The kindness of nurturing cannot be repaid

Composition 1: "Composition: The kindness of nurturing cannot be repaid" 1000 words

Mom: ??Xiaohe Composition Network

Hello!

I know that forgetfulness is a hateful thief that has almost robbed my soul, but it just can’t steal the smile on your face...

I remember one time. That day happened to be my birthday. Since my father was on a business trip, you had to accompany me to have a big meal at McDonald's in Baoding.

When I arrived at McDonald's, I ordered a lot of my favorite things in one go, but what about you? When I handed you the menu, you..., alas, you handed the menu to the waiter and said with a smile: "I won't order, because the two of us can't eat. Besides, as long as my daughter is happy eating Everything is important." The waiter said "Oh" and went to order the dishes. I waited with you for a while, and the food came. When I saw there were so many delicious foods, I immediately ate them hungrily. And you just look at me and don’t eat it yourself. Every time I take a bite, you smile slightly. Did you know? I haven't seen your smile for many years. So, I secretly said in my heart: I must give you a surprise when my mother celebrates her birthday. Although I think so, time is not forgiving and time passes by minute by minute. When it was your birthday, I forgot about it. Later I learned from my father that your birthday had already passed. I really hate myself for not remembering it. I know you can remember my birthday no matter how busy you are, but I can't. This shows how much you care about me. How much hard work and sweat did you put in when you gave birth to me from childhood to adulthood? With all this, I can never repay your love for me in this life!

The hard work in your career and the hard work in your family are like a sharp knife carving the traces of years on your once young face; they are also like silver threads, adding new ones to your dark hair. sad. I was sad to find that a few strands of silver hair were shining in your once black hair, and the traces of time were left on your smooth face. Sometimes, when I look at you, I really want to change with you! Let you also enjoy your daughter's happiness and joy.

Here, I want to say to my friends: Friends, there is no spring without mother, and there is no love without mother. In fact, we have been walking in the tenderness of our mother. No matter where our wandering footsteps go, we can never leave our mother's love. We are kites in our mother's hands, and the end of the string will always be in our mother's hands. Our mother's love will always accompany us throughout the journey of life!

Mom, although you have no great achievements or thousands of properties, the love you give me is indeed like an endless stream, which can never be exhausted. What you opened to me is a mind like the sea, as delicate as silk, and as warm as spring... I can't repay you for your nurturing kindness!

Mom, here, please let me say something sincerely: Mom, thank you!

Mom, here, please let me say something sincerely: Mom, I love you!

I wish:

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Parents’ nurturing grace

Category: After-reading Word count: 500 words composition

There are many touching things in this world . They are like stars in the sky, twinkling, illuminating people's hearts, illuminating people's behavior and morality. There is a little thing that shines in my heart like a star and I can never forget it.

That day, I had nothing to do at home, so I picked up a newspaper and read it. Suddenly, the three words "mudslide" came into my eyes, and I read it seriously.

This report touched me very much. It mainly talked about a mudslide in a small village. The mudslide had just arrived. The whole village, men, women, old and young, were terrified. Many people were washed away. Here In an extremely critical moment, a father hurriedly called the mother of his child. At this time, the mudslide had rushed into the house. The father held a wall and asked his wife to stand on its shoulders. The wife held up their children with her hands. My daughter, like this, the mudslide swallowed up everything in the house, and swallowed up the little girl's father and mother. ．．．．． When the fire officers and soldiers arrived, people only saw a little girl sitting and looking blankly on the ruins of the mudslide. ．．．．． When people asked about her, she told people intermittently the information about her life.

After I finished reading, I couldn't calm down for a long time. Facing the ruthless mudslide and the decision of life and death, the parents left the hope of life to their daughter, giving the little girl a new life.

This is love, the greatest selfless love in the world, a love that touches people.

