我的`母亲
My mother is a village woman， who is already in her fifties. She had very little school education， but she knows that knowledge is of great importance to young people. She often asks me how I get along with my studies and encourages me to study hard.
My mother takes good care of me and does everything she can for me， so that I can spend more time on my study.
Once she was badly ill and had stayed in bed for several days. When I got home to see her at night， I found the light was still on and mother was sitting in bed， making new clothes for me ! I was so dee* moved that tears came to my eyes.
Such is my mother， a kind and hard-working woman. I’ll respect and love her forever.
【翻译】
我的母亲是一个农村妇女，已经是50多岁了。她只有很少的学校教育，但她知道，知识是非常重要的。她经常问我，我的学业怎么样，并鼓励我努力学*。
我母亲细心照顾我生活中的一切，这样我就可以花更多的时间在我的学*上。
现在她病得厉害，并在床上躺了好几天。当我回到家看到她在晚上，我发现灯还亮着，母亲正坐在床上，做新衣服给我!我被深深地感动了，眼泪涌上我的眼睛。
这就是我的母亲，一个善良，勤劳的女人。我会尊重和爱她到永远。
My mother is a gentleness,the beautiful woman.She has long hair,a pair of big eyes.She looks tall and thin.Although she is old,but very fashionable dress.Her mind special open.I really love her.
My mother is 35 years old. She has long black hair and big eyes. She takes me to school every day.
In the evening, she help me with my homework.
If I’m hungry, she will cook my favourite meals. She’s always trying to encourage me to try something new.
I think my mother is the best person in this world. She is always be there for me when I need her.
I love her so much. She is my hero.
When I sat at the desk, trying to write the essay, I found it hard to set pen to paper. Staring at the topic I deliberately chose for myself my mother, I felt the memory of 20 years with my mother suddenly turned into a haze, blurring my eyes to discern the past, with nothing towering, nothing flaring, nothing impressive or special enough as a landmark. The haze gradually cleared away, revealing the image of an amicable woman. I recalled a line from the famous movie Sleepless in Seattle. The radio column hostess asked Sam, Whats so special about your wife? He answered, Thats millions of small things. Right,trivial and commonplace, like obscure beans, yet woven into the most spectacular necklace by the power of love. My mother is ordinary, but in my eyes she is special.
My mother gave birth to me with exceptionally difficult labor. Father received an emergency notice and was faced with a choice between the * and the infant. Of course,the *. So my coming into this world was an unexpected fortune at the price of Mothers painful insistence. Thus my 20 years began like this my mother exerted every effort to give me love, but I returned her with a deep scar that was to stay with her all through my growth.
My mother is a senior high school English teacher. Under standably, she wanted her daughter to pick up English early to give her an edge to later study, which I did not understand at the age of eight. I was so obsessed with fun and games that I hated to stay peacefully with all those strange phonetic symbols and odd words. I wondered what pleasure Mother seemed to have found in teaching me A,B, C. Wasnt teaching at school tire some enough for her? I went on strike, refusing to spell a single word no matter how tender or severe Mother tried to be with me. For the first time in my life, Mother beat me, imprinting on my mind. The physical pain was gone long, long ago. But I have finally come to understand how it pained my mother to beat me for my obstinacy and disobedience, and I ache at her pain.
I love my mother.Her name is Miss Xiao. She is 37 years old.She has black hair and two big eyes. She is a very beautiful woman.
My mother works in a hotel. She is a manager. She likes fish and vegetables, but she doesn't like meat and chicken.
My mother can cook, sing and read. Her cooking and singing are both very good.
She works very late everyday.
She is very busy. But she can help me study everyday. This is my mother.I like her very much!
My mother is a beautiful woman.
And she is very nice. She is very tall.And she has brown hair. She's a worker. She is very hard. My mother like fruits. She bought lots of delicious food and stationery.
She was very concerned about my study. I love my mother! How about you?
——我的母亲英语作文9篇
I came back to school after the summer vacation. As soon as I settled down, I made a phone call to my mother. When I talked to her, I could not hold back my tears. “After all,” I said, “You’re my mother.”
During the vacation, mother and I had a quarrel. After that we were unwilling to talk with each other. She thought I was her sweet daughter and I believed that she did not respect me. Then after few days, I left home. My mother gave me a full package of home-make food and she said to me, “I cook this morning, take this then you can have it on the train.” However, I refuse to take it. I just turned away and slam the door without saying goodbye to my mother. I was still angry about her. “You’re still my good girl.” My mother said in a low voice chocked with sob.
On the train I could not eat anything, I felt terrible. How I wish I had said sorry to my mother before I left. Now all I want to say is, will you forgive me, my dear mother?
翻译：
暑假结束后，我回到了学校。我一稳定下来，我就立刻打电话给我的母亲。当我和她说话时，眼睛止不住流了下来。我对她说，“毕竟，你是我的母亲。”
在假期的时候，我和妈妈吵了一架。从那以后我们都不愿意和对方说话了。她认为我不再是那个甜美可爱的女孩了。几天后，我就离开了家。走之前，妈妈给了我一大包自己做的`食品，她对我说：“我今早煮的，你拿着在火车上吃吧。”然后，我拒绝了妈妈的一片好心。然后我转过身狠狠的摔上门走了。也没有对她说再见。我还在生她的气。“你依旧是我的好女儿。”她用低沉的声音抽泣着说。
在火车上我吃不下任何东西，我感觉很内疚。我真希望在离家之前对我妈妈说声抱歉啊。现在我只想说：我最亲爱的母亲，你愿意原谅我么？
My mother is a teacher of primary school. She teaches in countryside, and there are only several teachers in her school. Therefore, except for math, she also teaches Chinese and music. My mother is a good teacher and she is popular among her students. She cares every student in her class, both in study and life. Her class seems to be relaxed and lively, but students can learn a lot from her. To some extend, she is strict to her students. When they make mistakes in study, she would point it out directly and tells the student correct it by himself or herself firstly.
If they can't, my mother helps them at last. Besides the study, my mother is a good teacher in life. She focuses on healthy growth of her students. So she always cares about their life. No matter what happens to them, she is ready to listen and help.
Mother's Day is a celebration honoring mothers and celebrating motherhood,maternal bonds and the influence of mothers in society.It's a day to showthanks to mothers.
This festival first appeared in ancient Greece and modernMother's Day originated in the United States which usually falls on the secondSunday of May each year.Mothers usually receive gifts on this day andcarnation is regarded as the flower for mother.
In China, the flower formother is day lily,also known as Nepenthe(忘忧草).In addition, cleaning upthe room, doing housework and a big dinner are considered to be the bestMother's Day gifts.
Mother's Day is a celebration honoring mothers and celebrating motherhood,maternal bonds and the influence of mothers in society.It's a day to showthanks to mothers.This festival first appeared in ancient Greece and modernMother's Day originated in the United States which usually falls on the secondSunday of May each year.
Mothers usually receive gifts on this day andcarnation is regarded as the flower for mother.In China, the flower formother is day lily,also known as Nepenthe(忘忧草).In addition, cleaning upthe room, doing housework and a big dinner are considered to be the bestMother's Day gifts.
My mother is an ordinary teacher.She always puts her students before everything.
She is nothing different from other people at the first sight.But later you will find that she is so responsible.
In my mind, she is very great.On weekends, she always prepare the class at home.
Sometimes she even ask the students to come to our house for remediation for free.
All her students like her.Sometimes I almost envy her students.Luckily, my mother also very care about me.
She puts all her time on our family and her students, leaving nothing for herself.She is so great, and I proud of her; and I love her.
When I sat at the desk, trying to write the essay, I found it hard to set pen to paper. Staring at the topic I deliberately chose for myself "my mother", I felt the memory of 20 years with my mother suddenly turned into a haze, blurring my eyes to discern the past, with nothing towering, nothing flaring, nothing impressive or special enough as a landmark.
The haze gradually cleared away, revealing the image of an amicable woman. I recalled a line from the famous movie "Sleepless in Seattle". The radio column hostess asked Sam, "Whats so special about your wife?" He answered, "Thats millions of small things." Right,trivial and commonplace, like obscure beans, yet woven into the most spectacular necklace by the power of love.
My mother is ordinary, but in my eyes she is special.
My mother is a great woman in the world, since I grown up I have thought it.
My mother’s name is Zen Yan fang, but her best friends often call her sister Zen. She is 42-years-old now, but I do feel that she is always a young woman. And she has a very long hair that she likes to keep changing shape. My dad don’t like that she often changes her hair, but I know it’s the way my mom want to hide her changing age.
To tell you the truth, I even don’t know what things my mother really like to do. In my memory, she is good at lots of things. To keep this family, she worked as a mechanical worker, as a salesperson of insurance. And these years she is the boss of herself. I appreciate that I have such a diligent and brave mother. I knew that she is very hard, but she never tell it to us.
