Scholarly Women’s Day Essay Collection

Mother, the most grateful person in the hearts of children. When a wanderer travels, there seems to be an invisible thread holding the hearts of mother and child. The following is a collection of essays for Scholarly Women’s Day, welcome to read and read! Chapter 1: Happy Holidays, Mom

Dear Mom:

Hello! Women's Day is coming soon. On the occasion of your holiday, I sincerely wish you a happy life, health and safety. I want to say to you: Mom, you have worked hard!

Your love for me is as warm as the continuous spring rain, and your care is as endless as the surging river, with indescribable charm.

Mom, I can’t repay your love for me. I know that you don’t need me to give you any precious gifts. You only hope that I will be healthy, safe and happy, and that I can study happily. You will be satisfied if you grow up happily, learn useful knowledge, and become a useful person to society and your family. But for me, this is not enough. You have been busy showing me all kinds of news and information all day long for my promotion to junior high school, and let me participate in study and training so that I can enter an ideal middle school as soon as possible. With.

I remember one time, I had a fever, and you came home after a tiring day at work. But when you found out that I was sick, you ignored the physical exertion, dragged my tired body, and sent me to the hospital on the way. I accidentally sprained my foot. Seeing your pain, I secretly said to myself: You must work hard and be a good boy that your mother can rest assured of.

Mom, on your holiday, I sincerely say to you: Happy holidays, Mom.

Congratulations! Chapter 2: Sonorous roses bloom forever

When the train of history entered the station of the 21st century, people suddenly discovered that our ancestors could not guess how big this land was even after thinking hard. It is getting smaller and smaller, so the earth has become a "village". To visit relatives and friends across the ocean, you only need to move your fingers and click the mouse; at the same time, people will find that this stage that shows the world is like It is getting bigger and bigger, and some seemingly unheard of stories are happening almost every day. Demons and demons appear together, and true, false, good and evil appear on the stage together. For a time, the world became strange and confusing. However, no matter how time passes, no matter how ruthlessly the waves of time wash away people's hearts, what never changes is people's pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty.

Throughout the ages, haven’t there been countless literati and poets who have praised women as messengers of love and the embodiment of beauty? When Liang Hongyu defeated millions of enemy troops with shocking war drums; when Madame Curie used radium elements to create a new milestone in the history of science; when Jiang Xueqin calmly sacrificed her life in the face of the butcher's knife when the dawn of victory was about to come. At that time; when the Chinese women's volleyball team fought for five consecutive championships with tenacious will and turned the fighting spirit into the driving force for a nation's progress, people will no longer have the slightest doubt that our great women have held up a blue sky for the world. .

Some people may say that what you said is a bit far away? So, let us listen to the stories that happen around us!

Some people say that it is too difficult to enforce the law now, too tiring to handle cases, and too hard to fight against corruption. But among the five female comrades of the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Daoli District Procuratorate, you will never find hardship, difficulty, or fatigue. Such words. Words like "soldiers" and "tough guys" seem difficult to associate with women who are weak in appearance, but when you approach these five anti-corruption female generals, you will feel affectionately that what they embody has long been Far more than fortitude, courage and tenacity.

Wang Liping, deputy chief of the First Investigation Section, has been awarded the title of provincial outstanding public prosecutor for three consecutive years. After joining the anti-corruption front, she quickly adjusted herself and entered the role as quickly as possible in the shortest time. Faced with the current situation of difficult anti-corruption work and few cases, she used her brains and found ways to go deep into the relevant departments to understand the situation and dig into the sources of the cases. Through investigation, she learned that a vice president of a branch of China Construction Bank in our city , was fired from her employer for embezzling public funds, but the bank did not report the case to the judicial authorities. After learning of this situation, she immediately launched an investigation, withstood heavy pressure and interceded with intercessors, and solved the case of embezzlement of public funds of 520 yuan in one fell swoop. A very large case worth 10,000 yuan.

In order to participate in the anti-corruption bureau’s campaign, Wang Yonghong, the deputy chief of the Second Investigation Section, decided to leave his three-year-old child in a relative’s home, while he worked day and night to eat and live in the bureau with gay men. After the same hard work, the battle was over, the case was completed, and she herself lost a lot of weight. When she saw the child who had been separated for more than ten days, her family complained to her: "The child missed you until his voice became hoarse from crying. I have never seen you being such a bastard. You can just take a look at the child before leaving!" Anyone who is a child or a parent should know that maternal love is the greatest, gentlest, most delicate, and most difficult to let go of. But our comrade-in-arms, this strong woman, was determined to keep the cry of the child in her heart, and devoted herself to selfless work. What kind of emotion is this!

