Excellent care (1)

The most precious thing in the world is family! Relatives give us infinite love, which is the light in our hearts, the warmth in the cold, and the hope in the darkness; The most grateful and rewarding thing is to give us life, let us come to this colorful world! Next, I will bring you an excellent composition of family care. I hope it will help you.

Composition 1 of Family Care

Lying on the bright nanmu floor of my friend's house, the sun fell into my eyes and felt warm. "It's really good, your new house," I said with sincere envy.

"Do you like it?" The friend's eyes were bright. "Then stay a few more days."

"Hmm?" I pretended to suck my nose regrettably. "No," I said with a smile, "there is no smell of my family here."

In fact, the house is only paved with dark brown and yellow tiles. After years of trampling, every step seems to hear the faint sigh of tiles. But looking out of the window, you can see the sea blue sky floating with clouds, and large areas of sunlight through the green leaves, and the mood will bloom like summer flowers.

The clear fragrance of flowers and plants fills the air, and it is everywhere at home with the shadow of my mother. Mother always sits upright on the chair, with a straight waist and a calm appearance. She took good care of our flowers and plants, and those bright flowers on the balcony began to bloom proudly in the morning. In the past, I never brought my classmates home. I wish the whole world didn't know our maze like room structure. But suddenly one day my mother called me. She sat up and said to me, "There is nothing to inferiority, this is your home. Remember, home always has the flavor people like best."

My mother's voice has always been ringing in my heart since the night of early spring. Later, I often calmly invited my classmates to come home, led them to the spacious stairway, walked through the winding room, and proudly led them to every place I know best. When we were laughing and making noise, my mother always stood quietly in the distance, set up a fruit platter for us, and smiled gently. At that moment, I realized my mother's thoroughness and wisdom to "home". I always feel that she is the support of this family, and let me understand that contented life is really a kind of happiness. Mother and the bright kitchen together, far away floating the mellow smell of rice, which tastes like a stream, quiet and indifferent.

The rainy days are circling around the old house. For the first few days, I could still curl up leisurely in the small blue sofa and listen to the sound of ticking outside the window, such as listening to the song dynasty poetess who were full of worries. However, with the deepening of the rainy season, everyone can only perform their own duties. The rain proof plastic plate rolled by the strong wind has not been repaired, so all the clothes can only be hung in the small indoor balcony, line up, and hang their heads sadly. When the wet clothes dripped all over the floor, it was time for mother to mop the floor. The voice outside the window becomes honest. Dad always smiles and moves the precious flowers from the balcony into the room as if playing, so as to exercise his waist. As a rule, my books are spread all over the table. They are piled up one by one, and then neatly arranged in the bookcase, so that they can survive the rainy season safely. The garlic hanging in the kitchen has sprouted, and the banana leaves have given birth to eye-catching mold. When Grandma came to visit us, she would pick it off in a good temper and use it to make dumplings with straight and sharp corners.

In those days, the smell of rain with the smell of grass, the smell of soap, ink, glutinous rice dumplings, celery, beef and corn porridge mixed together, and together with the smell of the sun in my sleep, wrapped my heart tightly. In the tired busy, I feel a calm happiness.

With love, a house can become a home and become clear and vivid because of thousands of flavors.

Composition 2 of Family Care

People have all tasted that "only mother is good in the world". I have heard this song, "When I was a child, I sat on my father's shoulder". I think it is most appropriate to send these two songs to parents all over the world.

My father loves me like a mountain. My father is meticulous about my study, but he doesn't have high requirements for me. As long as he learns extracurricular knowledge and what the teacher says, he will do. I know my father's personality very well, and I was moved by his greatness. When I was young, the sun baked the ground very hot outside, but he also bought me diapers. He had become a "black man" when he saw his father.

My mother is a master of housework. Every exam, my mother would scramble eggs for my sister and me, and told us to study hard, check carefully, and not be careless. My mother repeatedly told me not to make small movements in class.

My mother worked very hard, and talked with the guests. My father was also very busy. I remember once he worked until one o'clock in the morning, which made him very tired.

My parents are so grateful to me. I just want to use college to repay their love for me. I love them for their efforts! This is my call from the bottom of my heart. I hope they can hear it.

Composition 3 of Family Care

Home is happy! He goes down with the setting sun and comes out with the rising sun; He accompanied the harmony and warmth of his home!

Everyone's home will be filled with happiness, but it must withstand the waves. Yes, as long as you are willing to pay, there will be gains. As long as you are willing to experience, there will be happiness! Happiness is everywhere, but it mostly stays at home. At home, happiness grows in warmth, grows in harmony, matures in wind and rain, and is like a fish in water. Happiness at home is like a cradle for babies. It's like a nursery rhyme like the sound of nature. It takes us into the wonderful dream kingdom and travels there.

