精選我的母親英語作文錦集8篇

　　無論在學習、工作或是生活中，許多人都寫過作文吧，作文是從內部言語向外部言語的過渡，即從經過壓縮的簡要的、自己能明白的語言，向開展的、具有規(guī)范語法結構的、能為他人所理解的外部語言形式的轉化。那要怎么寫好作文呢？下面是小編整理的我的母親英語作文8篇，僅供參考，大家一起來看看吧。

我的母親英語作文 篇1

　　My mother is an educated woman, who has many good qualities. Like all other mothers, she is responsible and devotes most of her efforts to our family. She treats my father kindly and cares for her children whole?-heartedly.

　　When my mother has spare time, she reads books and newspapers, so she knows many stories. After supper, I often sit in our living room, listening to her telling stories. She has a gift for telling interesting stories. My mother is a learned woman, so I often consult her whenever I have any difficulty in my lessons. Her explanations are very helpful, so she is not only my mother but also my teacher.

　　Although she inspires me to study hard, she never allows me to study late at night. What’s more, she often takes me out to play on Sundays. When I am playing, she will remind me not to waste so much time or I will fall behind my class.

　　Mother loves me very much but does not allow me to do anything wrong, such as smoking, drinking, or gambling. Of course, she doesn’t do such things herself. She sets me a good example. She is the most wonderful mother in the world.

我的母親英語作文 篇2

　　my mother is a woman of the old school。 she is too conservative to keep up with the times。 however， she is good-natured and treats others incerely。 for this reason， all her neighbors are only too glad (pleased) to make friends with her。 they consider her a model woman。

　　she is a typical housewife。 she keeps the (her) house neat and clean and looks after us with extreme care 。 she often says to us， “you cannot study too ard�！�

　　"我母親"英語作文譯文:

　　我母親是中國老式女子。她太保守無法跟上時代。然而，她性情善良，待人誠懇�；�于此種理由，所有她的鄰居都十分高興和她結交朋友。他們認為她是模范女子。

　　她是一位標準的`家庭主婦。她把家保持整潔。她小心翼翼地照顧我們。她時常對我們說：“你們越用功越好”。

我的母親英語作文 篇3

　　My mother is 36 years old, and she has a pair of big eyes, beautiful black hair, and usually always a smiling face. She is an ordinary and great.

　　Says her ordinary, it is because she, like the others, every day to buy food, Cook, wash clothes. Care for the family's daily life. Be a good housewife.

　　And said that she was great, because she was for me to give everything.

　　A hot summer, home power failures. My mother and I were home sleeping. A steaming nostrils, I am very hot, suddenly one's face streaming with perspiration, and then became cool, I looked up, my mother was using his own industrious hands helped me fanning! I looked at MOM sweat of face. Tears burst into tears. "Thank you mum! "My heart keep on reading about the sentence.

我的母親英語作文 篇4

　　Memories of My Mother

　　"long, long ago, there was an island in the distant sea,where lived a fairy who was said be able to make a child lovely and bright. one day, ..." as the story went on, mumps voice grew fainter and fainter, when she gently looked down at me.then a melodious song came into my ear as if music made by the angels flying in the faraway sky. gradually, moms smile dimmed, and her glittering eyes were just like the brightest stars on the dark blue curtain of night...

　　countless nights had passed in this way during my infancy. in my naive heart, mothers voice was deeper and softer than the nightingale. even now i still remember quite clearly that cradlesong she used to sing before i fell asleep. those old melodies still sound so good to me, as they melt the years away.to me, mothers companionship was the most important thing in my childhood.

　　mother is an incurable romantic, passionately in love with life and with the mystery of the universe. she taught me to open up all the channels of my senses to touch and feel what lies all a round me, and discovered with me the beauty of nature, the joy,ecitement and mystery of the new and the unknown. she is quite at home in literature because of her active and imaginative mind. every new eperience, every new discovery concerning the world could delight her.

　　i went off to college, but mum is still always in my memory. i could hear her voice every time i fell short in anything.from breast to cradle to reassuring hug, mum has shared all the happiness and depression of mine. however, she never epressed herself. upon my entry into university, when she and father were going back home, she hurriedly turned back to run along, even without a look at me. i knew she dared not, for fear that tears should fall down in my presence. this separation would last nearly five months during which she could not see me. she was just trying to stop me from seeing her crying. i was refraining myself, too, because the long time living with her had made me an eact person like her. later, father told me she kept wiping her eyes on the bus to the railway station. i knew that, because i love you, mum, and you already knew that too.

我的母親英語作文 篇5

　　I have a happy family.They are my father, my mother, my grandma and me. I like my mother very much.

　　My mothe is a tall woman.She has black hair.Two eyes.A pair of

　　glasses.A small nose.And a small mouth in head. She like wear skirt. So she is a customer.My is a cook,too.She cook delicious dinner

　　everyday .This is my mother.

