After every exam, I feel very relaxed. When the scores were sent to my parents, I felt very uneasy.
If I do well in the exam, my mother will reward me; If I don't do well in the exam, my mother will worry about * * * and let me make up lessons to improve my academic performance as soon as possible. My mother is also very concerned about my health.
If I get sick, she is in a hurry and sends me to the hospital for treatment in time. She took good care of me in the hospital until I recovered.
In order to make my body healthier, my mother also bought me roller skates, so that I can often take part in sports and play table tennis, badminton and so on with me. I took an active part in some fitness activities. I am very grateful for my mother's concern for me. There are many things that care about me that I can't finish.
In my opinion, my family cares about me, but I still think my mother is the one who cares about me the most. If you don't believe me, please come back with me a few weeks ago. It was a Saturday, and I was doing my homework at home alone.
However, I feel more and more uncomfortable and weak. I can't help touching my forehead. How hot it is! I quickly found out my temperature and measured it-the temperature, at first glance, yo, 38.6℃! It is broken. I have a fever. I called my mother at once, and as soon as she heard it, she said, "I'll be right back."
Just hung up the phone. I am waiting for my mother at home, and I feel that time crawls like a snail.
Finally, my mother came back, and I saw sweat on her forehead. It's so cold outside. Mom must be anxious to come back.
My mother didn't bother to wipe the sweat, so she simply asked me a few words and said, "Go to the hospital." He picked me up and went downstairs, then put me behind my bike and hurried to the hospital. "
"No," my mother asked the doctor carefully again. The doctor said it was nothing serious, just take some medicine. My mother bought some medicine according to the prescription and took me home.
My mother was afraid that I would be burnt by the wind just after sweating, so she took off her coat and let me put it on. At first I refused to live or die. But I know my mother's temper. If I argue with her again, she will get angry, so I finally have to put on my mother's coat.
On the way home, the cold wind was still blowing, and my mother was shivering with cold. I can't stand it. I said to my mother, "mom, put on your coat, I'm not cold." Mom casually said, "You wear it, I'm fine, just exercise."
After listening to my mother's words, I couldn't help hugging my mother's waist. I cried on my mother's back.
With such a good mother, why don't I study hard to repay her for raising her? This is my mother. She loves me the most and cares about me the most.
Choose a person who cares about you and write a composition about your gratitude to him. In my growing experience, countless people have given me warmth, happiness and happiness ... I want to take this opportunity to thank my father.
Mother is the water that nourishes you, and father is the mountain that protects you. In our eyes, father is always strict, which makes you daunting. But in a cold winter, I changed my mind about my father.
The cold wind is howling outside, and there is only warmth and comfort inside. Father came to check on me again. I was still asleep in my room, shaking my head and wearing only a thin coat. Come in and tuck me in. Dad looked at the window that was not closed properly. Facing the biting cold wind, he closed the window carefully for fear of waking me up. Dad was still inspecting from time to time when he left. My father went to work in the morning. I heard about it from my mother, and my heart was warm and sweet. I recall my father's appearance in my mind, and the longer I grow, the higher I get. ...
My father always looks serious. Now, I think his stern face says love for me, and his eyes show concern for me. The wrinkles carved on his face by years are proof of our deep love. When writing this composition, I remembered a sentence: "I am very lucky, I have a kind mother and a strict father." In our life, we need both mother's encouragement to stabilize our confidence and father's criticism and correction to prevent us from going astray. Although the "father's love is like a mountain" can't be seen on the surface, the love for you can't be erased and carved by years.
"I love my mother, and I love my father." This is something I have never said. I want to tell you that although father's love can't be revealed, it will always hurt you deeply.
Choose a person who loves you and express your gratitude to her. 500 words composition teacher, thank you.
I have many teachers, but my favorite teacher is Miss Huang, who called me in the sixth grade. You are like a candle, burning yourself and illuminating others; Like chalk, you sacrificed yourself and left behind knowledge. Like a grass, you sacrificed yourself, leaving the door open.
I remember once, a classmate in the class kept a secret in class because there was a hole in his clothes, and laughed at him for being afraid of being seen by others. He didn't pay attention to the class. After class, you call him to the office and tell him to take off his coat. You take out the needle and thread from the drawer and carefully mend the clothes for that classmate. At this moment, I saw a long black hair with a few hairs in the middle like fog. There are several small goldfish tails beside the eyes, ah! This style is only available to loving mothers! This look is different from others'.
You are not only our mother, but also our teacher.