我的母亲是一个伟大的女人在世界上,因为我我认为长大的。
我妈妈的名字是禅方严,但她的最好的朋友经常叫她妹妹禅。她今年42岁了,但我觉得她永远是一个年轻的女人。和她有很长的头发,她喜欢不断改变形状。我爸爸不喜欢,她经常改变她的头发,但我知道这是我妈妈想掩饰她的年龄变化。
实话告诉你,我甚至不知道我母亲真正想做的事情。在我的记忆中,她擅长很多事情。维持这个家庭,她做过机械工人、销售人员的保险。和这些年来她是自己的老板。我很欣赏,我有这样一个勤奋、勇敢的母亲。我知道她是非常困难的,但她从来没有告诉我们。
When I sat at the desk, trying to write the essay, I found it hard to set pen to paper. Staring at the topic I deliberately chose for myself "my mother", I felt the memory of 20 years with my mother suddenly turned into a haze, blurring my eyes to discern the past, with nothing towering, nothing flaring, nothing impressive or special enough as a landmark. The haze gradually cleared away, revealing the image of an amicable woman. I recalled a line from the famous movie "Sleepless in Seattle". The radio column hostess asked Sam, "Whats so special about your wife?" He answered, "Thats millions of small things." Right,trivial and commonplace, like obscure beans, yet woven into the most spectacular necklace by the power of love. My mother is ordinary, but in my eyes she is special.
My mother gave birth to me with exceptionally difficult labor. Father received an emergency notice and was faced with a choice between the * and the infant. Of course,the *. So my coming into this world was an unexpected fortune at the price of Mothers painful insistence. Thus my 20 years began like this my mother exerted every effort to give me love, but I returned her with a deep scar that was to stay with her all through my growth.
My mother is a senior high school English teacher. Under standably, she wanted her daughter to pick up English early to give her an edge to later study, which I did not understand at the age of eight. I was so obsessed with fun and games that I hated to stay peacefully with all those strange phonetic symbols and odd words. I wondered what pleasure Mother seemed to have found in teaching me A,B, C. Wasnt teaching at school tire some enough for her? I went on strike, refusing to spell a single word no matter how tender or severe Mother tried to be with me. For the first time in my life, Mother beat me, imprinting on my mind. The physical pain was gone long, long ago. But I have finally come to understand how it pained my mother to beat me for my obstinacy and disobedience, and I ache at her pain.
Mother never gave up evoking in me an interest in knowledge. She placed the most emphasis on my education and took the most pleasure in my gradual formation of self-discipline in preparing myself for future development. Thanks to her effort and influence, I have been doing well, not only in English, but also in my positive attitudes and conviction towards life.
Now I am so grateful to my mother for everything she has taught me, but at that time it was far beyond my comprehension. As a little girl, I thought of my mother as meticulous and my father as a best playmate. I still remember I wrote in my elementary school a composition dedicated to my father about how he cared for me. Naturally Mother felt she was ignored, so I wrote another one for Mother, intending to tell her she was so good a teacher that she sometimes had only students on mind and neglected her daughter. Unexpectedly, Mother was gloomed and her eyes went wet. I am so sorry now for that affected composition. I am Mothers daughter, and I am Mothers student. I could never be neglected by Mother, because I am the forever scar on her body, the forever pain on her mind, yet the forever bliss in her life.
I did not write much in the past about Mothers love for me. Today, this essay is for her, and for her only. I wish to let her know my regret and gratitude. I wish she could hear, "I love you, Mother."
My mother is an ordinary teacher. She always puts her students before everything. She is nothing different from other people at the first sight. But later you will find that she is so responsible. In my mind, she is very great. On weekends, she always prepare the class at home. Sometimes she even ask the students to e to our house for remediation for free. All her students like her. Sometimes I almost envy her students. Luckily, my mother also very care about me. she puts all her time on our family and her students, leaving nothing for herself. She is so great, and I proud of her; and I love her.
——介绍我的母亲英语作文带翻译3篇
今天是母亲节，我给妈妈准备了一个特大的惊喜。妈妈辛辛苦苦把我抚养长大，我要感谢她。妈妈回到家，我先让妈妈坐下，然后拿出盆子接上了温水，我帮妈妈脱下鞋子，给妈妈洗脚，泡了一会又帮妈妈按摩脚。妈妈的眼睛都
Today is mothers day. I have a big surprise for my mother. I want to thank my mother for raising me. When my mother came home, I asked her to sit down first, then took out the basin and put on warm water. I helped her take off her shoes, washed her feet, soaked them for a while and massaged her feet. Moms eyes
Mother's Day is a happy and unforgettable holiday. How I long for it to come!
In order to make me grow up well, every weekend and summer vacation was running for my cram class, even today, I was still working for my study and life. As a result, the feet were all blister and even a thick cocoon.
Today, mother's Day is coming. I decided to do something for my mother - I need to wash my feet for my mother, wash my mother's fatigue and wash away the dust from my mother's feet. First, I want to buy some carnations, and then cook a pot of water, until the water is boiled, smoke, and then pour it into the pot, then, put the petals in the pot, and let the water ripple the fragrance of carnations.
All right, everything is ready now. I called my mother and let her put her feet into the rich and fragrant pot. I washed my feet with my own hands, and my hands would wash my mother's tiredness all day. No! It was so hard for years! I felt my mother growing the bottom of the cocoon. My heart was very uncomfortable. My mother loved my head. She was happy and said, "my son grows up, understands, mother is very relieved." And I told mom that I had to study hard and learn to do housework as well as help my mother share the burden of the family.
Mother's day today, I and my mother have been very happy, mother's Day is built, it is the best festival in the world, it let the world mother have a day to accept blessing and return, even if only a word, even if only tiny things, but also let the mothers really warm!
母亲节是一个快乐难忘的节日，我是多么盼望它的到来啊!
妈妈为了让我好好地成长，每到周末和寒暑假都为我报补*班东奔西跑，甚至今天仍然是为我的学*生活而操劳，结果那双脚都起了好几个水泡甚至都磨起了厚厚的茧子。。。
今天，母亲节到了。我决定为妈妈做一件事----我要为母亲洗脚，洗去妈妈的疲劳、洗去妈妈脚上的尘埃。首先，我要买一些康乃馨，再去煮一锅水，等到水烧开了，冒烟了，再把它倒进盆子，然后，把花瓣放进盆子里，让水中荡漾着康乃馨的香味。。。
好了，现在可是万事俱备，只欠东风了。我把妈妈叫过来，让她把脚放进这飘散着浓郁香味的盆子里，我亲手给妈妈洗脚，我的手，将会洗去妈妈一整天的疲倦。不!是这么多年以来的辛苦!我摸着妈妈长了茧子的脚底，心里很难受，妈妈则疼爱的抚摸着我的头，她很开心，一直说：”我儿子长大了，懂事了，妈妈很欣慰。”而我告诉妈妈我要好好学*的同时也要多学做家务事，帮妈妈分担一下家庭的重担。
今天的母亲节我和妈妈过得都很愉快，母亲节是谁建立的呀，真是世上最好的节日了，它让天下母亲有接受祝福和回报的一天，哪怕只是支言片语，哪怕只是微小之事，也会让母亲们真的暖了心!
The long road, through countless spring, summer, autumn, winter, through countless life ups and downs。 Ushered in the "mother's Day" of XX。 On that day, I looked at my mother with love, she had two white hair on her head, and I hated time, because it was a million times to take her light。
That day, my mother went to work。 I was alone at home, looking at the blue sky, what seemed to be remembered, oh! By the way, mother's day should give a gift of love to my dear mother。 Mother gave birth to my baby in pain。 It was mother raised me and educated me。 I fell into thought from time to time。 Do I send a crystal ball to my mother? No No, my mother often teaches me that what I have done is better than anything。 Then I send a letter written by myself。 OK, that's all。
In my letter, I wrote, "I love you!" Mom！ It is the truth that you teach me to be a human being, you make me exercise my independence from an early age。 So, I became a little girl in front of difficulties, not proud in front of success。 Every time someone else bullied me, you said, "child, don't be afraid!" It is impossible for us to have no trouble in life。 It is impossible for a person's life to be smooth sailing and safe。 "You are in my eyes a broad heart and everything can be allowed。 It is really bigger than the sea and taller than the sky。"
I only wrote these, you may feel very little, but for me, Thanksgiving does not need much, the important thing is a sincere heart。 An infinite love!
