Composition on the topic of affection, about 800 words.

Family, an eternal theme. It is this kind of affection that blood is thicker than water that accompanied us through every unforgettable day and wrote our colorful life.

Through the window of history, I peep, I see my family, and I see stories about the past, the present and the future.

More than a hundred years ago, thunderstorms, heavy rains and strong winds rushed to the boat carrying children. The children and the mother on the shore cried heartbreakingly, but to no avail. In this way, the separation of flesh and blood, the wind whistling. It looked at this scene with a smile and laughed at the thin mother who could not change the fate of separation of flesh and blood. I not only saw the tragedy of this scene in the past 100 years, but also saw the yearning of people living in different parts of the world in the days of separation of flesh and blood. Time flies, but thousands of miles away, there are also constant thoughts about mother and son. Yes, family ties can be diluted by distance and time! During the long night, fishing boats lit up their fishing lights. Through this slight fire, the son seemed to see the thin figure of his mother staring with tears. "Mom", my great mother, I must come back to you! "Hope" convinced his son that the darkness would be dispelled by the bright sunshine one day. Finally, on a sunny morning, a small fishing boat sailed into the harbor where he was born. Mother and son are crying and excited. At this time, the window of history watched quietly, proud of it, for mother and son. It remembers the joy and tears of that moment.

However, I found that under this joy, my mother still hides a trace of depression. It turns out that the mother has another son, whose name is Taiwan Province Province. Although Taiwan Province Province and his mother are just separated by a gorge, they failed to embrace their mother. His eyes are full of helplessness. In a dying tree near the window of history, a bird with broken wings cried, "Mom, I want to go home ..." Everything I heard was heartbroken. Ah, I see it. The mother of the injured bird flew to save her baby. Mother bird is tired of flying to find birds, but at the moment she doesn't stop, but is busy healing birds and finding food for them. Finally, the bird's injury was completely healed, and it flew in the air with its mother. Look around again: the old dead tree has sprouted again under the moisture of rain. ....

2.

Spring has quietly come to us, the spring breeze gently blows the flowers red, and the spring rain quietly moistens the leaves. We are as vibrant as red flowers and green leaves. Who ever thought who let the spring breeze and spring rain moisten us silently?

Who cooked a delicious breakfast for us when we got up in a hurry in the morning? When we hurried out of the house with our schoolbags on our backs, whose figure lingered at the window and looked around? When we returned to the farm with a tired body, who had cooked the bath water for us? Who quietly put a glass of milk at the corner of the table when we were studying late into the night? What kind of person can do so much without asking for anything in return? It's mom.

Since childhood, my mother has always been the closest and favorite person around us, asking questions, knowing the cold and knowing the heat. Before we could express ourselves clearly, my mother took pains to teach us English. When we were unable to protect ourselves, my mother used her broad and selfless love to shelter us from the wind and rain without hesitation; When we thought we were going to get rid of her shelter when we grew up, mother looked at us silently and carefree; When we are happy, my mother smiles at us with bright eyes; When we are sad, my mother knows that she can't help us, but she is still sad with us ... My mother has done too much for us, but she never asks for anything in return. What a generous and selfless love it is!

Since ancient times, many scholars have greatly exaggerated the greatness of Feng's maternal love, which has given us something we can't forget. We get far more from it than we pay, learn to be tolerant, understand, be broad and think for others, but what have we done for our mother? Do we just accept my mother's free love with peace of mind? Shouldn't we do something to make mom happy and proud?

The beautiful May has quietly arrived, and the air is filled with fragrance. In this warm season, the eternal theme of May is Mother's Day. What should we do for our mother on this ordinary and special day?

Mom doesn't want gorgeous and expensive jewelry or expensive gifts. The best gift for her is ourselves. Perhaps just yesterday, a budding carnation, a clean and tidy tablecloth and an innocent smile made her feel gratified. Because-children grow up and know how to love their mothers. This is telling mom: mom, I love you!

3.

The exam is coming tomorrow, and everyone is eagerly studying. I am no exception. Maybe it's too much pressure. I am very distressed.

In the dead of night, I am still looking through my Chinese book in confusion, but I can't understand it at all. At this moment, my mother pushed the door and came in with a cup of hot milk in her hand.

"Son, have an exam tomorrow. Stop reading tonight, drink milk and go to bed early! " Mom said with concern with a smile.

Although I know my mother's mind, my irritability has turned me into a hedgehog, and my mother has become the object of venting.

"I don't want to drink. I don't even have time to read. Do I still have time to drink milk? " I don't look up.

