Parental love composition 1 There is a kind of love, which is the most selfless; There is a kind of love, which is the greatest; There is a kind of love, which is the most affectionate; There is a kind of love, like a mountain ... This is the love of parents.
As the saying goes: although maternal love is silent, it is higher than the mountain, deeper than the sea, bigger than the sky and wider than the earth. I think so, too, because I remember it clearly.
Once, I suddenly vomited while sleeping and got a pillow. My mother heard the noise and took my temperature anxiously. She asked me what was wrong. I found that I had a fever, so I was prescribed some cold medicine, but I vomited as much as I ate, so I had to take me to see a doctor. The doctor prescribed some medicine for me. I found it still useless after eating it. I went to see the doctor again the next morning. After taking the medicine, the condition worsened. I had to go to the central hospital with the best medical skills and find out that it was a stomach cold. After taking a lot of medicine, my condition has improved. When they took me to the doctor, they ran around all day and were not tired at all.
On another occasion, I only got 88.5 points in the exam. I think it's time for my parents to teach me a lesson. But when I got home, my father kindly said to me, "Never mind, I know you didn't do well in the exam because of carelessness." As long as you learn your lesson, you will do well in the next exam. "After listening to my father's words, my confidence increased greatly, and I really got full marks in the second exam.
When I was growing up, how much effort my parents made for me! In the future, I will repay them, help them do housework, bring them tea and water, and try to reduce their burden.
Ah, mom and dad, I love you!
Parental Love Composition 2 As the saying goes, "Father loves mountains and mother loves the sea".
My parents' love for me is reflected in every bit of life. Take an ordinary day as an example. In the morning, mom is like a love alarm clock. She woke me up at 6: 40 on time. By the time I finished washing, the delicious breakfast had been served, and the breakfast cooked by my mother was delicious. On my way to school, my father and I always talked and laughed. As if there were endless words, laughter accompanied us all the way. My mother always takes me out for a walk after supper. We held hands and talked while walking. I share the happiness of the day with my mother with relish, and she always laughs. After I went home, I began to practice the piano. At this time, my mother will always tell me patiently how to play here and how to finger there like a teacher. When I sleep, my mother always tells me bedtime stories in a low voice. Listening to that interesting story, I entered a sweet dream.
What I remember most is that I have chicken pox. At first, there were only a few small pimples on my neck, which were not obvious and had no reaction. I don't care. Can be associated with some children in the class got chicken pox, careful mother immediately took me to the hospital for examination, after the diagnosis, my mother specially took a few days off, and began to take care of me in every possible way, for fear that I would leave scars. Under the careful care of my mother, I feel that even the itchy and painful acne is not so bad.
Dad is very kind to me, too. Although he always deliberately plays tricks on me and makes me unhappy, every time I want to buy something, my father will secretly take me to buy it, saying it is our secret and can't let my mother know. Turns out my mom always knew. Whenever I am tired of playing, my father always picks me up and lies in his generous arms, or on his mountain-like back. At that time, I could always fall asleep on my father's back quickly.
Although I was born in an ordinary family, I think I am the happiest person in the world. "But how much love does an inch of grass have, and you got three spring rays?" I will try my best to repay all those who love me.
Parental Love Composition 3 Parental love, like an ark, is full of the expectations of our future generations.
Once upon a time, there was an apple tree. That is a boy's friend. They often play and laugh together.
However, the boy grew up and didn't come often, and the tree was lonely. One day, the boy came. The tree wanted to play hide-and-seek with him, but the boy said, "I have grown up and can't play with you anymore." I need money! I want toys! "The tree said:"
I have no money either, but if you pick my fruit and sell it in the market, you will have money to buy toys. "So, the boy had a toy.
A few months later, the boy came under the tree again: "I want to build another house at home. Can you give me wood?" The tree said, "I don't have any wood either, but if you cut off my branches, you will have wood." So the boy had wood.
After a long time, the boy said to the tree, "I want to go rafting at the moment." Can you give me a boat? " The tree said, "I don't have a boat either. However, if you cut my trunk, you can build a boat. " The tree was happy to see the boy set sail happily-but it wasn't true. Ten years later, the boy, no, he is a young man now; The young man is back. He said to the tree, no, it's a stump. "Well, I'm back. I just want to find a place to rest at the moment. " The tree said, "That's just right. My stump can give you a rest. " So, the boy had a place to rest.
