Mom's fourth grade composition 1 I have a nagging mother. Listen, mom's band is playing again.
Because my mother is too nagging, there are two "Wulin experts" in my family. One is me and the other is my mother. We are all stunted. I "closed my ears" but I couldn't hear the nagging for a short time. Mom is: the "nagger" nagged me for a long time.
On this day, I was doing my homework at home, and my sitting posture was ugly. I leaned from one side to the other, listening to songs and singing, stretching my legs all the time. My mother used nagging magic on me and growled at me: "Cheng Shilong, you sit still. If you don't do well, you will be nearsighted. Myopia needs glasses. Wearing glasses is not handsome. " I said I was in distress situation, scared out of my wits. I quickly used the new "enhanced version of ear closure", but my mother talked for half an hour (more nagging than Tang Yan! ), but my ear closure is short-lived, so I admit defeat. Our war has not stopped.
Another time, I was going out to play, and my mother kept asking me to bring my keys, keys, keys. I guess I've heard too much and become sensitive. When I came back, I found that I had forgotten my key and my parents had gone out. I had to bite the bullet and wait for them at the door. Bad luck! Bad luck! If I had listened to my mother and brought the key, I wouldn't have waited at the door. I really regret not listening to my mother for so long.
Does your mother nag?
One Sunday morning, my mother sat at her desk and looked at the greeting cards I made. ",you gong is wrong. The following two points should not be tied. " Mother wrote a word "palace" on the paper as she spoke. As soon as I found out that something was wrong, I quickly read the words on the window grilles. Ah! I was right, but my mother was wrong. I quickly said, "Mom, you are wrong." Mother frowned and said, "Come on, let's make a bet. If I lose, I will give it up to you! " "ok!" I have a plan, I smiled, mom, you are going to lose this time!
I opened the dictionary, found the word "Gong", put it in front of my mother, and proudly said, "What's the matter? Don't give up on me? " Mother stared at it for a while, and had nothing to say, so she had to give up. "It is not enough just to admit defeat. I have to let you remember that I will punish you for writing 20 times! " "20 times! Oh, my God! Can it be less? 10 times, ok? " Looking at her grievance, I fought back a smile and shook my head solemnly. "Good ... good ... willing to' agree'." Mother said, while picking up a pen and paper, she wrote neatly. After a while, I wrote twenty words "Gong", and you handed them to me. "Teacher, I won't make any mistakes next time. Please forgive me!" "all right! You can't make such a low-level mistake next time. " "Look at you!" Mom snorted. I can't help laughing.
Look, this is my mother, very interesting!
There are many people in this world with different characteristics, such as: some can draw, some can sing and dance, and some love writing.
My mother is a hard-working person. I remember my mother was pregnant and she didn't give up her job. At that time, I was still making up lessons, and my mother took me to and from school every day. Every morning, my mother gets up at six to make breakfast for me, because she has to go to class at eight. Because our family lives far away, it takes an hour to go back and forth. In the evening, my mother will pick me up at six.
My mother is a humorous mother. I remember she went to school. Sometimes, I accidentally fall to the ground and my knees are bleeding. I endured the pain and didn't cry. When it was time to go home, I thought when I saw my mother, but I looked around and found someone else. So I put up with it. When I got home, I couldn't help it anymore. I cried when I was lying in my mother's arms. My mother said, "What's the matter, baby?" I sobbed and said, "I accidentally fell when I was walking, and my knee was bleeding." Mother said in surprise, "Henny, you won't cut him off!" " "After hearing this sentence, I smile through tears.
This is my ever-changing mother! Do you know each other?
Speaking of 72 changes, who do you think of first? The Monkey King, right? Secretly tell you a little secret: my mother will change at the age of 72, just like the real thing.
The first Tang priest
Sometimes after finishing homework, I just want to relax: watch TV, listen to music and eat snacks. Once, as soon as I turned on the TV, my mother appeared unnoticed. Disaster! The pain in my ear reminds me that this is my mother practicing her hands, followed by a "tightening spell": "Why are you watching TV again? Watching TV is bad for your eyes. You are nearsighted, be careful! Your main task now is to study. Look at Wang Jinglan. Did he watch TV? This is the first time and the last time ... "I covered my ears and quickly responded:" Okay, okay, I get it! " My mother was not at ease, so she dragged me to the "safe zone" without saying anything, and kept me under strict supervision in her sight. I'm drunk with such a Tang priest mother.
