Big love
Love in life is varied, including love, friendship and pity? Various forms of friendship. But I think the greatest thing should be family. In any case, only family is the most inseparable, because it is a bone-breaking relationship. Family ties are often more reliable than other friendships. No matter how unhappy we are, our parents always appear at our side for the first time. That kind of love is incomparable in any form in the world, because it is strong, selfless and willing to pay for free.
Affection is the most common, because everyone has it. There is a lyric that sings very well, right? Children with mothers are like treasures, and children without mothers are like grass? . Affection is the kind of care that is afraid to melt in the mouth and fall into the hands. Mother's education and care for us are unmatched by anyone. Children with parental education are always more polite than children from single-parent families. When we grow up, we leave our hometown to work, and it is always our mother who cares most about us. Our children are worried that our parents care about us far more than we give them back.
Affection is also the greatest. In an earthquake in Wenchuan, Sichuan, a mother thought of saving her son's life at the last minute. At the moment when the house collapsed, she chose to roll up and rely on her son to support herself. When rescuers rescued him, his mother was dead and his son was still sleeping under his mother's body. He seems to have no idea what is happening in the world, and he sleeps so peacefully. All the people present were in tears. Not only does human beings have such great love, but the affection between animals is also very touching. On the busy road, one puppy is licking another injured puppy. It completely forgot the dangers around it and chose to accompany the injured partner.
Affection is still the most selfless, affection is to pay silently, without asking for anything in return. Filial piety is the most important thing in the 5,000-year culture of the Chinese nation. Filial piety comes first, and those who know how to be grateful are people with conscience. Li, a 12-year-old girl, should have grown up under the care of her parents, but her father was seriously ill and bedridden, so she could only accompany her at school. In life, she is obviously much more mature than other children of the same age. She always smiles and never laments the injustice of fate. I have never complained to my father. Every time I am around my father, I tell him happy things to make him happy. This is what many people can't do.
We should learn from this good tradition and carry forward this civilized concept of respecting the elderly and caring for the young. No dutiful son in bed for a long time? This sentence became empty talk. Learn the spirit of the crow feeding back and the lamb kneeling at the breast, and fully realize the great love of the human family.
love
Who says there is no love in the world? Look, the mother gently holds the child in her hand and puts him to sleep; The old man helped the old woman to go for a walk in the park, recalling the warm days in the past; Young people bring vegetables home to their elderly mothers? . Aren't these love? Love happens not only between relatives, but also between strangers.
At noon, I go to school by bike. Today, the sun is not very fierce, I don't have an umbrella, and the speed of cycling is not very fast. I came to a Ma Lukou humming a tune. I look around. No car. So I crossed the road, just two meters later, and I heard the edge? DuDu? The horn sounded and I was hit by a motorcycle before I turned around. I lost my balance and lay alone on the road. Before I stood up, I heard someone calling me and saying, See if you are all right. So I stood up and touched it. Nothing, just my hands are red. I turned around and she walked to the motorcycle. I don't know what she said to him. The owner of the motorcycle came up to me slowly and then asked me in a low voice with its rich voice. Really? Yes "
I replied in a low voice:? It's nothing. ? Seeing that I was afraid to say anything, that aunt kindly asked me: Are you really all right? I nodded my head.
Then I hurried to school without even saying thank you. On the way, I have been blaming myself for being so rude. I should thank others for helping me! I'm so useless!
In the afternoon, I came home after the exam. My mother asked me in a hurry: were you hit by a car at noon? Were you injured? Did you have a headache? I was shocked by my mother's series of questions. I quickly asked my mother: How do you know?
She said:? I heard my aunt downstairs. Tell me if you are hurt.
? I'm not hurt. I just rubbed my hands red. ? My mother took my hand and looked at it carefully, then said, Are you sure you're okay? Jump over and have a look? I just jumped a few times and smiled and said, look, it's okay! ? Mom said sullenly:? Seeing that you are still smiling, I have been worried all afternoon and my heart is pounding. I heard that you flew out alone, so I called you about the plane. ? I suddenly had a lot of thoughts and mixed feelings. My mother cares about me so much and loves me so much!
