I remember when I was a child, it was very cold one winter. Dad is on a business trip, and my mother has to take care of both the business in the store and me.
However, my mother wouldn't let me go out to play and let me stay at home for fear of catching a cold. But she was disobedient and sneaked out while my mother was busy. As a result, in the early morning, I had a high fever and my mother was frightened. You said my dad wasn't here, and it was just my mom and me. What should I do? My mother immediately took me to the hospital.
It was dark on the road. I was so scared that I called out to my mother. My mother said, "Lulu, don't be afraid. Just lie on my mother's back and you will be there. "
When I arrived at the emergency room of the hospital, I saw the doctor. The doctor took my temperature. At first glance, it is a high fever of 465,438+0 degrees Celsius. The doctor said to my mother, "How did you become a mother?" The children were burned like this. How did they get sent here? Must be hospitalized, and go through the hospitalization procedures quickly! "Mom just silently said," well. "
But maternal love is sometimes severe, and my mother never relaxes in my study. It was the first semester of grade five, and I got 76 points in English.
When I handed the paper to my mother in fear and trembling, her mother didn't say a word to me when she saw the score. A man walked into the bedroom and slammed the door. I really can't help it. I walked into the bedroom, stood in front of my mother with tears and said, "Mom, hit me!" " You hit me! I am disobedient, and I will study hard in the future. "
Mom said with tears in her eyes, "Lulu, mom won't hit you, but you have to remember that if you want to get ahead and be a person who contributes to the country in the future, you must be down-to-earth, step by step, and study hard from now on!" Maternal love is the greatest kind of love. Children are flowers and plants watered by their mothers with their own love, and their growth cannot be separated from every drop of their mothers' love.
A mother, who escorts her children all her life, silently guides them behind her back. Can we repay our mother's love? Just like: "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three spring rays."
Great maternal love as the saying goes, "the thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children", maternal love is great. From the moment you were born, God gave you an angel who will always be with you. Her name is Mom.
When I was in grade one, my father worked in other places and my mother was the head teacher in a middle school. She is busy with work and often comes home late. But her love for me hasn't diminished at all.
I remember it was a night when silver peas fell from the sky. Because of a cold, I rest at home. My mother was still teaching students in the classroom, but at this moment, I suddenly had a high fever and my forehead was extremely hot.
And my mother just dragged her tired body home and saw that I had a high fever, so she quickly picked me up and rushed out. There are no pedestrians and cars in the street, only her thin figure shuttles through the rain. A cold wind blew and I sneezed. My mother seems to have noticed something.
She held me in her arms and wrapped me in her furry coat. Then, act quickly and run to the hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, my mother didn't even breathe, so she held me for registration, injection and infusion. I was crying all the time during the injection, so my mother took my hand and whispered to me, "Dear daughter, don't cry, mom will always be by your side."
At that time, after listening to this sentence, my body seemed to be full of strength at once. My mother stayed with me day and night during the infusion.
I am hungry, she feeds me, I want to sleep, and she tells me stories. I lost two days and two nights, and my mother stayed with me for two days and two nights.
I have recovered from my illness and gained weight, but my mother's eyes are red, and I have lost a lot of weight with dark circles. I will study hard in the future and repay my mother with excellent results.
My father loves me like a mountain. My father looks like a slow person. He is usually unsmiling and serious. As far as I can remember, he didn't seem to hug me or say a warm word to me. After a long time, I don't think my father likes me at all. Every time I see him, I feel a little "scared" for no reason. Perhaps seeing the recognition of our father and son's feelings, my mother told me a few things, which opened the floodgate of my memory.
My mother told me that when I was born, my mother was in the operating room, and my father was waiting anxiously outside the door. He kept walking around. Knowing that the mother and son were safe, he jumped up happily and quickly bought some candy and melon seeds to distribute to everyone he met. Dad can't control his feelings. I don't know how many times he walked into the corridor and let the tears of happiness flow.
And when I was six or seven years old, one night, my mother worked the night shift, and my father took me to the newly-built stadium to play. At that time, the lights in the square were not installed, but many people came to exercise. As soon as I got to the edge of the court, I rushed into the sea like an arrow, and my father called me from behind. I pretended not to hear, for fear that he would restrict my freedom. When I enjoyed myself for a while, I found my father was not with me. Suddenly, I felt a little scared. I know the disaster is great, and I am worried about the bad guys. I was afraid to call my father, so I struggled to run home in fear. When I got home, my father had not come back. I also know that my father must be looking for me everywhere, so I sit in a dark corner of the building.
