Everything in the world will change, but they have a heart that loves you and will never change.

Love is like spring, slowly sprouting, like summer, like fire, like autumn, mature and amiable, like winter, silently paying.

I have an ordinary family. I have ordinary parents, but they give me extraordinary love. I still remember when I was a child, because I was timid, I slept with my mother every night. I took my mother's hand and fell asleep gradually. But now, I can't feel such love anymore. I don't think they will criticize me. When I relax, you always nag. I can't see your care and love for me at all. When I failed in the exam, you were angry and annoyed. I saw no comfort, only heavy blows again and again. Time flies, you and I have changed a lot. I am entering adolescence, and you are also entering menopause. Adolescence into menopause is really full of gunpowder. I think your love for me is gradually disappearing, because I am not as lively, lovely and obedient as I was a child. You are not as kind as you used to be.

But I gradually found that my idea was wrong, and your love for me remained unchanged and undiminished. I don't know if you still remember, when I was rolling in bed with a stomachache that day, you were caring and attentive by my side, watching me fall asleep gradually. After a few days, my condition improved a lot and I saw your fatigue. Later, after listening to you talking to my dad, I realized that you didn't sleep last night. I was afraid that my pain would get worse and I sat next to me. Usually, you are the first one to go to bed at home. I can't imagine that you have been taking care of me after a hard day. After several days of careful nursing and injection, my condition is getting better day by day. Soon, I entered the classroom again, watching me happily carrying my schoolbag to school every day. You laughed! This touched me, and then I felt pain for the little things around me, and slowly found that your love for me was still with me as before, and I never left, but the way of loving me was different from before.

In fact, love has always been around me, but I lack discovery, but I don't feel it with my heart. When I failed in the exam, your anger was to motivate me to study hard and get good grades in the next exam. Your nagging was to help me develop good living habits. Everything you do is out of love for me. Love is always by my side.

Love has always been in a composition of about 600 words. Everything in the world will change, but they have a heart that loves you and will never change.

Love is like spring, slowly sprouting, like summer, like fire, like autumn, mature and amiable, like winter, silently paying.

I have an ordinary family. I have ordinary parents, but they give me extraordinary love.

I still remember when I was a child, because I was timid, I slept with my mother every night. I took my mother's hand and fell asleep gradually.

But now, I can't feel such love anymore.

I don't think they will criticize me. When I relax, you always nag. I can't see your care and love for me at all.

When I failed in the exam, you were angry and annoyed. I saw no comfort, only heavy blows again and again.

Time flies, you and I have changed a lot. I am entering adolescence, and you are also entering menopause. Adolescence into menopause is really full of gunpowder.

I think your love for me is gradually disappearing, because I am not as lively, lovely and obedient as I was a child.

You are not as kind as you used to be.

But I gradually found that my idea was wrong, and your love for me remained unchanged and undiminished.

I don't know if you still remember, when I was rolling in bed with a stomachache that day, you were caring and attentive by my side, watching me fall asleep gradually. After a few days, my condition improved a lot and I saw your fatigue. Later, after listening to you talking to my dad, I realized that you didn't sleep last night. I was afraid that my pain would get worse and I sat next to me.

Usually, you are the first one to go to bed at home. I can't imagine that you have been taking care of me after a hard day. After several days of careful nursing and injection, my condition is getting better day by day. Soon, I entered the classroom again, watching me happily carrying my schoolbag to school every day. You laughed! This touched me, and then I felt pain for the little things around me, and slowly found that your love for me was still with me as before, and I never left, but the way of loving me was different from before.

In fact, love has always been around me, but I lack discovery, but I don't feel it with my heart. When I failed in the exam, your anger was to motivate me to study hard and get good grades in the next exam. Your nagging was to help me develop good living habits.

Everything you do is out of love for me.

Love is always by my side.

Love has always been in composition 600 Sometimes, I really doubt whether there is love between my parents.

