My mother's topic composition

In our usual study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my mother's essay, which I collected. Welcome to read the collection.

My mother's topic composition 1 My mother is not tall, only 1.55 meters. She has big watery eyes, curved eyebrows, a high nose and shiny black hair. She has two dimples when she smiles.

My mother is very hardworking. Once, my home was going to be cleaned. I proudly watch TV in the air-conditioned room. My mother said to me, "Coco, you are in the third grade. You should be obedient. Help your mother wash the dishes! " I said to my mother, "I see, I'll go later." And my ass hasn't moved all afternoon. Mother shook her head and sighed again, so she had to finish my task.

My mother loves me very much. One night in the middle of the night, I suddenly had a high fever. My mother heard me crying, get up quickly. Come to my room and touch my head. "ah!" Mom let out a scream and hurried to the cupboard to get me medicine and water, but my fever still didn't go down. My mother took out alcohol to wipe my body again. After that, my mother held me in her arms and kept taking my temperature. I gradually fell asleep.

Wait until the next morning, I woke up from my dream and saw my mother sleeping by the bed. I hugged my mother's waist tightly and thought to myself: Mom, you have worked hard! I will repay your love for me when I grow up.

Mom has a bad temper. Once, I wanted to play with my mobile phone for a while after finishing my homework, for fear that my mother would disagree. So I had to bite the bullet and say to my mother carefully, "Mom, I want to play with my mobile phone for a while." Mother said, "Have you finished your homework?" I said I'm done, and I held up my exercise book for my mother to see. As soon as my mother checked, I made a mistake My mother said angrily, "I made a mistake and wanted to play with my mobile phone!" " "I have to correct that problem. I didn't play with my mobile phone.

This is my mother, a hardworking, loving and grumpy mother. In my mind, she is a good mother.

My mother's topic composition 2 is still some time away from the Chinese New Year, but the beautiful hometown of Jiaoling has long been filled with a strong Chinese New Year atmosphere. Streets and alleys are full of or full of dazzling new year clothes, and there are songs and laughter in the ears to celebrate the New Year. Adults are busy shopping for new year's goods, while children are jumping around holding the hands of adults and happily provoking their favorite New Year gifts. There is a festive and warm scene everywhere.

Our family is no exception. This morning, I went back to my hometown in the countryside with my parents and prepared Hakka traditional fried noodles and rice cakes with my grandparents. After a busy time, grandma fried a round frying pan and a long and fragrant rice cake on the built boiler. It smells good. It makes my mouth water. So I can't wait to pick up one and eat it with relish. Dad saw it and said with a smile, "How did we raise a greedy kitten!" " Chewing the fragrant and sweet rice cake, I couldn't help crying: "Grandma's fried rice cake is really delicious!" "That fragrance is really seeping into the heart!

The taste of rice cakes is unforgettable, but it is not easy to make. As soon as we got back to our hometown, we first unpacked the bags of flour we bought and poured them into a big basin. We add crushed peanut powder, sesame seeds and some sugar, add appropriate amount of water and start stirring and kneading. This is manual labor, so my father has to go into battle. After a while, my father was sweating like a pig. When the dough is kneaded to be firm and tough, you can start making rice cakes. I saw my mother divide the dough into small balls and roll them into thin rectangles with prepared glass bottles. Finally, she cut the rice cake into small pieces with a kitchen knife, so that the rice cake was ready. Part of the rice cake was made into a disc by grandpa, and a pair of "gold ingots" were inlaid, which meant that the next year would be round and round and rich. Grandpa also told me that the reason why rice cakes are called rice cakes also means more and more every year! ..... Our family is quietly releasing its own flavor in a busy and sweet atmosphere.

Make rice cakes, paste couplets, hang lanterns, worship immortals and ancestors, etc. There are quite a lot of Chinese New Year customs in rural areas, and there are still many stresses here!

My mother topic composition 3 Love is selfless and priceless. Of course, everyone loves in different ways. Although sometimes we don't realize it, it is also a kind of love.

