Motherly love composition

In daily study, work and life, everyone has dealt with composition. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. How to write a good composition? The following is my collection of maternal love compositions, welcome to share.

Motherly love composition 1 When it is just dawn, there is always a whirring sound from my home.

I remember it was a cold morning. I struggled to get out of bed, dress, wash my face, brush my teeth and eat as usual. When I sat in a chair and put my sneakers on my feet, I suddenly felt a warm current in my shoes, and I couldn't help being shocked. So, I asked my parents loudly, "Which one of you moved my shoes?" Dad is sitting at the table having breakfast. He turned to me and said softly, "Be warm. Your mother just blew your shoes hot with a hair dryer. Isn't it comfortable? " Oh, I see. It suddenly dawned on me. You know, in order to give me this warmth, my mother got up early to blow my shoes with a hair dryer, and also helped my father blow them, but she didn't blow her own shoes. My mother often tells me, "Foot is the foundation of human beings. Without feet, you can't go anywhere. There are many acupoints on the soles of your feet. Don't freeze your feet! "

I looked at my mother's cold shoes and asked doubtfully, "Mom, why don't you blow your shoes warmer?" Mom smiled and said, "It's too late to go to work. Oh, it's time for work! Son, let's talk about it tonight! I'll go first. " I watched my mother leave in a hurry. I smiled and said, "Thank you, these shoes are really comfortable!" " "After that, I played truant.

The warmth in the shoes accompanied me all the way, warming my feet and my heart.

Since then, every cold morning, at dawn, I can always hear the sound of "whoosh", which is the sound of my mother blowing hot shoes for me. This is the voice of love.

Motherly love composition 2 Motherly love is like green leaves in spring, which indicates that the family will be better in the new year; Mother's love is like a cool summer breeze; Mother's love is like the fruit harvested in autumn; Motherly love is like a ray of sunshine in winter. Motherly love is warm and great.

I felt very hot when I slept one night. Because it was summer, I lifted the quilt. I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and felt a little uncomfortable, but I didn't want to disturb my mother, so I went back to sleep and woke up in pain. My mother heard my crying and came into my room. My mother touched my head so as not to burn it. Mother's voice whispered, "I have a stomachache." My mother saw my sad face and dressed me immediately without saying anything. Mom, he didn't even change his clothes, so he carried me to the hospital in his pajamas. It was raining that day. My mother put on my raincoat and ran to the hospital. She registered in the hospital, accompanied me for intravenous drip, and finally carried me into the ward and stayed there all night. In the morning, I woke up and my mother was not there. So she went to buy me breakfast. When she came back, I pretended to be asleep. I squinted at my mother, and when I saw her thick dark circles and bloodshot eyes, I couldn't help crying.

Motherly love is like a starry sky, the moon is like a mother, and the stars are like children. Under the protection of the moon, the stars become stronger, no longer rely on their mothers so much, but love their mothers more.

Motherly love composition 3 Motherly love is as sweet as a mountain spring, nourishing the hearts of every child. My mother gave me endless happiness and happiness with selfless love.

I remember once, I had a high fever, and my mother forgot to eat by herself and hurried to cook for me. I opened my mouth and said weakly, "I don't want to eat." My mother was very anxious and said, "Good boy, you can't take medicine until after dinner." I held back and sat up slowly. My mother quickly fed me. As soon as I took a bite, I felt sick. My mother tapped me on the back with her fist, and her eyes were full of anxiety. She always comforted me and said, "Nothing, it will be all right in a minute." I can only eat intermittently with my stomach covered. After dinner, my mother gave me medicine. Although the medicine is bitter, it is sweet in the heart. Because it contains my mother's meticulous love for me!

In my life, there are many things that can make me feel my mother's love all the time. Every time my mother comes back from work, she always cooks quickly, and then carefully and patiently checks my homework. When she meets a problem that can't be solved, she will take the trouble to explain it to me. Sometimes I think my mother is too wordy. My mother always said, "You will understand when you grow up."

Motherly love is the holiest flower in the world, great and selfless. Although I can't support my mother, I will repay her with my own actions!

