Mom, I like your excellent composition.

In daily study, work or life, many people have written compositions, which are composed of words. After people's ideological consideration, they express a theme through language organization. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following is my carefully organized mother. I like your excellent composition. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

Mom, I love your excellent composition 1 Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby ... My grandmother died a long time ago, and my mother often sings this song and thinks of her. Where can I find happiness without my mother's arms? If my grandmother were still here, maybe my mother can't cook now, because she is the youngest of all the sisters.

But because of my grandmother's death, when my mother was twelve years old, she could take care of herself, washing clothes, cooking, washing dishes, folding quilts … all things that her peers could not do. Up to now, many friends' mothers are not as good at cooking as her, and my mother can handle it easily. As the saying goes, a child without a mother is in charge early.

Now 12 years old, but she seldom helps her mother, can't cook, and can't do any housework. Even eating is the day when my mother puts clothes in her mouth. How happy I am. Sometimes my homework can't be finished in time. My mother said that I still think my mother's nagging makes my mother angry. Think that you really shouldn't do this. In fact, I also know that I did something wrong, but I just can't control myself. It's not easy for my mother now. It's really hard to take care of my brother and me alone, do so many housework and manage some trivial things in the company. If one day my mother is gone, I won't hear her nagging in the future. Therefore, I plan to love my mother well in the future: give my mother a big hug on Women's Day on March 8 and help her do more work within her power; Study consciously and actively, so that my mother doesn't have to worry about my study. I also want to make a card with what I want to say to my mother: Mom, I love you! .................................................................................................................................................................................. tries to be a clever and sensible boy.

As the saying goes: children want to be filial, but relatives are not there. Therefore, from now on, we should honor our mother well, and don't wait for her to leave before we regret it.

Mom, I like your excellent composition. Today, I want to say "I love you!" Express my love and gratitude to my mother!

Growing up, my mother cared about me in every way. I remember when I was 6 years old, I had a high fever once. It was one o'clock in the morning. My mother immediately picked me up and ran to the hospital. But when the hospital was closed, my mother had to go back. When I came back, my mother put a hot towel on my forehead. My mother changed the towel when it got cold. So my mom stayed up all night for me. There are countless such things.

This afternoon, I finished my homework and asked my mother to sign it. I looked at my mother's gaunt cheeks and wanted to cry, but I held back. I thought: I'll tell my mother now! No way! No way! Wait until after dinner! All right. After dinner, I saw my mother washing dishes, so I went up and said, "Mom, you are washing dishes! I ... I ... I, hey! You have worked hard! " My mother looked at me with strange eyes after listening, as if to say to me, "What did you say?" This time, I still can't say those three words.

Before going to bed, my father and nephew went to the toilet, leaving only me and my mother. At this time, my mother does nothing. I thought to myself: now that all the redundant people have left, isn't it the best time? If I don't say it now, there is no chance. All right! Say it now! I pulled my mother into a chair and sat down shyly. I said in a mosquito-like voice, "Mom, I love you!" " "Mom didn't hear me at first, so I got up the courage and said loudly," Mom, I love you! " "Mom paused at first, and then said hesitantly," You ... what did you say? I ... I love you too! " Although I didn't see it, I already felt the tears in my mother's eyes. Mother kissed me and went to bed.

In fact, love does not need to be expressed in many words, but only in three words. These three words are: I love you? !

Mom, I love your excellent composition 3 "Mom, mom by candlelight, your eyes are full of tears." I didn't know how much you loved me until I heard this song, mom, but I never felt your love for me. I feel so sorry for you. I have always felt that you have been very strict with me and educated me, and I have always felt very nagging, but after last night, I know how much you love me.

"Mom, I don't feel well." I spoke slowly and put my mother's hand on my forehead for her to touch.