Sixth grade of the No. 3 Primary School in Fuyu County, Qiqihar, Heilongjiang:

2 Composition 3: "Chinese composition - Thank you to your parents for your upbringing" 1,100 words

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Thank you parents for your upbringing

Category: Letter Word count: 1200 words composition

Dear Mom and Dad:

Hello everyone:

When I was doing my homework, you brought me a cup of hot milk. When I fell, you gave me the confidence to get up. You held up a piece of blue sky for me. Fly freely. Mom and Dad, it’s you who make me happy.

Mom and Dad, you always care about me. Last time, in the second grade, I accidentally scored 89 points on the math test. The test paper was handed out and I glanced at the scores on the test paper. That number is huge and distinct. There is also a comment on it: Too careless: This comment gave me a hard blow in the head. When I went home in the evening, looking at the bright red numbers and the stern criticism, my schoolbag became much heavier and my steps became heavier. When I got home, you asked me: "What score did I get on the math test?" I turned my face, looked at the ground, and said hesitantly: "Eighty-nine." But mom, you didn't criticize me, you just put your hand on my shoulder. Up~ pointing to a toy on the desk. That toy is two ordinary plastic little people. As long as the wind is turned, one little person will knock down the other little person. The little person will stand up strong every time without flinching. You said to me: "Accepting failure will lead to success." At this time, Dad, you also came over and helped me with the questions. That night, the moon was so bright, and the soft moonlight sprinkled silver all over the ground. The pair of plastic figures are still

standing on the desk.

Mom, how much you love me: I remember that I was still very young at that time, always talking with my mouth open, and putting my little hands on my chest. That day, you were coaxing me to sleep, but I kept pouting, so you told me nice stories. I finally fell asleep, and you hugged me and hummed a song. The clouds dance gently with the singing, the gentle wind blows slowly, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and everything is so harmonious. The streets were empty. Suddenly, a tricycle rushed towards you without warning: you wanted to avoid it, but it was too late. At this time, I was crying in my arms. In order to prevent me from getting hurt, you blocked the tricycle with your arm. ．．．．．． After the car accident, I was safe and sound, but there was a big cut on your arm because of the car, and I needed a lot of stitches. This scar is the scar of maternal love:

Dad, you also love me in every possible way. . One time, I had a fever. You were so anxious that you didn't know what to do. You picked up your bag and rushed out the door. You bought a thermometer and antipyretic medicine. You took my temperature and gave me antipyretic medicine. You were already out of breath from exhaustion, but I coquettishly asked you to eat wontons. You weren't pretending to be impatient. I just picked up an umbrella, changed into a pair of shoes, and hurried to the hotel. When you come back, you will be soaked in water and look very embarrassed. There is also a bowl of steaming wontons in my hand. It turns out that you hid the wontons under the umbrella in order to prevent them from getting wet, but you ran back in the rain. The wontons were already cold when I ate them, but this bowl of wontons contains your deep love for me.

Mom and Dad, your love for me is like a lollipop, sweet but not greasy. Your love for me is like a cool breeze, bringing me coolness. Your love for me is like an umbrella

protecting me from the wind and rain. The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring of water. I will definitely repay your love.

Hey~ Mom and Dad~ let me tell you some good news by the way~ The boys in our class ranked first in the basketball game and the girls ranked third~ It’s awesome, right:

Sincerely,

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Your daughter: Liu Han

December 11, 2011

Fourth grade of Zhejiang Jinyun Experimental Primary School: Liu Han

< p> 3 Composition 4: "We want to thank our parents for their nurturing kindness without asking for anything in return" 600 words

Let nature shine again

When it comes to gratitude, we will naturally think of it We should be grateful to our parents who ask for nothing in return, and we should also be grateful to our teachers who work tirelessly to educate us. But have you ever thought of thanking nature?

