Chapter 1: Family Composition 800 words Choose family, a kind word, we are bathed in the rain and dew of family all the time.
Affection is the father's raised palm, trembling lips and angry face that hates iron and does not produce; Affection is mother's burning tears, gentle call, warm and comfortable embrace; Affection is a child's positive eyes, respectful language and a small gift. The ship of affection depends on the harbor of love, and the building of affection should be built on the cornerstone of love; The fountain of love should flow in the land of love, the stars of love should shine in the sky of love, and the flowers of love should bloom in the garden of love.
Perhaps, many people are either little emperors or little princesses at home, naked and unable to make ends meet. However, my parents firmly believe that flowers in greenhouses can't thrive. Therefore, I was seldom spoiled by my parents when I was a little princess. My parents are typical loving mothers in strict father.
I remember a few days ago, the math teacher went to study. The substitute teacher, Mr. Liu, gave lectures in a completely different way from what our math teacher said. Few people in the class can understand it. I only got 60 points in the exam. The bright red 60 points stung my self-esteem, and I was about to collapse. I haven't been so low in math since primary school. Thought of here, my tears suddenly poured out. After coming home from school, I tried to dry my tears. At home, fortunately, my father hasn't come back yet. Take advantage of this for a while and eat quickly, so that my father won't ask me about my exam results. Who knows, the days are not satisfactory, when my father pushed the door and came in. I was at a loss and said, "Dad-he's back." Dad looked at me and made a big mistake. My mind was half read by him. Dad asked me seriously, "Did you take the exam?" "I took the exam." "How was the exam?" "-no," I said after a short silence. Then, my father asked me about my grades. I don't want to say anything, just let dad guess. He guessed 120. I slowly said it was half. At first, my father didn't believe me and said I lied to him. My mother also said that students who got full marks in the final math exam could get 60 points. I said casually, believe it or not, it's 60 points. When I turned around, tears poured out again.
That night, I thought a lot and always felt that I had failed my parents' expectations. When I think back to my parents' faces that hate iron and not produce, I feel unspeakable sadness in my heart. Is this a family? I thought the same thing.
Anyway, thank you family! Thanks to parents! Because it was my family that raised me and my parents taught me. It was my father's broad shoulders that lifted me from the abyss of failure, and my mother raised me with gentle hands.
Chapter 2: There is a feeling that often surrounds you, but you ignore it, but it will always worry about your heart and make you numb. There is a feeling that has been supporting you on the road of your life and made you forget to cherish it.
When we were young, we always thought that our parents were our guardians and could do anything. We will watch dad go upstairs and downstairs with pure envy, moving rice and white flour; Look at my mother's charming eyes with touching brilliance; Watching dad lovingly lift us above our heads; Watching my mother's silky black hair flying freely in the wind ... At this time, my parents are simply gods in our young hearts. But ignorant of us, we didn't expect that one day they would all grow old. At that time, we were their sponsors.
I remember when our parents taught us, they often said, "We eat more salt than you eat rice, and the bridge we crossed is longer than the road you walked." And we are always so young and frivolous that we don't agree. We ignore the traces left on their faces and temples when the years slip away quietly, and naturally there will be many priceless wisdom experiences accumulated in their hearts. They are always willing to give us everything, and we always stubbornly believe that this is out of date. He ran around like a newborn calf until he was black and blue and bleeding from his horn, then ran to them, leaned his head on their arms, licked the wound and moved on.
We often say: "Our life course has melted into every spray, every melody, every exhortation, every laugh, every look, every step ..." However, the first love in the world means not only caring, but more importantly, education, so that the torch of wisdom can be passed on.
Feelings are an oasis in a deserted desert. When you are lonely, depressed, weak, thirsty and sick, you will be radiant at a glance, your mind will be comfortable and you will not be lonely. Will act quickly, just a drop of water, and the rolling Wang Yang of life spread in my heart.
Family is the North Star at night. In the past, we chased the goal and ignored its existence until one day we looked up slightly without knowing the direction, and a soft light guided us to take firm steps.
Family is a harbor in the voyage. We sailed slowly when we hit the rocks again and again. There are no big winds and waves. We can stay here for a while, mend the wound, prepare supplies and sail again.
Chapter III: Family Composition 800-word selected family is unpretentious, it has no gorgeous appearance, and there is no exchange between money. There is only that kind of pure love, but in my eyes, kinship is a tacky transaction that needs money and needs sweet words.
