Excellent love composition

In daily study, work and life, many people sometimes write compositions, which can be divided into limited compositions and unlimited compositions according to different writing time limits. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my excellent love composition for reference only. Let's have a look.

I once read a book. Something like this: One day, I cleaned the house and cleared out two dusty primary school textbooks. The girlfriend said, "Don't throw it away?" I stroked the book for a long time without saying a word. My mother bought this book for me when I was in high school. Mother is a Miao woman who can't read. There is a custom in my hometown that when a woman dies, she must bury her with a piece of gold in her mouth. Therefore, for poor families, saving money for a small silver jewelry has become an important part of family life.

That year, my mother got up early and fed two pigs, and finally bought a pair of silver bracelets. Near the day of the college entrance examination, my mother learned to go to town to deliver meals to me. She knows that I am busy reviewing, and I always come and go in a hurry. One day, my mother came back soon after she left and took me to a secluded place: "Son, I bought two books for your college entrance examination." "What?" My heart thumped. It is often heard that some people outside the school cheat parents in mountainous areas with fake books and materials.

"People say that as long as you use this book, you will be admitted to the university bag."

"Where did you get the money?"

"The bracelet has been changed."

I grabbed the book, tore off the package, and a great despair hit me: two primary school textbooks actually cheated my mother of her bracelet.

"Is the child okay?"

Looking at my expectant mother, I forced down my tears and humiliation and said, "OK, OK!" "

Later, I was admitted to the university and my mother was very happy. She also wants to thank the seller!

A mother who wants to turn her child into a dragon is now concentrating on these two "waste books"-two of the most precious "waste books" in exchange for two bracelets. She didn't talk about education seriously, only unknown actions and a fiery mother's heart.

Parents' love is like the stars in the sky, countless. As the "auspicious three treasures" said, my father is a towering tree and my mother is a delicate flower. I am just a seedling that has just begun to explore. My parents' love nourishes me, makes me grow up and makes me healthier and healthier. So people say, "Father loves mountains and mother loves the sea".

My parents are a pair of ordinary people. They are doing their parents' duty and making contributions to me silently. My parents have been working in other places for a long time, but I can still feel their deep love and affection for me. Every Saturday and Sunday is always my happiest time, because my parents will call me at that time, and I hope that the stars and the moon will finally come.

"hey!" This is my mother calling. "Is it getting cold at home! Remember to put on more clothes ... "My mother is always worried about me. So is dad. "Your grades have improved? It's cold, so put on more clothes and keep warm ... "

I remember once I had a fever, and my grandfather was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, so he had to take me to the hospital. I don't know if I don't check it. I'm shocked if I check it. Shit, it's 4 1! After mom and dad learned the news, they rushed home from other places overnight like crazy. They almost lost their jobs because of me. They took good care of me in the hospital. Eight days later, when the doctor came to take my temperature, I finally had a fever. They are so happy to see me getting better day by day. When I left the hospital, I gained a lot of weight, but they lost weight day by day. I'm really sad! In a few days, I'll be fine. Their hanging hearts are also put down. Mom and dad were leaving, and I shouted, "Don't go!" "Baby! We don't want to leave either. Well, let's come back together in the winter vacation, and then your father will study with you at home, okay? " "good!" I shouted in surprise. I hope to get to the winter vacation soon and see my parents soon!

Water is the source of life. If life is a ship, water is a sail to ride the wind and waves; If life is a building, water is the pillar of indomitable spirit; If life is a machine, water is a never-ending engine.

For a long time, people generally think that the earth is a blue water town, and the water resources are inexhaustible. In fact, 97.5% of the earth's water is salt water, only 2.5% is fresh water, and 70% of fresh water is frozen in glaciers in Antarctica and the Arctic. In daily life, many factories pour garbage into water, polluting the oceans, rivers and our domestic water, which not only destroys the environment on which people live, but also infects people with many diseases. We should protect and save water resources. Next, I want to tell a short story about "saving water, loving water and cherishing water".