I don't know how long it took before I saw my father limping with his shoes, and his face was full of anxiety. I thought: my grumpy father will definitely hit me hard this time. When my father saw me, he gently picked me up and said to me in a hoarse voice, "Don't run so fast in the future. If an adult calls you, you have to promise at once, okay? " I nodded, and when my father put me down, I found a lot of blood on my father's feet. I know that in order to find me, my father dragged an injured leg and walked a lot, and his foot was worn out.
Now that I think about it, I know that my father loves me, too, but I just buried my love in my heart. My father's love is like a mountain. My father's love taught me to be strong and grow up with me.
My father loves me like a mountain. I wanted to write an article for my father a long time ago, but I didn't start writing.
2. Write a 400-word composition, find it in the composition book and send me a picture, which is the nourishment of all mankind. "This other words! Books are the crystallization of human wisdom. With books, you have knowledge and endless treasures. Reading is to better absorb the essence inside, thus enriching your spiritual world. There are quite a few stories about me and books. I'll choose two to tell you.
I remember one night, the teacher assigned a composition, the content is to talk about your views on life, the topic is self-made. As a pupil, how should I understand life? Other students ask their parents to guide them in writing. My parents are away on business, so I can't call them back. While I was wandering in the living room, the hour hand had quietly visited nine o'clock. I'm even more anxious. Suddenly, my eyes flashed: when I was eight years old, didn't my father give me Bacon's life as a birthday present? Why don't I flip through it? I ran to the bookcase and looked around, huh? Why can't you find it? No, look again. I watched it again from beginning to end. Ah, I found it, so I was crushed to the bottom. I was overjoyed and felt a happy cloud under my feet. I opened the book and found that I had chosen the right book. I wrote down these life ideas and added some unique insights. In this way, I finished my homework well. The next day, I was praised by the teacher. I hold a book to thank him! !
Another time, while I was watching the Water Margin with relish, my mother suddenly asked me to buy a "scarf". Reluctantly, I put down my book, picked up my money and rushed downstairs to the grocery store. Say, "Boss, I want a scarf." Uncle said, why do you need a scarf on a hot day? ""I don't know, my mother asked me to buy it. " I replied. My uncle happily gave me a scarf. I took it and ran home, hoping to see the Water Margin soon. Who knows, the boss shouted: Little friend, you forgot to give money! I turned around and gave him the money and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't steal it on purpose." Uncle smiled: Never mind, little friend. "I hurried back again. When I got home, I gave my scarf to my mother. Who knows my mother flew into a rage and roared, "Little bookworm, how can you buy a scarf when I ask you to buy monosodium glutamate?" "Go down and buy another pack!" I was shocked, ran downstairs and bought a pack of monosodium glutamate at once. This monosodium glutamate storm has finally subsided. However, I was inevitably educated in thought.
Now that I have grown up, I have gradually tasted the sweetness of reading: reading the water margin, I learned that those fugitives are "doing heaven for the sky"; I read "The Magic Pen is a Good Horse" and learned that only by learning and mastering scientific knowledge as soon as possible can the magic pen in my hand become a real magic pen; I read Lei Feng's diary, and I know that Lei Feng lived by himself in order to live better than others. After reading the chicken soup for the soul, I kept my understanding of human nature and appreciated the truth, goodness and beauty of human beings. ...
The clouds dispersed overnight, changing time and space. Only this book remains unchanged, laughing at the autumn moon and the spring breeze.
There is a road in the mountain of books, but there is no limit to learning the sea. I will study persistently, step by step, study in a down-to-earth manner, and bravely climb to a new height of science! I remember Gorky, a writer in the former Soviet Union, said: Books are the ladder of human progress. "Books are like a boat, and now we are heading for the choppy knowledge coast!
3. Look at the picture and write a composition (300 words). Mother's love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Motherly love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter.
I remember when I was a child, it was very cold one winter. Dad is on a business trip, and my mother has to take care of both the business in the store and me.
However, my mother wouldn't let me go out to play and let me stay at home for fear of catching a cold. But she was disobedient and sneaked out while my mother was busy. As a result, in the early morning, I had a high fever and my mother was frightened. You said my dad wasn't here, and it was just my mom and me. What should I do? My mother immediately took me to the hospital.
It was dark on the road. I was so scared that I called out to my mother. My mother said, "Lulu, don't be afraid. Just lie on my mother's back and you will be there. "
When I arrived at the emergency room of the hospital, I saw the doctor. The doctor took my temperature. At first glance, it is a high fever of 465,438+0 degrees Celsius. The doctor said to my mother, "How did you become a mother?" The children were burned like this. How did they get sent here? Must be hospitalized, and go through the hospitalization procedures quickly! "Mom just silently said," well. "
But maternal love is sometimes severe, and my mother never relaxes in my study. It was the first semester of grade five, and I got 76 points in English.
