My mother’s composition for the second grade of junior high school

In daily study, work or life, many people have the experience of writing compositions, and they are all familiar with compositions. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. I believe many friends are very troubled by writing essays. The following is my mother’s essay for the second grade of junior high school that I compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect it. My Mom Second Grade Composition 1

My favorite person is my mommy, because she is beautiful, kind and gentle.

My mommy... has a figure that is neither fat nor thin, a round head, short hair, and a pair of big round eyes under mommy’s curved eyebrows. Mommy’s The nose is small and straight, and it looks proud. Mommy's ears are white and rosy, with clear ears. The outer and inner rings are well-proportioned, like works of art carved by a carving knife. Mommy's thin lips reveal rows of teeth as white as snow when she smiles. Mi's hand. As warm as spring, as warm as Hawaii, as rich as autumn, and as pure as winter, Mommy’s hard-working hands cleaned our home and washed my and dad’s clothes as cleanly, Mommy The feet are long and thin, slightly small, and the snow-white toes are like tender lotus root buds.

My mommy’s job is to do ratings surveys. She would go to the countryside every Sunday to investigate and report the results to the company. She insisted on going to the countryside regardless of wind or rain, and never stopped. She was praised and rewarded by the company many times.

My mommy’s biggest advantage is that she respects her parents, respects the elderly and loves the young. My mommy is particularly filial to my grandparents. She often makes delicious food for them and buys them new clothes and other daily necessities. Never make them angry. Mommy is also very kind to Dad and me, and tries her best to improve our lives. Mommy is also very concerned about my studies and urges me to be a good boy who loves to learn and is moral every day.

I am proud to have a good mother. When you grow up, you must honor my hard-working and kind-hearted mother. My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 2

It was a winter. That morning, you got up very early. You made me a delicious breakfast and warmly woke me up.

After eating, you took out a thick and big cotton-padded jacket from my closet. You looked at me kindly and said with a smile: "My child, it's cold today. I'll have to wear it when I go to school later." Remember to put it on, I'm going to work!" I responded impatiently, but thought in my heart: I don't want to wear it. It's sunny outside and my classmates will laugh at me if I wear a cotton-padded jacket.

I picked up my schoolbag and went out. It was as warm as I thought.

But when school was over, the whole sky was gloomy, the howling cold wind caused the trees to sway, and it started to rain lightly. I regretted it very much and regretted not listening to my mother's words.

Arriving at the school gate, the cold wind was biting. However, I saw my mother and she came to pick me up.

When you saw me, you hurriedly took off your clothes and put them on for me. You said, "Silly boy, why aren't you wearing a coat? It's so cold!" At this time, I saw you There was only concern for me in his eyes, no blame.

You saw that my hands were red from the cold, so you took off your gloves and gave them to me. You hold my hand tightly.

On the way home, you drove your little electric car, and I sat in the back. Everything seemed to be touched by your love for me. The rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone on me. My body is like your warm love surrounding me.

When I was a child, my wish was to sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling window wearing plain clothes, a book in my hand, and a cup of fragrant tea. But now, I just want you to be healthy and happy forever by my side.

I really regret that I didn’t understand your love for me until now. My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 3

Father's love is like a mountain and mother's love is like a river. In everyone's heart, parents are great and selfless, and they are your closest relatives who can give everything for you. .

My mother is tall and dark-skinned. The villagers call her "Black Girl". Not only does she cook delicious food and is hard-working, but the most important thing is that her mother cares about me very much. She would snap at me harshly when I was hurt, but I knew she cared about me, so I didn't blame her.

I remember when I was in second grade, I suddenly had a fever in the middle of the night. My mother touched my forehead with her forehead, knowing that I had a fever. I vaguely saw my mother getting up quickly and getting dressed. Clothes, I called "Mom" with great difficulty, only to hear my mother say: "Tianhao, I'll buy you medicine, you wait." Because I was weak, I fell asleep again. Because it had just rained last night, the road was still very muddy, and my mother ran there in a hurry, wearing slippers. When her mother came back quickly, she saw a lot of mud on her body. She ignored the mud on her body and quickly poured a cup of hot water. , asked me to drink the antipyretic medicine, and I fell asleep.

The next morning I no longer had a fever. I asked my mother: "Did you drop the medicine you bought me? Does it hurt?" My mother replied: "I just wanted to buy you medicine." "It doesn't matter if it hurts or not!"

