Gentle mother writes 550 words.

My mother's gentle care surrounded me. No matter where I am or what I am doing, that tender care is there. Next, I collected 550 words of gentle mother's composition for your reference only, hoping to help you.

My mother is gentle and irritable. She is amiable when she is gentle, and always makes me nervous when she is irritable. I am most afraid of making my mother angry. My mother is the most irritable when she is angry.

My mother is very gentle most of the time. She takes care of my food and drinks and cares about me every day. It's cold, and she always tells me to wear one more. When the weather is hot, she always prepares herbal tea for me to relieve the heat. My mother studies with me every day and often tells me stories. ...

But as long as I'm not good, my mother gets angry, which really makes me unbearable. I failed in a math unit exam once, but I don't care. When I came home from school, I put down my schoolbag and picked up my mother's mobile phone to play games. My mother asked me, "How did you do in the exam?" I said while playing, "No way, it's too difficult, I didn't do well in the exam!" " When my mother saw me fooling around, she was so angry that she suddenly yelled at me, "Don't play if you don't do well in the exam! There is no ambition at all! " I was having a good time, and I was really surprised by my mother's yelling. I quickly put down my mobile phone and opened my schoolbag to study. My mother was so angry that she couldn't stop cursing me endlessly, which made me hide in the study and never come out again. In the evening, after dinner, my mother was still angry. But in the end, I was very patient, sat down with me, found out the reason why I didn't do well in the test paper, and helped me analyze how to correct the wrong questions. My mother scolded me again for my careless mistake. ...

In fact, my mother is still very gentle many times. I know that whether my mother is gentle or irritable, it's all because of me. Whether my mother is gentle or irritable, it is love to me! But I prefer my mother's gentleness!

Chapter 2: Gentle mother's composition 550 words1.63m medium build, oval face, dark hair, bright eyes and flawless teeth. In the sun, it looks like a fairy in the distance. Who is that beautiful person? That man is my mother!

My mother is 39 years old. Although she looks very old, her beauty is not worse than that of girls in 17 and 18. Others think that what I said is false, yes, it is not false at all. Once, I went shopping with my mother and met an acquaintance. He said, "I don't see how you became a girl of 17, 18 years old in two weeks.

My mother is not only beautiful, but also kind to me.

I remember one time I went to Hong Kong Ocean Park to play brave surfing, that is, two people took a boat and rushed down a slide 100 meters long. It's really super cool. One of the two seats is very dangerous and the other seat is not so dangerous. But my mother left the danger to herself and the safety to me. He resolutely accepted the seat and put me firmly in that safe place. It started and the ship landed quickly from a very high place. How much I enjoyed it at that time, but I was so excited again after the game. I asked my mother, "Do you still want to play?" My mother said, "All right." Just when I wanted to queue up, I saw my mother holding a paper towel in a corner of the playground. Don't stop wiping your arm; I saw blood on that tissue. I corrected my heart at once. I think I'm ruthless. My mother endured the pain for my fun and wanted to play with me. By the time I came to my senses, my mother had come over. In order not to worry me that he had a good time, he didn't say that he was hurt. When I was there, I felt maternal love hanging over me.

What a kind name mom is! Although my mother is not perfect. However, I found extraordinary love in ordinary maternal love. I love your mother! I will study hard and be filial to you!

My mother is not only hardworking, but also gentle. Her sweet smile makes me very happy.

I remember once, I was happily wiping the table with a towel. My father said to me outside the hall, "Daughter, lend me the towel in your hand. I want to clean the speakers. " Then he shouted, "Oh, it's so dirty!" " I handed the towel to my father and was about to turn around when my father shouted, "Oh dear! Isn't this the towel your mother washed her face? How can you use it to clean the table? " "Ah?" As soon as I heard my father say this, I blushed more than the sunset. Dad handed me the towel and said, "Come, let your mother have a look. Is this the towel she used to wash her face? " You are too smart to ask where the towel for cleaning the table is. "Dad's words like an arrow, pierced my young heart. I looked at my mother with a towel depressed, and my throat seemed to be blocked by a stone, so I couldn't speak. "What's the matter with you? "Mom looks at me." Is this ... is this towel for washing your face? "It's not easy for me to ask questions." Yes, why? "My mother's eyes were full of doubts, and I said hesitantly," I … I … "My mother saw that I didn't have time to speak, so she asked me," Did you wipe the kitten with my towel? " "no" "what is that?" "Shit! "I thought," Mom must have read my mind, and now she will be scolded! """I see. Did you wipe the table with my towel?" I nodded arrogantly, waiting for my mother to be furious, but unexpectedly, my mother didn't get angry, but said to me in a gentle tone, "It doesn't matter." Didn't she just wipe the table with my towel? " Mom, change another towel. Go and play! Don't be sad. "See my mother say so, my mouth was a smile.

