Love in subtleties 1 People who really love you will not say a lot of things that love you, but will do a lot of things that love you.
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In the pond, graceful lotus flowers exude fragrance, and crystal dew rolls on the lotus leaf, which makes people fondle it.
Summer vacation came, and my father and I boarded the Black Pearl with excitement. Taking a boat for the first time in my life is too novel for me.
Driven by curiosity, I want to explore. However, I just turned a few corners and got lost. I just stood there, and my fear filled me instantly. In a trance, a familiar figure is dad! I fell on my father's shoulder and burst into tears. In fact, my father has long guessed my little mind and has been following me silently.
Love is a rainbow that people can't touch.
In autumn, my father and I went to the unknown river. There is no grass growing there, and cracks have formed on the dry shore. The grass swayed with the waves.
Dad cast a few nets, seemingly simple movements, I also want to try, and finally it's my turn. I threw it hard and only heard the river splashing. Dad took a step and reached for me. He said to me calmly, "Don't be afraid, son, there is a father!" " "
Love is a ray of sunshine that warms my heart.
I still remember that winter, the snow falling in the cold air slipped at my fingertips, chilly. I have pneumonia. You take good care of me. You are anxious. Like the abandoned ears of wheat, I forgot the green color and how to swing. Who says it's winter? When you are by my side, I feel a hundred flowers blossom and birds sing cicadas.
Love is a responsibility and a source of happiness.
Don't set the standard of love too high. As long as you carefully taste every little thing in life, it can be said that it is related to love.
Love is like a warm spring breeze, awakening the sleeping catkins on the shore; Love is a twinkling star that illuminates the eyes looking for in the dark.
Love is subtle. Excellent composition 2 "Wang Wang Wang", while I was sleeping soundly, a dog barked. I didn't even think it was an alarm clock I hated.
I reached out lazily from the quilt, turned off the alarm clock and continued to sleep well. When I subconsciously forced myself to get up, it was already six fifty and I slept for twenty minutes. Knowing the exact time, I rushed out of bed like lightning, picked up my clothes and went straight to the bathroom. After washing in a hurry, I picked up my schoolbag and ran to the bus stop.
I didn't want to enjoy the birds and flowers along the way as usual, but kept running. What a big step! I sprained my foot. That's terrible. I limped to the bus stop. Just as I was about to get on the bus, misfortune befell me again: I didn't bring my student ID card. Am I lucky today? Helpless, I want to get on the bus but I'm afraid I have no money to buy a ticket. Just as I hesitated, the driver seemed to see through my mind: "Little son, don't you have any money?" It is getting late. Get in the car. Remember to bring it next time. "I blushed and stepped into the car door gratefully, saying" Thank you! " "
There are many people getting on the bus, which is very crowded. I stood holding the handrail and carrying one foot, which was very uncomfortable. At this time, a nonstandard Mandarin sentence came from the crowd: "Come, children, sit down." I looked inside and turned out to be an old man over sixty. I am embarrassed, how can I let the old man give me his seat? What will grandpa do if I sit? "No, thank you. Sit down. I'm fine! " I said firmly. But the old man was all smiles, and the wrinkles on his face were crowded together like wild chrysanthemums in full bloom, saying, "Come on, little son, I'll get off at the next stop!" " School is not easy for you. "I was relieved to hear the old man's explanation, so I sat in my grandfather's seat and my heart was filled with infinite positive energy.
Love is in the nuances! My experience this morning told me.
Love is in the nuances. Excellent composition 3 "Huhoo-"Autumn wind swept the street smartly, skimming my tearful face, dragging my heavy legs and walking home step by step.
When I got home, my father saw me and asked with concern, "What's the matter, daughter?" I replied angrily, "I want you to take care of it!" " Say and slam the door. At this point, a heavy slate is on my mind. In today's math class, I was laughed at by the whole class because I did a wrong math problem. The failure of the previous exam and this exam made me feel pressure. Only by working hard can we win back our dignity.
It's late, and I'm still struggling with a math problem. At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and my father leaned in and asked cautiously, "Have you finished your homework?" "no!" "Can I help you?" "You won't ask you!" My father's expression froze when I replied grumpily. After a long time, I closed the door gently.