There is a saying among the students: "The hearts of parents in the world are pitiful." Every parent loves you, not just my mother, but also Your mothers are just not good at expressing themselves. Don’t mistakenly think that they don’t love you. Here, I use the tip of my pen to say to my mother: "Mom, you have worked hard, I love you." My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 4

I have a chirping mother, she is like a chirping mother every day A little bird, chirping non-stop. Sometimes I think my mother's chirping is very pleasant, like beautiful music. Sometimes I think my mother's chirping is very annoying, and I really want her to take a break and let me be quiet for a while.

In the morning, before dawn, my mother began to chirp: "Get up quickly, or you will be late." I just came home from school, and my mother began to chirp again: "The rice is on the table. Come on, after dinner, do Chinese, math, English, and then science, do you hear me? "Every time I hear this chirping, I feel like it's annoying. Not only that, she talks to herself every day and makes the same chirping sound, which makes my ears grow calluses.

My grandpa and grandma are from Shanghai. In order not to worry the elderly and miss us, my mother made a phone call every day to chat with them. As soon as my mother answered the phone, she There were countless words to say, and it looked like she was about to speak out her heart. Her father often reminded her: "You are making long-distance calls, which are very expensive. You have to pay for them." Every time her mother saw the "huge" on the phone bill, her mouth would open in an O shape, but she still got better. The scar has forgotten the pain, but I still call every day, which is extremely filial.

Once, my grandpa and grandma were sick, and my mother had to rush to Shanghai. The house was much deserted, and there was no more chirping. I was not used to it. As I grew up, I gradually learned that my mother was doing this for my own good.

Mom, your chirping sounds are sometimes endearing and sometimes annoying. No matter what, you are my favorite mother! My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 5

Hello, mother! I have always wanted to tell you something that is pressing on my heart. I have opened my mouth several times to say it, but as soon as I looked up and saw your sharp eyes, I swallowed back all my words. Today I finally have this opportunity to tell you. Open my heart.

Do you still remember that on May Day last year, I wanted to take advantage of this golden tourist season to visit the long-awaited Qiaotou River, so I begged you: "Mom, the water in Qiaotou River is clear, crabs are rampant, and reeds are everywhere. It’s not a big place, but it’s beautiful. I want to experience it and write a travelogue when I come back. Can you?” Just when I was happily thinking that you would be moved by the beautiful scenery I described, you immediately shocked me. I bought a basin of cold water and said, "There are a lot of vehicles on National Highway 108. Just stay at home and I will buy you something to eat." After that, you walked away, leaving me alone.

Last week, in order to complete the homework assigned by the teacher, I went to Jinshuigou to conduct an environmental survey, but you said sternly: "You can't go, you can't go, you don't know the road, and there are so many things to say. It's dangerous." "But Yuanyuan knows the way, I'll go with her." I couldn't help but protest loudly. But I know that it is in vain. Under your "coercion and inducement", my plan fell through again.

Mom, I know that you don’t let me go out because of your mother’s kind care for her daughter and fear that I will be hurt. But have you ever thought about it, the flowers grown in the greenhouse cannot withstand the wind, sun, rain and rain. I will eventually grow up. If I live under your wings, what can I do in the future? You can only rely on others for everything.

Mom, let go of the rope that holds me, let me fight like an eagle in the sky, withstand wind and rain like flowers and trees, and enjoy the infinite scenery of nature. Bar!

Let me go, mom! My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 6

My mother was born in Baixi Village, Hulu Town, Dongyang City in 1967. She is 50 years old this year.

My mother loves working very much. She had a difficult life when she was a child. My grandfather and grandmother taught my mother how to chop wood when she was 6 years old. My mother and her three sisters would herd cattle, herd sheep, and chop wood whenever they had free time. My mother is still as light as a swallow and very diligent. I think it must have been trained at that time.

In order to reduce the burden on the family, my mother started working right after graduating from junior high school and gave all the money she earned to my parents.

When my mother was 25 years old, she married my father with the help of my aunt.

It can be said that our family is supported by our mother. My grandmother's family was relatively well-off at that time, much wealthier than my father's family at that time. To put it another way, my mother was my father who got it from my grandparents. Since my parents got married, my mother always went to my grandparents to get money to build a new house for the family. But the money was still not enough, so my father borrowed some money from others to repair the house. Finally, the new house was built with the hard work of my parents.

My mother is a very good person. While she was making money to pay off her debts, she was taking care of her sister and me. Her life was tight. But my mother never complained. Instead, she often cooked delicious food for us during family reunions. Every year during the holidays, my mother would buy new clothes for our two siblings, but she was always reluctant to buy them herself.

