I remember when I was a child, I stumbled and my father took me to the park to play. I was walking when I came across a small stone. I slipped and fell to my knees. I cried and cried for my father, waiting for a pair of warm hands to pick me up, but as time passed, there was still no one to help me. I looked up, and my father looked at me coldly in the distance, without any intention of coming. I struggled to get up and ran to my father. "Hoo!" I fell down again, very pitiful, but my father still didn't come over. Time and again, I fell and fell, but my father never came to help me, so I never felt my father's love.
And now, dad still does this to me.
I took part in the Olympic math class at school. Once, the teacher assigned us several questions. I tried to think of them, but I couldn't think of them. I have to turn to my father, who used to be good at math. He said three words to me calmly: "Think for yourself." I thought hard and tried many methods, and finally succeeded. "Hum, I don't care about anything in my father's life, even my study!"
Later, my math scores also improved a lot, even being the first in the whole year. In retrospect, my father taught me so much: failure is the mother of success, and I will stand up from where I fell. Besides, there is more than one road to success. If this method doesn't work, you can change it. There is always a way that will work and put you on the road to success.
"Ice" Dad, now I understand that you are instructing me how to be a man and how to solve the difficulties in life. Thank you, Dad!
2. Describe a person's maternal love with the writing technique of wanting to be promoted first. Author: Zou Yichang Wujiagang Primary School 60 1 Class Instructor Source: Network (composition network) Does maternal love just give us delicious and fun love? No, at least not for me. Motherly love is varied. One thing before, I don't understand the meaning of this sentence. When I was very young, I accidentally fell down in kindergarten and lost a lot of blood. I went home and cried to my mother. I thought my mother would say, "Oh, what's going on!" Come on, mom, let me show you and give you some medicine. "But unexpectedly, my mother said something that I will never forget:" What's the matter? Oh, nothing. It's just a minor injury. What are you afraid of? Just apply some medicine. "I was surprised and sad after hearing this. Mom certainly doesn't like me. That's what I was thinking. I secretly cry when I sleep at night. I heard my mother say, "You know what? The child will grow up soon. She can't rely on us anymore. Sooner or later, she will live alone. What should I do if she is hurt? "I suddenly understood that my mother loves me. She did it for my own good! I cried again, but this time my tears were not grievances, but gratitude! Because of my mother's words, I never bow in the face of difficulties: I don't do well in the math exam, so I should study hard at home and try to do well in the next exam ... I also know that people are destined to live independently all their lives and cannot rely on their parents. So, I will solve a small matter by myself now and solve it to the best! Is maternal love just delicious and fun love for us? No, at least not for me. Mother's love is diverse, selfless and great! In this paper, I want to write about my mother's true maternal love, but it is typical to write about her good intentions first. The reason why I choose primary school students' compositions is to avoid direct plagiarism. Of course, you wouldn't do that. You can rewrite or expand on this basis. Junior high school students are better than primary school students.
The shortest distance in the world is called maternal love. Let's walk into each other's spiritual world and resolve all the grievances in our hearts. This crying moved me. Let bygones be bygones. Let the loved ones risk their lives to protect the loved ones, even if they are in pain. No one here is a victim. From the moment they were born, they were tied together by the rope of maternal love, even if the umbilical cord was cut short. This side of the rope is me.
One day, I had a quarrel with my mother, and then my mother went out. I went home and played with my sister's mobile phone. My mother sent me a message asking if my sister had come back, and I was moved to tears.
Mom, did I hurt you? If it hurts, it's my unfilial. God showed me this message. But when we quarreled, I was so excited that I thought you didn't love me at all. Should I laugh at myself? How can I think so? What kind of thing is maternal love? When I saw this message, I imagined that when I hurt you, you still remembered my safety. Speaking of which, you are still very stupid.
I can't remember how many times I quarreled with you over the years, but this time is unforgettable. I'm ignorant, and I always took everything you did to us for granted. I never really thought about what you and I were like, and I didn't really see you clearly. Maybe it's just that I'm too close to you, maybe the breath between us is less. Haha, were you there when my heartbeat was in your stomach?
Mom, thank you. Today, I accidentally slipped into that corner of your heart. In fact, that corner has always been reserved for me, full of love for me. How do I understand naughty? I don't want to quarrel with you, perhaps because we were born in different times. Mother hopes you can forgive the child's ignorance.
Write a 600-word composition. When a little boy was 15 years old, his parents began to quarrel over a trivial matter, and he was no longer as kind as before. ...
One day, my parents started a "war" again, only to hear that all kinds of electrical appliances in their bedroom began to be smashed. The little boy just stood silently at the door and put his leg into the last ray of sunshine. At this time, the parents came out. Father said, "Do you love me? Still love her? " The little boy quickly stood up and ran into the toilet crying and shouted, "I'm bored to death. I'm the loneliest person in the world!" " "
Every night, after school, the little boy wandered in the street and didn't come home until late. But whenever he walks to the door, he doesn't want to open it, because he knows that if he opens the door, he will face a dark room and cold parents. But he had to open the door and go into his bedroom. Facing this familiar and unfamiliar room, he gently took off his coat and put down his schoolbag. He cried again because he knew he was the loneliest person in the world.
