Excellent composition of love 1 This is something I still remember. From this incident, I understand the true meaning of maternal love-tolerance.
When I was a child, I was naughty and willful. I am a "little princess" at home, and I often cry and make a scene for a little thing. I remember when I first went to school, I often left my school supplies or exercise books at home. For this reason, the teacher always says that I am forgetful and have no memory in class! Once, my test paper disappeared, and I didn't think much about it, so I decided to leave it at home. After school in the afternoon, as soon as I got home, I shouted at my mother, "Who told you to go through my schoolbag?" It's your fault. I was criticized by the teacher today. ""I help you pack your bag, but also for your own good! "My mother said softly." For my own good? For my own good, don't go through my things! "I shouted. My mother stopped saying anything and turned her head to do her own thing. I also went back to the house to do my homework angrily. But when I opened my pencil case, I was dumbfounded The original paper was put in the interlayer of the pencil case by me. No wonder I couldn't find it after looking for it for a long time, which made me wrong about my mother.
After dinner, I said shyly to my mother, "My mother, I was wrong about you today. Please forgive me! " ""Silly girl, you are all your own children. I don't know what you lack. You must learn to be organized in the future and don't bother your mother. I am very satisfied! "My mother seems to be an understatement on the surface, but I still found something out of the corner of my mother's eye.
That night, I hid under the covers and secretly cried. At the same time, I also realized that maternal love is selfless, and love can contain everything; Motherly love is eternal and will not be diluted by years. The word "love" contains something more valuable than gold. In the future, I will treat my mother and all the people who love me with a grateful heart. I will also tolerate everyone with love and the world with love.
Excellent composition of love 2 "The thread in the loving mother's hand makes clothes for the wayward boy's body ..." This is the most accurate interpretation of maternal love. Every morning, when I am still sleeping, my mother gets up early to cook for me. After dinner, she sent me to school safely before rushing to work. When my exam results are not ideal, my mother will patiently analyze my mistakes with me and help me rebuild my confidence; When I encounter difficulties and my will is not firm, my mother will give me encouragement; When I was timid, my mother gave me courage and courage in time.
It's raining harder and harder outside, and there is a lot of water on the road. Mom was riding a bike, and I sat behind the car seat with an umbrella, and the rain "crackled" on the umbrella. I moved my umbrella forward. "Take your umbrella and don't get wet, or you will catch a cold." Mother said, while pedaling hard, the heavy rain poured on her body. I saw her cat waist, riding forward against the wind and rain. I hid behind my mother. She is my windshield and umbrella, and I am not afraid of anything with her protection.
When I got home, my mother's clothes were all wet, but I didn't get caught in the rain. She took off her wet clothes, put on clean clothes and hurried into the kitchen to cook. My mother has a fever at night. I was really anxious and distressed, but she didn't complain. She lay down for two days before she recovered. She goes to work as usual, does housework and drives me to and from school. She is always so happy.
Motherly love is a key to open the door of knowledge, a bright lamp on the ship at night, a ballad echoing in the night sky, and a clear spring in our hearts.
Campus is like a quiet harbor, which is pregnant with our growth. However, the class is our boat. In the vast sea, it leads us to ride the wind and waves, and we embark on a new journey with brand-new dreams. Speaking of our class, it is composed of groups of naughty students and teachers who love life as much as children. This is a lively and extraordinary family. Because our naughty teachers often feel helpless and in distress, the whole class is full of vitality. Praise our class. That's like a mother-in-law praising her son-in-law-that's good! Our class has a good style of study. The students are meticulous in class, concentrate on listening to the teacher, and don't look around or whisper in class. Teachers also do their duty and teach us patiently and tirelessly. Students help each other and forge ahead. If anyone is vague or doesn't understand what the teacher said, everyone will actively and enthusiastically help him. For students with poor grades, everyone often encourages him, never laughs at him, protects his self-esteem, and * * * helps him to make progress and actively participate in learning. Students are very disciplined, never late for school, and never absent from class. Every exam, our class is among the best in any subject, which has won unanimous praise from parents and school leaders. This is the result of the efforts of teachers and students! Our head teacher, Mr. Chen, pays special attention to the cultivation of our ability. She often encourages us to take an active part in various activities. So our class is full of talents. Li Jining, a star of reading, has many ideas and a glib tongue; Dong Qingyu, a gifted scholar, is vivid and fascinating; Zhao Ge, an excellent anchor, not only has a good image, but also has a nice voice. She has become a little star in our school. In addition to them, our class also has calligraphy prince Wu, the strongest reciter, the blackboard designer, and so on. And I am the little housekeeper of our class. Of course, all this is inseparable from the education of teachers and the help of classmates.