This apple tree ... sacrificed itself, and all he got was the satisfaction of the boy ... and this tree, isn't it just like our parents?
Yes, I still remember who took care of you when you were ill. Remember who was covering you when you pushed the quilt? It's your parents Who will comfort you when you are sad? It's your parents
I am ashamed to write there ... I really appreciate this composition and let me understand how great my parents' love is!
There are many things in life, some are happy and some are painful. In my life, I often have few happy lives and many painful things. But I met a very happy thing in my life. I feel like I'm in an ocean of happiness.
It's Friday in a blink of an eye. My mother is very busy on weekends, because there are a lot of clothes I wear at school to be washed so that I can wear them to school on Monday. Get up on Saturday morning, wash up, and then go to the custody class to do your homework. But on Saturday, my sister had a fever and went to the hospital. Mom is too busy to do it alone, so let me go with her. I won't do my homework until I get back. We set out. It's already half past three after my sister finished the infusion. I want to accompany my mother to infusion. My mother is sick, too! But when I thought it was so late, I hurried to the trusteeship class with my schoolbag on my back. I had been doing my homework when I got there. I didn't go home until half past six. When I got home, my mother had cooked the meal and we went to eat. After dinner, my sister and I are playing, and my mother is washing dishes in the kitchen. It's getting dark and it's getting late. I went to bed with my sister, but my mother was washing clothes outside. I saw my mother in a bad mood. I woke up at once, it was eleven o'clock, and I saw the light outside was still on. I looked out and saw my mother washing my clothes. At that time, I really wanted to say to my mother: Mom, you have worked hard. Come and have a rest. But my throat is stuck in this happiness, and now I can't say anything else. Tears of happiness flowed out like this, and my pillow was wet.
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. There is nothing wrong with this ancient poem. The love of parents is selfless. We must repay our parents when we grow up.
Parental love composition 5 parental love is great. No one can measure his weight with money or words. This is the love of parents.
According to my mother, I had a fever because of a cold one winter. I have been taking medicine for several days, and my illness seems to be getting better. But one night, my mother caught a cold and made me very hot, so I asked my father to get the medicine. After I took the medicine, my mother thought I would get better. I discussed with my father, looked at me in turn and took my temperature every hour. At about 2 am, my mother took my temperature and found it getting higher and higher. My mother was in a hurry to dress me, and my father borrowed a car. Because there were few cars in the countryside at night in winter, he finally borrowed a tricycle, sent me to the county hospital, and immediately lived in the yard above. The next morning, my condition improved greatly. Mom and dad are relieved. My parents have to go to work every day, my mother is very busy at school, and my father insists on coming back from work at noon to cook for me, no matter whether it is cold or hot. Dad will go into the kitchen to cook as soon as he comes back, and he will change his tricks every day. Looking at my sweet food, my father will proudly ask, "Daughter, how is my father's cooking?" I said, "Not so good!" Dad smiled and said, "you daughter!" " "When I was studying division in grade three, I couldn't calculate division, and I didn't know what the remainder was. I'll go back and ask my mother. My mother didn't tell me the answer directly, but patiently said it several times and gave me several exercises in the textbook for me to practice. I learned quickly at that time. This let me know that my mother is not only a competent mother, but also an excellent teacher! " The grace of a drop of water is rewarded by a spring. ! "
They worked so hard to strive for a better environment for us, just to make us grow up better, and to thank my parents for accompanying me all the way and giving me a warm home. I will study hard, make contributions to the society in the future, and repay your kindness in raising. This is my parents' love.
When I become a mom and dad, I will be a very conscientious dad, go to work on time every day and set an example for my children. The advantage of my father is that he drives very hard. Every time I go out to play, he drives, and he won't be tired from morning till night, which makes me feel that my father is really hard. The advantage of my mother is that she is good at cooking. I eat her cooking every day and enjoy it.
