Excellent composition of love story

Love story 1 What is love? I can't interpret its profound connotation with my existing knowledge, but I know that love is an emotion and love is selfless dedication.

It happened in a cold winter, when the north wind was blowing, and the rain fell with gray snow particles. I wandered around the school gate. Just then, my head teacher, xu teacher, came by bike. Surprised, he asked, "Why don't you go home in this cold?" ? You'll catch a cold! I looked down and said timidly, "Mom works overtime today, so I'll wait for her here." Xu teacher couldn't help talking, so he took off his coat and put it on for me. He repeatedly said, "It's so cold. Get in the car and I'll take you home. "The wind keeps blowing and the snow is getting bigger and bigger. The teacher is struggling with the wind and snow. The car rides more slowly, but the teacher's face is getting redder and redder, his lips are white and his body is still shaking. It suddenly occurred to me that Mr. Xu was still running a fever in the afternoon, and I quickly asked, "Teacher, are you cold?" "? Are you in good health? "xu teacher turned around and smiled at me reluctantly and said," Nothing. " . When the teacher sent me home, it was already 7 pm. His head and clothes were covered with thick snowflakes. Looking at his disappearing back, my nose was sour, and two lines of tears involuntarily flowed out. Isn't this the most sincere love in the world? Xu teacher is an ordinary person. He selflessly dedicated his love to his students. He cultivated in the garden of the motherland with painstaking efforts and wisdom. Like a burning candle, he lit himself and lit us up.

Once, I finished my class and it rained cats and dogs. Although we brought an umbrella, the rain was too heavy, and it was shared by two people, so we couldn't stop the wind and rain at all! While I was hesitating, my mother took me into the endless rain curtain.

In the rain, I thought I would become a "soaked chicken", but my pants were just a little wet. I looked at my umbrella and found that it was basically for me. I pushed the umbrella to my mother and said, "Mom, the umbrella is crooked." Mom said, "it's not crooked, it should be like this." Put it in the middle and it will be awkward. " I said, "but if you lean on my side, you will catch a cold!" " "Mom smiled and said," lovely, mom is an athlete. It doesn't matter. If you get sick with a cold, it will make you feel worse than me. "I listened, my heart was warm, and I felt a warm current flowing in my heart.

When I finally got home, my mother's clothes were soaked, but her trouser legs were a little wet, and my heart was very uncomfortable. In the evening, my mother caught a cold and I felt very sorry for her. In my room, tears were falling and my mother found me. She came to comfort me: "honey, mom is in good health and will be fine in a few days." After listening to my mother, I cried even more sadly. I sang softly in my heart, "Only mother is good in the world. A child with a mother is like a treasure. If you throw it into her arms, where can you find happiness? "

In a poor village, there lived a father and son. Their father's name was Bell and their son's name was Beipu. Although they are poor, they have love.

One day, Beibei came home sadly. Bell comforted him and asked, "What happened to the child? Bepp said gloomily, "My classmates all say that I am an orphan who is unwanted and has no mother. Dad, where is my mother! Where's mom! Bell didn't speak and left.

The next day, it was a weekend. Bell took Bepp to the seaside. Bell looked at the sea affectionately, as if looking for someone. "Dad, who are you looking for?" Bepp asked. Bell replied, "I'm looking for your mother. Aren't you looking for her?" Babe also looked at the sea, but there was no end in sight, let alone found her mother. Suddenly, Bell pushed Beppe away, and a big stone fell from the sky, just hitting Bell. He fainted and Beppe froze. He kept calling Bell, "Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad." Bell woke up and said to Bepp in confusion, "Son, I'm going to find my mother. You have to protect your body, and mom and dad can rest assured. " With that, he died.

Beipu is very sad. Zeus saw it and understood the situation. He took Beipu to a beautiful place, turned Beipu into an angel, and named this beautiful place Angel Jungle. Beipu is the future of Lahore.

I have a kind grandmother. When I mention her, I feel indescribable excitement and pride. Jingle bell ... I was awakened by the hurried alarm clock. Look out the window, it's still a little dark; Look at the watch again, yeah! It's six forty-five, and I'm going to be late for school. It's too late to eat spicy food. I can only drink some hot water in the morning and starve myself, I think helplessly. At that time, my stomach growled. Suddenly, the door opened. When I saw it, it was grandma. She panted with an iron bowl: "Wei Wei, you didn't answer my phone just now." I knew you didn't get up. " I made an omelet specially for you. Eat it quickly! "I took an omelet in one hand and ate it three times without thinking. Grandma smiled with relief and said, "Is it delicious? I can do it for you every day. "Then, she took me to school with a tricycle. She rode very fast all the way. After a while, she turned to me and asked, "Is it cold?" I jokingly said, "It's cold, I'm freezing to death. "

