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My mother's composition
Everyone has written a composition in study, work and even life, so you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following are the essays collected by my mother for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

My mother's composition 1 "Only mothers are good in the world, and their children are like babies. "Every time I sing this song, I think of my tired mother.

Under her short hair, she has big bright eyes. My mother, she is also a person, but also a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

Once I made trouble at school, and the teacher told my parents to suspend classes for three days if they didn't go. I panicked at the first hearing and didn't know what to do. Well, there is no choice but to call my parents. At that time, my father was working outside, and there was only my mother at home, but my mother was not that kind of person. I still can't think of any way to do it. I had to bite the bullet and tell my mother. The result is as I expected. My mother said she wouldn't go and would call me. As soon as I heard my mother's words, I cried and cried very sadly. But the next morning, when I was doing my homework in the principal's office, I suddenly walked into a familiar shadow. My mother is my mother. Suddenly, my eyes were full of tears, but I didn't dare to cry and forced myself to hold back. Then the headmaster asked me to go back to the classroom to do my homework. Back in class, I had no idea what homework to do. I tried to think about what the headmaster would say to my mother.

When I got home, my mother told me that the headmaster was giving her a report on my recent study and what I had done. After that, my mother never said anything to me. After this, I understand my mother's kindness. This is really the pity of parents in the world.

At this moment, what I want to say to my mother most is, mom, I will never give you any more trouble, I will never give you any more trouble.

My mother's composition 2 There was a "jingle-bang" sound in the kitchen. I was startled when I first entered the room, but then I realized that my mother must have messed up the kitchen again.

My old mother was not like this. When it comes to cooking, she comes second at home, and no one dares to be the first. But with the arrival of my father, my mother became successful. But the way she carved the window grilles hasn't changed at all.

Every year before the Chinese New Year, my mother would carve window grilles. At this time, I always sit quietly and watch my mother carve carefully. Every knife can't be careless. When the knife is cut off, the whole work will be in vain. Maybe I'm around, and my mother is a little nervous. At that time, when carving the chicken tail, one of them used too much force, which caused the whole chicken tail to separate from the chicken body. My mother worked hard to carve window grilles for more than an hour, so all previous efforts were wasted. But my mother didn't lose, but wiped the sweat from her forehead, picked up the meat cleaver again, and carefully carved words on the window grilles. This persistence has deeply influenced me, so that I never give up easily when I encounter setbacks.

My mother is still fighting for me in life.

One day, I was sleeping soundly, but I was awakened by the sound of the basin falling to the ground. I got up and saw that it was my mother washing clothes. When I look closely, it's almost all my clothes, and my mother is squatting on the ground, constantly repeating several seemingly simple but very laborious actions-rubbing, twisting, throwing, and occasionally wiping her sweaty forehead with her arm.

I froze and felt a little uncomfortable. After a hard day's work, my mother had to cook and wash clothes until midnight. If I wear clean clothes, will my mother be less tired?

"Mom, it's so late. Go to sleep. I will go to work tomorrow. I'll do my own laundry tomorrow. " My mother smiled and was still washing clothes there. My mother works too hard. I secretly made up my mind to do my own things in the future and reduce my mother's burden.

There is an umbrella, even if the rain stops, it will not be collected; There is a kind of flower that refuses to lose even if it withers. Motherly love will never change from blue hair to white hair. The love my mother gave me is my greatest happiness.

My mother's composition 3 My mother is a rural woman in her thirties. She looks very old and has three wrinkles on her forehead. Mother is illiterate and has never been to school. My mother works outside all the year round and only goes home during the New Year. Mom has a bad temper and gets angry easily. She is competitive and insightful, but sometimes she makes mistakes.

Mother is a TV fan. She turned on the TV as soon as she got home. She sits most of the day and sometimes forgets to eat. Once, my mother was watching a wonderful TV play. I accidentally pressed the remote control. My mother flew into a rage and shouted at me, "Students can't watch TV and read books!" " I look helpless. At the moment, my brother came back. He must have seen cartoons. So, my brother and mother competed to watch TV. Mom wouldn't let my brother watch TV, so he softened up and rolled on the ground. Mother had to follow him.

