Love is by my side. Composition 1 by my side. There are many numbers ringing me and many things touching me.
By my side, there is such a disabled person who can't walk with his legs because of congenital polio. According to the truth, he should be nothing but begging, but he didn't. He used his unique skill of shoeshine and shoe repair, and with a little subsidy from the government, he opened a shoe repair stall in the street. His family lived on the escalator, so he replaced the immovable one with a gloved hand. But he never takes ill-gotten gains. I remember one time, my sandals were broken, so I went to him to mend them. After the repair, I felt sorry for him. Out of pity, I left without waiting for him to change. He chased me far behind. How do you think he could catch up with me after that? But he chased me anyway. Later, I saw that he couldn't bear to chase, so he got the money back. He replied: I don't want to defile my personality. At that moment, I understood what dignity was.
By my side, there is such a cleaner who starts work at five o'clock every day, when we were still immersed in a beautiful dream; He was still working when we finished school in the afternoon. We asked him, are you tired? He replied: tired, of course tired! Just for people's living environment and the appearance of our city, I would rather suffer. Cleaners have never been respected, but without them, our streets would not be so clean, only the streets would be full of rubbish. As long as cars pass by on the avenue, the sky would be covered with dust, so I think they should be respected.
Love is by my side. 20xx1Monday, October 20th, 10, at 7: 35 in the morning, I was lying on the sofa and just finished reading a book. I want to jump off the sofa. I didn't expect my neck to twist when I jumped, so I could only turn slightly. It hurts when it gets bigger, just like tying a steel bar around your neck. Mom said, "I'll take you to school and let the school doctor see what's going on?"
My mother and I went to school and met the teacher. My mother told the teacher about me. Then the teacher took us to the infirmary. Dr. Yang asked me about the process of neck twisting, and then asked me to turn. I said "it hurts" and my tears kept flowing. Dr. Yang said to my mother, "Let's go to the hospital and take a picture!" !
When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor saw that my head was crooked. The doctor asked me, "Why is your head crooked?" I replied, "I don't know, my neck hurts anyway." The doctor told me to take a film at once, so it's not good to touch my nerves.
After filming for two hours, I got the results and showed them to the doctor. It turned out that my neck was dislocated and I had to be hospitalized. I was very unhappy and thought, if I didn't jump, wouldn't these things happen? I have to stay in the hospital for three weeks. In these three weeks, I have to do not only reset traction, but also study, so I can't delay my homework.
However, during these three weeks, I was very happy, because my classmates, teachers and family members came to see me, my classmates played games with me, my teacher helped me with my homework, and my family brought me fresh fruit. Needless to say, my parents take turns to accompany me to sleep, play and study, so as not to let me be lonely and give me warm love.
From this incident, I understand the concern of my classmates, teachers, family members and parents. I will study hard and thank them with excellent results.
Love is by my side. I really understand the sentence "love is by my side", because there are a large group of people who realize this ideal, with the care of their families and the friendship of friends.
I was moved by the warmth of the collective.
Parents' love is the most common and the greatest! When I am sick, they will send me water to take medicine; In order to buy me a study book, they ran many miles. In the cool summer, I came home from school and was thirsty. My mother brought me a bowl of mung bean soup in time. In the severe winter, my father took me to school by motorcycle regardless of the cold.
When my mother was ill, I put the pills on the pillow; Dad came home from work, and I helped him with his briefcase. Grandpa came back from home, and I helped him to rub his back; They work.
Sometimes, I help them do housework ... Relatives care about each other, deepen their feelings and make their families more harmonious and happy.
When I was in primary school, I was often sick and always asked for leave. Naturally, I missed many courses. My good friend used his spare time to come to my house to make up lessons for me, and also
Tell my teacher's homework to keep my grades stable. I really should thank them. When I am unhappy, they will comfort me; When I am happy, they will laugh with me.
Teacher's love is like a silkworm and a candle. Whenever I get a little better grades and feel complacent, my teacher will remind me: "Don't be complacent, be vain."