At night, the wind rolled and the rain hit me face to face. My mother covered me with a quilt and got up. She moved gently with the wind, danced quietly with the rain, and turned on the tap. At night, I was shocked. My mother rubbed her clothes with deformed bones... I saw, I saw my mother's tired figure; I saw the broken hair on my mother's forehead, and it seemed that there was silver light. I saw again that my mother's face was filled with happiness. Although the smile was not as bright as hibiscus, nor as moving as Youlan's pure heart, it also had her unique charm and unique general demeanor; I saw my mother's inner joy as if the sun was warm and pleasant.

Mother is drying clothes. On the eve, that disobedient bad doll, the coat hanger, seemed to hear her mother's voice and became very obedient. My mother rubbed her hands. My mother's hands became more red because of the long immersion in the water. How worried! I couldn't help shivering... I was shocked, and my father was watching! My father and I have sweet smiles on our faces. I think the night is not dim. The rain is not cold with the wind. There is a warm current flowing in exultation and joy.

I am bathed in the spring breeze at home, baptized by the summer rain, cool in autumn, tested in winter, the wind is quiet, the grass is soft, I can not help but fall into thinking, hehe! Although there are ups and downs at home, what I still remember is the precious happiness in my heart.

Home is happy! He accompanied our family through spring, summer, autumn and winter! He accompanied our family through ups and downs!

Excellent care (2)

There are many forms of love between people, and maternal love is the most sincere and gentle. It flows like a tide and is as transparent as air. Therefore, it is also most likely to be ignored.

And my mother's love is unforgettable. This happened yesterday morning. I woke up and sat on the sofa lazily. My mother also woke up. She asked me, "What are you going to eat for lunch today?" "Me? Then I'll eat cabbage, fried beef with green pepper, and apple vinegar.", I immediately stopped "Stop, stop, what do you want to do? What you said is good is not all 'strangled'!" I also made a gesture of "beheading" and said cheerfully. "Otherwise, I'd like some lotus root soup. He can just suppress your cough," Mom said. "No, definitely not! I hated lotus root and forced me. No, absolutely not!".

I fell down on the sofa in despair, thinking of lotus root, a nausea came out of my mouth, and I almost vomited.

Twenty minutes later, my mother came back. She didn't say anything to me and went straight into the kitchen to cook. I also ignored too much and opened the computer to play games.

Forty minutes later, my mother asked me to have a meal. I walked into the dining room dejectedly. Suddenly, the things in front of me made me salivate. My cabbage, my beef and green pepper were wonderful! Uh, why is there lotus root soup! Oh，My God！ After sitting down, I immediately hit the cabbage. "Bah, Bah!", My tears were already in my eyes.

Caring is a signpost and light to bless your smooth sailing.

Excellent care (3)

The spring rain is falling, as if activating every cell of mine. The breeze blew gently, as if to tell me the beauty of the outside world.

I am an ordinary grass planted beside the factory in the industrial park. Once, before the factory building was built, Mr. Xiaogou beside me would sing songs for us little things every day, and we would also follow the song and dance gently with the breeze. Just when we were relaxed by this happy and quiet life - nightmare came, I don't know which day, many workers came, many cars and some things we didn't know, only a bulldozer pushed my partners to, and only Mr. He Xiaogou on our side stayed. I don't know how long these workers have been "jingling..." here, and factories with dark blue roofs have been built.

That night, the tall chimney on the roof emitted dark black smoke. It's very pungent.

We were all awakened by the pungent smell of black smoke! Mr. Oguchi on the side was not spared. A stream of pungent sewage flowed from a pipe. In this way, Mr. Oguchi became ill. Because we all drink the water Mr. Kogou gave us. But now, Mr. Xiaogou has more flies and mosquito babies on his body, the color of his clothes has become darker and darker, and Miss Shuicao in the water has gradually become thinner, and finally Miss Shuicao died. Our little friends were not spared. Our clothes gradually shrunk and turned yellow, and there were more and more pests around us. Finally one day, the mother of dandelion on the edge let the children fly away from this terrible place early. Finally, Mr. Xiaogou became a stinking ditch!

Finally, one day locusts ate me!

Humans! You can kill me and my partner, but if you continue to do so recklessly, you will regret one day! I hope no more of my compatriots will lose their lives!

Excellent care (4)

A fiery red sun hung in the spotless sky. Under the shining of the sun, it was a busy street. A girl waved to me downstairs. Look closely. Hey, isn't that Anyue? I hurried like a rabbit, skipping to open the door.

The sweat on Anyue's hair is racing down one by one. I wiped her and asked her to sit on the sofa; "Which subject should I start with?"

"Hmm... Chinese!" An Yue thought for a while, "Dictate first!"

"Good!" I was happy like a little sparrow, but when I went to the room and bent down to look for the dictation book in my schoolbag, a huge pain came from my abdomen - the old problem had been committed again! It forced me to stop the action in my hands. I was frozen there.

An Yue comes in and asks, "What's wrong?"

"My stomach hurts..." I gasped and said this with my last effort. Then I sat down on the ground. I didn't know why, those small things that didn't want to win began to rotate in my eyes. An Yue helped me to bed and brushed away my tears just as I wiped sweat for her.