The next day, I yawned and walked on my way to school The wind is still rustling, so I can't help putting my hand into my trouser pocket to keep warm. Suddenly, I took out a piece of paper from my pocket with the answer to yesterday's question written on it! Behind it is a neat handwriting: Dad. There was a touch in my heart, but it soon disappeared like a small ripple on the lake.
I thought it was over, but half a year later, I cried because of it.
Dad was on a business trip that day and left his mobile phone at home. I opened his cell phone and accidentally opened his electronic diary. I saw three of them say:
65438+1October 1 1: Today, my daughter is unhappy. I want to help her, but I can't. I can only cheer for her silently. I've been thinking about that for a long time, and I feel really old.
10 June 12: I bought a lot of math materials today. I want to work hard with my daughter. ...
I am glad that my daughter has made progress in her studies recently. Come on! Daughter, you will always be the best!
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Looking at these lines of love, I cried. In the crystal tears, I seem to see my father's back in a foreign land, burning the midnight oil. I've learned that some love is subtle, but it can make you unforgettable.
Love is in the nuances. People who are willing to help you don't owe you anything, but they love you in their hearts.
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When you have love in your heart, your fears will disappear and you will feel rich inside.
At noon in late spring, the sky is quiet and blue, the sun shines on the lush grass through the treetops, and the breeze flows, making the river ripple and wrinkle.
A father and son caught my attention. The father is tall, wearing fashionable casual clothes, carrying a cartoon bag and a thermos cup on his shoulder, ready to serve his son at any time. My son is about three or four years old and chubby. Have a pair of big shiny eyes. The red face is permeated with a bright smile, like a blooming daisy.
Xiao Pang rides a children's tricycle leisurely. When he stepped forward, the wheel bumped, which made him giggle. The father followed closely, observing his son's every subtle move, for fear of making any mistakes.
"Baby, don't ride on pebbles, it's easy to fall."
"No." The son said willfully. Father shook his head helplessly. "Slow down." Then my father continued to be the guardian of his love.
Suddenly the rear wheel of the car was thrown up, and one was unstable and rolled over on the side of the road. My son fell to the ground, only to hear a cry of "Wow ……", which was heartbreaking. Tears slide down my cheeks like broken pearls. "Daddy hugs ..." Tears welled up in my son's star eyes. At the moment of falling, my father went to the front of the car, squatted down, put down his backpack and checked the injury. After careful observation, I confirmed that it was okay and looked at my son with encouraging eyes. "Baby, it is a man to stand up." Encouraged, the son stood up by himself.
The father gave his son a loving hug and kissed his tearful little face. The son hugged his father and smiled through tears.
Russian writer Chernyshevski said, "What does it mean to love someone? This means being happy for his happiness, doing everything that needs to be done to make him happier and get happiness from it. " My father's little reminder, encouraging eyes and warm hug seem subtle, but they can make people feel silent love.
Love is like a warm spring breeze, awakening the sleeping catkins on the shore; Love is the twinkling star that illuminates the eyes in the dark.
I believe that love is a flower that will bloom in my heart. Even if the years are old, the flowers will still be full of clothes.
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Love is like a spring rain, light and silent. Love is like a bunch of jasmine flowers, fragrant and pleasant.
In late spring, the world is still blue and the sky is full of clouds. In the small courtyard, two magnolia trees bloom quietly, like a quiet Bai Niao, and the clouds generally stop at the treetops.
I am addicted to the world like oil painting.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Grandma's kind cry pulled me back from my dream, and I got into grandma's arms in a coquetry way.
"Come, send a bowl of soup to Grandpa Zhong across the hall." After drinking a bowl of hot crucian carp soup, I pushed open the iron gate. "Cheep-",a palm-sized yard, a house with white walls and blue tiles, small rape flowers blooming wantonly, carrots blooming brightly, thin stems stirring up the dream of clouds, like stars falling in the sky ... Under the wisteria frame, Grandma Zhong sat peacefully on the rattan chair, kind and kind.
"Hello, Grandma Zhong!" I greeted her as usual. She said nothing, looked at me with clear eyes and smiled every time. Hearing the sound, Grandpa Zhong strolled out of the room wearing a yellow apron of "Taitai Le Chicken Essence". Although he has lost weight and rosy cheeks, he has more and more white hair and looks energetic in the sun.
