Write an essay on My Mom , no less than 500 words.

Mother's love is like water, often gentle and delicate, the greatest love in the world is mother's love, and mother's love is our mother.

I still remember that time when I was very young, when I wanted to learn to ride a bicycle, the neighbor had a bicycle, I wanted to learn, so I borrowed it to ride, I was very excited to step on it, little by little to pedal forward, slowly I rode up, I was very happy, but I didn't expect to suddenly fall, my leg hurt very much, I just sat there, wow wow crying, my mother heard the cry and immediately ran out, asked me what was wrong, I said it seemed to have fallen on my leg, so my mother immediately carried me to the hospital, but the hospital is three or four kilometers away from here, We didn't have a car at home, and my mother didn't know how to ride a bicycle, so she kept carrying me on her back, it was winter, and it was snowing, and it was very cold, but my mother still carried me forward, and the sweat on my head fell drop by drop, and I said to my mother, I came down and walked, I can walk, but my mother didn't say anything and carried me forward, and he said to me, it's okay, I used to be a sports champion, so I didn't say anything, and fell asleep on his back.

When I woke up, I was already in the hospital, my leg had been put on a cast, my mother sat on the edge of my bed and looked at me, and when she saw that I woke up, she asked me if I was hungry, and my mother got you something to eat, and I said well, my mother went out, and after I went out, I heard a few sneezes, and my mother had a cold. When he came back, I asked my mother if she was sick and if she wanted to buy some medicine to drink, and she said that it was not in the way, and this little illness was over. I heard this with a sour heart, and looked up at the ceiling, my eyes gradually blurring.

My mother is good at everything, she just loves to nag. The other day, when I was getting ready for school, she came up with a hat and gloves and chattered while putting them on for me: "How can I do without a hat when it's cold in winter?"

I can't take care of myself when I'm so old, really! I got annoyed by listening to it, threw down the sentence "I'm going to be late", and slammed the door shut. It's annoying!

I'm not a kid again, am I?!

At night. I was lying on my desk doing my homework. Mom pushed the door in and started nagging again:

How do you write homework like this? How bad! "While patting me on the back with his hand, I straightened up.

My anger snowballed bigger and bigger, higher and higher. I jerked back, stood up on my feet, and slammed her hand off. The "pop" was so loud that it echoed through the room several times.

Mom looked surprised, her eyelashes fluttered back and forth, and I kept a straight face and didn't speak. The clock on the wall "ticks" and ticks. "Can you say a little less?

My ears are calloused. Now, please, get out, okay? "I'm aggressive.

Mom turned around silently. "Click", the door closed. A low, suppressed sobbing came, and I listened, distracted.

It's nice to have no nagging! How comfortable! But I always feel like something is missing.

One morning, I was ready to go, but I couldn't find my hat, I looked at my watch, I was almost late, forget it, let's go. The moment I turned to open the door, a voice said, "No hat again, you disobedient little fool!" Then, a warm hat was handed over, and I subconsciously caught it and put it on.

Suddenly, it was warm from top to bottom, and the vacancy in my heart was filled, and I turned back sharply, looked at my mother and smiled. She smiled brightly, her eyes narrowed into slits, and two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, but the years had left a deep mark on her face: wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, strands of silver hair on her head, oh, mother!

You are ordinary, you are ordinary, but, you are great!

Mother's nagging, mother's love ......

My mom. I have a funny and humorous mom. Because of this, my personality is also very cheerful, who called my mother to give me so many humor cells.

My mom has a rice, a long figure, and because she gave birth to me, her belly is a little big. Dad sometimes laughed at her, but she wasn't angry at all. She said

Like a red panda. Isn't that great? ”。

My mom never used a single bit of makeup, sometimes with my "Johnson & Johnson Baby Lotion", and when I asked her, she always said, "Look how good Mommy is, because I'm a little baby!" ”。

My mom is like this, and what's even more ridiculous is that she ...... 3 years ago.

That day, I rode a stroller with my mother to take a walk in the street garden. Suddenly, my mother remembered that someone had asked her to talk. So, my mother immediately sent me home and pedaled to the cart.

The movement swayed and swayed, and it was flexible. According to my mother, everyone on the street looked at her that day, laughing as they watched. It made my mother very embarrassed.

Once, a few curtain hooks fell off at home and couldn't be opened. Dad loved to make it himself, but he didn't fix it in one day, so he was very angry. Mom wanted to make Dad laugh, so she hid behind the curtain and "squeaked", opened the curtain, smiled and stepped forward, casually raised a wooden stick as a "microphone", and sang a song

Goodbye, my loyal fans! My dad and I laughed a little "poof", and the more we laughed, the happier we became, and the laughter became "haha......Wowhaha! ”。

What's the matter, Dad laughed too? It turned out that one of my mother's songs actually opened the curtains. So, Dad smiled and started to install curtain hooks again.

Hey! Mom, you're really good. You are our "pistachio", an eternally happy "pistachio" and an eternally happy mother! Mom, I love you.

Mom is a very good person in the world, you have to understand Mom!

My mom still needs someone else to write it. What a tragedy.