"Cold, to get dressed. If I ride fast, I shouldn't be late. " "It's neither cold nor cold, just kidding you." I looked at grandma's back and was deeply moved. You know, my grandmother has arthritis in her leg, so riding a bike must be very painful. My grandmother is so kind to me! One day at noon, I heard that my grandmother was ill, and I was very anxious. I have been thinking about my grandmother all afternoon. Finally, after class was over, I flew to my grandmother's house and wiped her hair. Ah, it's too hot. I dropped my schoolbag and bought a watermelon outside. When I came back, I was already sweating profusely. I don't care that much. Let grandpa cut the watermelon in half quickly, and then feed it to grandma spoonfuls. Seeing grandma better, the stone in my heart finally fell to the ground. Although these are small things, they are all expressions of love between my grandmother and me.

One day, I forgot my homework. That day, it rained heavily ... underground. I made a phone call and asked my dad to deliver it.

At noon, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, as if falling directly from the sky. You only need to stand out for a few seconds, and you will get soaked. I thought to myself: I'm afraid dad won't send it in such bad weather. After class, I was worried that I couldn't hand in my homework and wandered around the corridor listlessly. Suddenly, I found a familiar figure standing in front of the door. Take a closer look, ah! It's dad. I rushed to the gate at once. I saw beads of rain as big as beans dripping down my father's face, and he always kept a regular smile on his face. Dad carefully took out a plastic bag from his bag and said, "Baby, here, your homework." I took over my homework and found my father soaked to the skin. I stood at the door, watching my father's gradually blurred figure in the rain, and my eyes suddenly became wet. I was deeply moved by this moment, and my father braved the heavy rain to send me homework.

After school, I just stood at the door of the class and stared at the door, as if I could still see the figure. I will always remember the moment when my father was soaked to the skin.

Love Story Excellent Composition 6 "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure …" Listening to this childhood favorite song, I can't help but think of it again.

It was a winter afternoon. I just finished taking a nap. Seeing the sunshine outside, I want to go out to play. I didn't even tell my mother who was sleeping in the house. I roller-skate in the park and play with it. My accidentally slipped shoes caused me trouble. It made my knee hit the edge next to the flower bed, and I was bleeding. At that time, I was very young and didn't know how to deal with the bleeding. I just cried there. Before I knew it, it was dark and raining. The rain washed my knee, which made it hurt more. Crying and crying, I fainted in the rain. I vaguely saw my mother's figure. She was wearing thin clothes and looking for me in the rain with an umbrella. ...

When I woke up, I was already lying at home, with a needle in my hand and infusion. I looked at my mother beside me. Ah, my mother is also infusion. After a while, my mother woke up and said, "Xiaomei, my mother is sorry!" " I came to see you so late and let you get caught in the rain for so long, alas ... ""Mom, don't say that. I bothered you, but I feel sorry for you. You have a fever. You are sicker than me. "

Somehow, when I was young, I was able to say such a thing about my mother, probably because our mother and daughter loved each other deeply! It's been many years, and it's still so tasteful and clear in retrospect.

Some people say that maternal love is as deep as the sea. I didn't realize it until I experienced it myself. Mothers' love is deep, and their love for their children is delicate. The affection between mother and daughter is irreplaceable. My mother loves me, and I love her deeply.

Love story excellent composition 7 Love is everywhere around me: the love of elders, teachers and friends ... but what moves me most is maternal love.

If father loves a mountain, then mother's love is like heaven.

Once, I only got 80 points because of my bad attitude in the exam. When I got home, I was afraid to face my mother. My mother is a very strict person with me. Other people's mothers are satisfied as long as they get more than 90%, but my mother must get more than 95%. It's strange that I didn't get scolded for failing the exam this time. My grades are like the weather, and I am the weatherman. If it is sunny with good grades, my mother will be very happy; Poor grades are like rainy days; If the grades are ok, but you can get high marks, it will be like a cloudy day. It looks like rain this time! After a while, my mother came back. I timidly walked up to her and took out my test paper. I thought my mother would scold me severely, but she seriously said to me, "It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam, but you must work hard." It's all over, so I won't talk about you. "

Suddenly, I was shocked. I thought: My mother worked hard for me every day, and she should be relaxed when she came back, but I still put pressure on him. It's really wrong I must let my mother relax and meet her requirements in the exam!

From that day on, I began to study hard, take exams and check carefully.

"Good things abound", and I got a good result in the spot check in the whole district.

Tomorrow is March 8 Women's Day. I want to say to my dear mother, "Mom, you have worked hard!" " "

It was a quiet night, people were sleeping in a sweet dream, but the typhoon "Fete" came quietly, and the whole city of Ningbo was awakened by the roaring flood. In the morning, I looked out of the window and couldn't help shivering. There was a big flood, and I danced wildly on the school gravel road. The water at the school gate is as deep as a lake. Tian teacher told us that the water outside the school licks people's knees. After discussion, cars broke down on the road one after another.

