Mother's Back Composition 1 People will see many backs in their lives and leave countless backs to others. ...
I remember when I was in primary school, I met a grandmother with silver hair after school and helped her find her way. But then I suddenly found out that it was getting dark, the lights in the street gave off dim light, the smell of food at the corner and the sound of knocking on spoons were urging me to go home.
Suddenly, my heart also "thumped", and I felt bad. I flew home at lightning speed. I knocked on the door out of breath The door was opened by my mother, and what caught my eye was her anxious and reproachful expression. As expected, a burst of blame poured down from my head like a pot of cold water and drenched me all over: "Why did you come back so late?" Where did you play again? Do you know how worried we are ... "
I felt very tired after studying for a day and thought I had helped the old man. Unexpectedly, my mother accused me "unreasonably", which made me feel puzzled and wronged. He rudely interrupted his mother and said loudly, "Why do you always talk about me without asking why?" ? Can you ask me why first? It's my fault every time! "Say that finish, I strode angrily back to my room and slammed the door, more think more sad. I threw myself on the bed sobbing and finally fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning with a growling stomach and rubbed my eyes in a daze. I found my mother coming in from the door, with a bowl of porridge in her hand, put it in front of me and sighed. She said softly, "You didn't eat last night. Let's have porridge first. Yesterday was also my fault. You must have something to go home at that time. Wait until you want to tell your mother. " Say that finish and walked out of the room.
My eyes moved with my mother, and I suddenly found that her back was no longer tall, but gradually became shorter. Is it the pressure of life that makes her breathless? Or worry about the child and let her grow old? At that moment, I seemed to understand something. And my mother's back will also become an indelible mark in my memory.
Mother's Back Composition 2 Every Friday afternoon after school, I go to my father's office to do my homework, and more importantly, I read the school newspaper, which is unshakable. I am ashamed to say that my parents are afraid that I am addicted to playing computer. So far, there is no computer in my home.
I can't wait to finish my homework. Write your composition tomorrow and go to the school newspaper. At the thought of going to the school newsletter, my face flushed and my heart beat involuntarily, as if playing a cheerful and passionate song.
As soon as I opened the website of the school newspaper, the door slammed open. I immediately fell into tension and fear. A ghost? Impossible; Bad guys? It is possible; Is it a bandit? More likely.
When I was uneasy, the true face of the mysterious man flashed, and he was my familiar mother!
"Ah, that was you. Mom, you scared me to death. What are you doing here? " I am finally relieved.
"I came to see if you were all right." My mother put on a dress for me as she spoke.
"The next is very good. Mom, you can go now. Don't delay my school newspaper. "
"Don't delay you. I'm leaving. Hungry, I'll buy you an omelet. " Mom wants to leave and stay.
I would have gone by myself, but my mother was afraid of wasting my time again. She refused and insisted on going. I had to let her go. I saw her short black hair curled, her white scarf fluttered like a butterfly in the wind, her light camel coat was properly wrapped around her body, her black flat shoes made a "pop" sound when she stepped on the concrete floor, and her straight back was probably slightly bent after being tired. When I looked out the door again, she was walking back with a hot cake.
Mom came in, stuffed me with cakes and put my hair on the plate, which made me feel very relaxed.
"I have to go. Eat while it's hot. " He walked out of the office.
I watched her walk out of the office. She took a few steps and looked back at me. "Watch it after eating." In the twilight, her figure changed from clear to fuzzy until it disappeared. I couldn't see it anymore, so I began to eat eggs and fill cakes.
I recall my mother's handsome face, low back and warm heart, like a stream crossing the river and a spring breeze blowing.
Mother's Back Composition 3 The vague back is deeply engraved in my heart.
There is only one seat left on the bus. Mother waved and motioned me to sit down. Mother was wearing a navy vest and dark gray trousers. Today, I'm going to meet a distant relative. Of course, I have to dress formally. There were many people in the car, but only we saw a seat in the last row.
Car, start moving slowly. My mother stood on tiptoe and struggled to grab the handle of the car. As the car swayed from side to side, sweat flowed down the wrinkles left by the years.