Assistant Prosecutor Wang Tieling of the Third Investigation Division, as a woman, has never put forward any conditions to Corey or the organization because of this. She readily accepts every task and every job. She completed her work meticulously. Whether it was conducting a surprise trial to collect evidence, squatting in a trap to arrest someone, investigating a case, or taking to the streets to clear ice and snow, she never fell behind. At the end of 1999, Comrade Wang Tieling took over a major case of embezzlement of public funds of 140,000 yuan. From the moment he was captured, the criminal suspect either denied everything, made troubles, or put on an air of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water." As a novice on the anti-corruption front, she encountered such a problem when handling a case for the first time. She was neither discouraged nor soft-hearted. She researched and analyzed the case in detail. She went to Tangyin and Anyang, Henan Province to investigate and collect evidence, and carefully investigated Account after account, evidence after evidence was collected. In the end, the criminal suspect was sent to trial based on conclusive evidence and sentenced to nine years in prison without confessing a word.

Comprehensive Section Inspector Luan Lihua, the eldest sister who is respected by the Anti-Corruption Bureau police officers, was transferred from the case handling position to the back office position without any complaints. Over the past year, she has created more than 80 books and hundreds of various statistical reports without any errors. What is commendable is that this eldest sister, who is over 40 years old, has never regarded herself as an old eldest sister, except for giving motherly care to her comrades at work. You will see her during lunch every day, wearing spectacles and sitting upright. Learning to type in front of the computer, she said: "Now times have changed. If you can't keep up, you will be eliminated. How can I do it if I don't hurry up and learn!" Her simple words reflect a young heart that strives for success. Under her leadership, the Anti-Corruption Bureau set off a craze for practicing typing, learning computers, and mastering modern high-tech means. What is even more commendable is that Comrade Luan Lihua, who is in her forties, is like young comrades. Whenever When the Investigation Section had a breakthrough case and worked overtime, she took the initiative to stay and assist in the work. Everyone advised her to go back and rest, but she said: I can't let go, and I can't sleep even when I go back. Once, during a meeting with the Anti-Corruption Bureau, her daughter, who was studying at a university in Beijing, came back to Harbin to visit her. She stayed at home for a week, but only saw her mother once. Before she left, her daughter called her and said angrily: If I had known you were so busy, I might as well have traveled to Xiangshan with my classmates! Having said that, the sensible daughter knows that her mother has devoted all her energy and enthusiasm to the sacred cause of prosecution.

Wang Lili, the chief of the Comprehensive Section, has been working despite being ill for a long time. For more than a year, she has to do a good job in the daily work of the Comprehensive Section of the Anti-Corruption Bureau and the finishing work of the Provincial Committee’s task force. The injuries to her head, neck, and waist recurred, and she was unable to attend to the diagnosis and treatment. She took medicine, put on a traction frame, and continued to work at her job. People who know her well say that only by seeing Wang Lili's drive can one understand the true meaning of the word "strong woman".

There is no need to list their deeds one by one, and there is no need to look for her shining points one by one. There may be too many such examples... It is them, our dear and respectable sisters, who With a heart like gold, a will like a mountain, and a passion like fire, we have built a beautiful landscape on the anti-corruption front.

When the girls of the Chinese women’s football team used their sweat on the green field to create a golden avenue leading to the world, people affectionately compared them to sonorous roses. Today I want to say that the ordinary but great women fighting beside us are the sonorous roses of our prosecutorial front. Let us collectively wish them that the flower of life will always be brilliant and colorful, and the tree of career will always be tall and green.

Sonorous roses, always blooming!

Thank you everyone! Chapter 3: Women are like flowers, composition

Women are like flowers, either bright and magnificent, or fragrant and elegant. Women are like water, either trickling or rolling waves. I am a woman, so I wonder what kind of woman should I be!

Women who are busy running around for life on weekdays, during festivals like this, have some free time to calm down and take stock of their past and present, and there will actually be more or less stories in their hearts. About women themselves.

Speaking of women on a women’s festival, I really want to talk about some of my inner thoughts. In fact, I don’t think there is anything special about such a festival. It is just a holiday. A symbolic day set by man. Women, women's hearts are always filled with deep love and long-lasting affection, and these things really want to be inseparable from this festival of women.

