What are the 400 words for writing a composition around the theme of family?

1. Choose a relative and write a composition about "family" of about 400 words, just like a road sign in confusion, guiding you 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 the housework and rushed to the hospital at the speed of light.

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, and 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!

2. Write a 400-word composition with love or friendship as the theme. I remember when I was in primary school, I had to cross a street every day to get to school.

My mother is worried about my comfort and always has to send me across the street before she bends down to go to work. When crossing the road, Ma Qin always stretched out her right hand to me, held her little hand in her palm, led her across the road, then leaned down and told me over and over again, "Don't cross if you have a car."

It was crossing the road again this day, and my mother extended her right hand to me again. I suddenly realized: the same time, the same place, the same mother and me, the only constant thing-family! More than ten years have passed, and the small hand of the past has grown into a pair of big hands. In the past, the tender and soft hands of young mothers have become rough hands, but they are still holding hands so skillfully. When she was young, she suffered a lot, which was swept away by her like a hair, but she could not sweep away her love for her daughter.

Instead of reaching out, I reached out and gently held her hand and said to her, "When I was a child, you always led me when I crossed the road. Let me lead you when you cross the road today! " Mother's eyes sparkled with surprise and her smile rippled. Holding my mother's hand across the road, I am grateful, distressed, distressed and sighed! We can love the young, but we often forget to respect the old as we love the young.

In the street, many parents hold their children's hands, but when you hold their children's hands tightly, don't forget that parents and veterans expect us to hold them more! Affection is the simplest and most beautiful feeling. It is not as rich and warm as love, nor as fresh and fragrant as friendship, but it is so lingering and has a long aftertaste. Love may die, friendship may turn against each other, and only family will always be the tenderest corner in our hearts! Affection is like water, pure and transparent; Water, like family, is endless.

On the way to pick me up from school, my dear mother suddenly received a phone call from my aunt, saying that my grandmother was ill in hospital. Hearing the news, my heart suddenly tightened and my tears almost didn't flow out.

The calm mother became furious. She rode her bike as fast as she could, as if she had forgotten the traffic rules she usually told me and ignored the endless traffic. My mother and I have flown to grandma. When we arrived at the hospital, the whole family gathered around the bed and looked at grandma's closed eyes and painful expression. I couldn't help crying. "Wow, Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Grandpa, who has always been majestic, frowned and held me tightly in his arms. I felt grandpa's inner anxiety from his trembling hands.

Since then, grandma has lost the ability to take care of herself, and the laughter at home has gone with her. Everyone walks very lightly, for fear of disturbing the sick grandmother. Grandpa also resigned from a well-paid job he finally found after retirement. Every time he eats, he personally ties an apron on his grandmother, blows away the hot air with a spoonful, and then feeds it to her. At this time, grandpa also told a few jokes from time to time to make everyone happy, but I also saw his grandfather trying to laugh. I have seen him turn around many times to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes.

My mother takes me home every afternoon, then goes to my grandmother's house and comes back very late. From my mother's bloodshot eyes, I also deeply realized how much pain my mother suffered. Although grandma is seriously ill, grandpa said that even if there is a one percent chance, we should make 100 percent efforts, even if we lose everything for it.

This is great care, this is great affection! I believe grandma will get better, and I believe that love can work miracles! Chapter 3: Warm Family Once, my mother and I went home smiling. Suddenly, a wild dog with red eyes, which was originally white, came at us in a dirty and black way.

I turned pale with fear and thought, that's it. I must get this dog's reward today. Thinking of this, I held my mother's hand tightly.

My mother quickly dragged me to the stairs. But wild dogs ran after him.

When I got to the stairs, my mother pushed me desperately. Then, in despair, he picked up a paper box from the side and threw it at the dog.

But wild dogs are not easy to mess with Seeing that his mother dared to hit himself, he rushed to bite her. My mother turned to me and shouted, "Come on! Lou, you go first. "

I'll go upstairs right away. I saw my mother blocking the wild dog from rushing up with a box, sneaking around the back of the bad dog, picking up a stick and hitting it hard.

Run upstairs while the dog is in a daze. But after entering the door, my mother's first sentence was: "Lou, are you okay?" I was so touched that my mother first thought of me at the critical moment.

I rushed forward and hugged my mother-not only selfless maternal love, but also great fatherly love. Once, I was sick and went to see a doctor.

