When I was a child, I always let my mother worry, especially crying, and I cried my hernia. The doctor said that if you can't get on at the age of ten, you will have an operation. And I didn't get well until I was ten years old, so last summer, my parents took me to the hospital for surgery.
As soon as I walked into the gate of the hospital, I felt my calf shaking and refused to go forward. I also begged my mother, "Let's go home!" " My mother said to me lovingly, "Don't be afraid. Everything will be fine after the operation. My daughter is the bravest!" "
After anesthesia and surgery, I have been in a daze. When I opened my eyes, I found that my parents were looking at me anxiously, but I always felt that my mother's shadow was double. My father's eyes seemed to have three, and everything was vague and kept shaking, but I had no strength and couldn't move if I wanted to. My mother looked at me lovingly, and from time to time dipped some water with a cotton swab and gently applied it to my dry lips, nourishing me. In an instant, a warm current flooded my whole body, and I deeply felt my mother's selfless love for me.
At night, my mother fed me rice soup over and over again, and every time she adjusted the rice soup to be lukewarm, for fear of scalding me. In the morning, when I saw my parents eating hot bean paste buns with relish, I couldn't help drooling and clamoring for them. My mother said I couldn't eat these things these two days. What a pity!
When I am sad, my mother tells me interesting things and sings my favorite songs to make me happy.
This time, I learned the true affection. Affection is like a warm coat, always caring for you, and affection is like a close-fitting vest, which surrounds you all the time ...
Affection 500-word composition 2 Affection, like a guidepost in confusion, guides the road ahead for you; Family, like a lamp, illuminates the life you should go; Affection, like a cup of tea, can warm your heart.
My mother is an ordinary person, but in her ordinary life, I have seen her extraordinary side.
I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I played on the playground with my classmates. Suddenly, I seemed to be pushed down by a force and my chin hit a stone. My classmates sent me to the infirmary, and the teacher said that I would go to the hospital for stitches.
After learning the news, mother put down her housework and rushed to the hospital at the speed of light.
In the hospital bed, I was very scared. I saw the doctor fiddling with a needle, and suddenly, fear turned into countless tears pouring out of my eyes.
At this point, my mother ran into the ward, took my hand and kept comforting me and said, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine!" Mom is by your side, I will always accompany you! " I stopped crying and turned to look into my mother's eyes. For the first time, I found that my mother's eyes were so big, so bright and so charming. Gradually, I fell asleep.
I only vaguely remember that I was lying on a warm, strong back. It was rocking gently, like a cradle, but it didn't wake me up.
When I woke up, I was already lying in a soft bed at home. At this time, I will never forget who put a spoonful of nectar into my mouth and who used caring eyes to relieve the pain of my wound. It's her-my beloved mother.
Although she asked me many questions, I didn't answer them. I don't want my voice to break the peace at this moment. I am thinking, if time can stay, please let it stay at this moment.
Outside the window, the stars are staring at it with their eyes open, and the moon shines the brightest moonlight into this warm hut. They are quiet and don't seem to want to break the silence.
Family, like a honey, gives you a sweet taste; Family, like a clear spring in the desert, can help you when you are in trouble; Family, like a ship, carries you on a long voyage.
Affection is a clear sky that clouds can never cover!
The Mid-Autumn Festival, in my endless memory, is the Mid-Autumn Festival I spent in my hometown that year.
The Mid-Autumn Festival in my hometown is quite different from that in the city. In the city, all the moon cakes are bought or given by friends and relatives. In my hometown, moon cakes are all made by my family. Although it is not as exquisite and delicious as it is done outside, it contains a strong affection between relatives. The moon cakes that have just come out of the cage are like the full moon in the vast sky on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, which is desirable.