At first, I was just a placement student and my grades were not very good. And I'm not very interested in Chinese class, so I don't get good grades in this class and I don't like listening to lectures in class. Once in a Chinese class, you asked me a question and I couldn't answer it. You asked me to sit down. After class, you called me to my office and said to me in a kind and serious tone, "It's not that you don't learn because you are not interested, but that you learn to discover its true beauty;" Because you have tasted failure, you don't want to learn. Life will inevitably encounter some setbacks. Don't let setbacks defeat you. You must learn to beat it first, because you are not afraid of it and dare not move forward. " Hearing this, I suddenly felt my blood boiling all over.
In the days to come, no matter how many setbacks I encountered, I didn't choose to give up, because I always remembered the teacher's words: "As long as you work hard, you will succeed!" " Failure will taste like success. Failure is the mother of success.
In fact, I really want to say to you: "Teacher, you have worked hard, thank you!" " Teacher, I love you! "
Choose someone who cares about you and express your gratitude to him. I can't remember how many times I quarreled with you over the years.
But this time it is unforgettable. My children are not sensible. I always thought that everything you did to us was taken for granted. I never really thought about what you and I are like.
I didn't really see you. Maybe it's just too close to you, maybe it's just that there is less breathing between us.
Haha, when my heartbeat is in your stomach, are you very attractive to me? What about now?
It is conceivable that you would live more easily without me. 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 can 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 500-word composition about the person you love. The first article: I went to Qiu Lai in spring. Time flies. I am twelve years old.
This long journey was brought down by my mother. He endured the pain blindly and faced me with a "bright" smiling face. As the poem says, "But how much love there is in the inch-long grass, I get three rays of spring."
Yes, in these twelve years, every word from my mother has become my strength every day; When I got home, my mother's greetings became the source of my confidence. Although these words are only familiar words, they all contain deep maternal love.
I remember that time, I came home excitedly and looked at the rich dishes on the table. It's really mouth watering! Without saying anything, I immediately sat down in my seat and prepared to feast my eyes. At this moment, my mother came over and said with a smile, "These are all your favorite foods!" " "I nodded, and then shoveled to eat.
I ate a piece of silver hairtail and a bite of green vegetables ... I ate it with relish. At this time, I found delicious chicken on the table. My mother knew it was my favorite, so she picked up the biggest one and put it in my bowl. She said, "Come on, I'll give you this piece of chicken to supplement your nutrition."
I quickly said, "Mom, help yourself!" "I don't like chicken very much. Help yourself! " I don't understand. My mother always likes chicken. This time, how ... Suddenly, a warm current unconsciously flowed into my heart. "Mother" has been recited by countless poets, sung by countless singers and described by countless painters throughout the ages.
From Meng Haoran's Ode to a Wanderer, we realize the author's deep affection for his mother. In Bing Xin's Paper Boat for Mother, I once again feel the author's yearning for his mother ... Ah, mother, you have no prominent position, just an ordinary professional worker. You have no brilliant achievements, just circling around us all day, but you are my pride. On the coming March 8th Women's Day, I can't help but say to you, "Mom, you have worked hard 12 years, and I will repay you with excellent results.
Article 2: fatherly love is traceless. "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 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? Suddenly, I seem to understand something, and my eyes are moist.
6. Care for the people who love you 400. The love of the sky for birds makes birds fly higher; The sea water protects the fish and allows them to swim freely; People need care, and care is the most sincere beginning of communication between people.
I remember once, my parents and I went to a nursing home to visit the elderly who were lonely. There, we help clean up, pour them tea, chat with the elderly and tell them jokes. They were happy from ear to ear. Looking at their bright smiles, I thought, "They are old and have made a lot of contributions to society all their lives. Shouldn't we give them a little care and love to make them happy in their later years? " I think they will be warm now.
I remember another time, I accidentally fell down at school and my leg was bleeding. Teachers and classmates rushed me to the medical room. I looked at those caring eyes, and suddenly, a warm current came to my mind. . . I deeply understand that "people who love others will always love others;" Respect others, and people will always respect them. Care for others, care for yourself, and make everyone around you full of love! let the world be full of love!
7. Write a 500-word composition about a person who cares about and loves you, with maternal love as the key link.
I studied everything my mother gave me and suddenly found my mother's hobbies strange! It is colorful, like shells on the beach, colorful, colorful! This kind of love is special, others can't understand it, only I can understand it. Under the rain and dew of love, I grow up happily and study happily!