"Yes, it's burned." Drink some boiled water, put on thick clothes and go to the hospital. "I can see my mother's anxiety and worry from my mother's eyes. My mother quickly brought hot water and said to me, "Come, drink!"! " "

"How can I drink in this heat?" I blame my mother. My mother blows with her mouth again, because there is a lot of boiling water, which is very hot. Boiling water scalded my mother's mouth. I said to my mother, "Mom, your mouth is burnt." Then he looked at his mother's mouth carefully. My mother smiled and said to me, "Never mind, just a little." Say that finish, began to blow up again. After blowing for a long time, my mother took a sip and looked at me with fatigue in her eyes. Then she said to me, "Nothing. Drink it. " "Yes!" I nodded.

After drinking, I saw some blood on my mother's mouth. I was worried and said to my mother, "Mom, your mouth is bleeding." "It doesn't matter, it's just a minor injury." Mom said casually. "How can this work?" "Never mind, it will be fine in the future." Mom accidentally said it again. I have no choice.

My mother helped me put on my coat, and then rode on my bike against the strong wind and took me to the hospital. My heart suddenly felt extremely warm. I went home after seeing the doctor. Mother told me to lie in bed quickly. Then I ran up and down again, making my tears fall.

Ah! Mom, how selfless your love is. You are so great! ! ! ! ! !

Mom, I love you. Mom, I want to tell you that I love you. To me, my mother is the best person in the world: whenever there is something delicious, she always keeps it for me. When I was a child, I always leaned in my mother's arms and smelled the sweet smell to sleep peacefully. Every time I return to my dormitory after school, I will see a peeled apple on my desk. Sometimes I write my homework until late at night, and my mother will stay with me until late at night. This is my mother. She has given me a lot of knowledge, taught me how to be an ordinary person and taught me what great maternal love is. Mom, I want to tell you that I love you.

Once, my mother took me home by bike as usual. It is very cold in winter now. There are not many pedestrians on the road. Everyone is warming up in a warm hut. My mother is afraid that I will be cold, but she still picks me up from school in such cold weather. On my way home, my mother always asked me if I was cold. I insist on saying no. The wind is biting, and I can't support it any longer. My teeth were so cold that I started fighting. My mother suddenly stopped the car and whispered, "It's cold. Then mother puts on gloves and the sea puts on a scarf. I didn't think too much at that time. I don't think adults should be afraid of cold. "

When I got home, my mother opened the door with the key, and the key actually fell to the ground. I took the key and opened the door. When I went in, I found my mother's hands were red with cold and there were many small holes with blood. I asked my mother, does it hurt? My mother said it didn't hurt, so I threw myself into my mother's arms. I cried. I'm sorry, my mother blames me. I secretly blame myself. I didn't know that my mother's hands would freeze every winter. I did it anyway, and I blamed myself for not living up to expectations.

Mom, you are the best mother in the world. Mom, I want to tell you that I love you!

Mom, I love you. Dear Mom:

Hello! Thank you for giving me life. I am glad that I am your child. You gave me too much, but I never paid it back. ...

Do you remember? One morning, I sent bad candy to your mouth, but you smiled and accepted it, touching my head and saying, "Our children have grown up!" " "I laughed at that time, but now I think about it, a little guilty; Do you remember? In a certain winter, you would rather wear less clothes and put on the thickest and warmest clothes for me. I feel very happy. I was playing there by myself, but I didn't expect you. Now that I think about it, I feel more guilty Do you remember? One day at noon, I was eating your delicious rice with my favorite trotters, one after another. I still didn't think of you, but you looked at me and smiled, as if it were just for me. Now that I think about it, I feel more guilty. ...

My heart is full of guilt, one after another. Looking back now, I can't help crying. Fortunately, I am a boy, so I won't cry so easily. I am strong! But you taught me that.

There are so many words in my heart that I want to say to you, which are condensed-thanks, understanding, touching and glory. ...

Now, you are old, with deeper wrinkles and whiter hair, but, but it's all for me! If I didn't show up, you might not have some deep wrinkles and some silver hair, but because of my appearance, you have more of these things, and you can't lose me. You told me to study hard and get out of this town-I will, I will, believe me, my dear, dear mother! You have given me so much happiness. Why not?

I wish you good health and all the best!

Mom, I love you. If the pursuit of ideals is a running race, then I am an athlete and you are a supporter who cheers for me. I love you, Mom! You taught me a lot. ...

