One night in the winter when I was seven years old, I was awakened by a terrible pain in my sleep. Looking at the light-tight room, I cried loudly and woke up my mother. My mother ran to my side, turned on the light and asked, "What's the matter with you, son?" I pointed to my throat and said, "It hurts, it hurts." My mother touched my forehead and her face suddenly became tense. Without saying anything, she quickly got dressed and ran to the hospital with me in her arms.
The night is deep and the wind is strong. My mother hugged me tightly for fear that I would be blown away by the wind. There are no pedestrians on the road, and there is no shadow of a taxi. Only the dim lights on the roadside illuminate the road ahead for us. When I was running, my mother looked at me with anxious eyes from time to time and put her face on my forehead to feel my temperature. At this time, a warm current flooded into my heart. Gradually, gradually, I felt my mother's footsteps slow down, her breathing became more and more urgent, and the sweat on her forehead flowed down and dripped on my face. I stuck out my tongue and licked it. Salty and sweet. My heart seems to be surrounded by something, so thick and warm. Finally, when I arrived at the hospital, my mother forgot to rest and went behind my back to queue up for registration. After the doctor examined me, I knew that I just had a bad cold, not serious. After hearing the news, mother's nervous expression relaxed.
My mother's love for me is meticulous. As the saying goes, my father loves mountains and my mother loves water. I just want to say to my mother loudly now: "Mom, I love you. It is your love that makes me grow up healthily and happily! "
Love makes me grow. In just ten years, many people love me very much, among which my parents love me the most.
Once, I forgot to bring my textbook to school, so I was in a hurry to call my mother. Mother listened and said angrily, "Why are you so careless? I must not have packed my schoolbag yesterday. " I was also very angry, so I hung up the phone and rushed back to the classroom.
Unexpectedly, after a while, my mother came in a hurry. Seeing my face flushed with anger, she asked me, "What's the matter? Are you unwell? " My mother really takes good care of me.
I remember that I liked skipping rope very much in the second grade, and I danced very well, so the teacher asked me to take part in the skipping competition with eight other students. Speaking of the competition, I didn't get the place because I overestimated myself. I feel sad, as if everyone else is laughing at me: "Ha ha! You are so bad, everyone else got the ranking, only you didn't, and you dared to come to the competition. Really beyond your ability! "
Only my parents kept encouraging me, comforting me and restoring my confidence. Although I think of skipping rope now, my sadness and sadness have long been comforted by my parents' love.
I got bronchitis when I was in the third grade, and I had to see a doctor almost every two or three days. Dad always takes the trouble to drive me all the way. Sometimes, for me, he runs out to drive me in the middle of the meeting. I saw him, and he was panting and sweating and asked me, "Jun Jun, do you still cough at school?" It doesn't matter.
Once, I suddenly coughed in the middle of the night and my face turned red. My father in his fifties struggled to carry me to the car. At that time, my father kept shaking at every step, as if he had exhausted all his strength. After I came back, my father stayed up all night by my side, as if I coughed once, and his heart ached once.
How can I forget his anxious and concerned eyes? Before, I was a timid and insecure little girl. Now, I have become a big girl with a bright smile, calm and confident. This is the love of mom and dad, just like the nutrients that nourish flowers and grass, which makes me grow sturdily. ...
Love makes me grow. Life is full of all kinds of love. Love comes from many people around us. Love makes us feel the warmth of the world and the value of family. Love makes me grow up happily.
In the winter when I was five years old, one night, the wind was very strong and the weather was very cold. Many people even dared not go out and stayed at a warm home. But at this time, I have a cold and a fever, and I have a bad fever. At this time, no one is at home. It's 9 o'clock, and my mother is back. She was surprised to see me lying motionless in bed and sweating. She came near my bed and touched my forehead, which startled my mother. She quickly lifted me up, poured me water to drink, and prescribed cold medicine for me at home, but it didn't work, but it got worse. So, my mother put on my shoes, put on more clothes and carried me outside. It's past 10, and the wind is biting outside. My mother came to the hospital behind my back step by step, and the hospital was closed. Mother stood in front of the door and kept knocking until someone answered the door. The doctor took my temperature. Wow! 39。 5 degrees! This really scared mom to death. After that, the doctor gave me medicine and an intravenous drip, which was only slightly better. Finally, my mother carried me home again, and it was already 12 when I got home. Isn't this the embodiment of maternal love? Only with such love can I grow up healthily and happily.
