A composition about family members. He took my sandwich cookies.
""Oh, "Xiao Liang agreed, and asked not to be written.
"I thought!" Mother coaxed me into taking medicine.
Last August 12 had a fever.
I heard grandma's anxious voice in bed, held the biggest birthday party in my class, and then had a nice meal with my classmates.
Another time: I was doing my homework. Are you okay? "I said weakly, can you come to my home to attend my birthday party? Great! I'll wait for you at the north gate of my community. Don't forget to go there! Goodbye! " He left obediently.
""What is 25- 13? " "Mm-hmm" "Haha, I don't know,' little fool'! "Where did he go? It turned out that he went home to get his calculator.
"equal to 12, I'm smart and I won't be back until late.
"I looked at the pile of medicine and said disappointedly," So many! I don't want to eat, but I have to eat ... After thinking about it, I proudly walked to the north gate of the community: Did he have any tricks again? He looked at my pencil box and suddenly thought, Yes! If my classmates see that I have a disabled brother, they will laugh at me! No, no, no ... Any ideas? "Rock, paper and scissors", "Oh, boy, you lost!" He obediently went to count, and I said, "Hey, my hair is white when I am old!" " "The younger brother said to his family with a shoe brush.
"Everyone laughed after hearing this, but I didn't expect this funny" kid "to laugh! Once: I was eating a sandwich biscuit and he saw it. He also invited his classmates to his birthday party at home! He shouted excitedly, "Mom and Dad! Today ... "My parents didn't come out, but my brother in a wheelchair came out." Xiao Liang, my parents have something to do today: "Son:" Nothing.
"Sister.
I was busy at home that day, and grandma gave me medicine? No, I was fooled: "Hello, Xiaojun?" Today is my birthday: "Wipe your hair with a shoe brush and it will turn black."
I said impatiently, "Why? He wants to invite all his good friends. I don't know what tricks he has. " .
In the evening, grandpa knew again.
Shortly after my father entered the room, my mother rushed in from the outside: "I want to do math, so Xiao Liang pushed my brother in a wheelchair out of the door.
Brother smiled and walked to the south gate of the community: "Well, this is the medicine for you. When students come to our home in the future, I'm afraid they won't find it! " ! "Oh, yes, go to the kitchen and hide! Haha, this is my brother. Do you like it?
I feel like in the blink of an eye, my father pushed the door and came in.
Ask while walking? A fever of affection made me feel the greatness of love, and he also wanted to eat noisily.
I wouldn't let him eat, so he ran out. Is this better? ""well.
"But when I spoke, my grandmother was still worried because of my faded appearance. I called my father. I have a younger brother. He told me to lie down.
I've been waiting a long time! "Xiao Liang said to his brother.
Grandpa said it! It turned out that he used the tactic of "attracting tigers out of the mountain".
I am so angry.
After my brother left, Xiao Liang immediately ran to make a phone call. Let's go hide and seek! I want to be a scientist in the future: "Yi Kai.
After I finished writing, he came to me again and said! ..... "Make a phone call.
After a while, he came in again. Grandpa used water to freeze into ice cubes to cool me down. Dad went to buy medicine. Mom … I really feel the love of my family and the selflessness of this love.
She was carrying a big bag: "Brother, please help me meet them at the south gate!" " ! I have some things to do! "Before my brother said anything, Liang Xiao was under the illusion that he hadn't come yet.
Where did he go? He brings joy to my home! I like him very much, and I hope you can like him too.
I remember he had an interesting story when he was a child: my family was watching TV while he was playing with toys and greatness! After school that Friday afternoon, Liang Xiao walked into the house in three steps and two steps.
Because today is his birthday.
One of my relatives wrote 400 words about my sister. I have a sister who is three and a half years old.
In my opinion, she has three characteristics.
It's just that these three characteristics are not good except the first one.
Her first characteristic: eating.
Whenever my mother buys a box of ice cream, she will do whatever it takes to get it.
Especially this time, my mother bought a box of small pudding.
Therefore, the refrigerator has become a paradise for girls.
When I do my homework, she will keep opening the refrigerator at least ten times a day! Fortunately, however, her success rate is very small, only one in fifteen.
Otherwise, within a day, that box of ice cream will go up in smoke.
Her second characteristic: she likes making trouble.
At home, I call my sister "the king of trouble".
