Listen to your mother and write a composition.

In daily study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words. So how to write a general composition? The following is my composition, and I'll tell you what your mother said. Welcome to draw lessons from and refer to. I hope it helps you.

Listening to my mother's words, it says 1 Under all kinds of boredom, I put on my headphones, got into bed and listened to Jay Chou's songs. The melody is intoxicating, as if you were asleep. Suddenly, a rap woke me up and looked at the MP3 screen. Is to listen to your mother. I was shocked as if I had been electrocuted, and my rebellious scene immediately came to my mind. The melodious melody in my ear and Jay Chou's heavenly voice linger in my ear for a long time.

Listen to your mother. I ...

Do I listen to my mother? I asked myself. The answer is no. I am in great pain. Where was the "obedient" me in primary school? I don't know. I forced myself to be obedient and not rebellious, but I couldn't. I can't control my heart. The word "rebellion" is a good adjective for me if it is told to my primary school classmates. They won't believe it. I am so confused that I can't find my way, like a lost kitten, at a loss. But listen to mom, okay? We should have our own opinions, but I can't stand the pressure from all sides. There is a saying: "The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment." I think it's absolutely right. My mother gave me high expectations and hoped that I could be admitted to a key high school. I looked at such a high threshold and stopped and wandered around. I can only choose to rebel and do whatever I want.

My music

Because of rebellion and being bound by parents, I can only choose to listen to music to kill time, but I have also learned a lot from it. Melody-perceptual beauty; Lyrics-beautiful scenery. Being in it, I relaxed my body and mind and realized the beauty of nature.

Postscript:

There is "Listen to Mom" in the earphone. I am like a tamed sheep. Listen-listen to mom and don't let her get hurt.

Listen to your mother. As time goes by, her hair is getting whiter and whiter, and the wrinkles on her forehead reflect her hard work. Looking at her is not as straight as when she was young. My mother, it hurts me to see you getting older!

From immature children to slim girls, I grew up little by little, while you grew old little by little. When you were young, you were young and beautiful in my eyes. Looking at your skin from white to black and looking at the corner of your eyes, you can imagine how much you have paid and how much you have sweated.

I am in a rebellious period of youth. Every day, I hear your nagging over and over again, but I yell at you loudly, complaining about you over and over again in my heart, and secretly making faces when I see your leaving figure. I turned around and inadvertently saw the hot milk you secretly put on my desk for me. In an instant, I clearly understood your mind. At that moment, I found that I regretted it. I seem to tell you: Mom, do you know that at that moment, I regretted yelling at you!

In the days to come, I accidentally discovered that there would be a lamp in the living room every night. And every time I finish my homework after staying up late, a cup of hot milk and midnight snack will unconsciously appear on the coffee table, and even the rice is steaming. When I returned to my room, I was greeted by the textbooks that had become neat and orderly on my desk. Suddenly you are busy behind me, only to find out how bad my attitude towards you is. Looking at the neat and orderly textbooks, my eyes can't help but get hot, and the water mist in my eyes blurs my sight. At this moment, I realized that parents' concern for their children is no longer words, but a little action and a greeting.

Suddenly I remembered the words sung by Jay Chou: "Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt. You should grow up quickly to protect her beautiful white hair ... "Yes, listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt. ...

Listen to my mother, composition 3 takes too long to write. Soon, my hand hurt. When I finished copying a natural paragraph, I found my handwriting was really poor. At this time, my mother read it carefully and said, "If you can't write well, I'll let you erase it and rewrite it!" ""how can this be done? The comics are about to start, I have to copy them quickly! " "Writing good words won't waste time. Just write carefully. " "How did that happen? By the time you finish copying them one by one, the comics will have been finished long ago. "I'm nasty, close your ears and continue to write quickly.

But my hands are so sour that I can hardly hold the pen and my handwriting is getting worse. Mom looked at it, choked back her anger and snapped, "If you can't write well, I'll tear up the book!" " "Listen to mom's words, I continue to think about that beautiful cartoon, and I see that there is only one paragraph left. I pretended as if nothing had happened and continued to copy quickly, and my handwriting was even more scribbled. My mother suddenly reached out and grabbed my notebook, tore up all two copy papers at once, and said angrily, "Copy it again, I'll tear it again if there is a word that is not written well!" " "

My heart calmed down when I saw that my mother was really angry. After a rest, I began to copy one by one according to my mother's request. After reading it, the comic has just been broadcast for 5 minutes! Alas, if I had listened to my mother from the beginning and written the words well, I wouldn't have delayed watching cartoons. What a pity!