My mother works in Shenzhen and saves money for my study. The neighbor who works with her mother said that her mother worked overtime until two o'clock in the evening, but she couldn't even bear to eat supper. Sometimes when she is off work, she uses it to catch goods. The first thing my mother does when she comes back every year is to take me to town to buy clothes for the New Year. She is not at home at ordinary times and calls me every Saturday. "Listen to the teacher at school, study hard, put on more clothes in winter, and ask dad to buy it after drinking milk." This became the mother's mantra.

My mother always teaches my brother and I to study hard, and sometimes tells us about her childhood. My mother is the third child, and my grandmother has three children. I can't afford the tuition for the three children, so I let my two uncles study, and my mother stays at home to work. Mother is very sad about this matter, and she will cry when she talks about it. Mother had to pin her ideals on my brother and me. She has high expectations for us and hopes that we will have a bright future. I hope everyone we use when we grow up will not follow in her footsteps. During the winter vacation, my mother spent almost all her energy on my brother and me, telling us how to live and how to be a man.

My mother's composition 4 My mother is the greatest …

When she was a child, she lived in Guiyang, with her grandmother and had her period.

At the age of studying, she has been among the best in that primary school and won the award of "three good students" for many times. She is also quite talented in painting. According to grandma, she won the first prize in a painting competition in the district. Up to now, the painting is still there. I look at this painting, and the characters on it are lifelike. I'm also thinking about my mother's smiling face when she won the prize.

In junior and senior high schools, her grades have been very good. After the college entrance examination, her grades can enter the university, but there is a practical problem that makes her very sad. The tuition required by that ideal university is too high for her grandparents to afford. Mom, she said quietly, "Nothing, which university is different?" So she willingly went to that "low-level" university. ...

Then she became a teacher and gave birth to me. I often catch a cold and have a fever. She always asks for leave from time to time to see me. The iron gate seems to be a window. I have been waiting at the door, hoping that she will bring me snacks.

Finally, when I was in primary school, when I first entered primary school, I felt that everything was fresh and I got along well with my classmates. Once, because of naughty, I fell down five stairs and sprained my ankle, so I couldn't walk at all. The teacher called my mother at once, and I sobbed reluctantly. Mom came, and she looked at me with reproach and heartache in her eyes. Without saying anything, she went home by bus behind my back. The original light rain stopped and there was a little more bright sunshine in the air. Just like my bright smile ...

This is my dear and beloved mother.

My mother's composition 5 Although my mother is plain-looking, she has no social fame and skills. In your eyes, she is just a shop owner, but in my eyes, she is the best mother in the world.

She has big eyes, long shiny black hair and spots on her face, but you can't tell without looking carefully. She looks ordinary, and like other mothers, she is a little overweight.

But something about her impressed me the most. I still remember when I was doing rehabilitation training. One day, the rehabilitation teacher taught us a rehabilitation movement and began to work hard. The legs just can't be raised as high as the teacher asked, so you said to me, "Cao Gong, don't be nervous, take your time. If we can't do it at once, we will come a few times, first lift it bit by bit, and then slowly lift it when you get used to it. " I was ok at first, but I was afraid when I was about to reach the height of a teacher. I'm afraid I'll fall, because it's summer, and falling is very painful. You read my mind like a mind reader, so you said to me, "Don't be timid, be brave, you won't fall, your mother will catch you, don't always think about falling, that won't do." But I just couldn't do it. I failed several times. Mom, you didn't blame me, but gave me reasons again and again, but I just couldn't do it. Finally, the teacher came and said to me, "Be brave, don't you see that you are going to succeed if you are all right?" If you do this, the teacher will ask the tea room to add meat to you. You know, now your brother (the teacher's son) is protesting eating meat every day. "

Ah! As soon as I heard that there is meat to eat (I am a carnivore), I secretly said to myself, "I must succeed, not for my mother, but for meat. I want to fight!" "

I made it! Ding-ding-ding ~ the lunch bell rang, haha, to eat meat!