Grandma Zhong was silent, and her spoony eyes smiled faintly with white hair.
Grandpa Zhong sat next to the cane chair, carefully picked up the fishbone, blew it gently, and slowly fed it to grandma. Whispered: "This is your favorite crucian carp." The action is extraordinarily gentle. I watched quietly, and grandpa Zhong patiently fed the whole bowl of fish soup to grandma. In an instant, that faint love is like a warm current surging in my heart, rippling, warm wind rippling, emitting flowers. ...
Love is still spreading, and the world is listening to the voice of love!
Grandma said that grandma Zhong was ill and no one remembered. Time is quiet, only aimless love is real.
Looking back suddenly, the best thing in youth is plain love. Life is brilliant because of love, and life is wonderful because of love.
There is always some touch in life, which is casual love flowing in subtle places.
Love is in the nuances. 6. You should cherish every bit of love.
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Love is like a warm spring breeze, awakening the sleeping catkins on the shore; Love is a twinkling star that illuminates the eyes looking for it in the dark.
In early autumn, maple leaves are flying, and in an instant, the sky is rendered golden red, showing a trace of sadness in loneliness, and the prosperity is gone, and the frost leaves are dyed.
"Push, push, push" familiar footsteps came from the corridor. Bang, the door opened, and I was surprised: why did the door open before I knocked? I stepped up and walked in, and saw grandma sitting at the door waiting for me. "I haven't knocked at the door yet. How did you know I was back? " I asked my grandmother puzzled. She smiled. "Silly girl, I have long been familiar with your footsteps." Grandma looked at me affectionately.
Grandma's words inadvertently touched the string in my heart, and crystal tears immediately welled up in my eyes. I looked at my grandmother and suddenly found that there were wrinkles on her face and some silver wires in her thick black hair, which was the only loving look my grandmother had never changed.
Childhood love is like a pot of honey, and it is like soft moonlight in my heart. My thoughts drifted back to my childhood. ...
That year I told my grandmother that I really wanted to grow up. Grandma said helplessly, "Grandma wants you to grow up, not you."
"Why, Grandma?" I don't understand.
"Because when you grow up, grandma will be old."
Now I finally understand grandma's painstaking efforts. She gave me the warmth of being loved.
Love, like a beam of light in the cold winter, warms my heart, and like a baton of life, guides me to the other side of victory.
True love is actually the simplest. It doesn't need gorgeous ornaments to decorate, and it doesn't need sweet words to express it. Actually, you can feel it with your heart.
Love is in the nuances. Love is like a warm spring breeze, which awakens the sleeping catkins on the shore. Love is a twinkling star that illuminates the eyes looking for it in the dark.
I remember that Saturday spring, the quiet sky enveloped the city, the wind blew inadvertently, and I could hear the madness of leaves bidding farewell to branches. It quietly pulled my thoughts to the age of seven.
The first time I went to school, I was curious about everything. I find that school is not boring, but interesting. It can turn the unknown into the known. This is a wonderful feeling. My heart is full and feels as sweet as sugar. At this time, I told my mother about this discovery.
After school, I looked for my mother in the crowd, but I found it was my father. I put away my disappointment and ran to my father. When I got home, I ran to the fifth floor step by step and made a "drumming" sound. Just out of the stairs, the door was open and I thought, who forgot to close the door? As soon as I entered the door, my slippers were put away for my convenience. Mom sat on the sofa and looked at me. I smiled and was suddenly enlightened. "Mom, did you open the door to put your shoes?" "Of course." I walked quickly over and said, "I love you." I remembered a sentence-only mother is good in the world.
This is subtle love.
In the morning, I packed my schoolbag and prepared to go out to school. My mother came up to me and brought me a crooked hairpin and straightened it. "Don't worry next time." Mother pretends to be serious. "Thank you, Mom." Say that finish, I hugged my mother again. "I see."
Perhaps, this small action, subtle words, is not worth remembering, but it makes me feel warm and love.
Don't set the standard of happiness too high. Any little thing in life can be said to be related to love as long as you savor it carefully. Because in any case, happiness is just a feeling.
Pay more attention to your parents. We are always so busy growing up that we forget that they are getting old.
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