The sun is gone, but white clouds can be seen. They are like a piece of white paper, frozen in front of my window.

An Yue wiped my tears and went out. Soon, she heard the sound of boiling water. Two minutes later, she came in with two cups of water. She carefully placed the cups on the table, patted me, took two pills from her hand and said, "Dream, drink the medicine." Her voice was so soft that I remembered my mother's voice.

I did so. In the process of drinking the medicine, I saw her take out a package of granules from her pocket. I recognized that the granules were for stomach pains. Then her skillful movements surprised me. After I drank the medicine, I asked, "An Yue, how did you get it done so quickly?"

"Me? I have a younger brother in my family who often has stomach pains... So I will" An Yue was asked by me, and her original orderly movements began to get confused. "Look! I am embarrassed to be asked by you."

Looking at her back, my tears could not help coming to my eyes again, but this time, I held back: "An Yue, thank you."

"Ah? You're welcome, you're welcome." She was obviously more hurried, and her face was a little red. "We are all good friends!"

Care is a look; Care is a knowing smile; Care is a warm greeting

Excellent care (5)

"A grateful heart, thank you for having you with me all my life, have the courage to be myself, a grateful heart..." Whenever I hear this song, the incident always comes to my mind.

It was a cold, rainy night. I caught a cold because I didn't cover my bed properly. It made me catch a bad cold. Her nose was like being blocked by a wooden fence. She could not breathe at all, so her mother was very worried.

But it's time to come - I have a fever. My mother touched my head and frowned. Without saying a word, she immediately picked up the thermometer and took my temperature. It was really a fever. My mother took out the medicine box that was always available at home, found a box of medicine, mixed it with warm water, and sent it to me. I slowly drank the medicine that my mother gave me, and soon I felt more comfortable, and my mother's wrinkles slowly relaxed. But after a while, the uncomfortable feeling came back to my heart, and my mother's wrinkles covered her forehead again.

Seeing my expression, my mother asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable again?" I nodded slowly and felt uncomfortable. My mother covered the quilt for me and said, "I'll get you a glass of water and a packet of antipyretic stickers by the way." I nodded again with difficulty.

After a while, my mother took a glass of water and I drank it directly. At this moment, an idea flashed into my mind: if I pretended to be happy, would my mother's wrinkles disappear? But after a while, I gave up the idea. My mother's golden eyes could see through my tricks with three or two moves. How can I hide from my mother!

Mother touched my head again and said, "Wait a minute, I'll buy you some Chinese medicine. I'll come soon."

One minute has passed, two minutes have passed, three minutes have passed... Mom has never come and I am waiting quietly. Suddenly, I heard footsteps getting louder and louder, and my mother finally came back. Mother has a lot of water on her face, and I don't know whether it is sweat or not. "Mom, your face..." I asked, but was interrupted by a sentence from my mother. "Hurry up, drink this cup of medicine, and you will feel better later."

It was the bitter medicine I hated most, but this time I suddenly felt different. I thought it was sweet. I held the warm medicine in my hand and drank it all at once. My heart was even warmer.

After the cold was cured, my mother told me a truth, that is, good medicine tastes bitter.

Excellent care (6)

1. The full text is vivid, accurate, wonderful and tortuous, as if it has brought readers into the Happy Paradise, making people smile. The full text is easy to understand and interesting

2. The clue of the article is clear, the theme is prominent, and the poetic language at the beginning and end of the article is full of imagination and rhythmic beauty, which makes people want to read, love to read, and cannot let go

3. The two major characteristics of the combination of falsehood and reality are appropriate in detail... The content is richer and more vivid.

4. The full text is fresh, elegant, kind, euphemistic, simple and not vulgar. It is worth borrowing.

5. The full text is vivid and accurate, and the plot is wonderful and tortuous, as if it has brought readers into the Happy Paradise.

6. The full text is easy to understand and interesting.

7. The full text is clear, vivid, compact and interesting.

8. Notice the success of observing specific things and developing appropriate imagination.

9. The article blends feelings with the scenery, and is good at making the article vivid and specific by using analogy

10. The content of the article is novel, reasonable, smooth, coherent and natural.

11. The material is selected appropriately from real life, which is very innovative. The paragraphs are clear, the transition is natural, and the reading is strong.

12. The full text is fluent in language and free in writing.

13. Although the language is not gorgeous, it is extremely accurate, vivid, emotional and authentic.

14. The structure of the article is simple and reasonable. The author also has a deep and thorough understanding of the original text. The full text language is sonorous and forceful, which makes people feel excited when reading aloud.

15. This composition is based on novel ideas, wonderful language and lively. The fresh life breath and children's interest are revealed between the lines.

16. The article narrates the events of... in the order of events' development. The language is relatively fluent and the level is clear. It is enjoyable all the time.

17. The full text has a bright rhythm and fresh language. It is always full of humor and fun to read.

18. The full text narrative focuses on simple, smooth language, sincere and touching feelings.

19. The tone of the whole article is relaxed and humorous. It is funny and interesting to read.

20. The author is skillful in planning and good at choosing points to launch the writing. The ups and downs of the writing are thought-provoking.

