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I like my parents' composition.
In study, work or life, everyone will often come into contact with composition. Composition is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise language that one can understand to a developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is a composition given to you by my parents who love me. Welcome to learn from it. I hope it helps you.

I love my parents 1 Parents' love for their children is the greatest love in the world and the most selfless love. So are my parents. My father always encourages me and helps me with my studies. In life, my mother takes good care of me.

Dad is my mentor and friend in my studies. I have a question that I don't understand. He didn't tell me the answer directly, but explained the method of the problem to me and let me use my head to solve it. I remember once when I was doing my homework, I gave an extended question. If you can't write it, call my father to teach me. My father looked at the question and said, "This question is not very difficult. You should be able to do it." But I was in a hurry to finish my homework without thinking, so I begged my father to tell me that my father said it was okay and I had to do it myself. I couldn't beat my father, so I had to think for myself and finally came up with the answer. I showed it to my father, who said happily, "How about this question? Not difficult. The key is to have the determination not to be afraid of difficulties. " This is my father's love for me. Although powerful, it is helpful to my study.

My mother is different. Mother's love for me is meticulous. She cooks and washes clothes for me every day. At school, I always take pains to remind me to walk carefully, don't run around and take the sidewalk. Once I went out to play, I broke out in a sweat and was blown by the cool wind. I had a fever at midnight. My mother stayed up all night. She took her temperature for a while and put it on warm water for a while. In the morning, her temperature finally dropped. I said I was hungry, and my mother quickly cooked for me without rest.

These are my parents. They love me, and I love them!

I love my parents. My parents' love flows into my mind like a trickle. Parents' love is like a bright lamp, shining in my red heart; Parents' love is like handfuls of big flower umbrellas, sheltering me from the wind and rain; My parents' love, like a dress, gives me a lot of warmth.

I had a good time with your son once, but a few days later, a sudden infectious disease made my parents very anxious. The thing is this: that night, after I took a shower, my mother touched my chin. After she touched it, she always felt something was wrong. Mom said to dad, "Yafei's chin is a little bulging here, like a ball." Dad frowned and said, "What should I do?" I thought to myself: isn't the chin as big as a marble? What's the fuss? At this time, my mother showed a very anxious expression on her face, and so did my father.

After a while, my parents took me to the hospital.

But as soon as I went out, it began to rain cats and dogs. My parents took me to the hospital with a big umbrella.

When we arrived at the hospital, my father told the doctor about my illness, and the doctor told me to open my mouth and say "Ah". The doctor touched the "small marble" under my chin and said to his parents, "She has an infectious disease and had better rest for a week." I thought uneasily: mom, I didn't eat snacks. How can I get an infectious disease? So my parents asked me to take it to the hospital for an intravenous drip.

After a week of intravenous drip, my illness recovered and I have never had an infectious disease again.

Another time, it was snowing all over the sky, and we came home from school. I stood at the gate, too cold to walk, and the cold wind blew me, and I shivered.

Later, when my parents came to school, my father brought me a bottle of hot water and my mother brought me a sweater and a scarf. I'm not cold. I'm super cool But mom and dad wear very little. I'm afraid they will get sick.

Dad, mom, you are the best parents in the world!

I love my parents' love, do you understand? What is the love of parents? As a child, it is the most understandable, because all parents in the world don't love their children, so children understand their parents' love best.

As the saying goes, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, so it is not a good boy to say that his parents don't love him. Parents treat their children like this, making them feel that their parents don't love them, but how can parents not love you when they give birth to you? They give you a pair of eyes to see the colorful world; Give you a heart full of blood and let you love the world; Give you hands and feet; Let you touch the world and travel around the world. They gave you life. Isn't that love? If this is not love, then what is love? Is it love to eat big fish and meat and drink spicy food every day? Wrong, this is all wet. Parents' love can be anything, but it can't be this kind of love that is not love. This is a kind of love. This is a shameful love. If you eat like this every day, your parents will be spent even if they have Jinshan Yinshan. Parental love is definitely not that simple. Everyone is willing to give everything and even the love of life for their children.

