Write a family story with my mother

"One" composition 200 shows the affection between parents and daughters.

Affection is the warmest sunshine in the world and one of the most beautiful emotions in the world. Feeling affection is not only a panacea for healing spiritual trauma, but also a source of stimulating life force. We are surrounded by affection everywhere and gradually melted by love ... I remember that once, the teacher assigned an unusual assignment-washing parents' feet. After listening to it, we started talking immediately. Later, the teacher said, "When you were young, your parents had washed your feet countless times, and some parents even brought you steaming water every day. You are so old, you should wash them once, do your filial piety and make them happy! " Then I remembered the public service advertisement: a young mother washed her mother's feet and told the elderly that it was good for her health. All this was seen by her children. Just as she was about to let the child wash his feet, she saw the child coming to her with washing water and said, "Mom, wash your feet." Mother smiled ... (Suiling Education Information Network) In the evening, after I finished my homework carefully, I brought a steaming basin of foot washing water to my mother's feet watching TV carefully. My mother thought I wanted to watch TV and came to my room to wash my feet, so she let me out. I cried and said, "Mom, I washed my feet!" " "Mom, somehow, she was aroused interest, perhaps excited, and her hand fell off as soon as she released the remote control. I let her sit in a chair and take off her shoes and socks, only to find out how rough her mother's feet are. She must have been so obsessed with me that she forgot to take care of her skin! I picked up the towel, rubbed it back and forth on my mother's feet, and made a * * shape on her feet with my hand: press that, pinch that, rub that ... touching my mother's rough feet, I seem to see my mother coming to Zhenhai from Cixi to help me with my homework after work every day; I seem to see my mother running to the market early in the morning to buy food for me in order to make me eat better at noon; I seem to see my mother trying to catch the bus and go to work on time every morning ... Although her hands are cold, I see a heartfelt smile on her face that hasn't appeared for a long time. I know that my mother's heart is warm at this moment. I didn't expect that washing my mother's feet once would make her so happy. When I was sleeping, I tossed and turned, and the scenes just now always lingered in my mind and echoed. In China, filial piety has been emphasized since ancient times. Confucius said, "You must know your parents' age. One is happy and the other is afraid. "In other words, parents are healthy and their children should always care about them. Mom and dad have done so much for us, and we should know how to repay them. This is affection. Affection is a bright spot on the road of life. It will lend a helping hand and accept you when you are embarrassed, lonely, disappointed and sad. With affection, your life will be more beautiful and colorful. With feelings, you will feel that life is so beautiful and interesting!

< 2 > Motherly love composition

Life, singing in maternal love!

We often ask, "How did I get here?" "It was born to my mother." "Why is mom here?" "It was born by my mother's mother."

Yes, how can there be life without a mother?

Everyone has a mother, and every mother is selfless to her children.

There is a story that a new life is about to be born in the hospital. How exciting this is. However, the doctor's words changed this beautiful situation-"dystocia, save the child or save the mother?" The family is at a loss, and they are both very close. A child is a young life. How sad he would be if he didn't have a mother and saw other children snuggling in her arms. Young life is full of hope, but how much he loves children ... "Hurry up, or none of them will live!" " The doctor was urging, and at this critical moment, the mother on the operating table issued a weak and powerful voice, "Save the child!" " "... here, let a person can't help but burst into tears. It takes so much courage and selflessness to say just three words. I'm afraid only a mother can say that.

Indeed, in our life, mother cares about us in every possible way. It's cold, and mom is in a bad mood. Give us more clothes. My mother came to persuade me that whenever and wherever, my mother would do it for us.

This is a true story. Last year, somewhere in Guangxi. A young mother took her newborn son to take a cable car. Because of the poor quality of the cable car, the cable broke and plunged into a deep valley. At this critical moment, at that moment of farewell to life and death, the mother tried her best to pick up her son. More than twenty tourists were killed, and the only child named Zhang Zihao, who was lifted by her mother with both hands, miraculously survived. A mother pushed her child to life in a desperate attempt, but she was dying. Maybe this is the true meaning of maternal love. Now, the young singer Han Hong has volunteered to raise Zhang Zihao for nearly two years. Under the care of Han * *, he is growing up healthily.

Needless to say, this is the greatest love in the world-maternal love. Who can say that mother is not the greatest person? Who can deny that life is not singing in maternal love?

