In daily study, work and life, everyone has come into contact with composition. Composition writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down our mind, and think about our future direction. So, how to write an essay? Below are 500 words of baby compositions that I collected and compiled. Welcome to read and collect them. Baby essay 500 words 1
Everyone has his or her own baby. It may be a gift given to you by others, a souvenir bought when traveling, or an unexpected gift. And my baby It's a little turtle.
Its shell is dark green, and its small eyes are squeezed out by the flesh on its face. There are two small pink dots on the cheeks, like cheeks. It is red, with thick and short limbs on its round body.
When it first moved into its new home, it hid under the big rock in the water every day and refused to come out. It was very shy. As it gradually got familiar with it, it became much bolder and more free-spirited. One day I was going to feed it, and I saw it lying leisurely on the rocks, basking in the sun, as if it was on a beach vacation.
One time when I was changing the water, I put it in a transparent bottle. Its eyes were filled with surprise. I saw it stretched its neck and pressed its front paws tightly against the bottle. , staring outside intently, opening and closing his mouth, as if saying: "Wow! The outside world is so beautiful! There are so many flowers and plants, and the environment is so good. It is much better than at home. If I can live outside, I can enjoy life. "After changing the water, I was going to put it back, but it was jumping and jumping and had to stay in the bottle. It was very stubborn, so I waited for it to fall asleep before carefully putting it back.
My baby can also dive. Once it sneakily climbed onto the biggest stone in the pool. When it saw someone coming, it jumped forward with all its strength, and suddenly water splashed everywhere, and it , fell into the water safely, and went back to lie down under the big rock.
This is my baby, a clever and cute little turtle. Do you like it? Baby composition 500 words 2
When you hear baby, you must think it is a treasure! That's not real, that's a pink doll because it's cute and endearing. When my classmates came to my house, they often wanted to give them a hug before leaving, so I called him baby and named him Xiaoxin.
Xiaoxin is about the size of a schoolbag. It is very different from other small-headed dolls. It has two pink bows on its head, which is very cute! The eyes sparkle and look particularly energetic. There is also a small black nose under the eyes. Why doesn't she have that cute cherry mouth? Oh, it turns out that the manufacturer didn't give Xiao Xiao a cherry mouth to make her look cute. If you look to the sides again, you'll see two little balls, which are her ears. Xiaoxin has a fluffy body and wears a pink and white striped shirt with the English letters "sugar" on it, which makes people feel very refreshing. Two cute little hands hanging by her side, chubby, round hands, you can't even see her index finger and thumb...
When I am happy, when I see When she held her hand, I wanted to laugh, because I seemed to hear Xiao Xin saying to me gently: Master, what difficulties do you have? I will do my best to help. Help. Don't be sad! Xiao Xin is absolutely right. Because her hands are "circles" yes. He will play some happy games with me, such as: blindfolding my eyes and comparing whose ears are bigger... which makes me happier!
Xiao Xin also has two chubby little feet! When I saw her, my first impression was that she was chubby and very attractive.
At night, I will hold her to sleep. Every day, every night, I will be in a good mood and have a sweet dream!
I love you, my baby Xiaoxin! Baby essay 500 words 3
It’s incredible, it’s incredible, all my babies have disappeared collectively, what should I do? They are all my darlings!
Sweetheart Princess Barbie
Like many girls, I also like Barbie dolls. During a shopping trip, I took a fancy to her - Sweetheart Princess Barbie. She has a cute and beautiful face, a golden figure, and many beautiful clothes. During the few days I had her, I would sit down with her whenever I had free time, comb her hair, change her clothes, and have a lot of fun, usually working tirelessly for hours. The most important thing is that she knows all my secrets. She disappeared, wouldn't my secret be exposed? Oh my gosh! It’s so scary——
Plush toy Mimi
Mimi is a stuffed toy about the same height as me. Its full name is Mimi Mouse. This is a big, soft, and nice mouse that I bought when I was a kid at Comic Con. It was always placed on my bed because it was so big and soft. I always hold it or sleep with it on my head. Now it is missing, causing me insomnia every day. I am looking for, looking for, my precious breast!
Rich young master Zhu Zhu
Lost property notice
Zhu Zhu, male, three years old this year, less than one meter tall, belongs to Pig, and is famous as Pig. Called Piggy. This pig is super rich, wearing suspender jeans, and lives at No. XX, Building
I am not anxious when others go missing, but Piggy is different. He is very rich and a wealthy young man. Because I hid all the New Year's money in the big pocket on his clothes. "Woo-" My money! I had to write the above announcement.
