Mother s Love essay. Sixth grade level, as long as 200 words.

Mother. On everyone's path of growth, mothers dedicate themselves to a selfless emotion. My mom was the same, but her love for me took another form.

In order to broaden my horizons, my mother took me on trips since I was three years old. In order to learn to be strong, during the journey, although I was still babbling and walking and wrestling, my mother would never hold me, and even when I fell, my mother would look at me with "stern" eyes - looking at my pleading eyes, watching me burst into tears until I got up. I don't understand my mother's ruthlessness, and I only remember my mother's faint words:

One day you will get up on your own, one day you will have to walk on your own, I am for your own good. "I am very aggrieved, for the sake of my mother's ruthlessness.

There is one more thing that sticks in my mind. When I was young, my mother asked me to learn the piano, a piano lesson, I was in a very bad mood, so I was always listless in class, and my mother on the side did not leave me any affection, and I was counted down in class, and I finished the next course with anger. I thought I could go home easily, but unexpectedly, my mother inexplicably called me to the side of the road and told me what I had learned in class.

At this time, it rained in the sky, and the rain fell on me, but my mother ignored it completely, and I was trembling, and tears couldn't help but flow, but tears have never been useful to my mother. Looking at my mother's tense face and raised eyebrows, a pair of eyes scorched by anger shot out two cold lights, and I could only choose to obey when I was young. But in my heart, I really hate my mother.

The rain was still falling, and my mother's face softened a little, and she continued to explain the content of the class to me until I understood. Looking at the water on my mother's face, I don't know if it's rain or tears.

It was in this "deep hatred" that I spent eleven years. However, in the past 11 years of growth, with various achievements, I truly understood the meaning of my mother and slowly chewed on this love. It turned out that every garment I worn, from top to bottom, was washed by my mother's own hands, and those hands were warmer than the hands that held me in the heavy rain.

It turned out that I didn't know that my mother's simple phrase "come home early from school" was called "concern"; didn't know that the mother dragged her tired figure in the kitchen and was busy called "love"; I didn't know that the cup of hot milk in front of me in the morning was called "happiness" ......Now that I've grown up, I understand that this other form is good intentions.

The years are in a hurry, and mother's love is with each other.

The sky is still blue, and the distant mountains are still refreshing. Stepping on the sheep intestine path, I couldn't hold back the overflowing longing, and accelerated the pace ......Oh, my loving mother, whom I miss day and night, must be anxiously leaning against the door and looking ......

Mother's love, not to mention that it will be highlighted after a short separation, when the trickle of memory flows quietly, I find that it has always been with me.

When I was a child, my mother was that cozy cottage

I sat quietly in the hut, my little head peering out the window from time to time. At this time of the day, Mom always appears like that. Footsteps!

I was pleasantly surprised to run to the door. "Squeak-" The door was gently pushed open, and the familiar figure was outside the door. Although the night was dark, I felt the figure with light and warmth.

I'll be back—" Mom walked up to me quickly, smiled, squatted down gently, and hugged me tightly. "Are you hungry? "Is it cold or not?

Alone at home and missing mom? Mom's eyes were filled with endless worry and distress.

In the cozy cottage, endless maternal love is rippling.

Later, mother's love is the hands that wipe away tears

I rejected all the lights, turned off all the lights, and endured the heartache ...... of failing the exam alone"Bang", the light illuminated the test paper in front of me, and I saw the dazzling score again. So, unable to bear it any longer, I burst into tears. In the hazy eyes of tears, my mother's figure quietly approached and sat with me.

Look up, oh, Mom's eyes are clearly full of his ...... of pity"Mom—" I felt even more heartache. Suddenly, a pair of tired hands slowly reached out to me. Instantly, my face was so warm.

Mom's fingers gently slid over the corners of my eyes, taking away the tears that had turned cold, and bringing the words full of encouragement: "Start all over again, crying doesn't belong to you, to win a smile, Mom believes in you!" ”

Those hands always brighten my mood on a bleak day.

And now, mother's love is the admonition of happiness

After breakfast, my mother had already taken my schoolbag for me and sent me off with a smile in the early morning sun. Her smile in the sun shone with a golden glow, and I was touched with happiness. "Be careful when you go to the corner", "Come back early at noon for dinner""...So, with the happiness of the morning sun, I ran to the school ......

