About caring composition 1 My mother always accompanied me when I was a child. Even if I am angry and cry, she will patiently comfort me and make me laugh. When I grow up, I will "hang out" with my friends all day and ride my bike all over the street. But now, I go home on weekends, and my mother works outside all day. When I opened my sleepy eyes in the morning, my mother was gone. At night, until I fell asleep, my mother didn't come back. I want to be with my friends, but they are all lying in front of the computer all day, speechless, who will care about my feelings?
Youth is rebellious and impermanent. Sometimes, some things, some people, are very small, as small as a grain of dust. Will I be a speck of dust? Facing my mother, sometimes I will get up the courage to say to my mother, "Can't you stay at home with me for a weekend?" Even one? "But every time I open my eyes, I still see the empty room and ceiling, and my heart is ruthlessly hurt again. I don't want to see myself as dust, but in my mother's eyes, I seem to be too small, too small.
Mom, my daughter knows that you are busy, but she is busy at work. Even though she spent two days with me, didn't she? Even if it is to satisfy my little extravagant hopes. Dare not expect too much, afraid of nothing; Dare not ask too much, for fear of losing everything; I dare not ask too much, because I'm afraid I'll get hurt ... Now it's so lonely on weekends, and I'm the only one sitting at my desk in an empty house. I hate weekends. I hate empty houses where I can hear the sound when the needle falls. I hate my mother's phrase "I'm busy". It's really fake, and the whole world is stagnant. ......
Will mom stay at home with me next weekend? Or leave the cruel "I'm busy"?
A person curled up in the corner until his sleeve was slowly soaked with tears, but who would care? Who cares?
We have a sensitive heart to care about composition 2. We care about many things: a small action, a meaningful look, a sincere exhortation … and in my life, what I care about most is the friendship between friends.
I missed a lot of homework when I was ill. It was my good friend who helped me catch up on my homework. When my exam results were not ideal, it was my good friend who comforted and encouraged me and made me rebuild my confidence. When I had a problem with my mother, or when my friends enlightened me, I made up with my mother.
This makes me deeply feel that a friend is a glass of water when I am thirsty, an umbrella when it rains, and a fan when it is hot. The friendship established between friends is the spirit of never giving up when encountering setbacks, the unshakable belief and the driving force for forging ahead. ...
You know, when you are lonely, looking up at the stars, you will think of your friends; When you are lonely, if you bow your head and say nothing, you will think of friends; When you are sad, you will cry and think of your friends; When you are happy, smile and stare, and you will think of your friends.
I will always remember that we used to fly kites together; We watch the sunrise together; We watch the fallen leaves together; We made a snowman together ... these beautiful memories are like countless stars in the sky, each of which is so dazzling.
Before, I always thought that friendship needs earth-shattering experience to be more unforgettable; It needs selfless dedication to be more cherished; You need the language of vows of eternal love to be more firm ... Now, I find that friendship is actually very simple, that is, caring for friends, caring for friends' laughter, caring for friends' sadness and caring for friends' dribs and drabs.
In fact, I know that wealth is not a lifelong friend, but a lifelong wealth. I will always remember those friends who care about me.
In film and television works, we can often see such a scene: a desperate man standing on the roof, pretending to jump off a building. Downstairs, a large group of people are busy, pulling a mat step by step, ready to catch the man when he really jumps down. The police came, came, and the psychologist came ―― at this moment, it seems that the whole world is concerned about the life and death of that person.
This is very touching. But it's best not to forget that this is just a literary work, a reflection of the artist's good wishes, and a film.
It often happens that when a desperate person stands on the roof of a tall building, ready to jump forward to understand his life, no one finds his stupid idea, or even stands on the edge of the roof. Although there are many cars in the street, everyone is busy with his own business. Who always looks up to see if someone is going to jump off a building? Even if someone sees a person standing at the top of a tall building, he just thinks he is enjoying the scenery of the city. No police came, no psychiatrist came, and no one tried to catch him with a mat. If he does jump, his life will end with a heavy end. In three days, the blood he left at the bottom of the building will be gone. The streets will still be full of traffic and noise.
Only you care about yourself!
Jump or not? Only we can save us at that moment.
Considering this, we should have a little love for our hearts. Anger, despair, depression-there are many ways to commit suicide. What's the use today when people are getting numb and cold? Everyone is playing their own tricks. Who cares if you live or die?
Remember to take medicine on time when you are uncomfortable. When the night is as cold as water, don't forget to add clothes to yourself.
