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Warmest sound


Everyone has their own mother, a beautiful mother, a gentle mother, and an amiable mother... and I have a mother who loves you. When I was young, my mother’s snoring often haunted me. Beside the ear.

Every morning, after a crisp alarm clock, my mother began to squat "Get up quickly, no longer get up late, fast!" Anxious as if to go to the battlefield. My mother's jealousy is the most magical voice I can hear every day. Whenever and wherever, she does not bother to keep on. In the snoring of my mother, I was like a toy that had been clocked, dressed, washed, eaten, and answered the mother’s voice. I feel that my mother's snoring is the most annoying and ugly voice in the world, but whenever I walk out of the house and walk into the campus, I will remember how if I don't have a mother, how can I get to school on time? ?

At noon in the winter, when I entered the house, I didn't see anyone. I heard the sound: "Fast, change shoes, wash hands, eat!" After dinner, my mother shouted: "Come on the coat, it will be cold in the afternoon." When I came to school and heard that many of my classmates were crying cold, I was sitting in the classroom, thinking of my mother's feelings of warmth.

When I got home at night, my mother started to groan again. The first thing was to report her everything to the school. This became a daily compulsory course. She always forgot to swear. "Be good at listening to the teacher, and with the classmates." They are friendly, pay attention to the lectures, and want to..." As long as I make a little progress, my mother will immediately take a vaccination - don't be proud; the exam fails, my mother always helps me find the reason, it is a summary of the lesson, and it is I am cheering, my mother's snoring is accompanied by every improvement of me!

It seems that you are not a bad thing. It is because of the embarrassment of my mother that I have learned a lot about the truth of life and made me develop a good life and study habits. I grew up in the snoring of my mother. Today, I feel that my mother's jealousy is the best and warmest voice in the world, because this voice contains the mother's deep love.

Fourth grade: I miss you.

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