I still remember a long time ago, I read Bernard Shaw's motto: "Life is not a short candle, but a torch that we hold temporarily.". We must burn it very brightly and hand it over to the next generation. " I didn't understand it at first, but this sentence flashed in my mind again when I participated in the "home-school interactive education" carried out by the basic medical college in Grade 02. I seem to see a bright torch being passed. Bernard Shaw revealed the true meaning of affection from the deepest point. We often say: "Our life course has been integrated into every wave of affection, every melody, every exhortation, every laugh, every look, every step …" However, the first love in the world definitely means not only caring, but more importantly, education, so that the torch of wisdom can be passed on. I remember when our parents taught us, they often said, "We eat more salt than you eat rice, and the bridge we crossed is longer than the road you walked." And we are always so young and frivolous that we don't agree. We ignore the traces left on their faces and temples when the years slip away quietly, and naturally there will be many priceless wisdom experiences accumulated in their hearts. They are always willing to give us everything, and we always stubbornly believe that this is out of date. He ran around like a newborn calf until he was black and blue and bleeding from his horn, then ran to them, leaned his head on their arms, licked the wound and moved on. Home-school interactive education has built a bridge between parents and students. Parents took to the podium in Kan Kan and talked about their study methods, work experience, how to get along with strangers, their expectations and confidence in our future, and their understanding of us ... They gave us priceless treasures and passed on the brightly burning torch. We accept all this with gratitude and listen to their words, which is far better than studying for ten years and has benefited a lot. We feel everything with a delicate heart, and feel the selflessness and unrelenting of our family. Wise parents, their images are so great in our hearts. At the same time, we are surprised to find that they are eager to understand us and to be understood by us. In fact, we can become bosom friends. In this activity, we have a deeper understanding of what family ties are. Feelings are an oasis in a deserted desert. When you are lonely, depressed, weak, thirsty and sick, you will be radiant at a glance, your mind will be comfortable and you will not be lonely. Will act quickly, just a drop of water, and the rolling Wang Yang of life spread in my heart. Family is the North Star at night. Once we chased the goal and ignored it, until one day we looked up slightly without knowing the direction, and a soft light guided us to take a firm step. Emotion is a harbor in the voyage. When we hit the rocks again and again, we drove in slowly. There are no big waves here. We can stay here for a while, mend the wound, prepare supplies and sail again. .................................................................................................................................................................................. also thanked the teacher for his careful cultivation. "Sunshine Project" has set up a stage for us to show our talents. Family education has taught us the etiquette of honoring our parents. They inspired us to write that "ten thousand gold" letter on Mid-Autumn Festival, say hello to our parents and say thank you. It is they who have carefully prepared this parent-child exchange activity. They not only inculcate us, but also often have heart-to-heart communication with us. This is the fusion of kindness and friendship. Therefore, we are not only grateful for family ties, but also grateful for teachers and students. A grateful heart hovers in the air, composing a grateful movement, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun floats in the blue sky, drawing pictures of people, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that raised it. Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship. Because of gratitude, we know the true meaning of life-from the baby's "wow" falling to feeding him, how much effort and sweat parents have paid and how many days and nights have been woven; From elementary school to junior high school, even to university, how many teachers have worked hard for him, silently dedicated light and heat, burning themselves and illuminating others. Gratitude is from the heart. As the saying goes, "the grace of dripping water is rewarded by the spring." What's more, parents, relatives and friends pay you not only a drop of water, but a piece of Wang Yang sea. Whether you give your parents a cup of warm tea after they are tired, or give them a card on their birthday, or give them some greetings and comfort when they are lost, they often pour their efforts and energy into us. How can we remember their birthdays, understand their fatigue, and whether we are aware of the wisps of silver and wrinkles? Gratitude requires you to feel and return with your heart. Gratitude is respect. As a famous scientist, Madame Curie won the Nobel Prize twice, but she met her primary school teacher at the meeting and thanked her with a bunch