Excellent care (7)

Shot 1: In the writing class, two students sitting behind me were whispering about something when they just started practicing new characters. I quietly walked over and heard that Xiaotian had forgotten his pencil box. Xiaoyu had just lent Xiaotian a pencil when he was in math class. When he was about to write new characters in the second writing class, Xiaoyu asked Xiaotian for the pencil back, Xiaotian didn't want to return Xiaoyu's pencil when he was in urgent need, so he argued.

Camera 2: In the morning, I walked into the classroom and found that my early classmates were reading carefully. Then, other students came into the classroom one after another. However, the chairs stacked on the desks in the classroom were out of harmony with the students who were reading around.

In some groups of three, the students on both sides came early and put down their chairs and sat in their positions to read. Before the middle students came, his chairs were piled on the table alone, forming a situation of low on both sides and high in the middle. Most of today's children are only children, who are regarded as the apple of their eyes in the eyes of their parents and the stars in front of their relatives and friends. The seed of "taking me as the center" is inadvertently planted in the children's mind. They can do what they want, but they have no awareness of caring for people around them. As a result, some children said, I can't stand being blamed by other students, and I want to hit him when others blame me. So, I have been thinking about how to guide children to care about others with the help of textbooks in class. When learning the text "Grandpa and Trees", when the students read the text well, I kindly asked: "What is the relationship between grandpa and trees?" "Grandpa has a good relationship with trees." A student said hurriedly. I asked: "How is the relationship between grandpa and the small tree?" "When winter comes, people put on cotton padded jackets. Grandpa knew that the small tree would be cold, so he put on warm clothes for the small tree. The small tree is not cold anymore." "The cold north wind is blowing, and the water in the river has formed thick ice. If you were this shivering tree, Grandpa would put on warm clothes for you and send you warmth, what would you say?" Some students said, "Thank you grandpa, put on warm clothes for me!" Some said, "Grandpa, you are so kind! I will repay you later." ……

How does the little tree repay grandpa? Another student added: "When summer comes, the little tree opens the green umbrella for grandpa, and grandpa is not hot." "Who do you like, grandpa and the little tree? Why?" "I like grandpa, because grandpa cares about the little tree." "I like the little tree, and it knows how to thank grandpa and repay grandpa." Others said, "I like both Grandpa and Xiao Shu. They care about each other and help each other." Seeing the children have entered the situation, I took advantage of the situation and said, "Yes, love is mutual. People who help others can get help from others. How should we care about our classmates and our class in life?" The students scrambled to raise their hands. "I will take the initiative to help her pick up something that falls on the ground." "I will lend it to anyone who doesn't have a pencil." "I will lend it to him if he doesn't have a rag." "I will hang the broom if it falls down." "There is waste paper in the classroom, and I will take the initiative to pick it up."

Looking at children's innocent eyes and listening to sincere words, I think children have felt the magic of love and understood that caring for others is caring for themselves.

Excellent care (8)

There are many forms of love between people, and the only one among them is Ma Haha's love, which is the most sincere and warm, and is more worthy of being treasured, but it is also the easiest to be ignored.

It was a day not long ago when I was curled up on my grandmother's big sofa watching TV, and the phone rang out of turn. I picked up the phone lazily, and my mother's voice came into my ears: "Come back right away!" Then the phone was hung up with a bang. I was confused at first, and then I panicked. I thought to myself: Mom is definitely angry after hearing this tone, but why is she angry? I haven't made any mistakes recently! No matter how I think about it, I still ran downstairs to go home.

In this way, I rang the doorbell of my home with full doubts and apprehension. Mother stared at me with her unique eyes of minus 100 degrees Celsius, pointed to the door and motioned me to enter the room. I crept into my cabin from my mother's side and saw several crumpled and smoothed notes neatly placed on the desk.

I was nervous. I just felt that the notes looked a little familiar. I seemed to have known them all before. I couldn't help looking closely at them. A scream of "ah!" was stuck in my throat.

It turned out that those notes were small ones passed to my classmates in class in the first year of junior high. How could I keep them until now? Although I no longer pass it on, my mother's angry appearance makes me unable to say that it was a mistake. My mother held up the note and talked to me endlessly. How could this almost become a cultural relic come out and become my criminal evidence! In my heart, I was totally unconvinced. My mother was angry with her, and I muttered silently: if people change, they will be told again. Are you bored? It's unreasonable.

That day, I fell asleep full of grievances and dissatisfaction for a long time. The next day, my mother took me to the shopping mall and selected several new clothes for me, all of which are cool ones I like. But even if I like it in my heart, there are only two words on my mouth, "OK". At noon, we came to my favorite restaurant. Usually, I would order a lot of delicious food that I liked. This time, I only coldly gave my mother three words, "Whatever".

