Mom, listen to me. The composition is 450 words.

Since I entered junior high school, I have added a lot of troubles to my heart for no reason, but my little stomach has no room for so much restlessness. In countless silent nights, I always want to talk to someone.

Mom, you gave me life and a healthy body. You brought me into this world and raised me with your heart. You've done so much for me. "But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." I always feel guilty when I think of a poem praising my mother. I am ambitious to become a celebrity and determined to win glory for my hometown and motherland. When I was in primary school, I was always a "three-good student". My teacher encouraged me: You are smart and a lovely and promising young talent. The teacher's words moistened my heart like spring rain. After entering middle school, there are more subjects and more books to read. So, I fell in love with literature again, and even thought: one day, my "masterpiece" can be published in newspapers and magazines, but although I have ideals, I have no perseverance, and my ideals have never been realized.

Mom, your hard work and the teacher's earnest instruction made me sad and uncomfortable, but my academic performance never improved quickly. You always say to me, "Son, you are not a child anymore. You should understand your mother's pains. As long as you can make a promise, we will be happy to pay more. You should take care of yourself! " Hearing this, my tears fell silently. I feel regret, guilt or shame. I am no longer an ignorant child. Why am I still so disappointing? Am I so willing to fail? No, never!

Mom, please rest assured. Now, I have realized that in my future study, I will conquer all kinds of difficulties in my study with tenacious perseverance and exchange my efforts for tomorrow's glory.

Mom, listen to me. Spread out my composition. Mom, listen to me. Since I entered junior high school, I have added a lot of troubles to my heart for no reason, but my little stomach has no room for so much restlessness. In countless silent nights, I always want to talk to someone.

Mom, you gave me life and a healthy body.

You brought me into this world and raised me with your heart. You've done so much for me.

"But how many inches of grass there is in love, and it will be rewarded with three spring rays.

"Whenever I think of poems praising my mother, I always feel a little guilty. I am ambitious to become a celebrity and determined to win glory for my hometown and motherland.

When I was in primary school, I was always a "three-good student". My teacher encouraged me: You are smart and a lovely and promising young talent.

The teacher's words moistened my heart like spring rain.

After entering middle school, there are more subjects and more books to read.

So, I fell in love with literature again, and even thought: one day, my "masterpiece" can be published in newspapers and magazines, but although I have ideals, I have no perseverance, and my ideals have never been realized.

Mom, your hard work and the teacher's earnest instruction made me sad and uncomfortable, but my academic performance never improved quickly. You always say to me, "Son, you are not a child anymore. You should understand your mother's pains. As long as you can make a promise, we will be happy to pay more. You should take care of yourself! " Hearing this, my tears fell silently. I feel regret, guilt or shame. I am no longer an ignorant child. Why am I still so disappointing? Am I so willing to fail? No, never! Mom, please rest assured. Now, I have realized that in my future study, I will conquer all kinds of difficulties in my study with tenacious perseverance and exchange my efforts for tomorrow's glory.

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Mom, listen to me write a 400-word composition. Mom, I want to tell you, maybe mom will say, "I'm not together every day, I didn't say anything!" " "But this is what I have buried for a long time, and you have never heard it! Maybe you never know, every day when I finish my homework, turn off the lights and lie in bed, my little head starts to play movies: funny things; Wonderful story; Endless homework; What clothes to wear? Invent what things? What to eat ... and your endless nagging, thinking about it and falling asleep. That's what keeps me company, daily growing! Mom, I want to tell you that you are the best mother in the world! Wash clothes, buy food, cook, clean and keep the house in good order every day.

In life, you care about me in every possible way.

I remember once, I caught a cold, and my high fever persisted, which worried you. You can give me an antipyretic and take my temperature for a while, but it still doesn't work.

Late at night, you have to take me to the hospital with your father.

The doctor said to do an allergic skin test first after examination. Usually afraid of injections! As soon as I listen to the injection, I feel uncomfortable all over.

After you comforted me and encouraged me, I calmed down and gritted my teeth.

After hanging out of the water from the hospital, it was already dawn.

When I got home, you settled me down, dragged my tired body and hurried to work again.

After your careful care, I recovered in a few days.

This is all because of you! The ancients said, "But an inch of grass has a lot of affection, and I get three rays of spring." I often think that when I grow up, I must repay you well.

