Focus on topic composition
Focus on topic composition 1 focus on what?
Care is like an invisible hand, which connects our hearts tightly and lets us travel in a world full of love.
Care is like a kite flying high, you can't get rid of that slender thread. Overseas wanderers miss their motherland, which is a concern; Parents' yearning for their children is a kind of concern. This concern is better than a kite, and it is inseparable from the other end of the line.
Care is like a fence wrapped around vines of melons and beans. Just as everyone can't leave his home, he will be deeply attached to his family and breathe the warmth of home. A wife will miss her husband. I remember this reader once published an article "The Man Who Sent the New Year Card", in which he wrote: After his wife died, her husband who loved her deeply felt that his life was bleak and fell into deep despair. When the new year came, he unexpectedly received a new year card. His sincere blessing made him feel that someone still cared about him. So he rekindled his confidence in life and felt the beauty of the world. When he went to the post office to ask who sent him the New Year card, he found out the truth. It turned out that his wife dragged her sick body a month before her death and asked the post office staff to keep it for more than a month before sending it!
What are your concerns?
Care is an invisible gun that rings when you are most lonely.
Care is the ladder of growth. When we were young, we didn't know what care was. When I grow up, I know that caring is a noble feeling, a feeling of missing, just like a sentence: people are not vegetation, who can be ruthless and who doesn't have what they care about?
Caring is a spiritual sustenance. Although people are here, my heart is already missing people far away.
Worry is a cotton-padded jacket, not rich enough, but enough to keep out the cold.
Care is a spiritual mobile phone, connecting you and me.
Concern is the deep concern of one heart for another, and it is the bond connecting family, friendship and love. Concern is a family affection, a wisp of acacia, a kind of happiness.
Caring is a life form, a spiritual place and a psychological magnetic field that everyone should look for and cherish. The best way to identify the depth of feelings is to pay attention to the length of time. The beautiful legend of Peacock Flying Southeast, the eternal swan song of Meng Jiangnu Crying for the Great Wall, the joys and sorrows of butterfly lovers, and the wonderful sentence of "I miss you like the moon, and it decreases every night" all describe that your face is getting thinner and thinner because of your concern until you pay your life and leave us a true and sincere sad and beautiful story.
Concern is a cup of rich emotional nectar, and it is a farewell blessing. Parents' concern for their children is like a cloud, which floats around with the birds in the sky, across the Qian Shan and haunts the children's hearts. The concern between brothers and sisters is like a mountain stream, clear and transparent. As long as the mountain is not old, it keeps flowing, drinking songs and splashing water all the way. The concern between husband and wife is like graceful words, lingering and far away, and acacia often makes tears stick to the towel. There is also the kind of concern between friends that does not contain blood relationship and is not mixed with selfish distractions, which often gives people endless strength and courage.
Concern is a precious emotion between people. It has no false impurities and no utilitarian color. Caring is a generous and selfless dedication, a deep blessing and a silent prayer. Care is not an illusory mirage, but real details and actions. Buying a pill and squeezing a little toothpaste is a sign of concern; Asking "good morning" and saying "good night" are expressions of concern; A greeting card, a letter from home, a phone call, a message ... are all manifestations of love.
Concern is the whisper of the soul and the dialogue between the hearts.
Pay attention to the topic composition 3 There is always a lot of fog around the old house in my memory. Three years later, I returned to my old house, and the city walls collapsed, but the moss on the slate was fresh. I can't imagine how grandma walked this road and shouldered my burden. The old house is my grandmother's concern for me.
The wind is blowing, and there is a cloud in front of me, Feiyun. Fog is not fog, but smoke, wisteria is rotting, and flowers are like people. Grandma came to mind. She hasn't been ill in bed these years. She still smiles, and her face is like a chrysanthemum blooming in the sunset.
At the door of the old house, the smell of wood precipitated in the nasal cavity, and the items were placed simply but neatly. Some wooden lattice windows are sealed with tape, maroon, like a pair of scissors, squandering the originally dim sunshine. Nails show teeth, telling the vicissitudes of life. I touched it as if I were keeping the pulse of the past. It seems that my mother and I were cleaning here yesterday. Grandma grinned and told us to pay attention to safety while leaning over wisteria. I bought wisteria on a whim, but she always cared for it like a baby. Wisteria always has a faint fragrance. I planted a seed in my tender heart, that is, home, grandma's taste and grandma's concern.
