Sixth grade composition "Moving" 450 words

Time flies by like running water, and many memories have faded with the disappearance of the days. But there is one thing that makes me vividly remember and move me deeply - that deep maternal love.

That morning, I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Daughter, the weather forecast is for rain today, so you'd better bring an umbrella." I looked up at the sky, The sky is clear, how can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door.

Just when school was over at noon, there was sudden lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain fell suddenly. The students who brought rain gear all went home, and the others were picked up one by one by their parents. My father teaches in a school out of town and never comes home at noon. It just so happens that my mother has been suffering from a high fever and taking an IV drip these days. I don't think anyone will come to pick me up. I sat alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the heavy rain falling outside the window, I couldn't help crying.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Oh, it's mom! The strong wind and heavy rain seemed to swallow my mother up. My mother struggled and walked towards me.

"Yili, come here quickly and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Mom's hair, face, and body were all soaked by the rain. Looking at my mother who looked like a drowned rat and her blue and white face, I couldn't help crying again...

An umbrella holds up the sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me joy and happiness. . Although it has been a long time, it always touched me and taught me to be a good person and study well...

This incident is something I will never forget. It is something that makes me regret. What I still vividly remember - I broke my mother's heart that night and disappointed her so much...

That was one night, I finished my homework early and immediately went to watch a TV show. When I was watching it with relish, my mother called me and said, "Wash your feet first and then look at it, okay?" But I said, "Wait a little longer! Just the last five minutes, Mom!" Mom agreed I sat there quietly, motionless, and waited. Five minutes were up. I declined again and said, "It's really the last ten minutes!" My mother didn't speak and nodded in agreement. Time passed, and I wanted to refuse for another fifteen minutes, but my mother came over and said, "Hey, you wash it first and then look at it!" I ignored it and didn't answer, "Hey! Forget it if you don't wash it, anyway, the water It’s too cold, I don’t care about you!” Suddenly, a thought came to my mind—Mom is so annoying! Then, this word also blurted out of my mouth, "Mom, are you annoying? It's so wordy!" Suddenly, my mother was so surprised and disappointed that she opened her mouth as if she could not speak. . Me, I even scolded her, "You witch!" I was so angry that I slammed the TV off, pushed the door hard, got into bed, covered my head with the quilt, and fell asleep. After a while, I came back to my senses. I didn't expect to say those words. I also knew that the water was cold and my mother's heart was cold. And the word "so annoying" kept echoing in my mind. I wanted to say "I'm sorry" to my mother but I didn't have the courage. Suddenly, I remembered that my mother was sick today and had to work all day! I'm tired and want to take a rest. Why don't I just do this little thing as she wants? I am such an unfilial son!

Hey! But I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning. The words I spoke were like water thrown out, which I couldn't take back. Suddenly, it felt like someone was pricking my heart with a steel needle, which made me miserable. I got up and walked over to my mother and said, "I'm sorry, Mom!". Suddenly I couldn't say anything. I just threw myself into my mother's arms and continued to enjoy the great maternal love, happy maternal love, and nourishing maternal love! And a few tears shed from the corners of my mother's eyes.

Mom, I won’t make you angry or sad anymore. I want you to be a happy mother, a happy mother!