Love is happy and selfless. It is everywhere around us. Each of us needs love, and we can't lack love in life. If others give us love, we should care and love others with our heart, so that the world will be full of love!
Caring for others can start with small things: for example, you help a classmate with his homework; You help a blind man across the road; When a classmate accidentally fell, you helped him; When free, talk with the old man & hellip& hellip; These are all expressions of caring for others. If you give love to others, you will be very happy. It is because of love that the world becomes so beautiful. Teachers give us love, their love is selfless! Parents give us love, their love is great! We should also learn to care for ourselves, learn to care for others and learn to contribute!
Love is a question of Hou, giving people the warmth of spring; Love is a look, giving people silent blessings; Love is a bright lamp, illuminating people's bright future & hellip& hellip; Only when life is full of love can our hearts become broader. In the years when I grew up, many others cared about me. Now I pick up a few waves in my memory and share them with you.
I remember in the third grade, I ate some unclean food in the morning. In the second class in the morning, my stomach felt very uncomfortable, and then it became more and more painful. My stomach was particularly uncomfortable. Suddenly, a disgusting feeling came up. I just heard a 'wow', and I vomited. When the teacher knew, she ran over and asked me what was the matter. Although I said it was all right, she still didn't trust me. She took me to her office and hurried to give me a cup of hot water to have a good rest. At that time, I really wanted to say thank you to the teacher, but the teacher hurriedly called my parents and was busy for me. I have an unspeakable gratitude in my heart. I held the cup of hot water in my hand, and the heat flow immediately reached my heart. I felt warm in my heart & hellip& hellip;
Another time, I went to grandma's house to visit Grandpa and grandma. There, I helped clean up, served tea for them, chatted with grandma and grandpa, and performed programs for them. They didn't know how happy they were. They couldn't even close their mouths. Looking at their bright smiles, I wanted to cry. They were old and there were not many days left, As descendants, shouldn't we give them more care and love to make them happy in old age? I think they must be very happy!
Listen: as long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world & hellip& hellip; This song sings very well! Let's love others with our heart and make the world a beautiful world, as it is sung in this song.
Being loved by others is a beautiful enjoyment, and caring for others is a noble and beautiful morality. We need the love of others, and others also need our love. As long as you observe carefully, you will find that there are many people around you who need your love. Each of us needs love, and love is indispensable in life. If others give us love, we should care and love others. Here, I sincerely call on friends all over the world:
Care for others and yourself! Let yourself and all the people around you be full of love! Let the world be full of love! Let the world be full of love! There is a respectable person around us who raises us with pure love and selfless love. Her love is that she only knows to give without expecting anything in return. This love comes from her mother.
I have heard such a story:
A little girl quarreled with her mother. Her mother told her: 'child, you are in junior high school. Your mother works for people every day, and your mother is laid off as a cleaner. You are welcome to pay attention to wechat: www 4hw for more knowledge content in a month. It's only 800 yuan. How sad your mother is when you get so few grades in the exam! " The daughter said, 'Mom, I didn't mean it. Am I careless?' children! If my mother is careless, they won't give me a penny! " But her daughter slammed the door and ran away from home! What a small thing, how many years of nurturing grace? Just drop and give up. The mother started everyone to find the child. At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, the girl walked by the river and hated her mother with tears. When she went to the front of a large stall and watched others eat, she stood there with tears. The owner of the hotel, carrying a bowl of noodles, handed it to the girl: 'child, did you quarrel with your parents and eat this bowl of noodles, Are you hungry? Eat it and go home! " The girl took the noodles, wolfed them down, and suddenly flopped down on her knees to the boss: 'boss, you are my benefactor. I want to thank you. You are much better than my mother!' After hearing this, the boss said, 'son, with your words, I shouldn't give you this bowl of noodles! We never knew each other. You didn't even know my last name. I gave you a bowl of noodles. You thanked me like this. Your mother raised you so much since childhood. How hard did you not thank your mother! " The child suddenly realized that he ran home and saw his mother fainting on the bed. It is the so-called child travel thousands of miles. The mother is worried, and the mother travel thousands of miles!
'think about your back, I feel tenacity, touch your hands, I feel hardship, unknowingly your sideburns show white hair, quietly your eyes add wrinkles' this familiar lyrics is written to the most common and greatest person around us - father.
Father, a strong man, his father is like a mountain, supporting the family. Without his father's hard work, there will be no happiness at home. The smile he gives you at home is the most sincere smile. He has to endure the pressure of making money and working, but no matter how much pressure, he always shows that kind of happiness and pride in front of us. When dad was most tired, he said, 'Dad! You worked hard! " When your father is most tired, say hello: 'Dad! I love you! "
Did you hold dad's hand? Did you see the calluses in his hands? Do you know how tired he is after work every day?
