My mother's composition for the first day of junior high school (popular 18)

My mother (1)

Mom, thank you for your kindness to me over the past ten years. I am very grateful to you.

I have loved being sick since I was young, and you have always taken care of me. I remember one night I had a fever of 40 degrees. My father was not at home that day. You put my raincoat on the electric car without saying anything. You ran to the hospital on the electric car. After you took me to the hospital, your clothes were completely wet when you registered. After you registered, you hurried to take me upstairs to see the doctor. The doctor told you that I needed to be hospitalized, You quickly ran downstairs to hold me, and immediately went to go through the discharge formalities. During the hospitalization, you kept watch over me, and asked me if I wanted to eat, and then asked me if I wanted to drink water. You didn't sleep for almost 24 hours. You also checked my temperature from time to time, and thank you for your meticulous care.

You always told me that every exam is a life experience. I remember that I scored 90 points in a Chinese exam. I showed you the exam paper. You said that the exam was not ideal. You asked me to return to my room for an hour of reflection. An hour later, you came into the room and asked me how my reflection was going. I said that I must do well in the exam next time. Did you hear me? I silently said in my heart that I would listen to you. Under your strict requirements, I made progress again and again.

Mom, thank you for taking care of me.

My Mother (2)

Anyone who is familiar with my father and mother will tell me how happy I am to have a strict father and a kind mother. I am always happy because I have such a father and mother.

My father is strict. She always reminds me not to be arrogant when I am proud, and not to be complacent when I succeed. The mother's character is just the opposite of the father's, and is kind.

She always comforts me when I am sad, and encourages me moderately when I do things. Take my last exam for example. The night before the exam, I was nervous and restless for fear of not doing well in the exam tomorrow.

My careful mother found out this series of changes. She gently came up to me and comforted me, saying, "What's the matter? Is it because I'm afraid that I will scold you if you don't do well in the exam tomorrow? Don't worry, as long as you do your best in the exam, it doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam. I won't scold you." After listening to my mother's words, my worries and worries disappeared immediately. The next day, I unexpectedly got a good result in the exam. I happily returned home with the test paper in my hand and congratulated my mother. When she took my test paper, she danced happily like a child, kissing and hugging me from time to time.

At this time, my father came over and looked at my score with disdain, and said with a deadpan face: "It's not full score, is it worth being so excited? Remember the meaning of the sentence 'modesty makes people progress, pride makes people lag behind'. Don't be so arrogant and complacent just because you have made a little progress!" My father's words were like a basin of cold water, which quenched the fire of excitement in my heart. But now when I think about it, I think my father's words are not unreasonable, but also a kind of expression of infinite love for my son.

Whether it's kindness or severity, it's all my parents' love for me, just different ways of expressing it.

My Mother (3)

In a very hot summer, I was sweating heavily. I wanted to play outside, but the sun outside like a fireball made me unable to walk. It was stuffy and hot to stay in the house, so I turned on the TV and watched it. Suddenly, a cool wind blew out of the window, and I fell asleep and fell into a sweet dream. When I woke up, it was my mother who was fanning my fan. Mother's forehead is also covered with sweat. She should have just returned from the field. My mother helped me fan despite her own heat. I was happy and sad.

Once, I took a leisurely walk in the orchard and saw red apples, yellow pears, pink peaches... I was dazzled by so many fruits, and I couldn't help it anymore. So I reached out and picked an apple. At this time, the watchman came. Mom just came up to me, and the guard asked me angrily, "What are you doing? "I stammered:" I... I'm eating... I'm eating apples. "When my mother saw it, she took out the money and gave it to the caretaker. When I got home, I lowered my head in shame and waited for my mother to scold me. However, my mother not only didn't scold me, but also touched my head and said gently," Yuan Yuan, don't take other people's things randomly in the future. This is wrong. What do you want, you can tell your mother, you know? "I nodded and whispered," I know, Mom, I was wrong. "My mother's tolerance made me blame myself, and I also got rid of the bad habit of taking other people's things at random.

Ah, I love my mother. Her love for me is selfless and great.

My Mother (4)

It was a time when people were dying of hunger. It was normal for us to eat the last meal but not the next. So looking for the "flavor" of the mountain became the only way for us not to starve to death. The most common flavor of mountain is mushroom.

