"alas! Son, why are you so stupid? Did you listen carefully in class? There are still several weeks before the final exam. Do you know that?/You know what? You still play Moore Manor! Study hard and you will have a happy life when you grow up, won't you? So I made up my mind that in addition to completing the homework assigned by the teacher every day, I also want you to do two sets of extracurricular problems. " I shouted, "Are you finished? You are obviously adding to my burden. Tired of it! " As I spoke, tears came out of my eyes. My mother was even angrier when she saw me like this, and said, "Are you going to rebel? You have really grown up! " Hearing this, I also flew into a rage. So there was a VS "final" between my mother and me. We fought without weakness. My mother looked at me with strange eyes as if she were crazy. I was very sad, but I closed my eyes tightly to avoid tears.
After a silence for a while, I calmed down and felt that it was really too much to treat my mother like this. I regret it, and tears can't help flowing down. At this time, there are two hands stroking my face, so gentle and so happy. I turned around and threw myself into my mother's arms in pain. Mom smiled and said, "Son, it was mom's fault just now. I should let you relax and have a free space like a bird! " "At this time, my mother and I both laughed, and we laughed so sweetly.
I think it is getting closer and closer to the final exam. Everything my mother said is in my heart. I must take it as my motto. I understand my mother's good intentions, and I will definitely make up for my mistakes with excellent results.
2. I understand the good intentions of my parents. I finally understand your good intentions. The familiar melody flows through my fingers again, without stumbling. In a trance, I seem to see the crying girl playing reluctantly in front of the piano, while you are sitting behind her and staring at her. I still have my notes from class 323131335323635438+034313032313635354336. In the blink of an eye, I have grown so big.
Piano, I didn't propose to learn it by myself at the beginning, so the process of learning will naturally not be so happy. First of all, you should recognize the music score and notes, and it's boring. You should go to the teacher's house for class every week.
At that time, when I was young, you would ask for leave to accompany me to class and take notes for me. When I first started playing the piano, you would also point at me. But later, learning the piano became more and more bitter. I had to play for two hours every night, so I had to be supervised. I heard that many parents will take a ruler to supervise and beat me if I don't play well, which makes me tremble all the time. It's a good thing you didn't use a ruler, but it's enough to recite the scriptures endlessly before and after meals.
Several times, because I played a few wrong notes or missed a beat or two, I was cried by your sharp mouth. Seeing me cry, you raised your voice, and I cried even harder. Later, the more I played, the more uncomfortable I felt. I didn't want to play anymore, and my feelings for the piano changed from liking to hating. Gradually, the daily practice time is reduced to one hour, half an hour and twenty minutes, and the piano class is also a few empty classes.
Learning is getting busier and busier, and my interest in piano is getting weaker and weaker. But even so, you won't let me give up practicing piano and practice with me every night. Finally, I reached the level of 10, and wanted to stop practicing the piano under the pretext of rest, but you still wouldn't let me give up, saying that as long as I persisted, I would taste the sweetness, so I kept insisting. Gradually, I also learned to persist in my study and life. I will persist and struggle through my own efforts, and then I will succeed and taste the sweet fruit after persistence.
Now practicing the piano, because there is no pressure to pass the exam, I will be more free to find the soul of music, and I will enjoy the process of playing the piano more. My tears brought me today's achievements, and we persisted together, so now we are very happy together. Thank you, let me learn to persist and let me know that you can't give up halfway. Nothing is impossible as long as you persist. Persistence is the foundation of victory. Maybe today's troubles are tomorrow's. Mom, thank you for your kindness. I finally understand.
3. Write a composition about my mother. From birth to growth, there is one person who has helped me the most, given me the most love and the best intentions, and that is our beloved mother. The birth of every child is a painful test and challenge for many mothers. The growth of every child is a difficult beginning of a mother's life.
Everyone's mother has her own way of loving her children, including strict love, encouraging love, cordial love, obvious love and hidden love ... My mother's love for me is unknown love, which is reflected in small things.
I remember it was another summer day. The wind seemed to be scared away by the sun, and even the clouds disappeared without a trace. I came home from my teacher's house. My mother didn't pick me up by bike as usual, so we had to walk to the station and go home by bus. The station is far from here, so we have to walk some distance to get to it. On the way, I felt sweat running down my hair, flowing over my face, DC flowing to the ground, and my lips were very dry. It seems that not only I am hot, but also the willows on the roadside are drooping their heads and chirping "cicada-cicada" in the trees. Suddenly, a chill came over my face. It turned out to be a cold drink shop. "Mom, I want to buy an ice cream." I looked at the soda fountain and couldn't help saying. "Then buy one." Mom agreed, and I bought an ice cream that was still cold. "Mom, aren't you going to buy one?" I asked my mother, and she said it was too cold and my stomach was upset. I insist that my mother take a bite. It's cold, but she just won't eat it. There are times when the thigh can't beat the arm. Finally, at my insistence, my mother only took a sip. The food she eats is sweet and fragrant. Looking at my mother, I feel my eyes are a little blurred and I want to cry. Come to think of it, since I started learning piano, my mother has been frugal every day and never spent a penny more. For my future, my mother has paid too much. I won't let my tears flow, for fear that my mother will find that I can't eat the ice cream in my mother's hand.
