Love is written in an instant. Love is written in an instant.

Love is the most beautiful word of mankind. It symbolizes romance, warmth and eternity ... but where is the love in life? I've been looking for it.

On the crowded bus, a pair of white-haired grandfathers stood in the crowded aisle. The old man put his hands around his wife and blocked the weight of the crowd with his thin body. It was a pair of hands with prominent blue veins, and the little old marks on the fingers were clearly visible. The arms are no longer as strong as they were in their prime, and the body is no longer as strong as that of young people. But he still took care of his elderly wife carefully and told him from time to time: "Stand firm and grab my skirt." Not strong arms surround the tranquility and warmth of life.

-my heart strings move, and love is so prosaic!

In the corner of the bustling market, a pair of ragged women came face to face. It seems that my daughter, who is only six or seven years old, has bigger eyes than candied haws. My father took a look at her and took it out of his trouser pocket with a smile, just taking out two crumpled one-dollar bills. Father bought a bunch of candied haws. He tore open the wrapping paper and handed it to his daughter. Strangely, her daughter smelled it, held up the candied haws and said, "Dad, you can eat too." "I don't like it." "You eat!" The father couldn't tempt his daughter, so he bent down and took a bite, and her daughter ate with relish.

-My heart vibrated. It turns out that love is a bunch of candied haws.

In the restaurant with soft lights, mother reheated the cold food. Red shrimp, green rape, fragrant sparerib soup and spicy radish lined up in front of me. Tired and hungry, I put down my schoolbag and wolfed it down immediately: after eating a bowl of soup, the whole person was warm! I just picked up my mother's meal and enjoyed it slowly. My mother sat watching me eat and smiled. I couldn't help but stop the chopsticks that were about to pick up food and waved my hand in front of my mother. "Mom, what are you laughing at?" "Haha, watching you eat is also a pleasure!"

A warm heart, the original love is such a simple wait.

It seems that from that moment on, I learned to love. 、

Even if it is just a careful care, a string of small candied haws, a warm wait, and that sincere expression from the heart, I am afraid it is a precious love.

Love flows in an instant. 600-word compositions are often fleeting, which is the most memorable.

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The tiny voice pulled me back from my dream and separated my eyelids. I only saw a black shadow dressing up in the dim light, and there was a mentor next to it. Oh, so dad is back, but he has to leave again.

Sad me, looking at this peaceful picture, the impulse to say hello to my father gradually disappeared. I continue to pretend to sleep and enjoy the rare scene in this decade.

Dad seems ready to leave at once. The light was too dim for me to see the expression on my mother's face clearly, but in my ear, my mother's voice sounded: "Don't be busy, the clothes are not ready yet." Dad seems to have known for a long time, and went over before mom finished. Mom helped him do it again, and then they were deadlocked. A few minutes later, my father put his mouth to my mother's face and kissed her. I smiled. I deliberately pretended to turn around and turn my back on them with a bad smile. Looking out of the window, the light passed through the cracks in the leaves and left many spots on the ground. The early bird also adds luster to this harmonious picture. And behind it is still the mother's instructions. Then came the sound of opening and closing the door.

A few minutes ago, dad got up the courage to repeat the scene ten years ago in the auditorium. What changes is time, but what remains unchanged is true feelings and parents' shyness.

Dear, this is a common thing in the post-90s generation, but it is a sacred thing in the parents' mind. Every time I touch him, it must be the courage before, the heart, and the shyness after. But for those who meet again after a long separation, "seeing each other late" must be added.

Although this moment was in the dark, I left it in the light, although no matter how strong and bright the light was, it could not shine. But there is no doubt: this is indeed love.

The moment of love junior high school composition 600 words 2: the moment of love

There are many, many moments of love. A nagging from my mother, a scolding from my father, and a greeting from my friend. These are moments of love, including parents' concern and friends' concern.

On the dock, on the bus, in the newspaper and in the streets, there are moments of love.

Closer. Closer. This van took our family to grandma's house in the country. As the sound of the van gradually stopped. Grandma's house arrived, and her figure gradually became clear. Still the same smiling face, slightly fat body and half white hair, and a cup of milk tea in my hand.

