I remember when the second grade winter vacation was about to start, I accidentally fell down, and my forehead just hit the glass edge of my big fish tank, and blood flowed out at once. Dad was eating when he heard the sound. He forgot his shoes and ran barefoot. My mother put her hand over my head, and my father hurried to find gauze. It happened that there was no gauze at home, so my father ran barefoot to my brother's house to get gauze. Mom, grandparents also nervously asked me: Does it hurt? Did you hurt your eyes? Dad bandaged me up and comforted me by saying, I wish everyone was here! After listening to my father's words, I was not so scared ... My father took me downstairs, took a taxi from my car and went straight to the hospital ... My father kept holding my hand while sewing, giving me courage and confidence. ...
The next day, I heard my mother say that my father stayed up all night and watched me all night. Now, as long as I see this scar, my father's loving look will be vivid. ...
Dad loves me so much, and I am proud to have such a father! So I want to say: Dad is the sun in my heart, and I am the happiest child in the world!
The sun in my heart. There is a sun in my heart. She always encourages me to be cool in summer and warm in winter. When I am desperate, she always gives me a sentence, "My doubts can't be redeemed. There is another village in the dark." She is my mother.
I remember that time, my parents went out to visit relatives, but I didn't go. Before I left, my mother repeatedly told me that the money for dinner was in the cupboard, the cupboard was locked, and the key was on the table next to it-but my mother said so much that I didn't listen.
It's noon in an instant, "goo goo", oh, it's time to eat. Fortunately, my stomach reminded me, otherwise I might play until I forgot to eat. Remembering that my mother said the money was in the cupboard, I ran over and saw that the cupboard was locked. I patted my forehead. By the way, my mother said the keys are on the opposite table, but there are two keys on the table. I've tried, but I can't open it. I was dumbfounded. It seems that I will be hungry at noon today.
Ding, the phone is ringing. I'll answer it. A familiar voice came from inside, it was mom. "I know you don't listen to me carefully. Haven't you eaten yet? Tell you the key is on the table next to it. " Oh, so I made a mistake. I opened the cupboard, bought a bowl of rice and had a good meal.
The passage of time made me discover the white hair on my mother's head. Mom, you broke your heart for me. You turned your hair white for me. Your warmth will remain in my heart forever. You are the eternal sun in my heart.
The sun in my heart 3 life is a road, you can sing and walk; Life is a pot of wine, the older it gets, the more fragrant it gets; Life is a tree, the more it is honed, the straighter it becomes. Singing all the way, smelling all the way, feeling all the way. Life is a process from one shore to the other, with suffering as a companion and glory as a companion.
Bright as the moon-Li Bai
You also walked through half a prosperous Tang Dynasty with your heroism. "Since God has given talents, let them be employed!" You still water the roots of life with your confidence. You used to be an official, and you also hope to make achievements in your career and serve the country and the people. However, the corruption of officialdom is so sinister that you can't imagine and bear it, and then you left and sent away a boat. At the top of the mountain, I used to find my own leisure in the green mountains and green waters with the company of wine and white deer.
Li Bai, you are a poet, Brewmaster. You have raised the sun in your heart, and Hui Ze will shine forever.
Roses Bloom-Annie Baby
Baby Anne is an angel, and there is a beautiful rose island in her works, where wild roses exude a romantic atmosphere. Similarly, there is a flower on the other side of her pen, which gives me a strange illusion and infinite desolation. Actually, you-Annie, baby. You are a simple spoony woman. "I love you without a purpose." Just love you. "Yes, your life and love are pure and transparent, like a cup of pure boiled water, which will calm down with a gentle shake and make people feel pity. You should always write in the middle of the night. Under the cover of the night, generate's inspiration is like shining stars, shining against the night sky.
Annie baby, your life is as beautiful and elegant as a blooming wild rose. You raised the sun in your heart and lit up the dark and lonely heart.
Raise the sun in your heart, you can still hear the sun whispering in your ear, and the spring breeze is whispering. You can also feel the comfort brought by flowers blooming and falling, and the leisure that Yunjuan Yunshu has.
The sun in my heart, you have a warm smile like the spring breeze, an inculcated language, and a pure heart like glass-you are my sun.