It's still hot, but I'm not hot at all, not because of the coolness brought by ice cream, but because of my mother's love.
Mother is a sacred role. I think my mother is like an angel sent by heaven to protect me. She raised me with love, educated me with her heart, and pinned all her good hopes on me. And I, how can I repay my mother? Money, status, rights, studies … are all material satisfaction, which can never repay my mother's love for me. A little respect and filial piety is not enough.
"But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays."
May I? This one is good!
4. My mother wrote "The Wind after Poverty" with good intentions. Which parent doesn't love their children? My parents are no exception, but my parents love me in different ways! Some parents regard their children as "the apple of their eyes", so that the wind can't blow and the rain can't hit, and they become "little princesses" and "little emperors" at home.
But since I was a child, my parents let me fold the quilt and do housework, saying it was for my own good, but I always thought my mother wanted to be lazy, so I deliberately did it badly every time. Once, I was cleaning my room and my good friend came to see me.
Seeing my good friend coming, I immediately put down my work and went to see my good friend. My good friend left, and then I found that my home was not only untidy, but also messy and dirty.
I'll look at the time again. Mom will be off work soon. Well, mom will be back soon anyway. I can't clean up this mess. It's better to make it dirtier and let mom clean it up! Mom came back. She saw the floor was so dirty, but I was lying on the sofa eating snacks and watching TV, so she scolded me.
At dinner in the evening, when my mother gave me the dish clip, I was ungrateful and gave it to my grandmother. After dinner, my mother asked me, "Are you still angry?" "Hum!" "I just called you too heavy, but I did it for your own good, in order to make you no longer rely on your parents when you grow up.
"Although, my mother earnestly said for a long time, I think my mother is just making excuses, so it goes in one ear and out the other.
Now that I have grown up, I finally understand my mother's intentions! People often say that maternal love is the greatest, purest and most beautiful! This sentence is absolutely right! Because it can make people happen quietly without preparation. Just like the sunshine in winter warms me.
The drizzle in spring moistens me, the bright moonlight illuminates me, and the road of life accompanies me.
I feel my parents' love with my heart. The greatest love in the world is the love of parents for their children. The greatest feeling in the world is affection; The most selfless love in the world is fatherly love and maternal love! Like everyone else, I have parents' selfless love for me, and one person occupies all their love.
And sometimes I don't understand them and even misunderstand their love. Sometimes, my mother asks me to put on more clothes, but I think she is nagging and has a lot of things to do; Sometimes I want to play outside when it's dark, but my mother disagrees, saying it's dark and it's not safe outside.
But I think it's because he thinks too much, which is an excuse not to let me go out to play; Sometimes, I stay out late and come home, and they scold me, but I don't think so. It always goes in one ear and out the other. Sometimes, I think they don't love me, they don't love me, they don't understand me, they are very strict and fierce to me, and sometimes they even suspect that they are not their own.
Until one time, I was playing with so-called "girlfriends" outside, and my parents said those were my "girlfriends". After playing until one o'clock in the morning, my parents found out that when I got home, they severely "scolded" me, but I, unconvinced, contradicted them and said some unreasonable angry words, which made my mother cry. Then there was a cold war with them. This kind of day lasted for fifteen days, but as always, my mother got up early every day to make dinner for me, put it on the table, and put the clothes in the closet.
However, I still accepted everything my mother did with a clear conscience and thought that those were what my mother should do. Until one day, I happened to see my mother's diary. Driven by curiosity, I read her diary.
There are several pages, all of which are mother's tears. In the illegible handwriting, I saw these lines: "No matter what my daughter becomes, I am her mother and she is my daughter. Anyway, I will always love her, care for her, love her ... Looking at it, my vision is blurred, tears drop silently on the table and my heart, and my mood at this time is useless. After that, I understood my parents' actions. From then on, I suddenly understood. Feel my parents' concern and love for me with heart every day! Feel the greatness of family with your heart, and feel the true meaning of love with your heart.
6. An essay about my mother, my mother.
I have a hardworking and kind mother.
He is not tall, and his eyes are full of expectations for me. Two splayed eyebrows, a slightly flat nose and two thin lips make up his mother's kind face.