Heart. Whenever I make a little progress in my study, my teacher will encourage me: "Keep on working hard." Whenever I encounter a problem that I can't solve, the teacher always takes the trouble to explain it to me.
Finally, I turned my attention to society. Ah, this is simply a love information conference.
In the garden square, I thought the young mother was teaching her lovely son to walk. Her son walked unsteadily, and her mother waved in front of him.
Love is by my side. Growing up, I discovered many secrets. This time, I found love, an ordinary and great thing, right beside me.
Once, my classmates and I were going to physical education class on the playground. When I was running, a classmate behind me accidentally tripped over a stone, and I was right in front of him, so there was a domino effect-I fell, too. "It hurts me!" I whispered. The classmate who hit me immediately lifted me up, and several other female classmates accompanied me to the infirmary. Although my thighs are black and blue, there are still some bumps, but I am very happy, because I found the taste of friendship and love.
Another time, when I was in kindergarten, my father and I went to eat KFC after school that day. I am happy to sit on my father's bike and hum a tune. But at this moment, suddenly an uncle bumped into him. Dad braked quickly, but it was too late. With a bang, my bike and I fell to the ground at the same time. My eyes turned black. I can't see anything ... when I woke up, I found myself lying on a light green bench in the hospital. When I looked at it, I found a board tied to my foot, and some gauze was wrapped on it, so my left leg could not move. Looking again, my father had a circle of dark circles on his eyes, and his feet were wrapped in gauze, and he was sleeping. I thought: Dad seems to be hurt, too. Let him sleep for a while. Later, I learned that my father threw my bike on the road for me and sent me directly to the hospital. I can't help crying. My father said to me, "Don't cry! As long as you take classes seriously in kindergarten. " Looking back, I found my father's silent love for me-fatherly love.
Love, there are many kinds of love. As long as I feel it with my heart, I will easily find that love is by my side.
Love is by my side. The most precious thing in the world is love. Love can make people feel warm; Love can make the world a better place; Love is a great power. Life is meaningful and wonderful because of love.
At this moment, I remembered that morning.
It was my birthday. Go to English cram school as soon as you get up in the morning. I didn't bring any rain gear because the sky was clear in the morning. However, a heavy rain came unexpectedly after school. I was blocked by the downpour, but I had to go home in the rain, because it was summer, wearing a skirt, and it was particularly cold in the wind and rain. The wheel turned very fast, and the raindrops entered my eyes and flowed into my mouth. I don't think my mother will pick me up in such a heavy rain. But as soon as I left school, I saw my mother's face full of anxiety.
My eyes were wet, so I ran to my mother at a faster speed. My mother handed me the umbrella as soon as she saw me, but he was only wearing a thin coat. My eyes are moist again. When I get home, my mother helps me change clothes and wipe my hair, no matter whether I change wet clothes. Hearing my mother sneezing continuously, I was distressed and said, "Mom, change into dry clothes quickly." "Mom is not cold. Comb your hair and cut the cake quickly. Everyone is waiting for you. "
Mom, you are really my good mother. The most precious thing in the world is love. If we can give a little love while enjoying it, then every corner of the world will become warm.
Love is by my side. If I live in an unfortunate world, I will say that I am lucky. At the beginning, my father said to my mother, "I want to be good to you all my life." So they have the crystallization of love, which is me. But three years after I was born, my parents broke up again because of emotional discord.
My parents finally abandoned me and made me the "darling" of my grandparents. In the afterglow of their sunset, I became a flower to decorate their lives.
Although life is hard, they are happy. They scrimped and saved, bought me new clothes and changed candy, which made me have a happy childhood like other children of the same age, and also filled the gap in my inner world and dispelled the shadow.
Now, I am about to graduate from primary school. I think my elderly grandparents may be working under the scorching sun, or they may be waiting for me and looking forward to me. My heart is full of unspeakable emotions.
This kind of touch is from the heart, gratitude for the kindness of parenting, and heartfelt admiration.
If Beethoven were still alive, I would pray that he would write a touching song for the world.
If Dante were still alive, I would pray that he would write a hymn for this touch in the world.
