A slightly cool wind, with the slightest hint of rain, autumn has come. It has been a long time since the beginning of autumn, and the wind at night drills straight into my neck like an electric drill, so I can't help but wrap up tightly in my clothes.
I walked through the darkness of the night in a hurry. The streetlights were on as usual, reflecting the lonely figure under them. From a distance, I already recognized the figure. I smiled at him and saw the gray hairs on his temples, and my heart was a little sour.
My father saw my smile, said to me with a slight pursing of the lips, "Tonight is too cold, tomorrow night, wear more, freezing how to do?" I gently hmmm, he rubbed my head with some rough hands, we walked together in the direction of home. The father's back is not as straight as he remembered from his childhood, but he still holds up the false warmth.
In adolescence, I was a little rebellious, some love beauty. I made up my mind to lose weight, I stood on the scale and told my dad seriously: "Oops, I've gained two pounds, and I won't eat at night." Dad heard just a slight smile, still into the kitchen, preparing food for me. The smoke, it turns out, does not belong to this man, just for me, he drilled into the kitchen again and again.
"Dinner!" Hearing his voice calling, I sat down at the table and waited for the food to come. He gently put down the dishes, and there was my favorite hollandaise egg lying in the bowl of noodles. A little exasperated, I said, "Dad! I'm going on a diet, no more poached eggs, you're nakedly tempting me!"
There was no extra expression on his face, he just spoke softly and said; "Eat it, my baby girl is not fat at all." Said he pointed to the ruffled eggs, I looked at his hands, no longer like a doctor's hands. Maybe it is because every night rain or shine to pick me home maybe it is because of the fumes and burns. Dad's hands are no longer like before, has a little wrinkles, there are many rough corns. I red eyes, clip up the eggs, gently bite, mouth full of flavor.
Father's back to support the harbor of love; father's hand in the thorns forward, for me to open up a better life, so that I feel the warmth on the road of life, carrying love forward.
When the memory of the trickle slowly came, I found that the mother's love is always guarding me, and I will always be with me.
When I was a child, my mother's love was that cozy cabin. I was just born, white and chubby, mom smiled, because she has always wanted me to be a healthy little baby. Bigger, my mother to buy me fruit and delicious, are nutritious, I can ignore others, take out the orange, climbed into bed, sit against the wall, peeled open the orange began to eat. My mom sat next to me and watched me eat, she never ate a bite and left all the good stuff for me to eat. After work, despite the day's labor, play with me, and busy cooking. I am the happiest and most joyful of the family, and my mother's love is with me all the time, and I am more sheltered from the wind and rain, accompanied by my growth.
Later, mother's love is the pair of hands to wipe the tears. In elementary school, I always love to cry, the test is not ideal will cry, bullied by other students will also cry, something broken will also cry. So, my mom will often teach me: "children, crying can not solve the problem, learn to be strong, when things think to deal with." Exam did not do well, continue to work hard, failure is the mother of success, do not go through the storm, how to see the rainbow ah? A person's life will not be smooth sailing; bullied, you can ask the reason, or find teachers to help solve; something broken, it does not matter, can be repaired, can not be repaired to buy another one. These things can't be solved by crying. After that, my mom would use a towel to gently try to remove the tear tracks on my face. Mom's words I bear in mind, mom's love I can not repay.
And now, mom is that happy exhortation. In junior high school, the task of learning more intense, my mother also every day, how to improve the efficiency of learning, develop good habits, become a love of learning will learn the child, how to get along with the students, try to help classmates, who have problems to find me, and many other things, although sometimes a little annoyed, but that's my mother love me ah! Mom's advice like a bright light, in the dark to guide me in the direction of the road to growth, that is a happy feeling.
Thoughts leap from memory to reality, my feet can not help but lighten up, want to fly home at once, snuggled in the arms of the mother, continue to let the love surround me, accompanied by me. I believe: the sky is blue with love, the river is clear with love, life is colorful with love.
On the love with essay 3
Open my memory box, pulling out a pearl inside a stream of colorful, that seems to be as plain as boiling water life, seems to be full of moving once again. The snow is falling, head, forehead, face are covered with snow, I and my classmates in the snow dancing happily, really unspeakable joy. Suddenly a figure flashed out from the curved pathway of the campus - it was my father! He seemed to have seen me and beckoned me over. I couldn't care less about my joy and dashed over to him. Ah! What a mess he was in, his hair was covered in snowflakes, stuck together with his greasy skin, his wrinkles were all covered in snow, and his clothes were all completely soaked. "Dad, wipe it off." I rushed to hand over the napkin. In fact, my purpose was not so simple: if Dad's appearance was seen by his classmates and teachers, it would make me lose face. Dad seems to see my mind, he was disappointed, two eyes have lost all the luster; he was disappointed, the body is more obscene than just now; he was disappointed, threw away the hand is wiping the napkin, let it mournfully fluttering, spinning. After a long time, I just kind of got tired of waiting and asked, "Dad, what's the matter with you?" He stammered, "It's cold, I've come to bring you a quilt and pillow." I blushed at once. I was ashamed of my vanity, and a wave of inexplicable emotion surged through me. "Hurry up!" Dad's urging snapped me out of my musings. I only saw him straining to carry the suitcase and struggling to ascend the stairs to the dormitory. At this time I realized that my father is old, originally walking dozens of floors will not be tired of my father, now even walking a few floors will be short of breath.
