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妈妈自从有这了本书后,总是非常主动地待在厨房里,心血来潮地弄出一些出奇不意的东西出来,而我和爸爸成为了妈妈的美食品尝者。的确,从有了这本书后,妈妈的厨艺真进步了不少。
我好奇心大发看了一眼就不可救药地爱了它,不光是其中的美味可口的食品,而是好内心中对制造美食的一种渴望。可我现在还小,只能做一个品尝者。妈妈曾说过家庭主妇最重要的是有一手好厨艺,让孩子永远惦记世上有一种味道叫做“妈妈的味道”。这本书让我在假期中把“看书点菜”变成了每天的必修课,让妈妈的厨房生活变得更加充实。
香蕉奶昔是我的每天必点之食,也是妈妈所做的饮品中最拿手的。淡淡的黄色像是一只小鸡一样的可爱。妈妈认为这代表着甜美的童年,纯洁而又美好。喝上一口又会是另一种感受。刚一入口,冰凉的牛奶和酸奶就让身体感到凉爽,像似在炎热的夏天里在清澈小溪里畅游一样,来了个透心凉。接着香蕉甜甜的味道让我又感到温暖,好像寒冷的冬天里躺在暖暖的被窝里,舒服又暖和。
糖醋排骨是非常普通的家常菜。但妈妈通过《美食堂》上的做法改进之后,不管是样貌还是味道都好上加好。金黄的酱汁在褐色的排骨上,给排骨穿上了金色的外套。酸甜的酱汁使人胃口大开,一口咬下去的感觉就像是躺在松软的毯子上,舒服极了。
老舍说过这样一句话:“失去了慈母便像花插在瓶子里,虽然还有色有香,却失去了根。”我觉得慈母对一个人是非常重要的,就像根对花一样重要。举个例子,在学习过程中,很多时候,我们是没有办法面对困难的,在你面前,就是想让母亲来激励自己,用学习上的进步来安慰满怀期待的母亲。牢记母亲的希望,你会懂的高洁的人生最不能忘怀的是责任;牢记母亲的希望,你的心缝闻会生长起一种温馨、一种拥有生活的强烈渴望!
正文:
时间:2009年12月8日
地点:自己家中
我:妈妈,现在我是采访者,您是被采访者,我问您答,妈妈,好吗?
妈妈:好的
我:妈妈,你说孩子该不该溺爱?
妈妈:我觉得得看时候。
我:为什么?(一脸的困惑)
妈妈:如果你生病了,或有问题时,妈妈不应该溺爱你吗?(笑)
我:哦,原来是这样,那妈妈,你说说学生考不好的话,母亲应不应该打骂、批评孩子?(一脸恍然大悟)
妈妈:应该教育孩子,鼓励她只要努力学习,以后一定会取得好成绩的,不要灰心。
我:那妈妈,如果我有好奇心,拆坏了东西,您会不会批评我?
妈妈:当然不会啦,我也会鼓励你,让你修好的!
(一股敬佩之情油然而生)
后记:
冈察尔说过:“母亲的爱是永远不枯竭的。”我感受到了母爱是非常伟大的,是永远伴随在我们身边的。
珍惜母爱,珍惜的是我们的生命。
拥有母爱,拥有的是我们的未来。
拯救母爱,拯救的是我们的灵魂。
“慈母手中线,游子身上衣。临行密密缝,意恐迟迟归。谁言寸草心,报得三春晖。”我深深体会到:母爱是——永恒的!