Looking at my mother's embarrassing background, my heart is shaking.
For ten years, my mother has been helping me with my study. She wasted her youth on me. Looking at my mother's thin back, I sighed deeply; Looking at my mother's helpless back, I felt a big wave in my heart.
Cars are getting faster and more crowded. Mother swayed helplessly from side to side, clutching the handlebar tightly. Mother is panting, but she still stubbornly holds the cold handle!
Suddenly, an emergency stop.
Mom, I fell. I couldn't bear it any longer and helped my thin mother to her seat. Think back to my mother's background carefully. My mother's background is not thin, my mother's back is not helpless, and my mother's background is great!
Yes, mom is fifty years old. Spend only half your time with me. Can't protect me like before. The young eagle will become an eagle one day; Wings will grow into complete wings one day. I should grow up, too.
Looking at my mother's gray hair, I understand and cherish the time I have now. Because, one day, it will pass away.
Mother's Back Composition 4 Time flies and we grow up day by day. I have forgotten many things about my childhood, but my mother's back is so clear and bright.
I still remember the mid-term exam in grade six, and I felt a little out of my mind. On the day of handing out the test paper, I felt particularly nervous, just like ants on hot bricks, uneasy! With trembling hands, I retrieved the test paper from the teacher's disappointed eyes with a little anger. I opened it and thought, "This is over. I only got 78 points. " Mom will definitely talk about me when I get home. I suddenly collapsed on the stool.
Walking on the way home, the autumn wind blows gently. A gust of autumn wind blows, and countless fallen leaves are blown off, like beautiful butterflies. The streets are covered with colorful fallen leaves, and the air is filled with a little chill. I seem to be infected by this scenery, and a little sadness and desolation pass by in my heart.
Mom seems to have a pair of "clairvoyant eyes", and nothing can hide from her. As soon as I got home, I immediately saw what was on my mind. "Why do you look so bitter when you go home today? Is the test result not ideal? " I looked at my mother in surprise and a little sad, and said, "well, mom, please punish me, because I didn't study hard, which led to my abnormal performance in this exam." Mother said, "It doesn't matter. There will be many opportunities in the future. This time, I will sum up my experience and lessons. Continue to work hard next time! "
After that, my mother asked me to take out the test paper, analyze it for a while, and then patiently explain the topic to me.
I don't know why, I suddenly lost my mind, and I was grateful to see my mother's serious and patient expression.
Before going to bed, my mother didn't forget to tell me to cover the quilt and not to catch cold. When I was about to lie down and rest, I saw my mother's tired figure at the door, and a wonderful feeling came to my mind.
My mother's back echoed slowly in my heart, and that wonderful feeling lingered in my heart for a long time, which made my mood unable to calm down. ...
Mother's Back Composition 5 From childhood to adulthood, the back in my memory has always been in my heart and I can't forget it.
As long as I can remember, my mother has often been away from me, because she is very busy, leaving me only toys and a back. Many times, I followed an aunt, full of loss. Although my aunt loves me very much, she doesn't know what I really want.
At that time, I only longed for my mother's company. So every night, I will squat in front of the door and wait for my mother to come home. Seeing my mother's figure, I moved my little body excitedly and stepped forward. I "eyah" jumped on my mother's lap, waved my hand, showed her my gadgets, and swayed in front of her, hoping that my mother could talk to me and play with me for a while.
However, my mother just picked me up indifferently, turned around and handed it to my aunt, and went into her own room, leaving me with a cold back. I bowed my head and walked out of the disappointment in my eyes. With a gray heart, I asked my aunt to take it back to her room.
Maybe the mother thinks that children's more fun lies in playing, so there are those toys that are still there. The cold figure often left by my busy mother is the deepest mark in my childhood memory.
In fact, a child, because of her childlike innocence, likes playing and toys, but she is more eager for the company of her relatives, which is irreplaceable by those cold and lifeless toys. Many times, all I long for is a warm hug and a warm companion.
