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Who is the person who thrives with me and gives me happiness? Who can work hard for me? Who saved me regardless of his own life?

Open my colorful memory treasure house and find something that will make you cry. It was dusk, and the flaming morning glow lit up the sky. When I was young, I was very excited when I arrived at Tieniu Square. I ran as fast as I could, but I didn't notice a taxi behind me. At this time, the taxi was running towards me, and I was about to get hurt. My mother rushed over and shouted, "Baby, baby! And hurriedly stopped the taxi by hand. At this time, I looked at my mother's slender arms and my heart was filled with infinite gratitude. I feel that my mother's strength at this time can't catch up with the giant. This kind of power is infinite love and yearning for me. I rushed over, grabbed my mother and cried in her arms. At this time, I saw a face full of tears and a face full of excitement. I will never forget that scene.

One more thing, which impressed me deeply. It was raining cats and dogs that day. I didn't bring my umbrella. I watched the parents of other children go home together after receiving their children. I thought: is mom there? Just when I was at a loss, my mother magically appeared in front of me, but she only had an umbrella. For me, my mother didn't have an umbrella, and my petite body stood out in the rain. After returning home, my mother has been coughing and running a high fever. I was in tears: "Mom, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, I'm wrong, I'm wrong …" My mother stroked my forehead and whispered: "Son, you are right, you are innocent, it's my own fault!" Mom said that and went to bed. But I have many ideas: my mother sheltered me from the wind and rain, worked hard and didn't listen to her at ordinary times. Did my mother just leave? Does she want to kill herself? I'm afraid something will happen to my mother. The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I couldn't help crying. Then I realized that my mother was my blessing. People with maternal love are so happy that I should be filial to her.

A kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son's body. She sewed them carefully and repaired them thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him go home late. But how much love does an inch of long grass have? Motherly love, so silently revealed, will never be exposed.

My mother

Mom is great, and I am very happy.

I have two great mothers in this world. One is my mother who gave me life and nurtured my growth, and the other is my mother-in-law who gave me strength and spiritual support.

My mother was pregnant in October, and with the first cry, a little me came to heaven and earth. "Mom" was the first sentence I shouted, and she was so sacred in my heart. She lives in the countryside and has raised four daughters. She is one of the millions of working people in China. She always devotes her great love to her daughters.

Mom is very hardworking. From the day I can remember, my mother was always busy. In order to feed her daughter, dress warmly and go to school with peace of mind, she gets up before dawn every day to cook. We went to school, dad went to work, and the burden of the family was on her alone. In poor and backward rural areas, housework is very heavy. She paid for us without complaint or regret. Mom is very kind. As my father is a teacher, there is not much arable land at home. Whenever the farm is busy, she always helps her uncle's family and neighbors look after the children. As long as they come to my house, they will occupy our sister's position in my mother's heart. Mother gave them our only candy, gave them our only doll to play with, told them stories and sang songs. At that time, I didn't understand why my mother was so kind to those children who had nothing to do with her. Mother's kindness has won the trust of all adults and the dependence of all children. Mom is wise. In the eighties and nineties of last century, feudal thoughts still bound the thoughts of rural people. Mother can break the old shackles and resolutely decide to let our sisters go out of the countryside to farm through study. All four daughters go to school, and tuition is the biggest problem. Dad's salary alone can't afford it. Wise mother planted vines in the garden at home, grafted and sold saplings in spring, and harvested and sold fruits in autumn, which helped dad solve his financial difficulties and made us have no worries in learning and forge ahead on the road of learning. Mom gave her all this for us, but no one around us took care of her. I know she always thinks of us, and she will look forward to our return every holiday. My mother is great. At the mention of her, tears will come to my eyes. Through glittering and translucent tears, I seem to see my mother's white hair increase one by one.

Today's mother, who is 60 years old, should be gratified. Under her education, all four daughters have gone out of the black land of the countryside through study and have their own careers and families. However, she worked so hard that she felt uncomfortable all over. In order to let her enjoy her family, we bought a house for her parents in town. But she is still attached to the countryside. Every year after the spring blossoms, she will return to the countryside to run her own vineyard, breathe the fresh air in the countryside and enjoy the fun brought by nature.

