The teacher is really sweet.

We are so touched.

I recently found that my mother lost a lot of weight, so I decided to make a love breakfast to help my mother make up for it.

I got up at four o'clock the next morning, took out the noodles, mustard tuber and tenderloin I bought yesterday, and began to make breakfast.

I took out the hot water cooked yesterday behind my mother's back, poured it into the pot, and cooked the noodles in hot water first. I followed my mother's example, picked up a kitchen knife and began to cut large pieces of tenderloin, but it was not pretty. When cutting mustard tuber, my hands are shaking all the time in order to cut it well. Not only did I not cut the mustard tuber properly, but I almost hurt my hand.

When I was about to put the cut mustard tuber and tenderloin into the pot, because hot water was put in the noodles, and the speed of cutting vegetables was slow, the noodles were burnt and gave off a burnt smell. I have no choice but to do it again.

I walked carefully to the front of the refrigerator and opened the door, only to see eggs. Alas, I'm going to fry eggs, so I take them out, walk into the kitchen carefully and close the door.

I turned on the gas like my mother and poured oil on it.

In order to save time, I put the eggs directly into the pot, and a "crackling" sound woke up my timid sister.

Later, my sister said that she thought it was a thief, but she pretended to sleep again because she was afraid that she could not support the thief.

I can't hear my sister's voice and continue my "work". I turned the egg over, and after a while, it was fine. I made the second and third eggs. I put the eggs on the plate, put the salt on the table.

All right! It's over.

I pretended to sleep again, and my mother got up to prepare breakfast. Just as she walked to the table, she shouted, "Go to sleep. Is breakfast ready? " I walked out of the room and pretended to accept the prize.

What kind of love breakfast should I prepare for my parents? Ghost face This morning, when my mother combed my hair, I made faces in the mirror.

I made an ugly face and asked my mother, "What will happen to you when I grow up like this?" Mother pretended to be helpless and said, "then I have to love you, too."

""What if it is? "I have a lot of strange tricks, shrugged my nose and pouted.

"Mom loves you unconditionally, no matter how you look, no matter whether your grades are good or not.

"Then my mother followed my example and pretended to be a zombie and asked me,' What about such a mother? "I was so scared that I quickly covered my eyes with my hand:" Mom, don't do this, I'm scared to death! ""Mother uses her needle and thread to make clothes for her long-distance son.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

"This poem not only shows the mother's kindness to her children, but also praises her greatness.

When I was a child, my mother was my master: my mother fed me, taught me to dress, taught me to write names ... My mother was omnipotent and very great.

I am growing up day by day, but I don't know why my mother's kind smile is no longer rare, and it is often replaced by a stern face.

Only my desk, desk lamp and countless exercises accompany me every day.

"doesn't mom love me?" I have this idea again and again, and I deny it again and again.

I remember when I was a child, my mother taught me to write and recite poems, washed my clothes in the cold winter and cleaned my room in the hot summer ... One day when I was eight years old, it was raining cats and dogs outside, with lightning and thunder.

I suddenly had a high fever. My father is not at home. My mother looked at me and out of the window. She put on my raincoat carefully and resolutely picked me up and ran to the hospital.

I fell on my mother's back and clearly heard her shortness of breath.

My heart is about to break. I said, "Mom, I'll go down by myself!" " The mother replied firmly, "How can that be done? How can you walk in the rain with a high fever? Cover your raincoat tightly and don't get wet.

"My eyes can't help but wet.

When it was raining and the road was slippery, my mother tilted and almost fell down. After standing firm, she eagerly asked me, "Are you all right?" I said, "Nothing!" Mother breathed a sigh of relief and said with relief, "That's good, that's good.

"In this way, my mother carried me to the hospital with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Because I am weak, my mother always tries to cook my favorite dishes to increase my nutrition.

Braised lion head, crisp sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy and attractive spicy chicken; My mother can also cook sweet and delicious eight-treasure rice and laba porridge ... Many students have eaten my mother's cooking and envy me for having a good mother who can cook, which makes me very proud.

