Mom, I want to say to you essay 150 words !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!rush

One of my proudest works.

While helping my mom clean up her room, I stumbled upon the painting, a sketch that I was proud of.

I remember this year's Mother's Day, and I always wanted to surprise my mother. At that time, I was learning to draw portraits of people in sketches, so I decided to draw a portrait of my mother. First, I began to observe my mother:

The slightly curly hair, facial expressions, details and even the slightest wrinkle are all sketched in my mind. Sometimes I even saw God, and my mother always looked at me strangely, and I, as for me, always smiled and signaled that it was okay, so as not to arouse my mother's suspicions.

Once I had accumulated good material, I started writing. First I drew the approximate position and size, and then I decided to start with my mother's hair. The hair should not be painted solidly, and there should be some gaps, which requires drawing one by one.

If you draw in the wrong direction, you have to erase a large piece. So, I sketched out the lines very carefully and delicately. My mother's naturally curly hair flashed in my mind, and whenever I made a mistake, I didn't complain, but drew the lines more seriously.

After a while, my mother's hair was drawn, and my heart was filled with joy.

When painting the face, either the left side is swollen, or the right side is concave, and you can't draw the texture and brightness of the light. However, I was not annoyed, I looked for the ** of the portrait on the computer, carefully appreciated it, listed the advantages, saw the author's brush, line, I also found the **, found out the skills of drawing the face of the character, all deeply remembered in my mind. When I painted it again, it was much easier.

The master's method kept flashing in my mind, and after constant drawing, erasing, changing, constantly comparing, practicing and the teacher's guidance, I expressed the details, textures, and three-dimensional sense of the face. In the end, the lines of the clothes were much easier: the dark folds and the texture of the rough cloth were perfectly reflected in my sweat and painstaking efforts.

Looking at this painting, happiness and pride fill my heart together. "Mom will be very happy when she sees it! I thought silently.

On Mother's Day, I walked up to my mother with a smile and proudly handed over the painting, and after my mother saw it, she smiled sweetly, her eyebrows were full of joy, she stroked my head, and said with a smile: "Hehe, my daughter has grown up!" ”

This is one of the proudest works of my career, really!

What do you want, say the conditions and I'll help you, there is absolutely no problem. The composition is small, and 500 words is even more meaningful. Whether it is well written or not is another matter.

Hello is happy to answer for you, when I was sick, who was there for me, it was my mother; When I was in trouble, who was there to support me, also a mother; When I am sad and sad, who is by my side to comfort me, it is all mothers. Every time, it was my mother who was there for me to give me endless ends. I really want to say to my dear mother

Thank you, my dear mother. "I was a naughty little girl, and I always caused a lot of trouble for my mother, and my mother always wordlessly survived all this trouble for me. I accidentally fell at home that time, and my knee was bleeding, and my mother immediately took out the ointment to help me apply it, and it hurt on me, but it hurt in my mother's heart.

My mother always cares about my life in every detail, when the weather is cold, my mother immediately prepares clothes for me to add, and when I am sick, my mother always stays by my side and takes care of me. I remember the year before last, when I was sick, my mother took me to the hospital in the middle of the night, and stayed by my bedside all night, and when I woke up in the morning, I saw that my mother's eyes were bloodshot. Mom didn't sleep all night and kept watch over me.

Mom, I have a lot to say to you, and this is a little bit of time out of my busy schedule to say to you.

Hope that the son will become a dragon and the daughter will become a phoenix, this is the hope of each of your parents, in order to make us "famous" and "family", you keep forcing us to do what we are not willing to do. Mom, you're no exception. You made me go to cram school all the time, and you made me do endless extracurricular exercises.

There was not a single student who didn't like the weekend, but I hated it so much that I wished I didn't have it. Because on weekends, my classmates can go out to play, but I go to cram school, and I face composition classes, reading classes, English classes, Olympiad classes, ...... all day longIn this way, I only have Friday noon and week.

Sixth, I can only write homework in the evening, and if the teacher assigns a lot of homework, I won't even have a problem with resting. I have begged you many times to give me some time to play, but you have casually said, "Time is squeezed out by people, you can play after you finish cram school and do your homework."

Ay! How can there be a time to play.

I remember that National Day, my cousin called ** to ask me out to play. I wanted to take the opportunity to relax, so I couldn't wait to say yes. I was just about to go out, and you came back from grocery shopping, and you glared at me and said loudly

Want to be lazy, huh? Has the job been checked? I was so scared that I said

Check ......Looked. You don't believe it, and open the homework book again. I really didn't know why you didn't believe me so much.

After reading the homework, you go and pull out a few more exercise books for me to do, and you say, "You can play after you finish these ticked exercises, and it's up to you to decide whether you want to play or not." "I happily opened the workbook and was amazed, how long will it take to do so many exercises?

Doesn't that mean you're not allowed to play?! Then, you called your cousin again and said that you refused to let me go.

Mom, I want to say to you, please give me a space to grow freely, no grades, no exercises, no blame.

Mom, I want to tell you that the current school education is a failure. It is said that the daughter is the mother's little padded jacket, and there are so many things to say between the mother and daughter. Those pure coquettish calls, those short analyses of parents, those comparisons of classmates and friends, and those inconvenient to ask about Dad's knowledge.

With so much material in front of you, you can't write it in a thousand words.

However, when the teacher assigned the topic "Mom, I Want to Say to You" and asked to write a 200-word essay, many people still couldn't think of what to write. Had to turn to the network for help.

What does school teach us? We don't even know how to express family affection. It's nothing more than letting us complete boring tasks one by one, otherwise how to suffer in the short term, and it will also lead to finding a worse job than others in the future and earning less than others.

We are warned to regret that we did not have the brains to cope with the task today. It seems that if we have completed all the tasks assigned today, we will be happy in the future.

Mom, I can tell you the truth, I am very happy. Teachers have to force themselves to believe that as long as we do the task and suppress our true thoughts, we can exchange "happiness" in the future, and they are really unhappy. You refer to.

You, you, you, you.

What kind of kid are you? If you write to your mother like this, you have to be written by someone else for you!

Look at you and you're a conscienceless! ~

I think you've got enough of that 250! 290 are more! ~