Five 800-word essays on the topic of family love
Family love is the driving force of life. It is like a guitar slung across your back. The deeper you get into the love, the more it can pluck your heartstrings; family love is like a bunch of keys hanging around your neck, opening the door. There are melancholy doors and windows. Below are the essays I compiled on the topic of family love. You are welcome to read them.
Warm family affection
My parents are doing business in the distant Jiuquan, Gansu Province. As for me, before coming to Jiuquan, I have been staying in the countryside of my hometown in Henan. I grew up slowly amid the busyness and neglect of my parents. My grandma has been carrying me since I was three months old. Therefore, my relationship with my grandma is very deep and I simply cannot live without her. My grandma is an amiable person. I remember when I was in the first grade, the school still paid tuition fees, plus miscellaneous fees and homework fees, which cost dozens of dollars. For a poor rural family, it was an astronomical figure. Grandma didn't have that much money at all, so she had to beg the teacher to let me go to school first if she owed it. After my grandma returned home, in order to raise enough money for me to go to school, she secretly went out to pick up bottles and sell them for money. One day at noon, I came home and found that the door was locked and grandma was not at home. This made me very anxious! I ran to the street to look for grandma, but I couldn’t find her after searching for a long time. I was so anxious that I almost cried and ran for a while. Finally, I saw my grandma walking towards me crookedly carrying a bag of bottles. My confused grandma: "Grandma, why did you come back with a bag of bottles?" Grandma looked at me, smiled and said to me: "Your tuition is too expensive, grandma can't make money, so I have no choice but to go to school for you." I went to pick up the bottles and sell them for money, but I still haven’t collected enough, alas!? Grandma sighed, and after I heard this, tears fell down like broken beads. Grandma saw me crying, touched my head, and asked eagerly: "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Ah, Chunyan, are you okay?" I wiped away my tears and said: "Grandma, why are you so stupid? Why? Grandma" He said: "I'm not stupid. When you go to college, you won't have to pick up bottles and sell them like grandma. After you go to college, you will have countless money and endless delicacies." ?I cried and said: ?I don’t want money, I don’t want delicacies, I don’t want my grandma to suffer! I want my grandma, I just want a good grandma who can eat well all day long, wear warm clothes, and be healthy. After hearing this, grandma shed tears, hugged me in her arms, and kept saying: "My good granddaughter, grandma will not let you suffer." ?
At noon, grandma really made me eat well. Although the food was very ordinary, it tasted delicious to me. For the next ten years or so, my grandma would think of ways to keep me fed and clothed. The dish my grandma often cooks is radish and cabbage. Although many of my classmates are tired of eating it, I will never get tired of it.
When I was in sixth grade, I returned to my parents and came to the unfamiliar Jiuquan. My mother may feel that she owes me a lot. She often relies on me and always buys me many delicious things, but she is always unambiguous about my studies. My mother checked all the homework assigned by the teacher. If there was a wrong question, my mother pointed it out on the spot. She didn’t tell me the answer, but only told me the basic method. Every time I look at my mother's gentle face, I always smile. Sometimes, when I make a mistake, I never dare to look at my mother's stern eyes. I always blush and lower my head.
Grandma works hard, and so does my mother. They also warm me with their affection!
Family affection is the driving force of life
In the most helpless life On the road, family love is the most lasting motivation, giving us selfless help and support; on the loneliest emotional road, family love is the most sincere companionship, making us feel incomparable warmth and comfort; at the most helpless crossroads, family love is The clearest road signs guide us to successfully reach our goals. Simple, family love is just a small nest built by a few branches. But I am younger and can easily dive in. There is a bowl of water inside, which is cool and sweet, nourishing my thirsty soul; there is a bulging bag inside, which is fragrant and fills me up endlessly. There is a bed inside, which is soft and warm, soothing my inexplicable sadness; there is also a pot of flowers, a painting, and a poem, embellished with some exhortations and embedded with some entrustments?
< p> Family love is like a guitar slung across your back. The deeper you get, the more it touches your heartstrings. Family love is like a vine. No matter where you are, it always holds your hand tightly. "Family love is a bunch of keys hanging around the neck, opening melancholy doors and windows." Family affection is in the glance between the eyebrows, in the shallow smile, and in my lyrical ditty.Family love is the rain, which takes away the annoyance and leaves behind the coolness; family love is the wind, which blows away the sorrow and leaves happiness; family love is the sun, which takes away the darkness and leaves behind the light. Family love is the greatest. No matter you are happy, depressed, painful, or hesitant, it will always walk gently on your road and quietly accompany you throughout your life.