A woman who is like a flower will sometimes live her life in a formality; a woman who is like a flower will also have love and sorrow in her heart; a woman who is like a flower is also the other half of the sky in the heart of the man who loves her. A woman is like a flower. When the flower blooms, the fragrance overflows. A woman is like a flower. When the flower falls, it becomes a beautiful song. Time leaves far more marks on women than on men. A baby's cry pierces the night sky, and there is another mother in the world. From then on, a woman has a caring feeling in her heart that will never be seen in her life. It will break.

Women are very tired, children, the elderly, family and career; women are even more miserable, inside and outside, endless and busy. When I said this, I couldn't help but think of my mother-in-law, who had worked hard all her life. Life in the countryside was as hard as Coptis. When my mother-in-law was in her forties, her father-in-law passed away, leaving her to raise eight children to adulthood. The children have grown up and become successful, but the mother-in-law has really aged and turned into a carved woodblock print, with the vicissitudes of time written all over her face. The eighty-year-old old man has always stayed in the countryside. She has been used to living a hard life all her life and cannot enjoy the life in this matchbox-like building.

Women’s Day is a women’s festival, but in the eyes of mother-in-law, it is just a day, and it is the same day every day. My lover put a handful of peeled oranges on my hand and asked me playfully what I wanted as a holiday gift. Haha, what do you want? I don’t want to. I never care about these formal things. After eighteen years of marriage, I just haven’t deliberately cared about these things like chasing after the wind. It’s not a conflict, it’s just love in my heart, formal things. Things are really dispensable.

As a woman, at this moment I am thinking whether my feelings, my wishes, and what I gain make me happy and others happy. I cry, I laugh, am I worthy of myself and my loved ones? Flowers bloom for one season, and grass and trees fall for one season. Life lasts only a hundred years. Women are like flowers, and it is natural for flowers to bloom and fall. Maintain a sense of tranquility and reserve, and carefully paint the home of your heart into a beautiful and charming picture, with green mountains and green waters, birds singing and the fragrance of flowers; in the picture, "Holding the son's hand, growing old together with him"; in the picture, the woman Still as beautiful as a flower.

I once asked my lover, "If I grow old, will you still love me?" My lover smiled and hugged me, "If you are willing, I am willing to grow old right now. This way You will never say such ridiculous things again! "I cling tightly to my lover's chest, my lover, thank you for accompanying me as I grow older, thank you for your love!

Women are like flowers, flowers bloom and fall. In the silent years, I am getting older, but I am not afraid, because there is always a voice gently saying to me: "Don't be afraid, my dear, we will grow old." Let's grow old together..." Chapter 4: Ode to the Centenary March 8th Women's Day

It is a sunny day. I like such a bright spring day, walking quietly on the streets of the city, and walking through the weaving streets. In the crowd, look at the women in full bloom. Days like this make women more beautiful, like spring flowers, blooming quietly.

It is women who dress up the world. Looking at the red clothes in the world of mortals, colorful and colorful, like a hundred flowers blooming, it is dazzling and dizzying; Swinging around, I became crazy as a teenager.

It is said that women are like flowers, because women’s youth is fleeting, just like the flowering period is short. "Once the spring is gone, the beauty grows old, and the flowers fall and people die without knowing it."

There is a kind of woman who is like an orchid in an empty valley, quietly blooming, admiring her solitary beauty.

Although women are known by their scent, few people know a woman with this refined temperament. Her nobility makes her reserved and unassuming. Only those who know her, understand her and love her can enjoy her softness and affection. At the same time, she is fragile. A small disaster will cause her beauty to lose color and her petals to fall off. Therefore, those who love orchids must take good care of them.

It is said that women are like flowers, because a woman with a delicate face is as charming as a flower. "Light make-up makes you look enchanting, while heavy make-up is always suitable."

Or it may be like a peony, which is elegant, beautiful and luxurious, but the aloofness revealed from a distance prevents you from getting close easily; or it may be like a rose, which is so delicate and delicate , charming and moving, and her thorns will make anyone who wants to blaspheme her return with wounds; or like a lotus, it is holy and elegant, quiet and beautiful, "it emerges from the mud but is not stained, and washes the lotus clean without being evil", which can only be viewed from a distance But don't play with it. These flower-like women are pleasing to the eye and emotional to look at, but it takes a lot of trouble and painstaking efforts to get them. Noble women are only on the other side.