Now, the debt for building a house has been paid off, and my sister has already worked to make money. The pressure on my mother has been reduced a lot, but my mother never spends money recklessly. She has always encouraged me to study hard so that I can support our family in the future.

I want to say to my mother, Mom, you have worked hard! My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 7

Mother's love is like a glass of pure water, without any impurities; it is always so clear; never turbid...

I remember that year, it was like goose feathers Heavy snow fell from the sky. "Mom, come quickly! The snow here is so white." Mom looked at me happily playing in the snow and just smiled at me lovingly. "Run slowly, don't fall." "Mom, when will dad come back? He has been on a business trip for several days." I pouted and said to my mother reluctantly. "It's almost here, I'll be back in a week." "Great, I'm going to make a big snowman for daddy!" Mom touched my head lovingly and said, "Stop playing, go inside, you'll catch a cold. "No, Mom." So I started playing with the snow again. I watched the snow falling in the sky, and then I picked it up and let it fall again...

Midnight , I developed a high fever. In a daze, I vaguely heard my mother's anxious voice, and felt light and airy. Without saying a word, my mother quickly carried me on her back and walked to the side of the road. Looking at my mother's thin figure, I couldn't help but feel sore in my eyes and shed a tear.

Today is already the sixth day of hospitalization. Seeing my mother growing white hair for me, and seeing the traces of time left by my mother worrying about me, my heart trembled suddenly.

This is my mother, a person who selflessly devotes herself to maternal love, a woman that I truly admire.

Time flies, and I still remember this incident vividly, and bits and pieces of the past are still in my heart.

I wish all mothers in the world good health and all the best! Mothers do not have to have a painting-like appearance, and maternal love does not need to be praised in poetic language. Mother is simple, maternal love is even more simple! My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 8

I want to praise my nagging mother.

My mother is an ordinary worker. She loves to nag me, for fear that I will not do well.

Every morning, my mother starts nagging me: "Get up quickly, brush your teeth and wash your face, eat breakfast, and don't be late for school." As soon as I hear her commanding tone, I immediately Get moving, get dressed, brush your teeth, wash your face, and eat breakfast, all with speed and discipline.

The morning chatter is not over yet. Before going to school, my mother told me: "Listen carefully in class, don't make small moves, speak more, and ask the teacher if you don't know how to do it." Day after day, just these two sentences every day, my ears are almost hearing cocoons. .

When I came back in the evening, my mother came over and nagged me again: "Hurry up and do your homework, don't be in a daze, raise your head higher, and your chest must be a fist away from the table. Write neatly and don't mess up." It's best not to make mistakes when painting. "

After finishing the homework, she started to remind: "After completing the homework, you should check to see if there is anything you haven't done, and correct it in time if you find any mistakes. "

There will be a last bit of nagging every day before going to bed at night: "Take a shower early, go to bed early, don't be obsessed with TV, and you have to get up early to go to school tomorrow. Don't sleep under the quilt, it is easy to catch a cold. " < /p>

After listening to my introduction, do you feel that my mother likes to nag? In fact, I am not afraid of my mother's nagging. Because I know that there is a lot of care buried in this nagging, and it also helped me develop good study and living habits.

I love my mother. My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 9

Standard oval face. A pair of bright eyes seemed to be looking for something. A tall and straight nose. Small and delicate lips. This is my mother, my dear mother.

I remember one time, I was criticized by my mother for coming home very late. I talked back to my mother and then rushed back to the room angrily. After a while, I heard my mother say outside the door: "Yizai, it was your mother who was wrong just now. She shouldn't have criticized you like this. Come out to eat quickly. Don't be hungry." After hearing what my mother said, I became even more arrogant. Said: "Humph, I can't get out, what can you do to me." Mom didn't say anything and left. After a while, I saw no movement, so I quietly opened a small gap in the room, and only heard a burst of mother's gentle crying coming from the living room. Maybe it was because I felt guilty about my mother, but the crying seemed to break my heart. So I tiptoed out to take a look. When my mother saw me, she stopped crying. He wiped away his tears and said to me with a smile: "Oh, you are out now. You must be hungry. Come on, come and eat."

"It was these few words that shocked my heart and made me realize my mistake. I said to my mother with a sob: "Mom, yes... I'm sorry. It was my fault just now. Don't be sad anymore. I will be good in the future. I want you to guarantee that I will listen to you. "After saying that, for some unknown reason, we, mother and son, started crying together.

