1. Please write a 600-word essay about my father or my mother
My mother is of medium build, fair skin, not very beautiful but dignified and elegant, and her dress is also Like people, not fashionable but very elegant. My mother has a bad personality and often loses her temper. There are many advantages and many disadvantages. Do you want to know? My mother is an ingenious person and can make many exquisite handicrafts. The wind chimes she made are very beautiful. They come in all shapes and colors. They are hung in front of my window. They are very beautiful. Especially some of the small decorations under the wind chimes are very beautiful. Whenever the wind blows, they will It makes a pleasant sound, and the sound seems to have wings and can fly very far.
I like my mother’s handwriting, which is neat and clear; what she is best at is typing with five strokes on the computer. You can only see ten fingers flying up and down on the keyboard, which makes you dazzled and can only snap. After a few clicks, a long line of words appeared on the computer screen. My mother likes to sing and sings beautifully. I can hum the songs she can sing, but I neither like listening to songs nor sing.
My mother is also very good at managing family life. The steamed buns she steams are round, white, and have a special fragrance. They are delicious. I have a healthy body and cannot live without those. Delicious steamed buns. My mother’s food is more delicious. I like her favorite snacks, such as fried cabbage, mutton skewers, buns and mushrooms. They are much more delicious than those sold on the road. I can’t get enough of them. My mother is a very serious and careful person. When she gets serious about something, her eyes are scary and she won't give up until there are results. She was even more serious when typing on the computer. No matter how exciting the sound was on the TV or how exciting the program was, she seemed unable to hear it and never watched it. My mother also has many shortcomings. I usually dare not mention them, but today is a good opportunity to write an essay. My mother has a bad temper. She is always angry for no reason. When she speaks, her voice often rises an octave, which scares me. Then the air in the whole house seems to become cold, and I naturally don’t feel well either. Eat the fruit, I think it would be better if she didn't lose her temper, at least I wouldn't be used as a punching bag. Furthermore, my mother sometimes doesn’t mean what she says. For example, I once agreed to take me to Tianqi Temple on Sunday afternoon. I was very happy and made preparations early. However, because she didn’t get enough sleep from her nap that afternoon, she didn’t take me with her, which was really disappointing. . Also, my mother always compares my shortcomings with other people's strengths, which I don't like the most. I really hope my mother can change these bad habits, so that our family will always be full of joy. This is my mother, a respectable, lovely, individual, but unpredictable mother.
I love my mother, forever, forever 2. Write an essay "My Dad or Mom" ??
Thank you for accepting it! My parents
My father is handsome and his hair is dark. His little nose looks exactly like mine. There is a mouth bigger than me under the nose, and the mouth that eats food is faster than we can run. But my mother's black hair is mixed with a few white hairs, which are the marks left by her mother's heart. Her eyes are bright, and it is those eyes that have always encouraged me.
My father is already forty years old, but he still has a childlike innocence.
When I was in fourth grade, I learned to play with a yo-yo by chance, so I bought one and started playing with it after I went home and finished my homework.
At this time, my father saw me having so much fun and actually wanted to give it a try, so he said to me: "Son, let me lend it to you to play with." So, I handed the yo-yo to me. Dad. Dad didn't know how to play at first. The ball always refused to obey his control, and he didn't learn how to throw it for a long time. Dad looked very anxious, so I said to him: "Wait until the yo-yo slides to the bottom, then pull it up." Dad got it after a few tries, and he also learned several tricks such as "sleeping" and "walking the dog". Woolen cloth!
The more dad plays, the more addicted he becomes. The more he plays, the more interested he becomes, and he doesn’t want to put it down for a while. My mother looked at my father's playful look and said, "I am 40 years old, and my son is almost 12 years old, but he still looks like an 'old naughty boy'!" "Haha..." A burst of joyful laughter came from the house.
This is how my father has a childlike innocence
But my mother is different. She is the person I respect the most, and she is the person who loves me the most. Over the years, my mother has taken good care of me. Every day I grow up is inseparable from my mother's care. Whenever I am sick, my mother is always by my side, giving me medicine and taking my temperature; when the temperature gets cold, whether at home or at school, my mother always gives me clothes to keep out the cold; Throughout the year, whether I am cold, hot, tired, hungry, laughing, crying... it always affects my mother's heart.