"You'd better go to bed early for the exam tomorrow, or you'll be listless tomorrow." There was a hint of anxiety in my mother's tone. "You leave me alone! I can't read my book! " I yelled at my mother. The atmosphere suddenly became very dead and embarrassing. My mother was stabbed all over by me, like a turtle without a shell. I know my mother cares about me, and I know I hurt my mother. In fact, I really don't want to say those harsh words, but I don't know why, as soon as I opened my mouth, these words came out like a barrage.

My mother silently tidied up the books I put on the bed. Seeing that I was not "sleepy", she turned around and sighed and closed the door gently. ...

Listening to the mother's footsteps behind the door and looking at the steaming milk in front of me, my heart is full of guilt. I want to run out and say "sorry" to my mother. However, I have no courage.

In this silent night, I hurt my mother, but my mother laughed it off and was so tolerant of me. Broad maternal love makes me feel great, but it also makes me feel guilty.

I turned off the light and heard my mother approaching and leaving. I looked at the ceiling and made up my mind that I would apologize to my mother tomorrow.

At this time, I suddenly feel that my mother's love is like air, keeping me alive, but I often forget its existence.

4.

Affection is one of the most beautiful feelings in the world. I am surrounded by deep affection and gradually melted by love. ...

In the evening, I lay in bed soon, and suddenly I coughed violently. I tossed and turned, but I couldn't sleep. My throat hurts like a needle. My mother was awakened by my movements. She crawled up, put on a thin sweater, hurried over and asked her mother anxiously, "Are you all right?" "I shook my head." Don't worry! "But my mother patted me gently and said," I will sleep with you tonight. " Then she lay down beside me and comforted me: "Go to sleep, go to sleep quickly. "In the middle of the night, I coughed again for no reason. I don't want to disturb my mother, but she seems to have a keen hearing. She turned on the light and the room suddenly lit up. My mother took the medicine and a cup of hot water and said with concern, "Yes. "I'm fine." My mother shook her head firmly and lay down again. Mother patted me gently. I was tired and fell asleep unconsciously.

I opened my eyes in the morning. It's already half past six. I'm surprised why my mother didn't call me so late. My mother seemed to read my mind and said apologetically, "I see you didn't sleep for half a night last night." I hope you sleep more. Don't blame me, okay? " My mother is like a child who has done something wrong. I suddenly felt a warm current rush into my heart. I choked and said, "Mom, I should apologize!" " ""go to sleep quickly! "Of course I understand, my mother also stayed up all night!

Just after coming back from school, my mother leaned in and asked, "Did you take the medicine you brought at noon?" I nodded and went back to the house. Grandma took a few more tablets and came in: "I heard that you had been coughing last night. Do you have a cold? " Take some medicine! I took the medicine obediently. After a while, my father who worked overtime came back. While eating, he asked me, "I was up all night last night." Are you sleepy today? " Bring some medicine at noon tomorrow. "Listen to these words of concern, recall the past, I can't help but eyes moist. This is deep love and affection!

In life, family ties closely surround me. No matter what happens, I have family to protect me. I really want to melt, melt ... ..

5.

Affection, like a road sign in confusion, guides you the way forward; Family, like a lamp, illuminates the life you should go; Affection, like a cup of tea, can warm your heart.

My mother is an ordinary woman, but in her ordinary life, I saw her extraordinary side.

I remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I played on the playground with my classmates. Suddenly, I seemed to be pushed down by a force and my chin hit a stone. My classmates sent me to the infirmary, and the teacher said that I should go to the hospital to get some stitches.

After learning the news, my mother put down her housework and rushed to the hospital at "superluminal speed".

In the hospital bed, I was very scared. I saw the doctor fiddling with a needle, and suddenly, fear turned into countless tears pouring out of my eyes.

At this point, my mother ran into the ward, took my hand and comforted me all the time, saying, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine! Mom is by your side, I will always be with you! " I stopped crying and turned to look into my mother's eyes. For the first time, I found my mother's eyes so big, so bright and so charming. Gradually, I fell asleep.

I only vaguely remember lying on a warm and strong back. It shook gently, like a cradle, but it didn't wake me up.

When I woke up, I was already lying in a soft bed at home. At this time, I will never forget who put a spoonful of nectar in my mouth and who relieved the pain of my wound with caring eyes. It's her-my beloved mother.

Although she asked me many questions, I didn't answer them. I don't want my voice to break the silence at the moment. I am thinking, if time can stay, please let it stay at this moment.

Outside the window, the stars are staring at this place with their eyes open, and the moon shines the brightest moonlight into this warm hut. They are quiet and don't seem to want to break the silence.

Family is like honey, which gives you a sweet taste; Family, like a clear spring in the desert, can help you when you are in trouble; Family is like a ship, carrying you on a long voyage.

Affection is a clear sky that clouds cannot cover!