Talk back to your parents at home, quarrel with your parents and look down on your parents. Some students said, 'my father and my mother can't communicate. My father and my mother don't understand anything.' my parents raised us. No matter how poor they are, the most important thing they think is you.
Their love haunts you all the time, and you should know how to repay this love. Lambs kneel and milk, crows feed back. We must treat our parents well. Don't let others say that we pity our parents all over the world! On the composition of love: the taste of apples, your love composition 800 words. Sitting on the bus to school again, I opened my handbag. Several bright colored apples exuded an attractive fragrance, lingering in front of my nose, and finally led out tears. It was difficult to stop. In the hazy eyes of tears, I imagined the rickety and staggering figure & hellip& hellip;
Mother is not at home. However, grandma's house has become my boarding place. If it wasn't forced by life, I would definitely not go there. My grandparents live with my uncles and aunts. In my impression, my uncles and aunts are always suspicious. The eyes staring at you are really uncomfortable. It seems that they have been treated as thieves and prisoners. I seldom go to their house, and even want to take a detour when I see them on the road & hellip& hellip;
I was about to leave. My grandmother was busy packing up for me. My uncle and aunt seemed afraid of me taking more. They sat on the sofa staring at me and didn't speak. The depressed atmosphere really made me sick. Staying for another quarter of an hour made me feel a kind of physical and mental suffering. With a look of disdain, she walked into the inner room with her grandmother and closed the door. Only a sound of footsteps outside the door came from near to far.
Suddenly, grandma pulled me over, looked around nervously, opened the old box, 'baby, these apples were bought by grandma herself and haven't been willing to eat. Take them with you! I still have a few left at your uncle's, enough to eat! The days in school are hard. Don't lose yourself. Apple is a good thing & hellip& hellip;' Grandma said as she put the apples into my bag with a shriveled hand like an old tree bark.
'it's our secret. When others know it, it's my fault.'
'also, be obedient in school and stop being capricious. Oh, by the way, I have two new pairs of gloves. Here you are! "
'Oh, I almost forgot. You have to wash before eating apples. Don't be lazy and be careful of getting sick. You loved apples most when you were a child & hellip& hellip;' Grandma talked to herself as if she were immersed in the beauty of the past.
I can't help but tremble: Yes! I was raised by my grandmother. I vaguely remember my grandmother in the past. She had a surprisingly good spirit, surprisingly black hair and straight waist. She often pulled me to find my mother; Vaguely remember the little pillow grandma made for me. The little snowman on it is still smiling! I vaguely remember that grandma always hid the delicious food and stuffed it to me & hellip& hellip;
Among the many grandchildren, grandma loves me most. I don't know how many sisters and brothers were jealous!
But, in front of this person, or once grandma?
Black hair dyed by frost has long disappeared from the beauty of the past; The forehead is like a knife, which is no longer tender in the past; The slender hand is busy day and month, and can't find the smoothness of the past. Head, it seems to be getting shorter, one head shorter than me! The whole person suffering from illness has long lost his old look & hellip& hellip;
A wave of pain surged into my heart and immersed the whole heart. Grandma is old, I grow up! I can't take care of her as she takes care of me! She, as always & hellip& hellip;
Chewing an apple with tears in my eyes, my heart never stopped sobbing.
Grandma, don't worry. I won't wait until the day when "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the son wants to raise but the relatives don't wait". How can uncle and aunt's indifferent mountain stop the surging forward steps of the river of our love?
The taste of Apple has never changed, like when I was a child, sweet, sweet to the heart! 800 words about patriotism 800 words about patriotism 800 words about patriotism 800 words now, our life is very beautiful. But have you ever thought about the happy life now? This is what the soldiers bought with their own hot blood. The price is too high! Today, let's look at the past bit by bit!
In the article on the history of the war of resistance against Japan, I saw a battlefield full of fire and smoke. The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were covered with blood, sweating and struggling. Among the mountains and in the green gauze tent, the Anti Japanese guerrillas behind the enemy led by the Communist Party of China showed their heroism everywhere; Yanling team, the armed forces behind the enemy lines, railway guerrillas, tunnel warfare, mine warfare, sparrow warfare & hellip& hellip; It plunged the arrogant Japanese aggressors into the vast ocean of people's war behind the enemy. I also saw that the 'death squads' organized by the 19th Route Army accepted the instructions of the chief before departure. Then, the "January 28" war first burned in Zhabei. The 19th route armies responded calmly. I also saw the news that the Japanese army was ready to fire on the afternoon of January 27, which made people living on the North Sichuan Road