If Van Gogh were still alive, I would pray that he would paint a beautiful and wonderful giant picture for this sensation in the world.
Now, my life is strong and beautiful because of them.
Love is by my side. Composition 7 "Passengers in front please go to the back ..." The aunt of the conductor kept repeating, trying to keep order in the carriage. Today is the weekend, there are too many passengers. I'm going to grandma's house by bus, and now I'm crowded in the carriage, swinging from side to side with the car.
After several big bends, the bus began to enter the city. I accidentally sat on an empty seat. When the bus arrived at another stop, an aunt came from the front door. She was pregnant and turned out to be a pregnant woman. There were so many people in the carriage that she couldn't squeeze in at the door of the carriage. I thought my aunt might need help, so I immediately got up and asked her to sit here, only to see a sister with long hair stand up first and reach out to her.
My heart suddenly became anxious, and I held my hand tightly: "I must give up this position today to help those old, weak and sick!" " "My eyes are fixed on the car door. I waited and waited, and everything paid off. I waited for a blind uncle! I'm totally ready. I give up this seat! I saw him fumbling to the car with a bamboo pole in his hand: "Excuse me, is this the No.73 bus?" "My heart suddenly cold, blind uncle on the wrong car, I can't give up my seat to him anyway!
It's almost the terminal, and there are fewer and fewer passengers in the carriage. I have to get off, too, and my seat has not been given up at last. It seems that there are too many good people like that big sister in this world. So I think as long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world.
Love is by my side. Care is a lamp in the dark, which illuminates me. Concern is a beam of sunshine in winter, which warms my heart; Care is an umbrella in rainy days. There is such a person around me, that is, a classmate around me. I remember one thing:
One day, my mother and I went to school with a quilt. When I walked to the door, I saw a long queue at the door. I took a closer look, and it turned out that it was the parents who helped the children cover the quilt. I said to my mother, "Mom, there are so many people, I'll do it myself." "Can you do that?" "Ok, don't worry, Mom!"
After that, I grabbed the quilt from my mother and walked on. As soon as the teacher saw it, he called a classmate and said, "Help this classmate with the bedding!" " "Without further ado, the classmate rushed over to help cover the quilt. On closer inspection, her hand was hurt. Although the classmate's hand was hurt, he insisted on holding it for me. Halfway through, she asked me if my schoolbag was heavy, and kept asking me if I wanted her to carry it for me. I asked softly, "Let me get it. Is your hand not painful or tired? "Why are you still busy with me?" She said, "No, because as long as you can help others, even if you are seriously injured, you won't feel tired!" " Just like helping others. Quan Yuan is the source of happiness. After listening to this, I suddenly understood that love is not only given by relatives, but also by strangers. It turns out that love is by my side.
I often ask myself, what is love? As I grew older, I heard different answers. However, through this incident, I finally understand that care is the dribs and drabs of life, and care is around me.
Love is by my side. Babies need milk, birds need the sky and fish need the sea. We need love.
Chicken wings with coke, sweet
The food cooked at home may not be as delicate and delicious as the food cooked in the restaurant. This is the most delicious and warmest meal in the world. Mom's coke chicken wings are "a must in Qingcheng"! The smell of coke completely entered the chicken wings. It's sweet and unforgettable.
Maybe that thick soup is my mother's deep love for me!
Eyes, sour
teacher for a day, father for a lifetime. Teachers are like our parents. And the teacher's strictness is good for us. Whenever you are in a daze in class, the teacher will always remind you with his eyes to make you more serious. This kind of eyes has the sour taste of green mango.
Maybe those stern eyes are the teacher's love for us.
Between classmates. Love, slightly spicy
A person will make many friends in his life, but during his study, nothing comes into contact with more than his classmates.
Six years, or even more, of classmates' friendship let us know each other. A true friend doesn't need any sweet words. They just help you silently when you are in trouble; In fact, I am happier than you when I hurt you when you are successful. This precious friendship has a slightly spicy feeling.
Perhaps this way is the love between classmates!