Mushroom is a kind of small and flat mushroom. It wears a big flat hat with a big fat handle under it. The hat is full of cracks.

At that time, I hated the mushroom, because it was black and looked like a ghost. Every time I met it at the dinner table, the chopsticks would automatically bypass. Influenced by me, my brother began to hate mushrooms, but my mother knew that if we continued not to eat mushrooms, we would be in danger of starvation, because our family really did not have a grain of rice.

Mother had a brainwave, her bright eyes sparkled, and a beautiful story flew out of her mouth. "Look, this mushroom is the ear of the earth. Eating it, you can hear thousands of miles." My brother and I believed it, and at one time we put two or three pieces of mushroom into our mouth. Wow, the mushrooms are so delicious. Since then, mushrooms have become my favorite, and we have avoided starvation because of mushrooms.

This is the love my mother gave me, the love full of wisdom and imagination, so that we can grow up happily and healthily!

My Mother (5)

One night, my stomach suddenly hurt. I decided to bear it first, but it still hurt. I shook my mother, and she said, "Baby, what's wrong?"? I... I have a stomachache. I bear the pain and say. So my mother turned on the light to measure my temperature. Hmm, why is it 38 degrees? My mother didn't believe me. She measured me again. My fever was over, my mother said anxiously. Mother only wore a coat and ran downstairs to get medicine for me. It was winter then. Don't mention how cold it was at night, mother. In a hurry, I took my medicine and helped me up to take it

After a while, the fever still didn't come down. My mother was more worried. I felt painful and guilty. I thought, Alas, if it weren't for my mother, I wouldn't have worked so hard. I couldn't help crying. My mother touched my head and said kindly, "Don't cry, my mother is not cold." Then she brought another pot. Hot water took a white towel and wet it on my forehead. Finally, my fever subsided, and I slowly fell asleep. I had a nightmare in the middle of the night. I woke up with a start. I found my mother was still beside me. My mother was stunned and said, Nian Nian, why are you awake? Go to sleep quickly and don't catch cold. After my mother put me to sleep. He himself fell asleep.

The next day, I got up early and found that my mother was still sleeping in bed. My nose was sour and I could not care for my sadness. I quickly helped my mother cover the quilt and walked away carefully.

My Mother (6)

"Long hair, dark eyes, I seem to have seen you somewhere..." Yes, my mother also has long hair and dark eyes.

I saw you at home. My mother is a person with a habit of cleanliness. When you come to my house, most of you see my mother doing housework. She is like this. She always complains about the dirt in the house, and I have been scolded by her for a long time. "You see you make the house like a pig's nest." I also pouted for a long time and said, "It's not dirty, and there is no ash." But when you think about it, why does my mother have a habit of cleanliness, Maybe it's because she wants to give me a clean home in her heart.

I saw you in the hospital. My mother is a doctor. She likes to lie to me: "If I eat more, I will become obese. I won't take you to treat me." This is what she often says when she tries to persuade me not to eat snacks, but I haven't heard from her in recent days. Every time I went to visit my mother, I would see her sighing in a low voice, and stroking her long hair with her thin hand, which was cocooned by the scalpel, with a trace of fatigue in her eyes. But she never let me see that I can only "cooperate" with my mother.

I saw you in the ward. In the summer of 20xx, my mother fell down because of doing housework, which caused spleen bleeding. On the night of my mother's operation, I didn't go because I was going to school tomorrow. I think, more because I was afraid of seeing my mother's haggard face after the operation, or I was afraid that the doctor would shake his head to me after the operation. I remember when I went to the ward to see you, you smiled and could not hide the sadness in your eyes.

I met you at school. How much time did my mother spend for my study? My mother once stood in front of many parents because of my grades and told them about her loving education methods. She also talked to teachers in person because of my declining grades, but my mother forgot to maintain her beauty.

I have seen you on the other side of my heart. The mother has the quality of bearing hardships and standing hard work, the heart of loving her son, the character of caring for her children, the thought of thinking about her son's studies, the tall image of her mother that I can't describe, and the

Mother's Day is coming. My mother, you have worked hard. My son is here to thank you for your cultivation. You have taught me how to be grateful, and you have taught me how to repay.

A few days ago, I read a log that said an 80 year old mother wanted to be her son's dog. I couldn't bear to read it. I really wanted to take a knife and stab the son of the old mother.