Say cherish to yourself.
If life ends here and there is no me, I will find an angel to love you for me. -Inscription: Seeing the bright moon always hangs quietly in the air, and the stars are always lovingly together, whispering something, as if afraid to disturb the tranquility of the night ... and all this can only be seen in the dark. And all this has changed only because-I care about you very much. Remember, we played in a small pond, but there was too much moss on that wood, and I slipped. You came and picked me up, left me by the fire and kept talking about me. I hate your rude behavior and cold language, so my tears came out unwillingly, but you didn't come out to comfort me. I was very angry when I went to work alone, so I rushed out, hiding in the reeds alone, imagining how anxious you were when you came to see me. No way. Why did you come to me? You were too mean to me just now. Now that I'm gone, you'll be happy, you won't come to me, and you won't care about me at all. I am like an ugly duckling, and I will be hated everywhere. I was lying in the reeds, listening to what the wind said to the reeds, and watching the geese fly south, and I felt much better! You haven't come to me yet, forget it, it's getting dark, I'd better go home! No, just hit me when I get back, and I'll worry you!
As night falls, I look up at the bright moon, hanging quietly in the sky, and the stars gather together, whispering that it is still beautiful and will not be abandoned. Suddenly there was a little more noise in the silent night. It's you, mom. You really came to see me. I know you care about me! I ran out of the reeds, and you came running. You said I was disobedient and ignorant, but I was so happy because I found-in fact, I care about you very much.
About caring about the composition 5. Don't be tempted by fame, and don't be afraid of slander. -Xunzi
He is just a beggar, down and out, and his greasy hair stinks. His clothes are in rags and his dirty hands are dry. The porridge exudes an attractive aroma, but he left a message: "Don't eat the food you have come." Turn left at the end of the street. In fact, it's not that he doesn't care about the help of others, but that he cares more about his personality which is ten times more precious than food.
He is just an envoy, detained by Huns, but he will never surrender to Huns. Deep wrinkles write down all kinds of threats and inducements he has experienced. The Huns couldn't understand why he only had one sentence: "If you are born, how can you return to Han?" They don't know why this man prefers grazing to gold, silver and jewels. They don't even know what this person really cares about. In fact, he doesn't care about wealth, but his personality, which is thousands of times more valuable than wealth.
He is just a county magistrate, as clean as paper. He dreams of a fairyland like the Peach Blossom Garden, and he disdains the life of indulging in money. He despises power. When I dismissed from office, I only left a word for the people on the side and left. This sentence "five buckets of rice don't bend over" ruined his career, but made him realize his dream. He went to find the Peach Blossom Garden. In fact, it's not that he doesn't care about the five buckets of rice, but that he cares more about his personality that is worth ten thousand times more than the five buckets of rice.
He, a forgotten beggar, said "Don't eat if you have something" and became a fairy. I care about that personality and let him resolutely refuse charity.
He, Su Wu, was exiled to Beihai by Xiongnu for 19 years, and was immortalized by the phrase "How to Return to Han Dynasty".
He and Tao Yuanming, who "planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, the grass was full of beans and seedlings were sparse", reappeared his noble personality with "five buckets of rice don't bend over".
What you care about is that kind of personality, that incomparable personality that you can't give up.
Do you care about some small things in composition 6?
Do you care if someone accidentally steps on your foot?
Do you care when someone accidentally draws a picture on your book?
If you ever cared, please forget, because not caring is also a courtesy and tolerance for others.
I remember one time in the fourth grade, my deskmate accidentally drew a big and wide "road" on my book. I was furious and bitter, and I drew a bigger and wider "road" in his book. He got angry and started hitting people. Not to be outdone, I fought with him. Things are getting worse and worse, and both our hands are skinned. Just as we were playing "lively", the teacher came with heavy and solemn steps. We immediately picked up the book and pretended as if nothing had happened, but no matter how cunning the fox was, it couldn't beat the hunter's eyes. The teacher immediately noticed that something was wrong, and when he saw those onlookers, he slowly came over.
Under the teacher's eyes, we couldn't help probing and exposed the facts. The teacher listened and immediately gave us a quick explanation. Alas, this feeling is really bad. During class, my mind was on holiday, and my deskmate grabbed my hand. I got angry and shouted, "What?" But I noticed that the teacher was looking at me and immediately knew that my deskmate was reminding me of class.
Maybe I really care too much about some small things.