我的书房里有许多许多的书,有益智类的、有保健类的、有幽默类的、有文学类的……其中我百看不厌的是《珍珠翡翠白玉汤》。可能听这儿名字,你会诧异,我怎么会喜欢烹调类的书籍呢?其实它是刘宝瑞的相声集。
这本书是大笑话和小笑话的集册,相声笑话应有尽有。有民间流传很广的古典笑话,还有刘宝瑞独立创作的现代相声,再有三言两语的小幽默段子。我每天睡觉之前都随意地翻开这本书,读上四五个故事,每次都捧腹大笑一番。每天都要让妈妈催促多次以后,我才会依依不舍地把书放在床头,盼望着明天早点醒来能再次读上一两段。
其中有一个小故事《邵康节测字》,它讲述是明末清初时期测字先生邵康节与九门提督斗智斗勇的一个传说。故事中描写了九门提督千方百计要在三天之内砸了邵康节摊儿,如果邵康节全部都测准了,就保他做皇上的军师。九门提督找了各式人等打扮成高级人物,都测一个“人”,结果都被邵康节一一破解了。我很崇拜邵康节,因为他智慧超群、善于观察,发现每一个人的特点,一一说准了他们每个人的本职。虽然他只是一个小人物,但他不畏强权,敢于反抗的精神值得我们尊敬和学习。
《珍珠翡翠白玉汤》想必大家都听过,它深刻地让我体会到了饥不择食这个成语的意境了。
相声是我国特有的文艺形式,我非常喜欢听相声,也非常喜欢自己说相声,我希望它能够源远流长,为我们的生活带来更多的欢声笑语。
尚津萱
今天,我与妈妈象棋大PK。妈妈先下,她出了个“马”,我出了个“炮”。哈哈,我就要吃着你的兵了,我向前吃掉了她的兵,啊啊啊!我太粗心了,没看见妈妈的“马”,被妈妈的“马”吃掉了!我不甘示弱,继续下象棋。下着下着,我看见了妈妈的“车”正对着我的“车”,我一下子杀了她的马,哈哈。
这下就平等了,我灵机一动,把她的两匹“马”吃掉了……
我的妈妈的英语作文一
I love my mother.She is tall and thin.She has long and black hair.She is very beautiful.She is about 30 years old.
She is a good teacher.She is strict about her students's studies.Everyday she left her students' hall, but she also pay attention to their learning.She is very busy.Even on Saturday and Sunday, she will put own day as preparation.Even if she is so busy, she still finds time to help me with my studies and plays ball games with me.
She is hard-working ,kind and patient.I remember one time I went to a picnic.She looks after me all the way.She has two children,one is me,another is my elder brother.My mother like us very much.
I like her very much!I hope my family will happily all the way.
我爱我的妈妈。她又高又瘦。她有一头又长又黑的头发。她很漂亮。她大约30岁。
她是一个好老师,她对学生的学习要求严格,每天都离开学生堂,但她也很注意自己的学习,她很忙,即使在星期六和星期日,她也会把自己的一天作为准备,即使她很忙,她仍然抽出时间来帮助我学习和和我打球。
她很努力,善良,有耐心,我记得有一次我去野餐,她一路上照顾我,她有两个孩子,一个是我,另一个是我的哥哥,我妈妈非常喜欢我们。
我非常喜欢她!我希望我的家人一路幸福。
我的妈妈的英语作文二
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!
我母亲的名字叫南希。她有长头发,两只大眼睛,我妈妈喜欢运动和购物。她最喜欢的运动是足球和瑜伽。她最喜欢的食物是冰淇淋。她也喜欢狗和猫。
我的妈妈是一个中学老师,她工作很努力,也很好的学校。
我母亲也关心我的学习。她总是帮助我学习和弹钢琴。我进步了,她很高兴。
我妈妈非常爱我。我也爱我的母亲!
我的妈妈的英语作文三
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.
我有一个伟大的母亲。她在我的生活和学习中非常关心我。
早上,她早早起床给我做早饭。我小的时候,她准备了我的书包。但现在,她告诉我自己去做。因为她认为我已经长大了,可以做这件事了。
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 hadn't 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 can't 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 mother's 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 don't 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 mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that she's ninety years old. "How did that happen?" she asks. "I can't 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 that's going to bite inc. But it's not an animal, it's a plant. That's a funny thing,"
我的妈妈虽然不属猪,但是非常贪睡,她的“睡睡功”,真是天下无敌!