Once upon a time, you got up in the morning, opened the window, and looked at the vibrant trees under the window with their faces covered with morning dew and their bodies swaying constantly. , the flowers and plants stretched themselves, and the fresh air rushed towards me, making me feel refreshed and comfortable; I put my schoolbag on my back and walked out of the house. The warm sunshine kissed me, and the delicate flowers spit out their fragrance and welcomed me. The colorful morning glow tells me beautiful stories about last night. A gust of wind blew, and I smelled the elegant floral fragrance. I followed the scent and found a jasmine plant. Several white petals hugged a cluster of stamens, spitting out wisps of fragrance. I couldn't help but hum the folk song "Jasmine". Lyrics: "What a beautiful jasmine flower, what a beautiful jasmine flower, the branches are full of fragrance and beauty, fragrant and beautiful, everyone praises it?". Passing by a small river, the clear water was singing songs, and the small fish danced in a group under the water. Looking at the various gifts given by nature, a voice couldn't help shouting in my heart: Great nature Yeah, I love you~

However, I don’t know when it started. When you open the window, the beautiful flowers, plants and trees disappear, and the fresh air is replaced by a pungent smell, which makes you want to close it immediately. window. The clouds in the sky became gray; the forest in the distance lost its former green, revealing its bare backbone. The water in the small river has become turbid and emits a foul odor; the little fish have disappeared without a trace, and they don't know where to hide. Looking around, we can see that people have inadvertently changed the originally beautiful nature beyond recognition and left scars everywhere.

Looking at the nature today, I couldn’t help shouting loudly: Kind people, please be grateful

For everything nature has given, repay nature, let us** *Work together to restore nature

Let’s bring out yesterday’s elegance and vitality ~ Composition 5: “The kindness of parents in raising children should not be repaid in this way” 1500 words

Dad, I'm back. . . .

The warm sunshine.

Let the dimness of memory be filled with hope.

Whose poems form lines in the past.

The butterfly flapped its wings.

The colorful dandelions are nostalgic for the old days.

Whose warmth turns into ice in longing?

{A person's desert island}

In July, the sun is always too warm. People who are warm want to sleep lazily, and people who are warm don't want to move, just want to be quiet. I am doing something seriously in a corner, enjoying a very comfortable life without rushing around. I always like to go to the river when the sun is going down and stand quietly on the lonely Celebrity Bridge, blowing the river breeze, listening to the sound of waves, and looking into the distance. Imagine that the place further ahead may be better. For the first time, I smiled when I saw the sky, like an innocent child with a kind of magic that can make people focus. Even if she is sad, she can hide her sadness well behind her smile. As time passed, I found that I seemed to have become obsessed with this irresistible smile. I hope that one day, I can have such a wonderful flower on my own desert island.

Days like this have gradually become a habit that I don’t want to change or can’t change anymore.

Perhaps, life is like a long movie that has not yet been released. No one knows who will meet in that segment and what kind of story will begin. However, on a certain day of a certain year and a certain month, I unexpectedly met her and let her live in my desert island freely, letting her explain herself with various emotions and expressions. She has a name that makes people feel warm when hearing it. But on the contrary, she is not a warm woman. She lives bravely with a heart that longs to touch the sun, just as she is cold but knows how to use her smile and pride as her own protective color. In fact, she is a child with a story. She doesn't know what it means to be brave, but she hides everything deeply in her heart, taking back everything, whether sad or beautiful. Is this the beginning of happiness or the end of sadness. No one knows.

{Dad, I really miss you}

The bus I took slowly drove through the long Moruo Avenue, looking at the various faces outside the window , An inexplicable melancholy rose in my heart. Dad, I have wanted to go back to see you for a long time. I wonder how you are doing now? There are thousands of things I want to tell you, but I don’t know where to start. Did you know that my child is actually not doing well. He has too many questions and too many worries. What should I do? Dad, my child really misses you, the food made by Dad, the beard of Dad, the shirt of Dad, and the long-lost smell of Dad.

Dad, do you know? The price of the sweet and sour tofu cake at the intersection has increased. It is no longer 1 yuan a bowl before, but now 3 yuan a bowl. But the taste is not as good as before, a little less sweet.