My father is a successful man with a successful career. I don't know how many ups and downs he has experienced before he can have today's style. Originally, our life was full of flavor, but some people appeared. Let's be as calm as water, with ripples.
These people are my father's eldest brother and so-called mothers. Grandma smiled, with a somewhat flattering tone in the vicissitudes of life. My father soon brought them tea and water. My uncle said, "I want to discuss something with you today. All the crops have died this year, so there is no money to earn. It doesn't matter if you don't eat, but you see my mother's body is like this. Besides, my daughter is getting married again, so count me in. " Speaking of wiping away the hypocritical tears with his hand, his father shook his uncle's hand and said with emotion, "Eldest brother, who are you and me?" Besides, I'm my uncle. Giving money is a matter of course. You don't have to come in person for such a thing. Just call. " Uncle said hypocritically, "How dare you? I always need your help. " Dad said a lot of thanks and stuffed a bank card into his uncle's hand. Finally took the money, and they finally left.
After reading these, you may say, isn't this a matter of course? But this is not the case. According to my aunt, the crops grow fat and strong. Last autumn, I also harvested dozens of Jin of wheat and sold a lot of money. From before, they came to ask their father for money, and more than once. Dad failed to invest last winter and got cirrhosis. At that time, those so-called relatives disappeared one by one. Moreover, at that time, our house was our only asset. On this day, my grandmother and uncle came to our house with bedding and said, "The house is ours, so get out of here." I hugged my mother in fear, and her delicate body stood. Fortunately, the law protects our rights. Hum, these people flatter dad when he is down and out, and they want to rob the house when we are in trouble.
The noise of parents came from the room again, and only a little bear was crying quietly at the lonely door.
Clever, tell me, is it because my child's perspective can't break the mystery man's favor? Don't, this kind of affection has another meaning? I don't understand and I don't need to understand.
When we fall, our parents will reach out to help you and teach you how to deal with it. When we are bullied, go home and talk to our parents, they will help you eliminate your troubles; When we encounter setbacks, our parents will accompany us. All this contains a little affection, which needs us to feel and understand.
Family brings me endless strength, because family nourishes me like nectar, makes me energetic every day and brings strength to my life and study.
Once, I thought I must get good grades in the final exam, but unexpectedly, my grades plummeted, and I dropped out of Wan Li, which was really painful. Since then, I have been so worried about it that I have been afraid to tell my mother the truth. But after all, I still can't escape my mother's "critical eye" and she sees through it. My mother didn't scold me, but patiently instructed me how to improve. Finally, I really went up a storey still higher in the next exam. Isn't this the power of family?
Family is the wind, blowing my progress; Family is rain, which supplements my energy; My family is lightning, so I'm always on my guard.
I remember when I was in the sixth grade, because I had to face the graduation exam, all my studies had to be tense and the schedule was tight. Although this is a necessary stage in life, it is really hard, but with the support of my parents, I don't feel tired, but I think it is a kind of happiness. I also have my own goals when choosing a middle school to study in the future. So I applied for that middle school. Because of the competition, the pressure increased, but the heart remained calm. After the results come out, my guess should be able to enter that middle school. But ..... Unexpectedly, it had already left my sight, and thousands of miles away, I failed. Not only destroyed my desire, but also failed my parents' thoughts. How can I not be sad? Not to mention the following days, so I was silent for many days, and I didn't even have an appetite to eat, and my fragile heart was crushed. Of course, this worries mom and dad. Finally, my dad couldn't stand it anymore and slapped me. I was shocked when I stopped. This is the first time my father hit me. What a heavy hand. But I still want to thank this slap, let me get out of discouragement, let me not immerse myself in sadness, let me move on and finally succeed.
Affection is fluttering spring rain, affection is a smiling face written on the face, affection is an unshakable response, and affection is meticulous cooperation. Affection brings us strength, warmth and understanding. May the world be full of affection, and everyone can feel everything brought by affection!
Chapter 5: The 800-word selection of family composition is going back to school. As before, my mother sent me here. I walked in front and my mother walked behind.
Although it is autumn, the sunshine is not warm, which is not much different from the scorching sun in July. I kept shouting hot, it was too hot, and my mother didn't say a word. On the road, there is no shadow of the car. I muttered, "Why hasn't the bus come yet?" Will it be too hot for drivers to hide and rest? Are you going to have a fight with me and not come? Isn't it ... alas, it's so boring! " .
After waiting for a while, my mother suggested, "Go to the front. There may be a car ahead. " So, I walked forward, and my mother walked behind. "Mom, go home. It's too hot. I don't care. " I said to my mother. "Send you for a while. Don't worry! " Mom said. Now my mother and I are walking side by side, silent to each other.
