Traceless fatherly love
"You are so unfilial! Have you forgotten who raised you before? Who gave you food and clothes? "
"yes! Yes! I am unfilial, you are right! "
Recently, a war of words between father and son started in my home. The reason is simple: a button on my repeater is broken, but my stingy father just won't buy me a new one.
"Hum! Bad dad! If you don't buy it for me, I'll buy it with my own money! " However, I am a little reluctant to buy it with my hard-earned pocket money ... I have a good idea. Dad refused to buy it, so I asked my mother to buy it, which made my father very angry!
The next morning, I said to my mother, "mom, mom, good mom!" " I know you will definitely buy it for me, right? ""But your father won't let him go! " My tone suddenly became serious: "Without the repeater, my English will definitely fall behind, and I can't be a captain. Whose responsibility is this? "Can you afford it?" When mother heard this, an embarrassed expression appeared on her face. I knew in my heart that my mother was soft-hearted, but my heart was full of joy, but my expression was extremely angry, making things worse and saying, "You ... if you don't buy it for me, I will break up with you!" Hey! " Mother completely surrendered and said, "All right, all right! Dear baby, I'll buy it for you, won't I? "
When I came home from school, I saw a brand-new repeater beside my bed, and my heart was sweeter than eating it. I immediately showed it to my father to show off: "Oh! Oh! Oh! Repeater! If you don't buy it for me, my mother will buy it for me. Who's afraid of who? ! I turned and ran into my room. Don't think I'm afraid my father will hit me. In fact, I really want to listen to my parents' conversations (especially my father's). "Look at you! I said that I didn't buy it, but I sneaked into the bookstore to make the children hate you so much. " This is mom's voice. "I just want my children to form a good habit of saving, which is good for their future growth ..."
What? Cheap dad bought me this? In a flash, I seemed to understand something, and my eyes were moist. ...
Ii. the composition of a person's growing story of illness and fever
I'm sick.
In the afternoon, mom went to class. I watch TV at home alone. I feel a little dizzy, so I have to lie in bed.
I'm sick.
. At this time, my mother came back. My mother looked at me and covered my head. She touched my head and said, "You have a fever. Let's go to the hospital. "
We happened to meet Dr. Zhou when we went to the hospital. Dr. Zhou gave me a detailed examination and said to my mother, "Take him for an X-ray." When we showed the X-ray results to Dr. Zhou, Dr. Zhou said to us very seriously, "The illness is a bit serious, and I must be hospitalized." I started hanging water that night.
From that day on, my mother and I came to the hospital early every day. The corridor is full of unpleasant smells, and there are children crying everywhere, which is very noisy. Well, I can't help it. I'm sick. But my ward is quiet. The other two patients are two little girls, and they don't cry much.
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Ten days passed quickly and the people in the ward changed several times. My mother and I still work hard, going out early and coming back late every day. Go back and forth between the hospital and home. Finally, the day of the second interview arrived on July 28. We got the ST report and sent it to Dr. Zhou. Dr. Zhou looked at it and said that his condition had improved and he could be discharged in a few days. My mother and I are very happy to hear the news.
On my sick days, I realized how important it is to have a healthy body. After leaving the hospital, I will make a fitness plan to make my body very strong.
Three. The story of my mother and me (300) (composition) (I am sick)
Once, my mother and I felt sick. My mother touched my head and touched her own. She knows that we all have a fever. Sure enough, I am 38.5 degrees, and my mother is 38.2 degrees. I was lying in bed, dizzy, but my mother took care of me as if I were not sick. I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, because my mother is sick, and she must be as uncomfortable as me, while I am resting in bed and my mother is doing housework. It can be seen from her figure that she is struggling and uncomfortable. I thought to myself: no! I can't lie in bed and let my mother take care of me! Mom is also a patient now, and needs to rest! I got up and asked my mother to help her with her work. When she saw me get up, she said, "Why are you up? Don't want to sleep? " "No, Mom, I want to help you." "Don't toss about this, go to sleep quickly, and go to school if you have nothing to do!" Mom said. "I ..." I slammed the door into the room in a fit of pique. I saw my mother dragging her tired body through the door, and I couldn't help it any longer. I threw myself on the bed and began to cry.