So, from then on, I tried to manage my temper, make myself gentle, and don't care too much about some small things. Maybe this is for the best.
Now my deskmate is not him, and I have become close friends with my former deskmate. Hey, that's funny!
Don't care about small things. Maybe you will feel some unexpected beauty if you try to be tolerant once, don't you think?
I don't care much about caring about composition 7, but it is as important as the candy in children's pockets, but I care very much, perhaps it is something that people often see but inconspicuous, because its arrival often brings sadness and sadness, and it is tears.
Maybe someone will laugh at me, tears have nothing to care about, and will only bring some bad memories. But have you ever thought that tears are bitter when you are sad, but sweet when you are moved?
I am a girl who loves to dream, so when my dream is broken, I cry alone in the corner. I always thought that I was well disguised, and I tried to show my ruthless in front of my friends, so when I cried alone in the dark, I didn't think anyone would find me and find me. But I was wrong. She came over and sighed, "oh, why do you always hold it back?" Isn't it good to cry like this? " I didn't say a word.
She just sat with me. As time went by, I stopped crying and looked up at her. She turned and smiled, just like a beam of sunlight tearing the darkness. "Let's work together to realize your dream, shall we?" I'm a little shocked. After waiting for a while, I looked at her and shed tears unconsciously. I always thought that no one really understood me. I also smiled: "Well, let's go together." She looked at the tears on my face and quickly said, "Why are you crying again?" I didn't speak, just hugged her and said silently, fool, these tears are sweet.
Under the streetlight, two girls walked hand in hand, and the shadows became longer and longer, and finally they merged together.
Now I care more about my tears, because I hope my tears are sweet every time.
About caring composition 8 "You should learn more from your sister", at the dinner table, my mother began to talk about this topic again, glancing at my brother who begged silently from time to time. "Look at how obedient your sister is and look at yourself, and you will know that you are naughty every day." I'm full. Then the door closed.
My brother is 10 this year, with dark skin and average grades. He is naughty all day, either breaking other people's windows or fighting with others. But I am the opposite of him, so my mother always compares him with me. Whenever his mother scolded him, he always stood silently and didn't say a word, but finally on that day, he broke out.
It's a rainy afternoon, and the gloomy weather seems to imply what will happen today. My brother broke the neighbor's glass again, and my mother pulled him back. He stood in the corner and bowed his head silently. My mother said, "What can you do but make trouble for me?" My brother bowed his head and was silent. My mother said, "You and your sister are both my own. Why is there such a big difference?"
Hearing this, my brother suddenly raised his head and burst into tears, saying, "Since childhood, you only compared me with my sister. When have you considered my feelings? " Have you ever cared about me? "
Immediately, my brother ran out, and it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs outside. I hurried behind him, thinking: I have made my brother suffer so much injustice, and my brother kept running until the rain hit him. It was not until he was tired that he slowly squatted down and cried. I saw my brother not far away, and my tears burst out. I stepped forward gently and hugged my brother.
Yes, others don't care about you and I care, just because you are my only brother and the only person I want to protect.
The beauty of youth is the flash of a fleeting meteor. Time flies, when you grow up, you will find that you have never had youth, because no one has ever abandoned vanity and fantasy, and the happiness of youth is the expression of wasting time.
So, I care about youth.
Some people say that youth is green tea. When the sun sets and the breeze blows, you must sip it gently. The lingering fragrance between cups is the most unforgettable. Some people say that youth is a kind of hard liquor, which must be drunk with the wind when the cold wind rolls up the dust on the mat. Ethylene glycol reflecting the hot corner is the most delicious. Often, people who like green tea will lament the cruelty of youth when the storm thunders; A good spirit will lament the dullness of youth on a sunny day.
I don't want to be a tea lover or a heavy drinker, so I want to decorate my youth with colorful colors.
I am entering adolescence, and our troubles follow. Complex interpersonal relationships, I don't want to touch, but I can't help but touch; Stacks of textbooks, I don't want to learn, but I have to learn. Youth has too much helplessness.
So, I care about youth.
The age of youth is not depressing, and the dream of mature life is colorful. Open the young throat, shout loudly, let the true feelings and innocence fly carefree, let the young face be filled with the truth flying all over the sky, let the naive thoughts turn into clouds, let the splendor of clouds float into the distance, and let the distant hope come as soon as possible.
