Home is our refuge and the cradle of our growth. We will naturally feel a great sense of security at home. There is affection at home, accompanied by family. In the morning, we have breakfast together, and in the evening, we sit together and watch TV and chat. How warm it is!
At home, we won't disagree. When we meet something good, we will share it. When we encounter setbacks and difficulties, we will face them together, unite and cooperate, and fight with the author, so that it will not be so painful. Therefore, it is also a pleasure to have family company.
At school, the same school is also our refuge, the place where we get the most comfort when we encounter difficulties, the place where we get comfort from our classmates when we are sad, and the place where teachers comfort us. At school, with so many classmates and teachers, we won't feel lonely. Doing homework, reading books and fighting with classmates in class are very interesting. I'll help you with your problem, but I won't help you with mine. How happy it is to study together! There are so many students eating, think how happy you are at school!
Teachers are our working parents, and they will care about us as much as children. When we are in trouble, he is always the first to rush to solve our problems. When we are unhappy, the teacher will make us happy. Teachers are even less concerned about our children. The teacher stayed with us all the time except in the morning and evening, which made us very happy. The teacher loves us more and more.
Therefore, companionship is everywhere, and my life is wonderful because of your companionship.
Accompanied by family composition 2, I recalled the fragmentary memories of my childhood, and I tasted it carefully, only to find that so many times from childhood passed in an instant, and in those beautiful times, they were always with me, caring for me and sheltering me from the wind and rain. Accompanied by them, I am thinking about what is happiness?
Yes, what is happiness? Are there any tall buildings? Do you have an expensive sports car? A lot of money? Or can I buy clothes and cosmetics all day? But in my heart, these are not. I think happiness is accompanied by family.
I remember when I was a child, I was reading under the lamp, and my mother sat beside me silently. My mother also looked at me with a book in her hand, occasionally looked up at me and smiled with relief when she saw my concentration. Although my mother doesn't talk, she just sits quietly beside me, but my heart is very down-to-earth, and I am so happy to have my mother's company! When the food is served, there is always my favorite braised pork ribs. Grandma kept picking up dishes for me and said with a smile, "Be good, eat more and grow stronger!" " "This time, with my grandmother around, I feel so happy! And when I play a small temper, it is my father who makes me happy; When I accidentally fell down, it was my grandfather who quickly helped me up ... all these made me deeply feel how happy I was to be accompanied by my family!
I have lived in a warm big family since I was a child, and I am cared for and loved like a little princess. I love them and they love me. However, our love is not expressed with our mouths, but with our own practical actions, expressing our deep love for each other. With family around, I think this is happiness.
I spent a day with my parents this holiday and had many feelings.
As soon as I opened my hazy eyes in the morning, I was busy going downstairs to have breakfast with my mother, and then I went to the vegetable market to buy food, so I spent the whole morning in a hurry.
After returning home, I became my mother's assistant and cooked together. When cooking, put the rice into the rice cooker, add water and electrify it. Seeing my mother cutting meat, I felt very novel and took the knife in my mother's hand. I'm a novice at cooking, and I cut it neither fast nor evenly. My mother saw this posture, her heart was pounding, and she quickly took the knife. After an hour's hard work, the food was finally served. Our family watched TV and tasted the food.
After dinner, I helped my mother do some housework as much as possible, which made my back ache. I didn't expect this little housework to baffle me. It seems that I need more exercise! Reduce the burden on parents.
Time always flies, and it will be dinner time soon. The food cooked this time is more delicious than that cooked at noon. I believe that under such training, my cooking will definitely improve.
After dinner, my mother brought out a basin of washed strawberries. Strawberries are very bright in color. I think they must be delicious. Under the attack of heavy artillery fire in our house, strawberries are decreasing bit by bit, and soon there is only one left, but no one wants to eat them. My father gave them to my mother, who gave them to me. I don't know what to do. It happened that my mother went to the kitchen, and I stuffed strawberries into her mouth. It was so sweet. It feels so good.
I went to bed early at night, thinking that I really should have a good sleep after a hard day today, but I think my parents are so tired almost every day, and even have the pressure of work. What is my suffering today?
Accompanied by family composition 4 The sea has a shore, and the father's love is boundless. -inscription
At all times and in all countries, fatherly love and maternal love have become the main melody melody praised by literati throughout the ages, because this kind of love has always been with us, but it is not easy to be found.
I belong to a child who likes to pull his mother's skirt from an early age, probably because his father is too strict. As we get older, our communication becomes less.
My father has attached great importance to the cultivation of my habits since I was a child. He won't criticize me because I can't do a math problem, but let me taste the pain in my ass for several days after I keep teaching a bad habit.
