think: don't fly into a rage even if someone doesn't obey the traffic rules when driving. Although you have a sense of justice and don't like people who disturb social order, I still hope you can have a good temper, otherwise you may be angry with yourself and scare us, which is not good at all.
There are five brothers and sisters in our family. The oldest brother has graduated from college, and the youngest brother is only five years old. He is still at the stage of babbling. Everyone has different personalities and needs, and you can always take care of us properly. It's amazing! Especially when my little brother often gets into trouble or breaks things because he is young, you will patiently and tirelessly teach him, which makes me admire. I want to learn from your patience and love, care more about my brother, and let me share your worries and help you.
After a busy day, my mother listens to classical music in the room every night, and melodious melodies flow out of the door. I will unconsciously indulge in it in my study, so my mind will calm down and my whole body will feel very comfortable. Relaxing with you is my favorite moment! You know I like music, so you sent me to the study piano. Now I can play world famous songs such as Little Brown Pot, Old Pine Tree and Cuckoo. If there is a chance, I'm sure you will like it.
Dear mom, you really work hard. You have done so much for us without even complaining. I want to say "thank you!" And tell you: "I love you! "I hope you can live a long life and be happy with us forever!
Words to Mom 9 6 Dear Mom:
Hello! How was your work today?
In your heart, my brother and I are your treasures. Before, you wrote to me to express your inner thoughts. Today, I want to talk to you from the heart, so I am writing to you this time to tell you.
All along, I am a quiet person, and I don't know how to express my love for you. So it looks dull, but that makes me have a lot to say. It was a summer, and I accidentally said I wanted to eat durian. You heard me. You made an excuse and went out. It is rainy in summer, and the bright sunshine suddenly turns into lightning and thunder. Not long after, you came back with durian. I found that your face was covered with water drops, your hair was covered with rain, and my eyes were covered with durian. I turned a blind eye to your mess. I can't wait to eat durian. You found a cloth and put it on the mat to help me peel it off. Smelling a faint fragrance, I began to gobble up.
Mom, now think about it, you look calm on the surface, but there must have been a storm in your heart at that time. I didn't have time to say "thank you" before, but now I take this opportunity to tell you. I hope I don't mind my son's unintentional "passing by".
Another time, it completely changed me. That time, you said that there was a strange flower in your hometown, commonly known as eggplant. The light in your eyes aroused my curiosity. So you took me to my hometown. I climbed the mountain with joy, looking for the eggplant in your mouth, but I couldn't find it. I can't help complaining. "No, it used to be everywhere." Say that finish, you ran far away, and a few minutes later, I found someone climbing halfway up the mountain in the distance. I looked intently, and it was you. I watched you crawling on the hillside, without any exercise cells. I can't believe it. What happens if you step on the air? I just closed my eyes. After a while, I vaguely watched you come. I don't know why, but my nose is sour and I want to hug you. You smiled and said nothing.
After this incident, my heart gradually enriched, my personality became sensitive, and I found the deep love you gave us. Mom, you gave me everything I wanted, but you didn't want anything. Every time you give, you get nothing in return. I hope you can take more time to take care of yourself, do what you like and travel to the places you like.
Hope:
Good health and happiness forever!
Your son
20xx 10 year1October 27th.
Words to Mom 9 7 Dear Mom:
Hello!
I have worked hard for you for so many years. I was too ignorant before. I lose my temper every time I meet a little thing. When my life is not satisfactory, I always go home and growl like a lion. Your comfort at this time always makes me feel unsatisfactory, just like you bully me. Mom, I'm sorry. Maybe it's just adolescent rebellion.
At that time, there was frost on my hair, my snow-white skin was a little dark yellow, and the wrinkles around my eyes deepened day by day. Mom, years have deprived you of your youth, and the pace of time passing is accelerating. Mom, but I still won't forget you. If little love is a star, then mother's great love is the Milky Way, a beautiful star without gaps. In the long river of memory, there are always many things, and everything is an exclusive wreath woven by my mother with a little love. The eternal rule is breakfast, lunch and dinner every day. Love is small, but it is significant. Every drop of rice has my mother's sweat, which makes me want to repay. "Mom, let me help you wash your feet today." "No, mom's feet stink and smell like bricks." "Mom's feet are not smelly at all, and they are always the most beautiful in my opinion." "Do your homework and go to bed early." "Mom,no."
My mother finally agreed, and my mother's feet were thick. At this time, my mother couldn't help but get tired after being soaked in warm water, and closed her eyes slightly. Then my mother suddenly asked me what was wrong. I said nothing, maybe the water is cold. In fact, my mother felt a drop of liquid fall on your feet, because it was tears. Years involve not only missing, but also the hard figure of my mother. It's not easy for you to make money. You have to wash clothes at noon every day. I am curious to ask you why. You just said you love cleanliness, but I don't think so. That day, I ran to the clothes first and got wet. At this time, I understood everything. It turned out that the whole dress was mother's sweat, and tears slipped inadvertently. Maybe that time,
Mom, when you are sad, you might as well tell me that I will always be your pistachio. Mom, when you are sad, you can tell me that I will always be your good daughter. Mom, when you are sad, you should tell me. Oh, there is no reason, because you are my mother, a mother with great maternal love. Mom, I love you forever!
