Stepmother's love composition

My stepmother's love composition 1 When I was very young, my mother left me, leaving only my father and me at home. To this end, my father is always unhappy, sometimes pretending to be cheerful, and sometimes secretly crying. Two years ago, I had a new mother.

I once heard adults say, "Stepmothers and stepfathers have bad hearts, and they are both hard-hearted." Therefore, I have no affection for my stepmother. I never call her "mom" or smile at her. When my father saw this scene, he cried silently from time to time, and his stepmother often looked sad. One day, my father called me to him and said, "Xiao Li, why don't you call her mother?" "She is not my mother at all. Why should I call her? " I stared at the floor and said angrily. "Although she is not your real mother, she is very kind to you!" Dad's eyes are red. Yes, my stepmother is really good to me. She takes care of me, cares about me and regards me as her mother, whether in study or in life, but I just don't like her. Just like a deep valley between two people, there is an insurmountable distance.

That night, I accidentally broke a bowl while washing dishes. Dad immediately called me clumsy with a straight face. But the stepmother said, "Forget it, son, it's inevitable to break the bowl." "Hum!" I was not convinced, so I gave her a hard look and said, "I made a mistake. You don't need to worry so much. " "Li, don't talk to your mother like that." Dad scolded me again. The stepmother dragged her father into the room without saying anything.

From time to time, the quarrel between stepmother and father came from the room. "She is so old, and you still protect her." This is dad's voice. "It's all my fault that I didn't win the trust of my children and become a good mother ..." When I heard this, my nose ached and I didn't know where I got the courage. I rushed into the room, threw myself into my stepmother's arms and shouted "Mom". Stepmother hugged me and said nothing. When my father saw all this, his eyes were full of tears, and he could not help but shed tears of happiness and warmth.

Stepmother's Love Composition 2 My father found me a stepmother, and my heart was always a little bumpy.

Last winter vacation, after the New Year, I rushed to do the homework assigned by the teacher. Due to time constraints. I choose to copy all the knowledge points of each course together, and then suddenly recite them. The stepmother saw it and said softly, "What's the use of copying so hard?" I casually said, "I'll recite it again." She sighed. "If you insist on copying, you have to ask your father to come forward." My stomach full of gas suddenly erupted like a volcanic eruption, shouting, "Go? You should go! What can I do except complain! " I saw her face go white with tears in her eyes. My heart was tight for a while, and I was no longer interested in learning.

In the afternoon, my father asked me if I copied my study, but I still defended myself. Unlike the stepmother, my father gave an ultimatum in a few words, "I'll give you a test before going to school." If you fail, you won't have to go to school! " Listen, this is birds of a feather! My heart is as cold as falling into an ice kiln. This home has no place for me!

I left home silently. Go straight along this road. I don't know where to go. Tired from walking for a long time, I knocked on my classmate's door and prepared to spend the night. I will go to a distant relative's house tomorrow. I really envy my classmates having a warm home. They are very enthusiastic about me and my family is very happy. Alas, I wish I had such a home!

Suddenly, my classmate's father's cell phone rang, and there came a strange and familiar voice, so hoarse and weak. It's my stepmother! After turning off the phone, they began to comfort me: "Rest here tonight and go home tomorrow." I nodded blankly. At that moment, I tasted the salty taste of the corners of my mouth, and tears of disappointment had already flowed down my cheeks.

Half an hour later, my stepmother came to pick me up. As soon as she saw me, she cast a loving look, gentle and kind. Shoes and pants are dirty', obviously after a long journey! She chatted with her classmates' parents apologetically, looking so haggard and weak. At that moment, I seemed to see my dead mother. I couldn't say a word, but kindly called her, "Mom!"

Stepmother's Love Composition 3 Through the study of junior high school biology knowledge, we know that it is not easy for parents to raise us. Everyone has the right to choose his friends, but not his parents. Because we can come into this world because of our parents' genes, we have no choice. In class, the teacher called on every student to thank his parents, do something for them and write a composition thanking them. Let me think. Finally, I want to thank my mother now, but I don't want to thank her, because she is not my biological mother, but my stepmother.

