The first day of family composition 1 composition 5: the taste of family.
What's the smell of affection? After enjoying so much affection, it's a bit ridiculous if you don't know what affection is.
Family, like a cool bottle of thin water, is best enjoyed in summer. Last summer, my grandmother and I went to the hillside to pick wild flowers. I accidentally stepped on the air and fell, and my foot was bleeding. Grandma was busy picking a wild flower with hemostatic effect and rubbing it on my wound. After returning home, my grandmother disinfected and bandaged my wound and kept "supervising" me to prevent the wound from getting wet. I don't care at all that the wound is drugged. Grandma's care and patience are like a bottle of mint water, which cleanses the summer heat and the depression of injury.
Affection is a bowl of thick Chinese medicine. Its bitterness and bitterness always impress me. When I was in the third grade, my grades were not rough and I was proud. I thought I was a genius. Gradually, I began to be lazy and my grades slowly declined. Dad was so anxious that he began to check my homework every night. If he finds mistakes, he will punish me for redoing 10 times. I couldn't take it anymore, so I took it out on my mother. Dad found out and gave me a good beating. I was really cruel to him at that time. It was not until my grades went up again that I realized my father's painstaking efforts. Although this relationship is bitter, it makes me memorable!
Affection is a glass of milk, sweet and tireless, and it can be called the best drink. My mother had to work overtime at that Guoxing Festival, so she couldn't take me to play. For this reason, my mother and I were sulking for several days. My listless appearance makes my mother heartache. Finally, she asked the leader for leave. To this end, my mother lost the generous overtime pay for Guoxing Festival. All this is just to satisfy my children's wishes. Mom's colleagues all say that mom has no brains and making money is the most important thing. But my mother knows that I study hard at ordinary times, and finally I hope to have a Guoxing Festival. She can't bear to ruin my happiness. This sweet love is the best taste of my childhood!
I haven't been in Beijing for the Spring Festival since I was a child. Every year, I either go back to my grandmother's house to get lucky money, or go back to her house to eat, drink and have fun with Doby dogs. When I am free, I will visit the Ditan Temple of Heaven more often-even the temple fair after the Chinese New Year. I can't go back to my hometown this year for various reasons, but I feel more secure. At least I can feel the smell of my home!
After the winter vacation, winter vacation homework wanted to be crushed to death. Basically, I live a life of 4. 1 minute between games, homework, eating and sleeping. One day on the way home, the taxi driver suddenly said, "Hey, today is the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month. Why hasn't the firecracker seller come out yet? " I was playing with my mobile phone, and it suddenly occurred to me that he was right. When I was a child, I didn't talk about Chinese New Year. I hope there are several firecracker sellers at the intersection of every street. This year is a good year. It took me a long time to remember that there was one at the door of Tianfengli. The management system is getting stricter and stricter. Although the weather has improved, the taste of the year has faded a lot.
Back home, grandma came. "I know you can't go back this year. I brought you and your mother your favorite rice cake." As she spoke, she took out a big bag of rice cakes from the full bag. "Hey, mom, you can bring it. Why do you bring so much? " Dad stopped grandma from letting her go. "Oh, if they like it, they will eat more. The good rice I bought this year is delicious and not sticky. " On balance, it is really not light at all. Looking at grandma's bent back year after year, I suddenly remembered the photo taken with grandma when I was born on the desk. At that time, grandma's health was not so bad, her white hair was not so much, and her wrinkles were not so deep. She lost a vitality and got a peace for the old man. She didn't have the vigorous pace when she was young, but she still took the train to her daughter's house for several hours, just to bring her daughter and granddaughter a pack of freshly made rice cakes and ask her granddaughter about her grades. She is old, but the blood of Unicom family still supports her selfless love for her children.
The merchants who bought firecrackers have disappeared, and the prosperous taste of the year has faded, but the family ties are still strong in my heart. Even in the Spring Festival without red firecrackers and colorful lanterns, it tightly wraps your heart and brings you warmth in winter.
Time is like the tide, gradually diluting many past events. Only that time, I remember it clearly. ...
It was a sultry summer vacation. Because I was still a clingy kid like maltose, and because my parents had to work, I was sent back to my hometown in the country to be taken care of by my grandmother, saying that I would come back to pick me up in a week.
I remember that week, I played crazy with my friends: catching bugs in the fields and touching loach in the river. In addition, I have done a lot of "good things". First, I released my aunt's chicken, and then I killed my uncle's chicken ... Maybe because everyone loved me and didn't hold me accountable.
A week has finally passed, but my parents haven't come to pick me up yet. I called them several times, and they all said that they were busy at work and couldn't pick me up at the moment. They told me to listen to my grandparents and come back in a few days. Finally, on a phone call, I shouted, "Is work important or am I important?" Then I hung up angrily. That night, I was still sulking and hung up an independent house number. For the first time, I didn't sleep with my grandparents, but curled up in a quilt, holding a pillow and silently dripping tears. "Damn parents, do you really not love me?" I don't know how long it took, but I fell asleep on the wet pillow.