Parents' love is ever-changing and can never be summarized in words. This kind of love is the love of parents, the great love, and the love that everyone has had.

Parents' pains for their children are often misunderstood by their children. However, the love of parents is absolutely not afraid. When I was a child, I thought it was a kind of pain. I didn't know until I grew up that mom and dad were so great. Nothing can stop the love of parents, even the temptation of money is useless at this time. By the way, do you know what supports a city? Yes, it is the love of parents. Cherish the love of parents!

I love my parents. Composition 4 20xx has gone quietly, but 20xx has also come quietly. Many changes have taken place in the past year, but only parents' love for us is eternal.

Some people say, "The most beautiful thing in the world is the mother, and the greatest thing in the world is the father." Yes, they are like a big umbrella, sheltering us from the wind and rain. When we are tired, we have no regrets.

In normal life, my mother always nags, and sometimes she takes the trouble to say a word or two more. In my mother's life, nagging has become a commonplace, and it can even be said to be a profession. But behind the nagging, there is a kind of care from my mother. For example, "son, cover yourself with a quilt at night to avoid catching cold" and so on. These simple and sincere words undoubtedly show my mother's love for me. Writer Gong said: "Motherly love is wider than the sea and higher than the mountains. A mother will always be a big umbrella to shelter her children from the wind and rain; Motherly love is always the warmth that children give when they need it most. A mother's love for her children will only be expressed by actions, and no matter how much she pays for her children, she will not say it. " Therefore, the most beautiful thing in the world is the mother.

My father took good care of me. He always supports me, helps me and cares about me with silent efforts. Father's love is like the ocean. The surface is calm, but under the sea, there are undercurrents and rough waves. The undercurrent vortex of the reef is just like the care and expectation that my father gave us. The song "Father" in the album "Street Angel" sings the same thing: unconsciously, your temples show white hair, and quietly, wrinkles are added to your eyes. My old father, my favorite person, there is something very sweet in the world, and you only taste three points ... life is three points bitter, but you hold ten points. Father's love for us is so silently paid.

20xx left quietly, but 20xx came quietly. One year passed so pale, but the love of parents never stopped. On the occasion of the Spring Festival, I extend my most sincere wishes to my parents and say, "Mom and Dad, thank you ..."

I love my parents' five compositions, which are the cradle of our growth, record our joys and sorrows along the way, and collect our bumpy experiences in the journey of chasing dreams. The innocence of childhood and the enthusiasm of youth are fixed in photos and stuck in our hearts. Those rainbows, rain or shine, and those potholes are the classroom of our life. ...

I grew up on my father's strong shoulders: my father carried me when I was a child, and I think my father's body is really strong. I grew up in my mother's arms: when I was a child, I was always in my mother's arms, listening to her talk about ugly ducklings, little red riding hood and frog princes … I felt that my mother knew so much.

I sighed: "It's good to have a home! It's good to have mom and dad! "

Gradually, home seems to be getting farther and farther away from me. Dad's eyes became serious. When my grades are not satisfactory, he will severely reprimand me. Mother's beautiful story is gradually replaced by annoying nagging. ...

I feel like I'm not important to this family. I often think: "What is home? Is it difficult to eat and sleep? " I have some doubts about home.

Lazy sunset, lazy I am lying on the sofa lazily. Neighbors' uncles and aunts are leading their young children for a leisurely walk downstairs, laughing and laughing all the way. Looking at this warm family, many fragments come to mind: when I was sick, my mother took care of me day and night; When encountering problems, my father patiently explained to me; It's cold, so my parents asked me to put on more clothes. When I won the honor, they praised me proudly. ...

My eyes are moist, and in retrospect, my father's eyes seem to be less serious; Mother's nagging is no longer so annoying; My doubts about home have also disappeared without a trace. The door is open, it's mom and dad! "dad! Mom! " I shouted happily.

