Sister, I want to write a composition for you.

Sister, do you know? Every time I see you working hard for me, I have a lot to say to you.

I still remember when I was near the final exam last year, I suddenly got mumps. That morning, I just got up and found my cheeks swollen, so I'll let you have a look. I didn't expect you to be anxious at first sight, so I quickly ate some breakfast, asked the teacher for leave, and took me to the hospital at once.

Many students like me have been ill in hospital. I heard that the course of the disease ranges from seven days to ten days and a half months, followed by a long infusion and medication ... my illness will make you very tired. You take care of me, prepare delicious food for me, help me with my homework and review for the exam.

Drop a bottle every day, and one drop is more than an hour. You're afraid I'll be bored. Every time you bring a book I like, you will read a story to me hungrily. Listening to the story, I seem to be lost in those fairy tales, almost forgetting that I am still taking intravenous drip in the ward, and every boring time passes quickly.

When I get home, you put me in bed to rest, and you have to drag yourself to work, buy food and cook. Especially in the evening, when I am in pain, you can give me hot compress with a hot towel, take good care of me and comfort me constantly. When I fall asleep, you have to put away the scattered home before you can rest.

Under your careful care, my illness is faster than that of other students, and I will be fine in seven days. But you're sick. Dad is not at home this time. You can take care of me and help me with my study while working in spite of illness. Finally, the final exam. I thought of your hard work, so I did the test paper seriously. After I finished writing, I checked it again. Although I missed a lot of homework because of illness, I finally got 94 points in Chinese, the seventh in my class, more than 90 points in math and a progress prize. Seeing this, a gratified smile appeared on your face.

Dear mother, at this time, I want to say thank you, thank you for your meticulous care of me! Thank you for your patience in helping me with my study!

Mom, I want to say to you: you have worked hard! Daughter, I wish you always young! Always healthy! Daughter loves you forever!

I live in a warm, harmonious and happy family. My parents like me very much and love me very much, especially my mother. My mother works in a bank, in charge of personnel and education. She has a lot of business and is very busy. Nevertheless, my mother will personally send me to school every day, dress me, tie my shoelaces, pack my schoolbag, fill my meals and wash my socks ... In short, my life is represented by my mother. I want to declare that it's not that I won't do it, but that my mother doesn't believe me and keeps saying that I am a child. What my mother asks of me is that I should study hard. But, mom, I want to tell you ...

I remember once, I planned to learn English after school. It happened that my father was on a business trip and your company was busy, so I went to the English school by myself. Afterwards, I thought I would get your praise and praise when I grew up, but what I got was your severe reprimand; Another time, our class ran the physical education class 50-meter race. I was good at sprinting, but my shoelace suddenly opened before the game. Because you usually do it for me, I can't even tie my shoelaces, and I'm too embarrassed to ask my teachers and classmates for help. As a result, I came last. ...

In daily life, I go to wash dishes, and you say I am still young; I wash socks, and you say I can't clean them. I help you clean your room, and you call me a troublemaker. Mom, I am 9 years old and a sophomore. I am no longer a toddler. At the beginning of the new semester, with my efforts, you finally promised that I could go to school by myself, but you still have to stand on the balcony and look at me every day, open the window and tell me, "Don't play on the road, pay attention to the car and go well."

My good mother, I know you love me deeply, but you should let me learn to do things and take care of myself, because I will eventually grow up, go to school and work outside. I'm really worried that you can't stand it then, and I'm more worried about whether I can live alone.

Mom-I want to tell you that your hobby is very heavy.

It rained all day and the road was slippery. I walked on the way from work with an umbrella. It is rare to have a chance to walk in the rain and feel poetic, so my mood is not affected by the rainy day, but there is a faint joy.

"Mom, come and let me help you cross the street. Be careful on the road. " A voice sounded in my ear. I turned my head and saw an old lady with white hair in her seventies and an old lady in her fifties, helping each other to cross the road. As the old lady walked, she shouted to the white-haired old lady, "Mom, walk slowly." Looking at this scene, I was inexplicably moved, and a warm current came out of my body. Two old people and a mother and daughter live together, becoming another scenery in this rain curtain. From the marks on their smiling faces, I clearly saw the vicissitudes and passage of time. My aunt's "mother" suddenly reminded me of my mother.

Mom, you must be busy cooking at home now. When we get home. Think of your busy figure, there is an unspeakable taste in my heart, astringent and sour. I've always wanted to write about you and record your dribs and drabs in words. But I always feel that I can't write it, because my mother is so ordinary in my impression, and there are no ups and downs in life. Every day, she is always busy step by step for this family and our children. Mom, you know what? At this time, my daughter has too much guilt in her heart and seems to have a lot to say to you.

Mom, you are a nagging mother. Every time you come back late from work, you always say, "Don't come back too late in the future. It's not safe on the road now. Be careful." Every time you go out, you always tell me, "It's cold outside, so put on more clothes. It's hard to catch a cold. " And I always get tired of you and complain to you: "Don't worry, I'm fine. Look how many people I have. You are really worried! " "You will reply to me:" I'm bored, so I won't talk about it in the future. "You can also" nag "after. Actually, mom, I've been used to your nagging for so many years. If I don't hear your nagging one day, I will be at a loss.

Mom, you are a hardworking mother. From what I have learned to the present impression, you are always busy in the dark every day, just like an old ox. Sometimes we joke that you are an ox, so you will work like an ox. And you will also say humorously, "So you are happy, and everything is covered by me." It burns our faces. Yes, mom, you are a cow! What we ate was grass, and what we squeezed out was milk, which raised our three sisters. Of the three sisters, I am the oldest. In our countryside, the eldest daughter will stay at home when her son gets married, so I naturally stay with you. My two sisters got married one after another, but I have been relying on you and enjoying your little love. Now my own daughter is as tall as me, but you wash all our clothes and do all the housework. A child with a mother is like a treasure. I think I am really a treasure, and I am cared for by you everywhere. I'm really happy!

Mom, you are an honest mother. You won't haggle with others, and you won't argue with others. Your kindness sometimes makes us think you are stupid. We are in the countryside, and the simplicity of farmers is deeply rooted in you. I remember when I was very young, I followed you to the production team. Because of your kindness and simplicity, some "oversensitive" people will always take advantage of the loopholes and leave you with tired and dirty work, while you always try to finish the work without any complaints. Some people say you are stupid. You just smiled and said, "Nothing. Spend more time. Go home and sleep, and your strength will come back tomorrow. " Because of your kindness, you are very popular in the village. If you lose, you gain. Mom, you won the respect of others with kindness!

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At this time, your dribs and drabs are replayed in my mind, and you have given us thick and solid love! My eyes are beginning to blur. Mom, you have worked hard! Over the years, I only know how to take, and I have never noticed your vicissitudes and your increasingly gray hair; Mom, you are wronged! Over the years, I only know to tell you grievances and unhappiness, and I have never experienced your feelings and helplessness.

Deep remorse makes me feel bad, and it also makes me more and more aware of your love. In fact, mom, you are not wronged, and you should feel gratified, because your kindness and love have made your daughter have the same kind love as you, and let your daughter know how to care for and help others. Mom, you should be happy, because your daughter remembers all your love!

There is a kind of person who cares about you all his life, and there is a kind of love that never asks for anything in return! This is mother, this is maternal love! Mom, on the occasion of Mother's Day, let me say to you kindly: "Mom, happy holidays! Mom, I love you! "

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