Maybe it's because of your job. The sunshine you gave me is not only warm, but also severe. I still remember when I was a child, you were very demanding of me. I insist on studying every day. Seeing other children playing on the grass, I feel a little resentful and complain that you are too strict with me, so that I can't play like other children. But after I became sensible, I found that your lofty ideals spurred me, and your love for your daughter was hidden in harsh words.
You are the sun in my heart and my role model. You are diligent and eager to learn, and you are still studying for a master's degree in your late forties. I have deep respect in my heart when you burn the midnight oil. Your studious behavior has a subtle influence on me, prompting me to keep learning. Your spirit is precious, and I am determined to learn from your perseverance and perseverance.
You are the sun in my heart. You put most of your energy into your work, educate and care for every student, and let them grow into talents all over the country. I also admire your professionalism. You shine the light of maternal love on the earth, and your students and I greedily suck the sunshine and grow up happily.
You, my sun, give me hope when I am confused. ...
The sun in my heart, the little sun, has increased my knowledge. People often say; Books are the golden keys to knowledge. Then I also have a new sentence; Books are a small boat that takes us swimming in the ocean of knowledge. Books bring us the most basic knowledge. I learned it from books; China ancient servant words; Mathematical calculations and so on. Knowing, I am not empty, because I know myself. On a cold winter night, the cold wind roared. At this time, I will open a book and read a touching article. The little sun contributed a little warmth and drove away the cold on my body.
Little sun taught me to be a man. The ancients said, "Go to Wan Li Road and read thousands of books." Instructions will teach us "not only knowledge, but also life." Books are refined by predecessors, and I have learned to accept hundreds of people. "For example, the ancients said; A good horse never looks back. However, the proverb says; A good horse will return to the grass. Strange, look first. It turns out that it tells us to get up from there and start over after we know that we have done something wrong. This is not, but also learned a truth, when a good horse will eat grass again. When I am alone, loneliness saws me. I opened a book, learned the truth, got a new understanding of life, and was a little more gratified.
The little sun helped me find the direction of my life. From the book, I read the horror of poison, the cruelty of hurting people and the shame of sneaking around. So, I don't take drugs, fight or steal. Therefore, I will not deviate from my own track, I know my own direction. Standing at the crossroads, I feel very confused. The little sun rises, illuminating the road to light.
Books are the sun in my heart. Whether it is the evil wind whistling, Shan Ye sneaking around, or the sun, the moon and the stars, even the moon can't open, and the sun in my heart will still shine brilliantly on my chest and contribute its heat; Light. Caught a cold, my direction ...
The sun in my heart 6 My mother has a pair of big eyes, blinking, as if she can see through my little secret. Her smile is as fresh and charming as the lotus in the summer rain. For me, my mother is like the sun in the sky, which shines warmly on me every day, making me no longer lonely, lonely and cold. ...
I remember one time when I was in class, it suddenly rained cats and dogs, and it rained cats and dogs. Without an umbrella, I had to look at the rain and sigh. The bell rang and I walked out of the classroom in frustration. I was surprised to find my mother waiting for me at the door of the class, holding an umbrella in her hand and shining with sweat on her forehead. I shouted "Mom" excitedly and gave my mother a big hug.
On the way home, the rain was still falling, and the accumulated water on the road had not reached the ankle. She held her trouser legs in one hand and her umbrella in the other. The umbrella kept leaning towards me and covered me tightly! My mother was soaked like a drowned rat, but I did it anyway. My heart felt like a warm current, so I thought, "Mom, it's really my umbrella ..."
When I got home and put down my umbrella, my mother told me to take a hot bath. I repeatedly said, "no, no, no, you wash first!" " "My mother was moved to tears by my thoughtful words and said," You have grown up! " "
Mother is the sun in my heart, warm and bright, illuminating my whole world and warming my heart. I love my mother!
The sun in my heart, a clear spring, has merged into a vast sea; Every courtyard is filled with faint fragrance; One meaningful poem after another has built the most beautiful sun in my heart.
"The Sun in My Heart" is a poem with profound vigilance and rich meaning. That ray of sunshine accompanied me through the journey of life. When I stopped, it urged me to forge ahead, and when I hesitated, it pointed out the direction for me.