Mother's composition 6 maternal love, like a ray of sunshine in an extremely cold world, makes me warm; Motherly love, like a hot summer breeze, makes me comfortable; Motherly love, like a clear spring when I am thirsty, gives me expectation.

Ah! Dear mom, you gave me food and clothing. Ah! Great mother, you gave me a healthy body. Ah! Lovely mother, you put your expectations on me.

Mother, please forgive my youth and ignorance. I see what you expect of me, and I understand your mentality of wanting a woman to become a phoenix. However, I am young and ignorant, and I feel that you nag again and again, asking you to stop talking again and again. At that time, I didn't understand your love.

However, I will always remember your love for me. I don't know why you had a fever in the middle of the night, but you were so worried that you didn't know how many times you got up in one night. That time, I called you because my stomach hurt unbearable, and you resolutely put down your work and asked for leave to accompany me to the hospital.

Mom, in my life, you are unique and irreplaceable. Your love is so selfless that I am not sensible, but I am secretly jealous because you care more about my sister. I think I love you too much. Mom, thank you for comforting me when I am sad; Thank you for criticizing me when I did something wrong; Thank you for making it clear to me when I took a detour, and I suddenly realized.

My mother, my mentor, taught me the truth of being a man; My mother, who is also my good friend, gives me help and enlightenment in my life. May you have a healthy and happy life; I wish you a happy life. Mom, a thousand words are finally condensed into one sentence: I love you!

My mother's composition 7 has a kind of love, you can have it at will; There is a kind of love that asks nothing in return; There is a kind of love that only she can give you ... This kind of love is called "maternal love".

Once my mother and I had a fierce argument about a puppy. At that time, I liked puppies very much and wanted my mother to buy me one. But my mother said to me, "You can't have a puppy. Too much trouble. Think about it. You have to give it a bath, buy it toys, buy dog food and clean the cage. Besides, there are so many bacteria in dogs. What if it is infected? " Anyway, forget it, it's impossible! "

Although my mother's answer was expected, I was still very angry and went back to my room and slammed the door.

After a while, my mother came over, opened the door, apologized to me and compromised with me. As long as I am more independent this year, I can consider buying me a puppy during the New Year without her help. Alas, my mother's words made me seem to see the dawn again, and my heart was full of expectations!

Another time, after attending a cram school, my mother came to take me home. She rode a battery car, maybe she forgot it and left without unlocking it. The car stopped in two seconds. It turns out that the lock is stuck. It's stuck. I can't pull it out At that time, my mother was very anxious and always wanted to pull out the lock, but in vain. I couldn't help laughing when I looked at my mother's confusion. Mother was very anxious, and she was even more angry when she saw that I was still laughing.

"If I don't come to pick you up, I will cross-legged at home, watch TV and eat snacks. How carefree! How dare you laugh! " Hearing this, I bowed my head in shame. Think of my mother's usual dribs and drabs to me, alas, I am so ignorant.

"But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." Mom, thank you for your selfless love. I will try my best to repay you!

My mother's composition 8 I like my mother because she loves me too much, but I can't finish it all my life. For example:

One day, I had a high fever, and my mother quickly took me to the hospital. Along the way, my mother said to me, "Son, are you all right?" At the same time, I was so anxious that I cried. Arriving at the hospital, the doctor said to his mother, "Your child needs an injection." As soon as I heard that I was going to have an injection, I began to cry. My mother comforted me and said, "Li Chan, don't be afraid. An injection is like a mosquito biting you. It doesn't hurt at all. " I cried even harder. My mother said, "If you have an injection, I'll take you to KFC." Ah, KFC, my favorite. So, I stopped crying and got an injection. My mother was still worried and made me some medicine, which cost me more than 100 yuan. Finally, he took me to eat KFC.

