The love of parents in the senior high school entrance examination [5]

Parents' love, full marks in the senior high school entrance examination, and 5 compositions.

"When silkworms die, candles turn to dust and tears begin to dry." This is the selfless love of parents, a torrent of love. Today, I compiled a composition about my parents' love for you. Welcome to learn from it. Let's have a look!

Parents' love composition 1

We also love our parents, but they don't love us.

Our love is a stream, and our parents' love is the ocean.

Dew on the grass turns from round to bright.

It was an April day, and the sun shone.

Half brilliant and half brilliant, the spring breeze passes.

My happiness is the smile on my parents' faces.

Our pain is the deep sadness in our parents' eyes.

We can go a long way, but we can never walk out of the square of our parents' hearts.

There is such a thing:

Once, I was sitting at a friend's house. When I found my friend calling my parents, I dialed two numbers. After dialing for the first time, the bell rang three times and hung up; Dial the second time and say, "Is the line busy for the first time?" I ask at will. "No." "Don't you want to say something?" "No." "Then why did you dial this number twice?" He smiled: "You don't know, my parents are very anxious to answer the phone. As long as they hear the bell, they will run to answer it." Once, when my mother answered the phone, her little toe tripped on the leg of the table and it was swollen for a long time. From then on, my parents and I agreed not to run away when answering the phone. I'll give them time first. "

What a touching story this is. However, there is also a story about a poor child going to school. My father died and my sister-in-law is still young, but he still wants to be a strong graduate student after graduating from college, and my mother has to sell blood ... I think that's a selfish student. It's a long way to learn. How many years do you care about your lifelong career? What's more, every minute is extremely bitter and needs mother's blood to irrigate! A person who can't even love his mother, who can he expect to love? How can a person who puts his own interests in the supreme position become a master of human dedication?

A new sincere and honest child in our county has made great wishes to his parents in his heart. I believe it will come naturally for a long time. On the day when I put on my clothes and go home, I can also do my filial piety calmly.

My parents left, with our deep concern. When our parents are gone, the legacy will give us a feeling of never coming back, and you can never express your filial piety.

Some things, when we understand, are no longer young. Some things in the world can be made up, and some things can never be made up.

"Filial piety" is fleeting attachment, and "filial piety" is inestimable happiness. "Filial piety" is a past tense, and "filial piety" is a chain at the junction of life and life. Once it's disconnected, it can't be connected again.

Do a filial piety for parents, perhaps a mansion or a brick; Maybe it's a swan on the other side of the ocean, maybe it's a message close at hand; Maybe it's a table of delicious food, maybe it's a small flower; Maybe it is a colorful dress, maybe it is a pair of clean old shoes; Maybe it's just a coin with a body temperature ...

I hope all children in the world can cherish their parents' love for you.

Parental love composition II

Some people say that parents' love is a cattail leaf fan, which can send a cool breeze to children in summer; It is also said that parents' love is the best medicine when children are sick; Indeed, parents' love is great and selfless.

From the birth of the child to the arrival of this world, parents have given the child meticulous care and love, fearing that the child will be hit by some wind and rain, and let the child live in a hotbed of honeypots.

Parents' love is everywhere, not only in life, but also in study.

In life, my parents always forbid me to do some housework. Every time I see my mother sweating when doing housework and seeing her tired body, I always beg her to let me share some responsibilities for her. My mother always smiles and says, "Nothing, my mother is not tired." In this way, over time, my mother's slender hands became rough, with cocoons and wrinkles on her delicate face. I really want to say to my mother, "Mom, I have grown up. I am a sixth grader, and I am no longer a babbling baby in your arms. I can already help you do some housework as much as I can. Please don't worry about me, let me help you. "

In my study, my mother bought me some homework from the first grade. Every day, in addition to finishing school homework, I have to do the math that my parents bought me, so that I can't go out to play for a while like other friends and make me like a caged bird. Sometimes, when I encounter some problems in doing the Olympic Games, I can't figure it out after racking my brains, and tears keep rolling in my eyes, forcing it not to drop. Seeing my partner's happy figure outside, I thought hard. I finally figured it out under the power of freedom, which made me ecstatic. I accepted the challenge on difficult problems again and again. It was not until I got good grades again and again that I really understood the true meaning of the sentence "Success equals 99% sweat and 1% inspiration". Only by studying hard and using your head, I believe that success belongs to everyone. When learning Chinese, my mother taught me to read more, remember more and write more. Yes, "read more books and write more flowers." Whenever I take an exam, I can write the answer accurately by just looking at the questions a little. When writing a composition, make a draft in your mind first, and then revise it when writing. All this is due to mom and dad!