When I become a mother in the future, I will take good care of my children, teach them some truths, cook some delicious and nutritious dishes for them, and sew many beautiful clothes for my children like my mother. When the child is young, I will help him dress, feed him and change his diaper. When I was in primary school and junior high school, I would accompany him to preview his homework, drive him to and from school, teach him to write homework, and take him out to play during the holidays; Go to high school and university, let him learn to be independent, respect his ideas, and help him correct any deviation; When he finishes his studies and enters the society, my relationship with my children is teachers and friends. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we will discuss and support each other. I don't know if my future can be like this. If I can sit on the time machine and have a look, I hope my future will be happier than what I wrote. Although I know it is difficult to be a parent, I believe I will do well. Walking on this beautiful life road, I hope this good father's behavior can be passed on to the next generation.
Modern families are dual-employee families, unlike grandparents or elders who used to live together and can share housework together. Besides, both parents have to go to work, and when they come back, they will help us cook dinner, do our homework and do housework with us. I think I should be more sensible, help share the housework and not let my parents worry. In the future, parents should also let their children have this understanding of the family.
Parents' Love Composition 7 Many people will ask what love is. Love is a colorful book. When we read it carefully, we will find it more interesting. Love is a lighted candle, which will bring us light when we grope in the dark ... As long as we read this book, we will know that love is everywhere.
In this book, my favorite story is maternal love beyond blood. The general content of this story is: Luo found an abandoned baby girl, and as a result, this baby girl got a rare "iron-young cell anemia". Treatment is not only expensive, but also hopeless. Luo not only didn't send the baby girl away, but also spent 6.5438+0.4 million yuan in savings. Shortly after adopting Little Lulu, Luo became pregnant. She actually aborted the baby and took care of Little Lulu. Finally, a bone marrow transplant was performed, and Lu Xiaolu's illness finally recovered. Some people laugh at her stupidity, others laugh at her stupidity. I spent all my money and energy, but what I did was almost hopeless. However, she didn't give up, she persisted, she succeeded, and Lu Xiaolu recovered from her illness.
I also have such love around me, such as the love of my parents. Once I was sick, my mother took me to see a doctor, because my father didn't have time, so I had to call. I asked for leave that day, and it was raining that day. When I arrived at Xiasha Hospital, my mother's face was covered with rain, as if she had just washed her face. I drank a few bottles of salt water and left. It was still raining when I got home. When I get home, I will do my homework and my mother will cook. I really want to send a cup of hot water to my sister.
Love is everywhere, everywhere. She nourishes our hearts and makes us healthy and happy. Let's be clean.
During the summer vacation, my parents will learn how to manage the orchard for five days. They must be worried that I am alone at home, and they are calling and sending WeChat every day, so that I can't do my homework quietly.
One day, my parents' behavior really made me unbearable. They call every five minutes-"Have you eaten? Do you do your homework well at home? Did you take cold medicine on time? Can't open the door for strangers ... "On hearing these words, I was bored to death immediately. So, in order to do my homework quietly, I decisively turned off my mobile phone.
At noon the next day, I suddenly heard a knock at the door and thought about it: mom and dad haven't arrived at the study time, so it can't be mom and dad. Are there really bad people? I walked to the door with trepidation, listening to the noise outside, but I heard a familiar voice, which turned out to be my father.
I was surprised that my father was not the same as before, dressed neatly, but disheveled and sweaty. I quickly asked my father, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" Dad gasped and said, "I thought something had happened to you." I called you to send WeChat, and you didn't return. " At this moment, I blushed with embarrassment. ...
Because I suddenly understood that I refused the love of the greatest selfless parents in the world.
Parental love composition 9 people often say that "father loves mountains" and "maternal love is like the sea". The love of parents is the greatest and most selfless love in the world. Fatherly love is severe and never easily revealed, while maternal love is gentle and wordy.
1 1 Years ago, I was born on March 30th, and my parents greeted me with tears of happiness. Since then, there has been a sweet burden at home. My father gave me the best life because of this hard work, but my mother surrounded me all day, nursing, changing diapers and washing clothes, busy day and night!
Growing up has joys and sorrows. Last July, my eyes almost fell into a dark world. Knowing this news, my father inquired about famous doctors and hospitals and ran around, but my mother stayed in Lacrimosa for a day and stayed up all night. After treatment and God's care, my eyes escaped! Recover as before!