Besides eating moon cakes, Mid-Autumn Festival has many unique folk customs, such as enjoying the moon, playing with lanterns and dancing with fire dragons. Among them, appreciating the moon is one of the most important customs in our hometown Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Jade Shanshan's next moon wheel, picked up Hua Xin in front of the house. So far, it will not happen in the sky, but it should be thrown at people by Chang' e. " This poem accurately depicts the scene of enjoying the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival. A large family sat together, and on the osmanthus tree, crystal-clear osmanthus flowers floated down with the wind. In the distance, a round moon like a round mirror reflects the happy scene of family reunion. That scene, like a beautiful and peaceful picture scroll, emerged before my eyes.
In ancient times, when people get together, they always like to say an eternal famous sentence in the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou": "I hope people will live for a long time, and thousands of miles will be beautiful." To express my thoughts and best wishes to my relatives and friends. However, some people often sigh that they can't reunite with their loved ones because of something: "I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into tonight."
The Mid-Autumn Festival in my hometown is unforgettable and unique. It is like a shining pearl in my memory. Mid-Autumn Festival is a bright pearl in Chinese culture, which always shines with dazzling light. It is it that makes me feel the affection between my relatives, and it is the full moon that radiates golden light that makes me deeply understand the beauty of affection.
Family 500-word composition 4 Since you were born, family has been embracing you.
Just born
"Born! It was born! Still a son! " Grandma happily took over the white and tender me from the nurse, and she was very happy! Grandpa gently stroked my head, grinning from ear to ear. Mother hugged me and kissed me. The father said happily, "How beautiful my son is! Hey, that's nice! " Aunt and uncle also said happily: "This child has big ears and will be a big official when he grows up, and some will eat!" Everyone was in full bloom.
At the age of seven
That day, I was lying in a hospital bed with a high fever. My mother, frowning, sat beside me and fed me medicine. Father sat on a small bench, staring at a drop of rain dripping from the eaves. Grandma knelt before the idol and prayed. Grandpa is walking back and forth in the house. I, sadly shed tears.
At the age of twelve
"Mom, what a sumptuous meal today!" "Today is your birthday, happy birthday!" Mom smiled and came out of the kitchen with another dish. "thank you! ..... son's birthday, mother's difficult day ... Let me give you a gift. Look, this is yesterday's exam paper, and I got full marks! " "oh! The son is great! " "Son, see? What gift did I bring you! " When my father walked into the house, I jumped up. "Basketball?" I'm be in heaven. Grandma and grandpa came into the house with a big cake. "Grandson, look at the birthday cake we ordered for you!" Grandpa said with a smile. "How big! Grandparents, you also sit down and have a meal! " "Ha ha, good!" Our family sat at the table, eating and laughing ...
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Life is like this? Since you were born, you have infinite affection, let you have infinite affection, and let you never be lonely!
Having affection means having everything, please don't expect it again! When you cry and say that you missed the time to watch the beautiful stars, don't bow your head and complain, or you will lose the opportunity to enjoy the warm sunshine!
Affection is human nature. Everyone needs it, and family affection is selfless and great. Because family ties only have the word "dedication". How many children have no parents and feel no affection? However, we live in a life where our mouths are full of food and our clothes are stretched out. This is all because of our parents, who gave us such a beautiful life. What can we complain about compared with those children? Shouldn't we repay our parents?
"If you want to repay your parents, you don't necessarily need to do something earth-shattering. It is only necessary to help parents do what they can and obey their parents a little in life. They must be very pleased. " The teacher once told me that.
Once, the teacher left an exercise called "I do something for my parents". I sat at my desk for half an hour and had no idea. I had to experience it for myself. I washed my mother's feet. Mom didn't say anything, but she actually left two lines of tears on her face. This tear is not salty but sweet, because it is a moving tear.
All the virtues's filial piety is the first, and filial piety is the eternal virtue of China. Now people value money so much, but they don't put a word "filial piety" in their eyes. How many old people are displaced, but they are all children in pairs.
Filial piety, why are there so many unfilial sons now? Filial sons are all cultivated since childhood. As long as you have a sense of filial piety from childhood, you can become an admirable filial son when you grow up.
To be grateful to your parents is to honor them. Why should we be an unfilial villain and everyone scold us? Filial piety, starting from every little thing around you, starting from me.