When I was very young, I loved to drink milk tea from my grandmother's shop. When I was at my grandmother's house, I could drink several cups a day, but as I grew up, I knew those were junk food, and I seldom drank them. But every time grandma's cup is filled in advance, I must drink milk tea full of grandma's deep love.

This habit grandma has persisted since I was very young until a few years ago. When I was a child, I opened the car door and shouted, "Grandma, grandma, I'm back, give me milk tea!" " "Every time I hear this sentence, grandma's smiling face will become more amiable.

Every time before going back to grandma's house, my mother would call grandma, and grandma and grandpa would get busy. Either jiaozi or steamed stuffed bun. Of course, before that, always boil a pot of water to make milk tea. The love at this moment is warm.

It's snowing lightly outside, and I have that cup of milk tea in my hand, which is warm.

Although this beautiful scene was broken a few years ago. Now grandma has moved here. But I will always remember grandma's loving face. After a day, we left. In the car, I looked at grandma's smiling face and waving hands that had never changed in the past few years. I feel something flowing on my cheek.

For me, that beautiful and harmonious picture-like love moment will always be remembered.

The moment of love junior high school composition 600 words three: the moment of love

When I walk into the yard and look up, I can always see my head sticking out of the balcony. This is a familiar face. It's mom. She smiled at me walking in the yard just after school, and then turned and disappeared into my sight.

I don't know when it started. My mother waits for me on the balcony after school every day. I always feel very late to realize that every day after school, my mother is standing on the balcony. I remember that I was still in primary school, and I was walking in the yard with a small bag on my back after school. I looked up unconsciously, only to find that my mother was looking at me, suddenly smiled happily, and then quickly turned and ran out of the balcony. At that moment, I became very disappointed. Why doesn't my mother visit me more often and stay on the balcony for a while? I walked on and went upstairs, only to find that my mother was still wearing slippers and ran to the middle of the stairs. I am very happy to say, "I'm back at last!" " "Say that finish, I put my schoolbag on my back, dragged me upstairs and went home together.

"mom? Why did you run as soon as you saw me on the balcony? " "Because mom can't see you clearly on the balcony, you can only see your lovely smiling face when you go downstairs!" At that time, I always felt that my mother was too fast and disappeared from the balcony. I could see her on the stairs.

School is still very late today, much later than primary school. Walking in the small yard, I suddenly flashed the picture I saw when I was a child. I involuntarily looked up at the balcony again, but the balcony was not as empty as I thought. I saw the familiar figure again. Although it was dark, I seemed to see my frowning brows spread out, and I seemed to see a very quiet smile. The figure disappeared as quickly as before, so I stepped up and ran upstairs. When I got to the door, I saw my mother just open the door.

"Why do you walk so fast?" "Because your figure disappears too fast, I have to run faster to see your smile again."

The moment my mother's figure disappeared from the balcony, I just wanted to speed up my steps and longed to see my mother's quiet smile. At that moment, all I felt was my mother's deep love for me.

The moment of love junior high school composition 600 words four: the moment of love on the bus

"Sit down, I don't care." These warm words remind me of my uncle who I have never met.

Time returned to the third holiday, my mother and I were idle at home and agreed to go shopping. When we got on the long-awaited bus, we realized the significance of a sea of people. A careless crowd separated me from my mother: "Don't run around, just stand there!" " "This kind and familiar voice came from the front." I know, I know! " I am absent-minded and bored to answer. The bus passed station after station, only people got on and few got off. Being short, I can only touch the handle of the seat. People who are taller than my chest are pushing around, and I can hardly breathe. A short screeching brake made me lean forward and then suddenly sat back, sitting directly on an uncle's lap. After a while, the crowded crowd calmed down. I stood up awkwardly, but my strange uncle pulled me, which made me more nervous. My mind is blank, and what negative image emerges from the door of memory. I tried to refuse, but I didn't know whether these hands were strong or I was caught. People are getting thinner and thinner: "why are you sitting on your uncle's lap?" Get up! " "Mom said. "Never mind, I let him sit." Look at his face. I no longer doubt, firmly sitting on his lap. My uncle's face is full of calm and concern. My heart is warm and I feel infinite happiness.