More women are unknown flowers that bloom silently. Some bloom in the open mountains and experience the baptism of wind and rain day and night; some may wither prematurely due to the harsh environment; or some may be ignorantly passed by. People pick them randomly and wear them in their hair or put them in a vase. They eventually wither and die because they have no roots and soil. Some flowers bloom in deep valleys. Although the flowers are beautiful, no one appreciates them. In her most glorious days, There is no one who loves her, cherishes her, and pities her. She can only admire herself and spend her lonely life. Some are open on the high mountains, lonely and beautiful, but because the road is difficult and dangerous, they are out of reach, which makes people discouraged; Because it could not withstand the devastation of wind, frost, snow and rain, it never bloomed throughout its life.

Walking among women and listening to women, I often wonder, what kind of flower is she? Why does the pear blossom look sad despite the rain? And why does his face look haggard, like yesterday’s flower? Those who are proud of the spring breeze are like peach blossoms welcoming the spring, and those who are powerful are like peonies competing in beauty. "One flower, one world", every woman has her own unique charm. But how many people can really get close to the heart of a flower and listen to a woman’s voice? Who can give a woman eternal flowering time and eternal charm?

When seeing a woman, one cannot help but think of the man behind her. Women need love to nourish them. Has this man nourished her flowery woman with love?

I remember taking a bus one day. The bus was crowded. After getting off the bus, a woman coming from the countryside to the city exclaimed that her bag had been stolen. When the man heard this, he immediately became furious, in public. , using all the dirty and filthy words to scold his woman. It was sad enough to have her bag stolen, but to be scolded so harshly by her man made the woman look pale and shed tears. How could such a flower not wither prematurely?

In chatting with some female friends, I often see them express their disappointment in marriage. The man who once loved her so madly has gradually turned a blind eye to her and no longer talks about love. There are still gentle hugs, and I no longer even remember her birthday, their wedding anniversary, and this festival that belongs to all women. I no longer receive gifts full of love from him on these special days. Women have gone through year after year in disappointment, and the flower of love withered in women's expectations. Women are naturally romantic, but men often say this is vanity. In fact, this small vanity is just to find out whether the man still remembers him. A gentle word, which only takes a few seconds, is enough to make his woman extremely tender, but many men are unwilling to say it; a small gift, which does not have to be expensive, can make his woman smile like a flower, but many men Don't bother to do it. Marriage becomes dull, like a pool of stagnant water, and women, like this flower, change color and shrink because they have not been exposed to sunlight or moisturized by water for a long time...

Women are like flowers, and men should be leaves. With leaves, With a companion, the flower of woman will not be lonely and will be more plump. A woman is like a flower, and a man should be the one who protects the flowers. He is like the spring breeze, gentle and kind, making his woman always full of vitality and bright and dazzling. He is like summer rain, sweet and penetrating, making his woman ever-changing and graceful. He is like the autumn frost, strong and serious. He is like the winter sun, gentle and warm, making his woman radiant and brilliant. Collect SMS Encyclopedia

On this special day of March 8th, may all women be as charming as flowers, as delicate as flowers, as brilliant as flowers, and as gentle as flowers. May all men love flowers and pity them. Cherish the flowers and protect them.

Chapter 5: What I want to say to my mother on Women’s Day

Dear mother:

Hello!

I have always had a lot to say to you, but I never had the chance, so I took this opportunity of Women’s Day to express my deepest feelings to you.

Mom, I really want to tell you: I am already ten years old and no longer a two or three-year-old child. I hope you don’t take me too seriously...

Now I am ten years old and about to graduate from elementary school, but I still don’t know how to take care of myself. For example: I don’t know what kind of clothes and what kind of shoes and socks to wear when taking a bath; I don’t even know how to wash clothes; I don’t have any idea when shopping on the street; I don’t know anything about cooking or cooking; I can’t even do without you when I sleep at night...

Occasionally, when I see you busy, I secretly wash clothes and sweep the floor , how happy I am! Although I am not as good at what you do, this is what I want to do after all!

Besides, I am me and I have my own interests and hobbies! I like singing, dancing, and reading extracurricular books, but you keep asking me to do my homework with a straight face all day long. How many times, when I read an article with great interest, you came over fiercely, snatched the book from my hand, and said sternly: "Hurry up and do your homework." Mom, do you know? Whenever this happens, how much I hate you! I know you want me to get high marks in the exam! But do you know? Your approach is too authoritarian. You use your daughter as your remote control and impose your will on me...