In my mind, my mother is always so strong. That weather-beaten face always wears that confident and strong smile. Since her mother was laid off, she has found a new job instead of staying at home. She goes out early and comes back late every day. No matter whether it is cold or hot, he never complains that he is tired, even on holidays. Sometimes when she catches a cold, she listens and never rests. In my opinion, she is like a robot, never tired.
One day, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. I saw that the light in the kitchen was still on, so I struggled to sleep. It turned out to be my mother, still washing clothes there, constantly repeating those seemingly simple but laborious actions: rubbing, twisting, swinging, and occasionally wiping tears from my forehead. I froze. This is the first time I have seen my mother work so hard. Does he work so hard every night? It hurts a little to think about it: my mother, who has worked hard all day, has to wash my clothes until midnight when she gets home. If only my mother had gone to bed earlier, I'm determined to wear clean clothes in the future to reduce my mother's burden. Thinking of this, I went over. "Mom, go to sleep. I will go to work tomorrow. I will definitely wear clean clothes in the future. " My mother looked back at me and said, "Son, it's late for torture. Go to sleep." Then, she smiled, smiling so kindly as if she were not tired at all. It seems that the tower is happy for my growth again.
Later, I was admitted to Shenyang No.2 Middle School, a provincial key high school. When I was celebrating for myself, I saw my mother's smile again. He smiled so happily, so hearty. In the summer vacation after the senior high school entrance examination, my mother accompanied me to visit the Expo Park. I have been to several places more or less during my spring outing, but my mother who has never been anywhere is always busy. This is her first time to go out to play. At that moment, he released years of pressure and grievances. She had a good time and laughed happily.
This is my mother. She always wears that kind and strong smile on her weather-beaten face. My mother has been inspiring me since I was a child. He can't dare to fight against the godless mode in the world. It is also her smile that has accumulated my confidence and made me forge ahead.
This is my mother, a strong and great mother.
I love my mother.
7. I know a person who writes (Mom) in 300 words. I know many people, but the person I know best is my mother. I know her very well. My mother is of medium height. She has black hair, big eyes and a glib mouth. She has an eccentric personality. When I was good, she was as gentle as a sheep. I am like a bison when I do something wrong or don't study hard, and I have a bad temper. My mother likes shrimp and wine best. She also likes playing mahjong on the computer and looking up information online. My mother studies very hard and often works around the clock. My mother said: "It is also a great enjoyment of life to prepare lessons while eating melon seeds at home!" So what! My mother is a biology teacher in middle school. She often teaches me biology, probably because of heredity. I also love biology. Under the influence of my mother, I know a lot about biology. Therefore, I can be regarded as a doctor of biology in my class. Once, the teacher wanted to teach a text called Kingfisher. She asked us to go home and look for information. As soon as I got home, I asked my mother for help. I plausibly said, "Kingfisher is called Yulang in Cantonese. The largest and most widely distributed kingfisher is the Eurasian kingfisher ... "After listening to my mother's words, I seemed to know the kingfisher like the back of my hand, clapping my hands again and again and worshiping her very much. My mother is very kind to me. Whenever I have any questions, she will help me to answer them. She is also my friend for life. My mother is not only my good mother, but also my good teacher, because she gave me sincere love and endless knowledge. There is a voice that is the most beautiful in the world, and that is the call of mother. Everyone has his own mother, and every child is enjoying the happiness and happiness given by his mother. On the long road of life, because of her teaching, care and encouragement, she became confident and smooth. I always care about your mother. A mother's love for her children is a breeze on a hot summer day and a warm current when the north wind howls. My mother smiled and congratulated me when I got full marks in the exam. When I was sad about something, my mother quickly came to comfort me; When I failed and discouraged, my mother encouraged me with your gentle words ... I remember once that I suddenly had a high fever and was weak. You look at me like this, both anxious and distressed. You quickly put me in bed, then put the towel in cold water, wring it out and put it on your forehead. After a while, you gave me antipyretic medicine and let me have a good rest. In the evening, you give me a good rest. Drink water? Are you feeling better? "I just know, since I fell asleep, you have been in front of my bed, failed to rest all night. When I was in kindergarten, we stayed in the kindergarten every night to practice gymnastics. When I practiced several movements repeatedly, my foot rubbed against the ground. After a long time, the instep is worn out. When I was complaining, my mother encouraged me: "You are great! "I listened to your words and made up my mind to stick to it and not to be a deserter. Day after day, month after month, our gymnastics is getting better and better. When the teacher asked us to go out for the competition, we were very happy, so we worked harder and harder during the practice ... When the competition came, we all gave our best, and mom and other parents cheered for us in the stands. Many things happen. We won a very good ranking on behalf of the kindergarten. Mom, this is inseparable from your encouragement. How I want to send you a carnation to show my deep love for you. In the days to come, I will use my practical actions to prove: "Mom, I didn't live up to your expectations! " " .