Home is a big tree, maybe it can't give you sweet fruit, but it can always shelter you from the wind and rain; Home is a harbor, maybe it can't bring you rich prisoners, but it can always block the storm outside for you.

I love my home, which is where I grew up. I love my parents, who led me to grow up.

I love my parents. Our parents love us very much, and they will always do something for us regardless.

Once, the teacher gave us an assignment to visit the place where we filmed dad's work, and then asked dad to write an article about our visit. At that time, it was hot. After dad learned the news, he ran out of the house without saying anything, took a lot of photos before coming back, and said, "It's too hot outside. Come and visit again when it's cooler next time!" " Leave the article to me, no problem! "I promised, but my father will run again on a hot day.

My mother is also very busy with my affairs! On one occasion, the teacher selected several compositions and said that they would be sent to her mailbox. Although her mother goes to work early and gets off work late, she always delivers it on time. It was Monday, my mother had a meeting, but the teacher picked out my composition, and I thought to myself: Ah! Be sure to finish it this time, because my mother will be back late and have no time to send me a composition. Even if she is earlier, there is no hope of coming back, because she is slow at typing! The more I think about it, the more I get scared. It is obviously a good thing that my composition was selected. Why am I afraid? I asked myself again. In the evening, my mother came back, and I told her the email of my composition. She didn't say anything. After checking my homework and signing my name, she asked me to wash and sleep first. I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night. Do I miss my mother? Out of curiosity, I looked into my mother's room and was shocked! The light in the room is still on, and my mother is still typing articles for me after a hard day. I was deeply moved by this scene!

Parents' love for us is really endless!

I love my parents. Parents are children's lifelong mentors and friends. They can tolerate their children's mistakes and solve problems for them.

It was a day near the end of the term, and the tense atmosphere infected every student, and everyone was "gnawing" books. Due to the pressure of study, I have a bad temper. It's already late at night, but I'm still in the bright room, looking at all kinds of information distractedly, but I can't understand anything. "Crunch-"The half-open door was pushed open, and my mother came up to me with a cup of hot milk with a smile, patting me on the shoulder and saying, "The exam is coming in a few days, cheer up, drink this cup of milk and go to bed early!" At this time, I couldn't listen to anything, just like a cock fighting, venting to my mother: "I don't drink! I'm bored to death, don't make any noise, I can't read any more books. " Suddenly, my mother was like a snail without a shell, and I pecked her black and blue. She said nothing but put the milk on the table. I just wanted to turn around and say I'm sorry, only to find that my mother was laying a quilt lightly, and my eyes were foggy. ...

Although I often lose my temper, my parents take good care of me.

Every day before dawn, parents are already busy in the kitchen. In order to make me full of strength on a new day, they always prepare elaborate breakfast for me: fried rice, beef noodles, steamed bread and so on. There are milk and all kinds of fruits, which may not be very rich, but they are full of parents' love for me, which is my motivation to study hard. Once, I accidentally saw my father get wind and frost in the busy temple in the kitchen. I couldn't help whispering from behind: "Thanks, Dad!" Dad was shocked, held me in his arms, stroked my hair and said, "My child has grown up! All right! All right! Very good! "

On the way of growing up, I just want to say to my parents: thank you for tolerating my mistakes and ignorance; Thank you for enlightening me and giving me affirmation and encouragement when I am depressed; Thank you for making my life full of love and wonderful everywhere!

I love my parents. My mother loves me very much and I love my mother very much.

I remember that there was a rainstorm and a flood before the National Day last year, and the school was closed. I live in my uncle's house and am anxiously waiting for my mother to pick me up. Soon, my mother will pick me up in the car. Wow! The yellow flood flooded the original road surface, and the accumulated water in some places was tens of centimeters high. Mom says it's raining too hard and the water is deep, so you should be careful when driving. Driving in deep water is easy to stall. Just then, a truck drove by and hit the waves, and our car couldn't move. "Oh, no! The car really turned off. " "What shall we do?" I am in a hurry. "Don't worry, mom called a tow truck." I saw my mother take off her shoes and roll up her pants while talking on the phone, waiting in the car. "Mom will take you home later." After a while, the trailer finally came and towed away our car.

