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Micro-love is a sweet application designed for couples. Talk privately with your lover one-on-one, send pictures and gestures, let the other person know his mood, record important anniversaries, such as sweet first trip and their birthdays.

400 words of caring composition

Once, I went shopping with my parents. My mother asked me and my father to wait for her nearby. She went to buy clothes.

My father and I were strolling below, and I saw a little girl. She is beautiful, wearing an old school uniform, but she has no arms. She writes with her feet to beg. There is ink and paper in front of her, and a small red bucket full of money. With a brush between her toes, she began to write. She wrote four big characters on the paper: Happy New Year.

The handwriting is not bad I think she is so pitiful! I walked over without hesitation, put five dollars in the little red bucket, and then all the people passing by gave their love. What makes people angry is that there are always some parents who hold their children in their arms and leave at a glance. Without any love, those children have been adversely affected since childhood, which is not conducive to cultivating love.

This little girl has no healthy body, no happy family and no happy school. How much she needs our love and warm hands! Love, love, love is everywhere!

Caring for composition, about 500 words

Everyone attending the meeting is full of care, and the forms of care are different, and the people who care are different.

For once, I got the love of others.

At that time, I was still in a large kindergarten class, which was a boarding school.

It rained heavily that night, and it was still raining, accompanied by a cold wind hitting our building.

I was weak then. Maybe it was blown by the cold wind. I have a cold.

But I don't care at all.

I didn't realize the seriousness of the disease until I fell asleep.

At midnight, I have been coughing until the early morning.

This can worry the teachers in the kindergarten class.

As soon as it was dawn, the teachers called their mothers at once.

The teacher threw me on my back and took me to the city hospital by school bus.

On the bus, both teachers frowned. On their anxious faces, I seemed to see the sweat flowing down.

A teacher kept urging the driver: "Drive faster, drive faster." Another teacher asked me a question and put a wet towel on my forehead.

My aunt in charge of the dormitory took my temperature and covered me with a warm blanket.

"ah! Thirty-nine degrees five! " Everyone is on tenterhooks, and my pain hangs on everyone's mind like a sword.

Young and naive, I thought to myself: Why hasn't my mother come yet? Maybe I cough more. My mother knew that my pain would come.

At this time, I used cough as a spell to summon my mother.

I coughed on purpose, regardless of the teachers' feelings.

However, the teachers still care about me.

When I arrived at the hospital, I really felt the teachers' concern for me and my aunt's meticulous care.

Caring for composition 600 words

About love, love in the world includes affection, friendship, love, strangeness, love, love is subtle and cannot be changed.

When a person is kind to you, you will feel warm as spring. When a person says you are cute, you can't help laughing.

When someone praises you, you go forward bravely and are not afraid of difficulties.

Eben is innocent, please believe me.

When you are taught by your parents, please remember that love is for your own good at this time; When you quarrel with your classmates, please remember that there is love between you, and whoever is wrong should apologize; When you hate someone, please remember that the world is beautiful, forget everything and start over.

What we meet and what we have may all be illusions, but we all want to believe it, don't we? Happiness of friends Spring is as bright as a hundred flowers, summer is as hot and enthusiastic as summer, autumn is as happy as harvest, and winter is as cold as snowflakes. Remember, you won't know how to cherish it until it disappears.

Some people, some things, are fresh in their memories in a whirl. This is a fact, isn't it? No one can confiscate anyone's love, nothing can stop progress, and nothing is worth being sad about.

Some people never know themselves, some people we never know what he or she is thinking, and some people are just passers-by in life, aren't they? Meeting the right person at the right time is a lifelong happiness; Meeting the wrong person at the right time is a heartbreak; It is absurd to meet the wrong person at the wrong time.

The world is small and limited to what you can understand, but before you know it, there won't be only one, will there? Sometimes you have to have it in your life, and you can't always insist on it. Well, all sadness always leaves a trace of happiness.

All regrets always leave a perfect corner.

I walked through the dusk like the wind blowing to my plain, and I thought of you in the dusk.