Mother, I believe that when I grow up, I will become a dutiful child. I will never forget the photos of you feeding me in the childhood album, because I know that there are three most noble insights in life. Mother, are you happy?

My Mother (7)

My mother has black hair and bright eyes. There is always a sweet smile on his face. Her face is not beautiful, but she has a kind, kind and loving heart. One day that year, it was raining heavily. My mother carried me to the hospital with a high fever. Her left hand was holding an umbrella, and her right hand was holding me on her shoulder. She walked to the hospital with difficulty. When I got to the hospital, my mother put me on the stool opposite the doctor's seat. The doctor checked me first, prescribed some medicine to reduce the fever, and also gave me an injection. The sister nurse helped me with the lifting needle and said, "Little sister, you can't leave until you finish this injection, or the fever will not subside, you know?" "Hmm." My mother answered for me. Under the weak light, I found that under my mother's black hair, sweat was covered, and I was breathing heavily. Ah! Mother used to care so much about me. How stupid I am! My mother usually scolds me for my good, but I think she hates me and is tired of me. My mother loves me so much, but I turn a blind eye to it. My mother works so hard for me every day, but I blame my mother for her work, but she doesn't care about me. A tear ran across my face, and my mother quickly got up and asked, "What's the matter? Is it hurting? Do you want to call the nurse to come and have a look?" I shook my head and said, "Mommy, no need, I don't hurt."

My mother showed a surprised expression, but immediately returned to the original expression, "Really? It's OK!" After I finished the injection, my mother carried me home. The heavy rain gradually subsided, and my mother and I walked silently on the way home. "Mom, I'm sorry, I wronged you before! Can you forgive me?" I broke the silence just now. My mother hugged me and cried, "I wish you understood! I wish you understood." "Mom." I also hugged my mother and cried. From that day on, I began to help my mother do housework. Because I know I have a good mother!

My mother (8)

My mother is ordinary but great. She and my father support this ordinary and happy family.

My family is not very rich, but with the support of my parents, my family is very happy. I don't want to pray for anything, as long as we can be happy, happy and warm every day.

My mother is very ordinary, but she is also very great. She has given me a life, a happy living environment, a warm 'family'. For me, wealth is no longer important. As long as father, mother and sister can live happily.

My mother has long black and beautiful hair, like a waterfall, which has a simple and natural charm. This pair of shining eyes is embedded under the two sword eyebrows, which is as bright and crystal as the stars in the night sky. But time has changed her: the white face in the powder has become dark, the black hair has become several strands of white hair, and the delicate hands have become rough; My mother has changed. Time has changed her appearance and temper. But how she has changed, it is my mother who gives me warmth and encourages me the most in the world; So no matter how my mother treats me, I will be grateful.

As the saying goes, "October is a time of great kindness, but three lives of light reward"; My mother beat me for my good, I know, hit me, pain in his heart; How difficult it is for my mother to conceive in October! But she gave birth to me persistently. After I was born, how many times did I cause trouble and trouble? My mother always said that I knew that it was not to scold me, but to teach me how to be a person, how to be a moral person; Therefore, mother is very hard, and her hard work can not be summarized in a few words. Because she has given me so much love that she can never lose to any mother in the world.

My mother's love is so much. I used to make my mother angry and worried. Every time I hit me, I apologized and told me why I hit me. I know that my mother has paid too much, and she doesn't expect anything. She just wants me to study hard and grow well. She paid in silence. She exchanged her youth for the joy of my growth. Like my bosom friend, she listened to me and comforted me. I love her because she regards me as the most important person in her life, indispensable. See me as the apple of my eye. Others don't have as much as I do. My mother may be very ordinary, and few people know her name. But I know that I think she is great. I don't need to let the whole world know that I have a great mother. As long as I know my mother's good, I can forget her bad and her unhappiness.