My wedding was miraculously chosen on Mother's Day in 2004. It was a happy day for me, but unparalleled maternal love gave birth to my sadness. Accompanied by the crisp voice of the host and the exciting singing voice of a mother, we dedicated our carnations to our beloved mother. I was in tears. I miss my mother who is lying in bed and can't attend my wedding. I was moved by this busy mother-in-law around me. Mom, please believe me, the carnation in my heart will bloom for you forever.

Life has entered a new starting point. I live with my mother-in-law. It is said that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is the most difficult, but we get along well. She can go shopping with me, and I can walk with her. When we are free, we can sit on the sofa together to recall the past and imagine the future. We are like friends who have forgotten each other and offer sincere hearts to each other.

Mother-in-law is a hardworking, strong and excellent person. I didn't witness her past with my own eyes, but I know from our conversation that she came from pain and hard work. Every time she talks to me about the past, her eyes are moist. For the growth of her son, she threw her sadness and wishes into the sea, and her mother-in-law as beautiful as flowers withered her youth and gave her maternal love.

My mother-in-law has always moved me and made me respect. I remember when we came back from Yunnan for our group wedding, I was very ill. She gave up college courses for the elderly, accompanied me to the hospital, boiled medicine for me, washed clothes, made various nutritional supplements, and stayed with me every day. There I got the love that my mother, who is far away from home, couldn't give me. Unlike some mother-in-law, she puts the burden of her family on her daughter-in-law. She gets up early every day to cook for us so that we can go to work easily. When we come back from work, food will always come to us, which will make us feel the warmth of our family. She knew that I was not strong, so she asked me to go to the staff club of the unit to exercise. Knowing that I like reading all kinds of books, she ordered a reader for me. Her meticulous care and care made my face filled with a happy smile. Nowadays, my mother-in-law is getting older and older. After years of hard work, pain often attacks all parts of her body. However, she still insists on participating in colorful activities for the elderly and still dedicates herself to us. Her indomitable tenacity always inspires me.

My two mothers are both ordinary and great. They created and created warmth and happiness for us with kindness and hard work. All the compliments to them are pale and powerless, and I will definitely use practical actions to make them live a peaceful and happy life in their later years. Mother's Day is coming. I wrote my gratitude as a gift to my two mothers and to all the mothers in the world, letting them know that their great love is the best treasure in their children's hearts.

Dad planted a tree when I was born and named it "Mother Tree". Yes, in daily life, my mother is like that dense mother tree, sheltering my happy growth.

When I was a child, my mother often hugged me and hummed me to sleep. But I fiddled with my mother's rough hand and thought it was fun. Gradually, the mother tree becomes thicker, but I still like to hold my mother's hand and feel so soft. So I often put my face on my mother's hand and feel very warm and comfortable. I saw a kind look in my mother's eyes, which hung over me for a long time. Soon, the mother tree is much thicker. I go to school, and when I come back from school every day, my mother will accompany me to do my homework, even though she doesn't know what I am writing. Sometimes she lets me paint. Although I don't know what I drew, I am very happy.

Now, everything has changed. Today's mother is not white-haired, but has long been white-haired. Mother's wrinkles are more and more, and her hands have lost their original luster. In my feeling, my mother is no longer tall, nor does she block my shady mother tree.

Now, I have grown up. You can wash your clothes, wear your shoes and socks, and you don't need to use your mother's hands. In my impression, my mother is already an old farmer in the old society and behind the times. My mother is no longer my teacher, perhaps because my knowledge has increased. After working in the field during the day, my mother dragged her tired body back home accompanied by starlight and went to cook without saying a word, while I was at the dinner table, either the food was too light or the food was too bad. I saw my mother's mouth move as if to say something, but I didn't say it. My mother wants to talk to me after supper.

I said I was too busy studying. How about tomorrow? But "Tomorrow will follow tomorrow, and there will be many tomorrow", but I never told my mother once.