My mother didn't care about my vexatious behavior. She calmly ordered my favorite dish. We were silent when waiting for the dishes. When the first plate was served, my mother broke the silence: "Xing'er, I'm sorry." I was stunned, shaking my head to feel whether it was true. When I was sure that the opposite side was my mother, I deliberately pretended not to hear and put the food into my mouth to chew slowly. When my mother saw that I didn't respond, she gently smiled back and continued: "I really don't want to quarrel with you. Every time I quarrel with you, I am much sadder than you. I just don't want to see you learn to be bad. Today, I came here to buy clothes for you because you said that you wanted the same coat as the beautiful clothes you saw on TV that day."

Clothes? I said something casually a long time ago, but my mother kept it in mind all the time. My throat choked at once, and the delicious food suddenly became tasteless and could not be swallowed anyway.

Mother's love for children is to be tolerant to us to the greatest extent. It is to be anxious and angry for you when you are capricious, but to give you the most sunny smile in the morning the next day. It is the kind smile waiting for you at midnight when you are anxious in your youthful and impetuous youth. Love is the love that can dissolve everything in the world.

Excellent care (9)

In nature, there is a wonderful thing that is colorless, tasteless, crystal clear and bright. It is water. Water is a precious and beautiful substance in the world. The poet praises it because he likes its valuable spirit; The painter painted it because it was as lovely as a girl; Musicians play it because the flowing sound is beautiful... It is the mother of all creatures in nature, and it is pregnant with human, animal and plant life. The roots of plants are constantly transporting water for the branches and leaves, which makes the flowers and green leaves so beautiful and moving; The blood vessels of humans and animals are constantly replenished with flowing water, which makes them full of vitality; Because of its collection, the sea has the miracle of life under the sea. Wherever there is life on the earth, it is indispensable. Water is full of spirituality.

It gives fish a lively sea, it gives birds the sky to fly, and it gives horses the grassland to run happily. Water is changeable. In spring, water can be changed into spring rain to wake up young plants in the land and make them grow faster. In winter, water can change into snowflakes, adding a thick quilt to the wheat seedlings to make them warm in winter. In the raging fire, water can become a hero who acts bravely for good. It stands up and bravely helps people fight with the fire devil... But once upon a time, the earth opened its thirsty mouth and prayed to heaven for even a drop of rain; The flowers bent down, their thin bodies could not support the withered flowers; Human beings are wantonly wielding the source of life... So, it became angry and roared through human villages and cities with overwhelming power.

At this time, people panicked. In the disaster, they finally understood that they should be treated well! As a result, the streets and alleys are hung with warning slogans, and the TV media shows the power of a drop of water. People woke up, learned to reuse water resources, and the factory carried out sewage treatment... Ah, the source of life, until now people really understand the meaning of these words, I hope we will cherish them together.

Excellent Care (10)

Nothing can replace my family's love for me. And their love for me is warm and happy.

My father is very strict with me, but no matter how strict he is, I feel that my father cares and loves me very much.

I remember one time, my father and I went home. At the beginning, there were dark clouds. My father and I ran home in a hurry, but we just ran a short segment of raindrops and jumped happily from the cloud mother. At first, there were only a few raindrops, but slowly those raindrops seemed to be addicted to playing, and more of them jumped down. My father, who didn't have an umbrella, was criticizing me for writing wrong words and scoring only 99 points in this exam. But when it rained heavily, my father immediately took off his jacket and quietly put it on for me. I felt sweet in my heart. I suddenly flashed out of the warmth and thought, "My father will catch cold if he gives me his jacket. No, I will put it on for my father." I quickly took off the jacket and put it on for my father, but my father refused all the time and said, "My father is not afraid to wear it. My father is strong enough to wear it himself." I had to put on my clothes.

My mother-in-law also loves me very much. She always takes care of me and puts all her energy on me.

One snowy day, my mother-in-law came to the school to pick me up in her thick cotton padded jacket, but I was cleaning on that day. My mother-in-law didn't know whether she could go to school or not, so she waited outside the school gate for a long time. When I came out, I saw my mother-in-law and ran to her. When I shook her hand, it was cold.

Family love is the warmest, no matter when it will warm your heart.

Excellence in Caring (11)

Growing up, we need love. Love enables us to understand that there is truth in this world, and it makes us more brave and firm towards glory and perfection. But love is not for creating beautiful scenery.

From the time we babble and babble, love comes from all aspects. From our children's food to our learning tools, all of them are carefully selected and made by our families, teachers and society. Overwhelming warmth and endless coaching have made us lose ourselves and only learned to follow blindly. The flamboyant personality has disappeared, and the number of docile faces has increased. Decades of years of asking about the cold and the warm have left us at a loss. Gradually, when we entered the society one day, we realized how powerless the beautiful scenery created by excessive care is. In life, I am most glad to see the shining green disappears after the wind and rain.

Only when we gradually understand the society, do we know that excessive care is doting. Can it breed plum flowers that "bloom alone in cold"? Can it show the strength of "big snow presses green pines, and the green pines are upright and straight"? The answer, of course, is no. It's time to reflect on this love.

