Because of my mother s love, I can grow up happily in 400 words

My mother is like a crescent moon in the sky, and I am like a happy little star leaning on my mother's body.

Yesterday, I was painting with a few classmates. But there was one classmate who was always making a fuss and made my and a few other classmates' clothes very dirty. I thought in my heart: I will definitely be scolded by my mother when I go home. This classmate is so naughty.

When I got home, I entered the door nervously, and my mother said, "How did you get this dress?" "I told my mom 1510. My mother didn't scold me, but said, "It's okay, the paint on my clothes can definitely go down." ”

Another time, we had a lot of homework, and there were several papers, and I managed to do 10 points. When I was writing, my mind became more and more confused. Mom said, "Don't worry, don't be in a hurry." When I calmed down, I would write faster, and sure enough, I was done in a while.

At noon, I said, "Mom and Dad will call me when they go to school in a while." Mom said, "Okay." You go for a nap! ”

I woke up in a moment. I went to look for my father, who was there staring at the clock for fear that I would be late. The eyes did not take away at all.

I went to my mom again. There, my mother put the boiled mung bean soup on the table and used a fan to blow the heat away. My bean-sized tear rings flowed down my face.

Go and hug your mother, how do you put mung bean soup on the table and fan it with a fan. Mom said, "That's for you."

Mom's voice became hoarse. I said, "Mom, drink the mung bean soup!"

That way your voice won't be hoarse. Mother: "It's okay, just drink saliva."

Drink it! My mouth weighed like a thousand pounds of boulder, and I slowly drank it down.

At this time, this mung bean soup is warm love.

I have learned that motherly love is great, selfless, and obscure. Mother's love is great.

People say that father's love is like a mountain, tall and majestic. But I want to say that a mother's love is like water, clear and sweet. Mother's love is shallowly sprinkled in the bits and pieces of life, and mother's love is a trace reflected in life.

Last Saturday, my mom and I went to the mall to buy clothes. In front of a shop window, there are a lot of people. Mom also wanted to join in the fun, so she took me inside.

Suddenly, I was hit by a man and fell to the ground, and at this moment, I suddenly disappeared from my mother. What can I do? I was separated from my mother!

I hurriedly searched the front and back of the mall, but I didn't find my mother, and I was so anxious that I cried. I later learned that my mother was so anxious that she stomped her foot and complained that she didn't hold my hand tightly. Mom asks everyone she sees

Have you ever seen a chubby girl wearing a green dress? "When my mother asked all the knowledge on this floor and couldn't find me, she went to another floor to look for me in the same way, layer after floor, but she couldn't find me, and finally my mother rushed into the radio room and broadcast to find someone. Just when my mother was panting and sitting on the stairs heartbroken, and she couldn't regret it, she suddenly saw a girl in the distance, with no adult next to her, her eyes were full of anxiety and fear.

Mom made up her mind, and when I was sure that this girl was me, I also saw my mother. My mother walked up to me, hugged me and said, "Why are you so careless, child!"

Why are you so naughty! With that, he hugged me again. After this incident, I have a deeper understanding of the word mother's love, what is mother's love?

Mother's love is the search for the whole building. Mother's love is shallow, surrounded by mother's love, I grew up happily

One afternoon, I was doing my homework as soon as I got home from school. Maybe I'm distracted, and halfway through, I really want to read. I tiptoed out of the room :

Mom prepares for class in her room. I snickered in my heart, and secretly laughed evilly: Haha, she can't control me this time!

It's time to "binge"! I walked softly to the bookcase, quietly opened the door of the bookcase, and took the book I wanted to read the most. I sat down at my desk, read a few pages, and then tucked into the gap between my desk and the cabinet.

Then, I pretended to be casual and did my homework absentmindedly for a while. I looked around whimsily, then quietly took out the book and read it hungrily. But I didn't know that my mother happened to come out of the study at this time, and she happened to see me reading a book in the room.

She probably didn't quite believe her eyes, so she took a closer look. Now, the fox's tail can't be hidden. At first, I also found some very lame words to justify, but my mother saw through it at once.

My mother was so angry that I panicked like an ant on a hot pot. There was no good fruit to eat this time. I thought to myself.

But my mother didn't seem to be angry, and I even felt a hint of sadness in her eyes. Mom took the book without saying a word. I had to bury myself in the pile of books again and chew on the words, but there seemed to be something in my heart that I couldn't put down.

I hesitated, tore a piece of graph paper from the back of the exercise book, scribbled something, and hesitantly handed it to my mother. When my mother saw it, her tightly knit brows relaxed. She also wrote something on the note and handed it to me.

It turned out that I wrote a letter of guarantee, and my mother left a note underneath: "It's okay. It can't be like that again.

I looked up at my mother. She looked at me kindly, her eyes glistening with tears.

The autumn breeze is blowing. Fallen leaves leave their long-term destination sadly. On that golden autumn evening, my mother gave me the truest love, and this event has been shining in my colorful memories.

You can write about how your mother took care of you when you were sick, or you can describe what your mother will do for you when you are tired of studying.

It's an essay, or write it yourself, and you can write whatever you want.

When I was a child, my mother always had too many admonitions, and when I grew up, my mother still had so many admonitions, even when I was in college, every time I hung ** at home, my mother would always repeat many words that I had told me since I was a child: pay attention to cover your stomach when you sleep at night, and be careful of catching a cold; The weather is very hot these days, and if you sweat, don't wash your face with cold water ......

To be honest, I was really tired of hearing these words, so I agreed casually and hung up **, alas! My mother was always like this, and sometimes I couldn't figure it out: wasn't she bored at all? Why is she always so worried, she doesn't know that I've grown up?

I knew the answers to these questions after I had a son. Because he followed his mother-in-law in his hometown and was not by his side, he was always a little uneasy. I often call two or three ** a day to ask about the situation and tell my mother-in-law some small details, but unfortunately my mother-in-law has already done it every time I think of it.

The husband said, "If your mother is watching, you can put a hundred hearts." "Yes!

Mother is so careful to care for and love him, what else do I have to worry about? However, I just don't feel at ease. For example:

That night, I seemed to hear the sound of mosquitoes, but when I came home and saw that my mother-in-law had not put up the mosquito net, I would worry about whether my son had been bitten by mosquitoes. When the weather suddenly gets colder, I can't help but "check" whether I have added clothes to my son, and by the way, if it is hot at noon, I will change my son's thick clothes to ......

Actually, I also know that every time I draw a snake, I will add more than that, but if I don't do this, I will always feel at ease and always be down-to-earth.

became a mother of children, and also inherited the mother's nagging and admonition; has become a mother of a child, and she is still being worried and admonished by her elderly mother, but in addition to happiness, she is also moved.

Yes, there are thousands of reminders but they are tireless, they are because they are not at ease, and they are because they have love.