早晨起床后,我坐在写字台边写作业,妈妈在卫生间洗衣服。过了一会儿,我写好了作业,去卫生间找妈妈,可是没有妈妈的身影。走进大房间一看,妈妈正躺在床上呢!我走了过去,摇了摇妈妈,奇怪地问妈妈:“妈妈,你怎么又睡着了啊?难道你有什么法力,能让自己想什么时候睡觉就能什么时候睡觉?”妈妈微笑地看着我,神秘地说:“是啊,我有一种法力能让自己睡觉,这种法力叫‘睡睡功’。”“哦?是吗?那我也来学学吧。”这个功夫挺新鲜,我赶快脱了衣服,钻进被窝里躺在妈妈身边。我问妈妈:“这6睡睡功’怎么练的?”妈妈回答说:“是这个样子的,你看好了。”说完,就边说边示范给我看:“先闭上眼睛,再张开嘴巴。再睁开眼睛,再闭上嘴巴。再闭上眼睛,再张开嘴巴。再睁开眼睛,再闭上嘴巴。”我看着妈妈的样子可真好玩,不禁嘻嘻笑了起来。可这“睡睡功”真的管用吗?我也照着妈妈的动作学起来,不知不觉,我就呼呼大睡了。
等我醒了过来,妈妈正得意地冲着.我笑呢。妈妈说:“怎么样?‘睡睡功’功力很强大吧?”我想:真是怪啊,我是比平时更快地入睡呢!这功夫真的挺厉害!
同学们,你相信“睡睡功”吗?你要是不信,就来和我妈妈比一比,你用平时的睡法,我妈妈用她的“睡睡功”,看看谁最快睡着!
赵宇航
快期末考试了,老师们都很着急,既紧张又担心。紧张的是:快考试了,还没复习完第八单元。担心的是:要是我们考不好怎么办?所以,老师们都把作业布置的像放假时的作业一样多。
回家以后,我为了更好地复习,二话不说,先把试卷做了个一干二净。我先做的英语试卷,因为英语成绩我总是不稳定。做完以后,我又做其它的试卷。接着,我让妈妈给我检查,我读着书等着。但妈妈并没有叫我改错,我不耐烦了,去找妈妈。妈妈说:“这回真不错,哪一张试卷都没错误,你真是个认真的孩子。”我听了,不敢相信自己的耳朵。因为老师们说:“这些试卷太难了,能一个不错期末考试只要认真,一定能考好。”
我听了妈妈的夸奖,高兴地笑了。
最近我发现妈妈的英语个别发音很不标准,我心中不禁萌发出一个念头—搞个速成培训班教妈妈学英语。我左哄右骗,死拉硬缠,终于把妈妈这个学生给逼上了梁山,于是我的“teacth”生涯就开始了。
一复习巩固
根据我的教学大纲,决定先帮妈妈复习巩固一下英文字母。我让妈妈先背一遍字母歌,不背不知道,一听吓一跳,妈妈有好几个字母发音大走样,我只好让妈妈按照我的要求把那些字母每个读30遍。开始妈妈很虚心,可到后来就不耐烦了说:“我那么聪明只要读三遍就好了,哪用读那么多遍呀?”看来妈妈还真是死鸭子—嘴硬,我得改变策略,硬的不行来软的,我陪着笑脸说:“妈妈,熟能生巧,业精于勤,你读得不错,如果能巩固巩固,就更好了。”这招还真管用,服软不服硬的妈妈又认真学了起来,不久字母就搞定了。
二单词训练
学完字母,当然是学单词啦!我先教妈妈最简单的,我本想看妈妈的好戏,没曾想妈妈又快又标准地“吐”出这几个单词,嗯,看来妈妈的基础还不差,这几个单词还难不倒她吗!我坏笑着决定给妈妈增加一点难度,果然不出我所料,我教的这几个单词,妈妈都没学过,发音就更别提多走样了。我反复纠正,可妈妈就是我行我素,正当我苦思冥想着如何纠正时,瞧见妈妈偷偷摸摸地在本子上写着什么,我很奇怪,趁妈妈不注意之时,一把抢过本子一看,差点笑掉大牙,原来妈妈把“waterbbottle”写成了“我偷抱头”,英译中了,我看了把肚子都笑疼了,我边学边把本子还给妈妈,妈用这个笨办法搞定了不少短语和单词呢!
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完美考核