Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother.

In everyday life, everyone will inevitably touch or use composition. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed, concise language that they can understand to a developed, standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. I believe many friends are very upset about writing. The following is my carefully arranged composition: My mother, for reference only, welcome to read.

My mother 1 lives in my house, a family of five.

I am usually a little lazy, so is my father, not to mention my two sisters. My mother does all the usual housework by herself. My mother is not tall. The face is a little dark. She wakes me and my father at five every morning. My sister passed by in high school a long time ago. You see, first she lifted the quilt and shook me, and then she called my dad before I woke up. Hardly had we got up when my mother brought hot water. After washing my face, my mother quickly put porridge on the table and said to us, "Eat while it's hot. I have to go to school later. You just had dinner. " After her mother took the bowl away and washed it, she began to be busy again. After mopping the floor several times, I made my bed and went out. When I got downstairs, I saw my neighbors moving things and helped me move to the fourth floor. Then I remembered that I went to the vegetable market to buy food.

I remember once, when I was at school, it rained heavily. I looked at the sky and sighed, thinking that I had to go home in the rain. When I got home, I found that my mother hadn't come home yet, so I called my father. My father said, "My mother goes out with an umbrella when it rains heavily. Why hasn't she come back yet? " You're not here to pick you up, are you? ""impossible, I would have come back. Forget it, I'll look for it at school! "When I rode my bike to school, it was already past seven and it was already dark. At this moment, I saw a familiar figure under the tree. I rushed over and found that it was my mother now. I remember when I asked her why she didn't go home, she said she would go home before me. At that time, my eyes couldn't control tears, and my eyes were full of sunrise. Mom quickly asked me what was wrong, and I smiled and said nothing. When I got home, my mother started cooking again.

I love my mother.

Xiaoshengchu wrote an essay: My mother 2 "There is only kindness in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures." Everyone should have heard this folk song! Yes, everyone heard what this song wanted. When we are young, we should be coaxed to sleep by the song market! I'm fine.

Wake me up every morning, and I always say, "I know, it's annoying!" " "Always pull me to wear, a pull off, a pull off, repeated several times. But always took pains to pull me until I woke up, so I put it on. I understand from my every move that it is maternal love.

Always leave the most beautiful tears when I am sick. "Ha P-"I had a fever and dropped my pen. I immediately stopped what I was doing and took me to the hospital. "Oh," the fever is forty degrees, damn it! I immediately fainted in my arms. When I woke up, my eyes were red and full of tears. I know from tears that it is maternal love.

Motherly love,

It is a kiss printed on the forehead before the child goes to bed;

Motherly love,

It is a tear in the corner of the eye when the child is sick;

Motherly love,

It is the voice that children hang on their lips before going out;

Motherly love,

It's the smile on the child's face when he gets it.

Motherly love is irreplaceable by fatherly love. Maternal love, yes, selfless, we should cherish maternal love.

Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 3 My mother is a beautiful mother. She has thin eyebrows and a pair of eyes. She is slim and looks good in any clothes. My mother likes shopping, buying new clothes and chatting with others. She often talks endlessly.

My mother is very concerned about me. One night, I was sick and had a fever, and my father went to work. My mother took me to the hospital in one breath and hung up the water with me. After hanging the water, I came home with a fever. My mother kept by my side and kept applying two wet towels to my forehead in turn, so I stayed up all night until my fever went down. Later, my father knew that my helpless mother could actually hold me sick. He said that this is the power of maternal love! My mother not only cares about me in life, but also gives me a lot of help in my study. Bought me a lot of study materials, taught me the correct learning methods, cultivated my habit of independent thinking, and asked me to be serious when studying and enjoy myself when playing.

On holidays, my mother often takes me to play, so that I can get in touch with nature, relax, relieve the pressure of study and cultivate my sentiment. Usually, my mother and I study together, play games, chat and laugh together like good friends. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Mom, you have worked hard for me and made your own efforts. I must study hard now, and I will honor you and repay you when I grow up. Thank you for taking care of me over the years. I love my mother, my mother is the best mother in the world!

Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 4 I lost my mother since I was a child. Soon, my father brought a woman. My father pointed to the woman and said, "Xi, call mom." I glared at the woman and left. The woman's name is Chen Wei, and she works in the Finance Bureau. From that day on, I often contradict her. One day, I quarreled with other classmates. As soon as I finished lunch, I went to make an appointment with some classmates, ready to teach that classmate a lesson. It's a pity that I suddenly met my mother, no, I should say my stepmother. She said to me, "daughter, where are you going?" I said grumpily, "Don't worry!" She stopped me and said, "I don't care, who cares! "You are my child!" "I was not born to you!" As soon as the words were finished, I ran away. The last classmate told me that my stepmother was crying. I said, "Serves you right!"

I went home one night and pushed the door, but the door was closed. I was a bit like a boy, so I went to sleep through the window. In the morning, my stepmother came to my bed as soon as she got up. I slept soundly, but I was awake. I deliberately pushed the quilt, and she immediately covered it for me. I think it's not just a lie, it's all fake. Thinking of this, I pushed the quilt hard again, and I pushed the quilt by more than half. At this time, my stepmother seemed to realize that I was pretending to be sick, so she shouted loudly, "Do you think I dare to hit people!" "One of my carp sat up and shouted," I'm not easy to bully! " "I went to school. When I came back, I found her child crying! But I didn't take it to heart because I thought she deserved it.

How time flies! After several months, my impression of her is still so bad. But in the end, one thing changed my view of her.

Once, because I didn't finish my thinking questions, I went home very late. My stepmother came to pick me up. When she saw that I hadn't finished my homework, she talked one by one until I understood. Suddenly, she was weak and sweaty. As soon as I saw it, I called the teacher. The teacher helped her stepmother to her seat. I went to make a phone call and an ambulance came soon. When the stretcher carried my stepmother to the car, she was still saying, "Tong Xi is my child, I want to take her back!" " "at this time, I want to call' mom', but my mouth seems to be blocked by something and I can't say anything. When the stretcher bearer was about to close the door, I rushed over and shouted, "mom, I'll go home with you. I'll never be angry with you again!" " "At this time, two lines of tears flowed out from my mother's eyes.

Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mom 5 My mom, my mom, my mom is the best person in the world for me. My mother has never hurt me and has always defended me. I'm really afraid of leaving her one day when I grow up.

In this family, mother's responsibility is the heaviest. Whenever I let my mother rest, my mother always says that she is not tired and wants to earn money for me to support me. At this time, my heart is particularly painful. I really wanted to cry with my mother, but I was afraid that my mother would worry, so I held back.

Whenever I see my hardworking mother, I can't help crying. I still remember when I was a child, I was sleeping. I woke up in the middle of the night and saw my haggard mother sewing clothes for my sister and me under the lamp. Only then did I know how great and charitable my mother was. When my mother works at home, she always goes to bed late, even stays up late. It's really too difficult. I love my mother.

When I was 7 years old, I was sick, and my mother was particularly anxious. But I vaguely remember that when I was sick, my mother ignored everything (it snowed heavily and my mother was poorly dressed) and immediately took me to a hospital far from home. Then my mother became ill, but she insisted on cooking for me and taking care of me every day. An Wei is here to take care of my little daughter regardless of herself. I asked my mother to see a doctor, but she just wouldn't go, saying that she wanted me to take care of the disease. She just bought some medicine for herself, and everyone knows that taking medicine alone can't cure the disease. But mom is so persistent.

But I just love my mother, because only my mother is the best person in the world.

Xiaoshengchu wrote an essay: My mother 6 My mother is about 1 m 6 in height, well-proportioned, with shiny black hair, bright eyes under heavy eyebrows, but a little nearsighted, and a nagging mouth under the straight nose, which is both gentle and strict to me.

Every time I look up information online, my mother often nags, "Just look up information, not play games." Every time I eat, my mother often nags, "Eat quickly, don't be picky about food." At school, he nagged me again: "observe school discipline." After school, my mother often nags, "Do your homework quickly."

Once, because I was in a bad mood, I was doing my homework while kicking the table. My mother, who was cooking, stopped what she was doing, came over to comfort me, touched my head and said, "Zhang Saiyang, if you have anything unhappy, tell her." My mother is willing to be your good friend and wants to hear about your troubles. She is more willing to share your worries and difficulties. Say it, and you will feel better. " Sure enough, at some point, my mood suddenly widened.