Woke up the next day, it was already dawn. After getting up, I wiped my face with a towel and didn't eat breakfast. I'm going to open the door and go out "crazy". Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, the phrase "Happy Birthday Baby" startled me! Looking at the fireworks scattered on the ground and my parents standing on both sides, my tears suddenly rolled down. I threw myself into my mother's arms: "Mom, I miss you so much!" " "For a long time, there was a loud thunder in my ear:" Smelly boy, don't hug me either. It's rude not to see me for a few days! " "Looking at my father's seemingly angry and jealous appearance, even my grandparents couldn't help laughing. Don't talk about me.
Later, after my father's explanation, I realized that my grandfather told my parents about my happiness and anger last night. My parents are really busy at work, but they haven't forgotten that today is my birthday. They drove back to see me early in the morning with the cake they bought last night. ...
Cherish the happy time now and cherish the selfless love of parents! Family members will never be laid off!
Flowers bloom and fall, year after year, life is always full of sadness and happiness. Four seasons alternate, everything changes, and I am one year older. Now I study hard and am healthy, but there is always a lingering sadness in my heart.
When my classmates complained about their mother in front of me, the sadness that emerged in their hearts could not be expressed in words. If time can go back, I will cherish every minute with my mother. Mom in the sky, are you okay? My daughter misses you very much and dreams of your kind face and gentle smile at night.
In a blink of an eye, Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, and I'm going to visit my mother at your grave again. I remember a song that sang: "The stars in the sky don't talk, the dolls on the ground miss their mother, and they think of their mother's words every night, tears for you." Mom, can you see me in the sky? Do you know how much your daughter regrets not being with you at the last minute?
I remember the day you left, the weather was very humid and sultry. After a long illness in bed, you asked me to fetch water to wash your feet. But then my neighbor's sister came to me and asked me to go shopping with her. I get excited at the thought of going out shopping. I will say to you: mom, I went out to play, and I will wash it for you at night. So, I slipped away without looking at you who was seriously ill. When I got home at night, I found many adults in the village at my door. Grandma came out and said sadly, Xiaoli, go and see your mother for the last time. At that time, my head was blank and tears of regret flowed out. Dear mom! How can you leave your daughter like this?
People often say: life and death, life and death, life and death can not be decided! Mom, your leaving is a pain in my heart forever. I don't cherish the days with you. Do you blame your daughter for not fulfilling your wish when she died? Will you forgive me?
Mom, after you left, grandpa, grandma and dad were very kind to me. They worked day and night for their lives and built a happy home for me with hard work and sweat. I will cherish and cherish this feeling and honor them well. In the years to come, I will definitely redouble my efforts to live up to your expectations and become a useful person to society in the future.
Day 1: Wu
Love, the first day of writing, 5. Affectionate, lurking in the soul. Infinite love, rippling heart. What is the greatest and warmest thing in the world? That must be family.
Affection is a kind of hope, which will spur you when you succeed; It will give you unlimited encouragement when you fail; Affection is also a kind of warmth. There is always a saying around you-go home and say, "Come and have a glass of water and have a rest." Rippling in my ear. Maybe you are used to it and don't care. But have you ever thought that such a sentence contains parents' infinite love for you?
The person who said this is not a person with much ability, but your parents and your relatives. You should cherish my love. Give them such love.
Family ties in the world are extremely precious. Be kind to every feeling, every love and everyone.
Affection is the warmest word in the world. In the process of growing up for more than ten years, I realized the significance of family ties and made clear the family ties in my heart.
In my mind, affection should be "reckless". I remember one time my mother was accidentally hit by a car door and hit her head. The news reached home and there was silence. A thunderbolt from the sky is not enough to describe it. Everyone rushed out. My uncle ran to the scene with 180 Jin's weight on his back and picked up 160 Jin's mother. She went to the hospital by plane, but the doctor was very leisurely, and her uncle was flushed. At this point, there is no reason, because of affection, no consideration, because of affection, and my uncle fell in bed without himself, because of affection, the power of affection is endless.
The good feeling in my heart should be "there are cracks and fits." Every family has its own problems, and it is inevitable that there will be quarrels between relatives. Once, grandparents ignored each other, but we couldn't interrupt. At night, when eating, they don't talk to each other. However, when there is only a little food on the plate, they give way to each other, and this affection should be priceless. No matter how big the matter is, because affection is priceless, it can dilute everything, and affection is valuable enough to offset all disputes and replace everything.
The affection in my heart is reunion. How can a big family be separated? Whenever the Chinese New Year, it is snowing heavily outside, and when the cold wind blows, the branches suddenly stand upright in the cold wind. Our family get together to form a warm current of love and resist the cold wind. Why is it cold again? Shouldn't parents get together like this? It is because of reunion that family ties will be strengthened day by day! Family reunion is the warmest.
Family is the greatest strength, the most precious wealth and the warmest stove in my heart. Family is irreplaceable in my heart, it can replace everything. My family occupies my heart, and so does my family.
In the afternoon, the sun lounged on a messy pile of books on the table through the window. In front of the desk, I just thought about it, staring blankly at the time passing by, but I was firmly locked by endless practice and almost collapsed.