of flowers. The great man Mao Zedong also expressed his deep gratitude to his teacher during the festival. Great men since ancient times have a grateful heart. Gratitude does not need to be earth-shattering, just a greeting, a call and a touch of emotion from you. Gratitude is meaningful. Love makes the world go round. Parents' efforts are far higher than mountains and deeper than the sea, but as us, we only know how to ask for food and clothes. It seems that there is another isolated area, which makes us selfish, forgetting the parents' efforts and the sound of happiness. Learning to appreciate others is a kind of conscience and filial piety, because only in this way can there be harmony, happiness and mutual respect. With a grateful heart, look at the society, parents and relatives, and you will find how happy you are. Let go of your mind and let the drizzle wash away the pollution in your heart. Learn to be grateful, because it will make the world better and life more fulfilling. In our own lives, what makes us feel comfortable with each other? In our short life, what makes us happy forever? What makes us keep an upward heart forever in a colorful world? ..... is family. I wonder if everyone feels the same way? We drift from the stream, clear the way in the mountains and bridge in the water; In the process of our own struggle, we are high-spirited, high-spirited and looking forward to the future. It is because of the support and encouragement of our relatives that we have the motivation to struggle. As a friend said, I heard love from my mother's nagging, I saw hope from my father's silence, I thought of struggle from my teacher's eyes, and I knew my responsibility from the encouragement of my relatives ... Maybe, in a few days, we will step into society or go to college. Whether you are a stranger in a foreign land or wandering around the world. Family will always be our safe haven. "He knows that the dew will frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home! "In our hearts, affection is the warmest. It not only gave us encouragement and support, but also let me know what love is! Perhaps, affection is a kind of voice. When we are tired, it will relax our muscles and make us feel comfortable all over; When we are pessimistic, it encourages us to join hands to pull us out of the shadow of failure; When we forge ahead, it cheers for us, cheers for us, tears for our achievements ... this is family affection. From this sound, we know love. This kind of affection moved us, and this kind of affection made us burst into tears. From affection, we know a kind of responsibility. In order to make us stop sweating in the sun, we should have the fighting spirit of an eagle and the vitality and vigor of water! I admire Brock's wise choice. "I don't want to look back in the future. Nothing but money. " Indeed, money can buy friends, but it can't buy affection, can it? People with affection are happy, and they are the flame you look forward to when you are cold; It is the nectar you have been searching for for for a long time when you are upset; It is the help you are anxiously waiting for when you are isolated and helpless ... this kind of affection makes us dream; This kind of affection moved us to be calm. With affection, we have the motivation to struggle. With affection, let us always keep an upward heart. With affection, let us always be happy and always chase the fiery sun in our lives! There is true love, there is true love. In deep feelings, the most important thing to remember is the affection that blood is thicker than water. The true love of blood is thicker than water is accompanied by the happy growth of children, and the feedback of blood is thicker than water, so that the elderly in Huasijia can spend their old age safely. Everyone said that the father loves mountains, the mother's love is like water, the mother's love is gentle and sincere, the father loves mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers set each other off, playing a cheerful love song. In a report, a story was truly recorded. In an earthquake, houses collapsed sharply, causing serious casualties to residents here. In the rescue of the rescue team, I overheard the baby crying, but found in the ruins that the young couple were carrying heavy objects with their own bodies, while the child among them was safe and sound, and a pair of parents made a love choice between life and death. Faced with such a choice, I think parents all over the world will choose surprisingly consistently, just because it is their child, and blood is thicker than water. Landscape breeds civilization. We should protect the landscape environment. So what should we do about maternal love and fatherly love that is deeper than water and higher than mountains? A 65-year-old mother unfortunately suffered from uremia and was ill in bed. As a son, he witnessed his elderly mother groaning in the hospital bed. At the moment when his mother's eyes collided with his own, he was heartbroken and decided to donate a kidney to his mother. "But how much love there is in an inch of grass, I got three rays of spring." What day did Shi Guo answer with action? He used love to make his mother's fragile body rock solid, and he used sincerity to give the greatest comfort to