In our life, parents hold up a big umbrella to shelter us from the wind and rain, and parents care for us in different ways.
When I was five, I washed my parents' clothes for the first time. At that time, I wouldn't use the washing machine to wash clothes until I could. At some point, I used the washing machine to wash clothes. When my father heard the sound of the washing machine starting, he immediately came to cut off the power supply of the washing machine, fished out the clothes one by one and put them in a big basin for me to wash by hand. Mother sat down and said to me kindly, "get up, children!" Don't wash your hands, or your hands will freeze. " My father had a dissatisfied opinion and argued with my mother there. I closed the door and quietly washed clothes in the toilet, one for two, three for four ... When the clothes were to be washed, the debate outside did not stop. Finally, the quarrel stopped, but my parents were gone. After I washed the clothes and hung them up, my mother said to me, "I will wash them in the washing machine in the future." Look, your hands are red with cold. " Mom took my hand. Father made a puzzling expression. Loudly said: "No, children should learn to work hard from an early age and not be lazy." I will do as my father says in the future, lest he quarrel with his mother again.
In life, everyone feels that their parents are playing the devil's advocate and don't know where to go. Our parents love us in different ways. Students, we have a kind mother and a strict father around us. Their love is as wide as the sea and deeper than the sea. Our love for them is as narrow and shallow as a stream.
Once, I was watching TV in my mother's room and found that my mother dialed the number twice when she called my grandmother's house. After the first dial, the bell rings three times to hang up, dial the second time, and then make a phone call.
"Is the line busy for the first time?" I asked casually.
"No."
"Don't you want to say something?"
"No."
"Then why did you dial twice?" I'm confused.
Mom smiled: "You don't know, grandparents are very anxious to answer the phone. Whenever you hear the bell ring, you will run to answer it. It is urgent. Once, my grandmother tripped over a desk leg when answering the phone, and it was swollen for a long time. From then on, your grandparents and I agreed not to run when answering the phone. I will dial it first and give them enough time. "
My eyes suddenly got wet. Parents' love is always meticulous, just like the fine stitches on children's clothes. Shouldn't children love their parents the same?
This affectionate dialing method is just a small matter, but such a small matter is like rows of fine stitches, which can weave comfortable and warm clothes for parents. Although things are small, they are the best filial piety for children to their parents. If the child dials the phone number again, it will make parents safer and calmer.
A little habit, a deep love, and the dialing method of love warms people's hearts. Parents have worked hard to raise their children for decades, and these bits and pieces are the warmest returns for children to their parents!
One day, our class had a math test. After I tried to curl my hair, I found that I only got 85 points in the exam. I suddenly panicked and thought, what should I do? I did badly in the exam, which is the result of my carelessness. Will mom and dad scold me? At the same time, I feel very sad: how come I only got an 85! Look at me, how ridiculous! What a pity that such a simple topic can be wrong! What's wrong with me? I won't be careful! After all, it is still not solid! If you fail in the exam every time, what's the point? ! Oh, tell me about me! I feel very angry and sad about myself. When I showed my teacher how to correct my mistake, the teacher saw that I had made such a mistake and severely criticized me.
How time flies! Dropped out of school in a blink of an eye I walked home in fear and trembling with a heavy heart. What should I tell my parents in the future?
When I got home, I met my mother who came to open the door. As soon as my mother saw me, she came straight to the point and asked, "What did you get in the math exam today?" "I got 85 points in the exam," I replied falteringly. "What? I only got 85 points in the exam, and I did so badly! What's the matter with you? ! When can I get 100? Say it, say it! " My mother flew into a rage when she heard my exam results. I feel even worse when I hear my mother say that. My head is too heavy to lift and my eyes are wet.
My father sitting on the sofa watching the news heard the news and said to me, "Nothing. It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam once. Just work hard next time. " It is important to understand what is wrong and keep it in mind. It won't be wrong next time. If you know it, you should correct it, and don't make a mistake again. Try harder next time, come on! "After hearing my father's words, I am confident that I will do well in the next exam! I said to myself.
A few years later, I finally realized the good intentions of my parents, whether it is strict love or encouraging love, they are indispensable. Encouraged by love, I struggled forward.
My mother's love for me is different from others.
I still remember when I was in kindergarten, my mother suddenly said to me, "From tomorrow on, you will go to kindergarten by yourself."
I stared at my mother doubtfully and asked, "Why?"
"Why not?" Mom said.