漫长的路，走过无数个春。夏。秋。冬，走过无数的生命的坎坷。迎来了xx年的"母亲节"。那天，我深情的望了望我的母亲，她的头上也有了一两根白发，我恨时光，因为是无数的时光夺走了她的年轻
这天，母亲上班去了。我独自一人在家，望着蓝蓝的天空，似乎想起了什么，哦！对了，母亲节应该为亲爱的妈妈送上一份爱的礼物，母亲在痛苦中生下了我这个娃娃，是母亲养了我，教育了我。我不时又陷入沉思。我给妈妈送一个水晶球？不！不行，母亲常常教育我：自己做的东西，比什么都好。那我送自己写的一封信，好的，就这样了。
我做好的信封，我在信中写到：我爱您！妈妈！是您教我做人的道理，是您让我从小就锻炼自己的独立性。因此，我成了一个在困难面前不灰心，在成功面前不骄傲的小女孩。每次别人欺负我，您就说："孩子，别怕！生命上不出点乱子是不可能的，人的一生不可能都一帆风顺，*安无事。"您在我眼中是一个胸心广阔，啥事情都能容下去，真是心胸比海还大，比天还高。
我只写了这些，你们可能会觉得很少，但是对我来说感恩不需要多，重要的是真诚的一颗心。一份无限的爱！
——我心中的母亲作文6篇
母亲的关爱是杯甜水，却比糖水淡，母亲的刮来似黄莲，却比黄莲添，母亲的关爱是淡水，却比淡水更有味道，我中的母亲是一杯茶。
小时候的母亲是一杯甜茶，每天让我尝到甜的滋味。那多少个早晨是你轻轻叫醒我，那是多少个早上你喂我吃饭，那是多少个上午你送我去幼儿园，那是多少个中午你接我回来，那又是多少个晚上你哄我睡觉，那还是多少个风雨你送我上幼儿园。这让我觉得母亲是一杯茶，是一杯甜茶，甜透了我的心，也甜满了我的心。
上小学的时候妈妈是一杯淡茶，每天我尝到的几乎是*淡的味道。以前的早上是你轻轻叫醒我，现在却是要“逼”我上学。以前是你喂我吃饭给我吃，现在却成了自己吃自己的了。以前是你小心送我上学，现在却成了是我自己独立去上学。以前是多少个放学你等在门口接我，现在却成了自己单独回家。以前多少个风雨你淋湿自己来温暖我，现在却成了在打的风雨也要我独立去闯。这让我觉得母爱是一杯茶是杯淡茶，好淡，像杯泡走了甜的茶。
现在上初中时的母亲是一杯又浓有苦的茶，每天我都尝到的几乎是浓苦的味道。每天都为我的作业而烦恼，现在是多少个夜晚里陪伴在我身边直到深夜，现在又是多少个深夜因我做不出题目而受骂，现在又是多少个清晨急忙把我叫醒，现在又是多少个白天你为了工作忘了我的早餐，现在又是多少个风雨见不到你的身影。现在母亲是杯茶是一杯茶，是一杯又浓又苦的茶，苦透了我的心，也苦满了我的心，还苦的让我不会品尝。
母爱是一杯茶，小时候认为它是一杯甜茶却越喝越淡，大了一些以后认为母亲是一杯淡茶却越喝越苦越喝越浓，长大了认为母爱是杯又浓又苦的茶却不懂品尝。
时间的情千万种，只有爱最崇高，世间的爱千万种，惟有父母之爱最无私。世间的长河可以带走一切，但带不走父母的爱。它已深入我们的骨髓，融入我们的血液。这爱留在我的心中，时刻温暖我们的生命历程。
每个同学都有妈妈。放学后，我看到有的妈妈烫着**浪，有的妈妈抹着红嘴唇，有的妈妈涂着指甲油，而我的妈妈朴素大方。
她长着一双不大不小的眼，浓浓的眉毛，数着马尾辫，个子中等，她才是我心目中最美的妈妈。
在我生病时，她就急的像热锅上的蚂蚁。她给我倒开水让我吃药，还给我削苹果，讲笑话逗我开心。她彻夜不眠的陪着我，每当我夜晚醒来时，就会看到她坐在我身边，生怕我有一丝不舒服。每当我病好后，她面色苍白，有时会病倒，但她还是很开心。在炎热的夏天，晚上尤其停电时，她都会在旁边给我扇扇子，让我再清爽中入睡。天蒙蒙亮时，大家就起来议论昨晚很热，我很奇怪，心想：昨晚不是很凉爽吗？后来是爸爸告诉我妈妈一夜没睡。在寒冷的冬天时，妈妈送我去上学，喊着我的小名：“成成，你冷吗？”这就是我的妈妈，无微不至的照顾我。在我成长的道路上，缓缓地送我前进。
她既是我的妈妈还是我的老师，她教会了我走路、说话、写字……当我成绩不理想时，她会与我找出原因并耐心的给我讲解，从不责怪我。她给了我安慰和学*上的动力。这就是我的妈妈，在我成长道路上为我加油喝彩。
这几年，我发现，妈妈脸上又添了皱纹，头上又添了几根银发，手变得更粗糙了。我知道您是为了这个家，您就像一条船，一头载着我一头载着家。
妈妈是太阳，我是小草，我再您的呵护下茁壮成长。
妈妈是太阳，我是星星，有了太阳，星星才能绽放它的.光芒。
妈妈，我想对您说：“我爱您！”虽然这三个字简单，但是蕴含着我对妈妈的爱。
“在我心中一直有一个梦，要用歌声让你永远年轻，用我的成功换你真心笑容，祝福你的人生从此与众不同”，就着《真心英雄》的旋律，我想对我的母亲——世界上最关心我的人，唱出心中的声音。
我的母亲是一位农村教师，个子不高，鼻梁上架着一副眼镜，身子虽胖，做起事来却总是速度快，效率高，雷厉风行。只是由于家里人多事多，学校工作又过于尽心，四十才出头的人却也有一道道“山川”式的皱纹，分布在眼角、额上，高高低低，坑坑洼洼，一看就知道，这是一个辛劳的母亲。
她，每天都忙忙碌碌，除了忙她的工作忙她的学生，忙着照顾爷爷奶奶，忙着照看我的堂哥堂姐，还要挤出时间为我织毛衣，讲故事……，她把最无私的爱倾注在我的身上，可是这些，小时的我却并没在意。
我上幼儿园时，她总说，一天最开心的事就是接我回家，抱着我，亲我的小脸蛋。而我却吵着要她买冰激凌，买薯片，买玩具，哭着闹着让她烦心。
读小学时，一迈进家门，她总要先和我拥抱一下，然后端上可口的饭菜，等着我给她打分。午饭过后，她又匆匆地洗碗，做清理，一边还不时地向我问这问那，好像有说不完的话，而我却总是急着去看有趣的动画片，去找小朋友玩游戏，根本没有时间理她。
进了中学，学*任务重，压力大，她更加细心地照顾我。而我却总闲她啰嗦，烦她太爱管我的闲事。
母亲不希望我在外面小店里吃饭，说不卫生，所以每天五点就起床亲自做。为了调我的味口，她像变戏法似地一天一个样，早有：混沌、热干面、小笼包，午有排骨莲藕、鱼面鸡汤、红烧鲫鱼，晚有八宝粥、小米粥、绿豆粥、皮蛋粥，……，这些一周内绝不会重复。
每当清晨闹钟响起，我睁开朦胧的睡眼，最先听到的总是母亲忙碌的脚步声，来到厨房，她总能准时地摆好早餐，催促我快吃，多吃，这样才有精神去上学。
冬季的白天特别短，下午放学打会儿球，天就黑了。有一天我回得很晚，只见母亲穿着件薄外套，在院子门口焦急地等着我。见到我回来，絮絮叨叨地说今后要早点回，一个人走不安全，又说学累了锻炼身体也好，只是以后要提前跟她打个电话。到了家，母亲做好的饭菜早已凉了，她立即系上围裙，一边对我说：“你饿了吧，等等就好。”一边快速地热好饭菜。我心满意足地享受美味，却并不知道此时母亲还饿着肚子。等我吃过后，母亲才开始动筷子，我奇怪地问：“你刚刚怎么不吃？”她说：“看你吃好了，我就高兴啊，剩下的我就帮你消灭掉。”
晚上，我做作业时，母亲备好课，改完试卷就坐在我身边，给我剥我最喜欢的沙糠桔。要上床休息，她总是在我洗脸洗脚时，就去充好热水袋，铺好被褥，好让我早点进入梦乡。
这就是我的母亲，小时的我不明白，随着岁月的流逝，我长大了。回想起这点点滴滴的关爱，我觉得她是我心中最*凡而又最伟大的母亲。
虽然我从没有对她说过一句感激的话，但我一直在努力，努力学*，努力做个好儿子，我要用最优异的成绩让母亲绽开笑容，回报她对我的养育之恩。
自南往北，缓缓流过株洲的河流是我们的母亲河——湘江。
您哺育着几百万株洲人，是三湘儿女生命的起源，您如同母亲般慈爱，默默地抚育一代代三湘儿女，不知疲倦，奔流不息。
株洲位于湘江的中游，闲着没事时，我会到湘江边走一走，去感受一下他的温柔与慈爱。坐公交到一桥桥头下车。走下桥去，就可以看见一个宽阔的大厅，旁边还有许许多多的观赏物，让我印象深刻的便是那三架火车头，旧时的蒸汽车与现代的和谐号共存，让人眼前闪现出焕然一新的科技新面貌，在蒸汽机旁，我还看见一个铜雕像，手里拿着一个工具，好像在检查机体，看着他那娴熟的动作，不由得让我对他产生的敬意。那火车头正说明了株洲人民的精神——火车头精神。“火车头精神”体现了株洲人敢为人先的精神风貌和市委市*“保二争一，科学跨越”的指导思想。
现已临*中午了，在沙滩上呈现出一派祥和的景象，在离我不远的江边停留着一艘渔船。那船上的人正在吃午饭，是不是还冒出一阵阵笑声，岸边上还有一位中年男子在一丝不苟的整理渔网，没有一丝不耐烦的表现，反而从他那充满感恩的眼神中看到他很爱这份工作，因为它给了他生存的能力，还有两个人躺在啥天上安逸的睡着午觉，尽情的享受着这凉爽的江风。我和同来的朋友找了一处沙地坐了下来，同我聊起了湘江美景。这时，除了时不时传来几声汽笛声之外，就只剩下江水的流淌声了，那声音听起来是那么的悦耳……
