My name is Jessie. I am twelve. I love my mother, her name is Miss Xiao. She has black hair and two big eyes. She is a very beautiful woman. My mother works in a hotel. She is a manager. She likes fish and vegetables, but she doesn’t like meat and chicken. My mother can cook, sing and read, but she can’t fly. Her cooking and singing are both very good.
This is my mother!
We need love. We also need to love. The person I love most is my mother. The person I love most is my mother. My mother is 41 years old. She is of medium build with long black hair. Shi is quiet. She is a history teacher in a middle school. She likes dancing. She can cook delicious food.
She did a lot for me when I was a child. She bought whatever I needed for my study, even though she didn’t have much money. She sent me from piano lessons to dancing lessons at the weekend. She cooked delicious and healthy food for me.
When I grow up, I will do what I can to make my mother happy. I will find a good job after I graduate from college. I’ll save money and buy beautiful clothes that make her look still young. I’ll take her to wonderful sights around China. Most importantly, I will stay with her when I have free time. That’s what she wants most, I think.
My mother in our eyes is a beatiful woman.she has rounds eyes,long hair,white cheeks,long eyelash,and black eyebrowns.she works in a school.after works she take us from school and we go back to home together,after this my mother will busy with cooking,cleaning the house and washing dishes and check my home work.I think every day my mother is very tired,but she never said a word.althought sometimes we do not listen,she will be carefully to teach us.
My mother loves us and we also love our mother.
My Mother isa kind and gentle woman. She is always very gentle. She takes good care of her children and keeps them all at school. I have one brother and two sistets. So she gets four children in all. She gives us every comfort. We all love her and she loves us also.
My mother has too much to do in bringing us up. As our family is too poor to keep a servant, my mother has always to do very much work. She gets up very early and sleeps very late every day. She works hard, yet without complaining.
She is also a thrifty, and industrious woman. She saves every cent that she can and keeps everything in order. As she has been busy eversince she was young, she looks older than she really is. Her face is wrinkled, her hair becomes silver white, but she works as hard as ever.
Often she says to us, work while you work, play while you play. If you do not work, you will become lazy and of no use to society. What piece of good advice this is! We must worth it well and always keep it in our mind.
My mothers English name is Amy. She is thirty-five years old. She is very nice .
She has a long hair and two black eyes. And she has a small mouth and a small nose. She doesnt look very beautiful and tender,but her eyes look nice and shes a little bit fat.
My mother loves me very much. She is good at cooking. She likes singing. Every day, she will sing many songs. When I take a good look at her,I can see her winkle which was appeared by concerning about me. Besides,there has already accrued some white hair.
Maybe my mom is just a normal person in others eyes ,but in my heart,she is a great mom.
I love my mother very much. Like many other Chinese women, my mother is diligent. She works in a primary school. In order to teach well, she prepares her lectures very carefully and often works so late at night.
My mother is very kind and sincere. She gets along with her neighbors and colleagues. When they have difficulties, she is always ready to lend them a helpful hand. Therefore, she is loved and respected in our neighborhood.
Mother often tells me to be honest and upright. She expects me to be useful to the people in the future. Up to now, I still remember her saying: Do as much as you can and you will succeed.
My mother is very fat, she has a pair of big eyes. She is not as tall as my aunt. She likes to surf the Internet and read novels. She also wastes water and electricity. My mother is very concerned about my study and body and the elderly. Whenever I encounter difficulties and grievances, will comfort and encourage me.
Although I will beat me when I am angry, I know that my mother beat me to get rid of my bad habits, but I still dont like my mother beating me. I want a patient and gentle mother.
My mother is a great woman in the world, since I grown up I have thought it.
My mother’s name is Zen Yan fang, but her best friends often call her sister Zen. She is 42-years-old now, but I do feel that she is always a young woman. And she has a very long hair that she likes to keep changing shape. My dad don’t like that she often changes her hair, but I know it’s the way my mom want to hide her changing age.
To tell you the truth, I even don’t know what things my mother really like to do. In my memory, she is good at lots of things. To keep this family, she worked as a mechanical worker, as a salesperson of insurance. And these years she is the boss of herself. I appreciate that I have such a diligent and brave mother. I knew that she is very hard, but she never tell it to us.
She is such a strong woman so that she is strict to us. When I was a little girl, I often fell down on the floor, but my mother never comes to comfort me. She always said, “why don’t you look at your own way, and you deserve it.” I swear I hate her at that moment, but now I don’t hate her at all. I love her. Thanks to her treat me that cold way so that I can be such strong. And I won’t be worried about such a little thing again.
My mom told me that to be a happy is the best way to live. My mom told me everything can be possible. My mom told me that never give up.