Dad, do you know? The Dadu River has swollen again. I heard that Sunba was flooded. I don’t know if anyone was killed. I don’t know if the wasteland that used to be full of dandelions was flooded.

Dad, do you know? I made a mistake again, always by accident. I made a mistake this time, not too big or too small. I don’t know how it will end yet. It’s all my fault for being careless. I lost my job over this.

Dad, do you know? Mom has lost weight again, and her hair has turned a lot whiter. It's all my fault for not taking good care of her. Dad, do you know? I've been having insomnia recently, and I'm always thinking about her who has left her long ago. Dad, am I being ridiculous? I don't know why I live like this, but I still think she is very cute, really, very beautiful! Although she is sometimes so cold that it makes people feel distressed.

Dad, do you know. . . . . .

{Dad, I can become stronger}

Dad, I am back, and I am standing in front of you and looking at you. A lot of weeds have grown on your grave. But don't worry, I'll clean it up for you right away. Yes, I'll clean it up for you right away.

Dad, I don’t know why I want to cry. My nose is so sore that it hurts. I know it's time for you to talk to me again. Said that I am not strong enough and a man still wants to cry. Don't worry, Dad, I am no longer the person I used to be. I have grown up and I can bear it. I can learn to be stronger. Although I don’t know what will happen in the future. Dad, how much I want to stay by your side like this, let your warmth melt my sadness, and give me the overwhelming happiness that I once had but has gone far away.

Dad, please allow me to stay a little longer. I am tired and I will smoke a cigarette. I remember that you did not smoke in the past and taught me not to smoke. However, forgive me, because smoking can temporarily anesthetize myself and allow me to relax briefly. Hey, after saying so much, I don’t know if Dad thinks your son is very annoying. Okay, Dad, it’s time for the kid to leave. I’ll come back to see you later, if. . If I could ever come back. Composition 6: "The kindness of nurturing is repaid in this way" 800 words

The kindness of nurturing is repaid in this way

There are only more than 200 people in the small mountain village. No matter what troubles there are, the city will be full of storms. . There is an old lady in the village. Her husband died early. She raised a son and a daughter with great difficulty. She endured a lot of hardships and suffered a lot. Finally, it was time for her children to get married and start a business, and it was time to enjoy peace and happiness. But the children But they had a big quarrel over who should raise her. After the quarrel, the old man was raised by his son. The son never allowed his daughter to visit his mother, and the brother and sister broke off their friendship.

The old mother followed her son and thought about her daughter, helpless as she could. Her daughter-in-law disliked this and that. It can be said that "an old man has no place to sit, and an old dog has no place to sleep." The one who picked on the old man all day long fell ill. The daughter knew that she wanted to come back for a visit, but the son refused. They placed the old man in a small room in the backyard. When the rice was cooked, they poured a bowl of rice into the bowl prepared for the mother. They took care of the old man like a dog. One day , the old man felt better, so he took a noodle bag and went from house to house begging for food. The kind villagers brought big bowls for her to scoop out. She smiled and said no, she was just making it for her son, who felt embarrassed. , the mother was no longer allowed to go outside, and the old man's health became worse and worse, and finally she was bedridden. The son did not find a doctor for her, but he still poured a bowl of rice on time regardless of whether he had finished or not. When he felt something was wrong, the old mother would not have known. When she passed away, the relatives who went to carry her said, "It's so pitiful, half of her body is covered with maggots." The old mother died, and word of his son's unfilial piety spread. He couldn't stay and had no shame to stay, so he had to move to the city. Not long after, he had a car accident. His life was saved, but his legs could no longer move. From then on, he had to stand up Life on crutches. Her son also got married, and his daughter-in-law was even more unfilial. Her biological mother was sick, and she just moved the clothes with a stick. Her grandson pushed his sick grandmother out of the house

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The way they repay their kindness is passed down from generation to generation, and no one needs to teach it. I can’t help but think of the story of Bao Bao in Qingfeng Pavilion who was unfilial and his parents hit a pillar and died, and he was struck by lightning. Such stories. I don’t know how many more people there are, and I don’t know how many people come to repay their parents in this way. I don’t know if they have ever known that crows have the feeling of feeding back. I don’t know if they have ever known what the kindness of raising children is. To repay the kindness of raising children like this, be careful. Will be furious.