Motherly love composition 4 Motherly love may be severe or interesting, but I think it is also nagging.

I remember one time, I was about to go out for a dance class. "water? Remember to bring water! " Mom nagged again. Every time I ask this sentence, I can't bear it and say angrily, "Are you bored?" ! Is it just a bottle of water? Why did you say it so many times! "Then, I slammed the door, leaving my mother at a loss.

"water? Did you bring water? " My mind is still echoing my mother's nagging. When I was three years old. Am I a fish? Can't you live without water? Along the way, the more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and the fire flew into a rage.

In class, I proudly thought: I am not thirsty at all. Look, I don't need to bring water at all. Later, I don't know if it was too hot or thirsty, and my throat smoked. Thirst, like a towel, carefully wipes every corner of my body and sucks up every drop of water in my body. I feel hot and thirsty.

Just when I was at my wit's end, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the classroom-it was mom! Mom brought me water! I ran like a gust of wind and said, "I'm sorry, mom." "Never mind, remember to bring it next time!" Panting, mother handed me the cup.

"Did you bring water?" Although this sentence is simple, it is behind the mother's heavy concern. I drink water and feel the sweet love in the glass.

Motherly love composition 5 What is a mother? Mother is the only light in the dark, the only pill when she is sick, the only clear water when she is dry, the umbrella when it rains, the bread when she is hungry, and the diligent gardener. I love my mother, who brought me to this beautiful world and raised me. Who am I to love him and be ungrateful? I am.

I remember one night three years ago, when I came back from school that night, I felt dizzy I fell on the bed, unconscious. It was not until my mother came back from work that she found me unconscious. She quickly hugged me and touched my forehead. When I heard my mother say "it's so hot" in the dim light, I kept carrying my back and holding my mother's heavy body. At the moment I knew I was sick, my mother forgot to be tired and kept a very fast speed. When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor examined me and treated me. After a while, my condition eased. The first moment I open my eyes is the words my mother cares about …

Ah! Great maternal love, if I am a boat, then you are like a harbor, and I can't get rid of your love for me.

Motherly love composition 6 Who always caresses my hair and lets me sleep peacefully in her arms? Who accompanied me with warm eyes when I was tired? ..... she is my dear mother.

Motherly love is meticulous. In the morning, my mother will get up early and prepare breakfast for me; Doing homework at night, my mother silently accompanied me ... What impressed me most was my mother's encouragement after I failed the exam.

Once, I was ill for half a month and didn't go to school. When I got back to school, it was the mid-term exam. The exam was not ideal because we were not fully prepared. That night, I came home with a test paper in my hand and my head drooping. My mother saw me like this and asked me, "What's wrong with you, baby?" I faltered and said, "Mom, I ... I ... didn't do well in the exam this time." My mother took the test paper and looked at it carefully. I lowered my head and prepared for the storm.

After reading it carefully, my mother handed me the test paper and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, we didn't go to school during this time and left a lot of homework behind." Let's make up lessons together and do well in the next exam. We must have confidence in ourselves! " My hanging heart suddenly relaxed a lot. I thought my mother would scold me! I nodded to my mother with emotion.

In the evening, I quietly passed by my mother's house to see if she was asleep. Who knows my mother is burning the midnight oil, holding my textbook and writing something under the lamp. I realized that my mother was worried about me while comforting me, and was carefully helping me sum up the knowledge points ... my tears suddenly flowed out.

"But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." Grass can never repay the kindness of March sunshine, just as children can never repay the kindness of their mothers.

Motherly love composition 7 If we say, "Motherly love is kind, then fatherly love is severe."

Once, I won the lottery, went home happily and took out my certificate. My name was written on it, and I showed it to my mother with great expectation. I wonder what my mother would say. My mother looked at it and said loudly, "Great, Seed Cloud, you are really my little pride!" " "After listening to this, I felt as if I had stepped on a happy cloud and suddenly became proud. I hope dad can say the same thing about me when he comes back.