Dad is very silent, as if he never wants to express himself. In the eyes of others, my father seems to pay little attention to my study. Every time I get my award certificate and honorary certificate back, he just smiles. Maybe he thinks I deserve it, so he won't give me any material rewards. In fact, only I can understand my father's desire for a girl to become a phoenix.
Dad works tirelessly every day so that we can study hard in the future and not work so hard. Every time I see my father working, I always help him, but every time I let my father refuse. He would rather be a rich mussel and produce the most beautiful pearls under layers of gravel. He wants his daughter to be a pearl, and he wants our life to be better.
But when I got my first report card back from junior high school, I was shocked. I didn't know what kind of mood to give it to my father for a while. After repeated thinking, I shouted the slogan of making the storm more violent and handed my report card to my father. I dare not look up, because I am afraid to see that disappointed expression, and I am waiting for the storm to come. After reading it carefully, my father looked up and said to me, "It's hard to avoid being a little nervous in the first exam, so it's no problem ..."
Dad's words made me pick up the fire of hope again and travel far ahead.
There is shore in the sea, and father's love is boundless. I love you, Dad!
There are many things in life, there are pains and joys in the process of growing up, but in the end, they are all good memories. Growing up with intimate friends, the encouragement of teachers, and the lessons after failure; But I think that in the process of growing up, parents' companionship and education are indispensable, but they are also wonderful.
Besides the company! Many people may say: Aren't our parents with us every day? What is there to talk about? In fact, this idea is wrong. Listen to me!
I don't remember when. As long as I can remember, my parents have been working hard for me and my family. In order not to let us suffer, let us live a happy life. I am often left alone at home. When I woke up in the morning, my parents had gone out to run around, and the cold porridge was on the table. I had to hold the bear and stare at the ceiling hungry, thinking: What's the fun of this life?
Since then, mom and dad's career has grown bigger and bigger, and they even neglected to accompany me. One day I suddenly fainted, and my parents were running around like ants on hot bricks. Finally unanimously decided to take me to the hospital.
I remember standing on tiptoe in the yard to see the hospital. Why is the hospital so far away from us this time? On the way, the wind blew relentlessly, like a sword in his father's face, which was both painful and biting, while the rain mother left her child beside her crazily, cold and frozen.
Finally arrived at the hospital, mom and dad didn't stop for a moment, registering, looking for a doctor and looking for a medical record, and they were very busy. Finally, I went through the formalities, and my parents looked at me with a worried and distressed face and looked at me with sleepy eyes.
When I woke up, I saw my parents falling asleep beside the hospital bed. I carefully covered them with a quilt, but I didn't expect to wake up my parents. Mother hurriedly asked, "what happened? Are you feeling better? Mom and Dad will spend more time with you in the future! " My father nodded beside me. At that time, I found that no matter how much money I spent, I couldn't get back the importance of a wonderful family time together.
Although my father went to work in Hong Kong later, I still want to say to my parents: My growth is wonderful and happy because of your company! Thank you!
When I was one year old, you hugged me and told me stories. I returned the favor and smiled happily in my sleep.
When I was two years old, the first thing I said was: Dad. You are very excited. I repay you by repeating my father.
When I was three years old, you held me, held me and taught me to walk. You let go of my little hand, looked at my faltering steps and smiled with relief. I repay you with practice again and again. Finally, I learned to walk.
When I was four years old, I was afraid to take medicine. That time, because I didn't take medicine, you hit me, and I cried so sadly. You feel bad and bought me a Transformers. I thank you with a happy smile, but I haven't talked to you for a long time.
When I was five years old, you took me to kindergarten. On the way, you said to be obedient and unite with the children. I repay you, and I am often praised by the teacher, saying that I am obedient.
When I was eight years old, I was in the second grade of primary school. You let me go to school by myself, let me study hard and make friends. You're afraid I can't keep up, and you keep urging me to review. I repay you. I always want to escape and play when reviewing.
When I was eleven, I won the Miyoshi Student Award. You are very happy and encourage me to make persistent efforts.
Time flies, in a blink of an eye, I am fourteen years old and have entered the school gate of middle school. Look at you. There is a small silver thread on your head. But your love is still not old, your love is like a colorful halo, covering me. Give me strength and warmth silently.
Maybe sometimes, you are not my best friend; Sometimes, there may be differences and contradictions; Sometimes, I don't understand you or even like you. However, a father is a father, after all, it is your father.
Let's take a short time to pay tribute to this man named Dad and say thank you to him. Although sometimes I can't say it to my face, he has been with me.