My dear mom told me lots of things that instruct me all my life. I love you, my dear mom.
As MothersDay is coming soon, I want to do something special for my mother. In my heart, my mother is very great. She takes care of me all the time. Sometimes when I am naughty, though she is angry, she chooses to talk to me very patiently instead of yelling at me. I love my mother, she is an angel in my heart.
My mom is 38 years old mow,she has a pair of pitch-black eyes and hair. She doesnt look very beautiful and tender,but her nose looks nice and shes a little bit fat.When I take a good look at her,I can see her winkle which was appeared by concerning about me. Besides,there has already accrued some white hair.I suppose it is.Maybe my mom is just a normal person in others eyes ,but in my heart,she is a great mom.
Looking through my mothers old photos, I think she was a beautiful girl when she was young, but now years have left traces on her.
My mother often said to my sister and me in my fathers absence: "I can tell you, dont look at your mother, Im not very good-looking now, I was a class flower when I was young! Many people have chased me. In the end, its lucky to choose your father! " Every time my mother said something like this to my sister and me, my sister and I covered our mouths and secretly laughed. My sister probably didnt believe her words before she smiled, but I thought my mother was too low-key, and I laughed that I didnt have the good genes of my mother.
The first time mom and Dad met was on Donger road. Mom often said that Dad fell in love with her at first sight because of her beauty, while dad jokingly said, "it was because of the familys urging to marry. Seeing your moms simple appearance, like a diligent and quick person, she married." I smiled again, and thought that no matter what my father looked after my mother for, fortunately, he married her. Otherwise, my mothers beauty would delay the happiness of many men at that time.
Mom is really simple and diligent. Her mother always cleans up the floor so that she can look in the mirror. Aunts all say that mom has nothing to do with looking for guilt. Mom just smiles at this. Its her life habit for many years, and she cant change it if she wants to.
But somehow, after her mother gave birth to her sister, many diseases came out. Headache, insomnia and depression made her unable to toss about any more, and the floor at home could not be used as a mirror.
Because of her mother, grandma didnt sleep a few nights. I have found folk prescription for my mother, saying that I have cured many people, but it doesnt work for my mother. My mother is still optimistic about suffering, comforting us and pretending to be strong.
When I go to bed at night, I often see my mother pacing back and forth in the bedroom, softly, with almost no voice and no complaint. I just walk back and forth, but I cant sleep, so I drink a large glass of red wine to help myself sleep.
Because my father is away all year round, my mother takes care of my sister and me alone, which makes my mother work harder. I also often have a little dispute with my mother, who just tolerates me.
Years ah, please dont hurt my mother, because my mother is a beauty, is a diligent, is a tolerant person, but also because, she is my good mother.
1、I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes.
2、l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much.
3、 As I wipe my mothers face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead.
My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadnt been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has happened to me in my life." she said "You cant expect me to remember everything."
My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at.
When I walk into the dining room on the day of my mothers birthday, I see that she has already been served lunch. The staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago that I would be providing lunch. She hasn’t touched anything on her tray except a piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands. The icing is smeared on her hands and face. I dont want my friends to see her smeared with icing, so I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible tenderness, recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children. As I wipe my mothers face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her its her birthday, that shes ninety years old. "How did that happen?" she asks. "I cant understand how that could happen."
l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the name. "Snapdragons. It seems like an animal thats going to bite inc. But its not an animal, its a plant. Thats a funny thing,"
I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes. I have bought paper plates with a rust-colored background, upon which are painted yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves.
My friends Nola and Gary come for my mothers birthday. When we are about to leave, I tell my mother that Im going on vacation, mat I wont see her for three weeks, that 1 am going to the sea. "How will I stand that, how will I stand thats she says, but I know that a minute after I’m gone shell forget I was there.
I have a charming humorous mother. Because of this, my disposition is also very open and bright, who was called mother to I that many humorous cells. My mother has 1.68 meters, Xius long stature, because has lived me, the belly is a little big. Sometimes daddy laughs at her, her actually spot is not angry. She said: “looks like a lesser panda to be the same. It is not very good!”. Sometimes my mother from the useless a wee bit cosmetics, also has used me “Johnson the baby Run skin dew”, I asked her, she always said: “you looked that mother the skin is good, because I am the small treasure!”.
