Talk to mom, write a composition, and seek speed.

Mom, you have always given me care and care and given me hope. I never said "thank you!" Instead, I have repeatedly refuted you, which makes me feel ashamed.

Growing up, I didn't work hard at all, and many things were not as good as other children. But you never blamed me; For example, when I was in kindergarten, my writing speed was several times slower than that of other children, and my handwriting was not as neat and standardized as that of other children. I remember once, the teacher taught children to write "Ya", and the teacher blurted out "Vertical Hook". I didn't listen carefully, so I took it as Arabic numeral "5". I cleverly changed the small horizontal line on it into a small hook and put it on the tail of "5". At that time, I saw the teacher looking at me quietly and seemed to be furious with me. From the teacher's eyes, I seem to see a sentence: a student who doesn't work hard, doesn't fight for time and moves slowly, you are like a pile of useless garbage! Looking into the teacher's eyes and paying attention to my every move, I bowed my head guiltily. I told you about it when I got home. At that time, I was ready to be scolded. Unexpectedly, you not only didn't scold me, but also comforted me with good words. At that time, I really felt very gratified and happy.

Another time, when I was in preschool, I made up my mind: I want to work hard and have confidence; I always remember my determination, and sure enough, I got double marks in the final exam. The moment I got the test paper, I was so excited that tears filled my eyes. You were happy when I told you the good news. He said to me, "Although you got double marks this time, my mother is also very happy." But do you know that your achievements have made this percentage? Thanks to your efforts. If you don't keep working hard, can you guarantee that you can achieve such good results in the future? I still remember your words:' Pride makes people lag behind, modesty makes people progress'! "

After listening to your words, I left a mark on my heart-I will work very hard, very hard and very, very seriously.

Mom, you can rest assured. Thank you for your encouragement and comfort all the time, and for everything you have given me. Mom, I want to say to you, "You have worked hard."

2:

Mom, you gave me a lot of love, and I am very grateful to you. But one thing, I hope you can understand me.

On Sunday, you bought some beautiful bowls in the street and told me not to move. You said you'd wash it when you got back. You go to work, and I will do my homework quietly. However, after writing for a while, I became impatient and always wanted to see those beautiful bowls. For a time, your "command" has long been forgotten by me, and my strong curiosity drove me to run quietly into the kitchen. I was enjoying one of the bowls with relish, and suddenly I remembered what you said before going to work, and you should wash the newly bought bowl when you come back. So, I'm smart. I've been thinking: if you come back and see me wash the dishes cleanly, you will praise me …

To start, I first put some detergent in the bowl, then wash it with water, and finally wipe it with a rag. I washed a bowl quickly. After washing all the dishes, I was about to put them in the cupboard when suddenly you came back. I don't know what you are going to do. I was shocked. A bowl slipped from my hand and broke with a bang. My heart is like "fifteen buckets to draw water-seven up and eight down". Then you suddenly appeared in front of me and said, "Lin Yu, did you break this bowl?" Needless to say, you also taught me a very severe lesson. I'm really "dumb to eat Rhizoma Coptidis-I can't tell you how bitter it is".

Mom, I hope you can give me a chance to explain. I really hope you can understand my daughter's heart.