Composition materials about maternal love 1:
Cui Yongyuan, the host of CCTV, published a book "So Much", in which he said that the love of his parents had the greatest influence on him when he was growing up. He made a wonderful metaphor for this kind of love. He said: Father's love is as open and aboveboard as sunrise, sincere and affectionate; Motherly love is as gentle and selfless as the moon, with boundless love.
In elementary school, Cui Yongyuan once participated in the rehearsal of the group dance "Tunnel Warfare". Because of the difficulty of the performance, Cui Yongyuan finally lost the election. Cui Yongyuan was very sad and has been moping since he got home. After his parents knew the situation, they patted Cui Yongyuan on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile: What is a small setback? And encouraged him to say that there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. After hard work, Cui Yongyuan played the leading role in the finale and the instructor in the musical On the Camping Road.
Cui Yongyuan had a big cat at home when he was a child. One morning, he found a big cat with two large yellow croakers. He told it to his mother. The whole family followed the cat's footprints and found that the yellow croaker was brought by the big flower cat from the state-owned vegetable market outside the back wall of the house. Without further ado, Cui Yongyuan's mother took the yellow croaker and Cui Yongyuan to the vegetable market, explained the situation, and gave the money for buying the yellow croaker to the clerk.
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Parents' words and deeds affect Cui Yongyuan; Parents' role models have cultivated Cui Yongyuan's good qualities of being kind to others and others. This is one of the roots of his success in hosting the "Tell the truth" program.
[Applicable theme]
The Power of Example, Behind Success, Frustration and Honesty.
Composition materials about maternal love II:
200165438+February, in the first World Women's Boxing Championship held in stratton, USA, Zhang of China won the gold medal in the 57kg category, which was the first gold medal won by a China woman in the world boxing competition. Zhang became the first world-class female boxing champion in China.
Zhang's mother, Chen Songpu, suffered from polio and her lower limbs were paralyzed when she was two years old. However, she kept on striving for self-improvement, persisted in fighting against fate, persisted in self-study, and successively obtained the titles of senior accountant and certified public accountant. I also studied professional knowledge such as psychology, nutrition, and career guidance, and obtained corresponding professional qualification certificates.
This self-reliant mother is a model for society and her daughter Mao Mao at home. Under the influence of this maternal love, Mao Mao learned many principles and attitudes of being a man.
Chen Songpu once taught Mao Mao to hold his head high when he fails, and to March forward when he wins, because all this will pass. Meet the challenges of life with a normal heart, and if you overcome yourself, you will overcome everything.
It is mother's indomitable perseverance and fighting spirit of not bowing to disability and bravely fighting against fate that inspired Mao Mao to never give up in boxing, thus winning the national and world championships. Now, Zhang Yuan has gone to the United States, becoming the first China boxer to participate in American professional boxing.
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The above materials show us a truth: example is more important than words.
[Applicable theme]
"Motherly love", "Motherly love and success" and "successful education"
Composition materials about maternal love 3:
Famous citation materials
"She made me feel the temptation of beauty!" ? Darwin
To me, my mother seems to be the most amazing woman I know? I met.
I have met too many people in the world, but I have never seen a woman as elegant as my mother. such as
If I have achieved anything, I owe it to her.
? Charles. Chaplin
"When I was young, she said I was a good boy. Have such selfless sacrifice.
How can a model mother not be a good child? "
? Hungarian music master Liszt
"What I get from my mother is happiness, the joy of telling stories."
? Goethe
"Mother that dedication, that kind of focus, instilled in a boy is great.
Self-esteem, those who have this kind of self-esteem since childhood will never give up, but develop into
Confident adults. If you have this confidence, you can succeed if you work hard. "
? Dr. Dorothy enoch
(University of London psychologist)
"When my mother died, I was heartbroken and almost collapsed. I hardly know what it feels like.
How to live. "
? Heath (former British Prime Minister)
"My first teacher is my mother."
? Mao dun
My mother is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Everything I owe me.
My mother. I owe all my achievements in life to the virtue I got from her.
Intellectual education and sports.
? George? Washington
No matter what I am now, or what I hope will happen in the future, it should be attributed to me.
An angelic mother. I remember my mother's prayer, which was always with me.
And it has been with me all my life.
? Abraham? Lincoln
A good mother is worth a hundred teachers.
? George? Herbert
(British poet)
Youth will pass away; Love will wither; The green leaves of friendship will wither. And a mother.
Inner hope outlives them all.
? Oliver. Wendell. Homer
Composition materials about maternal love 4:
Poetry material
1, Wandering Sons, Meng Jiao
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. She sewed it carefully, mended it thoroughly,
Afraid that the delay would make him come home late. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
2, "Don't be an old mother" Huang Zhongze
The bow curtain goes to the mother river beam, and the tears are white.
This is a tragic snowy night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time.
3. Wang Anshi in the Tenth Five-Year Plan
Put mother in the ditch and leave her home in the shade. When I heard about Du Yu in the moonlight, I was always worried about the North and the South.
4. "Arriving home at the end of the year" Jiang Shiquan
I love my son endlessly, and I'm glad to go home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains.
If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
5, "Mother Biezi" Bai Juyi
Mothers are different from children, and children are different from mothers. During the day, there are no lights and crying.
General Guan, an ancient general title, won a new title last year.
Welcome Luoyang as a flower with a gift of 2 million yuan.
New people welcome old people and abandon them. Lotus in the palm is a thorn in the side.
It's not sad to welcome the new and abandon the old, it's sad to leave two children at home.
At first, I walked with my hands. At first, I sat and cried and grabbed people's clothes.
With your new beauty, my mother and son will be separated.
It is best to have a crow and a magpie in the forest, and the mother will not lose the young males and females.
