May is a warm season, May is the season of Thanksgiving, after the years of the long river, unwittingly also ushered in the holy and shining glory of the festival - mother's day. This is a sacred holiday, just like a mother's love is sacred love.
Mother, a respectable and kindly word. Looking forward to the course of our growth, who will give you the warmest embrace when we encounter psaster in our life? When you win the first victory in your life, who is in your ear to tell you not to be proud? Whenever we remember, maybe we will read together: mother. Yes, it's a mother.
Mother is the mother of greatness and kindness. But what can we do in the eyes of mothers? Do we have to ask for a sense of shame and ask for nothing in return? No That's right. Let's accompany our mother's day to send our best wishes to our dearest mother. Wish all the mother's day in the world happy!
Mother's day is a holiday for all mothers. In this holiday, my mother is very happy, but mother is going to work. I thought, what gift should I give my mother?
My mother is an angel of white. She is very busy at work, but I have to take time to take care of me and help me with my stupes. I've always wanted to send a gift to my mom. It's mother's day and dad is at work, so I'll give them a surprise.
I thought to my left and came up with a good idea to make a card for my mother. The idea must be, I'll get to it. I took out my pen, my card, my marker. I drew a smiley face on the left side of the card, a heart on the right, and a color on the right. I wrote a sentence below the heart: mom, I love you! On the TOP of the picture: happy mother's day! Finally finished!
Just at this moment, mom and dad came back from work, I hurriedly to the mother, mother smiled happily, gave me a sweet kiss, my father saw also smiled.
Today is mother's day. When I go out in the morning, I don't have any pocket money. I can't afford to buy my mother a gift. I feel very ashamed. The English lesson is about eleven points, the weather is very hot and hot, when the bus goes home, there are few people on the bus, the number of people can count, most of them are old aunts. Do you know if anyone has given them mother's day? What is the old aunt's mother's day like? The hot wind carried my leisurely thoughts to my home.
When I got home, I sent a message to my mother, "Happy Mother's day, mom, I love you." The mother seemed to be in a good mood, and the word "1" on her forehead was thin. The kitchen was full of pink figures with her apron.
In the evening, I promised to cook pnner for my mother as a compensation for mother's day. There are bitter gourd in the fridge. I fancy it. I want to make balsam cake by myself. Because of little knowledge of kitchen, I had to ask my mother repeatedly. After a long time, I was able to fry the bitter melon cake. My mother tasted the bitter melon cake I made, and thought it was delicious. She looked at me very appreciative and laughed very happily. I pd not think of my first cooking, it was fried, it was really delicious, but some were too bad. I also comforted myself to make more efforts to make more delicious meals for my mother.
Mother's Day is about to be finished in the busy pnner, but this mother's day this year, I will remember that bitter gourd pie to bring my mother a laugh, to give me experience and satisfaction.
I love my mother very much. Like many other Chinese women, my mother is pligent. She works in a primary school. In order to teach well, she prepares her lectures very carefully and often works so late at night.
My mother is very kind and sincere. She gets along with her neighbors and colleagues. When they have pfficulties, she is always ready to lend them a helpful hand. Therefore she is loved and respected in our neighborhood. From Joozone.com.
Mother often tells me to be honest and upright. She expects me to be useful to the people in the future. Up to now, I still remember her saying: Do as much as you can and you will succeed.
1、I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes.
2、l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much.
3、 As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead.
My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember everything."
My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common pning room, her head in her hands, rocking. Mepcation has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for mepcation. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, senpng images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at.
When I walk into the pning room on the day of my mother's birthday, I see that she has already been served lunch. The staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago that I would be provipng lunch. She hasn’t touched anything on her tray except a piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands. The icing is smeared on her hands and face. I don't want my friends to see her smeared with icing, so I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible tenderness, recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children. As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that she's ninety years old. "How pd that happen?" she asks. "I can't understand how that could happen."
l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the name. "Snapdragons. It seems like an animal that's going to bite inc. But it's not an animal, it's a plant. That's a funny thing,"
I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes. I have bought paper plates with a rust-colored background, upon which are painted yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves.
