My mother has a pair of big eyes and two black eyes.
Beads are like gems, and their eyelashes are thin and black, which makes them particularly beautiful.
Like a fairy in a fairy tale. Mom's eyes are there.
I always have a clear impression in my mind that her eyes.
It is changeable and unpredictable, as if there are countless hidden.
A secret, I began to read my mother's eyes when I was very young.
Eyes.
I like my mother's kind eyes. When I was a child,
I love to stay in my mother's arms and look at the little guy in her eyes.
Little me, sometimes I ask some ridiculous questions, and my mother is happy.
My eyes are bent like a crescent moon. I am in my mother's love.
Growing up under my nose, I feel very happy every time I lie in my mother's arms.
Look at her big eyes, because mom's eyes are full.
Composition Library Daquan Xiao Sheng got full marks in the senior high school entrance examination and zero marks in the senior high school entrance examination.
Desire and expectation for me.
I like my mother's encouraging eyes.
When I grow up,
When I made progress in my studies,
Mother cast an approving look,
Mother's eyes seemed to say:
"Well done, keep working hard,
Don't be proud. "When I didn't do well in the exam, my mother used it.
Gentle eyes encouraged me and said to me, "Never mind, one."
The exam can't explain anything, so we should pay attention to summing up the failed teaching.
Training! "On another occasion, I ran home happily.
Tell my mother that I won the prize in the English story contest. My mother is very tall.
Smiled happily and kissed my cheek.
My mother has been worried for more than ten years, and I think I have grown up.
But in my mother's eyes, I am still a child.
Son. One day at dinner, I accidentally took a look at my mother.
Joe's mother stared at me, too, and at the moment of eye contact,
I found my mother's eyes a little tired, but still bright.
Jesus Christ.
Maybe I will never leave my mother's sight. But when?
When I am in trouble, I always think of my mother's eyes, so
Give me strength, give me courage and let me grow.
2. Write the first composition entitled "At that moment, I cried";
Opening the small window of memory, I remembered the day of last semester and that touching scene. ...
That day, our school invited a foreign professor to give us a vivid gratitude education class. He told many vivid examples about gratitude on the stage, which deeply touched the students. Later, he asked his classmates to come to the stage and speak their heartfelt words buried in their hearts for a long time. I thought no one would go up, but it turned out unexpectedly. The students came on stage one after another. Like a torrent, they stepped onto the stage solemnly and irresistibly. Almost every classmate's eyes are wet. They had a heart-to-heart talk with their parents on the stage, admitted their mistakes and expressed their determination to study hard and repay their parents in the future. ...
Maybe I was infected by this atmosphere. My heart was slightly shocked. I just felt a torrent gushing from my heart and rushing out of my eyes. I cried. But I didn't dry my tears, let them wet my face and awaken my ungrateful heart.
Yes! How can I be ungrateful? From my birth to adulthood, what is not the credit of my parents! Dad, mom, you have accompanied me through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter. It was you who accompanied me through many ups and downs and setbacks. It is you who accompany me out of the wrong path and into the light. When I was wronged, it was you who put down your work to comfort me and persuade me. When I didn't finish my homework, but I was already tired and urged to sleep, it was you who accompanied me to finish my homework until the dead of night. In fact, you are more tired than me! When I was sick, you took care of me at my bedside, poured me water and brought me delicious food. It's suddenly getting cold. Who is it? You sent me clothes and gloves all the way?
Dad, mom, what great love you have given me! Like rain and dew, it moistens me. It is like sunshine, eternal and warm; It is like spring rain, gentle and delicate. It will penetrate layers of barriers and fall to every place around me, and stay with me every day; It will embrace my cry and my smile; It will hold up an umbrella for me, pave a road and fill all the bumps.
Dad, mom, your love for me is so selfless! But I don't know how to be grateful. Please forgive my childhood ignorance! From now on, I will study hard, learn to be grateful and repay you well!
The grace of dripping water will surely bring spring. But you gave me the whole ocean!
Ah! But how much love there is in that inch-long grass, have you got three rays of spring?
Article 2:
During the summer vacation, I attended an English cram school and went to my neighbor's house for English classes every Sunday. In fact, I said that I went to the remedial class just to listen, because I was the only one.
