有关母爱的英语作文（15篇）

　　I still remember in second grade, when it was pouring rain, I stood helplessly at the school gate waiting for my mother to come and pick me up, thinking to myself: With such heavy rain, my mother would definitely come and pick me up. However, half an hour later, I stood at the school gate and was engulfed by heavy rain. As I watched my classmates being picked up by their relatives one by one, I felt an inexplicable 'heartache' in my heart. 'Didn't Mom come to pick me up? How could she...' The more I thought about it, the more sad I felt. Tears involuntarily flowed out, and my heart recalled all the good things that my mom had done to me before, such as: on a rainy day, I only had one umbrella, and my mom didn't care about herself. She gave me the umbrella and got wet herself; During the tooth extraction, my mother silently encouraged me on the side, telling me not to be afraid and to be strong... Just as I was crying uncontrollably, I suddenly heard a familiar voice calling out to me, ah! It's Mom! Mom! I ran all the way, crying and throwing myself into my mother's arms, sadly saying, 'Mom, I thought you didn't want me anymore?' While wiping away my tears, my mother gently said, 'Silly child, how could Mom not want you? Look, what is this!' Beijing roast duck! 'I shouted loudly.



　　Later, I learned from my sister that my mother had traveled a long distance to buy my favorite Beijing roast duck in order to prevent me from going hungry. When I heard this, I couldn't help but be shocked. Since then, I haven't been fooling around anymore.



　　Mother's love is so great! Mom, I want to say to you: "Mom, thank you for doing everything for me, I love you! “

　　When I was a child, you taught me how to write and draw stroke by stroke. You often tell me the principles of reading and being a good person. You care so much about me, sending me to school to study. When I was sick, you carried me to the hospital. I can't count how much maternal love you have given me. But when I finished kindergarten and entered first grade, you seemed to have changed a lot.



　　When you escorted me to the school gate, you held my little hand and said to me, 'From today on, you are a true elementary school student. This shows that you have grown up and become more sensible. Therefore, you not only need to study hard and strive for excellence, but also learn to be self reliant and independent. You must remember what I said, okay?' At that time, I just nodded groggily. Since that day, Mom, you no longer care about me as much as before. I have to fold the clothes and blankets myself, check my homework myself, and organize the books and desk. Even my own room needs to be cleaned by myself. Mom, you don't treat me like you used to. I even thought you didn't love me anymore.



　　But later on, something made me understand your well intentioned intentions. That was in third grade when the school held an "Environmental Protection Primary School Students" activity. In that activity, I picked up paper balls and did a thorough cleaning. I was very proactive and did everything so carefully. After the event, I was named an "environmentally friendly elementary school student" by my teacher, which is your credit!



　　After this activity, I understand your hard work, Mom. Thank you, Mom, for making me strong and independent. Thank you for giving me the meticulous motherly love.

　　When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor gave me an injection and prescribed some medicine, so we went home.



　　When I got home, my mother quickly covered me with a blanket and poured me a cup of hot plain water, asking me to drink it with her. She also said I needed to drink it quickly, otherwise it would get cold, so I gulped it down. At this moment, my mother sneezed heavily. I said, "Mom, go to sleep quickly." My mother said, "I'll only go to sleep when you're asleep." So I quickly fell asleep and soon fell into a sweet dreamland. My mother saw me fall asleep and went to sleep. In the morning, my illness was almost healed, but my mother was much more haggard. So I followed my mother's example and said, "If you're sick, you have to go to the doctor. Go quickly." My mother was very happy when she heard this, thinking that her daughter has grown up, so she humorously said, "It's your daughter.

　　I remember one time, it was winter and I felt very tired after school, as if I had caught a cold. So I went to tell my mom. After hearing this, my mother, who was cooking, was very anxious. She touched my forehead with her hand and shouted, "Why is it so hot?" My mother quickly threw away her work, put on her clothes, and took me to the hospital. I sat on a chair in the hospital, and while registering, my mother anxiously asked the aunt in front of me, "How many more people are there?" Seeing my mother's busy appearance, I felt very sorry. When it was time for the injection, I was extremely scared and my voice became quieter. Tears welled up in my eyes, and my mother seemed to know what was on my mind. My mother said, "Don't be afraid, baby. Mom doesn't hurt too much when she holds you..." I grabbed my mother's hand, and my mother's My hands are very cold, "I said to my mother." Mom, aren't your hands cold? "My mother looked at me with a kind gaze and said It's not cold, as long as you're okay, Mom won't feel cold anymore... "Unconsciously, the needle was done. This is when I looked at Mom, and suddenly felt the warmth of motherly love.