Today, I still came to the restaurant. After breakfast, I came to the classroom, but I didn't see Mr. Zheng who arrived early every day. I didn't see that Mr. Zheng's gentle smile could ease my bad mood. I shook my head helplessly and returned to my seat in frustration. When I looked out of the window, what caught my eye was the white flood. It suddenly occurred to me: what should Mr. Zheng do if he is trapped by the flood? What if Mr Zheng Can doesn't come to school? The more I think about it, the more nervous I get, and my heart is pounding like a rabbit.

Ding! A ringing bell came into our ears, and the first class began. Teacher Luo came in. Just when we wondered why it wasn't Mr. Xia, Mr. Luo explained, "Because of the flood, Mr. Xia couldn't come either." After listening to the explanation, we all read the book. Suddenly, the classroom was so quiet that we could even hear the heartbeat of our classmates. Although I have a book, I don't want to read it. I didn't do anything without Mr. Zheng. One second has passed, two minutes have passed, and five minutes have passed ... Without Mr. Zheng, I feel that even one second is as long as a century. I couldn't help looking at the window again. A familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of me. She came, she really came, and Miss Zheng really came. Then Mr. Zheng walked into the classroom. I saw her carrying a bag in her left hand and a computer in her right hand, with a few drops of rain beads hanging on her body. She said, "classmate, I'm very sorry I'm late!" " The students couldn't help asking, "Mr. Zheng, how did you get through such a big water?" We are afraid that you can't come. ""Fortunately, the car you are wearing is good. After more than two hours of driving, the water finally arrived. " Teacher Zheng said with a smile. At this moment, our hearts were suddenly touched, our eyes were a little moist, and all our classmates clapped their hands in unison. Ah, how much Miss Zheng cares about us! Mr. Zheng came dutifully in such a big flood.

At this moment, an idea came to my mind. When Miss Zheng came back from the office, we shouted to her loudly, "Thank you, Miss Zheng!" " "I wanted to think, and discuss with my classmates, and they all agreed.

Before the second class, Mr. Zheng came, and we shouted with one voice: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng!" The voice was so loud that Mr. Zheng's fatigue after listening to the journey suddenly turned into a lily-like smile, and the whole person was ten years younger. Teacher Zheng also said that he was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with school when he went back today, so he slept at school and didn't go home. After listening to this sentence, we were deeply moved. We really admire Mr. Zheng. If nothing else, just for us, she is so conscientious. Teacher Zheng's love for us is really unstoppable!

Love Story Excellent Composition 9 When school is over this afternoon, the teacher will assign homework. The teacher said, "You don't need to write today's homework, but you should do it carefully." The students were very happy when they heard that they didn't have to do today's homework. But the following sentence makes every student's face seem to have drawn a big question mark. The teacher added: "Today's homework is to go home and express your love to your father or mother, so that they can feel your warm and fearless love."

When I got home, my mother urged me to do my homework quickly. So I mysteriously said to my mother, "I have homework today, but I don't need to write." You'll know at night. "Mother looked at me with confused but full of expectation. In my mother's puzzled and expectant eyes, I skipped back to the house to read. Watching, my mind flashed my mother's usual tired body and tired figure. So, I decided that in the evening, I would be a masseur and give my mother a good massage to make her feel relaxed and comfortable, and let her feel my warm and fearless love.

Soon, the moon, which looked like a boat, rose, and the night quietly came to earth.

When I was ready for bed, I went into my mother's room, pulled her to the bed and sat her down. I rolled up my sleeves and rubbed my hands, and then said loudly, "The homework assigned by the teacher today is to let you love once and let you feel my warm and fearless love." So, now, your daughter will be a masseuse and give you a massage. "

Then, I began to show my talents. First, I pinched my mother's shoulder. I skillfully put my hand on her shoulder and squeezed it one by one. While enjoying my love, my mother couldn't help saying, "It's so comfortable!" Hearing this, I worked harder. I gave my mother back rubs, back rubs and leg rubs ... Soon, I was sweating profusely.

My mother saw that I was tired and said, "Have a rest! Unexpectedly, my dear daughter is really a hidden massage expert! " I said, "That is, that is!" Then, there is the cordial laughter of our mother and daughter.

Love Story Excellent Composition 10 What is love?

Love makes me moved, love makes me sad. ...

What I still can't forget is my grandmother! She propped up this family for us with her heart. In our hearts, grandma is a tree and she is the ocean!

Grandma is the magic teacher of love, which makes me realize the true feelings of the world. ...

Are highly respected!