My fever is getting worse and my mother takes care of me more carefully. I said to my mother in bed, "Mom, why didn't you rest when I tried to help you yesterday?" "Silly boy, mom, this is for your own good. How can I be good without a good rest? You are too young to be an adult. If you are ill, your parents will be very worried. It doesn't matter whether I participate or not. The key is hello. " I am very touched, my mother's love for me is a great maternal love, and this love is brilliant at any time! There is no substitute for maternal love, which is the most sacred and pure love!
Here, I want to say a heartfelt word to my mother: "Mom, I love you!" " "I think, what other sentence can express my mood better than this simple sentence?
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Once, I got sick. As soon as my mother saw it, she quickly sent me to the hospital and asked the doctor to see me for treatment.
After examination, the doctor said that I had a cold and wanted to hang salt water on me. My family is poor and has little money. My mother is afraid that the doctors here are inexperienced and expensive, so she wants to take me to Tongxiang and let the doctors in Tongxiang treat me. It was already dark and it was getting late. My mother sent me to Tongxiang for hospitalization and sat beside my bed for the night. It was not until the next morning that she closed her eyes and slept for a while. But my mother only slept for a while, and then she hardly opened her eyes to tell me stories, so as not to worry me.
Later, grandma came and wanted to take care of me for my mother. However, my mother was not at ease and stayed to take care of me. I saw a circle of black things around my mother's eyes. I know it's because of lack of sleep. Mom has to go to work, and grandma has repeatedly asked her to go to work. Mom just agreed to go to work.
Shortly after my mother left, she came to see me in the hospital again. It turned out that my mother was still worried and told the leader the reason and didn't come back until she asked for leave. My mother also told my grandmother: "I still don't feel at ease, so I asked the leader for leave to take care of my daughter." Hearing this, I know how much my mother loves me! So, I think after my illness is cured, I must take good care of my mother and don't let her pay so much for me!
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The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. She mended it carefully and thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home. Whenever I read this poem, I can't help thinking of my mother.
My mother's love for me is everywhere-in life, as long as the climate changes, she never forgets to add or subtract clothes for me; When I am sick, she will take care of me without sleep; In study, she always guides me patiently; She often takes me out to play on holidays. In my mind, one thing impressed me very deeply-
It was a Sunday night, and I was going to Jiayi Musical Instrument Store to learn guzheng. When I went out, the sky was clear and rosy in Wan Li, but just after class was over, it began to thunder outside. "Flourishing …", the voice was ugly, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. The class is finally over, and it's already dark. When I went out, there was a cold wind blowing head on, and I couldn't help shrinking my neck. It's too cold! Watching my classmates being picked up by my parents one by one, I stood under the eaves and felt like a small sapling, shaken by the strong wind. After a while, the door of the music shop was closed, and I kept waiting and waiting. ......
Finally, I saw a familiar figure in the heavy rain-it was my mother! Mom came pedaling hard in the rain.
Angry and anxious, I asked my mother, "Why are you so late today?"
"Today, the unit worked overtime and there were some things to do, so it was late." Mom said with some apologies.
"Are you cold?" Mother took off her coat and handed it to me.
"I don't want it."
"no! Your hands are so cold, come on, put them on! "
I put on a coat with my mother's temperature. Under the dim street lamp, I saw my mother's light coat tightly attached to my body and my trouser legs were wet. Rain was running down her trouser legs, and I didn't know whether it was rain or sweat. ......
My heart trembled and my anger subsided. I held my mother's waist tightly. Yes, my mother works hard every day, and she has to take care of my daily life and study with me. She hardly has any rest time of her own. My mother has done too much for me ... I put my face tightly on my mother's back. Suddenly, my body felt warm.
The wind blew harder and it rained harder. My mother's love and warm reminder will remain in my memory forever. ...
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Ⅳ Ask for a Japanese composition about my illness experience. The word count is random, about 500 words. I have rhinitis, and I got sick on the day of the college entrance examination.
