-Write an essay on the topic of maternal love, write down the details, and write down the most touching scene. There must be a question. It is best if there is an inscription on the second volume of the eighth grade book.

600-800 words

Another form of maternal love is more precious

Zhang Chunjiao, Class 05-1

I have never had my mother’s love or hug. But I often experienced my mother’s lessons and cold treatment.

There are not many good memories in my scattered memories. My mother did not hold my hand across the road, and my mother did not take me to and from school. , I fell down and cried loudly. My mother walked away without looking back, and coldly said to me: "Hurry up." Seeing other mothers hugging their children, kissing and hugging them, I just felt like a child. Just abandoned grass, no one wants it.

I hate my mother, I hate her indifference, I hate why she is my mother!

As the days go by, I As I grew up day by day, the generation gap between my mother and I became wider and wider, and in the end I even ignored her.

When I was in the fifth grade, I encountered difficulties in study and my grades declined. My mother knew that it was not Sarcasm is sarcasm, and I even gave a few examples while eating. XX next door was admitted to a provincial key high school, and XXX was admitted to a prestigious university. When I heard this, my head almost exploded. I slammed the door and I was sulking in the room, leaving my mother with her mouth open.

I wanted to "retaliate" against my mother, and I wanted to get good grades to make my mother angry.

So I I studied early and late, and the words of summer bit me all over. I endured the itch and continued to work hard. Sometimes, my mother also gave me a cup of tea, but I never drank it. I thought it was a sarcasm and ridicule to me.

The results paid off. In that monthly exam, I entered the house holding the first place. I thought my mother would be mad, but my mother laughed and I was stunned...

I still disobeyed my mother. I wanted to do more things for myself to make my mother angry. So I learned to wash clothes and ride a bicycle... I thought that I could take care of myself enough, so I decided to leave this home.

I dug out my things, but when I was digging through the things, I found a small box. I opened it and there were several diaries in it. In the diary, there were photos of my mother holding me. How happy I was at that time! From a diary, I learned how much my mother devoted to me. The reason why my mother treated me like this was because she wanted to use provocation. It said, "Sometimes I also want to say sorry to my child, but... I am also afraid that the child will not grow up, but when faced with the child's crying little face, my heart is always twisted. "Oh, mom, you have good intentions, how much mental torture you have suffered for me...

"Squeak", the door opened and my mother came back. I ran up, hugged my mother and started crying.

It turns out that another form of maternal love is more precious.

(Word count: 760)

Commentary: This article combines narrative and description to describe the event in a complete and detailed manner without any nondescript "fat". It's called a narrative. Looking back at the compositions written by some students, narratives are not like narratives, and argumentative essays are not like argumentative essays, which are really taboos in compositions. The title is tied at the end, which echoes the beginning and the end, and clearly points out the center. There are shortcomings in this article. , and the key point is that the ability to refine words and sentences needs to be improved. The score is 43 points.

Selfless

Liu Jingming of Class 05-1

There is one There is a kind of thing that you don’t know how to cherish when you have it. You don’t know how precious it is until you lose it.

There is a kind of dedication that silently pays after your success until you die.

There is a kind of dedication. This kind of embrace quietly disappears when you are bright and beautiful, and opens brightly when you are decadent.

This is maternal love, selfless maternal love.

"Mother Meng, choose your neighbor." "A son who is unfilial will lose his opportunity." In the past, Meng's mother moved three times in order to find a good learning environment for her son. She moved three times before settling down. After settling down, Mencius did not study hard. All the finished cloth was cut off, and Mencius was greatly shocked. From then on, he studied hard and finally became a Confucian master, whose name will be passed down through the ages. Just imagine what our "lesser sage" would be like without the words and deeds of Meng Mu

"Whoever says a word of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring", we cannot repay them, because sometimes the price cannot be repaid.

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A couple took their children to climb a mountain, but because the mountain road was under repair, they had to take a cable car up the mountain. Halfway through the car, the cable was in disrepair and could not withstand too much pressure, so it began to fall, and everything happened in an instant. To save his life, the couple raised the child above their heads before dying... The child was saved, but the young parents lost their lives forever.

Many people often complain about their parents, but if something happens to them Who else can you complain about? Cherish the present and care for your mother. Don't learn to cherish until you lose it.