Time flies. In another year, we will leave our beloved class and bid farewell to our classmates who live together, study together and make progress together. How can this not remind me to keep it as a souvenir?
Now many young people know that February 14 is Valentine's Day. On that day, everyone will present a red rose to their beloved and then say a word of confidence. But how many of them can know that the second Sunday in May is our Mother's Day? Perhaps, they will suddenly think of it, but it is often just perfunctory, which shows that Mother's Day is far less important than Valentine's Day in their minds.
Recalling our mother, she gave us such selfless and broad love. Whether you are a baby or a strong young man, from babbling to getting married, that maternal love is always by your side. This kind of love will not change because of the change of seasons, nor will it weaken because of the passage of time. At the dinner table, mother will give you the best fish, but she often says that she only likes fish heads; In the snowstorm, even if she is shivering with cold, she will wait for you outside the door. ...
A very noble mother image was created in the movie Nine Fragrances. She abandoned the love she deserved for her children, and spent all her financial resources and life energy and painstaking efforts ... As time went by, the children grew up one by one, but the wind and frost of the years eroded her mercilessly ... Mother has a * * * nature: she never expects anything in return for doing things for her children, but the children never seem to understand her heart and always nag her. There is an old saying in China: "You don't know your parents' kindness if you don't raise children. "Maybe, when we are parents, we will understand the mother's pains.
Echoing the end, the familiar melody "Find some leisure, find some time ... and often go home to see ..." sounded again. In the song, I seem to see my mother standing at the door waiting for her son to come home. Dear friends, remember to go home on the second Sunday in May, bring a bunch of holy carnations and a sweet smile, and then say to your mother, "Mom, today is Mother's Day, I wish you a happy holiday!" I love you forever! "
I, sitting on the comfortable sofa, forgot the cowardice of a person at home, because he gave me courage; Sitting at the self-study desk, I forgot the fatigue in the "sea of questions" because of her encouragement; I, in order to do less summer homework, pretended to sleep in bed and forgot the angry eyes of the teacher after school, because he gave me the most tolerant understanding. what is love ? The most "solid" brick always protects the grass-roots buildings and becomes the "patron saint" of "architecture"; Love is the dribs and drabs of life. ......
Dad ~ courage
I am a girl who always stays at home alone, not because I lack the love of my parents, but because my parents are busy at work, and I really want to ask my parents to accompany me! I called him at work and he said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. There is a monster. You eat it, I hit it, I hit it! " "At that moment, I smiled happily and proudly. Cowardice has disappeared forever in my dictionary.
Grandpa ~ got it
My grandfather has worked in other places for many years, and only goes home during the winter and summer holidays and the Chinese New Year. Pretend to sleep when you are tired of writing holiday homework. My grandfather is very clever and doesn't bother me. Sometimes he doesn't talk until nine o'clock. When I finally get up and start doing boring homework, he will send me a glass of warm milk. ......
Mom ~ encourage
My mother is very busy at work. I am an independent girl. My mother bought me exercises. I will do it carefully, there is a lot of homework. At this time, mom will be happy to make a "V" gesture. My fingers are no longer empty, but full and exposed love. My mother will also chat with me for a while. Listen:
"Are you tired?" Mom said with a worried face.
"Hey, I don't believe it if I'm not tired!" I said helplessly.