A breeze blew and shook my mother's black hair. Vaguely, I seem to see something white mixed in my mother's hair. Watch it, it's white hair! I was shocked! For a long time, I didn't care about the traces that years would leave on my mother. I only know that my mother is my mother, and my mother will always be young!
I never thought that my mother in her thirties had white hair on her head! Look at the mother's face again, and it is clear that it has been wrinkled by the wind and frost of the years. Dead people are like this! My mother grows old day by day, and I grow up day by day. My mother silently put all her love on her children. I'm very happy, mom said. Of course she is happy to see her daughter grow taller and smarter every day.
I walked around with my mother, but no car came. Look at my mother. She is a little fat and has a hard time walking. She's already sweating. "Mom, go home, don't send it, I can go to school." I said, it looks sincere. "For a while to send you, for a while to the front. Look, my mother is very happy to send her daughter! " Mom said quietly, keep going. I don't want mother and daughter to remain silent like this. I never gossiped with my mother before, but now I take the initiative. My mother listened carefully to my performance at school and the interesting things that happened at school, as if she were in it, as infatuated and lovely as a child.
There was a big tree in front of me, and I stopped, and so did my mother. "Mom, you go home and don't send it again." I urged again and again. "Just send it for a while, anyway, I am out, and there is nothing at home!" Mother answered again and again. Happy as a child!
"Du ..." A car rang and mother smiled. I smiled, too. The bus finally came. When I got on the bus, my mother was still standing under the tree looking at me, just like red sorghum bathed in autumn wind. "Mom, go home quickly!" I said loudly to my mother.
"Remember, you must study hard!" My mother kept telling me. The car went farther and farther, and finally disappeared into the sight of mother. I know my mother must still be there watching, with a loving smile and happiness on her face.
Chapter VI: Family Composition 800-word Selection The sadness of the first month is like a clear spring, which lightly overflows the heart. I am like a leaf falling from my hometown. In this crowded place, endless homesickness grows quietly.
A few days before the Lantern Festival, supermarkets have paved various flavors of jiaozi in the most conspicuous places, including sesame seeds, peanuts and so on. Their elegant and exquisite appearance gives people an impulse to own.
With the elegant music wandering in the supermarket, revealing a trace of elegance and desolation, evoking endless reverie, I stood in front of the freezer, my heart wandering, my eyes wandering, but I was casually looking for it in the jiaozi pile.
What am I looking for? Looking for a feeling of deja vu? Or are you looking for that memory stored in the undercurrent of time? Or, I just want to relive my past memories?
After searching for a long time, I finally left disappointed. Although the present jiaozi is glittering and translucent, and nephrite is as jade, it seems that a bite will make you feel sweet and greasy, but it lacks a natural and warm feeling.
When I was a child, whenever the Lantern Festival came, my grandmother would buy a lot of glutinous rice flour wrapped in glutinous rice balls to satisfy my thirst. The soup for cooking glutinous rice balls is cooked by oneself, sweet and greasy, and sweet to the heart. Whenever I eat glutinous rice balls, there will be a trace of joy in my heart, which is the first month that has never faded in my memory. Even if the flowers fade, the willows are depressed, the years slip away quietly, and the joy is still there.
On the day before the Lantern Festival, grandma will put on clean clothes after finishing all the housework and put glutinous rice flour and water on the table for later use. The next morning, the fog had not dispersed, and the sun was lightly sprinkled on grandma's face, soft and elegant. Grandma skillfully went through all the formalities, and I followed her in and out like a follower, just like Chinese New Year. It goes without saying that I am flattered to want to eat jiaozi.
Everything was ready, and grandma finally sat down. She first broke the dough into small pieces, then put the stuffing into it, kneaded it into small balls and put it on the plate.
I squatted beside my grandmother and looked at her with ecstasy. Under the irradiation of Chu Yang, my grandmother's face is particularly clear. Suddenly I found my grandmother was old and her face was covered with wrinkles. But grandma's kind smile is very kind. I hope grandma will always be young and beautiful. Grandma's smile kept jumping in my heart, infinitely magnified. ...
The fragrance of glutinous rice balls soon floated out of the pot, and a bowl was full at once. It will be too late when it cools down. With a gentle bite, I feel fragrant, and my mouth is full of saliva, and my mouth is full of fragrance.
This rich flavor is the warmth that will never float in the depths of memory. It's the smell of dumplings, and it's also the smell of grandma and family!