In fact, life is like planting trees. The seedlings planted on the desolate Gobi Desert are the first to be plucked from their tender roots by the howling wind. Mr. Tao Xingzhi said, "It's not a hero who likes to sweat to go his own way, eat his own food, sweat his own sweat, and rely on heaven, earth, ancestors, and parents." In the new era, we also call for new heroes. Going our own way may be hard, but our forefathers have opened a bright road for us. Confucious was stranded on the road of traveling around the countries, still lecturing and preaching; Sima Qian suffered humiliation and discrimination, and still continued to revise the history; Cao Xueqin, who was alone in the poverty of Maolu, still kept writing. They have no tender love. They are accompanied only by the difficulties and dangers of the sword, wind and frost. However, they did not sink because of this, but became more and more frustrated, trying to fight in the waves of life.

Let's look back at the scenic line built with love. Under the dazzling splendor, our young people have become more arrogant and weak. Is it not enough love for the middle school students who indulge in the illusory space of games in the Internet cafes and the students of Peking University who end their lives carelessly because they have no way to work? Because love is beyond its limits.

Ai Qing said, "The laurel of glory is always made of thorns." On the road of growth, if there is love in the world of mortals, we will be more fulfilling and enterprising, just don't let love become a heavy burden of splendor.

Excellence in Caring (12)

A table of delicious food is parents' love, a cup of steaming fragrant tea is parents' love, and a few words of scolding including love are also parents' strong love. But what did I do for my parents? Did your parents bring a glass of water when they were tired? Did your parents hand you a towel when they were sweating? no On the contrary, I created too much trouble for my parents.

Never forget mother's tears that day! My mother thought that on an ordinary Sunday, my friends came. Oh, yes, Mother's Day plan! I quickly ran downstairs: "Mom! Go out for a trip!" "Why? Where are you going?" "Go out and play!" I only know that no matter what kind of face Mom makes, she will be happy when she comes back. Come to "Ziyu Pavilion" with the students. I took out my pocket money saved for two months and bought a small and exquisite mother daughter portrait. On the transparent glass, my daughter and mother sat on the rock, and I seemed to see my mother

Warm smiling face, saw my mother smiling at me, smiling so sweetly. I flew home.

When I ran to the door on the fourth floor and pressed the doorbell, my heart was beating so fast, as if my heart was about to jump out. The door opened, and my hands shook and handed the gift to my mother. Mother smiled. It was a smile with tears.

The love of parents is selfless, like a cup of strong coffee and a bowl of light tea. Have the world's children ever really achieved "care"?

Who said grass inch heart, reported three Chunhui.

Excellence in Caring (13)

People need love, and love is the most sincere beginning of communication between people.

I always remember that. One day when I came to a restaurant after school, an uncle riding a bicycle knocked a little girl to the ground. When he saw no one paying attention, he quickly rode away. I saw a big sister beside me who was not tall or very beautiful. She saw that the little girl's foot was skinned and blood oozed out. The little girl was frightened to cry. The passers-by on the road also ignored her. The elder sister felt sorry for her, so she hurried over to her and wiped her blood with the napkin she had put in her pocket. The little girl cried, "It hurts! It hurts!" The elder sister comforted her while wiping attentively, saying, "Please bear with me. I'll take you home when you clean up." After wiping, the elder sister helped the little girl limp home

Everyone on the edge gave her approving glances. Watching them leaving, I suddenly felt that my elder sister had become tall and beautiful.

"When we give roses to others, our hands are fragrant." When we care for others, our hearts will be full of happiness. Therefore, caring for others is caring for ourselves. I hope everyone can give a little love to help others and make themselves happier!

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Unconsciously, I am a fifth grade student. In the past five years, there has always been a person who has always cared about me and taught us how to be a man and do things conscientiously, but she cares about it. The teacher's care, she is a person of noble character. She treats her classmates like her own children. You always burn yourself like a candle to light us up when there is no wind or rain. The teacher has dedicated everything to us, taught us to be human, taught us to read, taught us to play games, and taught us a lot

How many times in the dead of night, you are still alone and constantly correcting our homework until it is finished! You are so caring for us. It's cold. Seeing some students wearing thin clothes, you immediately went to ask: "Is it cold, child? Do you want to wear teachers' clothes?" Your words warmed our hearts! Teacher, you have done too many selfless things for us, but what about you? You forget your health.

I remember once when you were giving us a lesson at noon, every one of us worried about you because you had a cold. But you still insist on giving us lessons. I want to say to you: "Thank you, teacher".

In this soon to end primary school life, I hate you most. Let me give you my thoughts and praise first! teacher.

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If our parents get old, please don't dislike their dirt. Think about how many times our parents have washed dung cloth for you. Please don't let them forget some of the simplest things. Tell you a story and you will understand everything.

There is a father and son sitting on a bench under a tree. The son has grown up and is reading a newspaper. My father is old and forgets a lot of things. My father points to the sparrow on the tree and asks, "What is that?" My son says, "That's a sparrow." My father asks again later, "What is that?" My son has said impatiently, "That's a sparrow!" My father asks again later, "What is that?" My son threw the newspaper at my father and shouted, "How many times have I told you that it is a sparrow!" Then my father cried.