I didn't find my true self until I saw my classmate and his mother walking on the road talking and laughing yesterday. On my way home, I was thinking about how to make up for my mistake. Suddenly, I remembered that today is actually my mother's birthday. I quickly took out my usual pocket money and bought my mother a cake. On the way, I really want to go home, and I want to say a lot to my mother. But when I got home, I saw my mother but couldn't say a word. Mother looked at me and the cake for a long time, and then asked, "Whose cake is this?" I smiled indifferently: "Of course it's for you! Happy birthday to you! " Mother took the cake and turned around quickly. For an instant, I saw two crystal tears in my mother's eyes. I quickly greeted him: "Mom, don't cry, today is your birthday. Smile! " Finally, that long-lost smile appeared in my house that day. The mother tree has also returned to its former glory.

This mother tree will always be so beautiful in my heart. I spent a wonderful childhood under the protection of the big tree, and I believe there will be a happy future. And I will cherish the beautiful present, protect my mother's tree and repay my mother!

My mother

I seldom pay attention to my mother. In my daily trip, I go back and forth between school and home, and study, eat and do my homework in a planned way every day. Pay little attention to the things and people around you.

After finishing my homework at night, I surf the internet, post forums, watch animations and chat. I really don't care. Vent your inner emptiness wholeheartedly.

I seldom talk at home one day. I once estimated that I could talk to my parents for even a hundred sentences at home. I don't know how to face these figures. Am I happy or sad?

And fooling around with the computer every day. One day, my mother and I went by bus. Inadvertently, I saw my mother's head. It turned out to be a black hair with traces of white hair. On the surface, I seemed indifferent, but my heart suddenly shook (,). I show everything to the silent internet every day. ), but at home, I didn't even do my duty and let my mother worry all day. I can do anything I want online, but in real life, I have never done anything for my family.

I still surf the Internet. Every day when my parents come home, I always bring slippers or make a cup of hot tea. Although things are small, I am happy to boast that I have grown up.

One day, when I was surfing the Internet, I saw my mother pumping up my tires. My mother was exhausted after a few hits, and she still worked tirelessly to refuel my car. I saw her thin sweat, and the rhythm of her pumping was swaying. I put down the mouse and helped my mother to the chair. I said guiltily, "It's my responsibility to pump up the car. I'll fight! " Mom smiled and said, "OK! You go to fight, you have grown up. " I was praised, but I felt worse than being criticized. My mother is old, so I don't help her, so I surf the Internet at leisure (,)? I was ashamed and hated slapping.

The mother who gave birth to me and raised me treated her like this. I ignored her as soon as I got home, even at night. I should no longer indulge in the network without feelings and ignore the irreplaceable family ties in real life.

Whenever I read "thread in the hand of a kind mother, making clothes for her wayward son's body". She sewed carefully and mended it thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his coming home. "I think of caring and loving my mother.

My mother is of medium height, fair skin and bright eyes. She is very handsome, but because of overwork, my mother, who is only in her thirties, has wrinkles around her eyes prematurely. My mother has always been a talented person in the society for my growth, and she enrolled me in many interest classes in her spare time. I don't know how much effort she put into it! Especially when I learn the piano, I have to practice with me every day. Rain or shine, my mother will send me to my teacher's house in Nanchang on Saturday, so day after day, year after year, without interruption. Under the guidance of the teacher and the cultivation of my mother, my piano has passed Grade 7.

I remember once, my mother caught a cold and was still feverish at night. The next day, she still took me to class with illness. I said sadly, "Mom, you are ill. Let me go to class alone.". Anyway, I have grown up. " My mother retorted, "No, none of you have been to Nanchang, and my mother won't be at ease. I'll take you there! " Hearing this, I immediately burst into tears, and my heart was moved by it. So my mother took me to learn piano. When I went there, the sky was still clear and sunny in Wan Li, but when I came back from studying piano, the sky was overcast and there was a strong wind. After a while, it began to rain cats and dogs, and the temperature began to drop rapidly. "My mother quickly took off her clothes and put them on for me. I said to my mother, "Mom, you are already ill, which will be even worse." "Mom said," It doesn't matter. I'm an adult. I can stand it. You still have to study. If you are sick, you will miss class! " "I can't beat my mother, I have to put on my clothes. Suddenly a warm current came to my mind. My tears came out involuntarily again. The rain finally stopped for a long time and the rainbow came out. The air is still fresh with a trace of earth, and the wind rustles the small trees on the roadside, as if singing a touching song.

