Mother

Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure! This is what I realized.

Every morning, my mother asked me to read English for 15 minutes. Previously, I was reluctant to read it. On several occasions, I went out without reading English. Later, I understood my mother's intention. I read English seriously every day and reviewed every unit. This 15-minute English allowed me to remember all the words in each unit. "Finished!" I answered easily. When you wanted to check your homework, I hung my head and didn't dare to look you in the eye. You seemed to see through my mind and said, "You can't eat until you finish it." I had to go back to my house to do my homework. It happened that there was a lot of homework that day. If you hadn't urged me, I would have written it very late. Mom,

At dinner, you brought out my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and watched me eat them with your own eyes. You are still young, so you should eat more, and I have eaten. "But what I saw was the picture of you eating green vegetables. Mom,

You are still very concerned about my safety. In recent years, I have been going home by myself. Once, there was a rainstorm, and I didn't bring an umbrella and there was no rickshaw on the road. I was so anxious that I stamped my feet. Suddenly, I saw a very familiar figure. Covered with a layer of crystal tears, you wet your clothes for me, and I cried with excitement. I still remember that you caught a cold that time. Mom,

the second day of October 1997 was your most painful day, and it was also my "wow" cry. When I came into this world, you gave birth to me with great pains. When I was learning Chinese, I was born. I'll never forget this.

A thousand words can't express my present mood, nor can I replace the whole twelve years of parenting. I'm here to thank you sincerely. 2. Please write a composition of not less than 4 words on the topic of thanking someone.

I'm most grateful to someone.

There is a person buried in my memory. She is always in my life and study. From these words I don't like to hear, I also know that he has given me endless love.

I have forgotten many things, but what I remember clearly is that

that year was my birth year. My whole family was very happy that day, especially me, because then I could receive many gifts from my relatives and friends. My grandmother was busy running around, my father was busy entertaining guests, and I was trying on a new dress. Suddenly, my mother received a phone call asking her to have a meeting. My mother said

that she would be right back. But my mother "stood me up" and I received gifts from many people, but I was very sad without my mother. At six o'clock in the morning, I smelled a fragrance in the kitchen and crept to the kitchen. When my mother heard my footsteps and turned around, I saw my mother's black eyes. I knew that she had not slept for another night. At this time, my eyes were red and I seemed to say "thank you" to you! I only feel tears in my eyes and blessings in my mother's heart. Composition

Thank you, Mom. I will definitely live up to your expectations. Today, I have grown up, but you still treat me as a child, and I won't blame you. Because I know that this is your love for me. 3. composition:-(someone), thank you for writing an essay on the topic

I remember that it was a summer afternoon, and it was very heavy, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming.

In the morning, Dashe has informed me that at 6: 3 in the evening, another colleague and I will go to Dashe for a mock exam on foreign exchange business. In the afternoon, the business volume of the branch was as varied as usual, and because the host accountant went to the meeting, there were only two tellers left, so everyone was too busy to turn around.

At about five o'clock, it's getting dark, the wind is blowing harder and harder, and the garbage on the road is flying all over the sky-a storm is coming. In a short time, the rain began to "bang bang ……", like smashing glass, it rained heavily; The wind is blowing harder and harder, and the trees on the roadside are bent.

It's stormy outside, and it's very busy inside the branch ... It's almost 5: 3, and the rain has weakened. Many customers have left after finishing their business. At 5: 35, the escort car arrived (because our branch is the first stop to pay the money), and the rain increased again, and the water on the road outside began to rise.

after the escort car left, we continued to do some follow-up work. Suddenly, with a bang, the lights in the whole branch went out, and only the host computer kept ringing "B-B-".

we were both fooled at once! "Power failure? ！” I won't! We'll check the main power switch immediately. But the main power switch is fine! Look at the shops across the street. There is electricity, too. How can this happen? We immediately called the power station to ask, it turned out that the wire on our side was interrupted by wind and rain, and now we immediately sent someone to repair it, but when it can be repaired is unknown.

