Excellent foot washing composition

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On Thursday afternoon, the teacher assigned a special holiday homework, that is, washing our hardworking mother's feet. I thought: Why not take this opportunity to wash my mother's feet? Give mom a surprise! I won't let my mother take a shower first at night, let her sit on the sofa and watch TV first. At this time, I went to the kitchen to boil water, and after the water was heated. Pour it into the footbath, and then pour some cold water to warm the water. I took the prepared foot washing water and walked to my mother. When my mother saw it, she said to me doubtfully, "What are you going to do with this water?" I walked up to my mother and said, Mom, you must be very tired today! Today, let your son wash your feet once! Let you relax. After listening to this, my mother's eyes were full of tears. When I was ready, I put my mother's feet in the footbath and began to wash my mother's feet. First, I rubbed my mother's feet, washed her toes one by one, and never let go of any place. After washing, I asked my mother how she felt. Mother said at this moment, "thank you for washing my feet, son." I'm really touched. My son has grown up and is sensible. As he spoke, his fucking tears fell. "

I thought to myself at this moment: I must wash my mother's feet more and let her relax!

Washing feet is a means of transportation for human beings to walk, and we can also see the hardships of life from their feet. I accidentally caught a glimpse of my parents' feet that day and thought, I am fine today, so I might as well wash my parents' feet! So I told my parents this idea, and they all said in unison, "No, you should read more." I said I had nothing important today. After another "war of words", mom and dad readily accepted it.

But after mom and dad took off their socks, I was shocked! There are many calluses on my father's feet, while there are many chilblains on my mother's feet, all of which grow in the cold winter. I silently washed my parents' feet, but my heart was like knocking over a seasoning bottle, with mixed feelings. Look at my father's haggard smiling face again, and suddenly understand the hardships of life, hazy. I understand the true meaning of life again: life is hard work. I kept rubbing my parents' feet gently, and soon my feet were "white". I haven't been quiet since I washed my parents' feet. I have been thinking about some questions: why do people work so hard, why do they have to be weather-beaten and why do they have to go through hardships to succeed?

When the road of life is bumpy, hardships are bound to experience difficulties, and we have to face them. Because success is above difficulties, happiness is above difficulties, and happiness is endless. I like happiness, too, so I will face up to difficulties, respond positively, and solve them better to make myself happy. With this in mind, I decided to do more things in my life with my own strength.

I helped my parents wash their feet, which brought me closer to my parents, and made me understand the true meaning of life, the value of human existence, and that only by constantly making progress and overcoming difficulties can life be meaningful, better, more energetic and more elegant. So the real value of human existence is to constantly overcome difficulties and let them have nowhere to hide!

Today is Mother's Day. On the way home, I thought: The teacher asked us to give my mother a present. What should I give her? Send decorations? Accompany my mother to do what she is most interested in ―― shopping? No, no, these things have to be done outside, and they all need money, so they can't be fully expressed inside. ...

Just when I was in distress, an advertisement in a foot bath city caught my attention: "Please relax and enjoy a hot foot bath."

Seeing this sentence, an idea came to my mind. Otherwise, I am willing to soak my mother's feet, which can not only express my mind, but also help my mother's health!

When everything was planned, I started my "foot washing" plan.

After dinner, my mother went to the living room to watch TV. I quietly went to the bathroom, quietly poured the water in the thermos bottle, and then touched it with my hand. Well, neither too hot nor too cold, just right!

I took off my towel, picked up the heavy washbasin, went to the living room in a flash and said to my mother, "Mom, I will wash your feet!" " "

Maybe I was scared by my sudden move, and my mother froze 1 minute!

Then, I slowly recovered, and the surprise on my face turned into a smile. My mother sat on the sofa and said with a smile, "Hehe, Liner is going to wash my feet today. Enjoy it!" "

I put down the footbath, lifted my mother's feet, carefully took off my socks and gently put my mother's feet into the water. ...

I wipe it left and right. Holding my mother's feet in my left hand and gently massaging my mother's heels with a small towel in my right hand, I don't want to mention how happy I am to see my mother smiling!

Where's my mother? She sometimes sits and watches me rub her feet and keeps saying, "Hehe, washing feet is really comfortable!" " "Sometimes it's like closing your eyes-resting peacefully on my back, enjoying my daughter's love for her mother and saying nothing ...