Every time I encounter problems in my study and life, my parents cheer me up behind my back. For example, if I failed in the exam, let's sum up experience, solve problems and try to do better in the next exam. When I encounter difficulties in life, my father will give some examples to show that I can summon up courage to face them one by one. ...
Every Friday, my mother always cooks a big dinner and waits for me to come home. Life needs dribs and drabs. Dad always gives you whatever you want! Even the teacher said that dad is a famous slave in our class!
Looking back occasionally, who silently led us in the right direction in those years when we were growing up? Who has been giving in obscurity and never asking for anything in return? It's you-my dear parents! I want to say thank you!
Parental Love Composition 10 In life, parents love us everywhere. This kind of thing happened around me.
Once, I did badly in the exam. I thought it would be bad, and I would be criticized when I went back. Hey! It's really unreasonable. As soon as I entered the house, my father asked me, "How many points did you get in the exam?" I replied, "85 points." Dad scolded me: "How did you get in? Because it's too bad. " Hearing his father's reprimand, the mother on the side quickly came over and said, "Don't bother your son all the time. He will just try harder next time." Despite my mother's dissuasion, my father continued to be mean to me and criticized me. Desperate, I ran into the house, quickly closed the door and lay in bed. There is a loud quarrel between mom and dad outside, and the noise keeps coming into my ears. I soon fell asleep.
In a blink of an eye, it was another exam, and I got the test paper. I read the test paper first, and as soon as the teacher blows the whistle, I will write it carefully. The next day, the exam results came out. When I got home, I immediately told my father, "I got 95 points in this exam." Dad said, "Not bad. Do you know what I criticized you last time? Keep working hard and don't be proud. "
Then I finally understood why my father criticized me. It turned out that he was educating me for my next exam. Finally understand that the love of parents is great.
Parental love composition 1 1 From an early age, I felt that my parents were strict with me and didn't love me at all, but gradually I felt their love.
Once I found a nice eraser at my deskmate. I went to my mother to buy it for me after school. My mother not only refused to buy it for me, but also said, "You have too many erasers, and I can never buy it for you."
The next day after class, I knocked my deskmate's eraser to the ground, and my heart kept pounding for fear that others would find out. I picked it up from the ground, quickly put it in my schoolbag and looked around, only to breathe a sigh of relief. I didn't expect to go home in the afternoon and be found by my mother, so I said, "This is from my deskmate." Mother said sternly, "What's your deskmate's name? I'll ask your deskmate. " I have to tell the truth. My mother flew into a rage and took out a stick. My mother said, "Reach out and steal someone's eraser." My mother slapped my hand with a bang, and I kept avoiding the pain. I thought I only stole an eraser. Why did I hit it so hard? Mother said sternly, "Steal needles when you are young, and steal gold when you are old." I was so sad that my mother saw me crying. My mother held me in her arms and said, "I hit you to make you upright." Mother cried as she spoke. From then on, I wrote down my mother's lesson and stopped stealing from others.
Another time, my father taught me to ride a bike downstairs. My father followed me when I got up. I can't ride well. My car leans to the right, and I'm going to fall. My father picked me up and my bike fell off. The handlebar touched his father's lips. Suddenly, my father's lips were swollen like sausages, but my father asked me, "Are you hurt?" Are your legs squatting? "I have bowed my head.
It's not that my parents don't love me, but that I don't understand their love for me.
I have a warm family, and my parents' love is selfless.
It was a dark night and there was a strong wind outside the window. I finished cleaning the classroom and began to pack my schoolbag, ready to go home. "Click-",there was a sudden thunder in the sky, followed by a downpour. My heart was black, I threw my clothes over my head and rushed out. Just as I was approaching the school gate, two familiar figures flashed into my eyes-my father and my mother, but both of them had only an umbrella in their hands. My mother smiled and said to me, "Your father and I came directly from the office without an umbrella." No, it's raining too hard. Both of them will get wet when they fight. I want to give this umbrella to Shi Hao. "Dad said quickly and held out his umbrella." I want to have a fight with my father. "Then I jumped under my father's umbrella. My father held an umbrella in one hand and tried to hug my shoulder in the other. Three people and two umbrellas were hidden in the water mist. At that moment, I felt so happy.
