Affection is the affection between relatives, love, maternal love, fatherly love, brotherly love, affection, and the love of the elders for the younger generation. ...
Family, there is no reason! Just without thinking! ——
Family time flies, but I can't erase the overlapping memories, as if they were vivid and drifting for thousands of years. -inscription
Unforgettable Affection Unforgettable Affection There are many small fish in my mind, which constitute my unforgettable affection, but my most unforgettable affection is the golden goldfish …
1, I told a story once and didn't listen; A meteor crossed the sky, and I missed my wish; There is only one life, and you can't miss the responsibility.
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2. In life, there is a fragrance called calmness. In life, there is a kind of tolerance and artistic conception, which is also called calmness. -inscription
3. When one foot steps on the petals of a violet, that foot leaves a fragrance, which is forgiveness. -inscription
4. When the breath of spring passes by you, leaving a life that shines again after winter, have you experienced the eternity of life? -inscription
2. Write a composition about family (novel topic) In this world, the most precious thing is family. Family ... they always show up at the most critical moment. Below, it is a story that makes people cry.
After the 5 12 Wenchuan earthquake, rescuers found a mother in the ruins. At that time, she was already dead. She was crushed to death by a collapsed house. Through the cracks in the piles of ruins, we can see her dead posture, kneeling on her knees, crawling forward with her whole upper body and supporting her body with her hands on the ground. Some people bow down like the ancients, but her body is deformed by the pressure, which looks a bit strange. Rescuers reached through the cracks in the ruins to confirm that she was dead, shouted at the ruins again, and knocked on the bricks several times with a crowbar, but there was no response. When the crowd walked to the next building, the rescue captain suddenly ran back and shouted "Come here" as he ran. He came to her body again, struggling to reach under her body and groping. He touched it a few times and shouted, "Someone, a child, is still alive."
Under her body lay her child, wrapped in a small red quilt with yellow flowers, about 3 or 4 months old. Because of the protection of her mother's body, he was not injured. When he was taken out, he was still sleeping quietly. I found a mobile phone tucked in the quilt. The doctor subconsciously looked at the screen of the mobile phone and found a text message on the screen, "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you". The doctor who once saw where you would go shed tears at this moment. The mobile phone passed, and everyone who saw the news shed tears.
On the most helpless road of life, family is the most lasting motivation, giving us selfless help and dependence; On the most lonely emotional road, family members are the most sincere companions, which makes us feel incomparable warmth and comfort; At the most helpless crossroads, affection is the clearest road sign, guiding us to reach our goal smoothly.
3. Describe the family and write a composition topic (20). Looking back, I still see you.
The past is like a string of jewels, all in the treasure chest of my memory. After that opening, I can't help but find that I cherish life more.
Opening the curtain of time, the picture was fixed on a night two years ago. It was an unforgettable day for me, because it was that angel who made me understand grandpa's deep love.
I didn't cry when I saw grandpa's body lying motionless in the coffin. Because, in my heart, grandpa is a cold person, to me, to my uncle, to my father, to my mother … all the same.
So, when the cries around you flood in. I just stood motionless and stupefied. I don't know if I should cry. Because, after all, he is my grandfather who has been with me for more than ten years!
However, everyone has no time to take care of my feelings and is deeply immersed in the grief of losing their loved ones.
Until a few nights later, my mother sobbed about my grandfather. She said, "Daughter, remember how much your grandfather loves you. You are bullied by others, no matter how uncomfortable your grandfather is, he will get up and help you with your theory; If you get the commendation certificate, he will be happier than anyone else; People say that when you grow up, you will take an examination of Tsinghua Peking University, and he ... "
Mom can't go on, her mind is blank. Then, there are many forgotten past events. I don't know what to say or what to do.
I just found out now that affection is the most precious thing in the world. This mistake is not only a pity, but also a philosophy that will benefit me for life! That is: I see, affection is the greatest and most beautiful emotion in the world. Students let us cherish the present, don't let this "treasure" flow away from us in vain, don't forget, there is no regret medicine in the world!