The world is colorful because of love; People are amiable because of love; People get along with animals because of love; Students should help each other for love; Family get along well because of love, and the world becomes more lovely because of love! There is love-mutual care between friends.

When you encounter something in your study life, whether you are happy or not, find a friend to talk about it, and your mood will become extremely comfortable.

Get praise or encouragement from friends, and the whole person will be full of energy.

This may be the value of friends. Stobe once said that "wealth is not a friend, but a friend is wealth".

So friendship is priceless.

Dedication-in fact, in the final analysis, this is also a kind of love, a kind of love for society.

Uncle Lei Feng has made great contributions to society.

Oster Lavschi said, "The best thing in life is that when you stop living, you can still serve the people with what you have created." .

In this way, Lei Feng devoted his limited life to serving the people.

This is a kind of dedication, a kind of love, a kind of love for society.

Affection-is a kind of love, a kind of care that only exists in the family.

A warm family is the result of affection, which only exists in the family.

This kind of love can make you happy.

This kind of love will lead you to the right path when you wander back to the edge of good and evil, bound with your long-term defects and confused.

It can become an invisible force that keeps you moving forward.

Love is the admiration between men and women.

There is a touching story in China, "butterfly lovers", which tells a faithful love story between butterfly lovers.

Because of this love, the world's vegetable oil will never be exhausted, and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.

Every corner of the world is full of love.

Because of love, the world has become colorful and people have something to say. Let's treat everyone and everything with a loving heart and make the world more colorful.

1. Someone will take your new schoolbag; Your flowers in the rain put away your umbrella and someone will call you; You like to eat three fresh jiaozi, and someone gives you a bag; The tears on your face will be wiped away for you ... "I remembered this song that made me cry again, and my homesickness was dragged up again: Mom, how are you?" The spring breeze once again turned the willow branches green, and eighteen years of ups and downs passed quietly. Looking back suddenly, although the road is bumpy, it is precious because of my mother's company! Mom, how can I thank you? When I came to you, I wanted to harvest a spring breeze, but you gave me the whole spring! Remember the time when I was sick? When I hesitate to press the familiar number and hear the long-lost voice, I can't help myself anymore, and I burst into tears.

Regardless of the darkness and the long distance, you rushed to school overnight and accompanied me to the hospital.

That night, you and I kept infusion to 12, and fatigue carved several gullies in your vicissitudes.

Mom, how can I thank you? When I walked towards you, I wanted to hold a ray of sunshine, but you gave me a blue sky! The final exam threw me into a bottomless abyss. I feel disappointed, sad and helpless when I look at the terrible result. I dare not face your bloodshot eyes, nor do I want to look at your disappointed eyes.

But my daughter still didn't want to lie to you, so she told you.

There is only a trace of sadness in your eyes, but the smile soon hangs up. "Never mind, son, don't give up. How can people do everything well? Summarize the lesson well and do well in the next exam. My mother trusts my daughter, and I know you have done your best.

"With your tolerant heart, you swept away the haze in my heart, gave my daughter a clear sky, let me see the beauty of life and lit the flame of my struggle.

Mom, how can I thank you? When I walked towards you, I wanted to kiss a snowflake, but you gave me a silver world! How should I know life, the cruelty of competition, the bitterness of failure and the helpless sigh? Teach me to cherish life, teach me to care about others, teach me to strive for self-improvement and not bow to fate! If my daughter is grass, you are sunshine and rain, give me vitality! If my daughter is a fine horse, you are a vast grassland, providing me with a free world! If my daughter is a ship, you are the morning star, illuminating the direction for me! The willows outside the window are swaying gently, conveying the breath of spring! Mom, if you see a white sail in your dream, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason. It is a lucky boat folded by your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, just to carry it. ...

Write a friendly composition

Love is the sunshine in the morning, light and soft; Love is the moonlight at midnight, like water, shining quietly in the water; Love is people's pure heart, eternal.

Meticulous love is in the hearts of parents, although wordy, but sweet.

"Yawn" As soon as I got up in the morning, the air around me seemed to cool down, so I couldn't help sneezing.

