I have a cold. A cold is really hard! I have to take medicine again, my nose is still running, and it hurts to wipe my nose with a towel.
So I told my mother the symptoms. After school at noon, I came home sick. When my mother saw me, she said, "Son, did you fight with your classmates?" I shook my head. Mother touched my head and said, "I have a fever!" " "My mother can't wait to take my temperature with a thermometer. When my mother saw it was 38.3 degrees, she went to the hospital to buy medicine and gave me water in the afternoon. I didn't go to school this afternoon, so my mother asked the teacher for leave for me.
In the evening, I finally felt much better. It's been a hard day, mom.
I learned to be grateful. When I was a child, adults often said to me: learn to be grateful and know how to be grateful.
I never understood what this meant. Slowly, I grew up, and I learned to be grateful in the process of life ... I remember that when I was a child, I suddenly had a fever, and the adults were distressed and anxious.
According to the folk method of treating fever, my mother looked for medicine everywhere, my grandmother was busy boiling water, and my grandfather personally gave me medicine.
Looking at their busy figures, I thought it would be great if I didn't get sick! The high temperature makes me dizzy and groggy. I really hope I can get better soon.
But after taking the medicine, for some reason, my fever just didn't go down.
"alas! There is no way out. It seems that we must take him to the hospital.
"Grandpa said sadly," All right! " So the adults immediately took me to the first hospital for emergency treatment.
After careful examination by the doctor, he was diagnosed with bronchitis and had to be hospitalized.
I stayed in the hospital for four days. These days, my mother and grandfather stayed with me day and night to comfort me, fearing that I would be bored in the hospital. They accompanied me to read books and tell stories, which made me very happy and didn't feel sad at all.
But because they accompany me during the day and watch the infusion bottle at night, they are busy all day and their eyes are black with fatigue. It's too difficult! After careful treatment by the doctor and careful care by my mother, grandmother and grandfather, my illness finally recovered.
On the day of discharge, my mother hugged my thin body and was so distressed that tears fell straight down.
Looking at my mother's tears, I somehow shed them ... After I got better, I was naughty and naughty like many children.
Many times I often make adults very angry, and I often don't change my mind.
Now that I think about it, I'm really ashamed.
In order to make up for my mistakes, I am determined to be a sensible child in the future, not to make adults angry, do my homework consciously every day, do my own thing, and try not to let adults worry! Childhood memories accompanied me to grow up, and the little bits of life made me feel the love and expectation of adults.
Every day after I grow up, I will thank the adults for their care by studying hard, respecting teachers and filial piety! I believe that in this way, adults and I will live happily.
When I had a fever, my mother gave me a warm composition of about 400 words. I woke up from my sleep and coughed. Even the bedside table shook and echoed.
Mother heard this and immediately ran over: "Qiulu, what's wrong with you?" Drink some water! ""good ... ah! " I answered hesitantly, coughing so hard that I couldn't even speak.
My mother brought me a cup of hot water. She tasted it first, tried the water temperature, and then patted me on the back while feeding me.
I feel much more comfortable after drinking hot water.
Father heard my cough and ran from the living room to my bed. He said to his mother, "Take him to the hospital tomorrow.
Mother thought for a moment and said, "All right."
Oh, my heart is really uncomfortable! "On hearing this," I shed tears and wet my pillow.
Mom quickly brought me a towel and put it on the pillow.
The next day, my mother asked for leave and drove me to the clinic for examination and intravenous drip.
In the clinic, my mother held me in her arms, put her hand on mine and asked me what was wrong.
Dad comes home from work to cook, and then sends delicious food to the clinic ... In times of difficulty, I can always feel the warmth of fatherly love and maternal love, which surrounds my back like air. This article is not the author's improvisation, but a memory eight years later. Therefore, there is an aesthetic distance between "tears" and "back", each of which contains the emotional implication and the accumulation of many meanings brought about by the passage of time.
This can be proved by a series of "awakening" words in The Back, such as "I can't forget it", "I was really smart at that time" and "I think about it now, I was really smart at that time!" Wait a minute.
Me.
It is this kind of love that makes me sensible and strong, and lets me know why I should be grateful for my parents' love for us.