Two days before World Water Day, my father was too busy at work to get home at ten o'clock. When dad was ready to take a bath, he found that the bathtub was full of water left over from washing his face, brushing his teeth and washing clothes. I saved water to flush the toilet and clean the floor. But my dad flew into a rage, jumped on me and scolded me. I am very sad and wronged, and I really want to tell my father: I am saving water.

On World Water Day, I got up the courage to say to my father, "Dad, today is World Water Day. Many children in poor water areas have no water to drink. We should save water, start with me and start from scratch. " Mother smiled and said, "Well, our son has grown up and is sensible." Dad touched my head and said, "Son, dad is wrong about you." sorry "I said," Dad, don't be sad. Shine on you more than blue. " "You boy! "Mom twisted my face and said." Ha ha laugh ... ha ha laugh ... "Our home is full of laughter.

Love the water! Saving water begins with cherishing water, which is the source of life, the key to production and the foundation of ecology. Everyone should have the concept of "wasting water is shameful and saving water is glorious". Cherish the water source from me, from dribs and drabs.

Every time I see photos of children in the mountains, I always feel sympathy: their lives are so hard, but our lives are so happy. In order to give poor children in mountainous areas a happy growth, our school held a grand charity sale today.

The charity sale has begun! Each class began to do their own thing, and shouts and counter-offers came and went, echoing over the campus for a long time. We first came to our shop-"Taolepu". Our shop is made up of desks, in front of which there is an eye-catching poster. There is a balloon lottery on the blackboard that says Taole Store. Everything on the table is arranged in order: books, stationery, and many snacks. Many students in other classes were attracted by the things in our class and took out money to buy what they wanted. Soon, there was a lot of money in our class's piggy bank. I also took out money, bought a few things, and offered my little love.

In a blink of an eye, it's half past one. Although it is winter, the scorching sun still makes us thirsty. Li Chao and I left our store temporarily and went to the second-class store. We bought a bowl of canned oranges and ate it. That's so cool! Like a clear spring flowing into my heart. We started wandering around, looking around as if we were in a department store.

We went back to the store to help with the business. Look at the watch, there are only ten minutes left, and we are going to have a "big sale". "Don't miss it when passing by!" The loud voice of our class shouted desperately.

At this time, the broadcast sounded: the charity sale is over! We sold everything and earned 962 yuan! I think: the money may not completely change their lives, but I hope it can at least help them! I hope all the children in the world can grow up happily!

Excellent Composition of Love 5 "As long as everyone gives a love, the world will become a beautiful world …" Whenever I hear this song "Dedication of Love", my heart is full of excitement, because I think the world is full of cuteness.

Maybe, you will feel that you can't see or touch it, but we can deeply feel it.

Most of us have healthy bodies and live a comfortable and stable life. How lucky and happy we are! However, when we smile at the rising sun and sleep at the moon, will we think that a classmate around us has severe bone cancer and can't study with peace of mind, live happily and grow healthily like us? She is Zhang Yang from Class Four (3).

Cancer is a terrible disease, and the treatment needs a lot of money, which is unbearable for ordinary families. This is undoubtedly worse for the poor families in Zhang Yang.

It is everyone's dream to have health and happiness. In order to save a fresh life and let the sunshine of life shine on Zhang Yang again, all the students took action-donating money for Zhang Yang.

"Water drops converge into rivers, and gravel accumulates into islands." According to statistics, our school has donated more than 39,000 yuan to Zhang Yang. This 39,000 yuan includes the infinite love of the students. That love will turn into a ray of sunshine and merge into a thick spring, which will warm her heart.

"Give someone a rose, it smells good." You make a contribution, he offers a love and helps each other hand in hand, so that Zhang Yang can hold up a blue sky, create a harmonious society with us and enjoy a happy life! !

"Wait quietly, the years you promised on that day are like a slowly flowing river ..." Let's sing the melody of love together, and wish Zhang Yang success and good health! !

Postscript: Zhang Yang left us because of terminal cancer and ineffective treatment.