Sick, sick, and others. One person, one person, multiple points, specializes in treating diseases, diseases and patients (わずら). Today, individuals distinguish themselves from diseases, bodies and languages (かた).
ぃはがとぃぅがぁってもっとのははは/kloc- だからのはずっとたらたらしてテナ. The next day, my throat was inflamed (. かったのはがのしみをこらぇてててしこららてててて 1 こぅぅぅぅ?らくぇるのはかじんんんんん)
Ⅳ The composition of the fifth grade, the matter of the fourth grade, gave me an umbrella when my mother was ill (after school at noon). The composition is 400 words, which can be Baidu, but it needs ten articles.
An essay on life enlightenment
Life is like autumn wind, whizzing past us, gently bypassing our fingertips, and rushing past our eyes, bringing suffering, sweetness and star-like trivia. I will be in the fifth grade in a blink of an eye. I picked a golden apple carried by the autumn wind, and it was still shining in the sun, which made me think deeply.
That year, I just turned ten years old, just a third-grade urchin, full of energy. One day in the summer vacation, my father accompanied me to climb the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, I climbed up with my bag on my back. Along the way, I jumped and jumped, leaving my father far behind. Birds are singing to see me off, flowers are smiling, and grass bows to me in the breeze. Everything is so beautiful! I stopped and looked at my slow father. I was happy and proudly said, "Ha, the screen name of' Snail Chasing Beauty' is absolutely correct. It's not bad to play with you when I get to the top of the mountain! " Then he ran away alone.
The mountain is steeper and the road is more and more dangerous. Panting, I sat on the stone steps and watched my father trotting behind me, but I couldn't run any further. I can't help secretly wondering how his physical strength is so good. At this time, my father ran to my side and jokingly asked, "What's the matter? Will Liu Xiang be today? " "The mountain is too high to climb!" I complained to my father with a discontented face. Unexpectedly, my father changed his smirk just now and said seriously, "There is no mountain that can't be crossed, and there is no river that can't be crossed. We must persevere in everything!" "Say that finish, I grabbed my hand and pointed to the Aozhuta, which stands at the top of the mountain, and said firmly," We must climb there! " "He said, while taking me to climb to the top of the mountain. Whenever I stop, my father always tells me stories about celebrities overcoming difficulties and cheers me up. When I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, I looked at the distance and recalled what my father had said. Yes, nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it. Nothing is impossible as long as you have perseverance and perseverance. If you give up halfway, you will accomplish nothing. Isn't that what learning is all about? There is nothing you can't learn in your study. As long as we study hard and ask more questions, all difficulties will be solved.
Although climbing the mountain is small, it makes me think deeply, and it also gives me the enlightenment of life: nothing is difficult in the world, I am afraid that there is a will.
ⅵ Fourth grade composition, family story My mother waited on my sick grandmother.
Do you know what the greatest love in the world is? Do you know what is the most selfless love in the world? That is maternal love. Maternal love is great, selfless, warm and sacred. This kind of love asks for nothing in return, it is as pure as a fountain; Like a fine spring rain that moistens the earth, it is affectionate; Like the sediment in the long river of life, it gradually precipitates in the scouring and melts into the memory of life, which makes people memorable.
I remember a story about a mother who loved her child very much and gave everything for him. She asked him, "What else do you want me to give you?" The child said, "I want your heart." The mother dug out her heart, and the child banged his hand and danced happily. Inadvertently, he fell and his heart fell to the ground and broke, but the first sentence of the broken heart was: "Son, does it hurt?" Every time I see this story, tears will fall. Poor inherit the wind!
I also have a mother who loves me and loves me. In my childhood memory, my mother gave me too much love. When I was a child, I was sickly and often had a high fever. Every time, my mother stayed by my bed, took my temperature, sent water and medicine, and put a wet towel on my hot forehead. I often don't sleep a wink all night. When I get well, my mother will get sick, too.