"Filial piety is the first of all virtues". Filial piety is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation for five thousand years. Honoring our parents is our obligation and our bounden duty. Our mother has worked hard for us all her life, but we often make her angry. Some people even do not fulfill their obligation to support their parents. Such people deserve the noble word "human" Is it a word?

Mother's love is our safe haven, she shields us from the wind and rain.

Mother's love is our beacon, she guides the direction for us.

Mother's love She is our good teacher, she teaches us to distinguish right from wrong and learn to live. (Progressive comparison)

Selfless maternal love, our eternal everything.

(Word count: 625)

Commentary: This article can be regarded as an argumentative essay, but the style is very novel. The author can use argumentation to praise maternal love, and use the parallelism between the beginning and the end to create a "prose argumentation" The unique style of "essay". In addition, as an argumentative essay, this article comprehensively uses the two most important argumentation methods of presenting facts (argumentation with examples) and reasoning (rational argumentation), and uses them very skillfully. It is indeed the best among primary argumentative essays. Sample essay. Scored 43 points.

Actually, he was wrong

Liu Wenchao, Class 05-1

"Come on, your mother has given you a letter."

The son hurriedly ran out of the office, took the letter, and sent the postman away. The son walked into the house and couldn't wait to open the letter. "Are you okay? Everything is fine at home. Don't worry. Our old sow gave birth to 8 cubs today, and they will be ready for slaughter next year. By the way, I heard that the weather is very cold in your place. Don’t forget to wear two more layers of clothes when you go out. Don’t open the door when sleeping. Keep the window closed, and don't argue with others when something happens. We are country people, so we should be measured in our actions. If I know that you are doing something improper outside, I will not let you go when you come back."

This At first glance, the letter was written by Er Zhu, a neighbor. His mother could not read, and Er Zhu had only gone to school for three years. His handwriting was very ugly. The letter was simple and tasteless, and the surprise suddenly disappeared. .But even though it was tasteless, the son still wrote a reply and sent it home.

A month later, my mother wrote again. Compared with the previous letter, this letter actually has no new news. The only difference is that I just changed "Don't open the window when sleeping" to "Don't forget to close the window when sleeping", but at the end of the letter, a few lines were crossed out, but it can be seen that "Mom knows, you are in the city." "It's not easy to live here, but my family is not rich either."... There will be no more later. In fact, this is no longer clear. My mother wants to ask for money from me, but I am different from home in the city. I can't do anything. He had to spend money, he didn’t have many clothes, and he was very particular about food. Where could he have money to send home? He put the letter in the drawer.

He didn’t write a reply. For several months, he There was no reply, so he put all the letters from his mother intact in the drawer. Once he met Xiao Zhang, a fellow villager, who told him, "Your mother asked me to ask you why you didn't reply. She thought Something happened to you." He returned to the office, opened the drawer, and picked up an unopened letter. As soon as he opened the letter, a 10-yuan note fell out of the letter. Looking at the end of the letter, it turned out to be: "Mom knows that it's not easy for you to live in the city, but your family is not rich either. From now on, Mom can only give you 10 yuan a month. I hope you can eat something good..."

That's it! Everything is the son's fault...

(Word count: 685)

Commentary: This is a short novel. Students who want to write a short novel should remember that a short novel The key to winning lies in clever conception and vivid description. This article achieves that.

It is thought-provoking and thought-provoking. We recommend students to bravely try various styles of compositions and find their own "specialty".

The Wind and Rain Pavilion in the Heart

05 - Jiang Bo, Class 1

I used to be very withdrawn and didn’t know how to enjoy the happiness in the world. When most others enjoyed the warm care, I didn’t take it seriously. I never carefully observed the actions of people around me, so I ignored my mother's deep love for me.

My mother was very nagging, which annoyed me. I always thought that my mother's nagging was unnecessary, so I sometimes shut it out. On a rainy day "Don't forget to bring an umbrella," and "put on less clothes on a hot day" are all things that I should take for granted...