I have never seen anything romantic happen between them.

For them, it is extravagant to say "I love you", and it is even more impossible to send flowers on Valentine's Day.

One day, my mother was sewing a quilt and I sat next to her.

"Mom, I have a question.

"Mother didn't look up, continue to sew the quilt.

"Is there love between you and dad?" I asked in a low voice like a mosquito

Mother stopped her work and looked up, her eyes full of surprise.

She didn't answer immediately, but buried her head and continued to sew the quilt.

I'm afraid my words hurt my mother and I don't know what to do.

But after a while, my mother said, "See the thread for sewing the quilt? It swims in and out of the quilt. Sometimes we see it exposed outside the quilt, but more often it is hidden inside the quilt.

This thread makes the quilt strong and durable. Although many times people can't see it, it does exist.

Love is like a thread.

"Mother, I didn't fully understand until the next spring.

At that time, my father suddenly became seriously ill, and my mother stayed with me in the hospital for a whole month.

After leaving the hospital and coming home, everyone seems to have just had a serious illness.

After coming back, my mother helps my father walk on the country road every morning.

Father also appears very gentle.

They seem to be the most harmonious couple in the world.

They blend in with the beautiful scenery on the roadside and form the most beautiful picture in the world.

The doctor said that my father would recover in two months.

But after two months, he still can't walk independently.

"Dad, how do you feel now?" I asked one day.

He whispered in my ear, "Actually, I like walking on a country road with your mother like this."

I like this life.

"From his eyes, I saw his deep love for his mother.

In the past, when I thought of love, I thought of flowers, gifts and sweet kisses.

But from then on, I know that life is like a quilt, and love is like a thread. Love is in the quilt, which makes life firm and warm.

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Write a composition on the topic "Love is always by my side". Love is always by my side, everywhere. When you fall, it is love that helps you up. When encountering setbacks, a warm word is love; When you hesitate, the arrow that guides you is love.

This kind of love is called friendship.

I spent five years with her, and she left an unforgettable impression on me.

Every part of her face is round, her chin is round, her nose is round, her eyes are round, and even her eyebrows are regularly bent down, like two arcs planned by a circle, which is really a small circle in a big circle.

You ask who she is. She is my good friend-Cui Yu.

Because the school is far from home, I ate a small dining table in grade 1-3, and Cui Yujia was downstairs, so we became inseparable friends. One afternoon, the teacher asked us to write one line for each new word after class. We both wrote slowly, so I came up with an idea: let's compete with each other to write faster and better, and Cui quickly agreed.

A minute passed, and we all finished writing. The final speed champion is me, and the beauty champion is her.

Cui Yu is an enthusiastic person. I remember I was ill on a Wednesday afternoon this semester, but my schoolbag was still in the classroom, so I couldn't do my homework. I was as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-I was in a hurry.

This reminds me of Cui Yu.

Just then, my phone rang. I picked up the phone, and a familiar voice came from inside: "Is it true? Your schoolbag is in my house. Tell your father to take it back in the second half of the year, okay? " "Thank you.

"I'm so touched that I don't know what to say. After a while, dad came back. He brought my schoolbag. When I opened it, a small piece of paper fell off. Ah, it's homework! How careful she is! Cui Yu reminds me of a famous saying: Friendship is two people under an umbrella and two pairs of bright eyes on the table.

Friendship is two little flowers in the ideal soil and two notes in the grand movement.

In the mud, a supporting hand, a fork in the road, a guiding arrow! A warm word when frustrated, an affirmative answer when confused! Thirsty, a glass of cold water, tired, a thunder! ...

Write a composition entitled "Love is always by my side". It turns out that love is always by my side and the lake is dressing for it. Red flowers bloom and green leaves set off; Birds are singing, crickets are accompanying; The new moon rises and the stars accompany it.

Love is all around us.

As long as you pay attention, you will find that we live in the care of people around us all the time.