On this day, I came to my neighbor's house again. I recited English words silently there. Suddenly, I heard the sound of dripping water. It's hard to hear without listening carefully. I think it's strange. Curiosity makes me want to know about it. So, I put down my English textbook and followed the sound. It turned out that Uncle Li's faucet was leaking! I think I have to find a way to tighten the tap and do a good deed. So I hurried over and tried to turn on the tap. However, due to the long-term leakage of the faucet, the valve has rusted to death, and I have tried several times but I can't twist it. Finally, I held the valve tightly with both hands and tried my best to twist it, only to hear a bang, and the valve was unscrewed by me! So a powerful water column spewed out from the inside and immediately poured me into a drowned rat. I just stood by and thought, I'm in trouble again What should I do? Then, I quickly picked up the valve I unscrewed and tried to screw it on again, but the valve was broken and I couldn't screw it on. Later, I took a rag to stop it, but I couldn't stop it because of the pressure. After a while, the ground was full of water.
Soon, the adults all heard the news, and Uncle Li was awakened. People are talking about me. Sometimes they say "boys are naughty" and sometimes they say "they are not disciplined". At this time, my mother also came to reprimand me and said, "Give me a net trouble." Only one of the uncles quietly cut a cork and blocked the water pipe.
After listening to the words of the adults, I was extremely sad. I was going to do a good deed, but it turned out like this. I can't say for sure now, I can only cry sadly.
Write an 800-word narrative on the topic that I cried at that moment. Oh, what bad luck! I have always boasted that I am strong and invulnerable, but I was caught in a cold rain.
I truly believe in the famous saying "Persistence is victory". As long as I have a firm will, I will surrender without fighting and flee to Java. But bad luck, day by day, not only did not improve, but worse and worse, limbs weakness, cough, and even tears.
No way, I asked the teacher for leave to go to the school doctor's office to get the medicine. Sure enough, as the old saying goes, cheap goods are not good, but I still caught a cold. Can live on campus, I don't know where there is a pharmacy; Call home and ask them to go all the way, or wait until Sunday afternoon! Although it is another festival in physical education class, I have completely lost my joy. I am like an eggplant beaten by frost, sitting alone on the edge of the court, absently watching those crazy girls running around and fighting each other for a basketball.
The deskmate shouted over there, "Hey, come and play!" " I looked at her and shook my head. I just want to stay here quietly and bask in the sun. My deskmate ran over and looked at me again: "Hey, strange things! Be a lady! " I shook my head again and squinted at the sky.
"Are you sick? I see you have been coughing these days? " She reached out and tried: "Ah! It's quite hot-"I listened to her ramble, and my eyes were wet. I really miss home, mom and dad. What are you doing now? I'm sorry, but I don't want you to know. Yes, this cold is nothing! At noon, people gradually came. I do my homework quietly. A box of Kangkang waved in front of me. I looked up and saw a concerned face. I don't know when, tears fell silently.
What a shame. I don't look away, dry my tears, lower my head and let it slide where others can't see it. After the evening self-study, I lay in bed and read glumly.
"Hey, I have dried tangerine peel. Soaking it in hot water can eliminate colds! " The director who usually likes to play with flowers and plants said. "Stop that now, this cold granule effect is better. Take it and drink it! " One of my roommates who went to bed took out a big bag of cold granules, and I was about to refuse. She smiled cunningly: "Don't worry, it's not for nothing. Please treat me to ice cream after I get sick! " I wry smile, really can't take her.
"You want mine ..." "Let's use mine. The effect is very good! " My eyes blurred when I looked at a lot of medicines and nutrients sent by my classmates in front. Lights out, the silent night is shrouded in a faint moonlight, and it seems that you can feel the whisper of the wind through the broken moonlight.
I had a dream. In my dream, my tears are like melting snow on the mountain, and my smile is like a new sky.
4. Write a narrative of about 600 words with the topic of "At that moment, I cried" combined with my own experience. Today, I cried, because I didn't do my homework well, so I was ruthlessly left behind by the teacher.
The sky outside sets off my heart, the rain outside is like tears I cry, and the wind outside is like a teacher's silent reprimand. I have unspeakable pain in my heart.
Many people stay in the class, including good students and bad students, and finally find a psychological balance. Because I stayed in Egypt for the first time since I was a child, I was naturally not used to it.
My eyes are full of tears, but I think I have no reason to cry any more, because my mischief has led to the low quality of this assignment. I held back my tears.
"Xinxin" is my father, and I am both happy and sad. I know my father will ask me why I was left behind.