As a result, I finally found out in my conscience that there is a nagging person beside me. It was my mother who was showing me sincere love. She was the mother who had raised me for more than ten years and often complained about "turning it away". I was in great pain. I seemed to feel My hot heart was bleeding, and every drop was like a knife cutting me, causing me unspeakable pain. I wanted to confess to my mother, but I couldn't let go of the so-called manly spirit. I came to her several times, and I couldn't help but feel the pain I felt before. My courage will be completely exhausted. My mother seemed to have noticed something, but she didn’t say anything. She just asked me to put down the burden in my heart, saying that she didn’t blame me. No wonder the saying goes, mother and child are connected!

Mother She knows me very well, and every move I make will be filtered in front of my mother like a movie. Although there are very few secrets between my mother and I. The failure of an exam made me a little discouraged, and I was afraid that my mother would blame me if she found out. Pretending to be happy. Everyone knows that people who have something on their mind can't pretend to be okay. My mother gave me two eggs during the meal. I thought that my mother didn't blame me. Who knew that there was a mystery hidden in the eggs. When I was sleeping, I found a A note, you did well on the "Two Eggs" test! I suddenly realized.

Mother's love is always in the subtleties, a look in your eyes when you are confused, a careful care when you are sick, and a word of encouragement when you fail. Words, those are all strong maternal love!

Maternal love is not easy to detect, maternal love is very small; maternal love is unforgettable, maternal love is very big!

There are only a few times in a person's life The person who loves you the most, and mother is the first one.

Mother's love is really great and worth cherishing forever!

(Word count: 625 words.)

Commentary: Scored 46 points. This article captures two things about my mother to describe. It depicts my own psychology very delicately and highlights the greatness of maternal love. The language of this article is very stylish, quite similar to Zhu Ziqing's "Back View" The taste of the book makes people feel relaxed and happy when reading it, and they are full of admiration. The only shortcoming is that the ending is a little bit too loose, unable to grasp people's hearts, and it fails to stick to the title.

Genius

Zhao Yaping, Class 05-1

Maternal love is the most selfless love in the world. Mother is always a haven for her children.

My mother is the most ordinary rural woman , she does not have a face as beautiful as a star, but she has a love as broad as the earth. It is this broad love that makes her a "genius". (I always write that my mother is a "genius")

When I was a child, I have always wanted to have beautiful dolls, delicious chocolates, and magical bubble gum, so I always asked my mother for money. My mother discovered my "intention" and did not criticize me, but told me that every penny is worth it. What is hard-earned should not be wasted casually. In the era in which they lived, even a penny could buy many things, such as candy and ice cream... At this time, my mother was a "mathematician", and I knew it from then on. Diligent and frugal.

When I grew up, I went to school, but at that time I thought going to school was a very boring thing. I would sit there and listen to the teacher talk, talk, talk every day, and I didn’t want to go to school. My mother knew what I was thinking, but she did not force me. Instead, she told me that going to school might be really boring, but that is the only way for rural children to change their destiny. Only by going to school can they become a useful person and contribute to the motherland in the future. Contribution... At this time, my mother was a "philosopher". From then on, I knew how to face difficulties.

By adolescence, I was no longer a child. I had my own ideas and plans for the future. plan, and my parents’ opinions gradually became unreasonable in my eyes. Gradually,

I closed my heart and refused to talk to my parents. My mother knew that I was like a little wild horse at this time. What I needed was not beating or scolding, but understanding and tolerance. She told me that she didn’t want to pry into my secrets. Instead, she wanted to share my troubles. She was willing to help me and be my friend... At this time, my mother was a "psychologist". From then on, I learned to communicate with others. (The beauty of the above three paragraphs is self-evident. )

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A person may not have brothers, sisters, or friends, but he must have a mother. Mother not only gives us life, but also teaches us the principles of life. Unmatched by every great person.

Mother's love is the warmest. The warmth of the sun only warms your skin, but maternal love can warm your heart. (Analogy, contrast)

My mother is a "genius".

Your mother is a "genius".

His mother is a "genius". (Expanding from oneself to you, me and him )

All mothers in the world are "geniuses". Only by riding on the boat of maternal love can we understand the bitterness behind "genius". (Deepen the center)

Mother's love is the world The most selfless love in the world, a mother is always a haven for her children. (Echoing from beginning to end, integrated, what a beautiful style!)