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Write down a sick experience. I feel that the weather changes repeatedly, and it is the season that is most likely to catch a cold.
The terrible virus flies around us, and when we are not paying attention, it quietly runs into my body and runs and jumps happily.
My first impression of being sick is that I have to take medicine all the time and lie still in bed, but there are always people who feel happy to be sick and can get rid of some boring class time.
On a beautiful morning, it was supposed to be a new beginning, but it was strange! How do you feel that you have become a big magnet, and you are tightly attracted by the bed and can't move.
Then, I felt my body shaking and my head was at a loss, as if there were countless stars spinning around my head.
I staggered to the door of the house. My mother saw that my face was red and I was short of breath, so she quickly touched my forehead. She found it red and hot and took me to the hospital at once.
The doctor told me: "this is the flu, there will be a fever, so pay more attention!" " "I thought," that's it, I want to take medicine again! " .
When I got home, I lay in bed in pain, which worried everyone. Seeing my mother working hard to help me change the ice pillow, feed medicine and water, I can't help but feel sour and depressed.
Dad went home at night. "Are you better now?" "Did you take your medicine?" Suddenly, passionate love turned into a magical panacea, and all of it ran into my heart in an instant, which made me so moved! A few days later, I returned to my usual energetic appearance.
During my illness these days, I want to thank my family for their meticulous care and care, and for their sleepless care every day.
Confucius once said: "When the body is damaged by flesh and blood, parents dare not damage it, and filial piety begins." .
"So from now on, I will take good care of my body and make myself healthy and lively. This is the beginning of filial piety.
I remember one thing that impressed me the most. Just don't write 600 words too well. Just leave an impression in my mind. In my impression, many people have helped me and loved me deeply, which left a deep impression on my mind. However, what impressed me most was my mother, who gave me the most love and care and was also my favorite person. She gave me life and brought me up through hard work.
I remember one night when I was a child, after 12 o'clock. Suddenly I feel nauseous, chest tightness, fever, and cough one after another from time to time. My mother saw that I was in such pain that she quickly said that she would take me to the hospital for examination. I said I'm not going. At that time, I was most afraid of going to the hospital because I knew I might get an injection when I went to the hospital.
Mom said, if you don't go, just lie in bed first.
It was raining cats and dogs at this moment, and my mother braved the rain to go out and buy medicine for me.
After about 20 minutes, my mother bought medicine and came back. She was wet by the rain. She has no time to change clothes and take off her shoes. She made the medicine at once and fed it to me. She was busy all night, taking my temperature, taking medicine and covering me with a quilt.
Under the careful care of my mother, I recovered from my illness the next day.
I really appreciate my mother. She bought me medicine in the rain at night and took good care of me. This warm love and this touching scene left a deep memory in my heart. She worked tirelessly for me and gave me a lot of maternal love.
I think that only by studying hard now can my mother live a good life in the future.
White clouds can float in the blue sky because the sky is full of love for it; Fish can swim around in the water because the ocean is full of love for it; Flowers can grow healthily in the sun because the sun is full of love for them. There, full of maternal love. "39.5 degrees, you have a fever, please ask your parents to take you to the hospital." "Hey, Mom, I have a fever. Please come and take me home." After the phone call, I thought it would be a long time before my mother came. But after a while, my mother appeared on campus, with a full face of anxiety. Touch my head gently. "I really have a fever. Go to the hospital. " After seeing the doctor, we went home. "You hurry up to wash, take medicine, and then lie in bed. Usually let you pay attention, but you just don't listen ... "My mother murmured. I have fallen asleep, but I feel someone coming in gently to help me wipe my sweat. I know that's my mother. Suddenly, my heart welled up. I lost consciousness before I knew it. When I woke up, my head was covered with gauze, which was very painful. Xiaohong next to me saw that I woke up and immediately asked me, "What's the matter? Does it still hurt?" Are you thirsty? Do you want some water? "Seeing that she cares so much about me and hearing her asking questions, my tears of disappointment came down. Seeing that I was crying, she was very anxious and comforted me constantly. It was she who made me understand that it was friendship love. Suddenly, my heart was full of good feelings. There is a crumpled test paper on the desk, and the harsh score is the lowest I have ever scored. I listlessly followed my classmates to the playground in physical education class. When I returned to the classroom, I was about to take out my book from my desk. Suddenly, I saw a note that said, "One day, I will ride the long wind, break through the huge waves, raise my muddy sails and build a bridge on the deep sea." "This handwriting is too familiar, is the teacher in charge. After reading it, it made me feel good again, and generate showed the strength to keep fighting. The class teacher who is strict with us at ordinary times also has another side. He let me know that it was. Suddenly, my heart was filled with gratitude. There is true love everywhere, and there is true love all the time. They are around us and will touch our hearts inadvertently. There is love everywhere.