You taught me to cherish time. I remember the first time I stepped into the school gate. I still don't know the concept of time. My mother taught me earnestly: "an inch of time is an inch of gold." At that time, when I was young, I nodded vaguely and still didn't listen to my mother. Every day after school, I don't rush home, but play with my classmates. Even when I go home, I drag my feet. I won't do my homework until my mother comes home. I often finish my homework at eleven or twelve. In this way, my academic performance dropped sharply. Since then, my mother has given up all social activities and urged me to do my homework at home. Slowly, I returned to the ranks of good students and really understood the value of time.

You taught me to be strong. My academic performance is among the best in my class, but I failed badly in an exam. Walking on the way to school, I feel that the paper in my schoolbag seems to weigh a thousand pounds, which makes me breathless. When I got home, I shut myself in my room, waiting for a storm of criticism. But unexpectedly, my mother touched my head and said, "Son, it doesn't matter if you don't do well in this exam." I know you are sad, but what's the use of being sad? Why don't you learn a lesson and do well in the exam next time? No one is perfect ... "I cried and hugged my mother tightly." Be strong, don't cry! "

You taught me to cherish time and make me strong. It's you! Run! Mom, you have done so much for me, and I love you! My mother.

Mom, I love you. My mother, like all mothers in the world, loves her children

Mom is very busy, but she always takes time to accompany me. Since I was over one year old, she has read me story books every night. Every night, my mother's voice is with me until I can read by myself. So, my mother began to buy me all kinds of books from the internet and bookstores. I soon fell in love with reading. Every book I read, my mother has to read it first. She said there are too many books now, so I have to choose one that suits me. Now, I am 9 years old and have read hundreds of books. My family is full of books bought by my mother. On weekends, my mother also accompanied me to the bookstore.

Besides accompanying me, my mother has always encouraged me. As long as I make progress or do well, my mother will reward me with a small red flower. My little red flower is very useful. I can buy what I want, and I can also travel ... Take my skipping as an example. At first, I couldn't pass a rope through any of them. I am very depressed. At this time, my mother encouraged me: "Never mind, practice slowly." After listening to my mother's words, I cheered up and began to practice. My mother said happily, "That's it, you can dance better!" " "I am also very confident. My mother also made me a table to record the number of skipping ropes every day and dance with me after work every day. Soon, I can jump dozens, and in two weeks, I can jump above 100. I thank my mother for her heartfelt encouragement!

My mother always said that I was the best gift from God. She told me that she had too much happiness because of me! I am very happy to bring happiness to my mother. I told my mother in my heart: I will make this gift better and better, mom, I love you!

Mom, I love you. Motherly love is a clear spring, so pure and clear. Motherly love is an intimate cotton-padded jacket, which can't be felt no matter how cold it is; Motherly love is a beam of sunshine in winter, which can warm my heart; Maternal love is a trace of coolness in summer, which goes straight to my heart ... Where does maternal love come from? It comes from the greatest and most ordinary person in the world-mother.

I have a mother who loves me very much She cares about me in every way.

I remember one morning the other day, when I woke up, I suddenly felt sick in my stomach. I didn't think much at first, but I thought it was a common stomachache, and I'll be fine soon. However, everyone is at school, and the symptoms of pain have not been alleviated, but have become more and more painful. So I couldn't help telling my parents. Hearing this, Dad said reproachfully to his mother, "Look, look, it's all because you took her to jump rope last night. It's all right now, something is wrong with me. " My mother thought it was wrong, pretended not to hear, and said to me, "I can't help learning." Tell you what, if you can't stand it at school and can't help telling the teacher, I'll take you to the hospital, okay? "I nodded my head.

When I got to school, my disappointing stomach still hurts so much, and it hurts more and more, and my throat is dull and itchy. I couldn't help vomiting in the bathroom once. Oh, what shall we do? Finally, after the first class, I couldn't help it, so I told Miss Bai about my situation. She called my mother and asked me to pack my schoolbag and go to the doorman's place to wait for my mother to pick me up and go to the hospital for treatment.