(Word count: 750 words)

Comment: This This article is beautifully written, in chronological order, and distinctively shows that my mother is a "mathematician", "philosopher", and "psychologist". The paragraph form is very neat and full of poetry. My mother is a person full of The "genius" of love runs through the entire text. The writing is compact, generous and decent. It scored 46 points. As a champion essay, are there any students who are not convinced?)

Mother's love is by your side

05-1 Class Wang Mingliang

There are some giants around us who care about us all the time, but we are as if we are in a dream and have no idea. Whenever we need care, they will Stand up, shoulder the heavy responsibility, and stay with us.

When the summer night rain comes, the fierce wind blows, and the thin little one falls alone on the branch, eagerly looking forward to her. Returned. It was very cold in its heart, and bursts of cold light emitted from its eyes.

A cry in the distance aroused it, igniting a fire in its heart, and its eyes were eager for her. The coming fire. It no longer waited, jumped up, flapped its wings rapidly, and flew into her huge arms. Her arms were so warm, warm enough to melt the ice and snow, that is what a mother can do The love given to children.

After the storm, it walked out of its mother's arms and went to play with its companions. It was not very skilled in flying, but it was able to go out with its companions who were older than it. They set off , flying upward together, practicing flying skills in the very high air, you come and I go, shuttle back and forth, like a big spider web. Suddenly, there was a "bang", a gun sounded, and a beautiful spider web seemed to be stabbed It broke like that and floated away in all directions. At this time, it was unfamiliar with flying skills and was panicking. It didn't know where to fly. "Bang", another sound, flew from the end of its tail, and it was almost hit. , but this sound was enough to make it faint. It persisted in flying for a few times, and rushed towards the forest swayingly. The fear in its heart made it lose the ability to control itself. "Boom", it fell into the river. Two gunshots The sound made her mother fly involuntarily to look for her baby. It struggled helplessly in the river, and walked step by step towards the darkness. It no longer even had the strength to struggle. At this extremely critical moment At the juncture, she appeared again, and the giant appeared again. Because of her appearance, it gained strength and confidence. It used up the last bit of strength in its body and jumped up, only two or three centimeters in height. But these two Three centimeters later, the giant seized the opportunity and galloped across the water, grabbed its child with both claws, flapped its wings and flew away. Struggling on the edge of the dark abyss, because of her appearance, it The sun rises in our hearts, full of hope.

As "giants", they will always give us hope, warmth and light.

Word count: 728 words .

Comment: The most prominent feature of this article

It uses metaphors throughout the text, comparing the mother to a giant; the description is very vivid, and it is good at grasping the details for specific descriptions. Vivid and specific details are one of the important magic weapons for scoring narrative articles. However, this article also has obvious The shortcoming is that it fails to clearly point out that the giant is the mother, and the "it" in the article is the child in reality. In Fan Wei's words, it is "a bit messy". Score 40 points.

Love to eat fish The man with the head

Wang Fengxiang

When I was a child, fish was often eaten at home. But in my impression, my mother had never eaten the meat on the back of a fish. My mother always He gave me the fish without the head, but he ate the fish head with relish. I thought the fish head was delicious. Once, I secretly ate a fish head, but the result was completely different from what I imagined. It was too unpalatable. From now on, every time I eat fish, I put the fish head into my mother's bowl with "filial piety".

As I grow older and mature mentally, I realize that "my mother loves to eat" The absurdity and childishness of "Fish Head".

"The thread is in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes on the wanderer's body are closely stitched before leaving, for fear of returning later." Yes! There may be a person in the mother's heart who is not her. not themselves, but their children. The Tibetan antelope kneels down to the hunter in order to protect its young. Isn’t this the true meaning of maternal love! (It would be better to list a few similar examples of general expressions of maternal love in this paragraph)

Pregnancy in ten months is just for the purpose of giving birth. The mother's responsibility begins, and then a great thing is born in the world - maternal love. I would like to ask, which mother will abuse her children? Which mother would not care about her children's every move (this paragraph is a bit empty)

I remember a philosopher once said: The greatest thing in the world is Maternal love. Indeed, mothers deserve the word great. Therefore, how can mother’s greatness be expressed in words

Mother’s love is a cotton coat when you are cold.

Motherly love is a bowl of rice when you are hungry.

Motherly love is a beacon of light when you are confused.