all mothers in the world. Love our children deeply, care for them, it is deep love that brings the warmth of the family, and it is sincere action that writes about social harmony. Looking at the family is like a lamp, which quietly illuminates every corner of our lives, while the family is like the wind, which blows away the snowflakes and brings infinite spring. This is the family, so unpretentious, this is the family, so unforgettable. Affection, flowers, fragrance overflowing, soaking people's hearts and spleen; Family, crystal dew, beautiful and pure, lovable; Family, bright moon, elegant and quiet, soft and attractive! Family spring has quietly come to us, the spring breeze gently blows the flowers red, and the spring rain quietly moistens the leaves. We are as vibrant as red flowers and green leaves. Who ever thought who let the spring breeze and spring rain moisten us silently? Who cooked a delicious breakfast for us when we got up in a hurry in the morning? When we hurried out of the house with our schoolbags on our backs, whose figure lingered at the window and looked around? When we returned to the farm with a tired body, who had cooked the bath water for us? Who quietly put a glass of milk at the corner of the table when we were studying late into the night? What kind of person can do so much without asking for anything in return? It's mom. Since childhood, my mother has always been the closest and favorite person around us, asking questions, knowing the cold and knowing the heat. Before we could express ourselves clearly, my mother took pains to teach us English. When we were unable to protect ourselves, my mother used her broad and selfless love to shelter us from the wind and rain without hesitation; When we thought we were going to get rid of her shelter when we grew up, mother looked at us silently and carefree; When we are happy, my mother smiles at us with bright eyes; When we are sad, my mother knows that she can't help us, but she is still sad with us ... My mother has done too much for us, but she never asks for anything in return. What a generous and selfless love it is! Since ancient times, many scholars have greatly exaggerated the greatness of Feng's maternal love, which has given us something we can't forget. We get far more from it than we pay, learn to be tolerant, understand, be broad and think for others, but what have we done for our mother? Do we just accept my mother's free love with peace of mind? Shouldn't we do something to make mom happy and proud? The beautiful May has quietly arrived, and the air is filled with fragrance. In this warm season, the eternal theme of May is Mother's Day. What should we do for our mother on this ordinary and special day? Mom doesn't want gorgeous and expensive jewelry or expensive gifts. The best gift for her is ourselves. Perhaps just yesterday, a budding carnation, a clean and tidy tablecloth and an innocent smile made her feel gratified. Because-children grow up and know how to love their mothers. This is telling mom: mom, I love you! Yesterday was the second Sunday in May, Beautiful Mother's Day. However, for every child who loves his mother, every day is Mother's Day. Let's hug his mother in the tenderest mood and tell her, "Mom, I love you!" " "Feel the love" shake, shake, shake to the Waipo Bridge ... "I don't know who gently snorted and pulled me back from my thoughts. Waipoqiao, Waipoqiao, grandma must be looking at me again. In front of my eyes, it seems that she is leaning against her short figure, standing on the high threshold and leaning on the door on tiptoe. At this time, a deep affection, such as the warm sunshine in spring, spilled into my heart and made me feel extremely happy. My grandmother is a loyal Jesuit. Every night, she always finished her meal early, knelt on the hard bed as usual, and led me to pray together. Because I was young, my grandmother was afraid that I couldn't stand kneeling on a too hard bed, so she found a cotton bag to cushion me. Grandma has never been to school in her life, but her way of praying is really unique, which can be called "methodical". Every time I say a word, I always add an "Amen" at the end. I have no idea what it means, and I don't think grandma understands it very well either. I just think it's fun to resonate with her. Every day, she will pray for her children and grandchildren one by one: I hope this is healthy and safe, and I wish everything well; Of course, there are also many words of praise for Jesus. Then there is singing, these songs, grandma will hum a few words from time to time. Many times, when I was tired of kneeling, I stole a look at her, but she was still kneeling. Thinking of grandma's leg illness for many years, I'm really worried that grandma can't bear it. So I asked, "Grandma, are you tired?" She struggled to raise her head: "Don't row, or it will be invalid." I stared at her in disbelief. Her eyes were wide open, full of firmness and piety. I had to stop talking and stare at the cotton bag. As I grow older, I gradually understand that praying to Jesus is superstitious and there is no savior at all. So, I began to publicize to my grandmother: this is a superstitious practice and extremely unscientific. Her mouth is flat, her old face seems to have tears in her cloudy