Excellent family composition 1 I want to thank my family, which makes me grow up; I want to thank my family, who make me strong; I want to thank my family; It is because of it that I understand the true meaning of life.
Home is a mountain, and I am a small tree on it. It is the mountain that protects me from the wind and rain, and it gives me room to grow up, so that I can't see it in the wind and rain, and I can enjoy the sunshine and the bright moonlight. It gave me the best growing environment.
Family is like running water, and I am a small fish in the water, rushing to the sea with the river. Along the way, listening to Ding Dong in spring, listening to birds singing and watching flowers blooming gave me life.
Home is always my best destination. When I am tired, when I come home and hear the warm greetings from my parents, I feel full of energy and forget all my troubles. I think this is the magic of family. No matter how far apart, there is still a connection.
If the family is compared to a flower, then it is a jasmine flower. It is elegant and noble, ordinary, emitting a faint fragrance and deep love. This is its greatness! Family love is the greatest love in the world.
Motherly love is the most sincere, selfless and great! How many times did my mother's back appear in front of my eyes, and how many times did it disappear in the haze. Mom, because of your love, I live so full and happy. I will repay you with the same love. Family is like a surging river, endless, endless, endless. ...
Sometimes, a greeting, a look, and a little gesture can often bring warmth and joy to people. Speaking of this, I often see such a picture before my eyes: when crossing the road, my father is holding my little hand. My mother often comes to my bedroom at night to see if I kick the quilt. Under the lamp, grandma knitted me a sweater with glasses ... they kept me enjoying the warmth of my family.
Among these love stories, what I still can't forget is something that happened when I was seven years old: one night, I suddenly coughed, and it happened that my father was working the night shift. Mom called dad quickly, and dad came in less than ten minutes after a five-kilometer walk. They quickly took me to the children's hospital, and the doctor gave me an infusion. Because the pillow was too low, I felt uncomfortable, so my father let me lie in his arms and my mother took my little hand. In this way, I fell asleep unconsciously under their care, and it was already three o'clock when I woke up, while my parents were waiting for me all the time. When I got home, my parents took care of me and went to bed when I fell asleep. At six o'clock in the morning, my father has to get up again to go to the early shift. He only slept for two hours that night.
Affection is selfless, great and unrequited. I will grow up healthily day by day in this deep affection.
She took care of you when you were sick, comforted you when you were sad, patiently taught you to walk, dress, eat with chopsticks when you were young, and worked day and night for you.
She is your mother.
Mom, this word is beautiful, warm and kind in my impression.
In the second grade, something happened that I will never forget. I remember it was summer, and I was sitting in a stuffy classroom, waiting anxiously for school to end. Just as the bell was about to ring, the sky suddenly turned pale and it began to rain cats and dogs. Besides, it's not a thunderstorm, and it doesn't seem to stop for a while. Sure enough, the bell rang after school, but the rain still didn't listen. 10 minutes, 20 minutes, time goes by. Without an umbrella, I can only watch my classmates being picked up by my mother, and I can only stand at the door of the classroom and wait anxiously for my mother to take me home. Time passed a lot, almost desperate, I suddenly saw a familiar figure in the rainstorm, ah, it's mom! I jumped and jumped with excitement. It's really my mother. She has a small umbrella in one hand and a big umbrella in the other. Her clothes were wet. She came up to me with a smile and handed me a small umbrella.
In the rain, my mother's big hand took my little hand and walked side by side in the rain with two umbrellas, one tall and one short. ...
Sometimes, a greeting, a look, a small move … can often bring warmth and joy to people.
Speaking of this, I often see such a picture in front of my eyes: when crossing the road, my father is holding my little hand. My mother often comes to my bedroom at night to see if I kick the quilt. Under the lamp, grandma knitted me a sweater with glasses ... they kept me enjoying the warmth of my family.
In these love stories, I still can't forget one thing that happened when I was seven years old:
One night, I suddenly coughed, which happened to be my father's night shift. Mom quickly called dad, and dad came in less than ten minutes after a five-kilometer walk. They quickly took me to the children's hospital, and the doctor gave me an infusion. Because the pillow was too low, I felt uncomfortable, so my father let me lie in his arms and my mother took my little hand. In this way, I fell asleep unconsciously under their care, and it was already three o'clock when I woke up, while my parents were waiting for me all the time. When I got home, my parents took care of me and went to bed when I fell asleep. At six o'clock in the morning, my father has to get up again to go to the early shift. He only slept for two hours that night.