There are many more, such as pudding, lazy sheep, barking, etc. If anyone sees it, please be sure to give it to me! Just when I was eagerly looking for them, I received a call:
"Listen! Your babies are in my hands, and you must use the conditions to send them to Keqiao Middle School (a key high school in Zhejiang Province). Come and exchange, otherwise, I will give up!"
"Oh! Mom! I will try my best to redeem them!"
< p>My darlings, just wait! Baby Essay 500 Words 4My grandpa is naturally fond of flowers and plants. The mountains near my grandma’s house are naturally my grandpa and dad’s favorite place to go! The flowers, plants and trees on the mountain make grandpa smile, but the most important treasure of grandpa is the bird plum in the mountain.
Recently, my father and grandfather drove up the mountain many times and dug back many thick and beautiful plum trees. Before that, they had made sufficient preparations: clearing the obstacles next to these plants, digging out the plants slowly and extremely carefully, moving them to a small path, and finally carefully moving them to the car and transporting them home.
Grandpa especially cherished the bird plums he had worked so hard to dig out. When planting, grandpa naturally used his brains: choosing a suitable pot according to the size of the plum blossoms, and then studying the natural shape of the plum blossoms to trim them into the best shape. Unlike others, in order to prevent soil loss, grandpa needs to put two tiles in the selected pot to cushion the water outlet, and then carefully put the plant into the pot, caring for it as carefully as he would a newborn! Then slowly cover the roots of the bird plum with soil.
Every day, Grandpa stays on his small balcony, looking at these beautiful bonsai plums, and thinking quietly: When will these babies sprout? In what direction will they grow, and which way should they grow prettier leaves? Grandpa was thinking and staring at these beautiful bonsais. He kept mumbling and gesticulating with his hands. At this time, when you see the back of him and the bonsai, you seem to have an illusion that grandpa is talking to his old friend.
I once squatted beside my grandfather curiously and followed him to look at his bonsais. But I have always felt that there is nothing special about those bonsais, but for grandpa, these bonsais are his treasures. Seeing them thrive, grandpa feels happy! Baby composition 500 words 5
"Meow meow..." Guess who is coming? Haha, it's my "baby" - Coco is here.
Keke is a cat. He lost his mother when he was very young, so I adopted him. Coco's fur is yellow and white, most of the body is yellow, only a little bit of white is on the face. It feels soft and smooth, which is very comfortable. Coco has a pair of small and exquisite ears with white insides. Although they are small, they are very sensitive. When a dangerous situation is detected, these small ears will move. It has a pair of big eyes, which can help it catch mice at night! Under the eyes is a small and exquisite nose, and next to the nose are a few white beards. The beards are also a good helper for catching mice. There are soft pads on Coco's paws so that it doesn't make any sound when walking. There are also pointed nails hidden in the claws. Coco usually doesn't stick out because it is very docile.
When Coco eats, she is like a little lady, always taking small bites. When the plate is pushed away. It would also use its paws to pick up the plate again. After it finished eating, it would not forget to call out "meow" for a few seconds, as if to express its gratitude to me. Then he licked his paws clean bit by bit with a satisfied look on his face, as if he was reminiscing about the delicious meal just now.
After eating a full meal, Keke always has to exercise. If you throw a fur ball to it, Coco will always fiddle with the "strange thing" with her paws first. After making sure there is no danger, she will push the fur ball gently. The fur ball moved, and Coco immediately jumped away, blinking her big eyes and looking at me pitifully, as if to say: "What is this moving thing? It scared me to death, little master, hurry up Take it away!" I am always amused by its appearance.
Tired of playing, Coco opened her mouth and closed her eyes and yawned. Then she quickly jumped onto my lap, arched her back, and lay there quietly, as if to say: " No one can come to my territory at this time!" But not long after, Coco began to squint. Gradually, the eyes closed together, curved, like a crescent moon, very cute.
I love my Coco, it will always be my "baby"! Baby composition 500 words 6
The phone case was scratched, and I grinned "bigly". "Buy a new one!" Mom made a quick decision.
Turn on the computer and click on "Taobao". Row after row, row after row, products of various colors come into view, making people dazzled. Like a drop of water blending into the ocean, like a sheep coming to the grassland, we turned over and found...
"Nian Nian (my nickname) - look, the 'cute' mobile phone case! "My mother yelled. Sure enough, there are colorful flowers, cute animals, and beautiful flowers and plants, 18 yuan.