I waited patiently and put the certificate into the folder gently, for fear that it might be crumpled by accident. After a while, my father came back, and I showed it to my father with confidence. My father took a look and said seriously, "It's so simple, it's strange not to win the prize." After listening to it, I lost it immediately. The happy cloud suddenly disappeared. I am very sad, thinking: why will I be scolded when I win the prize? Dad is too strict!

At this time, my mother came up to me and said, "In fact, my father loves you, but in a different way. My mother is gentle and my father is strict, but we all love you. "

Over the years, my mother has been encouraging me from beginning to end, and my father is still so strict, but only in this way can I become better, because if there is only my mother's kind love, I will be complacent, and if there is only my father's strict love, I will feel inferior, so I must combine the two to make me better.

Motherly love composition 8 people living in the world encounter a lot of love, which often makes us unforgettable: there is love for small animals; Love the motherland; Respect the leaders of the Chinese nation; What makes me unforgettable is maternal love.

In my impression, my mother used to be an ordinary mother, walking around the kitchen all day, busy cooking three meals a day for our two brothers and sisters. But one thing changed my impression of her. I remember once, I had indigestion in my stomach. It was already late at night. My stomach is so bloated that I can't sleep in bed. Dad just went out to buy goods these days, and mom not only has to work alone, but also has to take care of our brothers and sisters. I love my mother deeply, and I want to hold it back until dawn.

But my stomach became more and more uncomfortable and I couldn't help moaning a few times. That's what my mother found. My mother took me to the hospital by bike before she could put on her coat. It's a little cold in late autumn, and grandpa is still joking with us. On the way to the hospital, it suddenly began to rain in Mao Mao, and it was really cold with the wind.

My mother quickly got off the bike and put on my only raincoat. Then my mother braved the rain and continued to rush to the hospital. Because it was windy and rainy, it was much darker, and it was even harder for my mother to ride a bike. Seeing this, my heart hurts involuntarily. When I got to the hospital, my mother let me sit in a chair, and I was busy again, registering, taking me to see a doctor and taking medicine. ...

I don't know how long it took, but it was lit. Mom woke me up and told me that the injection was over and we could go home. I rubbed my eyes and saw that my mother's eyes were bloodshot, but she kept asking me if I was comfortable. Looking at my mother's concerned eyes, my tears flowed down involuntarily. ...

Motherly love composition 9 "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure. If you throw it into your mother's arms, you won't enjoy happiness ... "This beautiful song reminds me of my mother's love for me!

I clearly remember that my mother was pregnant with my little sister when I was in the first grade of primary school. Every day, my mother is pregnant. She carefully picks me up from school and cooks and washes clothes for me. It is very hard. On the way to school, my mother also helped me carry a heavy schoolbag, fearing that I would be tired, and said, "Son, you always carry a schoolbag. It's time to grow up." How tired she was, she smiled and said, "No,no."

Another time, before my sister was born, my parents took me everywhere for fear of ignoring my feelings. They took me to the grassland. I really wanted to go riding with my mother, but my mother smiled and said to me, "Baby, pregnant women can't ride horses. Can they ride by themselves?" I believe you can do it. "After I got my mother's encouragement, I said' OK'. When I walked my horse, although I was pregnant, my mother accompanied me. I'm walking my horse, and it's getting cold. I feel very cold. My mother took off her clothes and put them on for me without thinking, but my mother was frozen and claimed that it was not cold at all. My tears are coming down, and I feel warm from the inside out.

Now I have a younger sister, a beautiful two-year-old girl. My parents love me as much as I do. My mother kissed me and hugged my sister. My mother always said, "The palms of my hands are all my flesh, and I love my two daughters."

This is my mother's selfless love, pure love, great love and lofty love. Motherly love is like a beautiful umbrella. Sunny days protect me from the scorching sun, rainy days protect me from wind and rain, and cloudy days bring me warmth. I love my mother!

Motherly love composition 10 What is maternal love? 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.