Family 500-word composition 6 is to let us freely reprimand Fang Qiu in our life?
Is it a mood that makes you happy forever in a short life?
Is it to make a heart always upward in the world of feasting?
It's family. I don't know if everyone feels the same way? Drifting from the stream, opening the way in the mountains
Bridge in case of water; In the course of struggle, I am in high spirits and look forward to the future in high spirits.
It is with the support and encouragement of relatives that we are motivated to struggle. As a friend said, I heard love from my mother's nagging, I saw hope from my father's silence, I thought of struggle from my teacher's eyes, and I knew my responsibility from the encouragement of my relatives ... Maybe, in a few days, I will go to society or go to college. I am a stranger in a foreign land, wandering around and wandering around the world. Family is always a safe haven. "he knows that the dews tonight will be frost, how much brighter the moonlight is at home!." In your heart, affection is the warmest. It only gives encouragement and support, but also lets me know that it is love!
Perhaps, affection is the sound. When tired, it relaxes the muscles and makes the whole body comfortable; When pessimistic, it gives encouragement and pulls hand in hand from the shadow of failure; When forging ahead, it cheers, cheers and tears for some achievements ... This affection. From the voice, I know love. Affection moved me, and affection made me burst into tears. From the family, I know the responsibility, so that I can no longer continue to sweat in the sun, and I must have the fighting spirit of the eagle and the vitality and vitality of the water!
I admire Brock's wise choice. "I don't want to wait for the future to look back on the past except money." Indeed, money can buy friends, but it can buy affection, right? People who have affection are happy, it is the flame you are looking forward to when you are cold; It is the nectar that you have been seeking for a long time when you are upset; It's the help you are waiting for when you are alone ...
Family, let the soul dream; Family, so moved to be calm. With family, we have the motivation to struggle, family, and let us always be upward, family, and happy forever, chasing the fiery sun in our lives forever!
My parents love me the most. I used to be a sick seedling, but now there are fewer. My parents took me every time I got sick before.
The winter before, I was seriously ill. My mother took me back from school for infusion every noon. When I went back, I put on a hat and a cotton-padded jacket. My mother took off her scarf and put it around me. My mother was not afraid of the cold, so she made me completely, and she was afraid that I would catch cold. When she got to the next hospital, she gave me infusion. My mother watched in order not to make me cry. My mother immediately cooked a meal at home and gave me a big bowl. Every time I had my favorite dishes, I also made soup for me to drink. After that, my mother didn't eat herself, so she brought me the rice and fed me bite by bite. Every time I fed it, I was blown, for fear of burning me, which made me eat very well. Every time I didn't finish a bite, I opened my mouth to eat the next bite. My mother will also pour me some water to drink, so as not to make me thirsty. Sometimes when there is soup, my mother will feed me a bite of rice and another bite of soup to make my nutrition even. Every time I finish eating, my mother will ask me, "Are you full?" I say I'm full. Sometimes I say I'm not full, so my mother gives me a little to eat. After I'm full, my mother will go back to eat. Sometimes my parents will come to see me several times. I'm very good every time, so I won't let them worry. After I lose the fluid, I'll be cured, so that I won't catch cold and send me back intact, so that my parents can rest assured.
My parents love me very much, and I love my parents very much.
In the bookstore, I saw a book that particularly attracted me: "Feeling of 100 family stories that touched primary school students", and one of the stories-maternal love, made me remember it most vividly.
This story is true. It mainly tells that in a desert with extremely hot climate, drinking water depends on the PLA from other places, and life is very hard. On the way to deliver water to the People's Liberation Army, an ox stopped the way to deliver water to the People's Liberation Army, stuck in the middle of the road, and refused to leave. When its owner saw it, he hurried it home, but the old cow wouldn't listen and still stuck here. When the master saw it, he drove it with a whip until the ox was beaten to pieces, and the ox still did not move. Moved, the PLA made an exception and gave old Niu Yi some water.