There is no vigorous and vigorous "Baitou Life and Death in Yuanyangpu", but it also makes "the setting sun move silently"; there is no "everyone is willing to be a winged bird in the sky, and is willing to be a twig on the ground", but it is also "eternal and everlasting" Sometimes it ends, the blood is connected forever? There is no eternity like the two willow trees in front of the door, the branches and leaves are inseparable, but there is the silent hope that people will last forever, thousands of miles away. Wishes?
The falling snowflakes cannot take away the solidified memories. The solemnity that travels through time and space enters the years that will never grow old. Waiting silently like a bud, reluctant to leave like the sunset, in the vision of the heart, in the soul Two words are reflected in the depths.
Family love is a tree, and everyone is a root of it, allowing it to absorb nutrients and stay young forever; family love is a river, and everyone is a tributary of it, allowing it to never dry up and move forward; Family love is a fire, and everyone is its firewood, so that it never goes out and warms the world. Family love is like water, which makes the complicated become pure after being filtered; family love is like fire, which makes the plain become more angular through calcining; family love is poetry, which makes boring become a kind of artistic conception through modification.
Family love is the eternal driving force of life.
Family love is hidden around me
If there is no family love in the world, it is like being unable to find the way forward on a dark road.
If there is no family love in the world, it is like not being able to find the warm full moon in the night sky on August 15th.
If there is no family affection in the world, it is like losing the spring rain in spring to nourish all things.
Warmth in the severe winter
Late one winter night, in the dead of night, there was silence all around. I lay on the bed with a warm thick quilt covering me. I slowly opened my eyes hazy. I noticed that the light in the room was still on. I looked at the branches blown by the cold wind outside the window and thought it was so late. Why isn't my mother sleeping yet? I put on my coat and went to my mother's bed and asked with concern: "Mom, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Mom heard me. Slowly he raised his head and looked at me and said, "The weather forecast says it will drop to two or three degrees tomorrow. I'm worried that your hands will be frozen, so I'll just make you a pair of gloves." ?I shook my head and said: ?Mom, I'm not cold. You have worked hard all day, so it's time to rest early. My mother touched my little head with her gentle hand and shook her hand and said: "Your little hands will be frozen tomorrow. How can you write well? If you don't do your homework well, your grades will be affected." You'd better leave me alone and go to bed!? I had no choice but to lie on the warm bed again, but I couldn't fall asleep. My mother's red, swollen and bloodshot eyes always come to mind. Mom, you are so kind! I can't help but think of the past.
Warmth in confusion
I remember it was a late autumn afternoon. When school was over, it was raining heavily. I was walking home in the heavy rain. On the way, I always felt top-heavy. When I got home, Just fell on the bed. In the evening, my mother came back from get off work and saw me lying on the bed. She came over and touched my head. I thought it must be very hot. My mother looked at my painful expression and looked at the heavy rain outside the window. She hurriedly put on her raincoat, picked me up and walked to the hospital. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the relentless rain kept coming. My mother was afraid that I would get caught in the rain, so she covered me with most of the raincoat. I don’t know why the hospital used to be very close to our home, but now it seems far away. My mother was soaked by the rain, but she helped me get hospitalized. The doctor gave me an injection. After taking the medicine, I fell asleep.
The next day, I woke up and saw my mother sleeping next to me. I silently thought of a poem my father taught me when I was a child: "The thread is in the hands of a loving mother, and the clothes are on the wanderer's body." We met closely before leaving, but I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. ?
Psychic Touch
Now I am a seventeen-year-old girl, but every time I see the little gloves I have collected, the touching scene from that time always comes to mind. However, how should I repay my mother? The affection between my mother and I will become stronger and stronger as time goes by!
The power of affection
In the most helpless situation On the road of family love, family love is the most lasting motivation, giving us selfless help and support; on the loneliest emotional road, family love is the most sincere companionship, making us feel incomparable warmth and comfort; at the most helpless crossroads, family love is the most sincere companionship. It is a clear road sign that guides us to reach our goal. The power of family affection is great.
Family love is the story of Mulan taking the place of her father; family love is the story of Meng’s mother moving three times; family love is the melody of A Bing’s two springs reflecting the moon.
I believe everyone knows the poignant love story between the Seven Fairies and Dong Yong, but who knows the story of Dong Yong selling his body to bury his father? According to legend, Dong Yong was a Qiancheng man in the Eastern Han Dynasty. His mother died when he was young. In order to escape During the war, he moved to another place. Soon his father also died. Due to his poor family, Dong Yong had to sell himself as a slave to a wealthy family in exchange for funeral expenses. On his way to work, he met a woman under the shade of a locust tree. The woman said she was homeless, so the two got married. The woman spent a month weaving three hundred pieces of brocade to pay off Dong Yong's debts and redeem himself. On the way home, the woman told Dong Yong that she was the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven and was ordered to help Dong Yong pay off his debts. After saying this, she left in the sky. Therefore, Huaiyin was changed to Xiaogan.
