Chapter 1: Because of love, love is a magical thing. It is God's most precious gift to mankind and the meaning of life. As long as there is love, life will not be fragile. As long as there is love, life will not be lonely. As long as there is love, life has reason to grow and enrich. As long as there is love, we will be grateful.
Because we got love, we know how to love. People are emotional animals and know how to repay kindness. A rebellious child who is growing up and needs love is facing the situation of living with his stepmother as soon as possible. He is rebellious, indifferent, isolated and resentful. When he left home because of the noise on Christmas Eve and came home because of the cold, he saw his stepmother's anxiety and worry about making crazy phone calls but getting nothing. When she regretted not taking good care of him, he heard her regret and sadness; He remembered her usual meticulous care and love. He began to regret his willfulness and ignorance. Only at this moment did he realize that he had deeply hurt the heart of a mother who loved him deeply. Rebellion, ruthlessness, and pretending to be strong instantly turned into tears of regret, and shouted out two words that he hadn't touched for a long time-mom. Mother and son hugged each other and cried. Later, their family lived happily. Love touched gratitude, and gratitude touched happiness.
Because we give love, we get more love. Maybe you don't repay your kindness because of your selflessness, but God has sent someone who is loved by you because of your selflessness to make you happy.
A couple, no children of their own. I was very happy when I found my first child. Care for his growth with all his love. From babbling to toddler, every word and every footprint has devoted their selfless love. Gradually, the child grew up, became sensible, and knew how to repay the kindness. When he saw the kindness and gentleness of his parents when they accepted their second child, he knew how to repay their love. So he comforted his parents with impressive achievements and cared for his sister with meticulous love. Because of love, because of gratitude, because of grateful love, they live happily.
Love is everywhere. We always walk through the life of loving and being loved, because we have a grateful heart. Love will not freeze, because time is always ticking.
With a heart full of love and gratitude. We have learned to give, give and bring happiness to everyone who passes by us. Let them find the true meaning of happiness with the same grateful heart.
Because of love, so love, because love is much, so love is much.
Chapter 2: Love is also love. Everyone has love. Everyone is eager to be loved. Love is human nature. However, love, sometimes pay attention to the way, love, sometimes grasp the scale.
Love, but also love. what is love ? That is a kind of sympathy and warmth. what is love ? This is a comfort. It's beautiful. However, overindulgence is not enough. Love is a kind of quality love and a virtue. People in love are pure and kind at heart. Love can help desperate people see the light again; Love can help people who have lost confidence regain their confidence.
A beggar living on the street, begging with eyes full, hoping to get help. Some people pass by him and turn a blind eye; Some people took out 1 and threw it on the ground. At this time, what about the dignity of beggars? Love is not charity. If someone gives money to a beggar every day, over time, he will rely on this charity, without dignity, status and self-esteem. He is no different from a pet. True love is not charity, but giving him confidence, making him stand up again, giving him spiritual help, and letting him achieve sweet success with his own labor, love, love and know how to love. Know how to love. ...
Everyone is compassionate and caring. Everyone should make good use of his love and compassion to help others, encourage others and comfort others. While loving, we should also grasp the scale of love. To love others is to love the world and the earth. Because, you saved a person's self-esteem, let him bravely get up from a big pit, finally stand up, boldly face others, be equal to others, let him lose his self-esteem, stand up and become a useful member of this world. It is because of your little love and help that he has achieved great success. At this time, he should still be smiling with relief. At this point, your love is right! Love, but also love. You did it.
Chapter III: Fatherly love is invisible. When you ran to the sun and looked for that beautiful happiness, did you find the love that will never disappear around you?
Time flies, time slips away secretly, but it always sticks to you, whether you are in two worlds that never intersect with it or not. Love has a simple name-father.
When you rummage through your dreams and try to do anything, let the experience of youth boil in your favorite dream. When failure hits your sincere heart, it will warm your cold heart like a rekindled flame, make your blood boil again, let you stand up again and find your next dream.
This love always comes to your side when you need comfort and encouragement most to help you solve problems. He always pays for you without asking for anything in return, because there is only you in his world.
This love is the best wound medicine when you are sad, the best confidante when you are depressed, and the best haven when you are in trouble. It makes your life full of sweet laughter forever, because he will share all your sadness and unhappiness for you.
One of his favorite things is to look at you and smile. When you smile, no matter how much you pay, he has no regrets. So, let's give dad a most beautiful smile every day! Because he-father, silently dedicated an indelible love for you!
Chapter 4: Love, be loved, learn to love. The clock ticks and time flies.
Each of us grows up slowly in the passage of time, from innocent laughter in mother's arms to stumbling steps in father's arms, from babbling at birth to export now, from young and ignorant children to mature young people. Under the care of parents, we have come to the present, and under the nourishment of parents' love, we have thrived.
Look carefully, I don't know when my parents' foreheads have faded and some silver hair has grown. Mom's hands are not as white and smooth as before, and Dad's arms are not as strong as before. Yes, our loving parents gave us all the love, the best environment and the warmest harbor, but they grew old day by day. ...
Have we ever thought that when we are eating KFC, our parents are still eating leftovers at home; Have we ever thought that when we change a high-end mobile phone every year, our parents are still using the cottage we bought a few years ago; It never occurred to us that our parents were still wearing old clothes that we didn't want to throw away when we were shopping heartily in the mall. We often hear such words: "It's a pity that the food can still be eaten." . ""This mobile phone can still make calls, so don't change it! " "This dress is not rotten, and it can be worn for a while. "But they never let us eat leftovers, and every meal is fresh; They never refuse our request to change mobile phones, even if they use old ones; They never refuse our desire for new products, even if they are dressed behind the times. They are always mean to themselves and generous to us.
Why?
Because they love us!