No.2 lobster
Once, I stole my mobile phone when my mother wasn't looking. A woman's sense of smell is really too strong, and she was soon caught by her mother, only to see her brows locked and her eyes wide open. No, the volcano is going to erupt. I'm sweating in the back. I was about to run away when my mother's "iron tongs of light speed" caught me. At this moment, my mother's face was red with anger, like a big lobster. She moved her little finger gently, which immediately made my whole body ache. This is not a hand, but a lobster's big pliers! "Ah ah! Help! " The neighbors heard the familiar screams again, as pitiful as me. ...
This is my well-connected mother. I love and am afraid to cast some spells at will. I really hope she can change the way I like, such as Guanyin Bodhisattva, Ruyi and cornucopia. ...
I have a hateful mother. Michael has a very friendly surface. Mother has a pair of beautiful big eyes, which are very charming. Although my mother is kind on the surface, she did a very hateful and irritating thing!
Once, my father and I fought over the computer. We pushed around, and the two sides were deadlocked for a long time, with no result. After a while, my mother came. I asked my mother to comment, but as a result, my mother said, "Wang, you haven't done your homework yet." With so much homework, I have to learn composition and English. Can't you finish it soon? " And you, Wang Yonghui (my father), do nothing, just come up to play after dinner, don't wipe the table, don't mop the floor, just play computer. Do you think it's appropriate? You (dad) mop the floor and you (I) do your homework. It's time for me to relax! "So, my mother is at ease to play computer.
But we turned a deaf ear to mom's words and immediately ran to the TV and began to quarrel about it. Dad wants to watch the ball game, and I want to watch cartoons. The remote control was taken away and the channel was changed. The quarrel began again. I didn't expect our noise to be heard by my mother. She shouted angrily, "What are you doing? If it's over, don't do what you should do! " We saw that mom was really a little angry, so we hurried to do what we should do.
My mother is a "knife mouth, tofu heart" person! What's your mother like? Tell me about it!
It was a beautiful morning, and I was awakened by the sudden ringing of my cell phone. My hand felt around the pillow and felt it. I pressed the answer key and said impatiently, hello!
Daughter, as soon as I heard my mother's voice, I greeted her with a spirit of 12.
Mom, what can I do for you? I am doing my homework.
Oh, I got up early. Mom is a little incredulous.
Is that you go out for a while and I wake up. I have finished writing the test paper! I had the cheek to answer, in fact, I finished writing that test paper at school, and my mother didn't know it anyway. I muttered something to myself, but what she said next surprised me. I hit the car and scratched the front panel. Oh, what? Oh my good[ oh! Oh, my God.
After my mother told me what happened, I finally understood: my mother sent my grandmother to the village, only to find that the road was wrong when I walked into an alley, so I wanted to pour it out. Because I didn't know the road conditions, I hit a stone and the car board was rotten. Mom came back with a standard expression and wanted to cry. Mom told me like a bamboo tube. I don't know how to comfort her, so I have to combine tens of millions of comforts into the following paragraph: Mom, it doesn't matter, just take a taxi, what are you afraid of, as long as people are fine. There are no cars that don't crash, there are cars that do. Are some people born to drive and never hit? Don't worry about it. After my persuasion, my mother finally stopped thinking about it. I lamented my eloquence. Maybe Dou E let me be her lawyer earlier, and she wouldn't be wronged forever.
This is the case. I really sympathize with the cars I use as metaphors. I ruined my life's car honor. In fact, the car is very unjust!
My mother has a good temper, a bad temper, a fierce temper and a good temper, but I like my mother.
"nagging" mother
My mother is very nagging. At school, she always tells me to be safe when riding a bike. I don't know how many times I have to nag a day. When eating, nag me not to watch TV all the time and not to drop rice on the ground; Go to bed late at night and nag. Those nagging words are always ringing in my ears, and I'm tired of listening to them. There are always these words, but there are no new words. My ears are getting cocooned.