美好的时光总是过得那么快，转眼之间夕阳已经落山了，现在江边上的人越来越多了，人们三五成群的结伴在一起玩耍、散步。江边有一群少年在水中嬉戏、玩耍，有的在江中游泳，特引我注意的是那个蹲在江边捡鹅卵石的女孩，她有着一头黝黑的头发，她一会儿把手伸进江中，一会儿又从江中拿出来，有时还可以在她的手上看到一个个形状不一的鹅卵石，不知怎地，她突然站了起来，惊讶的望着她的手心，走进一看，原来她发现了一块颜色鲜艳的鹅卵石，我从她眼神可以看出她很开心，因为在这次旅行中她获得了意外的收获。在看江面上，可以清楚的看到许多大小不一的船只，来来往往，热闹极了。江水就像天空那般蔚蓝、明净、清澈见底；站在江边，可以毫无障碍的看到江底的石头，有白色的，红色的，黑色的等等，让人爱不释手……环顾四周，人、江水、船只是那样的美好、和谐，展现出了一幅国泰民安的画面……
可我的记忆中还依然保留着另一幅画面。我第一次接触湘江，是在2020年的一个夏日，我和同学来到湘江边游玩，在我的印象中，那时的湘江别提多美了，她好像一根纽带，贯穿着整个株洲城，似乎想要把长株潭的人民连成一片，成为一个不可分割的大家庭……
纵使岁月将您无情的摧残，但您却依旧不失往日风采，依旧像往常一样慈爱，温柔……
虽然我已经从湘江回到家中，但那金色的沙滩，清澈的江水却总在我脑海中徘徊，让我久久不能忘却……
湘江，您是我们心中永远的母亲河！
在我的心中，有位值得我崇敬的人，她任劳任怨，克勤克俭，只求奉献，不求回报，辛勤工作，操持家务，亦要辅导我的学*。脸上总挂着阳光般的微笑，但从未叫过一声苦。
大家都赞赏她并喜爱她，赞赏是赞赏她那乐于助人、不求回报的崇高品质。喜爱是喜爱她方方面面做出的无私贡献。她是谁？她就是我最敬爱，最美丽，最令人尊敬的——母亲。
记得有一次，母亲在客厅中陆陆续续地干着奶奶布置下来的任务，我在舒适而温暖的小屋里做着家庭作业。啊，我不由得叫起来。这道题怎么那么难，怎么做啊。就在我不知怎么解题的时候，我自然的想到了妈妈，她可是个聪明的母亲啊。我轻轻的拖动椅子，又轻轻的挪动脚步，再轻轻的拉开门缝。我看着妈妈正在急急忙忙的干着家务，我知道现在不便打扰她，可我还是控制不住，喊了起来：“妈，我有道题不会做，你进来一下。”妈妈二话没说，就迈着她那沉重的大步子，扑哧扑哧的走了进来。很有耐心的，用亲切的语气说：“来，哪道题不会，妈妈给你讲。”这时，我说：“我还以为你不会进来呢。”妈妈却说：“怎么会，功课第一嘛。”于是便很认真的给我讲解了起来。讲的十分深刻，分析的十分清晰。也让我更进一步的了解了妈妈对我的爱。正是这种不同寻常的爱，只有妈妈能无私的传授给自己。
就在上个礼拜天，我和妈妈约定去公园游玩，那天天气晴朗，阳光普照。真是个再好不过的日子啦。我们坐公共车直奔公园，在去公园的一站中，车里人山人海，上来了几个老奶奶，站着的年轻人把几个年迈已高的老奶奶挤来挤去，我和妈妈看了，实在是不忍心。站了起来，让出了座位，看到老奶奶安全的坐了下来，方才安了心，我们嘴上虽然不说，但心里却很高兴，因为我们做了一件好事，做了一件值得让自己骄傲的事。正是因为这件事，使我和妈妈一整天心情都非常愉悦。
今天，是五一劳动节，我和妈妈兴高采烈的逛街道去了。我们一路上高高兴兴、开开心心的说着、谝着，突然，看到一堆人围在那儿。我急忙向妈妈说道：“我们快过去看看发生了什么事。”哦，原来是有一个很可怜的残疾人在请求大家的帮助，妈妈走上前去，在他手里塞了十元钱，用鼓励的目光看着他，对他说：“遇什么事，都不要轻言放弃，一定要坚强的活下来。”妈妈的言行举止，感动了在场的每一位人。所有的人都向她投来敬佩的目光。连我都被她的行为深深感染了。事后，我问妈妈：“你哪来的勇气？”妈妈却说：“你要记住，只要坚持不放弃，就没有自己达不到的目的。”听了这话，我简直都不知道该说什么，只是向她投去敬佩的目光。同时也在心里暗暗的对自己说：“我有这么一个伟大的母亲，真让我感到无比自豪、无比骄傲。”
河流孕育了生命，她像母亲一样世世代代养育着我们，没有了她，我们将不能繁衍下去。然而，她养育了我们，我们却不知道回报她，我们却给她的“脸”上抹了一道黑，工厂不断往母亲河里排污水，人们不断向里面倒垃圾，她哭了，哭得很伤心，心碎了。鱼儿也离开了她的身边，人们也嫌弃她了，让我们的母亲河在流泪，在**，让她听天由命。
当洪涝灾害以及各种自然灾害来临时，周围的树上都结满“彩灯”时，人们才会怜惜她？当其他地方无法取水时，才会想到身边还有一条母亲河的存在？晚了，已经晚了，她的心已经死了，过去的不会再回来了，一切也回不到从前那种温馨的情景了。她现在只是一潭死水而已，围在她的身边不再是鱼儿，而是一些垃圾，连以前帮渔民捕鱼的鱼鹰也看不到影子了。
小时候和好朋友一起在母亲河里打打闹闹，一起游泳嬉戏时的场景还历历在目，村民们洗衣、做饭的一切水源的补给全靠这条母亲河，我们都离不开她的呵护啊。她一直这样默默奉献着自己，从来没有叫苦喊累，因为她知道，哺育人们是她的职责，不管人们怎样对她，她都会尽自己的职责，她就像燃烧着的蜡烛，不断逝去自己的青春，给予更多人温暖。
漫步在河岸，看着奄奄一息地缓缓流淌的河水，眼睛情不自禁地湿润了，好想再看到当年那种河水清澈、人们其乐融融的情景，好像投入到母亲河温暖的怀抱，享受她带给我的温暖。
不过，现在人们的环保意识开始加强了，用一些警示语提醒大家保护水资源，如：“世界的最后一滴水，也许是就是你的眼泪”，让我也加入到了保护水资源的行动之中，我们大家来写一份环保承诺书吧：
1、不再乱扔垃圾，绝不能让垃圾流入到河里，主动捡起河边的垃圾。给居民区设立一个大型的垃圾堆，不让居民乱扔垃圾。
2、给有关部门建议，让他们来监督工厂，不让往河里排放污水。3加大宣传力度，给人们宣传环保观念，鼓励他们从此现在做起，从个人做起。
我坚信，不久之后，我又看到母亲河生机勃勃的样子！
母亲河啊，我们的生命河，保护好她，就是在保护我们的生命！
——我的母亲高中作文6篇
妈妈是我生命中最重要的人，她爱我，我也爱她！
为人女的母亲
妈妈小时候家里很穷，所以她很简朴，我仔细端详了下我母亲小时候的照片：一件小红花棉袄，粗布裤子，一头才刚刚过耳的短发，面带微笑的站立着！可能是重男轻女的思想作怪吧，我外祖母说，在母亲小的时候，外祖父不是很亲她，全靠外祖母小心翼翼的呵护她，拉扯大的。所以，我母亲很孝顺外祖母，但也不是不在意外祖父。听说，外祖父的离去，让母亲悲痛欲绝，以至于在出殡时，哭昏过去了好几次。母亲伤心时的样子很是让人心痛，唉，我的母亲！
为人媳的母亲
母亲嫁给我父亲，她便注定成为我们王家的人。我爷爷在世时说过，我母亲是个好儿媳。当我很小时，妈妈便忙里忙外和我祖母的关系很是融洽，好似一对亲生母女。我母亲尽忠职守，辛辛苦苦的为这个家操劳着。但她从没抱怨过，她为了这个家，确实操了不少的心。她孝敬祖母，那是人尽皆知的。在我祖母去世时，听父亲说，那是母亲在遥远的青海，当她听说祖母去世时，便连夜赶了回来，到家时已便是凌晨两三点钟了。家里葬人讲究时辰，因等不到母亲便入土了。我母亲不顾家人的劝阻，乘着夜色跑到祖母坟上失声痛哭。别人都说母亲是个孝顺的好儿媳。是呀！我的母亲！
为人母的母亲
母亲对我的教育，并不像胡适的母亲那样严格，她对我是慈祥中参杂着严厉。
母亲对我并不疏于管理。她对我的.过错惩罚有大小之分，小之，批评几句；大之，则遭受皮肉之苦。母亲的文化水*并不高，仅相当于我现在的水*。
母亲很注重礼节。每次带我出*大小宴会时，便特意叮嘱我：“吃饭时不要东扒西挑的；吃饱了就停下；只有大人动筷子了，你才能动??”这一切便都是母亲交给我的。
小学时，我的字不好，放学回来填写练*册。写完后让母亲检查，她看到我的字便火了，把本子狠狠地甩给了我，一字一顿的说：“把字都擦了，再写一遍，否则不准上床睡觉。”结果，我一连让她检查了三四遍，但每次母亲都能找出小毛病来。“唉！你这是一个字，还是两个字，看不清。”“瞧，你这字少了一横。”??我折腾到了很晚，才让她满意。“好了，睡吧。记住：往后就写成这样的字！”她说道。
母亲忙碌着，为了我和妹妹，一身病但仍然坚持着，而我每次打电话，总是惹电话那头的母亲生气。我知道，她训斥我是为我好，但我这个不争气的东西还是这样的无知。母亲呀母亲，您辛苦了，您为这个家做得太多了，请原谅我一直没有体谅您。