Then my mother told me to be careful in the future and call her or dad if anything happens.
It's time for school again. I opened the car door and said goodbye to my mother. My mother told me: Be careful on the road and ride slowly! "? I see. ?
Who says society is heartless and selfish? This is love, and love is experienced with heart.
That love
When love appears on the earth and blows away sad memories, I think it should be you.
Cold wind and cold heart suddenly wandering across the road? . Cold tears slowly rolled down my cheeks, and I finally fell helpless. Then what? Strong? The line of defense in my heart was broken, and I laughed at myself: cowardly me? ! Tears can't stop flowing I held my head high proudly, trying to maintain my last bit of self-esteem. In the misty eyes, I vaguely saw a familiar figure running towards this side. I turned my head angrily and hid in the corner. Eager eyes reflected in my eyes, but I put my eyes aside. It's dad. The continuous running makes his face sweat. Did you find it? He grasped his father's hand tightly, but his father shook his head helplessly. Her arms began to tremble slightly, and her sobs became weaker and stronger. Come on, my daughter, I know, she's just a little grumpy. Shall we go to his classmate's house again? . ? Oh, oh, right, right, classmate's house? The footsteps are drifting away, but I have a lot of thoughts. ? Daughter, I know my daughter's words have been lingering in my ears. I kicked the stone under my feet bored, but my heart drifted away with the stone? .
? Why don't you leave me alone? What about you? . You don't want us to handle it. Who should be in charge? Now that you are a student, do whatever you have to do. What do you care? We're doing it for your own good, too, okay? Who wants you to do me good, flatter yourself! Huh? Dad? A loud slap in the face, I smiled and wiped the blood from my mouth. You really love me, don't you, mom? ? No? Listen to me? I'm not interested! ?
The horn of the car brought me back to reality, only to find that my eyes were full of tears, or that street, across the street. ? Son, go home. ? She opened her hands, but she couldn't help shivering. Is she nervous? I ran to her and hugged him, but I couldn't help but find that his black hair was mixed with some white hair. Looking at her weak shoulders, I burst into tears and couldn't help kneeling down. Mom, I'm sorry. I was wrong, okay? Say, waving hands face to face. ? No, son, you're not wrong. None of us are wrong. Life is to understand the true meaning through mistakes. Remember, son, mom and dad love you forever? I snuggled up to her chest? Mom, I'm going home. I'm starving?
When it's over, dad will joke? Will you run again? Next time you run, you won't find it. Say that finish, I still don't forget to spit out my tongue. My mother took the words: life is to hone everything in the wind and rain, including sincere affection. Beauty in storms is the most beautiful? . I'm holding mom? Mom, you are so cultured! ?
When love came back to the world and blew away the sad memories, I thought, is it really you?
Details of love
The most poetic and exciting thing in nature is love. These great and deep loves are often revealed in an instant.
In the early spring, I walked by the roadside and looked at the green belt on the roadside casually. Green leaves are lush and new leaves are clustered. This is a good time for everything to grow. Looking at the small buds on the green leaves, green and yellow, they are all thriving and full of vitality, and I can't help but sigh the beauty of nature. But I can't help thinking that this new green bud is held up by the thick green leaves below, which is the instinct of trees to survive. In a more humane way, isn't this also the infinite concern of mature green leaves for future generations? Throughout the year, I recall all kinds of leaves, from germination to defoliation, which all reflect a kind of great love. This kind of love is reflected in the birth of new buds, the resignation of old leaves and the selfless dedication of fallen leaves when they return to their roots. In the early morning of early spring, I was moved by the details of Ye Zi's love.