I remember one day, there was heavy goose feather snow in the sky. After a while, the whole city turned into a sea of ??snow, a paradise of snow, and a world of snow. That day, my baby teeth hadn’t fallen out yet, but my permanent teeth had grown in. My mother insisted on taking me to have my baby teeth pulled out. I didn’t want to go because I was afraid of the pain. I struggled with my mother for a long time, but my mother finally forced me to go. Walk to the hospital. Along the way, I didn’t talk to my mother and even hit her with snowballs. I thought to myself: Mom is so unkind, why did she have to let me come out to extract my teeth in such a cold weather? If you don't pull it out, it will fall off on its own. When I got to the hospital, the doctor gave me an anesthetic and pulled out the baby teeth. I didn't feel any pain at all. Later, I learned about my mother’s painstaking efforts. My mother said: "Only when the movable deciduous teeth are pulled out can the permanent teeth grow neatly. If the movable deciduous teeth are not pulled out, the new permanent teeth will grow crookedly, and the smile will not look good again!" Sure enough, it was so, because the next thing I saw was The deciduous teeth in the middle row were all removed, so the permanent teeth that came in were very neat, and I felt relaxed and happy when I smiled.
A father’s love as majestic as a mountain
A mother’s love as gentle as water
Dad, Mom, these two most beautiful names in the world, are deeply in my heart In my heart, it is like a brand that cannot be erased. 3. My mother or my father composition
There is a person who will always occupy the softest place in your heart. You are willing to love her with your whole life; there is a kind of love that makes you wanton Ask for and enjoy without asking for anything in return... This person is called "mother", and this kind of love is called "maternal love"! May 13th is Mother’s Day, which is the most unforgettable day in our hearts.
This festival is a tribute to mothers and a reminder to us to always remember: be grateful to our mothers. We are grateful to our mother for giving us the experience of life; we are grateful to our mother for enabling us to thrive; we are grateful for the education and guidance our mother has given us, enabling us to gain knowledge and strength; in our lives, there will always be difficulties and twists and turns. It is our mother who gives us care and help, and we should be even more grateful.
Gratitude is a comprehensive expression of a person’s love, conscience, kindness, sense of responsibility and loyalty. It is hard to imagine that a person who has no filial piety and no knowledge of repaying his parents who have worked so hard to raise him, no love and no respect for his teachers and classmates, what responsibility can he have for his company and his country in the future? How can a person who does not love his country, his family, or others be able to devote himself to building a bright future for his motherland? There was a touching scene in the advertisement of a little boy washing his mother's feet, but in real life, is this something that every child can do? "A drop of water should be repaid with a gushing spring." We may sometimes miss a stranger's little care, but turn a blind eye to our mother's great love, dislike her nagging, or get angry over some trivial things... However, mother will always be there. They silently supported us, patiently enlightened and educated us, and gave us support and encouragement.
Mother is as pure as jade and as exquisite as ivory carving. The life watered by maternal love brews pure beauty and fragrance.
We should listen to our mother's nagging with a grateful heart, face our mother's severity sincerely, and understand our mother's sunny inner world... Let us start from today, starting from being filial to our mother, and learn to be grateful! Let us remember the common birthday of all mothers in the world, wash her feet once, give her a pat on her hard-working back, give her a warm hug, a warm blessing, and a grateful smile! On this warm day, I wish all mothers in the world - Happy Mother's Day! A bouquet of carnations and the words "Mom, thank you for your hard work" can put a bright smile on mother's cheeks! Let us give our mothers a little more consideration and care, so that our mothers and our homes will be filled with happiness and harmony, and we will usher in true growth! Here, I would like to quote a poem to end: A child's growth is the mother's hope for rebirth; a child's failure is the mother's sad tears; a child's success is the mother's happy smile.
My classmates, for the sake of mother’s smile and tomorrow’s harvest, let you and I be ambitious and not worry! Mother, I use your power to stretch out my head and liberate my trapped self. Mother, I look at your smiling face and stretch out my hands to paint my current picture. Mother, I use your words to stand up and cleanse my soul from the night before. Mother, I You are the swallow across the sea, you are the nest across the water, your tearful smiling eyes soften the whole world. After giving our mother a burst of pain, we cried and looked at our mother's smiling eyes. That was the first time in our lives. One glance, and it was those eyes that kept focusing on us until the eyes could no longer open their eyelids. The first "Mom" we called out when we were learning to speak, the heroic words we made to our mothers when we were young; the careless kiss when we were acting coquettishly when we were teenagers; the occasional greetings we gave when we grew up, all made our mothers happy. A few crow's feet were added to the corners of the eyes that were bent when smiling.
