In ordinary daily life, people always have to touch or use writing. Writing is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed, concise language that they can understand to a developed, standardized grammatical structure that can be understood by others. I believe many friends are very upset about writing. The following is my carefully compiled composition by Xiaoshengchu: My mother, for reference only, welcome to read. My mother 1

There is a family of five in my home.

I am a little lazy at ordinary times, and so is my father, not to mention my two sisters. My mother does all the usual housework by herself. My mother is not tall. The face is a little black. She wakes me and my dad up at five o'clock every morning. My sister walked by in high school long ago. You see, first she lifted the quilt and shook me, and then she called my dad when I didn't wake up. Mom had already served the hot water just after we got up. After washing my face, my mother quickly put the porridge on the table and said to us, "Eat it while it is hot, you have to go to school later. You just had dinner." After her mother took the bowl away and washed it, she began to be busy again. After mopping the floor several times, I made the bed and went out. When I got downstairs, I saw my neighbors moving things and helped me move them to the fourth floor. Then I remembered that I went to the vegetable market to buy food before I bought it.

I remember once, when I was at school, it rained heavily. I looked at the sky and sighed and thought, I can only go home in the rain. When I got home, I found that my mother had not come home, so I called my father. My father said, "My mother went out with an umbrella when it was raining. Why hasn't she come back yet?" Won't be to pick you up? " "Impossible, I would have come back. Forget it, I'll go to school and look for it! " By the time I got to school by bike, it was past seven, and it was dark. At this time, I saw a familiar figure under the tree. I hurried over and found that it was my mother now. I remember when I asked her why she didn't go home, and she said that she would wait before I did. At that time, my eyes couldn't control my tears and filled my eyes with sunrise. Mom quickly asked me what was wrong, and I smiled and said nothing. When I got home, my mother started cooking again.

I love my mother. Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 2

"There is only goodness in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure ..." Everyone should have heard this ballad! Yes, everyone has heard what this song wants. When we were young, we should be lulled to sleep by the song Market! I have good.

wake me up every morning, and I always say, "I know, it's annoying!" " I always pull me to wear it, and if I pull it, I will fall, and if I pull it, I will fall, and it will be repeated several times. But I always took pains to pull me until I was awake, so I put it on. I learned from my every move that it is maternal love.

I always leave the most beautiful tears when I am sick. "Ha P-"I had a fever, and my pen fell to the ground. I immediately stopped what I was doing and hugged me to go to the hospital. "Oh," a high fever of 4 degrees, damn it! I immediately fainted in my arms. When I woke up, my eyes were red and full of tears. I learned from my tears that it is maternal love.

Motherly love,

is a kiss printed on the forehead before the child goes to bed;

Motherly love,

is a tear in the corner of a child's eye when he is sick;

Motherly love,

is the sound that children hang on their lips before going out;

Motherly love,

is the smile on a child's face when she gets it.

maternal love cannot be replaced by fatherly love. Maternal love, yes, selfless, we should cherish maternal love. My mother 3

My mother is a beautiful mother. She has thin eyebrows and a pair of eyes. She is slim and looks good in any clothes. My mother likes shopping, buying new clothes, and chatting with others. She often talks endlessly.

My mother is very concerned about me. One night, I was sick and had a fever, and my father went to work. My mother took me to the hospital in one breath and hung the water with me. When I got home after hanging the water, my fever didn't go down. My mother stayed by my side and kept applying two wet towels to my forehead in turn, so I didn't sleep all night until my fever went down. Later, when my father knew that my helpless mother could actually hold me sick, he said that this was the power of maternal love! My mother not only cares about me in life, but also gives me a lot of help in my study. Bought me a lot of study materials, taught me the correct learning methods, cultivated the habit of independent thinking, and asked me to be serious when studying and enjoy myself when playing.