Once, my math score was only over 70, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to a student who had been doing well. When I got home, I cried in my mother's arms, but my mother gently said to me, nothing! Children can't be a great person, but they can be a happy person, but at least they can contribute green and provide oxygen to people like grass. There will be many failures in life, and you can't bear them just because of one failure. You didn't do well in the exam and didn't work hard this time. You usually have to work harder. After listening to my mother, I have confidence in my study again. From then on, I listened carefully in class, finished my homework at night and did some exercises. My grades are improving gradually. Although my mother's words were not famous, they gave me courage.
White clouds are dedicated to the blue sky, so the blue sky has a grateful heart, which gives people a clear sky in Wan Li. The green leaves are dedicated to the big tree, so the big tree has a grateful heart. It scatters pieces of green shade on the earth. However, "it's hard to report three spring scenery when there is only a little affection for the long grass." What can I do for my ordinary mother? I think, give my mother a glass of water, help her do some housework and study hard ... Maybe this is the best reward in her eyes.
Mother's Day is coming, let me sing a song "Mom" for my mother: "Your new schoolbag is given to you/your umbrella in the rain is given to you/your favorite (that) three fresh stuffing is given to you/your wronged tears are wiped away/ah, this person is a mother/ah, this person is a mother/this person gave me life." ...
The fairy tale tiger is ill.
The tiger was ill all day. The tiger said that he was ill and told the small animals to come and see him in turn. Small animals are skeptical about the version, but dare not go, for fear that the tiger will blame himself for eating himself. The rabbit took some grass first and walked towards the tiger in fear. At the tiger's house, the rabbit knocked on the door and walked into the tiger's house. The gift was given to the tiger. When the tiger opened it, it was full of grass. So he said to the rabbit, "don't you know that I like meat? Since you don't have meat, I'll take you to eat?" Say that finish, then rushed to the rabbit. Everyone waited for a long time, but the rabbit didn't come back. Everyone sent a goat, and the goat also brought grass. The goat walked away in fear. When it entered the tiger's house again, the tiger jumped on it and the goat was eaten. Other animals decided to send a fox after discussion. As soon as the fox walked to the tiger's door, he found the blood of rabbits and goats and threw a dummy in. The tiger hiding behind the door thought its prey was coming to the door, so it jumped on it. The fox knew everything and ran away in a hurry. Later, the fox came back safely.
ⅷ 300-word composition about moving (I am sick, and my teacher will help me with my study)
A pool of clever water will have a warm note. When it drips into your heart and nourishes your heart that may have dried up long ago, your heart will tremble slightly. I call it "moving".
On that day, I was lucky enough to get this water injection, let it drip into my heart and purify my soul again.
Maybe it's not surprising. I had a big fight with my mother in the morning, and a gray cloud rushed out of the house. I wandered aimlessly in the street, which was really boring. Although I haven't had breakfast yet, I'm not hungry at all. I bought a bottle of yogurt and sucked it slowly.
I fought back in my mind, and I would think of that scene just now. Mother told me to put on more clothes and said it was going to be cloudy. I don't want to add it at all. She said a few more words, and I slammed the door in a rage.
Just as I was walking towards me, a middle-aged woman in rags and unkempt appearance blocked my way. She is wearing a shabby red coat, a pair of blue cloth shoes that have been worn for several winters, and her toenails are exposed. There was a strange sound in her throat, and I could barely understand that she wanted my unfinished bottle of yogurt. I handed it to her in surprise, and he looked at me with very grateful eyes, took it with one dirty big hand and touched it around with the other. Finally, she found a crumpled fifty cents in a small pocket. She smiled and handed it to me. I quickly said, "No, it doesn't matter." She thought for a while. Before playing chess, she went to a stall and bought half a bowl of porridge and a fried dough stick. When she came to a corner with a full load, I found a little boy there, dressed a little neater than that woman, about five or six years old. The woman picked up the yogurt for him. He took a sip and pushed it to the woman. I finally understand that they are a mother and daughter. The mother and son handed a fried dough stick and half a bottle of yogurt to their son, themselves and the half bowl of porridge. The boy thought about it, left half a bottle of yogurt, split the fritters in two and handed them to his mother. ...