My mother who is mopping the floor seems to think that I can't stand this endless work, so she gently said, "Daughter, take a rest."
"Wait a minute." I don't look up, but I still won't put down my pen.
"Hey, why don't you go downstairs with your mother, look at the green and relax your eyes." My mother never gave up and persistently advised.
I couldn't help raising my voice: "Do you think I have time to accompany you? There are still many exercises to do. Let's talk about it next time. "
There was silence.
I can't help looking up. My mother is still by my side, casually dragging this small piece of floor in front of me, her hands kept swinging, but her steps stopped. She just stood there, as if thinking that the floor would never be dragged. I tried to shout softly, "Mom-"
Mother stood up straight in a trance and answered later. At that moment, I seemed to see the loss accumulated in the corner of her eye, and a faint sadness flashed in my eyes. I looked at her, she looked at the distance, and Xiaobai touched her messy hair.
My memory:
At that time, I was in my childhood, curious about new things, and always liked to run aimlessly in the street, never afraid of getting lost, because my mother accompanied me to walk slowly. She watched me return to nature like a bird and cheered and smiled at me.
It's as sweet as putting a piece of sugar in it. Even if I fall, she will help me up, and the music will slowly soothe my wounds. Maybe there will be a little anxiety or blame in the smile, but it is still so bright and soft, and no matter how big the pain is, it will turn into nothingness and melt into deep love.
When was it? I began to think that my mother was stubborn and even unreasonable. As a result, the quarrel inevitably began, and a little thing may become the fuse of the contradiction between mother and daughter. Coupled with the increasingly heavy homework, I refused my mother's request to let me go with her again and again because I didn't have time. Walking with my mother seems to have faded out of my mind, submerged by trivial dust and gravel, plunged into an invisible whirlpool and disappeared. ...
I suddenly felt a heavy cloud on my chest. Little by little, the raindrops gradually wet my heart, and I was slightly sad. It's not that smell that pulls me, so the tip of my nose feels sour. I blinked my slightly moist eyes, and was surprised to find that there were many nicks on my mother's original smooth forehead, which were the traces left by the old man in an extremely fair but ruthless time. It silently reminds me of an unchangeable fact: my mother's once beautiful face is no longer rosy, and she is old. I remember saying, "Mom, I don't want you to be old." "Mom, don't worry, I will help you when you need me." Liar. You are lying. I scold myself in my mind.
There was silence.
I tried to calm down and said, "Mom, let's go downstairs for a walk." My mother waited for a while and looked at me quietly. Her eyes immediately lit up, but she still said softly, "Won't it affect your problem?"
I shook my head hard and gently held her hand. For an instant, I seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming. The wind pulls the lights, stops and stops outside the window, and time blooms. There is a figure standing under the blue sky and in the sun, as if to say: what you gave me, I will pay you back. But the love you gave me crossed the plane of another time and space. I just want to walk with you and slowly express my love for you.
Mom, this time, I'll walk slowly with you!
I can't remember how many times I walked in the dark. In the past, late at night always brought me a feeling of sadness, but today, when I walk in the dark night, I can't help feeling warm. I began to reflect on why, on earth, the same night has a completely different feeling.
Looking back carefully, it seems that there was only a small figure that night, but today's night is no longer lonely at that time, all because the inseparable family melted the coolness brought by the night.
Family ties, no matter what, can't be cut off. Isn't that what the old saying "it hurts the muscles and bones" means?
I hope the world will be kind to family members, honor parents, respect the old and love the young, and be a principled person.
The most beautiful voice in the world is the call of a distant mother to her child; The biggest mountain in the world is a statue of my father. ...
That year, he changed from a baby to a teenager, and he changed from a small grain of sand to a small hill. Then 10 month pregnant, endured the pain of childbirth with longing and expectation. And he survived the long wait in October, panting at the door of the delivery room, and finally waited for the birth of life. When he and she looked at the new family members together, they made up their minds to treat him as a treasure in their hands and care for his growth with heart and affection.
Since his appearance, women have gradually become tireless mothers, while men have changed from a hill to a mountain like Mount Everest. When he learned to speak, he became his mother's "pistachio" and his father's "little brother"; When he likes playing computer, he no longer wants to talk to his mother. He seldom plays with his father who comes home from hard work at night, and they realize that they are getting farther and farther away from him.
Because I don't know what he really thinks, I will get to know him from my classmates or teachers. When he becomes famous on the blacklist, he can't help cursing him, forbidding him to play every day, and forbidding him to play computer every day on holidays. So he felt more and more that they didn't understand him. He began to constantly refute what they said, and sometimes even secretly played with his mobile phone in the toilet. They don't know what's wrong.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with parents, but they love their children too much and sometimes they always love their children in the wrong way.
As children grow up, their desire for independence becomes stronger and stronger. Maybe sometimes they just need their parents to give them a "free space".
Family, in the eyes of children, the most important thing is parents. There should be not only love in the family, but also understanding and tolerance.
Affection is a kind of feeling that accompanies us to grow up. We will cherish this feeling and let it never "expire".
I swear!
I will study hard and stop playing computer every day during the holidays!
Mortgagor: xxx