The appearance of that uncle has been deeply imprinted on my mind and cannot be erased. Looking at the withered grass, they will see the world next year. When can I see my enthusiastic uncle again? I imagine there are many people like my uncle, and I want to be a member of this group in the future.

The moment of love junior high school composition 600 words five: the moment of love

How many memories are forgotten? Whenever I think of this indelible memory, it will always be a little sour.

That was when I was in primary school. Like everyone else, I skip to school with my schoolbag on my back. Every time I go to school, my father will send me to a corner, followed by a recording: "I'm leaving!" " ""oh! "Every day is like this, such a short moment.

If it weren't for that turn back, if it weren't for that moment, I might never find my father's silent love.

It was a hot noon. As usual, my father sent me to that corner and said a simple farewell: "I'm leaving!" " ""oh! "When I walked about 100 meters, I looked back inadvertently. At first glance, there are neat houses, green trees, gorgeous flowers, and-at the corner, there is a man standing. who is it? Medium build, white shirt. That is the most familiar figure I have ever seen since I was born-my father, my father. How can I describe my father's eyes? Deep, selfless and full of love. I will never forget my loving eyes.

My father seemed to notice that I was looking at him, immediately withdrew his eyes and showed a shy look, then smiled at me and turned around.

I stood there stupefied. My father should have seen me many times! And I noticed it by accident.

The hot weather makes me sweaty and mixed with my tears. I turned and ran to school. On the way to school, I thought of many memories.

It turned out that my father had been paying attention to me, but he didn't express it in words. His burning eyes are unforgettable memories for me.

Its scenery, the silence of love. I will always remember that hot afternoon, that burning eyes, that moment of love that can never be erased!

The moment of love junior high school composition 600 words six: the moment of father's love

The weather in summer is like a moody child, crying and laughing for a while, uncertain. It was still hot just now. Suddenly dark clouds are gathering, and now the heavy rain has fallen, and it is getting bigger and bigger, from intermittent to overwhelming. Suddenly, they all stopped, as if they heard some password.

The village is particularly fresh after the rain. My father rode an electric car and took my grandmother and me to my aunt's house.

Along the way, we talked and laughed, and our mood was as clear as the sky after the rain. Trees and grass on the roadside shine like fur coats without a trace of dust. Although the road is wet, it is also very clean, sweeping away the hazy mood just before the rain. Everything after the rain is so beautiful in my eyes.

The car passed quickly and people hurried on. Occasionally meet a few acquaintances, parents also say hello.

At the corner, my father began to slow down, but he still didn't avoid some moss on the side of the road. It seems that they are deliberately making things difficult for us. The wheel slipped and all three of us fell down on the concrete floor. But I didn't feel any pain at all. I stood up to see that I was all right, and then I went to pull my father and grandmother. They seemed a little miserable, but they weren't dirty. I cleaned up and went on my way again.

I was busy when I arrived at my aunt's house. Somehow, I talked to grandma about wrestling today. I said, "Grandma, I didn't feel any pain when I wrestled today. Very strange! "

Grandma said, "Of course you don't. Your father blocked it for you. How much pain can you have? "

Grandma's words made me suddenly realize that I didn't know what to say at the moment. Come to think of it, when the car fell to the ground, my father really gave me a push, and I was surprised at that time.

Looking at my busy father, I suddenly found that although he is a man who is not good at words, he loves me in every way!

A moment of love, a 300-word composition, many things have faded under the polishing of years. People also ignore many things in their busy lives, but until that day, everything in my heart has changed, and the original gray life has become full of love.

On Saturday morning, I picked up my heavy schoolbag and walked out of the dormitory. The first thing that caught my eye was an empty table. Where is my breakfast? Is mom lazy in bed again? "mom! Where's my breakfast? " I shouted and dragged her out of bed. "Baby, go out to eat in the morning. Mom is sick today and can only sleep at home. " "Then I go to school later. What should I do? " As soon as I heard this, my brow wrinkled and I was upset. I thought, I have to go to school by myself again. I'm exhausted! But when I saw my haggard mother with a big mouth, I decided to go to school by myself.

"Can you do that?" Mother said worriedly, "It's cold outside, so put on more clothes!" " ""All right, "I casually promised and set off.