Affection is selfless, great and unrequited. I will grow up healthily day by day in this deep affection.
The excellent composition of the fifth family. Family is your crutch when you are in trouble.
Relatives, a cup of light tea, give you warmth when you are sad;
Relatives are hot meals that give you positive energy when you are confused.
When you spend a lot of time dancing and singing, some people will brag about you loudly, say sincere compliments, build relationships, renew friendships, have a drink with you at the dinner table and talk to you about everything on social media. However, only relatives, just watching you silently at a certain time and place. You laugh at them in your heart, and you cry for them in your heart. No flowery words, no flowery actions, just like a cup of boiled water, plain and unremarkable. ...
There is a sad song called "Getting Old in an Instant". One day, you suddenly find that your familiar mother's eyes are wrinkled, her hair is no longer black, her voice is hoarse, her figure is bloated, and she is stumbling ... Will you miss her gentleness and beauty when she was a child? Will you sigh that time flies and the years are ruthless? But time has changed her appearance, and it can't change "she loves you". She knows your favorite dish and cooks it for you when you get together. She is always caring and attentive to you, not afraid that you will call her "nagging"; In the early morning of parting, she secretly hid hundreds of dollars in your clothes pocket, even though her own life was poor. Why? Why not? Because she is your relative.
Relatives are the best and most selfless people for us. Maybe sometimes it looks bad for us, maybe it's because it's really uncomfortable. Don't stage the tragedy of "the son wants to raise and the relatives are not there", be kind to his relatives and treat them well. ...
Affection is like a continuous drizzle, like a warm breeze, like a vibrant new green.
The weather in summer is unpredictable. There are no clouds and sometimes dark clouds in Wan Li, just like a naughty child playing a game of changing his face.
These days, the sun shines more viciously on people. Without the softness of spring, it is more straightforward, but it makes people unhappy. Soon, the light rain began to add some interest to this vicious and boring summer, and the wind came to dance from time to time. Graceful willows began to dance, and leaves rustled from time to time, making the boring summer interesting. However, the students are not happy to see this scene. The journey home was not smooth, and their worries did not become comfortable with the light rain. How to go home, their hearts move with the rain. At this time, even the wind began to go wild. The thoughts in students' hearts have broken through the encirclement and drifted into the rain curtain, at home, with their loved ones.
Finally, when I couldn't bear the yearning in my heart, I dialed the phone. It's getting colder outside. The cordial care on the other end of the phone made the students restless and secure. At this time, the wind seemed to spread with the temperature, and my heart began to warm up. At this time, the rain hit my heart and became weak.
No matter what you lose, don't lose your family. After all, your relatives are relatives. There is an eternal fate in your blood. Hold on to your affection, but you don't know how to cherish it if you lose it.
Affection is the most sacred and beautiful feeling in the world, and it is a blood-related relationship between people. Nothing can surpass this innate greatness. The family may be ordinary, without the heroism of friendship and the vigor of love, but it is precisely because of his ordinary, a greeting and a exhortation from relatives that we can feel the deep affection.
Zhu Ziqing's Back moved me deeply and haunted me for a long time. The thought of sneaking behind my father and watching his back filled my heart with many * * * voices.
When we are far away from home, our affection is like the moon in our hometown, which is a little far apart. In the dead of night, when we are lonely and helpless, what we think most about is the warm home in our hometown, where the lights are always on for ourselves, because there are family ties that we can't give up.
Many people don't know how to cherish family ties. When family members are around, they are so cold and indifferent. They don't know why crows feed back, which is worthy of admiration. They don't understand why the desire in the eyes of orphans is so persistent. We always don't know what we have been given, and we don't know how to cherish what we have. Only when we lose it one day will we know that it is too late.
So, my friend, when you still have affection, cherish it. Don't cherish until you lose it.
I have never understood what affection is since I was a child. I have always believed that affection is an ever-changing thing.
When I was a child, I was always with my mother. I go wherever my mother goes, and my mother is always with me. At this time, I realized that the whole family was accompanied by my mother.