(3) The composition with the topic of "Family Story" is more than 600 words.

Spring has quietly come to us, the spring breeze gently blows the flowers red, and the spring rain quietly moistens the leaves. We are as vibrant as red flowers and green leaves. Who ever thought who let the spring breeze and spring rain moisten us silently?

Who cooked a delicious breakfast for us when we got up in a hurry in the morning? When we hurried out of the house with our schoolbags on our backs, whose figure lingered at the window and looked around? When we returned to the farm with a tired body, who had cooked the bath water for us? Who quietly put a glass of milk at the corner of the table when we were studying late into the night? What kind of person can do so much without asking for anything in return? It's mom.

Since childhood, my mother has always been the closest and favorite person around us, asking questions, knowing the cold and knowing the heat. Before we could express ourselves clearly, my mother took pains to teach us English. When we were unable to protect ourselves, my mother used her broad and selfless love to shelter us from the wind and rain without hesitation; When we thought we were going to get rid of her shelter when we grew up, mother looked at us silently and carefree; When we are happy, my mother smiles at us with bright eyes; When we are sad, my mother knows that she can't help us, but she is still sad with us ... My mother has done too much for us, but she never asks for anything in return. What a generous and selfless love it is!

Since ancient times, many scholars have greatly exaggerated the greatness of Feng's maternal love, which has given us something we can't forget. We get far more from it than we pay, learn to be tolerant, understand, be broad and think for others, but what have we done for our mother? Do we just accept my mother's free love with peace of mind? Shouldn't we do something to make mom happy and proud?

The beautiful May has quietly arrived, and the air is filled with fragrance. In this warm season, the eternal theme of May is Mother's Day. What should we do for our mother on this ordinary and special day?

Mom doesn't want gorgeous and expensive jewelry or expensive gifts. The best gift for her is ourselves. Perhaps just yesterday, a budding carnation, a clean and tidy tablecloth and an innocent smile made her feel gratified. Because-children grow up and know how to love their mothers. This is telling mom: mom, I love you!

600 words about mother in junior high school family composition.

What is kinship? Family is an umbrella in the storm, sheltering me from the wind and rain; Family is a bright light in the dark, finding the way forward for me; Affection is the fire in cold weather, which drives away the cold for me; My family was still a comforting word when I failed, which helped me find myself again.

Affection constitutes this beautiful speech, which blows through every corner of my life like spring breeze. It's everywhere. In the morning, my parents got up early and cooked me rich dishes on the table. When I leave home for school, my parents will nag a lot about "be careful on the road, watch the car when crossing the street, and listen carefully in class" ... We will come back late at night, so you should take care of yourself. These words have become a compulsory course before going to school every day. But when I came home from school, my parents were working outside to earn money, leaving me alone in the whole room. At this time, my heart is full of bitterness, and my parents are always busy at the construction site. It was at this time that I felt the greatness of my family.

My parents gave me all my black hair, leaving only frosted flowers on my temples; My parents gave me a straight waist, leaving only their curved back; My parents gave me that young face, and wrinkles crawled into their eyes. ...

These are all traces left by family ties, but we usually don't pay much attention to them. Friends, let us have a "grateful" heart! Let the original dull life glow with charming brilliance. While giving love, you can really feel the warmth of your family. The value of caring, the true meaning of filial piety, can truly understand, repay and be a man!

Emotion is a great event on the road of life. It will help you when you are embarrassed, lonely, disappointed and sad, and accept you ... as long as you need it. With affection, your life will be more beautiful and colorful.

The 30-word composition of Wu tells the love story of my family.

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I finished cram school and hurried to the ninth floor of the Central Hospital. My family is waiting outside for grandma to have thyroid surgery.

Family story composition is 600 words. No one spoke. Two minutes later, the door of the operating room opened and a bed came out. Although not a grandmother, it still makes my sister and I very happy: a mother who has just given birth and her baby are lying in the hospital bed with a happy face, and my sister and I look at the baby. In this world, another life was born. ...

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After lunch, I ran to the hospital without stopping. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the doctor said the operation was a success. Grandma has entered the CPU (intensive care unit) and can't go in and have a look. I'm sorry, but the operation was successful, which is good news!

