What is maternal love? Gorky said: Motherly love is the greatest power in the world. Without the help of selfless maternal love, the child's mind will be a desert. ? Indeed, maternal love is the most selfless love in the world; Maternal love, the kindest love in the world; Maternal love, the greatest love in the world! No matter where you go, she will always hang up on you. The height of the sky is never as high as a mother's desire for her children; The width of the sea is never as wide as a mother's love for her children!

A mother's love is deep in righteousness and firm in softness. When you cry in infancy, maternal love is a warm embrace, and when you learn a language, maternal love is a patient teaching; Motherly love is warm hot tea when staying up late to prepare for the exam; When you travel, maternal love is sobbing; When you get grades, maternal love is tears of excitement; When you are sick in bed, maternal love is bloodshot eyes; When you get into bad habits, maternal love is a kind exhortation; When you are treading on thin ice and refuse to mend it, maternal love is the salt sprinkled on your wound, which stung her heart.

There is a story: a mother and her baby are trapped in a snowy area at an altitude of 5000 meters. She called for help, but the rescuers would not arrive for three hours at the earliest. After a while, the baby cried, because he was hungry and his mother had to nurse. After the first feeding, her temperature dropped by five degrees, but during these difficult three hours, she had to keep feeding and repeat this simple and difficult action. When the rescuers arrived, the mother was already frozen stiff, but the baby's face was still red.

The greatness of maternal love is not only reflected in the upbringing of children, but also in the selfless care for children and the spirit of brave sacrifice for children. Some mothers resolutely put their hands into the bear's mouth in order to take back their son's little hands from the bear's mouth; In order to save her son's life, some mothers soberly lifted her son high at the moment when the ropeway fell; Some mothers are willing to spend all their money selling blood to raise money to treat their daughters? Not to mention these typical maternal love seen in the newspaper, who hasn't deeply felt maternal love in real life? Motherly love is like an umbrella, which protects children from the wind and rain voluntarily. No matter whether the child has achieved much or little, if you think about it carefully, it is the result of maternal love.

Motherly love is a piece of sunshine. Even in the cold winter, we can feel the warmth of spring.

Motherly love is a clear spring, even if the dust of the soul is dusty, it can make you clear.

Motherly love is a tree. Even if the seasons cycle, it sticks to its home and is willing to support a green shade.

Write a composition about maternal love in grade three, 800 words 2:

Whenever I think of that evil past, I blush and sometimes cry.

It's a cold morning. Our family is having breakfast. I accidentally knocked over the soup. Spilled it on the ground. My mother kept accusing me of doing all kinds of wrong things. I feel bad, and I hate my mother a little. So a man walked out of the house angrily. I walked aimlessly in the garden of Hongsheng Lane in our community. After a while. I'm a little hungry. I want to go back and make up with my mother. But when I think of my mother's angry face, I can't lift the spirit of going home anymore. Think again, I will go back just like my mother? Evil? What a shame it is for the troops to surrender.

It is getting dark. Although I am usually very courageous, I can't help but be afraid when it is dark and the wind is whistling in my ears. I wandered into a convex pit and found a corner by the faint moonlight. Sit down curled up, pull up your coat and listen to the outside. My new teacher has been playing drums because I am afraid.

Suddenly, I vaguely heard a man calling my name. Call and say: Look at that. Mom was wrong. Come back quickly. ? It's mom, it's mom. I have to be sure. I am so excited that I really want to run out and jump into my mother's arms to feel her love. But just as I stood up, my mother's angry face suddenly appeared in my mind, and I was powerless again.

Mother's hoarse cry faded away in the wind. I closed my eyes and wondered how anxious my mother would be looking for me everywhere in the cold wind. What should I do if something happens? Mom will scold me to prove that he cares about me and me. Am I an outsider who has nothing to do with my mother? With this in mind, I finally made up my mind to go home. Because everything my mother did to me was for my own good. Every mother wants her children to live well and feel happy. I shouldn't have done this to my mother.

I went home trembling, and the door was still open. I know my mother is waiting for me. I walked into the room quietly. It's quiet. There's no sound. I saw my mother sleeping on the sofa. He fell asleep and kept calling my name. Look at the tears still running on her face. I couldn't control my feelings any longer, and tears swished down. Is it sad? Is it moving? Still not. This is a great maternal love, which influenced me and melted my cold heart.

Suddenly, my mother woke up from her sleep. She saw me and stared at me. Our eyes are all wet. Didn't say anything?

Although it has been more than two years, it has been impacting my mind and staying in my deepest memory.

Write a composition about maternal love in grade three: 800 words 3:

I once read a touching story:

A couple are mountaineers. In order to celebrate their son's first birthday, they decided to carry their son on the snowy mountain of 7 thousand meters.

They deliberately chose a sunny day, and when everything was ready, they embarked on a journey. At dawn, the weather is as predicted, the sun is in the sky, there is no wind and no clouds. The couple easily climbed the height of 5000 meters.

However, just as they were taking a break to prepare for a new height, something unexpected happened. Suddenly, there was a strong wind and snowflakes flying. The temperature plummeted to MINUS thirty or forty degrees. The most terrible thing is that because they completely believe in the weather forecast, they neglect to carry the vital locator. Because the wind is too strong, the visibility is less than one meter, which means danger and even death. Helpless, they found a cave in desperation and had to enter the cave to temporarily avoid the wind and rain.

The temperature continued to drop, and the child in his wife's arms turned purple with cold. The most important thing is that he wants to eat milk. You know, in such a low temperature environment, any inch of exposed skin will lead to a rapid drop in body temperature, which will be life-threatening for a long time. What shall we do? The child's crying is getting weaker and weaker, and he will soon die of hunger and cold for lack of food.

The husband stopped his wife from breastfeeding several times, so he couldn't watch her freeze to death. However, if you don't breastfeed, the child will soon die. The wife begged her husband, "Just feed it once!"

The husband is holding his wife and son. Despite this, the fed quantum body temperature once dropped twice, and her physical strength was seriously damaged.

Due to the lack of locators, rescuers can't find their carving positions in the snow, which means that if the wind doesn't stop, they have no hope of being rescued.

Time goes by, the children need to be fed again and again, and the wife's temperature drops again and again. On this 5000-meter-high mountain where the wind and snow are dancing wildly, my wife repeats the usual extremely simple but extremely difficult breastfeeding action again and again. Her life gradually faded away in repeated feeding.

Three days later, when rescuers arrived, the husband had been frozen beside his wife. And his wife, the great mother, has been frozen into a sculpture, and she is still standing in a sucking posture. Her son, the child she raised with her life, is sleeping peacefully in her husband's arms. He has a rosy face and a serene expression.

How great maternal love is, we are willing to sacrifice ourselves to protect our children. Isn't that enough to show our mother's love for us? Even when my mother educated us, she expressed her love and concern for us. Every mother's education is different, but no matter how her mother treats us. Mothers all love us. When we make mistakes, our mother may scold us or even beat us. But at that time, our pain was leather, and our mother's pain was heart. Let us repay our parents together!