1. Give me a love composition of 4 words (reference)

What is maternal love?

one afternoon, I just got home from school and did my homework. Maybe I was distracted, and when I was halfway through, I really wanted to read. I crept out of the room: my mother was preparing lessons in the room. I felt secretly pleased and smiled secretly: haha, she can't control me this time! You can "party"! I walked gently to the bookcase, quietly opened the door of the bookcase and took the book I wanted to read most. I sat at my desk, glanced at a few pages first, and then stuffed them into the cracks between the desk and the cupboard. Then, I pretended as if nothing had happened and did my homework absently for a while. I looked around furtively, then quietly took out the book and read it hungrily. But I don't know, my mother just came out of the study at this time and happened to see me reading in my room. She probably didn't believe her eyes, so she took a closer look. Now, the fox's tail can't be hidden. At first, I found some lame words to justify it, but my mother caught me at once. Mom was so angry that I panicked like an ant on hot bricks. There is no good fruit to eat this time. I thought to myself. But my mother doesn't seem to be angry. I even think there is a trace of sadness in her eyes. Mother took the book without saying a word. I had to bury myself in the pile of books and chew over words again, but there seems to be something in my heart that I can't let go. I hesitated, tore off a piece of square paper from the back of the exercise book, scribbled something, and then hesitated to give it to my mother. When mom saw it, her locked brow relaxed. She also wrote something on the note and gave it to me. It turned out that I wrote a guarantee, and my mother left a message below: "It doesn't matter. It can't be like this again. " I looked up at my mother. She looked at me kindly, as if her eyes were sparkling with tears.

autumn wind blows. The fallen leaves sadly leave their long-term home. That golden autumn evening, my mother gave me the truest love, which has been shining brightly in my colorful memories. 2. Who gave me a love composition of 4 words and 8 articles

As soon as class * * * rings, the activities of boys and girls will be very different the next moment! Boys run out like crazy when they hear the bell, while bored girls can only take out the novel Stealing the Stars in September, which has both sides of love and hate. They love its exciting plot and hate it for getting out so slowly. Sometimes, when watching and drinking milk, I was so fascinated that I almost took the milk from my deskmate. It was a thrilling experience! Sometimes when I see something new, I scratch my head and strike the table to borrow it everywhere. It's like being drugged, and I'm afraid I can't catch up with the plot!

"Xinning! Lend me another copy of Stealing the Stars in September, just one, just one, really just one. I'll return it to you as soon as I read it. Just lend me one-"

" Ok, just lend it to you! Don't ask me for it after reading it! My fat head is about to explode with you. Go, go, go Don't bother me if it's all right. "

The fat on her chubby face is pushed up desperately by her wide mouth, which is ridiculous.

After receiving the book, Lan Lan flew back to her seat, relishing the book. Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry, and sometimes I strike the table angrily ... I am no exception. After receiving this precious book, it seems to be half of my life after class. Watch after class, watch on the way, watch after dinner ... After dinner, I can't wait to yank out the books I brought with me. I haven't seen the wonderful part yet. I slammed into the aunt who was the doorman and collided with her horrible eyes. At that time, I discovered that it used to take me a long time to get from the classroom to the dormitory. But this time, I seem to have flown a plane, which is really lightning fast! I should be fascinated by it! When I returned to the dormitory, I was not the only one who was fascinated. Look: she was biting an apple, holding a sock in one hand, staring at the book in the other hand, and the other sock was blown far away by the wind, and she was looking for it ... < P > We are really fascinated by Stealing the Stars in September, but we also don't forget to study in class, both in and out of class. 3. My mother gave me a love composition of 4 words