I remember it was when I was in grade one. Once my father worked overtime at night. Unfortunately, in the early morning, I had a high fever. This really scared mom. What should I do? Mom will take it out and take a taxi to the hospital at once. But the road was dark and there was no sign of a taxi, so my mother ran to the hospital behind my back. I was so scared that I called out to my mother. My mother said, "Don't be afraid, son, just lie on my mother's back and we will arrive." When I arrived at the emergency room of the hospital, I met the doctor, who took my temperature. At first glance, I have a fever of 40 degrees Celsius. The doctor said to my mother, "How did you become a mother?" The children were burned like this. How did they get sent here? Must be hospitalized, and go through the hospitalization procedures quickly! "My mother just said silently," Well ... "That night, my mother didn't sleep a wink and stayed by my side until the fever went down, and she just smiled.

But maternal love is sometimes severe, and my mother never relaxes in my study. It was the first semester of grade four, and I got 66 points in math. When I handed the paper to my mother trembling, I saw my mother's disappointment at the moment she saw the score. My mother asked me to correct the wrong questions on the paper seriously and explain to my mother why I lost points in each question. My mother gave me the same question again.

Motherly love is the greatest selfless love of all. A mother, who escorts her children all her life, silently guides them behind her back. "But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." I can't repay my mother's love. I have to study hard, grow up healthily and make my mother happy.

Motherly love composition 1 1 "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like babies." Everyone must have heard this song! Only mother is good in the world. I have a mother who loves me very much, but sometimes, I have an argument with my mother, and I don't understand.

One Saturday, I finished my homework quickly. I turned on the TV and watched it with relish. When my mother came back, she saw me watching TV and launched a lion roar: "Why are you watching TV again?" Have you finished your homework? " "It's done." I am very wronged to say. "Then you can't watch TV!" Mom is really like an angry lion when she is angry. I turned off the TV angrily and ran back to my room to cry. Why don't I watch TV? Mom is so bad! Suddenly, I heard footsteps. It was my mother who came in and went out when she saw me asleep.

My nose was sour, leaving tears, and I heard a bang and the door closed. When I walked out of the room, I saw a note on the table: at night, mom has to work overtime. I'll cook dinner for you and go to bed early. Love, mom. My tears can't stop flowing out. I thought: My mother didn't let me watch TV at that time, either because my eyes were not nearsighted or because my composition was not very good. She wanted me to read more composition books. The more I think about it, the more I think my mother is right. The more I think about it, the more I feel sorry for mom. I made up my mind to apologize to my mother.

When my mother got off work, I hurried forward to say I was sorry. My mother smiled and said, "Silly boy, my mother has been angry for a long time, otherwise she would love to cook for you?" When she finished, my mother and I both laughed.

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby." Mom, you have worked hard. You moisten our growth like rain. I still don't understand you. Please forgive me. Thank you, mom!

Motherly love composition 12 Since childhood, my mother has given me considerate love. She is not only my favorite family member, but also my very close basin friend, the smartest friend and the most attentive "mentor".

In life, my mother is like a docile rabbit, taking care of me completely. When I eat shrimp on weekdays, my mother has been peeling most of the shrimp and putting it in my bowl. I always thought my mother didn't like shrimp very much. Once, grandma told me quietly, "Actually, mom loves shrimp. When you are always in her belly, she can eat a whole plate of fried shrimp at a meal. " At this time. I woke up from a dream. My mother wants me to eat more and grow up quickly, so I won't eat. At this time, I seem to understand what maternal love is.

But sometimes I think that my mother is as strict as a fierce old tiger in her studies. I still remember that when I was in the middle class of kindergarten, I just learned to play the piano, and my fingers were often unstable and I was always criticized by my teacher. So my mother put the pen on the electronic organ, and when my finger collapses, she will tap her finger with a signature pen, which is particularly painful. At this time, I will keep crying and crying, and even continue to think: Does mom not love me anymore? However, one day many months later, my fingers suddenly returned to normal. When the piano teacher also showed praise, I seemed to understand that my mother either said that she loved me, but only hid her thoughts about me under strict conditions.

At the level of moral cultivation, mom's rules are also very high. She told me that we must be honest with others and respect the old and love the young; On campus, friends should get along well with each other and respect teachers. ...

Mother's love, like surging waves, often moistens my heart. I like my mother, and my mother also said that she will always love me.