If I say it's because of the low quality of my homework, he will ask me why. And so on. But I can't answer.
Actually, he asked me. He scolded me the same way, but to my surprise, he asked me again: Is there enough money for dinner? Are you going home? Waiting for some words that care about me.
This time, my eyes were filled with crystal tears. But because it was at school, I tried not to let it roll down.
Because it rained today, I went home early. I saw my mother standing in front of the bathroom, with an old face and white hair on her temples.
She is old, she is really old. When I got home, I saw a letter written by my mother.
Knowing that her daughter was old and that she had self-esteem, she wrote and told me gently. When she heard that I was left behind, she was extremely reluctant to believe all this, because her daughter was the eternal pride in her heart. After reading this letter, my tears finally rushed out of my eyes.
I ran out of the door and made a promise to my mother: from today on, I will finish my homework seriously! I didn't expect this sentence to make my mother show a long-lost smile.
Starting today, I have tasted Liu E, and I have tasted that tears are salty again. I thought a lot, a lot.
5. How to write a composition about the topic in tears at that moment? I cried at that moment.
I have always been a very strong girl because my parents didn't discipline me much since I was a child. No matter what blows I have suffered, how many difficulties I have encountered and how many grievances I have suffered, I will not cry. However, at that moment, I shed tears. I remember when I was in the first grade, because I did well in the senior high school entrance examination, which was beyond my imagination. So I thought the junior high school curriculum was very simple, complacent and afraid to listen to anyone's advice. I don't care about anyone. My negative idea of paying by myself soon paid off. The result of the mid-term exam once again exceeded my imagination, and I found it hard to predict. All the students I looked down on ran in front of me with contemptuous smiles on their faces. The teachers' sighs made me feel depressed. When I got home, I thought I could get some comfort, but I was bombarded by my parents. However, my father's disappointed eyes, my mother's uncontrollable tears, and I, usually called a "strong woman", are really ashamed. But I didn't cry. I don't believe that I am inferior to anyone, and I don't believe that I will be defeated so easily! I tried my best to make up for my last mistake. But my efforts didn't pay off, and the following results were not very satisfactory. My promises to my parents and teachers have failed, and they are even more disappointed with me. But I didn't cry. Because I believe that God helps those who help themselves, constant blows are only a test for the winners. "Let the contempt of my classmates and the sigh of my parents become my motivation!" For yourself and others, we must stick to it! I thought to myself. I work hard under pressure. The long-awaited exam has finally arrived! I walked slowly into the examination room. I believe that it must be the light that greeted me. As expected, we have achieved good results this time. What followed was the admiration of the students and the praise of the teachers. I just laughed it off and rationally told me not to make the same mistake again. But when I got home, when my parents' heartfelt ecstatic smiles appeared in front of me, I couldn't help it anymore. This is what I am striving for! Tears in my eyes can't help flowing down. I shed tears of joy, tears of gratitude, and I am grateful for this year's setbacks. Because in this process, I learned to be patient, understand the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and find many good ways to learn. More importantly, I learned the spirit of perseverance. These tears are comfortable and happy. The night is long, but I bought a beautiful dawn with my strength. ..