Mothers are easily satisfied, giving the most and taking the least. I love my mother, and we should all love our mothers.
My mother is a very stubborn woman. When I was a child, I admired my mother very much. At that time, I did not understand the cruelty of time. It was not until later that my mother’s edges were slowly worn away through hard work. I slowly understood in the ravine of her face. When I was very young, as a girl, I was not pretty, I was very wild.
When I got a little older, my mother began to braid my hair and dress me in beautiful princess dresses. After cleaning up, my mother always likes to pull me to look at myself in the mirror, but every time I only look at the proud mother standing behind me in the mirror.
At that time, I thought my mother was the most beautiful woman in the world. Later, I turned from a wild child into a little princess.
There are so many people who pamper me that my mother’s love is a bit inconspicuous. I only remember that if I got out of school late at noon, I would see my mother with anxious eyes in the dusk on the way home. When I threw myself into her arms, her eyes were filled with tenderness.
It was the tenderness in my mother’s eyes that taught me to take every exam seriously, and I would bring back a lot of certificates to my mother at the end of each term. At this moment, the tenderness in my mother’s eyes made me secretly say to myself "Mom is a gentle and beautiful woman!" Later, I changed from a little princess to a big princess. I was able to comb my hair into various beautiful braids, and began to feel that the clothes my mother bought me didn’t look good.
But I will still lie on my mother’s lap under the warm sun, smell the familiar scent of my mother, watch my mother’s seriousness when she plays with my hair, listen to my mother’s intermittent words, and lean my head against my mother. On the soft thighs, I felt an indescribable sense of security. At that time, I thought my mother was really a great woman! Later, I was no longer a princess.
As I grew up, I began to be pursued by boys. When I shyly showed my mother the letters written by the boys, my mother still smiled at me tenderly and stroked my head. He gently told me, "All you have at this age is just empty promises." I stared into my mother's hopeful eyes and didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.
But I saw some wrinkles creeping into the corners of my mother’s delicate eyes on her formerly smooth forehead. I stopped showing off my good skin to my mother from then on.
Because I know that under my mother’s proud smile is a lost heart. My mother is just a mortal. She is so beautiful.
Later, I could no longer see my mother waiting to take off my schoolbag at the entrance to the courtyard every day after school. I could no longer hear my mother’s soft voice, “Are you hungry?” every day when I was the hungriest. I can't put my hand around my mother's neck coquettishly and say "GOODNIGHT!" when my mother comes to turn off the light for me before going to bed every day.
Because I am already a boarder in the first week. 4. Begging for a 600-word essay on "My Dad" or "My Mom"
My dad is xx years old, of medium build, and slightly fat. He looks very strict, but he is actually very understanding. Education, if you don’t believe it, please continue reading. I remember when I was four years old, one time, my mother went to work and my father went out for a while. I was playing at home alone. When I was having fun, I saw something beside my feet. When I saw a football, I shouted: "Look at my 'upside down golden hook'!" After saying that, I pushed my foot hard and shot the football out. I heard a "bang" sound, my heart sank, and I thought to myself: "No. Okay, this time we are in big trouble!" As expected, I followed the football to the kitchen. When I arrived at the "site of the incident", I saw: a ceramic bowl had been knocked over on the ground and was "shattered to pieces" "I was so scared that I hurriedly tried to find a way to restore the bowl to its original state. I wished I was a magician and could change the bowl into its original state. Unfortunately, although this idea was good, it could not be realized. I wanted to clean up the "crime" again. At the scene, wouldn't it be fine if my father couldn't see this "tragic incident" when he came back? Just do it, I immediately ran to the balcony to get a broom and dustpan, and was about to go to the kitchen to clean up the scene. Dad came back. As soon as he entered the house, he shouted: "Haohao, I'm back." And he seemed to have a sixth sense. Same thing, I actually walked into the kitchen first. I was stunned on the balcony with a broom and dustpan. I didn't dare to respond to my father, let alone clean the scene. Soon, my father came out of the kitchen. I thought to myself: " Hey, it's over." Unexpectedly, when my father came to the living room, he saw me standing on the balcony with a dustpan and broom in my hand. He asked me calmly: "What's going on with the bowl in the kitchen?" I timidly replied: "Oh, that was accidentally broken when I was playing football at home." After that, I took a deep breath and prepared to accept the punishment. But my father said to me considerately: "Oh, that's it. Although you broke the bowl, you are still a good boy if you can bravely admit it and face the mistakes you made. Remember, don't play football at home again. Otherwise, what just happened may happen." After saying that, he came to the kitchen with me with a broom and dustpan, and cleaned up the broken bowl. This incident has been in the past for a long time, but it has always been deeply imprinted on my mind. In my mind, it inspires me to grow. I really hope that all parents can educate their children in this way.