The next day, the teacher read my composition and praised my handwriting in class. Looking at the envious expression of my classmates, I secretly made up my mind to listen to my mother in the future!

Listen to my mother's words Composition 4 I love humming Jay Chou every day, and let my mother shout to me every day: "Do you really listen to me when you sing every day?" Huh? Go do your homework! I have to do my homework obediently.

To tell the truth, my mother treated me well and badly. Well, even when I am happy, my mother will allow me to surf the Internet, and sometimes the amount of pocket money will go up, and the little red flowers on my face will fly happily! Bad, incomparable, because she will let me do my homework when she is in a bad mood and won't let me go out to play. My tears are worthless, fall down. My mother is doing me good, I know, but I can't go on like this. I have an unspeakable feeling for my mother, both love and hate. I don't like my mother's nagging. I don't know how she came all the way. I'm a little rebellious, and I belong to the kind that doesn't like being bound by others. My mother's teaching sometimes makes me unbearable. Sometimes I feel wrong. When I tried my best to find the reason, I couldn't find it, so I didn't know the reason.

I think I have listened to my mother very well. She won't let you see her fragility, but let you see her strength from her tired figure. I don't know how broad the concept of strength is, and the word strength is strange and even more vague. When I saw some dazzling white hair in my mother's black hair, I wondered: When did my mother have white hair?

I feel like I didn't listen to my mother again. Maybe, I really should listen to my mother.

Listen to your mother. My mother is middle-aged! Mothers care and cherish their children as much as other mothers. But where am I?

Indulge in online games, have trouble with my mother, and all the money at home has gone to Internet cafes, so I don't study hard. Almost all the bad habits that bad children should have can be found in me! As for dad, he usually quarrels with his mother when he is free, and then comes to fight with his mother when he is drunk.

One day, my mother's waist hurt again. This is because my mother is sick at work. Dad came back drunk! I quarreled with my mother as usual. Where am I? I'm scared at home and don't know what to do. Finally, mom and dad thought there was a fight. Mother was beaten and cried by her father in the living room. Finally, I came out and caught dad. This is the first time I have contradicted my father! After all, I am a fifth-grade child! Dad was carried away by that damn white wine! Hit me for the first time! My mother put my father on the sofa and told me to hide in the house. Dad is more fierce. ......

I remember that I broke my mother's heart again and again before! Now let's sing "Listen to Mom" again.

Listen to your mother and write six "you". Get out! "

"I'm afraid you won't succeed if I go out."

I shut the door angrily and went downstairs. I thought to myself, "Hum, what's the big deal! Alas! There is no need to lose such a big temper if you fail the exam? " I walked to the park, thinking as I walked. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a "long ~ ~", and then it began to rain. Everyone in the street ran home, and there were very few people in the street! I really want to go home! But I'm afraid of being scolded by my mother when I go home! When I'm more upset! A familiar figure caught my eye ―― that's my mother! Mom said, "Want Want, go home!" " I played this childish game and said, "I'm not going back!" " "My mother advised me to say," Be good! Go home quickly! "Finally, my mother and I left together!

I haven't been convinced since I got home. To get back at my mother, my mother asked me to sit down. I was on my side those days! She told me to go east, so I went west. My father looked at me abnormally for a few days. Just ask me what's wrong these days. I said on impulse, "It's none of your business." Then my mom told my dad that I failed the exam. Dad scolded me! Since then, I have been more cruel to my mother.

I finally couldn't help it. I don't do housework. My father saw me start the "no plane plan" like this. I hardly have time to turn on the computer from now on. Once I occasionally listened to Jay Chou's Listen to Mom on TV:

Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt.

I want to grow up quickly and protect her

Beautiful white hair grows in happiness.

Angel's magic is warm and kind.

Hearing this, I left tears. "Listen to mom and don't let him get hurt." But I went to hurt my mother! I looked at my calendar. Mom's birthday is coming, and I forgot this. This reminds me of the day when my mother and I had a problem. I bought a birthday cake for my mother with the pocket money I saved, and apologized to her after I entered the room. Although the cake is small. I intend to apologize.

Mom.-I love you.