When my father saw me get up and put me in bed, he said, "It's getting cold. Put on more clothes quickly.

"I just took out a coat from the closet, and my mother came into my room and told me to bring more clothes to school at night. I nodded and went to have breakfast.

At night, the wind blows harder than in the morning, and the mercury in the thermometer drops slowly. I quickly packed my things and looked at the clock. It was half past six.

"Do you have all your clothes?" Mom can't forget to remind.

"ah! Right. "I ran back to my room and took out my clothes.

Yes, I am an idiot. If my parents hadn't reminded me again and again, I would be very flustered at school.

I think it's meticulous love.

Love as light as clear water is in the hearts of strangers, though light, but clear.

Shit! It's time for class.

I can't help walking faster, but I can't run, because I have a stack of books in my hand, a thick stack of books.

"Oh, I'm sorry.

"In an unguarded moment, a little running girl turned around with me at the corner, and her notebook fell to the ground.

The little girl saw it and immediately picked it up and folded it in my hand. "I'm really sorry."

"Say that finish and ran away, I know, she also has something urgent.

Innocent love is sincere and beautiful in the hearts of friends.

I quarreled with my good friend, which really broke my heart this time. I cried on the spot. How could she break my pencil-box and lie? Until February 25th of 12, I received a gift that surprised me and moved me. The card reads: "In fact, I accidentally broke your pencil case, and I knew you would be sad and ignore me. I am afraid of it. I'm sorry

"From that moment on, I told myself to learn to be tolerant, and I also made sure that my friend's love will always be pure and flawless.

With love in my heart, the world will be beautiful from now on; With love in my heart, I can't bear to move forward even if I die; There is love in the heart, and darkness is always bright.

About maternal love, 300 words are touching.

Everyone says that the greatest, most selfless and purest love is maternal love, and I think so.

One morning, it started to rain in Mao Mao. After a while, it started to rain cats and dogs. The rain hit the window like a downpour, making a "splash" sound.

On this day, my mother took me to my grandmother's house, but she forgot to bring an umbrella. She put on my coat. Suddenly, there seems to be a warm current rushing into my heart. What is this? It is my mother's meticulous love for me.

Another time, the wind was cold and there was heavy snow. I walk to school with my schoolbag on my back.

Where's mom? My mother thought I was wearing less, so she brought me a sweater and chased me after me.

"Mom, you are shivering with cold, so don't worry about me," I said to my mother.

My mother smiled and said to me, "It doesn't matter if I'm cold, son, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold!" Hearing this, my tears flowed down like broken beads, blurring my vision. At this time, I was in tears.

I gratefully took the clothes my mother gave me and said "thank you".

Mom said, "You're welcome".

Another time, I got pneumonia and had a high fever of 39 degrees. My mother is always by my side, giving me medicine and rubbing wine. Sleep with the light on at night, and mom is still on duty.

I couldn't help myself. I cried.

Tears are like a car, carrying me, running on the runway of maternal love.

If my mother were the sky, I would be a bird flying freely in the sky. If my mother is the sea, I am a wave in the sea. If my mother is the universe, I am a star in the universe. Mom is like a fire in winter, warming my heart.

How great is maternal love!

Motherly love composition 600 words

Mother is a word that children all over the world admire; Motherly love is like a quiet harbor, nourishing our growth.

Motherly love is pure; Motherly love is priceless; Maternal love is great; A mother's love only knows how to pay, and does not ask for anything in return.

Motherly love is the first ray of the sun, warming us; Motherly love is an aged wine from Mika, which nourishes us; Motherly love is an endless book that guides us; Motherly love is also a swift river, endless, always with us.

Children all over the world, looking at the mother with gray temples, which one is not extremely sad? Motherly love gives us simple, true, stern and sometimes poetic love.

In a trance, my thoughts returned to my childhood.

I saw a busy figure, that is the mother who is working hard; I saw a tired figure, that is my mother knitting cold clothes for me; I saw a cheerful figure, that is, my mother was happy for my study progress.

