Writing about mother and mythical beast during the epidemic

1. Write an essay about my mother

She has black hair, which she likes to wear in a ponytail, a pair of black pearl-like eyes, and a pair of curved eyebrows. When she smiles, she has a pair of sweet dimples and two small tiger teeth. She has a high nose and a small mouth, like a cherry. She smiles every day.

——That’s my mother. My mother is the person I know best. She teaches me questions that I don’t know how to do. She cares about me in life. Whenever I am sick, she is more anxious than anyone else. Sometimes I wake up from my sleep and see She stayed with me at my bedside until my fever subsided.

My mother also takes me to and from school every day, and my mother is also willing to help others. Once, my mother and I went for a walk in the park in front of my house. As we walked, we suddenly heard a little girl crying: "Mom."

·"Mom." My mother and I walked up to the little girl. The mother asked the little girl: "Where is your mother?" The little girl cried and said: "I don't know."

"Where do you live?" "Mom asked again. The little girl shook her head.

My mother asked me to play games with the little girl. We played games with the little girl while waiting for her mother. After a while, I saw an aunt running over. The little girl When he saw his mother, he ran over and hugged her tightly. Auntie said: "Thank you."

Mom smiled and said: "You're welcome, you should." In the future, I will also help people in need like my mother, whether they are familiar to me or not. Still unfamiliar people.

My mother is my good role model. I love my mother. Sister Lemon, what do you think of what I wrote? If you read it, be sure to write me a reply! I'm waiting for your reply! whee! I wish you happiness forever.

Happy. 2. A 300-word essay about how my mother took care of me when I was sick

Mother's love

"Only mothers are good in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure...", whenever I hear When I hear this loud and deep song, I think of my mother's love for me. My heart is like waves in the sea, and I can't calm down for a long time.

When I was a child, I was frail and sickly and often had colds and fevers. I remember one time, I was fine during the day, but in the middle of the night, I suddenly developed a high fever. When I took my temperature, it turned out to be 40 degrees, which scared my mother to tears (my father was teaching in the countryside at the time, and it was only my mother and I at home). Mom bent down and said, "Come on, son, Mom will carry you to the hospital." My family lives in the county party committee compound, and the big iron gate is locked at night. In the middle of the night, Mom yelled for a long time, but the guard did not get up to open the door. , but my mother was very anxious. "What should I do? What should I do? The child's illness cannot be delayed." My mother made a prompt decision and asked me to get out through the small hole under the door first, while she risked her life to climb out of the iron door. Afterwards, my mother said with lingering fear several times that she really didn’t know how she climbed out. When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor diagnosed me with acute tonsillitis, which required hospitalization and intravenous injection. When the needle pierced the back of my hand, my mother closed her eyes, just like the needle pierced her heart. After I settled down, my mother used a cold towel to apply a cold compress on me for a while, and then drove away mosquitoes for me. She was very busy. Suddenly, for some reason, my hands and feet twitched violently, and my mother cried out in an anxious voice: "Doctor, doctor, come quickly! What's wrong with my son!" At the same time, she hugged me tightly. In my arms, it feels like someone else will take me away. After some emergency treatment, I was able to stabilize. The next morning I woke up and saw my mother's eyes were red. Then I realized that my mother had been watching over me all night, worried about me all night, and didn't sleep a wink all night!

Although my mother loves me, she never pampers me. I made mistakes, but my mother never tolerated me and always taught me patiently until I realized my mistakes. Ever since I was little, my mother has let me do my own things, such as dressing, washing my face, and handkerchiefs. She even let me go to the bookstore alone to buy books and stationery.

If I compare my mother's love to azalea, it is so bright and red; compare it to a river, it is so long and clear. Mom, I love you forever! 3. "Chang Mama and the Classic of Mountains and Seas" A person who has the same qualities as the eldest mother, write an essay

"I understand the love around me"

Everyone is surrounded by There are countless people who care about you, and even an action, a look, or a word reflects their love for you. But can you feel it? Do you understand? Then you have to ask your own heart. I remember that in the winter of a certain year, the cold wind was blowing, and it was accompanied by pure white snow. Look, the time for school was coming, and I had to go to school in such a harsh environment. This was an old grandma who couldn't help but said: "It's not safe in the snow, otherwise don't go. It doesn't matter for a long time." Hearing this sentence made me laugh involuntarily, because it gave me many questions. , If you don’t go to school when it snows, won’t there be no school days all over the world? Besides, others can overcome difficulties and go to school, but I can’t? "It's okay, I will pay attention to safety on the way, don't worry." As soon as I finished speaking, I hurriedly picked up my schoolbag and walked out the door. I'm afraid grandma is being wordy, otherwise she will be late. "Wait a minute, wear a coat when it's cold." Well, there's still no way to escape.