eyes. She seems offended. Yes, relatives and friends don't believe this at all. Now even I, who prayed with her since I was a child, have begun to doubt and alienate her. She trembled and said, "Who said that? A sincere person will certainly impress the savior! "I won't argue with my grandmother again. Maybe she has a point. " If you are sincere, the stone will open. "The old man meant no harm. Prayer became her comfort, her pillar and her sustenance! Recalling these, I also remembered the brown seeds that my grandmother specially sent from my mother the other day. The fragrance that wafts from time to time makes me cry. So, I can't help but sing a poem: the zongzi made by my grandmother traveled thousands of miles and landed on my dining table; A wisp of fragrance is full of affection. I opened the zongzi and saw the expectation of my relatives flashing on the cooked rice. A sad, choking heart. I munched on zongzi, and two lines of tears burned my hands ... ode to affection. I remember Boccaccio of Italy said that friendship is the most sacred thing. I don't think so. The most selfless and precious thing in the world is affection, which is much more important than friendship, and the affection between people is even more unique. In the world, there are all kinds of people and everything will happen, but the only constant is affection, which is the love of parents for their children. This reminds me of an article I once read. The story happened in a fire in Daxing 'anling. A mother bird sent her child under a tree to protect her child. Although the mother bird was burned alive, her baby survived. Around us, parents love their children everywhere. Parents face us with a selfless feeling. They are willing to go hungry and want us to eat and wear warm clothes. Some people may say that I am an orphan. Without parents, where can I get affection? But the assistance you received in the orphanage as a child was not full of affection, was it? Therefore, in the eyes of many people, family ties are as heavy as a thousand. But now some people think that family ties are worthless. I was surprised to find that many children do not cherish the fruits of their parents' labor more and more, and often only regard their parents as inexhaustible wealth. No matter how earnestly parents nag, they always turn a blind eye as if it had nothing to do with themselves. Children in the neighborhood have conflicts with their parents every day. Only when he is bullied by other children will he think of his parents. I also read a magazine about an old man in his seventies who couldn't even get in the door of his children's house, let alone have a meal there. These things that have never been heard before seem to be commonplace now. Filial piety is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. Confucianism once said that filial piety is the first; Reader magazine also reported that raising children is the instinct of all animals in the world, and only human beings know how to honor their parents. Should we also give up this virtue that only we humans have in all things? Will it also disappear from our generation? No, we must never give up, we must praise our family! Otherwise, how can you claim to be the spirit of all things? How nice it was when I was a child. Not so complicated feelings. Just kidding. No love. Or hate. I have always wanted to grow up quickly. You can be free. You can be an adult. Do whatever you want. And now when you really grow up. But miss the past. When I was a child, I was so naive. I thought I was in the air much higher than myself. There are different novelty and interesting things. Every time I look up at an adult's face. Children who are not as old as him are always so different. Laugh or cry all day. But who knows? After all these years. When we finally know what is in the air. What kind of smell is real. We finally had enough. Then squat down on the ground. Now watch yourself pass by. My heart is full of bitterness. And pain. Want to bend down. Feel the breath of childhood again. But I couldn't help crying. I finally know. At that time, on the faces of adults. This was beyond our comprehension at that time. This is called helplessness and forbearance. Things belong to people. Look at the friends around you. One by one becomes something I don't know. How terrible this is. But I have to accept it. Does friendship see more of the world? Make a wide range of friends. Not friends with former friends. Maybe I'm the only one so stupid. Think about it later. No matter how society changes. Once said to be friends for life. Friends for life. I just turned around. You have changed beyond recognition. There must be eternal beauty in this world. Just like friendship sung in poetry. There must be. A long day is coming. Not limited by time and space. Liuli Cai Hua's eternal friendship. So there must be something eternal in this world. Not so eternal. Friendship that only shines at a certain stage. Just like there is a substance called phosphor in this world. It will be absorbed before and then slowly released. One day it will be released. It's like constantly subtracting. Slowly. Gradually. It's deserted. This article is from www.caowu.cn [Grass House Literature]. The original link address is/article/20081207/4831.html.