My sixth grade elementary school composition

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Two black eyebrows, a pair of watery eyes, two red lips - this is me.

I am cheerful, lively and cute, happy and confident, and have a wide range of interests. I like singing, painting, playing the piano, hiking, reading, running, and riding a bicycle... But what I am best at is playing the piano. I have been studying piano for nearly seven years and have a strong interest in playing the piano. However, I am a bit impatient and have high demands on myself. Sometimes I will burst into tears if I cannot play up to my own expectations. When I was young, I encountered many difficulties due to my young age and small hands, so I was practicing high-level music. But every time, I overcame the difficulties with my tenacious perseverance. Finally, hard work paid off, and I have successfully passed Level 10 on both the single-row and double-row electronic keyboards, and achieved excellent results in many competitions. Listening to the beautiful melody flowing from my fingertips, I can feel the fun more and more, and my mind is opened by the beautiful music time and time again.

I am relatively thin, but I am more active than anyone else when climbing mountains. During the summer vacation of 20xx, when I went to Beijing to compete, I went to climb the Great Wall with my parents and my friends. The Great Wall is indeed well-deserved. It is very long and winding, like a giant dragon hovering among the mountains. My blood was boiling, and I crawled up, leaving my parents far behind. Another characteristic of the Great Wall is that it is steep. The steep part is 60°! There were several steep uphills and downhills in the middle. I was so tired that I was out of breath. I finally climbed to a high point. But I quickly regained my strength and climbed down the Great Wall "quickly" again.

This is me, I love music and sports. Would you like to be friends with me? My sixth grade primary school composition 2

"English, English, I love you, just like mice love rice!" This sentence is now my mantra! If you want to ask why I have a special liking for English, then you have to keep looking.

I used to hate English very much, you see! These 26-letter words stand there like bombs. Who can memorize them? However, parents order. How could you not follow. I had to keep doing it by rote. I don’t know how many times I was beaten by my mother and scolded by my father for memorizing English. But later, Huang Tian paid off and finally gave me the secret to learning English! (Hey hey hey) I usually learn English at 6-7 o'clock in the morning. Do you know why it's so early?

1. The plan for the day is in the morning; 2. It’s because I have just woken up at that time, my brain is active, the air is fresh, and the environment is quiet. How can you not memorize words well under such conditions?

Then you need to often incorporate English words into daily life. For example, if you only know Good, then you can say: You Good are beautiful! Are you Good? Isn’t it fun!

When you have more words, you can also use words to make some curriculum, calendar, etc.

Finally, I often write English compositions. Because the English composition not only trains your grammar and vocabulary, but also strengthens your oral English expression skills. Moreover, this English composition needs to be learned and applied now. If you learn any new words, add them as much as possible, so that your level will become better and better!

Okay, I’ll stop here today.

I wish everyone: Good good study, day day up! My sixth grade primary school essay 3

Do I have any advantages? I asked myself repeatedly, and finally put a big " Thinking about it, thinking about it again, after my mother reminded me, I finally remembered that incident. When I was in the sixth grade of elementary school, I was the team leader of my class on Monday. This day should be the most chaotic day of the week. It was just the weekend. In the past, the garbage had doubled several times, so it was very laborious to clean up. God is really discerning and gave me six "well-behaved" team members. Look, in the dusty classroom, Little A and Little B were picking up They were fighting with a broom; Little C was wiping the blackboard while dancing, and the chalk characters on the blackboard had been twisted into flowers; Little D was holding a broom, roaring an unpleasant song, and using the broom as a Guitar, strumming randomly, at this time, the classroom really looks like a free market, the cleaning scene is so "spectacular", if others would have been so angry that they would have gone home, I also thought about it, but then I thought about it. I thought, if I leave, they will also leave, and the classroom will not be so messy. The students will also have a hard time studying in such an environment the next day. Besides, the teacher believes in me so much and lets me be the team leader. I can I can't live up to the teacher's expectations. According to the original division of labor, my task is to clean the window sill, but in order to improve efficiency, I do all the work. I will use a broom to sweep any place that is not clean, and I will arrange any table that is crooked. Tidy Although I was exhausted, I was still so happy to see a clean and tidy classroom!