Mom is very hardworking: she starts cooking as soon as she gets off work; After supper, I was busy doing housework.

I went to help my mother with the housework. My mother always asks me, "Have you finished your homework?" Only when I finished my homework did my mother ask me to help her with the housework.

Mother has a small "shortcoming", that is, she loves to "nag".

For example, when I signed up for the national music examination this year, I entered the amateur guzheng level 6.

Because of the high level, I have to practice guzheng for two hours every day.

One day, I should be able to have fun without playing the piano.

Mom was very angry when she learned about this and began to "nag": "Why don't you play the piano? This year's exam is Band 6, not Band 2. You should spend more time playing the piano.

Wouldn't it be better to go out to play after playing the piano? ..... "After listening to my mother, I will never be naughty again.

After hard work, I finally got the certificate of guzheng level 6, and the smile on my mother's face is not to mention how brilliant.

There are countless things that my mother nags, sometimes because I am playful, sometimes because my handwriting is incorrect, and sometimes because my exam results are not ideal ... but I thank my mother from the bottom of my heart for nagging, because this nagging has made me who I am today.

My mother cares for me in every possible way, just like the sunshine in spring is kind to the grass. I can never repay this maternal love that is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea. Today, my mother washed my hair as usual, and then washed it herself.

Because my hair is thick and thick, and I always play with foam playfully when I wash my hair.

After washing two heads, my mother was so painful that she couldn't stand up straight ... Then we went to the balcony to comb our hair, and my mother asked me to pull out her white hair.

I don't remember the first time. I remember that every once in a while, my mother would let me pull out my gray hair.

I always look for them carefully and patiently.

When you find one, you shout "another one" happily, as if you had found a trophy.

But today, I looked for it, and suddenly I was a little worried and asked, "Mom, will your hair turn white one day?" Mom said, "Yes, don't worry so much. My hair turns white faster! " "I suddenly felt panic, hugged my mother tightly and said," I don't want you to have white hair, I don't want you to be old, and I will worry you in the future. "

"Mom smiled." Everyone will get old.

What will you do if mom's hair turns white and can't be washed out? "I seriously thought about it and said," I'll wash your hair and dye it black after washing! "Unexpectedly, my mother smiled and said," My daughter is so sensible! When I am old, I will be naughty if you wash my hair, so that you can appreciate my hard work.

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The composition with the theme of mom, I love you is 450 words, mom! Your devotion and love to me, let me repay you on this sacred and great day-Mother's Day! A delicate gift, a blessing of love, a card that must make you feel very warm, with my sincere thanks and full blessings on it.

Every day, you cook hot and delicious meals for us, which makes me feel very satisfied; You work hard with your father every day to support our family of three, so that our family can live a happy life.

Day by day, in a blink of an eye, I am in the third grade of primary school, and you are still busy for the whole family, like a gyro that keeps turning day and night.

You should get up early every day and prepare a hearty love breakfast for us. Although my taste is not very good, you rack your brains to change dishes for us every day. You are really well-meaning! Whenever my grades are not satisfactory, you are not only angry, but also take the time to help me review my lessons and take pains to guide me until I understand! I really don't know where your strength and patience come from. You are worse than superwoman. Let me admire you from the bottom of my heart! "Although women are weak, being a mother is strong.

"I know, this is the greatness of mothers in the world.

I really love you! Dear mom! You are the greatest person in the world, no matter what incurable disease, you will not be stumped; I will always remember your kindness! Mom! Say to you again: thank you! I love you!

Thinking of this, I am glad that I answered the question in about 400 words (1). The Double Ninth Festival is here, just at home on holiday, and my parents are back.

When the family got together, grandparents were so happy that they had a long-lost smile on their faces.

I want to get up early in the morning to prepare a loving breakfast for my grandparents.

Unexpectedly, I overslept, and they prepared a love breakfast for me.

No choice but to implement the second plan to comb grandma's hair.