"Take a break!" She said easily.
"......"
In my life dictionary, there is no timidity, cowardice, blame, courage, encouragement and understanding. However, with these, in the final analysis, it is full of love. Love is a small grain of sand, which will shine brilliantly and become the grass root to care for the growth of the "building". Yes, with these many grass-roots units, the "building" can be happy and healthy.
Many times, parents' love is like a bird flying across the sky-it often comes without leaving a trace. ...
It was a dark night and there was a strong wind outside the window. I finished cleaning the classroom and began to pack my schoolbag, ready to go home. "hey!" Suddenly there was thunder in the sky, followed by a downpour. I had a bad heart, so I put my clothes on my head and rushed out. Just arrived at the school gate, two familiar figures flashed into my eyes-my father and my mother, but both of them had only an umbrella in their hands. My mother smiled and said to me, "Your father and I both came directly from the office without an umbrella. Let's share a battle. " "No, it's raining too hard, and two people will get wet when they fight. I want to give this umbrella to Shi Hao. " Dad said quickly and held out his umbrella. "I want to have a fight with my father." Then I jumped under my father's umbrella. My father held an umbrella in one hand and tried his best to protect my shoulder in the other. Three people and two umbrellas were hidden in the water mist. At that moment, I felt so happy.
In the dim light, my mind suddenly flashed one picture after another: I remember, because I was in a hurry to go to school, I forgot to bring my exercise book. After my father found out, he ran to send it to the classroom for me; I remembered that time when I forgot to go home because I was playing basketball, and my mother hurried to find me. I remembered his urgent voice in the microphone when I called my father who was away on business: "The fuse is in the toolbox on the balcony, so don't forget to pull out the knife first when you fuse"; I remember every time I met an exam, my mother said, "Don't panic, believe in yourself." ..... Too many past events suddenly gushed out, making me cry.
Parents' love is like the fragrant touch of lily, which slowly gathers and no longer drifts away. I feel infinite happiness in the fragrance of love.
Friday morning, the alarm clock didn't wake me up on time. When I was still fast asleep, I suddenly heard a quick cry: "Get up, get up, we will be late!" " "I wiped myself clean, but the alarm clock was broken. While dressing, I muttered, "Why didn't you call me earlier? Now the teacher will criticize me! "Without breakfast, I grabbed my schoolbag and ran to school.
It's cloudy and thunders from time to time. At this time, I have forgotten my fear. I am bent on getting to school quickly. Don't be late! When I stood panting at the door of the classroom, my classmates were already reading early. I cried timidly, "Report!" The teacher nodded and motioned for me to go in. Although it was not criticized, it was deducted. Looking at the light rain outside the window, I feel terrible. I've been complaining about my mother all morning: why didn't you call me earlier? You know you're going to be late. Why don't you ride me? why
It rained harder and harder after school at noon. I was worried about how to get home when a familiar figure came into my sight. It turned out to be my mother. She picked me up with an umbrella! But when I think about what happened in the morning, my original happy mood disappears instantly. My mother seemed to notice something and dragged me home without saying a word. Reluctantly, I was at her mercy and we didn't talk all the way!
When I got home, my mother went into the kitchen and got busy. Looking at her wet shoulders and listening to the sound of chopping vegetables, I suddenly became irritable. I should not blame my mother. She doesn't know that the alarm clock is broken!
"Wow, it smells good! Mom, what did you make delicious? " "Why? Don't blame me? " I smiled shyly and took the bowl in my mother's hand. "Ah, my favorite tomato and egg noodles!" ""come on, little greedy cat! The reason why my mother didn't send you to school in the morning is to let you know that you should try to solve your own problems and learn from them. Only in this way will similar things not happen again. " "Oh, so that's it! I thought you didn't love me! " "Ha ha ha" laughter filled the whole room!
Love is a sincere word, love is an ordinary action, love is an affectionate eye god, love can give people spring-like warmth, love can melt a cold heart, love makes people full of warmth! How many people have loved us in this decade? Have we ever loved them?