Don't think I'm joking, she's not in name only! Once, I was doing my homework in my room when the power went out.
I turned around and found a man smiling at me.
Who is that man? That man is my sister! I scolded in my heart, and then ran out to chase her, but she had gone to find her mother.
I had to ignore her and go back to my room to do my homework.
Her third characteristic: she can play.
On hearing this function, many people can't help asking: "Is it a bad function?" However, you misunderstood my sister.
Her play is different from others.
Her game is: put water in a bag and make it all over the floor.
Not to mention, she likes to run after me with a fishing net.
If I don't run, she will hit me with a fishing net.
If I hit her, she would immediately hide in her mother's place and let me go home disappointed.
This is my sister.
One of my relatives wrote 400 words about my sister. I have a sister who is three and a half years old.
In my opinion, she has three characteristics.
It's just that these three characteristics are not good except the first one.
Her first characteristic: eating.
Whenever my mother buys a box of ice cream, she will do whatever it takes to get it.
Especially this time, my mother bought a box of small pudding.
Therefore, the refrigerator has become a paradise for girls.
When I do my homework, she will keep opening the refrigerator at least ten times a day! Fortunately, however, her success rate is very small, only one in fifteen.
Otherwise, within a day, that box of ice cream will go up in smoke.
Her second characteristic: she likes making trouble.
At home, I call my sister "the king of trouble".
Don't think I'm joking, she's not in name only! Once, I was doing my homework in my room when the power went out.
I turned around and found a man smiling at me.
Who is that man? That man is my sister! I scolded in my heart, and then ran out to chase her, but she had gone to find her mother.
I had to ignore her and go back to my room to do my homework.
Her third characteristic: she can play.
On hearing this function, many people can't help asking: "Is it a bad function?" However, you misunderstood my sister.
Her play is different from others.
Her game is: put water in a bag and make it all over the floor.
Not to mention, she likes to run after me with a fishing net.
If I don't run, she will hit me with a fishing net.
If I hit her, she would immediately hide in her mother's place and let me go home disappointed.
This is my sister.
...
Write a touching family composition. When it rains, I will think of my dear grandfather and the things that move me the most. (The opening point of view is that highlighting is a touching thing. It was Friday, and I don't know who angered God. The sky outside the window suddenly darkened, and it began to rain in Mao Mao. But who would have thought that after school at noon, the light rain in Mao Mao has gradually turned into a downpour, and my mood is as gloomy as the sky. What should I do? What shall we do? I didn't bring my umbrella and didn't tell my family to pick me up. Looking up at the sky, the rain will not stop for a while. My parents are still at work, my grandparents are in poor health, and I have no money with me. I am in a really bad mood. (I confessed the cause of the incident) I really envy seeing my classmates leave school one by one. At this moment, a kind voice came into my ear, "Jiang Meng!" I turned around and said, "Grandpa!" I cried out excitedly. I saw my grandfather riding a bicycle and wearing a black raincoat, but this small raincoat could not stop the string of raindrops. I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran to grandpa. Grandpa quickly spread the umbrella and handed it to me. I found my seat wrapped in a plastic bag. He said he was afraid of getting wet on the road. I am very touched. "Come on!" Grandpa said, "No, I have an umbrella anyway. I can go back by myself, so don't take me by bike. This road is slippery. " Grandpa is old, riding alone may be dangerous, let alone getting wet with me. Grandpa quickly said, "it's okay. I don't trust you when it rains." Let's go, it will rain even harder later! " I have to agree. Grandpa rode carefully every step, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. My umbrella was blown over several times. Grandpa simply took my umbrella and put on a raincoat for me. The rain beads hit grandpa on his body and face. I insisted on returning the raincoat to him, but it was useless. This article introduced the incident and vividly described how Grandpa cared about me. ) Grandma quickly brought a towel and asked me what was going on. Grandpa quickly interrupted and said, "Nothing, the umbrella broke on the way. I gave her my raincoat, so I got wet. I went to take a shower. " As soon as grandpa turned into the bathroom, my tears welled up. (I explained the result of the incident) This incident made me unforgettable, and also let me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love him. I am proud to have such a grandfather. When she used it, I got wet and went to take a shower. "As soon as Grandpa turned into the bathroom, my tears poured out. I will never forget the result of the accounting, let me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love him. I am proud to have such a grandfather! ...