唉！我可亲可敬的好母亲呀！
母亲，多么让天下儿女敬仰的字眼；母爱，多么像哺育我们成长的宁静港湾。 母爱是纯洁的；母爱是无私的；母爱是伟大的；母爱是只知道给予而不企求回报的。 母爱像春天的暖风，吹拂着你的心；母爱像绵绵细雨，轻轻拍打着你的脸面，滋润着你的心田；母爱像冬天的火炉，给你在严冬中营造暖人心意的阳光。
人世间的儿女们，望着两鬓斑白的母亲，哪一个不辛酸至极呢？ 母亲赋予给我的爱实在、朴实、严厉，有时还有点诗情画意。 恍惚中，我的思绪回到了童年。我看见一个忙碌的身影，那是母亲在辛勤工作；我看见一个疲惫的身影，那是母亲在为我编织寒衣；我看见一个欢快的身影，那是母亲在为我学*进步而高兴。
细细回想，在我的生活中，哪一天又少了母亲的身影？每当我哭时，妈妈就安慰我；每当我感到像一只孤弱无助的小鸟时，妈妈就张开她那宽广的臂膀，给我温暖和爱的气息。
有一次我们学校里打针，结果我晕血。那时正值中午，妈妈听说后，二话没说，连中午饭都没吃就匆匆赶到学校，背我去找医生，后来妈妈请假在医院陪我。当时我看见妈妈很伤心，不知为什么，我也感到一丝心酸。
还有一次，我和爸爸妈妈买了一个大西瓜。回到家，还没吃，我的口水都流出来了。妈妈切好瓜后，先给了我一块瓜籽少，瓜肉甜的一块。她却吃瓜籽多，瓜肉不是很甜的一块。 但母爱有时也会是严厉的。我一直有粗心大意的不好*惯。有次，我在学校上体育课后不小心丢失了衣服。回家后，妈妈狠狠批评了我一顿。但我知道，妈妈其实也很心痛，她也不想骂她的儿子，但也只有这样，才能促使我改掉粗心大意的毛病。
母爱是爱里面最伟大的一种。儿女是母亲用自己的爱浇灌而成的花草，儿女的成长离不开母亲的每一滴爱。母亲，一生为儿女护航，默默在儿女背后为儿女导引方向。 母亲对我们的爱，是我们所能报答得了的吗？正如《游子吟》所曰：“谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。”
慈母手中线，游子身上衣。临行密密缝，意恐迟迟归。谁言寸草心，报得三春晖？”都说世界上有一位最善良，最伟大的女性，她就是我们的母亲，都说人世间有一种最美丽，最温和的声音，那就是母亲对儿女的呼唤，都说这个世界上有一个最伟大、最无私、最勤劳的人，她，还是我们的母亲。
不知从什么时候开始，我的母亲斗嘴已经斗不过我了。
我们只要一吵架，母亲总会数落起我的各种不是。而我只要一说出她的年龄，她准会叹一口气，不再说话。
我的母亲像老豆角一样，硬邦邦的'，不听人劝。
那天，母亲正尝试腌一点咸菜，她照着菜谱上的说明，放了两勺盐。我嘲笑她：“腌咸菜只用两勺盐?您还是把一袋盐都倒进去吧!”母亲摇头：“我相信菜谱上说的。”结果可想而知，咸菜没有腌成功，菜谱上写的是每一百克用两勺盐，母亲想腌一盆，竟然也用两勺盐，我劝说她还不听，母亲变得越来越顽固了。
母亲老了，早起也是一个费力的事了，因为她半夜总会被楼下的狗叫声吵醒。而我则完全没有听到狗叫声。也许是母亲为我操劳了太多，太累了吧。
母亲总会在我需要时来帮我，当我早起嘟嘟囔囔时，母亲会烧一壶热水，催促我去洗脸，吃饭，刷牙然后上学去。每次我下楼时，门都不会马上关上，母亲总会在门后听着我离开家去学校，等到我走到了一楼，才轻轻关上门。当我听到身后那一声“咔哒”，真的感到很幸福。
我的母亲曾说：“人是铁，饭是钢，一顿不吃饿得慌。”这是为了让不爱吃饭的我多吃饭。
我的母亲曾说：“世上无难事，只怕有心人。”这是为了鼓励遭受挫折的我重拾信心。
我的母亲曾说：“长江后浪推前浪，世上后人超前人。”这是为了让我赶超前方的人。
我的母亲用她的时光来爱我，我渐渐长大，她却在慢慢变老。
蓦然回首，我已经走过16个风风雨雨，在这16年中，我哭过、笑过、痛过、悔恨过……有些事有些人早已遗忘，但有些事有些人在脑海中早已定格，永远挥之不去……
母亲，一个熟悉的不能再熟悉的字眼，努力在脑海中搜索，好不容易才搜索到一些信息。却总是母亲打骂我时的悲惨画面。幼小的我总想不通那时的母亲为何如此待我，时光流逝、岁月如梭，长大后又回忆起那浮萍般的往事……
四岁，在幼儿园，做错了一道题，一巴掌；
六岁，在邻居王大妈家抓了一把奶糖，然后躲在屋里吃了个痛快，一巴掌；
七岁，和邻居小妹妹玩游戏，一怒之下打了小妹妹，躲在床底下被妈妈逮到，一巴掌；
十岁，作业没做完，对老师撒谎，被老师查明后状告家长，又是一巴掌；
初中，和老师顶嘴，和同学打架，和男生称兄道弟，一巴掌；
高中，学*不努力，不好好吃饭，还和父母犟嘴，一巴掌；
我就这样从小到大一巴掌一巴掌的“挨”大了，如今回忆起这些往事，只觉得那时好恨她——母亲，恨她的恶毒。接着，村子里又有谣言传出：“到底不是亲生的，看把孩子打的！”由此，我更恨母亲。现在我才觉悟她当年那恨铁不成钢的羞怒，而她所做的一切不是为了她自己，只为了我这头“初生的牛犊。”
天气的大幅度转变，使我的身体难以抵抗病魔，当它肆无忌惮地侵蚀我的身体时，她鼓励我要勇敢要坚强，于是我收回了请假的想法，坚持带病上课。后来母亲在电话那头亲切的关怀声使我潸然泪下。其实，她一直都是爱我的，只是不愿表达出来而已。试问天下哪位父母不爱自己的孩子呢？
电话那头传来“嘟嘟”声，我独自在空空的电话旁说出了那句重千金的“妈妈，我爱你！”但愿这句话没让她等太久……
母爱是冬日里的一缕阳光，温暖我们的心；母爱是一条涓涓细流，滋润我们的心窝；母爱是一条长长的丝线，时刻提醒我们回家的路……母爱无私，母亲却更伟大！但愿天底下所有的人都要在母亲健在的日子里，陪陪他们。也许有一天，看到母亲满头银发时你会想起母亲无私的爱的付出。爱自己的父母，你才会迈出你人生的第一步。
我对她的唯一印象就是围着花布围裙在厨房里忙个不停。
母亲似乎是一个永远也讨论不完的话题，她的爱并不轰轰烈烈，而是所谓的细水流长。正是这个不求回报的人，我要好好的夸夸她。
都说年少轻狂。我正处在这个不懂事的青春时期，始终不能理解所说的母爱。
直至那杯温水出现在我模糊的视线中，依旧是那一句关心的话语在我耳畔回荡，我似乎懂得了，我的不懂是建立在母亲的心疼之上。
一声叹气声从我嘴里吐出，这乌青的天空，没有一丝光亮透过云层，望向天空，我很茫然。脑海里又回荡着那一句话语，那一句把我所有的骄傲都打破的话语：“照你这样发展下去，是很难考上好的高中的。”对于父母的这种心情，我是能理解。但我更希望的是，父母给我的信心。我又何曾不努力过，希望自己以后的第一个转折点是朝好的方面发展。
回到家后，依旧是那个身影，在厨房里忙个不停。她似乎察觉到我的到来，发现我心情不太好。眉头一紧：“你怎么回事？”
我不知哪来的怒火，冲她吼了一句：“你能不能不要管我。”
随后，把门重重的关上了，空中只有摔门的余音。我似乎不能冷静下来，心*气和的跟妈妈讲话。可是我真的不想把我与父母的关系弄的这么僵，毕竟她是我生命中很重要的一个人。
一滴，两滴，三滴……晶莹的泪珠顺着我的脸颊滑下。
敲门声打破氛围，我擦干眼泪，还是不想让她担心。那个属于母亲独特的声音：“我进来了”。我依旧很不耐烦的声音：“进来。”
我不敢看她，眼眶里还有眼泪在打转。一杯温水出现在我模糊的视线，“你把水喝了吧，会冷静一些。悲伤地活一天也是一天，开心的活一天也是一天。你这样不开心，我会心疼的”之后，她轻轻地把门关了。我盯着那杯温水，那个透明杯里装的不再是水了，是母亲对我的关心，更是心疼。我那样对她，她为什么还要对我这么好呢，真的很傻。我真的很想对那个似乎只属于厨房的母亲，那个整天忙碌的身影说：你真的很傻。
我没有喝那杯水，始终没有喝……
我承认我不会夸我的母亲，只会让她伤心与心疼。但是我只想在她面前说一声：“我不会让你伤心了”。
我想不在让你那样伤心，那样操心。想一口气把你对我的好全都说出来，好好的夸你一番。
母亲，是大家所爱的人;母亲，是孩子们心里的天使;母亲，是孩子的第一老师;母亲，是大家所敬佩的人;母亲，是一个默默无闻，一心想把好的东西留给孩子的人!以前，我的母亲在我眼里是一个*凡的人，自从我上学了之后，学*了冰心奶奶的《春水》，受益匪浅。母亲是赐予我生命的人，母亲，是诗人眼里的天使。我的母亲是一个伟大的人，伟大的原因还得从一件事件说起。
——我的母亲话题作文6篇
世界上有一种最美丽的声音，那便是母亲的呼唤。每当想起这句话，仿佛走进了一个深痛的画面，想起受苦受难的母亲。