When I handed the paper to my mother in fear and trembling, her mother didn't say a word to me when she saw the score. A man walked into the bedroom and slammed the door. I really can't help it. I walked into the bedroom, stood in front of my mother with tears and said, "Mom, hit me!" " You hit me! I am disobedient, and I will study hard in the future. "
Mom said with tears in her eyes, "Lulu, mom won't hit you, but you have to remember that if you want to get ahead and be a person who contributes to the country in the future, you must be down-to-earth, step by step, and study hard from now on!" Maternal love is the greatest kind of love. Children are flowers and plants watered by their mothers with their own love, and their growth cannot be separated from every drop of their mothers' love.
A mother, who escorts her children all her life, silently guides them behind her back. Can we repay our mother's love? Just like: "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three spring rays."
Great maternal love as the saying goes, "the thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children", maternal love is great. From the moment you were born, God gave you an angel who will always be with you. Her name is Mom.
When I was in grade one, my father worked in other places and my mother was the head teacher in a middle school. She is busy with work and often comes home late. But her love for me hasn't diminished at all.
I remember it was a night when silver peas fell from the sky. Because of a cold, I rest at home. My mother was still teaching students in the classroom, but at this moment, I suddenly had a high fever and my forehead was extremely hot.
And my mother just dragged her tired body home and saw that I had a high fever, so she quickly picked me up and rushed out. There are no pedestrians and cars in the street, only her thin figure shuttles through the rain. A cold wind blew and I sneezed. My mother seems to have noticed something.
She held me in her arms and wrapped me in her furry coat. Then, act quickly and run to the hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, my mother didn't even breathe, so she held me for registration, injection and infusion. I was crying all the time during the injection, so my mother took my hand and whispered to me, "Dear daughter, don't cry, mom will always be by your side."
At that time, after listening to this sentence, my body seemed to be full of strength at once. My mother stayed with me day and night during the infusion.
I am hungry, she feeds me, I want to sleep, and she tells me stories. I lost two days and two nights, and my mother stayed with me for two days and two nights.
I have recovered from my illness and gained weight, but my mother's eyes are red, and I have lost a lot of weight with dark circles. I will study hard in the future and repay my mother with excellent results.
My father loves me like a mountain. My father looks like a slow person. He is usually unsmiling and serious. As far as I can remember, he didn't seem to hug me or say a warm word to me. After a long time, I don't think my father likes me at all. Every time I see him, I feel a little "scared" for no reason. Perhaps seeing the recognition of our father and son's feelings, my mother told me a few things, which opened the floodgate of my memory.
My mother told me that when I was born, my mother was in the operating room, and my father was waiting anxiously outside the door. He kept walking around. Knowing that the mother and son were safe, he jumped up happily and quickly bought some candy and melon seeds to distribute to everyone he met. Dad can't control his feelings. I don't know how many times he walked into the corridor and let the tears of happiness flow.
And when I was six or seven years old, one night, my mother worked the night shift, and my father took me to the newly-built stadium to play. At that time, the lights in the square were not installed, but many people came to exercise. As soon as I got to the edge of the court, I rushed into the sea like an arrow, and my father called me from behind. I pretended not to hear, for fear that he would restrict my freedom. When I enjoyed myself for a while, I found my father was not with me. Suddenly, I felt a little scared. I know the disaster is great, and I am worried about the bad guys. I was afraid to call my father, so I struggled to run home in fear. When I got home, my father had not come back. I also know that my father must be looking for me everywhere, so I sit in a dark corner of the building.
I don't know how long it took before I saw my father limping with his shoes, and his face was full of anxiety. I thought: my grumpy father will definitely hit me hard this time. When my father saw me, he gently picked me up and said to me in a hoarse voice, "Don't run so fast in the future. If an adult calls you, you have to promise at once, okay? " I nodded, and when my father put me down, I found a lot of blood on my father's feet. I know that in order to find me, my father dragged an injured leg and walked a lot, and his foot was worn out.
Now that I think about it, I know that my father loves me, too, but I just buried my love in my heart. My father's love is like a mountain. My father's love taught me to be strong and grow up with me.
My father loves me like a mountain. I wanted to write an article for my father a long time ago, but I didn't start writing.
4. Write a photo of yourself. I wrote a composition of 300 words. I took a lot of photos and put them in a small and exquisite photo album. One of them is my favorite. Do you want to know the origin of this photo? On my ninth birthday, my mother took me to a photo studio. I entered the room and began to dress up for me. When I finished dressing up and came out, the young man was still very energetic.