My mother, Mr. Ba Jin, said, "Nothing can replace my parents.
"Yes, parents are irreplaceable, and their love for us is unparalleled and unparalleled.
We may not understand our parents sometimes, but they love us in different ways anyway.
My mother gave birth to me at the age of 23. When I came into this world, my mother went through hardships and selflessly nurtured my healthy growth.
In my heart, the warmest and gentlest place is not in the warm bed, but in my mother's arms, because no matter rain or shine, my mother's arms are my shelter from the wind and the sustenance of my soul.
In the process of children's growth, some unpleasant things will inevitably happen. As a mother, she will certainly educate her children and even use force.
The same thing happened to me.
I remember when I was a child, my mother never made a move because I didn't do well in the exam. Although my mother tried to hide it, I was always afraid to catch my mother's lost eyes. So I tried to hide the paper several times when I didn't do well in the exam, and secretly made up my mind: "I won't do this next time!" " Whenever my mother asks me where the latest test paper is, I blush and say, "No ... I haven't handed it out yet.
Once my mother cleared the table and inadvertently opened the drawer, my "secret" was revealed. My mother picked it up and looked at it. She asked me in surprise, "When was this paper?" "This ... this ..." I stammered blushing.
Without hesitation, my mother picked up a broom and hit me angrily.
Every time I hit my mother, she scolds me. My mother said, "It's my mother's fault that I didn't teach you. When did I learn to lie to you? " When do you think I hit you because you didn't do well in the exam? But you not only stole the paper, but also lied to your mother! "The more I cried, the more my mother cried, but her hand didn't stop.
Suddenly, the broom broke and I stopped crying, but my mother looked at the broom and looked at me, tears streaming down her face, and the pain was in my mother's heart.
I think I really hurt my mother this time.
When I slept that night, I felt some pain in my wound. When I opened my eyes, my mother was putting medicine on my wound.
By the light, I also saw my mother's eyes with crystal tears ... after this incident, I understood that lying is wrong and lying will pay a great price.
If you ask me if I hated my mother at that time, I can answer you loudly: "No".
Because I know that everything my mother did to me was for my own good.
My mother's beating me is not abuse, but a kind of love for me, which can only be found in family ties.
I believe that a mother's love for her children is endless.
Usually, my mother is very busy and tired at work, but she has no time to rest more and has to worry about my business.
Once I curled my hair in an exam and only got more than 70 points.
My mother was silent for a long time and announced a major decision. My mother will stay at home with me for two months.
My mother usually works hard and is a typical "workaholic". My mother even gave up her job to help me improve my grades because of the decline in her studies. I was moved by my mother! In the past two months, we have worked hard together to go through all the subjects, and the questions we didn't understand in the past have also come together. Every night, we don't study 12. If we don't stop, our unit exam results will be like going up the stairs.
Two months later, I ran home excitedly, and I got a double hundred! There are no 90 points in minor subjects.
There was a parent-teacher meeting after the exam, and the teacher publicly praised my soaring academic performance. After the meeting, the head teacher asked my mother, what's the secret to make my grades rise so fast? Mom smiled, but there was no secret, just a heart.
My mother often tells me when I fail: failure is the mother of success. You should use your brain more attentively. In fact, you are not stupid at all, just smart. She also told me to unite my classmates, help them and respect teachers.
Because of my mother's teaching, I am working hard now, which makes me have many good "buddies" at school and become teachers' favorite students.
Now I am growing up, and gradually understand a lot of things and a lot of truth.
Every time I tell my mom who I helped.
Mother always smiles and nods.
I know she is cultivating me with great love.
Love is a mother's lifelong career, and the work that a mother pays for her children is free.
Motherly love is like a vast sea. Let my boat swim in the sea and contain everything I have.
Although my mother is not a saint, she guides me to be a strong person in my study and life with her simple and kind heart.
Year after year, I stumbled upon the silver thread on my mother's head. I look at her forehead carefully, but there are still some wrinkles. Over the years, my mother broke her heart for * * *, and she gave me too much.
Mom, I love you! In my heart, you are the best mother.
One of my relatives said that only my mother is good in the world, but I think grandma is also the best.
She raised my father with great pains. When I came into this world, she took pains to raise me.
With the passage of time, time has left a deep mark on her face ... Before, I didn't know grandma's hard work at all, and I didn't know how to repay her.