I cried and cried, "Other students have parents to send me. Why don't you send me? "
My mother smiled and said to me, "It's right to go to school by yourself from tomorrow."
I couldn't beat it, so I had to shout, "I'll go, who's afraid of who!" "
Is this still my real mother? Why leave me alone! Since then, I have been going to school by myself. Whenever I walk on the way to and from school, I think: Is she my real mother? Did she hold it wrong? I didn't know until later that my mother had been accompanying me to and from school behind my back. But why did mom do this?
Also, my mother never criticized me, beat me or praised me, whether she came home with a certificate or the teacher's homework comments, so I always envied the praise of those parents.
Now I finally understand why my mother did it. My mother told me not to be proud of praise and not to lose confidence because of criticism.
Mom, your love is a vast sky, so that your daughter will not lose her way because of that gust of wind.
In the process of growth, parents play different roles. Father loves mountains and mother love the water. My father gave me mountain-like fortitude, and maternal love gave me water-like gentleness.
It happened in my second grade. That day, I came home from an interest class and felt very dizzy. My mother found my abnormality and took my temperature with a thermometer. "Oh, I have a fever!" Mother's anxious expression immediately appeared on her face. My mother took my hand and said, "Haoyang, don't be afraid. Mom and Dad will take you to the doctor now. "
I don't know if my illness makes me feel particularly weak and uncomfortable. In the hospital, I thought about taking injections and medicine at home, and I had a terrible headache. I can't help crying.
My mother touched my forehead to comfort me and said, "It's all right, son. Just an injection. I am not afraid of having my mother! " "But my mood is still very low and my eyes are red. At this time, the father who had been silent suddenly became angry and said, "Are you still a man?"? "? I cry when I take injections and medicines. Won't you be scared to death if you encounter any big waves in the future? A man must be brave, what are you afraid of! "I don't know why, in normal times, my father gave me this lesson, and I might have cried long ago, but his words made me awake that day. Yes, there are so many storms in life, what are you afraid of this minor illness? So I began to wait for the injection.
In a blink of an eye, it has been many years, but I still remember my parents' completely different attitudes. I know that mom's gentle comfort is a kind of love, and dad's angry reprimand is also a kind of love. Although the way of love is different, the purpose is the same-everything is for my own good!
Love, an unspeakable thing, is actually a simple way to express love.
I read an article about the expression of love today. The general content is that a couple met a tiger while exploring in the forest. At this critical moment, the man said to the woman, "Take care of the children and live well." He lured the tiger away from the woman and ran away, and the man was killed.
His way of expressing love is simple and really touching. In fact, we can do it at ordinary times, for example, a smile, a warm greeting, a little help in an emergency … these are all ways to express love.
This happened to me once. In the morning, a ray of golden sunshine shone in, and I rubbed my eyes with great pleasure. Because today is the first day of the holiday, the weather is particularly good, and there are several white clouds floating in the blue sky. When I went out, I saw my kitten. I bent down and touched its little head, and it made a pleasant "purr" sound. This is my way of expressing my love for it.
My heart asked, "Another time, I didn't do well in the English midterm exam, and I felt very heavy. The sky is as gloomy as mine. When I got home, I felt even more sad. At this time, my sister came and brought me delicious candy. Seeing my pale face, I asked with concern, "Are you all right? "A greeting warms my heart, eating sweet candy, as if the sun were looking after me in a dark room. This is an expression of my sister's love for me.
The world is always like this, always changing, and expressing love doesn't need anything expensive.
Expressing love is actually very simple.
In the winter vacation, I read a book called The Daughter of the Sea, written by the famous Danish Andersen. Dedication is another expression of love.
This book tells that in the depths of the sea, there is a prosperous and beautiful palace where the sea king and his daughters live; Among them, the smallest mermaid is the most beautiful, and her singing is also beautiful. The little mermaid likes listening to grandma tell stories about the human world best, which makes her curious about the human world. She also knows that on her fifteenth birthday, she can see the beautiful human world with her own eyes. So the little mermaid looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looked forward to that day That night, the little mermaid saw the beautiful human world with her own eyes; At this time, she saw a beautiful big boat parked on the calm lake, and a handsome prince stood on the boat. The little mermaid fell in love with the prince at first sight. However, at midnight, the boat was overturned by strong winds and huge waves, and the prince fell into the deep sea. The little mermaid swam straight to the prince. The little mermaid saved the prince, kissed him gently on the forehead, and then hid behind a big stone, waiting for a kind person to save him. Finally, a beautiful girl saved the prince. After returning to the bottom of the sea, the little mermaid found the witch and begged her to turn her into a human being. However, the little mermaid had to change her voice, which was as painful as walking on the tip of a knife. More importantly, if the prince marries someone else, the little mermaid will become a bubble the next morning.
