I did an essay for my mom that satisfied me

Today is "May Day", and my mother decided to clean up the whole family. She gave me the task: mopping the floor.

Ay! Everyone knows that I am the best and most unskilled mopping person in the world, but my mother let me mop the floor. My mother made a holy decree, and I didn't dare to disobey it, so I had to do it.

I washed the mop, attached it to the mop, and got to work.

I dragged from the outside in. Throw the mop forward, then pull it back, then throw it forward in another place, then pull it back. Just keep repeating these two movements.

My mother gave the order, and I didn't dare to be negligent and slack. Dragged every part of the room to it. It's finally over.

As soon as I turned around, I suddenly found myself trapped and unable to "get out". As soon as I take a step, a footprint is left on the ground. I couldn't care so much, so I stood on tiptoe, picked up the mop, and ran out as fast as I could.

I had hoped for a miracle, but there were still dirty footprints on the floor.

My mother saw my results and didn't say a word, two words: heavy drag. I had no choice but to drag it again.

I dragged halfway through and felt my hands were sore. From this, I thought that my mother had to mop the floor every day, but she didn't say anything. Actually, she's also very uncomfortable!

The floor is mopped, I think: I mopped the floor for my mother once, my hands are so sore, my mother has dragged our home thousands of times, and I don't complain, I sometimes always make a mess on the floor, causing her so much trouble, I really shouldn't have it! I don't know how difficult it is for my mother to raise me, I must help my mother do more housework in the future, listen to her, and be the most filial daughter in the world.

I do something for my mom Today is Women's Day, and I've been thinking about what gift to give my mom since I opened my eyes in the morning. Suddenly, an idea came to my mind – tidy up my room for my mom. When I got up early in the morning, I didn't see my mother, and I remembered that he said yesterday that there was a client who needed to go out today, so he was not at home, and I thought:

God helped me, my mother was not at home, and when I came back, I gave her a surprise, and thinking about it, I picked up a broom and began to sweep the floor. I started sweeping from the living room, and as soon as I swept the place carefully, it was immediately clean. But suddenly I noticed something sticky on the ground, and it seemed to be against me, and I couldn't sweep it off.

I thought to myself: I must take it. I took a wet rag and wiped it vigorously, and the dirty thing obediently "surrendered".

After sweeping the floor, I started tidying up my room again. I folded the books on the table, one east and one west, and put all the pens into the pen holder. But the dirty desktop stumped me again.

I safely "transferred" everything on the table to the floor, wiped it carefully with a rag, and then put everything back on the table. Mom came home from work and couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the clean and tidy room. I say proudly:

Mom, this is my Mother's Day gift to you, I wish you a happy holiday! It feels so good to help mom do things!

100 points, wrote the main nature of the thing.