Composition by a fourth-grade writer: My mother

My mother is the most beautiful in my eyes. She is of medium height, although she often wears a ponytail simply, but her mouth is small, her nose is neither high nor low, and her eyes are black and bright, which looks very divine.

Mom cares about me very much. Every morning when I was still sleeping, my mother got up and prepared breakfast for me. I don't like vegetables, so my mother sliced them and wrapped me with jiaozi and pancakes. Once, it was sultry and we were having dinner when the power went out. I'm too hot to have an appetite. My mother quickly found a fan and kept fanning me just to let me have an extra bite of rice.

My mother not only cares about my life, but also my study. When I encounter problems in my study, my mother always asks me to read them carefully twice first, and then help me analyze how to do this problem, where to start and teach me some solutions. Before every exam, my mother will help me review and teach me how to review. My study has always been in the leading position in my class, which is inseparable from my mother's hard cultivation.

I am glad that my mother and I are not only like mother and daughter, but also like good friends sometimes. We will play games, jump rope and run together. Sometimes I talk to my mother about some interesting things in school life or some phenomena that I can't understand. At this time, my mother listened to me like a friend and taught me some principles of dealing with people.

I am very happy, I have a good mother! Mom loves me, and I love mom!

My mother is very concerned about me. I have to examine my thoughts before I do anything. If it's right, my mother will agree. If it is not correct, my mother will teach me how to do it better.

Once I learned to ride a bike, and I really want to learn it quickly. My mother held the back seat of my bike and told me to keep an eye on the pedal. I try to ride my bike very fast. My mother suddenly released her hand from the back seat, and I couldn't ride steadily. I fell off a bridge pier at one fell swoop, which was very painful. When I was about to give up, my mother said, "Don't give up, persistence is victory." I began to practice cycling hard for a few days, and finally I can ride it. I competed with my classmates to ride a bike again. I tried my best to chase after it and finally won. I am happy to say to my mother, "Thank you for encouraging me!" " "

My mother also taught me a lot. Every time my mother encourages me, I learn a lot.

I'm glad to have such a good mother.

My mother is chubby and wears a pair of glasses. Because she is a translator, she pays special attention to my English study.

I remember one time, when I was writing my English homework, my mother was reading it. Suddenly she said, "The third letter of your word should be E, not A." After listening to my mother's words, I thought, the teacher said this word was written like this. So I said, "That's one.

There is nothing wrong! "

"Nothing wrong, it's obviously E!" My mother accused me: "You are wrong, and you are still talking back there!" "

I have no choice but to say, "Look it up in the dictionary if you don't believe me!"

In order to prove that she is right, my mother took out her dictionary and looked it up. Unexpectedly, it was A. She was shocked and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong." I smiled and said, "Nothing." Maybe some words she often doesn't use have been forgotten and deserve forgiveness.

My mother is such a person, sometimes she makes mistakes, but she cares about me very much.

My mother is a teacher. Although she looks ordinary, her classmates like her very much because her classes are lively and interesting. I like her, too. She is not only my mother, but also my good friend.

Mom is only 160 cm tall and very thin. But when I am in trouble, I am full of strength. I remember when I was sick, my mother always stayed with me all night, giving me medicine and cooling me down until I got better, and she was exhausted herself.

My mother is also very knowledgeable. She always helps me when I have difficulties in my studies. She also likes reading books and newspapers, and sometimes we discuss state affairs together. My mother likes painting, playing Rubik's Cube and playing table tennis in her spare time. Although the technology is not good, she likes them all.

Usually, my mother is my good friend. She also practices the piano with me. Although she can't play it herself, she is by my side every day to guide my gestures and rhythm. Sometimes, we will play gobang, table tennis and go for a walk on weekends.

But my mother is also very busy, and sometimes she has to prepare lessons and work overtime on weekends. I really hope she can relax.

This is my mother, good mother and good friend.

My mother is a high school teacher. She has bright eyes, bushy eyebrows, an apple-like face and a glib tongue. At work, my mother taught me very carefully and mentioned that my mother didn't have a word of praise. It's even stricter for me.

Once, in order to make me understand a profound truth, my mother told me again and again, but I still couldn't understand it. My mother was very angry and seemed to say, "I must find out why you don't understand." After my mother's careful explanation, I found out that I was not stupid, but I was not focused. She severely criticized me and "hit" me and took my beloved toy. I really wanted to cry at that time, thinking that my mother was really "bad"!

Once, one of my mother's students was stopped by a roadblock with an anxious look on his face. She was seen by her mother's eyes, which are good at finding problems. She went to her seat and said, "What problem can't be done? Let me tell you something. " My mother explained it to her carefully, but she was playing below. My mother saw it and didn't criticize her. She only said a few words. Look, how good mom is to her students! But for me, my mother is so eccentric.

This is my mother. Do you think she is good? I think she is the worst. She is a person who thinks less about herself and more about others.

My mother has long black hair, but after a long time, my mother thinks it is too troublesome to wash, so she decides to cut it off. One evening, my mother came home with a "watermelon taro" hairstyle. I almost didn't recognize this as my mother.

Under the hair is a white oval face. He has a pair of big black and bright eyes on his face. Mother's face color is very strange, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy, changeable. When I do a good thing, or get an ideal result in the exam, my mother's face will immediately burst into a bright smile, and even her eyes will squint. At this time, my mother's face will become round, just like a big sun, sunny. When I didn't study hard or yell at my grandmother, my mother's face immediately changed, sunny days turned cloudy, and then she scolded me in harsh language. I gradually learned to do things seriously and be a man in my mother's reprimand.

My mother has a pair of dexterous hands, which can not only make my favorite pickled fish, but also embroider all kinds of beautiful cross-stitch, especially the fast typing speed on the keyboard, which makes me envy.