Another time, I was late for school on Friday, and my mother asked me, "Why did you come home so late?" I said, "Help my classmates on duty." Mom shook her head and said, "No, you are lying. You must be mistaken to look so sad. " I have to bow my head and admit my mistake. It turned out that after school, Liu Xiaofeng and I pushed, squeezed and kicked, but Miss Wang stayed and accepted the criticism. When my mother found out, she severely criticized me. Then my mother said kindly, "First of all, lying is not a good boy, so I must be a civilized and disciplined student at school ..."

This is my mother, a nagging, gentle and strict mother. In order to repay my mother's love for me, I must be a sensible and filial boy!

Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: Mom left 7 and found herself on her way home. I think it's my own fault. Obviously, I didn't do my homework and went out to play, but I quarreled with my mother and sulked. Should I? Thinking of my mistakes, I feel a little sorry for my mother. Forget it, I'd better hurry home. I think my mother must be in a hurry. What time is it now? I turned on my cell phone. Oh, my God! Eleven missed calls, twenty short messages, you know, mom rarely sends messages, almost never. Suddenly, how will she feel? I dare not call back for fear of hearing my mother's anxious voice. I quickly sent a short message, "Mom, I'm home." Then I ran home with all my strength, home-that's my refuge.

When I got home, I took out my key and gently opened the door. I crept into the house and the light came on. My mother came out of the room and said to me calmly, "Go to bed after taking a shower." After washing, I lay in bed thinking that my mother would forgive me. My mother's expression has told me that she has forgiven me. My mother is very tolerant to me, but I am always rebellious, always covered with thorns, making others bloody aware of their existence. I rode on the plain of life, and my mother accompanied me all the way in my underage days, with no regrets. Mother is a flower, let me learn tolerance; Mother is a flower, which has taught me patience. Mother is a flower, let me learn to pay; Mother is a flower, which taught me to be strong; Mother is a flower, which taught me to persist.

"A loving mother holds a thread in her hand and makes clothes for her wayward boy's body" makes me truly realize the greatness of maternal love. Mom is a flower in my life, the most important flower in my life, and the most beautiful flower in my life. It also made me deeply understand, "But an inch of grass has a lot of affection, and he has three spring scenery." The real meaning!

Xiaoshengchu wrote an essay: My mother 8 "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure …" Every time I sing this song, I will think of my mother. Do you want to hear my mother's story? Then listen to me.

My mother has a beautiful curly hair, a white oval face, a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes, and always smiles every day.

My mother is most concerned about my study. As soon as I come home from school, my mother always asks me, "Did the teacher understand everything today?" "Did you listen carefully in class today?" Something like that Every time I write a composition, my mother always provides me with some information. When I have difficulties in writing my composition, my mother always gives me some advice, which makes me feel very open-minded and thoughtful. Whenever I get some achievements, she always encourages me: "Don't be proud, keep working hard and strive for greater progress."

My mother not only cares about me at school, but also takes care of me in life. Every morning, my mother insists on getting up early and cooking porridge and eggs for me. She always said that eggs are rich in protein and lecithin, which makes them remember when they grow up. In the evening, my mother never forgets to bring me a cup of hot milk and watch me drink it before going to bed.

When I was practicing the guzheng, my mother always left everything behind and devoted herself to practicing with me.

This is my mother, and I am proud to have such a mother! I am determined to study hard and honor my parents when I grow up.

My mother is like an endless blue sky, and I am like a happy bird. My mother is like an endless sea, and I am like a cheerful little fish. My mother is like a leafy tree, and I am like a new green leaf.

My mother is like an alarm clock. Every time I want to sleep late, my mother's "alarm clock" keeps ringing: "Baby, get up quickly, you will be late for school!" When I came home from school, my mother didn't stop: "Stop playing and do your homework!" " "When it gets a little colder, my mother starts nagging again:" Put on more clothes and don't catch cold. "When the weather is getting hotter and hotter, the" alarm clock "is calling again:" Eating less popsicles is not good for your health ".

My mother is also like an excellent cook. Every day, as soon as we step into the house, we can hear the "symphony" coming from the kitchen. Yes, the player is mom. I saw her wearing an apron and her sleeves rolled up like a bee. From time to time, she gave instructions to her father: "You help me choose vegetables." "Take out the braised pork quickly!" "Pass me the salt!" ..... Don't say, mom's cooking is almost reaching the "five-star" level.