After 90, we are very happy, surrounded by the love of our parents, but we have learned to resist our parents and try to escape from them. We always say that our parents know nothing, but how much do we know about our parents? How many people clearly remember their parents' birthdays? How many people have counted the hard-earned money that parents spend on us every month? How many people will take the initiative to cook a meal for their parents, not just Father's Day and Mother's Day? If we don't understand the hardships of life, who are we to say that our parents know nothing?
One day, we will also be parents and realize the hardships of life. When one day, when we are old, we also want to be deeply loved by our children, to be accompanied by them, to be sick and to be taken care of by them. This beautiful vision is also imagined by our parents now.
When our parents are old and unable to move, we should take good care of them, just as they took care of us in infancy; We should spend more time with them, just as they did with us who were afraid of loneliness when we were children. In this way, quietly watching the morning light spread all over the earth, watching the afterglow spread all over the sky, trying to love, learning to love parents who are suffering in love.
Chapter 5: What is love? In this world, love is being formatted and programmed.
what is love ? Warm sunshine in winter and sweet spring in the desert are love? Or hand over fragrant tea and pinch your shoulders when your parents are tired? Actually, it is not.
In the dictionary, love is defined as "having deep feelings for people or things" and "liking, cherishing and caring". This feeling is deep, this love is warm, and this love and care are from the heart.
In composition, we often write about "love", but how much do we know about love?
Maybe you'll say. I know, that is, put more pieces of meat in mom's bowl, pass a cup of hot water when dad coughs, light mosquito-repellent incense in grandpa's sleeping room, and turn on the air conditioner when grandma sweats.
However, love is not for people to see. Why do you eat more meat and vegetables yourself? Why does dad only pee when he coughs? Why light mosquito-repellent incense when grandpa sleeps instead of putting up mosquito nets before that? Why does grandma turn on the air conditioner when she sweats instead of fanning her?
All this is vanity, not love. This so-called love blinds our eyes. I can't help asking, where is love and what is it?
Love is willing, in the earthquake, the mother is willing to use her body to block the ruthless wall for her children and support the beautiful blue sky in the future.
Love is free, and parents in rural areas are willing to sell iron for their children to go to school. In order to let children leave this barren land early and survive in big cities.
Love is air. Without love, everything in this world will cease to exist. The sun loves the earth, shines on it with its brilliance, and loves the grass in the morning. It nourishes the grass all its life. Air is the starting point of our love. With air, we can live and have the capital of love.
Where does this air come from? This is love for plants, because they appreciate the sunshine. They love the sun, but the sun will never die, so it gives the love it wants to give back to the sun to other creatures.
Poor people, please don't be selfish, just care about vanity!
When you meet an old beggar on the roadside, please feel your pocket and see if you have any change for them. When you see stray cats and dogs, please don't kick them away, because that won't show how noble you are. Maybe there is an elderly grandmother living opposite your house. Please go and chat with her often, and ask her to come and have a taste when mom wraps jiaozi!
Love is not shameful. Accepting others' love doesn't show how low you are.
Please always wear the sweater your mother knitted for you and listen carefully to your father's patient guidance. You should also eat the breakfast cooked by your grandmother happily, sit beside your grandfather at night, listen to the stories of his time and cherish your present life!
In the long run, if people love nature, the earth will not be like this.
Flood, drought, climate warming, all kinds of things that have happened, are happening, and will happen, are not nature's revenge on mankind? The earth can't stand deforestation, sewage discharge and noise. He was angry. In the past, love for mankind turned into hatred. So, the disaster began. Will 20 12 really come? Maybe ... but it may not be 20 12 years, or it may be tomorrow.
The extremes of love and hate are similar.
Because of love, so hate. Isn't it what parents say "hate iron and not produce"? We are always "outside the school". Our parents are anxious and angry. They want to fight, but they can't. They want to scold, but they can't talk to us in a peaceful way. But how can we listen? My parents set up a monument of "gentlemen don't cry" and put it on our heads. We laughed and erased two words and turned it into "gentlemen don't cry". My parents smiled silently, bitter.
Love is full of laughter and tears.
When people grow up, they will always leave their parents and smile at each other, but tears will swirl in their eyes. Don't turn around quietly, tears will blur your eyes. I can't bear to leave because I love you so much.
There are many kinds of love.
Love between relatives, love between friends, love between partners and love between different people. Every kind of love is precious and priceless. Blood is thicker than water between relatives, friends confide in each other, and partners never give up. It's hard to give up either one! But those lonely old people, disabled children, stray cats and dogs who don't know what you need?
Love is priceless, love is priceless. If you use the word love to cover up your vanity, it is better not to love.
Chapter 6: The embodiment of love On May 12, Wenchuan, Sichuan was destroyed in the moment of landslide, and each fresh life was buried under the rubble. Those dead compatriots have created countless touching stories.
On the evening of "mourning day", I will go for a walk in the square after finishing my homework. In those days, the atmosphere in the square was particularly heavy. And under that TV, there are strings of colorful paper cranes.
The "wings" of paper cranes record people's good wishes, and different wishes reflect the same wish-I wish the people of Sichuan to tide over the difficulties and rebuild their homes as soon as possible! The dead rest in peace and the living work hard. Among them, a paper crane that impressed me the most wrote: Rebuild the home of hope on the ruins, sow red seeds in the cracks and bloom flowers that will never die! Sichuan compatriots, come on! Get through this.
When I read these paragraphs, my heart was shocked and tears swirled in my eyes, as if to burst out. Legend has it that cranes are fairy birds. I hope this string of paper cranes can carry these "sparkling" wishes and fly to Wenchuan, Sichuan, to comfort people's hearts and sow the seeds of hope.
Paper crane, this is a sign of love and a moment that touched me.