I felt weak, so I took a few steps to catch my breath. When my father saw this scene, he immediately carried me downstairs without saying anything. I lay comfortably on his back, but my father was too tired. He was sweating and panting.

When he arrived at the hospital, he didn't rest and went directly to the registration office. During the injection, I cried in pain and my father was telling me a joke.

At night, he got up again and again, touched my forehead and tucked me in, but he didn't sleep well all night. The next morning, I became a "panda".

Father loves mountains and stands tall; Motherly love is like the sea, magnificent. Let's appreciate this warm affection carefully! Chapter four: Blood-stained family life is also beautiful, and our life is the most precious thing in the world.

This is a true story I learned from a book. On his way home, a male fox saw a hunter killing the fox. His family lived here. He let out a cry and rolled around the path several times to lure the hunter here.

The hunter knew that the fox was cunning, so he ignored it and continued his search. The fox saw that it didn't attract the hunter's attention and went around. The hunter didn't know what the fox was doing and kicked it away.

After reading this, I hate what this hunter did to animals. He doesn't care. Animals also have life! I kept looking, and the fox was covered in mud. It stood up regardless of the pain and continued to ignore the danger.

3. A 400-word composition with the theme of family, including details description and scenery description. One afternoon, the sun was very hot, and I accompanied my mother to the square to buy clothes. As soon as I entered the gate, I was packed because of the price reduction of clothes. My aunt ran to the stall like a child. I am not attracted by these colorful clothes. What attracted me was a little girl twirling a hula hoop in the corner of the square.

The girl is dirty, wearing a thin T-shirt and skipping rope barefoot. She is beautiful, with big eyes like two pearls. Obviously, he is a child who doesn't have enough to eat and wear. But how did she get here? People around him said, "Her parents divorced, and her father got rabies because he likes to keep stray cats. He loses his temper all day and even bites people. She has no money at home, so she came here to make her father better. " Everyone was very moved and sent money to the small broken bowl. Every time she receives money from a kind person, she will say "thank you". Although it is a dialect, she can still understand it.

I just looked at her, and she found me, a little shy. She is sweating like a pig. She has danced more than 500 times. She still insisted on jumping. When she jumped more than 700 times, she suddenly fell to the ground. I helped her up and bought her a popsicle. She looked at me without saying anything, her eyes full of gratitude.

At this time, my mother came. I told her about the little girl's family, and she immediately gave her 100 yuan. When I left, I said to her, "Goodbye, I will come to see you". She went home smiling. I lie on the window, facing the sunset, the little girl's face always appears in front of me. Thinking about it, a line of tears flowed down unwillingly.

4. Write a composition with family as the main topic, about 400 words. If it exceeds 500, what is lower than family? Family is an umbrella in the storm, sheltering me from the wind and rain; Family is a lamp in the dark; Find the way forward for me; Affection is the fire in cold weather, which drives away the cold for me; My family was still a comforting word when I failed, which helped me find myself again.

Family, these two beautiful words, constitute this group of words, everywhere. In the morning, my parents got up early just to make me a rich dish on the table. Just before I left home for school, my parents would nag a lot, such as: "Be careful on the road, watch the car when crossing the street, be careful in class …" These words have become "compulsory courses" before going to school every day. As soon as I got home from school, my parents worked outside to earn money, and the whole house was empty, leaving me alone. At this time, I felt a burst of sadness in my heart, and I couldn't help feeling the affection again. I know, they go out to make money for me. Sometimes, family ties are so important.

My parents gave me a full head of black hair, leaving only two gray temples; My parents gave me a straight waist pole, leaving only their curved back; My parents also gave me their own beautiful faces. ..... aren't these family members? Isn't it all my parents' feelings for me? However, family ties do not stop there.

When you miss your relatives far away, you are paying for them. Isn't it? Even if you don't live together, you will care about him, which shows that you have a good impression on them.

Affection is a bright spot on the road of life. It will help you when you are embarrassed, lonely, disappointed and sad ... as long as you need help, it will reach out and help you and accept you. With affection, your life will be more beautiful and colorful. With feelings, you will feel that life is so beautiful and interesting!

A composition about affection 400 words Unforgettable affection There are many small fish in my mind, which constitute my unforgettable affection, but my most unforgettable affection is the little golden goldfish. ...