At this moment, people thought that the old ox would enjoy it alone, but what they never expected was that the cow actually got its own calf and gave the hard-earned mother's love water to the thirsty calf. It turned out that the cow was so "stubborn" in the roadside for her children! After reading this story, my eyes are moist. My heart moved from the anger of the cow in the middle of the road to the touch of the calf drinking water.
Yes, people and animals in the desert are in great need of water. After the cows were beaten to a pulp, the hard-earned water was not drunk, and all of it was given to the children. Obviously, how great maternal love is! In daily life, the words we use to describe our mother are often nagging, annoying and annoying, but how much our mother cares for us! As the story says, mothers always give the best things to their children, preferring to suffer for themselves rather than for their children. How much mom has paid for us! We should listen to our mother more and say: I love you!
In Paris, there was an old tramp. His name was armand, and a vacant lot under bridge opening was his home. He did nothing every day, but one day he found a small family under bridge opening. Two girls and a boy occupied his habitat. The eldest was Susie, the second was Paul, and the third was evelyn. armand hated children. He was very angry.
The three children also regarded him as their grandfather, because they had no other relatives except their mother and each other. For the first time, they got grandpa-like affection, and they have eliminated all concerns about armand, even trusting more than their own mothers.
The three poor children never asked their mothers for Christmas presents, because they were so poor. When armand heard about it, he took them to a store he knew that played Santa Claus. The result was very disappointing. They were all hungry and thirsty, so they sang in the street. The children's mother objected. She thought that armand regarded her children as beggars, but armand kindly advised this stubborn woman and finally got everyone's affection.
The children's mother also helped armand find a job, and he was full of confidence, because he was no longer a tramp, but a man with a job in Paris.
This is a broken, pieced together special family, revealing love and responsibility, and the strong contrast can highlight the value of family ties. Publisher's Weekly said: "This book is full of Natalie's tenderness and is the pinnacle of her tramp series."
In this summer vacation, I walked out of my busy study. In nearly four months, my relationship with my grandparents has become more and more alienated.
When I came home this time, my grandparents were so happy to see me that they quickly told me to stay for two more days. Grandpa immediately took a sickle, put a laundry list on his back and went to the field to cut vegetables. I tried to keep up, but my grandfather stopped me. He smiled and said to me, "Don't go. It's hard to come back. It's so dirty in the ground and so hot outside. You'd better stay at home." I was silent.
After a while, I want to look out of the window at the vegetable fields.
It's grandpa, who works in the hot sun, cutting vegetables and choosing vegetables. His big foot stepped on the hard mud step by step, and his head was covered with sweat. Yes, it was a symbol of a glorious farmer.
After dinner, I went to my grandfather and sat down with him. Grandpa turned to me and said, "Study hard! I can't be busy in the field for most of my life like Grandpa, and there is no way out. " I nodded my head. Grandpa was not born in a peaceful age, so he pinned all his expectations on me.
Before leaving, grandpa put several bags of rice and vegetables in our car. He may not be able to teach me knowledge like a teacher, but in a few days with my grandfather, I understand that family relationship. After I left, I sat in the car and wept silently.
He is just a simple farmer, but he touched me with that affection.
Farmers provide us with abundant and sufficient food, so that people's material foundation can be guaranteed. More importantly, it has trained outstanding talents for the society. They are hard-working, kind-hearted, hard-working, live in harmony with neighbors, don't haggle over every ounce, tolerate others, and never ask for high returns from the country and the people. These are the noble qualities necessary for building a harmonious society!
This summer vacation, I felt my grandfather's love for me, and this love did not come from words, but from actions.
I have a grandfather who sells waste newspapers and picks up waste bottles after retirement. I look down on him very much. Almost no one in my class knows that I have such a grandfather, but my opinion of him has completely changed since that incident.
