Better than relative components

In study, work and even life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. So, how to write a composition? The following is the composition I collected for you, better than my family, for reference only. Let's have a look.

Not long ago, I attended a summer camp in Hangzhou. Among them, I made many new friends.

Eldest brother Cao Zheng is not handsome, but he is very enthusiastic. We were a team in the summer camp, and he took special care of me. When we finished the team task, we came to a food street. At that time, the sun was like a fire, baking my face. We were walking in flames, and sweat kept falling. Suddenly, I feel much cooler. When I looked up, I saw an umbrella on my head. It turned out that Cao Zheng gave me his umbrella. He was roasting in the scorching sun, as if he had just poured a basin of water on his face, full of beads of sweat. Suddenly, my heart is like a raging fire. This is a better feeling than my relatives. My brother Cao helped me and saved me under the test of the sun.

In the team activities in the next few days, Cao Zheng has been taking care of me inadvertently. Fan throws cold water on me from time to time. Sometimes he holds my hand and I feel very warm; Sometimes I pull his skirt and feel a kind of unspeakable happiness! Later, I heard someone jokingly call him my "good father"! Yes, he took care of me as carefully as my father, which is commendable! Dad, you are great!

I asked Cao Zheng, "Brother, why did you help me?" Cao Zheng replied: "You are the youngest." I continued to ask, "I'm still young. Do you want to help me?" "Because we are a team, and I treat you as a relative!" My brother answered seriously. "Oh ..." Suddenly, I froze, and tears swirled in my eyes. An ordinary brother, he is not good at talking, but he has such spirit in his heart, which is really admirable.

There is also a caring sister in the team-Luo Yi, who talks a lot. She likes me very much. Every time I eat, she always asks me what I like to eat, and then she runs to tell the team leader. So I enjoy every meal, because they are all my favorite dishes, and I enjoy my sister's concern.

I will never forget the summer camp in Hangzhou, because this experience made me realize the sincere feelings between people and let me know what is better than the love and care of my loved ones. I will always remember this!

In a remote mountain village, there are more than a dozen families, all close together.

Xiaolan, a little girl of Miao nationality, is a little cold. It's winter. She looked up at the window and murmured, "It's so cold ...". The scenery outside made her involuntarily recite the text in the Chinese book: "Winter has come, and crows have flown to the Woods to rest before dusk. The sky is shrouded in mist. In the middle of the night, the cold north wind blew snowflakes, climbed up the gazebo and looked far away, and the Woods were all white. I didn't hear my mother shouting outside at all: "Xiaolan, have you finished your homework?" Finish it before you finish it! "

She looked out of the window again. This time, she saw an old woman bending down to wash clothes by the river. Xiaolan looked at the old woman's hands red with cold, and a bold decision appeared in her heart: to help the old woman wash clothes. She stood up, sat down at the table and began to do her homework.

After lunch, Xiaolan left home. She came to the old woman's house, put all her mother-in-law's unfinished clothes in a wooden basin, and went to the river to wash clothes. The river is freezing cold. As soon as she touched the water, Xiaolan's hand hurt like a needle. But she still washes and washes as if she doesn't know the pain. A pair of small hands are red with cold, like "cinnabar palms"; My lips are purple with cold. It was not until all the clothes were washed that I stood up and sent them back to the old woman's house.

She happened to meet the old woman who came out of her nap. At the sight of the clothes in her hand, she understood everything. She hugged Xiaolan and said excitedly, "You are really more filial than my granddaughter! My relatives are working outside, and I am at home alone ... ". Xiaolan was hugged by the old woman and smiled unconsciously.

They are not relatives, but they are better than relatives. This scene is really touching!

Composition of more than one relative 3 Most villages are Miao, and only Meng Ling's family is Han. Meng Ling's mother is a warm-hearted person. Before visiting her widowed grandmother, she will go to the market to buy some vegetables, fruits and some daily necessities. Smart Mengling also learns from her mother and often helps her grandmother.