Because when my son was very young, my father and son also sat on the bench under the tree. My son asked my father innocently and answered that it was a sparrow. After a while, my son asked, "What's on the tree?" My father kindly replied that it was a sparrow. When my son asked me the 12th time, my father said kindly, "That's a sparrow, a sparrow that can fly. Do you know?" My son nodded.

Don't we have the patience to teach those who once taught you to brush your teeth, dress, and hold chopsticks to teach you all your parents? Do you think you despise them like this?

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In daily life or work and study, many people have written a composition. Composition is a speech activity in which people express their feelings in written form. So, how to write a composition? The following is an excellent composition of caring and caring organized by Xiao Bian. Welcome to read and collect it.

Love is a kind of happiness, getting love from others is a kind of happiness, and caring for others is even more a kind of happiness.

Money is not everything. Caring needs the common concern of the society.

Caring is caring. It is everywhere around us. Each of us needs love, and there is no lack of love in life. If others give us love, we should care more about others, so that the world will be full of love!

Care is a kind of pay, care is a kind of dedication, care is a kind of virtue. Let's start from the little things in life, learn to understand, learn to care, and learn to be human. "Love" is the sail and "love yourself" is the boat. Only by pushing and supporting each other can we keep love and love forever.

Caring for others is caring for yourself, because only when you care for others, others will repay you when you need help. Caring for others is actually caring for ourselves. Caring for others is the premise for us to get others' care.

To be human is to be self.

"Caring for life" is a responsible attitude towards life; Those who ignore their own lives and trample on others' lives willfully are pathetic and hateful, because what they or they bring is sadness, pain, even hatred; For all life, we should have a "caring heart". We should not only care about our peers, but also care about other life on the earth, because their existence is closely related to us in the unique biosphere, and it is their existence that makes our planet more colorful; Caring for life, we should also pay attention to the way, the growth of life has its natural laws, improper care is killing life; Caring for life, we should say goodbye to all bad habits, stay away from things that will poison our life, such as drugs, and let ourselves live healthily is also a manifestation of caring for life

Boiled water is really a good medicine to wake people up. Open your eyes, look at the world, care about yourself and others.

When others need help, it is commendable if a person can sacrifice his own interests without hesitation, even if only a little, without the knowledge of others. To help others is often to help yourself.

Helping others is a traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. When a person grows up, he must have received help and care from many people. Everyone helps each other to form a harmonious society.

Friends are the seeds of friendship and warmth you sow, which will germinate and grow; It is the people you have helped and warmed that will ultimately benefit you.

Only pure warmth can warm people's hearts, and only sincere feelings can move others. The so-called help wrapped in money and interests will only be disgusting.

The real helpers are real heroes who help others to improve their own personality. They don't want to return. The perfection of personality is the highest level.

The infinite fragrance falls down, but the green trees remain. Because it is rooted in the soil of personality, silently offering itself, and gradually growing itself.

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The love of my parents is like sunshine, which warms my heart all the time; And like a gust of spring breeze, touching my heart every moment; It is also like a garden, which fills my heart with beauty and brilliance.

I remember once I went to buy pears, but the aunt who sold pears made a mistake in her busy life and gave me 5 yuan more. I felt like I had picked up a big treasure. I hummed a little tune all the way home to prepare for the good news. As soon as I got home, I said excitedly to my mother in a loud voice: "Mom, it's really good. The pear seller gave me an extra 5 yuan!" After listening to this, my mother's face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy, and said meaningfully to me: "Son, give the 5 yuan back to the pear seller. Honesty is more than 5 yuan. Don't let 5 yuan become a stain on your life." I immediately blushed after hearing this. Yes, how can I abandon honesty for such a small price. So I went to the place selling pears and returned the extra 5 yuan to the pear seller. The pear seller said, "You are so kind and sensible as a child." My heart was hundreds of times sweeter than honey.

Not only does my mother often educate me and treat me well, but also my father treats me well. Once, I dropped to 85 points in a math exam due to careless mistakes in word problems. I want to go home to meet the "bloody storm". But when I came home and told my father the score, he said, "Fortunately, I didn't get 100 points. What I want is the real score." Then he explained the wrong question for me. At this time, I understood that: a person's honesty, true score is more important than anything; If you have 100 points on the surface, but there are some small actions inside, pretending to understand, little by little mistakes will eventually lead to big mistakes.

The pen stops, but I don't know what it's like in my heart; My thoughts were broken, and my parents' words of love were constantly emerging in my heart. I must live up to my expectations and become a useful person.

