Motherly love composition (600 words)

You have exhausted your whole life's energy, your gorgeous youth, your whole body's strength, and composed a silent song of maternal love.

I remember one winter, my hands were bleeding from freezing, and I dared not see the water, so I brought a lot of dirty clothes home from school. When you get home, you should bring my backpack and wash it. Later, I found that your hand also cracked a big hole, but for me, you didn't care about the pain in your hand at all. I cried when I saw your scarred hands.

Mom, you have done too much for me. Since I came to this world, I have filled your heart, but I have never left a place for myself. When winter comes, the first thing you think of is whether I am cold or not, and you completely forget that you are standing in the cold wind; When cooking a good meal, the first thing you think about is whether I like it or not. You have forgotten what you like to eat. ...

There was a time when life in our family was very difficult, but every time I went home, you still tried to improve my life. And I never object to you doing this, because only in this way will you have a delicious meal under my persuasion.

Some people say that the world is cold, so the newborn baby will not stop crying. But as soon as he touches his mother's warm arms, he will stop crying immediately, and a bright smile will immediately bloom on his tender little face. Mom, it is you who light up the child's heart with your heart lamp, and you cultivate the child's love with maternal love, so that the child can live in the most beautiful paradise all day.

Mom, you know what? Since I came to this world, I have felt a great power from you. It is silent and invisible, but it fills every corner of my body and mind. With it, my heart is blue; With it, my life is full of intoxicating fragrance; With it, my mind has become extremely strong; With it, my soul shines. That is maternal love, which is my inexhaustible strength!

Mom, you are not a musician, but you wrote the most touching melody in the world with your love. This is a silent song, singing in my heart forever!

Praise a mother's love

Motherly love is a selfless force, which falls in our hearts like a drizzle in spring. Although it is silent, it nourishes the growth of life seedlings.

A person's life, all the glory and pride in the world, comes from maternal love, which is sacred. In our most difficult times, it sometimes gives us strength. From the moment we were born, people used sincere blood to dissolve into every blood vessel of their mothers, happily threw themselves into the embrace of maternal love, and a feeling of being masters of their own affairs echoed in their chests. When maternal love takes off, it gives a loving heart.

Motherly love is a cradle and a folk song, which sings unity and spreads civilization. Motherly love is a monument that engraves the past and enlightens the future. ...

Ah! Motherly love, if you are a building, I am your brick and tile. With my little body, I will build your sublimity. If you are a flag, I am a silk thread belonging to you, embroidering a shining star for you with my youth; If you are a garden, I am a flower, a grass and a leaf belonging to you. I am willing to silently exhaust my efforts and spit out plumes of powder.

The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it has won three spring rays. "We can only repay our mother's kindness with love and filial piety. Filial piety is the duty of being a man. Finally, I bid farewell to the great maternal love with the phrase "sing a love song for my mother in October", but I finally said loudly: "I love you, and I love your broad mind even more.

Grateful to mother

Today, I spent 1 1 colorful years. Although the teacher gave me a wealth of knowledge and my classmates gave me sincere friendship, I think my mother is the most worthy of my gratitude.

Some people say that maternal love is like a ray of sunshine, which makes your heart feel warm even in the cold winter. Some people say that maternal love is like a stream, nourishing children's young hearts. I said that maternal love is like a colorful umbrella, which can shelter from the wind and rain, drive away the scorching sun and protect the healthy growth of children.

Mom, do you remember? The report card of the exam that day was sent out, and I did badly in the exam. When I got home, I threw myself on the bed and cried. You walked into the room, patted me on the back and said kindly, "What happened, will you tell my mother?" I thought: if my mother knew, she would not only be sad, but also scold me. I didn't answer mom. After a while, you said to me again, "Daughter, don't be sad. Just an attempt. Let bygones be bygones. As long as you work hard, your grades will definitely improve. " Did my mother know that after reading the report card, she was not angry, but comforted and encouraged me. After a while, you said, "son, you must remember that there are more beautiful scenery waiting for you ahead, and you can't stop." After listening to words of comfort and encouragement. I no longer feel sad and sad, but how warm and happy I feel.

