Chapter 1: Mom, I want to tell you a 700-word composition. Mom, there's one thing I've always wanted to tell you, and that's that we need to get rid of a bad habit-impulsiveness.
Mom, you are too impulsive. That time, I did badly in the exam. I was walking home with a heavy schoolbag on my back, and the birds in the tree seemed to be laughing. When I got home, I dropped my schoolbag and lay on the sofa with a gloomy face. Mom came back and looked at my horrible score. She immediately got angry on her head, her chest fell like a big balloon, and her face rose like Guan Yu. I seem to see all the blood in her veins rushing to her head. "Every time you fail in the exam, you still say that something is wrong, which disappoints me every time." This is very scary. "Well, this test paper is quite difficult." I defended myself carefully, but I didn't expect to add fuel to the fire. "It's your fault that someone can't get a percentage!" Say that finish, you impulsively "shua shua" tore the paper into four or eight sheets, then casually lifted it and floated to the ground. You know, when the test paper is broken, my heart is broken. When you left, my hands trembled and tears were in my eyes. I picked up the remaining test paper and carefully repaired it with tape. Finally, it left a series of shocking "scars" that could never be repaired.
Actually, I know I'm often impulsive. That time, you helped me clean the bookshelf and accidentally broke my beloved ceramic toy rabbit. I was angry in an instant, knowing that you didn't mean it, but looking at the debris on the ground, my aunt took it for me and you broke it. I usually touch it gently, but you are so rude. So I yelled, "What are you doing? Do you know what I like best? " Mom looked guilty: "Mom is wrong, Tintin, I'm sorry, I'll buy another one to make it up to you." Say that finish, go over and pick up the debris on the ground. "Don't move!" Mom froze. "You can't buy it!" My voice is much colder than before, almost unlike the original voice of a child like me. "Just one, limited edition." "What the hell do you want?" Mother suddenly broke out at this moment, like an angry jaguar, ready to pounce and bite. I also straightened up, like a mine with a broken fuse and about to explode. Our mother and daughter put their noses to each other, and the room seemed filled with invisible smoke. Fortunately, at this time, "magic came from heaven"-dad came, and he calmly pulled us away to calm us down respectively.
Mom, let's work together to get rid of the bad habit of impulsiveness. As the saying goes, "Impulse is the devil". Don't let impulse affect family harmony.
Chapter 2: Mom, I want to tell you a 700-word composition. Junior high school practical mother, from the moment I came to this world, you have been by my side, caring and attentive to me every day, but I can't feel your love. I always feel that you are wordy, and you always tell me trivial things repeatedly every day. Until xx, when you were ill and hospitalized for nearly a year, my world suddenly quieted down. Before I could feel glad, I found that no one coaxed me when I had a headache, no one reminded me to go to bed early at night, and no one asked me if my schoolbag was packed in the morning. Repeated mistakes made me find that your concern has penetrated into my life and followed me all the time!
Mom, your love is that sweet hug. I remember the little car accident in the second grade. Countless phone calls have told you that you saw me hit by a car. After you call your father, you usually come back from work. I have always been strong and didn't cry. I also went to the accident handling center with my father to get surveillance records to find my uncle who hit me. But when I saw you standing in front of the police uncle's office, my tears could not help falling. I want to tell you that I am strong. I want to tell you that I'm fine. Don't worry.
Mom, your love is those big warm hands. Another time, I had an operation and was pushed into the operating room. You are very distressed, and I am afraid, but I dare not cry. I was lying on the operating bed, watching many uncles and aunts wearing green clothes, masks and hats, hanging salt water on me and tying things I didn't know. I'm very scared. I think you must be as scared outside as I am, but suddenly, I saw you wearing a mask and a hat, too.
Mom, your love is two kisses in the morning and evening. You always say you should be brave enough to express your love, so you never hesitate to express your love for me. Every morning, you always come to my bed, give me a gentle kiss to wake me up and tell me to refuel in the new day. Every night before going to bed, you always give me a gentle kiss, let me go to bed early and have a good dream!