I clapped my hands: "It's so cute, buy it!" Mom was about to take action, but I stopped her, "Let me do it! Let me do it!"
I grabbed the mouse and pointed the cursor at the shopping cart. Just about to press the button, no, wouldn’t it be better to buy it immediately! So I turned to "buy" and blah! The baby jumped into my "basket". Don't be busy, don't be busy, I haven't paid yet. Click "Submit Order" and a new page pops up with a black square in the corner, which is the QR code. Mom opened Alipay on her mobile phone and pointed at the messy squares, beep! Payment successful!
One day, two days, three days, the baby is not home yet. What's going on? Mom opens Taobao and clicks "Pending Delivery": the baby is on its way. Too slow! Too slow! It was supposed to arrive in one day, but it has already been three days! Mom complained. At this moment, the cell phone started singing a song, and my mother turned on the speaker phone. It turned out to be a mobile phone case store. The mother asked unhappily: "Why hasn't it been shipped yet?"
"I'm sorry, dear, your baby encountered setbacks during the express delivery, and the arrival time will be delayed a little." The merchant explained. My mother was unhappy and asked me: "Nian Nian, do we want to return the goods?"
"Let's wait another day. Where can I buy such a cute mobile phone case at such a low price?" I advised my mother. .
On the fourth day, I finally received a call from the courier. My mother took me angrily to the "YTO" express delivery point, grabbed the small package, drew a name, turned around and left, leaving the stunned courier behind.
After arriving home, I opened the gray bag and found a snow-white cardboard box inside. The baby comes out of the carton: the transparent and clean bottom cover is inlaid with shiny silver wire and dotted with flowers and plants. Wow, it’s like a fairy tale world!
In a blink of an eye, my mother and I were smiling. Baby essay 500 words 7
My family has many toys, including robots, transformers, four-wheel drive vehicles... What a pity. When I was in the third grade, my mother said to me: "You are in the third grade and you are nervous about studying. I'm going to throw away the toy." After hearing this, I felt like there was something wrong with my ears. Is it true? When I knew my mother was serious, I cried and begged my mother not to throw them away: "If you throw them away, I won't be able to live..." My mother felt confident and threw away the robot, sold the Transformers, and gave away the four-wheel drive... ...so that I couldn't even sleep and thought about toys every day. I could only hide my most beloved toy, the Smasher Chariot, before my mother would throw it away, and play with it while my parents were out.
The Smash Chariot is red, about the size of an exercise book, (.) is made of plastic. As long as it collides with other cars, it is guaranteed to shatter the other cars into pieces. You will definitely ask: "What is the name of the car?" Let me tell you, it is called "Qianyi."
Just put the battery in and press the switch, Qianyi will be like "no lasso" The buffalo - bump into each other randomly. "Qianyi is the strongest one in the Smashing Chariot, because as soon as he lets go, Qianyi will go crazy and no one can stop him. If you block it with your hands, you will feel excruciating pain.
Qianyi was bought by my mother when I was seven years old. Now one of my closest friends. As long as I have nothing to do, I will let Qianyi run happily; no matter how sad or unhappy I am, as long as I see Qianyi running, I will be very happy.
Qianyi helped me understand the rotation and principles of gears; it brought me fun and happiness; it helped me find a very good friend.
Children, do you like my Qianyi? Action is worse than excitement, go buy it! Baby composition 500 words 8
There are many "babies" in my family. Do you want to know what they are? Just listen to what I'm going on to say.
Dad’s “baby” is the computer. He didn't let anyone play with it. In order to prevent the computer from "rusting", he went straight to the computer as soon as he got home every day. He would rather not eat or sleep than play computer games. He can really be said to be "forgetting food and sleep". Therefore, I also got the reward of the computer-panda-like eyes. Gloriously, he became the "giant panda" of my family.
Mom’s “baby” is her pile of nail polish. She collected a lot of nail polishes, including red, yellow, blue, green... bottles of nail polish of different sizes and colors were put on the bedside table with great care by her mother. As long as you put the bedside table on Open it, and you will be dazzled by the various nail polishes. Mom takes great care of her pile of nail polish and, like dad, doesn't allow anyone to touch it. But my mother’s “baby” is more “treasured” than my father’s “baby.”