My mother's indifference disappointed me again and again. As I get older, I become more and more silent and introverted. Later, my mother may have realized her indifference to me and tried to make up for it. She began to care about me and often gave me warm greetings, not just the cold back.
Although my mother's change came a little late, I think the hard ice in my heart will melt in the gradual warmth and then dissipate.
Mother's Back Composition 6 Mother, what a simple word, there are only fourteen simple paintings. But she's not simple. She raised her children with these two simple words. Mom, what a nice name. She lived in obscurity and frugality, only to give her children a better life. In this way, our mother is so old that years have left footprints on her face.
When reading, I will get up early and lust for the darkness of tomorrow. As soon as I get up in the morning, there will be cooked meals. I get up in a daze, wash my face and brush my teeth. I eat with knowledge in my mouth. At this time, my mother in pajamas sat down and ate with me, and urged me to "eat quickly and go to school early." I am impatient, silent and dragging my face. At this time, I looked at my mother's eyes, which were covered with bloodshot. There are wrinkles in the corner of my eyes, and the flesh on my face is no longer a thigh, but a few spots. My eyes are a little blurred. My mother stood up and "ate and left" and "yeah, good". It is said that maternal love is like water, but there will be a dry day. Now my mother's body is not as high as holding me together, but her back is still so high.
I loved drawing since I was a child, and my mother supported me. In order to get a better painting education, I was transferred from the countryside to the city. We just came to this city, and we don't have a house, but we rented a house to live in. In order to buy a house, my mother will work hard to make money outside tomorrow and go out early and come back late tomorrow. What I see is her tall back. In this state, he also brought me snacks from time to time. Now, I have a high painting skill and bought a house. But my mother is old. In ancient times, Meng Mu moved three times, and my mother moved twice for me. When I grow up, I want to make this "river" moist and restore her former vitality.
I am lucky to have such a mother. With the passage of time, she slowly bent down, but the tall figure still exists. I will say to her, "Mom, don't worry, I will support you in the future."
Mother's Back Composition 7 Your back has solved the pain immersed in your heart. What shocked me in my chest was the beating pulse and the surging spiritual tide. Your back is more powerful than any language or text interpretation, and I am really touched.
Your back, which came in a hurry and left in a hurry, disappeared without a trace and was hard to find, just reminded me of a series of thoughts. ...
My mother, seen from the back, is very thin and has long curly hair. One night, I slept in a daze and couldn't open my eyes. In the dim light, I seemed to see my mother come into my room, tuck me in and go out. She walked softly, as if afraid of waking me.
The next morning, I saw my mother cooking in the kitchen. My mother smiled at me and said, "get up, I'll be out in a minute." Stay at home by yourself. " I thought my mother would accompany me today. But ... the happy heart immediately "sank". Looking at my mother, my mother seemed to see my mood and said, "I will accompany you when I come back." Then she opened the door and went out. Looking at the back of my mother's departure, clutching her skirts, I quickly followed her and watched her gradually disappear in front of my eyes. Looking back, I looked at the silent room with food on the table. I'm the only one at home, looking forward to my mother coming home early. I sat on the sofa and watched TV listlessly, hoping that my mother would come back. ...
In the days to come, whenever I see my mother's back, I will think of the scene of watching my mother leave when I was a child, and the feeling of loss and loneliness will reappear in my heart.
I know that your back will eventually leave in a hurry or even ... disappear.
I stood there quietly, staring at your distant back, lost in thought. ...
Mother's Back Composition 8 In the hazy black-and-white memory, her back seems to be a bright light, illuminating my whole world.
My mother is not tall and has long fresh hair. She will be as heartless as a child when she is happy, but she can also make me tourist trap when she is serious. Usually, she always criticizes me for trivial things and always tells me to study hard and not let me play more, but strangely, she never scolds me for my low exam scores. I think sometimes she doesn't understand me, sometimes we quarrel, but she wins. I will only go back to the house silently, lie in bed and curl up in a group of angry and wronged tears. I have complained about her harshness, but I also understand her good intentions.