oh ... we are trapped! Because the shutter outside can't be opened without electricity, the spare electric box is outside! It looks like it's almost six o'clock, and we have to take the exam in the big club! We had to call the nearby branch for help. However, the rain is too heavy. Several trees along the road have been blown down, and lightning and thunder continue, and colleagues in the nearby branch are helpless. The only way is to wait for the rain to weaken.

helpless, there is only one word "wait". Ten minutes passed, and the rain didn't abate at all. We couldn't see outside when it hit the glass ... Suddenly, a man wearing a yellow raincoat appeared at the door! ..... Oh, it turned out to be a colleague from a nearby branch! We immediately jumped up from the chair, as if a dawn suddenly appeared in the dark world! We are so excited! Hurriedly asked her to open the spare electric box outside.

the "Kuang-"shutter began to rise slowly. Ah ... We are finally "rescued"! We were cheering loudly ... and the colleague had put on her yellow raincoat again, then we hurriedly thanked her, but she just smiled and got on her bike and was ready to leave.

at this time, I noticed that her raincoat was close to her body and she was soaked through. Seeing her riding a bicycle and staggeringly disappearing into the wind and rain, suddenly her nose felt a little sour.

this is the friendship between colleagues, the spirit of helping and caring for each other. I think I will always remember that yellow raincoat. 4. Write a composition with the topic of "Thank you, who" with 4 words

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure ..." This song is ringing in my ear again.

Every time I think of this song, an amiable face comes to my mind. Her beautiful face is wrinkled and a few white hairs are added to her dark hair. But the concerned eyes made me feel warm and safe.

she is the mother. I remember that in the winter when I was six years old, I suffered from chicken pox. The doctor advised me never to scratch the chicken pox, otherwise it would leave a scar.

after listening to this, you stayed by my side day and night, for fear that I would scratch the chicken pox when you fell asleep. However, when I have chicken pox, my whole body itches, and people can't help but want to scratch it. Sometimes I cry and look at your anxious eyes, and I feel very wronged. You tried many ways, and finally scratched it for me with your long hair.

At that time, you wore a long ponytail. When I couldn't stand the itching, you brushed my long hair with your hands. Slowly, I fell asleep. Your hands stopped, but your eyes looked at my hands. Three days later, my chicken pox began to scab, and my itching could persist.

but your face is yellow and your eyes are bloodshot. After breakfast that day, I played with toys on the bed. When you finished cleaning up the housework, you fell asleep on the sofa.

I gently took a blanket and covered it on you. I prayed silently in my heart: May you have a good dream in your dreams.

ah! Mom, do you know that I feel heartache when I look at your more and more wrinkles and your increasing white hair? I want all the flowers in the world to bloom for you, and I want my song to accompany you to sleep. My heart loves you higher than the sky and deeper than the sea! It is she who gives us life, gives us meticulous care and gives us the greatest love in the world.

it's her, too, who taught us to talk, taught us to walk and brought us up. As children, why don't we repay them? Ah! Mom, I sincerely thank you. I will not live up to your expectations. I will repay you with excellent grades and my love. 5. Write a composition with the topic of "Thank you, who" with 4 words

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure ..." This song is ringing in my ear again. Whenever I think of this song, an amiable face will emerge in my mind. She has wrinkles on her beautiful face and a few white hairs added to her dark hair. But the concerned eyes made me feel warm and safe. She-is the mother.

I remember that in the winter when I was six years old, I suffered from chickenpox, and the doctor suggested

never scratch the chickenpox, otherwise it would leave a scar. After listening to this, you stayed by my side day and night for fear that I would scratch the chicken pox as soon as you fell asleep. However, when I have chicken pox, my whole body itches, and people can't help but want to scratch it.