I sprained my foot again, and I struggled to move my feet and lean against my father.

"Ah ... ah ..." After a few steps, I was panting and sweating. I stopped halfway, only to feel the eyes of pedestrians coming from all directions, all focused on me. I can't help but be flustered: pedestrians on the road dislike me, and I don't know that my classmates dislike me. There is a trace of worry in my heart.

"Zhu, let me carry it for you!" From a distance, I saw YiBo running. Just then, I'm coming. I even said "hello". Before I could say it, he took my schoolbag away with lightning speed. I paused, at that time I didn't know what to say.

I finally jumped to the second floor, and Huang Siyu came to meet me. Accompanied by two people, I am like a lively and happy rabbit. They suddenly seem to be my unique bodyguards. Thought of here, the whole body is full of warm air, and all the troubles and worries are melting away.

As soon as we entered the classroom, students flocked in, and some even helped pack their bags. Some help hand in homework; Others helped me to my seat and asked me some questions. ...

"Teacher Qi is coming ..." I don't know who gave a cry. Teacher Qi came soon and said to me, "Don't go out to play after class, rest in the classroom and do your homework." Then he said, "YiBo, Huang Siyu, remember to help him go to the toilet after class."

"Jingle bell ..." physical education class began. I looked everywhere, but I couldn't find the teacher. What should I do? "Zhu, I'll ask for leave for you." At this time, Huang Siyu's smiling face is like the sunshine in spring, warming my heart.

Up to now, my heart is still full of happiness, and that sweetness has been with me.

The excellent composition of love 7 gently touches this scarf, and the dense wool on it is closely intertwined, which brings me warmth in this cold winter. ...

Growing up, my scarf was not only bought, but also knitted by my grandmother. Grandma's scarf is so beautiful! Yellow and green can be tied into a bow ... whether it's warm or not, I like it very much.

During the summer vacation, my mother actually thought of knitting scarves. I said inexplicably, "Grandma can knit, so can I. What did you learn?" Mom just smiled: "Grandma went back to her hometown, and you don't have time to knit. I'll knit some for you."

This summer vacation, in addition to the "rustling" sound when I was doing my homework at home, it was the sound of my mother picking needles and colliding. ...

Summer vacation has passed, a semester has passed, and winter vacation is coming. ...

"Hey, look at the scarf I knitted. What do you think? " Mother showed me the scarf she hastily knitted. What kind of scarf is that?

To tell the truth, it's not very warm. The wool on it is very loose, revealing many gaps. ...

But it is extremely warm, and at this point, I doubt my mother's love for me. ...

I can't take my eyes off this scarf. Mother asked a little worried, "don't you like it?" There is still some disappointment in the tone. "No, I like it very much!" Looking at my happy mother, I hid my scarf in the closet like a baby. Later, after mother's repair, this scarf became a real warm scarf, but it was not just because of these. ...

But also because of love-my mother's love for me! This power of love is a kind of warmth, which is like a cup of hot tea, nourishing my heart and driving away the cold in winter; This is also a magical power, which makes my whole body cold and makes my whole body warm. ...

After so many winters, I will wear that scarf whenever it is cold. The cold wind blew, and I will never forget that my mother's love surrounded me and warmed me. ...

When I woke up in the morning, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and vaguely heard my mother's voice in the kitchen: "The clothes are on the bed, you put on cotton trousers and that high collar." Alas, my mother began to "nag" early in the morning. I lifted the quilt, and the sudden cold made me shiver, so I quickly shook off my clothes and put them all on my body.

It was raining outside, and I stood at the window, watching the rain beads crackle happily on the glass, without any intention of stopping. I am weak, and the temperature has plummeted these days. I'm not used to it. I'm going to school soon. How can I ride a bike in such heavy rain?

"Don't worry, I'll see you off. Have a meal. " Dad came up to me and said. "Dad, don't come! You have a long way to go! " Dad happily touched my head: "Don't worry, Dad, it's not far away."