Mom! If you really want your daughter to become a talented person, please put down your arrogance and have a heart-to-heart talk with me. Go into your daughter's heart and listen to what she has to say. Don't "care" for me too much; cultivate my ability to do things; don't restrict me. It's too strict and gives me some room to move freely! Only then can your daughter truly fly in the vast sky.

Sincerely, Chapter 6: Do something for your mother on Women’s Day

Tomorrow is Women’s Day. I always want to do something for my mother, but I don’t have the chance. Today It's a great opportunity - I want to do something for my mother.

My mother has never asked me to do anything for her. I must give her a surprise today.

In the evening, my mother came back. I quickly went to the kitchen and added a little hot water to the tea that had been brewed. After adjusting the temperature to a moderate temperature, I walked up to my mother with the tea and handed it to her. Give it to your mother and say: "Mom, you have worked hard for me day and night. Please drink some tea and have a rest." After hearing this, my mother said: "Thank you, my daughter, for these days you have washed my mother's feet and given them to me." Mom brought tea, you have really changed and grown up." I listened to my mother and said, "Mom, tomorrow is Women's Day, it is your holiday, of course I want to do something for you. Tell you, Mom, you have worked hard, I love you." It can be seen that my mother is very happy and happy for my actions. But all I did was bring a cup of tea to my mother, which shows how much my mother loves me. In the future, I will often do things for my mother, such as bringing her a cup of tea, sending her a bouquet of flowers, etc. I want my mother to feel my love too.

Love is sunshine, love is rain and dew. Only when you learn to love your mother, your father, and everyone around you can you understand the true meaning of love. On Women's Day, I also learned to care for my mother, which made me feel extremely happy. Chapter 7: Gift composition for Women’s Day

Today is Women’s Day. I really want to help my mother do a few things to make her have a happy holiday.

At noon, I came home and found that the table was filled with delicious food, but my mother was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, I heard the sound of washing clothes. I went to the laundry table and saw that my mother was washing clothes. I said, "Mom, you go to eat and I'll wash up. Because today is your holiday, I want to make you happy." "Can you do that?" Mom asked with a smile. "Okay" I said. Mom went to eat with some hesitation.

I rolled up my sleeves, took out a piece of clothing, soaked it with water, then put soap on it, and rubbed it vigorously. Rubbing and rubbing, my hands turned red, but there was still a little oil stain on my clothes. I had to rinse it with a brush, and then rinse the clothes with clean water. I washed a few pieces of clothes, and my mother came. Seeing me working hard, my mother smiled, so happy and relieved.

In the evening, I rushed to help my mother wash the dishes again. I arranged the washed dishes and chopsticks neatly. My mother looked at it and said with a smile: "So this is the holiday 'gift' that Yaoyao gave me!"

Although I am more tired than usual today, I am very happy because I let my mother pass. A happy holiday. Chapter 8: Do things for moms on Women’s Day

Today is Women’s Day, a holiday for mothers. I was thinking about giving my mother the most meaningful gift. Send a bouquet of flowers, it's too tacky; send a sweater, it's too expensive and I don't have the money; send a greeting card, it's too ordinary. What to do? I thought hard for a while, and suddenly my eyes lit up, yes! Just buy this! As soon as school was over, I ran to the gift shop as fast as possible to pick up holiday gifts for my mother.

Opening the door of the gift shop, you will see not only a wide variety of products, which is dazzling, but also a sea of ??people, packed with primary school students buying gifts for their mothers.

A small stick of lip balm caught my eye. My mother’s lips are often chapped. In the winter, there are also small cracks. If I have it, my mother’s lips will not only become glossy. It’s so beautiful and makes my mother look several years younger! Thinking of this, I took out the money without hesitation and bought lip balm for my mother.

When I got home, I always felt that something was missing, so I wrapped the lip balm in a beautiful wrapping paper with a latte art on it. How beautiful! I took out the tea leaves, poured boiling water, made a cup of hot tea for my mother, and then put them all on the dining table.

The clock struck seven, and my mother came back on time dragging her tired body. As soon as she entered the door, she saw my "heart". My mother didn't react for a while, but after a while, she cried, I cried with joy. At this moment, I was thinking a lot: How much love my mother has given me in so many days and nights. If I think about it carefully, my mother's love is free! I must let my mother feel my love every day!

Although this is an inconspicuous lip balm, in my mother's eyes, it has become as sacred as the cross, as sweet as candy, and as beautiful as flowers. Because it contains my thousands of beautiful blessings and deep love for my mother!