Moistening things silently (mother of Grade Two in Haigang Middle School)

Silent wind, blowing green the earth; Love, silence, moistens the soul.

I used to think that my father was a slow person.

When I was a child, my mother accompanied me when flying kites, and my father picked up kites.

Learning to ride a bike, my mother helped me fall down, and my father stood by and called me up to continue.

When I was a child, I was in trouble. It was my father who hit me and my mother who gave me the medicine.

It was my mother who gave me a birthday party and blew out the candles with me. It is my father who blows balloons for me.

Finger infection, when I went to the hospital to pull out my broken nails, my mother held me trembling slightly and repeatedly told me not to be afraid. It was my father who was held tightly by me without saying a word.

..... because my father can't express his feelings, or ...

I began to look for the answer with my heart.

Every time, there is something wrong with my bike. The next day, it was repaired and polished. Afterwards, I learned that my father did it.

I always put a sharpened pencil on the desk the morning before every exam. Afterwards, I learned that my father did it.

Every time I get angry about a sudden trip, the TV screen always lights up. I know, it was my father.

Every time I come home from school, I can almost eat hot meals. I know, my father made it.

The file on the desk was put by my father.

The beloved alarm clock at the bedside was repaired by my father.

The mark on the wall of the hut was erased by my father.

……

Suddenly, I realized that it was not my father's "dullness" but my stupidity. I didn't realize the warmth behind silence!

Light is silent and illuminates the earth; Love is silent and warms the heart.

Fatherly love, speechless.

Mother and son (Susan Wang, Grade 2, Haigang Middle School)

Family, an eternal theme. It is this kind of affection that blood is thicker than water that accompanied us through every unforgettable day and wrote our colorful life.

Through the window of history, I peep, I see my family, and I see stories about the past, the present and the future.

More than a hundred years ago, thunderstorms, heavy rains and strong winds rushed to the boat carrying children. The children and the mother on the shore cried heartbreakingly, but to no avail. In this way, the separation of flesh and blood, the wind whistling. It looked at this scene with a smile and laughed at the thin mother who could not change the fate of separation of flesh and blood. I not only saw the tragedy of this scene in the past 100 years, but also saw the yearning of people living in different parts of the world in the days of separation of flesh and blood. Time flies, but thousands of miles away, there are also constant thoughts about mother and son. Yes, family ties can be diluted by distance and time! During the long night, fishing boats lit up their fishing lights. Through this slight fire, the son seemed to see the thin figure of his mother staring with tears. "Mom", my great mother, I must come back to you! "Hope" convinced his son that the darkness would be dispelled by the bright sunshine one day. Finally, on a sunny morning, a small fishing boat sailed into the harbor where he was born. Mother and son are crying and excited. At this time, the window of history watched quietly, proud of it, for mother and son. It remembers the joy and tears of that moment.

However, I found that under this joy, my mother still hides a trace of depression. It turns out that the mother has another son, whose name is Taiwan Province Province. Although Taiwan Province Province and his mother are just separated by a gorge, they failed to embrace their mother. His eyes are full of helplessness. In a dying tree near the window of history, a bird with broken wings cried, "Mom, I want to go home ..." Everything I heard was heartbroken. Ah, I see it. The mother of the injured bird flew to save her baby. Mother bird is tired of flying to find birds, but at the moment she doesn't stop, but is busy healing birds and finding food for them. Finally, the bird's injury was completely healed, and she flew in the air with her mother, looking around: the old dead tree grew new buds under the moisture of rain.

The wind is clear, the clouds are quiet, the sky is blue and the grass is green. Because of family, the world becomes wonderful; Because affection is bound to be a reunion of mother and son.

Love my son deeply, eager to feed back (Tangshan Haigang Middle School is quiet)

There is true love in the world and there is true love in the world. In deep feelings, the most important thing to remember is the affection that blood is thicker than water. The true love of blood is thicker than water is accompanied by the happy growth of children, and the feedback of blood is thicker than water, so that the elderly in Huasijia can spend their old age safely.