Just about to go out, my mother followed me and stuffed me with a cotton-padded coat and a bag with a pair of shoes in it. "I went to school to wear it for a period of time, and finally nursed back to health. What if I get sick again? " Mom went on rambling. I pushed open my coat and bag: "Dad gave it to me. It's not cold in the car!" " "Mother said eagerly," there is still a way to go on your own! I have to do sports and go to the bathroom ... "Dad smiled at us and pushed us around:" Take it and be obedient! "In order to avoid my mother's nagging, I had to reach for it. Looking at my mother's satisfied smile, I was very moved.

When I got to school, there was water everywhere on the road and on campus. Walking into the teaching building, I found that my shoes were soaked. Students go to school by bike or on foot. Although they are wearing raincoats or umbrellas, their pants and shoes are still wet. I put on the shoes my mother brought me. These shoes are really dry. A cold wind blew, and I remembered my mother's nagging when I went out, so I quickly wrapped my cotton-padded clothes. It turns out that this warmth is the feeling of being loved!

"nagging" sounds, and love is traceless. Love is hidden in an escort and a comfort, in an exhortation and a nagging, in a cotton-padded coat and a pair of shoes. Very ordinary, but so warm and happy.

There are many kinds of love in the world, such as tender and delicate maternal love, deep fatherly love and considerate friendship ... Love is considerate care, love is warm words, love is mutual understanding eyes, love is the hug you get when you are most vulnerable ... Subtle love is everywhere!

Motherly love poems 1

The cold wind beat mercilessly on the glass window. At this time, I was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, shivering. My mother was still working in the factory. When she heard that I had a fever, she came back and put her hand on my forehead and said, "Oh, no! You have a fever, you have to go to the hospital! "

That night, in the deserted street, my mother appeared and took me to the hospital by bike. Your fragile waist was struggling to push the pedal forward in the wind. Implicit love, touching maternal love, the moon also saw, the stars also felt, I also understand.

Father's Love Psalm 2

The mid-term exam results came out, and the sharp decline in the results undoubtedly gave me a heavy blow. On the way home, I was uneasy, clutching the strap of my schoolbag with both hands, and my palms kept sweating, ready to be scolded.

As soon as I entered the door, my father greeted me and took my schoolbag. He asked anxiously, "What was the result of the exam? It is definitely possible! " Looking at my father's happy eyes, I really couldn't tell the truth, but I still told the unspeakable news. Dad's eyes suddenly turned gray, and the light that was still emitting joy just now faded, but he raised his smile and said, "Nothing! I believe I can do well in the exam next time! Come on! "

I know he was disappointed, but my father gave me a confident smile when I was lost, gave me a word of encouragement not to give up, and gave me a firm look.

Love is like this, it is a warm umbrella when people are most vulnerable; Love is like this, it is a warm harbor when people are most vulnerable. Light love, let me feel the firm support of my mother; Light love gives me a firm spear of fatherly love!

Everyone has their own relatives and people who care about themselves. Of course, me too. ..

That man was the first person I met after I was born; Although my memory is vague, I know it's her! She wiped my tears when I cried, and her heart was sadder than mine. She soothes me when I am angry and soothes my emotions, although I am very annoyed and want to be angry. When I was happy, she was happier than me. Although I was sad, I couldn't help jumping out of my eyes.

On my birthday, she carefully prepared for me and was very busy; Although the pain in my heart, I still can't resolve it; As the saying goes, "a child's birthday is a mother's pain".

She corrected me when I made a mistake, just like a lamp in the deep sea, illuminating the way forward for me.

She gave me medicine when I was injured, but she felt particularly distressed.

When I grew up, she let me fly away with a clear conscience, but secretly shed tears in the corner.

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I love her, and other parents are very angry with their children, saying that they were picked up in the trash can. But she didn't, never, even if I made her angry. ...

I often play a little temper with her. Even a pen and an eraser will argue with her. She never "strikes back" and teaches me the most.

I didn't buy her medicine when she was ill, and she felt terrible. ...

I didn't accompany her when she was bored. She can only talk to herself.