My grandmother is getting old, her wrinkles are getting deeper and deeper, and her hands are getting rougher and rougher. She has worked hard for this family all her life.

Yes, she always cooks the best meals for her family. Look at the delicious beef and the mouth-watering chicken. Oh, congratulations! Smell the fragrance from a distance, too

Before the meat was cooked, I was so greedy that I secretly pinched a piece in my hand and put it in my mouth while my grandmother was not paying attention. Unexpectedly, it was too hot. Because I was too greedy to care about this, I screamed.

She is very concerned about our two brothers' study and this family. Tao Ge often went out to play cards and didn't come home until ten o'clock in the evening. Before the classmate asked him to go, grandma looked unhappy and wouldn't let him go, but "the arm couldn't twist the thigh" and finally let the handsome boy go. This incident finally let the handsome boy's mother know and taught him a lesson.

Every time, I eat delicious fish, chicken, bean sprouts ... every time grandma waits for others to finish eating, leftovers. It is conceivable that leftovers can also be delicious? If you want me to eat, I absolutely don't want to, a thousand don't want to. Where's grandma? ...

Now I know that grandma is not in this family for herself. She has been making contributions to this family in obscurity!

Now, I don't know how many years passed. After every day's wind and rain, grandma's white hair has increased one by one, and her heart is also sad. Grandma, if only you could live hundreds of years and stay with me every day!

Love stories 1 1 There are many kinds of love, which represent different meanings. Parents' love for their children is selfless; The love between friends is pure ... My parents love me very much, which makes me deeply moved.

I remember one night, I wanted to eat fruit, so I took a kitchen knife and cut the fruit myself. I accidentally cut my hand. "ouch!" I gave a cry, and my mother quickly came to see my wound, and my mother's tears suddenly fell. She pressed my hand tightly, trying to slow down the blood flow. Dad brought gauze and wrapped it in my hand.

The wound is too deep. We must go to the hospital. When I got to the hospital, the doctor asked me to sew a needle. As soon as I heard it, tears came down. My mother comforted me and said, "Don't be afraid, be brave, it will be all right soon." Speaking of which, when the doctor sewed my needle, my mother turned her head and I couldn't bear to watch it. It seems that every needle seems to be stuck in her heart. It never rains but it pours. The injury on his hand hasn't healed yet, and he is ill in hospital again. I remember it was an afternoon. After school, I went back to my mother's classroom and felt dizzy. Tears came down as soon as I entered the room. Mother touched my forehead with her hand. Oh, it's really hot. Measure it with a thermometer, 39 degrees! I have a high fever! Mom quickly asked me to take medicine first, and then took me to the hospital with my father. When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor checked and said, "I have pneumonia!" " "I thought: Is it that serious? But the doctor insisted. I have no choice but to have an intravenous drip. Mom and dad ran upstairs and downstairs, invoicing, paying money, taking medicine, and then queuing for intravenous drip. In this way, my parents stayed with me until eleven o'clock in the evening. The next day, my mother dragged herself to work, and my father took three days off to accompany me.

These two things have passed for a long time. The wound on the hand is slowly healing and the body is getting better and better. In order to strengthen my physique, my mother also lets me run in the school playground every morning. Running on the playground, I will think of my mother's tears that day, and let me understand what love is.

Love story excellent composition 12 In the world, love is everywhere. As long as we observe carefully, you will find that the world is full of love. Once, when I was seven years old, I was still very naughty, always disobedient and often played with my brother. One day, my brother and I played in front of the bookstore and had a good time. Suddenly, just as I was trying to catch my brother, I fell down. The fall was so bad that I cut my face. There is a lot of blood. It hurts. My mother saw that my face was scratched and ran over to see that I was bleeding. I am anxious and sad. But my mother still said to me gently, "Don't worry, don't cry, my mother will take you to the hospital." Say, quickly put me in the car. At that time, I felt as if my mother had more wrinkles and more white hair. Fifteen minutes later, I was sent to Shenzhen People's Hospital by my mother. I was taken to the operating room. Before entering the operating room, my mother whispered in my ear, "Don't be afraid, son. Not a major operation. Just a few stitches in your wound. No big deal. " Say that finish and left. A few minutes later, after the operation, I came out. After coming out, my mother said to me anxiously, "How are you, son?" ? Does it hurt? ..... "These questions touched my heart. How much my mother loves me and cares about me! Then my mother took me to the hospital to continue healing the wound. Although it hurts every time, with her encouragement and comfort, those pains and pains are forgotten.

Yes, maternal love is great. She can do anything for her children. Motherly love, she can bear everything for her children; Motherly love, she can make children happy; Motherly love, she can make children succeed; Motherly love she can make her children ... motherly love, she is the greatest love in the world and the most extensive love in the world! As the saying goes: "Only mothers are good in the world ..."