Although I was criticized by my mother for coming home late, I know that what I did was right. This is my first advantage. I have a sense of responsibility. Gradually, I discovered more. I have The second, third and even more advantages: I am helpful, I am kind, I am optimistic, yes, everyone has their own advantages, even a little bit. As long as we are good at discovering, everyone is equally good. ! My sixth grade primary school composition 4

Time flies, time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Everything in the world is changing all the time, and I have also undergone some changes in my studies.

In the past, I felt that Chinese was difficult to learn. The accumulation of new words is relatively small; I can't understand the reading comprehension, and I rely on guessing during the exam; let alone the composition, I always feel that there is nothing to write. At that time, I was panicked and confused when it came to the Chinese language test. But the more nervous I was, the worse I did in the test, and I became less and less confident. Later, under the careful guidance of the teacher, I was able to speak proactively in class, excerpt good words and sentences while reading, and write reading notes while reading, such as: author, historical background, central idea, etc., key knowledge points; Also do more reading comprehension questions of different types; write a diary entry every day. In the last mid-term exam, my Chinese scores finally improved a lot. My confidence in learning Chinese suddenly increased greatly, and my attitude changed. I became fond of and took the initiative to learn Chinese.

I used to be more confident in learning mathematics and my understanding was better, but sometimes I would be sloppy in answering questions. In one exam, due to carelessness and maybe a little pride, I actually got 80% in the exam. I was too embarrassed to tell my mother when I got home. Then the teacher came to talk to me and I felt ashamed. After I realized my mistake, my attitude changed. I answered questions bravely in class and studied with an open mind and initiative. In the next exam, my math score was perfect again. I found: Learning and attitude are really important.

My knowledge of English phonetic symbols is relatively weak. I often lose points in exams because I can’t read the phonetic symbols. So, I just ask if I don’t understand and study hard. Because of my open-minded and eager-to-learn attitude, the teacher He saw that he cared about me and gave me many tutorings. Because of this, I got good grades in every exam in the future.

I am growing, I am changing, I have changed. Today, I am working hard to correct my shortcomings and shortcomings and make myself better and better.

My sixth grade primary school composition 5

My surname is Wang, and my name is Wang Xikai. This name was given to me by my mother. It contains my mother’s expectations for me. She hopes that I will study hard and one day be able to learn from Return in triumph in the morning light.

I am eight years old this year. I am tall and have a round, red face, like a big apple. The eyes are bright, and although they are small, they look particularly energetic. Flat head. I am cheerful all day long, and it seems that all troubles have nothing to do with me.

I love to talk very much. Sometimes in class, the teacher talks with gusto, but I talk quietly to my deskmate, talking with gusto. Although I love to talk so much, when the teacher asked us to communicate and discuss, I had nothing to say. He rarely raised his hand to answer questions in class, and once he got home he would talk non-stop.

I like to play computer games, but my parents don’t allow me to play, but as long as they are not at home, I will seize the time to play games on the computer with confidence. They saw that I liked computers so much, so my mother had to say: "You can play if you want, but you must finish all the homework before you can play for half an hour." After half an hour, I reluctantly agreed. On Sunday, as soon as I finished my homework, the computer was like a magnet and hooked my soul away. I was playing and playing, and I actually lost track of time. Every time I was scolded by my mother, I reluctantly left the computer.

I still have some shortcomings, such as losing my temper, being sloppy in my homework, and being slow. I used to be very interested in mathematics, but for some reason, I failed to get 90% in the two unit tests this semester. The reason is: I only tried to finish the exam and never checked, so I made mistakes that shouldn’t have been made. The questions are all caused by "sloppiness" and absent-mindedness. well! I really want to get rid of "Sloppy", but it follows me like a ghost. It's so scary.

This is me, an ordinary little boy. My sixth grade primary school essay 6

My dad is not tall, with a round head, small eyes, and a big nose, and looks very ordinary.

My dad is the funniest, the most active, and the laziest person in my family.

Dad humor is everywhere. I remember one time our family had dinner with some of my dad’s friends. I saw a little black bug next to my dad’s wine glass. I quickly told my dad. My dad took a look at the little black bug and said seriously: “It must be there.” He smelled the aroma of wine and came over to share the wine with me." Suddenly everyone at the table burst into laughter.

