1. Unforgettable affection There are many small fish in my mind, which constitute my unforgettable affection, but my most unforgettable affection is the golden goldfish ... I remember that when I was in the third grade, I went to school just after the New Year, and my classmates talked happily about the beauty of bloom in spring, but I felt bad. Because I go to school in the cold spring, my teeth tremble with cold in the morning. The whole class said, "Look, her lips are blue." After several classes, I got home very uncomfortable and fell asleep in bed. I heard a familiar voice in my sleep, "Get up! Xiao Yan! " I woke up and saw my mother. I said, "I seem to have a fever." My mother quickly measured me with a thermometer, and my "temperature was 40 degrees" and my mother immediately became nervous. I called the class teacher to ask for leave, and then my mother hurriedly picked up a cup and gave me water to drink antipyretic. I found out carefully that there was sweat on my mother's forehead. I think, mom, this must be urgent. I must get sick early. Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute. I don't know how to keep a high fever. I drank the medicine and sweated. My mother is busy changing towels to wipe my back. I was so busy at noon that I couldn't even eat. I fell asleep again ... I felt my mother went to the hospital behind my back. Unexpectedly, I was hospitalized for a week and four days. 2. Mom Every mother works so hard and gives everything for her children. At the same time, several children know that mother's psychological feeling may be that we have grown up ourselves. When I grow up, my mother also has white hair. Mother is no longer her old mother. We used to be young, and what she had to worry about was how to teach us well and let us grow up healthily. What about now? Mothers have to worry about more than that ... everyone's growth is inseparable from their mothers' selfless dedication. Motherly love is the instinct of animals. There is no mother who doesn't love her children. Maternal love is the noblest love in the world. It is love that needs no return, love that needs no reason, and love that makes people cry. There is a lot of love in the world, and the most sincere, profound, regretless and unrequited love is the love of parents. Family ties are eternal light. According to the Buddhist scriptures, several autumn flowers in bloom are flowing eastward, and the old generation after generation. Only parents love their children until death do us part. The tide has ebbed and flowed since ancient times. In The Flying White Clouds, teenagers don't know how to take care of their parents. Parents will frown when they care about their children, and they will take it to heart. Affection is boundless, and an inch of grass can never report three rays of spring. 3. Spring has passed in a blink of an eye, and it has quietly come to the world. Spring is a beautiful season and a poetic season; Spring means a vibrant beginning. You see, the courtyard after the rain, the thin cage of morning fog, the crystal blue tiles, the beautiful spring; Peony is in tears, and roses are quiet and charming. Birds whisper in my ears, full of green branches, green and red, and the fragrance is attractive. The setting sun covers the trees, the green land covers the sky, dogs bark, and people come home late. Here is the beauty of spring, the gorgeous color of spring, the rich taste of spring and the harmonious sound of spring. Fish are hooked for food. Traveling in a covered boat, the boat was anchored under an old tree and strolled on the east side of the bridge with a quinoa. The stream is clear, the drizzle turns over the ping, geese and ducks play happily, and peach blossoms chase the water. Willow gently brushed the bank with long branches, as if intoxicated in the beautiful spring. The spring breeze was wet by the continuous rain, unable to stretch its white wings, but after all, it brushed the willows that the water side was eagerly looking forward to. Hazy rain. Although my mother is always nagging, I know she is doing it for my own good. My mother always likes to say no to me or she can go wherever she wants me to go, but she still cares about me later. My mother never goes shopping outside. She always likes to buy delicious food at home and eat together. My mother doesn't like dressing up. She never brings gold and silver jewelry. She always goes out in old clothes. My mother has a pair of rough hands, that's because my mother uses them to earn money to support her family. My mother has a pair of rough feet, which are the marks formed by my mother running around. My mother has a wrinkled face. It is because of the wind and sun that her beautiful face is no longer beautiful. All this is for one person, that is, her disobedient son' I'. I can't face it anymore. My mother who gave everything for me brought me into this world. She raised me with a bubble of shit and urine. But I made her feel too much sadness. My mother is a great mother. I really can't pay her back all my life. She loves me so much. As a son, I gave her too little. So I must be a good person from now on and not let her worry about me any more. Only in this way can my mother's heart disease get better. In return for her fertility and upbringing. I have to study culture and earn money to make her live a good life. Only in this way can I show my mother's concern and care for me. In my day-to-day expectation, the New Year finally arrived, and people suddenly became busy. Fireworks stalls have also come out to do business, and the streets are boiling. Answer supplement

For the first time as a child, my mother taught me to read. It rained heavily that day. Looking at the rain outside the window, I asked my mother, "Mom, how do you spell the word rain?" Mother smiled, grabbed the pen with simple hands and wrote the word "rain". I carefully watched the word "rain" rewritten, and imagined the rain falling from the sky drop by drop. Without hesitation, there was no parachute, and the wind floated in the air, spinning musical instruments and dancing, and then melted into the earth with a smile. Looking at those four points, I thought: It's raining so smartly, why are there only four drops? So on the basis of the original four points, I continued to add a few strokes to the word "rain". When my mother checked, my mother shook her head and smiled. I smiled, too, and crystal colors flowed in my heart. Answer supplement

6. Sun Quan Persuades Learning This article tells the story of Sun Quan, the prince of Wu, persuading his general Monroe to study. Reading this article is very enlightening. First of all, I realized that it is impossible for people not to study. Everyone knows the story of Wolf Child. A child raised by wolves naturally has no chance to learn, and even has not learned the basic skills of being a human being. Her 17-year-old IQ is the IQ of our normal people at the age of 3. I remembered the story of the eagle learning to fly. When the eagle is full-fledged, it will fall from the cliff with an eagle in its mouth, because the eagle knows that if it wants to fight the Wan Li sky, it must start from learning to fly bit by bit. At present, we are facing a rapidly developing era of knowledge economy. Only by constantly learning, updating knowledge and replacing new feathers can we not be eliminated in the increasingly fierce competition and make greater contributions to society and mankind. Answer supplement

7. The Tragedy of Impala When the last pair of impalas successfully flew over, the leading impala took one last look at the opposite cliff. Jumping off a cliff ... Dude, why did you push us to the wall? What can I do now? What should I do? Surrender to mankind? No, I can't let myself be their food. I can't end my life at the muzzle of sin! Or, use your last strength to see if you can fly there, but if you can't, what can you do? Or like other ancestors, I am going to die, but what does my death mean? He looked back at the hunter behind him, and then at the surviving impala on the opposite cliff. For a long time, he took a step and jumped off the cliff. Leaves fall only for the growth of new buds. At the moment when the caterpillar turned into a butterfly, the butterfly was already dead. Impala protects the next generation in this special way, hoping that people will not harm the new bud and the butterfly behind them for their own selfish interests.

8. Walking into autumn and fields is like being in a golden ocean. Under the sunlight, it sparkles, and heaven and earth are integrated, and it is golden everywhere. Rice is growing well. Each ear of rice has more than 80 grains, and each grain is so full that its belly is about to burst, and it falls heavily and straight. Its stem is thin, but tough. Although it has been bent, it never lies down. Its roots, like eagle's claws, cling to the earth, regardless of wind and rain, without moving at all. Look, the old man over there is harvesting crops. He waved his sickle skillfully. After a period of time, the airtight rice fields are cut several times, which seems to be a golden road leading to happiness. People in the distant grain fields are also busy.