Let me remember that it was when I first went to primary school.
My mother didn't know what to worry about and sent me to a boarding school hundreds of miles away from home.
On the day I reported to school, I refused to go at first.
Later, I couldn't stand it, so I pestered my mother to send me to school.
After reporting for duty, my mother patted me and left. I grabbed my mother by the skirts.
Because I'm only eight years old and I can't take care of myself! My mother was cruel, separated my hand and got on the bus and left.
In a blink of an eye, a week passed and my clothes smelled of sweat. Not to mention how uncomfortable they are.
I called my mother and asked her to pick me up on Sunday. My mother said she would work overtime.
I said the clothes were dirty, and my mother said let me learn to wash them myself.
Washing clothes for the first time was really stupid.
Soap is like a disobedient child, always trying to slip away from me.
Although it took a lot of effort and the washing was not clean, it was finished with a sense of accomplishment.
So I learned to do my own laundry.
So I have the ability to take care of myself.
I have a good mother who gave me life and a future.
One winter night, I was doing my homework, and there was silence all around. My mother came over and quietly dressed me in thin clothes.
At that time, the clock struck eleven and the homework was finished. When I turned around, I saw my mother standing beside me quietly. Her eyes were bloodshot. My heart ached badly, and I bumped into my mother's arms, holding my shivering mother, but I couldn't stop sobbing.
You said softly, "Go to sleep, don't cry, mom is not cold."
"Lying in bed, I always can't sleep, and my mother's thin figure always appears in front of my eyes.
How nice mom is! Many years ago, the past came to me and I fell into the past.
It was a summer night, and I woke up from my dream, feeling very uncomfortable and hot all over.
Because my father is a doctor, I clearly judged that I had a fever.
I quickly got up and shouted "Mom, I have a fever".
My mother suddenly turned over, held me in her arms, touched my forehead anxiously, and then quickly gave me medicine, and put the wet headscarf on my head and held it tightly in her arms.
In the morning, I woke up from my sleep and found my mother sitting by the bed.
Seeing that I woke up, she smiled and asked me, "Are you better?" I looked at my mother's kind face, nodded and said excitedly, "much better!" " Mom, thank you ... "My nose is sour and I can't go on.
Thinking of this, I can't help but think of a song that my sister taught me, "Only a mother is good in the world", yes! My mother is the best mother in the world! However, how can I repay my mother's kindness ...
Keep ... remember 600. That was when I first went to primary school.
My mother didn't know what to worry about and sent me to a boarding school hundreds of miles away from home.
On the day I reported to school, I refused to go at first.
Later, I couldn't stand it, so I pestered my mother to send me to school.
After reporting for duty, my mother patted me and left. I grabbed my mother by the skirts.
Because I'm only eight years old and I can't take care of myself! My mother was cruel, separated my hand and got on the bus and left.
In a blink of an eye, a week passed and my clothes smelled of sweat. Not to mention how uncomfortable they are.
I called my mother and asked her to pick me up on Sunday. My mother said she would work overtime.
I said the clothes were dirty, and my mother said let me learn to wash them myself.
Washing clothes for the first time was really stupid.
Soap is like a disobedient child, always trying to slip away from me.
Although it took a lot of effort and the washing was not clean, it was finished with a sense of accomplishment.
So I learned to do my own laundry.
So I have the ability to take care of myself.
I have a good mother who gave me life and a future.
One winter night, I was doing my homework, and there was silence all around. My mother came over and quietly dressed me in thin clothes.