Listen to your mother and write seven "Hey! How did you get this question wrong? " "Why haven't you sharpened your pencil?" "How did you ..." Look at my "lion" mother's "roar". I really can't help her. She never stopped for a second, not this one, but that one. Everything she said went in one ear and out the other, and I took my mother's words for granted.

One day, I walked into the school and went to the classroom. As soon as I put away my schoolbag, I began to look for my Chinese book, but my Chinese book was gone. I just remembered: Yesterday, my "lion" mother was ill, and I finally escaped from her clutches! But who knows today! I had to borrow my classmates' books to read together.

The first class is English. When we finished the content in the textbook, we began to write English lessons. However, I rummaged through the pencil box and found nothing in it. It is very serious that I didn't bring any books. Now Lian Bi has nothing with him. I couldn't help blushing, thinking: I wish I had listened to my mother earlier. I have to borrow pencils from other students again.

"Ding Rinrin ..." I finally got to school. I ran to the door. I opened the door with a key. I have to finish my homework not only, but also what I didn't finish at school. If I had listened to my mother, I wouldn't have left so much homework. I regret it now.

At this moment, mother pushed the door and came in. I called out to my mother and was about to apologize, but I swallowed back. At this time, my mother said to me, "Go and do your homework!" "

Mom, although I didn't apologize to you, I'm here to say, "I'm sorry, mom, I'll listen to you later!" "

Listen to your mother. Composition 8 "Hey, kid, do you have a lot of question marks? Why are others reading comics and I am learning to draw? " Whenever I listen to this song, I think of my mother gently knowing that I am doing my homework.

When I was a child, my family was poor and I couldn't afford air conditioning. My mother would quietly fan me with a cattail leaf fan. Her love never speaks, and she has been quietly paying for me by my side.

When I encounter learning difficulties, my grades drop and I complain about my homework in distress, my mother will quietly put down a cup of hot milk for me and knock on the table a few times to comfort me.

When I can't go home after the heavy rain, there must be my mother outside the classroom. The man with naked hair dripping is my mother.

Although my mother can't speak, she won't call my name affectionately. Even if there is no sound, I know that my mother loves me and has always loved me deeply, and I am satisfied. I once hoped to cure my mother's illness and took her to Beijing to find a powerful voice. I want to hear my mother call my name with my own eyes.

Maybe my dream is not as big as my classmates'. Some of them want to be pilots, some want to be policemen who serve the people, some want to be doctors who save lives, and some want to be teachers who teach and educate people. I just hope that I can achieve something and stay with my mother all the time, because my mother is more important than myself in this world.

I know many people around me are rebellious and have fun without restraint, but I know I can't, and my future can't be ruined by a moment of fun.

I will always listen to my mother, always protect my mother, forever.

Listen to your mother's words composition 9 "Listen to your mother's words and don't let her get hurt;" I want to grow up quickly to protect her; Beautiful white hair, sprouting in happiness, magic of angels, kindness in warmth ... "

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Mom, mom is the greatest person in the world. I know everyone will say that their mother is the greatest person in the world. Yes, every mother is great. Do you listen to your mother? Most people only lose their temper with their mothers, but never consider their feelings. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? At that time, although your mother would say a few words about you, she felt very uncomfortable. If you listen to your mother and help her with some housework, she was so happy at that time, although it was not obvious on the surface.

Mom, in fact, she doesn't need any material rewards, just wants her children to be healthy, safe and obedient. My mother often says to me, "You must study hard, which is the best reward for us." In fact, you did well in the exam, and your mother didn't take much credit, but you benefited from it. What your mother said was for our own good.

Perhaps, your mother's black hair shows a few white hairs; Perhaps, your mother is still full of black hair, but it will eventually turn black and white; Maybe your mother can't see white hair when she dyes her hair. Mom's white hair is born because she is worried about us. My mother works hard to take care of us. Her white hair is getting more and more, her face is getting haggard and her forehead is showing several wrinkles. Therefore, we should listen to mom and ask her to give us less snacks.

Mother's words are full of concern for us; Mom's words are full of expectations for us; Mom's words are full of love for us! Listen to your mother! Make mom happy! Let mom get some rewards for our efforts and efforts!

"Listen to your mother, don't let her get hurt; I want to grow up quickly to protect her; Beautiful white hair, sprouting in happiness, magic of angels, kindness in warmth ... "

Listen to your mother's words 10 "Listen to your mother's words and don't let her get hurt ..." Whenever I listen to Jay Chou's songs, my heart will burst into ripples; I think the content of this song is right, and I think I should listen to my mother.