Think carefully, in this life, when did I lose my mother? Whenever I cry, my mother comforts me; Whenever I feel like a lonely and helpless bird, my mother will open her wide arms and give me warm and loving breath.

Once, my parents and I bought a big watermelon.

When I got home, I didn't eat and my mouth was watering.

After my mother cut the melon, she gave me a piece of seed with less meat and sweet taste.

She eats a lot of melon seeds, and melon meat is not very sweet.

But maternal love can be very strict sometimes.

I have always had a bad habit of carelessness.

Once in a math exam, I made many mistakes because of carelessness.

When I got home, my mother severely criticized me.

But I know my mother is actually very sad, and he doesn't want to scold me, but only in this way can I get rid of my carelessness.

The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children.

She sewed and mended carefully for fear that it would delay his time to go home. Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer makes us realize the intensity and depth of maternal love.

Although we didn't directly write about the selflessness of maternal love, the silent maternal love was sewn into the thin clothes, just as the poem said, "But how much love there is in every inch of grass, I got three rays of spring." Yes, my mother put up with hardships and gave everything for us.

They don't ask for anything in return, but their greatest wish is to see their children healthy, happy and safe.

Motherly love can't be replaced by anything, because it is so warm and moist.

Motherly love is a cup of coffee, which can only be savored; Motherly love is a song. Only by singing with your heart will you find that it is the most beautiful song in the world. Motherly love is a book, a book that we can never finish reading and can't read thoroughly ... Motherly love is selfless and priceless!

The composition describing maternal love is more than 400 words.

Please accept my question. It's raining, and I think of my mother again, thinking of rainy days ... I just want to say sorry to you: "Mom, I'm sorry!" " "Sunday is the time for sketch class. You came all the way from the classroom to see me off.

But the weather was bad and suddenly it began to rain.

You pedal your bike hard, and the rain as big as peas falls on your face, clothes and glasses. Sweat also slipped from your face, and you were still riding hard.

I leaned my umbrella against you, but you said with concern, "Don't call me. You just had diarrhea yesterday. Don't catch a cold again."

"I was speechless and had to continue to play my umbrella.

When I arrived at school and saw no one around, I began to panic: Don't miss class today! My mother gave up taking a nap in class to see me off, but if I want my mother to take me home again now, isn't that fooling around? I jumped out of the car and asked the doorman.

After asking, I just felt like a bolt from the blue and almost had a heart attack.

It's terrible, there is no class today! I walked up to you and muttered, "Sorry, Mom, there is no sketch class today.

"After hearing this, you are still kind, thoughtful, and kindly pointed to my nose and said," I knew there might be no class today, but I was afraid that class would delay your study, you little idiot.

I will take you home again! I quickly said, "Mom, don't you have to go to work?" I'll walk home by myself.

"You said with a smile," you a person to go home, I can rest assured that the parents? Get on the bus! " I got on the bus as promised.

Along the way, the road was smooth and bumpy, and I somehow felt particularly guilty, especially sorry for my mother.

But my mouth is like super glue, and I can't open it. Even if you open it, your throat won't make a sound.

When I got home, I stood at the entrance of the building, watching your fading figure disappear completely in the vast rain and fog. I suddenly realized that you are so great ... and there is an unforgettable fire. The color is beautiful, but it is also scary.

But in the face of the fire, my mother is not afraid.

One morning, I woke up to find that the door of my house and the wall of the corridor were all black, and the air was filled with a faint smell of coke.

I was shocked to see this scene.

Later, I learned what happened last night through my neighbors and my mother.

Last night, the switch on the first floor suddenly stopped and struck a light.

Soon, the fire broke out.

The fire burned wantonly and smoke billowed.

Here comes the fire truck. Knock on the door to evacuate the crowd.

At this time, my mother woke up, too. When he found out that there was a fire outside, his first reaction was to wake me up while I was sleeping.

But because I just finished dancing class and was very tired, I slept like a log.

No matter how my mother screams and pushes, she just can't wake me up.

My mother wants to run with me, but I am too heavy, which is far beyond my mother's ability.

So, my mother made up her mind to stop running and stayed with me.

