My mother scolded me for writing 400 words.

My mother doesn't know when she began to like "swearing". She cursed at home and outside, and wherever she went, the sound of cursing lasted for three days, which was unforgettable afterwards.

In the hardest hit area-my home, its effect is more obvious. One day, I had a good time and it was getting late to go home. I rushed to the door and walked in guiltily. I saw that her old man's face was not very good, and I was sweating all over. My mother smiled at first, but I felt the chill that went straight into my back. You may disagree, but I can understand the "hidden murder" in the laughter.

Sure enough, the "curse" rushed at me like a flood that burst its banks, such as thunder, electricity and knives. All kinds of abuse, my heart is like a five-flavored bottle, and sadness, indignation, pain, regret, shame, jealousy and loss come at me together. Despite my rich expression, I still can't stand the torrent. My mother is like a crosstalk performer who talks in a jingle. The collision in her heart drives me crazy. Although after a long test, "facial health has reached level 7", it is obviously very tiring to face such a master of "swearing". His face turned black at once, and the pain in his heart was worse than the color of his face. A stream of cold air hit his heart, fiercer than money grass, and almost became a "zombie."

Finally, my mother gave the order, "Why don't you study?" I seem to have been pardoned, and Nuo Nuo repeatedly stepped back.

2. scolded by my mother

I want a bottle for raising aquatic plants. I brought a chair and put it by the window. I climbed up, stood on tiptoe, stretched out my arms and touched the vase in the window everywhere. I feel a cold feeling in my palm. I finally got the round vase, and I was very excited.

I took the vase down carefully. When I climbed down from the chair, an accident happened suddenly: the vase broke with a bang, and I was scared out of a "heart attack". "Oh, my God! How could you be so cruel to me and break my mother's favorite vase? How can I tell my mother? " I said to myself. I looked at the broken glass on the ground and my mind was in a mess. I thought: if I tell my mother, I will have a scolding, maybe I will be beaten; If I don't tell my mother, I may get away with it. So, I cleaned the glass and quietly poured it into the trash can.

Mom came back, and I started to get nervous. "Smile" mother called me, and I turned my head and saw my mother coming towards me with a smile. When she walked through the window, her steps suddenly slowed down and her expression became more and more serious. I'm more nervous, my heart is racing and I'm about to jump out of my throat. However, I still pretend that nothing happened. Suddenly, my mother's roar came from my ear: "Shen Congxiao, you broke my favorite vase, why didn't you tell me!" " You are getting bolder and bolder, and you pretend nothing has happened. I can't help hitting you today ... ""Woo-woo-woo-"

My mother will change. One minute it's sunny, the other it's thundering ... I can't stand it.

One morning, I got up early for dinner, and my mother didn't get up until I finished eating. She stretched herself and said kindly; "Lily, why are you up?" "I got up early and had breakfast! I said. " Then you can read for a while! She said with a frown. "Can I watch it later? At this time, my mother shouted like a tigress; The book is for you to read, not for you to fish for three days and dry the net for two days. ''

This is my mother. I really can't stand her temper. However, she also has a good side. For example, my math exam is issued today. If she had read it at ordinary times, the score on the math test paper was so poor that she would have scolded me, but today she didn't. After reading it, she patiently answered the math problems I didn't understand, and told me not to be too careless in the future. Hehe, this is my real mother. Look at her, isn't she fickle? Is your mother the same as mine?

The sky is gray and the dark clouds are low. It looks like rain. Well, if it weren't for the damn weather, my mother and I would be having fun in the park now! I looked out of the window and looked listless. "Super Nan, come on, mom will give you a magic trick." Hearing my mother's crying, I reluctantly came to the living room. I saw my mother holding a glass of water in one hand and an egg in the other. There is a small bag of white powder next to me. When I came in, my mother smiled and asked me, "Guess what will happen if I put the egg in the cup?" "The sink is too simple, and all the children in kindergarten know it." I replied lazily. "I will do a magic trick to make the eggs float. Do you believe it?" Mom asked again. "Do you believe me?" I am very determined. My mother didn't talk to me, but her seriousness aroused my curiosity. I saw her gently put the egg into the cup, then picked up the powder and poured it into the cup, stirring it slowly ... "Oh, my God, it floated!" " I cried in surprise. My mother smiled and said, "Fun, this is the magic of science. In fact, it is very simple, but I put salt in the water, and the density of salt water is high, and the eggs float. " Oh, I see, there is science everywhere in life!

I always feel that my mother is like a magician. Those hands can change many things and do anything. I've always wanted to have hands like my mother's.

Mom's hands are the most amazing. In my memory, when I got good grades in the exam, my mother always used her hands to "change" my favorite candy and my favorite toy to encourage me; When my exam results are not satisfactory or I encounter difficulties, my mother always "changes" a cup of hot milk and biscuits to comfort me; When I meet something I like and really want to have it, my mother's hand will "change" the paper money for me to buy. Mom has secrets and magic in her hands.

Mom has the most dexterous hands. I can't tie my shoelaces, but my mother came to teach me. I saw her fasten a solid button three or two times. I remember once, my hand was cut by an unfinished wall on my way home. When I got home, my mother quickly bandaged me up with her skillful hands.

Mom's hands are the warmest. Every time when I am most depressed, my mother's hand will touch me and make me feel warm; In winter, whenever my little hand is red with cold, her warm hand holds mine, which makes me feel warm and not cold anymore.

In fact, not only mothers have such hands, but all parents in the world have such magical, dexterous and warm hands, which make us feel happy, happy and warm!

My mother's temper is really like the day in June, the child's face-it changes as soon as it changes, don't believe you.

"Wen Wen, is there an exam today?" "I took the exam." "After getting 95 points or more, mom will take you to KFC." "Oh." Mom asks the same question every day, which is annoying. The next day, the test paper was handed out-96 points, which was great. You can eat KFC at home. As soon as I got home, I happily said to my mother, "I got 96 points, mom." Mom said with a smile; "Let me see." I took the test paper to my mother. In less than a minute, the expression on my mother's face turned from sunny to cloudy. "Such a simple topic how only 96 points? How many people, Ma Junlu? " "97。" "See why people are better than you?" Mom is angry. "Only one point away." I muttered to myself. "Can you make a difference at this point in the college entrance examination?" Then I went to cook. "Mom, where is KFC?" "Eat a fart KFC." Mom left a message.

Mom's temper will turn sunny to cloudy, and so will perineum!

Once, I broke my mother's favorite cup, and my mother scolded me as soon as she got home, but after a while, she calmly said to me, "Everyone makes mistakes, as long as you remember to be careful in the future and don't make the same mistake again." I quickly said, "I remember, I remember." "Baby, mom went to buy a cup. You stay at home and listen. "

My mother has a changeable temper, but I know her temper is only because she loves me.