I quickly said, "Dad, I help you!" "No, no." Dad smiled at me and said, "This work, not tired at all." After saying that, he continued to hunchback his body and climbed up the hill. Looking at Dad, my eyes moist: Dad quietly for me to pay fifteen years of hard work, and I, actually for my vanity ...... I desperately try to control their tears. Finally arrived at the sixth floor dormitory, my father skillfully laid the quilt for me, and took out a pillow from the bag, said to me: "You love to fall on the pillow since childhood, the pillow here is surely not used to sleep, this is me and your mother handmade, which puts the chrysanthemums, quite fragrant it." Finished, a long breath of relief, wrinkles full of satisfaction. He was leaving, I would like to leave him for a while, but he was a lot of excuses, I had no choice but to let him go. Looked at the back of the father back, smelled the dormitory burst of chrysanthemum fragrance, I forced to hold back the tears finally flowed down. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm talking about.
On the love with the essay 4
In learned that his daughter wants to ride home for their own way to the end of the university, he could not sit still, to the unit to ask for leave, and drove to Xi'an overnight. The daughter had never been on a long-distance ride before. From Xi'an to Yichun, to pass through five provinces, the whole more than 1200 kilometers, so far away from the road, his daughter alone on the road, he is really uneasy.
On June 28, 20xx, his daughter went on the road, and he drove carefully behind her. In order not to let his daughter find out, he was far away, driving and stopping, and every once in a while to call his daughter to grasp the location of the information. The daughter of the phone overflowing with joy infected him, he heart suddenly felt that the adventure of fulfillment of the daughter is worth it.
"Climbing the first slope when I said to myself 17 times 'regretted it', but each time the back of the thought twice stick to it ...... This is after climbing a continuous 5 kilometers long slope, the road sign wrote ahead 3.6 kilometers downhill, drive carefully, instant tears." Looking at his daughter's words written on RenRen, his throat a little tight. But then there are things that make him even more upset, his daughter after climbing the first slope, tired and breathless, shivering, and then she drank patchouli water, but also alcohol allergy, the whole body red and hot. He could not wait to carry his daughter straight to the car and go home like a chicken. However, the daughter's life has just begun, and later in life countless hurdles have to be her own past, others can not help.
When he followed his daughter to the Qinling Mountains, he was stunned, it was a 20 kilometers of uphill, of which 8 kilometers of steep slopes, 17 kilometers of gentle slopes, and is driving against the wind. He could not guarantee that he would be able to hold on, let alone his skinny daughter. He watched his daughter cry as she rode into the wind, and every time she rode a section, she stopped to take a break, drink some water, pound her back, or put plasters on her wrists. Seeing his daughter in tears but not give up, he felt that his daughter really grew up, know what you want to do, you must insist on it.
On the way to the 319 National Highway, he suddenly found a young man all the way to sneak along with his daughter, his heart instantly raised to his throat, he did not care about his daughter may find him, the car as far as possible from the daughter close to some of the time, so that in a moment of crisis, he can at any time rushed up to protect his daughter. The young man followed his daughter walked more than twenty kilometers and left, and did not want to hurt his daughter's intentions. Later, he saw that the 106 National Highway was under repair, and instantly realized that perhaps it was the enthusiastic netizen who did not feel at ease with his daughter. He was dumbfounded, who let his daughter tired to rest, like to send the road to Renren, Twitter it.
In fact, on the road, there are a lot of good people to help her daughter. He saw along the way 'small store owner to the daughter rushed brown sugar water; orchard fruit farmers warmly stay daughter dinner, daughter is also excited to help the fruit farmers sister sell pears and peaches; roadside melon farmers see daughter tired, but also stopped her, cut a piece of watermelon passed over to the daughter to quench her thirst; halfway daughter also joined a cycling fleet, the fleet of uncles and aunts are very care of the daughter, when the daughter left the fleet, not only to send the daughter a case of Wanglaoji, but also sent a big brother to escort her to the border of Yicheng before leaving ......
He asked the unit to the end of the ten-day vacation soon, home is also very close, looking at his daughter more and more stable and resolute, he was a hanging heart finally fell slowly. He drove away with confidence.
