Third grade composition My mother, please write a composition.

Motherly love is like a long river. It is quiet and slightly rippling; Clear, you can see the pebbles at the bottom of the water; It sends me forward gently and slowly.

My mother is not tall and likes to wear an orange coat and a pair of black pants. My mother always smiles, and the classmates who have been to my house say she is lovely and amiable.

I have been my mother's "little tail" for as long as I can remember. I wrote in Chinese calligraphy, and she stood by silently observing and carefully guiding. When I was learning the piano, she quietly appreciated and seriously commented. When I learned to dance Latin, my mother pondered carefully and commented carefully ... I knew every word of my mother and the sweetest "love" was brewing in every eye.

In life, my mother is meticulous to me and never wants me to suffer a little injustice. I remember one morning, my mother said that she might have something to do at noon and could not go home to cook for me. But when I arrived at my mother's office at noon, I couldn't find my mother. I was so anxious that I almost cried. Later, fortunately, my mother's colleague took me to the canteen. I fought back my tears and complained to my mother while eating: "Didn't we agree to wait at work?" Just then, my mother came panting with a lunch box. Looking at her, my tears of disappointment finally fell down. While apologizing to me, my mother picked out better dishes from the lunch box and put them in my bowl. It turned out that the leader of my mother's unit temporarily decided to go to the countryside for investigation. In order to catch up with my lunch arrangement, she made a box lunch at the place where the leader ate, and then she came in a hurry.

Every night, I have entered a sweet dream, and my mother is still busy washing my clothes; In the morning, I was still asleep. My mother has prepared face washing water and squeezed toothpaste for me. No matter how busy I am at ordinary times, my mother will take time to tell me stories, teach me to do my homework and help me solve problems. Sometimes I feel a little uncomfortable at night, and my mother will watch over me all night. ...

In the long river of maternal love, I spent ten spring and autumn. I know that in this quiet, clear and gentle river, every bit and drop is the youth, hard work and wishes poured by my mother. I will repay my mother with good health and excellent grades. I hope all the mothers in the world are as young and beautiful as my mother.