爱来自脚下感恩作文

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爱来自脚下感恩作文


Motherly love, anything is a magic also can not resist the power of the soul of our pillars of every person. Mother, the soul of our Harbor. As Bingxin said: Mother, ah, you are a lotus leaf, I Honglian heart to the wind and rain, with the exception of you, who is under the blue sky shading I?
My mother is an ordinary secondary school teachers, with the world, like all mothers, she poured her love for all in me. When I was small, I always can not understand paying for my mother, I am self-willed, mischievous, often making her angry. Motherly love, like a dust, in my mind is so insignificant.
With age, I began to know, for my mother to do everything are full of boundless love her.
Although the advent of spring, can winter figure has not gone. Is the so-called "cold chilly" it, or very cold weather. Born bad and I move too lazy often move house, so after a day on home, I like the shoe side of the ice are similar, there is no perception of cold feet.
At this time, her mother's hand on my warm become. Finished legs, hot mom into bed, I feel warmth coming off, not to live up to the foot or the like like, frozen to the extreme.
Mother "was a calamity," because I am tall high long legs will accidentally run into her mother. Meng's mother will always make a chill. Then my mother would blame me a few: "the activities of school activities to more than you can see, a big ice feet."
Complain complain to the mother, as always, with her warm hands firmly grip my two "ice." I was flying warmth came from the feet. Such as warming, my foot a little something, my mother put my foot close to her stomach and rubbed his hand back and forth to my , the instep. I was lying comfortably, the feelings of a mother's soft, smooth, warm touch of hand, unwittingly entered the sweet dreams.
Almost every cold nights, I can enjoy the caress from the foot. I am accustomed to the warmth of the moment, even to the day my mother did not cover my legs, rubbing feet, I find it difficult to fall asleep.
In fact, more than a decade of years, when I was not enjoying her mother's love?
The table, holding my favorite dishes to my bowl and told me to eat is my mother;
Sorry injured when a large hand warmer my back to comfort me, is the mother;
Successful, a thumbs-up tilt in front of me, encouraged me is my mother!

母爱,是一股任何事物也抵挡不了的神奇力量,是我们每个人心灵的支柱。母亲,是我们心灵的港湾。正如冰心所说:母亲啊,你是莲叶,我是红莲,心中的风雨来了,除了你,谁是我蓝天下的荫蔽?

我的妈妈是一位普通的中学教师,同天下所有母亲一样,她把她全部的爱倾注在我身上。小时候,我总是不能体会母亲为我的付出,我任性,调皮,常惹她生气。母爱,犹如一粒尘埃,在我心里是那么的微不足道。

随着年龄的增长,我渐渐知道,母亲为我做的每一件事中都饱含着她无限的爱。

春季虽然来临,可寒冬的身影还没有完全逝去。是所谓的“春寒料峭”吧,天气还是很冷。而我天生不好动,坐在教室里常懒得挪窝,所以每天上完晚自习回家,我鞋里都像是塞了冰块似的,脚冷得毫无知觉。

这时,妈妈的手就成了我的暖脚炉。洗完脚,钻进妈妈热乎乎的被窝,我感到阵阵暖流涌来,可不争气的脚还是像不听使唤似的,冰冻至极。

妈妈也“遭了殃”,因为我个子长高了,脚一不小心就会碰到妈妈。妈妈总会猛的打个寒战。这时妈妈就会责备我几句:“下课要多活动活动,你看,脚冷得像个大冰块。”

埋怨归埋怨,妈妈一如既往,用她那温热的双手紧紧握住我的那两个“冰块”。我顿时感到阵阵暖意从脚上传来。等我的脚稍稍变暖了些,妈妈就把我的脚紧贴着她的肚子,并用手来回地搓着我的脚心、脚背。我舒适地躺着,感受着妈妈柔软的、光滑的、温暖的手的抚摸,不知不觉就进入了甜美的梦乡。

几乎每个寒冷的夜晚,我都能享受到来自脚下的爱抚。我习惯了那一刻的温暖,甚至,哪天妈妈没给我捂脚、搓脚,我都觉得难以入睡。

其实十几年的岁月中,我又何时不在享受着妈妈的爱?

餐桌上,夹着我最喜欢的菜送到我碗里,叫我多吃些的,是妈妈;

受伤难过时,用温暖的大手抚着我的后背,安慰我的,是妈妈;

成功时,一只大拇指翘起在我眼前,鼓励我的,是妈妈!


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