I remember when I was in the third grade, I went to school just after the New Year. My classmates were talking about the beauty of spring happily, but I felt bad. Because I go to school in the cold spring, my teeth tremble with cold in the morning. The whole class said, "Look, her lips are blue." After several classes, I got home very uncomfortable and fell asleep in bed.

I heard a familiar voice in my sleep, "Get up! Xiao Yan! " I woke up and saw my mother. I said, "I seem to have a fever." My mother quickly measured me with a thermometer, and my "temperature was 40 degrees" and my mother immediately became nervous. I called the class teacher to ask for leave, and then my mother hurriedly picked up a cup and gave me water to drink antipyretic. I found out carefully that there was sweat on my mother's forehead. I think, mom, this must be urgent. I must get sick early. Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute.

I don't know how to keep a high fever. I drank the medicine and sweated. My mother is busy changing towels to wipe my back. I was so busy at noon that I couldn't even eat. I fell asleep again ... I felt my mother went to the hospital behind my back. Unexpectedly, I was hospitalized for a week and four days. Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute.

Every day I open my eyes and see my mother by my side. When I got well, I found my mother's eyes were black and her silver hair was a little more. ...

6. Family Composition 400 words Daughter and mother talked about "family".

My daughter spoke first. She said, "The best thing in the world is family." Mother went on to say, "Families can often work miracles."

The daughter said: "I am a miracle created by my mother, created with my mother's taste." So, the daughter said the following feelings.

Tired, sleepy, lazy to climb into bed and get into bed, there is a warm feeling around me. Hey! What's that smell? When I was in bask in the quilt in the yard in the morning, it was the smell of the sun. The sun shone on it and got in.

Sweet I fell asleep. In my dream, my mother is busy in the yard in the morning. The smell of sunshine is the smell of my mother, and quiet and warm moments surround me. Open your eyes in the morning.

"Go back to sleep," my eyelids told me. "No," the nose objected.

What a delicious taste. This is my favorite smell of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Get up, get dressed, wash your face and brush your teeth, then rush into the kitchen and enjoy breakfast in the smiling eyes of your mother. It only takes n seconds.

I like this sour and sweet taste. Only my mother can make it. Pick up the backpack, "I'm coming out".

Mother's words came from behind. "Did you bring everything? Don't leave anything behind. " "Ride slowly, be careful on the road, and watch the car when crossing the road!" "Yes-"I have been riding for a long time, and my mother is still standing at the gate.

I am tired of listening to these things every day, and I have complained, but if I don't hear them one day, I will feel empty. Actually, I'm used to what my mother told me. No one can give me this taste except my mother.

After a day's travel, I am eager to go home. Mom's "Baby, you are back", the fatigue of the day was gently touched away, all the bumps were put far away, and all the troubles disappeared without a trace, because my mother was by my side, I cared, helped me solve it, and taught me to be brave.

Mother's taste, warm and sweet, is endless exhortation and exhortation, and is a powerful reliance. Mother's taste, not showing off, has been silently hugging me.

7. Silent love with the theme of family I remember that it was a snowy winter and the whole earth became extremely cold.

In the morning, I opened my hazy eyes and saw my grandmother calling me by the bed, urging me to get up quickly. I was reluctant to leave the warm bed and kept yawning. After freshening up, I came to the table to have breakfast.

I sat at the table and looked at the delicious breakfast in front of me, but I didn't even move my chopsticks. I just sat there staring at the breakfast on the table, talking endlessly, complaining to myself, "If you eat these every morning, you won't change your taste!" " Grandma saw that I looked depressed and asked a few questions with concern.

Who knows, I suddenly launched an "attack" and kicked off the stool. At this time, I seemed to be out of control, venting all my dissatisfaction on my grandmother, blaming her for cooking badly, why not change my taste ... After "unreasonable", I threw my chopsticks on the ground and sat on the sofa with a pout, panting. Grandma didn't say anything, just put down the chopsticks gently and stopped eating.

I see. Grandma is unhappy. Afterwards, I felt guilty.

Grandma worked hard to cook for me, but I was so picky. I want to admit my mistake in front of grandma, but I don't have the courage. On this day, I came to the classroom with an anxious mood, and I always felt a little sorry.

I dare not face up to the eyes of teachers and classmates, because I am afraid that they will find this "secret", so I keep my head down and keep silent, and the scene at that time always comes to my mind. I remember that the teacher told us to respect the old and love the young, to be filial to our parents and to respect our elders, but I was … so ashamed that I couldn't hold my head any longer, and felt that the days passed so slowly.