On the way of growing up, you have been holding my hand and pulling me into the future. Mom, I want to say to you: thank you! I love you!
Chapter 3: Mom, I want to tell you a 700-word composition. I want to say "I love you" to you because your love for me is great. There are many kinds of love in the world, sometimes straightforward, sometimes euphemistic, sometimes gentle, sometimes warm, but your love for me is always so warm and kind.
On that day, I was dizzy and listless, lying on the sofa tossing and turning. When you know, immediately put down your work and go home to take care of me. "Mom!" When I see you, it's like seeing the savior. You told me to have a good rest. I just gave a wry smile and nodded weakly.
In order to reduce my pain, you found me a funny video on my mobile phone, but I couldn't laugh. Slowly, I fell asleep. I vaguely heard your sigh, and I was very sad. The sigh seemed to stab me like a knife. Maybe this is the mother-child heart-to-heart.
After the doctor checked, he was diagnosed with gastroenteritis and was extremely depressed. Go to the toilet at night and find that you are still cleaning. I can't help crying. You've worked hard all day, and you're still cleaning up so late. My heart is broken. I feel sorry for you, mom!
The next day, although I took the medicine, I still didn't get better and my mood was low. I spit out all the medicine I took. So I said, "Mom, I'd better go for an infusion!" " ""can you do that? " You asked me anxiously, "Don't treat me like a five-year-old child. "I said, so you took me to infusion again, and soon I was refreshed! Talking and laughing with you. There is a gratified smile on your face.
Who knows, it won't last long. My illness has relapsed. I vomited and cried that night. You stayed by my side, comforted me and took pains to clean the room. In a trance, I slowly fell asleep.
On the third day, my condition finally improved slowly and steadily. You bought me my favorite red bean bread and fed it to me in small bites. Under your meticulous care, I finally overcame the disease with difficulty! Back to the monkey's lively and naughty appearance. You almost lost a lap.
Dear mother, I want to say to you: you are the warm wind of spring, which has blown away my pain! You are the cool rain in summer, washing away my fidgety mood! You are the fruit of autumn, nourishing my body and mind! You are a thoughtful coat in the cold winter, which warms me! Dear mom, I love you!
Chapter 4: Mom, I want to tell you that the 700-word composition is very practical for junior high school. Every time I hear the song "This person is mom, this person is mom …", I can't help thinking of you …
You are a hardworking and simple person. Every time I think of your love for me, I have a lot to say to you. You are neither as famous as a scientist nor as conspicuous as a star. However, in my heart, you are so kind and respectable! You always care about me and educate me. ...
It was a cold winter. Snowflakes fall in every corner of the city. The earth is covered with silver. There are few pedestrians in the street. Occasionally, there are several people, but their faces are all like knives. As usual, I packed my things and prepared to go to the Olympic math class. At this time, your hoarse voice came from behind: "son, wait a minute, mom will take you." I was just about to say yes when I suddenly remembered that my mother had a bad cold today, just a little better. How can I have the heart to let my mother send me to school in spite of illness? Thinking of this, I said loudly, "Mom, I won't go to class today!" " "As soon as you listen, you are anxious:" No, son, how can you make progress without learning? "Say that finish, you dragged your tired body, held my little hand tightly and walked out of the house firmly against the cold wind.
Sitting on the bus, I am used to concentrating on reading. Occasionally, I find that your face is rosy, as if you were recovering from a serious illness. I don't understand: "Mom, are you well?" Your mental state can be much stronger! "You said," Son, when I see the way you study, my illness will get better. You are really my panacea! "Say, everyone ha ha ha laugh.
Memory is like a tissue paper, and your love is a blooming flower. Mom, please believe! Today, your strong hand is holding my tender little hand; Tomorrow, my strong hand will definitely lead your wrinkled hand to happiness!
