Write a composition about the love of parents.

About 500 words about the love composition of parents? Parents' love is "only mothers are good in the world", which has been sung for decades. It is accompanied by the healthy and strong growth of lovely children, and it embodies a mother's love for her children.

In fact, not only the mother, but also the father.

Each of us loves our parents, especially in times of crisis, which can better reflect their love for you.

I also have such parents, and their love for me is infinite.

I remember once, I caught a cold because of the impermanence of the weather and had a high fever all the time. My temperature is as high as 4 1 degree, and taking antipyretic drugs won't help. Parents are at a loss. They want to take me to the hospital, but I have classes, and they are afraid of delaying my study.

So, my father hurried to Geoh, and the class teacher called me to ask for leave.

I want to take me to the hospital, but I think the hospital is crowded and it takes a long time to get salt water. What should I do? So, my father took me to a private clinic. There are many people in the clinic. It's my turn. I had to have an injection on * * * to reduce my fever, which was very painful. My father encouraged me: "Learn to be strong.

"I listened to it, and it really didn't hurt that much.

Dad can't stay with me all the time when I hang salt water. He has to go to work.

My mother has been sitting next to me, giving me water and a fan.

I was hungry alone, so she went to buy me food. She tells me jokes when my hand hurts. Her jokes made me forget the pain.

Under the careful care of my parents, my illness soon recovered.

In fact, parents' love is sometimes not necessarily reflected in tenderness, but in strictness.

That's what my parents do.

Once, I went shopping with my parents. I remember it was a festival. There are too many people in the shop and it is crowded with people.

My mother and I used to hold hands, but my attention was attracted by a small toy there. I involuntarily let go of my mother's hand and walked to the place where toys were sold. When I tried to hold my mother's hand after playing with toys, I found strangers around me, and I cried with fear.

Not long after, I suddenly saw my parents, but it was not what I expected. Instead of comforting me softly, they cursed me: "Why didn't you lose it earlier?"

"I heard that, I cried more than before.

Our parents love us so much that we should know how to appreciate them.

Sometimes we don't feel that our parents love us more. In fact, their love is beyond words.

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Time flies 500 words, and the years are like a comb. Looking back on the beautiful moments and nuances of the past, I am full of care from my parents. They gave me too much ... many people think that it is natural to enjoy the care of their parents, and they owe us. Some people think that filial piety is indispensable to life, but I can only be filial to my parents when I grow up and become independent.

However, when we grow up and our parents are old, they should enjoy a lot because they are old and can't enjoy it well. Some parents may die for various reasons ... it can be said that "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind will not stop;" Children should be filial, and relatives should not stay! " Yes, my parents have devoted too much attention to me.

From my parents' love for me, I deeply realized that I should be kind to every "no" my parents said to me, and every "no" my parents said to me was full of their worries; They say "no" because they are worried, they are worried about my growth! I got into trouble because I disobeyed my parents' "no" many times. After many setbacks, I deeply realized how important it is to happily accept my parents' "this can't" and "that can't".

Because in their experience, they know the consequences and losses of "no", and they say "no" to me, which is nothing more than enabling me to avoid the trap and move towards the smooth road.

Therefore, we should not doubt their "no", let alone resist them. Obedience can make us walk faster and better.

What parents don't want their children to have a pleasant journey? But how much love an inch of grass has is three times! A song "Go home often and see" tells how humble parents' requirements for their children's return are. As long as you go home often and help your mother brush chopsticks and wash dishes, you can make your parents smile. As long as you always have a filial heart, your heart is also beautiful; As long as you give your parents a humble family happiness, parents are like enjoying the "Three Spring Fairs". "Love Mom" is a sacred and noble word.

It reminds people of hard work, competence and selfless love.

My mother is a diligent and capable person.

She has to work and do housework.

She is busy every day, but she can always arrange her work and life in an orderly way and do her work well.

Because of this, my mother's colleagues and neighbors' uncles and aunts always praise her ability, and I secretly admire my mother's talent.