The bell rang and I trudged to the door. I looked up and saw a stool and a pair of slippers standing at the door as before. My grandmother used to do this so as not to waste my time. Now, I have a "cold war" with my grandmother, but she is still doing it silently, and I am even more ashamed. I put on my slippers and went into the house. The room is empty and there is no one in sight. Grandpa, grandma, dad and mom are not at home, but there is a "delicious" table on the table. The delicious food attracted me and I couldn't sit still. This table of different flavors of food makes my mouth water. I "ransacked" it willy-nilly and patted it with satisfaction.

When I opened the door, I was surprised to find that my "garbage dump"-my desk was cleaned and the desk lamp was adjusted to the right brightness. There is a cup of soaked chrysanthemum tea on the table, and the aroma is overflowing. The quilt is also spread on the bed, and my favorite doll is placed on my pillow ... Seeing this, my heart was moved infinitely. I walked by quietly. Suddenly, I found a note under my pillow: "Today, we are not at home. Don't watch it too late at night."

It's cold, put on clothes, don't catch cold ... "Seeing this scene, I couldn't help it any longer. I cried in bed. I deeply feel that love, sometimes silent, silent love can make everyone's heart warm, and this warmth will last forever even under the pressure of winter. Family ties are like water. What kind of thoughts emerge quietly in a quiet night, and then a little bit of concern fills the whole heart? What kind of emotion suddenly swept through our hearts at an unrelated moment, which made us involuntarily recall? It is grandpa's rough palm caressing us, grandma's kind and conniving smile, the unsmiling father's face in childhood, the mother's endless exhortation, and the picture of brothers and sisters quarreling and frolicking ... The ordinary silhouette is deposited in the depths of the river of years and gradually becomes profound and readable with the passage of time and age.

This is the most unforgettable touch in life-affection. Affection has no grand form and gorgeous packaging. It lingers in the long scroll of life, filling every gap like water. It is colorless, tasteless, odorless and shadowless, so it often makes us accustomed to it when we have it, and indifferent when we enjoy it.

Affection is talking and laughing in front of the dining table window, and it is trivial and delicate between daily necessities; It was a loving look, complaining about perfection; It is a tossing and turning concern after parting, and a relatively silent moment when we meet again. Often a simple phone call, an ordinary greeting, is the most vivid interpretation and interpretation of family ties.

There are no touching stories and poems, and we never need to bother to care about them, but we will always swim quietly in every corner of our lives like water, quietly moistening and warming our bodies and hearts. Affection is the simplest and most beautiful feeling. It is not as rich and warm as love, nor as fresh and fragrant as friendship, but it is so lingering and lingering.

It doesn't come from two of a kind like love, and it doesn't have common needs like friendship. It is connected with our blood and will always be with us. Love may die, friendship may turn against each other, and only family will always be the tenderest corner in our hearts.

Although we often ignore it because of commonness and forget it because of simplicity, when we are scarred and tired, only our closest relatives are the first to think of, and only they can accept us with an open mind regardless of gains and losses. Feelings are not hard liquor or sweet drinks. It's just a cup of pure boiled water. Although colorless and tasteless, it can't leave our lives for a moment.

It won't make us excited, but it can make us quiet; It won't give us an unforgettable experience, but it can always provide us with indispensable nutrition. The family has its own simplicity and naturalness, and it doesn't need to be deliberately carved. By the time we realized it, it had crept into our fingertips.

In the world of mortals, because of that love, no matter how far away, no matter how noisy and lonely. Our hearts are always relaxed.

Affection is like water, pure and transparent; Water, like family, is endless.

8. Take love as the theme, write a 400-word composition, and write something that best reflects family ties. Affection is a curved back.

I finished my homework and the noisy city quieted down. Looking at the stars outside the window, I thought about a very important question-what is blood relationship? What is this?

At this moment, the door creaked and grandpa came in. His steps are light. I know he is afraid of disturbing my study. I saw him bend down, put the composition book and manuscript paper in the clip for me, and then put it in the schoolbag.

Looking at grandpa's crooked back reminds me of that scene. The cold winter wind messed up grandpa's gray hair, and sweat poured out of his deeply wrinkled face, and his mouth was still panting. And he was carrying my schoolbag on his shoulder, and it bent his back. His other hand took my hand and struggled to get to school. Because the traffic jam delayed the time, grandpa hurried and reminded me as he walked: "Be careful, be careful."