Every night's cooking smoke is my grandmother's concern for me. When I get home from playing with my friends, the meal is ready, just waiting for me to eat. Grandma smiled and said, "Little greedy cat, it's time to eat." The delicious food contains grandma's concern for me.
Now, grandma is gone, and my memory stays in those days when the trees are mottled. Please tell me, old house, where can I find grandma's concern?
It was quiet in the old house, but I suddenly woke up. Grandma's concern will accompany me in this old house.
My grandmother cares about me in the old house. This old house is deeply imprinted in my heart.
Concern is a precious emotion between people, a deep concern from one heart to another, a distant letter, a whisper from the heart, a greeting from the family, a dialogue from the heart, and a kind of happiness.
What worries me most is my grandfather. Grandpa was a doctor before his death. He treated many people. He is very kind to patients and welcomes every patient who comes for treatment with a smile. Rain or wind, day or night, he is always on call and never complains. He is a good doctor in people's minds.
Grandpa has been dead for three years. He will live in my mind forever. Whenever I think of him, it will bring back many memories of my childhood.
In spring, my grandfather took me to cultivate soil and plant flowers in the garden, and in summer, he took me for a walk, hide and seek, catch butterflies and birds in the fields where the wheat waves were rolling. After dinner, he took me to the door to enjoy the cool. I looked up and counted the stars in the sky. Grandpa tells fairy tales, and my heart is full of magical fantasies. I asked my grandfather: Is there really a cowherd and a weaver girl in the sky? Is there really a magpie bridge? Are there really WU GANG and Chang 'e? Grandpa always smiles without saying a word.
My grandfather has been ill for as long as I can remember. He suffers from pulmonary heart disease. In severe cases, he can't breathe. Illness destroyed him again and again. He died prematurely. Whenever I think of these past events, tears slowly slide down my cheeks. ...
May my grandfather hear my call under the grave.
Grandpa, you are my eternal concern!
Pay attention to the topic composition 5 It is raining lightly. I was lying on my desk, looking at the light rain outside the window, and a figure came to my mind. She often appeared in my dreams and was my best playmate when I was a child.
Go back in time and go back to childhood. Those two lovely little girls with long hair braids, fantasizing that they are princesses, are playing hand in hand, talking and laughing. One of them is me, and the other is my best friend-Ma Xiaodi.
At that time, we were carefree and innocent, not knowing that we would leave each other one day.
We are good friends in the same village and school. We go to school and eat together every day. Her mother won't be worried when she finds out that she hasn't come home, because she knows she must be at my house. I remember when I was six years old, I got a disease-acute appendicitis. When she heard the news, she pestered his mother to go to the hospital to see me. When she opened the door and saw me lying in the hospital bed, she cried, deeply. I was moved by her and shed tears.
When I was in the fourth grade, the math teacher didn't teach well and didn't do his duty. After finishing the fourth grade, my mother asked me to transfer to Hope Primary School in Nanle County. She was sad when she found out, and I didn't want to leave her. However, the fact is so cruel, so cruel. ...
I feel very heavy when I start school in the morning. Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Di also came to see me off. I found her head bowed and her eyes were red. I was dragged into the car by my mother and the car drove away. She suddenly raised her head, and raindrops hit every part of him. I looked back at her and found water on her face. I don't know if this is tears or rain. Driving faster and faster, I am getting farther and farther away from her. ...
It's still raining, just like my heart is crying.
Concerned about the topic composition 6 In this world, there are many kinds of feelings between people, such as: worry, concern, anger … and he has been concerned about my carelessness.
Every time I see my scarred home, I will keep asking me, "Did someone bully you?" ? Come on, I'll put medicine on your wound now. "
Every time I go to class, you will remind me: "Don't forget to bring my bus card and key. Be careful not to fall. "
What's more, I have been reminded before going to school: "Don't forget to bring stationery, homework and textbooks."
Hi, always remind me when I raise the national flag on Monday: "Don't forget to bring the red scarf, don't forget to wear the school uniform."
Alas, dad, it is you who constantly remind me, help me, accompany me and tell me this careless child every day in this busy morning.
I, the careless urchin. What should you do once you leave? I often get scolded by my teacher and forget to bring something.
I still remember the day of my junior high school exam-you couldn't worry about me, so you copied down the time of our exam by hand. Every time after the exam and during the break, you worry about me in another way
In your concern, you ask questions. He also asked me, "What do you think of your exam? Is there any ink in the pen? Are there any unanswered questions? How many points do you estimate your four subjects add up this time? "
That day, I understood-every day, you worry about me all the time, worry about me and care about me. No, I may not be able to finish my daily life as a student if you want me.