A few years later, I had dinner with my parents. They always put delicious dishes in my bowl. At that time, I understood that family relationships were originally given to me by my parents.
A few years later, I went to kindergarten. The teacher taught us that we should love the people we love and our parents. Oh, it turns out that kinship is a kind of love.
I went to primary school. Whenever it rains or snows, my parents always pick me up with an umbrella. At that time, I realized that home is an umbrella.
When I went to middle school, seeing my mother busy for me added a trace of white hair to my head. I can't help thinking that affection is a wisp of white hair.
Until now, when I saw my neighbor's sister go out to school, her mother always bought her a big bag of delicious food before she left. It turns out that affection is a bag of food.
Family ties are the most beautiful and sincere feelings in the world. We recall the road we have traveled, and every bit is permeated with the meticulous love of our loved ones.
It is the family that gives us the courage to stand up, it is the family that sends us to campus, it is the family that makes us happier when we succeed, and it is the family that makes us not lonely even if we fail. ...
There is always a force in our hearts that our hearts can't resist, and that is affection.
Perhaps, in the eyes of young people nowadays, the most important thing in life is to have a romantic love. I seldom think of my family and my parents who gave birth to me and raised me. This passage may disappoint our parents. Children raised by shit and urine don't even know they exist.
In the political class, the teacher said that "a certain distrust will cause a crisis of trust". Now I will not hesitate to say, "without affection, it will also cause a crisis of affection, so that the world will forget that there is still a kind of' love' called affection."
I was thinking: "How much affection do we have in our hearts?" . Perhaps this is what China people need to reflect deeply.
Affection, the word makes people sound very warm and warm. How many people go through fire and water for it? A touching story is enough to make a stone-hearted person feel a little shocked.
Affection is so heavy in our hearts. Just let the world comment, we are just talking about some opinions.
Everyone has their own relatives, and their love is great. A wise son makes his father happy, but a foolish son shames his mother.
One sunny day, I went to visit my grandmother, and I played with her in the yard. Suddenly a car drove into the yard. At that time, I had a good time. I didn't hear my grandmother call me. My grandmother told me to pull over. I saw tears in her eyes. I asked her, "Why are you crying?" Grandma said, "Nothing!" It took me some time to know that grandma was happy only after she was worried. At the same time, I also know the greatness of family ties.
Once, I was sick and my mother took me to the hospital. The doctor said I should be hospitalized. My mother held me all night until my fever went down. I know this is my mother's love for me. The greatest love in the world-maternal love!
One stormy afternoon, school was over. I didn't bring my umbrella. Just when I was worried, my father appeared. I asked my father, "Why are you here?" Dad said, "Mom said you didn't bring an umbrella to school. I happened to pass by here. Let's go home together. " My heart was warm at that time.
Don't let the old man be lonely, don't let mom and dad worry, this is affection, this is love.
1 1 In my life, my mother touched me the most, and I feel that maternal love moistens me like a drizzle.
I remember once, the school opened a computer class. This time, I have a soft spot for computers. I wish I could have a computer of my own, but our family is not rich in economy. Besides, my mother's bike is very worn out. I should buy it for him first. How dare I ask? Once, I went to menstruation's house to play, and my mother couldn't bear to leave when she saw me surfing the Internet in front of the computer. He seems to understand my mind. A few weeks later, my mother took me to the computer city and bought me thousands of computers without hesitation. I'm so happy. I really appreciate my mother. When I got home, my mother said to me earnestly, "I know nothing about computers." I hope you study hard and make the computer your mentor. "
I don't know if it's because of my computer or my mother's words. I was so moved that I couldn't hold back my tears. Ah, this computer has established the hearts of my mother and me, making our feelings deeper and more meaningful.
Every time I rush home, it's night. I looked at the familiar door with deep affection, and a tidal wave of feelings surged in my heart.
In the soft light, my mother was busy cooking in the kitchen, and my father sat quietly waiting for me. Hearing my footsteps, my mother hurried out of the kitchen, and my father suddenly stood up and asked, "Why are you so late?" Have you eaten? "My father took my backpack by hand. According to the lights in the room, I feel the warmth of my family. I suddenly wanted to cry, but I tried to control it. I don't want them to see my tearful eyes, lest they feel uncomfortable. I just want to see my parents' comfortable and sweet smiles. This is the most beautiful and best poem in the world.
