I wrote an essay for my parents, and I wrote an essay for my mother

You can write, how you wash your mother's feet...

Summary. I celebrate the 38th Festival for my mother.

The annual Women's Day is here again! I want to be a mom.

What should Mom do? After thinking about it for a while, I finally came up with an eyebrow.

Finish. Just do the housework for your mother and let her have a good rest day.

Take it easy, be happy!

On the day of the 38th Festival, I got up early, went to the kitchen, and thought: I will make today's breakfast. What to do? Ha.

Let's just have egg fried rice. I poured a little oil into the pan and started.

Fried. Mom got up and smiled when she saw the egg fried rice on the table.

He said, "You've grown up!" ”

In the afternoon, my mother went to work, and I read a book for a while and thought.

Mom mops the floor every day, so let me mop it today.

Just do it, I'll bring a bucket, put a little water in it, and bring it.

The towel was wiped up, and after a long time, it was finally wiped clean.

By this time, I was exhausted. But when I look back, I think: Mom.

Mom used to wipe like this every day, and she never shouted bitterness.

I'm tired! I'm tired just after wiping so little? I should learn from my mother, not afraid of hardship or tiredness.

I wrote an essay for my mother in three or eight sections.

I celebrated the annual March 8th Women's Day for my mother, and the manuscript is coming again! What do I want to do for my mother? After thinking about it for a while, I finally came up with an eyebrow.

Just do the housework for your mother, let your mother have a good rest day and relax, happy and happy! On the day of the 38th Festival, I got up early, went to the kitchen, and thought: I will make today's breakfast.

What to do? Ha. Let's just have egg fried rice.

I poured a little oil into the pan and started stir-frying. Mom got up, saw the egg fried rice on the table and smiled and said, "You've really grown up!"

In the afternoon, my mother went to work, I read a book for a while, thinking: Mom mops the floor every day, let me mop it today, I said that I will do it, I brought a bucket, put a little water in it, took a towel and wiped it up, wiped it for a long time, and finally wiped it clean. By this time, I was exhausted.

But looking back, my mother used to wipe like this every day, and she never shouted bitterness or tiredness! I'm tired just after wiping so little?

I should learn from my mother, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of partner, not afraid of tiredness.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was almost evening, so I cooked a little food and waited for my mother to come back. When my mother came home and saw this scene, she smiled and said, "My son has really grown up.""!

My heart was as sweet as honey. March 8 is not only a mother's day, but also a mother's day all over the world. We wish all mothers in the world a happy holiday and a devoid of desolation!

Today is Women's Day, we have a break in the afternoon, and the teacher asked us to do something for my mother.

In the afternoon, my dad went out, leaving me and my mom at home, and I started to do my homework. I was halfway through my homework, and then I went downstairs with my mother to play in the vegetable garden. There are a lot of vegetables in the vegetable garden :

Green onions, bok choy, coriander, Shanghai greens, bitter herbs, etc. The neighbor has a small vegetable patch, and my house also has a small vegetable patch. My mother pulled a lot of grass from the vegetable patch, and pulled out a very small Shanghai green tree, and threw it on the road, I picked it up, planted it in a hole in the ground, stuffed a lot of soil into the hole, watered it, and let the Shanghai green grow in this deep pit.

After a while, my mother buried the leftover peanut cakes from the peanut oil rolling into the soil to use as fertilizer.

After a while, I was about to go to the bookstore to read a book, and my mother was worried that I was using my bad eye, so she took me to the Century Dragon to buy something. We came to Century Dragon, to the place where the book was sold, and I read the book for a while, and then asked my mother to pull me to buy food. We bought some rice wine, some mung beans, some steamed buns, a piece of tofu and a bag of corn grits at Century Dragon and went home.

In the evening, I made a greeting card that said: Happy holiday to mom. I also made a homemade gift:

Put the waste wax into an iron bowl, bake it into wax water, pour it into half a ball, and when it is almost solidified, write on it with a sharp needle to wish your mother a happy holiday! I gave it to my mother, and my mother was very happy.

March 8, 2013 was my most special day and my most memorable day. I will record the events of this day and send them to our dear mother.

At noon, we had an early meal, and my mother carried me out on a bicycle, and I was very happy, because my mother took me to choose a brush and ink, which I had been looking forward to for a long time.

We came to the town and carefully selected, and my mother looked at this one and that one later; Pay attention to the nib of the pen for a while, moisten the tip of the pen with water for a while, rotate clockwise with the tip of the brush on the hand, I am wondering, my mother told me, this method is mainly used to check the quality of the bristles, if the bristles are split when rotating, it is not easy to use. I was so excited because I learned how to choose a brush. My mother and I sorted out the pen and put it in the blue in front of the bike, and I sat behind my mother, holding my mother's waist with my hands, humming a cheerful song to go home ......On the way home, an unexpected thing happened.