On summer nights, the weather is unbearable and I can't sleep. My mother saw it and understood everything, so she helped me with a fan. I said, "Mom, if you give me a fan, won't you be hotter?" Don't slap me. "Mom patted me and said softly," Don't talk, just sleep. "Unconsciously, I fell asleep sweetly.

Winter is coming, the weather is very cold and it snows heavily. My parents made a snowman together. I still remember what happened in my hometown a few years ago. At that time, my hands were red with cold and felt as cold as ice. At this time, my mother extended a warm hand to me. She held my frozen little hand tightly. My hands are getting warmer, but my mother's hands are much colder.

And ... Well, there are so many things that my mother can't finish talking about my kindness. When I grow up, I must let my good mother live the happiest life.

My mother's composition 9 19XX, a baby was born. The baby is the most important person in my life. She is my mother.

My mother wore two braids when she was a child, and her face was red, fat and big. She often wears a white shirt and a pair of black trousers.

Do everything except cooking. My mother will wear a pair of boots to the ground, hoe, water, weed and fertilize, and every girl will sew clothes and wash clothes. Even the diving work that boys do is done by her. My two uncles, my mother's brothers, can only cook, which makes the dishes cooked by my grandparents and my two uncles delicious.

When my uncle was young, he burned the midnight oil, that is, he got up at three o'clock in the morning and drove people somewhere. My grandmother said I was like a little alarm clock when I was a child. Crying from time to time in the middle of the night woke my uncle. My uncle put me to sleep before burning the midnight oil. By middle age, I have established my own steel company, vegetable planting company and pig raising company, and now I am in very good condition.

My second uncle was a cook when he was young. Because of his low salary, he started a training class himself, but because there were too few apprentices, he taught this generation and went to work in a big company. When people reach middle age, going out to do big business every day is also the best life.

My mother often says, "Look how good it is now. If only we had a gyro to play with when we were young. "

Indeed, when my mother was a child, she only played with stones, that is, throwing small stones to catch them, or putting small bamboo sticks in rubber to play as gyroscopes. The chances of making this gyro are very low. Sometimes my two uncles take turns carrying my mother to play.

Now my mother also graduated from technical secondary school. She always said, "You should cherish your present life." Since then, I have cherished my present life doubly.

My mother's composition 10 maternal love is like spring rain, nourishing the hearts of wanderers; Motherly love is like a midsummer breeze, which blows away the dark clouds in my heart; Motherly love, like the sunshine in winter, warms our hearts.

In my heart, maternal love is always so gentle, and my mother is always so loving.

Because my grandparents died young, the burden of raising and taking care of me fell on my busy parents. To this end, I was sent to kindergarten before I was 3 years old. My mother used to work in villages and towns. She gets up early every day to take me to kindergarten, and then rides a motorcycle to go to work. Kindergarten finishes school at 4: 30, and my mother comes back from the township to pick me up at 6: 00. When I got home, my mother didn't have time to rest. She was busy cooking for me, fearing that I would be hungry. Father came home late from work, so a lot of housework fell on his mother, who always worked hard. I know my mother's hard work, and I often do some housework within my power. At this time, my mother will teach me some life experience and teach me to wash, cook and clean. She often said, "Be diligent and bear hardships! If you suffer, you are a master! "

I remember being bullied by my classmates in kindergarten and crying not to go to school. My parents asked me why I didn't go to school, but I was afraid to tell them. As soon as my father got angry, he picked up a stick and "threatened" me. I cried even harder, but my mother lovingly held me in her arms and said softly, "son, it's fun to go to school." Don't you have many friends to play with in kindergarten? And your favorite sister Li! She will also teach you to sing beautiful songs and learn to write and draw. How's this? You learn to sing a song by Sister Li at school today, and go home and sing it to your mother. "I listen, gradually stopped crying. She cried and told her parents why she didn't go to school. Mother smiled and said, "So that's it. Ok, I'll tell that classmate later to stop bullying you. Then you should obey and go to school today. " I smiled through tears and nodded to my mother.

From then on, I never stopped going to school because of a little thing, and I never flinched when I encountered setbacks. Because, I remember: "If you eat hard, you will be a master!" " "

My mother's composition 1 1 My mother is dressed simply, her black hair is dotted with silver, and her eyes are full of love for her children.

