Write a composition of about 400 words about "mother's change"

Mom has changed.

"Mom has changed," my father said, and my brother said, so did I.

In life, my mother has become diligent. Before, she did nothing at home, her clothes were stretched out and her mouth was full of food. Dad was angry and anxious: "Why don't you do what we are told to do all day?" If you go on like this, you will do nothing, and you will be as fat as a pig! ""Hum, how many things do you think you have done? You are as fat as a pig. How's it going? "Mom retorted." I won't tell you! "Dad said angrily.

However, now, she has finished all the work. In the morning, while we were still sleeping, she had already got up to make breakfast. At noon, we had lunch and took a nap. My mother was washing dishes and chopsticks. My mother has really changed!

That night, I didn't go home until after 9 pm. I thought my mother would criticize me for not playing on the road, but when I entered the room, my mother said, "Is XXX tired? Learning belongs to learning. Don't be exhausted. Wash your hands and eat quickly! "

Mom has really changed, for the better!

Mom has changed.

I have a new rich home. but ...

Since my mother changed. My home is not home, but a broken dream!

Once upon a time, my mother was so kind and concerned about the health of my father and me.

But now my mother doesn't care about my health and my father's health. On the contrary, I like losing my temper. I only know texting and making phone calls in a day. Anyway, call there. My father said that she, she also said that my father loves to control her and quarrel with her father. Often don't go home to sleep.

I really miss my old mother. I hope mom will be early. Go back to the way you were.

Mom has changed.

When I was in kindergarten, my teacher told us to do our own thing. After returning home, I often wash my handkerchiefs and socks by myself. Later, I even washed my vest and shorts. I can also clean the table and floor. Even if I don't do well and wash poorly, my mother will happily encourage me and sometimes teach me how to do better.

But then, my mother changed.

I go to school, and now I am in the fifth grade of primary school. My study burden has increased, and my mother is more concerned about my study. "Study, study" and "homework, homework" have become my only tasks every day, and I am not allowed to do anything else.

After dinner, I wanted to wash the dishes myself. As soon as I picked it up, my mother stopped me. He said to me, "Go and do your homework!" "After finishing my homework, I want to mop the floor. My mother grabbed the mop and said," Go and review your lessons! " "

On Sunday, I wanted to wash some clothes, but my mother said, "Go and read!" " ""do your homework! " "Review your lessons!" "read a book! However, these simple words are imperative. Over time, they have worn out my ears. In this way, my mother only let me study and not let me do housework. If this goes on, won't I become a nerd?

Later, the father said to his mother, "Now all children should develop in an all-round way. It is appropriate to do odd jobs by washing clothes yourself. This is also an exercise. "

After my father's persuasion, my mother will never object to my housework again.

Now, I can not only wash dishes, but also cook. I can not only wash clothes, but also sew clothes by myself ... but this has not affected my study at all, but has enhanced my living ability, learned to arrange my time reasonably, improved my academic performance steadily, and won the glorious title of "good boy"!

Mom is very happy to see this. Now, mom has changed again! Take the time to teach me some more complicated work.

Mom has changed.

Mom has changed.

I used to be a happy little girl, but now I'm depressed. Because _ my mother has changed.

My mother is very kind, kind to me and loves me very much, but somehow, she has changed and ignored me. At home, she loves the dog "Cher" best, followed by playing "Wenquxing", which completely snubbed me. Every night, I hide under the covers and secretly cry, so sad, so sad. ...

Mom, you know what? I love you very much, but you have completely broken my heart, and I feel extremely sad. I hope that in the near future, after reading my composition, you will love me forever, forever …

Finally, I want to say to you: Mom, no matter what, you will always be a good mother in my mind, because _ I love you forever!

Mom has changed?

Unconsciously, my mother changed and became ...

Chatter on and on

"It's getting cold. Put on more clothes, you know? "

"Don't be picky about food, eat more vegetables, it's good for your health!"

"You see how messy your room is. Tidy up. "

"Ah ... so annoying, mom, aren't you bored?"

"I don't want to be so annoyed, but look at you ..."

Oh, no, my mother is moving out of her sermon again. In order to keep my ears quiet, I'd better run before my mother catches me preaching.

"Hey, don't go! I haven't finished yet! "

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Suddenly, I felt someone staring at me. I looked up carefully, and suddenly a pair of eyes with stern eyes stood in front of me. I knew it would be bad.