You know why my mother's black hair climbed onto several white hairs, because I always made her angry; The reason why my mother is so young but has so many wrinkles is that I often make her worry. I didn't know her love was so selfless. I thought she only loved her sister. This selfish idea was dispelled long ago: it was a sunny afternoon, and everyone else had lunch. But I was in the hospital. I got a disease: appendicitis. It was OK, but my mother was afraid of my accident and insisted that I should have an operation. I was very unhappy and unhappy in the ward. I didn't want to have an operation. I knew that the operation was zero risk, but I didn't want to waste my family's money. But my mother didn't want me to feel pain again and again. She wanted to see a smiling face on my face. She didn't want my face to be always bitter, like a bitter gourd. So my mother insisted that I have an operation. On the day of the operation, I was pulled into the operating room by the sick car. You followed me, but finally I was stopped. The operating room is not allowed for outsiders to come in. You are worried that I am afraid of scalpels and pain, so you have been frightened all the time. Do you still have the spirit to persevere if you didn't sleep last night? Even Dad fell asleep, but you waited outside for more than three hours. You survived those three hours. Your tiredness has already made your eyes red and full of blood. Later, when I came out of the operating room, you ran to me. As the sick car entered the ward, I was still in a coma, and you started snoring on me. It turned out that a few days before my operation, you were too worried to sleep, and several nurses nearby were moved. How can I not be moved by this kind of motherly love?

Mom, you hold up a beautiful tomorrow, like the sun shining on me, I will not remember your bad, I will honor you, love you!

My Mother (9)

I reviewed late last night and had to take an exam this morning. Due to nervousness, I couldn't find a clue at the moment.

My mother was ill and could not get up in the morning. When my mother woke up, it was almost six o'clock.

My mother worried that I would be late for the exam, so she quickly got up from bed and nervously woke me up. Forget it. Let's sleep for a while. I pretended not to hear it on purpose, as if I wanted to oppose my mother. I got up impatiently, listening to my mother's quick cry.

Before I could change my clothes and pants, I heard my mother yelling, "Hurry up, why are you working so slowly? If you don't hurry up, it will be too late!"

I pretended not to hear it, and I was still slow.

Looking at my mother's impatience, I still take it easy.

I walked to the bathroom, slowly picked up the tooth cup and toothbrush, and even I squeezed the toothpaste in a daze.

It seems that my mother is not tired enough. She still shouts. In addition, my mother has a sore throat. She shouts for so long. I have never seen my mother have such good endurance.

I was infected by my mother's cry and became nervous.

My mother was relieved to see that I had finished all these things. I was about to go to the kitchen to get chopsticks, and found that my mother had already helped me to get chopsticks and rice.

When I ate in the living room, my mother was already busy with housework.

I couldn't help speeding up the pace of eating. After dinner, I put the dishes away in the kitchen.

I hurriedly picked up my schoolbag. When I wanted to take my shoes from the shoe rack, I saw my mother take out a duster cloth from the kitchen and wipe the table tirelessly.

When I was going to school, I was carrying my schoolbag. Just as I was about to open the door, I heard my mother calling me, "Remember to take the kettle with you. What should I do if you are thirsty?" I took the kettle, and my mother said, "Be careful on the road, and try harder in the exam!"

I really want to cry.

I went out and looked back, my mother was still looking at me.

At this time, I only had a few words in my heart: Mother, my good mother!

My mother (10)

I have a hard-working and kind-hearted mother.

She is not tall. Her eyes are full of expectations for us. Two eight character eyebrows, plus a nose that is not tall or low, and two thin lips make up her mother's kind face. In my heart, mother is the greatest.

Mother's life is like a cup of hot tea, giving us the fragrance and sweetness without reservation, but what about them? What remains is endless bitterness and bitterness.

The fragrant lunch is mother's love, the clean room is mother's love, the hot milk is mother's love, and mother has given us the unique love in the world. As children, do we seriously understand mother and care for mother? Even if we help a stranger, he will at least say thank you, not to mention our dearest mother, Let's ask ourselves if we have ever done one thing for our mother, even the most ordinary thing.

One sunny afternoon, the sun shone softly on the earth, which was very warm. I thought that my mother always washed my hair at this time. When I thought of this, I couldn't resist my mood. So I found a basin, poured half of the cold water, and then poured in half of the hot water to mix evenly until the temperature was just right. At this time, the water was half warm and comfortable like the sunshine in spring. I took the water from the house to the yard, and found a stool. After my mother came out, my mother was still a little strange, Think she's still dreaming? Mother said: I didn't expect my baby would care about people. I said: Of course. So she sat down with her mother, surrounded her collar with a dry towel, and gently rubbed her hands in the basin with a touch of water, as if she had put shampoo on her head and rubbed it into foam. After a while, there was a tall white foam tower on her head.