That day, I quarreled with her because I played games all day and didn't review my lessons. My mother confiscated my mobile phone and said that if I don't repent from now on, I won't touch it again ... I remember we had a fierce argument, and even my father didn't know how to discourage it. I lay in bed early that night, wide awake. At this time in the past, the family was still chatting and watching TV. After a long time, the door opened gently and I looked up. It's my mother. I didn't sleep when I saw her leaning into half of my body. She said, "Go to sleep quickly. I have to get up early tomorrow and cover the quilt. " I didn't speak. In fact, I have long regretted it, but I stubbornly did not apologize.
That night, I couldn't sleep in bed for a long time, thinking back to the time when we used to walk hand in hand, the time when we used to sit in bed and joke ... my heart was sour.
Late at night, she gently pushed open my door again. I heard pretending to be asleep. She crept in, gently covered me with a quilt and touched my forehead before going out. At this time, I opened my eyes, and with the help of the faint light outside, I saw that her back was not as straight as before, and her slightly obese body looked tired and weak. Suddenly, tears blurred my eyes …
I can't forget her. Since then, I can't bear to hurt her heart, and I have been trying to get her smile back with excellent results.
My mother's back composition 9 She, whether I am poor or rich, will always leave me. I will never forget her back. She is my mother.
For me, my childhood mother is kind, kind and greater. If I am wronged while playing with my friends, I will bear it. If you are wronged at home, jump into your mother's arms and cry. My mother comforted me and let me play with the children again. I never did justice for myself. I thought to myself, why is this? Am I not the most favored at home? For this reason, I am puzzled. This is the back of my childhood mother.
When I was in primary school, my mother was very strict, gentle and great. She has no preference in her studies. She didn't say anything to me about her study, except a word, study hard. However, if it is a holiday, my mother's attitude towards me is another kind, very gentle. She never let me work hard, for fear that I might get hurt or get tired. My mother is very kind to her master. My mother controls everything in my family except my father. This is my mother's back when I was in primary school.
Now I have entered junior high school, which is a brand-new world. Now my mother is kind and kind. Now my mother is not as strict as before. Now my mother often tells me, what can you do in the future if you don't study hard? Now only reading is your best way out. Now my mother is not so strict with me, but now my mother is very kind and kind.
Nevertheless, I can't understand my mother's good intentions. Even if I don't listen, it's just a few words about me.
Yes, maternal love is like the sea, so deep, so deep; Motherly love is like a stream, nourishing my dry heart; Motherly love is like selfless sunshine, never stingy anywhere, always spreading selfless love to every lonely corner. My mother loves me, and I love my mother. Mom came back and let me know a lot. ...
My mother's back composition 10 Looking at my mother's hard work and slow aging, I feel a faint and inexplicable sadness in my heart.
At night, I was still awake. In the dim light, I seem to feel someone touching me and vaguely see a weak and familiar figure in front of my bed. Still muttering in my mouth: "I'm really worried about sleeping like this every night …" I yawn from time to time.
A chill suddenly struck. It turned out that one of my feet was sticking out of the quilt, and a part of the quilt fell to the ground. At this time, my mother quickly used her thin, cold feet to help me lift my feet back, then gently straightened the quilt for me and put the corners of the quilt under me, which made me warm at once. I opened my confused eyes slightly and looked at my mother. She gently rubbed her tired eyes, then turned on her mobile phone, set the alarm clock, and sat down in the chair beside my bed. After sitting for a while, she saw that I had fallen asleep quietly and slowly got up and walked to the door. In the dim light, I saw my mother's thin back, wearing only a thin white sweater and still shivering.
On a quiet night, I quietly shed touching tears in bed. My mother's figure keeps flashing in my mind. Day after day, year after year, my mother cares and protects me in every way. I sacrifice my body and time without paying back, so that I can grow up healthily and happily. My dear mother, you are a candle, burning yourself, giving me light and illuminating my life.