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The next afternoon, grandma moved to the general ward, and we ran frantically. We saw grandpa taking care of us and felt that he was getting serious. We even bought a bunch of flowers at my grandmother's bedside, even if I made up my mind to buy them, because my grandfather usually saves a penny. He is not a romantic. My mother and I are very happy to see him busy. My grandfather goes and stands every day.

"Lu" knelt down and asked for a composition entitled "Family Story between My Mother and Me"

Mother is a word that children all over the world admire; Motherly love is like a quiet harbor, which nurtures our growth. Motherly love is pure; Motherly love is selfless; Maternal love is great; Motherly love only knows how to give and expects nothing in return. Motherly love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Motherly love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter. Children all over the world, looking at the mother with gray temples, which one is not extremely bitter? The love my mother gave me was real, simple, severe and sometimes poetic. In a trance, my thoughts returned to my childhood. I saw a busy figure, that is the mother who is working hard; I saw a tired figure, that is my mother knitting cold clothes for me; I saw a cheerful figure, that is, my mother was happy for my study progress. Think carefully, in this life, when did I lose my mother? Whenever I cry, my mother comforts me; Whenever I feel like a lonely and helpless bird, my mother will open her wide arms and give me warm and loving breath. Once I had an injection in our school, I felt dizzy. It was noon. When my mother heard about it, she rushed to school without even having lunch and went to see a doctor behind my back. Later, my mother asked for leave to accompany me to the hospital. At that time, I saw my mother very sad. I don't know why, but I also feel a little sad. Another time, my parents and I bought a big watermelon. When I got home, I didn't eat and my mouth was watering. After my mother cut the melon, she gave me a piece of seed with less meat and sweet taste. She eats a lot of melon seeds, and melon meat is not very sweet. But maternal love can be very strict sometimes. I have always had a bad habit of carelessness. Once, after I went to physical education class at school, I accidentally lost my clothes. When I got home, my mother severely criticized me. But I know that my mother is actually very sad and doesn't want to scold her son, but only in this way can I get rid of my carelessness. Maternal love is the greatest kind of love. Children are flowers and plants watered by their mothers with their own love, and their growth cannot be separated from every drop of their mothers' love. A mother, who escorts her children all her life, silently guides them behind her back. Can we repay our mother's love? As Ode to a Wanderer said, "But there is a little affection for an inch of grass, and I get three rays of spring."

The composition of mother-child affection of "Qi"

"Ba" mom, I want to tell you that there are more than 600 words in junior high school for family composition.

Family, an eternal theme. It is this kind of affection that blood is thicker than water that accompanied us through every unforgettable day and wrote our colorful life.

Through the window of history, I peep, I see my family, and I see stories about the past, the present and the future.

More than a hundred years ago, thunderstorms, heavy rains and strong winds rushed to the boat carrying children. The children and the mother on the shore cried heartbreakingly, but to no avail. In this way, the separation of flesh and blood, the wind whistling. It looked at this scene with a smile and laughed at the thin mother who could not change the fate of separation of flesh and blood. I not only saw the tragedy of this scene in the past 100 years, but also saw the yearning of people living in different parts of the world in the days of separation of flesh and blood. Time flies, but thousands of miles away, there are also constant thoughts about mother and son. Yes, family ties can be diluted by distance and time! During the long night, fishing boats lit up their fishing lights. Through this slight fire, the son seemed to see the thin figure of his mother staring with tears. "Mom", my great mother, I must come back to you! "Hope" convinced his son that the darkness would be dispelled by the bright sunshine one day. Finally, on a sunny morning, a small fishing boat sailed into the harbor where he was born. Mother and son are crying and excited. At this time, the window of history watched quietly, proud of it, for mother and son. It remembers the joy and tears of that moment.

However, I found that under this joy, my mother still hides a trace of depression. It turns out that the mother has another son, whose name is Taiwan Province Province. Although Taiwan Province Province and his mother are just separated by a gorge, they failed to embrace their mother. His eyes are full of helplessness. In a dying tree near the window of history, a bird with broken wings cried, "Mom, I want to go home ..." Everything I heard was heartbroken. Ah, I see it. The mother of the injured bird flew to save her baby. Mother bird is tired of flying to find birds, but at the moment she doesn't stop, but is busy healing birds and finding food for them. Finally, the bird's injury was completely healed, and it flew in the air with its mother. Look around again: the old dead tree has sprouted again under the moisture of rain. ....