When going downhill, my mother tripped over a rock on the front wheel of her bicycle, only to hear my mother exclaim, "Not good! "My mom and I rolled onto the gravel road, and in order to protect me from the bicycle pressing on me, my mom was so anxious that she pushed the bike out, grabbed me with the other hand, and I slipped off my mother's back.

When I got up from the ground, I found that my mother was still lying on the ground, without saying a word, maybe it was too painful, maybe my mother didn't want to scare me, my mother covered her forehead tightly with her hands, and the blood still soaked out of my mother's fingers, I was frightened and called anxiously: "Mom, what's wrong with you?" "It was a long time before my mother looked up, looked at me, and whispered

Nothing, be brave, mom rest a little longer. "I was so nervous, tears were about to fall out, there was no one around, I said to my mother, I will go back and call grandma, and as I spoke, I ran forward. I had just run a short distance when my mother stopped me, "Son, don't go back, you are anxious and scared on the road, there are many vehicles, what should I do if I hit you?"

Dad and grandpa are not at home, and your grandma's feet are inconvenient, so if you are in a hurry, it is not good! I looked at my mother's pained and anxious expression, and that's it. After my mother rested for a while, I helped my mother pick up the bicycle and slowly walked on the way home.

When Uncle Zhang and I came home, we saw my mother cleaning her wound in the mirror. By the time my mother went to the hospital to get her wounds stitched, it was already night.

Looking back on this day, it is unforgettable! Although the ink had been splashed on the ground, I understood from my mother's calm eyes what bravery, decisiveness, calmness, and great maternal love were!

Finally, I wish my good mother, Happy Women's Day. Always happy and beautiful.

Dear Mom:

Hello! In a few days"Thirty-eight"It's Women's Day, though it's not"Mother"section, but I still want to say something to you.

I have written about it countless times in many essays"Mothers are the greatest people in the world"It's not like I'm boasting about you, it's from the depths of my heart.

That's right, of course it is, I grew up happily under your care since I was a child, you are like a big umbrella, covering me under the umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain, and never letting me suffer the slightest grievance and pain. You always pay for me without regrets, no matter what I ask, you will do your best to meet me.

Mom, it has been more than 13 years since I came into this world until today, and although I only have a few memories of my childhood, I clearly remember how you took me to the hospital in the middle of the night to hang up in the emergency room; I remember the distressed look you looked at when I was hurt; I remember you teaching me to write my name over and over again, and I remember your harsh reprimand when I made a mistake.

Mom, I want to ask you to forgive me. Mom, you used to praise me in front of my friends and colleagues for being an obedient child, but recently I have changed, and since I was in junior high school, I don't like to listen to you anymore"Nagging", and even particularly disgusted, so there is a deaf resistance, so there are disputes and confrontations that make you sad and sad. I know, you're for mine"Adolescence"And the so-called"Rebellious period"I shed a lot of sad tears, and it wasn't until that day that I noticed that your hands were not as smooth as they used to be, that crow's feet had appeared in the corners of your eyes, and that a little bit had grown in your jet-black hair"Hoarfrost"...

But, Mom, will you listen to my advice? I know that you are sometimes busy with work and often skip lunch, you always say in a beautiful name, it is for **, but this is really bad for health, you have to take care of your body, besides, you don't have to ** anymore, your appearance in my heart is always the most beautiful!

Mom, I will never forget the excitement and pride you had when you complimented me in front of your friends and colleagues, and rest assured that I will work harder to keep that look on your face forever.

Finally, I wish you a happy Women's Day, good health, and eternal youth!

Essay Mom, Happy March 8] Mom, Happy March 8.

Liu Yichen: Mom, thank you for letting me come into the world; Thank you for your meticulous care; Thank you for teaching me how to be human;

There is one thing that I will never forget, the essay Mom, Happy March 8th Day, the first grade essay "Essay Mom, Happy March 8th Day". That day, it was pouring rain outside the house, and I had a fever of 38 degrees, you look at me, and then look out the window, and I went out with an umbrella to buy medicine. At this time, I suddenly remembered:

Mom has a wound on her leg that can't get wet. I want to stop you from sailing, but I'm already exhausted by my illness. When you came back, I saw that all the medicine on your legs had been washed down by the rain, and there was a piece of sludge, and my heart suddenly felt like a lead block, very heavy!

Mom, on the occasion of the March 8th Festival, your son wishes you: Happy Holidays!

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