To write a composition of about 400 words about my mother, you need to write verve.

Is the most important flower in my life, although she is not as proud as wintersweet; Not as delicate as peony; Not as elegant as Lily. But mothers have a style that is not inferior to theirs.

Once I went out to play because I was careless and didn't finish my homework. When I came back at night, my mother saw that I didn't do my homework well and said, "Are you so careless at all? Don't you know the importance of studying at all?" I ... "I had a big fight with my mother in anger, and then I stormed out." I turned it off because I had my mobile phone and worried that my mother would call. I walked alone, came to the bridge, sat on the pier and looked up at the sky. Said to the star: "Mom is so annoying that she always makes me study, study and manage the east and the west ..."

As time goes on, I feel a little sleepy, but I don't want to go home. Maybe going home is my mother's nagging. I stayed outside for a while, thinking like this, I got off the dock and walked slowly on the road.

Walking, I found myself walking on my way home. I think it's my own fault. Obviously, I didn't do my homework well, so 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 and 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!