In this world, who hasn't bathed in the love of their parents and who hasn't experienced the care of their parents? Still think of me all the time and care about my parents. Strict father is the best description of my father. He is very strict with my study and life. He made me a timetable and urged me to finish my homework carefully. Besides, my father often lets me read some extra-curricular books to let me know about the scientific knowledge outside the textbooks. Therefore, my playing time is greatly reduced. Sometimes, other parents ask me, "Is your father strict with you?" Naive, I nodded hard to show that "it is particularly powerful, not just ordinary!" "Now every time I come to the first and second place in my class after every exam, I gradually understand that my father did all this for my own good. For this, I really appreciate him! My mother is a typical "loving mother". She is very concerned about my food, clothing, housing and transportation, and always takes care of me in every way. In order to make me eat well, she racked her brains to cook delicious food to satisfy my appetite. Every weekend, she can't rest, so she starts washing my dirty clothes and puts clean clothes on my bedside the next morning. Especially when I was sick, my mother poured water and handed me medicine. I had to get up in the middle of the night to see if the quilt was covered ... Now my parents and I are in two countries, and when I read in their letters, "How is everything studying?" "On the phone, I heard the familiar and gentle tone of' Remember to wear more clothes', and I immediately felt their concern and love for me. Indeed, parents' love is like air, invisible and intangible, but I feel it all the time. Parents' love is the greatest love between heaven and earth. Since we were born in this world, our parents have always loved us. Parental love is a natural love for children. Like rain from the sky, but it can't be resisted. The greatest, oldest, most primitive, greatest and most wonderful power that can sustain life is the love of our parents. The ancients said, "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a bit sentimental, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. " Motherly love is like the bright sunshine in spring, which brings me warmth and light; Mother's love is like a steady and calm umbrella in the strong wind, sheltering me from the wind and rain; Motherly love always helps me when I am in trouble and gives me motivation. That kind of continuous love like silk has become my strong backing, which makes me feel empty all the time. And fatherly love is profound and informal. Father's love always gives me correct guidance when I make mistakes; When I encounter problems, my father's love always gives me the right guidance ... If my mother's love is as deep as water, then my father's love is as heavy as a mountain. Speaking of my parents, my heart is full of infinite gratitude. My parents have paid a lot for my growth. How can I repay this kindness? My parents taught me how to do things and be a man since I was a child. They told me the story of the 25,000-mile Long March, Mao Zedong and Zhou Enlai, Lei Feng, and the bombing of the bunker in Dong Cunrui ... They told me that we should be cautious, be sincere to others, not lie, learn to be tolerant, learn to respect the old and love the young, know how to repay the kindness, and know how to get something for nothing ... What is all this for? I used to naively think that it was natural for parents to take care of their children. Looking back now, what a great spirit this is. Sometimes, I always wonder what kind of power drives them. I don't understand, but it may be a kind of responsibility, a kind of love for children, selflessness or love, but there is no doubt that they are really good to us and take care of us carefully. Take every day as an example! Every morning, my mother cooks breakfast for me, every noon, she cooks lunch for me, and in the evening, she cooks dinner for me, but every time she eats, she is still working. When I was studying at night, my father came to tutor me again and taught me to do every problem carefully and not carelessly. My parents educate me every day for me. Such a day constitutes a happy us. Every day like this is ordinary and extraordinary. Every day is a small thing, but it is a big thing. In the face of parents' kindness, I should turn gratitude into filial piety. Let us all take care of our parents!