Chapter 5: Mom, I want to tell you that the composition is 700 words, which is practical for junior high school. When I was sick, she was very concerned about me and nervous about me. When I succeeded, she cheered with me and felt the joy of success; When I failed many times, she told me not to give up and not to be discouraged. She is my most respected mother! The week before the National Day holiday was the most painful period in my life, because I had adenoids. At that time, I had difficulty sleeping and breathing every night. Mom sees it in her eyes and hurts in her heart. She can't eat well and sleep well every day.
Every night, when I sleep, my mother will sneak into my room. When I fall asleep, she will sleep again. Looking at my painful expression every day, my mother finally decided to take me for surgery. During the operation, I was nervous, but my mother was even more nervous than me at this time. Every other day, she will go to the doctor to consult my illness. After a few days, my mother was much thinner than before. But in front of me, my mother still showed a relaxed side. Under the careful care of my mother, my illness soon recovered. Mom, I want to say to you: I love you!
My mother not only cares about me in life, but also often encourages me in my studies! I remember a staged exam in the fourth grade, and my grades were very poor. After I came back, I was afraid to give my mother the test paper to sign. But the teacher has sent the exam information to all parents, and I believe my mother already knows my exam results. I crustily skin of head gave three subjects to my mother.
At this point, I didn't dare to look at my mother and kept my head down. Suddenly, a warm hand touched my head and heard my mother gently say to me, "Good son, it doesn't matter! Failure is the mother of success! I failed this exam, and I can do well next time! " I thought my mother would scold me, but her kind actions deeply touched me. I silently nodded to my mother to show that I would try my best to do well in the exam next time! My mother also said to me, "It's important to get good grades, but even if you don't do well in the exam, it's worthwhile to work hard." That's how my mother always supports me! Help me! Mom, I still want to say to you: you are the person I admire most!
This is my mother! An understanding and loving mother!
Chapter 6: Mom, I want to tell you that the 700-word composition is very practical for junior high school. If you are a tall and straight tree, then I am a tenacious seedling; If you are the blue sky, then I am a bird flying freely in the sky; If you are the boundless sea, then I am a small fish swimming in the sea. Mom, your love is really great. Although I am by your side, I still have a lot to say to you. I will write down all my heartfelt words with my pen.
I remember once, when I was writing my homework, my head suddenly hurt. You found my headache at that time. You measured me with a thermometer and exclaimed in surprise, "42 degrees!" " When you came to pick me up, it suddenly started to rain cats and dogs, with lightning and thunder, but you still ignored me and braved the heavy rain to take me to the hospital. When you got to the hospital, you ran home and made me duck cake soup. I was thinking: Mom really cares about me!
I remember another time, on Friday afternoon, when I came home from school, the teacher had to hand out the test paper, and I was driven crazy at that time. Because I didn't finish the exam at that time, plus the fourth sentence and several reading essays, the new words were wrong. Hey! I think I must have finished going home. The teacher handed out the test papers. An unhappy number of 52 points will be scolded by my mother when I go home, because this is the first time I have done so badly in the exam.
When I got home, I thought, "Mom will definitely scold me, and hitting me will definitely be indispensable." But my mother saw my test paper and didn't scold me. Instead, she gently said to me, "It doesn't matter. Let's change it together. Next time, you will definitely try to score more than 75-89. " I feel much warmer after hearing it. My mother not only cares about my study, but also my life.
I remember another time, I came home from school and forgot to bring my umbrella. The sky was stormy and it rained cats and dogs. All the other students have left, leaving me alone. Because my father is at work, my mother has an appointment with a friend and doesn't know what to do. It's raining now, and I can't go anywhere. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly I saw a familiar figure, that is my mother. Mom came over and said, "I saw you didn't bring an umbrella, so you came over." I was moved to tears. On the way, my mother sheltered me from the rain, but I got wet. I secretly cried again at night, because my mother's love touched me!
Maternal love is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. Mom, you are like a gardener, like a spring silkworm, silently dedicating yourself. I want to say "thank you!" "