Dad’s favorite “activity” is sports. Badminton, tennis, basketball, football, swimming... Dad not only knows many sports, but is also good at them all. I heard from my aunt and my dad’s classmates that my dad was very good at playing basketball and football. When he was in school, he was on the school team, and the team even won the championship!

On weekends, my dad often takes me and his friends to play badminton. I can always appreciate my dad’s superb skills and see how he beats his opponents to pieces. Dad often swims and plays shuttlecock with me. Don't underestimate my dad's shuttlecock kicking. He kicks it with his toes, just like kicking a football. He can kick up to more than 70 shuttlecocks at a time. When we compete, we are often neck-and-neck. Recently, my dad is learning to spin hula hoops from me. Although I can only spin three hula hoops now, I believe that my dad, who loves to be active, will be able to spin 30 or 300 hula hoops soon.

The most "lazy" thing about dad is that he loves to sleep. Weekend mornings are when dad is the most "lazy". There were several times when my mother and I went out in the morning. When we came home at noon, we saw that the breakfast was still in the pot and my father was still "lazy" in bed. When I woke him up, my father said humorously: "I Another meal is saved, breakfast and lunch can be eaten together."

This is my most humorous, most "active" and most "lazy" dad. I love him very much. Composition 7 of my sixth grade in elementary school

My class is Class 8 of the sixth grade of Experimental Primary School in Fushun City, Liaoning Province. I am proud of my class because it has given me so many wonderful memories.

My class is a big family composed of 59 happy classmates and one class teacher, Teacher Xing. We have slowly increased from the original 52 classmates in the first grade to the current 59. Teacher Xing has led our class since the third grade. She is amiable and has cultivated our self-confidence, allowing us to grow happily every day.

Our class has always been the envy of others because our class has many activities. During the lunch break, the teacher took us to the park to play, leaving behind wonderful memories and attracting praises from tourists. Happiness and pride flowed on our faces, and we used cameras to capture our unforgettable time. There are always so many activities in our class, so happy and so unforgettable. There were also city-level gratitude class meetings. The most unforgettable one for me was the Mother’s Day themed class meeting. In this class meeting, Teacher Xing asked the mothers of her classmates to give speeches at the school. This was an unprecedented idea. Our class meeting was also published in the "City Weekly" newspaper. Every family has been educated and cherishes the love of parents, classmates, and the relationship between teachers and students.

Our class raised flowers, fish, and a pair of "little hamsters", which we named "Kuai Kuai He Le Le". "Kuai Kuai He Le Le" stayed at each classmate's home for three days. The students carefully raised and carefully observed the animals, wrote compositions to communicate with everyone, and shared the happiness together. People in our class love the class, the classroom is always so clean, and everyone has developed good habits.

Our class of six years and eight is a happy group, and I love my class.

Comments: Six years of primary school life has left many memories for the students. The love between classmates, teachers and students, and parental love are all rooted in the hearts of the students. The memories of the school and the class are unforgettable. Express it authentically and this class pride is sure to last forever. (Class teacher Xing Baojun) Composition 8 of my sixth grade in elementary school

Athlete——Wu Yi

I remember that at the school sports meeting, he worked hard and defeated other players and won the championship.

"Athletes in the men's 400-meter long-distance running please gather at the starting line..." Such an announcement came from the radio. Shi Jiake heard it, immediately put down his water glass, and came to the starting line in three steps and two steps at a time.

"Bang——!" A gunshot cracked the sky, like a river embankment bursting, a group of horses galloping, and long-distance runners pouring into the channel like water rushing out of the gate, and like swords leaving their strings. Rush forward. The spectators nearby jumped and shouted "Come on! Come on!". After a few minutes of hard work, Shi Jiake left all his opponents far behind and ran on the track with ease and heroism like a champion. I saw him walking like flying, facing the blue sky, eyes slightly closed, that pace, that posture, how handsome! Shi Jiake was full of energy and did not slow down at all. Instead, he ran faster and faster. The athletes behind them all had their eyes red with anxiety, wishing they could grow a pair of wings and chase with all their might. As the finish line approached, the cheers and cheers from the cheerleaders became louder and louder, drowning out each other. With only the last 30 meters left, something unexpected happened. I saw Xiao Ming, who was on the fifth runway, suddenly speeding up significantly. He passed one person like a shooting star chasing the moon in an instant, and then another one... He was already on par with Shi Jiake. There is only the last 10 meters of competition left. Who will win and who will lose? At this time, the cheerleaders' mouths felt as if they were taped, unable to shout, and the students' hearts were in their throats. The referees also had their eyes widened... However, Jiang was still old and hot. Shi Jiake suddenly accelerated his speed, fought hard, and finally lived up to expectations and won the game.