I remember one time, my naughty little cousin accidentally broke a bottle of nail polish, which was terrible. That bottle was my mother’s favorite nail polish. The mother suddenly became furious and told her little cousin, "It's wind and rain again," and she was so punished that her eyes were filled with stars. And she, while training her little cousin, picked up the nail polish fragments distressedly. From then on, the little cousin never dared to get close to her mother's "babies".
As for my "treasure", it is a crystal glass trophy about 18 centimeters high. This is the trophy I received for winning the special prize in the "Ode to Mother" children's calligraphy competition. It is crystal clear all over and looks even more dazzling under the sun. Although I cherish it very much, unlike my parents, I prefer to show my "baby" to my brothers and sisters, and touch it to my classmates and friends.
Because their surprised and envious eyes will further inspire my self-confidence.
These are the "babies" of my family. How about it! Interesting, right? Baby composition 500 words 9
Walking on the street, the pleasant music of "Castle in the Sky" suddenly came to my ears. I couldn't help but sing along softly, thinking of the carousel music box at home, which would "sing" the same song. It was a birthday gift from my aunt. Although it didn't have a gorgeous coat, I liked it very much.
Look! Under an exquisite "little umbrella" stood four horses, two white and two brown, forming a circle. Each horse is pulled by a slender wooden stick, and the horses' hooves are spread forward and backward. As long as the music sounds, they will immediately "alive", spreading their hooves, roaring, and moving towards the illusory city above the rainbow.
Whenever I feel tired or in a bad mood, I will gently open the music box, listen to its crisp and sweet "ding dong ding dong" sound, and imagine myself riding on a horse and galloping in the vastness. ' on the grassland. Blue sky, white clouds, sheep, yurts... The wind blew gently, bringing the fresh fragrance of grass, and it also swept away the gloom in my heart.
Therefore, the music box has become my beloved baby. Normally, I take good care of myself. The next day, I wipe the music box spotless with a clean soft cloth. Once, I accidentally reversed the direction of the knob, and the music box was split into two halves. My heart skipped a beat. "Oh, why were you so careless and broke the music box?" I was sad, anxious, and at a loss. "What should I do? My beloved music box..." Tears welled up quickly, and I tried to close them as they were. With just a "click" sound, the two halves of the music box came together and returned to their original shape. Wow, it turns out they can be taken apart! Suddenly, I jumped up and down with joy. "Great, great, my beloved baby is back!" I held it tightly in my arms and couldn't help but kiss it.
The music in my ears sounded again, and I seemed to be riding on a horse again, running freely into the distance... Baby composition 500 words 10
Everyone has a favorite in their hearts baby. My parents’ treasure is me, my treasure is mathematics, and my grandpa’s treasure is his beloved Chinese medicine store.
Grandpa is over seventy this year, but he has not retired yet. He runs a traditional Chinese medicine store and has been working hard for more than 40 years. He gets up before dawn every morning to go to work and does not come back until after nine o'clock in the evening for dinner. All the other store clerks left, but grandpa continued to work. Day after day, year after year...many patients come to the pharmacy to consult Grandpa every day. He always listens patiently to the condition and recommends appropriate medicines. The most amazing thing is that grandpa can also prescribe prescriptions for patients by looking, smelling, asking, and performing surgery. Our family and the neighbors in our small town all trusted my grandfather. He is the "good doctor" in our hearts.
One summer vacation, I went to my grandparents’ house for a vacation. I had a very severe rhinitis attack. I had tears like snot in my nose, and sneezed one after another. It was extremely uncomfortable! Grandpa hurried home from the drugstore after hearing the news. He comforted me and said, "It's okay. Grandpa is here. I'll give you some Chinese medicine and you'll be fine after taking it!" After saying that, he took my pulse, looked at my tongue coating, and frowned in thought. Then, grandpa opened the "Treasure Book" of traditional Chinese medicine to search, studied it carefully before writing the prescription on the paper, and then rushed to the pharmacy to grab the medicine. I got better quickly after taking the traditional Chinese medicine prepared by my grandfather. From then on, I admired my grandfather greatly and understood why he regarded the Chinese medicine store as his treasure.
Every winter, there is an endless stream of people coming to my grandpa’s traditional Chinese medicine store, all coming to grandpa for prescriptions. Grandpa always took the trouble to receive the guests and worked tirelessly to help everyone.
