Composition on March 8th Women's Day (450 words)

Every time I see the thin wrinkles in the corner of your eyes that climb up early, I can't help but feel attached. What's more, today is Women's Day, and I want to say, "Mom, you have worked hard."

But in my eyes, your black hair is still so radiant and your beautiful eyes are always so bright. Maybe your appearance is no longer so young, but your heart is always so amiable. Mom, I am getting older and older. Looking back on my wonderful childhood, I feel full of warmth.

As the sun sets, the school is bathed in the afterglow of rosy clouds, students go home in twos and threes, and students who go to the gift shop to buy gifts for their mothers are also in an endless stream. But at this moment, I have butterflies in my stomach but I don't know what to do, because today is a great Women's Day! My heart is beating harder. I tried to talk to my mother several times, but the words came to my mouth and I swallowed them. When I hesitated, I thought: My mother worked hard for me and raised me with a handful of shit and urine. Now, I haven't prepared any gifts. What should I do? What shall we do? I think hard. It's too late, but it's actually too soon. Thinking of this, I had a brainwave and said to my mother very excitedly, "Today is Women's Day on March 8, and I want to give you a special gift." Suddenly, my mother looked at me in surprise and said to me inexplicably, "Huh?" What gift! What's wrong with you today "My heart is shaking, so I summon up courage to say," Happy holidays, mom! "Here, I want to give you a special gift, let me repay your hard work with excellent results!" My mother paused, with a gratified smile on her face, and said earnestly, "Good boy, I am so glad that you can finally understand my mother's mind." We couldn't help laughing as if it were sweeter than flowers.

A long laugh echoed from time to time ... a thousand words said, "mom, I love you!" " "

two

Today, mom seldom has a day off. However, my mother didn't rest, but did all kinds of housework. I saw it in my eyes and thought: My mother has worked so hard and I have grown up. I should help my mother do some housework. So, I also went to clean the window with a rag. It's really difficult to clean the windows: climb up and down, wipe the east and west. In some places, rubbish sticks to the windows. I'll try scraping with my nails and wiping with detergent. After rubbing for a while, I felt breathless and sweaty. Then, I sweated. We haven't cleaned all the windows until noon. We have to eat. After a big lunch and a short rest, we continued to clean the windows. Then, we went upstairs to sweep the floor and mop the floor together. My mother looked at me and said, "Dacheng, are you tired?" Sweating profusely, I said, "I … I … am not … tired …" My mother smiled and said to me, "You are already like this, aren't you tired?" I must tell my mother the truth. My mother told me to have a rest and watch TV. I had a rest and felt that it was not as hot as it was just now, so I got up and went on working. By this time, my mother had made clothes that could be wrung out of water. I grabbed the rag from my mother and wiped the floor. Mother nodded approvingly and fell asleep in bed. After a while, she fell asleep. I slept for over an hour. I continued to work hard while my mother was sleeping. Besides, I was careful not to make any noise at work so as not to wake my mother. Later, my mother woke up, and I just finished my housework. So I asked my mother to look at the ground first, and then at the doors and windows. My mother looked at me and praised me. By this time, I was exhausted. I went to the bed and lay down, snoring and falling asleep.