As expected, my mother said to me in an irresistible tone, "Your sister is poor at math, so you have time to teach her." At this time, I found my sister looking at me with pitiful eyes. I blurted out without thinking, "no, I'm busy, too!" " ""Busy? What are you busy with? " "I ... I want to ... review." I mumbled.

Mother said happily, "isn't teaching your sister just reviewing?"

I have to keep silent, alas, the dumb eat coptis has unspeakable suffering.

Not only that, my mother personally urged my sister to review, saying that she wanted to improve her grades before entering junior high school, but I have never enjoyed such treatment.

My mother said to me, "I can't control you now." You are so old that you can only learn by yourself. Your sister has poor grades and poor consciousness. Of course, you have to supervise. "

I thought to myself, when I was in primary school, you might not rush me like this. This is obviously biased.

strict

I am reading a book in my room. I was startled and immediately hid the book under the quilt. However, it is still too late. My mother looked at me with a guilty face and asked, "What are you hiding?" Looking for my book _ "Gone with the Wind" from the quilt. Oh, no, I prayed to God in my heart. "You read these books again. Haven't I told you many times? It's no use reading these books now. " I said unconvinced, "don't you still love reading these books as much as you did then?" You also called me. " Mother sighed and said earnestly, "It is because of these experiences that I advise you." But at this moment, I just looked at the book my mother was going to confiscate, and I didn't hear her at all.

As a result, after the monthly exam, I tasted regret. I did badly in the exam. The teacher said I was looser than before. I know it's the result of reading novels and not listening to my mother's advice.

I suddenly realized that my mother had not changed. I was the one who changed, but I didn't understand my mother's heart, and I became rebellious.

Mom has changed.

Recently, I found that my mother has changed.

A few days ago, the teacher asked me to participate in the school sports meeting on behalf of the whole class. After receiving the notice, I rushed home to tell my mother that my mother didn't look up and just said, "You are not young, come by yourself." It seems that I have disturbed her. After dinner, I asked my mother to accompany me out to practice. My mother said, "Go by yourself." That casual look really disappointed me. You know, mom was not like this before. She cares about me in every way. In the past, as long as the whole family was informed of what competition to participate in, the whole family would get excited, especially my mother, who didn't rest at all, invited tutors everywhere, practiced with me when she was free, and stayed with me all the time during the competition. What a good mother. But now my mother has completely changed.

Soon. The school sports meeting opened. That morning, I asked my mother to accompany me to the competition venue. My mother casually said, "I have something to do now. Go by yourself."

As soon as we entered the stadium, it was really "in full swing" and everyone was excited and nervous.

The staff began to call the roll, and I began to call the roll. Suddenly, a piece of paper fell out of my pocket. I opened it and there was a sentence written on it: "Son, you grew up with classics now, and everything depends on yourself." In a flash, I understood my mother's good intentions, what is true maternal love and what is the greatest love in the world.

I walked onto the court with firm steps.

Mom has changed.

My mother changed when I was in sixth grade. She became strict. Don't spoil me like before.

On Saturday night, I watched TV, made a cup of milk tea and ate a small bag of candy. Candy paper was lost all over the table, and milk tea was not cleaned up.

The next morning, when I got up to play computer games, my mother shouted sharply in the living room:

"Come out to tidy up! Look at what you have done! "

I think: Mom usually cleans up. Why should I? Just say, "You clean up."

Mother shouted, "No! Come out! In that case, what shall we do in the future? Pack your things! Look. " When she saw me coming out, she pointed to the candy paper and milk tea cup on the table and said, "Why don't you clean up after eating?" Sloppy! "

I said, "You usually clean. Why do you want me to clean up? "

Mom was furious: "Don't even listen to what I said? Pack your things! Pour it in the trash can. "

I was shocked: how has mom changed? Become so fierce? So strict?

My mother looked at me blankly and said, "Hurry up!"

I couldn't help complaining to my mother, but seeing her like this, I had to throw those sundries into the ashtray and then ran to the door to continue playing computer.

"no! This is also called packing? Come and tidy up again! "

Reluctantly, I went back and dumped the sundries in the ashtray into the trash can. The trash can is full and something has fallen out. My mother listened and said:

"Full, isn't it? Pick it up! Pour it to another one! "

I saw those things too dirty to pick up, but I thought, "mom's life is inviolable." I have to take back my words and pour the garbage into another bucket. Mom said:

"Wash your hands, go and wash your hands."

