Essay about priceless love

Looking at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, I am not surprised by honor or disgrace. I look at the clouds in the sky, leaving or leaving without intention. Below is a composition about priceless love that I compiled. I hope it will be helpful to you!

Chapter 1: Love is priceless

The heavy snow cannot freeze everyone’s hearts influenced by the spring breeze; the earth shakes and the mountains shake, but it cannot shake everyone’s unwavering hearts; there are few bricks Wa, can't resist the children's thirst for knowledge. Only because of intention, we have the same smiling faces under the same blue sky...

"Great dedication of love", "Let love spread"... Slogans like this are hung prominently on Guanyin Mountain Commercial Street, that wide street is already crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder. Here, we also have our passionate hearts. We brought the love of all the teachers and students of the school here for the charity sale, put them in a position that belongs to us, and used the most sincere and sincere words to attract customers. For no other reason than to rely on the power of love.

Our shouts were drowned in the sea of ????people, and our enthusiasm was vented on the boiling streets. As if touched by the power of our love, inquiries kept coming one after another: "This is a charity sale, this activity is very good." "How much does it cost?"... "It's too cheap!" came and went. In our transactions, we learn to contribute and gain happiness.

Seeing that other schools were doing better business, we were not to be outdone. We took our things and ran to the middle of the road, openly blocking customers and stealing business. Look, everyone is shouting with red faces, refusing to give in to each other, they are evenly matched, no one can tell who wins and who loses. Love knows no victory or defeat.

Love is priceless. What is a "charity sale"? As the name suggests, "righteousness" means friendship, which is sold based on conscience, not for a penny, but for a share of love. A hundred is love, and a dime is also love. The only definition of love is selflessness. Love does not ask for anything in return. Only the most sincere love can have the most sacred reward - happiness. Not everyone deserves it, happiness is the only one. Love has no opponent. The only opponent is your own heart. Only by defeating it will you be desperate for love. Being defeated by it can only mean that you are not qualified to be happy.

Love can melt thousands of years of snow; love can remain as stable as a mountain after an earthquake; love can make dreams no longer far away... Thousands of gold and silver cannot replace the purity of love; thousands of troops cannot defeat it The sacredness of love; no matter how many mountains and rivers are there, the persistence of love cannot be undone; thousands of words will eventually come true - love is priceless.

Chapter 2: Love is priceless

"As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world..."

I don’t know when, The rain splashed on my face, and it was as cold as my heart. I woke up, the sky was hazy, and I fell into deep thought: "What is love? Love is a guardian angel, making my tomorrow more brilliant. Love is selfless. No matter what the situation, love surrounds us all the time, like the never-ending sea, making the sky bluer."

Love is priceless, flowing through my heart like a stream, and I am like a baby, sucking sweet milk; love is priceless, like the waves of the sea, and I am like a petrel, fighting side by side with the sea. , give me the strength to fight, love is priceless, as majestic as a mountain, and I am like a plant, growing on the top of the mountain, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. Under the care of love, I grow, and love gives me infinite power, which fills our hearts and never stops.

Love sprouts in the spring rain, but disappears in the cold wind. It is really heartbreaking. We must catch it no matter when and where we say "thank you." Because it Generosity does not require us to give in, because it gives us warmth, happiness, and gives us direction to pursue better things in the world. Therefore, love is the sun in the darkness, lighting up our way forward. Love is the rays of light in the evening. Colorful and colorful.

We also need to learn to give love, spread love all over the world, let the world have more true love and less sorrow, appear at the critical moment, let people have true love everywhere, and love you, me and others in the world.

The spring is gurgling, and the years are disappearing bit by bit. Love helps us invisibly, but does not require any return. It is like rushing water, which has already disappeared without a trace. has disappeared, we must spread the spirit of love and carry it forward.

Where there is love, there is happiness. Let love become an invisible net, binding us together, and we can advance and retreat together.

Chapter 3: The Priceless Composition of Love

"The thread in the hands of a loving mother is like the clothes on a wanderer's body. There is a tight seam before leaving, and I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says nothing about grass will be rewarded. Get three spring lights. "Mother's love is an idyllic poem, remote, pure, elegant and light; mother is the final destination for wanderers in the world, and a clear spring that nourishes the souls of children. She accompanies her children throughout their lives!