When I was young, my mother asked us to study at home, such as drawing cartoons and writing. We don't understand why others can read comics, but I want to draw comics. Why should I stay at home and study when others can listen to music? When we grow up, we realize that mom did it to make us successful. Others watch the cartoons we draw, while others listen to the songs we write. ...

I didn't listen to my mother very much, but I went my own way and suffered a lot.

I remember once, when the weather turned cold and I went to school in the morning, my mother asked me to put on more clothes. I said, "It's just that the temperature has dropped a little. I just need to run around the school. " After that, I left. I didn't hear what my mother said later. I thought, "How uncomfortable I am wearing so many clothes!"

When I got to school, my stomach began to growl, and then I felt a dull pain. As a result, I had diarrhea that day and felt uncomfortable for several days. Although it was done later, it cost a lot of money.

With this lesson, I decided to listen to my mother's "nagging" in the future, at least to make me suffer less. Students, if you haven't heard this song, let's listen to it quickly in order to better understand mom!

Listen to your mother and write 1 1 "Study hard, son!" Mom is not a poet. Her words are simple.

I nodded hard at the other end of the phone. I don't know if I'm listening to my mother.

I remember when I was young, every time my mother wanted to check my homework, I didn't dare to neglect it. I had to respectfully finish the homework of the day and give it to her. She didn't express much opinion, but she always commented on my writing, so I always listened to my mother and wrote straight. ...

After I entered junior high school, I never let my mother check my homework again, because she could no longer check out the mistakes in my homework, and I began to become disobedient. Sometimes my mother asks me to go back to my room and do my homework. I will spread out my homework and pretend to be doing it. Listening to mom seems to be getting farther and farther away.

Now that I am in high school, I have the same attitude towards study and life, but I don't want my mother to know that I am still indulging myself as always. I began to push myself: am I really listening to my mother?

I still don't know if my mother has any good friends. Every day, besides going out early and coming back late in the field, I am tired of hanging a blunt hoe, which is for cooking for me. My mother said that she would take a good walk with her friends. I nodded. I thought I listened to my mother. But my mother still hasn't stepped out of the circle centered on me. I wonder if mom is sad?

Calling mom every week is what I look forward to most. But I found that after I left home, I could only report good news instead of bad news, only occasionally crying on the phone, and then I heard my mother tell me to be strong and learn to smile in difficulties. So I dried my tears and started again in my mother's expectation.

I hung up the phone and heard Jay Chou's "Listen to Mom", humming this song, but I fell asleep in tears: Listen to my mother, don't let her get hurt, only when I want to grow up quickly can I protect her, beautiful white hair and happiness will always sprout, and angel's magic is warm and kind.

Perhaps, only by listening to my mother, will I really grow up.

Listen to your mother's composition 12 I remember when I was a child, my mother would urge me to put on more clothes every time the weather turned cold. At that time, I was very disapproving. I feel that I am still young, so I don't have to be careful about the temperature changes like those elderly people. I have been fighting guerrilla warfare with my mother, and I don't want to wear so many clothes.

But now I understand my mother's good intentions.

I just got up yesterday morning and heard my roommate calling me from the bed. I looked up and asked her what was wrong. Who knows that she actually said, "I have a recurrence of lumbar disc herniation, and now I can't get out of bed." Listen to her voice slightly crying, it shouldn't be fake.

I quickly asked her what help she needed, and she asked me to help her bring up the rheumatism plaster and painkillers in the drawer, so that she could see if it could be relieved.

After everything is done, the roommate is gradually less painful and can move freely.

I asked her how she got the disease. According to common sense, it is only for the elderly.

She told me with great regret that she didn't listen to her mother when she was young. She always soaks in cold water to cool off. When it is cold, she only wears a pair of jeans in winter in order not to wear too thick clothes to look slim. Over time, she got the disease.

After listening to my roommate's words, I felt sorry for her. I didn't listen to my mother's advice and suffered from illness at this age.

It seems that I must listen to my mother in the future and stop being self-righteous and opposing her.

Listen to your mother's words 13 "Listen to your mother and don't let her get hurt. You want to grow up and protect her. " This is the lyrics of a song that Jay Chou once sang, called "Listen to Mom". This song expresses Jay Chou's gratitude to his mother, because her mother made him learn music from an early age, which made him ahead in his studies and was very harsh on him. But if his mother hadn't educated him like this, Jay Chou wouldn't have achieved what he is now.