It was just like the clouds in the sky. After rubbing for a while, I washed off the foam with water. After the foam was clean, I saw silver in my black hair under the sun. My mother was tired several times because of our daily work. I blushed when I thought about it, My attitude towards my mother is less than 1/10000 of my mother's attitude towards me.

All the glory and pride in the world come from mother. Yeah! Since all mothers can love us like this, we, as children, should prefer mothers to devote all our love, and we should repay mothers with practical actions.

My Mother (11)

First of all, she is a person who has borne everything that a person can bear, and everything that a person cannot bear.

Secondly, she is a woman, but she did not get the happiness and dependence that women should have, only betrayal.

Moreover, she is a teacher. She has done all her duties as a teacher. In the sense of teacher, she is very successful.

Finally, she is a mother. She plays this role excessively. In the sense of mother, she is a failure.

That she is my mother, a woman who lives a hard life. You see her, often energetic, energetic, even a little proud. Therefore, she never exposes her weakness. She bears the physical and mental pain with her thin body like firewood, and often sees her in a daze. She used her heart to comfort the pain and drive away the sad past bit by bit, but she was different from other powerful women. She, who loves crying, will complain to me only in front of me. Seriously, it's boring. A few days ago, I quarreled with her. She said that when you grow up, you will suffer. I said, I only know why you suffer. She should be very sad to say that. Really, she has a bad character. She can talk about you all day long, which makes your stomach ache, so she has to be angry with her. She should be suspicious and very serious. But she is also a language teacher, which is totally unreasonable. She can also say things in a dazzled way. First, she doubts, then speculates, and then concludes. She doesn't listen to the explanation and believes that she is right. In the end, she will bring a towel to wipe the tears from my eyes. In fact, I know that I should bear it, but I can't bear it. It's time to learn.

I don't want to say much about marriage, but her biggest mistake in this life is to choose my father. Maybe not, but it is.

Although she is nearly 40 years old, she is still young and beautiful.

Teacher, it is her innate ability. According to her, the classes she teaches are either NO1 or NO2, and she always seems indifferent. But one year, she really failed, but she spent the whole holiday studying. Like a child.

She likes to show off very much. If someone praises her, she will tell me immediately when she comes home.

The memory of her is very complete, but my literary talent is not enough after all. The words are fragmentary, without too many characteristics. But this is my mother.

My mother, my relatives.

My Mother (12)

I have a hard-working and kind-hearted mother.

Mother's life is like a cup of hot tea, giving us the fragrance and sweetness without reservation, but what about them? What remains is endless bitterness and bitterness.

One sunny afternoon, the sun shone softly on the earth, which was very warm. I thought that my mother always washed my hair at this time. When I thought of this, I couldn't resist my mood. So I found a basin, poured half of the cold water, and then poured in half of the hot water to mix evenly until the temperature was just right. At this time, the water was half warm and comfortable like the sunshine in spring. I took the water from the house to the yard, and found a stool. After my mother came out, my mother was still a little strange, Think she's still dreaming? Mother said: I didn't expect my baby would care about people. I said: Of course. So she sat down with her mother, surrounded her collar with a dry towel, and gently rubbed her hands in the basin with a touch of water. It looked like she had put shampoo on her head and rubbed it into foam. After a while, there was a tall white foam tower on her head.

It was just like the clouds in the sky. After rubbing for a while, I washed off the foam with water. After the foam was clean, I saw silver in my black hair under the sun. My mother spent several times in bed tired because of our work day and night. I blushed when I thought about it, My attitude towards my mother is less than 1/10000 of my mother's attitude towards me.

My Mother (13)

People often say: "Father's love is like a mountain, and mother's love is like water." That is to say that father's love is as great as a mountain, soaring into the sky. Mother's love is as gentle as clear water, which is refreshing. I love my mother, especially her kind face and kind attitude, which I can't forget.

Mother is such a familiar word for me. Mother is a person who accompanies me every day. My mother's eyelashes are as dreamy as the crescent moon in the sky, her bright big eyes sparkle like black grapes, and her playful mouth is "inlaid" with an unforgettable beauty mole. This is my mother. Although she was born in the countryside and didn't read many books, I benefited a lot from the education she gave me.