Mother is the source of our life, and we are the continuation of our mother’s life. The wrinkles on the face bear witness to the traces of time, and the silver thread on the head bears witness to the selfless dedication. Mother uses her rough hands to soothe the sadness in our hearts and give us peace in our sleep. Mother's body, which has been slightly "put on" after years of tempering, protects us from the wind and rain and prevents us from being washed by wind and rain. It was May Day last year. A sudden serious illness crushed my body. During the time when I was sick, my mother stayed by my bedside day and night. Because of my illness, no matter what I ate, I would vomit after eating even a little bit. I lost a lot of weight because I couldn't eat for a long time. When my mother saw me like this, she kept wiping tears and became very haggard. While I was in the hospital, my mother was always looking for home remedies for me. I was taking Western medicine and drinking Chinese medicine. Seeing my mother crying all day over my illness made me feel very sad. At this time, I finally knew what a mother-son connection meant, and secretly vowed that I would get better soon!

One day my condition worsened and I had to put in an oxygen tube. You can imagine my mother’s mood when I had to be transferred to the hospital again. God opened my eyes. After half a month of treatment and my mother's careful care, my condition gradually improved. I was able to get out of bed, walk, and eat by myself. At this time, a smile bloomed on my mother's face. My mother was as happy as a child when she saw that my health was getting better day by day and I was eating more and more. But I discovered that my mother had added strands of white hair during this time! Mother worked hard to conceive us for ten months to bring us into this world, and she went through all kinds of hardships to raise us. In this process, my mother suffered so much and suffered so much. The wrinkles on their faces, the silver threads on their heads, their slightly fat bodies, and their rough and heavy hands are the best witnesses! Mother's love is the laughter that accompanies a lifetime; mother's love is the wandering longing; mother's love is the care and anxiety of the children before their sick beds; mother's love is the earnest expectation of the children's growth!

Maternal love is priceless, maternal love is the most selfless in the world. That love allows me to grow up and mature slowly in happiness.

Chapter 4: Love is priceless

What is wealth? Is it money? Is it income? Or what? But in my eyes, it has a special definition - love.

Love, like the stars in the sky, has many types: selfless maternal love, flawless love, great love for the country... But I have never had them all. However, I have the friendship between brothers, the friendship between friends, and the mother's love that is selfless for her children!

Brother, it sounds so kind. The friendship between you and me is as turbulent as the river. I still remember...

During a play, I chased the racing car. , but unexpectedly fell onto my back on a downhill slope. I lay motionless on the hard and rough gray-white cement floor. Tears welled up in my eyes, and the blood stained the ground red... It's you, elder brother! It was my brother who helped me up, patted the dust off my body, wiped away my tears, and stopped me from crying and blood from flowing - ah! cousin! You are as good to me as a real brother!

Friendship, just like the song goes: "Between you and me, there is an invisible bridge.

Hearts and hearts are connected together, just like stars shining on each other..." Yes! Friendship connects people's hearts together, let us help each other...

On a sunny afternoon, I I was running on campus when, unexpectedly, an oncoming little girl bumped into my mouth. I fell down all of a sudden, with my hands on the ground, my lips and teeth in close contact, and blood flowed continuously from the wound. It came out and dripped to the ground. I was at a loss. At this time, a pair of hands helped me up. It was a classmate! My good friend helped me to the bathroom and stopped the bleeding. I was full of life again...ah ! Friends, it was you who helped the injured me and made me healthy again...

Mother! You are the incarnation of the goddess. You endured the pain to give birth to me and nurtured me through the wind and rain. , which does not reflect your selfless maternal love! How many stories are not true portrayals of you! The stories of your love for me and your sacrifice for me are all filled with my memory...

"Quickly. Wake up, wake up! "A burst of urgent shouts came into my uncomfortable brain, is it mom!? I slowly opened my eyes, which were hazy, but I seemed to see a pair of eager eyes. It's mom! In a daze, I also heard a few anxious murmurs. Suddenly, clothes were put on me carelessly, and my mother carried me on her back, "Where are we going?" "My burning head was filled with doubts. "It's the middle of the night now! "A biting cold wind blew in my face, and my mother hugged me tighter.

"Ah! "My mother accidentally fell on the stairs, and my heavy body pressed on my mother's weak body. I am so useless! My mother was injured, and she also had a fever and had to be carried to the hospital in the middle of the night. I am so useless!" However, my mother got up bravely, carried me with a fever, and continued to walk to the hospital...

How great is love! It is my great wealth that will never change! Wealth that everyone has!

Chapter 5: True love is priceless

Flowers can wither, trees can lose their leaves, but the lovely sacred fire will never go out! /p>

True love is priceless. This time, I truly appreciate the power of love.

Today, I came to the composition class and Teacher Chen asked us to write "love me" in the composition book. The names of the five people. I tried to remember. First, I thought of my mother who took care of me when I was a child. She took care of me in every possible way, and she often stayed up late to take care of me. Seeing a doctor... Thinking about it, a warm current of love surged into my heart, and I wrote down the title "Mom". Although it was only two words, how sacred was it?

