How to write a composition for the eternity of love

Eternal love is selfless, great and eternal.

In this big world, love fills every corner of the world, and it has helped many people again and again. Each of us has a loving heart. However, everyone has different ways to express love. When you help others with love, it is not only a pay, but also a gain.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters sometimes come too suddenly. The earthquake of magnitude 7.1 in Yushu County, Qinghai Province caused thousands of deaths. Fortunately, some people were rescued after fighting with death, most of them were injured, and some were even dying. Although they are alive, their homes are gone. Where can they get so much money to rebuild their homes? At this moment, thousands of people in the world extended their helping hands, and they donated money and materials.

The problem of food and clothing for the victims was solved. Although we don't donate money and materials here, we silently wish them an early recovery and everyone will return to their homes.

This is also a kind of love, which gives them spiritual support and gives them confidence. This difficulty has further manifested the spirit of unity and friendship of Chinese sons and daughters and the unity and cooperation of all countries in the world.

Love will spread in this world forever, affecting people from generation to generation. I believe that as long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become more beautiful. Everyone has love and everyone is full of love. Maybe there will be many disasters waiting for us in the future, but as long as there is love, all disasters can be melted. 2. Love is an eternal 6-word composition

Love, like the stars in the sky, twinkles and cannot be counted.

There are many loves around us, and they have gorgeous names: the love between friends is called friendship; The love between relatives is called affection; The love between teachers and students is called teacher-student relationship ... You can find them as long as you observe them carefully. Love is eternal, just like friendship: we can play with friends, sing together, eat together, talk and laugh together ... all because of the love between friends-friendship.

Without him, you, me and my classmates will become very indifferent, and there will be no more laughter and laughter between classmates, and there will be no more colorful life on campus. What would happen if friendship really lost in the world? Love is eternal, just like family: a warm word; Encouragement after a failure; A cup of hot tea; A reminder when leaving ... These are all given to us by family.

Parents feed us again and again, coax us to sleep again and again, teach us to walk again and again, and tell us the truth again and again ... all these are the embodiment of family affection and the teaching of family affection. What would happen if there were no family ties in the world? Love is eternal, just like teacher-student relationship: a patient answer to a question; An encouraging smile; The figure sent out in a rain ... These are all flowers cultivated by teachers and students. Look at the crystal drops of water, flashing on the newly opened petals.

Love is eternal, just like ... Love is like a stone. There are many loves around us. When you walk, you may not find them. Until one day, they fly into the sky and become stars, you will know that love will never change. 3. Composition on the Eternity of Love and Cleverly Quoting Poems

When I was young, Eternity was a beautiful word: symbolizing the helplessness of Cowherd and Weaver Girl looking at the Milky Way, representing the loyalty of Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi's love, and interpreting the poignant beauty of butterfly lovers's departure from become a butterfly ... There are trees and branches in the mountains, and I'm so happy that I don't know.

However, when time weathered my naivety and life opened another picture to me, I gradually realized that there is actually another moment in this world called eternity, and what precipitated in that moment of love is an eternal beauty. (1) A father's love is like a mountain, and a mother's love is like water. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is a warm harbor.

All along, I have been a wayward child, enjoying the love of my parents with peace of mind, and taking their efforts for granted. That's why I accidentally ignored too many moments. How can I forget too many? When I came home, my parents' busy figures shuttled through the kitchen, and their faces were full of warmth and love; The TV in the next room was almost muted when reviewing lessons; When I left home, the figure at the head of the village was vaguely drawn for a long time, and it also pulled the yearning far away ... Countless moments of love were fixed into an eternal landscape, carrying these warmth, and I walked on the road of love and cherished it. (2) There has always been a respect for a teacher in my memory, just because he left me an eternal moment, an eternal moment.

So, the beauty precipitated by that eternal smile has always been cherished in the memory. In my childhood, I made a small mistake unintentionally. Just when I was at a loss, the teacher gave me a tolerant smile, which instantly dispelled all my worries and doubts.