Sometimes I cry and look at your anxious eyes, and I feel very wronged. You tried many ways, and finally you scratched it for me with your long hair. At that time, you wore a long ponytail. When I couldn't stand the itching, you

brushed my long hair with your hands. Slowly, I fell asleep. Your hands stopped, but your eyes looked at my hands. Three days later, my chicken pox began to scab, and my itching could persist. But your face is yellow and your eyes are bloodshot. After breakfast that day, I played with toys on the bed. When you finished cleaning up the housework, you fell asleep on the sofa. I gently took a blanket and covered it on you. I prayed silently in my heart: May you have a good dream in your dreamland.

ah! Mom, do you know that I feel heartache when I look at your more and more wrinkles and your increasing white hair? I want all the flowers in the world to bloom for you, and I want my song to accompany you to sleep. My heart loves you higher than the sky and deeper than the sea!

It is she who gives us life, meticulous care and the greatest love in the world. It is also her who taught us to talk, taught us to walk and brought us up. As children, why don't we repay them?

ah! Mom, I sincerely thank you. I will not live up to your expectations. I will repay you with excellent grades and my love. 6. Please write a composition on the topic of "Thank Who"

I have two articles of different types here, and you can have a look. If you like, come and communicate with my collection of Space Red Library. Thank you! ! The first article thanked my parents for helping me when I was a toddler. When my life is bumpy.

It was my parents who helped me through the rough times. When I was under great pressure to study, my parents brought me a cup of hot tea. When I was bullied, it was my parents who felt aggrieved for me ... Parents paid so much for us, shouldn't we learn to be grateful? I remember once, I was late for school, and I said to my mother, "Mom, why didn't you wake me up earlier?" I should be late! " I complained. "Well, hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs."

mom said, while walking out the door. I brushed my teeth slowly, scraped a few mouthfuls of rice at random, got dressed and hurried downstairs.

mom is already waiting downstairs. The north wind is blowing, and I am shivering with cold.

Mom took off his big coat and put it on me. I kept saying, "If you wake me up so late, you will be late, and you will be late for criticism!" Mom drives faster.

The cold wind whizzed past my ear, which hurt my ears. I was really late.

When I got home, my father said to me, "Your mother caught a cold because she wore too little in the morning. She is resting. Don't disturb her." Tears fell like pearls with broken lines.

all this is because of me and love! I ran to my mother's bedside and said "Mom, I'm sorry" guiltily. It was that experience that made me understand the love of my parents.

I learned to care more and complain less. More gratitude, less disgust! Don't forget to say thank you. I once read a story about a pair of fashionable men and women who drove a luxurious car to the countryside and had a little trouble halfway. The man wanted to get off and repair it, but the woman said angrily, "Do you still need to do this little thing yourself?" Then he took out a hundred dollars from his bag and said to the people who passed by, "Whoever repairs the car will have the money."

After a while, a little boy came over and repaired the car in a short time. The man was about to give the little boy 1 yuan, and the woman said angrily, "Do you really give this one?" Then he took out a ten-yuan bill from his bag. The little boy didn't want it, and the woman took out a ten-yuan bill from his bag. The little boy shook his head. The woman thought that the little boy was too short of money and asked angrily, "How much do you want?" The little boy shook his head again and said, "I don't want money." The man asked curiously, "Then why don't you go?" The little boy said, "The teacher said that if others helped you, you should say thank you. I'll wait for you to say thank you!" There is another story: when a railway worker was repairing a railway, a train came behind and didn't notice the warning sign in front of him, "The road ahead is broken, you can't go forward". At this time, the railway worker could have ignored it, but in order to save people, the railway worker desperately changed the railway lane to another railway, and a train of people was saved! But the railway worker lost a leg. Afterwards, a reporter went to interview the worker, but I didn't expect the great man to cry. The reporter began to think that he was in too much pain, so he cried. But the worker's words shocked the reporter: "I cried not because of my physical pain, but because of my heartache. I don't expect the people I saved to pay for my medical expenses. I just want to see them and listen to them say' thank you!' But no one has come to see me until now.

These two stories, the former is more prosaic and the latter is more sad, but the moral is the same: money may be very important, but a "thank you" is sometimes much heavier than money! Maybe you will say, "This is just an example!" "This is just a story!" Then let me tell a story that I personally experienced! Once several classmates and I just walked to the door of the classroom, and the door was blown shut by the wind.