Motherly love composition 13 Father loves mountains, and maternal love is like water. Warm as winter sunshine!

I remember it was a dark and windy night, and my stomach was extremely uncomfortable and growling. Seeing how uncomfortable I was, my mother dressed me in a hurry and went to the Second Hospital without saying anything behind my back. On the way, I vomited in the east and vomited in the west, which was painful. My mother encouraged me while hugging me. Be brave, don't be afraid, I'll go to the hospital at once! From my mother's back, I felt my mother's heart beating fast and sweat flowing from my forehead. ...

When I came to the hospital, my mother put me on the bench outside, and I hurried to register alone. After a while, she came to hug me and asked the doctor. The doctor took a look, took her temperature and said she needed an injection. At this time, I clamored for an injection. My mother said to me with sweat: Kan Kan, are you a man? Do you still want to recover? Looking at my mother's hard work, I bowed my head. I was really embarrassed and nodded! After the injection, my mother left me again. Along the way, because it was after 1 o'clock in the morning, there were not many people on the road. My mother trotted home with me, soaked in medicine and told me, kept touching my forehead, and I fell asleep unconsciously. ...

This is my mother, strict and loving! I really want to say to her: mom, you have worked hard! I love you! I am lucky to have you as my mother in my life!

Motherly love composition 14 The most beautiful voice in the world is the gentle call of mother. I want to pick a star from the sky and give it to my kind mother. Mom, my dear mom!

The child wants to go to cram school, but the mother wants to be extremely bookish. On a hot day, the mother's handbag, carrying what the children need in the cram school, soaked her clothes with sweat and ran after the children in front, while the children walked happily, looking around empty-handed in front. Look west. The child is in class, talking in the classroom, and the mother is standing at the door with her back to the sun, for fear that the child will not concentrate in class, stand on tiptoe, craning her neck and looking at the child through the back door window. When the child came out of the cram school, the mother quickly sent water to the child and asked the child, "How was your study today? Are you tired? " But the child is impatient. On the way home, the weather was not beautiful, only lightning and thunder, and the wind roared. "Wow ..." It's raining. My mother put a coat over the child's head to keep out the rain. Her hands are still soaked in the rain. Slow-moving mothers urge their children to walk faster from time to time ... when they get home, their mothers quickly change clothes and find medicine for their children. The body soaked by rain is wet, but the mother's concern is like a warm "hot water bottle" to warm the child's body, and the heart is always hot.

At home, there are busy mothers everywhere. At home, they carefully check their homework, clean the room and cook food ... everywhere is full of deep love from their mothers. Up to now, the child thinks of his mother's kind face and hands that will always support him. The child is always moved, and that child is me.

The most beautiful voice in the world is the gentle call of mother, and the deepest love in the world is great maternal love!

Motherly love composition 15 She has a pair of delicate eyes, a high nose that stands out, and shiny black hair. She is my mother.

When I was two or three years old, I vaguely remembered that it was noon on a hot summer day. I went downstairs to play on the path alone, humming and jumping all the way. I fell with a crash and cried, but no one helped me, just me and my mother. "Whose child is this?" How could this mother be so ill-bred that she left her child behind? Really! ""Why don't children come out to play without their mother's permission? He deserved to fall! "... all they know is to criticize me and my mother, where they either laugh or scold. No one came to help me and comfort me. Suddenly, I heard a rush of footsteps and looked up and saw my mother. My mother looked guilty, but didn't complain. I can't help shivering all over. Mother carried me on her back and ran quickly to the bus. Listen to a little sobbing in detail. I looked around, and when I looked down, I saw my mother. She has a tissue in her hand and tears in her eyes. I feel bad in my heart.

Ten years have passed, and I still can't forget it, because my mother's love is great and selfless. Mother has done so much for us, but she doesn't ask for anything in return. Isn't this maternal love? Isn't this maternal love great and selfless? Motherly love is like the vast sea, which contains our mistakes. Motherly love, like selfless candlelight, illuminates our future. Why don't we care about mom? But some people not only don't care about their mothers, but also fight with them. This is a very hateful thing, so we must be a child who knows how to be grateful to his parents!