When the boy's teachers and classmates know about it, they are going to hold a birthday party for him. During the self-study class, the little boy returned to the classroom from the playground. There were waves of moving songs in the classroom. The whole class and the teacher sang loudly: "Happy birthday to you …" The little boy cried, and he felt that he was the loneliest person in the world … The teacher called the little boy to his side, whispered a few words, and a smile slowly poured out of their faces.
When the little boy got home, he sent two emails on the computer, one to his father and the other to his mother. Perhaps the magical power of nature awakened this warm and romantic love ... In this magical afternoon, they embraced each other again and said, "I love you." The little boy suddenly ran out and said loudly, "I love you too!" Dad, mom. " The three men hugged each other tightly, and they all got each other's love. They will always hold hands and take this love home. Since then, there has been one less lonely boy and one more harbor full of love. The little boy's laughter is back. He is the happiest person in the world.
Hope to adopt! Thank you! ~
5. Write a 300-word composition by suppressing first and then promoting. I became sensible. Everyone has his own five flavors of life in his heart-sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, but the bitterness of that time made my young heart tremble the most. Let me from a simple little girl into a sensible girl.
I am a left-behind child, and my parents both work in Beijing. When I was only seven years old, I was put in foster care with my grandparents. Whenever my parents get on the bus to Beijing after the Spring Festival, I really want to go with them, but I can't.
At that time, I also wanted to cry, but I couldn't bear to part with my parents, so I always swallowed the painful tears into my stomach alone. I want my parents to walk with peace of mind! I really couldn't control my emotions the day before yesterday, and my feelings of parting erupted like a volcano. On that day, my parents were already packing and preparing to leave.
Thinking that they will leave me again today, I stood there staring at them with tears in my eyes. The damn car came and they walked to the door.
Seeing that they are about to get on the bus, I can't help it any longer. I was in tears, and my clothes were wet with tears, like an erupting spring. I shouted, "Mom and Dad, please don't go. Give your daughter some time. I can't bear to let you go! " My parents suddenly turned around, and they left their luggage and held me tightly in their arms.
Mother sobbed and said, "I can't bear to part with you, but we still have to feed the whole family, buy you beautiful clothes and shoes, and buy medicine for grandparents to see a doctor." Hey, don't cry "
"I don't want beautiful clothes or beautiful shoes, I just want you!" I hugged my mother tightly and said loudly. Mother finally picked up her luggage and walked into the carriage with her father.
I saw my mother sobbing in my father's arms through the window. I continued to cry loudly, the car started, and my hopes were about to be dashed. I ran after the car and my grandmother caught me.
Back home, I stayed in Lacrimosa for many days, and it was useless for my grandparents to comfort me. Now that I am a sixth-grade student, I understand my mother's words better. I won't cry for parting again, because my parents should give me the right education and let my grandparents live.
The most important thing for me is to study hard and repay my parents' kindness with excellent results.
6. Write a composition of not less than 600 words by encouraging others. At the age of 65,438+05, a little boy's parents began to quarrel over a trivial matter, which was not as cordial as before ... One day, his parents began to "fight" again, only to hear them start smashing various appliances in their bedroom.
The little boy just stood silently at the door and put his leg into the last ray of sunshine. At this time, the parents came out.
Father said, "Do you love me? Still love her? " The little boy quickly stood up and ran into the toilet crying and shouted, "I'm bored to death. I'm the loneliest person in the world!" " "Every night after school, the little boy wandered in the street and didn't come home until late. But whenever he walks to the door, he doesn't want to open it, because he knows that if he opens the door, he will face a dark room and cold parents.
But he had to open the door and go into his bedroom. Facing this familiar and unfamiliar room, he gently took off his coat and put down his schoolbag. He cried again because he knew he was the loneliest person in the world.
When the boy's teachers and classmates know about it, they are going to hold a birthday party for him. During the self-study class, the little boy returned to the classroom from the playground. There were waves of moving songs in the classroom. The whole class and the teacher sang loudly: "Happy birthday to you …" The little boy cried, and he felt that he was the loneliest person in the world … The teacher called the little boy to his side, whispered a few words, and a smile slowly poured out of their faces.
When the little boy got home, he sent two emails on the computer, one to his father and the other to his mother. Perhaps the magical power of nature awakened this warm and romantic love ... In this magical afternoon, they embraced each other again and said, "I love you." The little boy suddenly ran out and said loudly, "I love you too!" Dad, mom. " The three men hugged each other tightly, and they all got each other's love. They will always hold hands and take this love home.
Since then, there has been one less lonely boy and one more harbor full of love. The little boy's laughter is back. He is the happiest person in the world.
This is the story of a lonely boy. Instructor: Liu Changqin's brief comment: "Home, a harbor full of warmth and love"; "Home is a spiritual paradise cherished by one party and cared for by family".
People who have families are happy, but those who lack family warmth are lonely. Through careful observation of life, the author of this paper reproduces a sad phenomenon that is common in our lives.
The breakdown of parents' feelings once left a wound on the little boy's young mind, and he once fell into the abyss of sadness and loneliness. It was teachers and classmates who gave him infinite care and helped him relive his past happiness.
The article has profound ideas and complete structure, especially the story ending is quite different from the topic, which enhances the comedy color of the article.