I remember one time, the teacher asked us to recite a long text and told us to go home and read it carefully and recite it the next day. When I got home, I threw away my schoolbag and immediately picked up the book and began to read. However, no matter how I read it, I can't recite it several times. I was so angry that I simply threw the book away. My mother hurried to my room and leaned against the door when she heard the noise. "What's the matter? Who bothers you? " Mom said with a smile, I looked unhappy and choked back tears and said, "Nobody bothers me, don't you think?" This text is too long. The teacher asked me to recite it all. I will recite it tomorrow. I have read it many times, but I still can't recite it. "Of course you can't do that. Mom still had that expression, and I looked at her kind face with a grain of salt. Later, my mother taught me a method. I tried it, and it was really smart! I learned this text by heart. If I am a person who has lost my way, my mother is a lamp, illuminating me to find my way again. If I were a star in the sky, my mother would be my moon. If I were a lovely little fish, my mother would be the sea that raised me …

My father loves me, too. For me, my father's hair has turned white. For me, the wrinkles on my father's face have increased and deepened ... My father is very knowledgeable. There was a problem in my homework once, and I couldn't figure it out. I went to ask my father, who taught me how to solve this problem carefully. After I finished my homework, my father said to me, "I will teach you. Don't walk twice in life. Don't be angry." Dad never told me the meaning of this sentence, only told me my own experience in my life. ...

In short, no matter what, mom and dad will always love me, and I will always love mom and dad!

My mother's topic composition 4 suddenly passed three years, and I began to try to read my mother, a book that I could never finish reading in my life. Mom loves to laugh, so let's start now.

Mom's smile is love. I was born, and she smiled: I learned to walk, and she smiled: I will call my mother, and she also smiled ... to feed my bitterness and pain, but my mother forgot in her smile. When I handed her the big apple for the first time and told her the story of Kong Rong letting pears, she cried and laughed: when I stubbornly washed her feet with a "big" bench, she smiled gently ... Facing my growth and progress, she smiled and said, "Mom's little cotton-padded jacket began to get warm."

Mother's smile is filial piety. Grandpa is very ill. She wiped her tears outside the door, but when she entered the ward, she brought in the warmest sunshine outside and smiled and teased her grandfather. The success of the work, she took home to share with her grandmother, but never brought a sigh of gloom. She just smiled faintly, and sometimes said, "Mom, I'm satisfied with my work today. Let's eat!" " Everyone praised her behind her back as a "model daughter-in-law", and she smiled and shook her head without answering. Grandma often tells me, "Your mother is so filial. She often buys me this and that, and comes back to see me. I have long regarded her as my own daughter! You must obey! " I also smiled and didn't answer.

Mom's smile is tolerant. Dad has a bad temper and sometimes says a word or two to his mother. She always listens patiently and smiles without saying a word: at work, the new employees she leads are always in trouble because they are not familiar with the business. When the novices were waiting for criticism, she looked at those frightened faces and just smiled and told them the skills and methods instead of blaming them. The employees all praised her as a good boss, and she got the highest honor in the company as she wished.

Mom's smile is very strong. Who knows if we were careless? My mother kept working despite her illness and was finally hospitalized on my birthday. I cried and whispered to blame her on the phone. She smiled brightly on the other end of the phone: "Honey, mom is fine, but you have to take an exam ..." My tears couldn't help anymore.

That's it. Mother propped up the sky of love for our family. At the thought of her smile, I resolutely wrote the beginning of the article and branded this love in my heart.

My mother topic composition 5 I have a beautiful and kind mother.

A pair of big eyes are bright, a white oval face is always smiling, and a small mouth is crunchy. I like it very much.

Mother is not only good-looking, but also kind-hearted. I remember deeply that time. After dinner, we went out for a walk hand in hand and sang songs as usual, and suddenly we found many people in front of us. Naturally lively, I just dragged my mother into the crowd. It turned out that an old man fell to the ground. "ah! Can you help? " "Do you know the Nanjing Peng Yu incident?" "What's his home phone number?" People around are very talkative, and no one comes forward to help them. At this time, I saw my mother crouch down, asked about the old man's injury, helped him sit up and sent him to the hospital, contacted his family, and then left silently with me.