In this way, the little mermaid became human, but in the end, she gave her life for the prince. After reading this story, I think the protagonist, the Little Mermaid, is kind, simple and naive. She has paid so much for the person she loves, and also made me understand that dedication is another expression of love.
I really admire the little mermaid. Her spirit is worth learning from each of us.
In a dense forest, there lived a family. They were Beibei, a small tree. Beibei is regarded as a darling in the eyes of her parents. He is afraid of throwing it in his hand and holding it in his mouth, and he is not allowed to do anything.
One day, Beibei and Mao Mao Rabbit were chatting. Suddenly, there was a loud thunder. The rabbits pricked up their ears and jumped home, but Beibei's thin body trembled in the storm. When Father Tree saw it, he quickly told Beibei to hide under his own tree to take shelter from the rain, but Beibei looked at his father's weather-beaten and wrinkled face, but refused. Father Tree saw it, said nothing, and picked up the shell.
Beibei's parents don't expose Beibei to heavy rain and strong wind every day. Gradually, Beibei became thinner and thinner, as if she were weak. Dr bird came to see beibei. Knowing the cause of Beibei, she said, "Mr. and Mrs. Dashu, I know that you all want to protect your son, and I am also a parent, but if you don't let Beibei be tested by nature alone, he will be eliminated. Only by letting him face it himself will he be stronger. Please remember: "After that, Dr. Bird flew away and Mr. and Mrs. Dashu meditated there. Finally, they decided to let Beibei face the difficulties by herself and stop protecting him. A few years later, Beibei grew into a towering tree and lived happily with her parents in the forest.
The way of love argumentative composition 9 When love appeared, did you find it? When love approaches you, do you find it? When love meets severe scolding, do you find it? When you face the mark of height with tears, will you find love again? When you find love, you will always regret your stubbornness.
One day, I ran into the house angrily and was annoyed when I heard my father shouting in the study: "Zijia, come and practice your handwriting quickly!" " "At that time, I was learning calligraphy from my father. At first, I learned with relish. Then I was miserable. I practice for half an hour every night, and my father gives me advice. No matter how late it is, I am always carried by my father to practice. I shouted, "Dad, I don't want to practice! """If you don't want to practice, don't practice? Come here! "I hate to walk into the study, pen, paper and inkstone Four Treasures of the Study are in front of my eyes, dizzy, my father finally went out, and I quietly wrote with my homework. I don't know when my father stood behind me, and I was frightened. My father's stern eyes shot at my face like a sword. "You write!" Why didn't you tell me? Be honest! "I just stood there, yes, to tell the truth, to tell the truth, in big things, honesty is the salt in the life meal. Without food, there is no taste. Honesty is the magic wand in life, guiding you to the golden road.
Love is a guzheng, it has many patterns and strings, some are very pleasant to hear, some are very deep, no matter which one, it will write a beautiful song of life, and of course, the deep voice.
The way of love argumentative composition 10 Who is the spirit of all things, who burns himself all day to illuminate others, is it-the sun.
Everything in time is emotional, and the sun is no exception. She also has someone she loves. She loves Lily, but she didn't pour out her love to Lily, but silently gave everything to her. She gives Lily the right temperature every day, and Lily can't stand it and leaves in a hurry. Lily will be given a rain soon. The rain is so soft and fine, for fear of not watering her beloved memoirs of a geisha, and this rain has also touched the sun's love for lily. In this way, the sun has been quietly paying for Lily, but does Lily know? At the same time, there is another one who loves the sun in the dark. This is a sunflower.
Sunflower loves the sun deeply. As long as the sun shines, it will try to meet the sun. The flowers next to it advised it not to be too reluctant, and the sunflower ignored it. How did they know the sunflower's mind? It races against time to get close to the sun. At ten o'clock in the evening, the sun quietly left, and the sun flowers slowly lowered their high heads. But the next day, when the sun rose slowly from the east, it stood there proudly, enjoying the sunshine bath, and at the same time, its love for the sun became stronger and stronger.
In this way, the sun flower's love for the sun grows deeper and deeper with the passage of time, but does the sun know?