At the age of nine, my mother died of a serious illness. Since then, my world has only my father. I always envy seeing other students coquetry in my mother's arms.

Three years later, my father remarried and I entered junior high school. Facing the new mother, I can't accept it for a while. I don't talk to her at ordinary times, and I often stay in a daze at school, so my academic performance has also dropped a lot.

One day, when I came home from school, my father happened to be watching TV at home. I went to my dad and said, Dad, can you give me four yuan for breakfast? Dad said there was breakfast at school, so just give it two yuan. He also said that girls should be rich and boys should be cheap. I didn't want to argue with him either, so I went back to my room in frustration. Go to the toilet at night, pass by my parents' window, and hear my stepmother advising my father that my son should grow up and give him four yuan for breakfast every day. When I went to school the next morning, I found that the two yuan I used to put on the table had risen to four yuan, which was due to the cool breeze on my stepmother's pillow, and I was very grateful to her.

Once, my stepmother caught a cold and looked a little serious. I called my father and told him that my stepmother was ill. When my father came home, he took his stepmother to the hospital. After coming home from the hospital with an injection, her father told her to have a good rest. She really insisted on cooking dinner for me. Seeing her listless, I said I would cook noodles myself. After eating noodles, I cooked her a bowl of fish soup. My stepmother was very moved, and my father was very happy, praising me for being sensible.

Through a period of getting along, I found warmth from this newly formed family. The relationship with my stepmother has gradually improved a lot, my father's smile has also increased a lot, and my academic performance has also improved a lot.

Thank my stepmother for not caring about my little mistakes and for everything she has done for her family. I will study hard and repay your kindness in the future.

Stepmother's Love Composition 4 "Mom"-"Mom" What a kind name and warm words, this is my heartfelt call.

Everyone has a father and a mother. When I was very young, my parents divorced, and the name "mom" was far away from me. I became a child without parents. Only grandparents raised them. When I am sensible, I am envious and jealous when I see my children with their parents. I blamed and hated my mother and vowed never to call "mom" again.

When I was 4 years old, my father found me a new mother. At that time, I was too young to be sensible and didn't take it to heart. With the passage of Shui Yue, I grew up and became sensible. I always hear people say that my stepmother has a bad heart and is more poisonous than a poisonous snake. So in the process of contact with her, I always have prejudice against her and stay away from her at any time. Never call her mom, just call her aunt.

Once, she came to my grandmother's house, took my hand and smiled and said to me, "Aunt Ling, come here and I'll take you to buy clothes." I shook her hand hard and said, "I don't want you to buy it, my grandmother will buy it for me." "As the twist a head and ran. But in the later days, I felt that she was meticulous to me. Is a gentle and refined good mother.

It was a summer morning. I went to Huangtupo with my grandparents and aunts. When I was walking on the road, I jumped up and accidentally tripped over a big stone. At that time, my knee broke a large piece of skin, and my aunt saw it. She immediately picked me up, pointed it at my wound and sucked it with her mouth. I quickly pushed her with my hand: "No, my feet are too dirty." "No, this blood will be infected if it is not cleaned." She can't bow her head. As soon as her lips touched my feet, I felt a warm current rush into my heart. Even my own mother doesn't love me so much! Suddenly I felt that my throat was blocked, and two lines of tears from my nose were streaming down, right on her face. She suddenly looked up and saw me in tears, apologizing again and again: "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" I couldn't control myself any longer, muttering to myself, "Mom." She seemed to hear something, then suddenly looked up and looked at me inquiringly. "Mom." I couldn't help myself anymore, let out a cry and threw myself into her arms and cried. My mother was so happy that she cried.

People say that stepmother's heart is hotter than snake venom, and stepmother's heart is hotter. I am unfortunate, but I am also lucky in misfortune, because I have the most precious thing in the world-sacred maternal love, and I also understand that true maternal love is sincere and selfless and full of self-sacrifice spirit.

Stepmother's Love Composition Article 5 People often say: "The tail of the wasp and the heart of the stepmother are the most poisonous." Once upon a time, I thought so.