I am here to convey
welcome
Your daughter XXX
20xx February 22nd
Words for mom 9 8 time has passed, quietly replacing yesterday and tomorrow. It's been sixteen years. Mother, the day when I met you is almost over, and it has been sixteen years. In these long and distant days, I regard you as a beacon for piloting, and you also regard me as the whole driving force for life and struggle.
Writer Bi Shumin described the image of mother as follows: "She is a drooping grain of wheat, she is endless silk, she is a feather in winter and a firefly in summer. She is the willow on the river bank, and she is the snow in the wheat field. She is a fire that never goes out, and she refuses to lower the slightest expectation. She is a signature on the report card, and she is an old wall worn by generations in the wind and rain. She is a silhouette of eternal youth in memory and an unshakable eye in a hurricane. " It seems that all good things can be compared with mothers. Mom, do you know that whenever I leave home and am not with you, I often think of this passage, and your image comes to mind.
Mom, I am no longer the child who used to be ignorant. Now, I will have a different understanding and a deeper understanding of many things, so I will always argue with you in a sharp voice. But please understand, mom, sometimes I'm really too tired to explain to you calmly.
I vaguely remember that when you were a child, you seemed to be a magical magician with infinite magic, and you always thought of various ways to make me happy. Now, in my unconscious memory, my forever young mother has been engraved with parallel lines on her forehead by the sickle of years, and the beauty and exquisiteness of youth have been pierced by time, but you have become my most solid reliance.
When I am homesick, your figure always comes to my mind first. Maybe it's a home-cooked dish, maybe it's a few words of scolding that hate iron not to produce. Mom, you are always imprinted on my heart in a special way. It seems that all mothers in the world are like this, with warm hearts, to selflessly tolerate everything of their children. When I am frustrated, you awaken my high fighting spirit with your eager heart; When I am anxious, you tolerate my sharp words with patience; When I am uneasy, you comfort my wandering heart with warm hands; When I was overjoyed, you taught me to be calm. Your every move seems to be my code of conduct, which impressed me deeply.
Bai Juyi said: "I was born without a hometown, and my peace of mind is my destination." Fish's home is water, and my home is your arms. Mom, life is like blinking. After a while, my temples will be gray. I don't know when your white hair is so dazzling, which makes me feel a little distressed. Mom, how I wish you were still the young and naive mother I remember. I beg the hourglass of time to flow slowly, and then slowly, so as not to let you add more hair. I want to keep every moment of you. I also know that some things will always be swallowed up by the sandstorm of time, just like you will leave me one day, so I will be fine and not do anything that I regret.
Mom, you spent morning and evening with me one after another, and spent morning and night with the toddler from babbling to sixteen. When a teenager was in high spirits, I felt that I had many things more important than feelings, but later I found that all I could remember were some small pleasures.
Mom, I hope you can turn the vague time into a leisurely Bai Yueguang, beautiful and gentle.
I never know what to write. I looked up at the night sky and saw the scene of early summer night. Your warm embrace seems to remind me of this, and my tears keep falling. ...
Early summer nights are strangely cold. For some reason, all three of them are arguing with you alone. You are like a helpless grass, blown by strong wind, wet by wind and rain, and struck by lightning; Ignorant, I ran over and cried. It seems that the more I cry, the more they quarrel with you. You hold me, and I whisper to you, "You say go back." You didn't. My childish heart is full of discontent. I was about to take back their words when you pulled me and motioned me not to talk. I was very puzzled by your behavior at that time. Later, they left, leaving only two of us in the room. You hold me tight and try not to cry. Mom, I know your tears have flowed from your heart ... When I grow up, I realize that you are gone, mom.
Mom, you are the one who respects my choice the most. I remember when I was a child, I said I wanted to learn musical instruments, and you led me to learn. When I said I wanted to be a writer, you bought me books to read ... I remember that I was naughty since I was a child, like tearing books and playing pranks, but you never said anything about me, only reminded me. ...
Once, I really wanted to go to the park. You and dad took me, and we talked and laughed all the way. However, when crossing the street, you were accidentally hit by a drunk driver, and my father and I were pale. Dad quickly called the police, and good people were helping. My whole body is scared, and my young heart is scared, afraid of losing you. Later, when you were in surgery, my father was waiting, and my grandparents were answering.
Yes, maternal love is so great. If you only know the importance of it when you lose it, you will never feel love. My mother allowed me to write a poem with blunt pen and ink, okay? Mom:
love
I have a mother,
She is like a fertile ground for raising me,
She,
Working day and night,
For my healthy growth.
I have a mother,
She is like a lamp guiding me,
She,
The wax torch turns to ash,
With my wisdom.
I have a mother,
She is like a pool of clear water washing my heart,
She,
A trickle,
For my kindness. ...
wish you
in perfect nick
daughter