After hearing this, I returned to the house and said, "I'm not cold. When I wear it, I turn into a penguin - I can't ride a bicycle." Nonsense, penguins are not afraid of the cold. Can you do it? This kid, let you wear it for your own good, all that nonsense. "This is grandma's expression and tone, which seems a little impatient. "Grandma, I'm leaving! "While I was talking, I walked out of the door. The purpose was not to hear grandma's nagging anymore, because I always annoy those nagging mother-in-laws. And if I don't leave, I will be really late. I won't Like breaking the record of being late for the first time. Now that I have grown up, I think about it. Why did my grandma say these things? Is it not to prevent me from getting sick and suffering unnecessary pain? I don't feel annoyed, but I feel a warmth in my heart, as if I see a ray of sunshine in the dark room, which warms my heart. Why? Because I feel my grandma's love for me, her silent love for me! Shouldn’t I cherish it? 4. Write a 400-word essay about me and my mother

My mother has short black hair, a pair of big eyes and a medium-sized face. There is a pair of glasses on the high bridge of my nose. My mother is not only dedicated to my work, but also particularly concerned about my study and life. In a daze, I saw a busy figure. My mother is working hard; I see a tired figure, it is my mother knitting winter clothes for me; I see a cheerful figure, it is my mother who is happy for my study and progress.

I usually live in my home. At my grandma’s house, I could only see my mother on Saturdays and Sundays. Every Sunday after I finished writing the composition assigned by the teacher, my mother would read it carefully and work with me to revise the wrong sentences, and then she would find some for me. For similar compositions, she explained to me while reading, what parts of this composition were worth learning, and combined with my composition, what parts were well written and what parts were not well written. My mother not only cared about my study, but also cared about me. I am also particularly concerned about my life.

I remember one day, heavy snow fell in the sky, and soon the whole city turned into a sea of ??snow, a paradise of snow, and a world of snow. My baby teeth haven’t fallen out yet, but my permanent teeth have grown in. My mother insisted on taking me to have my baby teeth extracted. I didn’t want to go because I was afraid of the pain. I struggled with my mother for a long time, and my mother finally forced me to go to the hospital. Along the way, I didn’t talk to my mother, and I even hit her with snowballs. I thought: My mother is so unkind, why did I have to come out to extract my tooth in such a cold weather? The doctor gave me an anesthetic and pulled out the baby teeth, and I didn't feel any pain at all. Later, I learned about my mother's painstaking efforts. Mom said: "Only when the movable baby teeth are pulled out will the permanent teeth grow neatly." If the movable deciduous teeth are not removed, the new permanent teeth will grow crookedly, making your smile unsightly! "Sure enough, because all the deciduous teeth in the middle of my lower row were extracted, the permanent teeth that have grown in are very neat. I am not restrained when I smile, and I am very happy. Mother, what a word that is admired by children all over the world; Motherly love is like a peaceful harbor that nurtures our growth.

Motherly love is pure; maternal love is selfless; maternal love is great; maternal love only knows how to give without expecting anything in return.

Mother's love is like the warm wind of spring, blowing your heart; mother's love is like the continuous drizzle, gently patting your face and moisturizing your heart; mother's love is like the furnace of winter, creating a heart-warming atmosphere for you in the harsh winter. Sunshine.

The love my mother gave me is real, simple, stern, and sometimes poetic. 5. Look at the pictures and write a short essay "A Day in the Life of Little Bugs, Ants, and Butterflies"

One day. In the morning, the little bug, the little butterfly and the little ant found a broken egg shell together.

The little ant said: "Let's use it to make a seesaw!" "Everyone nodded in agreement. They found a small stick, put the stick on the eggshell, and started playing happily.

After a while, the little bug said: "We Make a hot air balloon so you can fly with the little butterflies! "They found a few pieces of grass and tied them to a piece of pink cloth, with eggshells tied underneath. The little ants and bugs sat in the eggshells and floated with the wind.

In the afternoon, it suddenly started to rain, and they figured out a way to lift up the eggshells and hide inside the eggshells to avoid the rain.

It got dark and the rain stopped, and they came up with a plan. They found a leaf and used it as a quilt to cover the eggshell. They slept in the eggshell and had sweet dreams.

In this way, they spent a happy day. 6. My mother and I. Qian's essay should write at least three things and no more than 100 words.

Time flies by like running water, and many memories have faded with the disappearance of the days.

