? Actually, I'm a person who doesn't like staying at home very much. Usually I am very busy and tired at work. I almost think of schools, parents and students. Single, a person is very comfortable, and there is no big family trouble. I always want to go out for a walk on weekends or in my spare time, relax my mood, let my body and brain empty, divert my attention, and I will relax. It is precisely because of this special period that I feel the warm and delicate love in my life?
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? Well, I have been at home for almost twenty days. At first, I went out to buy some clothes and New Year's items, but later I had to stay at home. In those days when the epidemic was particularly serious, I almost looked at my mobile phone as soon as I woke up in the morning. The documents and notices requested by the school group were sent to the parents, who asked to see the solitaire. There is no solitaire to remind parents to read the documents to ensure that every parent reads solitaire. The filled-in forms are counted, filled in and reported one by one; Students in special areas (Hubei, Wenzhou and Taizhou) take special care of them and ask about the situation almost every few days. Of course, parents also understand and cooperate. A student has an epidemic table, even if he has a questionnaire, he should ask for information one by one. If there are any wrong revisions, please try to make sure that they are correct before filling in. I finished some tasks in Zhijiang Hui, and then I paid attention to my classmates' homework, punching in, reading, reciting, skipping rope, reporting health forms and so on. I hold my mobile phone almost all day, and the day and night pass so fast. The first time I took my mobile phone, my fingers ached, which was an experience I had never experienced before. But these tasks are also our jobs. Compared with those who are on the front line of the "Anti-Japanese War", we are actually not hard. This is for the sake of students and their safety and health. The health of every student and every family means the health of a class, the whole school and even more people. In fact, don't all our teachers and all of us do this? I just hope that the epidemic will pass quickly, and I believe everything will be fine!
? 65438+ 10 27, New Year's Day, it's your turn to be on duty. Because it is a special period, the restaurants outside the school are closed. When I got to school, it was still early, and the guard uncle said it was still early. A simple smile makes people feel very warm. I said my father sent me here, and he had to go to work later, so it was still early. After a few pleasantries, I signed my name on the duty book. I went to school once. I happened to meet him again when I walked to the big disc steps of the school. I casually asked, "Uncle, is there a restaurant open outside?" He said, "No, they are all closed now. There is no restaurant. " As if he knew what I was going to ask, he just said, "Have instant noodles with me for lunch." I quickly declined: "No, no, I brought something to eat." He said, it's okay again. Burn it and eat it while it's hot. "I declined with a smile and went upstairs. I think: in special times, what they can eat and save trouble should be instant noodles. One is that they are embarrassed, and the other is that they don't take food. After work in the afternoon, I went to the security room to sign my name. Seeing a simple induction cooker and a box of instant noodles, I was a little sad in an instant. I went home after saying goodbye to my uncle. I think: we may only be on duty for one day, and it's cold, but they stick to their posts almost every day. They are the only people who stick to their posts in the whole huge campus. A person should bear loneliness, manage the school well, and be ready for the visit of the leaders at any time. Suddenly I remembered a sentence: anyone deserves respect. Even a small doorman, but the whole security of our school really depends on them. You see, people in an ordinary post are so cute! Looking back now, a few simple greetings and fear that I have nothing to eat are still so warm.
? Motherly love is not good at words, but it is hidden in the dribs and drabs of life and hot eggs. Dad went to work these days and just got back after writing this article. It should be around 23:00, take off his work clothes, have dinner and talk to his mother for a while. Compared with us working at home, people who work outside are not bad. People should learn to care about each other and learn to be content. At home, my father and I are very busy. My mother takes care of us three times a day, and my sister reads medical books by herself. I hope she can contribute to the people's service in the future. Sometimes when I get up late in the morning, I will see that there are still hot steamed buns or meals in the pot, while my mother washes clothes on the balcony and always works like this. When I went to school on duty that time, I couldn't get a taxi at a special time. In order to avoid contact with too many people, I discussed it the night before. Anyway, my father will see me off at work the next day, but he has to get up early, get to school around 7: 30, and then go back to work. Mom said what to do for lunch. The restaurants are closed. I said I wasn't very hungry, so I brought oatmeal and fruit. So there is the above example. The next day, I got up early, about half past six. I heard the sound of the kitchen when I was washing in the toilet. After washing, my mother has steamed a lot of small earth eggs, steamed bread and bamboo shoots are still warm in the pot. My mother asked me to eat some. I lost my appetite so early. I didn't want to eat too much, so I ate a little. Immediately, my mother put some earth eggs in a fresh-keeping bag and said that the other bag was hot. Let me give it to dad. By this time, my father was almost ready and had gone downstairs to start the car in advance. Motherly love is always like this, without too many gorgeous words, but it is reflected in the dribs and drabs of life.