At that time, the clock struck eleven and the homework was finished. When I turned around, I saw my mother standing beside me quietly. Her eyes were bloodshot. My heart ached badly, and I bumped into my mother's arms, holding my shivering mother, but I couldn't stop sobbing.
You said softly, "Go to sleep, don't cry, mom is not cold."
"Lying in bed, I always can't sleep, and my mother's thin figure always appears in front of my eyes.
How nice mom is! Many years ago, the past came to me and I fell into the past.
It was a summer night, and I woke up from my dream, feeling very uncomfortable and hot all over.
Because my father is a doctor, I clearly judged that I had a fever.
I quickly got up and shouted "Mom, I have a fever".
My mother suddenly turned over, held me in her arms, touched my forehead anxiously, and then quickly gave me medicine, and put the wet headscarf on my head and held it tightly in her arms.
In the morning, I woke up from my sleep and found my mother sitting by the bed.
Seeing that I woke up, she smiled and asked me, "Are you better?" I looked at my mother's kind face, nodded and said excitedly, "much better!" " Mom, thank you ... "My nose is sour and I can't go on.
Thinking of this, I can't help but think of a song that my sister taught me, "Only a mother is good in the world", yes! My mother is the best mother in the world! However, how can I repay my mother's kindness
If you write an unforgettable article on the topic of "two or three things about my father", please list the title of the composition ... and expand all two or three things about my father. My father has a Chinese face, wears glasses and has a lot of white hair on his head.
Medium build, a little belly.
Dad is usually very gentle, sleeping in the sun like a "cat", but when he gets angry, it will be earth-shattering, and even ghosts will run away.
Dad and I are very close, and we are "buddies"! There are many things worth remembering between us.
When I was a child, I pestered my father to tell stories every day. After a long time, my father, Jiang Lang, was exhausted. He even told me the story "Once upon a time, there was a temple on the mountain, in which there were two monks, an old man and a young man ..." But most of the time, I watched my father get lost with my eyes open.
Another time, there was a movie in the community, and the dense wall blocked me, so I couldn't see anything.
Dad saw my hard toes and carried me on his shoulders without saying a word until the end of the movie.
I asked my father if he was tired, and he said with a sense of accomplishment, "I am very happy to ride a horse for my son!" " "In those years when my father and I lived, what I remember most was the time when I was sick at the age of six.
That summer, my father's blood pressure has been unstable and he often feels dizzy.
One night, my mother was working the night shift, but I suddenly had a fever. Seeing my red face, my father picked me up in love and went straight to the hospital.
It's late at night, there is no taxi on the road, and my father has been scurrying. In my father's arms, I heard his heart beating faster and faster, and sweat kept dripping on his face ... I remember my father once said: I love you more than my own life! My father is the best father! ...
Thanksgiving parents composition 600 words. 1, the fallen leaves hover in the air, forming 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 gratitude makes us understand the true meaning of life.
-Ming, where are we from? When we hear this question, we will definitely say that our parents brought us into this world.
Yes, one day more than ten years ago, our parents greeted us with tears and happy smiles.
But from the moment we came into this world, our parents had an extra heavy job-taking care of us.
Although the burden was heavy, my parents raised me without complaint.
In order to give us a comfortable living environment, they always work so hard and hard.
When we were young, we always took it for granted, because we didn't understand or know the hardships of our parents.
Now, when we grow up, we know that we should be considerate of our parents with a grateful heart and shoulder the responsibility of taking care of and honoring our parents.
Because of our parents, we have the opportunity to experience the warmth and coldness of life and enjoy the joy and happiness of life in this colorful world. They gave us life and gave us meticulous care.
When children are happy, they are happiest with their parents. When children are depressed, they are most concerned about their parents.
As deep as licking calves, the love of parents is as deep as the sea.
Therefore, regardless of parents' social status, knowledge level and other qualities, they are our greatest benefactors in this life and people worthy of our love forever.
But, classmates, have you ever asked yourself: How much do I care about my parents? Have you noticed your parents' birthdays? On your birthday, have you ever thought about letting your mother be born with the pain of death? Have you ever really blessed your mother? China is an ancient civilization, which has emphasized filial piety since ancient times. Confucius said, "You must know your parents' age.
One is joy and the other is fear.