My mother like this, what is more laughable is 3 years ago ....... That day, I am riding the baby carriage and mother go to the garden to take a walk. Suddenly, mother remembers some people to be called her to chat. Therefore, mother delivered immediately me goes home, to mount the car to go. As soon as that movement swings a pendulum, nimble freely. Listens to mother saying that that day on the avenue people face her to look, looked while smiles. Made that mother is very embarrassed. Once, in familys window blind clasp has fallen several, could not pull open. Daddy likes himself making, within result one day has not fixed, therefore is angry very much. Mother wants to tease daddy to smile, therefore hides after the window blind “squeek”, pulls open the window blind, smiles is going forward one step, recommends a wooden staff to treat as “the microphone” conveniently, sang, after singing in good voice and with feeling sings, she wields begins saying:“goodbye, my faithful singer fans!”I and daddy “bu puff” have smiled, more smiled is happier, smiles “ha ......Ha ha!”. How to do, daddy also smiled? Originally a mothers song, pulled open unexpectedly the window blind. Therefore, daddy smiles is starting to install the window blind hook. Hey! Mother you are really good. You are we “the pistachio nut”, forever happy “pistachio nut” a forever happy
I have a good mother. i think she is the best mother in the world. i like her very much and she loves me very much, too.
my mother is 38.she is a doctor and very frienrdly to peopie.i want to be a good doctor like my mother when i grow up.
my mother is also good atcooking. every day shecooks for us. in the daytime she works very herd. aftervery tired. i often help her with it.
this is my mother. can you tell me something abour your mother?
My mother is a senior high school English teacher. Under standably， she wanted her daughter to pick up English early to give her an edge to later study， which I did not understand at the age of eight. I was so obsessed with fun and games that I hated to stay peacefully with all those strange phonetic symbols and odd words.
I wondered what pleasure Mother seemed to have found in teaching me A，B， C. Wasnt teaching at school tire some enough for her？ I went on strike， refusing to spell a single word no matter how tender or severe Mother tried to be with me. For the first time in my life， Mother beat me， imprinting on my mind. The physical pain was gone long， long ago. But I have finally come to understand how it pained my mother to beat me for my obstinacy and disobedience， and I ache at her pain.
My mother’s name is nancy. She has long hair, two big eyes My mother likes sports and shopping. Her favourite sports are football and yoga. And her favourite food is ice cream. She also likes dogs and cats.
My mother is a high school techer, she works very hard and does very well in the school.
My mother also concerns my study. She always helps me study and play the piano. She is very glad when I make progress.
My mother loves me very much. And I love my mother too!
I have a great mother.She cares much about me in my life and study.In the morning,she gets up early to make breakfast for me.
When I was little,she prepared my schoolbag.But now,she tells me to do it by myself.
Because she thinks I have been old enough to do it.
My mother is an ordinary teacher. She always puts her students before everything. She is nothing different from other people at the first sight. But later you will find that she is so responsible. In my mind, she is very great. On weekends, she always prepare the class at home. Sometimes she even ask the students to come to our house for remediation for free. All her students like her. Sometimes I almost envy her students. Luckily, my mother also very care about me. she puts all her time on our family and her students, leaving nothing for herself. She is so great, and I proud of her; and I love her.
My mother is a teacher .She is not tall and a little fat .She has big eyes and long hair .She loves me very much,but she is very strict to me, she requires me to develop good study habits especially in study .Once I finished my homework ,but I did not check my homework because I wanted to play . My mother checked my homework and fond many mistakes .So she scolded me and let me corrected it . My mother love me very much ,but She is hard to me .I love my mother .She is the most beautiful and best mother for me.
My mother is a kind and gentle woman.She takes good care of her children and keeps them at school.I have a sister.My mother gives us every comfort.We love her and she loves us also.
My mother has too much to do in bringing us up.She gets up very early and sleeps very late every day.She works hard,yet without complaining.She is also a thrifty and hard-working woman.She saves every penny that she can and keeps everything in order.As she has been busy ever since she was young,she looks older than she really is.Her face is wrinkled,her hair becomes silver white,and some of her teeth become movable.But she works as hard as ever.
Often she says to us,"Work while you work,play while you play,If you do not work,you will become lazy and of no use to society."What a piece of good advice this is!We must live up to it and always keep it in our mind.
I have a great mother. She cares much about me in my life and study. In the morning, she gets up early to make breakfast for me. When I was little, she prepared my schoolbag. But now, she tells me to do it by myself. Because she thinks I have been old enough to do it. Besides, she always checks my homework. When I finish my homework, she checks it and points out the mistakes. She is very careful and helps me a lot. I love my mother.
My mother is 35 years old. But I still can see how beautiful she is when she is young.
She is not too tall but very thin.
Her eyes are black. Her hair is blackand there is several white hair.
She takes me to school every day. In the evening she help me with my homework. If I’m hungry she will cook my favourite meals.
She’s always trying to encourage me to try something new.
I think my mother is the best person in this world. She is always be there for me when I need her.
I love her so much. She is my hero.