The rainy season came slowly that year, which was hard to detect. Strangely, it was a sunny day, so I naturally missed this good opportunity and looked at the old composition book leisurely. "Rinrin Bell, Rinrin Bell ..." A phone call brought me back to the world of books. I picked up the phone casually. "Hello, who!" "ah! Sisi Lee, it's me, Xiaoyu! " There is an excited voice on the phone. That's my friend Xiao Yu. "Well, kohane, what's the matter?" It's definitely not good for her to call. "There is a new" Award-winning New Composition "in the bookstore!" As soon as I heard that there was a new composition book, Kohane and I hung up after exchanging pleasantries, intending to ask my mother's opinion. "Mom ..." I took my mother's hand affectionately. "I want to buy it …" My mother beat me to it before I finished. "I've been listening to your conversation with Xiaoyu for a long time, haven't I?" I nodded silently, and my mother took off her apron and said to me, "Mom will buy it and wait for me." As soon as mother finished speaking, she put the money in her pocket and went out. "Goodbye, Mom." I quietly waved to the thin figure outside the window. Soon, the white clouds in the sky were covered with dark clouds, and a flash of lightning flashed across the sky. Ah! I realized that it was going to rain, and my mother didn't take an umbrella out. I looked out of the window anxiously. It was raining before my mother came back. "Mom!" I quickly shouted at the thin figure outside the window. My mother came back, trembling slightly, and handed me a book with a forced smile. There were four shiny characters on it, "Is this the book?" My mother asked me eagerly. I nodded and said to my mother with concern, "Mom, you go to rest." Mother went back to the bedroom and closed the door to rest. I have a composition book wrapped in a plastic bag in my hand, which is particularly dazzling.

Mother, how great, is the most beautiful person in our minds! The most cherished person!

My mom's composition 12 One day, it's my turn to protect you.

The sun is shining, the sky is white and soft, without any impurities. Carrying a cool black bag, a cup of milk tea in my left hand, a bunch of barbecues in my right hand and a lollipop in my mouth, I walked down the street smartly. After a while, he got into a clothing store and swept it. Tired of walking, I ran into a coffee shop, drank coffee leisurely, squinting slightly and enjoyed a pleasant time. Spend "Grandpa Mao" in your pocket without care.

I didn't go home until I had dinner. Open the door. It turns out that mom hasn't come home yet. Fortunately, I had dinner. Put down today's trophy and pick up the computer to play …

The wall clock on the wall is sweeping carelessly. One minute passed, five minutes passed, ten minutes passed ... two hours passed. The hour hand points to ten o'clock. Mom finally came back.

Casually asked: "Mom, have you eaten?"

"Not yet. I'm going to cook something. You can eat together." Then he went into the kitchen to continue his busy work.

"No, I have eaten." I waved my hand. "I'm going to bed."

I tossed and turned in bed, looking at my cell phone. It was twelve o'clock, and there seemed to be noise in the next room. Gradually I fell asleep. Have a good sleep.

The dazzling sunshine woke me up. I looked at the time, it was only half past six. I got up to get a glass of water, only to find that my mother was going out with a lunch box. "Are you up? There is food in the kitchen and my mother has gone to work. "

I didn't squat down until I closed the door, and my tears kept flowing, wetting my skirt and touching my heart.

A complex emotion haunts me, feeling guilty about my extravagance; Have distressed, distressed mother's hard work; There is also a warm feeling, that is, feeling touched by maternal love. ......

Mother, mother, can be every sea; Is a person who hugs you with a broad mind like the sea every day; Dear, it's your closest and favorite person …

This is my mother …

I don't want to state my mother's occupation, because it's not important. Mother is mother, and this will never change.

My mother's composition 13 My mother is getting old and I am growing up day by day. About my mother, it is worth remembering.

Mother is not a city person, but an ordinary rural person; Mother is not rich, and life is a little tight; Mother is not as successful as Madame Curie, but she is the greatest in my eyes.

