My Father and Mother Composition 800 words Everyone has a father and a mother. They can have their father's strict and strict love and their mother's kind and encouraging love. This love is deep and great. It can't be spoken or written with a pen. Instead, you should experience and feel with your heart. Father and mother belong to one of millions of people in Qian Qian. But they are not ordinary to me. They not only gave me life, but also sublimated my life-let me go to school to study and learn knowledge. ...
My father is a salesman. His dark yellow face has two thick black eyebrows and deep eyes. My father is a humorous person. When he is at home, my mother and I often laugh at his words and deeds.
Although my father is a humorous person in ordinary life, he never relaxes in his work and my study. In particular, I have high expectations for my study. Sometimes my father will severely criticize me because I didn't do well in the exam and gave me low marks.
But I have never scolded me or hit me, so my evaluation of my father is strict and strict. Because of this, I usually study hard. I review carefully before every exam and try to get a good score. First, I don't want to be criticized by my father. The most important thing is myself.
My mother is gentle and quiet. As far as I can remember, she seldom speaks loudly. Although he is in his thirties, his voice is softer and sweeter than that of young people. My father is a salesman and travels a lot. My mother and I are at home. Because I am a girl, I spend more time with my mother than with my father, so I know that my mother is a strong-willed person, but she is very gentle and very popular when dealing with people. People often praise her as "kind, beautiful and hardworking". Whenever I hear these words, I am proud of having such a good mother.
This is my father and mother, I think: parents are a flower in the desolate silence. When you are lonely and depressed, take a look at the full glow and smell the fragrant breath, and your heart will be peaceful and not lonely.
Parents are a star in the dark. When you don't know the direction, a soft light guides you to take firm steps.
Parents are ... parents are synonymous with the most fragrant, greatest, brightest and warmest in the world.
I love my father and mother.
When we were toddlers, who patiently supported us and prevented us from falling down? Who will gently teach us how to read when we are babbling? When we feel sad, who comforts us and brings warm sunshine in snowy days? Yes, it is our indispensable relatives in life-parents.
Parents are the first teachers in our lives. They bring us happiness, happiness and love. Perhaps, in our life, we will make and lose many friends, but our parents are still around us and are our closest friends. Perhaps, our life is bumpy, but our parents are always with us and accompany us through the difficulties.
Parents are the most selfless devotees in our lives. They never ask their children for a penny. So do my parents, especially my mother. Her deep love always makes me cry quietly.
An opaque night, the dead of night, cool breeze blowing gently, the dark night sky can't see a star. It's past eight o'clock in the evening, and I'm still at my desk, doing my homework by dim light.
I looked up after finishing my homework, rubbed my sore eyes, looked at my mother who was embroidering and said, "Mom, haven't you slept yet?" Mother gently "hmm", put down the embroidered picture and embroidery needle and walked into the narrow kitchen. "Mom, you are in poor health. Go to bed early!" I yelled at my mother who didn't know what to do in the kitchen, and then I buried myself in my homework. I was so absorbed in my homework that I didn't notice the thermos beside the desk lamp.
"A-choo-"At half past eight, my mother's bedroom suddenly sneezed. I can't help but look at the door of my mother's bedroom anxiously-is my mother okay ... When it was nearly nine o'clock, my homework was finished. I took a deep breath and put away my homework. I was collecting my homework when I suddenly found a water bottle. Oh, I didn't take the water bottle ... I touched the bottle and the water was still warm.
"Hoo-"The cool wind came in through the crack in the window, and I couldn't help wrapping my clothes. I picked up the water bottle, opened the bottle cap and drank all the water smoothly. A warm current flowed in my heart. I stood up, took a deep look at my mother's bedroom door, and went to bed.
When I woke up the next day, the sun shone warmly on me through the window. I changed my clothes and walked out of the door. There was no one at home when I saw the rich breakfast on the table. There is a note on the plate on the dining table. I picked it up and read it. It said: Huier, mom went out to buy food. Breakfast is ready, remember to eat. Such a simple and simple line of words made me cry quietly.