Chapter VII: Family Composition 800-word selection Speaking of family, there are some warm pictures presented to everyone: the mother stretched out her hands and followed the toddler, showing sweet tension on her face; The umbrella protects the child in the wind and rain, and the father's body is still smiling despite being wet; On the moonlit night, grandma taught her grandchildren to count countless stars in the sky and endless myths and legends ... the melodious songs of "Shake, Shake, Shake to the Waipo Bridge" and "Go home often to see", the eternal hymns of "The thread in the hand of a loving mother makes clothes for the wayward boy's body" and "Being in a foreign land, I miss my family twice every holiday" linger in my ears.
Affection is a drizzle that moistens everything and an intoxicating spring breeze; Affection is heavy touch and affectionate gaze; Family is a ray of sunshine, which makes the soul feel warm as spring even in the cold winter; Affection is a clear spring, which makes emotions clear even if they are covered with the dust of years.
In the affectionate care, every young life cries loudly for the first time and walks alone for the first time. The first sentence: My parents have grown into handsome teenagers and girls, and flower of life is so charming under the affection.
When you are happy, you can enjoy it with the people you love. The happy mood is full and only occupies the whole body and mind. When you are sad, faint sadness rises in the eyes of your loved ones like light smoke, and it is not just sadness that floats away. When frustrated, the words of encouragement from relatives are the driving force to raise the sail of life again; When you succeed, applause, flowers, wine and trophies are your greatest wishes.
This deep affection, accompanied by the affection of every moment of life, do you feel it?
Today's children are happy, they are the moon at home, and all the love of parents, grandparents is poured into him. Do children immersed in this kind of love feel it? Look at these common scenes at home and on campus: on the way to school, elderly grandparents carry schoolbags on their shoulders, kettles and lunch boxes in their left hands, and empty grandchildren in their right hands; In the telephone booth on campus, children often blame their parents: you forgot to put my book in your schoolbag and sent it to me at once; Just cry when things are a little unsatisfactory at home, and it is common to yell at your parents.
Today's children are also unfortunate. Too much concern makes them accustomed to the love from their loved ones and feel that it is only natural for their loved ones to pay for themselves. They seldom think of paying their love for their loved ones, let alone returning their loved ones with their love, and gradually lose their keen perception of life and affection.
It's time, it's time to know how to feel affection and learn to repay affection!
I love you, so I dedicate my life to you.
I love you. I fell in love with you when you were born. Your brown eyes sparkle with curiosity, and your thin lips gently open and close, like a solemn oath. God knows, you are so cute, like an innocent angel, and that look cost me eternal life.
I love you. When babbling, I couldn't speak clearly, so I could only smack my mouth and whisper my nickname that I had appeared a hundred times in my dream. Oh, my angel, I don't know if you feel the excitement in my heart. Your giggle hit my chest, my baby. From this moment on, there is no passion in my heart.
I love you. When you took the first step in your life, of course you didn't notice the tears rolling down my cheeks. It gave me immeasurable value when it landed. Baby, in order not to make your efforts go to waste, I dare not be silent, even dare not go out of the atmosphere. I know that even if your arms are still so delicate, your legs are still so weak, but as long as you have perseverance, you will take the step that belongs to you completely.
I love you. When you hold up a bright smiling face in a group of small "red scarves", the corners of my mouth raise the most beautiful radian. You have finally come into contact with a little knowledge that can make your mind full of question marks, but my worries have begun. I'm afraid you're not used to it, that you don't like school lunch without me, that you grow up and eat something without nutrition, that you don't get along well with your classmates, and that you fight. What should I do if I am bullied? You certainly didn't find it. When I wait for you after school every day, the sunset has gradually engraved the traces of time on my forehead.
I love you. I wasn't surprised when you said loudly that you needed a computer, because many children began to use it. I'm even happy because you volunteered to know new things. But to my surprise, you are happy to play from stand-alone games to large-scale online games. You are addicted to this, but you have never opened the learning software I bought for you. When I wanted to study with you, you told me to leave impatiently for the first time.
I love you. I love you so much that I want to be fully integrated into your life. Every joy, sadness, resentment and depression of yours has become the focus of my life, but you are drifting away. I love you so much that I don't have the heart to hurt you at all. Even if it is harsh, you turn to me and say, "There is a generation gap between us!" "
I love you and hope you are the best in the world.
I love you and I hope you and I are close friends.
I love you and treat you as my world.
I love you, I told you to go back to reality, to your classroom, and to your own life!