每当思恋发痛，闭上眼刹那，便能捕捉到细腻的月光，仿佛回到从前我的故乡见到我的母亲。
在饥荒的岁月里，瘦小的母亲用颤抖的双手撑起希望的明天将心酸荡在风中。
在多病的时光里，将疼痛装在心头却在屋角流下苦涩的眼泪。那寒夜的深处那微弱的灯光那粗糙的双手却织出儿的新衣留下牵挂藏在心中。
在富裕的年代里，不忘曾经的心酸，那茂盛的野菜，是否还残留着曾经的欢笑。如今，时光腐蚀着曾经的记忆，却带不走您叮嘱的话语。
无论儿在天涯海角，故乡永远镌刻在我的手掌，那里有剪不断的丝线、那里有童年的幻想。在魂牵梦萦的山水里，始终荡漾着您的目光。
您如一座高高的山，无论我有多大的困难，您总是我依靠的屏障。您高耸的身躯，为我遮风挡雨却不求回报。您不懂得儿的心思、却懂得照顾儿;您不懂得如何教育我、却懂得如何关心我。
您哺育着我，犹如不老的清泉，最后却老了您的容颜。
您老了，岁月消瘦了您的身躯，时光带走了您的容颜，却换回儿的青春。您老了，从您那满头银发中，我明白了您的.牵挂;您老了，从你深深的皱纹中，我看出了您的操劳。
母亲啊，有你在的夜晚为何别样美丽?有你的梦为何别样甜美?
慈母的胳膊是慈爱构成的，孩子睡在里面怎能不甜?——雨果
我记得有位名人说过：天底下最美丽的声音，那就是母亲的呼唤。在母亲心中，你无论多大，在母亲看来你永远是她心中的小宝贝，百岁老母牵挂八十儿啊！
每次给母亲打电话，她总说：“我挺好的，你们不要挂念我，你们安心工作。”可我深深的明白，她老人家对我们的想念，多么希望我们经常回家和她聚聚。
每次回家，母亲总是忙前忙后，给我做好吃的小吃，把*时亲朋好友送给她的礼品，自己不舍得吃，拼命地塞给我，忙着并乐着，幸福和满足在心底倘佯！看见母亲满头的白发和岁月在脸上留下的皱纹，我总忍不住眼泪在眼眶里打转。
每次要离开的时候，母亲眼睛总是红红的，有太多的不舍和牵挂，总是有很多的话语要嘱咐，总是把我送了又送。“儿行千里母担忧”，只有自己的母亲时时刻刻在牵挂着你。普天之下的母亲的`爱都是那样朴实，那样的伟大，那样的无私，那样的甜蜜，从来都不求回报。
自小，病弱的我得到了母亲无微不至的呵护，母亲总是将最好、最宝贵的留给我们，像蜡烛不停的燃烧自己！可如今，我却有没有腾出一个空间给我的母亲，不能陪伴在年迈的母亲左右，每每想起心里真的不是滋味，有太多的自责和内疚，做女儿的对母亲的关心太少了。
这世界上，没有人比母亲更爱我；这世界上，也没有人能取代母亲在我心里的位置。如果时间可以轮回，我愿生生世世做您的孩子。只要有母亲在一起，就会有很多的温暖涌上心头。
母亲，无论在哪里，我永远爱您！
“慈母手中线，游子身上衣。临行密密缝，意恐迟迟归。谁言寸草心，报得三春晖。”每当我吟诵起这首《游子吟》，就有一股暖流流入我的心中。我从呱呱坠地到蹒跚学步，到牙牙学语，再到亭亭玉立的女孩，这一成长过程，那一次没有母亲的血汗？那一次没有母亲的关心？那一次没有母亲的照顾？生我的是母亲，养我的也是母亲，母亲是多么的辛苦呀！我要感谢妈妈，感谢母亲她十多年的辛苦。
往事浮现在我的眼前——
那是一个夜深人静的夜晚，知了在树上唱着歌，树被风儿吹得沙沙作响，鸟巢里有一只母鸟在悉心地照顾着小鸟，小鸟在母亲的抚摩下，慢慢地睡着了。在家里，我已准备睡觉，我的脚上长了疱疹，又疼又痒，挠又不能挠，痒得我在床上翻来覆去，还一边，这真是太痛苦了。
妈妈见此情景，赶紧坐在我的床上，一边给我敷药，一边给我揉脚，想让我快点睡着。可这病痛太可怕了，无论怎样，都睡不着。我看了看妈妈，她脸色苍白，眼睛很无神，头发乱蓬蓬的。即使她再想睡，都在我面前装出很精神的样子，不让我担心。
可是我知道，妈妈现在很辛苦，她只是在掩饰着。夜已经很深了，我还在受病痛折磨。妈妈看我如此痛苦，愁眉苦脸地心疼地说着：“哎！要是把痛转移到我身上来就好了。”听到这句话，我的眼泪不知不觉地从我的眼眶里涌出来，有一种幸福的感觉流入我的心田。我很想睡觉，可怎样也睡不着，有一种钻心的痒。哪儿痒，妈妈就给我摸哪。我痒得只能坐着靠在妈妈腿上睡着了。而妈妈却照顾了我一晚上，一直没有合上眼睛。
我想感谢我的母亲，感谢她带我来到这个世界，感谢她对我无微不至的关心，感谢她为我的成长费尽心思！
滴水之恩当涌泉相报，何况，母亲为我们做了那么多，我们应该怎样报答她呢？我们只能用一个强壮的体魄和好的成绩来报答她。
母爱是伟大的；母爱是纯洁的；母爱是高尚的。母亲永远是为我们着想，我们应该学会报答母亲。
啊！母亲，感谢您为我们所做的一切！
我的母亲，就像一本爱的手册，在这本手册中，有着许多母亲对我的帮助、关怀......现在，就让我们一起去打开这本爱的手册吧！
翻开手册的第一页，妈妈和爸爸才刚刚生出我这棵幼小的苗。当妈妈听到我在病床上“哇哇哇”地哭时，她用手轻轻地拍着我的背，一边说：“孩子，别哭了，爸爸妈妈都在你的身边，你不用担心！”说完便做出了一个笑脸，笑嘻嘻地看着我。
我们继续翻，翻到第三页。那时的我才是三岁的小宝宝，我还不怎么会说话，就在那里像蜜蜂一样叫。妈妈见了我这幅模样，急忙跑过来，对我说：“你看，这个男人是谁呀？”她指着爸爸说：“爸......爸......”“那连起来怎么读呢？”“爸......爸......”“呵呵！”站在一旁的爸爸被逗乐了。除此之外，妈妈还教我走路，骑有辅助轮的自行车。
翻到第十页，我在别的小朋友眼里已经是个大姐姐——我十岁了，我是个少先队员。这时的妈妈不像以前那样宠爱我了，而是放开双手让我自立，让我学会更多的道理。在一次骑自行车，我慢慢地学会了上车，拐弯，而这些都是我自己学会的。
我相信，这本书会一直延续到几十页。而妈妈却渐渐老去。等我长大了，我一定要做出许多帮助妈妈的事，来回报妈妈对我的爱！
我有一位*凡的母亲，她没有“岳母刺字”的豪迈，她没有“孟母三迁”的执着，但是她用自己毕生的心血栽培了我，她把所有的精力都集于我一身，把她所能给我的都给我了，她不求回报默默的为我奉献一切。
任何一位母亲都是伟大的，她们都经历过十月怀胎的辛苦，然后忍受了最大限度的疼痛，她们从亭亭玉立的少女变成一个身材臃肿，天天为柴米油盐发愁的老妇，她们从一双纤纤玉手变成满手老茧，她们从一头乌黑亮丽的头发变成白发苍苍，经过这样的蜕变是需要多大的勇气啊！她们把所有的青春都奉献给了子女，这时，便有了这样的感慨“春蚕到死丝方尽”，“蜡炬成灰泪始干”。
“慈母手中线，游子身上衣”，现在孤身在外学*，身上穿着妈妈给我缝补的衣服，总是能感觉到很温暖，每次给妈妈打电话都是报喜不报忧，我知道妈妈也是这样的'，希望以后能抽出更多的时间来陪陪妈妈，我觉得什么都能等，就是孝敬父母不能等，不能等到有钱了再来孝敬父母，不能等到父母病了，才来到病床前后悔陪他们太少，趁现在自己没有负担，妈妈还年轻多带她出去走走吧！
我的妈妈有点胖，眼睛大大的，炯炯有神，鼻子上架着一副黑眼镜，嘴巴不大也不小。说起话来，像让我吃了蜜一样。
她就是个大忙人，像陀螺一样转个不停。这不，昨天下午，约5点钟时，“叮铃铃”，门铃响了，我打开门一看，妈妈回来啦！不一会儿，她换好鞋，就一屁股坐到了沙发上。可没做多久，又就传来“叮铃铃，叮铃铃”，但这不是门铃声，是妈妈的电话铃声，她接通电话，就面露难色，给我吃“蜜”了：“宝贝，刚刚单位打电话给妈妈，让我再回去一趟，你在家里要好好听话哦。”说着，“嘭”的一声，妈妈走了，留给我的背影，仿佛是一个转不停的“陀螺”。
这还不算。记得上个周末妈妈在家。吃完早饭，妈妈答应带我去公园玩，我们带着一大包的食物出门了。到了公园，我快乐得像只小鸟，心想：这次趁妈妈休息好好玩玩。可我们刚到公园门口，就听到妈妈的包里，有东西在“呜呜”直叫。一打开，原来是妈妈的手机。我想：难道又是妈妈单位打来的？果然，不出所料，妈妈接完电话，又给我抹“蜜”了：“对不起，因为这几天单位比较忙，很多事情还要处理。”说完，她又急急忙忙地把我送到家，又留下一个“陀螺”样的背影，我心想：妈妈，你什么时候才是头呢？
这就是我的大忙人妈妈。她像陀螺”一样转个不停，但是我很爱她。
——母亲节感恩母亲英语作文6篇
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 dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending 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.