Hibernate and wait for the arrival of spring.

The little girl Meng Ling hurried to grandma's house, pushed the door and went in. I was about to help grandma fetch water when I suddenly found some dirty clothes in it. Before grandma could wash it, Meng Ling took out her clothes and put them on the table to fetch water. As soon as she finished drinking water, she finally came back to wash clothes. Mengling rubbed the dirty place of the clothes a few times, put soap on it, and beat the dirty place with a laundry stick, and the stains on the clothes were knocked out. Although the little girl Meng Ling blushed and her hands were cold, she didn't care.

She soaked some clothes in clear water, took them out, wrung them out and hung them on a hanger. Grandma is back. Seeing this, she didn't know what to say. Her face is like a blooming white chrysanthemum, and she feels gratified! So the old woman came into the room, put her face on Meng Ling's, put her hand on Meng Ling's shoulder, and smiled and said to Meng Ling, "Ah, you are not my own child, but you are better than your relatives. How can I thank you? "

The little girl Meng Ling felt very embarrassed after hearing this. She kept rolling up the apron corners with her hands, blushing like a blooming red rose, and said, "Grandma, I will help you do a lot of things in the future!" "

Grandma burst into tears immediately after hearing this. Even if it is cold in winter and the house is old, it is warm.

Truth is everywhere and warms people's hearts everywhere.

In a wooded valley, there is a small village with flowers in full bloom in spring, trees in summer, fresh fruit in autumn and snow in winter. In this village, there lived a kind old Miao woman.

Milk, she has a thin and kind face, always smiling as if she would never lose her temper. Her husband left her long ago, leaving her alone, and her daughter is in the county town dozens of miles away.

Teaching only comes back once a month, and everything in the family falls on her.

A little girl of Han nationality and her parents live less than ten meters in grandma's backyard. The little girl's name is Xiaohua. She is very long.

An oval face, curved eyebrows, a pair of big raven eyes are crystal clear, and there is a rustic childishness in his expression. Her parents are very enthusiastic and help her grandmother with farm work whenever they have time.

Mother also educated Xiaohua: "You are a young pioneer, so you should help grandma do what you can." Xiaohua is determined to help grandma more.

On a sunny Sunday,

Xiaohua got up early, hummed and ran to grandma's door. Unexpectedly, she was rejected, but it didn't bother her. She also knows a secret passage! Xiaohua bypassed the courtyard wall of Grandma Nie's house.

Sneaking into grandma's house through the back door, she was startled by what she saw. There is a bowl of half-eaten moldy porridge on the table. Even grandma's favorite dog was hungry and stared at a couple.

Poor big eyes, looking straight at Xiaohua, seem to have no strength to wag their tails. Afterwards, Xiaohua learned that the grandmother's daughter was seriously ill, and the grandmother quickly put down her work and rushed to the county seat.

City, that's why the house is so messy. The kind little flower saw everything in front of her eyes, and her tears kept spinning in her eyes. Without hesitation, she turned to go home, brought a bowl of leftovers to the dog and put the bowl on the table.

Clean chopsticks. After cleaning the room, Xiaohua found a basin of sheets in the yard that she hadn't had time to wash. She immediately put on her apron, picked up the washboard and soap and began to wash. When Xiaohua was drying the sheets, the old lady was shaking.

Trembling into the yard ...

In this case, how can we not send out the feeling that "we are not relatives, but better than relatives"?

In a small Miao village, there lived an old woman whose children were often away from home. Next door to him lived a warm-hearted little girl named Xiaohong, who often came to help her.

On this sunny day, Xiaohong suddenly found a lot of unwashed clothes in her grandmother's house on her way home. Grandma's legs and feet are inconvenient, she thought. I'll help him wash clothes. Xiaohong walked into the room quietly and saw grandma sleeping, so she didn't bother her.