But I will never forget that deep maternal love. That morning, when I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back, my mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Yiyi, the weather forecast is for rain today. It's better to bring an umbrella. "

I looked up at the sky. The sun was hanging high. How could it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out of the door. Just when school was over at noon, there was sudden lightning and thunder. , a heavy rain fell suddenly.

The students who brought rain gear went home, and the other students were also picked up by their parents one by one. My father teaches in a school out of town and never comes home at noon.

It just so happens that my mother is 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, my eyes couldn't help but become red, and tears were rolling in my eyes. At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain.

Oh, it’s mom! The strong wind and heavy rain seemed to swallow up my mother's thin body. But my mother still walked towards me with difficulty.

"Yiyi, come here quickly and let mom take the umbrella." Mom said as she moved the umbrella towards me.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Mom's hair, face, and body were all soaked by the rain, and she was only able to squeeze a little bit into the umbrella without getting wet.

Looking at my mother who looked like a drowned rat, and her cold and blue face, I couldn’t help but shed tears... An umbrella holds up the sky, give me the umbrella my mother loves. Joy and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it always touches me and encourages me to be a good person, study hard, and live up to her high expectations... 7. Fierce Mother Essay 1000

Students, do you know? I have a cruel mother. Her eyes seem to be able to see through the secrets in my heart. Those black eyebrows can be twisted into knots when she is angry. Her hair may be because of me. , and added a few strands of silver hair. I am also proud of having such a great mother.

My mother never underestimated the difficulties in my life. Once, my mother gave me two yuan to buy tofu, but I secretly bought stickers. When I got home, I wanted to lie and saw my mother's eyes. They had lost their former glory and were just silent. Staring at me, filled with disappointment and hope. I sometimes talked back to my mother. That time, I might have been so angry that I picked up the scissors and cut the phone cord. Without saying anything, my mother picked up a ruler and hit my hand, which made my hand red and swollen. In a fit of anger, I drew several large crosses on the white wall with a pencil. This time I deeply realized the profound meaning of the word "strict mother". Last summer, I developed a high fever one night. My mother was too embarrassed to call others, so she carried me to the hospital on her back. There were blood tests and infusions until noon of the next day when the fever went away. When I When I opened my hazy eyes, the first thing I saw was my haggard-looking mother. When she saw me waking up, her kind smile immediately drove away the tiredness on her face, and she looked at me with gentle eyes. At this time, an unspeakable secret quietly came into my heart. It felt like a bottle of five flavors had been overturned in my stomach. It was really not a good feeling. This time, I deeply realized the meaning of the word "deep love".

Mom, you have given all your energy to your daughter. I think the most important thing in the correct education method is to combine love and strictness like a mother. The love between mother and daughter is the most sacred in the world. The love of education should be broader than father's love, simpler than love, and purer, more delicate, and nobler than all other family ties. Only at this moment did I truly realize that the true happiness and joy of life are all immersed in the tender and uninterrupted maternal love. My mother's love and concern for me will leave an indelible impression on my soul, because my mother's love will never dry up, and my mother will not go astray during my growth period. No matter how proud of my achievements in the future, I should drink water and think about the source. I should remember that it was my mother's love that sowed the original seeds for my growth direction.

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My mother

The greatest love in the world is the love that comes from maternal love. A mother's heart is pure. Every mother is supreme and has the most devout love. There is a true love hidden inside.

My mother has a pair of bright eyes and a head of black hair with a few silver hairs, which may be a testimony of her hard-working life.

Other mothers are very concerned about their children, and my mother is no exception.

I remember it was one winter afternoon when I came home from school. It was raining heavily. When I went up the stairs, I always felt top-heavy. As soon as I got home, I fell on the bed. In the evening, my mother came back from get off work after a tiring day. She saw me lying on the bed, touched my hot forehead, looked at my painful expression, and looked at the heavy rain outside the window. Without saying a word, she put on her raincoat and carried me to the hospital on her back. Go. Along the way, the wind roared harder, the rain fell harder, and the wind and rain hit us mercilessly. After arriving at the hospital, my mother called me a number, the doctor gave me an injection, and I fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up, I found my mother sitting by the bed. Seeing that I woke up, my mother finally smiled. I looked at my mother's wet clothes and hair, nodded, and was speechless with excitement.

My mother is like a hard-working gardener, working tirelessly to cultivate me. My mother has worked hard for me and constantly encouraged me. She only hopes that one day, I can become an extraordinary person among ordinary people.

In short, the hard work and love my mother has put in for me are immeasurable. I want to study hard and honor my mother.

My mother has short black hair, eyebrows, big eyes, a medium-sized mouth, and a pair of glasses on the high bridge of her nose. My mother is not only dedicated to her work, but also particularly concerned about my study and life.

