Tell me about my mother 800 words essay

With the explosive growth of online social networks, more and more people are keen to post comments online to share their lives. So what kind of talk is novel and unique? The following is an 800-word essay about my mother that I collected and compiled. It is for reference only. Let’s take a look.

My mother is in her thirties this year and is gradually reaching her forties. She has big eyes, a small nose, and a small mouth, giving people a very delicate and compact look. She is of medium height, slender figure, and has a bookish temperament.

My mother usually likes to toss. Her TikTok is all about cosmetics, and she also likes to make some red wine masks and yogurt masks at home. I feel like she is like a high-level magician. Every summer she always says that she is fat, but she is determined to eat vegetarian food every day. We only had two meals a day, which made my dad and I complain about hunger all day long, but she said: "If you can't move your legs, you have to keep your mouth shut!" She would always buy some fashionable clothes in the summer and dress herself up Dress up beautifully. After a summer, my mother became more and more beautiful, and my father and I also lost a lot of weight.

Mom is not only beautiful on the outside, she is also very serious about her work! My mother is a people's teacher. She is also very responsible for her work. She prepares lessons, makes courseware, and corrects homework every day. As soon as she starts working, she becomes obsessive. "Mom, it's time to eat!" I don't know how many times I shout this sentence before it works. As long as a child makes a little progress, she will show a heart-warming smile. Dad said Mom’s cell phone was like a hotline after get off work and kept ringing. Mother will take the trouble to answer the phone, answer parents' questions or enlighten parents on how to educate their children. I feel blessed to have such a mother.

Every day after school, I "automatically turn off" my "hearing". If you don’t believe me, “How many glasses of water did you drink today?” “I need to add more clothes, it’s getting cold!” After that, I put the clothes on my bedside table, and checked them one by one like a security check every day. She would often say things like: "Study hard and don't relax." She would also warn: "Get along with your classmates in school in harmony, and don't get into conflicts with your classmates over trivial matters." These words have been played repeatedly in my ears for more than a dozen years, and they are increasingly engraved in my heart.

My mother loves reading and is called a book god. If you don’t believe it, you can see that the bedside table and bookshelf are full of books. Whenever she has time, she will dive into the pile of books. Sometimes she will hear a praise, sometimes a burst of laughter, and sometimes she will hear a burst of sighs. My father and I looked at each other, at a loss. My mother often told me some famous aphorisms: A person throws himself on a book like a hungry person throws himself on bread. As a result, I also fell in love with reading and was praised by the teacher, all because of my mother's influence. In short, as soon as she enters the world of books, she cannot extricate herself, and she cannot extricate herself to the extreme. My mother is a "superstar" in my mind!

The scholarly quality exuded by my mother is like shells and pearls shining in the sand of my memory, and her excellent qualities are like guiding lights, guiding me forward on the dark road. She is my idol!