I thought of my mother. , I naturally thought of my father who loved me. He was away from home all day long and often didn't come home for dinner. Sometimes he didn't come home until one or two in the morning... I took up my pen again and wrote the solemn and sacred word "Dad".

Scenes of images appeared in my mind, and I wrote down "grandpa", "grandma" and "aunt". At this time, I seemed to be surrounded by love and intoxicated by love. . It's like a river of love, and a beam of extremely warm sunshine shines on me in winter. Suddenly, a warm current of love flows throughout my body...

When I am intoxicated in the river of love, suddenly. A cold and ruthless voice came: "You take out the one person who loves you the most from those five people! My pen seems to weigh a thousand pounds. I don’t want to row, I don’t row, I can’t row! The classmates also protested: "Teacher, you have a human face and an animal heart!" "Teacher, you are a cold-blooded animal, we don't row!"...

"No, you must row!" The teacher's words were unequivocal, leaving no room for negotiation. . I gritted my teeth, shook my hands, and crossed out "aunt". At this moment, my blood seemed to solidify and turned into a cold blood clot.

Then, Teacher Chen’s cold voice sounded again: “Cut out one more person from the remaining four who loves you the most!” I was stunned for 10 seconds before replying. God comes. Why! Sorry, sorry, sorry! There is nothing I can do! Lifting the heavy pen, I had no choice but to cross out Grandpa. I'm helpless, helpless, helpless! I was at a loss, at a loss, at a loss...

Just when I seemed to have fallen into an abyss, Teacher Chen's ruthless voice sounded again: "Cut out one more of the remaining three people!" Huh? I opened my mouth and froze.

When I woke up, I closed my eyes and scratched out "Grandma" with slightly trembling hands. "Grandma, Grandma, I'm sorry. Although I have crossed you off, the family relationship between you and I can never be erased!" I said to my grandmother silently in my heart.

"Cross out the remaining two!" I was confused, as if my whole body was weak. "I won't row!" "No, you must row, this is the rule!" Alas, how can you not listen to the teacher's order? I had no choice but to cross out "Dad" and "Mom". In an instant, my heart seemed to be bleeding, and the blood flowed into a vast ocean, a bright red patch. I seem to have returned to the war era. The world is extremely dark, covered with a layer of frosted glass, and no sunlight can penetrate. I have become an orphan, an orphan who no one cares about and no one loves...

There is no true love. price! True love is priceless! True love is priceless!

Chapter 6: Love is priceless

The moonlight is bright, the smoke is misty, the cold wind is blowing, and the grass and trees are trembling. I looked at the waning moon that was half covered by the gloomy small high-rise building. I thought deeply and sighed softly. I was filled with worries, just like the misty blue smoke that refused to disperse no matter how the north wind blew. It went out, and it was already midnight before I knew it.

Drink tea casually and feel refreshed. The cup of tea is not as fragrant and charming as jasmine, not as bitter as oolong, and not as mellow and delicious as milk tea. It tastes slightly bitter at first and then tastes sweet. Yes, she is like a dragon well, giving essence to water and true love to water.

"Dong dong dong", the door rang softly, so softly that I didn't even hear it, and a short figure sneaked in so quietly that I almost didn't notice it. When I raised my head and used the faint light to see the figure in the reflection of the window in front of the desk, I couldn't help but be surprised. Is that short, thin, disheveled and even scary figure really my mother?

When you touched the back of my neck with your hand, I felt that it was no longer your delicate and oily hand, but a rough and dull "paw". You looked at me with serene eyes, and when you leaned down and picked up the tea cup without saying a word, I turned my head and seemed to see a strange face. The face that was originally rich and full of charm is now covered with wrinkles, and the face that was originally naive and charming is full of wrinkles. , but now it is full of flesh and blood. Suddenly, I was filled with emotions and started to vibrate from the bottom of my heart. After decades, you still silently help me make tea and make tea for me, but I have never looked into your eyes carefully. Your eyes are so cloudy, worried, but full of hope: I feel guilty, why did it take so long for me to just realize that you are old?

You took the empty cup and stood behind me for a long time, then smiled and quietly left. After a while, without me noticing, you filled the cup with tea. Already by my side.

At this time, the green smoke has dispersed, and the waning moon has become clear. Perhaps maternal love is like this, just like the tea, the water, and the Longjing of the West Lake. It tastes slightly bitter at first, and then tastes sweet.

Love is not as shiny as gold, and not as expensive as diamonds. However, love is both light and thick. Love is priceless.