I usually live at my grandma’s house and can only see my mother on Saturdays and Sundays. Every Sunday after I finish writing the composition assigned by the teacher, my mother always reads it carefully and works with me to revise the wrong sentences with concentration. After correcting the composition, my mother found some similar compositions for me. While reading, she explained to me what parts of this composition were worth learning, and combined with my composition, what parts were well written and what parts were not well written. . My mother not only cares about my study, but also pays special attention to my life.

I remember one day, there was heavy goose feather snow in the sky. After a while, the whole city turned into a sea of ??snow, a paradise of snow, and a world of snow. That day, my baby teeth hadn’t fallen out yet, but my permanent teeth had grown in. My mother insisted on taking me to have my baby teeth extracted. I didn’t want to go because I was afraid of the pain. I struggled with my mother for a long time, but my mother finally forced me to go. Walk to the hospital. Along the way, I didn’t talk to my mother and even hit her with snowballs. I thought to myself: Mom is so unkind, why did she have to let me come out to extract my teeth in such a cold weather? If you don't pull it out, it will fall off on its own. When I got to the hospital, the doctor gave me an anesthetic and pulled out the baby teeth. I didn't feel any pain at all. Later, I learned about my mother’s painstaking efforts. My mother said: "Only when the movable deciduous teeth are pulled out can the permanent teeth grow neatly. If the movable deciduous teeth are not pulled out, the new permanent teeth will grow crookedly, and the smile will not look good again!" Sure enough, this is true, because next to me The deciduous teeth in the middle row were all extracted, so the permanent teeth that came in were very neat, and I was free from restraint when I smiled, and I was very happy.

Follow-up answer:

My mother is 36 years old this year. She has long shawl hair with a few white hairs in the middle, a pair of gentle eyes, a tall nose, and a big nose. Eyes, in my opinion, my mother is very beautiful overall.

When I started in elementary school, my mother told me: "You must study hard from an early age, listen to the teacher when you go to school, and complete your homework carefully." The first thing my mother does after school every day is to ask me: "What did the teacher tell you today and what is your homework?" Although it is very nagging, I know that this is my mother's concern for me, so I take it seriously every time. answer. When I was doing my homework, whenever I encountered a problem, I would ask my mother, and my mother would say, "Go and think about it yourself first." Every time I got a question right, my mother asked me to remember this method and promised that I would not make any mistakes next time. 9. How to write about the last day of the carnival (I am writing this essay as a mother)

Mom, thank you, you led me to this colorful world.

Thank you for following me every minute and every second and caring for me carefully. Thank you for bringing me joy and laughter during my childhood and for thinking of me every moment. Thank you for everything you have done for me, allowing me to grow up healthily and happily. I still remember when I was in the first grade of elementary school. I felt a little uncomfortable. When I was getting ready to go to school, when my mother saw my red face, she touched my hot forehead with her hand and said hurriedly, "Let's take you to see a doctor." I didn't want to say it; It's probably okay, I'm going to school!" Before her mother could respond, she rushed downstairs. By the time my mother ran to the gate, she had already taken the bus to school. When I got to school, I felt so uncomfortable. My head was hot and heavy, my face was so hot, and I had no energy all over. When I was dazed, I saw a familiar figure in the distance, running hurriedly from the door of the class. That person appeared in front of me, mom, it was mom. I was very happy. My mother looked at me eagerly while explaining to the teacher. After a while, my mother came over, holding medicine and a cup of hot boiled water in her hand. I watched my mother pour water for me, and the sweat on my mother's head kept falling down like broken beads. My mother blew into the spoon one by one, and tears burst into my eyes like springs. When my mother saw it, she asked nervously: "Does it hurt somewhere?" I shook my head with tears in my eyes. At that time, I wanted to say to my mother: "Mom, thank you, I love you." But the words came to my lips. Swallowed again. I was very ignorant and made my mother worried. I am like a dry stream. You kept irrigating me and accumulated the water drop by drop to form a real stream.

Thank you, Mom, I am an inconspicuous star. Under your shining, I have to go through training and hard work to become the brightest one among countless stars. . Your love is a slowly flowing river, and I am a carefree and happy little fish in the river. Countless words of gratitude seem to pale in front of you. There are so many thanks that I can’t finish them all. You will always be my guide and always give me care and love. There are many parents in the world who are like this. They have always made silent contributions to their children.

Let us, as children, say in unison: "Thank you for your continued care, you will always be our root and pillar!"

Thanks to my parents, you have trained me. I will definitely study hard. , serve the motherland when you grow up, and repay your kindness in raising me!