My mother is not only responsible for my study, but also takes care of my life. Even the fruit given to her by her colleagues is reluctant to eat, so she keeps it for me.

One day last October, I was doing my homework in my room. My mother came up to me gently and quietly took out a huge pomegranate and put it on my desk. I suddenly looked up and saw yellow and red pomegranates. I quickly asked, "Did you buy pomegranate?" "I didn't buy it, it was sent by my colleague. I can't bear to eat it. I'll leave it to you. You can eat after you finish your homework. " Mom's answer is so crisp. Hearing this, it seemed that something had blocked my throat, and I was so moved that I couldn't speak for a long time. After finishing my homework, I carefully cut the pomegranate with a knife. Ruby pomegranate meat is exposed, and the grains are close together. I hold pomegranate in the palm of my hand, just like holding a newly-suckled chicken. I took a bite. Sweet and sour. It is really eaten in the mouth and sweet in the heart. However, what I see is no longer an ordinary pomegranate, it contains the mother's love for her children.

Some people say that the ocean is vast, and the sky is broader than the ocean, but what is broader than the sky is mother's great love. Living in great maternal love every day, I feel extremely happy. ...

My mother

Ah! Mom, you are like the sunshine in spring, bathing my grass.

My mother is xx years old this year. There are a few wrinkles on my face, the hair on both sides is a little white, and my ruddy face is over. But she has another feature that is not enough, that is, she gave love when I was growing up. Take the essay contest held in the city when I was in the third grade!

It was during the summer vacation, and an essay contest was held in the city. At that time, I had entered the final. Open your mouth and get nervous. I must study and prepare for the final exam.

Every night, my mother cooks something for me to eat. She has been studying with me since dinner. At that time, my temper was a little bad, and my handwriting was ugly or wrong, so I had to erase it. If it is smeared, I will be very angry. But my mother took good care of me, and I gradually got rid of this bad habit! If I don't understand a word, my mother will look for information and explain it to me seriously. Stay with me till late at night. I am sleepy and want to sleep. My mother was still watching me by the bed. When I fell asleep, she gently walked back to her room. This is how my mother accompanies me every night. Hungry, she cooked something for me to eat; Hot, she gave me a fan; Sleepy, she slept with me, and then she gently went back to her room. Ah! I thrive with my mother's meticulous support.

Finally, the final. Only my mother accompanied me because my father was on a business trip. I am full of confidence in this competition, because I have such a good mother to support me. As a result, I won the first place. I won the first prize from my hard work and my mother's encouragement. It's not easy for me to win the first prize! When I got home, I carefully posted the first prize on my mother's bed.

Mom, I will repay you with my best grades! At this moment, I want to say loudly: "Mom, this great mother, I love you!" " You are the most important role in my life! As I was talking, I couldn't help thinking of the poem "Wandering Son": "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son. I am close to you and reward me with three rays of spring. "

Ah! Mom, you are like the sunshine in spring, bathing my grass.

My mother is not very beautiful, of medium height, with black hair and a beautiful headdress. Like all mothers, she loves her children deeply. Her love for me gushed from the bottom of my heart is beyond description by any language or vocabulary.

The ruthlessness and heavy work of the years have made the mother's white hair grow longer and more, and the wrinkles on her face are dense. These white hairs and wrinkles verify all the hardships my mother has paid for me. My mother is very kind to me. There was a math unit exam in grade five, and I didn't do very well. When I got home, I silently listened to my father's reprimand. Climb in front of the desk to correct my mistakes, thinking about what my father said to blame me, and the tears that have been swirling in my eyes still fall on the test paper. At this time, my mother suddenly pushed the door and came in, wiped away the tears in my eyes, picked up the test paper conveniently, and sighed, as if shaking. My mother comforted me and said, "I know you don't want to fail in the exam either." You should study hard and be careful in the future. This exam is really not so good. Summarize and see how to do the next unit. " "I have listened, and I have the motivation. In the next unit exam, my grades really went up again. My mother looked at the paper in this unit and smiled with satisfaction.

My mother is still very responsible for me.