At that moment, I began to believe that criticism could still be sweet, and that moment was fixed as a kind of memory, carved into an eternity hidden in the depths of my heart. When the boat of my life encountered storms, I gained more confidence and calmness ... Finally, I realized that there was another kind of love in the world that was an eternal moment, an eternal moment, and eternal beauty precipitated in the love of an instant. Let's. 4. write an article on the topic of "love is eternal"

I was born on July 7, 1986.

On the day when I first came to the world, the villagers all said that I would be a naughty boy when I grew up. But the mother smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you are scouring, just be more concerned."

(according to various "textual research", it is true! ) When I was immersed in "doting" in my childhood, I said that there were more people talking about Turin, which is true. From crawling to walking to running, I am scouring day by day and crossing day by day (this has to start from the beginning).

When I was about three years old, my father went into the sea, and the burden of the family naturally fell on my mother. There is a grandmother above my mother, and only my sister and I are below, so I am the oldest in the whole family. Therefore, the whole family dotes on me, especially my mother.

I was deeply impressed by the fact that I once took a fancy to a slingshot in a child's hand and cried all over the place. My mother had no choice but to ask around where to buy it, but there were no slingshots at that time. They were all made by others themselves. So my mother tried every means to discuss others, and finally "got the beauty back" at a high price, and won the "Long Yan Da Yue".

soon, my family moved from the countryside to the county seat, and then I entered school. I wanted to be a good boy when I went to school, but who expected that I would intensify my efforts. I was a bully at school and a little emperor at home.

What impressed me most was that my mother would pick me up after school every time (even though the school was close to home). Because of the "protective umbrella" of my mother, my arrogance is even stronger.

when I see someone swinging, I will walk over with my head held high, my hands akimbo, and shout, "You, come down!" " When my mother saw this, she quickly ran over to make an apology, and asked people to come down. So I swaggered towards "my own trophy".

that look can be described as everyone hates others. At home, I live a super-imperial life, in which I don't want to reach out and I don't want to open my mouth.

I'm eight or nine years old, and I still let my mother run around on her back all day. My childhood was immersed in such love (fortunately, I was not drowned). After a few years of happiness, my father's foundation in the south was stable, so he moved his family from the county to Shenzhen, the special zone.

when I first arrived, everything in the south was so strange to my mother and me. Although there are more than 6 million people in Shenzhen, we have no friends.

Unfamiliar environment and strangers have a great influence on my mother and me. My bohemian character has shrunk a lot, and my mother has become melancholy and taciturn.

But my mother put more energy into her "career". Every morning, clean clothes have been neatly placed on my bedside, and delicious breakfast has covered the dining table.

My mother always stares at me after breakfast, for fear that I will be hungry. Because my sister and I are at school most of the time, my father is too busy to touch the house, leaving my mother alone at home.

My mother is very wise. Although she is in a bustling metropolis, she has not been infected with all kinds of bad habits of urbanites. Tobacco, wine and mahjong are as bad.

I strongly encouraged my mother to learn to play mahjong to relieve the loneliness. But my mother smiled and said, "I don't feel bitter. I am satisfied when you are good."

Besides, if I am addicted, who will cook and wash clothes for you and your sister in the future? " I also laughed: "That's true." But my heart is always not the taste, and I feel that I have too many places to be sorry for my mother.

At school, students often complain, "I have to chew bread again today." And I'm glad I never have to worry about it.

The trifles in daily life are arranged in an orderly way by my mother, so I can spare more energy to enrich myself. Mother's happiest time is not on holidays, not because she found hundreds of dollars from the street, but when I won the honor.

whenever I show my mother a certificate of honor, her tired eyes are filled with relief. Mother's saddest time is not when she is wronged, nor because she has a serious illness, but when I am in trouble.

I still remember clearly that my mother cried all night because I was punished by the school for fighting with my classmates. Sixteen years, under the care of my mother, I have been a young man with a beard.

Every day and night in the past 16 years, I have been bathed in warm, kind and selfless maternal love. Every drop of blood boiling in my body is full of my mother's painstaking efforts! No matter how ruthlessly time passes, no matter how frequently the environment changes, mother's love will never change! It will be with me forever, forever.