Mother touched her feet with residual heat, as if thinking about something. ...

Growing up, my mother washed my feet many times. Every time I wash my feet, my mother always puts my feet on the bed, covers me with a quilt, kisses me gently and sends me into a sweet dream. ...

Today, I want to wash my mother's feet. At first, I hesitated for a while whether to wash my mother's feet! I thought about it and said to myself firmly, "No, my mother raised me for ten years. Is it really insignificant for me to wash my mother's feet? " So I brought a pot of hot water and a towel, and everything was ready. Then, I went to my mother who was busy washing dishes and said, "Mom, you … come here." The voice is very light, but it is similar to a whisper.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Mother answered puzzled. "Mom, sit down and I'll wash your feet." Mom froze for a while, then said, "OK, OK!" " At this time, the wrinkles on my mother's face spread out, revealing a knowing smile. I rolled up my sleeves and lifted my mother's feet …

These are a pair of old feet, dull and dull, hard and inelastic. At first glance, they look like a stump. Oh, my God, is this still mom's foot? Are those delicate and smooth feet playing with me? I tried to evoke dusty memories, but those feet were too old for me to imagine.

I held my mother's feet in one hand and rubbed them gently in the other. I looked up at my mother and found that she was also looking at me. My mother's face is full of happiness. She talked about my childhood.

I hold my mother's feet with my hands, which makes me intoxicated ... In deep intoxication, I understand that there is an emotion that is innate, unconditional and endless, and that is maternal love. There is someone who loves you forever, no matter what feedback you give her, no matter success or failure!

Mom, I love you!

Today, the teacher assigned us a task, that is, to wash mom or dad once.

Because my mother didn't go to work, I decided to wash my father's feet. As soon as my father came back, we boiled water. I poured water into the basin, took the basin, soap and foot towel to the sofa and sat my father down. He said, "My feet stink. Don't wash them. " I said, "No! I just want to wash it! " My old father said, but I had to let me help him wash it.

I took off my dad's shoes first. When I took off my socks, I felt that they were wet and sweaty. As soon as I took it off, a bad smell got into my nostrils, and I immediately held my nose. My dad saw it and said, "I said I don't want you to wash it." Great! " "After hearing this, I didn't want to wash it, but on second thought, this is the homework assigned by the teacher, and my father usually works so hard. I insisted again. I first put my father's feet into the water and tried the water temperature with my hands. It felt very warm. In order to wash away the thick layer of dust on my father's feet, I rubbed it hard. When my instep was finished, I began to rub my feet. My dad smiled and said, "itchy, itchy ..." I could have rubbed it easily, and it took a lot of effort to rub it well. I saw a thick and hard cocoon sticking to my feet, which was the result of my father's hard work! Tears blurred my eyes, and "Jin Doudou" came into my eyes. I held back my tears. Hit it again with soap and rinse it off. It's a great sense of accomplishment to see my dad's smelly feet washed clean by me, with a faint smell of soap. My dad also boasted: "My baby daughter has really grown up!" "When I heard this, my heart was like knocking over a bucket of honey-it was so sweet.

My parents are usually very hard, so I have to help them do more housework.

Today, my mother had a hard day. Looking at my mother's tired appearance, I'm going to help her wash her feet tonight to make her feel better.

I let my mother sit in the chair first, and then I brought a basin of foot washing water and a towel. I crouched down to help my mother take off her shoes and socks, then rolled up her trouser legs and let her soak her feet in the water. I rubbed my mother's instep hard, and then gently rubbed her instep. Touching my mother's cocoon heel, I said to my mother with some distress, "Mom, you are very tired to pick me up every day!" " "Mother said gently," I'm a little tired, but hard work is nothing for you! " "After listening to my mother's words, my heart blew in like a warm wind and became warm.

In a short time, I washed my mother's feet. To wipe my feet, I spread the towel on my hand, first dry my mother's instep, and then carefully wipe her toes. However, when I wipe my feet, the towel always sticks to me and then hangs in the water. Try your best to screw it out every time. Looking at my hectic appearance, my mother smiled.

Although washing my mother's feet made me sweaty and backache, I was very happy. In the future, I will care more about my mother and help her do more things that I can!