The sun in my heart is heroic and optimistic, which inspires me that the winter in Changchun is coming again. No matter how heavy the rain is, rainbows will appear; No matter how rough life is, the other side of victory will always come. As long as we continue to struggle, we can ride the wind and waves and sail with the boat of confidence to a promising future.
The sun in my heart is the philosophy of life that "young people don't work hard, but old people are sad". It warns me that the morning dew is easy to dry, the autumn leaves fall, and the rivers go east and never return, just like youth is fleeting. It tells me to grasp youth, grasp today and weave a better tomorrow with hard hands. What's the point of leaving regrets? Will it be an irreparable emptiness?
The sun in my heart is "since the world can't meet our desire, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take a fishing boat", "who has never died in life since ancient times, leaving a heart that shines history" and "you can see it when you reach the peak; All the other mountains are dwarfed under the sky. Our lofty aspirations, ... they are the afternoon sunshine, so quiet and pure, which gently illuminates my dusty heart and gently awakens my courage in life.
So, thank you, my friend; Because of you, my dull life has become rich and colorful, and my monotonous world has become graceful.
The wind blew gently over the windowsill, and another ray of bright sunshine shone into my heart. ...
The sun in my heart, the sun, shines on the earth with that selfless light; The sun stroked the crops with those kind hands and made them grow happily; And the sun in my heart is a father with selfless fatherly love.
Fatherly love is selfless, maternal love is great. Parents express their love in different ways, but the starting point of releasing love is the same and the ways they use it are different.
At first, I thought fatherly love was as great as maternal love, which made us feel warm, but now I know that fatherly love is severe, and it only brings us pain, not warmth.
When I got home on Sunday, my father looked at me sternly. I asked in a low voice, "What happened to Dad?" Dad said seriously, "What's wrong with your study status? The exam is coming soon, you know? " I said sadly, "Dad, I know ..." But before I finished, Dad said angrily, "You know, don't rush to study." I thought: You let me study and talk to me.
I studied in the morning and went to my friend's house in the afternoon. I told my friend's father's original words, but she said, "Your father is good to you, too!" " "I said angrily," if you are good to me, he should care about me. Why are you so fierce? "My friend is also very helpless, but she still patiently advised me. She added: "Motherly love is caring for us, but fatherly love is strict with us, so as to shape our perfect self, isn't it?" "Are you angry with your father because of this? I think what my friend said is very reasonable. I thought for a while and then ran home. When I saw my father sitting on the sofa, I felt ashamed and couldn't say what I thought. I'm really sorry. Now I just want to say "I'm sorry! " "
The sun in my heart is my strict and gentle father. He has a sharp mouth and a bad heart, so does every parent.
The sun in my heart 9 The sun scatters golden sunlight on the earth, illuminating every corner of the world and giving people warmth and strength. The sun is the guarantee of living things, and it is so amiable and respectable. In life, we can see a full sun hanging overhead every day, but the shadow of that red sun has always been in my mind, inspiring me all the time and giving me the motivation to move forward.
It was a summer evening, the sun had slipped to the side of the mountain, and the air was not so hot. I was walking on the way to school for evening self-study, and suddenly I turned around and felt my eyes shine. I looked up and saw the sunset on the mountain, shining brilliantly. I can't help but be attracted by the spectacle in front of me. The light of the sunset is not very strong, but the color is bright and dark orange, and even the surrounding sky is dyed orange. As I walked, I watched this red sun. I want to have a closer look at the sun, the sun in Wuwei. Unconsciously, the sun seems to be alive in my eyes, like a fireball about to land, but it is obviously unwilling and still struggling, and the surrounding Xia Hong is its footprint.
At the moment, I can't help thinking of Li Shangyin's poem "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night". There is a sadness in my heart. But looking at the bright red color, it is so warm, it is unyielding life.
Sunset is short-lived, but after a night's rest, it will eventually appear in the sky with a new look of sunrise.
This round of sun will always guide the way in my heart. It made me understand that life's setbacks and failures are not terrible. As long as you can save your strength and start over, then this failure is the starting point of success.