After a while, my mother came and took me directly to the hospital. The doctor said she needed a blood test. I felt uneasy when I came to the place where the blood was drawn. My mother probably read my mind and comforted me: "Don't be afraid, it's like being bitten by a bug, it doesn't hurt at all." I put my hand in carefully, just like my mother said. 10 minutes later, we got the test sheet. After seeing the doctor, the doctor said that the hemogram was high and it was acute enteritis. It would be fine to hang for three days. After listening to the doctor's words, my mother's nervous heart suddenly relaxed. What a false alarm!

Mom, thank you for gently helping me when I fell; Thank you for giving me strong encouragement when I am sad; Thank you for helping me guide the light when I am helpless ... ah, mom, I love you!

Mom, I love you. People often say "Father loves the mountain" and "Mother loves the sea". The person I respect most is my mother.

Although my mother is often away from home, my mother's love for me cannot be changed. Every time I come back, I will greet me and care about my situation at school. Although she sometimes scolds me fiercely, I know she scolds me for my own good. Sometimes when I know that I have done something wrong and blame myself, my mother will come to comfort me and tell me many reasons. When I waste food, she will warn me not to waste food. She taught me a lot of common sense about life.

I remember at that time, I was young. That night, I had a high fever of 39 degrees. When my mother knew, she quickly picked me up, got in my dad's car, came to the hospital and rushed into the hospital with me. I watched her clothes get soaked with sweat, so she ran to the doctor and asked him to show it to me quickly. The doctor took my temperature, prescribed medicine, and after taking the medicine, I fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, I saw my mother lying beside me asleep. Looking at the wrinkles on my mother's face and the exposed white hair, my heart is sour. How tired she is! Mom is tired because of me. I'm sorry, mom.

Once, when I was about to eat, I kept dragging my homework. My mother said to me, "Go and eat quickly! After dinner, come and do your homework! " But I didn't listen to her. I didn't go to eat until my family finished eating. Instead of scolding me, my mother cooked me a good meal.

Every bit of life is hidden in my memory by my mother's love. It is my mother who keeps me in the light. She is like a hardworking gardener. I am a little flower. She grew up with me and raised me. Mom, thank you for letting me grow up in happiness and happiness. I want to say to my mother, "Mom, I love you forever".

Mom, I love your excellent composition 10 The love of life begins with relatives: the love of relatives is the mother's questioning, tolerance and concern, a small matter, and love in the eyes. The source of these is maternal love. It comes from the mother's sincere heart.

Mothers all over the world are so alike, and their hearts seem to be the same. Every mother has a very pure heart. Time flies like water and the years are silent. Inadvertently, the annual rings quietly turned twelve times. I felt strangely rough when I rubbed your hand again. It's hard for me to tell whether I've grown up or you're old. From childhood to adulthood, it is your love that accompanies me from sunrise to sunset, from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, from childhood to adulthood.

Counting the past, you have paid too much for me. You are like my patron saint, accompanying me all my life. When I was lost and decadent, your tolerance gave me great encouragement. By the way, do you remember when I got my report card last semester, I was so lost, as if there was a lingering haze hanging over me. When I got home, I hid in the corner of my room. When you see it, come to me and ask me why. I left a sentence: "I failed in the exam." And secretly sad. You put your hand on me and comforted me by saying, "Don't be sad, the exam has passed,' to err is human'. Nothing is absolute, as long as you try your best, it will always be my pride! I believe that as long as you study hard, you will never be worse than anyone else. " I am slowly coming out of my loss, and I owe all the credit to you.

That night, you circled the wrong questions in my paper and analyzed them little by little until very late ... at that time, I couldn't help crying. Yes, mom, I am your eternal pride, and I will not be defeated by setbacks again, because I am your daughter's unchangeable daughter!

Mom, I love you! Years have marks, and maternal love has no stalks. When I lit the twelfth candle, I finally understood that maternal love is everything you have done for me. I can only say: "Mom, I love you!" " "

Mom, I love your excellent composition. 1 1 But nothing grows. I won the third prize! Mother's love for us is meticulous, but what have we brought her? Grades? Is there really nothing but grades? No, we can also say to mom: I love you.