　　Mother's love is incredibly powerful, and only today did I understand what Grandma Bingxin said. Ah。 That deep maternal love is as warm as spring, as delicate as a gentle breeze brushing over the water.



　　I love my mother.



　　My mother is very hardworking. She always cleans the house very clean, takes me to school every day, picks me up after school, and even cooks delicious food for me. When I do my homework, my mother always stays by my side. I love my mother very much. One day when my mother fell ill, I quickly ran to the clinic and called the nurse to my house to see her. I asked my aunt, "How is Mom doing?" She said, "It's okay, I caught a cold. I'll take some medicine and it'll be fine in a while." I said, "Mom, you're hungry. I'll make you something to eat." I cooked a bowl of hot noodles for my mother and brought it to her. My mother cried and praised me for growing up. I said, "Mom, you have been worrying and putting in a lot of effort for our family. If it weren't for you, could our house be so clean? Can my dad and I eat the food you make when we get home? So what I do is just a small thing compared to you." Mom was happy and hugged me in her arms. You keep praising me, you understand

　　My mother is great and kind. There are many songs that praise my mother, which confirms a song - "Only a mother is good". When I grow up, I must repay my mother's love for me. Later, I said again, "Mom, you worked hard! I love you - Mom."

　　Register, see a doctor, buy medicine My mother was so busy that she was sweating profusely (although the temperature at night was only 0 degrees). It wasn't until the nurse administered the IV drip to me that she was able to rest. However, anxiety still filled her face as she held onto mine Hand, say to me, 'You go to sleep, Mom will give you cold compress with cold water, so you will feel better.'. In a daze, I felt like my mom would wipe my hands, armpits, and legs for me at times My mouth and lips were dry from the high fever, and my mother was busy feeding me water. However, the water she drank kept spitting out without leaving a trace. She patiently collected my vomit and then helped me rinse my mouth with water. That's how she repeated cold compress, water feeding, and vomit collection all night long. I didn't fall asleep quietly until dawn. But my mother kept running around to buy me food, medicine, and cold compresses.



　　That's how I stayed in the hospital for two weeks. In the first three days, my mother didn't get a good night's sleep. Sometimes when I didn't get an injection, she would just lie down next to me and squint her eyes for a while. Looking at my mother's tired face due to anxiety and lack of sleep, my eyes moistened and I said to myself, "Mom, thank you for making you suffer for me!" I shaved an apple and waited for my mother to wake up and let her eat it.



　　Every time I think of this, a warm current surges in my heart: maternal love is great, it will always flow in my heart.



　　I immediately ran over and plunged my head under my mother's umbrella. My mother's face was full of smiles, but I looked at her expressionlessly and said in a low voice, "Let's go



　　On the way home, my mother tried to tilt her umbrella towards me. Half of her body was drenched in the rain, but I didn't appreciate it. My mother seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a bit off, so she asked, "Are the exam questions difficult today? How do you feel?" "Not really," I replied angrily. Mom frowned and said in a stern tone, "Didn't I remind you this morning to be more careful during the exam and to check carefully after completing the questions? But you



　　I cried out with great grievance, 'It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If you had come earlier to bring me an umbrella, I would have calmed down and wouldn't have failed the exam!' As I spoke, tears welled up in my eyes. My mother reached out to wipe away my tears, and when her hand touched my face, it was like touching an ice cube. Mom, why are your hands so cold? "" Never mind! Never mind! I waited at the school gate for a while. This terrible weather... "At that moment, I was stunned. It turned out that my mother had already arrived, but she was afraid of affecting my exam, so she stood at the school gate waiting for me to finish.



　　My throat felt like something was blocking it, and I couldn't say a word for a long time. Just holding my mother's hand, wanting to convey my warmth to her. A gust of wind blew and I had a cold war. Mom noticed and quickly took off her clothes and draped them over me



　　The rain is still falling, and my mother uses her thin body to shield me from the wind and rain. At that moment, I understood that my mother's love was everywhere.