One summer noon, the hot sun was scorching, and the hot air seemed to burn.

Heat, thirst and fatigue torment people.

I was bored and fell asleep on the sofa.

Just as I was sleeping soundly, someone knocked at the door outside the house and woke me up from my sleep.

I was full of unhappiness and blinked my sleepy eyes, too lazy to pay attention.

But the knock on the door still seems to be heard.

I rushed out of the door and shouted at the top of my lungs, "Who is it? What a nuisance! Also let people sleep! " "It's me, aunt Li next door.

"Gentle voice coming from the outside.

I was shocked and quickly opened the door and saw Aunt Li's profuse sweat running down her cheeks.

"I'm here to stop water, you go to prepare some water.

Oh, I disturbed your sleep! I'm sorry! Go to sleep! "Yi Li said with a smile.

"Li ... Aunt Li, come in and have a drink!" I stammered.

Aunt Li smiled again: "No, I haven't informed the others yet.

Goodbye! "Before I knew it, Aunt Li's back had already left, and she went to knock on another door.

Looking at her faltering back and thinking about my attitude just now, the feeling of self-blame not only welled up in my heart ... the night was getting dark and I couldn't sleep in bed for a long time. I remembered that scene.

Aunt Li's kind expression and gratified smile, like bundles of warm sunshine, warm my heart … ...

Warm love has been writing 800 words. It was early spring and the weather was as muddy as winter.

The white steam exhaled from my mouth quietly condenses into crystal cream on my eyelashes.

My father and I ran back and forth between home and remedial classes like two strangers.

Many nights, I will sit quietly in the back seat of my bike and gently hug my father's waist. His broad back sheltered me from the ruthless and sharp cold, so I leaned my head on his back and leaned down.

Occasionally, there will be luxury cars whizzing past us, honking their horns at will, the car stereo growling vulgar dance music at the top of its lungs, and the owner shouting out-of-tune songs, which are hard to hear, but hide the luxury that can't be covered.

And I can only ride my bike and walk alone with my father in the cold wind in early spring.

I watched the cold sweat on my father's head, and the heat in my throat dissipated in the night.

There is no luxury car comfort, no music pleasure, only smoke, cold, and dim street lights.

I hugged my father harder and tried to warm his cold body with my body temperature.

I complained in a low voice:' Why do I and my loved ones have no struggle in the wind and rain? "I suddenly found that my father rode a little slowly, and then I spit out this sentence in his chapped lips:" Silly girl, you still have your father.

"He said casually, I'm flattered.

I don't know if he remembers, it's the twenty-third day of our cold war. Twenty-three days later, he is still indifferent, but today he told me that he has been there.

Yes, my father's love is always there. I have him and his love every day. Why should I fantasize about a more perfect life all day? I choked up and held him tighter with my arm.

I always thought I had lost him forever, but it was not until that day that I realized that he was always there. Love is always there! Perhaps, I am too forgetful.

I forgot the warm milk my father sent me when I was reading at night. I forgot my father's expression of regret after every quarrel. I forgot that stupid dad who has been sheltering me from the wind and rain.

I remember, I remember everything-after his unrepentant explanation, I sincerely prayed that it was not too late for me to realize.

I always felt that something was missing, so I began to look for it stupidly.

After all the changes, I realized that my father was always there, and his love was always there, always there. ...