Father, even if you are working, you should try to call me every day to ask me questions, every day, 365 days.
Father! When I grow up, I don't want you to worry about me every day. So I want to be independent and grow up.
There is a person who can't give up his concern for you no matter where you go. She is willing to devote her life to you selflessly; There is a kind of love that you can take and enjoy at will without asking for anything in return ... This person is called "mother" and this kind of love is called "maternal love".
I remember when I was 8 years old, my mother went out to work and I was doing my homework. I saw my mother go out, so I put down my homework and went out to play. Unexpectedly, however, she came home like a ghost, carefully checked my homework, and found that my homework had not been finished, and her face was red with anger. I know she is Zhang Fei's temper. A storm was inevitable, and she was scared and shivering against the wall. Sure enough, she raised her hand angrily and slapped me hard. I was beaten in dribs and drabs, and my ears banged. Seeing me grinning, I burst into tears. She picked up another stick and hit me, asking, "Why don't you finish your homework and go out to play?" Why? "I hate her to death in my heart. So, my mother and I had a quarrel and ran into the house, holding our heads and crying. I cried and fell asleep. I don't know how long it took, but I woke up and found my mother beside me, holding my hand tightly and accompanying me. I can see from her face that she cares about her daughter very much. I was deeply moved. I hugged my mother tightly and said, "Mom, I love you. "
Maternal love is like gold, maternal love is like gold. If it is gold, it will shine, but it will never rust, and a mother's love for her children will never change. Motherly love is as simple as wood, caring for our young hearts all the time; Maternal love is like water, and maternal love is like a trickle. Although silent, but affectionate; Maternal love is like fire, and the temperature of the fire shines on us to thrive; Motherly love is as common as the earth, but its power is infinite.
Pay attention to the topic composition 8 taste concern
Care is a heart, a deep concern for another heart, and a bond connecting family, friendship and feelings. Concern is a family, a ray of acacia, a ray of happiness.
Hanging is a life form, a spiritual place and psychological magnetic field that everyone is looking for and cherishing. The best way to identify the depth of feelings is to pay attention to the length of time. The beautiful legend of "Peacock flies southeast", the eternal swan song of "Meng Jiangnu cries the Great Wall", and the joys and sorrows of "butterfly lovers". The wonderful sentence of "thinking of a gentleman is like looking at the moon, and every night is streamer" describes the story of caring for each other until the face becomes thinner and thinner, until life is sacrificed, leaving us with a true and sincere sad beauty.
Caring is a cup of rich emotional nectar, and saying goodbye is a good wish. Parents' care for their children is like a cloud, floating around with the birds in the sky, crossing the Qian Shan and lingering in the children's hearts. The concern between brothers and sisters is like a mountain stream, clear and transparent. As long as the green hills are not old, there will be an endless stream. Sing a Lu Ge and stir up waves all the way. The concern between husband and wife is a graceful word, lingering and far away, and the similarities often make tears touch the towel. There is also the concern between friends that does not contain blood relationship and selfish thoughts, which can give people endless strength and courage.
Concern is a precious emotion between people. It has no false impurities and no utilitarian color. Caring is generous giving and selfless dedication. This is a deep blessing and silent prayer. Caring is not a mirage, but concrete details and actions. Buying a pill and squeezing a little toothpaste are all signs of caring.
Asking "good morning" and saying "good night" are expressions of concern; A greeting card, a letter from home, a phone call, a short message … are all expressions of concern.
Concern is the whisper of the soul and the dialogue of the soul.
After graduating from primary school, I have been worried about my classmates, but I have not cherished the years I spent with them before, leaving only a trace of concern.
I spent most of my five years with my classmates, so my classmates were very close. From strangeness to familiarity, from discord to mutual assistance. .....
At school, we like to play tricks on people with other boys. They were scared and cried by us many times. Once, a male classmate and I put a bug in a girl's pencil box. The male classmate and I both secretly laughed in our hearts, imagining how scared the girl would be when she opened the pencil case from time to time. At the beginning of class, the female classmate prepared something for class, but when he opened the pencil case and took the pen, he found a bug on the pen, which scared him to fall from his position and screamed from time to time. The male classmate and I both laughed when we saw the success of the trick. Now that I think about it, I really feel guilty.
Another time when we were in physical education class, when Teacher Huang was resting, a group of boys threw a dead toad at a girl, and the girl ran, jumped and screamed. That's how we boys watch programs.