My mother also drives me to and from school every day like a driver. Every day, I was born behind her. Under the scorching sun, she sheltered me from the sun. She sheltered me from the wind and snow in the cold winter. In this way, she carried me behind her back, like a fish, through every street and alley, and spent one spring and autumn after another.

My mother is the best mother in the world. She seems to be omnipotent, but I know that my mother is actually in pain. It is because of her that our little family can become so beautiful and happy. Mom, you have worked hard, I love you!

Xiaoshengchu wrote an essay: Mother's maternal love is a huge flame. -inscription

Motherly love is pure, it is the seed of the soul; Maternal love is beautiful, it is the sweetest of all kinds of honey; Maternal love is warm, it is the brightest of all the golden lights; Motherly love is varied, and it is always changing ways to motivate you.

One Sunday afternoon, I just finished my major and was ready to go home. Suddenly, there were dark clouds outside, and the sky was dark and stuffy. A gust of wind came, lightning pierced the sky, thunder was deafening, and suddenly, the downpour poured down like a waterfall. Bean-sized raindrops hit the eaves and flowed to the ground, and the ground suddenly merged into a cheerful flowing stream. Looking around, there is a huge bead curtain hanging between heaven and earth, and a confused rain scene is presented in front of us.

I'm not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful rain scene. I stood at the door of the classroom and looked around anxiously, hoping to find the familiar figure from the water curtain. Five minutes later, I saw my mother coming downstairs with an umbrella and waving to me.

"It's mom!" I was ecstatic, thinking and running to hide under my mother's umbrella. Mother secretly inclined her umbrella to me, for fear that the rain would rain on me, and half of her shoulders had been ruthlessly wet by the rain. After I found out, I quickly pushed the umbrella to my mother and said, "Mom, don't push the umbrella to my side. If you go on like this, you will catch a cold! " "

My mother said, "It's okay, I'm an adult. I won't catch a cold if it rains a little. " You are a child with weak resistance. Mom is fine. "

Motherly love is like an umbrella. The densely woven warp and weft is a mother's meticulous care for her children. Motherly love is an ancient umbrella handle, which holds up a warmth and lets her children take a nap under the umbrella. The eight prominent corners of the umbrella represent that wherever you go, your mother will exude deep love.

Xiaoshengchu composition: My mother 1 1 My mother is thirty-five years old and a middle school teacher. Although my mother will correct homework and give lectures to students at school one day, she doesn't feel tired at home.

My mother likes beauty. She looked at herself in the mirror and said, "Hey, there are wrinkles and spots on her face." Later, I was told that I used genuine products, including several eye creams and masks. Wipe it in front of the mirror in the morning and pat it with your hand twice a day. I haven't ignored them once. After a month, my mother's face turned a little white, and my colleagues at school praised her for turning white. Of course my mother is cute.

These days, my mom's colleague talked about perm again. As soon as my mother heard that it was another chance to be beautiful, she went to get a perm. After coming back, she bought something to wear on her head and stood in front of the mirror and praised her hair for being permed well. Then she chased her father and asked her how her hair was set. Her father didn't talk and didn't want to do anything, so he had to praise her again and again. So her mother grabbed the tail of youth and wouldn't let go.

My mother also pays special attention to feeding me. In the evening, I sit on the sofa and watch TV. My mother said. "Eat an apple. Golden apples in the morning, silver apples in the afternoon and copper apples in the evening. Although it is a copper apple now, it is better than nothing. " "You should buy some spareribs tomorrow. Children should grow up and need to eat something good. " Mom said to dad seriously. Mom was satisfied when she saw that I was fat.

My mother loves beauty so much and pays attention to my figure.

My mom 12 Today is Women's Day on March 8th.

On my way to school in the morning, my mother saw a flower seller at the school gate. I hurried to school because I was in a hurry to open the door for my classmates in the classroom. After school at noon, grandpa came to pick me up. I see the flower seller is still there. I discussed with grandpa and asked him to buy me two flowers. I want to give them to my grandmother and mother.

Grandpa is very happy. We chose two flowers together. One is red for grandma. One bunch is purple. I want to give it to my mother. I got into grandpa's car with two bright flowers in my hand. Because my mother is still at work, grandpa asked me to put the flowers for my mother in the car. I strongly object. I said I'll give it to my mother myself. I finally agreed to put it in the car.