It turns out that love is always by my side. It turns out that love is always by my side, and the lake is dressing for it. Red flowers bloom and green leaves set off; Birds are singing, crickets are accompanying; The new moon is coming, accompanied by stars. Love is all around us. As long as you pay attention, you will find that we live in the care of people around us all the time. At noon in summer, the sun is scorching and the hot air is burning. Heat, thirst and fatigue torment people. I was bored lying on the sofa and fell asleep slowly. While I was sleeping soundly, I was outside the house. What a nuisance! And let people sleep! ""It's me, Aunt Li next door. " A gentle voice came from outside the door. I was shocked. I quickly opened the door and saw the sweat dripping down aunt Li's cheeks. "We will stop the water supply here. Go and prepare some water. Oh, I will disturb your sleep! I'm sorry! Go to sleep! "Aunt Li said with a smile, Aunt Li, come in for a drink! "I stammered. Aunt Li smiled again: "No, I haven't informed a few more. Goodbye! "Unconsciously, Aunt Li's back had already gone, and she knocked on another door. Looking at her staggering back, I was thinking about my attitude just now, and the feeling of regret not only came to my mind ... The night was getting deeper and deeper, and I couldn't sleep in bed for a long time, and that scene reappeared in front of my eyes. Aunt Li's kind expression and gratified smile, like bundles of warm sunshine, warmed my heart. ......

Love is always by my side, and someone is always watching me behind my back. There are always people in the distance who care about me; There is always a person who loves me without regrets and has devoted her life's energy.

I can feel ...-Inscription: Looking at the clock on the wall and watching the second hand beat second by second, my time at home is getting less and less ... Since I got home a month ago, that number has been shaking in front of my eyes ... There is no reason, just a few simple words-because you love me.

A month ago, my winter vacation began. As soon as I got home, you rushed out of the kitchen, hugged me, smiled like a child and kept holding my hand. "oh! I have been looking forward to it since last summer vacation. I've been looking forward to bringing my eldest grandson back for half a year. How's it going? You have lost weight again ... "In this way, you have been asking me about my school, looking at me while asking, and your eyes are still familiar with tenderness and kindness. "Oh, mom, come over for dinner first.

Mother interrupted grandma, and grandma just stood up. "Let's eat first, and have a look at this good meal grandma cooked for you."

"I looked at this sumptuous dinner table, and looked at my grandmother who was getting shorter and older, and her eyes were moist.

I was brought up by you because my mother went to Jinan for further study when I was just full moon.

In this way, I came to your arms when other children of the same age were still starving in their mother's arms.

A small spoon and a small bowl, you raised me to the second grade of primary school. I still like to let you feed me when I eat in the morning. Although a spoonful is slow, the food smells better.

It turns out that love is always by my side. 600-word composition

Speaking of "love", we are no strangers.

There are traces of love between teachers and students, between relatives, between neighbors and even between strangers.

Love is in a cup of fragrant milk in the morning; Love is in the bright and warm sunshine; Love is in the spring breeze in Hexi; Love is in the cordial greetings between people, in the smiling faces.

Love is all around us.

When it's cold, mom brings you a dress to put on, and your whole body warms up immediately. Is it clothes that keep you from the cold? No, it's more your mother's love that warms your heart.

Write typos when doing homework, and give an eraser and smile when sitting together.

I must be very happy in my heart, and I can write fluently and like a god.

Do clean exercise books and neat words make us happy? No, it's the love of classmates. Everyone's friendship gives us strength and makes us feel comfortable and full of learning.

When the exam results are handed out, they are not ideal. The teacher patted you on the shoulder to comfort you and encourage you.

Warm current welled up in my heart, and I was determined to study hard and live up to everyone and the teachers who worked hard to cultivate themselves.

This is the teacher's love. Teacher-student love makes you forge ahead, turn grief into strength and stand up bravely again.

There are still many people who are patient: poor Hong Zhanhui adopted a sister who is not related by blood, sent her to school and told her to be a human being.

Take good care of her.

I want to ask, who can adopt a little girl who has never met and is lonely at the table? This is both the virtue of the Chinese nation and the action of this family.

Love is all around us.

Flowers bloom because the sun gives them love; Willow sprouts because the rain and dew give it love; Peaches and plums bear fruit because Mother Earth gave them love. The crops are ripe because the farmer's uncle gave them love.

We feel sorry for the guardians outside.

Strange words, I don't think they are very strong.