By the time of graduation ceremony, I felt regret, and my original joy was replaced by shame for my stupid behavior. Now, at the moment when my classmates broke up, I began to miss them and care about them …
Pay attention to the topic composition 10 Some people may ask what is attention? When it comes to caring, everyone will know what it means. But who will use it in practice?
As the saying goes: "A son is worried for a thousand miles, and the essay is' concerned about the essay'." Every mother is like this. When her children are about to leave home for a long trip, they will talk about making a phone call and adding clothes when it is cold.
But who would think of caring for an elderly mother? Some people wonder what will happen at home. If they were really busy, they wouldn't call. By that time, it will be too late. I will take care of myself all day, others will not think about anything, I will eat and drink enough to live my life one day, and let other things go with the wind! But you are wrong. At this moment, there are elderly mothers at home who are thinking about their children. When the weather gets cold, my mother will call to ask questions and ask for more clothes. It's very cold. I won't say or write anything about my parents. This is the concern of hometown mothers for their children.
I had something to do outside, so I finally went home and didn't spend much time with my mother. I didn't have a chance to have a reunion dinner with my mother. Just eating and drinking with friends outside, let my mother eat and write at home. When I came home, I was drunk. When I got home, I fell asleep in bed. When I fall asleep, my mother will quietly come to the bed and take care of this drunken son. Taking care of everything, all the food was spit out, and the elderly mother cleaned it over and over again, so she kept it until dawn, but it was her mother who got up first to make breakfast. It is the mother's meticulous care.
In fact, we should honor our parents and don't need to buy those expensive things. Just a few kind greetings will make them very happy.
Pay attention to the topic composition 1 1 attention is an emotion.
I don't know if you really taste the good taste of being noticed, and I don't know if you can feel the warm feeling when being noticed. However, I know that the feeling of caring about this kind of feelings grows with age.
When I was a child, I didn't know what care was and I didn't know that I was cared for by many people. I only remember that every time I go out, my mother always tells me to be careful with the traffic and go home early. At that time, I didn't know it was called "caring", let alone its connotation-how much consciousness and love it contained.
Gradually, I grew up and gradually understood the preciousness of this concern. For example, every time my father goes out and my mother pays attention to the weather forecast of the place where my father goes every day, I won't be naive enough to clamor for cultural programs. Because I know, maybe mom knows, even knowing where the weather forecast is can't help dad, but it's a concern and a love.
Now, when I receive a letter from a friend who has been far away from home, I will never throw it away, but read it carefully. Because I understand that this is the concern of friends, and reading letters is the best choice to enjoy this concern; Just like a cold wind blowing, I received a warm concern. I won't delay answering my letter again, because I know that although he is very concerned, he doesn't want my concern.
In fact, sometimes, caring is very tiring, but it is very enjoyable, because it is an answer to comfort the soul.
Although carefree and chic, there is still concern behind it.
I, like to care, I want to wash away the troubles in every friend's heart with my care; I want to pick a piece of white cloud, with my care, to send a peace, a happiness, a innocence and a deep blessing to every friend of mine.
Pay attention to the topic composition 12 attention is a string tied with a kite, no matter how far you fly, it will always miss you. Care is the negative you don't want to expose. No matter the boring life or the dusty years, I can't erase my thoughts about my family. Maybe I didn't know what care was before, and I didn't experience the feeling of care, but then I understood care and cared about others.
That was when I went to New Oriental to learn English last semester. I am alone in Beijing, surrounded by strange environment and strange classmates. Everything there is strange. However, I don't know when I started to feel lonely. Walking on campus, watching girls of similar age whispering to their girlfriends, I felt sorry for myself, and a feeling of "missing my relatives more during the festive season" came to me. I finally experienced caring for my family. The days without caring are boring, just like the sky without rainbows and lightning. It's like brewed coffee without sugar or salt.
There is another person who worries me very much. She is my old aunt. She died of a work-related injury. When she was working, she was mercilessly poured on her body by 100 degrees of water. If others might not be able to hold on, my old aunt quickly climbed the ladder and she was saved. She struggled for 7749 days, and then death took away my strong old aunt. Aunt, do you have any memories in heaven? Did you receive the care I sent you?
When a person is dying, everything else can be lost. The only thing he doesn't want to lose is his intermittent last words-eternal concern for his loved ones.
"Jiang Tianyi color without fine dust, our headquarters solitary moon wheel. Whoever sees the moon by the river, Jiang Yue sees people first. " There is a charm that stirs in my heart, but it can't drive away the carefree sadness in my heart, and that is the feeling that caring brings me.