The sunshine seems to be warmer, covering me gently and getting into my heart.
Chapter 3: My father and mother wrote 800 words: "Only my mother is good in the world, and there is a mother ..." "My father is my sunshade, and my father ..." The song sang the love of our parents and sang our love for our parents one after another. Family loves us, and we love our family. It's called affection.
Speaking of family ties, I think the deepest love is mother's kind love, father's silent love, and our love for parents.
As the saying goes, maternal love is deep. Isn't it? Usually go out to play for a while, my mother also told me: "Pay attention to safety and come back early ..." I remember it was a rainy morning in autumn, and I went out to play. Who knows, I play too much when I play, from 10 in the morning to 9: 00 in the evening.
It was dark, windy and rainy outside. We stayed at home until the bell rang ten times. But I was walking alone on the road, and the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. It's strange that my mother didn't hit me after playing for so long. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water-I am so anxious that I came home with a feeling of anxiety.
As a result, as soon as I entered the room, hey, mom wasn't there? Where can I go? Come to me? No She doesn't know where I am. Go to play cards? It's impossible. Where did mom go so late? I got suspicious and rushed out with an umbrella. Where's mom? I've been thinking about it. So I took an umbrella, braved the rain and shouted "Mom, Mom …" against the wind. I accidentally fell down, but I got up again.
It's cold outside, and I've been shaking. I was only six or seven years old at that time! I don't know how long it took, but I saw a figure running towards me and carrying me back. It's my mother. It turned out that my mother went out to find me when she saw that I hadn't come home for a long time.
At this time, I found my mother's forehead was burning-my mother had a fever. So I went home and took medicine for my mother, poured water and let her sleep. This is maternal love, this is family affection, so it is always difficult to calm down every time I think about it! Father's love, our love for parents is not much different from maternal love. This is affection, and this is affection that touched me!
The power of affection is great and can shake everything! The power of affection is infinite and can save everything! The power of affection is enormous and can change everything! The power of affection is wonderful and can touch everything!
My parents are ordinary people. On weekdays, my parents are the most common and the most harmful to me. When I grow up, I understand my parents' love better. In my mind, my parents are the most amiable and respectable people.
Mom is the busiest in the family and has a lot of work to do in a day. My mother took a day off from the night shift last night, that is to say, my mother took two days and one night off last night, but the rest time was also very busy. I had to help my father run around collecting internet fees. There are still many clothes to wash, mop the floor and cook at home; We also need to study stocks and settlement. My mother didn't rest except at bedtime.
My father is a genius in painting and calligraphy. According to him, when he was a child, he ran a blackboard newspaper, which was the best in the school. I still don't believe it. Finally, I asked my uncle and uncle to know how great my father is! Now, my father goes to work in the company every day, selling telephones and sorting out documents. It's busy, too, but my father's busyness is rewarding.
On Monday, my mother happily told me that my father went to Wuchang on business and won the championship! Although I don't know what my father is fighting for, I know it is closely related to his daily efforts. Now, my father makes me more proud.
Flowers need rain and sunshine to make them more beautiful. In our life, parents are rain and dew and sunshine, which enrich and nourish us. When I was a child, I always took it for granted that my parents worked so hard, but when I grew up, I really understood my parents' hardships and their deep love for me.
When I was a child, I went back to my good friend's house for dinner and forgot to tell him at home. When I finally got home, I saw my parents stamping their feet there anxiously. Seeing that I came back, I quickly came to hug me and scolded with distress: "Where have you been?" Do you know how worried we are! "At that time, I didn't understand. I was frightened by my parents. I just kept crying.
Parents will always smile at you kindly and tell you happily that even if they beat us or scold us, they will be mercilessly condemned from their hearts, and their inner pain far exceeds your physical pain! They all believe in one sentence: life is precious, and children are more expensive!
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