Xi'an to Jiangxi, 1200 kilometers, she rode 16 days. July 13, when she returned home, she realized that on the way home, her father had accompanied her for ten days in the dark. Her riding experience triggered heated discussions among netizens, many of whom marveled at her bravery, and more of whom envied her for having a father who loved her so much. Netizen Tianya said, "Only a great father can raise such a brave daughter." More netizens said, "The stories experienced and people encountered along the way will turn into a great treasure on her way of life, and the father's secret companionship will become the warmest memory in her life."
He is an ordinary father, and his enviable daughter is called Liao Jingwen, who is 22 years old this year and a 20xx grade student at Xi'an International Studies University.
In fact, every child's adventures in growth have a father's heart of apprehension and silent love to follow, just some you know at the time, and some you have to be separated from a long time to savor it.
The years are in a hurry, the father's love
The years are in a hurry, the father's love such as a lamp, illuminating my life; the father's love such as an umbrella, for me to cover the wind and rain; the father's love such as a breeze, with me, accompanied by me to grow up.
Puffy child
When I was a child, every time I heard some beautiful piano music, I will always be intoxicated, just on the first grade, just five or six years old, I yelled at my father: " Dad, I want to learn the piano!" Dad smiled and said, "Well, since you're interested, I'm afraid you won't stick to it!" "I'll definitely stick to it!" I said firmly. Later, I was promoted to the third grade and was preparing for the fourth grade examination, and I had to take time out every night to practice those boring, rollicking examination pieces. One night I finally couldn't help myself and smashed the keys with my hand and said to my dad, "Dad, I don't want to learn piano anymore!" Dad's face immediately gloomy, "Why don't you want to learn?" "It's annoying, and I have to find time to practice!" I said. "Learning piano is what you proposed, you must insist on it is what you said, you can't give up halfway after learning it for so long!" Looking at my father's firm look, I felt aggrieved in my heart, I had to continue to learn. Father's love follows me, let me understand what is called persistence, what is called perseverance. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that, but I'm sure you're going to be able to do it.
Clueless teenager
Two years passed in a flash, and I was promoted to fifth grade. One night, I took some dirty clothes to my mom to wash, my dad's face immediately serious: "Stop! Take it and wash it yourself." "Better let me do it, he'll learn by then." Mom said, "No, these clothes must he wash himself, eleven years old still can not wash clothes, I hated my father at that time, I think he is too cruel, however, that night I still spent half an hour to wash those clothes, from that day on, my clothes are all washed by myself, and later on I was promoted to junior high school after the help is indeed very big. Years in a hurry, the father's love follows, the father's tough love, so that I learned a lot of life skills, gradually learned to stand on their own.
Fledgling wings
In the blink of an eye, I rose to the highest stage of elementary school - the sixth grade, the face of the promotion of the examination, but my math in trouble, several times hovering in the stage of sixty or seventy points, until one night, I walked with him, I told him that I have lost confidence in math, do not want to learn! Math, Dad was silent, he looked deep into the starry sky, locked brow, suddenly he said to me: "children, in fact, Dad's elementary and junior high school math is not good, I just full of confidence often Wen teacher, math went up, as long as from full of confidence, do your best on the line." I froze, Dad was so kind, kind, his words seemed to encourage me, I became active, full of high morale, the next semester the results of the subjects improved. in June, the ascending examination results came out, I got into the South Solid, spreading his wings to fly to the ideal junior high school. I clearly remember that day, my father was more excited than me, and hugged me up. Years in a hurry, the father's love, I am no longer the pimply-headed boy, ignorant young man, the father's kind love enriched me, so that I am enough to face the study, I learned to stand on my own, know how to self-improvement. No matter where I go, how the flow of years in a hurry, the father's love want to go with me, accompanied by my growth.
About Love Follows Essay 6Not ever timid, along the way there is your encouragement; not ever cry, along the way there is your shelter; just because there is you follow. --Title
On the road of growth, there are many people care about me, but the company of my mother is particularly warm, she let me become strong when I encountered setbacks; she let me succeed in the blooming smile as bright as the sun; she let me realize that life is full of love everywhere.
From the time I croaked to the teeth to learn to speak, my mother for me to pay a lot of effort, and since childhood I have been timid, but also let my mother tried everything to overcome my timid mentality. I remember it was a summer before elementary school, near the evening I and my mother in the street, the heat of the afternoon sun is still so hot, the ice cream on the side of the street to make me salivate, but the legs do not dare to take a step forward because of timidity, I would rather not eat than to go buy their own. Mom saw through my mind, deliberately stimulate me: "You see that ice cream is so beautiful ah, must also be particularly delicious, and now so hot, let's let the fire of the throat cool how?" . . See I do not say anything, "you do not want to eat, well, then I went to buy my own Oh, but only buy my ah", said, also ignore my expression and feelings, walked straight to the front to buy a, eat while walking back also muttered "really cool!", "Are you sure that the ice cream looks good ah, must be especially delicious, now so hot, we let the burning throat a little cool? "Are you sure you don't want to eat it? Then let's go." I was so anxious that I whispered, "Mom, can you buy one for me?". Oh, you want to eat it, go buy it yourself, okay? You're a brave little man, and you'll feel sweeter if you buy it yourself! Auntie will think you're great too." Encouraged by my mom and tempted by the ice cream, I finally mustered up enough courage to take the first heavy step. Now looking back, my mind always floats to my mother's firm eyes, gentle encouragement of my words, and so, and then the fear of things will not be timid.