The hardships of wind and rain, bitterness
Nature is beautiful. Wind and rain are just scenes. But persistence in the storm really requires perseverance. Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for illness, but advice when most unpleasant is good for action. There must be many difficulties on the road of life. These storms are like storms. But the rainbow needs wind and rain. These sufferings are somewhat bitter.
Perhaps this faint bitterness is the "medicine" and "advice" that nature gives us!
In fact, ups and downs are all love, and love is all around us.
Love is by my side. 10 love is varied, including friendship, teacher-student love, care and love ... but in this endless love, what I cherish most is my mother's seemingly ordinary but great selfless love.
I remember when I was five or six years old, I got sick and took it to the hospital for examination. I have pneumonia. As long as I can remember, my mother laughed her eyes red and swollen every day. Six bottles of liquid are transfused every day. I don't think it's a big deal, but on the day of infusion, my mother was a doctor, and I didn't have to go to so much trouble to get an injection, so I just infused at home. I didn't think of any other medicine. When a bottle of medicine was transfused into my body, I was in great pain and shouted, almost to the point of madness. My mother looked strange when she saw me like this, and suddenly turned away. She turned her back and her eyes became more red and swollen. As always, my mother said in a teasing tone, "When it hurts, bite my mother's hand." I willy-nilly, and took a hard bite. My mother gnashed her teeth, but didn't say anything. At this time, it seems that I really don't feel so painful, but after losing this bottle of medicine, my mother's hands have deep bloodshot teeth marks. Now that I am grown up, I ask my mother, "Why did you do that?" Mom always laughed it off: "Because I could put myself in the baby's shoes at that time, I could share some of the baby's pain."
Yes, maternal love is so selfless. If I were a bird, my mother would be a tree. If I were a fish, my mother would be the sea; If I were a word, my mother would be a book. ...
Love is everywhere, as long as you seriously experience and feel it, love is around you. Come and discover love with everyone and share it!
Love, just before my composition 1 1, suddenly, my son fell down and cried sadly, and his little hand kept waving to his mother to pull him. Although her eyes were full of concern, she did not help him forward, but said, "Good baby, get up by yourself!" " The son opened his eyes wide and seemed to understand his mother's words, struggling to get up. The mother patted her son on the head with a smile, and his son giggled. ...
In a prison in Tangshan earthquake, the wall of the prison collapsed and many prisoners climbed out, but they didn't want to escape. But under the command of the only prison guard to rescue the prisoners and prison guards trapped in the rubble. Some prisoners are bleeding profusely, some prisoners need to suck with a straw when their wounds are festering, and a prisoner who has been a doctor does not hesitate to suck with his mouth, thus alleviating anyone's pain.
Qian Xuesen gave up the excellent working and living conditions abroad and resolutely chose to return to China despite all kinds of obstacles abroad. He has made great contributions to China's scientific career and is known as the "father of missiles". Since childhood, Zhou Enlai has set up the lofty ambition of "studying for the rise of China". Mao Zedong worked hard for the liberation of China.
Fight for life. I think the behavior of these great men can be explained by Deng Xiaoping's words-I am the son of China, and I deeply love my motherland and people.
Without these passionate hearts, where would our great and prosperous motherland be?
Great voices are heard, and great love is traceless. Feel with your heart and observe with your eyes. Through my sight, I find that love is like sunshine, air and water around us.
Love is writing by my side 12 Today, the teacher assigned an essay topic: XX is by my side. It really puzzled me for a while. There are so many things around me that I don't know where to start. Let's start with the love around us
On Sunday, we went to visit our grandfather who lives in the country. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a big rooster chirping at the sky, and several hens bowed their heads for food beside the fenced yard. The gurgling sound came into my ears. I crept to the front of the chicken coop and picked up two hot eggs. I don't know if it's because the cock crows too loudly or my footsteps are too loud. Grandma came out to meet us happily. There was a row of freshly wrapped jiaozi on the table, and a fragrance floated out of the kitchen and got into my nose. I like my grandparents' house and this farmhouse. Only here can I feel at home. This is love, the love of elders whose blood is thicker than water.
