That time, my mother went shopping to buy clothes. She took 500 yuan money with her when she went out. Because my mother is often reluctant to spend money to buy clothes for herself, she often goes home empty-handed. This time, before going out, she vowed, "I must buy some good clothes." It doesn't matter if it's expensive. I can't care so much. " However, I still see my uncertainty from my mother's eyes. "Maybe mom still can't buy it back." I thought silently. Sure enough, she still didn't buy clothes. This time, from her mother's description of how beautiful the clothes are, from her radiant expression and her admiring tone, I can see her love for that down jacket. Even though she likes this down jacket very much, she didn't buy it. Mother came back with a lot of rice, vegetables and daily necessities in her hand. I know that she is reluctant to buy clothes, and what she misses in her heart is this family. Mom is a teacher and school starts. She goes to school at 7 o'clock every day and gets home at noon 12: 00. There was no rest time at noon, so I left at 1: 20. I have to work overtime at night and often come back after 6 o'clock. The hard work all day made my mother's cervical spondylosis again. When you bow your head, it is a kind of pain. Although her father cynically advised her to have a rest all day, she quietly prepared lessons, wrote lesson plans and collected materials. One day, I was fast asleep, but I don't know why, I suddenly woke up. I rubbed my eyes. I yawned and wanted to go back to sleep. Suddenly, my mother was still sitting at the table, writing with her head down and brushing. I just tried to persuade her to sleep, but I swallowed my words and my eyes were full of tears. ...
On Sunday, I was at home alone. Thinking of my mother's hard work in housework before, I think I should do something for my mother. So, I picked up the kettle, boiled a pot of water and made a cup of tea, waiting for my mother to come back. After a while, I heard a gentle knock at the door and knew that my mother had come back. I quickly picked up the teacup and opened the door for my mother. As soon as my mother came in, I was about to speak when I brought tea. Mother was so moved that she couldn't speak for a moment. I am not moved to think that my mother has done so much for me on weekdays. And I just made a cup of tea for my mother, and my mother was too moved to speak. I have a feeling of guilt in my heart.
In the evening, my mother made me my favorite almond tea and almond bowl. My legs will be sore and my feet will hurt when I think of my mother running around the street in high heels all day. But my mother still insisted on cooking complicated dishes for me, and my tears could not help falling. ...
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Mother's Day is coming, and I'm worried. I don't know what gift to give my mother. I can't think of it in the living room. Oh, what a bother!
After a while, my mother took me to the supermarket to buy food and go home. I take money to the supermarket to buy things. After a long walk, I thought of buying chocolate for my mother, but my mother doesn't like sweets. After a while, I thought of buying a big bunch of flowers for my mother, but my mother was allergic to flowers. Oh, what a disgusting day! Walking, I suddenly saw the recipe shop, and my mother asked me to go in with him. Suddenly, my mother said, "Wow, this is my favorite cookbook!" " "
When my mother wanted to buy this book, she didn't have enough money. Mother didn't buy the book, so she was sad and left. At this moment, I can think of buying this book for my mother as a gift for Mother's Day. I told my mother to wait and buy this book at once. When I bought it, my mother asked me what it was, and I said "nothing, nothing". After I got home, I hurried to my room and wrapped the book in gift paper.
In the evening, the family celebrated for their mother. After mom received our present, we asked her to open it quickly. When my mother opened the present I gave him, she happily said thank you for your daughter! The situation at that time really made the ronin admire! I hope my birthday can be celebrated like this.
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It is said that mother is a priceless treasure falling from the sky, and maternal love is the connotation of priceless treasure.
My mother has never given me less love, and I have never brought less white hair to my mother. Every gray hair of my mother contains my growth record, letting me know how headstrong I was when I was a child. Motherly love is deep, delicate and selfless. I have to feel it with my heart before I can accept this love, this priceless love. This year's Mother's Day reminds me of a saying by a philosopher. Maternal love is an endless book. Yes! The love my mother gave me will never be forgotten!
My mother is an unusual mother. She gave me all her love and left nothing behind. And it is precisely because of this deep maternal love that I feel the heavy shell on my back. I know, when I grow up, I will give my mother twice the love she gave me, and let her know that I love her.
It is my mother who often rings the alarm bell in my ear; It is my mother who often teaches me to be honest, trustworthy and brave; Or my mother has been guiding my progress in learning and caring for my body!