I followed my mother's ass and asked, "Mom, so many people are afraid to help the elderly. How dare you?" Are you really not afraid of a repeat of the Nanjing Peng Yu case? ""I don't have time to think so much. Think about it. How sad it is for the old man to lie there. He must want others to help him. " Mother turned to answer me, and then quickened her pace.

Looking at my mother's back in front of me, I think she has grown a lot. At this moment, the ear suddenly sounded "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world ..." It turned out that my mother yelled in her tone-deaf voice again. I quickly followed up and shouted, "Mom, wait for me ..." Suddenly I felt a lot lighter.

● Composition comments:

The composition is about an old man in Lu Yu whose mother once fell to the ground. When others were afraid to help, her mother helped him up and took him to the hospital. Through this incident, the work shows the noble sentiment that the mother cares about others and disdains to worry about her own selfish interests. The composition is well chosen, and the events are complete and concentrated, which is convincing. The composition language is fluent and simple.

My mother's topic composition 6 My mother taught me to be kind to others and have love since I was a child. If a neighbor is in trouble, there is always a mother, so I always call her "loving mother".

Recently, an earthquake measuring 6. 5 on the Richter scale. A Richter scale of 8 occurred in Bachu and Jiashi areas of Xinjiang. After hearing the news, my mother mobilized everyone to raise money and donate it to the people in the disaster area. When I got home, I immediately rummaged through everything and found out my childhood clothes and some of my own clothes. In a short time, two big bags of clothes were "ready to go".

Dad and I really feel a little distressed after reading it, because some things have not been used several times! However, my mother seems not satisfied. She said to herself, "If the children in those disaster areas are in trouble, their mothers will always be there. Therefore, I have always called her "loving mother".

Recently, an earthquake measuring 6. 5 on the Richter scale. A Richter scale of 8 occurred in Bachu and Jiashi areas of Xinjiang. After hearing the news, my mother mobilized everyone to raise money and donate it to the people in the disaster area. When I got home, I immediately rummaged through everything and found out my childhood clothes and some of my own clothes. In a short time, two big bags of clothes were "ready to go".

Dad and I really feel a little distressed after reading it, because some things have not been used several times! However, my mother seems not satisfied. She said to herself, "It is a problem for children in those disaster areas to go to school, and school supplies are definitely needed ..." When she said this, her eyes fell on my unused KFC bag. "Mom won't donate my favorite new schoolbag, will she?" I muttered to myself. I saw my mother walking to the bookcase. She really wanted to donate my only KFC schoolbag! I'm in a hurry. Hurry up and stop me. My mother seemed to see through my heart and said seriously, "People in poor areas have a hard life. After the disaster, it added fuel to the fire. Without the warmth of home and family, you only care about personal enjoyment and ignore the warmth of others. Are you ashamed? " After listening to my mother's words, my face turned red and I was ashamed. In the evening, I quietly opened my piggy bank and took out the lucky money.

When I handed my money and schoolbag to my mother, she hugged me with tears: "That's a good boy. My children have grown up and are sensible, because you let more children carry their schoolbags again and go back to campus ... "At this time, I really understand the meaning of love-learn to care about others.

My loving mother, I am proud of you.

My mother topic composition 7 Everyone has his own mother, and I also have a good mother who cares about me. Mom, I want to say to you: "You are the kindest and gentlest mother in the world."

Mom has long black hair, and her round face is inlaid with these big eyes. It's very beautiful! My mother is an ordinary mother. She has neither a great career nor a boss. She is just a housewife. You always take care of me in every possible way, and you are also a mother who especially cares about me!