Review the past and savor the present. The dusty treasure was finally released. In that harvest season, I also achieved fruitful results.
Grandpa, my beloved family, when I suddenly look back, I still see you.
4. Affection composition topic Daquan Affection is an eternal song, which will accompany us all our lives. The cheerful nursery rhymes in Ignorance, Waltz under the Protection of Parents, and the sad erhu in Where Are You Going all require us to listen, touch and feel in person. A bald teenager learned to hang a bow and sat by a piece of blackberry moss-my father came from a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, where Wuwa had white walls and green waters. Every year before the summer vacation, my grandmother dreams about me for several days in a row, and often talks to my father on the phone, telling him to send me back immediately if I have a summer vacation. So I spent almost all my childhood summer holidays at my grandmother's house. Of course, what attracts a child is not the beauty of Jiangnan, but the boats, water and fish there.
When I arrived at my grandmother's house, I changed from a clever lamb to a runaway wild horse, paddling and splashing water, fishing and catching shrimp. This kind of happiness is beyond the reach of children who are locked up in the city all day. However, the only fly in the ointment is that grandma sticks to me like a shadow every day because she is worried about my accident. Although I have repeatedly stated that I am a good swimmer in Beijing, and supported by the evidence that my coach often praises me, grandma still insists on her theory that what I learned in the swimming pool is equal to a landlubber. I am disgusted with this, and I can't say why.
In order to get rid of grandma, I ran out as fast as I could after breakfast. I know my grandmother is too old to catch up with me, but every time I play in a place for less than ten minutes, my grandmother will definitely arrive breathlessly, then wave at me and pretend to have three necessary things (kettle, folding umbrella and toilet water) to catch up with my grandson. Sometimes I play pranks on purpose, shoot a gun and change places, watch fishing on the bridge for a while, throw stones at the water's edge, and then jump into someone else's boat. I could see that my grandmother was struggling to catch up with me, but I never got rid of her. Grandma's stalking is not completely useless when I am upset. For example, if I am thirsty, I will have water to drink soon. When I am tired of playing, I will soon have a parasol to keep out the sun; As soon as mosquitoes bite the bag, there will be cool toilet water on it.
I grew up day by day, and my grandmother grew old and became more nagging. Almost every two days, she will call me to ask about me. Nothing more than eating and wearing a sausage box to do physics study. I feel helpless about the same content every day, and it is perfunctory to answer the phone. I graduated from the second summer vacation, but I couldn't go to my grandmother's house because I had to go to class. I also talk to my mother all day, saying that I miss my grandmother and telling her interesting stories about my grandmother chasing me when I was a child. My mother told me that your grandmother's life was not easy. She lost her husband at a young age and took your father to live hard. Your father was very naughty when he was a child. He once fell into the water while playing. Fortunately, an adult fished your father out not far away. At that time, your father was not breathing. He put your father on the cow's back and let the cow walk for more than ten minutes before he came back to life. Seeing your dad awake, your grandmother sat on the ground shaking and crying and scratching. Your grandmother is scared to chase you, your father is her lifeblood, and you are the lifeblood of our family!
I went back to my room, dried my tears and picked up the phone.
5. Taste the truth on the topic of family composition
I don't know when to study hard every night. There is always a glass of warm milk on the counter. I know this is my father's intention.
For me. Strange to say, every time I drink this mellow emulsion, I can get rid of some drowsiness and get some inspiration to solve the problem, like a force flowing into my mouth and heart.
However, the milk in the cup soon became cold. I got into my homework and drank the cold milk unconsciously. Once my father finds out, he will often come quietly and touch the glass of milk, because his hope and kindness are dissolved there.
One day, as usual, I picked up the glass of milk and just brought it to my mouth. Suddenly, I found a flying insect floating on it. I have always been timid, and I can't help crying loudly. My parents who heard the sound asked anxiously, while observing and touching me if I was injured.
"Look," I said to my father strangely, and he blushed. "It's my fault. Dad didn't pay attention when he heated the milk. I'll heat you another cup."
"Forget it," he pointed to another glass of milk on the table. "I want to drink that cup!"