Xiaohong slowly put down her schoolbag, found an apron, rolled up her sleeves, sat on a small bench and washed it carefully. After washing the sheets in the bucket, she hung them up and started washing clothes again. At this time, grandma heard the rushing water and walked into the room on crutches. Seeing this scene, the grandmother smiled. The wrinkles on his face spread like blooming flowers.

Grandma went over and looked at Xiaohong, who was sweating profusely, and called Xiaohong affectionately. Xiaohong was shocked. Grandma took Xiaohong by the hand, took her into her arms and stroked Xiaohong's head with rough hands. Grandma said kindly, "You are really a good boy." Xiaohong bowed her head shyly, wiped her hands with an apron and said shyly, "That's right." . At this time, the grandmother's eyes were full of tears.

It is true that there is truth everywhere in the world, and it warms people's hearts everywhere.

In a small Miao village, there lived an old lady in her early 80s. She has been ill all the year round, and her hands and feet are inconvenient. The old woman has a daughter. She works in other places and saves some money every month to send to her mother. Grandma helped the little girl's family when she was a child. At that time, the little girl was only five years old and could only help her grandmother clean the table. In order to repay grandma, her mother asked the little girl to help with the housework before she died. That day, the little girl saw grandma's house with a bucket of clothes, and the house was in a mess. It turned out that her grandmother had gone out for a walk. She thought: Grandma's legs and feet are inconvenient, so let me help her wash clothes and clean the house. She picked up the broom and swept to the place where there was rubbish. In a short time, grandma's house was cleaned up by her.

After cleaning up grandma's house, she picked up the heavy bucket and walked to the backyard. She rolled up her sleeves, tied on her apron, picked up the washboard, and her clothes were "brush, brush, brush, brush, brush, brush", singing happily. Dewdrops as big as beans flowed out while washing, sprinkled on flowers and splashed on the grass. After washing the clothes, the little girl went to hang the clothes. Just after hanging some clothes, grandma went home and hugged the little girl. Unspeakably grateful eyes. She said to the little girl; Thank you, little girl. You are not my granddaughter. What can you do for me? The little girl replied, "You helped us before, and this is your reward." The world is full of true feelings. It is a very happy thing to help others without giving them a reason.

Once upon a time, there was a remote mountain village where dozens of families lived. Only one of them is a 70-year-old Miao woman. Her living conditions are not rich, just because there are no relatives around, her husband has already left, and her only youngest daughter works outside all the year round, so it is rare to come back once!

A little girl of Han nationality lives nearby. She is young, but enthusiastic. She saw the old woman at home alone, without a partner, and she was a little busy at work. Therefore, I help the old woman do housework almost every day. After a while, the relationship between the two people became very good.

It's getting cold, a little cold. The little girl went to the old woman's yard again and found a big basket of clothes on the ground, so she thought, it must be that the old woman thinks the weather is a little cold, so wait until it is warm before washing. I'd better help her wash it, because he will lose his job! So, without saying anything, I rolled up my sleeves and washed them. At this time, the old woman sitting in the house heard the sound of laundry in the yard and came out of curiosity and doubt. I was surprised to see that the bamboo pole beside me was covered with washed clothes, and the little girl was trying to wash it. The old woman saw it, hugged the little girl, held her cold hand, touched her face with rough big hands and said, "Thank you, you are such a good boy!" " It must be freezing! The little girl smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, this is what we should do! " "

Although not relatives, but better than relatives! !

Comments: This is a picture. The author's description of the picture is very vivid, which can explain the connotation of "unity and mutual assistance of all ethnic groups, family-like" and highlight the theme of "not relatives, but better than relatives" Imagination is vivid and reasonable, and it can grasp the language of characters and express their characteristics. It would be better if they could also observe and describe their appearance.