My mother picked me up barefoot and walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Slowly, I feel that my mother is walking more and more slowly, and the sweat keeps flowing down my mother's face. "Mom, are you tired and can't carry me?" I asked. "Well, when you grow up, mother really carry not to live, but it doesn't matter. Stick to it for a while and you will be home. " "Mom, put me down and let me go by myself!" "No, son, this dirty water is not good for your health. Let me carry you! "

Seeing my mother struggling, I really wish I could lose half my weight, so that my mother would not be so tired. I lay on my mother's back and said to her affectionately, "Mom, that's very kind of you, mom, I love you!" " I'll carry you when you're old ... "

I love my parents' composition 9, "Spring silkworms will keep spinning until they die, and candles will cry dry the wick every night". There are many people who contribute to us aboveboard, and there are also many people who pay silently behind our backs. Parents who have been with us all the time, their contribution to their children is unparalleled. However, a conversation between my parents behind the door has always been unforgettable, as if engraved in my heart.

One night, when I was about to close my eyes and enter my sweet dream, a voice came from behind the door. I immediately bounced out of bed and slipped to the door, listening with one ear to the door. I saw a voice saying, "Honey, I think my son's painting is not bad. He should be allowed to continue the training course. " Another voice said, "but he is half-hearted, not attentive enough, and not good at learning too much." The first voice rang again: "But since the child is interested, we should respect his ideas and cultivate him well!" " "When I heard this, I looked through the small gap in the door. It turns out that my parents are discussing my affairs! They had an argument before about whether to let me continue to learn painting. This surprised me, so I broke into the house and asked, "Mom and Dad, what interest classes are you going to sign me up for?" "When I suddenly appeared, my parents were taken aback. Father didn't react at the moment. My mother replied, "We want you to continue to learn painting. Don't you always say that you should continue to study? " I asked again, "Is that expensive? "Because I spent a lot of money on table tennis and English, I was afraid of adding burden to my family and asked anxiously. Mom said firmly, "As long as you want to study and will study hard, no matter how expensive your mother is, she will let you continue to study.". "One more specialty is good for you! It's late, go to sleep! "

Back in my room, my mother's words echoed in my mind for a long time, and my heart was filled with emotion. It turns out that my parents are not afraid of hard work and pay silently for me!

With the encouragement and support of my parents, I am particularly motivated to study harder. Whenever I think about it, I will deeply thank them. Without their efforts, I wouldn't be as good as I am now!

I love my parents. Everyone can feel my parents' love. I live and grow up in the love of my parents.

I like reading very much. My mother bought me many books, including Adventure Little Prince, The Story of Stupid Wolf, Locke Kingdom and Strange Le Xiaomi ... Once, my good friends Guan and Sun came to my house to play, and when they saw my books piled on the bookshelf, they said enviously, "You have so many books!" I proudly said, "My mother bought it for me." Sun said to him, "Your mother is very kind. My mother didn't buy me a book, so she asked me if I had enough to eat and drink. " Only then did I feel that my mother not only cared about my health, but also cared so much about my study. I really didn't feel it before.

My mother not only supports my study, but also cultivates my independence. When I was 8 years old, my mother asked me to take a bath in the bathhouse by myself. When I came back from the first bath, I found that I had left my shower gel in the bathhouse. My mother warned me to check what I brought next time I came out. The second time I went to take a shower by myself, I lost my shower card again. When I got home, my mother warned me that I must take care of my things. I lost my money before I entered the bathhouse for the third time. My mother said I was really careless. After the fourth bath, I lost my wardrobe key. We lost 50 yuan. My mother was very angry when we got home. I thought my mother was angry because of money. Later I learned that my mother was angry because I was too careless. My mother also said, "One day, if you take a bath again, you will lose yourself." Although I keep losing things, my mother says that taking a bath by myself can exercise my independence, and my mother's love is accompanied by my growth.