Sunflowers love the sun, and the sun loves lilies, but they don't pour out their love to each other, just pay silently. I think this is an expression of their love!
Will this way last longer among them?
I hate my home very much, and even fear that there will never be a peaceful home.
It is said that my parents are free to love and get married. I have no doubt about this, otherwise it is hard for me to imagine that my mother will leave her parents and marry in a small ravine more than 400 kilometers away from her hometown. It is reasonable to say that they should live a happy life, but they often quarrel, often fight over trifles, and sometimes even throw things and hit people. I really don't understand how such a pair of enemies got together in the first place.
Whenever they quarrel, I lock myself in my room and cover my ears with my hand. Seriously, I hated them at that time. Because they always use me as an excuse to maintain that suffocating home. They said, if it weren't for the children, I would have divorced you. I don't know if the reason why they don't divorce is entirely for me, but I really need a harmonious and quiet home. I also hope that like others, my home will always be full of cheerful laughter.
Time goes by day, and now I have grown up, my parents have entered middle age, and everything around me has changed a lot, but the only thing that hasn't changed is that they still quarrel.
One day, they quarreled again, and the atmosphere became more and more tense and the smell of gunpowder became stronger and stronger until I heard that sentence again. If it wasn't for the children, I couldn't help it. I opened the door and shouted, Stop it! Mom and dad, if you don't divorce for me, it's totally unnecessary. Because I have grown up and can take care of myself. Since we are unhappy together, let's get a divorce!
At that time, the room was very quiet. They looked at me with their eyes open, as if they were frightened.
In my mind, my mother has always been terrible! Not for other reasons, but because of her special love for me!
My mother is so strict with me that I have no spare time to do something entertaining. She always has a reason for me to read or do my homework in the study. I have complained, but I know this is her special way of love.
She likes to make me feel her love for me in the process of explanation. In the process of explaining, she devoted all her knowledge and spent a lot of time just to let me understand a topic. Over and over again, tirelessly teaching. At this time, I think she is so kind and kind. Indeed, in the process of solving problems and explaining, I felt her eager hope for me to acquire more knowledge, and I was full of expectations for my future. Similarly, I am eager to let her know that I have been trying to make her see me better and feel my love! But, in fact, sometimes, I am a little reluctant to let her know!
She also likes to let me know her good intentions in the roar! When I cause losses to others for personal reasons, she will mercilessly accuse me under the eyes of everyone, and that kind of reprimand will be everywhere in my ears. I just bowed my head in shame and obeyed against my will. However, in doing so, she will not stop, but will intensify, as if I will never stop if I don't cry, which makes me so scared! I hate her! In a brainstorming session! After I calm down, I will also reflect on whether I am really wrong. In most cases, yes! But I can't put down my airs and apologize to her. Whenever this happens, she will talk to me and apologize to me. In fact, she doesn't know, I have forgiven her for a long time, and I understand that the reason why she did this is because of her love for me!
This is my mother's special way of loving me!
Love is an intangible and abstract thing, it is beside you and me. Family, friends and strangers have different feelings about love. The love of family has no boundaries, the love of friends can't be said to have no worries, and strange love should be understood with heart.
From the moment you are born, you can feel love. When I encounter setbacks, when I am helpless and have no clue, love is deep. Although not much, it makes me feel very warm! When I lose confidence, I feel that a ray of warm sunshine illuminates the dark place in my heart, which makes my timid heart rearrange and start again; When I am helpless and have no clue, my mother is like an angel, guiding me out of this helpless maze and taking me to the road to God.
If all the love in the world disappears without a trace and there is only indifference between people, there will be no friendship and love in the world ... without the guidance of my mother, I may have been spinning in the maze of helplessness, or it will take a long time to get rid of this terrible shadow. When you don't find love, the world looks cold. Even in the hot summer, people's hearts are cold, so there can be no love in the world. If there is no love around, it will be very lonely.
Since I was born, I have accepted so many selfless contributions from the outside world. I hope I can repay those who have helped me and loved me. The greatest gratitude is the kindness of parents. From birth to now, I will give back with my heart to express my sincere thanks.
My mother always said that I grew up beaten, and I have no impression at all. Therefore, we don't think that parents' discipline is handled by violence unless we do something that we really shouldn't do.