Motherly love is... (Ellipses should not be used here, should be Write the complete sentences before using them)

From life to death, to every detail, everything reveals the mother’s unspeakable and great love for her children. This is a selfless love. , this is a sincere love, this is a love from the heart.

Motherly love, great love!

(If I write this at the end: "For maternal love This sacred word, do you still have the heart to put the fish head in front of her? "Students, think about it, what effect does it have?" (Word count: 528)

Commentary : This article has a fair ability to formulate words and sentences, and the ideas are also very clear, with clear layers and a prominent center. However, it suffers from too few words and insufficient content. It scored 39 points.

The feeling of loss

The feeling of loss

05-1 Class Shi Enguang

I have long forgotten the feeling of my mother hugging me, and now I am searching hard.

Every morning, I will be called by the delicious breakfast I woke up, and then I heard a gentle voice: "Let's eat." I don't know when she prepared the meal and put it on the table.

Every time I come home from school in the evening, my room is always It's clean and neat. I know it was my mother who cleaned it for me during her busy schedule.

Every time I was about to leave for school, a voice floated to my ears: "On the way. Be careful." I know this is the concern shown from the bottom of my heart by my mother.

So I no longer look for warm embraces, because I am in this warm embrace. The embrace is not just an action, It is the embodiment of great love, it is the epitome of no regrets, it is the spirit of selfless dedication, it is the sum of blessings and care.

I no longer look for warm embraces, precisely because I live in a kind of great love - maternal love. Even if the things that express this great love are simple and ordinary. Great love has no words, and maternal love has no regrets. Let us deeply understand this sentence.

If people lose maternal love, it is like losing their eyes, and darkness will follow; if people lose maternal love, it is like losing motivation, and the future will be bleak. Don’t hesitate anymore,

Go search, discover, and experience the maternal love around you! Don’t lose it before you know how to cherish it. Then you will regret it.

Now I have come to an important conclusion: even if mothers embrace us No matter how vague your feelings are, it doesn’t matter, because the great maternal love is quietly accompanying you.

(Word count: 473)

Commentary: The content is not substantial enough, the word count is too high The only shortcoming of this article is the lack of it. This is also a common problem faced by many students. Please think deeply and take warning.

Motherly Love

Sun Haiying, Class 05-1

I have never felt the greatness of maternal love, but I am often immersed in the ordinary. My childhood memories are of my mother’s nagging, and my naive ideal is to get rid of the scolding. But in the end I realized: maternal love, ordinary can no longer be ordinary. , the great can no longer be great.

I always want to follow my mother, and I am afraid that I will grow up one day. Because when I have my mother, I am no longer afraid of anything. When the wind comes, my mother will block it; Here I am, protected by my mother. Under the sun, I am never afraid of wind and rain.

The unrehearsed innocence eventually lost to natural growth. I am no longer afraid of the wind and rain in the sky. The wind and rain in my heart began to fall. So, my mother let go and let me learn to grow up on my own.

As I matured, I walked under a blue sky. There was no more wind and rain, no more innocence. I began to do things cautiously. , but I will never forget to send a blessing to the mother whose silver thread is gradually covering her forehead.

Now, when things happen, my mother will still care deeply about her. The children cry, and the dripping It was her tears, and her stretched cheeks were slightly raised when her children smiled.

I had vowed to honor her, but I didn’t know that the warmth in my heart was the coldness in her heart that she would never accept. .

Many things in life cannot be expressed in words, just like children are the happiest burden of the mother.

Mother gives too much, and we give too little in return. (390 words )

Commentary: This article is similar to Shi Enguang’s article. The only shortcoming is that the content is not expanded and the number of words is not enough. The language of this article is very beautiful.

"Dead" Maternal Love

Zhao Ting, Class 05-1

Every mother can die for the love of her children, so this "dead" maternal love becomes eternal maternal love.

——Title

This is a true story. (Introduce the story straight to the point)

A boy and his mother have been dependent on each other since childhood, and their life is extremely miserable. The child lacks everything. , the only thing that does not lack is maternal love. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and the boy has reached the age of marriage, but no one has ever liked the boy, not only because he is poor, but also because he has no father. The boy’s mother often sheds tears for this matter Washing the face. Finally one day, a wealthy lady from a wealthy family fell in love with the boy and agreed to marry him, but the only condition was that the boy give his mother's heart to her. The boy told his mother about this while hesitating. The mother was startled at first, and then said without hesitation: "Okay, child, for your happiness, mother is willing to do anything." So the boy, crying in pain, took out the mother's heart and held it in his hands. He quickly He ran out of the house, but tripped over a stone.