2／2 Composition 7: "Thanks to parents for their upbringing" 1000 words

Thanks to parents for their upbringing

Zengweiqing, Heyuan City, Guangdong Province

"The dam blocks the clear flow, the gears crush civilization, busyness dilutes emotions, and material defeats spirit."

Perhaps this is really the tragedy of contemporary people's emotions. But "the forest wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, the son wants to be raised but the relatives don't wait" is also a tragic ending that no one wants to see.

Life is not as perfect as imagined

Children can never appreciate the hard work of their parents. Although we cannot share the hardships of life with our parents, we can let them worry less about our lives. You must know that even a simple word of concern or even a simple meal cooked by yourself will make the seemingly calm parents extremely moved

In the past twenty or thirty years

Parents Time and time again, we brought our siblings to this world from the gate of hell

From the moment we were born

They began a long and arduous life

Although it was hard and tiring

My parents worked hard and raised us up.

When we encounter difficulties, when we are wronged, when we make mistakes,

they are the first to devote everything to helping us

It is they They were the first to patiently enlighten us

They were the first to forgive us without hesitation

In the hazy moment

One after another suddenly flashed in my mind Picture:

When I was a child

Late at night, my parents would get up and quietly cover us who loved to kick the quilt;

When I was in school, my parents would be there as soon as I got home. The meals prepared by our mother always let us eat more;

In the evening, the family gathered around the dining table and listened to their mother telling stories about the hardships of their childhood;

It’s the Spring Festival, dad. My mother took us to walk to my grandma's house, and the whole way was filled with songs and laughter;

When we grew up

When we were studying or working away from home, our parents would always call us from time to time to ask how we were doing. Okay?

When I get home at the end of the year, I listen to my mother tell us about the unforgettable memories of our childhood;

After dinner, we gather in front of the TV and listen to my father explain the recent social trends. Big news; when it was time to separate, our parents were busy packing our luggage for fear that we would miss something;

What about the future

I know

With gray hair on their temples, they will still pray silently for us in the distance until their children have gone home; they who originally didn’t speak much will still call us as always until they are speechless; their teeth are already gone When there are not many left, they will make our favorite rice cakes for us until they can no longer hold the spatula; during holidays, they will also stand at the door anxiously waiting for their children to come home safely, until they can no longer directly No

Stand up.

Parents do not want their children to contribute much to the family

Nor do they want their children to win glory for the motherland

They just want to see their children Everyone is safe and healthy

Their biggest request is just for their children to go home and visit them often when they have time

But such a simple thing is not worth mentioning Requirement

Is it really that difficult for children all over the world to do this?

Name: Zeng Weiqing Gender: Female Age: 22 years old

Contact information: Tel: 13829328844 Landline: 0762-3357678 QQ email: 2218861335@qq.

Address: A303, third floor, Xinyuan Building, at the intersection of Datong Road and Chang'an Street, Heyuan City, Guangdong Province Postal Code: 517000 Essay 8: "Parents' Upbringing" 300 words