I remember once, in the dead of night, I felt cold and hot, and I talked loudly in my sleep. When you hear my voice, you get up at once. You touch my forehead, and my head is like a pot of boiling hot soup. You didn't say anything, so you immediately carried me on your back. Just down the stairs, there was a loud noise, followed by a downpour. You put on my raincoat, but you were caught in the rain. You're afraid I'll get wet and get worse. My heart feels very warm, like a ray of sunshine in my heart. The road to the hospital is not very smooth, it is both a road repair and a traffic jam. About thirty minutes later, I finally walked to the hospital. At this time, you asked me, "Is it cold? Do you want to lie in the hospital bed next door for a while? " I replied, "Good!" You carry me to the hospital bed over there at once. The doctor told us: "The injection will last until tomorrow morning." At night, when I am cold, you will cover me with a quilt, and when I am hot, you will fan me. My injection is running out, please call a doctor to change it for me at once. You didn't rest all night, but you thought to yourself: If I rest, who will take care of me?

The night passed slowly, and my condition was getting better. But what about you, mom? I saw blood in your eyes, so I quickly brought you a glass of water and told you to sleep for a while. I feel very gratified to see you like this. ...

You can do anything for me. You care about me and take care of me. Mom, I want to say to you: "You are really the kindest and gentlest mother in the world. When I am disobedient, you teach me carefully. I can't live without you. You are like my patron saint, always protecting me. Mom, I love you! "

My Mother Topic Composition 8 "Only mothers are good in the world ..." Whenever I sing this nursery rhyme, I will think of my mother.

My mother is an ordinary teacher of the people. She looks ordinary, but the most striking thing is that she has a beauty mole on her forehead. Although she is plain-looking, she cares about me.

I remember it was a Sunday. In the morning, I was awakened by the sound of water droplets. Looking out of the window, I found it was raining cats and dogs outside. The rain is very dense, like a cow's hair, flying down from the cloudy sky with lightning speed and looking into the distance. This is a dense fog, and the mountains in the distance are covered. I opened the window, and a strong wind came at me with a whoosh, mixed with rain hitting my face, which made me feel terrible. At this time, my mother told me to "get up and do my homework!" "I closed the window. Get dressed and come to the living room.

After breakfast, I began to do my homework. Writing, I suddenly found that I forgot to bring my English book. "What should I do?" The teacher must check his homework when he goes to school. "I think I have to tell my mother that I forgot to bring my English book." You write other homework first, and I'll buy it for you. "Mother words haven't say that finish and hurried out. One minute, two minutes, three minutes ... More than twenty minutes passed, and my mother finally came back. I ran out as soon as the door opened. When I saw my mother, she didn't have a dry place all over her body, and even her hair was soaked through by the rain. However, the English book she bought me was dry. She handed me the exercise book and told me to do my homework quickly. It's already noon at this time, so my mother quickly cooks for me. After a while, I ate steaming food, while my mother ate the food left over from yesterday. ...

I remember that time, I had a fever and it was rainy. Mother took my temperature, 38.8 degrees. She quickly got on her bike to buy medicine ... after her careful care, my condition finally got better. However, my mother died of illness, but even so. She still goes to work as usual and picks me up from school. Give up their disease completely ...

This is my mother, an ordinary people's teacher, but a person who cares about me in every way.

Who is the most selfless person in the world? That's mom. What is the most beautiful sound in the world? Mom is in charge. What is the sweetest thing a person's lips can say? It's mom.

Mother is a tired cup of Longjing. When I am weak, just a few mouthfuls can refresh me. Mom is a troubled guzheng player. When I am depressed, the elegant melody comes and my eyes turn green at once. Mom is a breeze in frustration. When I was confused and sad, she wiped the sweat of anxiety for me and combed my messy thoughts. Mom is a crutch in trouble. When I fall, help me find the center of gravity and support a hopeful vilen.

Who brings me a glass of fresh lemon juice to comfort me when I am sad? Who will tell me the truth of being a man when I do something wrong? Who sounded the alarm when I was proud? Who walked into the kitchen from the washing machine when I was hungry and served me delicious food? Who shares happiness with me when I am happy? Who restored my confidence and encouraged me when I was depressed? Yes, all this, all this, is mom. Although I always feel that she nags and even blames her too much. But all I know is that everything my mother does is love me! Whether it is strict or gentle, it expresses my mother's love for me!