Motherly love is selfless and great. She traded her youth for my healthy growth! Thanks to my mother! You gave me your youth, and I will make you healthy and happy in the future! I also wish all the mothers in the world who have devoted their lives to their children: happiness and happiness!
Mom recited the composition 1 1 "Hum, hum, hum." The washing machine kept making noise, and the busy figure shuttled between the washing machine room and the clothes drying room. All this is very common, very common, but more entangled in an evil vine, until that happened.
A faint chill swirled in my ear, and a tear spread on the floor. Suddenly everything was quiet, no cold breath, no more tears, but I sniffed. It was like a bolt from the blue, and suddenly I got angry and broke my mother's heart bridge. At that time, I was still young and ignorant, but my heart was still tangled because my father was gone.
Since then, mom has been busier. Before dawn at six o'clock in the morning, she padded her feet and went out to cook for us in the dark! Every time I get up, I only see the food on the table, but I can't see my mother's back. In the scorching sun, my mother walked back in this scorching sun. Without rest, she cooked for us quickly. After lunch, my sisters took on the responsibility of washing dishes. I thought my mother was "lazy", but I didn't expect her to come back and shuttle between the laundry room and the clothes drying room. At this time, tears welled up in my eyes involuntarily, and the enthusiasm and gratitude in my heart made my heart beat faster! Flying over, my mother didn't stop and called "Mom", but she didn't stop. I shouted louder and she didn't stop. I hugged her with tears in my eyes, and she stopped instantly. She looked at me affectionately, and I looked up at him. A tear flowed from her eyes, across her face destroyed by the sun and the moon, shining with her endless strength and love for me! I can't finish, this kind of love, I don't know, this kind of love can only be returned to her in the form of a hug.
Mother, a fish that can survive without water; Mother, grass that can germinate without roots; Mother, no one appreciates Snow Lotus, but it is still noble! Your busy back makes me intoxicated and heartbroken, and makes me cry for you, my mother!
Mother's Back Composition 12 "Back, dedicated to mother, brushed away the wind and frost of years, mother, I am still a small tree planted by you in spring, and that leaf is green in your heart." This poem is really well written. How much my mother has paid for us? My mother's back is printed in my heart, in my mind, and how many times I silently look back at her back, which reverberates in my heart for a long time and cannot be erased for a long time. ...
Mom's back is nagging. Like other children, I used to resent my mother for hitting me. In my eyes, my mother is always nagging and unreasonable. Up to now, I don't know how this * * * sound between children is formed. In fact, in our hearts, we all know what maternal love is. Every day when I leave home, I always think of my mother's reminder behind me. My mother's reminder always rings behind me: "Be careful on the road, do you have a key?" If I forget something in the morning and call home, she will send it to me soon. Every night, she will accompany me to do my homework late into the night to test what I learn every day. These dribs and drabs, although only dribs and drabs, will move me when they accumulate.
Mother's back is still without complaint, selfless and great. I told my mother that I wanted to buy what I needed. Unexpectedly, my mother quickly agreed to take me to the supermarket to choose the things and books I needed. Spent a lot of money. What my mother did surprised me. My mother usually makes a fortune by saving money, but I spend it lavishly. Is it worth it? Not worth it!
My mother's back is missing. I remember once, I went to the "labor base" and my mother watched me until I got on the bus. She kept telling me and nagging, which contained a lot of great maternal love. The bus left, my mother left, and my back appeared in front of me. My mother is still worried about me and still thinks about me.
Mom, I love you, and I love your back more. Because it encourages me to keep moving forward on the bumpy road of study and life.
Mother's back composition 13 winter goes and spring comes. Looking at the figures coming and going in the street, my mother's familiar background clearly emerged in front of me.
My mother, who has entered middle age, works in fields with little harvest to support my family and send me to school. Where's my father? Working outside all the year round, she didn't come back for a few days until the end of the year, and the burden of life fell on her alone. She didn't confide a complaint.
I remember that in the first semester of senior one, early in the morning, my mother came to register me with luggage and a bag of noodles in the rain. My mother had to wait in line because there were so many people. When she signed me up and arranged everything, it was already late. At this time, she dragged her tired steps home. I always watch her back disappear in the rain and fog.