Mom is a teacher.

She loves her students very much.

Serious and responsible, willing to accept the tasks assigned by the school.

Always get things done.

On one occasion, the school will hold a "June 1" activity.

Mom is busy all day.

I have classes during the day, go home at noon, and rehearse dancing and singing ... at night, I still turn on the desk lamp, correct my homework and prepare lessons. My mother spent three days and nights like this, which made her sick, but my mother didn't shout at all, so she passed.

At home, my mother is also an expert in summarizing housework.

Cooking, sweeping and washing clothes every day ... she does it quickly and well.

Especially cooking, it is really full of praise.

Once, a guest came to my house, and I thought, "Today, you can have a good meal.

"I quietly came to the kitchen and watched my mother cook.

I saw my mother cooking with an apron on her chest.

After a while, the radish in front of me was fried, and a smell came to my nose, which made my mouth water.

After another hour, the table was filled with delicious food, including red shrimp and radish scrambled eggs ... I wolfed it down, and the guests ate it with relish and praised my mother for doing well.

My mother is an ordinary person.

But I admire her diligence and her ability. I often think to myself: I will be a mother when I grow up.

About never understanding parents' love to understanding parents' love, 500-700 words parents, a warm noun; Family, a touching melody, no matter how time goes by, what is eternal is warm and true feelings.

I have always been proud of living in a happy family.

From the day I was born, I grew up under the meticulous care of my parents.

When Yi speaks, she has her parents' patience. When you are a toddler, you have strong support from your parents; When doing something wrong, there are parents' regrets; When you are upset, there are words of encouragement from your parents; I'm in poor health, and my parents take good care of me ... As I get older, I can't understand my parents' love, I'm tired of my parents' nagging, and I'm afraid of my father's bad words.

I always complain that my parents don't understand my hard work and give me pressure. I always complain that my parents don't understand my independent ability given by my growth and don't give me free space. I always vent my dissatisfaction with them loudly, ignoring their advice and reminding.

It was not until I left my parents and lived in the school that I realized that I had never thought about their good intentions, never realized their bitterness, and never understood how much they had undertaken and worried about me. God knows how much I hurt my dearest parents.

I am young and energetic, like a thorn, and my attack power is super strong.

But my dearest parents did not reduce their love for me because of my rebellion and willfulness.

Affection is innate, and the generosity of my parents gave me the opportunity to make up for my mistakes. I believe that the love between my parents and me is pure and solid. We need each other and no one can live without each other.

The kindness of parents' upbringing will never be repaid.

Thank my parents for giving me life.

We should be grateful for every good thing, let alone our parents.

As children, the best way to repay kindness is to realize parents' wishes and make parents happy.

My parents said that they don't care whether life is bitter or not, and they will try their best to support my studies, hoping that I can make a difference.

Then my apologies to my parents should be expressed by studying hard today.

My parents are heartbroken for * * *. If I accomplish nothing, how can I be worthy of my parents? I think the best gift for students to be filial to their parents is a satisfactory report card. In order to repay the kindness of my parents, I will study hard in the future.

I am deeply sorry for my parents. I know they won't blame me, they just think I'm young and ignorant.

This is the greatness of parents.

I hope I can say "I'm sorry" to my parents and sincerely wish them a long and healthy life. I will not live up to their ardent expectations, and I will try my best to start today. If the answer is accepted, I can increase my experience value and wealth value at the same time.

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If I were a ship, my parents would be a warm harbor for me to dock happily. If I am a seed and my parents are the hot land, let me thrive; If I were a white cloud, my parents would be the blue sky, let me soar.

The love of my parents keeps the sunshine in my heart forever.

I remember one night when there was a sudden power failure, my father lit up the whole room with candles, but the bed was very cold, and I was going to sleep with my clothes on.

Mother said kindly, "Don't worry, Mengwa.

I'll get you a bottle and some boiling water to warm the bed.

"I vaguely saw my mother boiling water on the stove in the dim light, and soon the water boiled.