Since we came to this world, we have a mouthful of food and clothes every day. My mother is very tired every day, loving and protecting us! I still remember one time, I had a fever at night, and my mother took me out to see a doctor, even though it was so dark and cold. How pure maternal love is!
Some people say, "Father loves mountains." When we encounter difficulties, there is someone who will always be our shield. When we are weak, there is someone who will always be our backer. This person is you-dad. Fatherly love is great.
When we are tired of studying, it is our friends who let us have a rest. It was our friends who came to visit us when we caught a cold. When we are depressed, it is the words of comfort from our friends; When you are happy; Friends share it with us. Who is the most urgent help in the long journey of life? Who is the most credible advice from? Who do you confide in? By the way, friends. Someone said, "People in this world can't live without their parents and friends." So how important a friend is, how important his love for us is. The love of friends can't be lost!
There are people who love us everywhere in the world, but have you ever thought about who we loved and who we loved? In fact, it is not difficult to love others. As long as we extend our warm hands, we can ignite the hope of life!
Excellent composition of love 9 Is love to be expressed? -inscription
"After learning this text, you should learn a word' expression'."
"This year's Spring Festival Gala song,' Love me, you kiss me, love me, you hug me ...' Love is to be expressed. "
Those are what the teacher said. Is love really to be expressed?
I think it's a person who can't express love, so you have been taking the initiative. Even if I really like you, I will never take the initiative to say "I like you"; Even if I really miss you, I never say "I miss you"; Even though I really wanted to chat with you, I never took the initiative to find you. ...
You always say "I like you" and "I miss you" to me ...
As you said, "No matter how much you care in your heart, it always looks cold on the surface." I really am. Well, it's hard to change.
I never have the courage to say those words to you. I think you should ask yourself several times, "Do you really like me?" You should doubt my feelings for you. If so, I won't blame you. I am a person who can't express love.
It is difficult for me to express a seemingly simple behavior, which is really difficult. I tried to summon up the courage to take the initiative to find you several times, but the courage didn't brew for long. Then, I wait for you to take the initiative. ...
You must be very tired with me. Very tired ...
You may have thought about giving up this relationship. Maybe you want to, but maybe it's because of your promise to me that you haven't spoken.
A promise is a promise because you know what you can never keep.
If you want to end it, I won't insist on it There is a kind of love called giving up.
I never knew I loved you so much before. Now, I think I love you, and I have a strong feeling in my heart.
probably
Break free from each other's hands
It is best not to know each other.
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Love 10' s excellent composition, every minute and every second, I have great expectations in my heart;
Every minute in life is very precious;
Every minute, every second, is quite terrible in the passage of time.
In the long river of life, everyone will encounter love, but time, place, environment and age determine the life span of love.
A girl married a brother, because in her world, she never enjoyed the love of her brother and sister. Every day, I am surrounded by my brother like a child. My brother grows longer and shorter, and he makes fun of her. The boy loves his sister, too. They used to play table tennis and basketball together. In class, it became their free chat room. The teacher splashed saliva on the platform, and they frantically threw notes below. Arc communication with them, the results have never fallen. Because boys love Jay Chou, they happily spend every minute in Jay's melody. As time went on, the boy confessed to the girl. The girl has always liked her brother, but she doesn't know how to face such a situation. From then on, they lived in another form. The girl is listening to the sound of petals blooming. They laughed and wandered in Jay's melody, but their achievements were threatened. For various reasons, the girl broke up, the petals fell, and the two of them plunged into their studies again, and a new beginning awaited them to create.
Listen to the sound of flowers. At the moment when the petals bloom, the soft sound of flowers seems to be a world apart language.
Love is happy, but it is really painful for a moment.
Love is freedom, but we should know the moderation of time and age.
Love is a rare product, but you should know how to give up in the learning environment.
The direction of the tree is determined by the wind.
The direction of life is up to you.
In fact, giving up is also a beauty!