Actually, I all know that my mother always covers me with quilt while I am asleep. . Every time I feel wronged, my mother is always the first to help me...

Mom, I love you, and if I can, I will be your daughter in the next life! My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 10

My mother is a housewife. She cares about me very much, and I love her very much. But sometimes, my mother "loves" me so much that I can't help but treat her. Make some complaints. Every time I go to the street with my mother, she always holds my hand tightly, for fear that I will slip out of her hand. She also says to me from time to time: "The road is not smooth, be careful of falling, be careful. "Car, don't let it hit you..." It was even more outrageous when riding in the car. Not only did she constantly remind me to hold on to the armrests, but she also said it very loudly, which made me very embarrassed. Mom, I am already a middle school student. I am no longer a child, so why do you still care for me like a baby?

Another time, I caught a cold and it got better after a day. When I woke up in the morning, my mouth felt dry. There was no water in the water bottle, so I went to boil water to drink. Unexpectedly, my mother quickly grabbed the kettle and said in a fuss: "You are just sick, how can you get out of bed casually?" Still going to boil water? "As he said that, he touched my forehead, asked me to lie down, and boiled water myself. He kept nagging: "What should I do if my condition worsens? What should I do if my condition worsens? "It seems like I have been seriously ill and have just recovered from a serious illness.

However, my mother often tells relatives and friends: "My daughter is very reckless. She always wants me to remind her and she doesn't know how to do housework. , it really gives me a headache. "After hearing this, I was filled with grievances: Mom, you didn't trust me to do housework. Why are you blaming me?

Mom, Mom, I really don't understand. Since you don't want me to "open my mouth when food comes and stretch out my hands when clothes come to me" and always live under your protection, then why do you always hold me in the palm of your hand and love me? You know, the flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand it? Damn it! Please believe me and give me a chance to prove that I have grown up and can take care of myself! My mother is a rural woman. She is very tall. She is short and fat. She always wears glasses. There are two deep pits on her nose caused by the sun. Her mother does farm work every day and is much more capable than other mothers. She is very strict with me. People in the village respect her. She works harder every day to make the family better, because I work harder. In the countryside, the school asked us to bring some materials to the school in the winter. My father was not at home to work, so there was no one to help me deliver them. "After that, I took Caihe to school. When I came back from school, I saw my mother lying on the bed. I quickly asked her what was wrong? She said, "It's okay, just a little tired." I didn't pay much attention at the time. Later, my mother kept complaining that my back hurt, and I suddenly remembered. It turned out that it was my mother who helped me deliver the materials and made me tired. It's too late!

Once I failed in the final exam, my mother put down all the farm work to help me review. She didn't sleep for many days because of this. She was afraid that my study would decline and my nutrition would suffer. I couldn't keep up and was too tired, so she boiled eggs and drank milk for me every day, which cost a lot of money. My mother never bought anything for herself. She always thought of us and gave us the best. She has never been afraid of spending money, and she is willing to spend money.

I am in middle school, about 16 miles away! My mother is afraid that I will be cold, so she lets me live in the dormitory every month. It costs 200 yuan. This 200 yuan costs my mother many days! My mother has given everything for us. I don’t know how to repay her now, but I know that I must be filial to her when I grow up. My mother’s composition for the second grade of junior high school 12.

When I was sick, who cried for me and worried about me in front of the hospital bed; when I was happy, who was secretly happy; when I was wronged, who comforted me ...I want to say thank you here! It’s to thank you for your upbringing. I also want to say, thank you for working hard for me.

You regard me as the apple of your eye and hold me in your hands, not daring to hold me too hard for fear of crushing; but not daring to hold me too loosely for fear of falling to the ground. In this way, I am healthy under your care. The growth of joy. When I fail, your "Failure is the mother of success" will be remembered in my ears. You usually educate me like you are constantly watering and fertilizing flowers, hoping that I will grow quickly. Your invisible "investment" in me means that although I can't be the best, I can be better. I must keep going, no matter how difficult and frustrating it is, until I see the end.

Mom, it is your love that lights me up, it is your love that calms the dust in my heart (sentence, excerpt), it is your love that makes me discover how beautiful the world is, and it is your education that makes me understand the importance of knowledge. . Although you are ordinary, your love is unique and cannot be given to me by others. Although I sometimes don't understand you, I will try my best to control myself.