My life is full of infinite love. My father's love made me overcome difficulties, but my mother's love made me continue to succeed and grow up happily!
Love makes me grow. Composition 4 "First among 3,000 people" This is the most shocking news I have ever heard.
On Sunday, I will take part in the innovative talent competition held by our school. I'm a little nervous to hear that there are excellent students from all directions in this exam. But when I think about what the teacher usually tells me-calmly deal with it, I feel much calmer.
When the results came out, the teacher joked with me: "how did you get the only first place in the exam?" It is 3,000 people! " I smiled and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Come to think of it, this success is inseparable from two people: one is my grandmother and my parents; The second is my teacher and school.
When I was a child, our family was not rich, but my parents tried their best to create good living and learning conditions for me. I like reading, so buy me books and read them with me. What I like to learn, my parents try their best to satisfy and support me. Grandma has spoiled and loved me since I was a child. Last year, she left. Before she died, my father said to me, "Your grandmother loves you the most. You should remember her. She suffered a lot because she didn't read many books and couldn't recognize many words. " So I want you to learn more knowledge, and your life will be better in the future. "Now whenever I think of my grandmother, I can't forget these words. Whenever I am not serious, I feel sorry for my grandmother and my parents.
My relatives love me and give me the greatest strength, and my teacher is like a pilot lamp in the sea. In the past few years, my teacher has taught me seriously and given me many opportunities for exercise. The school has held various activities and provided various stages, so I can show myself to my heart's content. I took part in the language and number training courses offered by the school and joined the school football team. With the help of the teacher, my study is happy and relaxed.
Accompanied by my family and teachers, I will only work harder and be more serious all the way. Although my parents didn't ask me to reach any level, I asked myself to surpass myself.
Today's achievement is nothing, I will move on. Accompanied by my family and teachers, I will ride on the sunny road forever.
Love makes me grow. When I was five hours old, my parents went out to work in other towns, and I lived in my grandmother's house like a left-behind child.
At that time, my father would call my grandparents and me from time to time, and I would cry quietly every time I heard my parents' voices. I feel wronged, but I can't help choking, and I'm afraid my parents will hear me and worry about me.
I was young at that time, and I didn't understand why my parents could take my sister to work and let her go to kindergarten. Before my sister was born, I always hoped that my father would let me go to kindergarten, but in the end I didn't. Although I was unwilling, I didn't say it and kept it in my heart.
I was always so naughty when I lived in my grandmother's house. I hang out in the village with a few little playmates every day and come home late. The clothes I was wearing at that time were so thin.
Grandpa always rides a bike at that time, puts my warm cotton-padded jacket in the basket and tells me to go home.
And my place is different every time. When I was a child, I was playful and played well with everyone. I always go here and there, and always give my grandfather a good rummage.
When I was young, my grandparents made a living by farming. So I often follow them to play in the fields. They work and I catch shrimps. Just in summer, I will play on the small beach by the river, which is like a small beach. It rained when I came home, and I stayed on the boat with my grandparents. My grandparents rowed there, and so did I. At that time, for convenience, grandma brought her raincoat instead of an umbrella. I have always secretly disliked her raincoat, because her raincoat is different from other people's raincoats, and other people's raincoats have flowers and dolls. Grandma's works are simple and transparent, without any features, and they are not good at sheltering from the rain, so they will still get wet, so I don't like them very much.
Now that I'm grown up, I feel a little silly in retrospect. Only now do I understand my grandparents' love for me.
It is also because of my grandparents' love for me that I grew up so well.
I want to say thank you to my grandparents!
Love makes me grow. Composition 6 "Love is my wing, I will be stronger in the face of the storm ..." This song was sung by a girl in the Wenchuan earthquake in Sichuan.
Love comes from us. Love makes us grow and gives us the courage and strength to overcome difficulties.
The greatest and noblest love in the world is maternal love. My mother always bathes me when I am most helpless. I failed the Chinese exam. On the way home, the gloomy sky and thunder from time to time made me more afraid. When I got home, I was worried that my mother would ask me about my grades, but in the end my mother did.
I had to carefully take out the test paper from my schoolbag, presented it to my mother with trepidation, and stood aside, afraid to take it out. But my mother just frowned slightly, gave me a puzzled look and said slowly, "I know you are in a bad mood because you didn't do well in the exam." The key is to learn from this experience and strengthen the belief of failure.
Failure is the mother of success. Mom believes that you will do well in the next exam. "After listening to my mother's words, I was filled with tears of disappointment. At that moment, I really deeply realized that maternal love is not endless scolding, not connivance, but encouragement and spur, confidence and strength in adversity.
