Touching thing-composition

Everyone has to eat, and if he doesn't eat, his life will be threatened. In a word, rice is very important.

I think it's enough to have a full meal. Don't be hungry. But parents don't think so. They feel that they should not only eat enough, but also eat well. Just because we disagree, we always quarrel for dinner.

Once at lunch, I only served myself half a bowl of rice. After supper, I go to do my homework. My mother said to me, "why do I eat so little?" Come on, my mother will give you half a bowl. Come and eat. " My head is buzzing. God, my pylorus is really blocked today. If I eat something in my stomach, it will overflow. So I said to my mother, "I won't eat." My mother took pains to explain to me: "You are going to play basketball this afternoon. How to play if you can't eat well? " It's time for you to grow up and eat more ... "I can't listen any longer. I shouted at my mother," I don't eat, I don't eat, no matter what you say! "

This sentence angered my mother: "What's wrong with you now? So disobedient? Mom did all this for your own good! "

Hum, for my own good! Let me suffer from abdominal pain. Is this for my own good? My stomach is really full, not to mention my requirement of not starving to death, even the requirement of eating well has been met! Just when I was angry, my mother nagged again: "Hurry up, or it will get cold if you don't eat." I will give it to you. " Before mom finished, dad connected again: "Quick! Don't eat today, just stand outside the door with a bowl. When you figure it out, eat your meal and come in! "

No choice but to sit at the table and eat slowly. The day lily in the rice really gives me more and more headaches.

I finally ate glistening rice slowly. I walked back to my room, lay in bed, looked at the bright light overhead and thought of it. I always feel like a donkey, being yelled at to do things all day. Eating is really a burden for me. Eating gives me a headache. I don't even understand how the Red Army pretended to be so hungry when crossing the grass in the movie. Watching, the light made my eyes uncomfortable, so I turned over. I can't help thinking again, why do people eat? If only I didn't eat. By then, I won't have to worry about eating all day, and eating won't often take up my nervous time.

That night, I was staring at the faint stars in the night sky when I suddenly heard my parents talking in the next room, saying that I was becoming more and more disobedient now, and I had to make them worry so much about eating.

I am really disappointed. I feel that my parents don't understand me. I also have my own difficulties!

The next day, I spent some time telling my mother that I didn't mean not to eat. When I heard the meal, my head buzzed. I didn't mean to make my head buzz. That's what I am. I'm really helpless. I know I can't eat without food, but I don't want to eat more. After listening to my explanation, my mother nodded.

In the afternoon, my mother said to take me to a hospital or a Chinese medicine hospital. Said to check for me, is there something wrong with my body, so I don't like it. Grab some medicine by the way, saying that Chinese medicine has little side effects. When I arrived at the Chinese medicine hospital, the doctor said that my stomach was blocked and my digestion and absorption were not good. The doctor brought me medicine, and my mother hurried me home. She said to go home early, boil the medicine and drink it quickly. The sooner she gets better, the happier she will be.

I was deeply moved by this line today, and my mother is not that bad. She still understands me.

After taking Chinese medicine for a month, only I know that it really has no effect. But my mother has worked so hard for me, and she will be sad if I show that I don't like eating. So I support every day, and my heart is bitter and sweet.

It's all because I didn't pretend, and my mother found out. As you can imagine, I do this every day, and the final result is an increase in anorexia. So that afternoon, she took me to the people's hospital again. The result of the inspection is exactly the same as last time. My mother bought me western medicine again, which is still good. This time, my condition has improved, and I basically guarantee one bowl at a time.

This is just a small wave in many touching stories in the ocean where my mother lives.

Knowing yourself, I can assure you that countless mothers in the world are like this. Whenever I think of my mother, even during the day, I will look up at the stars. Mom loves us so much, shouldn't we repay them?