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Love excellent composition 1 1 Everyone says that "a child with a mother is like a treasure", and my mother's actions really make me feel how much her mother loves me.
I remember that I had a fever that morning ... "Fanfan-get up-!" With the sweet voice of my mother, I was just about to get up, but I felt weak all over, like spreading cartilage. "What's the matter?" Mother had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. "What's wrong with you today?" "I have no strength! It's so hot! " I said weakly. "Ah?" Mom quickly took my temperature with a thermometer, "42 degrees!" " "Mom hurriedly picked me up and hurried to the hospital. My body of more than 20 kilograms is on my thin mother, and her mother is inevitably struggling. A drop of sweat is slipping from her cheek, her tired eyes are staring ahead, and her sore feet are still rushing to the hospital step by step. "mom! "My eyes are full of many shiny things.
Finally, I arrived at the hospital, and my tired mother was still running around to register me, take me to see a doctor and write me a prescription.
I'm grateful for all this. Finally, my illness recovered, and my mother was relieved, carrying me home. On the way, I found that it was already dark, and I was surprised again. My mother didn't say anything bitter, didn't say that she was tired, carried me all day, and didn't take a day off to see me. My tears dripped down again, on my mother's thin shoulders, on my mother's tired feet and on my mother's almost empty hands.
When I got home, my mother just put me on the bed, and my whole body collapsed to the ground limply.
The next day, when I was combing my mother's hair, I found a lot of white hair. She knew, just smiled. My dear mother, you work hard for me day after day without rest; My dear mother, you let many white hairs sneak into your long black hair for me; My dear mother, you work hard for me, but on your mother's bill, you want nothing more.
At the moment my mother fell, I knew what love was. Love means that my mother works hard and asks for nothing in return. Love is that a mother works hard for her children all day without rest. Love is a mother's care for her children; Love is that mother never talks about fatigue and resentment!
The excellent composition of love 12 Parents' love is like an ark, full of hope for our future generations.
Once upon a time, there was an apple tree. That is a boy's friend. They often play and laugh together.
However, the boy grew up and didn't come often, and the tree was lonely. One day, the boy came. The tree wanted to play hide-and-seek with him, but the boy said, "I have grown up and can't play with you anymore." I need money! I want toys! "The tree said:"
I have no money either, but if you pick my fruit and sell it in the market, you will have money to buy toys. "So, the boy had a toy.
A few months later, the boy came under the tree again: "I want to build another house at home." Can you give me wood? " The tree said, "I have no wood either, but if you cut off my branches, you will have wood." So the boy had wood.
After a long time, the boy said to the tree, "now I want to go rafting." Can you give me a boat? " The tree said, "I don't have a boat either. However, if you cut my trunk, you can build a boat. " The tree was so happy to see the boy set sail happily-but it wasn't true. Ten years later, the boy, no, he is a young man now; The young man is back. He said to the tree, no, it's a stump. "Well, I'm back. I just want a place to rest now. " The tree said, "That's just right. My stump can give you a rest. " So, the boy had a place to rest. This apple tree ... sacrificed himself. What did he get? As long as the boy is satisfied ... and this tree is just like our parents, isn't it?
That's right. Remember who took care of you when you were sick? Parents; Remember who was covering you when you kicked the quilt? Parents; Who will comfort you when you are sad? It's parents!
I am ashamed to write here ... I really appreciate this composition and let me know how great the love of my parents is!
The excellent composition of love 13 Every time I see my parents running for a better life, my heart is not just filled with guilt. Today, I want to do something for them to thank them.
Neither mom nor dad was at home this morning. In the past, even if the house was in a mess, I always had to wait until my parents came home to cook for me, and I wouldn't eat until I came back. But it's different now.
In the morning, my parents went out one after another. After finishing my homework and looking at the messy dormitory, I picked up my broom and began to sweep it carefully. My father taught me to sweep the floor in an orderly way, starting from the corner and then sweeping a large area, in order to sweep it clean. I climbed into bed again and folded the messy quilt neatly. Look how well I folded it.