In the second day of junior high school, my mother gave me a good scolding for my poor exam results. I cried. At that time, I felt that my mother didn't love me at all, but was torturing me. Obviously, the topic is very difficult, but my mother said it was an excuse and a lie. Now, I really understand why my mother is so strict and cruel. Because this is also my mother's love for me, which is a special kind of love.

Without my mother, I wouldn't be here today; Without my mother, there would be no happy life today; Without my mother, I lost the source of confidence. Without selfless and self-sacrificing maternal love, our hearts would be a desert. Where there is a mother, there is a happy place. From now on, we will change from an ignorant child who depends on her mother to a smart big child who knows how to do housework for her mother! From now on!

My mother's topic composition 10 Flowers bloom and the sunset is human nature. I used to regard my mother's love for me as human nature. Because I forgot that flowers will wither and the sun will set, but my mother's love for me will never stop.

Mom, have you ever cried? From the moment I was born, I cried and my mother smiled. When I laughed, my mother cried. I think those tears should be hot, hopeful and sweet? You are always so kind and optimistic. You won't cry when I'm sick, when I fail the exam, and when I lose my temper with you. I thought you didn't care about me, but I was completely wrong. The wet pillow towel in the morning can prove it; Mom squatting in the corner alone can prove it. Only I don't understand your good intentions. Mom, I really want to say "I'm sorry!" "

Mom, have you ever been tired? My mother has never criticized me since I can remember, since I was in primary school. Because my mother gave me the best, new schoolbag, new shoes and new hair clips, so that I could show them off in front of my classmates. To this end, I study very hard, and only because of material satisfaction can I improve my academic performance. But while pursuing material wealth, I ask my mother to pay a lot. My family is not very good. I never thought about the source of money before, and I never thought that all the good things I used were earned by my mother herself. The calluses on the hands are evidence, and the white hair on the temples is also evidence. Mom, I want to say to you: "You have worked hard, and your daughter has made you suffer!" "

Mom, have you ever been in pain? With the growth of my grade, I am also growing taller, and puberty is coming. We are young, and our willfulness is directly reflected in our tit-for-tat with our mother. Complain to your mother when your studies are not going well, and lose your temper when you are dissatisfied with your life, but what about your mother? Smile at me. From her smile, I read the vicissitudes and tolerance. I always thought that my mother would not be heartbroken or sad. I was wrong, and those deep eyes can prove it. Mom, I want to say to you: "I was wrong!" "

Mom, listen to me, "give yourself some time to rest and relax yourself;" Give yourself some time to relax and make yourself happy physically and mentally; Give your heart some space, so that my love can be stored in your heart forever. "

Mom, I understand.

My mother's essay 1 1 My mother has a pair of round eyes. Charming high nose; And a small mouth. Although my mother has a small mouth, she keeps talking. Mom likes sports, too.

I remember once, my mother and I went to play badminton together. I wrote a challenge book to challenge my mother in the community. "The large-scale Cuihu community badminton competition begins now! The first game: Dandan VS Min Min! " The first game kicked off for my mother, which caused a storm. Few people can withstand my storm. When I was thinking about my dream, I didn't notice my mother's "invincible racket", and badminton "flew" into my face. I am angry and happy. I know that my mother's "invincible racket" has been used up, and she may have consumed some physical strength now. I smiled contemptuously. The second little game started, and mom served. The "Dong" ball came to me, I hit it gently, and my mother hit it back gently. I can see that mom has little strength. I had a sudden attack, and my mother didn't receive it. I shouted, "I won, I won!" " "When I got to the back, my mother gave me a pat, and I thought: Here comes the opportunity! When I get to the back, I always use storms. But the attack was always seen through by my mother, and we were tied. At the end of the last game, I used all the onslaught, but it was useless. I lost. " Mom, you are great! "