Motherly love is a harbor, let us stay away from the wind and waves and enjoy peace.

Motherly love is the guiding light, let us see the direction of progress and gain confidence.

Motherly love is to send charcoal in the snow and give us warmth; It is the bread when we are hungry, which gives us nutrition; It is the affection when we are lonely, which gives us comfort; It is our encouragement when we fail and gives us courage and confidence.

Mom, wherever I go, your care will accompany me. Thank you for your concern and encouragement along the way, so that I can create more brilliant scenery on the road of life.

My mother, the mother in my heart.

Gardenia flowers are blooming, fragrant and breezy ... "March 8" Women's Day is coming, and my mother's birthday is coming! In fact, sometimes, I envy Ma Xiaotiao for having a beautiful baby mother and Jingxiang for having an enlightened mother. And my mother, chubby in appearance, is only in her thirties, but she seems to be in her forties. And she is not a loving mother, but a strict mother. But she is beautiful in my heart.

Mother strong tea

Mom is a monkey, but I stubbornly believe that mom should be a cow. A 9-year-old girl, He Yue, drew a picture-she used "Mom belongs to a cow" to express her love for her mother, and the cow was carrying the whole family.

In the face of He Yue's paintings, I burst into tears. Mom, my mom, just like the cow in the photo. The cow carries the mother of the whole family on its back. Looking at that painting, I seem to see my mother's busy figure like a cow and a cup of fragrant and steaming strong tea on the table.

Every day, mother is always the first to get up. Accompanied by the rhythmic symphony of pots and pans, it must be the steaming cup of strong tea on the table that accompanies my mother. The last one to sleep at night is also my mother who has worked hard all day. My mother doesn't know how much she cares about making the family comfortable. But the only constant is the cup of strong tea, which is the supplement of mother's spiritual nutrition.

Mother lied.

On a rainy day, I was afraid that I would get caught in the rain. My mother specially sent an umbrella and simply said, "I passed by school ..."

My mother always frowns at what I like to eat: "I hate eating …" and gives me many good reasons to believe. I secretly ate all the leftovers myself.

I was sick, and my mother accompanied me to register, give injections and prescribe medicines. I wish I were sick. I said, "I told you to put on more clothes, but you didn't listen." Now that you are well, you are ill. " I don't listen to suffering, I don't care about you ... "

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"Lies", together with the goodwill it contains, have deceived me for many years. Mom, how come you never told me it was love?

My mother never speaks softly and sweetly to me. She won't praise me as well as other mothers, and comfort me if I don't do well. If I behave well, she will only ask me not to be too early. If I don't do well, she will severely criticize me and even hit me, but I understand that this is also a form of my mother's love for me. Mom is the kind of person who "loves you deeply and longs for you"

My mother, though not gentle, loves me very much, and so does the reality. Gardenia blossoms, faint fragrance, happy birthday, mom …

Maternal love 1

When we miss our hometown, the call of our mother in the past gave us spiritual comfort; When we encounter difficulties, mother is our most solid emotional sustenance; When we are exhausted in life, our mother will enthusiastically encourage us to cheer up ... all this stems from the warmest, purest and most selfless love in the world-maternal love.

Motherly love is one of the greatest feelings. It falls on our hearts like a drizzle in spring. Although silent, it nourishes the seedlings of life. It is like the sunshine in summer, and it shines in our warm arms.

The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it has won three spring rays. Just like this poem profoundly expresses the hardships of mother, she always works hard for her children and sweats all her life. No matter how hard it is, she doesn't care. Just working hard, she exchanged her youth for the happiness and happiness of her children. Use her short and precious life to create a bright road for children. Countless sufferings and failures during this period can't be described in words. This irresistible force is the soul and essence of maternal love. This is the greatest strength, producing a caring and charitable heart at the highest level.