Candles give off dim light, and my mother's eyes are not good. I was careless when I poured boiling water into the bottle. Suddenly boiling water spilled on my mother's hand. I saw my mother endure the pain and continue to irrigate. When my mother handed me the bottle full of water, I found blisters on her hands. I asked heartily, "Mom, does it hurt?" The ninja mother said painfully, "Good boy, go to sleep quickly. Mom doesn't hurt. " .

"When I was sleeping, I thought that my mother would warm my bed, and my hands were burned, and tears could not help but flow out.

Mother gently wiped away my tears.

Suddenly I feel that maternal love is a thermos bottle.

Another time, my father and I went to school.

When I got up in the morning, I saw how thick the snow was.

Dad said, "Mengwa, the snow is so thick that motorcycles can't ride." We have to walk to school.

"I said," dad, forget it today. I'm not going. Isn't it just a day? " "You can't delay half a day. Does this snow scare you? " Dad said sternly.

So my father hung my schoolbag around his neck and carried me to school.

The snow on the road was so thick that it didn't reach my father's calf.

Dad trudged forward, and I begged again and again on my back, "Dad, you are exhausted. Put me down and let me go. " .

"But dad didn't seem to hear.

My tears wet my father's back.

When we arrived at school, I saw my father's head frozen.

My tears came down again.

I think my father's love is that broad back.

The love of my parents keeps the sunshine in my heart forever.

I grew up healthily under the bath of my parents' love.

A grateful heart hovers in the air, composing a grateful movement, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; There are white clouds floating in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is the gratitude of white clouds to the blue sky that raised them. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship. Because of gratitude, we can understand the true meaning of life-from the baby's "wow" falling to the ground to feeding him to grow up, how much effort and sweat parents have spent and how many days and nights have been woven; From elementary school to junior high school, and even to university, how many teachers silently devote themselves to light and heat, burning themselves and illuminating others. Gratitude is from the heart. As the saying goes, "a drop of water is rewarded, and a spring is poured backwards." What's more, parents, relatives and friends pay you not only a drop of water, but a piece of Wang Yang sea. Will you give a cup of warm tea after your parents are tired and a cup on your parents' birthday? They often devote their efforts and energy to us, but how can we remember their birthdays and feel their fatigue? Are we aware of the wisps of silver and wrinkles? Gratitude requires you to feel and repay with your heart. Gratitude is respected. As a famous scientist, Madame Curie won the Nobel Prize twice, but she met her primary school teacher at the meeting and thanked her with a bunch of flowers. Great people * * * also express their deep gratitude to their teachers during the festival. Great men since ancient times have a grateful heart. Gratitude doesn't need to be earth-shattering, just a greeting, a phone call and a touch of emotion from you. Gratitude is meaningful. Love makes the world go round. Parents' efforts are far higher than mountains and deeper than the sea. As us, we only know how to open our mouths with food and reach out with clothes. And there seems to be another one. Forget what parents did, forget all the happiness, learn to appreciate others, be a conscience and be a filial piety. Only in this way can there be harmony, happiness and mutual respect. With a grateful heart, look at the society, parents, relatives and friends, and you will find how happy you are. Let go of your mind and let the drizzle wash away the pollution in your heart. Learn to be grateful, because it will make the world a better place. ...

Write a composition that parents love to read | Delete genre: Narrative composition review status: pending review 2012-10-2713: 24 Love is silent and unforgettable.

In the summer vacation of grade five, when I was playing, I suddenly saw a toddler running into the middle of the road. I thought there for a long time when I heard a loud noise from the car.

I was just about to close my eyes and prepare to go back. Suddenly, like a gust of wind, I rushed out at once, and a young brother hugged the child. At that moment, somehow, I felt uneasy.

When they were about to reach the sidewalk, tragedy happened.

The young man's hand was pinned down by the car.

But the young man's first thought is children.

As a result, the child is fine, and the young man's right hand is broken. I am not happy.

When I asked him, "Who is he to you?" He said,' A stranger.

