Thinking about writing: this composition needs to clearly care about the people you grew up with, such as caring about your parents, patiently teaching your teachers, helping and comforting your elders during your growth ... and then write about what they did in the process of growing up and how to care for your growth. Finally, thank them for their care.
Composition 1: My life is like the life of a flower growing in a garden. My father's generous shoulders have sheltered me from the wind and rain since I was born, and my mother's gentle arms are always open for my arrival. Every flower in the garden has its own gardener to take care of it. There will be no ugly caterpillars, only hardworking bees.
I grew up under the care of my parents. Their protection never made me ignorant. They told me valuable knowledge with their own experiences, and let me draw lessons and tears from their experiences. Growing up with heart does not mean that there are no setbacks. My parents guided me to grow up: setbacks should be solved by myself, just like flowers in the garden, which will experience wind, frost, rain and snow. If they are easily defeated by setbacks, how can they endure more cruel natural and man-made disasters? There are bees picking wild flowers in the garden, but there is no gardener to take care of them. They are still strong and beautiful, which some flowers can't match.
I know that I have been very happy since I was a child, because I have a pair of good parents who patiently taught me and tolerated me. I grew up under their care, and I suffered a lot less, but I also know that many children my age or younger have no parents, and their desires are getting smaller and smaller. They are very strong, trying to bloom from an unnoticed angle and trying to get praise and love from others through their own efforts. Such people are called orphans. Some of them were abandoned by their parents, some died unfortunately, some were never surrounded by their parents' love, and some once owned but lost. These are unfortunate children. The happiness I have now is very precious. My parents gave me happiness.
I grew up under the care of my parents, but I was never weak and fragile. Their concern is to make me stronger. I will always remember my parents' concern for me. They make my life more colorful.
Composition 2: Do you remember learning English? Remember that little figure who stumbled and walked unsteadily? You must remember your nervous parents behind you. It is our parents who care for us from childhood and let us grow up in care.
My father is the best cook in the family, and he is also the best at cooking. One day, on a whim, I proudly told my father that my chef would treat me to dinner today and my father showed it to me. 1 The steps are to thaw the meat and peel the cucumber. Father was embarrassed to see me cut most of the cucumber meat. The next step is to slice the meat and cucumber. Dad, a well-funded chef, showed me at the speed of a tornado. I was surprised and began to cut vegetables with great interest. The kitchen knife is so sharp that I dare not cut my hand, but I got the nerve to do it. A vegetable cutting process took 10 minutes, and my waist became very sour, and my hands were sore with a knife.
The most crucial step has come. I put cucumber and meat into the pot, first scooped a spoonful of oil into the pot, and immediately the oil kept howling in the pot. When I saw this scene, I didn't dare to go near the rear. My father pushed me forward. I am full of confidence at the thought that this is a disaster I have never seen before. I poured the meat neatly into the pot and fried it for a while, then put it in the cucumber. The oil banged again. With a spatula in my hand, I suddenly felt lonely and afraid of being splashed by oil. My father saw me like this and took my hand to teach me. My big hand holds my little hand and cares for it. Under the patient teaching and care of my father, I learned to fry this dish. My father tasted it and praised it as delicious.
I grew up with love, and I will eventually grow into an independent child. My parents don't have to look at me nervously anymore. I hope I can always make them happy and proud.
Composition 3: Care grows with us. Everyone will feel the deep love and meticulous care of a kind mother and a generous father from an early age. When I was growing up, I deeply felt the care of my parents.
I remember that I just transferred to that school, and I vowed that I would do well in the exam and impress my classmates. I am full of ambition and confidence, and I believe in my parents. But in the subsequent exam, I didn't do well. This is because I hate myself very much. I even thought my previous thoughts were ridiculous. I can't forgive myself for being so disappointing and losing to others, so I am particularly depressed.
It happened to rain that day. I rushed into the rain without an umbrella after school. I walked alone in the rain, hoping that the rain would make my thoughts clearer. I walked in the rain for about ten minutes before I got home halfway. Suddenly a man put a raincoat on me. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be mom! My mother knew about my exam, but she didn't blame me. She just asked me why I didn't bring an umbrella. I sneezed several times as soon as I got home. My mother said I had a cold. Then I took my temperature in a hurry, found boiled water and cold medicine, let me lie down and rest, and cooked me a bowl of ginger soup. Looking at my mother's busy appearance, I feel the preciousness of maternal love!
After all this, my mother sat by my bed and told me the story of Su Qin's "hanging beam and stabbing the stocks" during the Warring States Period. I heard the story that Su Qin failed after traveling around the world and was despised by the world and even his relatives. But in the end, he studied hard and finally achieved great success. I am ashamed of my thoughts and actions, at the same time, I am deeply encouraged and seem to be full of strength. Although my mother said nothing about this "exam event", I already know what to do. This is maternal love, like a trickle, nourishing the hearts of children!
Another time, I had an argument with other students, which eventually turned into a fight. I was beaten black and blue because of many opponents. At that time, my chest was full of anger, and I privately made an appointment with several "buddies" to discuss a statement. I don't know how this matter was discovered by my father, who severely criticized my wrong practice. It was I who realized my shortcomings and shortcomings. Finally, I took the initiative to apologize to this classmate and gained his understanding.
I can not only feel the care from my parents, but also feel the subtle influence of my parents. Thanks to their care, I not only have a healthy body, but also a healthy spiritual world.