"In other words, parents are in good health and children should always be concerned.
However, it is reported that this year's sampling survey in a middle school in Beijing shows that nearly 50% of students don't know their parents' birthdays, let alone celebrate their parents' birthdays.
Students, maybe a blessing is nothing to yourself, but for parents, it is better than anything and unforgettable, which is enough to make them cry! Actually, gratitude is very simple. When parents drag their tired bodies home, we can pour a cup of hot tea every day and give their parents a warm greeting. Report your school situation to your parents every day; Clean the house once a week.
Go home and study hard, and don't worry your parents.
Filial piety is the foundation of being a man. Only those who know how to be grateful to their parents can be regarded as complete people.
Students, let's learn to be grateful to our parents! Treat our parents with a grateful heart and communicate with them with a sincere heart. Don't take it for granted that everything our parents do for us. They brought us to this beautiful world, which is great enough, and they raised us without asking for anything in return. Let's stop asking for their contributions. Gratitude, thank your parents for their bit by bit.
Learn to be grateful, because it will make the world better and life more fulfilling.
We should always be grateful to our parents.
Twelve years ago, my parents brought me into this world. Because I am the only daughter of my parents and I am their darling, I naturally enjoy their care, dedication and gifts. I never felt anything wrong, and I never thought about sharing something for my parents.
It was last year's theme class meeting that deeply touched my heart and completely changed me.
I remember the name of the class meeting is "Thanksgiving to parents, light up the true feelings". In the soothing music of the class meeting, the scene of my parents taking care of me is vivid: two years ago, I was sick, and my parents ran around behind my back, seeking medical treatment everywhere. From their anxious expressions and careful care, I deeply realized my parents' heartfelt love for me.
One night during my stay in hospital, it was very cold and it was snowing heavily outside.
Dad came to bring me dinner after work, but I want to eat jiaozi.
Without saying a word, he put down the home-cooked food he had brought and braved the cold wind and snow to go out and buy me jiaozi.
After a long time, the snowman-like father came back. Before he could brush off the snow, he asked me eagerly, "Are you hungry?" Looking at my father's kind face and touching his hand, I was moved to tears.
My parents not only care about my health, but also care about my growth.
They taught me to talk, walk, read and write, and told me stories.
They are my first teachers.
After I went to school, although my parents were very busy at work, they always asked me how I was getting along at school every night, whether I got along well with my classmates, whether I had any difficulties in my study and so on. Especially in windy, rainy and snowy weather, my parents always come to pick me up from school for fear that I will get caught in the rain and freeze.
Whenever I encounter difficulties in my study, they always help me patiently and encourage me not to be afraid.
I remember one night in the third grade, I was sitting at the table doing my homework and my mother was cooking.
I can't do a math problem, and I sigh alone.
My mother noticed, so she ran over and patiently gave me guidance.
When I worked out this problem under her guidance, a burning smell came to my face and my mother remembered the dishes in the pot.
..... For more than ten years, my parents have been concerned about my affairs.
One day last year, I sat on the sofa and picked up an orange in the fruit bowl at will.
The orange was so bright that I peeled it three times, five times and twice.
It suddenly occurred to me that the teacher taught us to be grateful. I stayed for a while, and then I divided the peeled oranges into two parts, one for my mother and the other for my father.
Without too many words, I saw my mother's sweet smile.
Dad said happily and loudly, "thank you!" My daughter peeled oranges for me! " Looking at my parents' incredible happiness, I ...
There are many memorable things in the past six years on campus, among which the teacher is the best to me, and the teacher takes care of us like his own children.
I remember one morning, my stomach suddenly hurt. Later, Mr. Ren immediately called my dad and asked him to take me to see a doctor. I was very moved to see the teacher in a hurry, but I didn't care about the teacher and was still angry with him. In retrospect, I really shouldn't.
Another time I had a fever in winter and couldn't go to school. Later, when the teacher presented the prize, I had a fever and caught a cold, and I got one or two books, so Zhang Yuxuan and Dong Hao sent them to me. They were not afraid of being infected by me, but now I don't cherish these two friends, but I still bully them. I feel guilty. Here I want to say to them: "I'm sorry!" "
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