5. How to write a 600-word composition for the first grade of junior high school "My Dad" or "My Mom"
There is a person who will always occupy the softest place in your heart. You are willing to love her with your whole life. ; There is a kind of love that allows you to ask for and enjoy it as much as you want without asking for anything in return... This person is called "mother", and this kind of love is called "maternal love"! May 13th is Mother’s Day, which is the most unforgettable day in our hearts. This festival is a praise and celebration of mothers, and reminds us to always remember: be grateful to our mothers. We are grateful for the experience of life that our mothers have given us; We are grateful to our mother for making us thrive; we are grateful for the education and guidance our mother gives us, which enables us to acquire knowledge and strength; there will always be difficulties and twists and turns in our lives, but it is our mother who gives us care and help, and we are even more grateful. You should be grateful. Gratitude is a comprehensive expression of a person's love, conscience, kindness, responsibility and loyalty. It is difficult to imagine that a person has no filial piety and no knowledge of repaying his parents who have worked hard to raise him, and he has no love and respect for his teachers and classmates. What responsibility can a person take towards his company and his country in the future? How can a person who does not love his country, his family, or others be able to devote himself to building a bright future for the motherland? There was a touching scene in the advertisement of a little boy washing his mother's feet, but in real life, is this something every child can do? "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of spring." We may sometimes miss a stranger's little care, but turn a blind eye to our mother's great love, dislike her nagging, or get angry over some trivial things... However, my mother will always be there. She supports us silently, patiently enlightens and educates us, and gives us support and encouragement. Mother is as pure as jade and as exquisite as ivory carving. The life watered by maternal love is brewing with pure beauty and fragrance. We should have a grateful heart. After listening to my mother's nagging, sincerely facing my mother's severity, and feeling my mother's sunny spiritual world... Let us start from today, starting from being filial to our mother, and learn to be grateful! Let us remember the common birthday of all mothers in the world, wash her feet once, give her a pat on her hard-working back, give her a warm hug, a warm blessing, and a grateful smile! On this warm day, I wish all mothers in the world - Happy Mother's Day! A bouquet of carnations and the words "Mom, thank you for your hard work" can put a bright smile on mother's cheeks! Let us give our mothers a little more consideration and care, so that our mothers and our homes will be filled with happiness and harmony, and we will usher in true growth! Here, I would like to quote a poem to end: A child's growth is the mother's hope for rebirth; a child's failure is the mother's bitter tears; a child's success is the mother's happy smile. Classmates, for the sake of the mother's smile, For tomorrow's harvest, let you and I have great ambitions and not worry. 6. "My mother" or "my father" essay of 600 words
My mother
Everyone has a good mother who cares for you and helps you, but mine My mother is different. She not only has to take care of my brother and me, but also does a lot of housework. She is so busy! Well, if you want to know about my mother, just listen to me. My mother is a typical sharp-tongued person with a tofu heart. Just like: Last Sunday, the sun was shining brightly, and the breeze blew gently across your cheeks, just like a mother's gentle hands touching your face, so comfortable! At this time, a familiar voice seemed to be in my ears: "Tian Tian, ??have you finished your homework? I will check it in a while!" This was my mother's voice. My heart went cold and I replied: "Mom, not yet! When my mother heard this, she immediately pulled her face down and said sternly: "Okay! You don't do your homework, but you are here to brag. Humph! I punish you by copying 10 copies of the second lesson. It's 1:00 now. I'll pick it up at 6:00, hurry up!" I was shocked at first, and then ran to my mother to plead for mercy. You know, the second lesson is very long! But my mother ignored me and just snorted coldly from her nostrils, which made me angry! I ran back to the room angrily and went to copy the text. Unexpectedly, my mother went to hide in the dark and secretly observed me. When I wrote 2 pictures, my mother asked me to take a break on the pretext of buying me clothes, haha! What a sharp-tongued mother! Also, my mother can be reasonable! I remember that time, my brother and I had an argument over a balloon, and we argued endlessly. Just when we were inextricably linked, my mother, who was good at surgery, came. She was stunned for a moment, and then.