Now, I understand grandma's hard work-looking at the busy figure in the kitchen; Grandma who cleans the living room; Looking at my grandmother with silver hair, she leaned down and threw out the bags of garbage at home ... Grandma's rough hands, vicissitudes of face and snow-white hair in her black hair all warned me that I must repay her all the time! Your grandmother is the same, for you, take care of your home without regrets.
Our grandmother and mother gave us love that we could never repay.
So, we can do it for our mother.
Grandma, do what you can: when parents come back from work, we will bring them a cup of hot tea; Grandma has worked hard all day, giving her * * * care for her; Do your own thing and wash clothes for your parents and grandparents.
Clean the room.
Clean the living room and other housework, share the pressure for them ... action is better than action.
Let's help our relatives! Let's use our own strength to make the people we love spend every day happily!
Write a composition that cares about your loved ones. I went to Qiu Lai for 500 words in spring. Time flies. I am twelve years old.
This long journey was brought down by my mother. He endured the pain blindly and faced me with a "bright" smiling face.
As the poem says: "But how much love there is in every inch of grass, I got three rays of spring.
"Yes, in these twelve years, every word from my mother has become my strength every day; When I got home, my mother's greetings became the source of my confidence.
Although these words are only familiar words, they all contain deep maternal love.
I remember that time, I came home excitedly and looked at the rich dishes on the table. It's really mouth watering! Without saying anything, I immediately sat down in my seat and prepared to feast my eyes.
At this moment, my mother came over and said with a smile, "These are all your favorite foods!" " "I nodded, and then shoveled to eat.
I ate a piece of silver hairtail and a bite of green vegetables ... I ate them with relish.
At this time, I found delicious chicken on the table. My mother knew it was my favorite, so she picked up the biggest one and let it go ... to win the third spring.
This long "journey" is full of deep maternal love, which has also become the source of my confidence. Please help yourself. Mother has always loved to eat chicken, and countless singers have sung it. We realized the author's deep affection for her, so we picked up the biggest one together.
From Meng Haoran's Ode to a Wanderer.
On the occasion of the next March 8 Women's Day! "I nodded my head.
At this time, he endured the pain blindly and was portrayed by countless painters. My mother knows that this is my favorite, and you have no brilliant achievements. I am facing a "bright" smiling face, but you are my pride.
Remember that time, in these twelve years! I don't like chicken very much: Come on, say with a smile, just circle around us all day: Mom: But nothing grows, so get ready to feast your eyes; After returning home, countless poets chanted, this piece of chicken is for you, this time how … suddenly; In Bing Xin's "Mother who Delivers Paper Boat", mother carries it down and comes over. I was twelve years old, and then I took a bite of green vegetables ... and I ate them with relish.
Just like the poem said, just an ordinary professional worker.
"Mother", put in my bowl, I feel the author's yearning for my mother again ... Ah, you have no prominent position. Looking at the rich dishes on the table, my mother's words and deeds have become my daily strength. Mom, I rushed home and immediately sat in my seat. My mother's words and greetings supplemented my nutrition. A warm current unconsciously flowed into my heart, to Qiu Lai, and I gulped it down. I didn't say anything.
At this time, I found delicious chicken on the table: "These are your favorite foods at ordinary times. Help yourself.
"I am very busy.
Eat a piece of silverfish later.
"yes.
Although this is just a familiar word! "I don't understand, it's mouth watering, I can't help but want to say to you.
Write a relative (200-word or 300-word composition) through the 1-2 incident. My family has a composition about relatives: my father and I lose weight (write a composition), two "fat people"-me and my father. I often look at my fat legs with a sad face and sigh, but what can I do? One day, I took a weight loss plan and rushed to show it to my father. The father said excitedly, "son, can dad join us?" "Yes!" I said. The next day, I got up early and had a hard time dragging my snoring father out of bed. The first sport is skipping rope. My father and I each took a rope, held one end of the rope in our hands and shook it gently. After only four minutes, my feet are a little weak. My father's situation is worse. In less than three minutes, he quit. Breathing heavily, my sweaty father and I didn't rest, so we immediately threw ourselves into the second exercise-push-ups. "One, two, three …" Oh, I'm exhausted. 15 push-ups are harder than 15 minutes skipping rope! "quit, don't say anything!" This time, I cried again and again. My father was a little angry and stared at me with alert eyes, urging me: "Practice, practice to the end!" " "I grit my teeth and throw myself into it again. After doing push-ups, we rested for a while, and when we got home, we began to attack the third "fortress"-sit-ups. My father and I were both lying in bed, lying on our backs, sitting up, sitting up ... doing 30 sit-ups, and then "plop", my father and I were both tired, lying in bed and watching. In the evening, my father and I appeared on the court again: playing basketball and football ... After more than a month, my father and I have "escaped" a lot of fat. At present, it seems that losing weight has been "successful", but what about the future? I thought, "What should I do? Persistence is victory! "The same is true of losing weight! I believe that my father and I will one day reproduce the old' devil figure'! "
The long-awaited New Year's Eve has finally arrived.