In a short time, I was filled with my favorite food, including my favorite fish-flavored shredded pork. Mother lovingly sat down beside me and started her nagging. I will never get tired of listening. "Blowing your face is not cold." Every warm nagging is like my mother's warm hand touching me.
Home is the harbor of love, the camp of the soul, and the giant umbrella of love woven by father and mother. I am a kite, no matter how high I fly or how far I fly, it is that thread that always pulls me. The people who fly kites are my closest relatives and beloved parents.
I want to eat, eat and think. I closed my eyes and kept shouting "Mom and Dad" in my heart, cherishing my affection in the deepest part of my heart.
One night, I was lying in bed tossing and turning, and I had an unspeakable taste and a headache. So I put on my shoes and prepared to go for a walk in the living room. As soon as I walked into the living room, I was dizzy and plunged into the wall. Fortunately, my mother saw it and ran to my side like a gust of wind to catch me before I hit the wall. At this time, I still have a little consciousness. I just found out that my mother dragged me to bed, and my father called in a hurry, but he even forgot his phone number. After a while,
I slowly opened my eyes and my head was sweating. My mother wiped me and asked me how I was. I was very moved at that time. I think my parents warm me like spring breeze, and make me feel that I am the happiest child in the world.
On New Year's Eve, our whole family is packing jiaozi. My sister rolls the skin, my mother and I wrap it, and my father wraps jiaozi. Although my younger brother is young, he also comes to help. All help is a waste of time. I made flour everywhere and turned myself into Xiaohua Mall. We all laughed at him and the whole room was filled with cheerful laughter. And the jiaozi I wrapped was ugly, but my mother said, "I don't care if it looks good or not, I'll eat it right away!" " I laughed. It's time to go to jiaozi. Jiaozi was thrown into the pot by his father one by one. These jiaozi swim freely in the water like tadpoles. We finally sat around the dining table, eating jiaozi, laughing and having a good time. I think it is happiness for a family to get together and laugh like waves, layer upon layer.
Everyone has their own relatives. They raised us with blood and sweat and nurtured us with their hands. We just ask them blindly. Have we thought about what we will use to pay off our debts to them in the future?
Every one of us, from coming to this world to our parents, is a robber who only knows how to take it from others, but doesn't know how to give it back to others. Such a small robber, no one came to catch you, and we also became big robbers with the change of age. What a terrible thing it is!
Why didn't we think that when you were eating the food cooked by your parents, did you ever think that it was a debt? When you got the love of your parents, did you ever think it was a debt? When you do something wrong, your parents always help you solve it, and you don't know it's a debt. We always think of ourselves and leave our parents behind. When have we ever cared about the hard work our parents have done for us?
You know, every parent in the world is not to enjoy your money, but to give birth to you and raise you, because they all have a kind and beautiful heart.
With affection, mankind will move from barbarism to the prosperity of civilization; With family ties, society moves from indifference and severity to peace and happiness; With affection, we move from melancholy to singing, from stupidity to wisdom; With consanguinity, there will be the beginning of life, the continuation of history, the germination of reason and the return of human nature.
The debt that the world still owes is the debt of the family.
The excellent composition of affection 15 affection is an eternal topic of mankind. As long as we are still alive in the world, or as long as we are still alive, we can't live without family ties. It can be said that each of us is immersed in the eight incomparable family ties, and everyone in the world is singing touching songs for family ties; Everyone in the world is attached to the family, and everyone in the world can expect the family to be as high as the sky and as deep as the sea. Throughout the ages, affection has been eulogized by many poets and missed by many ordinary people. No one can tell how high and thick the affection is.
Family has a wonderful power; Affection is a topic that never fades. Family, eleven altars of old wine, sweet and mellow; It is a famous painting handed down from ancient times, exquisite and meaningful; It is a classic old song, gentle and sincere; This is a precious silk, delicate and smooth. We don't need anything to compare, and we don't need any words to modify. We just need to feel and feel with our hearts. Each of us got the love that God gave us. As the saying goes, "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise it but not close." In order to prevent the family from becoming fragile in the bustling life, and to prevent the funds from leaving endless regrets and regrets, please send a warm greeting to your parents in a time that is not extravagant!
Family ties are great, so we are grateful.