In the morning, before dawn and my eyes are opened, my hand will pull me out of bed, alas! My life is really too bitter My mother asked me to recite the text. Since I was in junior high school, my mother has been urging me to study day and night in order to improve my English. It's not that yesterday's plan B hasn't been implemented. I don't know where I got a plan C today. I have to get up at five o'clock every day and study late at night. After finishing her homework, she has to check my homework and watch him study with me so attentively. I just need to surrender. Because of work, my father often goes to bed very late, but he still drives me to and from school from morning till night, smiles at me every day and never complains to me. Poverty inherits the wind! This is love, the unique love of parents.
Love is by my side. Composition 13 We are nurtured by love from birth. How many of us have recalled it? It must be rare. What can we remember when we sit down and remember? Love is not only a material to give, but also a soul to be comforted and encouraged in times of difficulty.
In the face of disaster, love is the spiritual pillar; In the face of difficulties, love is encouragement and help; In the face of competition, love is the drum of progress. Love can only be satisfied when you need it most. Love still accepts you when you are abandoned by life. When you abandon society, love is still with you. Even if you have never given love, love has definitely helped you. Love is not great, but the heart is beautiful. Seeing this, we will definitely think of the earthquake. Not only here, just seeing the word "gratitude" will remind us of the earthquake. Because there is a scar deeply imprinted in our hearts, we are sad; When we got help from caring people, we were very moved and happy. This is because our hearts will change with the changes of things.
We thank them for their concern for us, and also thank ZF, the Ministry of Aid and so on. Their love for us is always around us. When we sleep, love is in our dreams. When we wash our faces, love is reflected in the water; When we walk, love is in our footsteps.
Don't blame society, it's your dependence. If you leave it, you will leave love.
We thank those who love us, and we are also thanked by those we have loved!
Love is by my side. Composition 14 Our life is full of love, but most of it is unknown, and only a small part can touch our hearts. What can touch the heart is often love that can make people suddenly enlightened.
Love in life: the love of parents and relatives is invisible, but it can make us feel happy and happy. There may not be many words to express, but the love of relatives is unparalleled, such as those who would rather give their lives to save their loved ones in the 5. 12 earthquake.
Love at school: teachers' love for classmates, teachers' usual efforts and guidance to us. Also, the care between friends, whether in school or in society, is a strong support. Friends may part in the future, but friendship will never be forgotten.
Maybe there are people who use love in society, but that's only a few people. Many people will pay selflessly for others because of love. As long as you pay, some people will return more. Of course, rewarding is also out of selfless love.
Since there are so many poor children and left-behind children who need care, let's help them more in life! Not only a slogan, but also action, in order to have the joy of helping others and the joy of love.
As long as everyone has love, there won't be so many casualties and so many separated people in the world. Just believe that love is around, and life will be better!
Love is by my side. Composition 15 can't stop the wheel of time, so I choose to keep that wonderful moment in my life journey in mind, become eternal, and then savor it carefully-love is by my side.
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Night, cold; Month, Ming; Everybody, be quiet. Look up at the sky slightly in the dim light. Hang down your long eyelashes and look back. The night is still dark, I can't find any impurities, but my heart is full of warmth-in fact, love is by my side.
The noise around gradually dispersed, and only a few people walked vaguely in the huge campus. I looked up at the sunset, bit my mouth gently and said to my friend, it's getting late, and it's almost time for us to go back. Although the sound is not loud, it still echoes in this empty playground. Wait a little longer. We'll go back after dancing this time. My friend who was skipping rope turned around and smiled at me.
Slowly kicking pebbles, talking and laughing with friends, I walked on the road. The sun had set, so I said goodbye to my friend and turned into the yard. Shaking my backpack, I habitually looked at my home on the fifth floor. There seems to be a person standing on the small balcony-it's mom! Hair has been messed up by the biting cool wind, flying with the wind. Hey, how did my mother's hair get like this? My hands are red with cold, as if they had been dyed with red paint that my brother accidentally knocked over. I can't help but step up and stop looking up. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at the toes that kept changing back and forth. Finally, I flew.