Mom's love is so strange! This love is red, and that red is not watercolor. She is my mother's fiery heart. In severe winter, in stormy weather and when she catches a cold, she always comforts me with this red love and takes care of me.
I remember one winter, I had a high fever and didn't go to school for half a month. My mother takes good care of me when I feel sick. My mother got up in the middle of the night to give me medicine. At that time, my mother had a terrible stomachache, but she endured the pain and got some medicine for me because I had a high fever and kept coughing. I opened my eyes lazily and found a few drops of sweat on my mother's forehead. I think it should be my mother. These bean-sized beads of sweat fell on my hands, and I shed tears. I really feel that kind of silent maternal love in my heart. I have tried to ask myself: If my mother is ill one day, will I take care of her like this? I definitely answer: I will! Because she is my favorite mother!
I went to the hospital for examination, and the doctor said I would be hospitalized. I refuse to live or die, and my temper is as stubborn as a donkey. Mom, I have no choice but to grant my request. But my mother will accompany me to the hospital for infusion every day. The cold wind is whistling outside, and snowflakes are dancing gracefully in the air, just like fairy scattered flowers!
My mother helps me get dressed every morning and then accompanies me to the hospital. When I went downstairs, my mother actually said that she would carry me because she was weak in limbs. I refused again and again and reluctantly went downstairs. My body suddenly feels like a small tree and can't stand the wind and snow. My mother held me in her arms and helped me to the car slowly.
During the infusion, my mother held my hand tightly and gave me courage. When I did the "P-test" for the first time, the needle slowly went into my arm, causing me to scream like a wolf. When I accidentally saw my mother's difficult and complicated expression, my tears could not help falling, because I knew my mother was more uncomfortable than me. What my mother did during my illness was enough to make me feel that kind of silent maternal love!
Finally, I got well. Suddenly, I found the dark clouds in Wan Li on my mother's face don't know when they became clear and Wan Li. Finally, a bright smile appeared on my mother's face, which contained her ordinary love.
My mother is ordinary, but in my heart she is great and beautiful!
Sometimes, maternal love turns green, sheltering me from the wind and rain, and sometimes, maternal love turns golden yellow, which makes me study hard. When I was sad, my mother comforted me with poetic language and grew up with me!
Motherly love is gentle, kind and eternal. Mother's love is strange, strange like an oblique umbrella, let me grow up in the rain and dew.
8. 450 words about people who love you. If I had moved the chair two minutes ago, I would have prepared a lot of paper. Why? Too many tears, can't stop wow ... grateful parents, grateful teachers.
This is what the teacher emphasizes every day. But the same gratitude to parents and teachers has come alive in Zhou Heng's mouth.
Every story, every sentence, every sad piece of music and every sad note is so touching. The first is gratitude to the teacher.
When Zhou Heng said that "the teacher protected his close classmates with his own body", the sad melody began. My eyes are moist.
Zhou Heng's voice seems to have a strong appeal, which makes my tears keep falling like broken pearls. Looking at the nicks left by Mr. Zhang and Mr. Fang over the years, it is the crystallization of hard work and sweat! Looking at Mr. Zhang and Mr. Fang's Na Hua Kao |zk 168 is like a pool of deep eyes, which is a symbol of wisdom! Teachers' efforts for us; Sweat for us; care for us ... sometimes, these are invisible, but in retrospect, they are so sweet ... When we hugged Mr. Fang, we burst into tears and saw his red eyes.
"When you look at the person in front of you, when you hold his hand ..." Tears welled up in my eyes. These hands, which have worked so hard for me, have grown cocoons. These hands, which used to be full of energy, have now become rough. When I knelt before my father, it was the first time in my life and the most pious time in my life.
Thank my father for bringing me into this world and teaching me how to love and how to be grateful ... This gratitude will give me a deep feeling, so I have to reflect on myself.
9. There are more than 500 words of essays and love around you. Grateful for the kite's ascension to heaven, I can't help feeling the lingering silk thread; The geese fly south, but still turn back frequently.
Years are easy to get old, and things are easy to change. In the lost years, what remains unchanged is the affectionate care of my mother. -Inscription People often say that maternal love is the greatest, most selfless and deepest.
Indeed, mother gave us life, nurtured us and gave us strength! Every night when I go home, I always see my door open to me. I thought, is it mom or dad? I went to the living room with doubts, and there was no one there. I went to my parents' house, but there was still no one. I thought, where are my parents? Only to find my mother squatting in the kitchen to choose vegetables.
I understand now that my mother came home early to cook for my father and me. Every day, my mother is like this. She comes home from work early to choose food and cook.