? Dad's love is sometimes overbearing and warm. On the road, the cold wind blows hard; There are few people in the street. Dad gave me a helmet and told me to put my bag at my feet. I don't want it. He added: I'm just afraid of getting dirty. I admit that although I am a little neat, I think this bag can be carried by myself and put on my lap conveniently, so I don't want to put it away, so I mumbled something to my father. But my father's words made me feel uncomfortable, just like a child's vanity, as if I wanted to be recognized by others. Actually, I really don't dislike it. Although almost every household has a car now, it is very slow to learn to drive by yourself, and the feeling of driving is terrible. I haven't bought a car for some reasons, but I really think the battery car will give me greater comfort, more space, and the wind can still stick to my father's back. This feeling seems to exist only when I was a child. On the way, my father kept asking me if I was cold. When I talk to him, he tells me not to talk, and the wind will pour into my mouth. When I was a child, I was afraid of sleeping, and I would pat me from time to time. I clung to my father's back, feeling deja vu, but I didn't seem as tough and straight as before. In fact, in recent years, I feel that my parents are getting older and older ... I went to the school gate, said goodbye to my father, entered the school, and he went back to work.
? After a day at school, it's afternoon, so don't worry. Let's take a bus. 10 A few minutes before returning to the duty sign, my father called me to ask what time I got off work. I said it would be quick. He said, "Don't go anywhere, I'll pick you up." I said I would take the bus. He said, "Don't run around at this special time. I get off work late. I will pick you up later. Don't walk around. " You see, no matter how big a child is, he will always be a child in the eyes of his parents. I said, "OK, hurry up." People who know how to slow down are always late. Hang up the phone, pack up and you can almost go. I go to the fruit shop outside the school to buy jackfruit. Wechat told my dad that I was waiting at the intersection, and my dad sent me a photo of the traffic light intersection, telling me where he was. I think: this is what we often say about safety. By the way, why don't you just take a photo and tell me where you are? It's authentic. Walking in the street, it is still cold and cheerless. Suddenly, the street lamp lit at the intersection has a trace of fireworks and yellow, which seems to add a little warmth to this special period. Under the street lamp, there is a little rain scattered, which seems to urge people on the road to go home early to see the scenery, and it seems to add some sad colors to this special period. The only two people on the road are also wearing masks and walking with their heads down. I didn't see my father when I came to the crossroads. It is always late again. It is raining. I am cold and hungry. Just wanted to call, my father called and said, "I'm at the school gate." Where are you? " I said I sent you WeChat. I will wait for you at the crossroads. The tone is a little unhappy. Dad didn't say anything. The moment I hung up, I actually regretted it. On such a cold day, dad should be anxious to look at his mobile phone. I still have some complaints. After a while, the familiar horn sounded. When I was in primary school, my father often came to pick me up. There were so many cars on the road at that time that I could tell the sound of my father's motorcycle. That's a long-lost familiar feeling in my heart! Dad arrived, and I seemed to want to relax: "I sent you a WeChat just now, saying to buy some fruit and wait at the intersection." He said he didn't see it. I said I thought you saw it. I waited for a long time, so I said it. It seems that I want my father to know that I didn't mean to say that just now. It seems that only in front of your parents, you make a mistake, even if you are in a mood with them, they will tolerate you unconditionally. Look, dad's love is like this. He loves you in his own way and wants to care about you. Sometimes he doesn't talk much because he knows everything about you!
? An interesting story about an old urchin. On the way, dad said he wanted to buy some garlic and sterilize it. I said let's go to the supermarket near Huangyangmei. Dad said he didn't know, so he was familiar with the supermarket in Wanda where he worked. Always said it was big and convenient, and finally discussed it and went to Wanda. Parked the car and went to the supermarket. We are still discussing the leadership of Hubei. I once held my father's hand. When I got to the supermarket, I pushed the car forward for a while. Dad said not to do this: be careful to bump into other places. It is also possible to fully show the child's nature in front of parents. When I arrived at the supermarket, I wanted to buy garlic, but I bought a lot of things at once. In this shopping, I also found my father's little secret-loving sweets.