At this time, a voice asked: "My child, does it hurt from the fall?" That voice was the voice of the mother's heart who fell on her. (After telling the story, make some simple comments and emotions, and then find a way to naturally transition to your own example)

When I first heard this story, I was moved for a long, long time. I couldn’t help but think of me My mother is an ordinary mother. Although she has never done anything earth-shattering, in her nagging, I heard her mother’s care for me; in her warnings, I heard her mother’s care for me. ; In those calls, I heard my mother's worry about me. (Care, care, worry, these three words are somewhat repetitive and should be revised. This paragraph lacks a specific and vivid description of my mother, so it seems Empty)

All mothers in the world are the same. They are equally selfless and can dedicate their lives to their children. (After this sentence, I personally feel that some selfless mothers in real life should be quoted. story summary

Listed to enrich the content) This is especially true for my mother. At this moment, I truly understand Meng Jiao’s emotion: "Whoever speaks from the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light."

When difficulties come, only Mothers are the first to rush in front of their children; when their children are hit, the first thing they think of is their mother's warm embrace; when faced with life and death, mothers would rather die than make their children happy. (This parallelism The sentences are not neat, which affects the score)

So, because of eternity, maternal love will not die.

(Word count: 690)

Comment: This article The shortcoming of the article is that it fails to combine narrative description with lyrical discussion, and fails to describe my "mother" in concrete details, so it seems that the article is insufficient in emotion. Although the number of words is sufficient, the content still seems a bit empty.)

Mother's Arms

Liu Xianmin, Class 05-1

"Only mothers are good in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure. Hiding in mother's arms, happiness cannot be enjoyed ..."Almost everyone can sing this well-known children's song, known to both women and children, but few people truly realize its beauty. I am one of the lucky ones.

Perhaps, you It would be said that we all grew up in our mother's arms. Yes, but when we were still babies and were babbling, how could we realize it? And when we grow up, who would hide in our mother's arms?

My mother’s embrace is warm. I remember that when I took the exam after graduating from elementary school and entering junior high school, I failed miserably. When I learned that I had passed dozens of exams, I felt that my heart was broken. In fact, everyone makes mistakes sometimes, but I couldn't bear it. I cried until the sky was dark and the sun and the moon were dim (a bit exaggerated). When my mother saw my red and swollen eyes, she suddenly Got it. She didn't say anything, just touched my head. I couldn't help it anymore, hugged my mother and hid in her arms. I felt very warm immediately. I felt that my heart was slowly healing. , because there is something that inspires me. I want to turn grief into strength.

From now on, no matter what troubles I encounter, I will tell it in my mother’s arms, and my mother is always patient. Listen, until I fell asleep, and when I woke up, nothing happened.

Mother's love is really great, it is like the vast sea, allowing your little boat to glide in the middle of it. So , friend, when you encounter troubles, instead of writing a diary and talking about it, you might as well hide in your mother's arms directly, and you will feel infinite warmth.

Commentary: The focus of this article is highlighted, The language is quite fluent, but it does not get a high score (35 points). What are the reasons? Through analysis, the following conclusions are drawn: First, the number of words is not enough (500 words), and the content is not substantial; second, the description is lacking, and the article reads bland; third It’s because of poor refining of words and sentences, resulting in serious consequences of lack of vividness.

Therefore, I tried to modify paragraphs 3 and 4:

Paragraph 3 was modified to:

Mom’s embrace is always warm. I still remember the exam from elementary school to junior high school. I did a terrible job. The red crosses on the test paper were demonstrative to me, completely ignoring my Sad. I held my cheek and stared at the blackboard. I felt that my eyes were blurry. I turned a deaf ear to the teacher's endless explanation. The moment the bell rang, I realized that my eyes were full of tears...