Mother soaked two towels, covering my nose and mouth and herself.

My mother held me like this, without thinking that I was waiting for the arrival of life.

Fortunately, the firemen put out the fire at the critical moment, and my mother and I were saved! Mother described the composition lightly, as if she didn't take the fire at night seriously at all.

But at this moment, I can't listen anymore, and tears blur my vision.

In a flash, I felt a warm feeling flowing in my heart.

What power can keep mother from shrinking in the face of blazing fire? What power can make my mother face the danger of death and accompany me to face the fire? I think this may be maternal love.

Simple but tearful.

There is a saying that blood is thicker than water, which is true after all.

The power of maternal love is great, that is, the mother is brave in the face of fire.

Actually, my mother can put me down and run for her life alone.

But she didn't.

In do or die, let my mother hold me and give me strength.

Escape is human instinct, but we can only give in before selfless maternal love.

Motherly love is a kind of strength, a kind of belief and a kind of responsibility.

It is true that "only mothers are good in the world". When you are injured or in danger, mother will open her arms, give you strength and give you warmth.

A friend in need is a true friend, and a mother who talks at ordinary times will be fearless in front of the fire, probably because of that thick maternal love! Once upon a time, I looked up at my young face and said to my mother, "I want to travel around the world with singing."

"Mother just smiled without a word, standing alone in the wind, thoughtfully looking at the white dandelion flying in the sky.

My mother told me that she knew my dream was far away, and the farthest star in the sky was always my destination.

She said that she would always support me.

At that time, my heart was only vaguely aware of my mother's understanding, but at that time I was young and ignorant, but I never realized my mother's reluctance and pity when she spoke.

Time has lengthened my figure, and when I grow up, I have re-examined everything about my mother: when the sun dispels the remnants of the night, when the sunset is swallowed up by the hazy horizon, my mother walks quickly on the path in the field with farm tools on her back, and neither light nor darkness can stop her footsteps; When the sky is full of stars, my classmates and I are playing and chasing under the moon, my mother is knitting her love into my sweater one by one; On a cold winter day, when I was laughing by the fire in a warm down jacket, my mother was scrubbing clothes with her swollen hands in cold water. ..... So, my heart was deeply touched and hurt. At this moment, I began to wonder, is my dream far away? Can I still travel around the world singing? "Thanksgiving"! Rational thinking gives me sacred life.

However, should I stay with my mother and let her enjoy her family? Or break out of your own world first, and then let your mother enjoy the rest of her life? The morning sun has risen slowly, and it is a new day.

I rearranged my thoughts and asked me rationally, "How can you repay me if you don't have a solid arm?" ? You don't have the ability to survive, how dare you repay me? You don't have any capital, how can you repay your mother's kindness ... "I still can't take it easy. I am ashamed that I didn't know how to repay kindness when I was young, and I am more confused and now I know how to repay kindness.

At this point, my mother said that she wanted me to forge a pair of hard wings. ...

The composition about love, 600 words, be quick! Come on! ! Come on! ! !

Fish can't live without water; Birds cannot live without the sky; Without love, human beings can't live.

There are many kinds of love: sincere love between classmates, selfless love between teachers and students; Subtle love between mother and daughter.

There is a kind of love, which is the goal of our life and the driving force to inspire us to go up. That kind of love is maternal love! My mother has done too much for me and paid too much.

There is one thing that makes me burst into tears when I think about it: one autumn, my mother caught a bad cold and it rained heavily one day. I forgot to bring my umbrella. Seeing my classmates coming home with umbrellas, talking and laughing, I was desperate to the extreme and decided to be a "drowned rat".

At this time, a familiar figure appeared at the school gate-it was mom! She stood weakly outside the school gate with an umbrella, and I rushed to my mother.

We talked and laughed all the way.

But something unexpected happened: my mother came home with a high fever and stayed there for several days, and my father was on a business trip again.

However, my mother has always let me concentrate on my studies and not distract me.

How selfless maternal love is! Mom will be by your side when you need help most.

Therefore, there is an annual "Mother's Day".

