Composition: XXX and I have 500 words from the heart.

Mom and Dad, I have a lot to say to you, but I dare not. Today, I will express my thoughts through this composition.

Mom and Dad, every time I come back from the exam, you always ask me how I did.

When I say I did well in the exam, all you can say is to keep working hard, don't be proud, and don't say anything encouraging. You scold me when I say I didn't do well in the exam. Every time I am scolded by you, I will go to my room alone and cry. You won't say anything comforting. I know this is your love for me. I will try my best next time, but you should give me more comfort.

Mom and dad, your love is meticulous. I still remember one time, when I was sick, my father went to work on the construction site again, and there was only your mother at home. When you saw me lying in bed, you asked, "Why don't you get up?" I struggled and said, "A little uncomfortable." You touched my forehead and said, "It's so hot!" You took a thermometer, measured it, and found that you had a high fever. Please help me get dressed and shoes. I'm going to the hospital on my back. When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said it was nothing serious, so I took a few injections and then my heart was relieved. In the evening, dad came back. Mom, you told dad. Dad said anxiously, "Are you all right?" Mom said, "I had an injection. It's okay. " At this time, dad was relieved.

Mom and dad, you care about me. I will study hard, make progress every day and repay you with excellent results.

Second,

From the heart? What am I trying to say? Can't say, can't say, how can you just say what you think? No way! No way! I hit Xiaomian on the head. Hey, do you think I should say this? Smiled, paused and nodded.

My heart is to change the face of composition paper. I don't know who invented this paper. Maybe nobody invented it at all. But over the years, it has never changed. There is a book that says: the small squares of composition paper are like small iron cages, and the words are alive and kicking. Without oxygen, they will fade. Really? ! I wrote a word "Tibet" here, but I always feel that I can't put it down. But if I write the word "Tibet" on a piece of white paper, I will feel that my mood has been stretched a lot and boundless. But it's always like this.

therefore ...

Tired of composition, hateful composition, as soon as I see those small iron cages in the examination room, I can't help but get in, then lock myself in, and then I will shout loudly: "Help, help!" " ! But no one came to help. On the contrary, the teacher said, "What are you doing?" Stop looking around and answer the question! "

Tired of writing, I hate writing. Every time I leave writing, I want to run for my life when I see these small cages. It's really hard to escape to the wilderness. At this time, the teacher shouted, "It's been a few days, and some people haven't handed it in!" " It's no use running away, shivering and reluctant to return to the small cage to write. ...

If one day, the face of the composition paper changes.

My favorite lovely composition has a sudden impulse as soon as I see its new face (X-shape). The teacher stood on the platform and said in a gentle tone, "Well, everyone's composition has made remarkable progress, especially Xiao Di."

Third,

Dad, a few years ago, you chose a job between work and me. So, in the days to come, I can only see you after a long time. Every time I come back, I do business. I haven't been able to contact you for a long time. Slowly, I even feel a little timid to see you. However, I love you deeply, but I don't want you to find out, so I hide my love and hide it tightly for fear of leakage. But I still have a lot to tell you from the bottom of my heart, and I'd like to take this opportunity to talk to you today.

I remember one time you came back and took me out to play. You said you would stay with me for a long time. I am in high spirits. But the facts are not satisfactory. I just went out for a while and was called away by a sudden phone call. I remember when you left, you said apologetically, "Sorry, dear daughter, something happened at the gas station. I'll take you to continue playing next time I come back. Tell dad what you want, and dad will buy it for you! " My heart was like ice, I said "no need" lightly, and then I stopped talking. Do you realize that? It was your words that broke your daughter's heart! Can you make up for your absence with gifts? Of course not! No amount of gifts will help. Only your love can make you feel the warmth of home and real happiness.

Dad, sometimes I feel like a child without a father, but I have more greetings and gifts than them, but I am different from them! I should feel strong fatherly love and maternal love, but ... fatherly love, do I really feel it?

I hope you can go home and stop trying to make money. I just want our family to be complete and live a normal life together every day.