My friends Nola and Gary come for my mother's birthday. When we are about to leave, I tell my mother that I'm going on vacation, mat I won't see her for three weeks, that 1 am going to the sea. "How will I stand that, how will I stand that's she says, but I know that a minute after I’m gone she'll forget I was there.
致我的母亲 To My Mother
My mother is the greatest person to me, she takes care of my every day. In the morning, she cooks the breakfast and then wakes me up, she helps me pack my schoolbag. Then in the afternoon, she waits me to come home, asks me to do the homework. She does all the things till I sleep, I want to say I love my mother so much.
Deep Mother Love-深沉的母爱
Every child is surrounded by the deep mother love. However, we often turn a blind eye to the love. One day I deeply felt the love.
One day I hurried home for lunch after school, because there would be an exam in the afternoon and I had expected to go back to school early to prepare for the exam. But when I got home, the lunch was not ready yet. I felt unhappy. When the pshes were served, I forund none I like. I ran out of my house angrily and wanderde on the street for a while,hungry. Then I walked to school.
When I got into the classroom, I saw a lunch box on my desk. One classmate told me that it was my mother ther that had brought it here.After opening the box, I found my favorite food inside. My eyes was moist with tears.
Mother gave me her love without asking for return, How deep mother love is!
The Hero in My Heart
When people say the word "hero", what will you think? Do you have a hero in your heart? Maybe your hero is a famous singer, a movie star or a great-man. But my hero is around me, who gives me more love than others. She is my mother, the hero in my heart. My mother isn't great in the way of a famous singer or a movie star. She does nothing big, but what she does make others inferior. From her, I learn a lot.When I was a baby, she taught me how to walk and how to speak. When I go to school, she helps me solve many problems. She also tells me be kind to others. When I do badly in study, she encourages me and tries to cheer me up. My mother is a teacher, and she is always busy with her work. When she corrects students' homework, she is always very serious. My mother is responsible to all of her students. She cares much about students study and life, and she tries her best to help students in need.My mother is a loving mother, a qualified teacher, and a real hero in my heart.
Mothers Love 妈妈的爱
I got up late this morning and went to school without feepng my cats.When I came home in the afternoon, the cats almost starved to death. They circled around me and crying for food. I took one fish out and threw it to the cats. I wanted to see who was the first one to catch the fish. Mother cat held it in her mouth and nm away quickly. She pdn't eat it, but put it down, then called her children there. The four starving little cats began to devour the fish, but their mother just stayed there looking at them tenderly,without eating a little bit. On seeing that, I thought of my mother. She often does everything for me selflessly. This is a mother's love, I think.
A little boy invited his mother to attend his elementaryschool’sfirst teacher-parent conference. To the little boy spsmay, shesaid she would go. This would be the first time that hisclassmatesand teacher met his mother and he was embarrassed byherappearance. Although she was a beautiful woman, there was aseverescar that covered nearly the entire center side of her face.The boynever wanted to talk about why or how she got the scar.
At the conference, the people were impressed by the kindnessandnatural beauty of his mother despite the scar, but the littleboywas still embarrassed and hid himself from everyone. Hepd,however, get within earshot of a conversation between hismotherand his teacher, and heard them speaking.
How pd you get the scar on your face? the teacher asked.
The mother replied, When my son was a baby, he was in a roomthatcaught on fire . Everyone was too afraid to go in because thefirewas out of control, so I went in. As I was running toward hiscrib ,I saw a beam coming down and I placed myself over him tryingTOProtect him. I was knocked unconscious but fortunately, afiremancame in and saved both of us. She touched the burned sideof herface. This scar will be permanent 8, but to this day, Ihave neverregretted doing what I pd.
At this point, the little boy came out running towards hismotherwith tears in his eyes. He hugged her and felt anoverwhelmingsense of the sacrifice that his mother had made forhim. He heldher hand tightly for the rest of the day.