The first volume of Chinese in grade five 19 requires more than 300 words.

The promise of love We all live in two kinds of love, the first is the kind love of our mother, and the other is the stern love of our father. These are all love, but the way of love is different! I remember when I was a child, every time I fell, my mother would help me up, then pat the dust on my body and ask me if it hurt. And whenever this happens, my father always lets me get up by myself. After growing up, my mother still loves me so much, while my father is still so serious. Sometimes it's cold-blooded. I remember that I didn't wear good clothes at school last week, which caused a cold and a fever of 40 degrees. My mother quickly took me to the hospital to see a doctor, and my father "k" me when he came back. Once I asked my mother, "Dad doesn't care about me at all. Did I pick it up? " My mother was very angry and asked me in turn, "Do you know why my father fasted every birthday?" I know about it, but I still shake my head blankly. Mother went on to say, "You had a serious illness when you were a child. When you transferred from Yantian Hospital to Shenzhen People's Hospital, Shenzhen People's Hospital refused to accept you. After dad begged, he agreed to invite you to dinner because it happened to be dad's birthday. Dad said at the time that he was not superstitious, but if you are cured this time, he will fast every birthday. " I suddenly realized that my blood was boiling. This is a promise of love. Dad actually loves me, but in a different way. Everything is for love. Each of us lives in two kinds of love. One is the mother's kindness, and the other is the father's strictness. It's all love It's just that the way of love is different.

I remember when I was eight years old. I go to my friend's house to play by bike. On the road, when I was riding a bike, I looked away. I accidentally fell down and my leg was bleeding. I bit my lip painfully and trudged home. When I got home, I splashed my leg with cold water, hoping to relieve the pain, and then I found some clean toilet paper to cover the wound. My mother gently took the toilet paper away. Gentle said to me: "It's very hot now, and the wound can't be covered, otherwise it will become inflamed." Go out for a walk and stretch your muscles. Don't always do nothing. I used to stretch my feet, but I felt pain. Facing the injury on my leg, I have no choice but to lean on it. I stood up carefully and walked slowly to the door.

I don't know how long it took, but dad finally came back. He looked at my leg and said to me coldly, "How careless. I have another big scar on my leg. Look at your legs. How is it now? Be careful in the future. Listening to my father's cold voice broke my heart. I went to my room alone and felt very painful. After a while, I stopped crying and vaguely heard a voice outside. My father smoked alone and sat in a chair moping.

Strict love and kind love are all love! (Shen) Different Love Each of us lives in two kinds of love, one is fatherly love and the other is maternal love. I have a kind mother and a strict father. My mother loves me very much, but my father is not so gentle and doesn't like talking to me so much. Therefore, my relationship with my father is not very good. I remember once, I was the fourth koala in the Chinese exam. I showed it to my mother. After reading it, my mother's eyes were bright and she asked me excitedly, "Is this really your test paper?" You're amazing! "My mouth smiled slightly and pulled, but I didn't speak! Mother touched my head and smiled happily. "Who is so happy! Oh, it turned out to be grandpa, "Oh dear! My granddaughter koala is great! Don't be proud, keep working hard, you know? " "Yes, Grandpa!" I should pull. Just then, dad came back to pull, saw the test paper and asked, "Song, it's yours!" " "I immediately stepped forward and said," Yes, yes! " "Let me see how the exam went!" Dad said. I waited, my face flushed slightly, my hands sweated and my ears burned. "I didn't do very well in the exam. I'll check it out. Some questions are very vague, because I know your level, I want to refuel! "Dad began to comment. I accepted the suggestion: "OK, I'll try!" " "Although the love of mom and dad is different, these two extreme arguments have the same starting point-love. Encouraged by my mother and guided by my father, I sailed hard in the boat of life. In the article, Buddy's parents love Buddy just the opposite of my parents' love for me. I have a strict mother and a kind father. My father's encouragement sometimes makes me dance with joy. But my mother's words can make me happy and jump to the bottom. When I was in the second grade, I got a hundred points in math. I am very happy. When I got home and handed this paper to my father, my father happily picked me up and turned around to put me down. My father said to me happily, "Dear daughter, you are so smart." I proudly put this paper in my schoolbag. It's time for my mother to get off work. After a while, my mother pushed the door and came in, and I stuffed the test paper into my mother's hand again. Dad came forward and said, "Our lovely daughter koala has passed the exam 100." But my mother frowned and said to me with critical expectation, "Look, you didn't write this word well, which means that the number is crooked and the number is not written well ..." In my opinion, your grades are not up to standard. "Mom's words make me happy. Grandma said to me, "son, don't blame your mother." You are strict with love and discipline. "Not long after, according to my mother's evaluation and comments, I grew up in some underage love and my father's kind love. I grew up like a boat, although my father. That is love. Inspired by this "love" wind, the boat I grew up is trying to move forward. (Zhao) Parents' love is a kind smile and a kind word; It is enthusiastic encouragement and strict requirements. I'm just like buddy. I also have a kind mother and a strict father.

Once, I did housework at home. As I did it, I thought: Mom and Dad will praise me when they see it. I heard the door opening, and my mother came back. I am happy to say to my mother, "Mom, I have finished the housework at home." Mom smiled and said, "Great, you are really capable." I jumped up happily and asked as usual, "Mom, when will Dad come back?" I don't know why my heart is pounding when I ask this question. "About 7 to 8 o'clock!" Mom replied. As soon as I listened, I waited for my father to come back. I thought: My mom praised me like this, maybe my dad will praise me even more.

Dad finally pushed the door and went in. I was so excited that I quickly said, "Dad, I cleaned this house." Dad looked at it a few times and said, "This table has not been cleaned, and this TV set has not been cleaned well." I couldn't stand it now, so I rushed into the room. I thought: Why did Dad hit me? I don't know why dad only finds fault with me. I understand now that my father's words are right. Only by listening to my father's advice can I make continuous progress. I have a kind mother and a strict father. Mother and father's words have the same starting point-love. Encouraged by love again, I will seize the boat of life and keep moving forward. My parents' love is two different kinds of love. Different Love We grew up with the love of our parents. I love my mother's kindness, but I can't stand my father's strictness. When I was eight or nine years old, something happened, which I still can't understand today. At that time, my grades were very poor, so my mother asked me to preview every day, but the review was only over 70 and under 80. The grades are very poor. One day, I waited in frustration as usual, but without those who didn't do well in the exam, my mood was better. "It must be in the middle!" "I smiled and said to myself, but I was not in the middle and I was in a bad mood." The teacher must have dropped it! "I said at my desk. But in the middle of the good, I read "98 points, third in the class." I jumped up, rushed up and took the paper down. After school, I went home humming a tune! But as soon as I got home, my mother shouted, "How many points did you get in the exam? Seventy minutes? " I said, "ninety-eight! "My mother said to me, what do you want to eat! "I was shocked. After a while, I said to myself, "this is too exaggerated!" This is my father coming up and saying, "Did you hand out the test paper?" Show me! "I showed him the paper for a while, and he crumpled it up and threw it on the ground, saying," Is multiplication and division also wrong? Where did you learn it? You are not allowed to eat today! "Later, I just know, this kind of words is my father deliberately said. In fact, he did this to get extra points, so strict love is the most important thing.