The still red door changed its face like the weather, and the original smile was suddenly replaced by coldness. When I finally opened the door, I met my mother's deep eyes. I lowered my head carefully and took careful steps. , carefully waiting for my mother's thunderous wrath. There was no sound, no sound. I didn't dare to look up, but I could clearly see my sweat hitting the ground drop by drop. Suddenly, a warm hand gently placed my hand on the ground. On my head, it was the most beautiful touch, and the sun rose in my heart instantly. I raised my head gently, and I couldn't help it anymore. I hugged my mother, hid in her arms, and let my tears flow. I scratched my cheek and just shouted: "Mom..."

There is a kind of love called silent encouragement, and only mother's arms can be worthy of this praise. I want to turn grief into strength.

The original 4 paragraphs are modified to:

In the future, no matter what troubles you encounter,

, I would whisper in my mother's arms, and my mother would listen patiently as always, until I fell asleep with a smile on my face. When I woke up, all my worries disappeared.

The above two I believe that the students have learned something from the example of paragraph modification. Then, pick up your pen, try boldly, modify your composition, and strive to make it perfect.

Attached is an article about maternal love. Article:

A letter from home

Wu Juan

The moon has risen, but the sky is not clear. The miserable moonlight illuminates the messy Tangshan In the city, the hazy sky is still filled with the terror of a major earthquake. A light is on in Room 2 of the Eighth Ambulance Medical Team, and nurse Gao Jie is lying beside the bed writing a letter home.

Yang Chen: I I am writing to you in the lounge of the medical team. There is no normal electricity here, and I feel more moody in the candlelight. It has been seven days since we arrived in the earthquake-stricken area that day. It was not until tonight that some of the medical staff came to rest. Most of them fought continuously for days and nights, and could only drink a glass of water and chew a few biscuits between operations. At this time, snoring could be heard in the lounge, and they slept soundly.

It was windy, and the tent was under Squirming. Little Danxi turned over and fell asleep again. Gao Jie covered her with the quilt.

There is something special that I want to tell you. Three days ago in the morning, a person panicked He brought a little girl under one year old and told us with tears that the rescuers found a mother and daughter at the corner of a collapsed building. They sawed open the floor with difficulty, but the injured young mother had passed away, and the little girl was still there. In the shock, it turned out that the mother cut the blood vessels in her right arm and replaced the milk with warm blood, which saved her daughter. There were blood stains around the little girl's lips, her face was pale, and her whole body was cold. The old dean gave the order in a hoarse voice: "Go all out to rescue her." ..."Artificial respiration, infusion, and doctors and nurses took turns holding the little girl in their arms to raise her body temperature. After two hours of first aid and eight hours of first-level care, this fragile life was finally taken back from the hands of death. 1 Queen, the little girl unexpectedly called "Mom" in her faint milky voice in a daze, and everyone present cried. At this time, I seemed to believe the "motto" in your article: The love between mother and child, first of all A kind of nature, it is a biological engineering stored in the body.

The candlelight flickered. Little Danxi breathed steadily, and she sucked her lips vigorously a few times. She might have dreamed of her mother.

From your article, I learned about your happy childhood because you had a kind mother. Life was difficult in the 1960s. Your mother ate wild vegetables and stuffed the saved dry food into your schoolbag. How many years , your mother went through all the trouble to let you appear on the school stage wearing a new top. You said that "love" is always an insoluble bond between humans.

Now it's time to show you my cards. These days , I have been nursing this little girl. She accidentally called "Mom", and I blushed and my heart beat, but there was always an uncontrollable impulse that repeatedly knocked on my heart. I wanted her to be our daughter. I have given She named her "Dan Xi", hoping that her future would be full of sunshine.

Yang Chen, I have reason to believe that you will agree to me, because maternal love is created in your heart through the transmission of related blood lines. Kindness.

Attached are some topics for essays about "maternal love":

1 Send you a bouquet of carnations 2 Oh, Mom! 3 Love in the spring rain 4 The education of love 5 Fine Yurun is silent 6 The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the wanderer's body 7 A beacon on my growth path 8 Mother's love - the train to spring 9 The drifting bottle of love

10 The fish standing on the shore (mother and I am still a fish standing on the shore, with the same difficulty breathing. My mother wants to moisten my life with tears and saliva) 11 I love you! Dear mother! 12 That touch of spring on the forehead 13 A piece of white gauze