My tears keep flowing, keep flowing.

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I see. His name is Ye Xing and he is 19 years old this year.

He is also a good student.

Ah! When I think about it, I always feel guilty and happy.

He is my hero.

In the future, I will care more about others and help others with actions.

This is not to describe the love of parents, but to understand. ...

Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures.

If you throw yourself into your mother's arms, you won't enjoy happiness ... "Every time I hear this song, that unforgettable thing comes to my eyes again.

On a night of thunder and lightning, it rained cats and dogs.

I was awakened by the heartbreaking sound, and I felt sick all over, so I told my mother.

My mother touched my forehead and said in surprise, "Ah! It's too hot. You must have a fever.

"Say that finish immediately put on your coat and take me out to see a doctor under an umbrella.

However, it rained so hard that my mother carried me to the hospital with her delicate body in order not to get wet.

I wanted to tell my mother that I could go by car, but it was raining cats and dogs, and it was late at night. Where did I get the car? I watched my mother carry my back and give me an umbrella, but I was soaked through in the rain.

I was so excited that I cried.

Mom has been running behind my back for so long that she hasn't arrived at the hospital.

At this time, I can't tell whether it is her sweat or rain flowing down from my mother's head.

At this time, I seem to feel how great maternal love is! Walking, my mother suddenly tripped over a stone and almost fell.

I blurted out, "mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." If I were not ill, you wouldn't have to carry me so hard. "

"Mom smiled and said," Son, you are grown up and sensible.

I don't care, as long as you're okay, mom will be relieved.

"Mother said, and shed a few tears.

"Mom, why are you crying?" I asked.

My mother said, "I cried happily because you grew up and know that you care about your mother." I am so happy. "

After a long journey, we finally came to a 24-hour hospital.

My mother took me to the doctor without even taking a rest, then went to get the medicine and carried me home.

When I got home, my mother gave me medicine.

At this time, my mother was finally relieved.

She sat on the sofa and soon fell asleep.

I looked at my mother and thought: My mother is exhausted today, because she should have a good rest.

In fact, maternal love is very simple, without the great achievements of leaders, the brilliance of stars, the profound knowledge of scientists, the heroic rhetoric and the masterpiece of writers ... When you fall, she dusts off your body and encourages you to stand up again; When you are confused, she shows you the way and calls for the giant in your heart.

She is our mother!

Write an article about maternal love. The 500-word touching moment of life is like a bright mirror, reflecting a person's real world, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, happy, sad, lively, lonely, warm and cold, but the most memorable moment is the touching moment when smiles and tears blend.

Sometimes time is like an old man. I hope it will go quickly, but it will stay more and more; And time is sometimes like rejuvenation, which comes and goes in a hurry and never stops.

April 17 is a very important day for me. I'm going to take part in the Olympic English competition. I attend almost every year. I just get a small city certificate every year, and I have never got a national certificate. I often think, why can others do it? What is wrong with me? Besides, I'm not stupid, but I don't work hard.

This year, I will continue to take the exam with the same mentality as in previous years.

There is still a long time before the game, but it seems like a minute to me, too short and too short.

A week passed vaguely.

In a blink of an eye, the day of the game arrived.

My heart was pounding there in the morning. I've never been so nervous.

"mom! Mom! Prepare a cushion, pencil box, mattress, toilet paper for me ... "Before I finished, my mother gently interrupted me. "You are such a big man. Do you still need to prepare for a game? You are not young. You should do everything by yourself, instead of always relying on me.

"Mom just said that, just listen to 1 of" pa ",mom slammed the door to work, and left without saying a word before the exam. I am really angry.

There is a distance from home to the test center, and no one has sent me. The wind blew straight into my face, adding a touch of red to my originally dark face.

The street is empty and raining. Few people want to walk in the rain.

I quickened my pace and came to the examination room.

Wow! There are a lot of people, much more than last year.

Look around, there are a large group of classmates, with parents around, and the feeling is warmth.

And I, alone, can't tell you how lonely I am.