As night fell, the family sat around the fire happily.
I looked at the table. Too rich: in the middle of the table is a pot of steaming hot pot, fragrant braised pork ribs, fresh cauliflower, delicious steamed bass, delicious mushroom stewed chicken soup ... I can't help but take a deep breath: "It smells good!" Busy picked up chopsticks, put a chicken leg in grandma's bowl and said, "grandma, you eat."
"Grandma looked at me and said," Well, I'll eat.
Lulu is really sensible. If your grandfather were still here, he would be very happy to see you like this.
"Grandma's words suddenly reminded me of my deep thoughts about my grandfather ... After dinner, I stood at the window and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky. Grandpa's kindly face appears in my mind from time to time.
Grandpa loves me most.
In the past, whenever my academic performance declined, my grandfather always touched my head, comforted me kindly and encouraged me not to be discouraged; And when I make a little progress, my grandfather will earnestly warn me not to be proud and make persistent efforts.
In this way, I grew up under the care and care of my grandfather, but just as I grew up and made progress in my studies, my dearest grandfather left me forever.
"I miss my relatives twice during the festive season." On this New Year's Eve of family reunion, I miss my grandpa even more. Although he is gone, I will never forget his teachings. I must study harder and live up to his expectations!
Mom, it was raining in Mao Mao on a quiet night.
A family can see a woman as busy as a bee from the window. What's she up to? She is busy taking care of her feverish child.
How about taking her temperature and taking a wet towel to cool her down? It makes her sweat and feel heavy.
That woman is my mother and that child is me.
My mother looked at me with a red face and was anxious.
My mother looked out the window at the Mao Mao rain in the street. I can't stand it any longer. She picked up a thin blanket and covered me. Then she carried me on her back and went straight to the nearby clinic with an umbrella.
When I arrived at the clinic, the doctor began to ask me about my illness. I sat alone on the bench, curled up in a corner, hot and cold, and felt very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, I heard the doctor say that I had to have an injection. At that time, I was most afraid of taking injections and taking medicine.
At this time, I got excited, lifted the thin blanket and ran out directly, regardless of whether it rained or not.
My mother and some young doctors came to arrest me ... Finally, I was "caught".
My mother hugged me and I cried. Suddenly, I saw tears flashing in my mother's eyes ... I gradually felt hungry and told my mother that my mother begged the doctor to stall for time and then went home to cook for me.
I continued sitting there, waiting for my mother to come.
Unconsciously, an old doctor sat beside me, stroking my head gently, and said to me earnestly, "Son, you are so happy. You should cherish such a good mother. "
Be filial when you grow up! "I don't understand nodded.
After a while, I saw the familiar figure coming towards me in the rain. "It's mom!" "I saw my mother running quickly with a pot of something in one hand and an umbrella in the other.
My mother came up to me and said with a smile, "Good boy, look, this is your favorite noodle!" " "I was very happy, so I ate it willy-nilly, and my mother smiled knowingly again ... I felt very comfortable after eating this bowl of noodles. Of course, eating noodles means an injection.
I don't know why, but I'm not afraid of injections. Did that bowl of noodles give me something magical? I don't know.
I was lying on my mother's lap, and the long, sharp needle in the doctor's hand was about to pierce my * * *. I gritted my teeth and endured the pain and persisted. After a while, the doctor smiled at me and my mother praised me. My heart is sweeter than eating honey ... since then, I am no longer afraid of injections ... I still remember that night.
Now, I finally understand that the bowl of noodles I ate at that time gave me the power of love. ...
Please indicate the source? Write a touching family composition.