In this way, grandpa and his precious Chinese medicine store became an indispensable presence in the small town, guarding the health of the villagers... Baby essay 500 words 11
Many people in life have their own treasures. My father’s treasure is wine; my deskmate’s treasure is a writing box; my treasure is a book. "Books are the ladder of human progress." Gorky once said. As soon as I see a book, I will pounce on it like a hungry kitten and "gnaw" the book! "The book is a teacher, it teaches us a lot of knowledge; the book is a rainbow, it gives you happiness when you are sad; the book is a star, lighting up the road of life..." I wrote neatly in my diary Download this paragraph.
Once, friends came to my house to play, and one of them was a person who loved reading more than me. Another said: "Let's play hide-and-seek!" "No, no, no! Let's play 'books'!" My friend who loves reading and I both objected, but after other people's persuasion, I had no choice but to agree. "I'm coming!" The captor shouted, "Hide!" I hurriedly grabbed a book, hid in the closet, and read it with relish.
They searched and searched, but couldn't find me, so they had to shout loudly: "Okay! You win!" But I didn't seem to hear it, and I was still racing against time to read! It’s really like “having no ears to hear what’s going on outside the window, and only reading the books of sages”!
When they found me, I was still reading a book eagerly inside! They snatched the book away, and I was so mad that I yelled, "Don't throw it away, it's my treasure!" "If you don't come down, I'll throw away your book!" I had no choice but to jump down. I ran straight over to the closet, picked the book like picking an apple, and then lay on the sofa and read the book attentively... I read and read, one after another, and it was at night that I realized , carefully put the book back on the bookshelf like a treasure.
The book is my treasure and my teacher. It can be an "all-powerful king". I have a lot of precious books. In my home, there are books in my bookcase, books on my bedside, and books on my desk. Each one is my treasure. Book, you are my baby!
Whenever my mother buys a new book, I am always the first to pounce on it and read them one by one. Books are my favorite treasure! Baby essay 500 words 12
On February 26 last year, my sister-in-law gave birth to a cute baby girl. She was very interesting, with small eyes, a flat nose, a round head, and was bright red. He has a cute little face and short, fluffy hair. He cries "Wow..." as soon as he falls to the ground. He is really a crybaby.
In the afternoon, the baby girl began to sleep peacefully. Looking at her sleeping state, she looked sweet, her eyes were closed tightly, like two lines, her little mouth moved frequently, and her little tongue licked as if sucking milk. She was wrapped in a robe, but her feet were not honest and she was always kicking her. She was quite naughty.
After a few days, she was able to breastfeed. Look, her mouth opened and closed, but her eyes were still narrowed to a slit, she was quite lazy! How about it, it’s cute!
My sister-in-law gave me and my sister a difficult problem: Let us give this little baby a name. This is embarrassing for us. For this reason, my sister and I went to the bookstore to look through dictionaries for a long time and squeezed our brains out before we came up with a few names. When we showed them to my brother and sister-in-law, they were not satisfied with any of them. My sister and I were really disappointed. Later, they gave her a name themselves, Yaya, which was actually pretty ordinary.
Now, Yaya is one year old. Not long ago, my mother and I went to my brother's house to play. As soon as we entered the door, we saw the family having dinner. I saw my sister-in-law holding Yaya and feeding her. Unexpectedly, as soon as Yaya saw my mother and me, she laughed so sweetly and so cutely that my mother couldn't help but go up and play with her. When Yaya saw me, she looked at me with curious eyes. I hid behind my mother, and she poked her head out to look for me. I hid to the east, and she poked her head to the east, and I hid to the west, and she poked her head to the west. After a few back and forth, she started laughing. Baby composition 500 words 13
Today is May 25th, which is "I love me". The school prepared an experiential activity for us - to be a "balloon baby pregnant mother" for a day.
In the morning, I got up early. Because I have never experienced the feeling of being a mother, I am excited and excited; I am going to be a pregnant mother today, and I am very nervous. How should I protect my "balloon baby" today?
"Huh-" I blew up a pink balloon, but no, this balloon was too big, almost the same as a basketball. "Huh-" I blew up another blue balloon, but that didn't work either. This balloon was as small as my fist. Here’s another one, “Huh——” This balloon is neither too big nor too small, so it’s just right.
How can I attach “Balloon Baby” to clothes? right! You can use double-sided tape. I was standing in front of the full-length mirror, fiddling around, and all I heard was a "bang" sound. My balloon baby "died" and fell off. What a self-defeating thing! No, I’m about to go out, what should I do? It was my grandfather who came to his senses in a hurry: "Wouldn't it be better to just use a safety pin?" "Oh, that's right!" I hurriedly said goodbye and trotted all the way to school.