　　Look, Sweetie, there are so many handkerchiefs here! "Mom exclaimed excitedly. A handkerchief? "I was puzzled." Where did you get the handkerchief? "A hint of unfamiliar warmth emanated from my heart. I placed the book on the table and walked over to my mother. Mom is carefully folding each handkerchief. "Look, this small blue handkerchief was bought by you when you were two or three years old, and this big, pink one was bought by you when you were in first grade..." Mom muttered to herself, completely immersed in happy and warm memories. I didn't make a sound, just listened quietly. I didn't speak either because I don't remember anything. Why is my mother so meticulous in collecting every little detail of my childhood? Doesn't she often complain about people getting old and having a bad memory?



　　I admit that I completely left the story of the handkerchief in the corner of my memory. Instead, a thin, fragrant, and white wet tissue paper is used, which feels good when gently wiped when sweating, and also emits a faint fragrance. Then throw it away casually, it's very convenient. Our generation always likes new things and forgets things. My mother is different. She is a collector of time, always walking behind me, quietly picking up beautiful memories and initial innocence for me.



　　I felt a bit moist in my eyes, lowered my head, and gently asked, "Mom, why do you still remember so much?" Mom fell silent for a moment and whispered, "How could you not remember..." She seemed to be talking to herself again. My tears welled up in my eyes, yes, how could I not remember? Because of love, remember!

　　I remember that morning, after finishing my meal, I was preparing to go to school. But when I opened the door, white snow fell outside. I walked out the door and onto the snow, which was thick enough to exceed my feet. As I walked, it was difficult to walk, one deep and one shallow. If mom rides a bicycle, it's easy to get knocked over. So, my mom picked me up and walked on the road. By then, she was out of breath and almost bored. But my mother still insisted on carrying me to school. At that time, I felt motherly love, and I will always remember the scene in my heart.



　　Mom, without your love, the sky is vast, the earth is tolerant without your love, the sun is warm without your love, the clouds are pure without your love, the mountains are high without your love, the sea is deep without your love. Eat salt all over the world, travel around the world, you are the most beautiful.



　　Mom, I'm here to solemnly say to you, 'Mom, I love you!'

　　A great man once said, 'A mother is the first teacher in life.' I strongly agree with this statement. Whenever I am lost in the vast darkness, you are the first to illuminate the path forward for me; Whenever I am trapped in a deep sense of inferiority and unable to extricate myself, you are the first one to open the door of confidence for me. When I achieve success, you will be proud of me and teach me not to be proud; When I encountered setbacks, you didn't teach me a lesson, but encouraged me to keep working hard.



　　In the past, I used to feel lost about my clumsiness in thinking. It was you who often told me idioms and allusions such as "stupid birds fly first", which made me understand that diligence is the source of success and the true meaning of "diligence can make up for ignorance, learning can cure ignorance"; Now, I often feel discouraged due to poor performance in unit exams. It's you who always tells me stories about the growth of grass and celebrities, so that I don't get discouraged by temporary failures, but rather increase my confidence to face new challenges, and let me know that 'failure is the mother of success'.



　　Oh, Mom, you are a gentle spring rain that silently nourishes me; You are a crescent moon, silently accompanying me and leading me step by step towards success. I don't know how to repay you, perhaps only a little filial piety from my daughter can make you feel relieved and happy!

　　What a deep love this is! One of the most beautiful things in life is maternal love. It is selfless love, it is great love!

　　　　Every time I recall the past, I always think of everything my mother has given me: when my grades were not ideal, she would comfort and encourage me; when I was sick, she would always care for me and take care of me; When I encounter difficulties, she always inspires me and helps me



　　Maternal love is an unparalleled and great force in the world. Maternal love is the laughter and joy that accompany us throughout our lives, the lingering longing that drifts across the world, and the earnest anticipation for our children's growth.



　　Mom, it is you who have built a paradise of life for me with love, and you have shielded me from the scorching sun and wind with love.



　　Mother's love is so selfless and great! She is so delicate and heartwarming, like a pastoral poem, serene and pure, elegant and light; like a gentle breeze, blowing away the snow and bringing infinite spring scenery



　　On the path of our lives, how much effort and love our mothers have put into our growth! Let's pay attention to our mother's smile, her worries, her happiness and pain together, and cherish this ordinary yet great motherly love!