As the sun flies, we are used to our mother's contribution. But I can't stand my mother's hard work.
I am doing my homework, but I don't feel well. I thought to myself: if I were a chef, that would be great! Give my mother a cup of good Tieguanyin tea, let her watch the interesting "Family with Children", and I'll make a table for her. How nice it would be! But I don't have that ability now! What do we do? What do we do ... So I can only choose to help my mother cook.
Add fuel to the fire. Help my mother buy steamed buns, steamed buns and other dishes or staple foods every day.
But what can these do? Compared with mom, it's far from it! Alas ~ ~ I still can't repay my mother. I often wonder how to repay this deep maternal love. Maybe, it's grades.
Some students said that the top 5 students in the final exam "made a fortune". But this exam, because of carelessness in mathematics, made me lose a lot in vain.
Let my efforts go to waste. For this reason, I was enlightened by my mother, and I also cried.
Perhaps, it is honor. My mother likes to watch me get an honorary certificate or go on stage to receive an award.
I looked at the certificate in my "small vault", and my mother and I both smiled with relief. Now I understand, it should be concerned.
I remember one time, my mother was sitting on the sofa. I finished my homework, snuggled up to my mother, quietly turned around, patted my back and rubbed my shoulder. My mother closed her eyes and smiled. At this time, I think my mother is ten years younger. Another time, in summer, my mother got the so-called "air conditioning disease" and her back was unbearable. She always puts a hot water bottle on it.
I immediately remembered that there was a plaster left by my father in the "pharmacy" at home. I took it out and put it on my mother. It felt very comfortable.
Mom smiled happily, too. Be grateful to your mother and start with small things.
At this point, a word melted in my heart: thank you, mom! Parents' love for their children is selfless and unrequited; Parents are committed to our growth at all costs. But sometimes we argue with our parents because of trivial things and give them little shoes. It's really unreasonable and inappropriate.
In fact, parents don't ask their children to give much material satisfaction, as long as they hand a cup of hot water when their parents get off work; Parents send blessings on their birthdays; When my parents are tired, pat them on the back ... These trivial things can also show our deep love for their parents, and I feel the joy of giving from their satisfied smiles. We should not only thank our parents, but also our classmates, teachers, relatives, friends and many good people who have helped us.
After the home of American President Roosevelt was stolen, he lost many important things, but he still thanked God: "Because first, the thief stole my things and didn't hurt my life;" Second, the thief only stole some of my things, not all of them; Third, fortunately, the thief was him, not me. "Maybe we are unfortunate, but we should still thank others with a grateful heart, so that you will find that being grateful for everything will make life happier.
Always be grateful, we can live in a grateful world, just like a poem says: be grateful to those who raised you, because they let you grow constantly; Be grateful to those who care about you, because they give you warmth; Be grateful to those who educate you, because they educate your ignorance; Be grateful to the person who hurts you, because he has tempered your mind; Be grateful to those who cheat you, because he has improved your wisdom; Be grateful to the person who despises you, because he awakens your self-esteem ... The fallen leaves hover in the air, composing a grateful movement, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship.
Because of gratitude, we know the true meaning of life-from the baby's "wow" falling to feeding him, how much effort and sweat parents have paid and how many days and nights have been woven; From elementary school to junior high school, even to university, how many teachers have worked hard for him, silently dedicated light and heat, burning themselves and illuminating others. Gratitude is from the heart.
As the saying goes, "the grace of dripping water is rewarded by the spring." What's more, parents, relatives and friends pay you not only a drop of water, but a piece of Wang Yang sea.
Whether you give your parents a cup of warm tea after they are tired, or give them a card on their birthday, or give them some greetings and comfort when they are lost, they often pour their efforts and energy into us. How can we remember their birthdays, understand their fatigue, and whether we are aware of the wisps of silver and wrinkles? Gratitude requires you to feel and return with your heart.
Gratitude is respect. As a famous scientist, Madame Curie won the Nobel Prize twice, but she met her primary school teacher at the meeting and thanked her with a bunch of flowers. The great man * * also sent his deep gratitude to the teacher at the festival.
Great men since ancient times have a grateful heart. Gratitude does not need to be earth-shattering, just a greeting, a call and a touch of emotion from you. Gratitude is meaningful.
Love makes the world go round. Parents' efforts are far higher than mountains and deeper than the sea, but as us, we only know how to ask for food and clothes.
But there seems to be another barrier, which makes us become selfish, forget the efforts of our parents, forget the sound of happiness, and learn to appreciate others as our own.