Ah, it's eleven o'clock. Time to cook! I was sitting in a chair, and suddenly a good idea flashed through my mind: I might as well fry another egg for dinner, which would taste better.
So, I took out two eggs from the refrigerator and gently put them on the edge of the bowl. When I knocked, the thick egg white poured out and the golden yolk rolled out. "Bangbang ..." Egg whites and egg yolks are mixed together to form a small golden pond. Eggs can be put into the pot! "Zillah ..." At the moment when the baby egg entered the pot, the choking smoke rose slowly. "Ahem" chef is about to show his talents!
I picked up a shovel and kept stirring in the pot. Turn the egg up and buckle it down. This is a great change. Ah, it's time for salt. I found the salt shaker. Dig a spoonful of salt with a small spoon and sprinkle it on the scrambled golden eggs. Mmm, it smells good!
Just sitting at the dining table, the door creaked and my parents went home. I made a gesture of "please" and invited my parents in. "surprise!"
Excellent composition of love 14 Every happy family has a good family style. I live in such a family, with grandparents, parents and a harmonious family atmosphere. I depend on them.
At home, mom and dad will inevitably bump into each other because of some small things, but they will never blame and scold each other. What they showed me was a rational side. Especially mothers are very filial to their elders. They deserve a mirror when they are weak. Grandparents often boast that I have a good wife. Neighbors often praise my mother as a capable person who can help others. My mother often teaches me at home: at home, I should be filial to my grandparents and take care of my younger brother; At school, we should respect teachers, help classmates and be good and sensible students. Outside, if you see that others need help, you should try to help others.
I remember one summer vacation, a tramp stood in front of my house. Mom found out. Sorry, pity came to him, so he filled a bowl of rice, brought some vegetables, and conveniently took a big and sweet pear from the coffee table and put it in his arms. This situation, this scene, has affected my young mind. I love bread without hesitation, and there are only three kinds. Gave the tramp five yuan pocket money. My mother not only didn't blame me, but also praised me for doing the right thing. The tramp also thanked my mother and me and bowed deeply to us. It turns out that helping others is a happy thing. I am very happy. Since then, whenever I meet someone in trouble, I will try my best to help him, explain the problems to my classmates at school, often lend my classmates stationery, and sometimes donate my pocket money to strangers in need.
Giving love and strength is my duty and my family style. As long as everyone pays a love, the world will become a beautiful world.
Excellent composition of love 15 when you are afraid, maternal love is a stepping stone; When it is dark, maternal love is a bright light; When tired, maternal love is a bay of life water; When I succeed, maternal love is an encouragement and vigilance ... thank you, mom. It was your encouragement and letting go that made me surpass myself.
I remember one summer, a group of us came to a small village with trees. There is a stream not far from there, but it has dried up. An ancient stone bridge stands on the beach, and my brother and I traveled together with two dogs to the dry stream. Brother said, "Let's jump!" Never give up, I readily agree. My brother was so quick that he jumped to his feet and jumped safely. I am also eager to try, but when I look down, the river bank is a bit high! At this point, I stayed on the shore, afraid to move. My brother called me a coward below and even the dog looked at me with a wry smile. I lowered my head and eyes in dismay.
Tears swirled in her eyes.
At this time, my mother came to me with a water bottle and a towel. She saw my expression and understood half of it. She smiled and said to me, "It's not difficult. Just overcome your fear!" " While talking, my mother kept doing the movements, demonstrated herself first, and jumped at once. Mom looked up at me with encouraging eyes: "Don't be afraid, son, mom is below!" " "Looking into my mother's eyes, my strength suddenly filled my whole body. I clenched my hands, gritted my teeth, jumped down, and squatted down gently at the moment I landed, hey! Great, I made it! My mother hugged me, kissed me deeply and said, "son, you did it, great!" " "
No matter how thin she is, she is willing to shelter me from the wind and rain. No matter how young she is, she is willing to give everything for me. This is her-my mother, a great and selfless mother.
Mom, I love you, thank you for always giving me strength!