I was shocked! I couldn't help bursting my banks and burst into tears. I rushed home, money came to open the door, and my mother, who was surprised and anxious, was crying silently ... I am glad that I used the clear spring to make my almost numb heart dance again and let me know the world again-moving and loving coexist!
In life, there will always be some beautiful things that will appear quietly and decorate your plain life, that is-moving!
Touching is an unspeakable feeling, which only our hearts can understand.
I am often touched by some people or things, but sometimes what touches me seems to be nothing.
When I saw my beloved flowers wither overnight, the petals were all over the ground; When I saw that the young eagle was about to hatch and struggled outward; When a long-lost friend reaches out a hand of friendship and hugs me tightly ... although, these are all so ordinary. However, they touched my heart deeply.
What moves me is sometimes a subtle scene that is easily overlooked. Just like flowers fade, this is a common phenomenon. However, I melted it into my heart and turned it into an elegy of the disappearance of life. I want to come to Lin Dai Yu Hsu's heart, and I am also touched. Otherwise, how can she perform a tearful scene of burying flowers, and how can she send out the feeling that "there is no sad song for me, flowers fall and people die"?
In fact, moving does not require too many words, too many tears, too many praises, and it does not require efforts to change anything. Touching is a delicate feeling, just like a clean stream flowing quietly in our life. Only when it flows through the rugged mountain road, it gently stirs up a glittering and translucent small splash and then continues to flow forward.
Touched, because I deeply love all the beautiful things in the world, and I love them alone. It is because of my touch that all good things love me deeply.
Touched, it has narrowed the distance between me and my friends, so that we can always maintain a true and sincere friendship and maintain a deep emotional exchange and touch. Care for each other, encourage each other and give to each other.
Moved, can wash people's spiritual impurities, it is like a multi-flavor bottle, let us taste the ups and downs of life. It is like a melting pot, which helps us to refine the true meaning of life.
I remember a story: a thief knocked on the door of a family and said that he was thirsty and wanted a glass of water. The innocent and lovely little host welcomed him into the room and poured tea for him enthusiastically. When the thief tentatively asked the young master's father. Unexpectedly, the young master cried very sadly and said, "Dad is a thief. I won't let him go home. " This sentence alone made the thief run away in a panic. Because he knows that he may become a father in the future, but he doesn't want to look down on him like the father of the young master, even his own children. It was this sentence that made the thief completely repent. As He Wei said: "Every time you are deeply moved, you can cut off a certain period of deep hatred in your temperament."
In moving, we keep the inner truth, goodness and beauty; Moved, we have maintained the dignity of being a human being; In sports, we changed the old me and won the new me.
When we carefully observe and appreciate the people and things around us, let the taut string in our deepest heart feel touched and arouse the sound of nature in our hearts.
Those slight touches, like ivy reaching out to the tentacles of the sun, every tremor is the transmission of life information. Learn to be moved, don't be stingy with your own happiness, share it with your friends and make them moved; Learn to be moved, don't suppress your sadness, and let it fly to the vast sky. Face the mirror and give yourself a touch, for pursuit, for kindness, for sincerity ... you will find that the whole world will become more brilliant and beautiful under your touch!
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-A girl who longs to get sick
What is touching? Just sad tears? No, moving is our truest emotional expression. Tired of reading, my parents peeled an apple for us, which was touching; My friend came to help you get up after running and fell down. I was very touched. After I failed in the exam, my classmates came to say a few words of comfort, and I was very moved. After reading a story, you will also be moved.
This is the story of a girl who is eager to get sick.
Being sick is a terrible thing, and it will make us feel uncomfortable. However, there is such a girl who longs to be sick all her life.
When she was very young, her mother died and her father married a woman with a little brother. Father loves his younger brother, and stepmother takes care of him everywhere. Different from the usual story, the father and stepmother never scold and abuse the girl, but only give her indifference, a complete indifference. Since then, girls have become withdrawn and do not like to associate with others. In her own words, "I wish they could scold me once."
A lonely girl is struggling in such a cold environment. All this seems to haunt her like a thick fog, and no matter how she escapes, she can't get rid of it.