Every time I wander, every time I am lonely, I learn to be strong. Every time I get hurt, I don't cry. I believe that every dream will be blessed. Without creed, it will become a pearl. Every lamp is a wishing candle. Every day is worth celebrating. Let's shout at the sky: "I can fly!" "
So, I care about youth.
Everyone has a pair of invisible wings, which can bring you hope and make you fly more and more desperate.
About caring composition 10 "thank you, do you want to eat chocolate?" Cai Rui asked me.
"How much is it?" I know perfectly well past ask, "can you ... can you buy me a piece?" I'll pay you back next time. " Suffering from lack of money, I couldn't help swallowing when I looked at the tempting chocolate flavored with dove hazelnut cream.
"It's my treat. You don't have to pay it back. Only 8 yuan. " Cai Rui gave me a look and said he would pay the bill. Obviously, she, a good friend, knows best how much I love chocolate. After receiving the chocolate, I gently tore open the outer packaging. I am chewing beautifully, chewing the sweet cream fragrance, and feeling Cai Rui's understanding and care for me-in one word: cool!
"Thank you. Do you want to play volleyball?"
"Of course I want to." Last section, physical education class, I answered casually.
Cai Rui remembers. Finally, one day, we came to the volleyball court happily. It was the fourth class, and the sun was just overhead. While waiting to play, in order to prevent me from being exposed to the hot sun, she also squeezed into a cool little place and let me stand in a cool place, but she was willing to stand by and say that she would be bathed in the sun. There is such a classmate who has always cared about me and would rather suffer-two words: moved!
"Thank you, let's talk about PPT. What can we talk about? " Cai Rui asked.
"Say anything!" I answered casually.
"You say, listen to your opinion."
"So ... we say the Lord of the Rings &; "The Hobbit" trilogy! "I am very excited when I mention these two movies. But Cai Rui looked at me stupidly, waited for a long time, and finally replied: "Well, I'll go home and have a good look. "You know, movies can last 16 hours. For me, she is willing to spend so much time-three words: unexpected!
In the class, there is a person who cares about you so much, depends on you and is happy.
About caring composition 1 1 alas, with the changes of this era, things between us seem to have changed subtly. Now we look at a person's inner self, as if everyone likes to look at other people's appearance first. However, it is also true that the most contact between people is appearance. When we meet for the first time, many people like to look at other people's appearances to see through their hearts. But how is that possible?
Will the skin inside, especially outside, change? Some people or things are glamorous in appearance, but decadent or very dangerous and terrible in heart. Yes, we are attracted by their glamorous appearance and more easily misled by their appearance. It is good to mislead their hearts, but in fact? Let me give you an example, such as man-eating flowers. Everyone knows that, right? The appearance is beautiful, but what will you find when you get closer? Big mouth, of course. Man-eating flowers have long attracted you with their looks. When you get close, it will take the opportunity to swallow you up. Some people may die without knowing what happened. ...
Really, what can a glamorous appearance say? Can this really explain a person's inner self? No, some people have good skins given by God and parents, but they are corrupt at heart. If everyone's heart can be the same as their appearance, then the world will be beautiful. However, the heart will always change slowly and we will never see it. Perhaps, we will never see our hearts, but we can feel the hearts of others from our daily lives!
Sometimes, what the eyes see is not necessarily right, only what the heart feels is really right. ...
Time goes by quietly, and your birthday is just around the corner. I sincerely wish you: "Happy birthday!" "
I wish you happiness-
Once, you said that I made you change yourself, make you optimistic and bring you happiness, but this is not the case. Some time ago, I brought you only worry and sadness. I really feel guilty. I know that the best thing for me in Xiaohe is Sister Linger, but I hurt you again and again, deeply. Sister Linger, I really hope you can be happy in the future, and don't worry about me any more. A year has passed, and I have grown up by one year. I will learn to be independent, believe me.
I wish you health-
Health is the foundation of life. You will start school in a few days. I know sister Linger will study hard. But Sister Linger, you must remember to pay attention to your health while studying. Don't just study regardless of your health.
I wish you happiness-
Everyone wants happiness, but they all feel that they can't get it at all, and they can only look at happiness. In fact, we are all wrong. Happiness is all around us. As long as we seize the opportunity to find it and seize it, we will certainly get happiness. If Sister Linger can't get happiness, I'd rather give you my happiness, which may be the only thing abortion can do for you.
Sister Linger, I know that I have broken your heart again and again, but you have to believe that I won't after the abortion, because I know that you always care about me. Me too. I only care about you.