This is a speech about pictures. The author has vivid picture descriptions, which can explain the connotation of "all ethnic groups unite and help each other, and are close as one family", highlighting the theme of "not relatives, better than relatives". Imagination is vivid and reasonable, and it can grasp the language of characters and express their characteristics. It would be better if they could also observe and describe their appearance.

In a poor place of Miao nationality, there lived a 70-year-old grandmother and a young girl. There was more love between them than affection.

Grandma and little girl are actually ordinary neighbors. One difference between them is that the old woman is Miao and the little girl is Han. Grandma is too old to walk with crutches, buy what she wants and do what she should do in time.

On this day, when the little girl came home from school and passed by her grandmother's door, she found that she was inconvenient to move. So the little girl takes money to buy food after school every day and goes to grandma's house to cook dinner with fresh vegetables she just bought. After dinner, she walked in the yard with her grandmother and talked about her worries.

On Saturday and Sunday, the little girl put her grandmother's clothes in the basket and took them to the stream to help her wash them. The little girl's hand was swollen and there were a lot of sweat on her forehead, but she didn't give up and continued washing clothes until it was clean. When the little girl came back with a basket of freshly washed clothes to hang, the old woman came out of the room, supported her hands on the wall and saw this scene trembling. She hugged the little girl excitedly and said, "Thank you, thank you, son." The little girl shyly lowered her head, grabbed the apron and said, "You're welcome, grandma, this is what I should do." . "

Students, we should also honor the younger generation like little girls.

In a small village, an old woman lived. She has a son and a daughter. My son opened a grocery store next to the field on the edge of the village. My daughter works in the city power plant all the year round and comes back once a year. Therefore, grandma is often helpless. Behind her house, there is a little girl. Her name is Liu Hong. She is very kind. She will regularly wash grandma's clothes and clean the room.

On this day, Liu Hong came again, but two hours late. Because her parents want to cook, but there are no eggs. Liu Hong bought eggs and didn't come until after supper.

As soon as she opened the door, she put the dirty clothes on Xiao Mu's bed in the bathtub. Liu Hong saw that there was no water in the urn, so he took a bucket to fetch water. When she came to the river, she first pressed a bucket into the water and filled it with water. Then put another bucket into the water. How heavy! Hardly had she taken a few steps when the muddy path sank her feet. The bucket fell to the ground and all the water spilled out. At this moment, a strong man came over and told her to wait here. The strong man came to the river again, carried two buckets of water and helped her home. Back to the good grandmother's house, she put the water in the urn. I scooped up another basin of water with a spoon. She soaked the clothes for ten minutes, picked up the soap and wiped it on the thick cloth. After washing clothes, Liu Hong wiped the clothes rack that had been useless for a long time. Seeing the nail hanging the rope moved, she hit it hard with a hammer and accidentally broke her hand. She was afraid that grandma would be sad when she saw it, so she washed her hands by washing clothes. At this time, grandma came. She was wearing an apron and couldn't see the wound. Grandma stroked Liu Hong's face with her left hand and put her right hand on her shoulder. Liu Hong was very happy. Grandma looked at Liu Hong so young and often told Liu Hong not to be too tired, otherwise she wouldn't be allowed to wash clothes. But Liu Hong just wouldn't listen. He often washes a large basin of clothes, and the room is full of clothes that are getting cold.

After having dinner with grandma, Liu Hong went home.

A 70-year-old Miao grandmother lives in a beautiful mountain village. She has no relatives around, so she can only wash clothes and do farm work by herself. Grandma is too old, sickly and lonely. Yingying often goes to grandma's house to do what she can.

Yingying is a lovely Han girl. On this day, Yingying came to grandma's house and watched grandma sleep. There are many dirty clothes beside the bed. She quietly picked up the dirty clothes and went to the yard to wash them. When Ying Ying is wet, he puts soap on his clothes and brushes them with a brush. The sound echoed in the yard like beautiful music. When the old woman heard this, she walked slowly into the small yard on crutches. When she saw it, she found Ying Ying rubbing clothes on the washboard with her little hands. Her little hands were red and her face was dripping with sweat. Grandma looked at Ying Ying's thin figure and unconsciously left tears. When Ying Ying carefully washed clothes and sang cheerful songs, she was speechless for a long time.