It's really cold outside, so I can't help but grab my coat and run in a hurry "Mom, what to eat today?" A gentle voice came to my ears. I saw a little girl plunge into her mother's coat and whispered. "Well, how about I take you to KFC?" Mother said softly. Looking at this warm scene, my heart is as cold as a cold wind. If only my mother were here. I have some regrets.

I looked at my balcony expectantly, and I should have turned back. At that moment, I saw a tall figure looking at me. It's mom! My mother's loving eyes looked at me silently, full of love, but her fluffy hair became more and more messy in the wind, still shivering with cold and wrapped in a wide coat. My mother seemed to see me turn around and gently waved to me. My heart is warm, just like being blown by the spring breeze. It turns out that my mother has been watching me walk away. My heart has a special taste.

The train came and I rushed to the station with tears in my eyes. That moment played back in my mind like a movie. The bus started, looking out the window, my mother's figure was on the balcony. Every look in her eyes and every movement contains deep love.

Love, at this moment!

"Instant Love" 500-word composition, about fatherly love to maternal love! A moment of love, 500 words.

Everyone says that strict father is a loving mother, but my family is a loving father and a strict mother. Maybe this is a different situation.

At home, my father can be called a nanny. He does all the work. Washing clothes, cooking, mopping the floor and cleaning are all very funny. As soon as his mother came back, he was like a kannika nimtragol, which made people laugh.

My mother is like a demon at home. He always scolds me. I remember that time, I came home late, and he asked where * * * had gone. I didn't want to tell him that I had gone to my classmate's house. He said I lied, but I said I didn't. I said I was so old, don't worry, he didn't believe me. I regret it, but I don't want to bow my head and admit my mistake. At this time, bang. . 1, my face * * * is burning. I covered my face with my hand, ran into the room, slammed the door, and cried on the bed. After a long time, I heard footsteps here, so I lay in bed pretending to sleep! It's mom! She came to help me cover the quilt and said; Baby mom is wrong, but it's not up to mom to decide. In order for you to remember this lesson. Mom has to do this and have a good sleep, alas! I froze, looking at the back of my mother's departure, and my heart ached inexplicably. ...

I waited for a while, and suddenly I understood my mother's good intentions.

There may be no strict mother in strict father. They are strict on the surface, but deep down they all love their children.

Say to your parents, mom and dad, I love you, mom and dad, you have worked hard, that would be great.

-Tears, slap my bar mitzvah.

Love in an instant because of love, we didn't give up, because of love, we became stronger, because of love, more survivors were saved. Let's hand in hand, heart to heart, sincerely bless the people in the disaster area, live a strong and happy life and let love bloom in an instant.

On May 12, an earthquake of magnitude 8.0 occurred in Wenchuan County, Sichuan Province, China, which instantly turned a bustling city into ruins in just 12 seconds.

Twenty-two hours before the earthquake, students and teachers were playing basketball happily in a school in Wenchuan county, with happy smiles on their faces. Something unexpected happened. The sudden earthquake of magnitude 8.0 masked the joy of the students in an instant. The playground, which used to be full of laughter, is now echoing with sad cries.

In the face of disaster, it is easier to show the value of love: in a pile of ruins, rescuers found a woman who was crushed to death by a collapsed house. Through the gap, we can see her death posture: kneeling on the ground, the whole upper body crawling forward, supporting her body with both hands on the ground, and some kneeling like the ancients, which looks a bit strange. Rescuers shouted at the ruins several times, but there was no response. When everyone was ready to leave, the rescue captain returned to her and groped under the woman. He touched it a few times and shouted, "There is a child still alive." Everyone immediately cleared the ruins in front of her, and her child was lying under her. Wrapped in a small red quilt, about 3 or 4 months old. Thanks to his mother's protection, he was not injured. The accompanying doctor came to untie the quilt and did some inspection, and found a mobile phone stuffed in the quilt. The screen reads "Dear Baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you", but the doctor who is used to seeing where you will go shed tears at this moment. Ah! How great and sacred is maternal love, which saved the baby in danger, but he left forever.

In addition to maternal love, fatherly love also shocked the world. A father has been digging in the ruins. His fingers were covered with blood and his eyes were bloodshot, but he didn't stop. After three days and nights of digging, he finally let his children see the sun again.