Today is the ninth Double Ninth Festival in September, also called the Festival for the Elderly. I'm going to help grandma wash her feet once, because grandma has washed my feet since I was a child. I remember every time my grandmother put the footbath in front of me and gently rubbed my feet. It's so comfortable

Just after dinner, I have prepared a footbath and a towel to surprise my grandmother. At this moment, grandma came in. I immediately put the footbath and towel in front of grandma and said, "grandma, I want to wash your feet." Grandma smiled from ear to ear and said happily, "Good boy, really grandma's lovely granddaughter!" " "

I let grandma sit on the stool first, put a basin full of hot water and tried it with her hands. The water temperature is similar. Then squat down and gently take off grandma's shoes and socks and put them aside. "Grandma, put your feet in! I will' serve' you well. " I smiled happily at grandma.

When my hand touched grandma's foot, my heart trembled. Grandma's feet are so rough. Yes, grandma has worked hard all her life, and now she washes my feet every day. I'm really ashamed! I wash grandma's feet slowly, and then gently massage. I seriously said to my grandmother, "Grandma, I wash your feet every day." Grandma smiled happily.

In the evening, dad came back from work, exhausted. I quickly poured a pot of hot water and put salt on it. When he came to his father, he asked doubtfully, "What should I do?" "Wash your feet!" I answered quickly.

Dad smiled and put his feet in hot water, and then quickly shrank back like an electric shock: "Wow! Why is it so hot? " "Haven't add cold water! What's the hurry? " I slowly finished adding cold water. Dad just put his foot in and said comfortably, "That's more like it!" " "I put my hand into the water to help my father wash his feet. Fortunately, dad's feet are in the water, otherwise I will be smoked to death by beriberi! ) Dad suddenly said, Girl, why do you only wash my left foot? " I listened, immediately let go of my father's left foot, grabbed his right foot, and carefully washed his right foot again, and finally washed my father's smelly foot into a fragrant foot.

Next, I gently pressed my two thumbs on my father's feet. Dad's nose is buzzing with comfort, as if every pore is releasing pleasure! I said to my father ingratiatingly, "Massage this acupoint can eliminate fatigue. After the massage, you will feel as comfortable as being reborn! " ""well! Now it has been reborn! " Dad looked intoxicated and completely immersed in my massage skills. After the massage, my arm was too tired to lift. Finally, I helped my father dry his feet. I poured out the foot washing water and took a long breath. I am really tired!

Although I am very tired, I am very happy. Because: "Giving is always better than asking for happiness!" "

Today, the teacher assigned an unusual annual assignment-washing my mother's feet.

I had dinner in the evening and read for a while to get ready for bed, but I think I should brush my teeth and wash my face, and then wash my feet to sleep.

When I want to wash my feet, my mother will come in to wash my feet. That's what I think. I haven't washed my mother's feet since I was born. Today, I take this opportunity to wash my mother's feet once, which can be regarded as the completion of the homework assigned by the teacher. So I went to my mother and said, Mom, can I help you wash your feet today? Mom said happily; All right.

Then I help my mother wash her feet. I wash my feet with a footbath first, and then put some tap water under the tap. Then I carefully brought a thermos and poured some hot water. I put my hand in to test the water temperature. I think this is just right. I picked up the footbath with my hand and walked to my mother. I put down the washbasin and let my mother's feet soak in the water. Then I squatted down and rubbed my mother's feet with my hands. I saw my mother's rough feet and thought of how hard she worked tirelessly in the fields all day for us. You really are the greatest mother in my mind. Wash and wash. My mother said yes, I said it was rare to wash my feet again. I help my mother wash her feet. My mother smiled and praised me, and I smiled heartily.

I finished this special homework assigned by my teacher excellently, and I will continue to work hard to do more things for my mother in the future.

Excellent composition on foot washing 10 "Well, I didn't know it was so comfortable to soak my feet!" Hearing my mother say this, I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

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Today, I want to do something I wanted to do before, but I dare not-wash my mother's feet. I turned on the tap, picked up the footbath, caught those jumping droplets, then turned off the tap and tried the water temperature by hand. Yeah, just right. Now everything is ready, only one step away.

I plucked up my courage, picked up the footbath and walked into the main house. I secretly glanced at my mother. She looked at me with amazing eyes, as if watching some strange animal dance, but I also saw a trace of joy and happiness in her eyes. I put the footbath at my mother's feet and whispered, "Mom, I'll wash your feet." I don't know if mom heard me.