6. Write a junior high school composition entitled "That time, I cried". That time I cried, I cried; That time, I understood; That time, I grew up. Countless times have given me happiness; Countless times, give me a smile; Countless times, I was given responsibility; Countless times have given me success. Life is made up of many times, and life becomes rich and colorful. But sometimes, who can really understand the efforts made again and again? Vaguely see a thin figure on the playground panting, sweat trickling down to the toe of the shoe. But no one cares, because he knows what is on his back and what is on his shoulder, so he is still running, running ... that thin figure is just me in the third grade of elementary school. A few years ago, I was selected as a long-distance runner by the school to participate in the student sports meeting. At that moment, I jumped for joy. But I don't know what the real "one minute on stage, ten years off stage" means. At the beginning of the training, I thought it was quite fun. But the training process is not as simple and fun as I thought. It was not until later that I gradually realized that I had been trained. In the morning, the sun is a little red. The whistle on the playground pierced the tranquility of the campus. On the runway paved with black stones, a group of students with uneven heads began to run. The training didn't end, but it began to get worse: sandbags weighing several kilograms were wrapped around our legs, and we were carrying huge schoolbags with several big bricks in them. We are like armed soldiers, ready to fight on the battlefield. Then there is "back training". One person carries another person's back, and both hands must hold the barbell ... A few days later, the original delicate little hand was covered with blood bubbles and calluses. We played ... the athletes on the field were eager to try, and the students off the field were enthusiastic. My heart beats like a rabbit, and I dare not swallow a mouthful of saliva. With a gunshot, the little players rushed forward, and I tried my best to feel flying. I overtook one, overtook another, and when I felt that I was only one step away from the finish line, I still fell behind. Players from other classes overtook me. "The strong will always be strong". Afterwards, I burst into tears and cried very sadly. When I mentioned it later, I smiled, but I felt sorry in my heart. I will never forget the experience of crying. On that day, I cried and opened the small window of memory. I remembered the day last semester and that touching scene ... that day, a foreign professor was invited to our school. He gave us a vivid gratitude education lesson. He told many stories about gratitude vividly on the stage, which deeply moved the students. Later, he asked the students to take the stage to speak their heartfelt words buried in their hearts for a long time. I thought no one would go up, but it turned out to be unexpected. The students all took to the stage. They thought of a torrent, solemn and unstoppable. On the stage, almost every student's eyes are wet. They had a heart-to-heart conversation with their parents on the stage, admitted their mistakes, and expressed their determination to study hard and repay their parents in the future ... maybe they were infected by this atmosphere. My heart was slightly shocked, and I only felt a torrent gushing from my heart and rushing out of my eyes. I cried. But I didn't wipe away my tears and let them wet my face and wake up. How can I be ungrateful? From my birth to adulthood, what is not the credit of my parents! Dad, mom, you have accompanied me through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter. It was you who accompanied me through many bumps and setbacks. It was you who accompanied me out of the wrong path and into the light. When I was wronged, it was you who put down your work to comfort me and persuade me. When I didn't finish my homework, but I was already tired and urged to sleep, you accompanied me to write. When I was sick, you took care of me at my bedside, poured me water and brought me delicious food. It's suddenly getting cold. Who is it? You sent me clothes and gloves all the way? Dad, mom, what great love you have given me! Like rain and dew, it moistens me. It is like sunshine, eternal and warm. It is like spring rain, gentle and delicate. It will break through the barriers and fall to every place around me, every day. It will embrace my cry and my smile; It will hold up an umbrella for me, pave a road and fill all the ups and downs. Dad, mom, how selfless your love for me is! But I don't know how to be grateful. Please forgive my childhood ignorance! From now on, I will study hard, learn to be grateful and repay you well! The grace of dripping water will be rewarded by the spring water. But you gave me the whole ocean! Ah! But how much love has an inch of grass, and I got three spring rays. I wonder if there are two articles you want. I got it all. That time, I cried. I cry for my parents.
7. Take "Who cried that time?" I cried when I wrote a 500-word composition. My childhood was so colorful, but sometimes it was sad. The worst exam made me miserable and sad. I still remember when I was in the fourth grade, I got 86.5 points in the mid-term exam. What a low score! After half a semester's hard work, my pain and sadness are in my heart. At this moment, I cried, and a tear rolled over my eyes and fell gently. I cried for my grades. Seeing the pale paper, I couldn't hold back my tears again and again, and finally I couldn't hold back the sadness hidden in my heart. The first time my grades plummeted, I was not in the top five of my class. For the first time, everything was nothing. This incident has hit me hard, and my heart seems to be much weaker. I cried, and I left sad tears. At first, I was sobbing quietly. But I couldn't bear it any longer, and finally I burst into tears. Wow, what kind of world is this? Why is God so unfair? But on second thought, it's not right. My failure is not the injustice of heaven, but the result of not studying hard again and again. If I had a correct attitude towards learning, couldn't I get more marks? There is no regret medicine in the world. Only by turning these losses into the driving force for progress and the internal potential into the determination to cheer up, will such a tragedy not be staged again. Only in this way can we gradually realize our ideals and fly with great strides. Childhood memories are like a string of pearls, worn on that necklace. Sad childhood often reminds me that this unforgettable thing will never be forgotten and branded in my memory.
8. Write an essay about graduation with the title "I cried at that moment". There are many secrets in my heart, some make me happy, some make me sad, and some make me moved. Everyone has their own flavor: some are sweet and delicious, which can make me forget for a long time, sweet to the whole heart; Some of them are miserable, which makes me very angry; But some can't say it, but every time I think about it, I am moved to tears!