The title of "athlete" given to Shi Jiake is truly worthy of his name. This is the running star of our class - Wu Yi. My sixth grade primary school essay 9

After lunch on Tuesday, my mother "took out" a lot of my favorite fruits from the plastic bag one by one: apples, mangoes, pears... As soon as I saw it, I quickly grabbed an apple and a pear, washed and peeled them quickly, and ate them hungrily. After eating, I put the fruit back into the bag and stored it in the refrigerator for later enjoyment.

A few days later, when I opened the refrigerator, I saw that the apples had turned bright red, and the mangoes had many spots on their original yellow coat, but the pears were intact. I picked up the apple and took a bite. Compared with the last time, it tasted more ripe and a little softer. Huh? What's going on? A big question suddenly appeared in my mind.

So, I am going to do an experiment. I put mangoes and apples on the first layer, and pears and mangos on the second layer. A few days later, today, I opened the refrigerator and saw that the apples and mangoes on the first layer were safe, but the mangoes on the second layer had turned black. Seeing this, I guessed: This may be caused by pears, right? So how does it have such magical "magic power"?

In order to solve this mystery, I searched through all the books at home, but I couldn't find the clue. I asked my parents out of curiosity. They pondered for a while and said regretfully: "I'm very sorry, we don't know either." Just when I was at a loss, a good idea flashed in my mind: go online. Check it out, and you will definitely find the answer!

Hard work pays off. After looking up information on the Internet, I found out the answer: When different varieties of fruits are put together, there will be a phenomenon of mutual restraint. A colorless and odorless gas - ethylene. Ethylene is the enemy of fruits. This gas can make fruits ripen quickly and even rot. The amount of ethylene released by pears is several times higher than that of other fruits, so it causes

Through this "fruit incident", I learned: No matter what situation you are in, as long as you find a question, you should investigate it immediately until you understand it. Keep discovering doubts and solving them, and you will gain something. My sixth grade composition 10

Time always passes quietly inadvertently, and it will not stop because of your depravity, nor will it stay low. We stopped our hurried steps with a whispered plea. We have gained a lot and learned a lot while growing up. Looking back now, we will always laugh at how naive and simple we were at that time, but life is not like this. Well, we grow up in childishness and become strong in hurt.

We will grow up one day and become mature. The current vision may become a reality, or it may only be a dream. . When we grow up, we will only have a never-ending pace. How small our childhood dreams are. We still hope that we are just children. We don’t want to read many stories, don’t want to hear too many wrongs, and are simple and innocent. It’s good to live a lifetime...

When we are young, we are still on the road, and the sun has just risen. We will not see too much of the darkness of society, and we will still smile. For the difficulties in life and the future, it is time to sprint for them. To have the best future and embrace a better life, from now on, take seriously every challenge that life gives, face the difficulties with a smile, and be grateful for every time. hurt, because it makes us stronger in the future.

I have to say that life is fair to everyone, because it does not make anyone grow up overnight, and no one can. Immortality, in the face of fairness, requires everyone's seriousness and hard work. Every drop of sweat will make you feel that it is worth it. Don't blame them for the pressure and competition in life, because it is they that make you better. Grow up in a sense of oppression, become more outstanding in the future, and live a more comfortable and happy life.

Youth, we are on the road. Looking back, we are the same as we are in the future. It's so blurry, but isn't the feeling of seeing flowers in the mist so beautiful? There is still a long way to go in life, come on, let's set sail for our dreams! My sixth grade primary school composition 11

Today I'm talking about playing in Xining. It is better to say that I am traveling to Xining and Qinghai Lake. But rather than moving around, it’s better to say that I spend most of my time in the car.

The first thing is to introduce yourself. I met the leader of the Jiuqing team. When he introduced himself, he said that he was a literary young man, so he chose this name. However, the name was too convoluted. One time, I accidentally called him "Alcohol", so a few of our partners accidentally messed it up. Such a wonderful name.

