The title of the gift is 800 words and 5 articles.

Happiness is a gift to those who know how to cherish life, and everyone longs for happiness. Happiness is an attitude towards life, as well as an outlook on life and values. The following is my composition on the topic of gifts. Welcome to reading.

The best gift

Inadvertently opened my most precious notebook, which was filled with the crystallization of my wisdom. When I saw a few crooked characters: "Zhu, Da and Tian", I couldn't help but write:

It was the day before school started. My father's friends came to my house and the whole family played together. Their child is only five years old, and his face is childish and cute. I looked at him with joy. As soon as he saw me, he naturally clamored for cartoons. As for me, I hate watching this kind of thing most on weekdays, but I can only "lay down my life for the gentleman"! He took advantage of my undivided attention to get my paper and pen. I thought, "These things attract him more than cartoons!" So, he dropped the "boring" cartoon, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote on the paper like a great writer. When writing the first word, I saw his hands clutching the pen and writing the word "Zhu" with a stroke of a pen! This is his last name! Suddenly, I realized that this is my most precious book! ~ ~ I look helpless. Then, look at him frowning tightly, as if thinking hard about something. After thinking about it, he raised his pen and looked confident. He held the pen again and successfully wrote a vigorous and powerful "big" word.

It's time for lunch During the negotiation, I overheard his mother say that he hadn't gone to school and no one had taught him. I froze, seemingly unbelievable and confused. At dinner, he ate at an amazing speed and finished it immediately. I saw him jump down from the stool, pick up the pen and start writing again. Occasionally I can't remember clearly, he will ask me, and occasionally on a whim, I will write a lot of words at once. Occasionally I will see him writing and thinking. He thought of it, wrote down the word, and would stare at it silently and smile slightly. He is neither proud nor discouraged.

Everyone has finished eating, the adult is chatting, and he is still writing. In the harmonious atmosphere of the conversation, his question mark came from time to time. "How do you write Tian Zi?" "How to write the fine print?" This is like the sound of nature, full of innocence and curiosity!

Looking at his innocent face and his tireless questions, I have a lot of thoughts. A 5-year-old child can be so studious, but what about me? I hope I can become a hundred thousand why to help him solve all his problems!

In that precious notebook, he left his smile, his silence, his crooked words and his most sincere attitude towards learning! This is the best gift he brought me this time.

The gift of the years

165438+ 10/5, a day I will never forget, because it is my birthday. On that day every year, I receive many gifts. Of course, one of them is from heaven.

Unconsciously, I have received a gift from 16. This year 165438+ 10/0/5, I will celebrate 16' s birthday. I think the gift of 16 may be separation, because the life of grade three is coming to an end, and the years will naturally not miss this opportunity to exercise me.

There are good and bad gifts brought by years. He will teach us skills, exercise our minds, temper our perseverance and lead us to success. But no matter whether the gift is good or bad, the way to deal with it is personal. Retreat or fight? Run away or ride the wind and waves? Is it pot calling the kettle black's brave words or Battle of Red Cliffs's fearlessness? The decision is naturally on yourself. Former? The latter? !

Helen Keller's first gift was blindness and deafness, but she chose the latter. Fearless and self-reliant, she became a scholar admired and admired by the world. Her headwind gift not only didn't overturn the boat, but also made it more persevering and courageous. A ship with perseverance and tenacity is not even afraid of storms!

But good gifts don't always make people smooth sailing.

Everyone must have studied business. One of his talents is so rare that he has become a children's poet who can write poems easily. But even with the wind, the ship lost its way and lost itself in the voyage. What can we say except that the result of "everyone is gone" is regrettable?

The gift of time is something we can't choose, but the result is something we can change!

Gifts are different every year, good and bad. Ok, we should pursue victory and make persistent efforts to reach the other side of success; If it is broken, don't be discouraged, keep a normal mind, and believe that the gift from heaven is fair. You must know that "when people come from heaven, they must first suffer their minds, their bones and muscles, their bodies, and their bodies, so they must be patient and get what they can't do." If you still can't face it, we can still show the momentum of Xiang Yu's cross the rubicon and provide us with a bright road.

The gift of years is fair, even if it is a disaster, it is also a test. You should know that you can only be a master if you suffer. If it is a good thing, we must understand the meaning of now or never.

In short, we should know that the gift of years is to hone us, and we should thank it. His gift makes us more perfect.

The gift of years, the opportunity to exercise.

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I have a gift, which grew up with me and accompanied me through five spring and autumn periods.

I remember that it was a beautiful spring, and birds and flowers were everywhere. The fragrance of flowers is as charming as perfume, and beautiful butterflies are dancing among the bright flowers.

I was enjoying a happy childhood in the countryside at that time.

I was in the first grade at that time. Compared with now, the number of people in a class at that time was almost six times less than now. There are only 1 1 students in a class. Although my grades are among the best in my class, I have a hard time because I have a strong opponent, Jin, whose grades are better than mine. She is either first or second in every exam, but I am mostly behind her. Even so, she treated me as a good friend and didn't look down on me because my grades were better than mine. Although I also regard her as a good friend, I am still a little jealous.