Mom, I am speechless. You are too nagging!
Crazy mom
My mother dragged me shopping as soon as she got off work (Friday). Later she asked about this dress and that one. Everything made my eyes shine, but there was nothing new for a while.
I thought I could fix everything by choosing one dress, but I didn't expect it to be worse. My mother started her "madness" again-bargaining. She won't stop until the price is reduced to the bottom line in her heart. Really "crazy" mom.
Mom, you are great!
Sports mom
My mother's hobbies are the same as mine. She likes playing badminton. But mom still loves kicking shuttlecock.
Whenever I have time, I will drag my mother downstairs to play badminton. Of course, my mother is very welcome.
Compared with my mother, I am ashamed of my skills, but I still compete with my mother with great interest. Of course, you lose in the end, but occasionally you win once or twice.
Whenever my mother wins the game, she always holds her head high and raises her eyebrows, as if to say, "How dare you compete with me if you lose?"
Mom, you are great!
Mom, my dear mom, thank you for taking care of me for so many years. I love you, Mom!
Grade 4 of Yucheng Experimental Primary School: Xu Xiangping
My mother's personality has changed a lot, which has always puzzled me. For example, maybe she was in a high mood just now, and then there will be dark clouds on her face. The reason why my mother is angry is mostly because of me. Let me talk about her passionate side.
On this day, I tried to catch up with my homework. My mother said to me, "Liu Hengrui, keep your head up a little and keep your distance, or you will be nearsighted." Don't hold the pen like that. Not standard. " Although I think she is wordy, I can only say "OK, I promise I won't write like that again". My mother sighed and ran away. I picked up my pen again and continued to do my homework. After a while, my mother came back with a bowl of peeled apples in her hand. She said to me, "Eat some apples, moisten your throat, go out and have a rest, read extra-curricular books, and put on this coat when you are cold." I said, "Mom, don't care too much about me." She said, "I am your mother. How can I not care about you?"
Don't think that my mother has always been like this, sometimes she will be cold and angry. Once, I made many mistakes in my homework, and my mother was very angry. She said, "I won't sign your homework tonight!" " "I walked out of the room angrily. I am afraid of anxiety. I don't know what kind of punishment will follow. Looks like I'll have to use my fake visa tonight. Fortunately, I like painting very much. This little thing didn't bother me, so I practiced my mother's previous signatures on the draft paper several times one by one, and finally moved my mother's name up. The next day, teachers and classmates didn't find me signing the answer sheet in the exercise book.
This is my hot and cold mother. I am very happy to have such a mother, and I love her very much.
It's Tomb-Sweeping Day these days, and everyone must be busy sweeping graves. Of course, our family is no exception. However, because my mother wants to surf the Internet, she was supposed to go this afternoon. Who knows, tomorrow. Oh ~ ~ ~ I'm mom.
Yesterday I made an appointment with my mother to visit the grave this afternoon. Who knows, my mother changed her mind again. Do you want to know why? Will you listen to me one by one? A few days ago, I just finished my flute class and came home. The first thing my mother did was turn on the computer and log in her QQ to 1. Open the QQ game hall again and start playing fun landlords. After a long time, I put my things down and poured some water to drink. I let my mother cook. I'm hungry. I waited 10 minutes, and before my mother got up, I called her to cook. But she asked me to get something to eat. I took a bag of instant noodles and soaked it in boiling water. Then I picked up chopsticks and ate. After eating, I asked my mother to take me to the grave. My mother asked me to tidy up first. After I finished packing, I asked my mother again. My mother asked me to wait for him for half an hour. I promised that I would go back to my room and read some books. After 30 minutes, I went to call my mother, but I didn't like seeing her having such a good time. I went back to my room to watch 10 minutes, 30 minutes, 1 hour, 2 hours. I looked up after reading the book. Ah! Twenty hours passed, and I went to call my mother again: "Mom, it's time for us to sweep the grave." At this time, my mother looked at the computer and said, "It's past 3 o'clock. Come at 4 o'clock. We won't go today. Go tomorrow. " Hearing this, I fainted on the spot.
I am a mother who loves the internet!