When the faucet stopped running, I went to the sink to wash my hands. The water is warm, but it's getting cold now.

I'm going in again. My mother said, "Next time!"

I couldn't help it, and said a reason that made my mother angry (actually, it was not a reason, it was an excuse): "Why do you want me?" I am not a woman, and besides, I don't have you. You are so old! "

Mom was angry: "Come on! Come on! Get out of here! Get out! "

I said angrily, "Get out!"

Mother shouted angrily, "Good! Go out and reflect! "

I ran out and walked angrily, and the sound of stepping on the ground hit my heart.

Why? Mom, why are you doing this? You, you've completely changed.

I ran to the small park and sat in a chair.

Mom, you have really changed. Why, you became so sudden that I was caught off guard.

Mom, you've changed. Why are you treating me like this?

I looked at the grass quietly, butterflies were flying, birds were singing, and I felt confused and sad at the same time. Maybe you will think that my mother is not fierce. No big deal. Just bear it and it will pass.

However, I remember that my mother has always been so kind, caring for me and taking care of me. She won't let me do anything, and she won't scold me or hit me if she fails the exam.

This time, why? Angry about such a trifle?

Childhood, my childhood, really passed like my classmates said?

Mom has changed.

Mom has changed.

Another pile of hair fell out.

Outside the window, there are stars, no frogs and no dogs barking. Today is particularly quiet and desolate. The night is very clear and the moon is very moving, like a suffering person, savoring his sad past and his sad life.

The night is like cold water and miserable.

My heart is cold and sad.

Under the light, look at my mother's hair carefully, and in an instant, wisps of silver appear in front of me. My heart is a little cold.

Yes, mom, it's really old, very old.

When I was a child, my mother was a big tree, acting as a storm for the seedlings, but now the seedlings no longer need the shade of the big tree, so the big tree withered.

I have grown up. Mom, it's withered

Sad nights are the easiest for people to think about. That little starlight is my childhood memory.

Playing badminton as a child was a sport in most relationships. This reason, but also from the small things.

My mother likes playing badminton very much. She plays badminton with her father every afternoon when she is free. I saw my mother skillfully buckle the ball to my father, and the ball was about to fall to the ground. My father hit the ball firmly to my mother at lightning speed. This makes me on the side, very novel, and my eyes move back and forth with badminton. I am worried about my mother for a while and happy for my father for a while. It's really interesting. With the passage of time, I gradually like badminton. When I told my mother what I thought, my mother agreed happily and practiced with me every day. I still remember one time, I don't know what happened that day, and I couldn't catch the ball at all. I was so anxious and angry that I dropped the badminton with a bang and decided never to practice badminton again and never look at it again. My mother didn't say much when she saw me in a rage. She just calmly set up a badminton racket, held me tightly in her warm arms, gently shook me and whispered to me, "Baby! Nothing! Mom will practice with you again! Come on, take the racket! Good boy! Baby! " After listening to my mother's words, my anger has already disappeared to the outside of the cloud nine. After listening to my mother, I felt a little ashamed. My mother is not tired to accompany me. Who am I to complain to my mother? I blushed and picked up the racket to continue practicing, huh? Why do you always score this time? I think it should be mom's words and comfort!

Since then, with my mother's love, I love badminton even more. Until today, my badminton level is not bad. I think my mother has more than half of the credit. Thank you very much, mom.

As the days passed, my mother, like me, was as happy as ever to play badminton every day. But one day, I found something unusual about my mother. Every time my mother plays badminton, she always runs upstairs for a while and then practices with me. And after the practice, I gasped with my hands over my waist, and the sweat on my head rolled down disobediently.

Finally one day, I'm going to have a look. Mom ran upstairs again! I sneaked upstairs and saw an amazing scene: mom was taking medicine! Dad kept wiping his mother's sweat. At that moment, I understood everything. My body was nailed in place, and tears welled up in my eyes, blocking my sight … Mom, she was ill! Still disgusting! I quietly turned downstairs and didn't want to say anything ... That night, I quietly found that my mother was tossing and turning in pain, but I didn't know anything. ...

The next day, I quietly came to my mother's bedroom, opened the drawer and saw a medicine cabinet, right! I remember! Mom took this medicine yesterday! I want to see what happened to my mother, why didn't you tell me ... I opened the medicine box trembling, and the three small words on the main use shocked me. Although the three words are small, at that moment, they seemed to be a devil, overwhelming me and suffocating me. ...