Time passes by, and mother's love comes like a spring!

My mind returned to reality from my memory, and I suddenly realized that I was closer to home! Closer to Mother! I couldn't help but quicken my pace, wanting to fly home all at once, snuggle up to my mother, and continue to let that love surround me, and always follow me ......

Parental love.

It was a dark evening, and the wind was blowing outside the window, so I cleaned up the classroom and began to pack my school bag and prepare to go home. "Click" A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the heavy rain poured down I secretly screamed in my heart, put my clothes on my head and rushed out, just arrived at the school gate, two familiar figures flashed into my eyes It's my father, and my mother, but both of them only have an umbrella in their hands Mom smiled and said to me: "Your dad and I came directly from the office, and we didn't bring more umbrellas, let's fight together."

No, the rain is too heavy, and both of them will be wet, so I'll give this umbrella to Shihao. Dad hurriedly said as he stretched out his umbrella. "I fought with my dad.

Saying that, I jumped under my father's umbrella, my father held the umbrella in one hand, and tried his best to hold my shoulder with the other, and the three of them and the two umbrellas were hidden in the mist, and I felt so happy and happy at that moment.

In a haze, one picture after another suddenly flashed in my mind: I remembered that I forgot to take my homework book with me because I was in a hurry to go to school, and my father found out and ran to send me to the classroom; I remembered when I forgot to get home because I was playing basketball, and my mother was hurrying around looking for me; I remembered his eager voice in the microphone when I called my father on a business trip: "The fuse is in the toolbox on the balcony, and you must not forget to pull down the brake knife first when you put on the fuse"; I remembered every time I took an exam, my mother's advice before leaving home:

Don't panic and believe in yourself. "There are so many memories of the past that I can't help but cry.

The love of parents is like the fragrance of lilies, which slowly converges and no longer drifts away. I think there may be no one in the world who will say that they don't love their parents, but can they say that they can fully repay their parents' love? Perhaps far from it.

In the eyes of my parents, love is to walk with you, and you will never get tired no matter how far you go, so I will never forget my father's ardent words when he held my draft composition: "Change it, change it again and you can transcribe it." "I will never forget my mother getting up early in the morning to make breakfast for me - life is too long, and this moment is happiness.

As I write this, I can't help but think of the biblical prophet Elijah covering his face with his hands, not daring to look God's face in the face. I think that parents can enjoy this right, and they have the holy things that "God" has sown on the earth.

Every time I made a mistake, my mother yelled at me and sometimes hit me, which made me feel like my mother was not.

Mother's love is the greatest, most selfless and most sincere love in the world, and the world has become more colorful because of mother's love.

When we fell to the ground, we began to bathe in the sunshine and rain of mother's love. Because of the care of mother's love, we little seedlings thrive. When the wind and rain come, setbacks come, and suffering come, there is no need to be afraid, because there will be mother's love to support a sunny day for us.

Do you remember that fairy tale that has been passed down for thousands of years? In order for her son to pass out and not die of hunger and thirst, the mother watered the fruit-bearing trees with her own blood. When the son woke up to look for his mother, he was already sleeping in the mountains, and the trees all over the mountains had turned red as blood, dazzling.

The power of a mother's love is enough to work miracles. According to a television station, a building in one area suddenly caught fire, and soon, the fire engulfed the entire building. In order not to hurt her little daughter, a mother ran out through the raging fire with her whole body, and finally rescued her daughter, while many others were killed in the fire.

Later, after the accident experts determined that it took a distance of three meters to run from the mother's house to the outside without getting burned. The mother's speed broke the world record in the long jump.

This is true for people, and it is also true for animals. When the wild antelope kneels down to the hunter just because it carries the baby antelope that is about to be born, will not your heart be shaken by the love of motherhood? When the old cow in the desert sheds tears and begs the passers-by to give the calf a drop of life-saving water, won't your heart be shocked by the mother's love?

Everyone's growth is inseparable from maternal love, and it is maternal love that has made great people amazing, endowed artists with wonderful inspiration, inspired the keen wisdom of scientists, and enriched the inner emotions of each of us. Mother's love is like a sky full of stars, dotted with stars, reflecting the hearts of each of us.

The world has become more colorful because of maternal love. The vicissitudes of life, the world changes, only mother's love can give us magical power, and the brilliance of mother's love will remain eternal.