But this flower the size of a grain of rice still tries to give off all the fragrance.

This fragrance is love for the world.

It has no reward, and it is even easy to forget.

It silently adds a color, a memory and a love to the world.

It is the embodiment of love.

True love asks for nothing in return.

As long as there is osmanthus in the world, there is love.

Every love is quiet.

Ordinary but noble.

Every love has noble silicon that can't be chemically analyzed.

Everyone gives a little love, and the world will be better.

May the sweet-scented osmanthus around us be more fragrant.

The original life is more fragrant.

May we all exude this intoxicating fragrance.

The world is full of love.

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Love is around. Love is all around us. "Gently lift your face and dry your tears for you. This heart will always belong to you. Tell me I'm not alone. Every time I hear this song, a beautiful picture will come to my mind. At noon in the hot sun, an old woman with gray temples and a dark blue cloth is coming slowly. She is carrying a big black bag. By the way, I wiped the sweat from my forehead. At this moment, three passing girls came along. One of them first took the big bag from the old woman. Maybe it's too heavy. She's all tilted. The other took away the grandmother's hand and made a gesture to help her. The last one blocked the sunshine on grandma's face with a sun umbrella in his hand and took out a piece of paper to gently wipe the sweat off her face. Maybe everything is too sudden. Grandma was stunned for a long time. Then she smiled gratefully at the kind little girl. At the same time, the three little girls also smiled sweetly. In this way, they walked unhurriedly in the hot sun. Thirdly, because of the little girl's enthusiasm and grandma's kindness, she told us that love is around us. As long as you observe carefully, you can easily find it. Every day, you visit the cleaner in front of our door. They traded their personal filth for the beauty and cleanliness of the whole street. And our most beloved teacher, in order to make every student feel equal care, has prepared some well-meaning small prizes to encourage those students who have made progress in their studies. These small prizes not only give some material help to the students who have difficulties at home, but also give them the motivation to move forward. Life is like a cup of tea. Only by savoring it carefully can we know its sweetness.

So as long as you carefully taste everything around you, you will find some bright spots.

Then you will know that love is around us.

Chapter 2: Love is all around us. Love is like a clear spring in the desert, nourishing your withered heart. Love is like a flower dotted on the ground, dotted with your life; Love is like a candle, illuminating your life.

There is love everywhere in life, as long as you pay attention everywhere.

There is a true story: there is a barefoot doctor in a mountain village. He has a son.

Doctors never tell lies, so his son takes what his father said as the truth.

Once, he took his son to the mountains to find better medicinal materials, which took a long time, so they brought a lot of things.

They stayed in the mountains for a long time, and one night it suddenly rained heavily, forming a mudslide and washing away all their things.

The compass was gone, but they didn't despair. The father encouraged his son to say, "The sun and stars will guide us.

"So they are hungry to eat some wild fruits and thirsty to drink some landscapes.

They passed another day.

But it never rains but it pours. I was bitten by a poisonous snake again that night.

The son is desperate.

Suddenly, the father saw a little white flower from his side and said to his son, "Take this little flower to the mountain to see a doctor and see my illness." I can support it for three hours. "

"So the son confidently went down the mountain to find a doctor.

But the doctor said: "impossible, this is just an ordinary flower, which can't solve snake venom."

"My son didn't believe me. He took the doctor up the mountain and found his father's body rotting.

The doctor looked at it and said, "He was poisoned by eye drops, and he can only live for 20 minutes at most. Your father lied to you.

"The son suddenly realized that his father was afraid that he didn't have the confidence to go out and lie, so he couldn't help crying.

Thus, lies can be full of love.

Be careful when you go out, put on more clothes and so on.

Nagging is also full of love.

"Children should be careful when crossing the road.

"This road is also full of love.

"Grandma, please sit down, I'm standing.

"The bus is also full of love.

As long as you pay attention to observation, then love is everywhere.

