Composition 1
Usually, my father often tells me about his past, so that I can remember his experience and learn to cherish my present life. In the past, he told me that what I remember most is that time. ...
One day, I went home and showed my father a recent test paper. I did well in that exam. My father took the test paper and looked at the bright red score on it, with a satisfied smile on his face. He said to me, "daughter, you should study hard, not like your father and I did when we were children."
I asked, "What were you like when you were a child?"
"At that time, our family was poor, and the learning conditions could not be compared with you now. The living conditions are also very poor. "
"oh"
"When I was your age, my grades were average in the class. Sometimes I was distracted in class, and I didn't have much time to do my homework after school. Of course, I don't do my homework and I don't play as hard as you do. As soon as school was over, I went to the mountain with a basket to pick up pine leaves, which were everywhere under the pine trees. When I get it back, I will sell it to help make up for my family. Sometimes, I have to drive the cows to a place full of weeds and let them eat freely, rain or shine. " It turns out that dad's childhood life was so bitter!
"At that time, I wanted to be an ordinary farmer when I grew up. Later, I tried to become a skilled worker. But when a skilled worker is not good when ... "
After listening to my father's words, I feel that my life is really happy now, so I will study hard. Otherwise it will be eliminated by reality in the future.
Composition 2
At night in Tomb-Sweeping Day, it was raining in Mao Mao, and I listened to my father talking about the past. Gradually, gradually, I was fascinated. ...
In the past, it was not easy for every household to drink a mouthful of water in a water-deficient place. It took hours to queue up to get water more than 30 kilometers away, and it was not easy to get a bucket or two of water.
In our opinion, the way they wash their faces is to laugh off their teeth, tears, stomachs and glasses. When washing your face, parents call four or five children, take a sip of water by themselves, spit on the children's faces, and then wipe the children's faces with their hands to wash.
I can't help laughing when I hear this, but I feel guilty about this way of washing my face. When I wash my hands, I always turn on the tap loudly.
They only bathe three times in their lives: once at birth, once at marriage and once at death. In a family, in order to let their daughter take a clean bath before getting married, all the food in the family is changed door to door, and they only get a bowl of water for a big bag of food. In this way, almost all the household things at home have been sold out, so it is estimated that my daughter should take a precious bath.
Hearing this, I feel even more ashamed. We can take a bath almost every day, but we think it is a very common thing, unlike people who lack water who value water more than food.
There is a reporter who observes and writes reports there. When he felt thirsty, he took out a bottle of mineral water he carried with him, drank half of it and felt warm all over. He poured the remaining half bottle of mineral water on his head, and some water fell to the ground. A young woman and an old woman saw the reporter's behavior and stared at him for a time. They tried to pick up the dripping wet soil in embarrassment and buried it in the soil of a nearby tree.
People who lack water regard water as sacred, which is hard for us ordinary people to feel.
The story told by my father fascinated me and made me reflect.
Composition 3
In the evening, I had a hearty dinner. I raised my chopsticks and picked among the fish to find the meat I wanted. Father looked at it, shook his head, and pulled out an old photo from his wallet, which recorded the scene of his father and his uncle and aunt fighting for food.
Dad picked up the old photo with tears in his eyes and couldn't help telling the previous story: "You don't know, when we were young, we all ate sweet potato paste, almost all soup and drank water. Occasionally order homemade noodles, sometimes you don't have enough to eat. So we all have to grab food. "
My father told me vividly, as if I had a picture of my father and uncle grabbing each other at dinner. A pot of steaming sweet potato paste, dad and uncle each took a bowl, picked up a spoon in one hand, and scrambled to fill their bowls. ...
"I remember that at that time, the road to school was not as smooth as it is now." Dad stood up and gestured on the table with his hand. "It was a field path, not only narrow, but also rugged. If you are not careful, you will step on the paddy fields on both sides, making you look like periophthalmus who hasn't bathed for three days and three nights ... Of course, you can also walk around the road, but after a long time, you will often be criticized for being late ... "
Having said that, my father was already in tears.
My eyes are red, too: it turns out that there were people who didn't have enough to eat in my father's time. Without their efforts, we wouldn't have a happy life today. How can I be so willful? We have no worries about food and clothing, and even need grandparents to carry a schoolbag. We never thought about how difficult it was in my father's time. I really don't know when I will be blessed! I picked up chopsticks and ate the rest of the food in the bowl silently.
With the development of the times, earth-shaking changes have taken place in our motherland. We can no longer be as carefree as the little princess and little prince, but should cherish this great time and work hard to make the future of our motherland better.