But, mom! You have many shortcomings! In order to give me enough time to read, you seldom ask me to do things for you, which makes me always in a hurry when I really do things, and then you will criticize me for being clumsy.

Or something is right in front of you, but you don't have the consciousness to do it.

You often say that my desk never cleans, nor does the windowsill. The shoes I changed after I got home were littered, sometimes I was lazy, and sometimes I really didn't have this habit. I will try my best to correct these shortcomings, but you have to give me a chance to turn over a new leaf! Once, I cleared the table, and then my father made a mess when he was looking for something. You criticized me without saying anything after reading it.

I tried to explain things to you, but you were angry. As soon as I explain, you say I talked back and said how I used to be. I can only say nothing.

Don't criticize people casually when you don't know the ins and outs of things in the future.

Of course, my main task is to study! Whenever I don't do well in the exam, your face will turn "sunny to cloudy" immediately, or I will get a few slaps! Once in a math exam, a simple paper failed me. The wrong questions are all caused by my failure to carefully examine the questions or calculation errors. I regret it myself, and I am more worried that I will not be admitted to my mother. But this time, you not only didn't get angry, but also encouraged me not to give up on myself because I failed an exam, and helped me analyze the reasons. You know how much I wish you could do this more often! I will try my best to correct some bad habits in my study. If you can encourage me more and criticize me less, I think I will make faster progress! You don't have to worry about my study. I have a tutor and a cram school, and I have no complaints. I really learned a lot there that I couldn't learn at school, which helped me a lot, but sometimes I feel that I don't have enough time to play. I also know that you and your father took me to Qingdao and Xi 'an during the holiday to relax me, but don't give me any study tasks when I go out to play next time! "Only mothers are good in the world". Although you have many shortcomings, you will always be my good mother!

Mom, listen to me. 600 words mom, I want to tell you what a warm word mom is. I forgot its meaning.

My mother gave birth to me and raised me, and I have paid a lot of hardships, but sometimes I boss my mother around! Mom, here, I want to say: I'm sorry! There is a kind of love that never asks for anything in return, and that is maternal love. There is one person who deserves your love all your life, and that is your mother.

May 1 1 On the eve of Mother's Day, May is the activity month of Mother's Day. Let us, as children, express our deepest love for our mothers and gratitude to our families, let our mothers express their joys and sorrows as mothers, and let them enjoy the holidays.

From my birth to now, I can't live without my mother's care for a moment.

I fell asleep and was a little hot, so I kicked the quilt away and my mother covered it for me again. I am sick, and my mother has been taking care of me by my side ... Over time, I have become a junior one student and can take care of myself. I used to be naughty and ignorant.

I don't know how much my mother has done for me. She always helps me when I am in trouble and accompanies me on the road to victory. My mother is like a little orange lamp, pulling me towards the light. I want to say to you: "you have worked hard, you have paid a lot for me, and you care about me in every way." I love you, mom, you are my best mother, and no one can replace you. "

"I remember when I was in the fourth grade, my best friend inexplicably stepped on my foot that day. At that time, I was very angry and kept scolding her. She kept saying "I'm sorry", but nothing could calm my resentment.

I didn't feel Japanese until I finally kicked her hard. She fell to the ground with her legs in her arms and kept rolling and crying.

When I came home to tell you this, at first, your eyes narrowed like every time I told an interesting story about school, but as you listened, your face gradually became tense.

But I didn't care, but told my glory vividly, waiting for your encouragement, but you turned and plunged into the room.

I'm secretly happy. I guess you went to get me an award again.

But soon there was sobbing from your room. I froze. I walked into the room carefully and leaned on your shoulder. I saw you gently touch me with your hand, and then you said to me in tears, "Son, I don't blame you for doing such an unreasonable thing, but my mother is too spoiled to teach you well."

Son, do you have any resentment at this time? Yes, just send it to mom! "。

Now that I think about it, I really want to cry. So what's your problem? The problems are all mine! Mom, I sincerely say to you here: "I'm sorry, mom!" " I got you in trouble again.

"This year, I 10 years old.

I will always remember you.

Mom, I am a bud in bud, and you are a green leaf to shelter from the wind and rain. With you, I have strength! Mom, when I grow up, I will take care of myself and raise a red sun for my elderly mother!

Mom, listen to me. I want to tell you who was watching me when I was sick. This is my mother. When I am in trouble, who is supporting me is also my mother; Who is there to comfort me when I am sad? It's all my mom

Every time, my mother is by my side and gives me endless love.