In the later study, the plan my mother gave me constantly encouraged me; When I was helpless, the power of maternal love spurred me. A mother's love is like a pair of wings, which has been with me all the time, so that I can understand and know more truth when I grow up.
Every time I take an exam, I will always remember my mother's teachings. Mother is like a bright street lamp, showing me the way when I get lost; Motherly love is like a hearty shower, which can bring me moisture and freshness.
In fact, the deepest love I feel comes from my mother. My mother's love gave me introspection and encouragement, and gave me courage and strength to overcome difficulties. Mother's love illuminates my heart like sunshine and moistens my heart like a drop of rain. Motherly love is great and selfless, always urging me and encouraging me. Motherly love will always accompany me to grow up!
Love makes me grow. The teacher is a gardener. She spread her love and care to me without reservation, which made me grow sturdily.
When I first met my teacher, I felt very serious. Under a gloomy black frame are a pair of dignified eyes, clean ponytails and elegant clothes. "I am your Chinese teacher and your head teacher." Suddenly, there was silence in the classroom. "I will spend three years in junior high school with you." There is also harshness in the voice. The students were stunned. In future Chinese classes, I will listen carefully for fear of being criticized by the teacher. The teacher pays great attention to the efficiency of our lectures, not only in her Chinese class, but also in other subjects. She will never let go of those who don't listen carefully. I remember one time, I was absent-minded in class and she found me. After class, I was called to the office and was severely criticized. Since then, I have been much more careful in class.
The teacher is very strong, so she is very strict with us. Everything requires us to do our best and do our best. Unconsciously, our class has made great progress in all aspects, and we are also growing through hard work.
The teacher is very serious. Every time he corrects his homework, he always patiently explains the difficulties and mistakes over and over again, leading us out of the misunderstanding. She always uses her lunch break to criticize our compositions one by one.
The teacher is very humorous and often tells us some jokes inadvertently to enliven our tense atmosphere.
The teacher is very enthusiastic and often organizes some fund-raising with us to help people in need and participate in public welfare activities with us. Sometimes I even think that she works for us silently like our mother. On the wall of the classroom, she posted stories and famous sayings that inspired us to learn. Whoever is sick will be with her in the infirmary. ...
The teacher watered us with her endless love to grow sturdily.
Love makes me grow. In just ten years, many people love me very much, among which my parents love me the most.
Once, I forgot to bring my textbook to school, so I was in a hurry to call my mother. Mother listened and said angrily, "Why are you so careless? I must not have packed my schoolbag yesterday. " I was also very angry, so I hung up the phone and rushed back to the classroom. Unexpectedly, after a while, my mother came in a hurry. Seeing my face flushed with anger, she also asked me, "What's the matter? Are you unwell? " My mother really takes good care of me.
I remember that I liked skipping rope very much in the second grade, and I danced very well, so the teacher asked me to take part in the skipping competition with eight other students. Speaking of the competition, I didn't get the place because I overestimated myself. I feel sad, as if everyone else is laughing.
Laugh at me: "Ha ha! You are so bad, everyone else got the ranking, only you didn't, and you dared to come to the competition. Really beyond your ability! " Only my parents kept encouraging me, comforting me and restoring my confidence. Although I think of skipping rope now, my sadness and sadness have long been comforted by my parents' love.
I got bronchitis when I was in the third grade, and I had to see a doctor almost every two or three days. Dad always takes the trouble to drive me all the way. Sometimes, for me, he runs out to drive me in the middle of the meeting. He was panting when I saw him.
Sweating profusely, he asked me, "Jun Jun, do you still cough at school?" It doesn't matter. Once, I suddenly coughed in the middle of the night and my face turned red. My father in his fifties struggled to carry me to the car. At that time, my father kept shaking at every step.
Next, it seems that all my strength is exhausted. After I came back, my father stayed up all night by my side, as if I coughed once, and his heart ached once. How can I forget his anxious and concerned eyes?
Before, I was a timid and insecure little girl. Now, I have become a big girl with a bright smile, calm and confident. This is the love of mom and dad, just like the nutrients that nourish flowers and grass, which makes me grow sturdily. ...
Love makes me grow. Composition 9 Today, our class held a special squadron activity with the theme of "Love makes me grow". My parents sat under the stage, listening to our touching stories and watching our beautiful talent show.