My mother is not harsh, because my father was often absent when I was a child, and I always felt that I lacked something, so I was pampered and tolerant everywhere. Now I have a bad habit. My mother wants me to stop making mistakes again and again. But I didn't listen to her advice, which made my mother very sad. Mother had no choice but to ask a tutor for help. My bad habits have been corrected recently, but some of them still can't be changed. Every time my mother learns bad news from the teacher, she will be exhausted. Because as a financial manager, I must be very tired after a day's work, and I am so naughty, so I feel exhausted physically and mentally. When I get home, I hate iron and scold me.

I recall that when I was young, my father was busy with work and traveled all the year round. Basically, my mother was in charge of me. Cry in kindergarten at night and want to go home. My mother came to pick me up. I had a high fever, and my mother carried me to the hospital to hang salt water. My mother was so kind to me, but I behaved so badly. I really shouldn't.

I want to say sorry to my mother. I will definitely listen to you from now on. I wish you a happy Women's Day!

Listen to your mother and write 14 "I have nothing to do again and want to play computer!" " You can't read more books ... "My mother came into my room and started nagging again. I glanced at the computer helplessly and thought: Today, my mother is at home, and I can't turn on the computer. My good friends in my class must have talked on QQ. Hey, why is my life so sad? I sat back at my desk and opened the Olympic math test paper again. The Arabic numerals were distorted like me. My mind was empty, so I had to give up and close the book. Play the saxophone for a while, slowly open the bag and assemble the parts. " Whoops-"why are you in a bad mood? Even saxophone is crying. I'm sitting at my desk again, so I'd better listen to MP3 for a while. Two earplugs, Jay Chou familiar song rang again, "son, are you very resistant? Why am I talking to this piano while others are reading comics? Others are playing games, and I am hiding at home and reciting abc. I said I wanted a big plane, but I got an old screw machine. Why do you listen to your mother? When you grow up, you will begin to understand this passage. When I grow up, I begin to understand why I run faster and fly higher than others. In the future, people will watch the cartoons I drew and sing the songs I wrote ... "I closed my eyes and listened quietly, time and time again, as if Jay Chou's brother was telling me that there was a lot of sadness behind his success, but with the passage of time, he realized that his mother's love was so subtle and warm, but the sadness of his childhood made him feel happy, successful and proud when he grew up.

I listened to this song again and again, humming, and my heart suddenly opened up. I turned off the music, looked at my mother's busy figure, and quietly said to myself: Listen to my mother and don't make her sad!

Listen to your mother's words 15 Dear students, do you still remember the pledge of joining the team of the Young Pioneers? You must be filled with emotion when our right hand is raised above our heads and salutes the national flag. You will also be proud that you are a young pioneer in the new era, and even more proud that you were born in China and grew up in China.

According to my mother, when she was a child, her family was in a bad condition. She had to share a salted duck egg with her aunt. Mom will continue to wear the new clothes worn by her aunt. Mom said, this is called "the eldest is new, the second is old, and the third is complementary." My mother likes singing and dancing very much, and even wants to own an electronic organ, but the conditions at home are not allowed. Mom's artistic talent is quietly hidden in the corner. Listening to my mother's stories about her childhood, my mother always had tears in her eyes, but she looked at me happily.

I asked my mother, "You suffered a lot when you were a child. Why are you still smiling at me? " My mother touched my little face and said, "The living conditions are really good now. I am very happy. My little Angie lives in such a happy era. " Mother added: "Let's count happiness!" I nodded and snapped my fingers: "I have a car at home, and I am not afraid of the wind and rain when I go out; On holidays, my parents will take me out to travel and visit the great rivers and mountains of the motherland; The school has advanced teaching equipment, we study happily at school, and teachers always care about us like mothers; Besides, I like singing and dancing. My parents enrolled me in a training class to cultivate my hobbies. Mom, ten fingers are not enough and the number of happiness is not enough. "

Mother said: "children who grow up under the five-star national flag are the happiest." Our motherland is getting stronger every day, and the people's life is getting better every day. We should cherish the beautiful life now. "

I listened to my mother's words and realized something. Well, cherish what you have now, study hard, master skills, realize your ideals and build your motherland.