Mother's day is a happy and unforgettable holiday, how I hope it will come!
Mom to let me grow well, every weekend and vacation for me to cram school running here and there, and even today is still done for my study and life, the result that both feet up several blisters even grind up the thick cocoon son...
Today mother's day is here. I decided to do one thing for my mother -- I would wash my feet, wash my mother's fatigue, and wash the dust off my mother's feet. First of all, I want to buy some carnations, and then to boil a pot of water, wait for water to boil, smoking, and then pour it into the basin, and then, put the petals in the basin, the water ripples on the scent of carnations...
All right, now everything is ready, only the east wind. I called my mother, and let her put her feet into the rich and fragrant basin. I would wash my mother's feet with my own hands, and I would wash my mother's tiredness all day long. No! It is so many years of hard work! I touched the feet of my mother's cocoon, my heart was very sad, and my mother lovingly touched my head. She was very happy. She kept saying, "my son has grown up, he is sensible, and my mother is very happy." And I told my mother that I should study hard while doing housework, helping my mother to share the burden of the family.
Today my mother and I had a very happy mother's day, mother's day is who ah, is really the best holiday of the world, it let the world mother have blessed and return one day, even if it is only a word phrase, even a small thing, also can let mothers really warm heart!
今天是妈妈的节日--母亲节，也是我们发试卷的日子。
Today is mother's Day - mother's day. It's also the day when we issue the test paper.
中午，我一进教室，看见我敬爱的老师，迈着轻盈地脚步，走进教室，她拿着试卷，发给每一位同学，发到我这里时，我一看试卷，耶!我得了一百分。
At noon, as soon as I entered the classroom, I saw my beloved teacher walking in the light steps. She took the test paper and gave it to each student. When I got it, I saw the test paper, yeah! I got 100 points.
回到家后，我连忙跑到妈妈面前兴奋地说:“妈妈，我得了一百分!”妈妈一听，高兴地说:“是吗给我看看。”我迅速拿出试卷，给到妈妈手里，说:“你看!”妈妈一看，说:“太好了，儿子考了一百分，这是送给我最好的礼物。”
When I got home, I hurriedly ran to my mother and said excitedly, "Mom, I got 100 points!" when my mother heard it, she said happily, "do you want to show it to me?" I quickly took out the test paper, gave it to my mother, and said, "look!" when my mother looked at it, she said, "that's great. My son got 100 points in the exam. This is the best gift for me."
in the early morning, my sister went out and brought home a bunch of pretty flowers. right after my mother got up out of bed, we said "happy mother‘s day".to her and gave her the flowers. my mother was very happy; she smiled and said, ‘how wonderful the flowers look. thank you. also, we told her we were going to do all the housework for our beloved mother, and she could take a rest for a day. in the beginning, we were excited about all the work we can do at home. before long, we found that the housework seemed to be endless, there was cooking and washing, and cleaning to do, and there was shopping to do, too . during the dinner hour, the kitchen seemed so busy. my father was making a salad, my sister was baking a pie for dessert, and i was washing rice and vegetables, and there were many other things to do. finally, the dinner was ready; it was two hours behind the usual schedule. the food was not as delicious as my mother‘s. nevertheless, my mother and father enjoyed it, and felt very proud of their daughter and son.