Everyone said that the father loves mountains, the mother's love is like water, the mother's love is gentle and sincere, the father loves mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers set each other off, playing a cheerful love song.

In a report, a story was truly recorded. In an earthquake, houses collapsed sharply, causing serious casualties to residents here. In the rescue of the rescue team, I overheard the baby crying, but found in the ruins that the young couple were carrying heavy objects with their own bodies, while the child among them was safe and sound, and a pair of parents made a love choice between life and death. Faced with such a choice, I think parents all over the world will choose surprisingly consistently, just because it is their child, and blood is thicker than water.

Landscape breeds civilization. We should protect the landscape environment. So what should we do about maternal love and fatherly love that is deeper than water and higher than mountains? A 65-year-old mother unfortunately suffered from uremia and was ill in bed. As a son, he witnessed his elderly mother groaning in the hospital bed. At the moment when his mother's eyes collided with his own, he was heartbroken and decided to donate a kidney to his mother. "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three rays of spring." What day did Shi Guo answer with action? He used love to make his mother's fragile body rock solid, and he used sincerity to give the greatest comfort to all mothers in the world.

Love our children deeply, care for them, it is deep love that brings the warmth of the family, and it is sincere action that writes about social harmony. Looking at the family is like a lamp, which quietly illuminates every corner of our lives, while the family is like the wind, which blows away the snowflakes and brings infinite spring.

This is the family, so unpretentious, this is the family, so unforgettable.

Affection, flowers, fragrance overflowing, soaking people's hearts and spleen; Family, crystal dew, beautiful and pure, lovable; Family, bright moon, elegant and quiet, soft and attractive!

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Affection is a noble and warm part of human emotions, and it is also an endless topic ... please write an article with the title of "affection" of no less than 800 words, regardless of style.

Topic analysis

"Affection" is a very extensive topic, covering maternal love, fatherly love, brotherly love and so on. Metaphorically, it can also include the mutual care of relatives, friends and specific people. Of course, for middle school students, we mainly write about maternal love, fatherly love and brotherly love, which is determined by our current life experience. Affection can be reflected through events in life, through teaching, persuasion, suggestion and inspiration between relatives, and through certain scenes, images and actions. For example, "Father in the Back" is an example of showing the deep feelings between father and son through specific images and actions in a specific environment. The care in life is only a part of family ties, and many of us are often confined to these when writing such topics, so it is difficult for the article to be innovative. Affection is more manifested in the expectation and emotional blending between relatives. If you have difficulty in writing about yourself and your loved ones, you can also express your feelings and make comments by writing your own examples and scenes.

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The feeling of leaving home

Li Qiang

Pushing open the dusty door and looking for the wonderful world outside, I want to build my own life and find a home for my dreams, so that youth is no longer a wandering song. ...

The sky was full of stars, and I was walking alone on the dark path, and the fog wet my worn-out luggage. A beetle landed on my shoulder, which seemed to tell me that the old captain had a dream hidden in his heart-to help the shells climb the beach and see how vast the world on land is; It seems to tell me the old woodcutter's deep-rooted wish-to help the caterpillar find its wings and fly to heaven I don't know.

It feels good to leave home. I can travel around the world. Silent mountains can shout loudly, no one can hear them, no one can see them, and naturally they are not afraid of jokes. How vast the sea is, I can swim freely regardless of the wind and rain.

It's cold and the dew is heavy. I'm sleepy. What should I do?

There is no warm bed, but I don't care about blood boiling. Find a big bodhi tree and say, "This is my home." With the idea of going to the northeast tomorrow and never looking back, I fell asleep deeply.

At dawn, the chirping of birds woke me up. I have no choice but to leave home and rely on myself.

Try every means to fill your stomach; The wandering heart has weakened. But I am confident that I can withstand the cold wind in the north, dress up, move on and dare not look back. I'm afraid of meeting the shadow of my hometown. I'm afraid she will touch my heart and hurt my feelings.

It is another cold night, walking through a long street, and under the long road lights, the figure is drawn long.

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