I really want to say to my dear mother, "Thank you, my dear mother.

I was a naughty child when I was a child, which caused my mother a lot of trouble. My mother always silently supported all these troubles for me.

Even that time, she didn't complain at all.

That day, I climbed up the newly-built shed and happened to be met by my mother who came back from shopping. See me climb so high (about two tables are stacked), and call me down at once.

I waved to my mother to show that I was fine, but I had a trouble that my center of gravity was unstable and the whole person "flew".

Before I passed out, I saw my mother holding me in tears, and then I lost consciousness.

In the dim light, I vaguely heard my mother's voice. She was calling me to wake up! So, I opened my eyes and found myself in the ward. "Oh, dear! It hurts! " I gave a cry subconsciously. Obviously, my forehead was stitched several times.

Huh? Mother fell asleep in the chair.

I was about to bend over to look, but my mother opened her eyes.

Scared me, my mother's bright eyes were full of bloodshot, and her black and shiny hair was actually added with a lot of white, making the whole person look thinner. "all right! Finally woke up, hungry? " Until my mother's concern sounded in my ear, my nose was sour with shame and guilt, and tears kept falling like broken beads.

Seeing me like this, my mother thought I had something to do and asked anxiously, "What's the matter? Is there anything wrong? " I shook my head, hugged my mother and cried, "Mom, I'm fine, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" " "At that time, my mother didn't say anything, just smiled and seemed to contain some charm.

Mom! As a daughter, I can't do anything for you now. I can only say to you deeply: "thank you, my good mother."

Write a composition "Mom, listen to me". Mom, you have to trust me and respect me. I was hurt to pieces by others. I know you are sad, and I am very angry with myself. However, others can look down on me, but I won't look down on myself. I also need you to give me confidence.

Mom, every time I go home, I can make you happy, and every time I can make you cry. Just like when I was a child, my brother and I were like one person and fought like enemies, but there was no one-night hatred between the family. My brother and I will never forget the pain of fighting for half an hour. So, mom, I hope you don't get angry now.

I really want to tell you this calmly, but what I said in anger has changed.

Besides, dad loves you too much to dare to go against you, and you compare me with dad, which makes you even angrier. When you are not angry, you are always only willing to listen to interesting things in my work and life and expect my excellent performance.

As long as I give you an opinion, your face will be flat immediately, and you will never give me a chance to say this, let alone a chance to prove myself.

So, I wrote it down, hoping to show it to you like last time and make you moved.

Mom, you have to have faith in me. You see, I am cheerful and laugh at myself. My friends are very helpful to me, my colleagues are also very kind to me, and the school leaders love me very much. I have studied cooking and have many hobbies. I care about others, feel the happiness that others need and enjoy their care. There is nothing wrong with this, but I am not mature enough in many places and have many shortcomings, and I am better than my peers.

I just got a call. It's been an hour and a half. You're not angry with me anymore. You should bring peanut lotus seed soup from home to school for me to eat. Hey, I refused, but you insisted. Here we go again, mom. Who is wrong?

Listen to me, mom. Since the 450-word composition entered junior high school, my heart has added a lot of troubles for no reason, but my little stomach can no longer accommodate so much restlessness. In countless silent nights, I always want to talk to someone.

Mom, you gave me life and a healthy body.

You brought me into this world and raised me with your heart. You've done so much for me.

"But how many inches of grass there is in love, and it will be rewarded with three spring rays.

"Whenever I think of poems praising my mother, I always feel a little guilty. I am ambitious to become a celebrity and determined to win glory for my hometown and motherland.

When I was in primary school, I was always a "three-good student". My teacher encouraged me: You are smart and a lovely and promising young talent.

The teacher's words moistened my heart like spring rain.

After entering middle school, there are more subjects and more books to read.

So, I fell in love with literature again, and even thought: one day, my "masterpiece" can be published in newspapers and magazines, but although I have ideals, I have no perseverance, and my ideals have never been realized.

Mom, your hard work and the teacher's earnest instruction made me sad and uncomfortable, but my academic performance never improved quickly. You always say to me, "Son, you are not a child anymore. You should understand your mother's pains. As long as you can make a promise, we will be happy to pay more. You should take care of yourself! " Hearing this, my tears fell silently. I feel regret, guilt or shame. I am no longer an ignorant child. Why am I still so disappointing? Am I so willing to fail? No, never! Mom, please rest assured. Now, I have realized that in my future study, I will conquer all kinds of difficulties in my study with tenacious perseverance and exchange my efforts for tomorrow's glory.