In the future, I hope my mother will be happy every day and always have a bright smile on her face.

"Hey, hey, get up quickly, or you'll be late!" This sound is like the sound of a machine gun firing, and it "chug chug" is like a speeding voice bullet bombarded by a strong wind, shooting at me in my sleep. This is my "machine gun".

In the morning, when the fog over the earth was still hazy, the "machine gun" launched the first round of shooting at me: "It's raining, it's raining, the sun is coming out!" Come on, come on! "Under the machine gun fire, I narrowed one eye and glanced at the alarm clock. The hour hand is between six and seven. I thought to myself, "What is the sun shining on? It's still so early ... ",but no matter what I think, the" machine gun "is still shooting at me in waves.

Finally, it was breakfast time, and the machine gun launched a fierce attack on me: "Don't just eat meat, but eat more fruits and vegetables ..." In order to make my ears less painful, I eat faster than wolves and sneak faster than rabbits every day. Before the machine gun could react, I quickly solved the breakfast three times, five times and two times and waved goodbye.

After school, ding zero zero, ding zero, I ran home and fell into the attack range of "machine gun" again: I just opened the door and stepped into the room. A bottle of yogurt with the right temperature appeared in front of me like magic. How can we meet them everywhere? "Drink yogurt, then do your homework, and then you can go out to play. Walking, cycling, swimming ... "

Everyone can't imagine who is the "machine gun" that always sweeps me at this moment. That's my dear mother.

I fall asleep in her warm arms every day and grow up with her screams and love! I thank my machine gun. It's good to be her son!

My mother is not tall, fat or thin. She wears a red sweater, a pair of dark blue jeans and a pair of crystal high-heeled shoes. Her nose is small, her mouth is a little big, and her big bright eyes are nice.

I remember once, I went out. The clothes I wore that day were very thin and the weather was very cold. I was shivering outside, and suddenly my eyes lit up and my mother came! My mother brought me thick clothes. I put them on and feel very warm and comfortable.

I still remember one time, I did badly in the exam and was very sad. When I got home, my mother not only didn't bother me, but comforted me: "Son, it doesn't matter if you didn't do well in this exam. Do the wrong question again and work hard in the future. " After listening to my mother's words, I was very moved and made up my mind to study hard and repay my mother with excellent results.

Look, this is my mother, gentle and kind. I love my mother.

In my life, the person who has the most profound influence on me is my mother. She is of medium height, with short black hair, reddish face and big bright eyes like a magnifying glass, and seems to be able to see through your inner thoughts at a glance.

My mother taught me to be honest from an early age and not to covet the petty advantages of others. Not long ago, I encountered such a thing, which impressed me deeply and touched me a lot.

At noon that day, I came home from cram school, and the burning sun burned me. As I walked, I kept fanning the cool air with advertising paper, but the sweat kept rolling down my face like a broken bead, and a drop of sweat rolled into my eyes, which stung me to go home quickly.

As soon as I got home, I found my mother shopping downstairs. I ran to her and said, "Mom! Today, the sun is as hot as a stove, and people will get sunburned. I want to buy a popsicle to eat. " My mother grabbed my hand and said, "Come on, girl, I'll take you to buy a popsicle."

Three steps and two steps, we went to the place where popsicles were sold. I picked up the popsicle. My mother took out a 100 bill from her purse and handed it to the aunt who sold popsicles. After my aunt found the money, my mother and I left without counting. When I got home, I sat in the yard enjoying the cool while eating an old popsicle. It's beautiful to ask my mother to open the door-beautiful. My mother counted the money back again, cocked her head and said to me, "Hey! Isn't that right? A * * * is 7 yuan, how can I get 95 yuan back? " Hearing this, I said happily, "This is great! The popsicle seller was confused and called 2 yuan. Mom, can you give me two yuan? " My mother glared at me and said angrily, "We should return the extra two yuan, and we should not covet other people's things to take advantage." . Moreover, it is not easy for people to earn that money in 30-40 degrees weather. "After that, my mother braved the scorching sun to give the two yuan to the aunt who sold popsicles.

When I sleep at night, I lie in bed, tossing and turning, but I can't sleep. Always thinking about what happened during the day, I suddenly understood a truth in my heart: to be honest, honesty should start from small things, not because of a little immediate benefit, honesty is the most important thing.

This is my most admired mother, an honest and kind mother. You are my mirror and I love you.

She is an ordinary housewife in her thirties. Her round face has both a faint blush and traces left by years. There are large and small freckles on his face, and he is less than five feet tall. Although she is as ordinary as I said, she is different from other mothers in children's minds.

On the first day of May Day holiday, my mother and I went to Mei Lanfang Park to play. But there were so many people on the bus that we waited for an hour before a crowded bus arrived. Very not easy to squeeze into the car, not for a while, the eagle-eyed mother found three seats behind, her eyes suddenly lit up and took my hand and rushed over. I've never seen her run so fast. Even if Bolt comes to squeeze the bus, he can't outrun her. There are still a few steps away. It seems that my mother was afraid of being robbed by others, so she threw her LV bag on the seat first, occupied the position first, and then sat on it at once. Although I despise my mother's impatience, I am still surprised to ask, "Mom, are you sitting in the back for the convenience of others?" After listening to my words, my mother gave me a hard gouge, looked around and whispered, "You are such a good boy, you don't have to give up your seat here." After listening to her words, I gave a long sigh. Although her words surprised me, they were in my expectation. In the next journey, her face showed a satisfied expression and she couldn't help humming a ditty. In the contemptuous eyes of others, I had to sit next to her to show that I didn't know her.

This is my mother, with a hint of meanness in the ordinary and a hint of meanness in the ordinary. Love to take advantage is her greatest feature, but she is my mother after all.