A sudden illness made her yearn for warmth for a long time and returned to her side. Lying on the bed, she vaguely saw all this: her father took time off to sit by the bed and watch over her, her stepmother took off the veil of indifference in the past and bought medicine for her everywhere, and even her naughty brother became much more clever. The girl is still in pain physically, but this time, she smiled so sweetly.
Girls seem to understand a truth: only by making themselves miserable can they be loved.
She learned the trick of increasing the risk of illness. Serious is not serious, as long as it is not fatal, she is willing!
A lonely girl can destroy herself in this way to realize her dream-she can love others and get love for herself!
This life lasted for half a year. Once, she wanted to break her left leg and lie in bed to enjoy the warmth of being loved for several months. But this time, she didn't grasp the scale of injury, resulting in lifelong disability of her left leg, that is to say, she will be in a wheelchair all her life.
She thought, what is it to lose a leg to get love?
At night, she said to the starry sky, my god, will you really get love all your life?
After reading this story, I was moved. People really need to grow up in adversity, but the most important thing is to be embraced by true love. Just like the girl who is eager to get sick, she is willing to lose a leg in order to get love!
This is not so much a story as a true portrayal of real life. It is human nature that people long for love and being loved, but when love is incomplete, people's desire for love is even stronger. Isn't it just like the little tree behind the house twisting its body to earn a ray of sunshine? Let's remember every move around us, give the people around us the most sincere love, and let everyone bathe in the sunshine of love!
ⅸ Tell a story to your sick mother and write a 500-word composition.
Mom, I want to tell you.
Mom, I have so much to say to you, just like grains of sand on the beach.
When I was born, you took on the responsibility of being a mother without complaining. When I babbled for the first time, your eyes sparkled with tears of excitement. When I was a child, I clamored for my mother to tell me stories every day. My mother read to me tirelessly for several hours until I fell into a sweet dream. It was my mother who made me fall in love with reading. From reading, I read the truth of being a man and distinguish between good and evil in the world. Opened the door of my wisdom. Mom, you are my first teacher. Every night, you get up countless times and tuck me in, but you never have a good sleep.
In a blink of an eye, I reached the age of primary school. In these four years, how much effort you have devoted, how selfless and great your love is. Every morning, my mother gets up early, prepares a delicious breakfast for me, sends me to and from school regardless of the wind and rain, and accompanies me to do my homework late every day, regardless of my fatigue. When I was asleep, my mother was not sleepy. Isn't her mother tired? No, my mother is worried about me.
Mom, I also want to tell you, please get rid of the bad habit of being too impatient. Although everything seems unhurried, I will try my best to get rid of this bad habit. Can mom be a little patient with me?
Mom, I want to tell you that you have done too much for me. I know my mother wants me to live a better life, but you should also take care of yourself! Don't be too tired.
ⅹ The story of a small animal getting sick. This 360-word composition vividly describes the reason why a small animal got sick.
My favorite animal, my favorite animal is my little black dog. My little black dog is so cute! I am covered in black and bright fluff, and there are two white spots on my eyes, which are quite like two white beads. The hair on the head and thighs is very long and dragged to the ground like sideburns. My ears are straight, as if I have been listening to the movement around me. The thick and long broom tail swings from time to time, like a free cleaner! What's more funny is that it always looks at me with its wet nose up, like a sick child. It seems pathetic. Actually, I know it really wants to play with me. He's inviting me! The little black dog is very gentle and human. Being with it for a long time has produced feelings. It seems to understand me. Whenever I am angry, it crouches quietly beside me, as if wanting to spend that sad time with me; When I am happy, it will run around me and bark, which is very pleasing. The dog's experience was dangerous several times. I fell into the river for the first time, but fortunately I was found to have pulled it up, given medicine, and soon recovered. Poisoned by people who poisoned dogs several times. Fortunately, I got early treatment before I was out of danger. From then on, it can smell out which foods are poisonous and which are not. Later, my dog was never poisoned again. Smart enough! I like my dog. I hope it will always accompany me and grow up happily with me!