800 words to repair mother-child relationship

The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it has won three spring rays. Meng Jiao, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem Ode to a Wanderer, which was deeply imprinted in my heart.

My mother shaped a complete body for me, raised me, taught me to sing folk songs, taught me to sing nursery rhymes and taught me the truth of being a man. ...

Before I knew it, I was twelve years old. In these watery years, my mother made a lot of efforts to protect me from the wind and rain. Thank you for giving me life and your selfless dedication to me.

I still remember that time when I was admitted to the hospital with a cold and fever, and my mother took time off to stay with me. Register, pay money, buy medicine, change needles, peel apples ... Mom is always busy. Looking at my mother's kind face, my heart is warm, and under her meticulous care, my condition seems to have eased a lot. At noon, my mother bought delicious food, and I didn't want to eat it at all. My mother gently stroked my hand and said to me, "Congcong, please eat and order." When you finish eating, your illness will be half cured. Obey! " I managed to eat a little, but my mother ate less than me. After being hospitalized for more than a week, my mother was busy shuttling back and forth between the hospital and the unit. Mother got up quietly before dawn in the morning, cooked delicious millet porridge and fried my favorite poached eggs. But she didn't have time for a bite. The animals at home need to be fed, the yard needs to be cleaned ... it's time to go to the hospital for an injection. I got well, but my mother lost weight.

My math has always been unsatisfactory. I may be born stupid, but I'm not interested in numbers. My mother is in a hurry. Every night, she watched me finish my math homework and then checked it. If she is not sure, she calls the teacher. I also bought a lot of math materials and signed me up for a study class during the holiday. However, even so, my math scores have not improved much, but my mother has been trying to believe that her daughter will not be held back by math.

Two years ago, my mother got a strange disease, and so far she hasn't let me know about Xiangxi's condition. My mother was in great pain and rolled on the bed in pain. My parents went to the city to check. When I left, my mother told me a lot to listen to my grandmother, eat well, study hard, and don't watch too much TV ... I was in tears and held my mother in my arms. That night, my mother called and told me that she was fine, but she needed to stay in the hospital for a while. My mother kept telling me again. I know that although my mother is in hospital, she can stay at home. The fifth day of my mother's hospitalization was my birthday. I don't think this lovely birthday mother will accompany me to blow out candles. In the afternoon, I was in a daze, thinking about the happy things of my previous birthday. Mom's home! Dad took the cake, helped his mother and quietly opened the door. I am like a bird, a bird that hasn't spoiled in my mother's arms for a long time, and suddenly jumped into her arms. On that birthday, I was very happy and moved. The happiest day is when my mother is around.

Now, my mother has recovered. She loves me as always and makes me grow up happily!

Ah! Mother is the water in the stream, and I am a cheerful fish; Mother is a towering tree, and I am a bird playing on that tree; Mom is the blue sky, and I am the free cloud.

"Crows have the intention of feeding back, and sheep have the grace of kneeling and breastfeeding." I will keep my mother's love in mind, and I will repay my mother's kindness with practical actions.