The 600-word biography of "Mom, Listen to me" in junior high school composition is as transparent as crystal, but perhaps it is precisely because of this that colorful dots are reflected in life.

-The inscription of childhood memory has been fragmented, like broken glass, incomplete and can't be drawn; Fortunately, the river of time didn't take everything away.

Some things will slowly settle down until they solidify into rocks.

In that sporadic memory, the most, perhaps only willfulness and requirements.

I asked my mother for shells, but she gave me countless grains of sand; I told my mother about the sea, but she gave me many drops of water; I counted the stars to my mother, but she gave me a firefly-like lamp; I drew a rainbow for my mother, but she gave me a small hexagonal prism ... What my mother gave me was not what I wanted, but now it makes me remember, miss, regret and cherish ... When my mother's delicate hands passed through my hair, it was the beginning of my mother's love in my memory.

I like my mother to comb my hair gently and always smile at me in the mirror; A sweet happiness: I am grateful, gratified, lucky and happy to my mother and my mother.

"When the head grow thick! Mom has an old day, too When can you learn to tie your hair yourself? " "Hey hey, mom is here, I don't want to learn! Mom is always by my side! " I smiled, and so did my mother. Two kinds of love are intertwined between two hearts, but there is one kind of love, more, bigger, stronger and deeper.

It surrounds it, it comes from it ... I finally learned to comb my hair today, but my mother will still look at me and say, "It's better than my comb now!" " ""of course! "... maybe I will face thick dust and fog. I opened my eyes, and the dust and fog hung over me heavily. I closed my eyes and opened them again, and found that the dust and fog had become a long coastline; I closed my eyes and opened them again, and the dust was penetrated by a lamp; When I closed my eyes again, or even opened them again, only my mother's smiling face was left. ...

Mom, the closest person in life is the nanny and guide in our life. She gave us warmth when we were most sad and helped us when we were in trouble. Mom, how are you? Mom, do you think I have a headache now? I love you very much! You said I didn't want to go out to play, but my friends could. I know you did it for me, but I always feel like a stranger! I went to my cousin's house that day. You look reluctant, and I can't say anything but look at you. I didn't expect my sister-in-law to persuade you. You nodded stiffly and finally agreed, but I knew deep down that this was just a superficial phenomenon and had to acquiesce.

Nobody plays at home and the computer won't last long, so I'm lonely and can't read every day, can I? It's not that I don't listen to you, but you have to forgive me. I want to play with my friends. There is nothing wrong. They all say I'm bored, but I stay at home every day and want to go out. You're worried. So what can I do to make you happy? Mom, although we don't talk about everything like my sister, when I am with you, your eyes make me unbearable, as if I have done something wrong and don't trust at all! You said I didn't trust you. Do I have to cut out my heart? At that time, I ran away from home, and you completely made me lose my self-esteem. Tell me that I am not a good girl. Now I have some distrust of you.

Every time you look at me, you are not so gentle, but mixed with something. Every time I want to ask you, you always look at me like that, which makes me lose my courage. You forbid me to play with boys. It's not old feudalism now. I know you are good to me, but it has had a bad influence on me. I'm not very sociable in front of people. They have done this to me for a long time, and they always tease me together. If it was my classmate, especially a boy, you would always stare at me like that. I said you don't know me. You are always nervous. You can't be a guest at other students' homes for more than the time you set. Students are afraid to come to our home. They always stay away from you when they see you and dad like this.

Slowly, I became withdrawn. I told you that I was lonely, but you immediately denied it, blaming me for not studying hard, and told me that QQ was full of bad people. Every time I surf the Internet, I am always afraid to tell others my name. I made it clear to a good friend recently, and he stopped talking to me. What did I do wrong? I hope you can understand me! These are my heartfelt words!

Mom, listen to me. The composition is 450 words. Since I entered junior high school, I have added a lot of troubles to my heart for no reason, but my little stomach has no room for so much restlessness. In countless silent nights, I always want to talk to someone.

Mom, you gave me life and a healthy body.

You brought me into this world and raised me with your heart. You've done so much for me.

"But how many inches of grass there is in love, and it will be rewarded with three spring rays.

