Dad is always very busy, busy with company affairs every day, busy with entertainment, and occasionally playing small cards, so he has become an out-and-out "otaku." It is difficult for him to be disturbed by physical labor such as traveling and shopping. My mother always takes care of everything for me.
Therefore, in my feeling, my father is far away from me, because he gives me a serious feeling: unsmiling, conscientious, and fierce when criticizing employees. So I always stay away from my father, and occasionally I wonder: Does my father love me or not?
One day in the summer vacation, my mother and my colleagues had dinner together, leaving only my father and me at home. I am reading in the living room and my father is reading documents in the study. The whole house is very quiet, which makes me particularly uncomfortable. I called my father several times, but he just looked up at me from the thick papers. No way, I had to turn on the TV and accompany a famous detective Conan to solve the case. Just as I was immersed in looking for clues to the case, my stomach growled disappointingly. I looked up at my father again through the open book door, but my father was still buried in the paper, paddling on it from time to time and counting something with a calculator from time to time. Didn't notice me at all. I have to take back my words again and continue watching TV. I really want to call my mother to order takeout to solve the problem, but my father has always opposed eating fast food. What should I do? I didn't know what to do when I was moving around on the sofa. Suddenly, my father's eager voice came: "What's the matter? Baby, are you hungry? what would you like to eat? Is it clear water or instant noodles? " Dad said, put down his papers and walked to the kitchen. I followed with a grain of salt: As far as I remember, my father never did anything in the kitchen. Looking at my eager father, I can't be disappointed, so I have to say "whatever". But dad said happily, "Then cook my famous instant noodles!" " "So I got busy: I took out two pots from the cupboard, put them on the stove, opened the fire, added water respectively, and added cuttlefish balls to one pot. Then I was busy cutting pork and washing Chinese cabbage and tomatoes, which were my favorites. Gee, it's incredible that dad knows what I like to eat. It turns out that my father has been paying attention to my preferences. Looking at my busy father, I was deeply moved-
Yes! In fact, my father has always cared about me. He seldom travels, but if he does, he will definitely bring me my favorite gift. He is always the first to care about the change of seasons, and then ask his mother to help me buy beautiful clothes. He never cares about my grades, but he always supports all my hobbies. He never speaks loudly to me, and even his mother is not allowed to be "mean" to me. ...
Just as I was immersed in deep happiness, an "OK" interrupted my memory. My father stood in front of me with a bowl of delicious noodles and looked at my father who was so busy that he was sweating. I quickly took out a towel to wipe the sweat on my father's forehead, but my father dragged me to the table: "Baby, I'll wipe it myself. You can eat noodles quickly to see if they are salty. " I picked up the bowl and carefully vomited a mouthful of soup, full of sweetness. The sweetness of the soup slowly permeates along the tip of the tongue, the root of the tongue and the throat until it reaches my heart.
I suddenly realized that I never lacked a father's love, only a heart that was carefully appreciated.
Love Composition 2 In a bowl of noodles nowadays, many people die of serious diseases, such as leukemia, anemia and excessive blood loss ... Since China launched blood donation activities, many seriously ill people have taken their own lives.
I remember it was noon, and my mother and I were shopping in the street. I saw a car in the corner, which read 1 1 in big letters: Your blood will save a life! I suddenly asked my mother, "mom, what kind of car is that?" Why are you waiting in line alone? " Mom replied, "That's a blood donation car. Everyone in the queue will donate blood. " I said timidly, "Oh, so that's it!"
It happened that an uncle was donating blood, and he was a little scared to go up. When he offered 100 ml, he said with difficulty, "I'm so tired. Why are there so many people? Where am I? "
Suddenly, I had an idea in my heart: "Mom, I want to donate blood, too." I said bravely. Mother was taken aback and said, "Silly child, what are you offering?" Didn't you see that uncle almost fainted just now! I said, "Mom, did you see those big letters 1 1: Your blood will save a life!" "Hearing this, my mother can only promise me.
When it was my turn, my hands were shaking. After a while, I felt a little dizzy and fell asleep. ...
When I grow up, I will donate blood and help some people in need. Everyone gives a little love, and the world will be better.
This is a narrative in which the author narrates his first blood donation experience. The language of the article is not rich enough, and there are many typos, such as "I said it in disguise" and the expression is inaccurate, such as "many seriously ill people have saved their lives"