Excellent essay on my mom 470 500 words. Hurry up! Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Mother, my heart is forever touched.

Alas! It's another rainy day! Looking at the rain outside, my heart felt like it was bitten by this thread, and I became more and more depressed and uncomfortable......Mother, what are you doing at this point?

Are you wrapping up in a raincoat? Or do you use your frozen hands to tidy up the dishes? ......In the eyes of tears gradually fogging, the scenes of the past reappeared in front of my eyes.

That year, I had just turned 9 years old, and I was still an ignorant little girl. Every day, when I see my mother going out early and returning late, I never know how to ask, I only care about whether my mother has something I like to eat when she comes back, but my mother never blames me. One day, the weather was very cold, and my father was worried about my mother, so he warmed up some vegetables and asked me to send them to the town to my mother, who sold vegetables.

Arrived, finally arrived, put the bicycle, but the scene in front of me made me sad and sad, the alma mater wore a broken hat on his head, a thin coat on his body, and his hands were red and green in the cold wind and drizzle to patiently sort out the vegetables, probably because of the long-term freezing, the mother's hand has been slightly trembling, even so, whenever there are customers coming, the mother can always greet with a smile and warm hospitality. If there were no customers, my mother's face would be so old and so sad.

In the next few years, no matter what happens, as long as I think of my mother, my heart will be filled with warmth and touch. Mother, my heart is forever touched.

My mother was a very kind person, she had big round eyes, jet black hair, a pointed nose and a rosy lip, she was very beautiful. My mother loves me very much Once, when I was sick, my mother brought me water and medicine, and took a thermometer to measure my temperature, my mother was constantly busy, and finally, my mother said to me: "Song'er, you can spread the disease to your mother!"

Mom never wants to see you sick anymore. After listening to my mother's words, I said to her, "Mom, if I infect you, my heart will be even more uncomfortable!"

Mom gently kissed me on the forehead, and slowly I fell asleep. Another time, I remember one night, it was snowing heavily, and since my cotton shoes were already small, my mother was going to buy me another pair of cotton shoes. That same night, my mother braved the snow to buy me cotton shoes.

After my mother left, I leaned in front of the window and looked at the road, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians, but there was still no sign of my mother. After a while, I saw a dusty man rushing home from the heavy snow. Ding Dong, a doorbell rang, I hurriedly went to open the door, it turned out to be my mother back.

Mom's face was flushed, and her hands were almost frozen. At this time, I said to my mother with tears in my eyes, "Mom, I shouldn't have asked you to buy me shoes, if I didn't let you go, you wouldn't have frozen like this."

My mom stroked my face with her frozen hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay! "When I listened to my mother's words, I couldn't help but tear my eyes.

I love my mom because she gave me love, gave me life, gave me everything.

Children, write this yourself, give some feelings!

New bells rang again and again, the rings of life turned forward with an unstoppable momentum, and the golden years flowed away like water and wind, and slowly drifted sweet memories that never faded. Whenever I open the door of my heart that has been sealed for a long time, there are some things I always want to say to you, my mother ......

Mother, I want to say to you. I've been working with you for thirteen years, but I've never "read" you properly. In my memory, your busy figure always surrounds me; In my memory, I always hear the praise of your neighbors; As far back as I can remember, your talking eyes always flickered in my ......It seems that the only words left in your "sea of words in life" are "mother's love * hard work * pay".

When I was drowsy, had a fever. In the haze, I saw a figure with heavy steps, and from time to time brushed the beads of sweat from my forehead. Oh, that familiar figure is Mother!

Thank you, Mother, for giving me the most shocking affection in the world when I was in pain and helpless.

Mother, I want to say to you. Because of the childishness of childhood, because of the playfulness of childhood, because of the naughtiness of growth, it always makes you angry. After all, you're used to what you're doing, and you always feel like that's what you're supposed to do.

However, now I am no longer the little girl who can only be submissive in the past, but a girl with thoughts, opinions, and ambitions. The stark contrast between before and after is that my mother has shaped me into who I am today. I clearly understand that it is not your responsibility, but your willingness.

What a rare spirit! Sacrifice the small self, complete the big self, pay sincere emotions for the family, for the children. Oh, thank you, Mother, for nurturing me and teaching me how to deal with setbacks and ......failures as I grew up

Mother, I want to say to you. Now I am no longer the me you remember in the past, please get rid of your doting on me, let me, a young man with strong blood, go to the top singing, surfing the sea, and fighting the heavens and the earth! I want to have my own space and do what I love to do.

Without your nagging, without your interference, without your obstruction, oh Mother, I want to say to you, please don't interfere in my affairs, I want to fly out of the birdcage and fly outside, I want to have my own self-reliant life.

Still asking questions if you don't have a reward? Write it yourself. (Because I'm thinking about this too) o( o hahaha

What does your mom do? Who are you? What's your mother's personality?

I think we should give you some space, we can't help you write it all, but it's okay to write you a hint.

1.Everyone's mom is different, different personalities, and different ways of loving us.

2.You can start by describing a mother's appearance, including her appearance and clothing.

3。Mom's love for us is great, usually by writing about the little things in life and seeing the big things in a small way to write about how much mom loves us.