The first program we performed was Infinite Care. This program is a touching story. Every student goes on stage to tell how their relatives helped, cared for and educated themselves during their growth. Hu Shuaiquan hits first, and then ... it's always my turn. I was quite nervous at that time, but the thought of telling my parents my psychological words made me much more practical.
I said: One day in the summer vacation, my father took me to the Great Wall in Beijing. When I arrived at the Great Wall, I was scared to death because I was afraid of heights. In order to exercise my courage, my father pretended not to know anything, encouraged me, dragged my hand to the highest place and said to me, "You are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall."
Later, he lifted me onto his shoulder, and I huddled with fear. But watching my father smile and relax, I gradually stopped being afraid. After this experience, I am no longer afraid of heights. I am very grateful to my father. Today, I finally got a chance to tell my father. As I spoke, my tears of disappointment also came out.
The second program is a group singing "Singing and Laughing", and the third program is a talent show. It's time for everyone to show their talents. The first to appear is the dance team, followed by the art team, and then our calligraphy team. We wrote "Plum blossoms come from bitter cold". Seven people each wrote a word. We calmly took out pens, ink, paper and inkstone and showed them to our parents. After the performance,
We also expressed our deep gratitude to the teacher.
Finally, it's our class teacher's turn to speak. The teacher said earnestly, "Son, you should learn to study, learn to live, learn to be a man, and learn to be grateful." What moved me most was the teacher's words, which reminded me of my relatives around me, that is, my teacher and my parents. I am very grateful to them. They taught me knowledge, taught me how to be a man and learned to be brave. I grew up under their infinite care.
Love makes me grow. Composition 10 love makes me grow.
Love, spring snuggles up to her fantasy; Holding her tightly for a walk in summer; Autumn sings around her; Embrace her in winter and fly high.
Since junior high school, because the school is far from home, my mother will cook porridge for me every day, which is sweet. It seems that I have poured my love for my daughter into every grain of rice, and every grain of rice looks so full.
Every morning when I go downstairs, there is always a bowl of delicious hot porridge on the table. I'm used to it.
One winter morning, the sky was gray and the whole world seemed to be sleeping.
I just woke up rubbing my eyes and went downstairs, and suddenly I found something missing from the table-porridge. I'm a little confused. When I entered the room, my mother was still dreaming a beautiful dream.
Looking at my mother, I find that she is much older. I didn't notice when the wrinkles on her face and the silver silk on her temples appeared. All along, she has given me meticulous love, which permeates every gap in my life, but I take it for granted, never trying to get close to her, never trying to care about her, never.
Maybe this is my chance to make up for it.
Seeing that my mother was still sleeping, I suddenly smiled and crept into the kitchen. I picked up noodles and eggs in my left hand and a spatula in my right, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes.
After 30 minutes of hard work, I finally defeated two bowls of noodles and two eggs, simple. I am delighted that I made breakfast specially for my mother for the first time, and my heart was filled with a kind of happiness of caring for my mother. It feels really good!
By this time, my mother had already got up, and there was a surprise on her face.
"Mother pig, have breakfast!" I smiled.
It's a cold morning, a table, mother and daughter.
"My pig daughter, this egg is not ripe!" Mother took a bite and the unripe yolk overflowed. She ate with a smile, as if enjoying the delicious food on earth, and her face was full of joy.
"Mom, it's cold today, so put on more clothes." I said.
Mom paused, then nodded and smiled.
Still, a table of mother and daughter, but it's not cold.
Love brings mother and daughter closer together.
Love makes me grow.
Love makes me grow. Composition 1 1 In our life, love is like a bright light, which can illuminate your direction. Love is like a flame, which can melt the frost in your heart; Love, like the fiery red sun, can give you the strength to forge ahead.
Love between people is everywhere in life. For example: once you suddenly fell ill, your mother took you to the hospital; You want to go to school, and dad takes you to school; If you have questions and don't know how to write, the teacher will come to teach you. You forgot to bring your watercolor pen in art class, so your classmates lent it to you. There is love everywhere in the world.
I remember one time: it was a night when the north wind roared, and we were brushing our teeth and washing our faces in the dormitory, knocking at the door. Someone knocked at the door. who ' s that knocking ? Everyone is meditating. Teacher Wang opened the door and saw that it was my mother. She has a purple down jacket in her cold big hand and only a few thin clothes on her body. I soon understood what had happened. I threw myself into my mother's arms and said to her, Mom, I love you!
Love is great. With love, we can grow up happily, and with love, we can live happily in this colorful world.