When she came back from work and was very tired, I didn't bring her tea or wipe her sweat.

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She is a person who understands the righteousness deeply. She never opposed me, just let me choose for myself. I owe her a lot, but I have never paid it back. She not only doesn't care, but also tolerates me ...

Mom! I feel sorry for you; I just want to sing "Only Mom is Good" and wait for you. When you come back from work, I will accompany you when you come back from work. ...

Love excellent composition 1 1 "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like babies." Listening to this childhood favorite song, I can't help but think of it again.

It was a winter afternoon. I just finished taking a nap. Seeing the sunshine outside, I want to go out to play. I didn't even tell my mother who was sleeping in the house. I roller-skate in the park and play with it. My accidentally slipped shoes caused me trouble. It made my knee hit the edge next to the flower bed, and I was bleeding. At that time, I was very young and didn't know how to deal with the bleeding. I just cried there. Before I knew it, it was dark and raining. The rain washed my knee, which made it hurt more. Crying and crying, I fainted in the rain. I vaguely saw my mother's figure. She looked for me in the rain with an umbrella and wore thin clothes.

When I woke up, I was already lying at home, with a needle in my hand and infusion. I looked at my mother beside me. Ah, my mother is also infusion. After a while, my mother woke up and said, "Xiaomei, my mother is sorry!" " Come to see you so late, let you stay in the rain for so long, alas. ""Mom, don't say that. I'm the one who bothered you, but I feel sorry for you. You have a fever. You are more disgusting than me. "

Somehow, when I was young, I was able to say such a thing about my mother, probably because our mother and daughter loved each other deeply! It's been many years, and it's still so tasteful and clear in retrospect.

Some people say that maternal love is as deep as the sea. I didn't realize it until I experienced it myself. Mothers' love is deep, and their love for their children is delicate. The affection between mother and daughter is irreplaceable. My mother loves me, and I love her deeply.

Excellent composition of love 12 childhood life is beautiful, infancy is our most innocent and lovely period, and it is also our most naive period. Today, let's walk into Class 4 (6) and listen to the stories of our classmates when they were young!

Let me talk about it. Zhang Yiqi immediately grabbed her head, and she immediately told a short story vividly: it turned out that her mother posted a note at home encouraging her and her father to do housework:' Everyone is responsible for housework'. The clever Zhang Yiqi had a brainwave and added a note on it, which became' housework is the responsibility of adults'. In the evening, my father came home and saw this passage. Ha ha ha' everyone burst into laughter at once, as if a humorous and interesting picture of the family appeared in front of them. Speaking of this interesting Chinese character, there are many jokes. Ye immediately stood up and told a story that happened when he was a child: when he was 4 years old, he knew the words "drama" and "Ben", so when he saw "refresh", he always read it as a script. Although his mother taught him again, he never changed. God, this is so funny!

Funny stories of childhood will make us laugh. What about the photos of childhood? Let's take a look at Xu Xinyuan's childhood photos. The students swarmed and leafed through the pages. Ah, we used to be so young and naive!

If childhood dreams are interesting, then childhood dreams are beautiful. In the process of our growth, father, mother, teachers and friends accompany us, so that we can grow up slowly. Then in the following days, we should cherish time and study hard to make our childhood dreams more colorful!

The world is full of love, the love of parents, the friendship between classmates, the kindness of teachers, and even the care and help of an unknown person. Love doesn't have to be earth-shattering, maybe it's hidden in a string of ice cream. I remember a year ago in the summer, there was a serious drought.

One morning, the sun scorched the earth. Many people are hiding at home to rest, while my parents are still doing farm work in the fields. The sun is like fire, and the tobacco fields are full of tobacco oil. My parents, in this scorching sun, broke off the sticky tobacco stubble. I can only stay at home, and they won't let me go. At noon, they came back with a string of "five rings in the middle street". I asked them, "Have you eaten?" Mom said, "Let's eat!" But they gulped down water, which made me wonder: can't a bunch of ice cream quench my thirst? Maybe they are too tired, so they need to drink water. I don't know how many nights, my mother bought me a dollar of ice cream. Whenever I ask them, they always say, "We have already eaten." Once or twice, I believed it, but after many times, I couldn't help wondering: Why do they always finish eating first? Are you too thirsty? Or is there something else?