I often hear my mother tell those meaningful childhood stories, only to find that my mother is a very competitive person.

Mother is the second child in the family, with one brother and two sisters. Grandpa wakes me up early every day, planting, watching and picking melons in the fields. Sometimes, they will fight for a big watermelon. When I was at school, I always tried every means to deal with each other for a small matter-grabbing a desk. Just, for a table.

Mother also has the spirit of suffering. Because my family is not rich, I work in the fields with my grandparents every day. Mom knows it's hard to pull fields. Low back pain, and very bitter, but she never doesn't go. When I got home at night, my hand hurt badly. If I feel it once, I will never feel it again. So, I feel sorry for my mother.

Now, life is getting better and better, and my mother is working, so I don't have to work in the sun anymore. But she still has a serious and responsible spirit in her work as when she was a child. When traveling, she never gave up her job. Maybe this is the real her. She felt a little unaccustomed to not doing so.

Having such a mother is a great blessing in my life. I want to thank my mother for bringing me into this world.

As time went on, my mother's hair turned white.

I want to thank my mother for taking care of me bit by bit. No one may know her, but I know enough. The ends of the earth, it is enough to thank her.

Mom, here, I solemnly say to you: "You have worked hard!" " "

My mother's composition 14 is Mother's Day soon. On this special Mother's Day, my heart is filled with infinite gratitude to my mother.

In life, she is strict with me, and she says these words in my ear every day-"How many times have I told you, you should fold the quilt in the morning and open the window before the smell in the room will disperse ..." I told you not to put too many things in your schoolbag, just put your homework in it, and don't put the rest of the useless books ... "She always told me like this. I didn't take it seriously at first, but it was on her.

But she is not strict with me in my study. I remember once, I walked home in frustration, and my mother who came home from work early asked me doubtfully, "What's the matter? Is there anything unhappy? " I took out a piece of paper with red crosses from my schoolbag. I thought my mother would scold me, but I didn't expect her to say, "It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam, just try your best." Mastering the problem-solving method will make progress in the next exam and will be better than before! " After listening to my mother's words, I felt a warm spring breeze blowing through my heart.

When we play, mom looks so naive, just like a child. I often hit her when I play with rocks, scissors and cloth. I shouted excitedly, but she hit me gently and smiled again, looking naughty. The younger brother smiled and said, "Brother is really miserable!" "We all burst out laughing. From time to time, she is really a naughty mother.

This is my mother. She teaches me, encourages me and accompanies me.

My mother's composition 15 My mother has black hair, a little white hair, big eyes, glasses and medium height, but she is a little wordy.

On one occasion, my mother will go out to work tomorrow and will not be back for a month. I was depressed at that time, and I hoped my mother wouldn't go. I said to my mother, can you not go? "Mother said," no, where do you have food and clothes? "I thought: You are right. If I don't go, I have food and clothes. My mother said to me: as long as you study hard and make progress every day, you can't do anything. I said, "I will, but you must come back early!" " Mom said: as long as one month, I will definitely come back! "At that time, I felt as if I had fallen into the river, and my heart was very sad.

In the evening, my mother and I lay in bed watching TV, very happy. I fell asleep watching, still holding my mother. My mother touched my hair as if to say something to me. I must wake up in the middle of the night to see if my mother is still there. I hope my mother walks faster and slower, but time can't come back. If she can come back, I will never agree. But time passed quickly, and I didn't leave any time for my mother to accompany me.

The next morning, my mother was tidying up her clothes, and I was still sleeping. I got dressed at once and got out of bed. Mom prepared breakfast, which was delicious. I had dinner with my mother and then sat there. My mother is on the 10: 06 train. I saw that it was already 10, and thought: My mother must have left. I shed crystal tears. My mother wiped away my tears and left. My mother certainly doesn't want to see me cry badly. "Click click ..." Mom disappeared from my eyes.

Mom must have made it for me. I must study hard and make progress every day. Don't live up to mom's expectations! Let's go