Mom, you use your body to protect me from wind and rain. You use your broad mind to tolerate my willfulness. You lead me with your sunny heart... Finally, I want to say to you: "Mom, I love you." My mother's composition for the second grade of junior high school 13

My mother is a A kind mother, but she also has a shortcoming - she likes to nag, and sometimes loses her temper, so I have to swallow it!

My mother has two eyes like black gems, a high nose bridge and a Cherry-like small mouth, regular features, generous manners, beautiful and vague, always considerate of others!

My mother has many advantages, such as being better to others than herself, especially my mother who loves me so much ． But my mother's nagging sometimes makes me dizzy, even though she is doing it for her own good!

My mother's nagging is like Tang Monk reciting sutras, endless, she will catch one or two of my I kept nagging about the wrong things, and sometimes compared other people's strengths with my shortcomings, saying it was to motivate me, which made me tired. In fact, my mother is doing it for my own good. But if it goes on for a long time, my mind will not be clear and I will not be able to concentrate on my studies, because my mother’s nagging will be reflected back and forth in my mind. Although my mother sometimes annoys me, but for the sake of my future, maybe one day, if I can stop my mother's nagging, I may have done a perfect job by then. When I can stop my mother's nagging, If I hear it as a compliment, then I will be sublimated and improved, and I will have a realm and a fruitful status. I will gradually improve myself, gradually overcome myself, and try to stop my mother's nagging!

I love your mother, and I will fight for this goal. How about, my mother has personality!

Behind everyone there is a great body, that is mother. But I think my mother is my best mother. She always reminds me to be the most perfect. She is the sun in my heart, lighting up the way forward; she is the boat in my heart, carrying I went to a distant place... My mother, Grade 2 Composition 14

If you ask me: "Who do I like most?" I will say without hesitation: "Mom, you are my good mother!"

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My mother is neither tall nor short. She has shiny black hair and two big jewel-like eyes flashing under her thick black eyebrows, which makes her look very lively. The only fly in the ointment is that my mother is a little fat, but she doesn't care at all. She always says: "You can't just look at appearance, the most important thing is to see whether she can do anything!"

My mother is a hard-working and capable person! Her diligence is reflected in the fact that she always keeps her home clean and orderly, leaving no stains at all. My mother can also cook delicious food! For example: my favorite braised pork ribs, it is really delicious. If you smell it, your mouth will water and you will want to eat it again. My mother goes out several times a day, each time carrying several heavy bags of goods. Seeing my mother sweating all over her face, I thought about how hard it was for her!

My mother is not only capable, but she also cares about me!

I remember one time, I got sick. My mother was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She wanted to take me to see a doctor, but it was raining outside, so she had to put on her raincoat, ride an electric car, and drive to the hospital. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, but my mother persisted. Her clothes got wet and her hands were frozen, but she couldn't care about herself and covered me with a raincoat to prevent me from catching a little cold.

Maternal love is selfless, maternal love is great, and maternal love is noble. Let’s praise our mother together! Maybe I can't repay your kindness to me in this life. But I know deeply that we must study hard and make progress every day. This is our most sincere reward for you. My Mother Second Grade Composition 15

Mother, I will always be moved in my heart.

Alas! It’s another rainy day! Looking at the falling rain outside, my heart seems to be bitten by this thread, becoming more and more depressed and uncomfortable... Mother, at this time What are you doing? Are you wrapping your raincoat tightly? Or are you arranging the dishes with your frozen hands?... As my eyes gradually blurred with tears, the past scenes reappeared in front of me.

That year, I had just turned 9 years old and was still a naive little girl. Every day I see my mother go out early and come back late, I never ask her, I only care about whether there is something I like to eat when she comes back, but my mother never blames me.

One day, the weather was extremely cold. Because my father was worried about my mother, he heated up some vegetables and asked me to deliver them to the vegetable seller in the town. Facing the cold wind and drizzle, I rode The broken bicycle at home rode quickly towards the town.

Arrived, finally arrived, I put the bicycle away, but the scene in front of me made me sad and sad. The alma mater was wearing a broken hat on his head and a thin coat on his body. His hands, which were red and blue from the cold, were patiently holding hands in the cold wind and drizzle. Arranging the vegetables may be due to the long period of freezing, and my mother's hands are trembling slightly. Even so, whenever a customer comes, my mother can always greet her with a smile and entertain her warmly. If there are no customers, my mother's face will be so old and sad.

In the next few years, no matter what happens, as long as I think of my mother, my heart will be filled with warmth and touch. Mother, I will always be moved in my heart.