On holidays, my mother often takes me to play, so that I can get in touch with nature, relax, relieve the pressure of study and cultivate my sentiment. Usually, my mother and I study together, play games, chat and laugh together like good friends. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING? Mom, you have worked hard for me and paid your own efforts. I must study hard now and will honor you and repay you when I grow up. Thank you for your care for me for so many years. I love my mother, my mother is the best mother in the world! Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 4

I lost my mother when I was a child. Soon, my father brought a woman. My father pointed to the woman and said, "Xi 'er, call mom." I glared at the woman and left. The woman's name is Chen Wei, and she works for the Finance Bureau. From that day on, I often contradict her. One day, I had a quarrel with other classmates. As soon as I finished lunch, I went to make an appointment with some classmates, ready to teach that classmate a lesson. Unfortunately, I suddenly met my mother, no, I should say my stepmother. She said to me, "Xier, where are you going?" I said grumpily, "Don't worry about it!" She stopped me and said, "I don't care, who cares about you!" You are my child! " "I was not born to you!" As soon as the words were finished, I ran away, and the last classmate told me that my stepmother was crying. I said, "Serves you right!"

one day, I went home at night and pushed the door, but it was closed. My personality is a bit like a boy, so I got in through the window and went to bed. In the morning, as soon as my stepmother got up, she came to my bed. I was fast asleep, but I had already woken up. I deliberately pushed the quilt, and she immediately covered it for me. I think it's not just to deceive people, it's all fake. Thinking of this, I pushed the quilt hard again, and I pushed the quilt by more than half. At this time, my stepmother seemed to realize that I was faking, and shouted loudly, "Don't think I dare to hit people!" " One of my carp sat up and shouted, "I'm not easy to bully!" " I went to school. When I came back, I found her child crying! But I didn't take it to heart, because I thought she deserved it.

The days passed so fast. A few months passed in the blink of an eye, and my impression of her was still so bad. But at last, there was one thing that changed my mind about her.

once, I didn't come home late because I didn't finish my thinking questions. My stepmother came to pick me up. When she saw that my homework was not finished, she talked about it one by one until I understood it. Suddenly, her whole body was weak and her head was sweating. When I saw it, I called the teacher. The teacher helped her stepmother to her seat, so I went to make a phone call and an ambulance came soon. When the stretcher carried my stepmother to the car, she was still saying, "Tong Xi is my child, and I want to take her back!" " At this time, I want to call "Mom", but my mouth seems to be blocked by something, and I can't say anything. When the stretcher bearer was about to close the door, I rushed over and shouted, "Mom, I will go home with you, and I will never be angry with you again!" " At this time, two lines of tears flowed from my mother's eyes. Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 5

My mother, my mother is the best person in the world. My mother has never hurt me, and she is always defending me. I am really afraid that I will leave her one day when I grow up.

In this family, my mother's responsibility is the heaviest. Whenever I ask my mother to take a break, she always says that she is not tired and she has to earn money for me to support me. At this time, my heart is particularly painful. I really want to cry with my mother, but I am afraid that my mother will worry, so I hold back < P > Every time I see my hardworking mother, I can't help crying. I still remember that when I was a child, I was sleeping. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw my haggard mother sewing clothes for my sister and me under the lamp. At this time, I realized how great and charitable my mother was. When my mother works at home, she always goes to bed very late, even staying up all night. It's really too hard. I love my mother.

when I was 7 years old, I was sick, and my mother was particularly worried. However, I vaguely remember that when I was ill, my mother immediately took me to a hospital far away from home regardless of anything (it was snowing heavily, and my mother was poorly dressed), and then my mother became ill, but she insisted on cooking for me and taking care of me every day. Regardless of their own An Wei, to take care of my little daughter here. I asked my mother to see a doctor at that time, but she just wouldn't go, saying that she wanted me to take care of the disease. She just bought some medicine for herself, and everyone knows that taking medicine alone can't cure the disease. But mom is so persistent.

But I just love my mother, because only my mother is the best person in the world. Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 6

My mother is about 1.6 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, black and shiny hair, intense eyes under thick eyebrows, but a little nearsighted, and a nagging mouth under a straight nose, which is both gentle and strict to me.

Every time I look up information on the Internet, my mother often nags, "Only look up information, not play games." Every time I eat, my mother often nags, "Eat quickly and don't be picky about food." At school, he nagged me again: "Observe discipline at school." After school, my mother often nags, "Do your homework quickly."

once, because I was in a bad mood, I was doing my homework while kicking the table. My mother, who was cooking, stopped what she was doing, came over, comforted me and touched my head and said, "Zhang Saiyang, if you have something unhappy, tell it to your mother. My mother is willing to be your good friend and listen to your troubles, and she is more willing to share your worries and difficulties. If you say it, your mood will be better. Sure enough, as I spoke, my mood suddenly became open.