I gently lifted my mother's foot into the footbath and lifted one foot to wash it carefully. In the process of washing feet, I found a thick layer of calluses on the soles of my mother's feet and several scars on her feet. Looking at these scars, I seem to feel the pain when I was injured and see the expression on my mother's face when she was injured. Seeing this, I really hope that I am the one with a full face of pain, not my mother.

Just when I was trying to figure out God, my mother's words brought me back to reality. It's the beginning sentence, "I didn't know it was so comfortable to soak my feet." Hearing this sentence, I am glad that my efforts have not been in vain. At least, I gave my mother a little relaxation. But at the same time, I also blame myself, why I didn't help my mother do something within my power before. That's my real mother! What am I ashamed of? Thought of here, my tears swirled in my eyes. I carefully helped my mother wash her feet, picked up the washbasin and walked out the door.

After I walked out of the door, tears swirled in my eyes, remembering my previous grievances, anger and happiness. Now everything has turned into remorse.

1 1 Tomorrow is Women's Day. Teacher Ge assigned us a special task: to do something for our mother.

But what should we do? As I walked, I thought: Mom must have been standing to work, and her feet must be very sore. With this in mind, I have made up my mind, yes! Just wash your mother's feet!

After dinner the next day, when the whole family was sitting on the sofa and watching TV attentively, I secretly ran to the bathroom to get busy. Take out the footbath, pour in hot water and cold water, stir well, and carefully put it in front of your mother when you feel that the water temperature is ok. "Son, what are you doing?" Mother asked strangely. "Wash your feet!" I said solemnly, "You used to wash my feet. Today is Women's Day, which is your holiday. Let me wash your feet once! " "Say that finish, like a welcome gentleman, I bent down and held out my hand and made an invitation gesture." Sloppy-"Mom couldn't help laughing, just trying to say something was stopped by Dad.

I squatted down, helped my mother pull up her trouser legs, took off my socks and put my feet in warm water. I rubbed it gently, only to find that my mother had calluses on the soles of her feet, and all the bits and pieces that my mother usually did for me surfaced. Embarrassed, I faltered: "Mom, I … I … love you!" " "

At this time, the father next to him said sourly, "It seems that my son is still good to his mother!" " "Suddenly, everyone laughed, and happiness permeated everyone's face.

Mother's Day is coming. I want to give my mother a special "gift"-help her wash her feet. I first took a pot of hot water, tried the water temperature, and walked to my mother with the pot. I stammered, "Mom, mom, mom, wash your feet." My mother looked at me in surprise, then touched my head and said, "Wow! my ...

Mother's Day is coming, and I want to give my mother a special "gift"-to help her wash her feet.

I first took a pot of hot water, tried the water temperature, and walked to my mother with the pot. I stammered, "Mom, mom, mom, wash your feet." My mother looked at me in surprise, then touched my head and said, "Wow! My son has grown up and is sensible! " Mother smiled so brightly that her face was like a flower. I blushed and smiled shyly.

I squatted down, gently took off my mother's shoes, then took off my mother's socks, and carefully put my mother's feet in warm water. I gave my mother a foot massage first to make her feel better. I found many calluses on my mother's soles, so I poured a few drops of white vinegar and continued to help my mother wash them. Mother was so excited that she repeatedly said, "It's really comfortable, thank you, son!" " "I smiled and looked down to continue washing. I carefully washed every seam on my mother's feet. Yes, I took a dry towel to dry my mother's feet, and then I helped her put on slippers.

I was deeply moved to help my mother wash her feet. I remember when I was a child, my mother always washed my feet. At that time, I was particularly naughty and ignorant. Always stretch your feet high and don't wash your mother's feet. Sometimes, I will spill water all over my mother when she is not looking. I remember at that time, my mother always laughed it off without blaming me too much.

Crows feed back, lambs kneel and milk. Animals are still like this. "If you don't learn, you will be a person?" We can do many things in memory of our mother. Filial piety to mother requires us to take practical actions ourselves.

The night is getting deeper, the moonlight is like a hook, the stars are shining, the thin clouds are flying freely in the night sky, the street lamps on both sides of the street are shining brightly, the cars whistle gently, as if to bring wonderful music to the world, and the street lamps shine on the streets, as if adding fantastic colors to the night sky.

