It's hard to say "I love you" to parents, who always take care of us in every way.
Back in the store, I put down my schoolbag and went straight to my mother, but when I got to her side, I was so nervous that I forgot everything. Mom looked up and glanced at me: "What are you doing standing here? Do your homework! " There was a flash of disappointment in my eyes and I shook my head and left.
On the way home, the car lights lit up the dark street, the strong wind outside the car made the branches compromise, the heavy rain hit the trunk mercilessly, and the light inside the car made the car look particularly warm. My heart is restless: go ahead, go ahead, don't say it at this time, when will you say it? I simply closed my eyes and thought, "Mom, I have something to tell you." "What is it?" I thought I had settled down, but my heart was "what is it?" I clung to the cushion tightly, unconsciously, sweating in my hand and sticking to the fluffy cushion, but I didn't know it at all. At this time, my mother's client called, and I was relieved. This is really a timely rain!
When I got home, my mother was watching TV. I walked over in fear and trembling, thinking: Anyway, it's better to say it now than later. "Mom!" "What's the matter?" Mother replied lazily. My heart tightened and I said, "I love you!" " I just learned Korean. "I don't understand, use Mandarin!" Mom looks confused. My face turned red, then I looked down and said falteringly, "I ... love you!" " "Mom was shocked. I didn't expect to say this, but she quickly reacted and hugged me tightly: "I love you, too." "
The cold wind is howling outside, the interior is warm and harmonious, and mother and daughter are dependent on each other.
It's hard to say I love you in my heart. As I get older, I become more and more shy. The short words "Mom, I love you" are hard to say.
My mother sat on the sofa, knitting the warm wool, and I was not idle. I locked the door and practiced how to say "I love you" to my mother over and over again.
Alas! Yes, an idea flashed through my mind.
"hey!" I put one hand in my pocket and the other hand greeted my mother. Who knows, my hands are sweating and my forehead is sweating. "Well, there is nothing to be afraid of, is it not a word? Once! " I cheer myself up in my heart.
Mom looked at me, her eyes a little confused.
"Hmm-"I don't know why, but the phrase "I love you" that has been rehearsed secretly for more than twenty times is stuck in my throat, that is, I can't say it.
"I ... love you ..." I mumbled, my voice as small as a mosquito.
Mom's eyes flashed a trace of consternation, and then a faint smile lingered for a long time.
That sentence "I love you" seems to be a flame, winding endless enthusiasm and love in my mother's eyes.
Mother's eyes began to have subtle changes, and several warm colors gradually faded in her eyes and became a pool of water called "maternal love".
"Mom, I love you!" I raised the decibel this time.
Mom was still surprised, suddenly opened her eyes wide and then lowered her eyelids meekly. Between her eyelids, there seems to be something shining, and then, her face is rippling with an unspeakable joy.
My mother looked at me with a smile, her eyes full of tenderness and love for me.
My mother held me in her arms. It was a tight hug.
I love you in my heart. Dad, I want to say thank you loudly from time to time! I always thank you for your company. Every time I call you, you will ask me if I have listened to my teacher at school, studied hard and had enough to eat ... Every time I turn on the phone, I wonder if you have eaten well, if you are taking a few bites casually, if you are tired from doing things and how you are doing ... But before I say it, my eyes are red and I am afraid of tears, so I don't ask every time.
You said you would come to see me this week. I was happy to hear this news for several days, and this day finally came! It was cold that day. I saw your figure from a distance. You waved to me and shouted my name. Maybe the wind makes me want to cry. The first thing you do when you see me is to help me button my clothes. You said, "Why don't you button my clothes? What if I have a cold? " But I obviously feel that your hands are cold, too. How can I tell how many green hairs you have when you squat down to button my clothes? I don't want you to start growing white hair so soon! But I didn't cry. I told my father that I was fine at school. After a few words, I went back to the classroom. When I was sleeping that night, I dreamed that I had grown up and could protect my father. My dream father has black hair.
Dad, next time we meet, I must tell you that I love you!
Loving you is hard to open in your heart. Love is as silent and unknown as spring rain. Love is also vigorous and earth-shattering ... for my healthy growth, my mother has paid a lot, and wrinkles have quietly climbed on my mother's face. Now, if you look at my mother carefully, she has already lost her beautiful face, her long black hair has been replaced by short silver hair, and her eyes have lost their youthful vitality and are dull. ...
Dear mother, I want to say "I love you" to you, but when the words come to my lips, I am tongue-tied and can't say anything. In order to express my love for you, I have to let the card convey it. I earnestly wrote the words "Mom, I love you" on a piece of paper. I'm pacing back and forth in the room, struggling. Should I show it to my mother? Finally, I got up my courage and strode to my mother and handed her the note in my hand. "Mom, look." At this time, my heart was pounding and I didn't dare to look at my mother. When I looked up at my mother quietly, there was a sweet smile on her mouth and tears seemed to twinkle in her eyes. My mother pulled me to my side, patted me on the head and said, "Dear daughter, when you grow up, you will know that you love your mother."
Seeing my mother's happiness and relief, I decided to express my love to my mother more in the future, and not to make love difficult to say.
Love you is hard to open. Internet is a magician, which brings us endless happiness. Network, another naughty elf, makes us delay our study because we are obsessed with computer games. Network, I love you in my heart!
Ever since my father bought a computer, I have been addicted to computer games. I rushed into the dormitory after school and sat in front of the computer to play "Angry Birds". My grades dropped, and my father got angry and shouted, "Just play, play, play, you see, how many places have your grades dropped?" Play computer games again, and I'll lock you in a dark room and not go to school. "I was so scared that I begged for mercy again and again:" Dad, I promise you, I will never play games again, so just use the computer to study, okay? "I promise to catch up with Ren Yao in our class within one semester, and I mean it!" Dad just put down his raised arm.
From then on, I stopped playing computer games, just looking up some information and reading excellent compositions. My composition level has improved, and teachers often read my composition in class! Now, my math scores are not very good. I want to search some exercises suitable for our fourth-grade students on the computer and try to improve my grades.
Tomorrow, the teacher asked me to take me to the county seat to participate in the classic reading contest. I turned on the computer and studied reading with the children in the video, trying to get a certificate. I won honor for our teacher!
I love you in my heart. Composition 6 We learned the lesson of litchi, which expressed our son's love for his mother. The teacher arranged such homework and went home to say "I love you" to my mother. The class suddenly exploded and chattered, which was too difficult for us and a bit embarrassing. On my way home, I thought of three ways.
Please version:
After lunch, my mother and I went downstairs for a walk. I thought, how can I finish the homework assigned by the teacher? Yes, I want to eat chicken legs, so I hum "chicken legs, chicken legs, I miss you" and "I love my parents. . . You ",the last sentence is almost in the belly hum. Later, my mother realized that I wanted to eat chicken legs, so she bought me one. God, earth, who can understand me? Scheme 1 ended in failure.
Subversive version:
My mother must wear headphones when watching TV series on the computer. As soon as I saw the opportunity, I ran to my mother and sang loudly. Mom, I love you (echo). . . . You . . You, mom just saw my mouth moving, took off my headphones and asked what you were saying there. I laughed to myself, alas, I finally said it, and my heart finally calmed down, but my mother didn't know that I ended in failure again. ^_^
Affectionate version:
After dinner at night, when I saw my mother making my bed, I couldn't help but blurt it out. . . Mom, I ... . Love. . . Your mother turned to look at me without blinking. It's really only when I grow up that I know how much I love my mother. Then I threw myself into my mother's arms and I couldn't help crying.
It is not difficult to say this sentence, but also let me know my mother's painstaking efforts, in one word-cool.