One day after school, I went to the grocery store to buy my favorite potato chips as usual, but when I first bought them, I found a beautifully packaged YOYO ball. I knew at a glance that this YOYO ball must be very handsome and powerful, so I asked my boss, "How much is this?" The boss took a look and replied, "The original price is 62 yuan, but if you really want to come, I will sell it to you at a discount in 60 yuan.". My heart sank, thinking: I only have one yuan of pocket money a day, and it will cost me two months of hard-earned pocket money to buy it. "Finally, I gave up the idea of buying, bought potato chips, and reluctantly returned it to my boss and left the canteen. In the future, I will go to school every day to see the YOYO ball, which lasts at least 5 minutes and at most 10 minutes.
One morning, as usual, I took a lunch box and carried a schoolbag to school. I just met my grandfather halfway. As soon as I saw him, I looked around and shouted, "Grandpa, why are you here?" "Before I finished my words, my grandfather took out my favorite YOYO ball and gave it to me with a smile. I was overjoyed and speechless for a while. I watched it for a long time and thought," How many bottles and newspapers does Grandpa want to pick up in 60 yuan? " Suddenly, my eyes were wet. In order not to let my grandfather see me like this, I subconsciously raised my head and didn't let the tears flow down. When my grandfather left, my tears could not help flowing down.
From then on, I will proudly tell my classmates that I have such a hardworking grandfather who is also creating wealth with his hands. I will learn from him and persevere.
My father is a soldier, working in Kuitun hundreds of miles away. In others' words, my father is called Cowherd and my mother is called Weaver Girl. Father seldom goes home, and everything at home naturally falls on mother.
When I was a child, I was a little girl who was not sensible. I often got into a lot of trouble as soon as I went out. Mother was the secretary of the county party Committee at that time, very busy! I have to go out early and come back late every day. Gradually, I grow up, understand and get used to it, and often help my mother share housework.
It's March 8th Women's Day again. What should I send to my respectable mother?
A bunch of carnations or a delicious meal, or something else? Yes, it's a bunch of carnations. Mom likes flowers best!
After that, I rushed to the flower shop with the fastest speed and bought ten carnations with crystal dew. Pink petals, small and exquisite, novel and beautiful, colorful; Dew with dazzling light, natural, with the breath of mother earth. One, two, three-ten, blossoming flowers are more fragrant and charming under the decoration of the shopkeeper.
When I got home, I quickly cleaned the house inside and outside. It's ten minutes before seven o'clock. I clutched the flowers tightly in my hand for fear of losing them, and stood behind the door to prepare a surprise for my mother. Hey! With the footsteps upstairs. Yes! It's mom's! Cheep mom must be opening the door, so I quickly took the flowers in one hand and stretched out in the other, hunched over and made the waiter welcome me. The door opened, revealing the familiar sweaty face and tired body. Seeing my posture, my mother looked confused. Mom, today is your holiday. I wish you a happy holiday and good health! Mother was amazed and delighted at such a sudden and unexpected thing. This is for you! Thank you for your concern for me in the past ten years!
How beautiful! My mother and I are immersed in happy laughter
Illness is like a magnifying glass of affection, which makes people discover potential affection. -Inscription
Had a serious illness.
The condition deteriorated rapidly from a minor cold to the point where hospitalization was necessary.
Ever since I was ill, my father has been having trouble sleeping. The dark circles that were originally shown by working day and night have increased a few minutes. There is only one bed in the ward. My father curled up in the car all night and gave the bed to my mother and me. I was very touched. My father, who thought he always ignored me, actually cared about me for a while.
It is not easy for my mother to take care of me all day, especially at night, because I can't take antipyretics, so every night my mother uses a hot towel to physically cool down. I have to toss and turn several times a night, and I can't sleep for a long time. There are few breaks during the day, even if there are, they are worried about me. At ordinary times, I just think that my mother is always doing housework.
This matter is hidden from others, especially grandparents, for fear that they will worry. However, there is no windtight wall. A few days later, my sister came to see me with big bags and small bags. Thinking of my sister, who usually plays with me, is now full of concern, which makes me feel a little warm.