Memories The nurturing grace of my parents is really countless! Because when a person is born, he or she has parents, and when a child gets sick, aren’t their parents always taking them to the doctor? Who in the world does not have the nurturing grace of parents? Today, I will talk about it. My parents’ upbringing! I was only 5 years old at the time, and I couldn’t write or hold a pen. During the summer vacation, the Youth Activity Center of Shenzhen School held activities at school. My father wanted me to learn some skills, so he took me to participate. There are many interest classes, such as: singing, dancing, calligraphy,..., so I participated in the calligraphy interest class. The teacher first taught us how to hold a brush. I thought it was difficult to hold a brush, but I didn't expect that I learned how to hold a brush in no time. The method is: the middle finger is below, the ten fingers are a little above the middle finger, and the thumb is on the left, close to the middle finger and ten fingers. The teacher taught me how to hold a pen and how to write strokes... At home, in order for me to learn calligraphy better, my father bought several practice calligraphy books for me to practice. Dad could have had a good rest, but in order for me to learn calligraphy well, he came to teach me calligraphy in person. After some hard practice, I finally learned how to write calligraphy. Once, I participated in the Shenzhen-Hong Kong-Macao Calligraphy Competition and won a special prize. Award, the whole family is very happy. Composition 9: "Parents' Upbringing Grace" 400 words

Parents' Upbringing Grace

In this world, there are many touching things.

They are like stars in the sky, twinkling, illuminating people's hearts, behavior and morality. There is a little thing that shines in my heart like a star and I can never forget it.

That day, I had nothing to do at home, so I picked up a newspaper and read it. Suddenly, the three words "mudslide" came into my eyes, and I read it seriously.

This report touched me very much. It mainly talked about a mudslide that occurred in a small village. When the mudslide just came, the whole village, men, women, old and young, were terrified. Many people were washed away. Here, In an extremely critical moment, a father hurriedly called the mother of his child. At this time, the mudslide had rushed into the house. The father held a wall and asked his wife to stand on its shoulders. The wife held up their children with her hands. Daughter, in this way, the mudslide swallowed up everything in the house and swallowed up the little girl’s father and mother? When the fire officers and soldiers arrived, people only saw a little girl sitting and looking blankly on the ruins of the mudslide? When people asked about him, she told people intermittently information about her survival.

This is love, the greatest selfless love in the world, a love that moves people.

Grade 6, No. 3 Primary School, Fuyu County, Qiqihar, Heilongjiang:

Thanks to my parents for raising me

Sometimes, I feel that my mother’s voice is getting older. You will find that Dad has more gray hair. Why, because of me ~ because I am their life, so they are speechless. Of course, we can be speechless, but we cannot be indifferent, and we cannot not repay kindness.

Thanking parents for their upbringing is something everyone should do. This can be said to be a matter of gratitude, or even more so, of filial piety. The word "filial piety" has the word "老" on the top and the word "子" on the bottom, which means that our parents have raised us and we should repay them.

Our mother endured a painful C-section when we were born. My mother told me that after the anesthesia wears off, the long wound becomes excruciatingly painful. In addition, he was weak and often had diarrhea. Mother was so tired before we were sensible.

When I became sensible, I was still weak and sickly and could not let my parents relax. I saw my mother knitting sweaters late at night and my father getting up early to cook breakfast more than once, and I was moved and shocked more than once. Whenever I had a fever at night, my mother would stay awake all night, wrapping me tightly in a quilt, and touching my hot forehead from time to time. The wrinkles on my face showed a trace of worry. It’s really hard for my mother who didn’t sleep all night and still had to go to work the next day~

I was moved again and again and I knew I should thank my parents. On Mother's Day, I sent my mother a bouquet of flowers and a card. Because she gave me a life more beautiful than flowers. On Father's Day, I dedicate a table of meals cooked by my own hands because my father gave me food and clothing.

Grandpa was washing dishes, and dad walked over: "Dad, let me do it~" Dad was also grateful. My mother-in-law was sweeping the floor, and my mother walked over and said, "Mom, let me do it~" My mother was also grateful. It's true, everyone will be grateful, because everyone has parents, and no one is the one whose parents pooped and pooped until they were big. I ran up and took the dishcloth from my father: "Dad, let me do it~" I I took the broom from my mother and smiled: "Mom, let me do it~"

When my parents saw me like this, they were so happy that they couldn't help their parents. If you are very happy, you will praise us. We can be speechless, but we will not be indifferent. Let us use practical actions to thank our parents for their upbringing.

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