The sun in my heart is 10. My father is ordinary. In the vast sea of people, it may not be him at first sight. As a truck driver, his job is both ordinary and dangerous. He is very ordinary. He can't give me anything, but he gives me everything.
It was midsummer, and his skin was tanned a lot, and he sent it to his family like a tease, saying that he wanted to laugh when he saw himself in the mirror. That's what you said when you talked to me. Do you think I look African? If I stand with them, will they all suspect that I am not African? Do you think I'm just like them when I smile like this? My skin color is darker than your grandmother's braised pork. Something indescribable seems to have broken my heart.
He once gave up smoking because of exercise. I thought he wouldn't smoke this lung-burning thing again, but I seem to be wrong. Later, when I saw him smoking this thing again, I asked my aunt if he had given up smoking and why he was still smoking. Aunt said he was depressed. Depression? I accept this reason very much, because when a person is depressed, he often just wants to be alone or does something seriously. When asked, he just said that he had nothing to do and wanted to smoke one. Is this my secret?
He has never been mean to me. When I failed in the exam, I only encouraged myself and compared myself. You will only tell me the truth when you encounter anything, and you will not blindly protect me.
My clothes are updated every year and season. In the past few months, it seems that his clothes haven't changed much, and it seems that he hasn't bought new ones.
Although my father is mediocre, he is the sun in my heart, shining on me. Although it is the first time to be a father, I am very cautious.
The sun in my heart 1 1 In the long road of life, there will always be a sun shining ahead, which will make our life more exciting and brilliant. However, the sun in my heart is my father who cares about me and loves me.
He is my father. He has a handsome figure, short hair, a prickly beard on his chin, bright eyes and big ears.
When I was a child, I liked playing with my father very much. Whenever he sits on the sofa, I will quietly climb on the sofa to scare him. At this time, he always holds me in his arms. I immediately put my hand under his chin, touched his beard and said fondly? "Dad, dad, although your beard is short, why does it sting?" Dad will smile and say? "Think about it!" At that time, I always said? "When did you transplant these thorns from plants?" What would dad say? "Daughter, you still don't understand. How can I transplant those thorns?"
I remember one time, I was sick. On hearing the news, dad forgot everything, even left his job at hand and went home at once. When he came home, he saw me sick in bed and ran to me and said? "Why? Why not ask your mother to take you to the doctor? " I said? "She still has classes, and I can't delay her students' classes." After that, my father held me in his arms, braved the goose feather and heavy snow, and hurried to the hospital ... Although the cold rain hit me, I still felt warm and not cold at all.
Dad, you know what? You are the sun in my heart, and I have your care on my life path? Love makes my life more exciting and brilliant. Whenever I encounter setbacks in my life, you will always help me, illuminate my way forward and give me light!
The sun in my heart is 12 facing the rising sun. I spent six years in primary school. This wonderful time is like a colorful movie with many wonderful scenes.
Lens 1:
"ah! It's snowing! " I cried with excitement. Walking quickly to the campus, the campus seems to be covered with a quilt, and the footprints of the students are still left on the quilt. I joined the busy work-cleaning the playground. The students hurried to their respective responsible areas, picked up cleaning tools and began to work. The weather is really cold! The students succeeded and turned red with cold, but no one stopped to be lazy. Everyone is serious. The snow has been cleared almost, and under the leadership of the class teacher, the whole class piled up a snowman. The students are all very excited, some are in the snow group, some are shooting snow, and some are transporting snow. Soon, a snowman appeared on the campus. The students danced and laughed around the snowman. Click, this shot is fixed in my heart.
Lens 2:
On a sunny morning, we are going to play a basketball game with Class Two, and the students are very excited. With the PE teacher's whistle, the game began, and I saw the players' lithe figures shuttling back and forth on the court. Come on! Come on! We also danced with excitement. Click! This shot is imprinted on my mind.
Lens 3:
Walking on campus, I saw students playing happily together, teachers correcting our homework diligently, and students helping each other. Click, this shot is stored in my memory.
We are the rising sun. In this beautiful world, we are dazzling rainbows.