? After choosing some things, my father said that he wanted to eat those crisp and sweet cookies, similar to wafer cookies. I went to look for it. He's still looking at the plate. Wait. I went to other areas and my dad called me. Haha, I feel like a child running around when I was a child. My parents looked everywhere, and now it's the other way around. I bought some snacks and saw my father still watching chocolate. Did he say it was delicious? I said, ah! You also like sweets, and you also choose the love box. Maybe everyone has such a girl's heart, hahahaha! I bought some snacks, such as beef and bread. I was surprised when I chose snacks. My father actually likes these snacks, and he also likes sweet and crisp snacks. He also said that which one was delicious was better than my sister's. As soon as I heard it was imported, I said, oh, oh, forget it. I said I would pay. Did he say that your money is not money? Ha ha ha, the child is a little old. Just like when I was a child, my parents took their children shopping, but now it's the other way around. He is like a child. In the meantime, I'm still laughing. Ah, you like this and that ... He's a little embarrassed. This is the first time that I think the big man in front of me also has the cute side of a child. Because I think these things seem to be children's favorite, and I don't like snacks and sweets very much. I feel like a person, just like I was born with wrinkles when I was a child. I just eat and sleep all day, and I'm almost old. So the older people get, the smaller they get, and it seems really reasonable to be younger.
? When I got home, my mother and sister were waiting for us to have no food. My father and I bought four pot helmets and gave them two. Dad talked with the villagers on duty at the entrance of the village, and I went upstairs. Soon my dad came up, and I was still telling my mom that my dad bought these, and there was a snack that I often ate with my sister. I took out the chocolate box of love and gave it to my mother, saying that it was given to you by my father, and I was still embarrassed. A big bag of snacks, love to eat, give you a step down. Hahaha, if we weren't at home, there might not be such a scene.
? Dad's love is silent and warm. When I sleep at night, the light switch in my room is far to the left of my bedside. Sometimes I am too tired, or I fall asleep somehow. When I woke up several times in the morning, my phone was turned off. My mother said that I forgot to turn off the light yesterday, so I smiled and said that I was too tired and forgot. Mom seemed to understand something and didn't continue to say anything. In fact, at night, dad pushed the door and came in to see if I was asleep. I felt something. He will tuck me in and sleep outside the bed. He will help me push it in. Actually, I'm awake. He will also help me to see if the data cable of my mobile phone is plugged in properly, and then walk to weighing scale and weigh it. hahaha. I actually know everything about these little tricks. Parents' love is sometimes like this. There is nothing earth-shattering, but every bit of daily life will take care of us in every possible way. I told my mother not to come into my room, and I was awakened. Especially these days, my father woke up early and would open the window to let me ventilate. I'll wake up soon. The wind is cold. In fact, I know I care about me, but I feel so big that I want a personal compliment. Now think about it and know that it is the love and care of parents, and understand them better.
Parents are always the strongest backing for their children. Whatever difficulties and setbacks they encounter, they encourage them and accompany them to grow up. My father is careful, patient and considerate, and my mother is diligent. Although they may not say something very reasonable, they all love me in their own way.
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? Indeed, I was deeply impressed by my father's love for life, his carefulness and thoughtfulness in his work, and his teaching of some principles of dealing with people. Now when you encounter something, tell yourself to sum up experience and lessons and keep positive energy! I want to marry a tall and handsome boy like my father in the future, but at least he will care about me, love me, be careful and understand me! Of course, everyone has shortcomings. Ha ha ha ha, I said all my wishes. My mother's diligence, carefulness and some aspects also affect me. It is said that children are the epitome of parents, and I am very lucky to meet you. Maybe China's parents are like this, not as open as abroad, but they have their own way of loving their children, but they always try to give us the best love when they are not good at words.
? Teachers' love for students, uncle's love for me and parents' love for me all have one thing in common: silence, but warmth. It is because of these loves that each of us will feel that the world is worth it. To love and be loved is never a single choice. Two-way love brings our hearts closer and our feelings deeper. It is because of this love that we feel warm!
? Influenced by people, I wrote two articles at once, and the feeling of something really passed at once. Writing it down will deepen my feelings for things, let my thoughts settle down in the dead of night, and feel that this moment is a dialogue with my heart. Think, then write; What you write is what you want to record, what you think, what you write by hand, essays and even records of your life. Recording the warmth in your life will also make your heart softer and warmer ~ Keep on cheering, calm down and listen to your inner voice ~