Motherly love and fatherly love are great, but in the face of disaster, love blooms in an instant. The teacher's love is also very touching. Teachers can stand up in the face of disasters and write touching stories: in Wenchuan County, when the masses moved away a corner of the collapsed Yingxiu Town primary school teaching building with bare hands, a male teacher knelt on the ground and held two children tightly in his arms, like an eagle with wings ready to fly. Two children are still alive, but the eagle is dead! His grip on the child's arm was stiff, and rescuers had to cut it off with tears to save the child. ...

A moment's love often only happens in a moment. That is, this moment can change something.

Cowardice becomes strong at this moment. Ruthlessness becomes warm at this moment. Other people changed their views on a person at this moment.

The correct theoretical basis is always illustrated by real examples. Here's the situation:

I have never admitted that I have such a father who drinks every day. Until that day, he went downstairs. I was about to pour the wine out of dad's cup, but I didn't smell it. Hey! It turns out that dad drinks white water every day. My tears fall automatically.

After a long time, my father and I had a spiritual exchange. I just realized that my father didn't want me to know that there was no money at home. Don't distract me from my study. I saved all my savings to buy wine.

Didn't it happen in a flash? This moment changed my view of my father.

Such a big change will happen in an instant. At the same time, I also realized the greatness of fatherly love. Poverty inherits the wind!

Instantly! moment

There are many kinds of instant love, for example, the love between mother and child is called "great maternal love", the love between father and child is called "father love", the love between teacher and student is called "teacher-student love", and the love between classmates is called "friendship". The world is full of love, and each of us lives with the help of love and grows with the support of love. Among all kinds of love, the greatest love in the world is maternal love, but I think the closest love is "friendship", which is often overlooked and the purest. Cherish the mutual affection between people and treat life well, and you will feel the fullness of life and be proud of it. In my daily life, such a thing happened that I will never forget. That was last year. At that time, I was still in the fifth grade of primary school. At that time, I was still a naive female student. I remember one Thursday after school during the day, maybe I went out to play with a cold. Maybe I kicked off the quilt when I slept at night, and woke up in the morning, dizzy, as if I had been beaten. I have no spirit at all, and I feel uncomfortable all over. The alarm clock has rung several times, but I still don't want to get up. Mother cooked the meal and walked into my room. She touched my forehead and said in surprise, son, why is my forehead so hot? Is it a fever? Then my mother brought a thermometer to take my temperature. Five minutes later, my mother took out her thermometer and looked at it. Ah, I have a high fever of 39 degrees and 6 minutes. My mother and I agreed not to go to school today! I nodded helplessly, and then my mother asked the teacher for leave and took me to the hospital. According to the doctor's diagnosis, I caught a bad cold and caused tonsillitis. Bought me an infusion bag and a big bag of medicine. It seems that I will spend these two days in the hospital bed. Two days later, under the careful care of my mother and doctor, my condition has greatly improved. Chatting with my mother at home on Sunday morning, worrying about missing classes! Mom opened the door and saw the teacher bring three good female classmates to my home to make up lessons for me and comfort me. Wish me a speedy recovery. A classmate also brought a lot of delicious snacks from home! Looking at this classmate, a warm current came to my heart, with tears in my eyes. I don't know what to say at the moment. My mother also rushed to get fruit and tea for my classmates. This joyful atmosphere seems to make my illness better at once, and my body feels refreshed as never before. This may be what we often say about helping each other, supporting each other, forging ahead in unity, making progress, and the pure and simple friendship between classmates. Then three students used the evening time to make up lessons for me. I didn't miss my homework because of illness. It's almost a year now, the first half of the semester. I don't go to school with some of my classmates anymore. We each found a middle school that we thought was satisfactory and started an intense study career. But my friendship with those classmates will never change and be forgotten with the passage of time. It has always been treasured in my heart, and I can't brutally erase it; It left a deep imprint on my young mind. At the same time, love is mutual pay, everyone needs to pay a little love, and the world will become better! Friendship refers to the love between our classmates. It is an intimate and unquestionable love. It is pure and noble and worth cherishing. Its power cannot be underestimated.

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