One deep winter morning, we had just finished doing morning exercises when suddenly I heard a familiar voice calling my birth name. I look back. Oh, my mother handed me a cotton-padded jacket and some food in her hand, saying that I saw you walking barefoot in the snow in my dream last night, and your mouth was still calling me, so I went to school early in the morning to see you. Is it cold? Listen.
Time flies, three years have passed, and I have entered the high school gate. As usual, my mother signed me up. Before leaving, she said to me, son, you should study hard at school. Mom, this money is hard to come by. After listening to this, I really can't bear to spend every penny of her. At this time, her familiar figure appeared in front of my eyes again and gradually staggered away. At that time,
Mother is the most sincere, selfless and greatest. How many times did my mother's back appear in front of my eyes, and how many times did it disappear into the darkness? Mom, because of your love, I am so full and happy, and I will repay you with the same love.
Mother's back composition 14 The back is the embodiment of a person's soul. From behind a person, you can see the emotions contained in it, the vicissitudes that a person has experienced, and the happiness of a person. ...
My mother is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She bears the burden of the family alone, not only for my younger brother and me to study, but also for the elderly at home, so my family's economic situation is not very good. In order to make us promising, she asked my brother and I to study hard, but we also worked hard ourselves. Every week when I go home, the first thing I see is my mother's smiling face and the delicious food she cooked for me, which makes me feel hot at the tip of my nose and tears flow down my eyes.
That time, the teacher asked us to go home from school early, and I skipped home to surprise my mother. But when I got home, I couldn't find my mother anywhere. Finally, my neighbor aunt said to me, "Your mother went to buy you fish." When I came to the vegetable market, I still couldn't find my mother. Finally, I found my mother in a fish pond. She stood there fishing. I saw that she caught a fish and was ready to go ashore. As a result, she fell down at once and the fish ran away. She caught it again and fell down several times.
I really can't stand it. I ran to help my mother and told her not to catch, but she told me to leave and continue to catch fish. After a while, my mother came up and went home with me-killing fish. She said while killing, "Now is a critical period for you and your brother to grow up. Eat more nutritious things and study hard ... "
I looked at my mother's busy figure: her black hair has turned white, her straight back has turned into a small camel because of long-term bending, and the clothes she wore were bought a few years ago, with mud stains on them, but she was still busy and did not change.
Family is a lamp. No matter how many ups and downs you go through, it won't go out, just because of you. Everything my mother does is for my brother and me, for our healthy growth and a bright future!
Mother's Back Composition 15 How many times I recall my mother's back, how many times I feel in my memory, how many times I cry silently, and how many times I feel guilty about my mother.
Memory of the mother, long hair fluttering, that straight body will always block all storms for me. When I am afraid, I always hide behind her, as if in the reflection of her back, so I am not so afraid. Time flies, everything is not like when I was a child.
As a rebellious young man, I am always impatient with what my mother says and always like to go against her. It's getting colder and colder. I was about to go out to play when I heard my mother nagging,' Put on more clothes, it's cold outside, and it's not good to catch a cold'. I interrupted impatiently and said,' I know, it's really wordy'. Maybe it's psychological work during the rebellious period. I know my mother cares about herself, but I'm always annoyed and always say something irrelevant to hurt her concern.
It was not until that day that I realized that maternal love is speechless. I went out climbing with some friends and accidentally broke my leg. Mother found a few more wrinkles on her face. During the ten days of recovery, my mother left work, cooked porridge for me every day, and washed my face and feet with water. I was deeply moved by my mother's meticulous concern. Every day, I see my mother's busy figure in the kitchen and living room, as well as her back under the light. This makes me think a lot. I feel guilty when I think about what I did before, and I am full of shame for my mother.
Time always flows slowly, and I gradually grow up and understand the meaning of my mother's back. Motherly love does not need too many words, but it will explain everything with actions. Although maternal love is wordy, it is more wordless.
I will always protect my mother's back.