Parents’ love topic composition materials

Chapter 1: Parental Love

The love our parents give us is endless and selfless. But the love we give our parents is very little, so how do we repay our parents' kindness?

Whenever I have a high fever, my parents will stay with me all night long without sleeping well. They will give me antipyretics, wipe my sweat, and wipe me with alcohol. Mom and Dad take turns to stay with me, just like two people taking turns to be on duty, taking care of me. Before dawn, I was taken to the hospital to register. During the injection, my father bought me soup powder, and my mother stayed closely with me, looking at the intravenous bottle, for fear that something might go wrong. Look how anxious they are.

When it was my birthday, my parents bought me a cake, sang happy birthday to me, and finally congratulated me, lit candles, and asked me to make a wish. Eating the delicious cake, I felt like the happiest person in the world.

Every time I didn’t do my homework, my mother would urge me: “Daughter, you have to be conscious and don’t ask your mother to tell you to do your homework.” “Yeah” I reluctantly turned off the TV. Go do your homework.

I want to study hard, do my own thing, let my parents worry less, and think more about my parents. When you grow up, be a useful person to society, so that you can repay your parents' kindness.

Chapter 2: Parental Love

In this world, who has not been bathed in the love of parents, and who has not experienced the care of parents? I also have a father and mother who are always thinking about me and caring about me.

My father can best be described as a "strict father". He has very strict requirements on my study and life. He made a schedule for me and urged me to complete my homework seriously. In addition, my father often asked me to read some extracurricular books to let me understand scientific knowledge beyond textbooks. My play time was greatly reduced as a result. Sometimes, other parents ask me: "Is your father strict with you?" The naive me nodded vigorously to show that "very, very strict, not ordinary!" Now, whenever I face the problem after every exam, When I was ranked first and second in the class, I gradually understood that my father did all this for my own good. For this, I am so grateful to him!

My mother is a typical "loving mother". She was very concerned about my food and clothing, and always cared for me in every possible way. In order to let me eat well, she racked her brains to make some delicious food to satisfy my craving. Every weekend, without taking a break, she would start washing the dirty clothes I changed, and put the clean clothes next to my bed the next morning. Especially when I was sick, my mother was pouring water, delivering medicine, and getting up in the middle of the night to see if my quilt was well covered...

Parents' love is like air, invisible and touchable It's not there, but I can feel its presence all the time.

Chapter 3: Parental Love

My father is the boat and my mother is the sail, taking me to the golden shore in the distance; my father is the sea and my mother is the boat, taking me along. To the island of knowledge. My parents' love is an umbrella that protects me from the wind and rain; my parents' love is the sunshine that allows my little tree of wisdom to take root and sprout; my parents' love is the heavy rain that builds a colorful bridge to the world of knowledge for me after the rain. This is the love our parents have for us. This love is selfless and great.

I remember when I was four years old, one night I had a high fever of 39 degrees. My mother picked me up and rushed to the hospital. After waiting in line for more than half an hour, my mother's legs became weak when she stood, which made me feel very distressed. Finally, the doctor gave me an intravenous drip. Halfway through, my mother chatted with me and told me stories. When I got home, my mother paid even more attention to me. She poured water for me, helped me out of bed, told me jokes, and made me happy. He also gave me delicious food to help me recover quickly.

Since I entered the third grade and joined the dance interest group, I have to go to school for morning training at seven o'clock every morning. My father has to send me to school early every morning, and sometimes he has to work overtime at night. I know my father is very tired, but there is no fatigue on his face, but a slight smile.

This is the sweat, selfless love and great love that our parents have given us. This kind of love is like air, invisible and intangible, but we can feel its existence.

Chapter 4: Parents’ love

Parents’ love can bring us warmth, happiness and joy. Our parents’ love is indispensable. You See where I get my warm, happy and joyful love.

My mother’s love for me is encouraging love.

Once, I got a score of 95 in a math test. I promised my mother that I would get a score of 99 this time, but because of my carelessness, I made a lot of wrong questions that I shouldn’t have gotten wrong, and I failed the test. I was very worried that my mother would blame me, but the teacher sent a message to my mother on her mobile phone, so I couldn’t hide it even if I wanted to. When I got home, my mother thought that I must be feeling very disappointed, and my mother was there to encourage me. It's my mother's love for me.

My father’s love for me is strict love.

Once, I got 100 points in my math test. I thought my father would praise me. What I didn’t expect was that instead of praising me, my father not only didn’t praise me, but also asked me to do more exercises. I felt very sad. Unconvinced, I ran into the room without saying a word and started crying. My father came in to comfort me and said, "Dad, I give you this kind of strict love for your own good, because only the love of praise, not strict love, will make you proud." ". My crying stopped.

So maternal love and fatherly love are indispensable. Ancient people said: Humility makes people progress, and pride makes people fall behind. Inspired by love, work hard to move forward.