Hydronephrosis! ! ! Severe hydronephrosis! ! !

……

Mom, she has hydronephrosis! I can't believe my eyes. At that moment, I have become a madman, screaming and crazy, tears have been splashed everywhere, and I can't calm down for a moment. My mother in the kitchen was frightened by my shouting. When she heard the sound, she saw the torn medicine box and looked at me crazily. She knows everything. She picked me up and sat by the bed, and the mother and daughter burst into tears. ...

That night, I didn't sleep. I decided to cure my mother's illness. ...

The next morning, I urged my mother to be hospitalized, but she was worried. He said, "Baby, I went to the hospital. What would you do? " I can't come back. What would you do? I want to be with you ... "Before my mother finished, tears rolled down from my mother and my eyes. I shouted, "Mom, no, I don't want you to leave me! "

My mother is getting weaker every day. Finally, the helpless mother was sent to the hospital. Before leaving, she said to me with tears in her eyes, "Take care ... don't worry my mother ..." I whispered, "You treat the disease well!" Then turn around quickly and let the tears flow away.

"She needs surgery!" A cold voice said. After everything was ready, my father signed the consent form for the operation.

A few days later. I don't want to go to my mother's ward these days. I'm afraid it will remind me of sad memories. Today. Mom is going to have an operation. My father told me to go to see my mother in tears! I insist on not going, I understand, my heart tells me I have to go, but my brain won't allow it. It's already 8 o'clock, and the operation is about to officially begin! I quickly operated on my mother, and my mother's sunken eyes never forgot to search me. I want to see me again. I coldly escaped my mother's enlightenment, turned around and ran downstairs burying my face. I know, the doctor said that this operation is still quite difficult, and the patient is suffering from this disease. I don't want to see my mother's gaunt and poor cheeks, because she reminds me of sad memories ... it's really hard to look back.

All day, I prayed for my mother and hoped that God would have mercy on my little daughter. In the end, the operation was a great success! My heart seems to tear all the darkness to pieces, and let the sunshine try to forget my arms. I am very happy to be promoted to the third vocational high school! High-five with dad happily several times! I seem to be free, the sun has returned to my side, and I am tightly surrounded. ...

After treatment, my mother was finally discharged from the hospital! At that time, my mother and I hugged each other tightly and never gave up. Tears were intertwined, and my father looked at our happy mother and daughter excitedly. ...

Unfortunately, my badminton was left out in the cold. Mom can't fight anymore, because she has to use her waist to do everything, not to mention this strenuous exercise. But I'm not sad. Every time I see that badminton racket, I think of playing happily with my mother. Although I can't play with my mother, I should be very satisfied. ...

Mom has now become a thin body, without a young face and a black sports head, but his love will accompany me all the way and shine my way forward! Mom! I love you! Love you forever!

I smiled, really smiled. ...

Night, no longer dim.

Heart, never sad again.

Mom has changed.

I have a diligent mother, and everyone who knows her praises her. The dirt and dust at home was scared out of her wits when she saw my mother, and she hid far away.

I don't know from which day, my mother is not as diligent as before. She asked me to help her with housework, such as cleaning the house, buying food, cleaning the room, serving tea and water, and even letting me do dangerous things such as boiling water and cooking.

At first, I felt very fresh. Over time, I can't stand it. I thought to myself: Mom is really getting lazy and makes me do housework every day. If this continues, won't I become an unpaid wage earner? If I don't fold my own bedding, no one will move even at night. My socks and clothes will be neglected by next year if I don't wash them myself. Before, after I got up, my mother always helped me fold the quilt. My mother washed my dirty clothes as soon as I took them off. But now, her change is really faster than the weather! I decided to fight!

One day, my mother called me to help her cook and put on the newspaper. I can't take it anymore. I yelled at her loudly, "Every time I ask you to do something for me, you ask me to do my own thing. Aren't your hands very long? " Why should I help you! "At that time, my heart was as uncomfortable as boiling water. And my mother still ignored my roar.