After introducing ourselves, the team leader told us: After having a good meal, we can go to Kumbum Monastery or go hiking. Return to Qinghai at 3:40. As soon as he finished speaking, the five of us started discussing. Children don’t like to go to Kumbum Monastery. Later we went on a mountain tour and decided happily.

What I had for lunch was beef ramen, which was on point and delicious! After eating, we waited for a while in front of the hotel. Jiu Qing was at the foot of the mountain waving the Ranger flag and we ran over excitedly. Somehow the adults changed their minds and wanted to go to the temple. Originally they wanted to bring us children with them. But we decided not to go. So we easily followed Jiu Qing and traveled around the mountains.

There are not many people on the mountain, so it is a good time to take pictures. In the trees, in the flowers, on the trails, the enthusiastic tour guide helped us take pictures. There were flowers, grass, crickets, and butterflies along the way. We stopped and talked and laughed. We left our happy footprints on the mountain road, and the happy moments were recorded in the camera.

Jiu Qing was surrounded by a bunch of little kids. We often called him "alcohol lamp, alcohol lamp" and always asked this and that, but he always had a smiling face and a "hard-working and uncomplaining" attitude. look like.

Gradually, we reached the top of the mountain. In the summer, there is a cool breeze blowing, maybe because of the high altitude! Standing on the top of the mountain, you feel like you are at a high place. You have a panoramic view of the entire Xining city, including cars, houses, and gardens. . . . . . I also saw a building with a gold roof - it is said to be the birthplace of Master Tsongkhapa and has become a famous holy place that believers yearn for.

On the way down the mountain, I listened to my sixth-grade classmate’s lecture on the “Bagua Formation”. In Xining we ended up with a mountain tour. My sixth grade primary school composition 12

My sister is seventeen years old this year. Even though she is only seventeen years old, she is already a freshman. She is very nice to me.

Their university vacation was earlier than our elementary school, and she didn’t know many people at school in the first semester, so she went home early.

When I knew she was going home on the 17th, I was very happy because that day was Friday. If she came back, she would definitely pick me up from school. Sure enough, on Friday afternoon, I saw her familiar face at the door of the classroom. After school, she picked me up from school and bought me a cup of milk tea. I found that she looked nothing like the same person now as she did before.

When she was in high school, she was a girl who didn’t pay much attention to appearance. This does not mean that she was sloppy. Although she did not put on makeup, she would do good personal hygiene before going out. And now, she has to put on makeup when going out. Wearing foundation and lipstick, it feels a little weird to me.

In addition to becoming more beautiful, her temper has also become better than before. My sister used to have a bad temper. As long as you didn't do what she said, she would glare at you. I remember that she cherished books very much, and the books she read were usually the same as when she bought them. Because I am a little bookworm, I sometimes borrow her books to read. If there are "wounds" left on the books after reading them, she will scold me so much that I almost want her to stop. disappeared from my life. But now she has become gentle and considerate. In the past, she would always clean up her desk, but after she went to school, I turned the desk into a "doghouse". When she came back, she was not angry or scolded me, she just cleaned it up quietly.

Seeing the changes in my sister now, I can’t help but sigh: “What a transformation for a woman!” My sixth-grade elementary school essay 13

My father is not tall and very fat. , there are only a handful of poor hair, and his small eyes are always full of bloodshot eyes, which is sufficient proof that he "fights" for money.

In addition to going to work, my father spends most of his time trading stocks online. He discusses "stock trading techniques" with his stock friends all day long, but until now he has not produced any results. Because my father was too serious about stock trading, the mouse pad at home was scratched, and even the computer desk made his wrists dent...

One day, my father I started working on the Internet again.

But this day was the day he promised to take my mother and me out to play. Seeing him chatting enthusiastically with netizens, I really couldn't bear to interrupt him. Time passed minute by minute, and I couldn't help but whisper to him about it. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the conversation, he actually agreed. This was really a miracle, but what my father did next was disappointing.

Sitting in the car, I felt that the scenery outside the window was moving so slowly, but my father was busy with two things. While driving, he called his stock traders: "Which stocks did you buy yesterday... ...No, this is going to be a loss!" My mother became a little impatient listening to these boring topics, so I took the opportunity to remind my father to drive faster. After hearing this, my father not only did not speed up, but also pointed the finger at me: "What is studying for? It is just for the success of your future work! Nowadays, college students come in one basket after another, their degrees are not outstanding, and their work wages are low. Are you happy? When I understand how to trade stocks, I will teach you how to trade..." Before the car had driven a few miles, my father took the time to give me a "stock trading education." Mom and I, look at me, look at me You, your mood for going out to play has long since disappeared without a trace...

