The afternoon before yesterday, after I finished my homework, I sat at the window and read a book.

Looking at it, I found that the clouds were gathering and the sky was getting dark, like the bottom of a pot. I pushed open the door and ran out. I saw lightning and thunder in the air, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. Raindrops as big as beans hit me in the face like knives. I ran home and closed the open window before I realized that my mother would be cold if she didn't put on more clothes. It's raining so hard, and she doesn't have an umbrella, so she will get caught in the rain. She will definitely be a drowned rat when she comes back. Whenever it rains, I take shelter in the school auditorium and walk around in a hurry. However, just as I was about to rush into the rain curtain, I vaguely saw a haggard aunt and heard a gentle voice: son, mom is late, let's go home! Only then did I find out that she was my mother. On the way, my mother opened her umbrella and hit me on the head. She was caught in the rain, so I asked my mother to take an umbrella. My mother was stubborn ... At this time, I found a lot of silver wires on my mother's temples ... Thinking of this, I decided to give my mother send warm-thick clothes and a raincoat. When I'm ready, I'll wait outside my mother's office. I saw other uncles and aunts holding umbrellas and walking happily on their way home; Some people hurried home without umbrellas. The factory was empty, and with the thunder, I was a little scared. Anxiously said to me: "Why can't I see my mother coming out?" I thought to myself: Mom won't stay in the factory to work overtime, will she? No, I'm home alone. It's impossible for my mother not to come back. I waited for 20 minutes, scratched my head and was in a hurry, so I went to my mother's office. Through the crack of the door, I saw my kind mother staring at the newspaper. I thought to myself: My mother worked so hard that she spent all her efforts on her work and forgot to go home. I have set my mouth, I just need to make a sound, but I stopped for fear of affecting my mother's work. So, I stood outside the door silently waiting. When mother finished her work, it was already 6: 20. She walked out of the office and found me. I looked at my mother happily and quickly said, "Mom, it's raining cats and dogs today. You're only wearing a T-shirt. I brought you thick clothes and an umbrella. Let's go home! " My mother looked at me naively and smiled, which was quite surprising. She said, "Thank you, son. You are a good boy who cares about his parents ... "We said as we walked. On the way, I felt my mother crying happily.

My parents have done a lot for us, and I will do more meaningful things in the future to repay my parents' love.

Example 2:

This afternoon, after finishing my homework, I was idle. At this time, my mother said that she would go upstairs to clean up. As soon as I heard this, I suddenly had a whim and thought: Why not help my mother do some work!

So I said to my mother, "Mom, shall I clean with you?" Mother said, "well, I can give you some exercise." I'll clean the floor, and you clean the TV cabinet, writing desk and so on! "

At this time, I can't wait and say to my mother, "Mom, let's go up quickly!" " "So, my mother and I came to the children's building. I picked up the rag and soaked it, and then I started to work.

I came to the living room first, cleaned the TV cabinet, and immediately felt dissatisfied with the dust, as if the enemy had occupied a piece of land. At this time, I launched an "attack" on them, killing all the "soldiers" and regaining the "territory".

Then, I "swept" the "enemy" on the tea table. In a short time, these "enemy troops" were defeated by me.

After a while, the rag became dirty. I went to the swimming pool, washed the dishcloth and went on working.

After about half an hour, I cleaned all the windows, lamps and tables. At this point, they are as good as new. Put your hands on it. There's no dust at all.

I hurried to find my mother and reported my "record" to her.

Today, I finally did something meaningful for my family. I am indescribable happy.

Example 3: A meaningful thing.

I saw a child in rags. He looks about my age. He has a dirty and broken iron bowl in his hand. His nails are very long, and there is something black under them. I don't feel well. His thin little face was covered with black spots. It seems that he hasn't washed his face for a long time. He came straight to us, held the broken iron bowl in his dirty little hands, threw a pleading look at us and said to us, "Uncle and aunt, please give me some money." If I don't get the money, my father will hit me when I get home. " Then he grabbed dad's pants. I was sad to see his pitiful appearance. I also grabbed my father's clothes with my hand and whispered to my father, "Dad, give him some money. You see how pathetic he is! " At this time, the father squatted down and asked the child, "How old are you? Why don't you go to school? What about your parents? " Hearing this, the child cried and said, "1 1 year-old, my father drinks at home all day, my mother has left, and no one cares about me at home." I want to go to school, but my father won't let me go, saying that there is no money at home. "

I felt sorry for him when I heard his tragic experience. Look at what he is wearing, and then look at what I am wearing. It's so different. The living conditions at home are so good. What do my parents want to buy me? What about him? Sadly, I can't even go to school, so I have to beg outside. I wanted to help him, so I took out my own money for toys from my pocket and gave it to him and said, "Here you are!" " He took it and said, "Thank you, little brother." "