After breakfast, I dragged my grandmother to the bathroom and said, "Grandma, you used to comb my hair. Now it's my turn to comb your hair. "

""hey? Why is Xiaoyu so sensible today? Then I'll enjoy myself.

"Grandma said happily.

I picked up the comb and prepared to help her comb her hair.

Every gray hair on grandma's head is a testimony that she cares about her children.

I still remember when I was a child, when my friends and I were playing on the ridge of the field, my grandmother always stood by and watched us play happily while pumping pesticide water or pulling weeds in the field.

In an instant, a happy and touching thing came to my mind.

In the evening, grandpa holds a teacup, drinks tea and watches TV news.

So, I went to make handicrafts for grandpa.

I pulled up my cuffs and pinched grandpa's shoulder. I touched his protruding bones and looked at my chubby little hands. I am so ashamed! Recently, my family is busy, my grandfather has worked hard and lost weight.

But today, he looked at our family and smiled happily. In fact, what the elderly need is family reunion, the company of their children and the coquetry of their grandchildren.

This is what they really need in their happy old age. I hope I can help you ~ _ ~ 20 14 1 1 month.

Motherly love composition 300 letters loving maternal love is a big tree, sheltering you from the wind and rain; Motherly love is a pen in your hand, accompanying you to study every day; Motherly love is a pair of hands in your life, busy for you all day.

Motherly love is your sun, giving you light; Motherly love is your star, bless you.

The power of maternal love is great, selfless, kind and beautiful.

Let's share our maternal love! I remember it was my second grade, and the school playground had just been paved with asphalt.

Once, we went to the playground to play. When we were in the race, I was pushed by a classmate behind us. I lost my footing and fell to the ground.

It was midsummer, and I was still wearing half-sleeved shorts, and suddenly I felt a terrible pain in my knee and right elbow.

When I stood up, my knees and right arm were covered with blood.

In hot weather, such injuries are the most difficult to heal. My legs couldn't bend at that time, but I couldn't move without bending. How do I get to school? My academic task naturally fell on my mother.

My mother gets up early every morning. She carried me to the washbasin and gave me a bath.

At school time, my mother carried me on the elevator again. When I got to school, my mother had to carry me to my seat.

After school, my mother waited at the gate of our class early. My leg was taken care of so well, but it didn't get better. My mother took me to the children's hospital again. She went behind my back to register, change medicine and take medicine.

Sweat dripped down and my mother's back was soaked, but she still wouldn't let me go. Looking at my mother sweating like a pig, my heart is very sour. I can't wait for my leg to get better immediately, so that my mother can stop working for * * * and let her rest.

In the dressing room, I cried in pain and my mother gritted her teeth.

Under the care of my mother, my legs are getting better every day, and my mother is getting older every day.

Mom was heartbroken about * * *, but she didn't complain.

I can only say one thing about my mother's love for me: "Motherly love is speechless".

Although it is only this simple sentence, it contains all my love for my mother!

The composition of the first grade describes the care and love of relatives and the taste of seeking happiness. I have lived and grown up under the care of my parents since I was a child.

No matter what things are, my parents always help me solve them one by one.

Now that I have grown up, rebellion is my consistent style.

My parents always reason with me, but I still listen to my left ear and my right ear, and I don't listen to my parents. My study has been at an average level. My parents never forced me to be the first in the exam, as long as I kept up.

When I was a child, my parents were more worried than me. When I fell, my parents felt worse than me; My parents always comfort me when I am afraid. I am restless and my parents always comfort me.

Father is like a cold mountain-Snow Mountain. I will give you support when necessary.

When I was a child, I remember one thing vividly.

My father bought me a bike, and I was very excited, pulling my father to teach me to learn.

I accidentally fell down while riding a bike, and blood ran down my leg. Dad quickly hugged me and dressed it.

From then on, I began to be afraid of bicycles, and my father never mentioned cars to me again.

Once, I suddenly mentioned to my father that I wanted to learn to ride a bike.