It was precisely because of the great family love that Dong Yong sold himself to bury his father; precisely because of the touching family love, the Emperor of Heaven was moved and sent people to help Dong Yong. All this is because of the power of family affection.
Meng Zong, a native of Jiangxia during the Three Kingdoms period, lost his father when he was young and his mother was old and sick. The doctor told him to make soup with fresh bamboo shoots and give it to her mother to cure her illness. It was the middle of winter. Where were the fresh bamboo shoots? Meng Zong had no idea what to do, so he ran into the bamboo forest alone, holding the bamboo and crying. After a while, he heard the ground crack and saw several young shoots growing on the ground. Meng Zong was overjoyed and took it back to make soup for his mother. After Meng Zong's mother drank the soup, her illness for many years was cured. Later, Meng Zong's official position was also promoted to Sikong.
Since ancient times, filial piety has been the priority among all virtues. Meng Zong’s interpretation of filial piety can be said to be moving. Because of Meng Zong's sincere filial piety, he collected life-saving bamboo shoots, and his mother's illness was cured. This is also the power of family affection.
The prominent Han Wen Emperor Liu Heng was famous for his benevolence and filial piety in governing the country. He never slacked off in serving his mother. His mother was ill and bedridden for three years. He often couldn't sleep and couldn't take off his clothes. He would definitely taste the decoction for his mother before letting her take it with confidence.
Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty reigned for 24 years, emphasizing moral governance and promoting etiquette. Because of this, he could not only cure the "small family", but also the world, which led to the later "Wenjing Zhi".
The kindness of parents in raising children should be repaid with springs. Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty often used decoctions and medicines in person, which also showed the importance of family ties.
Family love is an eternal topic. It is precisely because of the family affection that blood is thicker than water that it accompanies us through every unforgettable day and composes a colorful life.
Why is this? On our road to success, what makes us move forward with our heads high and never look back? That is the power of family affection. It makes us no longer afraid of fighting alone. It lets us know that the power of family love is great and will always accompany us every step of the way to success.
The power of love? The power of family affection!
The taste of family affection
? Who has never died in life since ancient times, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history? It was Wen Tianxiang’s choice; ?I am smiling to the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact? It was Tan Sitong’s choice; it was Zhu Ziqing’s choice that he would rather starve to death than eat relief food from the United States. And my choice is family affection and a slight fragrance. It was late at night, and I was lying on the table writing furiously. The lights across the window were extinguished one by one, and people fell asleep. I looked at the homework in my hand, hey, only by persisting and persisting can I deliver the assignment! Rubbing my tired eyes, a slender shadow appeared in front of my desk. I looked back - it was my mother. She appeared in front of me with a cup of thick milk. She said softly: "Son, it's almost ten o'clock, and you are still doing your homework! Drink it quickly and do it." Go to bed early!? After saying that, my mother turned around and walked out of the room to do housework. The glass of milk was still steaming, and the warm aroma slowly flowed into my heart. This is family love, which always brings warmth to me when I need her most. Astringent and bitter, my father raised his palm, and that broad palm seemed to contain all the hope and anger. I closed my eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of my eye - I knew it was my fault, I shouldn't have After so contradicting my father, I looked at the bright red and eye-catching "69" score on the test paper in my hand for a long time. I opened my eyes. There was no burning pain in my ears. I looked at my father in shock. The father who was angry but couldn't bear to take action, from his In my eyes, I read disappointment and love. My father put down his hand helplessly and gently uttered these words: Let's go back to the house! I understand what my father means. He wants me to continue to work hard, to fight, to work hard, to take back what belongs to me. score. I don’t know why, my face burst into tears all of a sudden. That silent love and a heart full of hope are exactly the deepest and most sincere family affection! Xiangqin Heartland I dragged my tired body downstairs and was about to wash my face when I felt a burst of fragrance. It floated straight into my nostrils. Wow! It smells so good! I searched for the source of the fragrance like a dream, but I saw my mother's frozen red hands outside the door holding my favorite - Xiaolong Baozi. When she saw me, she shouted happily: "Longlong, come and eat the buns!" She jumped out of the car and put the buns into my hands. It turns out that my mother went to buy steamed buns for me early in the morning. I took the bun, and a warm current surged into my heart. Family love, just like the fragrance of this bun, is sweet but never inferior! If the sea loses the rolling of the huge waves, it will lose its majesty; if the desert loses the wild dance of flying sand, it will lose its splendor; if life loses family love, life will also lose its majesty. It loses its meaning.