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Spring has quietly come to us, the spring breeze gently blows the flowers red, and the spring rain quietly moistens the leaves. We are as vibrant as red flowers and green leaves. Who ever thought who let the spring breeze and spring rain moisten us silently?

Who cooked a delicious breakfast for us when we got up in a hurry in the morning? When we hurried out of the house with our schoolbags on our backs, whose figure lingered at the window and looked around? When we returned to the farm with a tired body, who had cooked the bath water for us? Who quietly put a glass of milk at the corner of the table when we were studying late into the night? What kind of person can do so much without asking for anything in return? It's mom.

Since childhood, my mother has always been the closest and favorite person around us, asking questions, knowing the cold and knowing the heat. Before we could express ourselves clearly, my mother took pains to teach us English. When we were unable to protect ourselves, my mother used her broad and selfless love to shelter us from the wind and rain without hesitation; When we thought we were going to get rid of her shelter when we grew up, mother looked at us silently and carefree; When we are happy, my mother smiles at us with bright eyes; When we are sad, my mother knows that she can't help us, but she is still sad with us ... My mother has done too much for us, but she never asks for anything in return. What a generous and selfless love it is!

Since ancient times, many scholars have greatly exaggerated the greatness of Feng's maternal love, which has given us something we can't forget. We get far more from it than we pay, learn to be tolerant, understand, be broad and think for others, but what have we done for our mother? Do we just accept my mother's free love with peace of mind? Shouldn't we do something to make mom happy and proud?

The beautiful May has quietly arrived, and the air is filled with fragrance. In this warm season, the eternal theme of May is Mother's Day. What should we do for our mother on this ordinary and special day?

Mom doesn't want gorgeous and expensive jewelry or expensive gifts. The best gift for her is ourselves. Perhaps just yesterday, a budding carnation, a clean and tidy tablecloth and an innocent smile made her feel gratified. Because-children grow up and know how to love their mothers. This is telling mom: mom, I love you!

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The exam is coming tomorrow, and everyone is eagerly studying. I am no exception. Maybe it's too much pressure. I am very distressed.

In the dead of night, I am still looking through my Chinese book in confusion, but I can't understand it at all. At this moment, my mother pushed the door and came in with a cup of hot milk in her hand.

"Son, have an exam tomorrow. Stop reading tonight, drink milk and go to bed early! " Mom said with concern with a smile.

Although I know my mother's mind, my irritability has turned me into a hedgehog, and my mother has become the object of venting.

"I don't want to drink. I don't even have time to read. Do I still have time to drink milk? " I don't look up.

"You'd better go to bed early for the exam tomorrow, or you'll be listless tomorrow." There was a hint of anxiety in my mother's tone. "You leave me alone! I can't read my book! " I yelled at my mother. The atmosphere suddenly became very dead and embarrassing. My mother was stabbed all over by me, like a turtle without a shell. I know my mother cares about me, and I know I hurt my mother. In fact, I really don't want to say those harsh words, but I don't know why, as soon as I opened my mouth, these words came out like a barrage.

My mother silently tidied up the books I put on the bed. Seeing that I was not "sleepy", she turned around and sighed and closed the door gently. ...

Listening to the mother's footsteps behind the door and looking at the steaming milk in front of me, my heart is full of guilt. I want to run out and say "sorry" to my mother. However, I have no courage.

In this silent night, I hurt my mother, but my mother laughed it off and was so tolerant of me. Broad maternal love makes me feel great, but it also makes me feel guilty.

I turned off the light and heard my mother approaching and leaving. I looked at the ceiling and made up my mind that I would apologize to my mother tomorrow.

At this time, I suddenly feel that my mother's love is like air, keeping me alive, but I often forget its existence.

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Affection is one of the most beautiful feelings in the world. I am surrounded by deep affection and gradually melted by love. ...

In the evening, I lay in bed soon, and suddenly I coughed violently. I tossed and turned, but I couldn't sleep. My throat hurts like a needle. My mother was awakened by my movements. She crawled up, put on a thin sweater, hurried over and asked her mother anxiously, "Are you all right?" "I shook my head." Don't worry! "But my mother patted me gently and said," I will sleep with you tonight. " Then she lay down beside me and comforted me: "Go to sleep, go to sleep quickly. "In the middle of the night, I coughed again for no reason. I don't want to disturb my mother, but she seems to have a keen hearing. She turned on the light and the room suddenly lit up. My mother took the medicine and a cup of hot water and said with concern, "Yes. "I'm fine." My mother shook her head firmly and lay down again. Mother patted me gently. I was tired and fell asleep unconsciously.