Mother's day is coming, I am very happy. Listen to the teacher said today's composition to be sugar-coated berry, my mood is very good, I finally can give mom a gift with their own hands!
In class, I saw students prepared colors, shapes of fruits, is very beautiful. I had a funny sugar-coated berry. Looking at himself, watching could not help but burst out laughing.
One of the most interesting is sticking to the sugar-coated berry on sugar. We waited patiently for the teacher put sugar cook well. Finally, it was my turn, I can't wait to take sugar-coated berry to the teacher there. I saw the teacher with sugar water to sugar-coated berry. A: wow! I watched, better sugar-coated berry surface become shiny, shiny, beautiful, see of I chan mouth water!
But, this is the gift to my mother, I want to bring back sugar-coated berry to mother, let mom enjoy my handmade gifts. But I still can't help but tastes. Sugar-coated berry so sweet, mom will love it.
Love is the highest and most beautiful love. How does my mother feel grateful for my mother's concern for me?
Today, I used to look at the calendar: ah! Today is mother's day. I hastened to go to school with my money. On the way, I guess what I should give to my mother. It's my three years' habit of giving up a gift to give my mother on Mother's day.
Speaking of mother's day, I heard it three years ago. At that time, I was very childish and sent a tender letter written by myself. Mother grasped the letter and was happy. The year before last, I sent a bottle of brilliant nail polish, sparkling and transparent, sparkling with crystal powder. Mom likes it as well. Last year, I was ingenious. I sent 8 beautiful carnations to my mother. My mother smelled flowers and hugged me tightly.
This year, I was a student in grade four. I learned a wonderful cooking and decided to cook a delicious meal for my family. But for mom, this is a mother's Day gift.
When I went out to buy vegetables, I skipped across the streets and lanes to the market with my basket. There was a rush, and people were coming and going. Now I really regret that I refuse to eat, grow so short, and always be pressed by tall people. The vegetables here are fresh and have many kinds. I was carrying a basket of food, and the food almost overwhelmed me. Look, there's a sea of people. So I squeezed in, and there was a bunch of flowers on the ground, beautiful and anxious! I bought a bunch of Kang Naixing. With so many things, I came home clumsily.
When her mother came back, she saw that all the tables were delicious. "Dinner, dinner!" I raised my voice and shouted. The whole family praised me for eating, especially my mother.
I don't know how good my cooking is, but I can't compare with my mother. Why did my mother praise me, my mother's concern, and my mother's love touched me? Thinking, with...
亲情，是最崇高最美丽的爱。母亲对我那样关心，那我对母亲的感谢是怎样的呢?
今天，*惯地看看日历：啊!今天母亲节。我赶紧拿着钱去上学。一路上，我猜想着该送什么给母亲才好。母亲节送礼物给妈妈可是我三年来雷打不动的*惯。
说起母亲节，我三年前就听到了。那时真幼稚，就送了自己写的一封嫩稚的信。妈妈握住信，还是很高兴。前年，我送了一瓶很亮丽的指甲油，晶闪闪的，透明中闪耀着晶粉的光芒。妈妈同样很喜欢。去年呢，我别出心裁，送了8朵美丽的康乃馨给妈妈，妈妈闻着花，紧紧地抱着我。
今年，我是四年级的学生了，学会了一门非凡的厨艺，便决定煮一顿美味的大餐送给全家。但对于妈妈来说就是这次的母亲节礼物了。
出门买菜了，我提着篮子蹦蹦跳跳地穿越大街小巷，来到市场。那里热闹急了，人来人往的，现在我真的很后悔我不肯吃饭，长得那么矮，总是被高大的人压着。这里的蔬菜又新鲜，种类又多，看得我眼花缭乱。我提着一篮又一篮的食物，差一点食物就把我压倒了。瞧，那里人山人海的。于是我便挤了进去，地上摆着一束一束地鲜花，美丽急了!我买了一束康乃兴。提着那么多事物，我笨重地回家了。
妈妈回来了，她看见满桌子都是美味佳饶，直流口水。“吃饭了，吃饭了!”我提高嗓门大声喊。全家吃了都表扬我，特别是妈妈。
我不知道我的厨艺有多好，但比不上妈妈。为什么妈妈都表扬我，妈妈的关心，妈妈的爱心令我感动!那时候感觉眼泪汪汪的，还有点心酸。想着，着……
——英语作文介绍我的母亲(10)份
My mother is really a good mother,and I love her so much.My mother is a teacher and she taughtme from my Grade 1 to Grade 3 in primary school. She is a good teacher with great patience.
She is so kind to all students in her class that she is badly popular among her students. Except for knowledge, my mother teaches me how to be a good person and she regards it as the most important lesson to a person. In my opinion, she gets 100 points as a teacher as well as a mother.
My mother is an ordinary teacher.She always puts her students before everything.
She is nothing different from other people at the first sight.But later you will find that she is so responsible.
In my mind, she is very great.On weekends, she always prepare the class at home.
Sometimes she even ask the students to come to our house for remediation for free.
All her students like her.Sometimes I almost envy her students.Luckily, my mother also very care about me.
She puts all her time on our family and her students, leaving nothing for herself.She is so great, and I proud of her; and I love her.
My mother is the greatest person in the world. She takes care of the family and does all the housework. I never want to make her angry.
But sometimes I will do something let her down and when I see her upset face, I feel painful.
So I am very strict to myself, I want to be an excellent girl and let her be proud of me. So, I can see her smile often.
I love my mother.Her name is Miss Xiao. She is 37 years old.She has black hair and two big eyes. She is a very beautiful woman.
My mother works in a hotel. She is a manager. She likes fish and vegetables, but she doesn’t like meat and chicken.
My mother can cook, sing and read. Her cooking and singing are both very good.
She works very late everyday.
She is very busy. But she can help me study everyday. This is my mother.I like her very much!
My mother is a kind and gentle woman.She takes good care of her children and keeps them at school.I have a sister.My mother gives us every fort.We love her and she loves us also.
My mother has too much to do in bringing us up.She gets up very early and sleeps very late every day.She works hard,yet without plaining.She is also a thrifty and hard-working woman.She saves every penny that she can and keeps everything in order.As she has been busy ever since she was young,she looks older than she really is.Her face is wrinkled,her hair bees silver white,and some of her teeth bee movable.But she works as hard as ever.
Often she says to us,"Work while you work,play while you play,If you do not work,you will bee lazy and of no use to society."What a piece of good advice this is!We must live up to it and always keep it in our mind.
My mother is a beautiful woman.
And she is very nice. She is very tall.And she has brown hair. Shes a worker. She is very hard. My mother like fruits. She bought lots of delicious food and stationery.
She was very concerned about my study. I love my mother! How about you?
Mothers Day is a celebration honoring mothers and celebrating motherhood,maternal bonds and the influence of mothers in society.Its a day to showthanks to mothers.This festival first appeared in ancient Greece and modernMothers Day originated in the United States which usually falls on the secondSunday of May each year.Mothers usually receive gifts on this day andcarnation is regarded as the flower for mother.In China, the flower formother is day lily，also known as Nepenthe(忘忧草).In addition, cleaning upthe room, doing housework and a big dinner are considered to be the bestMothers Day gifts.
My mother is a gentleness,the beautiful woman.She has long hair,a pair of big eyes.She looks tall and thin.Although she is old,but very fashionable dress.Her mind special open.I really love her.
我的妈妈是一个温柔,漂亮的女士.她有长长的头发,一双大眼睛,她看起来又高又瘦.虽然她年龄很大,但是很时尚.她的思想很开放.我非常爱她.
My mother is thrity-three years old, and for the last forty year she has been the village doctor. She has a small clinic that she prepares medicine and treats small injuries, and also sells canned powder milk. Our house has people in and out at all hours of the day and night. The villagers always like to come to her clinic to see the doctor and to meet their neighbors, too. Almost all the villagers come to my mother when their baby is due.
My mother is very good at predicting the day the baby will come. Sometimes my mother will not get enough sleep if the babies come late at night or early in the morning. There are special rooms for the mother and baby, and usually they stay at the doctors house about twenty-four hours.
We always like to see the new babies get their first bath because they look so red and small. All the village people know and trust my mother because she is such a quiet, kind, and experienced friend of theirs.
There are many people around me,but I love my mother best.
My mother is my friend.She always plays basketball with me,watches TV with me and also studies with me. I have problems in study ,she always helps me work out the problems. And she helps me memorize the knowledge every morning when I eat breakfast. She teachs me how to get on well with others,how to be polite to old people and how to face the difficulties. She helps me become a good boy!
Thanks for her love!I will try my best to help her do housework, I will try my best to study well to cheer her up, and I will also try my best to protect her when I grow up.
Thank you mom, you are the person that I love best in the world,I won’t let you down in the future!