Dad nodded happily and taught me to ride a bike.

Mother is like a fiery volcano, giving you warmth when you need it.

I had a fever in the middle of the night when I was a child. My mother found my forehead burning. She quickly took out the ice from the refrigerator and put it on my forehead. My fever gradually dropped a little that night, but my mother stayed up all night.

Tears swirled in her eyes and refused to fall to the ground.

I will repay my relatives' concern, care and love, and I will study harder and get better grades to repay my parents in the future.

An essay on gratitude, 500 to 600 words. A writer should have a grateful heart, learn to accept others and learn to know himself.

—— Inscription Spring silkworm died, but left a beautiful pupa; Flowers withered, but left a bumper harvest; The bird flew away, but left a wonderful song; I want to fly to the other side of the ideal, pursue a higher dream, but left a good memory.

"The grace of a drop of water is rewarded by a spring", which is human nature and advocates the righteous act of being brave and helping others. Despise profit and forget righteousness, ingratitude.

When two good friends were traveling together, one accidentally cut the other's hand and quickly said sorry. The injured man smiled and said nothing, so he wrote on the desert with his finger: "Today, my good friend cut my hand.

"Once again, he accidentally sprained his foot, and his friends took care of him carefully until his foot slowly recovered.

He carved on the stone with a knife: "My friend helped me today.

When his friend asked him why, he said, "It was written in the desert to make the wind help me forget yesterday's unhappiness, and it was carved in stone to make the years help me remember your help.

"My friends, who can treat others with a grateful heart like them? This is a true story. Cong Fei, a famous singer, saved money and donated 3 million yuan to help 178 poor students.

However, when he was critically ill and in financial difficulties, none of the local workers who had helped him came to visit him.

After the incident was disclosed by the media, one of the recipients said that it made him lose face.

But Cong Fei said, "Don't blame them, I don't need treatment anymore.

"Such a great man, such a frank person who has no regrets about his decision, is the real wise man.

Another example touched people all over China.

Hong Zhanhui, who lost her smile when she was young, was replaced by the burden of the whole family. He studied everywhere, and though he has gone through many vicissitudes, he has learned the truth that "a drop of water is rewarded with a spring".

He took his sister to college, and so many caring people offered him a helping hand, but he refused. He never flinched in the face of difficulties. Thinking that there are many people like him or even poorer in the world who need help, he raised money himself and set up a charity fund to help them.

Was named as one of the "Top Ten People Who Moved China in 2006". At the award ceremony, he sincerely said: "I just remember the help of others and help more people who need it more than I do with a grateful heart."

"Got applause.

Friends, people should have a grateful heart, learn to accept others and learn to know themselves.

The sky will be deeper because of a cloud and the sea will be more surging because of a spray.

A helping hand will save countless lives; A careful care will affect countless hearts; Friends, lend a helping hand from your, treat others with a grateful heart, remember others' help to yourself, and learn to help others! I don't know where the author is.

Let me tell you what happiness is. A hundred people have a hundred answers.

An old man answered a confused young man's question and said, "I can answer you frankly at the happiest time."

I was abandoned by my parents when I was a child, but I got countless friends in the orphanage. I was the happiest at that time. I lost my job when I was young, but I started a career on my own; I was the happiest at that time; Now I have lost my youth, but I have a wife who loves me deeply. So, I am the happiest now! "Why do old people feel that they are the happiest at any stage of their lives? That's because he never cared what he lost. In his eyes, everything he has is precious.

I always feel that I am a very useless person, and God is unfair. Why? Why? Can't I have happiness? This question has been hovering in my mind ... only when I grow up did I realize how naive and ignorant this question is. Never found it, happiness is around.

Isn't it? I woke up in a hazy dream, ate a loving breakfast under the careful preparation of my parents, and walked into the sunny campus with a learning mood. My doubts were solved under the guidance of the teacher. In my after-school life, my classmates get along well ... happiness has always surrounded me. Why should I say that I am unhappy? I am confused and complain all day. This is all because I locked myself in my own world and thought and looked at everything from my own perspective.