Concerned about the topic composition 13, is a family, a deep concern, a real concern.
During the summer vacation, my mother sent me to my grandmother's house in Lushun and started this happy holiday life for all ages.
Because I have recently become a little boy with braces, every morning, grandma will carefully cut breakfast into small pieces and put them on the plate. When I do my homework in the morning, my grandmother will strictly discipline me and make me write every word carefully. Under grandma's strict supervision, I dare not be presumptuous again. Whenever I don't write carefully, I will be severely "taught" by my grandmother and I dare not go back. So, after a few days, my handwriting improved. In order to make my eyes brighter, grandma always urges me to master the writing posture and tells me not to watch too much TV or read books for too long at night.
A week passed quickly. It's the weekend, and my parents are coming to pick me up. The moment I met my parents, I felt a sense of sadness, and I was reluctant to leave my grandmother. I have to go, my nose is sour, and I can't bear to let my grandmother be lonely. I took my grandmother's hand and said, "Grandma, come with me to Dalian!" " "Grandma touched my head and smiled and said," Come back in a couple of days. Grandma is not going. "
On the way home, the scene of getting along with grandma for a week came to my eyes from time to time. How lonely it is to think of grandma alone without my company! I picked up the phone and called grandma: "grandma, it will rain heavily tomorrow, so try not to go out!" " "Grandma kept saying on the phone," I see, my eldest grandson is really sensible. "Put the phone down, my eyes are a little wet.
This summer vacation, I seem to have grown up and know how to care about my grandmother.
Caring and being cared for is a kind of happiness. I tasted the taste of caring and learned to care.
Pay attention to the topic composition 14 attention, attention is a kind of worry, a kind of love, a kind of humanity.
Once my parents went out, I don't know.
I didn't care in the morning. At noon, I miss him a little. I went crazy at night and ran to menstruation's house in slippers. I thought they must be there, but they didn't. I went to the fourth wife's house, but not yet. I went to my second mother's house again, but I still didn't.
So I left. I walked as if someone was following me. I run, so does he. I thought it was all over. I didn't find my parents, but I found a bad guy. I had a brainwave and ran to a corner. When he came over, I stuck my foot and tripped him. I went in and looked, ah, it was my grandmother. I asked, "Why do you always follow me?" Grandma said, "If anything happens to you, how can I tell your parents?" I cried: "How did you fall?" She said, "Nothing, nothing." I lifted my grandmother up and said, "You broke it, but you said nothing. Let's go and help you go home. "
In the morning, my parents came back, and I said to them loudly, "Where have you been? My milk fell down. " Say that finish, I angrily returned to my room. Shut the door with a bang
Caring is a kind of love, and I think only grandma's concern is the best love.
Pay attention to the topic composition 15 Going back to my father's hometown during the Spring Festival, my mother is busy preparing new year's goods and buying new clothes; Because of my first visit to go on road trip, my father tirelessly searched the route; My sister and I were in a hurry to sort out the toys, and everyone was very excited. Suddenly a phone call reminded me that grandpa was asking about our departure. After chatting casually, my father asked, "What's mom doing?" ..... After Grandpa hung up the phone, Dad's cheerful face became a little sad. Maybe grandma's liver disease has happened again. Grandma is a very diligent person. She knows that we are going home for the Spring Festival. She must be pregnant. Before leaving, my father made a special trip to the drugstore and brought back a big bag. My sister took it as a snack on the road and couldn't wait to tear off the medicine shell, which was taken back by my father. Through the transparent wrapping paper of plastic bags, I saw dozens of boxes of all liver-protecting tablets neatly stacked up and down. I saw my father carefully put them in the trunk for testing, protecting them like babies.
If grandparents care about us going home for the New Year, dad also cares about grandparents' health.
Care is like a trickle. Once it flows into the heart, it will leave traces of watermark, which makes people indulge in care for no reason. When I get home after the Spring Festival, my father always asks on the phone, "Do you feel better?" "Remember to take medicine." "Work less and rest more." ..... My son heard that grandma's liver medicine was running out, so my father bought a lot from the drugstore and mailed it that day. I looked at the courier and jokingly said, "Dad, the words you wrote on the courier are really beautiful."
Mom smiled and said, "Your father has started to be an ambassador for protecting the liver, and he will send it often in the future!" " "
I smiled at the side and thought: Dad is not the ambassador to protect the liver. Dad is addicted to caring.