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In the morning, wisps of sunshine penetrated the leaves and shone on my face. Look at the rising sun and the blue sky. I think this is the love of the earth. In fact, love is around you

Class is finally over! I can't wait to rush out of the classroom, but I ran too fast. I fell down accidentally. It hurts! The blood gushed out like a bead that had lost its thread, and soon dyed a corner of my pants red. I lay on the ground, groaning in pain. At this time, the teacher found me and hurried over to say, "Oh, why are you so careless?" Without saying anything, the teacher picked me up and rushed to the clinic. I didn't weigh much, but the teacher carried me to the infirmary at the fastest speed. The wind is whistling in my ears. In the vagueness, I can see the sweat on the teacher's face.

When I got to the infirmary, the teacher gently put me on the bed. The teacher was waiting for me anxiously outside the door. I think the teacher must be wandering outside. I kept hearing the sound of the high-heeled shoes. Ten long and tense minutes passed. The doctor helped me bandage the wound and said, "It's OK, it's OK, it's just in time." The teacher sighed when he heard it. I think this is the love I met! I finally knew why the teacher was so anxious to send me to the clinic. I felt the teacher's love for me.

I was held back to the classroom by the teacher. The students rushed to ask me: "How are you? Are you all right?" Some students handed me a cup of steaming boiled water. Although it was a cup of boiled water, it included the love of my classmates. Some students helped me wipe the sweat on my head beside me, and others reminded me to be careful not to run too fast. I think this is the love of my classmates I met! I am so moved.

Tears blurred my eyes, and crystal tears poured out of my eyes

When I got home, my parents found the injury on my leg. "What's the matter? Is it still painful?" My parents said to me, and I told them all about the school. Mother said: "You should thank the teacher. She helped you." Dad said to me: "Don't fall down again next time, be careful, don't let the teacher worry." The words of Mom and Dad came into my ears, into my heart

I think this is the love I met, including the love of teachers, students and parents. In fact, love is right beside you. When you are looking for it, you do not know that it is already in front of you.

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Love, everywhere, love, all the time; Lovers live forever in their hearts. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world. In this society full of love, there are many kinds of love, but only one kind of love can make people moved, that is love. Caring is to care and love the people you think you should protect.

In a winter day, there is one thing that I will always remember. It was a chilly morning. I went to a zither lesson alone and walked to the bus stop. Before the bus arrived, I stood and waited. There were several people standing beside me. The most striking one was the big sister. I began to look at the big sister carefully: she was wearing a long black head, a pair of bright eyes, and a navy blue dress. Wow! The big sister is really beautiful. A trumpet sounded, alas!

The bus came, and I was going to take out the citizen card to get on the bus, but I still couldn't find the citizen card with my hands in my pocket. God! It seems that I forgot to bring my citizen card, and I'm almost late. What should I do?: "Little sister, why don't you get on the bus?" A pleasant voice came. When I looked back, it was the big sister. I said sadly: "Sister, I'm going to take a zither lesson, but I haven't brought my citizen card, nor money, and I can't get on the bus. I'm going to be late!" My nose was sore and I wanted to cry. The big sister said: "Let me put money for you!", She pulled me onto the bus. On the bus, we talked very congenially. She said that she was a teacher of an interest class in vocal music and was going to rush to give lessons to students. I asked her which interest class in vocal music was the teacher. Her answer was unexpected. She was the new teacher of the interest class I went to. I was shocked

When we got there, I went in with her. When we got to the door, I stopped her and said, "Thank you, sister. How can I pay you back the money? I don't know when I will see you again!" She smiled and said, "Don't pay it back. Go to class soon! You will be late." I said "Thank you" to her again. She replied, "You are welcome!" and went to give lessons to the students.

Although this matter has passed for a long time, it is still deeply impressed in my mind. The spirit of this big sister and caring for others is so valuable. This spirit always reminds me to be ready to help others and be kind to others.

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The word "life" seems so simple, but it is so complicated.

It is like a seed. The wind carries it everywhere. It has no right to choose the soil. When the wind is tired, it will land. It fell into the cliffs, where there is no sunshine, water, soil, but it did not give in but more firmly live! Finally, after the waste of time and the wear of wind and rain, the rock became his soil. The wind and rain brought hope to it. It worked hard to rise, just to let its head touch the ray of sunshine it longed for. Finally, it has grown into a towering tree. It does not know how rich resources are hidden in its lowly place. It does not know that it is a precious treasure. It is respected by others. People try their best to see it, go through thousands of mountains and rivers, and do all they can to see a miracle of life!

The other seed is lucky. It falls into fertile soil. It lives a carefree life every day. Some people water and fertilize it every day. Therefore, it doesn't care about the world every day. It doesn't have lofty ambitions. It just wants to be comfortable every day. One day, the weed can't stand it. It tries hard to compete with the seed. The sudden opponent makes it unprepared, but it has no defense against being buried alive by the grass.

Life may be like this, it can be vigorous, it can also be plain; Can sink, can go up. Although you can't choose your own soil, you can change your destiny. There is no absolute fairness and unfairness in the world. Life does not bring death, it does not take it away, it falls from birth, grows, and dies. Life is like a winding stream. You are a drop of water. Do you want to flow to the sea or splash it? The road to the sea is doomed to be long and bumpy, but this is nothing. What awaits us in the front is the sea, the eternal sea!