Once, I waited for them to come back at the grocery store. When they saw me, they bought three strings of one-yuan ice cream. Give me one, and I'll finish it. I am relieved that they didn't lie to me. But when I was playing the next day, I passed by a small shop and saw my mother eating a pile of ice cream with fifty cents. I have an unspeakable taste in my heart, but my nose is sour. ...

Since then, I have developed a habit: when my parents are around, I eat one yuan of ice cream; When my parents are away, I eat 50 cents ice cream. I gradually found out how much money I can save in a month by doing this. Summer will soon pass, and we will part with our parents again. Although the time and distance of separation is so long, even though thousands of miles apart, several concerned hearts are always linked by something invisible and intangible, that is love. I swear from the bottom of my heart: without a successful day, there will be no time to return to China.

Love excellent composition 14 What is love? Love is a cup of warm water handed by my mother when I am sick; It's a steaming meal your mother sent you when you were hungry; It was your mother who tucked you in when you were cold. But my mother's love for me is reflected in her nagging.

Once, on a sunny Saturday, I went to a composition class. In the morning, I get up at 7: 30 to run and come back at 8: 00. Then I began to brush my teeth, wash my face and change clothes. When I was having breakfast, my mother turned on the nagging mode. My mother asked me, "Do you have a water cup? Is the water hot? Did you bring your backpack? Did you bring sunscreen? Do you have all the pens in your pencil box? ..... "I said impatiently:" I brought it all! I'll be late if you keep nagging me. " When I was about to leave the house, "Don't move!" Suddenly there was a voice in my ear, and I froze. Looking back, I knew it was my mother. I shouted at my mother more impatiently, "What?" The father next to him smiled and said, "You didn't bring anything!" ""where? I brought it all! " I asked curiously, and my mother pointed at my foot and said, "Your shoes haven't been changed yet. Do you want to wear slippers to school? "I looked down and found that my shoes had not been changed. I walked to the shoe cabinet in shame. It turns out that I haven't grown up yet and I still need my mother's nagging. If my mother hadn't reminded me, I would definitely wear slippers to class and make a big joke.

My mother's nagging is everywhere I can feel her nagging both in my study and in my life. But behind her nagging, I felt her deep love for me. When I grow up, I want to be a nagging mother and let love be engraved deeper in my heart.

Who conceived in October and gave birth to our lives? Who takes good care of us and our growth? Who is always with us when we are most helpless and in need of help? There is no doubt that the answer is mother.

Hu Xiaoxiao signed up for the summer camp in order to escape the bondage of his mother. During this period, Hu Xiaoxiao met a pair of "strange" mothers and daughters. My daughter, Mix, is thin, suffering from liver cirrhosis and needs a liver transplant. She can only sit in a wheelchair every day. In order to transplant a small liver, my little mother with severe fatty liver decided to lose weight. She only eats rice the size of a fist every day, and "runs" for 10 km rain or shine ... The affection between mother and daughter deeply touched me and made me feel the sacredness and greatness of maternal love. Because of love, she can walk 10 kilometers a day, not afraid of the hot sun, sweating but not caring; Because of love, she can persist in "runaway" when she is unwell; Because of love, she is no longer ordinary.

This small transplant was very successful. The first thing the little mother did when she woke up was to ask the nurse to take her to see it. She was lying in the hospital bed, twisting her head, pressing her hand on the window, as if she could get close to her and touch her ... Time seemed to stop, the air solidified, and only a string of crystal tears slipped down her face!

At this time, Hu Xiaonao woke up. Motherly love is not a constraint, but a "rain of love" that nourishes the soul and warms the whole life. It melts in mother's tears and becomes the most powerful, courageous and fearless force in the world!