Once, as soon as I got to the classroom, it began to rain outside the window. Later, it rained harder and harder, and I began to worry because I didn't bring rain gear. A bell rang. After school, I picked up my schoolbag and ran to the eaves at the school gate, waiting for my parents to pick me up. It's almost gone. My heart is half cold and my nose is beginning to sour. But just when I wanted to cry, I saw a familiar figure not far away in the dim light. It's my mother! I jumped up and waved to her happily, and my mother came. Her hands were red with cold, and mud stars were sprayed on her trouser legs. I got on the bus, climbed behind my mother's tall body with an umbrella and went home. Her concern for me touched me for a long time.

My mother took good care of me. She is like a big tree to shelter me from the wind and rain, and she is like a lamp to guide me. Now, only by studying hard can I repay my mother's infinite love!

Mom is so simple. She hopes that all the great spirits of the Chinese nation will be concentrated on me. Because she is my mother and I am her hope.

Mother is a word that children all over the world admire; Motherly love is like a quiet harbor, which nurtures our growth. Motherly love is pure; Motherly love is selfless; Maternal love is great; Motherly love only knows how to give and expects nothing in return. Motherly love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Motherly love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter. Children all over the world, looking at the mother with gray temples, which one is not extremely bitter? The love my mother gave me was real, simple, severe and sometimes poetic. In a trance, my thoughts returned to my childhood. I saw a busy figure, that is the mother who is working hard; I saw a tired figure, that is my mother knitting cold clothes for me; I saw a cheerful figure, that is, my mother was happy for my study progress. Think carefully, in this life, when did I lose my mother? Whenever I cry, my mother comforts me; Whenever I feel like a lonely and helpless bird, my mother will open her wide arms and give me warm and loving breath. Once I had an injection in our school, I felt dizzy. It was noon. When my mother heard about it, she hurried to school without even having lunch and went to see a doctor behind my back. Later, my mother asked for leave to accompany me to the hospital. At that time, I saw my mother very sad. I don't know why, but I also feel a little sad. Another time, my parents and I bought a big watermelon. When I got home, I didn't eat and my mouth was watering. After my mother cut the melon, she gave me a piece of seed with less meat and sweet taste. She eats a lot of melon seeds, and melon meat is not very sweet. But maternal love can be very strict sometimes. I have always had a bad habit of carelessness. Once, after I went to physical education class at school, I accidentally lost my clothes. When I got home, my mother severely criticized me. But I know that my mother is actually very sad and doesn't want to scold her son, but only in this way can I get rid of my carelessness. Maternal love is the greatest kind of love. Children are flowers and plants watered by their mothers with their own love, and their growth cannot be separated from every drop of their mothers' love. A mother, who escorts her children all her life, silently guides them behind her back. Can we repay our mother's love? As Ode to a Wanderer said, "But there is a little affection for an inch of grass, and I get three rays of spring."