Today is Mother's Day, and I am here to wish all mothers in the world happiness, happiness and health. And he said to his mother, "I love you very much!" " "
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Mother is like a wall, blocking the wind and rain and the scorching sun, so that we can thrive without wind and rain; Mother is like a kind mother bird, stroking the feathers of our chicks with loving hands every day, encouraging us to fight the Wan Li sky. My mother is also like a wall, caring for me and encouraging me like a mother bird. What makes me particularly grateful is that when I am confused, my mother often gives me guidance and encouragement, so that that profound truth takes root in my heart. She is my first teacher. I clearly remember that it was several years ago. I actually got 86 points in an exam. After school, the students went home happily, but I slowly packed my schoolbag and "Jin Doudou" rolled in front of her eyes. I dragged my tired body and walked home step by step with heavy steps. Compared with the past, the schoolbag seems to be much heavier. The birds in the tree twittered as if laughing at me; Pedestrians on the road seem to be looking at me with contemptuous eyes, giving out an imperceptible sneer; My eyes are full of pictures of my mother tutoring me to review my lessons in the middle of the night, full of teachers' expectant eyes, full of classmates' sarcasm and ridicule ... everything makes me feel ashamed. When I finally got home, my mother saw my depressed face and understood everything. She comforted me gently and told me how to see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Then, my mother also helped me analyze the problem and told me how to solve it. Under the guidance of my mother, I finally understood the root of losing points, and my mother smiled comfortably. Ah! Only when our mother gives us her love selflessly can we thrive. Come on, let's all thank our mother and do something for her, even if it's just washing feet and cleaning tables and chairs. I believe these trivial actions will definitely soothe her tired heart. I remember when I was a child, I was very headstrong. I can't give my things to others or be taken away by others without my consent. One day, I came home from school and saw my cousin crying. My mother coaxed my sister with a stuffed bear that I was going to throw away. I was angry at that time because my mother took my things without my permission. I rushed over and threw the stuffed bear to the ground. My mother didn't comfort me as usual. After my cousin left, my mother severely criticized me. I know how to be tolerant and love. It is my mother who often rings the alarm bell in my ear; It is also my mother who often teaches me to be honest, trustworthy and brave. Or my mother often guides me to study! Maternal love is deep, delicate, selfless and great. I have to feel with my heart, to feel, to be qualified to accept this love, this priceless love. This year's Mother's Day reminds me of what a philosopher said: A mother is a book that can't be read. Yes! I will never forget the love my mother gave me, and I will never forget it all my life.
Today is Mother's Day, which is the festival of all the great mothers in the world. I decided to do something for my family, but I can't do anything except fold the quilt. Mom and dad look in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts. They decided to let me learn the simplest housework first-washing dishes. At the beginning, I brought a lot of unwashed bowls and put them in the pool. I followed my mother's example, turned on the tap and washed it slowly for several times. I washed it and wiped the debris off the bowl by hand. It went well at first, and many sundries on the bowl have been cleaned up. I turned off the tap. I proudly thought, "Now there is only detergent left. I used to listen to my parents saying that it was difficult to wash dishes. I didn't expect so much. " I was just about to get the detergent when my hand slipped and the bowl exploded on the ground. I quickly picked it up and thought, "This was an accident. This poor bowl was the first victim, but it can't be my fault. Failure is the mother of success. " Then I picked up another bowl to wash. This bowl seems to be doing the right thing for me. It keeps slipping. I haven't washed it for a long time. When I was in a hurry, my hand was released and I only heard a bang. The result can be imagined. I just woke up from a dream and picked up the bowl on the ground. Unfortunately, it was too late, and the bowl fell into a "hemiplegia". I beat a retreat in my heart and thought, "If this continues, I will break a pool of bowls." At this time, my mother came in and asked me with a smile, "Is the bowl ready? Your father and I are waiting to eat with the bowl you washed! " . I hung my head in shame and replied, "No, I can't always do the dishes." Mom saw it and said, "Don't worry, I'll show you." After that, my mother picked up the bowl, skillfully washed it with water, then put on the detergent, carefully cleaned the sundries by hand, and finally washed the detergent with water. I carefully observed my mother's movements, only to see her clean the bottom of the bowl, and then wipe it round and round. My mother said to me, "the oil bowl is not easy to wash." After listening to this, I suddenly realized, thinking: "No wonder the first bowl is easy to wash, and the second bowl is not easy to wash." After that, I learned to wash like my mother, all thumbs. Although the dishes I washed were not as good as my mother's, I was still very happy. Then I washed all the dishes in the same way as before.
Looking at a pile of clean and comfortable bowls, my heart is full of joy. From this dish washing, I not only know how to wash dishes, but also know that practice makes perfect!