Motherly love

One afternoon, I did my homework as soon as I got home from school. Maybe I was distracted, and when I was halfway through, I especially wanted to read. I crept out of the room: my mother was preparing lessons in the room. I secretly laughed: Haha, she can't control me this time! You can "party"! I walked gently to the bookcase, quietly opened the door of the bookcase, and took the book I wanted to read most. I sat down at my desk, read a few pages first, and then stuffed it into the gap between the desk and the cupboard. Then, I pretended as if nothing had happened and did my homework absently for a while. I looked around furtively, took out the book quietly, and read it hungrily .. I happened to see me reading a book in my room. She probably didn't believe her eyes, so she came closer to have a look. Now, the fox's tail can't be hidden. At first, I found some lame words to defend it, but I was caught by my mother. My mother was so angry that I was like an ant on hot bricks. There was no good fruit to eat this time, I thought to myself. But my mother didn't seem to want to get angry. I even felt a trace of sadness in her eyes. My mother took the book without saying a word. I had to bury it in the pile of books again and chew over words, but something seemed to be stuck in my heart. I hesitated, tore off a piece of square paper from the back of the exercise book, scribbled something, and then gave it to my mother hesitantly. When my mother saw it, her frown relaxed. She also wrote something on the note and gave it to me. Originally, My mother left a message below: "It doesn't matter. It can't happen again." I looked up at my mother. She looked at me kindly, and her eyes seemed to sparkle with tears.

The autumn wind blew. The fallen leaves left their long-term home sadly. My mother gave me the truest love in that cool autumn evening. This incident has been shining brilliantly in my colorful memories. 4. My mother gave me love. 4 words

The greatest person in the world is my mother. My mother's love is selfless and great. My mother's love for us is inexhaustible throughout our lives. My mother's love for us is selfless and unrequited.

I'm glad I have such a mother. I'm very picky about eating. My mother always tries her best to cook all kinds of delicious food for me, changing all kinds of tricks to make me eat well. She also takes me to KFC and steak. Once I don't want to eat, my mother said to me, "As long as you finish eating, I will give you an ice cream." I finished my meal bite by bite. My mother is really well-intentioned.

Whenever I am sick, my mother will care and love me in every way. She will also teach me to recognize new words. If I have a cold and fever and my head is dizzy, my mother will take the trouble to carry me to school. < P > My mother is most concerned about my study. No matter whether it is windy, rainy, cold or hot; My mother always drives me to school. When I can't do some questions in my book, my mother will find the correct answer with a pen and then tell me how to do it myself. When I am careless in my homework, my mother doesn't scold me, but helps me. She tells me that I can't make such a low-level mistake again.

Every time I see the white hair on my mother's forehead, my heart is sour. The teacher tells us to always be grateful. I want to. I repay my mother when I grow up. Here I praise my mother with a poem: the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends, dreading the delays that will keep him late from home but how much love has the inch-long grass, who won the third Spring Festival. 5. < P > I am a happy child, and my life is full of love. I have the love from my father and mother; There are also teachers who give me care ... My father's love can't obey my bad temper, and he won't scold me endlessly if he doesn't do well in the exam.

The love my father gave me is beyond others' reach. I remember a unit exam in the fourth grade. When the math test paper was handed out, I saw the red number and was blindsided. The score of 92.5 is still far from what my father asked of me! I thought I would get more than ninety-five points in the exam, and suddenly it cut from my head to my feet like a basin of ice water just frozen from the refrigerator!

after analyzing the test, the teacher asked us to take the test paper home and sign it. On that day, I was at a loss to carry my schoolbag and went home slowly. When I got home, I dragged my schoolbag and hid in my little world-my room. While doing my homework, I touched my tears and thought, "shall I show my father the test paper?" He will be very angry when he reads it. A scolding is inevitable. Don't give it to him? Imitate his signature and write, no, that's not deceiving yourself. The teacher said that a good boy can't lie!

I was thinking, and my father asked me to have dinner. I came to the table without saying a word, covered my head and grilled white rice, even my favorite braised pork. But my father was quite able to hold his breath and didn't ask anything. Suddenly, my father put down his chopsticks. I thought my father was going to start asking about homework, but my father left. This move almost scared me to death!

finally, I finished this "long" dinner. I still slammed the door, and I silently said to my father, "Dad, I'm sorry, I failed to live up to your expectations. This exam didn't meet your requirements. I'm sorry, I will do well in it next time." I'll look back at the test paper, huh? Dad actually signed it!