Mom's fourth grade composition 10 Today the weather is fine. Mother said, "You are too old to ride a bike. Today, mom will take you to conquer this bike. "
I pushed my bike to the square, trying to conquer this thing by myself, but as soon as I came, it knocked me down. It seems to say, "You can't ride a bike, you are not my master. Why did you touch me? I am very angry. " I really wanted to conquer this "wild horse", so I sat on it slowly. It was relatively stable at first. I looked back and found that my mother had been hiding behind to help me. I thought I could ride it, and I was very proud. But as soon as my mother let go, I fell down with my car and my tears came out. My mother said, "Don't be afraid, as long as you work hard, you will certainly learn." I swore in my heart: I must ride it well.
I picked up my bike, rode and fell, and fell and rode. My mother always encouraged me, and I persisted. Look, God didn't pity me. I fell heavily from the car again. This is terrible. My hand was broken and my blood came out. I really don't want to ride anymore. My mother also said, "Let's talk about it next time!" "But the more I think about it, the angrier I get: Can't I really learn? I must stick to it. I said to my mother, "I must learn to ride a bike today!" "My mother touched my head happily and said," You can do it! " "
After lunch, I pushed the car to the square to practice. After falling down again and again, get up again and again. Over and over again, I finally learned to ride a bike.
Through this driving lesson, I understand a truth: as long as you never give up and keep working hard, there is nothing you can't overcome and nothing you can't learn.
My mother's fourth grade composition 1 1 In my home, there is a kitchen god, and that is my mother. She is a superb cook. Every time she cooks, I can't put it down.
Every time we eat something new in the restaurant, she will try it when she comes home. Through her efforts, boiled chicken and braised pork are a piece of cake, and even the hard-to-cook dry pot bullfrog can be cooked fragrant and delicious, which makes me satisfied.
You know me, my mother can't cook. Every time she cooks, she holds a mobile phone in her left hand and a shovel in her right. She followed the tutorial on her mobile phone and learned while doing it. For example, the shredded pork she cooked was either fried too raw and had to be re-fried; Either it's too bad, or it's too old, making people lose their appetite. Sometimes the fire is light, and adding some salt can remedy it; Sometimes it is salty again, and the whole family's tongue is bitter. But despite this, my mother is not discouraged, and she is still studying her lessons and improving her cooking skills. Slowly, she changed from a "novice" to a "kitchen god".
She also likes to make cakes with pumpkins. The first thing she tried was to make a cake, but she always failed. It's either too dry or too rotten, too sweet or tasteless. I tried many times and finally made a soft and loose hair cake. In addition, she also innovated many new cakes, such as pumpkin rice cake and pumpkin jiaozi. ...
I am so happy to have such a mother who is not discouraged by failure and has unlimited creativity!
My mother's fourth grade composition 12 "Qiangqiang", a familiar voice came out, this is my mother's cooking, but also her specialty-fish-flavored shredded pork. Mother first poured the oil into the pot, heated it, and put in the fresh fish. When one side is brown, turn it over with a shovel and smash the pot with a click. Then put the delicious fish on the plate with a pot in one hand and a shovel in the other.
Then stir-fry shredded pork with fried fish oil and taste it. Skillfully pick up the bag marked "monosodium glutamate" by hand, pour monosodium glutamate into it and make a rustling sound. Then pour a spoonful of salt with a small spoon, and then raise the temperature, the flame will jump up and black smoke will be discharged from the smoke outlet. I also coughed at the back, but she slowly fried shredded pork with a shovel, frying it over and over again.
"Snapping", my mother turned the knob, the fire gradually subsided, the smell of smoke dispersed in succession, and the smell that had been suppressed by smoke came to my nose, and I was simply intoxicated.
But she was still not satisfied, so she poured shredded carrots, broken black fungus and celery leaves into the pot. After stir-frying, it was burned on low fire for less than 10 minute, and the meat was rich and fragrant. A plate of fresh and delicious fish-flavored shredded pork was served on the table.
"Wow, it smells good!" After a burst of admiration, I began to enjoy this delicious meal.
My mother is 37 years old. She looks ordinary, but in fact she is great!