When I got home, I said to my grandmother, "Grandma, I sent you a bunch of flowers. I wish you happiness every day! " "Grandma is very, very happy. I asked my grandmother to hold the flowers, and I took a picture of him. I want to leave this happy moment to my grandmother.

After dinner, grandpa sent me home, and I gave my mother the flowers I had prepared long ago. Mom said happily, "thank you, baby!" " "I said," Happy Women's Day to my mother, happy every day! " "Mom later said, I also wish the baby good health and progress in learning! Happy holidays to No.38 Horse! "

Xiaoshengchu wrote a composition: My mother 13 My most respected person is my mother, and my favorite person is also my mother. My mother gave me life and taught me the truth of being a man. My mother gave me selfless love and made me thrive.

My mother has thick long hair and a round face. My mother's face is like a red apple. Curved eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, medium build, slim figure. My mother is about thirty years old and wears a pair of golden glasses. My mother is beautiful, gentle, generous, caring and careful. Give me something good first.

One day, my mother and I were on our way home from learning cucurbit silk when we saw an old man selling small fish. I rushed over and saw all kinds of fish tanks on the ground, including parrot fish, peacock fish, arowana, goldfish and so on. I said, "Mom, let's buy some small fish." Mom said, "OK, how many?" I said, "buy six fish!" " "We bought six guppies and took them home carefully and happily.

Mother cleaned the fish tank, and then I gently put the small fish in the fish tank. As soon as the little fish entered the fish tank, they swam happily in the water. Mom said, "I'll let you raise these little fish in the future!" " "I said," Ha ha, that's great! "I know my mother is cultivating my patience and love for small animals, and I will become a useful person to society in the future.

My mother has brought me a wonderful life. I will study hard and make progress every day to repay my mother's kindness. Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like babies. Zhao Jiaxin

I am happy because I have a good mother. I felt extremely proud when I mentioned my mother. My uncle and aunt all say that I have a good mother, and my classmates envy me for having a good mother.

My mother is of medium height, fair skin and bright eyes full of love. She is cheerful, open-minded and smart.

My mother is a Chinese teacher, but she doesn't put too much pressure on me in my study. She often says to me: "study is your own business, and good study habits are more important than grades." Although she said so, I know that she still wants me to do well in the exam, but she just doesn't want to give me too much mental pressure. Of course, I didn't let her down, and my grades have been good.

I am a careless person. Either you read the numbers wrong, or you forgot to do the problem. I lost a lot of points in an exam because of carelessness. Now my mother is unhappy: "You can't be so irresponsible. This is not a question of ability, but a question of attitude, which must be changed. " I said, "Mom, don't worry. When I grow up, I will definitely get rid of this careless bad habit. " Mother said seriously, "Why wait until you grow up?" After listening to my mother, my face turned red.

In my life, my mother cares about me in every way. Once, I had chickenpox, and my mother risked being infected. She bathes me, rubs medicine and disinfects my clothes every day. Looking at my mother's busy figure and enjoying the warmth given by her, my itching and pain seem to be less uncomfortable.

The poor inherit the wind. My mother works hard every day for my study and life. What an amiable and lovely mother! I must repay my mother's kindness with my own practical actions.

My mother 15 My mother is thirty-four years old.

I think this age is very beautiful, because my mother is just right in height and sometimes she wears makeup. Every time my mother puts on makeup, she looks beautiful. I stared at her, wearing a beautiful skirt. How beautiful!

Mom's cooking is delicious. I can cook anything I want. The delicious food cooked by my mother makes my mouth water. I think she is a great cook.

When I was very young, I only lived with my mother. I got sick easily when I was a child. Other people's children are accompanied by their parents to the hospital, and I only have my mother at a time. Once I had a fever and a cough for almost half a month. My mother took me to the maternity hospital to hang salt water every day. One day, before it was my turn to register, my mother and I sat on a small stone pier in the shade. My mother doesn't know what to eat or throw up. At this time, a man next to her told her, "There is a hospital in Yuyao that sees cough very well." My mother took me to the hospital at once because I didn't know the way. We asked a lot of people. This road is too small for cars to enter. My mother went to the hospital behind my back, and my mother was out of breath. Finally, my cough has also been taken seriously in Yuyao.

Students, do you think my mother is great? She is a capable, hardworking and beautiful mother. I said to her, "I will be as great as my mother when I grow up, and I will treat you ten times better!" " "

My mother is so beautiful and capable. What's your mother like?