My mother gave birth to me for more than a month and died. Soon, my stepmother came to our house. Maybe it's because I lost my mother My grandmother loves me very much and left me to live with her. When I was a child, I often heard stories of stepmother abusing children. Whenever I go to bed at night, my grandmother pats me and hums with tears, "Chinese cabbage, Huangtian, divorced my mother at the age of two or three …", which makes me cry quietly.

Slowly, I think: Stepmothers in the world are vicious women. So, I don't want to talk to my stepmother. I object to what she asks me to do. Every morning, my stepmother gets up early and prepares breakfast for us. She didn't go to work until we went to school after dinner. As soon as autumn came, she prepared warm cotton-padded clothes for my grandmother and me early. But I think she did all this for others. It was not until something happened last autumn that I completely changed my opinion of her.

It was one morning, when I got up, I saw that my stepmother didn't prepare bread, fried dough sticks and other delicious food for me. There were only a few dry biscuits on the table, and I thought to myself, well, abuse has finally come! So, I angrily walked out of the door, simply didn't go to school, took up my schoolbag with several classmates, went to play in the distance, and didn't come home all day. When my stepmother heard the news that I had run away from home, she was very anxious and looked everywhere. It was not until late at night that I was found in a dark corner and taken home.

As soon as I entered the house, I didn't expect to lose my temper at my favorite grandmother: "Where have you been, you heartless thing?" How much the whole family has paid for you! How dare you come back? Get out of here! "I said, and picked up a cane and hit me. At this time, my stepmother quickly stopped my grandmother, held me in her arms and said, "Son! You will never go out alone again. What if something happens? " I pushed her arm away. Grandma looked at it and got angry again: "Your mother was sick all day and ran around looking for you, and didn't even take care of eating. You still treat her like this! "

After listening to grandma's words, I realized that my stepmother was ill today. I looked up and saw my stepmother's amiable face and loving eyes, and her caring scenes came to my mind one by one. Deeply moved, I threw myself into my stepmother's arms and cried out the first sincere voice with tears in my eyes: "Mom."

Now, I am proud to tell people that my stepmother has a heart of gold. She treats me better than her own mother.

Stepmother's love composition 6 "Stepmother? Hum, such people are not good things! Hey, people who only love children and let them bully other children at home ... damn it. "Perhaps, many people can't help feeling this way after hearing the name" stepmother ". In fact, a person's fate is predestined by heaven. There is only one word to describe you and your family-fate. It is not easy for people to get together from strangers, let alone start a family. We should cherish this fate.

I have a stepmother. I don't think she is bad to me, and I don't care. I just want her to listen to my heart:

Mom, I think every mother is considerate and takes care of her children. I don't want you to treat me as your child, but you should at least make me feel that I have a home and a caring father. Every weekend when I go home, I do a lot of things. I know you are busy, and I don't blame you, but why don't you stop saying that my father liked me too much when he wanted to work for me? Have I done less than my sister since we got along? Do I do less work than my sister? Am I cleaner and lighter than my sister? You used to blame me for being clumsy, but did you teach me? Eight or nine-year-olds certainly don't do as well as teenagers, do they?

Do you know that?/You know what? In the past, every time my classmates were fighting for food and clothing, I would hide away, because I didn't interrupt, because I didn't know fashion at all, not that I didn't know thrift, but how many people were still wearing patched clothes. Although my clothes are not bad now, how much did you spend? Every time I go home, I just cook casually. Why don't you ask me if I like it? But every time my sister comes back? You will drag her to sell * * *, ask her what she likes to eat, buy what she likes to eat, kill chickens and buy jiaozi ... Have you thought about me?

I think what every student wants most after failing in the exam is the comfort and encouragement from teachers and parents. Every time my father and teacher encouraged me, inspiring me to move forward and work hard. What about you? Every time I stimulate me with something I can't bear, and call me stupid and arrogant in front of my neighbors and relatives, don't you care about my feelings? It is my fault that I didn't do well in the exam. I didn't study hard, but I was also very happy. You should think about my enthusiasm.

And mom, please don't always quarrel with dad, okay? It's not easy for him to support this family. Don't burden him any more, ok?

Mom, please understand me, listen to my heart and give me a warm home, ok?