"Whenever I think of poems praising my mother, I always feel a little guilty. I am ambitious to become a celebrity and determined to win glory for my hometown and motherland.

When I was in primary school, I was always a "three-good student". My teacher encouraged me: You are smart and a lovely and promising young talent.

The teacher's words moistened my heart like spring rain.

After entering middle school, there are more subjects and more books to read.

So, I fell in love with literature again, and even thought: one day, my "masterpiece" can be published in newspapers and magazines, but although I have ideals, I have no perseverance, and my ideals have never been realized.

Mom, your hard work and the teacher's earnest instruction made me sad and uncomfortable, but my academic performance never improved quickly. You always say to me, "Son, you are not a child anymore. You should understand your mother's pains. As long as you can make a promise, we will be happy to pay more. You should take care of yourself! " Hearing this, my tears fell silently. I feel regret, guilt or shame. I am no longer an ignorant child. Why am I still so disappointing? Am I so willing to fail? No, never! Mom, please rest assured. Now, I have realized that in my future study, I will conquer all kinds of difficulties in my study with tenacious perseverance and exchange my efforts for tomorrow's glory.

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From the day I was born, you quit your job and gave up your hard work for many years in order to take care of me wholeheartedly and give me the best care.

Since then, my daily life has been arranged by you.

Since childhood, you have arranged everything for me, no matter big or small. No matter what problems I encounter, you will try your best to solve them for me.

Mom, please listen to me. I have grown up.

As I grow older, I am no longer that ignorant, young and ignorant young man.

In the process of growing up, I learned a lot of valuable experience and my thoughts became more and more mature.

Now, I have my own ideas and the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and you don't have to worry about my affairs anymore.

Mom, please listen to me. It's time for you to put down the burden you've been carrying for years and have a good rest.

Mom, please listen to me. I don't want you to work so hard. I don't want my mother to worry about the big and small things at home, nor do I want her to worry about the burden at home.

Mom, please believe me, I can share your sadness and happiness with you.

Since childhood, you have insisted on this kind of education with love. Even though I am so unruly and willful, you have never whipped me.

On the contrary, you always try to persuade me to turn over a new leaf. Although I always take your words as "going in one ear and out the other", you never give up, and you still earnestly advise me to sincerely repent.

Mom, I sincerely hope you can forgive my ignorance in the past.

Besides, you also taught me the truth of dealing with people. You have been asking me to treat everyone sincerely and tolerate everyone's mistakes with a tolerant heart.

Thank you, Mom, for letting me know how to live in harmony and respect each other.

Mom, you often tell me that "people are not sages, to err is human, to correct mistakes, and to be good is not a great deal".

So no matter what I did wrong, as long as I am willing to sincerely repent, you must forgive my mistake.

Mom, please rest assured that I will never be so careless again, and doing something wrong will make you sad.

Mom, I promise you, I won't play around and do things casually like before.

Mom, I will definitely listen to your class and treat everything with a positive and optimistic attitude.

Mom, you have spared no effort to bring me up, scrimping and saving all day and providing books for teaching, just to let me live a good life, have the opportunity to go abroad for further study and have a bright future.

Besides, you also hope that I can get ahead, do my part for the country and make some contributions to society.

Mom, thank you for studying with me all the way.

Mom, you often say "haste makes waste" and everything should be done step by step, so you always remind me to be down to earth and not aim too high.

Mom, for you, for myself, I will study hard, do my duty, make a career with my own ability, live up to your expectations of me, make you proud of me and win a share for our family.

Mom, please listen to me. No matter how difficult things happen, I will not give up easily. As the saying goes, "You have to suffer to be a man." I will be strong enough to face any challenges and obstacles, and I will not let my mother lose heart and despair.

Mom, please listen to me. When I am successful and capable, I will definitely let you enjoy your life. I will also help you realize your dream for many years, that is, let you have the opportunity to travel around the world, relax and open your eyes to repay your kindness and careful care for me over the years.

Mom, thank you for guiding me to the journey of life, so that my seedlings can grow healthily and vigorously under your deep love and care.

Countless days, you have worked hard to raise me and take care of me, but you have never complained.

Mom, your love and training for me over the years will become a brand, which will be imprinted in my heart forever.

Mom, your kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain, and I will remember it.

Mom, please listen to me. I will be filial to you and support you to live a happy old age.

Mom, please listen to me: "I love you" ...

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