About caring composition 13 once, my mother and I went to the seaside. The sky by the sea is always so clear! Wave after wave of salty sea breeze blows people's faces, chasing them with white waves, "rushing" to make a silvery laugh, rushing to the shore and scratching people's feet playfully. Everything is so pleasant.
People may chase and play; Or lie on the ground and enjoy the caress of the sun; Or jump into the sea and splash white waves. At this moment, I saw a somewhat incongruous figure, a little boy of six or seven years old, leaning down in isolation, grabbing something from the shallows, and then standing up straight quickly, swinging his arms greatly, as if to throw something into the sea. The whole process lasted less than three seconds. Then he bent down, stood up straight and waved his arms ... at first I thought he was playing something, but I found that his face was not half full of fun, and he looked serious. His whole face is like a red apple dripping with dew, which has obviously been dry for a long time.
I can't help wondering why I'm so busy here without enjoying the wonderful scenery. When I took a closer look, I was surprised to find that it was a small fish! Somehow, they were trapped in the shallows, hundreds or even thousands. The boy kept picking them up one by one and throwing them back into the sea. Whitebait churned in the air, crossed a beautiful silver arc and fell into the sea, splashing crystal waves.
I can't help saying, "Hey, there are too many fish, you can't save them!" " Or go back! "
The boy replied without looking up, "I know."
I was surprised and asked, "Why save them? Who cares? "
The boy never stopped: "This little fish cares!" A silver meteor flashed before my eyes.
"And this, this, this ..." He said, picked up a life and threw it into the blue sea.
About caring about composition 14 children, in fact, I care about you.
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Son, you quarreled with me again, and my mother was furious. Just after a few words with you, you slammed the door and ignored me. Thinking of these decades of life, although I do the same work every day-washing clothes, cooking, doing homework with you and knitting sweaters for you, my mother doesn't feel bitter. Really, my mother is very happy. The night mom loved you, you were sick, mom was worried, you had a high fever, and dad was not at home. What should I do? Mom can only carry you to the hospital step by step. Endless night enveloped the whole quiet world, feeling the cold and humidity brought by the air blowing across my cheeks. You slowly opened your sleepy eyes, son, you know? How scared am I of the night and the disease? I hugged you unconsciously. Finally, we arrived at the hospital. After fighting with death all night, you woke up.
You can't live without your children. You are an angel that God gave to me and my father. If one day you leave me, my mother will not live. My mother can't live without you. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? How difficult is it for you to come into this world? Mom has been in pain for three days, and you, a naughty little baby, are extremely reluctant to come out of your stomach. It is too hot today. You cried for me to give you a fan. You fell asleep, but I was awake. Your red face is so cute that my mother can't help kissing you. You know what, son? Mom feels so fragile, as long as she thinks that one day you will leave her, tears will fall, and mom can't live without you. Son, mom loves you, but actually mom cares about you.
I want to talk about what I care about 15. There are many things, such as teachers' praise, homework, tasks ... but, exam results naturally care most!
The test score is not just a number, it also represents the teacher's praise, classmates' admiration and knowledge mastery ... so many important parts naturally become my greatest concern!
Three or four days before the exam, I will definitely review crazily. There is a lot of homework in our class. Many times, after finishing our homework, we can only play the piano for a while at most, and then go to sleep.
One night, it was time to play the piano again. "But the exam is coming tomorrow, and I haven't reviewed yet! The piano doesn't play anyway. " I planned it secretly. "It's time to play the piano!" Mom came up to rush me. "No, I have an exam tomorrow." I said firmly. "Ah, you are really of, cramming, useful? We should hurry up at ordinary times. Do you want to take the piano band 8! " Mother kept complaining. As soon as my mother left, I immediately opened my book, opened my exercise book, took a pen in one hand and a book in the other, frantically copied important contents and recited key paragraphs.
I was even worse in the exam, but I didn't do the questions crazily any more. Instead, I looked at the questions slowly and worked hard like a cow eating grass.
The exam has already started. I read silently in my mind with a pen, word for word. Once important words appear, I will write them down with strokes immediately. When making judgment questions, I corrected all the mistakes, and like a keen radar, I resolutely refused to give the enemy any chance and minimized the mistakes.
After the exam, I entered the anxious waiting mode. In the evening, I will count the scores over and over again, thinking about where to deduct points and what to do right. Sometimes happy, sometimes regret.
Examination is my biggest concern. I believe that as long as you are there, being serious will always pay off!