Love is eternal. It was the fifth day when I was lying in a hospital bed. The afterglow of the sunset shone on my pale cheeks through the window.

In the soft afternoon sunshine, I miss my students more and more-those 51 innocent children. Looking out the window at the gorgeous autumn scenery, think about your weak body.

I curse the accident once again. It disturbed my happy life and forced me to follow the doctor's advice: rest. In the past few days, I often think of the children in my class unconsciously. I don't know the team meeting to participate in the competition. How are the children practicing? Have those naughty children listened carefully and finished their homework on time these days? Do children keep diaries and write reading notes? Can students organize their language lessons every morning? Did the two small hosts draw up the appropriate training content? ..... So many question marks make my mind very confused. I really wish I had wings and flew back to my children at once.

Just then, there was a rhythmic knock on the door in the silent corridor. Who could it be? In this strange city, I have no relatives. I can't imagine who will come to see me. With full of doubts, I slowly got out of bed, walked slowly to the door and opened it. I was shocked by the scene before me. What caught my eye was the students I missed day and night-those lovely children! They stood neatly outside the door with their schoolbags on their backs. When they saw me, they smiled, but they smiled so reluctantly! I know they were surprised at my pale face, and that disappointment was distressed. Soon, the children helped me back to bed. They said that they were afraid that I would catch cold, and the quiet room was a little warmer because of the arrival of the children. "I wish the teacher a speedy recovery!" Before I could sit firmly in bed, the room was filled with their sincere wishes. Then, their sweet children's voices echoed in the room again. They used English affectionately. 5. Motherly love is eternal (3 words composition) How to write

"the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Before departure, a needle was stitched together, afraid of the son came back late clothes damaged. But how much love has the inch-long grass, reported three Chunhui. " This "Wandering Sons" was written by Meng Jiao, which shows the greatness and selflessness of maternal love!

When I went to Qiu Lai in spring, time flies. On the road of life, I have gone through twelve steps. My mother is always with me when I step on every step. The love my mother gave me was selfless, and the episode of love between my mother and me was like a cocktail. Every word from my mother has become the source of my strength every day; Mother's filar silk regards, become the source of my confidence. Although every sentence is very familiar, I can still feel the deep maternal love. Just like a cup of tea, tasting it in summer makes people cool and tasting it in winter makes people warm.

I remember the day when the final exam was near last semester, and I came home from school. Because I am about to enter junior high school, the daily study tasks weigh me out of breath. Faced with piles of homework and test papers, I don't know how to start, so I whisper, "How dead the homework is! It's good for adults!" At this time, my mother came over with a glass of milk in her hand and gently said to me, "Ji, have a glass of milk to refresh yourself. Cheer up. It's okay with my mother." I didn't look up and ignore my mother's existence. I just said coldly, "well, put it here!" Also, please don't give me milk in the future. You see that I have so much homework, how can I have time to drink it? " My mother was "scolded" by me, just sighed softly and closed the door and walked away. Actually, I regretted it when I said that. I don't want to be like my mother. I'm just annoyed. But I shouldn't be rude to my mother, after all, my mother is kind! I want to apologize to my mother, but I'm embarrassed, so I've been putting it off until now.

Mom, I apologize to you now. It's my fault. Thank you for understanding me then.

I said to my mother in my heart, "Mom, I love you!" " I stopped my pen and took a long sigh: "Motherly love, forever shining light, will accompany me all the time!" " 6. Write an article on the topic of "Love is eternal". No less than 6 words

When encountering difficulties, talk to people who love us. When encountering difficulties, listen to them. Our parents gave birth to us and are the first people to listen to us. Every time we cry, they will be worried. In the process of growing up, we will encounter many troubles. Help us solve the problem. One day, when we grow up, we suddenly find that our parents are behind the times and can't give us any constructive advice. We just talk endlessly and pour out. We don't talk to them anymore, and we don't listen to them. We are alienated from our parents on the pretext of heavy studies, busy work and too much entertainment. One day, we are mature, and they still care and support us silently when we are busy with our lives.