Today, when I was reading, suddenly, a stream of blood surged up from my heart. My heart keeps telling me to repay my mother. However, I can't repay my mother materially, but I can repay my mother with my grades. Before that, I want to say to my mother that I love you.

After my mother came home, I solemnly handed my mother my slippers. I stared at my mother's gloomy eyes and poured out a few simple and complicated words: Mom, I love you! When my mother heard this, she paused for a moment and then stared at me inexplicably. I was nervous, my brain was running at full speed, like an overloaded machine, predicting all kinds of possibilities. Maybe my mother will give me a hug after silence; Maybe mom will buy me some snacks, maybe mom will. At this time, time seems to have stopped. Unexpectedly, my mother broke the silence and she smiled. Then, quietly ask: Is today Mother's Day? I replied in surprise: mom, actually, I want to repay you. My mother, like an angry youth, said disapprovingly, repay me and do well in the Chinese exam tomorrow. What are you still doing here? Go review. I am embarrassed. I didn't expect my mother to be so cold. Just then, my mother patted me on the shoulder with her warm hand. I looked back at my mother and looked forward to and cared about me from her eyes.

In the evening, I lay in bed and thought about it. I think something is wrong with my mother. At that time, she was thinking about my achievements and future. She must be glad that I have grown up.

Mother's kindness, we will never forget, let's say to mother: I love you.

Mom, I like your excellent composition 12. Watching the video interrupted by 17 minutes filled my life with love, but it was enough to make my face full of fatigue. Yes, ask yourself when to say to your parents, Mom and Dad, you have worked hard. From the moment you were born, your parents raised you without any regrets. You regard this kind of parenting as a habit. Looking down, you are already taller than your parents; Looking down, when parents are full of white hair; Looking down, my parents' faces have changed so much. That is the trace of years, depriving them of their young faces, and years have given us.

As long as I can remember, when I was in the first grade, when it was cold and gray, my mother had got up to help me prepare breakfast. While I was enjoying breakfast, she squatted there washing dishes and looked at the cold water in the sink. I have a stone in my heart. I got up and moved a chair for my mother to sit on. My mother said, "You still love my mother best." I just found out that parents don't want much, just a word from you and a care, and they are satisfied. I have never given my parents a word of concern. Looking at the back of their work, I am so lonely, and my heart is so sour. Looking back on my childhood, my father gave me my feet as a seesaw, my mother got up in the middle of the night to fight mosquitoes, and my tears fell silently.

Actually, I'm afraid of growing up. When I grow up, I will leave my parents' arms forever and I will never fall asleep in my mother's arms again. Because when you grow up, you have to be independent and live by yourself. Parents can't be with you in their arms.

When I was rebellious in adolescence, I quarreled with my mother and even abused my mother. Now that I think about it, I am so naive. I have scolded my mother who raised me for so many years, and I have also scolded my mother who loves me so much. Now I understand that my parents are my support. Don't be like me. Even if you are dissatisfied with your parents, you should endure it and tell yourself in your heart, "They love me." Tired, leaning in their arms; Injured, lying in their arms, their arms, is the place I can rely on most. I just want to tell my parents that I love you!

Mom, I love you. Maternal love is a high mountain. No matter how hard you are, she always relies on the barrier to support the shade above us. The towering body protects you from the wind and rain and makes your heart calm and happy.

In the dark night, all the lights went out, and there was a light in the door of my mother's room. I pushed open the door curiously and looked inside. When the designer's mother was drawing with the mouse, I could see that her mother was tired. She yawned, stretched out and buried her head in front of the case. I went back to my room to sleep. In a daze, I seemed to feel that someone was sitting gently on the edge of my bed, tucking me in, and said piteously, "The baby is not honest in sleeping, and he will get sick if he catches cold." Say that finish, gently kiss on my forehead, and then quietly out of the room, quietly closed the room. I love you, mom. You are busy late every day. Don't forget to tuck me in before you go to bed.

