An essay on a letter to my mother, revealing true feelings, friends, help

There is only a mother in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure, thrown into the mother's arms, and happiness cannot be enjoyed. "Whenever I hum this song, I think of my dear mother. Mom, I have always had words in my heart, but I have never had a chance to tell you, and today I will take this opportunity to open my heart and say it.

Mom, I thank you for working so hard to raise me, let me live a carefree life, let me grow up happily, when I was in the first grade, when the school was going to hold a storytelling competition, the class had to vote first, and when I got home, you chose a story for me, taught me to do movements, demeanor, expressions, you patiently taught me over and over again, and I was very happy to be selected for this competition in the class, and when I got home, I told my mother about it, and my mother was very happy and said, "Come on!" Aim for first place in the school story.

I was very nervous during the competition, but when I thought of what my mother said not to be nervous, friendship first, competition second, I felt a lot more relaxed. When I started talking, I followed the movements and demeanors that my mother taught me, and I spoke like I was entering the kingdom of stories. The results came in and I got the first place.

Wow! I was so happy that I came home with the certificate in my hand and handed it to my mother, who was even more excited than me. Since then, I have won good results in ancient poetry, sports festivals, science and technology festivals, and ** festivals.

It was my mother who gave me confidence.

Mom, you are so selfless dedication to me, you have given everything for me, I want to say to you "Mom, thank you, you have worked hard, I will definitely redouble my efforts, work hard, and repay you for your nurturing grace to me with excellent results." ”

Write about your mother's education and your gratitude to her.

And while preaching there, two days later.

Essay: A letter to mom.

Hello Mom. It's awkward to call you that. Since I was a child, in addition to calling you mother, I have always been you and your "calling" you, and the relationship between the two of us is also a mother and a friend, and I have always been no big or small to you.

But on this special day, I sincerely want to say to you: "Happy New Year, Mom!" "I remember when I was a kid, when I first learned about this holiday, I innocently asked you what gift you wanted.

You laughed and said what kind of gift do you want, the little ancestor just needs you to be a little better. I didn't understand it at the time, but now I think about it. Alas, I haven't been able to fulfill your wish until now, and I've always worried you.

But from now on, I will work hard to prepare for this "gift", if it doesn't work this year, it will be next year, and if it doesn't work next year, it will be the year after. Someday you will receive this "gift". It's just a place where I'm sorry for you, and I "take advantage" of you from time to time in addition to worrying about you.

I think that at the beginning, for the sake of my own selfish desire to play with computers, I vigorously preached the benefits of buying a computer to you who disagreed, and taught you to play games in the community Internet café. But when you are really obsessed with it, after buying a computer, I only care about playing crazy with myself, ignoring you, repeatedly refusing your request to play with the computer, and no longer teaching you simple operations by hand. But when I saw you begging me like a child to let you play for a while, I finally found out in my conscience.

Although there will be one more person and I to grab a computer in the future, I think it's a good thing because your life will be more colorful from now on. Did you know? There is an article called "The Old Begonia Tree" that makes me feel guilty every time I read it.

The author's harm to his grandmother in it made me see my own shadow. Why haven't I hurt you like that? When I was in elementary school, I couldn't write a lot of words, and I often asked you how to write which word when I was doing homework.

Sometimes you're too busy doing housework to take care of me, and sometimes you really don't know, so I complain that you don't understand this. Actually, how can I say that you are? Even now, I often hurt you in similar situations, and even yelled at you at your kind urging, saying that you were annoying and that you were nagging.

But I'll pay more attention in the future, because I don't want to be a second author. Well, if you don't talk about it so much, you'll get annoyed when you read it. I just want to say again, I don't want you to be happy only on this day, I want you to be happy every day!

This is my greatest wish as your son and daughter.

Sincerely, I salute you.

Your son and daughter: so-and-so.

Dear Mom:

Mom, I have a lot of things I want to say to you, but I don't usually dare to say them, so now I will take the opportunity of writing an essay to pour those words out in one go!

Mom, I want to say to you, don't take the score so seriously, okay? There is a saying among our friends, "Exam, exam, teacher's magic weapon; Points, points, points, the lifeblood of students. Did you know?

You asked me to be in the top three of my class, you know, how stressed I was? Scores, in my mind, are second only to life! Mom, did you know?

In the last final exam, you asked me to score 95 points or more in Chinese and 100 points in mathematics, and I didn't dare to disobey as if I had received a holy decree, so I took the time to start reviewing the text, because I knew that if I didn't meet the requirements, the consequences would be unimaginable. After the final exam, the other friends near my home went to play easily, but I was still nervous. That day, when you asked me to ask the teacher about the results of the final exam, my heart was up and down, dialed up**, I felt like a little rabbit scurrying around, when the teacher told me the score, I immediately froze, my basic Chinese score of 70 points, but 30 points of composition, because I did not carefully review the question, the composition was written off topic, and the result was deducted 10 points, the total score was 90 points.

Then I turned and went into the room, and closed the door with a "pop", and I had to stare blankly at the door ...... that you had smashed and was still vibrating slightlyI know you're angry, and I'm angry that you didn't review the questions properly, but is it necessary for you to be so results-oriented? Can't I continue to work hard next time? Isn't there such a saying, "Determination is strength, confidence is success, discouragement is weakness, and death is failure."

Your actions will only make me feel less confident. Mom, please give me confidence!

Mom, I want to say to you, please respect my opinion, okay? I was selected by my teacher to participate in a math competition that was held in our school not long ago. You took time out of your busy schedule to accompany me to do Olympiad problems.

I'm happy because I have a good mom who cares about my studies. However, when I do Olympiad problems, I sometimes have my own ideas, my own ideas for solving problems, and I have problems. Why can't you just listen to my opinion?

Even if I don't get it right, you can help me correct it. At least that way, I can give myself one more chance to practice! I've grown up and have my own opinions and ideas, and my ideas aren't very naïve!

Think about it, Bill Gates, the richest man in the world, didn't he ask a lot of questions when he was a child? But his family members answered his questions very seriously and gave him a satisfactory answer.

Dear mother, can you accept these suggestions I have given you? I wish you could be the best mother in my mind!

Your son xx