My eyes are moist, and my father's love is so selfless! 6. my father gave me a love composition of 4 words

I remember once, when my mother was out on a business trip in the early hours of the morning, I suddenly had a high fever. My father helped me get dressed and drove to the hospital. Dad went to the hospital to buy a number first, and then went to see a doctor. Dad took me to an uncle, who asked me to take my temperature first, and the result was: 39. 5 degrees. The doctor looked at the thermometer, brushed the list without looking up, and let us go. On the way, my father and I said, "Is this swallowed into the hospital? "That uncle didn't even look up, so he wrote us a bill and returned it to 2 yuan. Dad told me not to talk, and now I'm going to hang water. I have to go to the injection area with my father. When I arrived at the injection area, a nurse lifted water for me. First skin test, then hanging water. After the skin test, my father and I found a seat and waited for the nurse to lift water for me just now. When a bottle of water was about to drop, my father found a bag on my head. My father went to call the nurse, and the nurse repeatedly said sorry. Then their master came and asked what was going on. Dad told the director what had happened. After listening to this, the director also said that he was sorry, and said, "Well, ask your daughter to hang the original potion, and then hang another bottle of unpacked potion. You don't have to pay for this bottle of potion." With that, the director called the nurse away. When I changed a bottle of medicine, I changed to a nurse. This neglect is very familiar with injections, and practice makes perfect. After a while, the bag on my head disappeared and my father's face was obviously much happier.

Not only my father, but also my mother. They care about me in every way every day. I love my parents very much and thank them very much. 7. The composition "Love from my parents" 4 words

The four words "I love my parents" are all very common, but these ordinary four words contain very strong love.

When I was in kindergarten, the children in my class were very bold in class activities and said whatever came to mind. But my courage is very small. I don't raise my hand to answer questions in any class, and I don't participate in many activities in my class. My parents learned about my situation from the teacher, and patiently guided and educated me, which greatly inspired me. Slowly, I became as lively and cheerful as the children in my class, and dared to raise my hand to answer questions. The teacher also said that I had changed a lot. In fact, it's all thanks to mom and dad, and I really thank mom and dad.

one thing happened in the summer vacation of grade two, which also touched me the most. One day in the summer vacation, somehow, I suddenly got sick, my skin was allergic and I felt uncomfortable all over. My parents rushed me to the hospital. They ran before and after to find a doctor, see a doctor and buy medicine. My father accompanied me to infusion, my mother went home to cook and sent me to the hospital, so my father and mother took turns to be busy. After several days of treatment and careful care by my parents, my illness soon recovered, but my father also caught a cold, and I am very grateful to them. And my parents continue to serve me for free. . . . . .

Parents' love is honey, always warm and sweet; Parents' love is a flower that always blooms in a happy place; Parents' love is a big tree, always lush green leaves; Parents' love is the sea, always broad and deep.

Let's sincerely wish all parents and say, "Thank you, Mom and Dad. May you always be young and healthy. "

Hope to adopt 8. Love from (XXX) 45 words

The temperature of nature can be measured with a thermometer, but the warmth of the family can't be summarized by the unit and subtle language.

since I was born, my parents have given me a lot of warmth. What impressed me most was the warmth my mother gave me. I had a careless problem since I was a child, which was also the fatal point of my exam. When I went to school, my mother said, "Binbin, now that you are a fifth-grade student, you must correct this carelessness." I held my head high and said, "Don't worry, I will do well in the exam." I brushed my schoolbag and went to school. The exam began. I looked at this simple paper and thought, I will do well this time! A few days later, the test paper was handed out, and I got a score of 78. I came home depressed and thought: I didn't do well in the exam and didn't listen to my mother's advice. When my mother came back, I quickly put the paper behind me and looked pale. Mom took another step forward, and I was even more nervous. I thought, This is terrible. Mom will definitely hit me. Unexpectedly, my mother stroked my head and said, "Bin Bin, did you fail this exam!" " I reluctantly gave her the paper. I thought she would hit me. Unexpectedly, my mother took my hand and analyzed the wrong question. At this time, understanding is that a ray of sunshine melts the snow in my heart and warms my heart. After analyzing the wrong questions, my mother told me a lot of truth. From then on, I will never be careless or careless in doing problems. I can't help saying, "Thank you, Mom!"

this is the love my mother gave me.

It is said that maternal love is the most precious feeling in the world, but I think maternal love is not only the gentle smile, meticulous care and touching love of the mother, but also the love that the mother usually nurtures and strictly teaches us.

one afternoon, I just got home from school and did my homework. Maybe I'm distracted. Do it.