It seems that my mother's love for me is more about my growth, and I hope I can grow into a knowledgeable and capable person.

I love my parents' composition 1 1 When I was young, I didn't know how to cherish everything, even my parents' love. I always feel that my parents don't understand me, are too strict with me and have no freedom at all. I often think like this: if only my parents were not here! I can play freely and do anything I want!

As a result, I look forward to a free life and my mood is getting stronger and stronger.

The opportunity has finally come. My father was sent to work in other places by the Ministry of Foreign Trade, and my mother also wanted to go.

As soon as I heard the news, I jumped up with joy and shouted in my heart, "I'm free." My parents left and I was handed over to my aunt.

Hey! If only I knew how to cherish it then.

After my parents left, I was free for a few days, but slowly I began to feel lonely.

When I got up in the morning, there was no food set meal, and no one told me this and that. Make it yourself and get something to eat. Hey! It wouldn't be like this if mom were here. No one checked my homework, and no one asked me about my grades. I did well in the exam, and no one shared the joy of victory with me. I did badly in the exam, and no one comforted me and encouraged me. Tired of playing, watching TV to kill time, life is not full at all. Gradually, I began to miss the days when my parents were around, and I gradually understood the meaning of the word "cherish".

Sometimes, some classmates will say, "My mother is so annoying that she takes care of everything. I have no freedom at all. " Every time I hear this sentence, I think: if his parents are not around, he will know the true meaning of fatherly love and maternal love.

A philosopher once said, "People only cherish what they have lost, but they don't cherish what they have."

I know how to cherish. I must cherish my parents' love for me. At the same time, I will give this love back to my parents.

I love my parents' composition 12. I thrive under the meticulous care of my parents. Although my parents' love for me is insignificant compared with those earth-shattering love, it is reflected in every detail of my life. A caring word, a delicious meal, a dream toy, and something I will never forget.

On a deep winter night, the cold wind blew, making the doors and windows creak. I have a fever and my face is as red as an apple. My mother was worried and frowned, and my father smoked a stuffy cigarette and kept shaking his head. I can't sleep. As hot as a frying pan. At this moment, I heard the door creak and my father didn't know where he had gone. My mother touched my forehead for a while and then went to get alcohol to cool me down. I don't know how long it took before my father came back, only to find that his "black hair" had turned into "white hair". On closer inspection, it turned out to be a layer of snow, with a red nose, white breath in his mouth and a bottle of antipyretic in his trembling hand. My father fed the medicine to my mouth, and I felt my father's hand was like a piece of ice. I fell asleep unconsciously after taking the medicine.

The next morning, I opened my eyes and saw my parents sitting by the bed, pale. When my mother saw that I was awake, she quickly reached out and touched my forehead. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The fever has finally gone." At this time, tears welled up in my eyes, and I couldn't help saying to my parents, "I love you, thank you for your meticulous care and love." After listening to my words, my parents could no longer restrain their inner excitement. Tears rolled down their cheeks and said to me in unison, "You are really a sensible child, and we love you forever."

I can't repay my parents' selfless love for me. I must respect my parents and care for my elders with a grateful heart.

I love my parents' composition 13 People often say that parents are our best first teachers. This is really true.

When I was a child, as long as there were fruits, meat, eggs and jiaozi at home, my parents always gave them to my relatives and neighbors. Although every time my parents ask me if I want to bring them, I always answer "yes", but I am always reluctant.

On this day, my mother brought back cooked food-roast chicken, roast duck and so on. Seeing this, I, a greedy ghost, began to "bleed three feet" again. "Mom, let's eat that roast duck today!" I asked my mother hopefully, and my mother replied without thinking, "No! This is for my aunt and them. " "Give it to them again!" I whispered, hoping my mother didn't hear me.