Yingying washed a whole basin of clothes, wiped the water on her hands with an apron, and said happily that it was finally finished. She found her grandmother standing in the yard, looking at her kindly. At this moment, her grandmother came over and hugged Yingying tightly. She said excitedly, you are a good boy. You are more filial than my granddaughter. Yingying laughed badly at this.

As the saying goes, sending roses smells better! Yes, when we help others, don't we also get happiness? I also want to help others and pass on my love like a little girl.

Better than family composition 1 1 Lingling, a girl of Han nationality, lives in the same village as grandma of Miao nationality. Grandma's house is not peaceful recently. Grandma lost her wife and her mood was very unstable. She doesn't believe that her wife is dead. She often cries for her wife to leave the village.

Lingling looked at her grandmother who was always ready to help others and busy, but now she has become a poor person. She is in her eyes and hurts in her heart. I often go to grandma's house to chat with her. Lingling's kindness warmed grandma's frozen heart again.

On a cold day, Lingling came to grandma's house early and entered her house. I found that she slept soundly and couldn't bear to wake her up, so I helped her with the housework. Lingling sat on the bench, tied grandma's apron, found unwashed clothes and sheets in the bucket, and picked them up for washing. Lingling first soaked the clothes in water, picked up the soap and wiped the dirty places with the washboard. Then rub the dirty parts of the clothes with your hands to see if the clothes are clean. When she saw that the clothes were dirty, she beat them with a laundry stick and put them in a bucket full of water. I rubbed my hands hard and saw that the bucket was full of soap bubbles, so I changed it into a bucket of water, soaked it in water, and changed it into a bucket of water when it was dirty. A cold wind blew and Lingling shivered with cold.

Although Lingling had washed it carefully, she still woke up her grandmother. Grandma walked out of the house and saw Lingling washing clothes. She quickly took Lingling's hand and said to her, son, how dirty these clothes are! I'd better wash them No, grandma, you go to rest and I'll wash it. Lingling said. Grandma listened to Lingling's words, turned around, saw clothes and sheets hanging on the hanger, held the lovely little girl, touched her face with her hand and said to her, Good boy, although you are not my relative, you are closer than my relative!

Better than family composition 12. At home, besides my parents, the one who loves me the most is the nanny.

Once, there was a "nosebleed disaster" in my family. My nose is running badly, and my nosebleed also flows down my throat. I had to keep spitting nosebleeds from my throat on the towel, and some even vomited on the nanny's clothes. The nosebleed dyed the towel red. Aunt brought another towel, one, two, three ... nosebleeds kept coming out like a turned tap, and my mother quickly covered my nose for me. Aunt said that she would go to the hospital quickly, while holding me and running to the hospital ... After coming back from the hospital, we wanted to throw away these towels because they were too dirty. To our surprise, the next day my aunt actually washed the towel and hung it on the hanger, hanging three hangers.

Mother said to her aunt, "You have done such a good job that I will give you a raise."

Aunt said, "No, this is what I should do."

Another time, I forgot to bring my kettle when I was at school, but my aunt came from home and gave me this kettle.

She gets up early every day and cooks delicious breakfast for me. She always tells me that the reason to eat more is because she is afraid that I will be hungry. The reason why she always tells me to sleep more is because she is afraid that my eyes will be sleepy. The reason why she always cares about me is because he regards me as his own child. The reason ... in short, it's all just for me.

Aunt, although you are not my relative, you are better than my relative.

The little girl looked at the twinkling stars in the sky and couldn't help thinking of what happened during the day. She smiled sweetly, and two lovely dimples appeared on her lips.

What's going on here? Let me explain it to you one by one.