The sun in my heart. There is a sun in my heart. In front of me is a piece of red flowers and green grass. I hear little pigeons singing. There is always a warm hand holding me, a warm word coming to my ear, a voice leading me and a call floating in my heart. I grew up in a world of love, and I grew up with my strength. As long as there is the sun in my heart, my heart will not be dim. The sun in my heart is my mother.
The sun in my heart brings me warmth. I remember that I was in the third grade that year. I had a fever for five days in a row and didn't go to school. My mother looked at my red face with distress and was extremely anxious. I rushed to the hospital to buy me some antipyretic, and my fever has gone down. But a few hours later, I started to have a fever again. My mother read aloud while taking medicine: "the dose is not enough, I want to add a little." I endured the pain and drank the medicine. Looking at my uncomfortable appearance, my mother found a book to tell me a story. The beautiful voice makes me feel much better. In this way, during the nights when I was ill, my mother used this special care to make me feel happy and my condition gradually improved. Look at my mother, her voice is hoarse, and sometimes she can't even speak. I feel the warmth brought by my mother, just like sunshine. Here it is.
The sun in my heart brings me knowledge. In order to enrich my knowledge and improve my composition, my mother bought me many books. In order to make me love reading, my mother often reads with me when I am free. Now I have become very fond of reading. The first thing to do when you come home from school is to take out your favorite extracurricular books and read them for a while. All this is my mother's contribution to me. My mother is like the sun, let me absorb the sunshine of knowledge.
Mom, you are like a sun, always warming my heart. I love you, mom.
The sun in my heart 14 flew away for another ten years. I dragged the garbage truck and walked heavily step by step. I, an ordinary middle school student 10 years ago, studied hard for my ideal. After today 10, you have to clean up before you can live. I sat on the ground and lit a cigarette. Looking back 10, what did I do?
When I got to middle school, my grades plummeted because I didn't study hard in the second grade. Later, because I was addicted to the internet, I had to drop out of school after barely reading the third grade. My family has already lost confidence in me and ignored me. I just wander around all day, wasting time all day. Before I knew it, I was an adult and received a cold notice of independence. I invited some social youths to work in other places, and the "severance pay" I asked my family on the train was also stolen by them. When I got off the train, I was confused, but more melancholy. I don't know how I can survive in this remote place. I don't even have the fare to go home. I can only make a living by collecting junk.
Beautiful youth has become the only thing I can exchange for money. What do I have now? I trampled on my pride? Family? Friendship? Study? Career? I didn't. Beautiful youth, for me, is like a period of torture. My life is over. Where is the sun in my heart? Some people will say, "This is just one of your assumptions. Yes, this is a hypothesis. But who can guarantee that this assumption will not happen to you? If you have a sun in your heart, this assumption holds. As a middle school student in the new era. We should study hard and live a happy life in the future, although this is a bit too old-fashioned and realistic. But at least I won't sigh when I have no choice: "Where is the sun in my heart? "
The sun in my heart 15 Liu Xiang once said: "Books are still medicine, and good reading can cure fools." Books are my good friends, who have accompanied me through the ups and downs of life. Books are like the sun, illuminating my heart.
When I was a child, I liked reading books such as Grimm's fairy tales and Andersen's fairy tales. When I grew up, I read many books, including many famous books. I like the little girl Mary in the secret garden. She is brave, kind and naive. I like Deacon, too. He loves nature and is kind and upright.
This book is amazing, it taught me a lot of knowledge; The book exudes fragrance, which makes me feel happy and relaxed; Books are also bitter. Some protagonists in the story are very poor, like the little match girl who froze to death in the street, which makes me feel very cold.
I hold a book in my hand every night and read it carefully. I will keep reading until my mother reminds me it's time to go to bed, and then I will reluctantly put down my book and wait for tomorrow. The next day is no exception. Read a book for two or three hours when you are free.
A gust of wind makes the fallen leaves fall; A piece of sky, let birds fly; A book makes me daydream endlessly. Books have enriched my life. According to a survey, China has less than two books per capita, including students' textbooks. This makes me understand that not only students but also adults need to study, especially parents should set a good example for their children.
Reading is indispensable for people's growth. Let's work together to make the world full of culture and the sky full of colors.