I grew up in a big family, not only in its family, but also in my uncles and aunts, and many grandchildren's children. My comparative mentality often makes my parents worry about whether we will have the pressure to be compared. So our parents taught us how to get along with our families when we were young. Over time, many things have become habits, including obedience and listening to the elders, which seems to be natural. Moreover, it is the responsibility and obligation of children to respect their parents. As long as you listen to your parents and be a good baby, there will be no conflicts and disputes.
However, when children grow up, they will definitely have adolescence, and it is inevitable that they will be a little rebellious. They think their parents are wordy, so they have conflicts with their dearest family. I am no exception. I began to have more ideas of my own and needed more independent space. Occasionally, I feel very bad about my parents' demands, and I will silently resist them, which often makes our relationship feel very nervous and unhappy.
As for me, the last thing I like is being immersed in an unhappy atmosphere. A cold struggle made me breathless. I don't like chaos that is not clear at all.
So, I gradually adjusted my attitude, tried to be tolerant and told myself, "They are also good to you! Isn't it? " After starting over, I feel that everything is going well, and I am more sure of the answer to why I should obey.
One day, I was at home, my parents were not at home, and there was only an elderly grandmother at home.
I slept in bed and had a high fever unconsciously. I woke up in a daze and found myself in the hospital. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a face flashing in front of me. When I saw it, it was my 60-year-old grandmother. I got up gently and looked at her busy east and west, until she saw me, she put down her things and asked me. How's it going? Is it better? What's wrong with you? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Grandma won't let me say a word; I rushed out of the ward, and a long corridor echoed with grandma's footsteps. I don't know why, tears fell like pearls with broken lines, one by one, and I couldn't stop.
At first glance, it's already 0: 30 in the morning at 65438+. I took a long breath, took a look before grandma came, and took a nap.
When I woke up, I overheard the conversation between grandma and the nurse. The nurse said, "Your granddaughter is fine, but you just took your temperature." 39 degrees, what should I do? Get a needle. ""no, no, no, my granddaughter can't find me running around when she wakes up, and she's not well. I don't want her to worry about me. And I still have a lot of things to do. "
"Hit it, for a while. When the temperature is high, I really can't take care of my granddaughter. " "all right"
"Peng." Grandma came in. I pretended to squint. Grandma said to the nurse, "Let's go out to play." "No, you are out, you trust your granddaughter here alone? She woke up and couldn't find you. She won't run around, will she? " Grandma was speechless. "Then play here?" "good"
The nurse went to get the needle and medicine, so I just pretended not to hear. Tears fell down again, and I cried myself to sleep. In my dream, I saw all the interesting things in my childhood, and more importantly, my grandmother's love for me.
Everyone loves others in different ways and gives them different amounts of love.
The way of love 16 There are parents in the world, but there are no parents who don't love their children. But in today's society, there is bound to be a generation gap between parents and children in every family. But this doesn't mean that parents don't love their children, just that children don't understand the way parents love their children.
Nowadays, most parents can be divided into two types: one is to spoil their children and make them lose their basic ability to stand on their own feet; The second is to force children to stand on their own feet and let them lose their ignorance. The two have one thing in common: forcing children and imposing unfulfilled wishes on them. Parents who know their children are not without, just too few.
My parents began to cultivate my self-reliance ability when I was very young, whether I like it or not. Perhaps out of fear of strict parents, I won't resist, just bear it with a wry smile and learn to do housework one by one with my mother. Washing clothes, washing dishes, cooking, cooking and cleaning are all difficult for other peers, but they are insignificant to me. With my present ability, living independently is no longer a problem. I am very grateful to my parents for giving me the ability to live independently. It is this ability that gives me something more to show off than my academic performance in front of my peers.
But since I entered adolescence, I began to get tired of doing those tedious housework. Mom said it was because I was too lazy, but it wasn't. It is because there is so much homework and great pressure on study, so the time that I finally take out to relax will be wasted on housework. Although boring, I still understand that this is the way my parents love me. However, the impulse of adolescence has created a generation gap between my parents and me. This generation gap is different from others'. This generation gap will only appear for a while, and then it will heal automatically. So when I was young, time and time again ...
Our life today is very different from that of our parents when they were young. It will lead to the differences between us and our parents in age, life experience and thought, and will create a generation gap.
We began to grow up. After we have conflicts with our parents, we should learn to think calmly about whether what our parents said is right or not. If it is right, you should accept it with an open mind; If not, we should gently correct our parents' mistakes and avoid the generation gap. It doesn't matter that we sometimes misunderstand the love of our parents. As long as we are in our hearts, we know that our parents love us, but sometimes we can't see the road clearly.