Someone calmly said to me: "Tiantian, you are 8 years old, and your brother is only 6 years old. He is still a child, and you have become a big child. Learn from Kong Rong. He is so sensible at the age of 6. How about you?" After hearing this, my face became as tight as a big red tomato, and I lowered my head in embarrassment. Dear friends, do you know my mother? That’s how my mother is: good at enlightening, sharp-tongued, and heart-warming. I love my mother! 7. How to write an essay about my father and mother
I have a happy family. My father is a chicken, my mother is a rat, and I am a rabbit. My parents are very busy at work. But they have one unique characteristic, that is, they are very strict with my study requirements. Sometimes, when I fail in the exam or do my homework well, they will educate me with the same words as if they have already discussed it. They really deserve to be a couple. My father is a rat and a chicken, and he is very hard-working and makes breakfast for me every morning. My mother is a rat and likes to eat before going to bed. I am a little white rabbit, a little timid and like to eat green vegetables. My parents love me very much. They respond to my every request in life and have strict requirements on me in study. They also do not forget to provide me with quality education, such as training me to play the piano, swimming, and taking me to travel. They hope that I can do everything and grow up in an all-round way. What a pair. Parents who hope that their daughters will succeed. I am proud of having such a happy family. I love my parents! Is 300 men enough? I won’t say if it’s not enough... 8. How to write an essay about my father and mother. Gods, please help me. It should be 400 words.
My parents. Before that, I had always been a piece of dust floating in the air. A weak gust of wind. It was enough to make me dizzy. But after that, everything changed... After a silence, I was born. When I was a child, my mother said to me: "You were very brave when you were born. You just leaned against your mother and kept quiet." Sleep quietly, but you are obedient." Because of this, I naively thought that I was a little angel that accidentally flew to the ground. I felt that it was necessary for my parents to pamper me and love me. Because I and other people Children are different. When I played with other children, they all praised each other for how loudly they cried when they were born. I said persistently: "I didn't cry when I was born." I thought that would be the case. I deserved the applause of the crowd, but I didn’t expect to see a scene of ridicule. I came home crying and told my mother all this in grievance. My mother touched my face and said softly: "The baby is a little angel, I should Brave, isn't it?" My father sighed after hearing this: "The child is already so old, and you still lie to her. Isn't it because she didn't cry when she was born..." My mother stared at my father. I could tell that my father couldn't. It was so painful to finish the sentence. Now my mother said to me: "If you don't study hard, you will suffer when you grow up." Every time I heard this, I continued to do my own thing. My mother looked at this helplessly. Everything. After that, I was reprimanded by my father. "You kid, do you have a conscience? Who has been the best to you since you were a child?" Although the words were brief, they were engraved on my heart like a brand. Do parents? Should we really devote ourselves to our children without expecting anything in return? From what I can remember, I have never heard them say "no" to me. And I often "repay" them with this word "no". "It's cold, wear more clothes. Watch less TV, it's harmful to your eyes." No. It’s time to eat more when you are growing..." My answer was "I don’t want it, I like watching TV, I don’t want to eat." This is the interaction between my parents and me. Could it be that after dust turns into pearls? , will he forget the person who gave him new life? I don’t think it should be like this. I dare to assert that the person who tells you the most lies in your life is your mother, and the person who makes you the most emotional is your father. They say that lovers are the air in life, so father’s love and mother’s love should be the most precious oxygen. But I often ignore the existence of oxygen because it can neither be seen nor touched. But when I cover my nose, I understand that love needs to be felt by oneself. When my parents were young, They have gone through a lot of hardships, and now they are finally successful in their careers. They rely on their hard-working hands to create a home, provide me with food and clothing indefinitely, and give me everything without asking for principal or interest. In my opinion, I My parents are the most special, just like they think I am the most unique child. Then, I will be like them in the future and learn to love them like this. I can only try my best to learn to love like this. After all, they have given me so much I can never repay my love in full. Each beautiful lie embellishes my dreamlike self. Sincere encouragement again and again breaks the darkness in my heart. I am happy only because of you - my parents. .