In a warm and quiet hut, there lived a mother and daughter. My daughter always flies around like a lively and lovely swallow, so she is named Yanyan. Although there is nothing decent at home, we still have everything. On the exquisite and durable washing machine, there is a soft towel printed with the pattern of robot cat. The home is so clean and tidy, which shows that this is a thrifty mother, but in such a family, a touching story happened today.

On this day, my mother came back from selling fruit and saw Yan Yan sitting on the sofa looking at herself. She was surprised and asked, "Yan Yan, why don't you go to bed?" Yan Yan smiled and said, "Mom, mom, you must be very tired today. I'll help you wash your feet! " ! "I carefully put half a basin of warm water prepared early to the living room and put a durable stool at the front end of the basin. I took my mother's warm and loving hand and sat gently on the stool. My mother said distressfully, "No, you go to sleep. My mother will wash it herself." When Yan Yan heard this sentence, her big eyes and small nose suddenly got together and said in distress, "Mom, let me help you wash it. "Yan Yan just took off her socks and found that her mother's feet had blisters, and in some places, she also ground cocoons. Suddenly, tears can't stop falling. My mother's nagging comes to my mind when I cover the quilt, and my mother's hard work of earning money for her to save tuition comes to my mind. Yanyan looked at her mother and her mother smiled. Yan Yan also smiled. ...

14 "Mom-I helped you wash your feet today-"I cried.

"Are you? ! "Mom asked," I must enjoy it today! " "Mom's expression on her face is like finding a hundred gold mines.

I feel dizzy.

"The water is boiling!" Mom announced the start.

I poured a basin of water and brought it here. I said impatiently, "Sit down!" "Mom didn't pay attention to my tone, sitting happily.

After a while, my mother said, "The water is not hot enough!" I got up and added water, thinking that this was not a hot spring. Why is it so hot? Your feet are comfortable, but my hands can't stand it!

I thought I would touch a pair of feet full of vicissitudes and frostbite like all the examples said, but I didn't expect them to be a pair of tender-skinned, good-natured feet. I was prepared to do the opposite in my mind and was shocked at the moment.

"Did you help me press it? Walking around all day who doesn't work hard! " Mom talks like a boss to a subordinate. I thought as I answered, this society has progressed, but I didn't expect people's feet to evolve. If I don't feel rude, I really want to pull out my heel and compare it with her, maybe it's thicker than her feet!

A pot of water was poured several times and finally finished. I have never felt so much water in the pot. I stood up exhausted and prepared to write a composition. My mother suddenly stopped me: "You washed it! Very comfortable! " Before I was happy, I heard her say, "Next time you don't listen, I'll punish you for washing my feet!" "

I almost lost my mind.

I remember that in the first grade of primary school, the teacher also assigned an assignment to help parents do housework, sweep the floor, wash dishes, beat their backs, do small things and do their parents' filial piety.

The next day, when the students came to communicate together, a child stood up and said that he had washed his parents' feet. When he was a child, we laughed, but the teacher gave us lessons with a straight face. I've been thinking about it for a long time now, and I don't understand why I felt funny at that time. Does he think his feet are smelly and dirty?

Today, after seven years, it's time to start school again, and it's the old routine of renovation-adding photos and articles. It is not difficult to wash feet. Pour some warm water, put a bar of soap, drag a small bench to sit down, look at mom with a smile and put your feet in.

"Not spicy, right?" When I saw my mother shaking her head with a smile, I asked awkwardly.

"Hey, I forgot my towel." My mother answered my question with a smile like a pupil. I blushed slightly and got up to get a towel.

I began to wash my mother's feet. Her feet are not dirty, and there is no dust after rubbing for a long time, which makes me confused. But I still wash my feet seriously, just like she washed my feet when I was a child, soaping inch by inch and rubbing inch by inch, carefully trying to find a breakthrough.

She has been sitting so quietly. Every time I look up, she will give me a smile, just like throwing a stone into a pool of water. The lines of the smile wave after wave until the corner of my eye, which is the end.

I wiped my mother's feet with a towel while my father took pictures. The envious expression was superficial, and I suddenly felt a little funny. How can we repay our parents' love by washing our feet once? ...

I was silent and let the sadness spread until it spread to the bottom of the basin with water drops. ...