Although the weather is cold, his love makes me warm as fire.

Looking up, grandpa packed his schoolbag. He was about to turn away. I quickly stood up and said to my grandfather, "Let me hit you on the back!" " "Say that finish, my hands clenched, with rhythm, flapping his curved back.

I gave it a gentle thump, and grandpa smiled knowingly.

Precious feelings

I believe that everyone will encounter difficulties, and the people you love will give you selfless love. I have such a happy family. I live in this family, and my family has given me selfless love.

Once, because I was a student on duty, I missed the school bus and it rained cats and dogs that day. My classmates and I are waiting for our parents to pick us up. At this moment, a man in a yellow raincoat drove up to us. I took a closer look and found it was my father. I saw his face covered with water. I got on the bus, and my father said goodbye to his classmates while driving. When I got home, my father asked me if I was caught in the rain in a caring tone.

Another time, I was playing with my classmates at school, and Zhou Tao accidentally bumped into my leg. I thought it was nothing, but the next day I felt something was wrong. My foot is limping. My mother asked the teacher for leave and took me to Suzhou Children's Hospital. After the examination, the doctor said that I had a broken thigh and needed to be hospitalized. My mother stayed with me in the hospital for more than a month. For more than a month, I have felt the most precious affection in the world.

I believe everyone has had such a problem. Remember: don't wait until you lose it to learn to cherish it!

Affection-maternal love

I, a colorless and tasteless flower, became gorgeous and fragrant under the care of my family.

I, a flightless bird, grew up under the care of my family.

When I think of this warm feeling, a past event comes to mind.

I remember that day, it was raining lightly, and the rain was sparse and dense. I stood alone at the school gate, waiting for my mother to pick me up. Slowly, it rained harder and harder. Just when I was in a hurry, I saw a familiar figure-my mother came.

Looking up, my mother was wearing thin clothes and holding a wet flower umbrella in her hand. "mom"! I shouted and ran to my mother. She smiled and took my little hand. "ah! Mom, why are your hands so cold? " I blurted it out. Looking up again, I saw my mother lift the whole flower umbrella almost over my head. And mom was soaked through. My nose is sour and I want to say thank you to my mother. But I couldn't open my mouth, so I had to follow my mother with my head down. Quietly pushed my mother's umbrella hand onto her head until our backs disappeared at home. ...

Motherly love is a bucket of paint and a bottle of perfume, which gives me the most beautiful color and elegant fragrance. ...

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9. Writing around emotions 500 words of emotions

What is kinship? Affection is a pot of delicious honey, which makes people memorable; Home is a warm big bed, and I don't want to leave every day; Affection is a perfect piece of paper, which makes people want to laugh in their sleep.

A can of delicious honey, regardless of success or failure, your family will always stand by your side, giving you encouragement and confidence. Once I went to participate in a car model competition, and the semi-final was brushed off. I was disappointed, but my parents said calmly, "Whether you are a finalist or not. We will all support you, let alone participate! If you participate again, you will gain something. It doesn't matter. " After listening to my parents' persuasion, I felt like drinking a cup of sweet honey water, and my original depression and disappointment were swept away. Let me regain my confidence in learning English.

A warm big bed always gives you more love and care, and always makes you reluctant to leave. Last mid-term exam, I didn't do well in Chinese, only got 65 points. At home, my mother not only didn't talk about me, but also helped me analyze the reasons why I didn't do well in the exam. After the analysis, he taught me how to review and make the next exam more ideal. Family is a rest stop that gives you confidence and warmth.

A perfect test paper always doubles your confidence. My mother helped me with my English last weekend. When I have words and phrases I don't understand, I will ask my mother for advice. My mother, like a learning machine, always patiently tells me their meanings and parts of speech. If I forget, my mother didn't say that I have a bad memory, but explained it to me seriously. It's like endless patience.

What your family gives you is infinite encouragement, confidence, care and love. What about us? You should not just enjoy it, but give it back to your parents. This is the real family!

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10. Write a composition (400) on an event that reflects family ties. The sky has crept towards us. Spring breeze gently blows red flowers, and 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 walked 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! Yesterday was the second Sunday in May, Beautiful Mother's Day. However, for every child who loves his mother, every day is Mother's Day. Let's hug his mother in the tenderest mood and tell her, "Mom, I love you!" " " .