Before coming to the camera, the uncle who took the photo asked me to pose, and it took me a long time to set it up. The uncle who took the photo flashed at me, and my eyes flashed for a long time. I feel a little annoyed. At this time, my mother said, "Don't worry, son, be patient!" Finally, my uncle said, "Good! All right! Freeze! " Just listen to "click" and take a photo. I can't wait to see this photo. I am so energetic in the photo! This is my favorite photo of all.
5. I want to find a composition to write about things and buy food for the first time. "For the first time, great!" Is that really the case? I thought the same thing.
The long-awaited Spring Festival has finally arrived. This time, the family can have fun, because it is a treat. Mom is busy cooking and dad entertains guests.
Because there were not enough people and I didn't buy all the vegetables, I was sent to buy vegetables when I was having a good time. Although I was extremely dissatisfied, I went anyway.
At the vegetable market, except for a few stalls, almost all the vendors went home for the New Year. I walked aimlessly and everything paid off. I came to the place where onions were sold.
I can look at that man and think: he has a long beard and small eyes. He doesn't look like a good man. It's my first time to buy food, and I'm a little worried. What if he lied to me? Just then, an aunt was buying food at a nearby booth, and I watched her learn. "How much is this cabbage?" "sixty cents" "it's so expensive, everyone sells it at forty cents, which is cheaper."
"All right, fifty cents." The stall owner said helplessly.
I see the old lady likes picking leaves very much. I thought to myself: that's all I said, take a deep breath and go to the place where onions are sold.
"How much is this onion?" I asked confidently. "Eighty cents a catty, ok?" The stall owner squinted and said.
"It's too expensive. I've seen it. Other things sell for 60 cents. If it's cheaper, I'll buy two Jin. " The stall owner smiled and said, "Really? Now that the Spring Festival is over, all the onion sellers have left. It seems that I am the only one. "
Listen to this in a sarcastic tone. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I want two Jin."
I saw him put some leafless onions on the scale. When I saw them, I said loudly, "Slow down, others want more Ye Er. Do you think I am a child and lie to me? " The stall owner looked at me with surprised eyes and said, "Well, I'll give you a lot of leaves." After paying the money, the stall owner smiled at me and said nothing. I was secretly pleased that I was not cheated by him.
Trot all the way home, trying to get mom's praise. When I got home, my mother took out the onion and said to me, "you child, you have done enough."
Why choose onions with so many leaves? How can you eat them? "When the vendor's surprised eyes appeared, I suddenly realized. If you don't climb the mountain, the mountain is rich and high; Don't face the deep stream, I don't know the thickness of the ground.
Indeed, if you don't buy food, how do you know that you are knowledgeable? Only when you try for the first time can you get what you have never got. Therefore, life should constantly try new life, so as to be rich and colorful.
Today, I was lying in bed alone with my eyes half open and half closed. By accident, I saw something black on the wall. I thought: Could it be a spider? Out of curiosity, I stood up and looked forward. Unexpectedly, it actually moved. Ah! It is really an "eight-legged freak"! I shouted in horror. You know, the insect I fear most is spiders, and this kind of spider is black and big, which is very scary.
Mother heard the crying and came over and asked, "What's the matter?" I stammered, "There are ... spiders here." Then she pointed to the spider on the wall. Who knows, my mother casually said, "What do I think? Isn't it spiders that make a fuss? It won't bite. What are you afraid of? " Say that finish and went out.
I thought: What is a little spider afraid of? I am hundreds of times older than it! It can be pressed into patties with one finger. I think so, but my eyes are always fixed on the "eight-legged freak", fearing that it will climb into my crib.
I saw it crawling and crawling. When it climbed to the edge of the air conditioner, it suddenly fell. My heart thumped and I stared at the spider. I didn't expect it to swing in mid-air. It turned out that this spider was doing acrobatics with the silk it spit out. When it has played enough, it rises like a spring. I sighed, but fortunately I didn't fall into my bed. Alas, it is so. I feel happy for myself. I didn't expect it to climb to my crib at a fast speed. I was taken aback. The joy just now has vanished, followed by the heartbeat of "drumming", but this spider didn't know it at all and was still crawling to my crib. I jumped out of bed and touched my "savior"-grandpa, who saw this scene and tore up a newspaper. He put the newspaper in the path of the spider, waiting for it to "trap itself". I saw that spider really climbed up along the newspaper. Grandpa gently picked up the newspaper, opened the window and put the spider back into nature.