Many people came to see me, even my uncle, who is seldom seen at ordinary times. He brought me a lot of delicious food, which he carefully selected for me after asking the doctor. Looking at my gluttony, my uncle smiled. It even makes me feel happy to be sick. It is my parents' colleagues who come to see me more. Hehe, so many people care.
How can I not recover under the care of so many people? I remember the day when I got well, my father was driven back by my uncle, and I was so tired. After nearly a month's hard work, my parents, who are exhausted, are very happy. Anyway, I'm hungry because of my illness, and that's what they care about most.
There are many potential family ties that I have never found. No wonder some people say that affection is a trickle flowing in my heart, which moistens my heart inadvertently.
500-word composition on family 14 I'm a little girl who looks pungent on the outside, but is sad inside. I don't want to change anything deliberately, but out of love, I'd rather let go of my persistent heart. Maybe only the stars understand my sadness-I love my home, a home that needs the support of many people.
Home is like a universal treasure house of energy. It is my spiritual sustenance, the source of my happiness and my eternal belief. No one understands their sadness and hardships. My great biological parents made me grow up because of their love. Only in this way can I see the ugliness and evil in the world. In this vast world, no one will notice this kind parents, and no one will pay attention to them.
Being busy may be unfair to people from the countryside. But the abandonment of relatives makes my parents' hearts even sadder. When I first came to this big city, our family was so poor that we had to stay at my grandmother's house. Every New Year, we would visit my aunt's house, but every time we treated her coldly. Once, I grabbed candy at my aunt's house, but who understood that my son kicked me on the ground. My mother gritted her teeth and said, "It depends on the owner to beat the dog. My young heart is so sad. Maybe you don't believe it. Yes, I can tell you with certainty that there is. It's because grandpa and grandma lost people when they were young that my father couldn't lift his head and let them bully him. When I think of that scene, two lines of cool things slipped across my face.
This is affection. Affection is worth a few dollars. Things are cold, and the swing is falling with the wind. The love my grandparents gave my father is sad, but I know what love is. The love my parents gave me is true love. It conveys blood, like the Yellow River, like tides, like mountains, and that is love, the coagulation of blood, the rising tide of seawater and the accumulation of sand.
There is a distance between love and affection.
When I finished reading Cao Wenxuan's pure novel Bronze Sunflower in one breath, my cheeks were covered with tears, which kept flashing in my eyes. The touching scenes in the novel came to my eyes for a long time.
This is the story of a boy and a girl. Boys are called bronze and girls are called sunflower. By a special chance, Sunflower, a city girl, and Bronze, a country boy, became brothers and sisters. They lived and grew up together. /kloc-at the age of 0/2, cruel fate recalled the girl sunflower to her city. From then on, the boy bronze often looked at the end of the reed swing and the place where the girl sunflower was located. Dumb bronze loves his sister more than himself. When he found that his sister was struggling to do her homework by moonlight and there was no silver necklace on the stage, he tried his best to make pumpkin lanterns and ice necklaces for her ...
Now we are well-fed and have everything we want, and our parents are always with us. Compared with bronze sunflower, I feel really happy: I don't have to sell reed shoes to earn my tuition, I don't have to do my homework under the pumpkin lantern, and I don't have to worry about not filling my stomach. However, some of us are still suspicious of this and that. We have to choose our meals and clothes. We feel that our parents owe them all day long, and their parents have been tortured by them, and they are not satisfied. Compared with bronze sunflower, aren't we ashamed? Bronze sunflower not only earns tuition, but also helps grandma earn medical expenses. Compared with bronze sunflower, I feel really fragile. The strength and optimism of bronze sunflower in the face of all kinds of difficulties is exactly what I lack. Whenever I encounter any difficulties in my study and life, I will ask others for help. Bronze and sunflower have no such conditions. Do they have good schools? Do they have a beautiful dress? Do they have a day when they can fill their stomachs?
Through reading this book, I feel that the bronze family is so simple, kind and full of love. If everyone in the world cares about others like the bronze family, how wonderful the world will be!