It turns out that in an ancient Miao village, there lived a 90-year-old Miao grandmother and a teenage Han girl. The little girl goes to her grandmother's house every day to make fun of her.

One day, grandma was washing clothes. Her legs and feet are inconvenient, and her son and daughter are also working in other places. It is difficult for her to have to wash her clothes by herself. At this time, the little girl ran after the butterfly all the way. She saw grandma washing clothes and said, "Grandma, I'll do it." He said that he picked up grandma's clothes and rubbed them under the tap.

"Wash it!" The little girl said happily, carefully hanging water on her hand and wiping it on her apron. The grandmother came and hugged the little girl, and said with a smile, "Although we are not relatives, we are better than relatives. Thank you so much! "

The twinkling stars in the sky dotted the deep blue sky. The little girl said goodbye to her grandmother and set foot on her way home. ...

This is just an ordinary thing, but how warm, beautiful and touching it is!

In a village where Han and Miao people live together, there is a little girl named Jingying. She is Han nationality. There is also a Miao grandmother whose children are working in other places and can't come back all the year round, so Yingying will go to this grandmother's house every weekend to help her do some housework. Yingying is wearing a small flower, a light pink coat, rolled trousers and black cloth shoes. The old woman wore clothes peculiar to the Miao nationality.

One weekend, Jing Ying finished her homework and went straight to her grandmother's house. Jingying opened the door, walked in and looked around. Grandma was not there. But a pile of dirty clothes came into view. Jingying said to herself, "Let me help grandma wash clothes." Say that finish, put on an apron, picked up clothes and walked to the stream. On the way, I struggled with my clothes and thought, alas, these clothes are so heavy! Grandma is so old, she must be very tired. I am still young and have enough strength. "

Unconsciously, I came to the stream with a clear bottom. She took out her clothes and soaked them in water, then put them on the washboard and rubbed them hard. Soon, the glittering and translucent hands were red with cold, and they were too tired to lift them. Sweat soaked the shiny clothes. The stream splashed crystal shoes, but crystal didn't care. After a short rest, she continued to wash clothes, and the more she washed, the more energetic she became, humming a tune.

It's getting dark, and only a touch of Xia Hong is left on the horizon, which has dyed everything red. Shake off your clothes and hang them on a hanger. At this time, grandma who sent letters from other places came back. Trembling, she went to her side, grabbed her neck, pressed her wrinkled face tightly against her face and said, "Son, we are not relatives, but we are better than our relatives!" Jingying lowered her head and twisted her apron with her hands: "This is what I should do."

Isn't Jing Ying a relative of this old woman?

In a small village, there lived a lonely old woman. Her only son died in a car accident in a big city, and she was the only one who came in and out every time.

Mother is a warm-hearted person. Seeing grandma so lonely, I feel sorry for her. Every time I come back from working in the fields, I will go to my grandmother's house to accompany her, talk and laugh with her, and sometimes help her with some housework. ...

My mother often says to me, "Daughter, look how lonely Grandma is. As a young pioneer, you should do more to help her, respect her, take care of her and share the housework for her.

I have always kept my mother's words in mind.

Today is Saturday. After finishing homework and lunch, I remembered that grandma's sheets and clothes were still in the yard two days ago, so I quietly went to grandma's yard. Seeing grandma still sleeping, I took them to the river to wash.

I put the clothes in water first, then take them out, then wipe them with soap, and finally rub them hard with my hands. Although I was so tired that my hands were dyed red with sweat, I thought: Great, now grandma can put on clean and beautiful clothes and put on clean sheets, and she will be very happy.

I take the washed clothes and sheets to grandma's yard to dry. At this moment, I saw my grandmother looking at me. She came over, hugged me and said to me, "Thank you for taking care of me so much. You are closer than my own son. How can I repay you! "

I said, "What did your dad say? We should take care of your father. When I grow up, I will do more things for you! " "

In this way, we are not relatives, better than relatives.