Maybe it's because my mother and I had a fight. I rummaged through my schoolbag, but I didn't bring a pen, only a pencil. This worries me. How to pick up the paper without a pen? Time goes by, and my mother's figure has not appeared outside the school gate, so she won't come. I'm a little disappointed.

The moment I followed my classmates into the examination room, I forgot everything and concentrated on answering questions.

An hour passed in a hurry. When I walked out of the examination room with a sigh of relief, I reached into my pocket and touched a beautifully rolled note written by my mother: Did the exam go well, son? I didn't have to go to work today, but I made up an excuse to go. It's not that my mother doesn't want to accompany you, nor that she doesn't care about your game.

When you asked me to help you pack your things in the morning, I began to want to help you, but then I thought, fourteen spring and autumn years have passed and I have grown up, so there is no need to rely on my parents for this little thing.

In the future, every child will have to work in his own post and face different people, different exams and different difficulties. Dependence is a method, but he can't get used to it forever, so everything needs exercise, and so do you. I believe you will understand! I finally understand why my mother let me take the exam myself; I finally understand why my mother asked me to borrow books from the library. I finally understand why my mother doesn't help me with my homework.

Because short-term help can't benefit me forever. At that moment, there was a smile on my mouth, a knowing smile, a comforting smile and a moving smile. When tears can't help flowing down, I can't tell whether it's tears or rain.

My mother is very kind to me, but I can't understand what my mother means, which makes my mother spend so much time.

Say to your mother here: "I'm sorry!" "Love is invisible. With a pair of invisible wings, tears washed away the thick wall between my mother and me, leaving endless understanding and touching!

Motherly love composition 500 words: "Grateful heart, thank you for accompanying me all my life, so that I have the courage to be myself …" Whenever this beautiful melody rings in my ear, I will think of many touching stories, which makes me moved again and again! Motherly love is like a trickle, nourishing my heart and making me grow up healthily day by day. Whenever I look at my mother's busy back, whenever I look at her hot compress on her sore shoulder, my heart will be touched! According to my father, I was born in congenital torticollis. The doctor told my mother that I should either have surgery when I am sensible or insist on pulling at least 8 times a day (that is, pulling my face back gently to the maximum extent), but the success rate of this therapy is not great.

But my mother chose the latter without hesitation.

I know that my mother left me no scars, never hurt me, and kept my self-esteem. In this way, my dear mother persisted for more than 300 days and nights. My mother's self-confidence finally drove away the disease and touched all my family, even the doctor.

I will always be moved by my mother's silent and great love ... I still clearly remember that those bright red "captain" armbands were so exciting and enviable at a selection class meeting in grade one. However, in the end, I didn't even comment on a small captain, and I was extremely ashamed. I remember at that time, I was in a cold period and didn't like to talk when I got home.

And let me find confidence, give me hard work and positive courage and strength. Now I am an excellent top ten student. Parents' love is an encouragement, a warm current and a call. She always touches me ... I often integrate myself into the atmosphere of love, and love excites me. Love, let me move; Love makes me grateful. ......

There are many kinds of love, which represent different meanings. Parents love their children selflessly. The love between friends is pure; Our love for the poor is sincere ... but I think the most unforgettable thing is the love of parents for their children. I am very touched that my parents love me so much.

What impressed me most was my mother's love for me.

One morning, the sun was shining brightly, making people feel as if summer had arrived, so I only wore a coat to school.

My mother said to me, "Lingling, it's not normal to be so hot today." It may get cold later. You'd better put on more clothes to go to school! " You can also put your long clothes in your schoolbag and take them to school.

Put on your long clothes as soon as it gets cold.

"I didn't listen to my mother and stubbornly left.

However, something unexpected happened. At noon, it began to get dark, with a strong wind and heavy rain.

The temperature dropped obviously, so I wore less clothes and felt cold.

I didn't listen to the command all over, and I was shaking all the time, so I had to hide in a corner of the classroom and squeeze in with some classmates.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared outside the classroom. Through the glass window, I saw that it was my mother.