Chapter 5: Parental Love

Who in the world has ever experienced the love of their parents? Who has experienced parental care? At every moment, someone is giving love and someone is receiving love. Parental love can suddenly become warm when it is cold.

My father’s love is best described as “strict father”. He has very strict requirements on my study and life. Since I went to school, he has set a schedule for me to work and rest, as well as study. Plan, and urged me to complete it on time and within the quantity, without any compromise. In addition, he often asked me to read extracurricular books. Every time I ranked in the top five in the exam, my father would be very happy!

My mother is a typical "loving mother". Whenever I get up, I smell the aroma of food. It turns out that my mother got up very early to prepare delicious meals for me in order not to delay my class. She cooks for me as soon as she comes back at noon and evening, and she cooks delicious food for me in different ways during holidays. Don’t you think Mom is tired? Don't you find it annoying? This is great maternal love!

How much love have they given me, and how much love have I given in return? We must give a little more love to others, let the whole world become warm, and let every part of the world be filled with the light of love! Like great parental love!

Chapter 6: Parental Love

Parents are like a tall building, giving us silent love and making me feel bursts of warmth. Parents' love is the greatest, and they are always by our side. Parents' love is silent, but it can always be felt with their hearts.

One day, my mother took my sister and I to go shopping, and suddenly it started to rain heavily in the vast sky. My mother said strangely: "Why did it suddenly rain? Fortunately, I saw the weather forecast yesterday, so I brought an umbrella." We held the umbrella together and went home. Along the way, my mother kept pushing the umbrella towards me. . The raindrops fell on my mother along the edge of the umbrella. That's what my mother didn't say. Just look at us from time to time to see if we have been caught in the rain. The way our mother looks at us from time to time seems to be telling us: It doesn't matter if mom gets wet, but you must not get wet! That's when I felt the love given by my mother.

At night, our whole family fell asleep, except my father who was still smoking and watching TV. I didn't fall asleep either. Dad saw that my hand was not covered by the quilt, so he took my hand into the quilt. At that time, Dad didn't know that I had one eye closed and I kept looking at him with one eye open. This is what I was smiling silently in my mind: My dad is really attentive and cares about me.

There are many things that can make me feel the love my parents give me. Can you feel the love my parents have for me from my introduction above? Composition

Chapter 7: Parental Love

Who in this world has not experienced parental care? I also think about and care about my father and mother all the time.

It was a dark evening, and there was a strong wind outside the window. I finished cleaning the classroom, packed my schoolbag, and prepared to go home. "Crack-", there was sudden thunder in the sky, and it started to rain heavily in an instant. I screamed in my heart, put on my clothes and rushed out. As soon as I arrived at the school gate, a familiar figure flashed into my eyes-- Dad, Dad brought two umbrellas. My pants were all wet when I looked at them. My eyes are moist. Fortunately, my father didn't see it, otherwise he would have said something to me again.

The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Reward three spring rays. "Mother's love is like the bright sunshine in spring; it is like a stable and calm umbrella in the strong wind, protecting me from the wind and rain, you see!

There is one thing that has been buried in my heart, My mother didn't read much and could only help my father open the store. At that time, I was very naive and thought: My mother doesn't care about me except work every day! Is it useful to make so much money today? I bought my favorite fried chicken legs at home and said: "Zhiyu, come and eat fried chicken legs!" "I ran over and ate it with relish. I asked my mother, "Mom, you don't want to eat it?" "Don't eat, my parents' love.

As I write this, I feel jealous and sour in my heart. My pen trembles, and I can't help but shed tears. I feel extremely blessed that I have parents who love me!

Chapter 8: Parental Love

Parental love is priceless and does not ask for anything in return. We are always bathed in the love of our parents and take it for granted and ignore it. , one thing made me feel the love of my parents.

One time, my mother was sick, but I never knew it. I just wanted to ask my mother to take me to the kite competition today, and my mother agreed.

Just halfway, my mother's face turned pale, and huge beads of sweat fell from her face. I worriedly said to my mother: "Mom, I'm not going. You can go home and rest." My mother said kindly: "No, mom is fine." , let’s go.” I saw my mother was very fragile along the way, and I thought: My mother must be sick. If I had known, I wouldn’t have called my mother. Seeing how tired my mother was, I tried to persuade her to go home from time to time, but she shook her head and insisted on going with me.

When I got to the place where I was flying the kite, I flew it and flew it to the tree. My mother saw it and tried her best to take the kite down. Finally, my mother took the kite down. But I looked at my mother. My eyes were already red, and I quickly said to my mother: "Mom, let's go home." My mother insisted that I go home after the game. That day I won first place in the game, and my trophy contained my mother's love. When I got home, I saw my mother immediately walking into the room and lying down. She fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. I took a cold towel and put it on her head.

Although we can’t see our parents’ love for us, her love is always there, surrounding us like air.