Walking on the way home, my heart is full of joy. Change your shoes when you enter the door. You can take them anywhere you like. Just entering the living room, I smelled delicious rice and my appetite was wide open. I just got home and the meal was just cooked. After washing my hands, I rushed to the kitchen to get my own and my mother's rice bowls, so I had to dislike my father with both hands. Sitting at the table with a rice bowl in her arms, holding chopsticks in her mother's hand. The first thing to do when you sit down is to put a piece of sweet potato in the bowl and wolf it down when it is cold. This is a habit in our family, because I especially like eating sweet potatoes. Before cooking, my mother always puts one or two sweet potatoes into the rice cooker to steam together. When the meal is ready, the sweet potato will be cooked. Looking at my food, my mother said angrily and funny, this is the last one in the family, and there is no more on the market. Take your time! ? I promised to say:? Not afraid! There are dried sweet potatoes anyway. ? Mom laughs, and I laugh. I remembered the details I found before and told my mother. My mother didn't have an epiphany or an epiphany as I expected, just said with a little emotion. That is, there is no mother in the world who doesn't think about her younger generation. Even if it is a small thing, I will do my best for my children. I felt a slight quiver in my heart. I didn't associate love between leaves with maternal love before, but after listening to my mother's words, I really thought about it. From the moment I entered the door, what I used or ate did not contain the details of love? Looking back on my every move this morning, I inadvertently glanced at the flowers and trees on the roadside. Didn't it reflect my simplest love for nature?
It turned out that what moved me was not only the philosophy I didn't consciously understand, but also the noblest and greatest love in the world. Life is full of love details all the time.
Love, silence
From childhood to adulthood, we are learning a lot.
When I was a child, my grandparents asked me to be filial to my parents when I grew up, and my teacher asked me to be filial to my parents, but I was puzzled. Why should I be filial to my parents? Do my parents still need our care? It was not until one day that I really understood.
At that time, I was in the fifth grade of primary school, and there was a lot of homework at that time. There was as much homework as usual that night. After I finished my duty, I ran home quickly, put away my schoolbag and did my homework at once. It's time for dinner. My mother carefully brought me the rice and said, eat your rice. Learning is very important, but so is your health. Don't worry, mom will accompany you with your homework and make you a glass of milk later. ? Hearing these words, I felt a pang of sadness in my heart. I suddenly wanted to cry, but I held back and just ate silently. Tick-tock, tick-tock time flies. At ten o'clock in the evening, I was still worried about borrowing two questions. My mother came up to me and said with a smile. Go to sleep, mom will help you think. ? In this way, I fell asleep and time was passing. At two o'clock in the morning, the light in the study was still on. I think, mom? I ran into the study and saw my mother asleep at her desk. Maybe I woke her up, and my mother woke up at this time and said to me, I figured it out for you. ? Mom, don't say anything. You stayed up for me. You must work tomorrow. ? I couldn't help crying and vowed to be filial to my mother.
The next morning, I got up early and cooked two bowls of noodles in the kitchen, one with poached eggs on it and the other without. I carefully put them on the table to wake up my mother for breakfast. Mom saw me cooking breakfast for her, and her face was full of smiles. I asked her to choose, and she chose the bowl of noodles without eggs. My mother will be surprised when I smile at myself. We eat very slowly. After a while, my mother saw two poached eggs at the bottom of the bowl. She asked. This is mom, and this is for you. I knew you would definitely give me a bowl of eggs, so I played a little smart. ? What I said made my mother cry. She said, Son, you have grown up. ? I touched my head and smiled.
It was then that I learned what is the love of parents and what is the filial piety of children.
Since then, every time I celebrate my birthday, I will think of my parents. Because of them, I will have the opportunity to enjoy the happiness brought by this colorful world. They gave me life and meticulous care. Whenever we are happy, our parents are happier than us; Whenever we are sad, our parents are more sad than we are. What reason do we have not to thank our parents and repay them?
In ancient times, people often said, to be a man, we must do good things first; The second is to be filial. Although I am not a philanthropist, I can be filial to my parents.