I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, why didn't you kill the spider?" Grandpa smiled and said to me: "Spiders specialize in mosquitoes and are beneficial insects. We should protect them. " I nodded and thought: you can't just look at the appearance of a thing. Only by knowing more cultural knowledge can we better protect and utilize them.
Sunshine always remembers reading a report after the storm. Twin sisters, both disabled, can only spend a whole year in a wheelchair. But the two sisters have infinite yearning for life. They bravely faced the cruel reality and overcame it, so they chose the road of writing.
However, only the sisters of primary school culture failed again and again. However, instead of falling down, they became stronger.
Finally, they published the first edition, recording their years and setbacks, which was praised and recognized by the society and respected by people. Now, they are trying to swim to the other side of success, believing that the two sisters will create a brilliant tomorrow.
In retrospect, disabled people are so strong, not to mention those of us who are physically and mentally disabled. Every life comes to this world with hope, a chicken and a grass. Who among them didn't come to this world with difficulty? Therefore, we should grasp this beautiful life, even if there are more setbacks and difficulties, we should face them bravely and try our best to overcome them.
Indeed, life is actually wonderful. When you feel miserable and desperate, you might as well try to think and look at it from another angle. You will find that life is not as bad as you think, so you will find that life is so beautiful and full of sunshine of hope.
It's actually quite simple. Close your eyes, take a deep breath and say to yourself, I can do it! When fate closes a window for you, it will also open another window for you. The sun always rains.
6. You can write a picture of imaginary composition, two: two days that matter, the weather is good, a Zen master appears in front of the camera, and the moonlight shines all over the yard.
As soon as the camera turned, a thief in black appeared. He entered the east room and jumped into the west room.
Out of the north room, into the south room. Looking around, I sang: "I look left and right, and every room is not simple!" " "Say that finish, I was about to leave with a bag full of" harvest ".
Suddenly, the sky thundered and thundered, followed by lightning, and a stench of corruption came to my face. "Well" this must be the dedication of "mountain village teacher"! I'm so scared! "Hey-"The thief turned around and looked, wow! In the distance stood a man with long hair.
"Ah-what a ghost!" The thief was frightened. "Bullshit" turned out to be the old Zen master standing there with a rotten mop.
The Zen master took off the mop and said, "Stupid! Now is the primary stage of socialism. We must oppose feudal superstition, uphold and advocate science, and develop into the advanced stage of socialism. " The Zen master curled his lips and smiled.
"Oh.
! It turned out to be an old man. I was scared to death. I thought it was a dedicated "mountain village teacher"! "The thief breathed a sigh of relief, took out a China cigarette and lit it." Smoking? The Zen master replied, "No! "The thief took out the water again and asked," Do you want to drink water? The Zen master replied, "Bring it yourself! "Finally, the thief took out the fruit and asked," Do you want to eat fruit? This time, before the Zen master could answer, the thief said, "I know you are very upset." "Big Brother", what are you doing? " The thief looks pitiful. The Zen master jumped over, picked up the fruit in the thief's hand and said, "sorry, I want an apple!" Eating fruit is good for both body and mind, not only can you lose weight, but also the efficiency of beauty! I haven't eaten these two days, look at peas! " "Oh.
"The thief vomited wildly and said," Handsome boy, I'm just a thief. Just let me live. If you can, I'll go first and ask me to have tea another day! Goodbye. "The thief wants to leave again.
A slap in the face hit the thief. The Zen master smiled and said, "* * *", "click" another bolt of lightning.
The Zen master jumped up again and said, "In fact, I am the thief with the highest qualifications, the oldest font size and the loudest name. My name is Ka Chuang, a super invincible handsome guy who kills gods and ghosts! " After that, I tore a piece of dough from my face. The moustache on his mouth is still flying wildly. He said, "I've been lying in wait here for a long time, and I'm going to do it tonight. I didn't expect you to rob me."
The thief smiled this time. At that time, there was wind everywhere, and it was stormy! "You.
What are you laughing at? "The card window is a little nervous." Actually, I am a federal agent, a criminal nemesis, and the FBI. We've been watching you for a long time. Come with us! "A shiny little handcuffs on the hand of the card window.
Applause for our people's police! (the whole play is over).
7. Look at the picture and write a composition, online, etc. Very simple. On Sunday, Linda went to the park at 1 1 o'clock. She bought a pink bike. She likes it very much because it is her birthday present. Ten minutes later, she came to the lake and watched people swimming. But she didn't see a thief behind her. The thief stole Linda's bike and ran away. When Linda found her bike missing, she cried and called the police. But it's too late! .