It should be like a peach and plum tree in the garden, with flowers falling on the branches with the wind.
Newlyweds, newlyweds, listen to me, Luoyang infinite red chamber girl.
I hope the general will make contributions and there will be more new people who are better than you.
6, "Motherly Love" Yang Weizhen
A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao is the Crown Prince.
The dragon and tiger are different every day, and the dog looks forward to the eagle.
There is no six-foot orphan under the knee, and a Zhao is not born in May.
At night, the ghost lights are blurred, and the snow leaks more than four drums.
A hundred officials don't hold Dong Hu's pen, so why do widowed wives shout?
What's more, Han Wangjin stabbed a silver axe in front of the bed, which was a disaster.
7. "Xuan Mo Map" Wang Mian
Brilliant day lily flowers, Luosheng North Hall.
The south wind blows the heart, for whom do you vomit?
A loving mother leans against the door, but a wanderer cannot walk.
May the sun be sparse and the day be fearful.
Looking up at Yunlin, I am ashamed to listen to birds.
8. Whose Son Han Yu
Who is not crazy, who is not crazy, who will go to the palace to call the Taoist priest?
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn.
Cui Mei's bride, twenty years old, sent her home and cried all over the city.
Or Yun wants to learn to fight, Mu Biqiang.
It's also vulgar and ordinary, risking your position.
Although there are legends about immortals, everyone who knows them knows their falsehood.
Sages can be bullied, but how can they die of poverty?
Alas, Yu Xincheng is my brother, and I am willing to teach in the end.
It's never too late to punish a hundred strategies.
Whose relatives and friends can pity me and write my poems as gifts?
9. "Short Song" Wang Jian
When a person is born, he rises at dawn. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain ill.
Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, half a day at night will be better.
There are songs and dances, so be sure to be early. Yesterday was better than today.
People see men and women as good, but they don't know that men and women make people old.
Short songs, no music.
10, Theway's answer to the old man in Dai Beifu
The old man with a negative salary went to Zhou Bei. He looked at Wang Bei's hometown.
He said that the old man had three sons, all of whom had died in Huangsha.
Now that the child has just grown up, he will confess next year.
Knowing this, we will fall apart and cannot live and die together.
Borrow a farm house from Wu next door, and then go to the countryside alone.
It's even harder to have more children.
Recently, it is said that the Emperor advocates martial arts and vegetables, and Qiang Bing wants to be quiet.
Ensuring border security is a long-term policy, so there is no need to expel China people.
1 1, "night shift"
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.
12, Bai Juyi's "Yan Shi Xian Liu Sao"
Imagine yourself as a young day, flying high and carrying your mother.
At that time, my parents thought that I should know today.
13, Song Lingyun's memory of his father
Wu's book is broken. What do you hate everywhere?
The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an, and has borrowed the wind to ask for daily life several times.
14, Yu Gong "Thinking of Mother"
First frost, Lu Hua, tears wet her skirt, bald and helpless.
Last May, Huang Meiyu Zeng Dian returned to his hometown as a cassock.
15, Ni Ruizhen's memory of her mother
The river is too wide to sail, so I don't know if it is safe.
I miss the tears of my relatives in the dark, for fear of missing the tears of my children!
A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. Song of exhorting filial piety
One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother's bitter son has not seen it yet, and the child's mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhorting filial piety
With a loving mother, the prodigal son does not feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
I didn't know my parents when I loved them. Children's language
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu
When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. Motto collection
A loving mother loves her son and asks nothing in return. Liu An [Korea]
In October, the baby is heavy and the reward is light. Song of exhorting filial piety
One-foot-three baby, ten years and eight years' work. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother said that the child was lying dry and the mother was asleep and wet. Song of exhorting filial piety
The mother's bitter son has not seen it yet, and the child's mother is uneasy. Song of exhorting filial piety
My mother is one hundred years old and often reads eighty children. Song of exhorting filial piety
With a loving mother, the prodigal son does not feel cold. Song of exhorting filial piety
I didn't know my parents when I loved them. Children's language
The old white-headed mother hid her face and cried bitterly, and her shirt sleeves were torn. Han Yu
When the mother instrument hangs down, it is bright and the night platform is silent. Motto collection
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. But how much love an inch of grass has, I got three springs.
Composition materials about maternal love 5:
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. The bright moon is looking forward to the sunrise, and the frost is bright. Ah, mother, tossing and turning, what kind of beautiful words can describe you and what kind of colors can outline your beautiful body.
The moon shines on the ancient street, and it's lonely. Time is not poetry when you are in a good mood.
Mom, familiar and unfamiliar words, we will eat delicious food every day, but did you eat first as usual, and who ate it? The note on the table was thrown casually and rushed to the school. Whether, sometimes drinking hot milk, looking at my mother's note, imagining her getting up early and working gently in the kitchen, for fear of waking you up, racking her brains for a balanced diet, with a sweet smile on her lips. I came back early in the evening, cooked hard, and greeted me warmly when you came back, fearing that you would be lonely and afraid. Then will you also write a word of concern and post it on the kitchen or table? Perhaps quietly, I will find that my mother's black hair is stained with a harsh white. And my hair is full of energy.
It was quiet in the middle of the night, the milky moonlight penetrated into the window like water, the struggling students wrote diligently like the wind, and her black eyes showed her fatigue. The mountain of homework is like that firm obstacle, and she can only walk step by step. The cold wind swept through the west window, and the night was cold. Finally, it fell and became a slight sound. In the morning, the first ray of sunshine flooded into the curtains, yawning lazily, and my cloak could not help falling. Who brought the cold tea to the table, and who approved it? No memory, but warm all night, it seems that cool air also has that kind of warm affection. No memory is an illusion.