At noon, none of the "balloon babies" in our class accidentally "died", and the spare balloons were useless. Everyone took them out to play with them, so there was a scene like this; Some are blowing up the balloons hard, and some are flapping the balloons. At this time, Zhu Wenju blew up a balloon that was smaller than his schoolbag. The balloon seemed to want to come out to play, but accidentally the balloon flew out of Zhu Wenju's hand. It flew and flew, and finally the balloon was caught because it ran out of air. What followed was bursts of happy laughter from the students.
In the end we won, and together we threw the "balloon baby" into the sky. Through this activity, we understand that it is not easy for our mothers to give birth to us. We must be grateful to our mothers! Baby essay 500 words 14
When I was very young, my father left my mother and me because of a heart attack. From then on, my mother and I depended on each other. "Only mothers are good in the world, and a mother's child is a treasure." As long as I hear these lyrics, my heart is still infinitely sweet, and I am still my mother's baby.
On October 5 of the year before last, my mother accidentally fell while walking and fractured her femoral neck. Because she suffered from aplastic anemia and low platelets, surgery could not be performed. In the end, the doctor chose conservative treatment. treat. As a result, my mother still cannot walk independently to this day.
From that moment on, mom was my baby.
"Fang, wake up. It's time to prepare breakfast and go to school." Although I was sleepy, I would get up immediately and be busy boiling milk for my mother and making breakfast. At the beginning, my mother had to call me several times, but now I can wake up by myself when the time comes. I am busy and very happy. My mother looks at my busy footsteps and keeps praising me for being a strong child.
When school is over at noon, I will choose to come back to eat with my mother. I will be very concerned about not seeing my mother for a long time. As soon as my footsteps reach the door of the room, my mother's gentle voice will be heard immediately: "School is over, How come time flies by so fast? "It's also a joy to talk to my mother.
Now, my mother is recovering very well. In the evening, my mother can prepare dinner with the help of a wheelchair. This is the happiest time of our family, eating around my mother's bedside and talking about the day. Joy, anger, sorrow and joy. My mother often looks at me with kind eyes, and I can always feel the warmth of home that my mother brings to me.
Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, my mother has been in this state for nearly 2 years, and this living state will continue until my mother is gone. Instead of feeling that my mother is a burden to me, I feel that It was God who gave me the opportunity to be filial to my mother. Although this kind of companionship was hard, my mother often said that she was dragging me down. I told my mother that you are also my baby, and I will devote all my efforts to accompany and take care of you, because with you alive, I am also my baby. I also have a baby. Baby essay 500 words 15
My baby is a quilt I brought from my grandpa and grandma’s house. It is my most important baby. As soon as I cover it, it will feel warm and sweet. The sweet feeling will creep into my heart, as if reliving old dreams, I recall the glorious childhood time spent at my grandfather and grandma's house, the happy time spent under the bright sun in my hometown, the time when my grandfather and grandma accompanied me When I was growing up..., this quilt was the gentlest comfort when I was angry. Every time I held it, I could regain my usual calmness. It is my most precious treasure!
This quilt is decorated with many polka dots and colorful stripes, and there is also a vivid crocodile and English letters on it! The color looked particularly bright and eye-catching, which was the reason why I fell in love with it in the first place, so I was standing outside the window on the street, clamoring my grandpa to buy this quilt. When the quilt is dirty, I will take the initiative to wash it to make it spotless, and sometimes hold it! I didn’t know where the quilt had gone, and I immediately became as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. I called in some help and asked my brother to help me search around. I had to find it before I could hold it with a sigh of relief. Fall asleep peacefully with it.
Now, this little quilt that accompanied me "over the mountains and ridges" to the city has become a "close friend" in my life. Whenever I quarrel with my brother and feel angry inside, , I always love to hold it; when I feel that my mother is partial and unfair, I also want to hold it; when I encounter something unsatisfactory, or when I am in a bad mood due to a decline in test scores, I love to hold it even more! I like to hide in the room and hug it tightly, tell it about my inner anguish, and let it wipe away the tears of an unfulfilled boy from the corners of my eyes! Of course, when I am happy, I will definitely tell it and let it share my joy. I have a lot of good things to say to it. It is like a good "friend" who accompanies me to grow up, more like a grandpa or a grandpa. Grandma’s endless love and tolerance for me.
Over time, it has become an indispensable treasure in my inner life, an irreplaceable treasure in my heart, and a sweet and eternal treasure in my heart.