Parents' love topic composition material

The love our parents give us is endless and selfless. But we love our parents very little, so how can we repay our parents?

Whenever I have a high fever, my parents will stay with me all night. I didn't sleep well all night. Give me antipyretic, wipe my sweat and wipe my wine. Mom and dad take turns to accompany me, just like two people take turns on duty and take care of me. Before dawn, he took me to the hospital to register. During the injection, my father bought me soup powder to eat, and my mother followed me closely, watching the drip bottle for fear that something would happen. Look how anxious they are.

On my birthday, my parents bought me a cake, sang a birthday song to me, and finally congratulated me, lit candles and made wishes. Eating delicious cakes, I feel that I am the happiest person in the world.

Every time I don't do my homework, my mother will urge me: "Daughter, you should be conscious, don't let my mother say, do your homework." "Well," I reluctantly turned off the TV to do my homework.

I want to study hard, do my own thing well, worry less about my parents and think more about them. Be a useful person to society when you grow up, so that you can repay your parents' kindness.

Chapter Two: Parents' Love

In this world, who hasn't bathed in the love of their parents and who hasn't experienced the care of their parents? Still think of me all the time and care about my parents.

Strict father is the best description of my father. He is very strict with my study and life. He made me a timetable and urged me to finish my homework carefully. Besides, my father often lets me read some extra-curricular books to let me know about the scientific knowledge outside the textbooks. Therefore, my playing time is greatly reduced. Sometimes, other parents ask me, "Is your father strict with you?" Naive, I nodded hard to show that "it is particularly powerful, not just ordinary!" "Now every time I come to the first and second place in my class after every exam, I gradually understand that my father did all this for my own good. For this, I really appreciate him!

My mother is a typical "loving mother". She is very concerned about my food, clothing, housing and transportation, and always takes care of me in every way. In order to make me eat well, she racked her brains to cook delicious food to satisfy my appetite. Every weekend, she can't rest, so she starts washing my dirty clothes and puts clean clothes on my bedside the next morning. Especially when I was sick, my mother poured water and handed medicine, and came to see if my quilt cover was not covered in the middle of the night. ...

Parents' love is like air, invisible and intangible, but I feel it all the time.

Chapter III: Parents' Love

My father is a boat and my mother is a sail, taking me to the distant golden coast; My father is the sea and my mother is a boat. Take me to the island of knowledge. Parents' love is an umbrella to shelter me from the wind and rain; Parents' love is sunshine, which makes my wisdom tree take root and sprout; My parents' love was heavy rain, and then I built a colorful bridge to the knowledge world. This is the love of our parents, selfless and great.

I remember when I was four years old, I had a high fever of 39 degrees one night. My mother picked me up and ran to the hospital I stood in line for more than half an hour, and my mother's legs were weak. I was very distressed. Finally, the doctor asked me to have an intravenous drip. On the way, my mother chatted with me and told me stories. When I got home, my mother paid more attention to me, helped me pour water, helped me get out of bed, told me jokes and made me happy. Give me delicious food and let me recover quickly.

Since I was in the third grade, I joined the dance interest group and went to school for early education at seven o'clock every morning. My father sends me to school early every morning, and sometimes I have to work overtime at night. I know my father is tired, but I can't see fatigue on his face, only a slight smile.

This is the sweat of our parents, selfless love and great love. This kind of love is like air, invisible and intangible, but we can feel its existence.

Chapter Four: Parents' Love

Parents' love can bring us warmth, happiness and joy. The love of our parents is indispensable. See where I got warm and happy love.

My mother's love for me is encouraging love.

Once, I got 95 points in math. I promised my mother to get 99 points in this exam, but I made many mistakes in the exam because of my carelessness. I'm afraid my mother will blame me. But the teacher sent a message to my mother's mobile phone, and I can't hide it. When I got home, my mother thought I must be very depressed, and she was there to encourage me. This is my mother's love for me.

Father's love for me is strict.

Once, I got 100 in math. I thought my father would praise me. Unexpectedly, my father not only didn't praise me, but also asked me to do more exercises. Not convinced, I ran into the room and cried without saying anything. Dad came in to comfort me and said, "Dad, this kind of strict love is for your own good, because there is only praise love, not strict love." My crying stopped.

Therefore, maternal love and fatherly love are indispensable. As the ancients said, modesty makes people progress, while pride makes people lag behind. Inspired by love, we strive to move forward.