No, that cup seems to be cold. Don't worry, let mom heat you a new one. Dad quietly gave his mother a look, and her mother quickly took the milk. Soon, a cup of warm milk was placed in front of me again. In order not to affect my study, my parents went back to my room.
When I was writing my homework, I thought about those mysterious eyes and my mind was at a loss. I lifted myself up and walked over gently, picked up the glass of milk on the dining table and took a sip. I have a sour feeling. That glass of milk can only be described in one word-"light", far from my strong fragrance, but it is my father's only supplement.
Two years ago, my mother was laid off, and my father, who was in poor health, gave himself an extra job. That's my father's meal after he came home late.
"Dad" calls from the heart, and bitterness and bitterness flow into my mouth and heart with that glass of milk. ...
Dad, in your hard life, you are like a wall, protecting your beloved son from any harm, while your unfilial son has repeatedly complained about your incompetence and meanness, leaving many dissatisfied eyes when shopping; In the rain after school, I looked at the background of my classmates driving private cars and threw a "dirty look" at you in the rain. But you don't complain or regret, and you still care about me with your whole heart. That real feeling can't be described in words.
I poured my milk into my father's cup. I don't think my father will taste it, because the tears of my son's sincere gratitude have washed it very lightly. ...
6. Unforgettable affection There are many small fish in my mind, which constitute my unforgettable affection, but my most unforgettable affection is the little golden goldfish ... I remember that when I was in the third grade, I went to school just after the end of the year, and my classmates talked happily about the beauty of 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.
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Every day I open my eyes and see my mother by my side. When I got well, I found that my mother's eyes were dark and her silver hair was a little bit more ... My parents seemed to write essays about their mothers from childhood, describing their gentleness, kindness and love.
We always intentionally or unintentionally ignore another person who is equally important to our lives-father. A father's love for his children is always reserved. He doesn't like to talk about love like his mother. He just expressed it with actions.
When I grew up, I met some people and things. I began to get to know my father with the idea of getting rich. More and more, I feel that every father has a warm heart and gives his children 100% affection, no matter how much pressure they are under. Xiao Qiao and Aqiao are my good friends, so I got to know their father vaguely.
Ying is the happiest of the three of us. At least she has a very complete family. Jane's father married a northern woman in the educated youth era and settled there.
My father is a university professor, a typical intellectual-gentle, without desire or desire. To this end, Jane often says that her mother is not worthy of her father, and she never hides her admiration for her father.
So I always laughed at her deep love for her father. Every Wednesday, when his father comes to visit the school, Jane always walks around the campus holding his father's arm, chatting and kissing his father's cheek before leaving.
This is hard for me to imagine. I don't know which fortune-telling book I read. She said that if she could receive a silver ring from a boy on her birthday this year, she would be happy all her life.
She really wore a ring at the birthday party, which was very delicate. Aqiao proudly told Xiao Qiao and me that my father bought it with his own private money when he went to Beijing to see friends, but my mother didn't know.
At that moment, I was in a trance. I imagine that a middle-aged man may be too poor to buy a gold-plated ring for his new wife 20 years ago, but 20 years later he will wander in front of the gold and silver jewelry counter and carefully select it just to satisfy his daughter's childlike desire. I can imagine Jane's father sitting on the train. He has no money to buy gifts for others except a ring he wears. However, there is no anxiety in his heart that will be blamed by his wife, because he protects his daughter from even a trivial sense of loss.
This is enough to make Aqiao proud and move me. At this time, Xiao Qiao said with a smile, Aqiao is still like a child.
I understand Xiao Qiao's feelings when he said this. She is undoubtedly the most precocious of the three of us. Xiao Qiao's mother's sudden death in junior high school hit her hard and hurt her forever.
But Xiao Qiao is stronger than anyone thought, which may be influenced by his father who was born in the army. Xiao Qiao's family style is very strict. His father always disciplines Xiao Qiao by running the army, and demands Xiao Qiao by the standards of boys, sometimes even unkind.