When I was a child, I was a happy bird. When I ate, I always chattered. My mother took the trouble to teach me: "Do not eat or sleep." What about me? Always like an ignorant child, his right ear ran away as soon as his mother's words entered his left ear. I remember my mother's soup was very delicious, like a nutrition master. Every time I have a meal, I always tell me: "If you drink soup before eating, you will not be afraid of stomach disease. This is the basic way to keep healthy, and you should remember it later." I nodded again and again vaguely, praising my mother's rich knowledge.

Mother not only educated me, but also taught me the knowledge of life. And take good care of me.

I remember one time when I was playing in a place outside my home, and when I was playing hard, an unknown thing hit me on the head. At that time, my eyes were shining with gold, my head was buzzing, and I fell to the ground in an instant. It happened that a child in the neighborhood found my danger and ran to the field to find my mother. My mother was so frightened at this scene that she called "120" with her mobile phone and sent me to the hospital. On the ambulance, I groaned bitterly. My mother listened to me and kissed my forehead and tried to comfort me: "Don't be afraid, good boy, it doesn't matter, my mother will get better when she is around you." Listening to her warm words, Feeling my mother's gentle and delicate caress, I fell asleep vaguely. When I woke up, my mother still held me tightly. I saw her charming eyes were so red and knew that she must have shed a lot of tears for me. Those hands, which worked hard for me day and night and had become somewhat rough, were so warm that they stuck to my body like a stove on my cold heart.

Mother's kiss, sweet kiss. Let me miss until now.

Mother, my mother. An ordinary rural woman, who has given me so much care and help, I love you. I don't know how much love I will "steal" from you in the future. What can I give back? I will continue to study hard and move forward towards the goal in my heart.

My Mother (14)

I have a "wordy" mother, no matter where, you can hear her nagging.

On Saturday morning, when I got up, my mother began her "wordy magic skill". "Let's learn composition and Olympic math this afternoon!" "Get up quickly and do your homework." "Are you dressed?" "I'll take you to eat Taiwan rice balls later.". "There will be an English class tonight!"...... I looked at my mother blankly with my sleepy head. I didn't know what to do, so I had to brush my teeth and wash my face casually.

In public, the same is true of mothers.

Once, I went home from school and waited downstairs for the elevator with my mother. Someone was carrying a big box of candy and jostled to it. Unfortunately, the box was hitting my leg, and I immediately squatted on the ground in pain, tears swirling in my eyes. The man even ignored it. While hugging me, my mother said angrily, "Why are you so reckless and uncivilized? You don't even say sorry when you hit someone..." The man's face turned red, but because of his face, he retorted, "It's not very serious!" This irritated my mother, and launched her "wordy magic skill" to attack... I saw that the atmosphere was tense, It doesn't matter to be busy with my mother. My mother still didn't stop. The other party could not resist. After three or two times, she was "repulsed" by her mother, and repeatedly "surrendered". She also said that she would take me to the hospital.

When shopping, my mother's "magic skill" has found a place to use.

Once, my mother and I went to buy bean curd. When she saw the person selling bean curd, she put a lot of soup in it, but there was not much bean curd, so she went up to the shopkeeper and said, "Put less bean curd soup, and more bean curd." The shopkeeper answered casually, "Everyone is so much! Otherwise, it would not be enough!" Mother had to use "wordy" as a weapon, In the end, I even used "serving the people", and my face was red and blue, which was very embarrassing. The result, of course, was that the "enemy" ended up in failure and we won a resounding victory. Later, every time that aunt saw us coming, she did not forget to "serve the people" and gave enough weight.

Although my mother's "wordy" does not make me headache, but I can not leave it.

Once when my mother was on a business trip, my family was very quiet, which always made me feel awkward. When I went to school in the morning, no one urged me to get up; When I eat, no one clamps me; When I was doing my homework, no one reminded me to hurry up... I did some ordinary little things without beginning or end.

At this time, I gradually understand that my mother's "wordiness" is love for me.

My Mother (15)

In a twinkling of an eye, it's New Year's Eve again. I usually use the "dumpling making machine" to make dumplings. I also want to make dumplings by hand like my mother.