The world is full of warmth and true feelings because of maternal love. Motherly love does not need conditions and requirements. It comes naturally from every mother's heart. Whether in suffering or happiness, it is silently with you. It asks nothing in return or gratitude. It only hopes that all children in the world can truly feel and experience maternal love and grow up happily in it.

Maternal love! Maternal love! You, unparalleled in the universe, raise the children of the world and let them live happily under your care. You're amazing. You can throw it away, throw it away, throw it away as much as you want. Sprinkle your love, warmth, warmth, kindness and kindness into the boundless world.

If I have a pair of wings, I would like to be the shadow of maternal love and fly to every corner of the world, so that maternal love will ripple in the world forever.

Thanks to mother

There is a saying, buried in a secret corner of my memory, a very small sentence, which I will never forget, although it is very short.

When I was in the fifth grade of primary school, some classmates and I always quarreled over trivial matters. Every time we quarreled, we blushed and often had a cold war.

Mom didn't say anything when she found out.

Until one time, I accidentally cut my mother's hand. Bright red blood flowed from white arms. I quickly took medicine to help my mother bandage her bleeding hand.

Mom still didn't say anything, just smiled. I asked her what she was doing, and she just said, "If only you and your classmates could do this!" "

I started arguing.

My mother waited for me to finish, and when my mood calmed down, she said to me calmly, "I believe that tolerance is necessary to get along with people." Then quietly walk out of the house and close the door for me.

I thought for a long time that night. Now I've changed a lot because of one sentence.

I thank my mother for silently guarding me with her deep love. It was my mother who gave me hope and always guided me when I lost my way.

If I am a leaf sail lost in the sea, my mother is a beacon to guide me; If I am a child lost in the forest, my mother is the one who has been holding a candle to guide me in the forest.

Mothers are all over the world and maternal love is scattered in every corner of the world. Motherly love is selfless and silent.

Thank you, mom.

Go back to your mother

Now the time is 23: 23: 23, the night is deep, my neighbor is asleep, and I am still struggling with my homework. I'm quietly under the lamp ... no! Not alone, my mother across the room is still waiting for me to write the last stroke in my exercise book with the light on! Whether it's eleven o'clock or early morning.

Because I am a student under the examination-oriented education system in China, I have to do my homework late every day. My mother always brings me a cold drink or a plate of sliced fruit when I am hot. There is always a toothpick on it, and the toothpick is stained with mother's sweat and tears.

How many nights, my mother accompanied me, and from time to time advised me to cherish my health, do my homework quickly and go to bed early. My fault lies in my dull talent and slow homework. I blacken my eyes every day and make my mother's eyes full of blood.

How many mornings, when I slowly opened my eyes, the sound of the pressure cooker steaming came from the kitchen. My mother is afraid that I will be late. She always cooks the meal early and waits for me to get up-dragging her body as tired as me.

How many times, I kept complaining in front of my mother, complaining about how the teacher treated us inhumanely, how dark my world was, how terrible my education was ... My mother always tried to squeeze out a smile and taught me how to move towards the light. Actually, I know my mother is helpless.

I remember that at noon that day, I dragged my feet home. My mother cooked a meal, and we all ate in silence. I could see that my mother was worried about things at work and sighed silently. On the other hand, I'm about to start complaining about a lot of homework. Seeing my mother sigh, I had to put my resentment back into my stomach. I am not good at words, which may be the best way to express our tacit understanding and deep love by mutual silence.

I remember my classmates gave me a birthday that day. When I made a wish, I silently wished my mother happiness and health. The person I should think of most on my birthday is my mother, who endured the pain of 12 and gave birth to me. I can't make my mother feel less pain when I was born. What I can do is to bless my mother forever.

I remember that day at the dinner table, my mother made me the best Chinese hamburger on the fish belly, and I said I didn't like it. Actually, I don't like fish. I say this because I want to give it to my mother. I won't take the initiative to help my mother, but I want her to eat well, just as she wants me to eat well.

12: 30, it's time to stop writing, or mom will stay up late again.