Every mother's day, I spend it with my mother. What I remember vividly is Mother's Day the year before last.

That night, my mother and I sat on the sofa, talking heart to heart and communicating with each other. I told my mother what I thought, and my mother told me: interesting things about my childhood and her childhood.

At that moment, I knew that my mother had paid so much for me. He spent most of his energy on me and worked hard for me! So, I immediately brought a basin of hot foot washing water prepared by my mother from the bathroom. I want to wash my mother's feet once.

I still remember clearly that my mother was surprised.

I put my mother's feet in hot water, soaked them in water, and then pressed them lower with my hands.

"How hard is it?" I quickly touched my heel with my hand. What? Ah, fat.

Mom's feet are covered with a thick layer of fat! Suddenly, my tears fell like broken beads.

As soon as my mother saw it, she quickly helped me up and sat me on the sofa.

He looked at me with calm eyes.

In an instant, he held me tightly in his arms again.

Then, tell me: don't cry, this is what mothers should do.

So, my mother helped me dry my tears, and I leaned against my mother's arms.

We talked about my childhood.

That mother's day, let me know what my mother did for me.

Let me love my mother more.

I have maternal love and I have motivation; I have maternal love, and I know happiness; I have maternal love, and I want to fight the Wan Li sky like an eagle! Motherly love is selfless and ubiquitous. I want to savor it, repay my mother and understand it!

Write a 500-word composition about love.

In our life, we tell the story of caring between people. Suppose we are a family. Up and down, young and old are more considerate and meticulous.

Once, when I came back from learning English, my mother came to pick me up by battery car. As soon as I entered Zhuhai Road, I only heard a "squeak", and then the rear wheel of the bicycle lost its balance and the whole body was distorted.

I was shocked: "Mom, stop the car, the rear tire of the car has burst!" " "But my mother didn't seem to hear me and drove casually. Of course, her feet are no longer so leisurely, but she has been staring at the pedal and running the battery car.

The battery car screamed and screamed.

"mom! Stop the car! " But my mother seems to have become a heart of stone, too, just riding on her high horse.

Listening to the pain, I can't stand it anymore: "Mom, are you crazy?" Don't stop! " "Mom finally spoke:" Alas, it has stopped. There is no village in front and no shop behind, so it can't be repaired.

Parking cart. There is still a long way to go. Can you stand it? Let's ride! "My mother was so tired that she was sweating, panting and pedaling her bike with difficulty.

Mom would rather be tired and wronged by her car than make me tired and miserable! Although this is a small thing in life, I deeply feel my mother's concern and love for me.

Under the care of my parents, I became more and more sensible and learned to care about them.

Since winter, I have always been the first to get up every morning and make breakfast for my family.

Once, I got up at half past five.

I went downstairs to do personal hygiene, and then began to cook porridge.

I take my family's shoes and socks to the stove to dry, so that they will feel warm.

After the porridge is cooked, I put it in the pot, cover it, take out my share and eat it, then go to school by bike.

Our family can be regarded as a typical warm family. At the dinner table, mom and dad often help grandma with food.

When going out, grandma and grandma often say, walk slowly and be careful! People are happy because they care!

Write a 300-word composition about love.

what is love ? Love is when my mother is tired and I press * * * for her.

Love is that I am sick and my mother takes good care of me.

Once I had a fever and called my mother to take me home.

When I got home, my mother asked me to take medicine first, then let me lie on the bed and cover me with a thick quilt to cover my sweat.

My mother said that I have always been in good health. I don't need an injection first. I will take some medicine to cover my sweat and then go to bed. If it's not good, I'll have an injection.

I was lying in bed with my mother telling me stories.

I fell asleep at night, and my mother was still by my side. She took my temperature every few hours.

The next morning, I woke up and saw my mother sitting by the bed looking at me and gently saying, "I don't have a fever anymore, so I don't need an injection."

"Mom is busy for us every day. She is tired, and I will put my tender little hand on her shoulder for her.

Mom says my hands are strong and comfortable.

I love my mother! My mother cares for my growth with her great and selfless love! I want to repay her with my love!

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