She hurried to the door of the classroom with a bag of clothes under her arm.

I greeted him immediately and called out "Mom" excitedly.

My mother dressed me quickly.

At this time, I saw that my mother's pants were all wet, as if she had just walked up from the river.

I asked my mother, "How can you come out to deliver clothes to me when you are at work?" Mother said, "It's cold. You wear so little. If you don't send it, you will get sick. " .

I asked my boss for an hour's leave, and now I have to go back to work and try to make up for what I didn't finish during my leave.

"I looked at my mother's distant back and raised the image of a tall mother-great maternal love.

Dad's love for me is so selfless.

When I was a child, I slept in a room alone very early.

However, my sleep is very wrong. Before going to bed in the middle of the night, the quilt will fall to the ground, and I don't even know it myself.

I'll catch a cold if I drop the quilt.

When my dad found out, he got up in the nightclub twice a day to help me cover the quilt. Especially in winter, my dad came out of the hot bed and only covered me with a cotton-padded coat.

A few times, I just woke up and saw my father shivering with cold while covering me with a quilt.

Towards the end of the evening, dad woke up looking listless in the morning.

Sometimes, he catches a cold.

But dad said, "it doesn't matter if adults catch a cold." Just take some medicine.

A cold is not good for children.

You have a cold, you might as well give it to me.

"You see my father is so good to me.

Mom and dad are so kind to me, I must repay my parents well! 2, a person's life, regardless of success or failure, will get the help of too many people.

Parenting, teacher's teaching and bullying, spouse's care, friend's help, nature's gift and the gift of the times.

Every step of our growth, there are people pointing out; Every day of our lives is helpful.

Because of this, we overcame difficulties one by one, succeeded step by step, and created and enjoyed a better life.

I know we should be grateful: grateful for the birth and upbringing of our parents.

We should be very satisfied and happy with our parents' care and love and their selfless dedication to us.

At this special stage of the sixth grade of junior high school, I often hear the complaints from my classmates: I'm exhausted, studying is really boring, going to school is really boring, and life is really boring ... I often complain to my mother: "I just study every day, which is really boring!" Mother always said, "Don't complain, because you have learned a lot through hard work." .

Think about the children in poor mountainous areas again, and you should be satisfied! "Not long ago, I read the book" If you give me three days of light ". Helen, the protagonist in the book, was blind, deaf and dumb since she was a child, but she didn't complain about the injustice of fate or that her parents didn't make her a sound person. With a grateful heart, she thanked her parents for giving her life, struggled with her illness with tenacious perseverance, learned many foreign languages, and finally graduated from Degillif College of Harvard University.

She wrote one literary work after another with a pen to repay the society and her parents.

It is because of a grateful heart that Helen becomes stronger and braver. It was gratitude that made her realize the happiness of life.

And I have never cherished it-looking at the blue sky, listening to beautiful music, and shouting my own voice.

I feel that I deserve all this and belong to me.

Compared with Helen, I can watch freely, listen heartily and sing loudly. Who says this is not the gift of fate, who says this is not the greatest happiness in life? I know we should be grateful: grateful for the birth and upbringing of our parents.

We should be very satisfied and happy with our parents' care and love and their selfless dedication to us.

I know, we should be grateful: grateful to the school for training us. She provides us with a good learning environment and many opportunities. She made us stand on the sacred stage of the Great Hall of the People, which I will never forget.

I know, we should be grateful: grateful to every teacher who taught us, who saved us from the ignorance of the first grade; The second grade is innocent; Naughty on the third day; Four-stage agitation; The growth of the fifth grade has brought it to today-a sixth-grade pupil who is about to graduate.

During this period, they shed too much sweat and hard work.

I know, we should be grateful: grateful for the gift of nature, blue sky and white clouds, lakes and seas, warm sunshine, fresh air, flowers and green grass, colorful world.

Let's be grateful too much. Only by knowing and being grateful can we feel love, complain less and be satisfied more, and make our life better.

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