About the composition of parental love 800 words 1 parental love is a clear spring, which makes the soul more pure; Parents' love is the beacon to guide the correct course; Parents' love is a breeze, which eliminates the inner heat; Parental love ... parental love is not only gentle and considerate, but also direct. Sometimes, we need to understand it carefully
That day, an article I wrote was praised by the teacher, and I was very excited. Humming a ditty all the way home, I said happily as soon as I saw my mother: "Mom, I have good news for you today!" " ""what? "Mom asked with interest." Today, the teacher praised my good composition. I don't believe you! "Say that finish, I handed the composition book in the past and looked at my mother expectantly. Mother took the book, read it carefully for a while, and then floated over: "Well, it's all right, keep cheering.". "I seem to have been poured a pot of cold water, and I suddenly wondered, shouldn't this be a warm compliment? I said to my mother, as if arguing, "but ..." "but what? Why don't you do your homework? " I walked towards my room in grievance, unhappy. Why? Your good behavior has not been praised? Don't, mom doesn't love me? "I finally couldn't control my tears and let her flow like a broken bead. Day, it began to rain in Mao Mao at this time, which added a bit of sadness to my heart. ...
Continue to think at night, toss and turn, can't sleep. When I got up to go to the toilet, the light in my parents' room was still on, and if there was a whisper, I leaned in to listen. "Children like writing so much. At this rate, they will certainly shine for you in the future. Your Chinese teacher is under great pressure! " This is mom's voice. "What pressure, I hope she will surpass me as soon as possible. It is natural for children to surpass their parents and it is their greatest wish." There is some pride in dad's voice. "I know you are proud of your daughter, too, but why did you downplay it just now?" Mom's voice was a little embarrassed: "I'm not afraid that too much praise will make her proud." What should I do if I lose my writing motivation? In your fifth grade Chinese textbook, there are articles called Wonderful and Terrible. What does it say? "Dad seems to be nodding:" Mm-hmm, that makes sense. In fact, I have long seen your little mind. " ...
Hearing this, my eyes were moist, and tears flowed out of my eyes disappointedly. I think I have understood my parents' good intentions towards me. Mom and dad keep their affirmation to me in mind, and I will keep my thanks to them in mind, so that they can see my progress and growth every day and repay them!
When I got up in the morning, my pillow was slightly wet, but it was clear in Wan Li thousands of miles away.
When the sun was about to set, I sat by the window and looked up at the sky. The golden juice poured down slowly, bathing my body and soul. I feel extremely sweet and happy.
The color of dusk has always been fascinating, and people are always obsessed with the pursuit of that kind of beauty. The sunset painted a spectacular scene in the painter's pen. In the writer's pen, golden dreams are woven, and gorgeous colors make people have infinite reverie. Throughout the hearts of ancient people in China, different people have different views. "The smoke in the desert is straight, and the long river sets the yen" is Wang Wei's eternal magnificence. "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night" is Li Shangyin's lament. ...
The sunset is short. It disappears faster than a rainbow and quieter than cordate telosma. But its scene is very solemn and warm. I always associate the sun with my parents, and always associate the light of the sun with my parents' love for me. I once compared the sun to my parents.
However, I am always afraid that one day, my sun will never rise again. I clearly know that one day, my parents will no longer be the sun in my sky, illuminating my sky and warming my heart. Sooner or later, they will leave me forever, go to a distant place I don't know, and never come back to accompany me. Every time I see my parents' tired bodies, I feel uneasy. I grew up happily, but I felt more guilty. Hard work makes my parents aging day by day, which makes me feel at a loss.
The sun sets slowly, getting bigger and rounder. My parents' love for me, like the radiance of the sun, is deep, deep and great, and will never die. Maybe one day, my parents really left me, or they no longer have enough ability to give me more love, but can my parents' true love for me stop? The setting sun will support the sunrise tomorrow. The aging of my parents will make me return more love to them and society.
The sun will never change its direction because of the change of the surrounding environment, and parents will never change their true love for us because of the flight of time. They will, as always, spill their love on us, because their children are the flesh and blood of their parents. ...
As long as we grasp every love, every touch, every true feeling, and remember every eternal beauty in life, we will turn true love into a never-setting sun and warm everyone's heart. The sun will set, but our parents' love for us will never fall. Parents' love for us is the sun that never sets. It will always glow with more beautiful light, draw more beautiful pictures, write more beautiful poems, express more beautiful sighs and burn more beautiful legends!