A year passed in an instant, and I went from rural primary school to downtown primary school, where everything was much better than before. The day before I studied, Fangfang came to our house to play and gave me a beautiful box. I wanted to open it quickly, but Fangfang said I couldn't open it until she left. Then there was a mysterious smile on her face, as if there was something in the gourd. I think this may be the last time we meet, so I don't have to. But the box on the table is very attractive, which makes me eager to take a look at it from time to time and open it. Fangfang seemed to read my mind, said a few words to me and left. I can't wait to open the box. There is a beautiful book in it. I opened the book and looked, wow! There are messages from teachers in our class 1 1, among which Fangfang's words touched me the most: Zhao Jie, you must study hard when you get there, just like here. I believe that your grades will be better than mine in a few years, and I firmly believe that you and I are good friends now and will be good friends when we grow up! These short words reflect the friendship with friends.

The book is still on my desk. Whenever I miss them, I will take it out and read this book and information. This book not only represents Fangfang's friendship with my classmates and teachers, but also 10 pairs of eyes constantly inspire me to study hard.

Gifts can make people happy and move people. But the gift Fangfang gave me not only made me happy, but also moved me. Not only that, it's because she gave me not only a beautiful notebook, but also a sincere heart!

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"The March orchid in spring is a purple and fragrant dress; Rainbow after rain in summer is the hair band of colorful wind; Autumn leaves in Huang Cancan are like wind chimes swaying with the wind; Snowflakes floating in winter are flawless white jade. This is the most beautiful gift brought to you by the four seasons. " Remember, this sentence was said to me by my father after I failed in the exam.

On that day, my heart was particularly chaotic, lonely, helpless and hesitant. I'm hesitating to tell my father about my grades. He gets up early every day to get greedy for the dark, just to make our life better and more comfortable. He never thinks about himself. I regret thinking of the silver silk on my father's temple. I didn't study hard. But will it be useful in the future? I should tell him my real achievements and don't let him be completely disappointed in me. At least let him think I'm honest. Yes, I should tell him. I thought.

In the evening, my father came back and I dodged. My father found me abnormal. Ask me: "What's wrong with you? Did you do badly in the exam? " I looked at my father in surprise. Dad didn't scold me, but said a meaningful sentence: "I have paved the way for you in life, and how to go to the south in the future is your business!" " I said to my father, "I'm sorry." Dad said, "You're not sorry for me, you're sorry for yourself. "I ran back to my room and sobbed alone in the dark. Dad's words always reverberate in my ears. I fell asleep crying.

When I got up in the morning, my parents went out. There is breakfast and a note on the table, which was written by my father: "March orchid in spring is a purple dress, emitting a delicate fragrance;" Rainbow after rain in summer is the hair band of colorful wind; Autumn leaves in Huang Cancan are like wind chimes swaying with the wind; Snowflakes floating in winter are flawless white jade. This is the most beautiful gift brought to you by the four seasons. "I know that my father has been comforting me, encouraging me, suggesting that time passes quickly and don't spend the second half of the semester in sadness and guilt. Cherish everything in sight.

Dad, thank you for your tolerance, for your generosity, and for spending my most difficult time with me. I will live up to your expectations.

Looking at myself in the mirror is so sunny, the flowers outside the window are in full bloom, and there is a faint fragrance.

Time passed quickly, and many gifts disappeared like bubbles. My father's gift is like sunshine in winter, clear spring in summer, wind chimes in autumn and fragrance in spring.

Dad, thank you for everything!

The best gift

Outside the window, the fiery sunset dyed the horizon red, as if the setting sun was plated with a layer of Phnom Penh. The golden clouds spread gently, sometimes curled up like a jade rabbit, sometimes like a horse eating grass, and sometimes like a docile little sheep, which makes people fondle it. What a pleasant afternoon! However, on this pleasant afternoon, I am not so carefree. I am a little excited and nervous at the thought of washing my mother's feet for her birthday, for fear that I can't wash them well.

My mother has washed my feet many times since babbling. Today, as a daughter, I clearly remember that I have never seen my mother's feet clearly and touched them once. I can't help feeling guilty when I think about this, so I want to give my mother such a gift.

Gradually, the sunset glow faded from its gorgeous colors and the sun slowly set in the valley. My parents are going to get off work soon. Half an hour later, my mother finally came back. She was carrying the food she had just bought, and her face was haggard and tired, which made me sad. After handing things over, my mother sat on the sofa and watched TV. I went into the bathroom, filled the water with a wooden basin, and put a few pieces of ginger. The smell of ginger wafted away and warmed the whole family. I walked to the living room with a basin and said to my mother, "Mom, I will wash your feet today." When my mother heard this, she was puzzled and surprised, and said, "Really?" Has the sun come out in the west? ""Don't believe it? I will wash it for you.

I pulled my mother into the chair, then helped her roll up her trouser legs, took off her socks and watched intently. Ah! Mom's feet are so thin and her skin is so rough. I suddenly feel a pain in my nose. I slowly soaked my familiar and unfamiliar feet in warm water and rubbed them repeatedly. Warm water flows through my hand, like a mother's love flows through my heart.

My once tender feet have become like this for me, and I can't help feeling distressed and guilty. I think of the scenes where my mother worked hard outside in recent years, and I think of the scenes where I talked back to her at home, and I regret and blame myself more for my actions. "Is it comfortable?" I asked softly. "Comfortable!" Mom said with a face of enjoyment. I looked at her and smiled. Wash it gently, just use your heart. Suddenly, my mother gently stroked my head and said, "you don't need to give me any birthday present at all." In fact, as long as you study hard, you will give me the best gift! " "My mother's kind eyes hurt me deeply and made me feel as if I had grown up at once.

At night, in bed, I can't sleep. The scene just now always echoes in my mind. Suddenly, I finally understood. Facts have proved that the best gift is not material giving, but warming them with loving actions. In the future, you must always help your mother wash her feet, so that the deep maternal love can be rewarded!