For example, after mom died, dad didn't even allow Xiao Qiao to wear black sleeves. It sounds cruel, but it does help Xiao Qiao get out of his grief as soon as possible.
Xiao Qiao said that she always remembers what her father said to her-the best memory of the living for the dead is to live well. Every time I think of my mother, she will think of this sentence at the same time.
Xiao Qiao still has no stepmother. In fact, she doesn't object to her father's remarriage, but her father doesn't seem to have any plans to have a second wife. I have read some articles about the stress of middle-aged people in the newspaper. I understand that after entering the age of no doubt, there will be a lot of confusion. The stress of work and mental loneliness can make people breathless. In addition, his wife died and his daughter lived on campus. I don't know how Xiao Qiao's father endures the lifeless loneliness in the house after coming home from work every day, so that his daughter won't be hurt at all.
After listening to their stories, I can't help thinking of myself. If Joe is her father who worships her and Joe is her father who fears, then I can only have deep pity for my father.
Yes, unfortunately. Father is the kind of person who has little education and little money.
Family may be his last spiritual sustenance, but only a year ago, this only sustenance also fell apart. I have vaguely heard some stories about my parents when they were young-at that time, my parents almost died because of my grandmother's resolute opposition, so I believe that my parents really loved each other at that time, so I can fully understand how deeply my mother felt for my father after choosing the lifestyle she wanted. For this reason, I stayed with my father and didn't want to see the end of his painstaking 20-year separation. Then,
But over the past year, my relationship with my father has not been very harmonious because we live alone. In the final analysis, it is still for the word "money".
After mom left, there was not much money left at home.
Affection is the warmest sunshine in the world and one of the most beautiful emotions in the world. Feeling affection is not only a panacea for healing spiritual trauma, but also a source of stimulating life force. There is affection everywhere around us. We are surrounded by affection and gradually melted by love. ...
I remember once, the teacher assigned an unusual assignment-washing parents' feet. After listening to it, we started talking immediately. Later, the teacher said, "When you were young, your parents washed your feet countless times. Some parents even bring you steaming foot washing water every day. You are so old, you should wash it once. Do your filial piety and make them happy! " Then I remembered the public service advertisement: a young mother washed her mother's feet and told the elderly that it was good for her health. All this was seen by her children. Just as she was about to let the child wash his feet, she saw the child coming to her with washing water and said, "Mom, wash your feet." Mother smiled ... (Suiling Education Information Network)
In the evening, after I finished my homework carefully, I brought a steaming basin of foot washing water to my mother's feet watching TV carefully. My mother thought I wanted to watch TV and came to my room to wash my feet, so she let me out. I cried and said, "Mom, I washed my feet!" " "Mom, somehow, she was aroused interest, perhaps excited, and her hand fell off as soon as she released the remote control. I let her sit in a chair and take off her shoes and socks, only to find out how rough her mother's feet are. She must have been so obsessed with me that she forgot to take care of her skin! I picked up the towel, rubbed it back and forth on my mother's feet, and made a * * shape on her feet with my hand: press that, pinch that, rub that ... touching my mother's rough feet, I seem to see my mother coming to Zhenhai from Cixi to help me with my homework after work every day; I seem to see my mother running to the market early in the morning to buy food for me in order to make me eat better at noon; I seem to see my mother trying to catch the bus and go to work on time every morning ... Although her hands are cold, I see a heartfelt smile on her face that hasn't appeared for a long time. I know that my mother's heart is warm at this moment. I didn't expect that washing my mother's feet once would make her so happy.
When I was sleeping, I tossed and turned, and the scenes just now always lingered in my mind and echoed. In China, filial piety has been emphasized since ancient times. Confucius said, "You must know your parents' age. One is happy and the other is afraid. "In other words, parents are healthy and children should always care about them. Mom and dad have done so much for us, and we should know how to repay them. This is affection.
Affection is a bright spot on the road of life. It will lend a helping hand and accept you when you are embarrassed, lonely, disappointed and sad. With affection, your life will be more beautiful and colorful. With feelings, you will feel that life is so beautiful and interesting!