After a while, dad came back. They began to discuss what to bring to my aunt and how much to bring, and asked my opinion. I replied, "Whatever." At this time, my father seemed to hear the implication. He said to me, "This is not just for them. We are honoring the elderly, sending them joy and making them happy. " Mother immediately followed her father's words: "Your grandparents didn't eat well when they were young, but now they are old, and it's time to enjoy life." We should also pay tribute to them! " Besides, filial piety to parents and the elderly is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. It's not unheard of that you respect the old and love the young. Filial piety is our duty as citizens. It is not easy for parents to support us. Repaying the kindness of parents is irreplaceable by any material or money. Only with their own practical actions can the elderly be truly happy. This is the purpose. "The dissatisfaction in my heart has disappeared, and I really understand. I said to my parents, "Tomorrow, I will personally deliver it to my aunt and grandpa!" " "My parents smiled happily.

On this day, I really understood my parents' intentions, and they gave me the best example of enlightenment. Filial piety is a traditional virtue of China. I will keep it in mind and do it. But here I say, "My parents, I love you! You set a good example for me. "

I love my parents composition 14 My father is a green leaf and my mother is a green leaf. I am one of the flower bones, and the green leaves transmit nutrients to me, making me fragrant and lovable. I thank my parents for giving me endless love.

My parents' love is like a pair of gentle hands, caring for me every day. One morning, I had a high fever. Mom and dad are so anxious that they can't even eat. They changed their clothes in a hurry and took me to the hospital. The doctor took my temperature-39 degrees, and the doctor said I needed an intravenous drip. As soon as I heard that I was going to have an intravenous drip, I was frightened. When I was preparing for the injection, I cried with fear. Mother said, "I touched your hand and blindfolded you." Hold your little fist tightly so that you won't feel pain. " I did as my mother said, and sure enough, my mother's method was clever. I don't know when the needle went in. After the injection, mom and dad rushed to class again. In the evening, my parents were afraid that I would have a fever again, so they kept it until dawn.

My parents' love is like a pair of strong hands, which gives me strength. At the age of three, my family went to Beijing to climb the Great Wall. My mother took care of me all the way. When I am tired of walking, my father takes me to the Great Wall. I'm so happy! It's really scary to watch the steep stone steps of the Great Wall soar into the sky. But my father carried me behind my back and boarded the place where "you are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall". At this point, he was so tired that his legs were weak, sweating and panting ... I gently wiped away my father's sweat.

How much my parents love me! They gave me life, knowledge and care for me every day ... I thank you! I love you forever! How great your love is! How selfless!

I love my parents' composition 15 In life, we have experienced bit by bit and learned a lot. The history of life development is actually a process of constantly reading about life, teachers and others. In life, each of us will experience the process from ignorance to understanding. Each of us will have many things that we don't understand, but as time goes by, we will always understand. Parental love is also a process from ignorance to understanding.

Our parents are strict with us and don't allow us to make mistakes. Once we do something wrong, we will be scolded, criticized and sometimes beaten. At this time, there will always be a trace of complaint in our hearts, complaining that our parents beat themselves, complaining that their parents don't love themselves, and complaining that God doesn't give them a parent who loves them. I think everyone once had this idea, and I am no exception.

But slowly, I understand that parents love us and are the people who love us the most. Our parents' accusations and criticisms hope that we can get rid of those bad habits, let us stop doing wrong things and be useful to society. Every word contains deep love for us. Every time our parents beat us, it also includes their love. When they hit us, they felt the same pain in their hearts, even more painful than us. They just hope that we can firmly remember this lesson and never do it again.

I understand my parents' love. I think if every parent is given a chance to choose their own children, he will definitely not choose other people's children. The reason why they compare us with other people's children and praise other people's children in front of themselves is not because they don't love us, but because they encourage themselves in a special way, correct their shortcomings and make things more perfect.

Students, trust your parents, they love you. Don't be biased against them, don't argue with them, trust your parents, and one day, you will understand their love for you.