Alas, the teacher has arranged to write my mother's composition again. What should I write? My mother is a capable person in people's eyes, loves labor and cooks well; But in my eyes, he is a complete child. When something is wrong with her, she "conflicts" with me, either ignoring me or always opposing me, which makes me very nervous.
one of the headaches: mom is a chatterbox.
"Tingting, it's 7: 5, it's time to get up!" "Please don't hurry, I'm up!" I stuffed my ears with pillow corners, sat up slowly, and said weakly. My busy mother in the kitchen had to say one after another, "Tingting, get up quickly, get up quickly, it's seven fifty!" " I immediately refreshed and my movements accelerated immediately. I picked up my sweater, gave it a hard lift, set it behind me, jumped out of bed, rolled and crawled out of the bedroom, and looked at the wall clock. Oh, my god It's only seven twenty-seven. I almost passed out. Mom is exaggerating!
just after school in the afternoon, my mother started her "speech" continuously. "Ah, border guards are really hard! Patrol in the ice and snow. Inferior milk powder is really harmful! The people who produce these milk powders are really wicked. They are crazy about money and do these wicked things. The United States has started to fight Iraq again ... "It's been" 8 years "since these things happened. Why hasn't my mother forgotten them?
In the evening, my mother continued to give her long "speech" with her "golden tongue". Tingting, do your homework quickly, go to bed early, get up early tomorrow, get to school on time and don't be late. "I see." I said with a sigh I don't even know where mom got so many words. Often, my father and I will sneak into the study, take out the health box, take out two health balls from the health box and block our ears. When my mother gives a "speech", my father and I will start a "Spring and Autumn Dream".
the second nerve-racking: mom likes to grab things from me.
one day, my sister and I from afar are drawing the homework assigned by the teacher on the computer. Suddenly, my mother came out of nowhere, unscrewed me from the desk, pulled my sister away from the desk, sat down in a chair, just a few erasers, canceled the homework form we drew on the computer and began to play games. No matter how angry we are, we accuse her, implore her, and even pull her by the clothes. My sister and I struggled, but she still sat firmly in the chair without looking back. I was so angry that my sister and I blushed and our necks were thick, and we raised our red eyebrows and green eyes at her. But she turned a blind eye and ignored
, so there was nothing we could do but let her go!
another time, I went to my aunt's house, and she brought me my favorite toffee. My mother loves toffee, too. She eagerly watched me eat sweet toffee, and her saliva swirled around her mouth. But she was too embarrassed to ask her aunt for it, so she turned her eyes, stood up, grabbed my candy and said, "Tingting, stop, don't you like sugar?" Besides, you can't eat sugar, or your teeth will grow decayed! " Say, peel off the sugar paper, put the sugar in your mouth and eat it. I'm so angry that I can't say it! "
My mother still has the third nerve-racking, the fourth nerve-racking and so on, which makes me shake my head and sigh. She misses children so much, so I, a real child, have to let her go!