Chapter 7: Love is boundless, love is priceless

Life is like a summer flower, death is like an autumn cicada. Life should shine with love, life should be beautiful with love; we should live with love!

Li Ge Lian

In the huge square, a young man hugged his lover tightly and gently wiped the blood and dust from her face with his hands.

The gloomy sky made people breathless. God of Death, can’t he really spare us?

"I want to become, in the fairy tale, the angel you love, spread out my hands and turn into wings to protect you..." The young man hummed softly, tears dripping on the lover's face, the song was touching. , sad and sad.

The melody of "Fairy Tale" has been floating over the square, hoping that the angel can really protect her.

The girl opened her eyes slightly and murmured: "Sing it again, okay?" The boy sang again with a crying voice. Time freezes at this moment.

In the end, the girl left, but the boy kept singing and singing...

People cried! God also cried - it started to rain continuously! In the midst of this mundane matter, they staged a "love affair between songs and songs".

Father-son love

"Dad, save me!" The son's weak voice reached his father's ears.

The father seemed to see his son waving to him, running towards the ruins like crazy and digging up the ruins with his bare hands.

One hour, two hours, one day, two days... My father was a little desperate, and people came forward to advise him: Stop digging, there is no hope.

The child’s childish face appeared in the father’s mind. The father suddenly broke away from everyone's hands and threw himself into the intense rescue.

The emperor pays off his hard work. Finally, he heard his son's voice again: "Dad, is it you? I heard your voice!" The father's throat choked: "Son, if you don't hold back, dad will rescue you right away!"

One hour, two hours, three hours... my son was finally rescued! Father and son hugged each other tightly.

"I knew that dad would definitely come to save me!"

The son's trust in his father saved his own life and the happiness of a family. Don’t assume “what ifs” because promises are eternal.

Love in the Floating World

Draw an arc of youth, set with a piece of colorful sunshine, and carry a string of joyful notes, spreading love and joy to the land of Wenchuan.

Whether it is senior experts who are over 70 years old or selfless volunteers, everyone reflects the brilliance of the sun. They turn a small family into a big family, turn small love into big love, and use their actions to touch everyone.

Don’t ask whether it’s worth it or not, just know: in disasters, we stand strong together!

White clouds accompany the blue sky, the sea kisses the earth, and true love makes the world warm.

Chapter 8: True love is priceless

I once saw such a picture on the Internet:

A white-haired, old beggar woman took a A coin was taken out and placed in a small tin can placed on the ground by a performer. The man playing the piano had a gloomy face, playing the erhu in pain and helplessness. Perhaps the pressure of life made him miserable; the old woman was very poor, wearing a patched and shabby dress, and holding a begging in her hand. The old man's face was full of calmness and softness, but the old man's face was filled with broken bowls. There were people coming and going around them. They seemed to be just listening to the sound of the piano and watching the excitement. Some people were even laughing and joking, but No one is willing to pay the piano player anymore. The whole picture looks so contrasting. What does this mean? Why does the old woman, who is so poor, still give money to the piano player? I think some people must think that the old man is stupid! No, in my opinion, that little coin is so heavy and contains the word "love". Although the old beggar is poor, her spirit is very rich and valuable. She knows how to give love to others. I I believe that the old man must have a deep understanding of the word "love".

If someone gives you love, you will definitely feel very happy and warm in your heart. In my eyes, love is a priceless treasure, love is the cornerstone of happiness, and nothing can replace love. Even if there is time, if there is no love, then there will be hatred, and everyone will be ungrateful and kill each other. No matter how much time you have, it will lose its meaning. No matter how long the history is, it is just a terrible memory; no matter how much money you have, Nothing can exchange for love. Love is produced by the beautiful emotions in the world. There are many kinds of love, the love between relatives, the love between friends... Of course there is also a kind of love, the love between people who have never met each other, like Just like the old lady in this picture, this kind of love is to sympathize with others, care for others, and care for others. Even if you lack many things, if you give love to others, you will have a huge wealth.

But those greedy rich people are insignificant in my eyes. Compared with the old people, their spirits are very poor. Why? Because they don’t know how to give love to others! They are so rich, why are they not even willing to give out a small coin? Are they so reluctant to give a coin to someone in need? You must know that only by giving up first can you gain, and only by giving love to others can you gain spiritual wealth!

Many people long for love, but they are unwilling to give love. Don’t you know that giving love to others is more valuable than receiving love? Love actually comes quickly, as long as you give others a little love like the old lady did, even a warm word! That is also a part of your love! True love is priceless. When you care for others, you actually gain love. Let us live in a world of love, where everyone can have love, and let true love, that priceless treasure, spread to the ends of the world.