My mother has "clairvoyance" and "clairvoyance". No matter what "bad things" I did behind her back, she knew it clearly. Once, I was doing my homework in my room and she was cooking in the kitchen. Halfway through the homework, I secretly read the extracurricular books for a while, and suddenly I heard my mother shout, "Why don't you do your homework well and sneak around?" I quickly put away the extra-curricular books and thought: alas, nothing can hide from my mother's eyes! Do not steal books in the future.
As soon as my mother saw that I had made another mistake, she became the Tang priest in a Chinese Odyssey and began to nag me endlessly. I was so upset that I had to go in one ear and out the other and ignore her.
Similarly, when I did something wrong unintentionally but didn't realize it, my mother became Sherlock Holmes, and I judged my "criminal process" through the "crime scene". For example, I accidentally dropped my hair into a bowl while drinking milk, and I didn't even notice it myself. My mother found my hair wet when she combed my hair. She asked me what was wrong, but I couldn't answer. My mother saw that my hair stained with milk on my clothes was wet and immediately understood what had happened, which made me admire.
My mother is very hardworking. She gets up early every day, is busy with housework, and sits in bed reading and reading newspapers when she is free. My mother is usually gentle, laughing and laughing, and looks like a child when she is happy, but if I make her angry, she will also severely criticize me and scold me like a dog.
The ever-changing mother, I love and fear my mother, I love you!
Everyone has his own unique skills, but my mother's unique skills are so powerful that she can never tire of using them.
I was sleeping on a sunny Saturday morning in Wan Li. My mother is here, and she's going to use a big move that no one can beat.
The first trick is to pour sunflowers into sailors. Apply the trick of Bai Xia, pour water on my head with a teapot and wake me up. However, "the Taoist priest climbs a foot and the devil climbs a foot", I still restrained myself. My mother must not be reconciled, and the second move must be carried over.
The second move is unstoppable. Even more vicious than the first move, Guo Daxia did his trick. If there is no particularly strong magic, I will be injured immediately, but I have an iron fist, which is as hard as a wall, so this level is a piece of cake. As I expected, she patted me on the head, and I won, which was painless. Her next move will definitely be more ruthless.
Third, ten slaps. Practitioners can get eight slaps at most and their faces are swollen. Don't talk about me, I'm thick-skinned, thicker than the city wall, and the atomic bomb can't get in, let alone this slap. I don't know if the next move can survive, and it will be more dangerous!
The fourth trick is to tickle. This caught my heart, and I tried my best to restrain it, but my mother was unforgivable. I wanted to get away, but I didn't expect to give her a chance. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and smiled. I lost. I'm not afraid of itching.
In order to get up early to study and think about my future, she used all the secret recipes from her ancestors.
Mom's fourth grade composition 15 My mom is very talkative. At first, she talked about magic, and we were all scared and annoyed.
On that occasion, my uncle kindly came to help her clean, but she watched my uncle work in Mao Mao and talked a lot about "everything should be done seriously", which made my uncle very depressed. Another time, after school, I went to my mother's class to find her and saw her accompanying her classmates to make up their homework. In her endless nagging, the students were too scared to look up and write carefully. ...
But there is one thing that makes me like my mother's nagging.
That time, I couldn't do a reading problem, so I asked her. Who knows that she didn't even read the question, so she nagged, "Can't you do such a simple question?" As he spoke, he opened the book in front of me and said, "Read the article carefully and answer the question when you understand it."
I wanted a standard answer, but I didn't get it. I got a nagging. I was very upset, but I had to read the text when I saw my mother's stern eyes. After reading the text carefully several times, I was pleasantly surprised to find that summing up the meaning of several key sentences is the answer to that question.
I excitedly stuffed the book into my schoolbag and ran to the TV. But my mother dragged me back to my desk, found several similar topics from extracurricular reading materials for me to do, and kept nagging: "I can't do simple questions, which shows that my reading habits are not good." Doing more exercises helps to form reading habits and methods ... "I have to admit that my mother's words are reasonable, so I have to bury my head in exercises."
The next day, I got an "A" in my reading assignment, which is the only "A" in our class! I am so excited, it seems that every cell in my body has the joy of beating.
Although my mother's nagging is sometimes annoying, it contains deep love and expectation for me.