Another morning, my mother and I went running by the lake. Running is my strong point. My mother usually runs slowly, so I'm sure to win. My mother and I were compared to "marathon running" and I said, "Go 123!" We set out. Hand in hand, we are neck and neck at the same speed. After a while, I saw a dog like me running. I got scared and stopped the car. Look at the mother in front. She is ready for the finish line. Maybe it's over. At the critical moment, the dog left. I rushed up and caught up with my mother. Just two meters away, I accidentally ran to the long grass area and was caught in the grass. I accidentally fell down and thought, I will win if I run again anyway. Walk slowly. At this moment, my mother saw me stop and sped up. I followed, but in the end, my mother won. Really should have that sentence: "Guan Yu lost Jingzhou-pride goes before a fall."

This is my mother, a good mother who loves sports.

My mother's topic composition 12 My mother has a beautiful black curls. He looks serious on the surface, but his personality is cheerful and lively. He is not very strict with my grades, but sometimes he can't help swearing when I don't do well in the exam. Although I hate this, I will be more reserved when answering questions because of my mother's bitterness. His favorite thing to do when he goes to the vegetable market is to bargain. His negotiation skills are first-rate. I have never seen him fail. As soon as he said it, the boss promised her. I really admire her. My mother often takes us out to play, because in fact, my mother is an adult who loves to play, and she will definitely go wherever she wants. Sometimes my father can't stand my mother and always likes to run around. This is my mother's lovely place. I love my mother very much and hope she will never leave me.

My mother heard everywhere that she was indispensable in my life. I don't know what day it is without her. Without her, I may never go out to play. Without him, I don't even know where my clothes are. I'm really happy. I have a good mother and a good family, but I don't know how long it will take to find happiness! So I should cherish it more.

Some people may not even have met their own mothers. They look forward to their mother's appearance every day and pray devoutly just to see her. But I can see every day that mothers should cherish every time with their mothers and keep them in their hearts forever as gifts. Some people may hate mothers all over the world because they have never met their real mothers. Some people may take the initiative to find their mother and just want to live with her. If I am also a person who can't see my mother, I will actively look for it, even if I can't find it, it doesn't matter, because I have at least tried, and I don't hate him without trying.

My mother's topic composition 13 The day before yesterday, it was Women's Day on March 8th. On this day, I want to do something for my mother. But I didn't know what my mother was going to do, so I had to spy on him secretly.

My mother and I crept into the kitchen and vaguely heard her talking to herself outside the door: "Wash dishes and wash clothes …" Hearing this, I immediately rushed to the bathroom in three steps and two steps, ready to help my mother wash clothes.

I rolled up my sleeves and was about to wash them. I heard my mother's slippers pattering. Seeing my mother coming in to wash clothes, I quickly locked the door. When my mother came to see me, she came over. I think I should wash my clothes earlier, or my mother will be suspicious. So, I poured all the clothes in the washbasin into the sink, sealed the running mouth of the sink, put the water away according to my mother's appearance and prepared to wash clothes.

I know washing clothes is a big project. It's usually difficult to see my mother. Today, I also want to share housework with my mother.

This dress is really dirty! The water I just put in suddenly became very turbid. I washed it several times before I picked up the soap. But because the clothes have been soaked many times, there is really a lot of water in them, and it is difficult for me to even get them. Hey! Why is this dress so disobedient?

It's easy to soap all my clothes, but the more annoying thing is yet to come! Now it's the turn to wash. It's not easy. I pressed the tap and the water came out. I picked up my clothes and dipped them in the water, then picked them up and dipped them. After many cycles, I almost finished washing, so I let go.

When I rolled down my sleeves and walked out of the bathroom, my mother was impatient. I gently he heaved a sigh. Mom went in and saw that the clothes were all washed. Mom suddenly understood everything,

Come out with a smile on your face, touch me and say with a smile, "My son has grown up!" " "Hearing this sentence, my heart is full of sweetness. ...