I remember one weekend, because I was playful, I still had a composition to write at the beginning of school, and I had to work overtime at night. On summer nights, the weather is very hot and there are many mosquitoes. My mother sat next to me, driving away mosquitoes and sending me waves of cool breeze. The cool breeze stayed with me until late at night. I just finished my homework. After finishing my homework, I feel comfortable and sleep easily at night, but my mother has to wash clothes and do housework. She was very busy during the day, and I made her work hard until late at night, but she didn't complain until I packed my school supplies and schoolbags. My parents' love is meticulous, just like dew that moistens me when I grow up.
Parental love is selfless, great and simple. I want to say to my parents from the bottom of my heart, "I love you, mom and dad, and I love the home where we live together."
Parental love composition 13 Family affection is great, and parental love is warm as warm water and moist as drizzle. Their great love contains my naughty willfulness and encourages me to keep moving forward.
On my birthday, my parents went out to work in the morning as before. I was expecting what my parents would give me, but when I saw my parents at work, I thought, alas, my parents must have forgotten my birthday. I was very upset. However, when I came back from school, I found that my parents and my classmates had come. There is a very bright cake on the table, which is full of fruit. At that time, my heart was pounding, my mother lit a candle for me, my father put a happy birthday song on my mobile phone, and the students sang along with the accompaniment. I am both surprised and happy. This birthday party lasted for three hours, and I couldn't help saying in my heart: Thank you, Mom and Dad. Although my parents are strict every day, I really want to ask why, but later I finally know that mom and dad, you are all for my own good. I got good grades in the final exam and had a very happy summer vacation. These are the results of my parents' patient counseling.
Thank you, mom and dad; Mom and Dad, I love you forever.
Parental love composition 14 Who in this world has not felt the love of parents? Who hasn't experienced the care of their parents? I still have to think about my parents all the time.
Father used "strict father" to describe it. He is very strict with my study and life. He made a schedule for me, urged me to finish my homework carefully, and often let me read some extracurricular books to let me know the scientific knowledge outside the textbook. Now every time I get the first place in my class after the exam, I gradually understand that my father did all this for my own good.
My mother is a typical "loving mother". She is very concerned about my food and clothing and takes care of me. In order to make me eat well, she racked her brains to cook delicious food to satisfy my appetite. Every weekend, regardless of rest, she began to wash my dirty clothes and put clean clothes on my bedside the next morning. Especially when I was sick, my mother poured water and handed me medicine. I had to get up in the middle of the night to see if there was a cover on my back.
There is one thing that I have always kept in mind. I must have been sent home after cleaning the classroom that time. I saw it suddenly began to rain outside, so I picked up my schoolbag and ran outside. Just arrived at the school gate, I saw a familiar figure in the crowd-dad, I called him happily. Dad saw me and smiled and moved the umbrella to my head.
At this moment, I saw the raindrops as big as beans hitting my father. However, the umbrella still stays above me. In fact, every parent loves their children wholeheartedly. My parents love watching the air, but I can feel it all the time.
Parental love composition 15 Parental love is the most outstanding and selfless love in the world. It was a loving smile, a kind word, a warm encouragement and strict rules. I grew up with the love of my parents.
Dad's love is ambitious and strict, and love and hate are clear. Dad's love always gives me proper remorse when I make mistakes. I still remember one time, when I was still doing my math homework, I made an incorrect mistake because of carelessness. As soon as my father checked and found out, he corrected it immediately. He said: "in the case of brushing the questions, we must look at the questions carefully and don't be careless." I believe you can do the right question like that. How can you make such a low-level inaccuracy? " After listening to my father's words, I kept nodding. Since then, I have firmly remembered my father's words. Since then, I have never made any mistakes in careless employment.
Motherly love is unrequited, warm and considerate. Motherly love always helps me with warmth and care when I need it very much. Once, I was sick and had a high fever. My mother knew that in order to take better care of me, she left work early. As soon as she came in, she was either asking questions or asking questions about a cold. She is busy cooking ginger juice for me, cooking good food for me, and getting up at night to cover me for fear that my condition will get worse. Her care about one thing is really considerate. What a good mother!
In short, my favorite people in the world are my parents, and their love can be described as the most outstanding and selfless love in the world!