Sweet memories back to reality, I looked ahead, worried about the thorns and thistles, difficult to step. Large snowflakes falling from the sky, the ground is quickly covered with a layer of white, I walked slowly, stepped on the ground, "creaking, creaking" sound endless. I was downheartedly walking in the direction of home, the report card in the bag seems to have a thousand pounds, pressed me breathless, bright red scores stabbed in my heart, my mind constantly replaying the teacher's sharp rebuke, my eyes once again filled with tears, I do not know how to go home to face my mother.
Suddenly, a familiar call reached my ears. I scrambled to wipe away my tears and looked up to see my mom holding an umbrella standing on the side of the road not far away. Mom draped scarf has been spread out, bangs are also wet by the snow, wet stick to the forehead, the cold wind blew red her cheeks and nose, is anxiously looking at me. I hurriedly ran over, my mom saw the difference in me, I avoided her gaze, she became more and more anxious "What happened? Why so aggrieved." That loving tone fell on my heart, poking the softest place in my heart, finally could not help but "wow" a cry out, intermittently told my grievances ...... unexpected, my mother did not criticize me because of the results, but gently took my shoulders, gently patted my back, "who did not fall down Whenever you get up and move forward, you will be able to see the sunshine. Mom believes in you, you will be fine." I slowly raised my head and was greeted by my mom's encouraging and firm eyes, instantly my heart was warm and full of hope. Tears welled up again, this time, they were tears of emotion.
In the snow, my mom and I walked along the road. Mom's thin shoulders as if for me to hold up the whole sky, I'm no longer afraid of the road ahead of the limited risk, the mountain steep, because I know, growing up on the road has always been accompanied by love.
After writing a small note: growing up a lot of stories, there are joys and sorrows; growing up a long, long time, there are expectations and uncertainty; in the company of the mother, so that I step out of life step by step, I want to be brave and stride forward, all the way will be full of sunshine and happiness. I'm going to be brave and stride forward, and the road will be full of sunshine and happiness!
The cold wind, like an icy knife, cuts hard across the face, taking away the only remaining trace of temperature. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands together, open your mouth and gather heat into it, then separate your hands and cover your face, and it feels so warm.
It turns out that cold and heat are so close to each other!
We croaked from the baby to the ground to now grown-ups, parents spent how much blood and sweat, weaving how many days and nights, for us to try to create a broad, brilliant tomorrow. From school, and how many teachers have devoted their efforts, silent dedication of light and heat, in order to make our minds full, rich philosophy. As the saying goes, "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring." What's more, parents, relatives, friends, teachers and teachers for us to pay is so big ocean. In the parents tired after handing over a cup of hot tea, for parents to pound the shoulders, rubbing waist; in the friends and relatives on the birthday to hand over a card, send our greetings and care; in the friends lost when the offer of understanding and relief. They often pour us care, eagerness and expectations, how can we not dedicate a piece of our own heart for them? Some unintentional words and actions will make people's hearts warm!
Leaves hovering in the air, writing a song of thanksgiving music, that is the tree to nourish its gratitude to the earth; white clouds in the blue sky, painting a touching picture, that is, the white clouds to feed its gratitude to the blue sky. Because thanksgiving will have our sincere friendship; because thanksgiving let us know the true meaning of life . Sunflower to the sun is a kind of love gratitude, a kind of deep love. Love makes the world keep rotating, parents pay far more than the mountain, deeper than the sea. Learning to be grateful is a conscience of their own, a filial piety, because so there will be harmony, happiness, affection and respect for each other, gratitude does not need to be how sensational, just a greeting, a call, a touch of emotion.
Gratitude is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. Each person should carry a grateful heart, thanks to life, thanks to parents, thanks to teachers, thanks to friends. With a grateful heart, you will find yourself how happy you are, let go of your mind, and let the falling rain wash away the pollution of the mind.
Lamb kneeling, crow feeding. Animals still know how to be grateful, let alone people? Giving grace do not miss, receive grace do not forget, know the kindness must be good. We are always grudging, grateful heart, committed to creating a cordial and warm atmosphere, build a harmonious relationship, often with a grateful heart, will make us feel the sky extra blue, the sun extra bright, how beautiful life!