With what kind of mood, I wrote these two words-the most sacred and greatest word in the world. In fact, I dare not write this article. I'm afraid my shallow words have desecrated this kind of unspeakable affection, but I have to write, because that kind of passionate feelings are burning in my chest and will come out of generate. Besides, that's because my mother likes reading my composition best. My mother has always said that I am the best gift from God, and it is because of my existence that she has worked hard for so many years without complaining. My family is a little special. We have been living with our grandparents for more than ten years. From the small dilapidated houses in the countryside to the small bungalows in the city, from the small bungalows in the city to today's three rooms and one living room, the ups and downs have never been separated. menstruation has lived in our house for a long time because of unemployment. Some people say, "the most difficult thing to get along with is the mother-in-law." Now, can we get along with another "aunt" However, over the years, my mother and in-laws have never been at odds. The two old people praised his daughter-in-law for being good to everyone and were closer than their own daughters. However, I know my mother's hardships. Heavy housework and work portrayed the wrinkles on her face, dyed her hair white, and turned her from a white and strong girl into a haggard and weak daughter-in-law, wife and mother. I sometimes see her staring blankly with an old photo album. When I approached it, I saw her beautiful youth printed on it. I tried to comfort my mother, but she kept smiling and said to me, "People are always old, and my mother doesn't regret it. At least I once had it, at least God let me have you." Then I understood that on the day I was born, I was all my mother's hope and motivation. She can work silently for decades because she loves me and her family. I was moved by my mother's broad love. I have no reason and can't not return all my love. When I was a child, whenever Mother's Day came, I always bought my mother a small gift, and whenever I mysteriously held the gift from behind, my mother was so happy that she would excitedly show off to her colleagues "My daughter bought it for me"! When my colleagues cast envious eyes, my mother's smile became more brilliant. In my opinion, this is the happiest and most beautiful expression in the world. When I grow up and study hard, I won't buy my mother any more presents. I will prove my love with excellent results and practical actions. At this time, I can still see my mother's bright smiling face. My mother's heart and mine are closely linked. I never have any secrets in front of her. My mother knows everything about me. She never objects to my dating boys, because she trusts me completely, and she knows that I never do anything to disappoint her. I am often deeply proud of having such a happy mother. After living on campus, I seldom see my mother. I always strongly say to my family and classmates, "I don't want home!" " "But every time my mother comes, I get excited for several days. It's a late autumn morning. My mother came to see me at school very early, wearing thin clothes and shivering in the cold wind, but the care in her eyes was still so eager and warm. My mother brought me hot boiled eggs and freshly baked bean paste buns, and she didn't even care about her own dishes in order to catch up. She looked at me, speechless. My mother said eagerly, "Don't become speechless. "Besides, it's cold, put on more clothes and take care of yourself-"I don't remember how I waved goodbye to my mother, but through my tears, I saw her figure drifting away-I stood in the autumn wind and cried helplessly. I really want to leave my mother, even if I stay one more second! My strong "lie" turned out to be just lying to myself. It turns out that my thoughts about my mother have never stopped! Mother is a poem that can never be written. Mother is a song that can never be sung. It is as deep as the maternal love of the ocean, and I can never repay it all my life!

People say that I look like my father, with the same face, the same smile and the same curly hair, so that when people see me, they never ask my name and always say, "You are XXX's daughter!" " I nodded, and then I heard him say, "Father and daughter seem!" "I smiled silently and raised my hand and studied it carefully. Yes, only these hands were given by my mother. My mother's hands are almost exactly the same as mine, with slender fingers and wide nails, which seems to have the same connotation in the middle. However, my mother's hands are whiter and older than mine. From her slender fingertips, I saw all my mother's years and her hard life. According to my mother, my mother's family belongs to a medium-sized family, but she has done all kinds of farm work and housework.

From my mother's hand, I saw her diligence. She never rests when she has nothing to do. She always has to find something to do housework. She does all the housework, but she never complains and works hard. Even when she was ill, we didn't let her get out of bed at home, but as soon as we left, she got out of bed and started cleaning. When I came home from school and saw a clean home, everything became so neat and orderly that I had to admire my mother. I remember one time when my house was decorated, the decoration workers left dust all over the house, and my mother watched a layer of dust fall on the floor. Without saying anything, she picked up the cleaning tools and began to clean until there was no dust left. We advised her to rest. As soon as she sat down, she soon fell asleep My father and I looked at my sleeping mother, and we were very unhappy.

Since I am sensible, my mother seldom gives me lessons. She always said that she should be sensible when she grows up. Don't always let others worry about you. If I do something wrong, my mother just reminds me with her eyes, and then I will correct it and apologize to my mother. My mother just corrected my mistakes, asked me to correct them, and seldom blamed me. My mother is also very simple. She never wears jewelry such as pearl necklaces, nor does she go shopping all day to buy brand-name clothes and shoes like many aunts. She always said that clothes don't need to be so expensive, what necklaces and brand-name clothes to wear are just to save face, which is too extravagant! Mother's personality is also very easy-going. She never quarrels with anyone, she always puts up with it. As the saying goes, more is better than less, so mother is always silent. Mom is fine, too. She said that if others are sincere to you, you should also be sincere to others, so as to get along well.

I always remember this sentence, so I have many close friends. This credit is still the mother's. I haven't inherited much of my mother's qualities so far. I am ashamed and guilty, but I will concentrate on confessing what my mother taught me and face life bravely!