My mother is so gentle. What kind of mother is your mother?

Chapter four: A gentle mother's composition of 550 words I have a gentle mother, who is generous in words and deeds, with fine facial features and always smiles gracefully. She used to have a pair of slender hands, but now she has become rough and cracked because she can't escape the clutches of busy years. Even so, she gave me help, courage and confidence with those hands. Love, in this way, flowed from her fingertips. ...

I remember that it was noon in June. The sun was scorching, the blue sky was cloudless, the surrounding air was sultry, the fireball-like sun was scorching the earth, and my mood became irritable with the hot weather. At this time, a man came to pick on me, and I talked back, but the other party didn't back down and even hurt my family, so we quarreled. Later, our quarrel intensified, and I was in a bad mood, so I fought with him. ...

When I got home, my father saw that I was dirty everywhere, so he came to ask about the situation. Knowing that I had a fight with someone else, he gave me a lecture without saying anything, but I felt very wronged. Hearing this, my mother asked me what happened, and I timidly told her everything. My mother didn't blame me after listening to it. She smiled and said softly, "son, your father taught you a lesson for a reason." He wants to tell you not to be impulsive. " "And I believe," my mother still smiled and stroked my head, saying, "You did it for a reason, so don't worry about today, let bygones be bygones, and just pay more attention next time." My mother's words touched me deeply. Like a spring rain, it moistened me.

My dying heart gave me courage and confidence. It is these gentle words that make me feel my mother's love and warmth. At this point, I want to say: "thank you, mom!" " "But because I was moved, I can only use tears to convey this sentence. ...

Mom, I will never forget your gentleness. I won't forget your smile. Can't everything you do for me express your love for me? I will always keep this love in my heart!

Chapter 5: Gentle Mother Composition 550 words "Mother is gentle, as gentle as a spring". Soft care begins in infancy and ends with eyes closed. Let's enjoy our life, it is as sweet as water. Mother is very strong, as strong as a rock. No matter the poor years or the disaster arrival, the most tenacious in the family is always the mother, who always holds up a sky with wordless strength and brings hope and light to the family.

How many 365 days have gathered your silent care and selfless care? Making clothes for her wayward boy's body, the thread in the hands of a loving mother, this scene, no matter when and where, will always be the warmest and most intimate picture. I used to think that I was the most bitter person and went to study far away from home. Now think about it. What a selfish and narrow-minded idea. In fact, the most bitter person is my mother. She hides her worries and thoughts in her heart, and can only talk to her children in her dreams when she thinks about them. When the children left home and set foot on the road to study again, this concern and mourning began again. As a result, day after day, year after year, children come along under the care of their mothers, graduate, work, get married and have children, and their mothers are getting old gradually because of their carelessness. The white hair on your temples indicates the passing of your youth, and the wrinkles on your forehead are engraved with the traces left by years.

Nowadays, the mother who did things quickly in those days was deprived of vitality and health by years and illness. Looking at her deteriorating body, pain, sadness and hatred will be entangled in her heart. The cruelty of painful years, the ruthlessness of painful diseases, and the hatred of my incompetence, as the quick meat of my mother, can not share any pain for her, but add pain to her, which is really unfilial.

The sky is big, but the maternal love is flawless, and the sea is deep, but the mother's parenting is deep. The height of the mountain is not higher than the mother's arms, so you can't be tired during the journey. Cross the road, cross the children's thoughts about their mother. ...