Pupil mother, I want you to tell you four 600-word compositions.

Pupil mother, I want you to tell you a 600-word composition.

Motherly love is like gentle water, clear and bright, and can be seen everywhere. Maybe it's a hint look, a warm word, a subtle action, a caring exhortation ... how ruthless the years are, dyeing your hair white and your fingers thicker; How short the years are. I grew up with the passage of time, but you took good care of me, took me through babbling and toddlering, and finally ushered in today's high-spirited youth. My daughter knows that you have done a lot for my growth. Time is like a song, it is a moment, deeply imprinted in my heart. ...

Although I was at my desk with a book in my hand, my mind was not here at all. I inadvertently looked up and fixed my eyes on a photo with a light blue photo frame, which I didn't want to move for a long time. This was taken when you were young. You saw me, approached with brisk steps, patted me on the shoulder, and I looked back at you. I was dumbfounded when you took a sip of your mouth with a smile. When, canthus wrinkles; When, your smile is no longer so bright ... less cheerful in the photo, less carefree in the photo.

There are white clouds in the sky and the air on the ground is fresh. I was lying in a white hospital bed, outside the door, and you asked the doctor about my illness. There is anxiety and deep love in your words. The sun took back the last ray of sunshine. Late that night, I vaguely felt my hand clenched and something was pressing on me. I raised my heavy eyelids. So you were afraid that I would push the quilt and freeze, sitting in a chair by the bed and falling asleep on the bed. Suddenly, my nose is sore. I haven't looked at you like this for a long time. Although you are sleeping, you are frowning and mumbling something. Perhaps, it is too tired recently!

Seeing your busy figure every day, I know you are worried about me; Listen, you whisper in the room, I know, this is an unforgettable exhortation to me; I think you are running around at home and outside. I know you are working hard for me again. ...

Daughter can't speak sweet words. Now, I sincerely say, "Thank you, Mom!" "

Pupil mother, I want you to tell you a 600-word composition.

Mom, you usually take care of me, thank you. However, some of your shortcomings make me unbearable. I hope you can correct me after reading this article. Mom, it's really hard to say hello when you meet friends outside. I remember one day, I went to pick up my sister with you. When you meet a friend at school, you start talking to her and talk about Nantong dialect. I almost fainted when I heard your words. In your conversation with others, you actually wiped my face and completely blackened me from beginning to end. There are many complaints in what you said, which makes me sound naughty and rubbish. What is even more hateful is that on the way back, you confidently told me: "You are like this. Am I wrong? " Even if I do, I will tell you solemnly: Don't wash your dirty linen in public!

Mom, your "sunny to heavy rain" is turning too fast! I remember once, my math teacher praised me. After school, I ran home full of joy and told you the good news. You were filled with joy at once, but it was only a flash in the pan. Just when I took out my math book for you to read, you saw a few words on it that were not very pleasant to listen to, and there was no "digging a hole" as you asked, and you immediately became angry. Do you know what I was thinking? What I thought at that time was: I actually have a mother who turns her face faster than turning pages!

Mom, sometimes you hit me when you are angry. It's really cruel I remember when I was in the second grade, I didn't write my homework very well. You slapped me without saying anything. When I was angry, I hit you hard with my hand. You think I'm going to hit you, and your face turns red at once, and you hit me harder. I'm like a punished prisoner, and I don't want to mention how uncomfortable it is.

Mom, I'm glad that your usual requirements are moderate. It would be better if you corrected what I said!

Pupil mother, I want you to tell you a 600-word composition.

Mom, you are always so strict with me. I know you are kind to me, but these days, I have really made progress. The teacher always says, "Wang Jiayi is doing very well these days! Careful work and great progress! " Mom, if you hear this, you will be very happy. If you want to know how I made progress, I'll tell you in detail.

Mom, you don't know, I'm much more serious in class these days than before. I used to be absent-minded in class. I will pay attention to the slightest sign of trouble. After I finished reading it, I don't know where the teacher talked about. I remember once, the teacher asked me to call the roll to answer questions. I stood up slowly and stared at the teacher. I don't know what the teacher asked, and my face is blank. As a result, I was criticized by the teacher, blushing and ashamed. From then on, I secretly vowed that I must overcome the bad habit of deserting in class. Now, I can concentrate on the class without being distracted at all. Sometimes, the teacher asks me to answer questions, and I can speak the answers fluently. I feel very proud. Now, I have become a representative of English class! I believe that in the future, I will study harder and harder, by going up one flight of stairs. Mom, believe me, I will do it!

Mom, my homework is much more beautiful than before. If you don't believe me, look through my exercise book. My handwriting is more neat than before, and my work efficiency is improved. My handwriting used to be so big that it almost filled the whole grid. Now, I have corrected my bad habits, and my writing style is much smaller than before. The teacher also praised me as one of the words written by our group! However, I will make persistent efforts!

Mom, I not only made progress in my studies, but also actively read extracurricular books at home. I used to watch TV whenever I had time, but now I will choose a book I like and read it with relish until I go to bed at night. I understand it as "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu". I will continue this good habit and be a poetic girl.

Mom, I will work harder to make myself better, believe me!

Pupil mother, I want you to tell you a 600-word composition.

Mom, I want to say thank you for giving me all the time in 365 days and nights. Mom, thank you for your selfless dedication to me. I remember last Sunday, my stomach ached, my head was dizzy, my eyes were shining, and my body was as hot as fire, so I had to sit on the bed and rest. But you are like a never-ending machine, constantly running between the room and the kitchen, bringing me a cup of hot water from time to time and telling me, "Come on, son, have a drink of hot water to drive away the germs!" " "I took the glass and drank it off. Mom, you take my temperature for a while, give me medicine for a while, and give me considerate comfort for a while. You don't even care about the sweat on your head. You don't rest for a minute. Looks like you're fighting germs. Many things happen. Under your careful care, I spent a night defeating the germs! I will never forget what you have done for me, mom, you have worked hard!

Mom, thank you for giving up the body in your life for my health. Every time I eat, I always give me some delicious vegetables and big fish and meat first, which makes me full every day. One winter vacation, my weight rose rapidly from 3 1.7 kg to 34.6 kg. And you only eat a small bowl of porridge. When I got home, my stomach hurt so much that I couldn't walk, but I didn't say a word, for fear that I wouldn't eat much in the future. Mom, thank you for your concern for me.

Mom, thank you for your strict requirements for me, so that my grades will improve every day. When I was in my junior year, you checked my homework every day and never let go of any small mistakes, which made me develop good study habits; Before every exam, you always tell me to read carefully and answer questions. I listened to you and got the ideal result every time. Because of this, I successfully crossed the watershed between Grade Three and Grade Four. Mom, I want to thank you for cultivating the rigor and practicality that I have always benefited from.

Mom, I will always remember your selfless dedication to me. I will repay you when I grow up.