On the road of my life, every footprint and every corner has the love of my parents. It is the love of these parents that inspires me to move forward bravely and accompany me through every difficulty.

The love of parents is the greatest and unparalleled in the world.

Parental love composition 3

Look, which one is the love of parents! It is the brightest one!

The spring breeze is gone, the summer breeze is rising, the autumn leaves are fluttering, and the winter snow is snowy. It is "parents" who take care of us all the year round. We are a grass, my parents are a ray of sunshine, and they care for me.

Once, after a day of class, I was tired. At night, I dragged my heavy footsteps and hung my heavy heart. I came home slowly and went to bed and fell asleep. But I could hear a small explosion, so I got up and looked around for the source of the sound.

One room, one room, and the last one is my mother's. I opened the door and saw my mother nailing the bench. She hit it with a hammer, and her hands were rough ... I have never seen "father" since I was a child, but I have only heard of the kind "father" in my classmates' mouths. Maybe I don't have a father. Maybe I am different. My mother does all the work at home. Now when I grow up, I understand the so-called father. I don't want to hear the word father again. I have no father! I left tears. I asked my mother where her father was, and she said it was my father. Oh, interesting. Actually, my mom is a little funny, too. She often plays jokes on me.

I asked my grandmother, and she said, "Your father works far away. You will see him next year! " "I was overjoyed to hear the news.

Once, I heard my classmates call me a fatherless baby at school, and I cried. I ran out of the classroom, kept running, and ran aimlessly. I ran to my door, which was open. "In fact, we have to tell the child the truth, and the child has grown up. There is crying in it. When I walked in, my mother hugged me tightly ... She took me to the room and cried, "Actually, you, son. I followed the sound to a corner and found you there. I didn't want to find another burden, so I left, but not far away, your picture was reflected in my mind. I can't stand it. I ran back and adopted you. After that, I lived with you and didn't want to find a partner. therefore ...

I-tears-filled my eyes-'parents' love', that's it, although it's not a kiss. ...

Parental love composition 4

Love, sometimes like jasmine, is plain but fragrant; Love, sometimes like peony, is tender and full, and vigorous; Love, sometimes like a tree, towering and strong, can shelter you from the wind and rain. Once, I didn't bring an umbrella to school. After school, my classmates either go home with umbrellas, or my parents take them all back with umbrellas, while I stand alone at the window waiting for my mother. Suddenly there was a familiar voice in the distance. When I looked far away, it turned out to be my mother! My mother! She was pregnant for several months and gave me an umbrella. Another time, my father was away on a business trip and suddenly caught a cold. I am listless and have a high fever. My mother sent me to the hospital at once. Always ask the doctor, "How is my daughter? Are you all right? " The doctor said, "Your daughter has a high fever and needs an intravenous drip." My mother took good care of me when I had an intravenous drip. Later, I got better and my mother was tired. Parents' love has a gentle side and a stern side. Once I was doing my homework. When I finished the last topic, I was stopped. This is an "extended" topic. I still can't figure it out after thinking about it. I went to my father and asked them. He said sternly, "You can't do this kind of problem. Where did your heart go in class? You play more than you learn! " "I froze again, so my father criticized me again. I bowed my head and thought about it, and finally made this topic. I wrote it at once and showed it to my father. My father said, "You did the right thing. Why didn't you do it before? "? You just caught up now. That's because you are simply absent-minded! Love is a father's slap, trembling lips and an iron scowl; Love is mother's patient teaching, gentle call and warm and comfortable hug. When I grow up, I feel the truth and profundity of this love more and more.

Parental love composition 5

I grew up under the care of my parents. Compared with those earth-shattering love, their love for me is insignificant, but their love is seamless and silent, and their love is reflected in every detail of life.

In hot summer, I lie in bed, too hot to sleep. At this time, my mother took a small fan to fan me. Ah, my mother is a summer breeze; On a very cold winter night, I was shivering in my pajamas, and my mother tucked me in. Ah, my mother is a warm quilt in the winter night ... My mother is always with me like a shadow, always by my side, thinking of me.

I have many minor faults, and my mother has told me many minor corrections, but I don't know how to correct them. Besides, I'm very playful. My mother always said that I hate iron. Of course, when I get good grades, they will share their happiness with me and remind me to "don't be proud, keep working hard …"; When I fail, my parents and I look for mistakes and encourage me to "don't lose heart …" When I make mistakes, they tell me the truth of life, teach me how to be a man and try to avoid detours in life.

Here, I want to say solemnly to my parents: "I have not forgotten the love you gave me." I will continue to work hard and will not live up to your hopes. I love you and will always love you. "