Novel birthday composition 600 words

The 600-word birthday composition for the novel can be referenced as follows:

I held up a large plate with cake and bit into the cake bite by bite. I tasted the sweetness of the cake and savored it. Chew carefully...

I was born on July 7, 20xx, during the scorching summer, very hot. Since the summer vacation, I rarely go out. My mother is a glorious people's teacher. After our holiday, my mother will continue to work for more than ten days. On my birthday, she will also have to go to work. I thought my mother would not celebrate my birthday with me, but She would buy me a cake and some gifts. Unexpectedly, my mother asked for leave that day. You know, mother does not ask for leave at will!

At noon that day, my mother went to the cake shop to pick up the cake we had ordered in advance. . After getting the cake, my mother returned home dusty. I took the cake and opened the exquisite cake box. What was in front of me was a fruit cake that looked mouth-watering. After lighting the birthday candles and singing the birthday song, I couldn't wait to pick up the cake knife and cut the cake into several parts. I picked the largest part and put it on my plate.

At this time, my mother said: "You have grown up and should be sensible. Before eating the cake, should you think about a problem?" I asked casually: "What problem?" "You know "What day is the day you were born to your mother?" said her mother. I pondered for a while, suddenly enlightened, and blurted out: "It's my mother's Good Friday!"

I suddenly understood that my smooth birth was due to my mother "risking her life" and "going through all kinds of hardships." In exchange! I remember my father once told me that the moment I was born successfully, my thin mother was in a coma for a long time, which scared my father to the point of being confused. Thinking of this, I was enlightened and hurriedly held the largest piece of cake in front of my mother respectfully: "Mom, you have worked hard! Please eat the cake!"

I was eating the cake, I feel it is so sweet, and at the same time I can't help but think: If it weren't for my mother, how could I eat such a sweet cake now? Where would I still be today?

My birthday is also my birthday. On my mother’s Good Friday, I thought: My mother should not give me a gift, but I should give her a gift!

For future birthdays, I will never ask my mother for a gift, but on this day, I I will definitely do at least one thing for my mother!