After dinner, mother and father began to prepare a "dumpling feast". Mother mixed noodles and father mixed stuffing. I looked at my mother who was making noodles and asked, "Mom, can you teach me how to make dumplings?" "Yes, if you want to learn." My mother replied. I jumped up with joy.

My mother first pulled a piece of dough from the dough and kneaded it into small round cakes. My mother told me this was called "Ji Zi". I saw my mother put a "note" on the panel, holding its edge with her left hand, and rolling with her right hand. Every few times she rolled, she turned in one direction, and soon a round dumpling skin was rolled. I tried as my mother did, either rolling this place thin or rolling that place broken. Finally, my mother asked me to learn how to make dumplings today, and then learn how to roll the skin.

At this time, Dad's stuffing was also mixed. Mother picked up a rolled skin, put chopsticks in the center of the dumpling skin, folded the skin in half, and kneaded the dumpling on the edge for several times. But the stuffing in my hand is always on my orders. I pressed the left side to the right, pressed the right side to the left, and almost fell on the ground several times. It was not easy to completely block the stuffing inside, but after I forced the skin on, I found that the dumplings I made were very strange, always lying down.

My mother said, "Don't worry, first see how I make the dumplings." I looked again and found that if the filling was sealed on both sides of the dumplings, it would not run away. Sure enough, my dumplings finally want dumplings.

I also made some dumplings. Although it was not perfect, it was reasonable. Then, my mother asked me to put nuts in a dumpling, saying that people who eat nuts will be lucky this year.

The new year is coming, and the dumplings have jumped out of the pot. Our family happily ate dumplings, and I was lucky to eat nuts! Looking at the fruits of my hard work, my heart is really sweeter than honey!

My Mother (16)

One cool morning, the breeze woke me from my dream. At this time, I was hungry and thought: If there was a delicious breakfast prepared by my mother in front of me, how wonderful it would be! But I was disappointed again immediately because my parents were away on business. Alas, I could only eat instant noodles

Eating instant noodles for a week can make the day go by like a year. After a hard week, my mother finally came back. As soon as I entered the door, I shouted to my mother, "Mom -- I want to learn to cook!" When my mother heard this, she forgot the fatigue of riding the bus and said to me cheerfully, "OK, our 'big lazy' wants to learn to cook, so I can relax later!"

My mother immediately went to the market to buy vegetables. When she came back, she asked me to wash the vegetables in the basin. I did so. Later, my mother took me to the kitchen to personally guide me: "First, turn on the gas and fire, then put the oil down, wait for the fire to heat the oil, then put the vegetables into the pot for frying, and finally put the salt, sugar and other ingredients down, stir fry a few times, and the dishes can be served!" I said: "This is not easy, watch me show my hand." I followed the steps my mother said: first, Turn on the gas to ignite, and then pour the oil into the hot pot. "Alas!" The oil "danced" in the pot, and burned my hand. It hurt! Mother told me that it was because I poured oil on the pan before it was dried. This time, I just lost my airs. However, in order to avoid eating instant noodles when my father and mother are on business trips in the future, I endured and continued to learn. When the oil boiled, my mother asked me to pour the vegetables into the pot. Because it was the first time, I didn't know what the consequences would be, so I grabbed one and threw it into the pot with a sound of "frying", which made me jump back several steps from the pot, scaring me to death. My mother laughed at me, laughing at me like a "coward". But I still persevered and was not overwhelmed by the immediate difficulties. The next step was also very smooth. Under my mother's guidance, I successfully made a dish. Although the taste is not very good, it is much better than instant noodles.

In the next few days, I followed my mother to the kitchen to help. Gradually, I also learned some knowledge about cooking, and my cooking skills became better and better. I will never be afraid of my parents' business trip again!

My Mother (17)

People say that only mother is good in the world. My mother is no exception, but her love for me is different, She always teaches me to do something

That day, my mother came back. I was about to sneak out to play, when my mother saw it, she said, "I'll teach you how to cook today." When I eat the "stewed pot rice" cooked by my mother on weekdays, I always feel very crispy. In particular, the "pot rice" at the bottom is yellow, scorched and delicious, and it is almost indistinguishable from the pot rice advertised. Every time I try to eat with my father, my mother sees it and smiles so that the dimples flow honey. Let me taste it today. It should be a very pleasant thing!