When I walked out of my own world, I was like a newly hatched chicken. I am curious about the things around me, and I want to know it and ponder it as soon as possible.

This is the curiosity of a person who has just discovered happiness, and this is the joy of a person who can find happiness beyond words.

Don't ask where happiness is, because happiness is everywhere, don't ask what happiness is, because happiness is something we can imagine.

Discover happiness, feel happiness and share happiness.

In fact, happiness is around. Feel it with your heart, and you will find that you are happy and you are happy.

Cherish the happiness around you, and you will have a happy life, and then bring happiness to everyone around you, so that everyone has a happy smile on his face.

Now, I tell you happiness.

I think happiness is a loving breakfast carefully prepared by parents, patient guidance from teachers and bright smiles from classmates.

People in different times have different understandings of happiness.

In wartime, people's understanding of happiness is: peace is happiness; In peacetime, people in different environments have another understanding of happiness! When disaster comes, you will feel that the Party, * * and the people care about you and feel happy ... So, as long as you pay attention to the details around you, you will find happiness everywhere.

Someone said, "Happiness is a sweet and delicious chocolate!" The teacher said: "Happiness is full of peaches and plums!" The businessman said, "Happiness is a pile of money!" " "The old man said," Happiness means that future generations are healthy and happy every day! ""Parents said, "Happiness is looking forward to children becoming dragons and women becoming phoenixes!" "In the sacred and great year of 2008, China and Beijing finally carried the dream of all China people for hundreds of years, and finally lit the Olympic flame over the Bird's Nest in the capital on August 8, and China's history will write a new chapter at this moment.

This is undoubtedly extremely happy for all China people.

For me, happiness is: a family of three can have a happy meal or travel together; When I was sick, the whole family snuggled up to me to be caring and attentive; When I succeed, someone shares the joy of success with me; When I am depressed, someone is around to comfort me and encourage me ... this is all happiness.

Happiness is a pair of bright eyes, just like Helen Keller's desire for light. Her book "If Give Me Three Days of Light" has long been famous overseas. How difficult it is for a blind and dumb person to write! But Helen did it. She wrote a good article, which is her achievement after hard training! Happiness can go home, just like a girl who buys matches, how much she wants to sell the matches and go home at once! When she dreamed that her grandmother came back to see her, her happiness had been ignited and she wanted to go home with her grandmother.

There are many other examples. In fact, people who lost their loved ones in the "5 12" earthquake have now received help from the people of the whole country. These people are all your relatives and friends.

Therefore, everyone has happiness.

Happiness is a feeling, a feeling of happiness, a feeling of satisfaction.

A little thing can make people happy. If you can't get happiness, you are not satisfied.

Happiness is like spring water, sweet and delicious.

There are many reasons to be happy in the world. I have done such a survey at most, but I enjoy maternal love. Happiness is so subtle.

It is so great, but it is so small; It is so easy to get, and sometimes it seems out of reach.

If God has eccentrically divided people in the world into good and evil, rich and poor, beautiful and ugly, and stupid, then the happiness he gives to every creature is not eccentric or stingy.

The rich are happy for their wealth and luxury, but the poor firmly believe in their life creed "the rich have more money and the poor have more friends". Only maternal love is for everyone. This is not out of helpless self-comfort, but a heartfelt understanding of life.

A wise man knows best that false happiness is more painful than real pain.

Big-name stars are happy, and being the focus of people satisfies their vanity. The only thing is that maternal love is the most sincere. But trivial "Mathilde" can also be satisfied in illusory imagination.

Now I tell you that my happiness comes from my mother. Because my father was never at home, I have been at my grandmother's house since I was a child. Because of my mother, my childhood was full of happiness. When I was very young, my mother had to go abroad for my future happiness. My mother said that the day she got on the plane, I was very young and didn't know anything, but I cried that day. My mother had to get on the plane with tears in her eyes. ...

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