I opened my eyes in the morning. It's already half past six. I'm surprised why my mother didn't call me so late. My mother seemed to read my mind and said apologetically, "I see you didn't sleep for half a night last night." I hope you sleep more. Don't blame me, okay? " My mother is like a child who has done something wrong. I suddenly felt a warm current rush into my heart. I choked and said, "Mom, I should apologize!" " ""go to sleep quickly! "Of course I understand, my mother also stayed up all night!

Just after coming back from school, my mother leaned in and asked, "Did you take the medicine you brought at noon?" I nodded and went back to the house. Grandma took a few more tablets and came in: "I heard that you had been coughing last night. Do you have a cold? " Take some medicine! I took the medicine obediently. After a while, my father who worked overtime came back. While eating, he asked me, "I was up all night last night." Are you sleepy today? " Bring some medicine at noon tomorrow. "Listen to these words of concern, recall the past, I can't help but eyes moist. This is deep love and affection!

In life, family ties closely surround me. No matter what happens, I have family to protect me. I really want to melt, melt ... ..

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Affection, like a road sign in confusion, guides you the way forward; Family, like a lamp, illuminates the life you should go; Affection, like a cup of tea, can warm your heart.

My mother is an ordinary woman, but in her ordinary life, I saw her extraordinary side.

I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I played on the playground with my classmates. Suddenly, I seemed to be pushed down by a force and my chin hit a stone. My classmates sent me to the infirmary, and the teacher said that I should go to the hospital to get some stitches.

After learning the news, my mother put down her housework and rushed to the hospital at "superluminal speed".

In the hospital bed, I was very scared. I saw the doctor fiddling with a needle, and suddenly, fear turned into countless tears pouring out of my eyes.

At this point, my mother ran into the ward, took my hand and comforted me all the time, saying, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine! Mom is by your side, I will always be with you! " I stopped crying and turned to look into my mother's eyes. For the first time, I found my mother's eyes so big, so bright and so charming. Gradually, I fell asleep.

I only vaguely remember lying on a warm and strong back. It shook gently, like a cradle, but it didn't wake me up.

When I woke up, I was already lying in a soft bed at home. At this time, I will never forget who put a spoonful of nectar in my mouth and who relieved the pain of my wound with caring eyes. It's her-my beloved mother.

Although she asked me many questions, I didn't answer them. I don't want my voice to break the silence at the moment. I am thinking, if time can stay, please let it stay at this moment.

Outside the window, the stars are staring at this place with their eyes open, and the moon shines the brightest moonlight into this warm hut. They are quiet and don't seem to want to break the silence.

Family is like honey, which gives you a sweet taste; Family, like a clear spring in the desert, can help you when you are in trouble; Family is like a ship, carrying you on a long voyage.

Affection is a clear sky that clouds cannot cover!

〈 Nine 〉 My mother's affection bridge composition is 500 words (requirement: write the affection between me and my mother around the bridge)

As the saying goes, a mother's love is like the sea and a father's love is like a mountain. His name is Jiaqiao, and he grew up with me 10 years.

Once, my mother and I were reading in the library. When I saw it in the middle, my two nasal tubes suddenly ran a lot of snot.

Blood. I said to my mother in a hurry, "I have a big nosebleed again!" " "Hearing this, my mother immediately grabbed me, quickly carried me out of the library, and immediately sent me to the Second Hospital. After the doctor examined me, she said that both my blood vessels burst. My mother was in tears and called my grandmother over. I also feel blood gurgling down my throat. I asked my mother, "Will I die?" Mom replied, "You don't have to think about it. Aunt doctor, just stop the bleeding for you. You don't have to be afraid. Mom and grandma are by your side. " Mom said, put a wet towel on my head. I'm not afraid after listening to my mother. In the next few days, the whole family cooked porridge and cut fruit for me. With the meticulous care of my whole family, I recovered immediately.

Family Bridge has accompanied me to grow up for 10 years, connecting my mother and me with beautiful feelings.