While I was thinking, my mother patiently talked about the main points of cooking. My mother said: "First of all, we should pay attention to the amount of rice and the amount of water when cooking. If the water is less and more, the rice will be sticky. If the water is less and more, the rice will be thin. Generally, water should be added to the rice just over two fingers high. Second, we should pay attention to the time of cooking. If we cook for a long time, it will be burnt. If we start cooking early, it will be raw. We usually cook for about 40 minutes. " After listening to the hahaha words, I have a plan in mind, and I have no worries at first. I washed the rice carefully, and then put it into the pot. I poured water into the pot one small cup by one small cup. As soon as I had enough, I put the pot on the stove. I watched the clock carefully and patiently, waiting, waiting. Ten minutes, twenty minutes. Gradually, the smell of rice came out of the pot. "It was successful! Success! " I shouted with joy. Forty minutes later, I quickly took the pot off the stove. Then my mother came over and checked my meal. She praised me repeatedly, "Well done, well done!"

At this time, my heart was very sweet. My mother was just like this. She hoped that I would do anything. I would never rob my father of today's "Guoba" anymore. I pried it up and gave one to my father and another to my mother. My mother smiled again, and the honey in my dimple flowed into my heart

I wonder what my mother will teach me to do tomorrow?

My Mother (18)

The big green trees spread their branches, the dark green leaves scattered around, and the flowers and plants under the trees enjoyed a green shade. Children, like flowers and plants, grow up under the protection of their parents. Parents are children's teachers, and they teach children a lot in life. My mother taught me:

Don't refuse

I like playing games with my friends and acting in groups. Whenever there is a game in which a person acts alone, I always refuse. My mother is my wonderful bag. She knows how to keep me from refusing. She always says: Don't refuse. Only timid people refuse. Have you ever seen brave people refuse? When I was a child, I didn't understand it, but I learned to accept it under the guidance of my mother. When playing, I struggled to be the one who acted alone. I realize that the joy of one person defeating a group of small partners alone is enough to make the cloudy sky disperse, shed sunlight, and the earth is golden. For a while, the face is smiling.

Don't rely on

Every child will depend on his parents, just as flowers and plants depend on the nourishment of fallen leaves. When I just entered junior high school, I was full of joy and fear. The week-long military training is highly anticipated. I am happy for my new friends and teachers, but I am afraid of the pressure, competition and study in junior high school.

The boredom and tedium of standing in the military posture all day long in military training make people feel at home, the strict treatment of instructors, the ferocious look of holding a belt make people feel at home, and the uncomfortable feeling of sweltering in the hot sun makes people feel at home... All these things imply: how good home is!

After lunch, I returned to my dorm room. There were two long queues in the front row of the two telephones. The students holding the telephones were all in tears, and they choked with sobs. There was always a sentence: "Dad (Mom), I miss you!"! This made my heart a little sad. Although my mother told me not to study at home, I was happy with military training, and I was afraid that I would not deceive myself. I read it very much! Very homesick!

In the miss of the night, very long. When I think of the scene at home, I can't help crying. It's tiring to recall the beauty of home and feel the sadness of heart.

Day by day, military training is full of miss, which is a turning point in growth, from dependence to independence, from children to small adults. When my mother stood at the school gate to pick me up, I hesitated. My eyes were red and I hesitated how to approach her and what to say. Until my mother came over, the familiar figure suddenly forced me out of tears I wanted to take back. only! My tearful eyes are dim: Mom, I miss you very much! I felt very ashamed. Mother patted me on the shoulder: What do you want? You are now a junior high school student. Learn to be independent! Don't think about your family. Your family will always be behind you

Don't be scared

Children's courage is always growing under the guidance of their parents.

The first time I cooked was for a delicious breakfast - chow mein. Boil water, put noodles in, and use chopsticks to push the noodles away, but once you push the noodles, the water will make a noise, which is really scary. When the hot noodles are put into the oil for frying, it is even more surprising. It is so snappy that people dare not approach the pot. My mother said, "Don't be afraid. You won't explode.". Just stir fry, it's OK. Then he demonstrated it to me and handed me the spatula. After that, I boldly responded to time and again of fried noodles.

Parents are children's teachers, and they teach children a lot in life. My mother also taught me a lot, but my stupid pen can not write down my mother's earnest teachings.