I was the only one at home that day, and I was so hungry that I had to cook my own meal, and then I fried a plate of hot and sour potato shreds and a tomato scrambled egg to make do with it. In the evening, my mother came back: "What did you eat tonight?" I said to her grumpily, "I didn't eat scrambled eggs with shredded potatoes and tomatoes." You think I can't do it without you! Unexpectedly, my mother said to me, "Actually, I have read a lot of books recently. It is said that children nowadays are spoiled by adults and can't do anything. How will they gain a foothold in society in the future? "So, mom is cultivating your ability to live independently, so that you can go out and wander the society when you grow up, and mom can rest assured!"

After listening to it, I suddenly realized that my mother's intentions were good! I said to my mother, "Mom, when I grow up, I will take good care of you!" " ! You will enjoy it in the future and be your' lazy' mother! "

Mom has changed.

My mother's height is1.58m, and she is in her thirties. She has black hair, bright eyes and a high nose, and she dresses simply and generously. My mother is a people's teacher who teaches junior high school Chinese. She is serious about her work and good to her students, but she is different from me.

Listen to my dad: "When my mother got married, she weighed only 50 kilograms. After giving birth to me, she gained weight 15 kg. " I often encourage my mother to lose weight. My mother always says that she is busy. Now mom's black hair obviously shows a little white hair. She used to dress up as a simple mother, just like a rural woman. My mother's colleagues often joke: "The couple have earned money, only one daughter, and they have bought a house, and they are not dressed up while they are young." Mom just smiled.

Every time my mother goes to grandma's house, she always brings fish and milk powder home, and so does seeing grandpa. I want to buy a new dress. My mother often walks from one clothing store to another, always saying that a child's clothes are so expensive. I don't understand why.

I found that today's mothers are more like what TV said: women in their twenties love beauty, while women in their thirties love nagging. Every day when I go to school, my mother will say, "Have you finished your homework? Don't forget to bring your keys and water. " When I came back at noon, I asked, "Do you have any homework? Read some books and watch TV. " In the evening, he said, "finish your homework, check it carefully, and don't forget to recite English." If you can't recite English, you won't get a high score. " Are you bored? Nagging every day.

Sometimes when I ask math questions, my mother will complain that I don't think, and even lose my temper with me. I often hear adults say that women are in menopause, nagging and irritable. What happened to my kind, steady and patient mother? Why are you doing this to me? I suspect that my mother entered menopause early! Once I went to my mother's school, my mother's students said to me, "Our Chinese teacher is very good, pays attention to teaching methods, is amiable and treats us equally ... Your family must be very warm!" I didn't say anything ...

Listening to my father said, "When I was a few months old, my mother once hugged me and accidentally broke my braces. I had two stitches and my lips were swollen. " My mother stayed up all night that night. Also, when I was a child, I was very naughty and loved to go out to play. Rain or shine, my mother meets my requirements. But now that I have grown up, why has my mother changed? ...

Perhaps as our teacher said at a class meeting: "Everything our parents do for us is out of love, but we lack experience and gratitude. Let us learn to walk into our parents and learn to be grateful! "

I found my mother getting fat.

My mother is very beautiful. Her eyes are small, but very bright. Whenever she looks at me, her eyes are always shining with loving and serene eyes, which makes me feel warm. Her long black hair and slim figure make me proud to think that my mother is the most beautiful. However, I found that my mother's weight is as high as sesame blossoms. This makes me very sad.

I remember a sunny weekend in Wan Li, my mother and I went shopping, and my mother planned to buy some nice clothes to go home. When I entered the wardrobe of the mall, I helped my mother choose some beautiful clothes for her to try on. My mother saw that they were also "love at first sight", so she crossed her clothes and walked into the fitting room. Unexpectedly, when my mother walked out of the dressing room in new clothes, I was shocked. This skirt is already a medium size, but it is as tight on her as jiaozi. Very ugly. My mother looked in the mirror, and the lines of the skirt were clearly at the waist, and a circle of fat was clearly visible. My mother exclaimed, "Ah! No, no! " He ran into the dressing room with a red face.

So I picked out some extra-large clothes and handed them to my mother. Unexpectedly, such a large size skirt still can't wrap my mother's bulging body, and a set of well-tailored jeans has changed shape on my mother. Look, my mother's arms are so thick that her sleeves are about to burst. Pants cling to my mother's rounded ass, and I can't button a button on my waist. Her forehead was sweating with anxiety. I stood by and could only be anxious. I can't help mumbling: "Ah! Mom is getting fat! "

Alas, my mother is really fat. This discovery made my mother's original image in my mind plummet. Can this not make me extremely disappointed?