9. How to write a 600-word composition for the first grade of junior high school "My Dad" or "My Mom"
There is a person who will always occupy the softest place in your heart. You are willing to love her with your whole life. ; There is a kind of love that allows you to ask for and enjoy it as much as you want without asking for anything in return... This person is called "mother", and this kind of love is called "maternal love"!
May 13th is Mother’s Day, which is the most unforgettable day in our hearts. This festival is a tribute to mothers and reminds us to always remember: be grateful to our mothers.
We are grateful to our mother for giving us the experience of life; we are grateful to our mother for making us thrive; we are grateful for the education and enlightenment that our mother has given us, allowing us to gain knowledge and strength; in our lives, There will always be difficulties and twists and turns. It is our mother who gives us care and help, and we should be even more grateful.
Gratitude is a comprehensive expression of a person’s love, conscience, kindness, sense of responsibility and loyalty. It is hard to imagine that a person who has no filial piety and no knowledge of repaying his parents who have worked so hard to raise him, no love and no respect for his teachers and classmates, what responsibility can he have for his company and his country in the future? How can a person who does not love his country, his family, or others be able to devote himself to building a bright future for his motherland?
There was a touching scene in the advertisement of a little boy washing his mother's feet, but in real life, is this something every child can do? "A drop of water should be repaid with a gushing spring." We may sometimes miss a stranger's little care, but turn a blind eye to our mother's great love, dislike her nagging, or get angry over some trivial things... However, mother will always be there. They silently supported us, patiently enlightened and educated us, and gave us support and encouragement.
Mother is as pure as jade and as exquisite as ivory carving. The life watered by maternal love brews pure beauty and fragrance. We should listen to our mother's nagging with a grateful heart, face her harshness sincerely, and understand her sunny inner world...
Let us start from today, starting from being filial to our mother. , learn to be grateful! Let us remember the common birthday of all mothers in the world, wash her feet once, give her a pat on her hard-working back, give her a warm hug, a warm blessing, and a grateful smile!
On this warm day, I wish all mothers in the world - Happy Mother's Day! A bouquet of carnations and the words "Mom, thank you for your hard work" can put a bright smile on mother's cheeks! Let us give our mothers a little more consideration and care, so that our mothers and our homes will be filled with happiness and harmony, and we will usher in true growth!
Here, I would like to quote a poem to end: A child's growth is the mother's hope for rebirth; a child's failure is the mother's bitter tears; a child's success is the mother's happy smile. Classmates, for the sake of mother’s smile and for tomorrow’s harvest, let you and I have great ambitions without worrying about them! 10. Write an essay based on your father or mother
I have a hard-working and kind-hearted mother.
He is not tall, with a pair of medium-sized eyes full of expectation for me. He has two eyebrows, a flat nose, and two thin lips. I saw my mother’s kind face.
In my mind, my mother is always so strong. That weather-beaten face always has that confident and strong smile. After her mother was laid off, she didn't stay at home. Instead, she found another new job. She left early and came back late every day. Regardless of the severe cold or scorching heat, he never complained about being tired and went to work as usual even on holidays. Sometimes when she catches a cold, she listens and never takes a break. To me, she is like a robot, never tired.
One day, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and saw that the kitchen light was still on, so I walked over with my sleepy eyes. It turned out to be my mother. She was still washing clothes there, constantly repeating those seemingly simple but very laborious actions: rubbing, twisting, and shaking. From time to time, she used her arm to wipe her forehead, which was shining with teardrops. I was stunned. This was the first time I saw my mother working so hard. I thought to myself, does he work like this every night? I feel a little uncomfortable when I think of this: After a tiring day, my mother still has to wash my clothes until midnight when she gets home.
It would be great if my mother could go to bed early. I made up my mind to wear cleaner clothes in the future, so that I could reduce my mother's burden. Thinking of this, I walked over and said, "Mom, go to bed quickly. I have to go to work tomorrow. I will definitely wear cleaner clothes from now on." My mother looked back at me and said, "My child, it's too late for torture, so hurry up." Go to bed." Then she smiled so kindly, as if she was not tired at all. It seems that Tazai is pleased with my growth.