Chapter 3: Love is around us, just like the sunshine in spring, which brings us a little warmth. Love, like a tree in summer, gives us cool air; Love is like the fruit of autumn, which brings us the joy of harvest; Love, like a cup of hot coffee in winter, gives us the strength to move forward ... how warm and kind love is.

Because of love, the world has light, because of love, the world has warmth.

Because there is hope for those who love the world.

On May 12 14: 28, an earthquake of magnitude 8.0 occurred in Wenchuan County, Sichuan Province. This sudden earthquake devoured the lives of more than10 million people.

After hearing the tragic news, many people posted comments on the Internet. Sad words and horrible pictures make people cry.

The next day, people all over the world donated pocket money, and the hundred yuan accumulated more and more, and the love accumulated more and more.

On this day, the whole world is watching Wenchuan and giving them clothes, quilts and food. These exciting pictures have brought warmth and hope to the people in the disaster area.

Because we firmly believe that love is around.

Some unfortunate people have lost limbs and organs for some reason. In order to restore their self-confidence, people sent them love and warmth.

The state operates on these disabled people free of charge to help them gain self-esteem.

Because we firmly believe; Love is all around us.

65438+February 1 day is AIDS Day. On this day every year, the country will explain AIDS to people and keep them away from the disease. Of course, hospitals all over the world are trying their best to help these AIDS patients.

Let them recover as soon as possible .........................................................................................................................................................................

Because we firmly believe that love is around.

Love is everywhere; Love, strong and unyielding; Love depends on life and death ... firmly believe that love is around us.

Chapter 4: Love is by my side. Some people say that love is an expression of love. Parents' love is reflected in taking care of us in life, and teachers' love is reflected in teaching us in study and guiding us on the road of growth ... Maybe I can't tell what love is, but I know that love is sacred, broad, selfless and unrequited.

Everything is always changing, but love is the same.

I don't know if you have noticed, but love is everywhere around us. ...

Love is always there. Everything in the world will change, but they have a heart that loves you and will never change.

Love is like spring, slowly sprouting, like summer, like fire, like autumn, mature and amiable, like winter, silently paying.

I have an ordinary family. I have ordinary parents, but they give me extraordinary love.

I still remember when I was a child, because I was timid, I slept with my mother every night. I took my mother's hand and fell asleep gradually.

But now, I can't feel such love anymore.

I don't think they will criticize me. When I relax, you always nag. I can't see your care and love for me at all.

When I failed in the exam, you were angry and annoyed. I saw no comfort, only heavy blows again and again.

Time flies, you and I have changed a lot. I am entering adolescence, and you are also entering menopause. Adolescence into menopause is really full of gunpowder.

I think your love for me is gradually disappearing, because I am not as lively, lovely and obedient as I was a child.

You are not as kind as you used to be.

But I gradually found that my idea was wrong, and your love for me remained unchanged and undiminished.

I don't know if you still remember, when I was rolling in bed with a stomachache that day, you were caring and attentive by my side, watching me fall asleep gradually. After a few days, my condition improved a lot and I saw your fatigue. Later, after listening to you talking to my dad, I realized that you didn't sleep last night. I was afraid that my pain would get worse and I sat next to me.

Usually, you are the first one to go to bed at home. I can't imagine that you have been taking care of me after a hard day. After several days of careful nursing and injection, my condition is getting better day by day. Soon, I entered the classroom again, watching me happily carrying my schoolbag to school every day. You laughed! This touched me, and then I felt pain for the little things around me, and slowly found that your love for me was still with me as before, and I never left, but the way of loving me was different from before.

In fact, love has always been around me, but I lack discovery, but I don't feel it with my heart. When I failed in the exam, your anger was to motivate me to study hard and get good grades in the next exam. Your nagging was to help me develop good living habits.

Everything you do is out of love for me.

Love is always by my side.

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Please indicate the source? How to write the composition "Love is always there"? About 600 words.