Open my mother's blog, an article reflects people's eyes. On closer inspection, it seems that "Today, my daughter …" is full of stories about me. Although they are all trivial things in life, my mother still records them one by one, either happy or sad. Sometimes, if she thinks I'm not doing well, she will write it in her blog, from which she can see her tireless teaching and persuasive advice. My mother's blog post is updated every day, because on me, my mother can capture fresh stories every day; My mother often invites me to her blog. When I look at these short stories, I can't help feeling a lot moved. I love you, mom. It is you who took pains to record the joys and sorrows of my daughter's growth, and let me step on deep footprints in the growing inkpad. When I look back, they are still so clear.

I still remember a chicken pox, and it was itchy all over my stomach, back and waist. The doctor told me not to scratch, it would leave a scar. So you took three days off to take care of me, wash your hands frequently, give me delicious food, tease me constantly, distract my attention, prevent me from scratching with my hands, sleep at night and hold my hand all night. Because of my mother's meticulous care.

Motherly love is a small stream, which gathers into an ocean bit by bit. No matter whether you are good or bad, she will tolerate you and forgive you. She is always so gentle that I can swim happily among them. I love you, Mom!

Mom, I love you. Today is Mother's Day. When this festival comes, I want to say to you: "Mom, I love you!" " "

Mom, as long as I can remember, you have always held me and taught me to talk. You teach me to walk, and you teach me to do math. When I was growing up, I couldn't live without you, but you were very frugal with me, dressed simply, got up early and was greedy for the dark, and never took care of yourself. Originally, a fair-skinned beauty turned into a fat mother with dim fat color. Whenever I see these; There was a pang of sadness in my heart. You have me, but you have lost a lot. Mom, your son said to you, "I'm sorry, my son is not sensible and has made you suffer."

Mom, in the past, I only knew how to be playful and naughty, didn't cherish time at all, and my academic performance was not satisfactory. You never want to say more words of blame and criticism for fear of hurting your son's self-esteem. Always inspire me with encouraging words. Although my grades are not excellent, I still live in a relaxed and warm family, which makes me grow up happily. These are all given to me by my mother, so I am here to say,' Mom, I love you! "

Now, your son is sensible and knows the meaning of "Young people will be sad if they don't work hard". Starting today, I will cherish my time, concentrate on my studies, grow up to be a promising person, let my parents live a happy life, and make you proud of having my son. Mom, don't worry about me. Take good care of yourself. I will care about you as much as you do.

Mom, I want to say to you: "Mom, I love you forever!" " "

Mom, I like your excellent composition 15 Today is Women's Day. Every year today, I think of my mother first. My mother is very busy every day and works hard for me. I think it's time to repay my mother!

Actually, I was prepared. Yesterday, March 7th, I secretly took ten dollars from my piggy bank. I decided to give my mother a special gift on March 8th. I put down my schoolbag after school at noon yesterday. I rushed into the gift shop at the school gate with the prepared ten yuan. However, when I walked into the gift shop, I found that everything was very beautiful and exquisite, which dazzled me for a while and made me unable to choose. It suddenly occurred to me that "maternal love is warm", so I must choose a very "warm" gift for my mother. So I thought of candles. I picked and picked, and finally I held a star-shaped red candle in my hand like a treasure. At that moment, I was a little inexplicably excited and my hands trembled a little. Looking at my "stupidity", my aunt in the gift shop praised me for choosing a good gift and being filial, and said that she would give me a good package. When I carefully put the packaged gift in my pocket and walked out of the store, my heart was already sweet!

On the morning of March 8, I couldn't wait to show my mother the candles I had hidden all night. "Mom, this is my love for you." . My mother looked at the gift in my hand, and her face was full of surprise and happiness. One hand holds a candle, and the other hand touches my head and says, "My dear son has really grown up. Last year, I gave my mother two carnations, and this year I gave my mother a red candle, which is of great significance! "

I know what this means. Mom is a middle school teacher. She often said, "It is a responsibility to pay silently for those who love you and those you love". In my memory, my mother is like a silent candle. Today, when I grow up, I should have my own responsibilities. I want to return some light and heat to my loving mother, my loving mother.

Mom, I really love you. I will make you more proud on March 8 next year!