On another occasion, when I was late for school on Friday, my mother asked me, "Why are you coming home so late?" I said, "Help my classmates on duty." Mom shook her head and said, "No, you are lying. You must have made a mistake to look so sad." I had to bow my head and admit my mistake. It turned out that after school, Liu Xiaofeng and I pushed each other and kicked each other, but Mr. Wang stayed behind and accepted the criticism. After my mother knew it, she severely criticized me. Then my mother kindly said, "First of all, lying is not a good boy, so I must be a civilized and disciplined student at school ..." < P > This is my mother, a nagging and disciplined one. Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 7

walked and found herself on her way home. I think it was my own fault. Obviously, I didn't finish my homework and went out to play, but I quarreled with my mother and got angry. Should I? Thinking of my mistake, I feel a little sorry for my mother. Forget it, I'd better go home quickly. I think my mother must be in a hurry. What time is it now? I turned on my cell phone, God! Eleven missed calls, twenty short messages, you know, mom rarely sends messages, almost never. All of a sudden, how should she feel? I dare not call back, for fear that I will hear my mother's anxious voice. I quickly sent a short message, "Mom, I'm going home." Then I ran home with all my strength, home-that's my refuge.

when I got home, I took out my key and opened the door gently. I crept into the house, and the light came on. My mother came out of the room and calmly said to me, "Go to bed after taking a shower." After washing, I lie in bed thinking that my mother will forgive me. My mother's expression has told me that she has forgiven me. My mother is very tolerant to me, but I am always rebellious and always covered with thorns, which makes others realize their existence bloodily. I rode forward on the plain of life, and my mother accompanied me all the way in my underage days, with no regrets. Mother is a flower, which makes me learn tolerance; Mother is a flower, which has taught me patience. Mother is a flower, let me learn to give; Mother is a flower, which taught me to be strong; Mother is a flower, which taught me to persist.

"A thread in a loving mother's hand, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy" makes me truly realize the greatness of maternal love. My mother is a flower in my life, the most important one in my life, and the most beautiful one in my life. It also made me deeply understand that "but how much love has the inch-long grass, he won three spring rays." The true meaning! Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 8

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure …" Every time I sing this song, I will think of my mother. Do you want to hear my mother's story? Then listen to me.

My mother has beautiful curly hair, a white oval face, a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes, and always smiles every day.

My mother is most concerned about my study. As soon as I come home from school, my mother always asks me, "Did the teacher understand everything today?" "Did you listen carefully in class today?" Something like that. Every time I write a composition, my mother always provides me with some information. When I encounter difficulties in writing a composition, my mother always gives me some suggestions, which makes me feel enlightened and full of thoughts. Whenever I make some achievements, she always encourages me: "Don't be proud, keep working hard and strive for greater progress."

My mother not only cares about me in school, but also takes care of me in life. Every morning, my mother insists on getting up early and cooking porridge and eggs for me to eat. She always says that eggs are rich in protein and lecithin, which makes them grow up and remember. In the evening, my mother never forgets to bring me a cup of hot milk and watch me finish it before going to sleep.

when I practice guzheng, my mother always puts everything behind her head and devotes herself to practicing with me.

This is my mother, and I am proud to have such a mother! I am determined to study hard and honor my parents when I grow up. Xiaoshengchu's composition: My mother 9

My mother is like an endless blue sky, and I am like a happy bird: My mother is like a boundless sea, and I am like a cheerful little fish: My mother is like a leafy tree, and I am like a new green leaf: My mother is like ...

My mother is like an alarm clock. Every time I want to sleep late, my mother's "alarm clock" keeps ringing: "Baby, get up soon, you'll be late for school!" When I got home from school, my mother didn't stop: "Stop playing and do your homework!" " When the weather was a little colder, my mother began to nag again: "Wear more clothes and don't catch cold." When the weather is hotter, the "alarm clock" is calling again: "Eat less popsicles.