This is my father who wants to take care of his family, but doesn't know how to truly love his family! My composition for the sixth grade of elementary school 14

I was walking on the street in a daze, and for some reason I felt dizzy and came here. Strange to say, the people on the street were dressed in "strange" clothes. ! And they all ran towards me. I almost got stepped on. I was panic-stricken and shouted: "Dad, Mom, where are you?" But no one answered me. A kind-hearted old man said to me: "Girl, the war is about to begin. Hurry, run!" My head buzzed. War—didn’t that just happen in ancient times? Could it be that I traveled through time? Thinking of this, I felt scared and a little excited at the same time. I was afraid that I would die in the war, but I was excited that I could finally fulfill my wish to travel through time. I could come to ancient times to see the "ancient customs", which was not bad!

I ran and ran desperately with the crowd, crossed the street, crossed the town, climbed up the mountain, and saw a thatched hut. Seeing that it was getting late, I went up and knocked on the door gently, but no one answered. I had no choice but to push the door open and walked into the main courtyard. I saw an old man leisurely shaking his fan on a recliner. I got closer and stared at the old man carefully, wow! Isn’t this the famous Zhuge Liang!

"Dong dong dong..." A knock on the door disrupted my thoughts. He quickly hid in the corner. But a book boy appeared somewhere. He opened the door, and a loud voice came from outside the door: "Is Mr. Zhuge at home?" The boy replied: "He is at home, but he is sleeping!" Oh - I didn't guess, This is the thatched cottage where famous people Liu Bei, Zhang Fei, and Guan Yu visited throughout the ages. My eyes are about to pop out. I really want to rush over and ask these three people to sign their names. Sticking to the corner, I wanted to listen carefully to their conversation. But before I knew it I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I found that Zhuge was discussing political affairs with Liu Bei. I leaned forward to hear what they were talking about, but a sudden sneeze disrupted everything and they turned to look at me. I was at a loss, so I had to rush out of their sight and run down the mountain as hard as I could. It was already dusk. I stopped and gasped, and suddenly a mass of mist surrounded me...

Gradually I opened my eyes, and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" came into my eyes. Then I woke up, and it turned out to be Nan Ke Yimeng. My sixth grade primary school composition 15

What is touching? Some people say that touching is a band-aid given by a friend when you are hurt; some say that touching is a word of comfort from a family member when you fail; others say that touching is a smile from a stranger when you are sad. But I was moved because of my grandmother.

That time, it was my grandma’s sixtieth birthday. Many relatives and friends gathered in the small living room of my grandma’s house. Everyone crowded in the small room at home and chatted non-stop, vomiting all over the melon seed shells. The whole room was covered in smoke... Huh? Where is grandma? She is the birthday girl and the protagonist today, why is she missing?

Just as I was looking around for my grandma, a loud male voice came out from nowhere: "Aunt Jia! Make two cups of sesame tea. My mouth is dry from eating melon seeds!" "Oh! Well, let’s make some for you!” Grandma’s voice came from the kitchen.

I watched my grandma busy, but no one in the room got up to help. I felt a pain in my heart: Whose birthday is it today? !

With a mentality of fighting for my grandma, I walked into the kitchen: "Grandma, you are the birthday girl today. You should be the one sitting in the living room watching TV and chewing melon seeds, not them. There is absolutely no need for you to serve them!" Looking at my grandma's tired but relieved face, I felt more and more aggrieved, and the more I spoke, the angrier I became.

"This is what I should do. I am the host, they are guests and relatives. I think this is good." With that, he picked up two cups of tea and walked into the living room. I quickly caught up and said, "Grandma, I'll serve the tea while you cook!"

"Ah! I've really grown up and become more sensible!"

In my heart Warm and sweet. I think this may be the touch that my grandmother brought to me, this is family love!

Family love is always unrequited, family love is always the most touching, and family love is always tear-jerking. I decided that from now on I would no longer be stingy with my love, I would give love generously to those I love who love me!