Chapter Five: Parents' Love

Who in the world has bathed in the love of their parents? Who has experienced the care of their parents? Every moment, someone is giving love and someone is getting love. Parents' love can suddenly become warm when it is cold.

My father's love is best described as "strict father". He is very strict with my study and life. Since I went to school, he has worked out a schedule and a study plan for me, urging me to finish it on time and in quantity without any discount. Besides, he often lets me read extracurricular books. Dad will be very happy every time he gets into the top five before the exam!

My mother is a typical "loving mother". Every time I get up, I smell food. It turned out that my mother got up early to make me good food so as not to delay my class. Cook for me as soon as you come back at noon and evening, and make good food for me on holidays. Doesn't my mother feel tired? Aren't you bored? This is great maternal love!

How much love did they give me, and how much love did I return? We should give more love to others, make the whole world warm and make every place in the world full of love! Like the love of great parents!

Chapter VI: Parents' Love

My parents, like a tall building, gave us silent love and made me feel warm. The love of parents is the greatest, and he will always be with us. Parents' love is silent, but they can always feel it with their hearts.

One day, my mother took my sister and me shopping. The vast sky suddenly began to rain cats and dogs. Mother said strangely, "Why did it suddenly rain?" Fortunately, I saw the weather forecast yesterday, so I brought an umbrella. "We walked home with an umbrella, and my mother kept pushing the umbrella to my side. Raindrops fell on mother along the edge of the umbrella. This is what mom didn't say. Just look at us from time to time to see if we are caught in the rain. The way mom looks at us from time to time seems to tell us: it doesn't matter if mom gets wet, you mustn't get wet! At that time, I felt my mother's love.

In the evening, my whole family fell asleep, except my father who was still smoking and watching TV. I didn't fall asleep either. Father saw that my hand was not covered with a quilt, so he pulled my hand into the quilt. That's because my father didn't know I was looking at him with one eye open. This is my silent smile in my heart: Dad is so careful and really cares about me.

There are many things that can make me feel the love from my parents. Can you feel my parents' love for me from my introduction above? composition

Chapter 7: Parents' Love

In this world, who hasn't been showered with the care of their parents? I've been thinking about my parents, too.

It was a dark night and there was a strong wind outside the window. I cleaned the classroom, packed my schoolbag and prepared to go home. "Click-",there was a sudden thunder in the sky, and it rained cats and dogs in an instant. My heart is black, and I often put on my clothes and rush out. Just arrived at the school gate, a familiar figure flashed into the eye socket-dad, dad brought two umbrellas, and my pants were all wet. My eyes are moist. It's a good thing dad didn't see it, or he would talk about me again.

The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Make three spring scenery. Motherly love is like the bright sunshine in spring: it is like a calm umbrella in a strong wind, sheltering me from the wind and rain. Look!

There's one thing I've been hiding in my heart. My mother doesn't read much, so she can only help my father open a shop. At that time, I was naive and ignorant, thinking: Mom will leave me alone except for work every day! Is it useful to earn so much money? On this day, my mother went home and bought my favorite fried chicken leg and said, "Hey, come and eat fried chicken leg!" " "Run to bed and eat with relish. Ask mom: "Mom, aren't you going to eat?" "Don't eat, the love of parents.

Writing here, my heart is as sour as vinegar, my pen is shaking, and I can't help crying. I feel extremely happy for my parents who love me!

Chapter 8: Parents' Love

Parents' love is priceless and does not ask for anything in return. We are always bathed in the love of our parents and naturally ignore her. One thing made me feel the love of my parents.

Once, my mother was ill, and I never knew it. Just like today's kite competition, I asked my mother to take me, and my mother agreed. On the way, my mother was pale, and big beads of sweat slipped from her face. I said to my mother anxiously, "Mom, I won't go. Please go home and rest." Mother said kindly, "no, mother is fine." Let's go. " Seeing mom is very fragile along the way. I thought: My mother must be ill. I should have known I wouldn't ask her to go. Seeing that my mother was so tired, I advised her to go home from time to time, but she shook her head and insisted on going with me.

When I arrived at the place where I was flying a kite, I put it on the tree. My mother saw it and tried her best to take it down. Finally, the kite was taken down by her mother, but I saw her eyes were red. I quickly said to her, "Mom, let's go home." My mother insisted that I go home after the game. I won the first prize in the competition that day, and my trophy contained my mother's love. When I got home, I saw my mother enter the room and immediately lay down. I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes. I took a frozen towel and put it over my head.

Although we can't see our parents' love for us, her love is always around us like air.