　　Our family members all have a good sense of humor, so basically every day when I come home, I bring up interesting stories from school with my mom. When I was in kindergarten, I talked to my mom about how classmates played and how they were happy; How do teachers chat and laugh during our nap time. I am also excited, and my mother is also happy. In third grade, I talked to my mom about how there was less homework today and how it was simpler; How can the teacher praise me and describe me as slow. I'm in fifth grade now. I was chatting with my mom about how my classmates were embarrassed today and how I was embarrassed; How are your friends and teachers



　　That day, as usual, as soon as I put down my backpack and ran towards my mother, I talked about what happened at school today. When I speak, I laugh heartily at the same time. After finishing speaking, I glanced at my mother happily, but she didn't smile like me and give me a perfunctory answer, just a perfunctory "oh". A strong sense of frustration surged in my heart.



　　Perhaps in my mother's eyes, I still enjoy chatting with her as always, but in my eyes, she has gone from a bright smile to a perfunctory 'oh'. In my opinion, my mother has become increasingly indifferent to me.



　　The next day, I accidentally stumbled upon my mother's diary. It actually records all the things I mentioned to my mother! This is simply amazing! I continued searching and came across the quote my mother had memorized for me... Unconsciously, tears streamed down my face



　　Mom, I love you!

　　I am a chubby little person who is afraid of heat. One early summer night, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep, and my mother next door was also awakened by the sound of me tossing and turning. My mother walked over and picked up a large fan to slowly fan for me, sometimes even singing lullabies. Baby, baby, go to sleep quickly, go to sleep quickly. "I am also softly I fell asleep in a daze amidst the singing. There is always a warm current surging in my heart, feeling that the maternal love at this moment is like a clear spring in the desert.



　　In my sleep, I felt many insects crawling on my body. I groggily touched them and my hands were all wet. It turned out they were all beads of sweat, no wonder I couldn't sleep. Opening my hazy eyes, I found that my tired mother had already fallen asleep by the bed, and the big fan had fallen to the ground. No wonder... Strangely, although my mother was asleep, she was like a clever fairy. When she knew I was hot and woke up, she straightened up like a shot in the arm and immediately picked up the big fan, quickly fanning it up for me. This quiet night, motherly love, makes me feel so great.



　　The thread in the hand of a loving mother, the coat on the body of a wanderer. It is tightly sewn before leaving, afraid of returning late. Who says that a small blade of grass heart will repay the three spring rays? "The small fan also bears a big love, Mom, thank you.



　　My mother kindly said, 'No, you have to wash it yourself.' At that time, I didn't know why my mother added me to wash it myself! I thought to myself: Why did my mom ask me to wash it myself! She usually washes with me, but why did she ask me to wash it myself today! Ah, give it a try. Pick up your socks and walk to the bathroom to get a bucket and put some water in it! Then he put the socks in and rubbed them vigorously, picked them up and looked at them, and exclaimed in surprise, "Ah, why are they still black? Mom usually washes them like this! But how come I can't wash them white! By the way, Mom uses laundry detergent



　　So I used some laundry detergent, and after a while, it was finally done. I took it to the balcony to dry. Time passed quickly, and Sun Gong returned home. It was Moon Sister's turn to get up and go to work. I cautiously walked into my own room and lay down on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep. I went to the living room to watch TV, but suddenly I heard my dad and mom talking. Dad kindly said to Mom, "You let Xiaolin wash her socks by herself today!" Mom said, "Sigh, I just want to exercise her! If she grows up, she won't even know how to wash her socks, which will make people laugh at her." My eyes became moist when I heard this, and I thought to myself, "So, Mom wants to exercise me



　　That night was the most peaceful and fragrant night I slept.

　　Mother's love is a harbor, keeping us away from storms and enjoying peace: Mother's love is like charcoal in the snow, giving us warmth; It is the bread of hunger that gives us nutrition; It is the family affection in loneliness that gives us comfort; It is the encouragement when we fail that gives us courage and confidence. My mother is like time, elongating my memories. What cannot be fully displayed are my mother's gentle smile, charitable heart, and compassionate feelings.