The touch of life is everywhere. Occasionally, hearing a well-known "Only Mom is Good in the World" will make me think a lot, and I will be moved to tears when I think of everything my mother has done for me.
When I was a child, I lived in the countryside, and the conditions for going to school were very difficult. Every time it rains, the road is muddy. Every time I go to school at this time, I always slip and fall many times on the road, covered in mud. When my mother saw it, she always scolded, "Look at you, it's hard to walk in rainy days, so just walk slowly one step at a time." What if you are wet and sick? " ? "I always laugh when I listen to my mother's scolding, because I understand the truth that' beating is pro, scolding is love'!
Since then, every time it rains, my mother will put on her boots and personally take me to school. My mother is thin, but she always carries me to school.
I remember once, it rained heavily, and the raindrops fell on the eaves in a straight line. My mother put on her boots and sent me to school as usual. This muddy road is difficult to walk. My mother carried me behind my back, and every step she took was careful, for fear of falling me off. But mother's careful walking is still a slippery step, and it is difficult to move forward. She is like a heavy load, and she is panting when she walks. I held an umbrella and tried to get off my mother's back and walk by myself, but no matter how I begged, my mother refused and complained angrily, "What if I fall and get hurt?" My clothes are wet and I have to spend medical expenses when I catch a cold. It's uncomfortable! "Although my mother always accuses me, I can't be angry. I know this is my mother's love for me!
In this way, I have been lying on my mother's back. Her spine is particularly obvious and thin, but it is so safe. Inadvertently saw a few white hairs faintly visible on my mother's head, thinking: My mother already has white hair at such a young age! Looking at the dazzling white hair, my heart stung. At that moment, tears moistened my eyes and whispered, "Mom, I love you so much!" " Mother smiled foolishly and said, "Silly child! "Although many years have passed, I have never forgotten that moment that touched me, and occasionally I will cry when I think about it.
"Time, time, you walk slowly, don't let your mother get old, I will always keep my mother around!" I love my mother very much, and I hope she will never get old. I want to repay my mother's love with practical actions!
9. How to write a composition about the topic in tears at that moment? At that moment, I cried.
In the morning, the breeze blew on my face and my heart was a little cold. Outside the window, the wind sets off the sun and shines on the trees. A gust of wind blew and fallen leaves fell to the ground. Aunt cleaner is busy "facelifting" the city. Now, it's a little cold. I stood at the window and looked out ...
There are many pedestrians on the road, and people come and go. A 70-year-old man, on crutches, seems to be going somewhere. Grandpa walked west with a heavy bag in his hand. Look at the back. Grandpa has silver hair and wears a pair of glasses. He wears simple clothes, but the most distinctive thing is that he actually wears a pair of shoes that are very gentlemanly. Looks like he's cool. Huh? Strange! Why is grandpa alone? Why is there no one around to accompany him? It is inconvenient to go out when you are old. Is it a single parent ... the more I think about it, the more confused I am, and gradually I am lost in thought.
Suddenly, a bus full of goods came to grandpa. "No, Grandpa is in danger." I panicked and ran downstairs. I think it's too late. The bus is getting closer and closer. I dare not look at it. I ran and shouted, "Grandpa, Grandpa, spread out quickly ..." I ran as fast as I could. When I arrived at that place, I was surprised to see a scene: a young man riding a bicycle rushed over, and he hurriedly put down his bicycle. Miracles appear here. The young man pushed away the dying grandfather, and both of them were safe and sound. Fortunately, even if the driver braked, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable. I was so happy that I overheard the conversation between grandpa and the young man behind the tree.
Grandpa held the young man's hand tightly and said, "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have ..." The young man smiled, "Nothing, as long as you are safe." Grandpa said, "You just took such a big risk to save me. Thank you. Thank you very much. " The young man said, "Actually, it's nothing. I only hope that my father can often get help from others ... "The young man paused for a moment and said," Old man, do you want to go somewhere? Tell you what, I'll take you there. " Grandpa said, "That's too much trouble for you." It's okay, it's okay, I'll stop by! Grandpa dragged on for a long time and finally agreed. So, the young man set up his bike and left with his grandfather.
At that moment, I was moved to tears. I watched them until I left. ...
True feelings exist in the world. This sentence is absolutely correct. Love does not need to be earth-shattering; Love is giving without asking for anything in return; Love is like a fire, which warms the hearts of many people. Love is a beautiful ballad, and many people have heard this elegant and warm tune. ...