我的母親英語作文 篇6

　　My Mother

　　when i sat at the desk, trying to write the essay, i found it hard to set pen to paper. staring at the topic i deliberately chose for myself my mother, i felt the memory of 20 years with my mother suddenly turned into a haze, blurring my eyes to discern the past, with nothing towering, nothing flaring, nothing impressive or special enough as a landmark. the haze gradually cleared away, revealing the image of an amicable woman. i recalled a line from the famous movie sleepless in seattle. the radio column hostess asked sam, whats so special about your wife? he answered, thats millions of small things. right,trivial and commonplace, like obscure beans, yet woven into the most spectacular necklace by the power of love. my mother is ordinary, but in my eyes she is special.

　　my mother gave birth to me with eceptionally difficult labor. father received an emergency notice and was faced with a choice between the adult and the infant. of course,the adult. so my coming into this world was an unepected fortune at the price of mothers painful insistence. thus my 20 years began like this my mother eerted every effort to give me love, but i returned her with a deep scar that was to stay with her all through my growth.

　　my mother is a senior high school english teacher. under standably, she wanted her daughter to pick up english early to give her an edge to later study, which i did not understand at the age of eight. i was so obsessed with fun and games that i hated to stay peacefully with all those strange phonetic symbols and odd words. i wondered what pleasure mother seemed to have found in teaching me a,b, c. wasnt teaching at school tire some enough for her? i went on strike, refusing to spell a single word no matter how tender or severe mother tried to be with me. for the first time in my life, mother beat me, imprinting on my mind. the physical pain was gone long, long ago. but i have finally come to understand how it pained my mother to beat me for my obstinacy and disobedience, and i ache at her pain.

　　mother never gave up evoking in me an interest in knowledge. she placed the most emphasis on my education and took the most pleasure in my gradual formation of self-discipline in preparing myself for future development. thanks to her effort and influence, i have been doing well, not only in english, but also in my positive attitudes and conviction towards life.

　　now i am so grateful to my mother for everything she has taught me, but at that time it was far beyond my comprehension. as a little girl, i thought of my mother as meticulous and my father as a best playmate. i still remember i wrote in my elementary school a composition dedicated to my father about how he cared for me. naturally mother felt she was ignored, so i wrote another one for mother, intending to tell her she was so good a teacher that she sometimes had only students on mind and neglected her daughter. unepectedly, mother was gloomed and her eyes went wet. i am so sorry now for that affected composition. i am mothers daughter, and i am mothers student. i could never be neglected by mother, because i am the forever scar on her body, the forever pain on her mind, yet the forever bliss in her life.

　　i did not write much in the past about mothers love for me. today, this essay is for her, and for her only. i wish to let her know my regret and gratitude. i wish she could hear, i love you, mother.

　　簡評

　　古往今來，人們都說，母愛是世界上最偉大的愛。作者通過回憶歷歷往事，用她深情的筆調，為我們譜寫了又一首歌頌母親的贊歌，刻畫了一位平凡而偉大的母親的生動形象，讓我們又一次領略到母親無私奉獻的`崇高精神。

　　該散文文筆優(yōu)美，語言純正，聲情并茂，感人肺腑，愿天下所有的兒女都能像作者一樣真正感受到舐犢情深，并回報這份濃厚、純潔的母愛。

　　當然，本文在事例具體、內容充實方面還有進一步改進的余地。母親的形象也似乎略欠豐滿。

我的母親英語作文 篇7

　　I came back to school after the summer vacation. As soon as I settled down, I made a phone call to my mother. When I talked to her, I could not hold back my tears. “After all,” I said, “You’re my mother.”

　　During the vacation, mother and I had a quarrel. After that we were unwilling to talk with each other. She thought I was her sweet daughter and I believed that she did not respect me. Then after few days, I left home. My mother gave me a full package of home-make food and she said to me, “I cook this morning, take this then you can have it on the train.” However, I refuse to take it. I just turned away and slam the door without saying goodbye to my mother. I was still angry about her. “You’re still my good girl.” My mother said in a low voice chocked with sob.

　　On the train I could not eat anything, I felt terrible. How I wish I had said sorry to my mother before I left. Now all I want to say is, will you forgive me, my dear mother?

　　翻譯：

　　暑假結束后，我回到了學校。我一穩(wěn)定下來，我就立刻打電話給我的母親。當我和她說話時，眼睛止不住流了下來。我對她說，“畢竟，你是我的母親�！�

　　在假期的時候，我和媽媽吵了一架。從那以后我們都不愿意和對方說話了。她認為我不再是那個甜美可愛的女孩了。幾天后，我就離開了家。走之前，媽媽給了我一大包自己做的食品，她對我說：“我今早煮的，你拿著在火車上吃吧。”然后，我拒絕了媽媽的一片好心。然后我轉過身狠狠的摔上門走了。也沒有對她說再見。我還在生她的氣�！澳阋琅f是我的好女兒。”她用低沉的.聲音抽泣著說。

　　在火車上我吃不下任何東西，我感覺很內疚。我真希望在離家之前對我媽媽說聲抱歉啊�，F在我只想說：我最親愛的母親，你愿意原諒我么？

我的母親英語作文 篇8

　　My mother is sixty-three years old, and for the last forty year she has been the village doctor. She has a small clinic that she prepares medicine and treats small injuries, and also sells canned powder milk. Our house has people in and out at all hours of the day and night. The villagers always like to come to her clinic to see the doctor and to meet their neighbors, too.

　　Almost all the villagers come to my mother when their baby is due. My mother is very good at predicting the day the baby will come. Sometimes my mother will not get enough sleep if the babies come late at night or early in the morning. There are special rooms for the mother and baby, and usually they stay at the doctor's house about twenty-four hours. We always like to see the new babies get their first bath because they look so red and small.

　　All the village people know and trust my mother because she is such a quiet, kind, and experienced friend of theirs.