Lu Xun Primary School and Changtang Campus Class 5 (5) Lin Mengyao Instructor Ma Jun
There are many people I know, but the most familiar is my mother.
I whisper to you: In fact, I have always hated my mother. I remember, once after school, my mother and I took the bus home, I cleverly chose a place in the last row, because I was hungry and wanted to eat, I took out a large piece of morning light baked cake and ate it with relish. The mother who was on the side shouted in her usual loud voice: "Yao Yao, you eat slowly, do you think it is delicious?" Delicious to buy for you tomorrow. "As a result, I was discovered by the driver and ordered me not to eat in the car. I got so angry that my mother gave me a blank look and turned my head to look out the window.
My mom also likes to compare good classmates with me. When my grades were not satisfactory, they would scold me and ask me to find the reason, and I often gambled for several days to ignore her.
But then, my opinion of mom changed.
The "Mom brand" breakfast made me feel beautiful. On the weekend, I overslept, waited for the washing, went downstairs, was worried about my mother going to work, and when the breakfast was solved, the scene on the table stunned me: bread, eggs, milk, noodles! The fragrance was scented, straight to my little nose. My mother changed her tricks every day to give me good food and good clothes, and I didn't even have the intention of being grateful? At this moment, a wave of guilt surged into my heart... The "Mommy Card" waiter sleeps and makes me fall asleep sweetly. One night, it was already ten o'clock, and before I could finish my homework, I fell asleep on my desk in a daze. In the haze, I suddenly felt someone softly calling in my ear: "Yao Yao, Yao Yao", seeing that I did not respond, a pair of warm hands gently carried me to the bed and slowly covered me with a quilt. In the darkness, I pretended to be asleep, half squinting my eyes, and saw my mother creep out of my room. For the first time, I felt that the quilt on my body was so warm, and my mother's familiar back was so beautiful. At this moment, my vision blurred...
In life, who washed my clothes clean and folded them neatly at the head of my bed? It's Mom! Who wouldn't let me go to the supermarket alone to buy something, for fear that I would be abducted by bad people? It's Mom! The weather turns cold, who often reminds me to wear more clothes, afraid that I will get cold? It's Mom...
You, the person I know best--- mom. At this moment, when I write the word "mother", my heart is full of happiness!