Write an essay on the topic Devotion of Love .

There is such a picture, in a garden, there is a sturdy old plantain. Beside it is a small young plantain. The old plantain infused all the nutrients in his body into the body of the little plantain, making it thrive, while he slowly withered ......

Seeing the old plantain in the picture reminds me of Mr. Sun, who is silently dedicated to us.

Since I met you, Mr. Sun, since then, I have been like a boat in the vast sea, and you are more like a lighthouse on the sea. With you, we have found an exit in the lost forest; With you, our skies become clearer and our dreams more beautiful.

I remember when I was in the third grade, my grades were mediocre, I was always not active in class, and sometimes I would desert. You are the one who gives me the motivation to move forward. One time I was distracted in class, and I didn't come up to ask a question, and you told me to go to your office after class, and I was afraid that you would scold me.

To my surprise, instead of criticizing me harshly, you stroked my head and told me about the importance of 40 minutes in class, and encouraged me to speak actively in class in the future. Since then, every time I go to class, I will see your expectation and encouragement, and since then, I have gradually raised my hand more and more, and you have been very surprised and praised me greatly in class, which has made me more confident and more motivated to learn.

Another time, I was sick, I missed classes for several days, and my grades dropped, you saw it in your eyes, and you were anxious in your heart, and immediately took the time to make up for me, looking at your aging face and graying sideburns, I was very moved.

Teacher, teacher! You poured your heart and soul into us without hesitation, and you gave everything you had for us with that selfless love. Let me pick a white cloud and carry my daily blessings to you; Let me catch a wisp of the breeze and hold it into your open window to give you a cool comfort.

Teacher, you are like a spring breeze, gently blowing through the desert of the soul, making the world bloom with flowers; You are like a fragrant rose, fragrant and intoxicating; You are like a ray of sunshine shining on other people's faces, warm and comfortable. A thousand words can't express my love for you, let me wish you in the most sincere words: a lifetime of happiness.

Something about doing something good to society.

Nursing homes dedicate love or something.

The most sincere thing in the umbrella world is maternal love, the most selfless is maternal love, the greatest is maternal love, and the most eternal is maternal love. And after that time, my understanding of mother's love has deepened ......

On that day, the sky was snowflakes. I went home with an umbrella and accidentally fell into the mud and got dirty. When I got home, I was afraid that my mother would scold me and wanted to wash it up.

But on such a cold day, how cold should it be to go into the water! So, I quietly put the umbrella in the corner of the door.

At night, I was about to go to bed when I suddenly heard the rhythmic sound of "brushing, brushing, brushing". I tiptoed to the bathroom, opened a crack in the door and looked inside, where my mother was brushing her umbrella. I saw her bent down, holding the board brush tightly with one hand, the board brush was covered with black silt, and there was black foam floating on her hand, and the other hand held down the umbrella cooperatively, the umbrella was placed diagonally in the basin, and the water in the basin almost turned into sewage, but my mother was still brushing seriously.

Her hands rubbed the mud on the umbrella and pressed her waist against the wall from time to time. There was a pained expression on her face, beads of sweat the size of beans seeping down her forehead, and she frowned tightly and brushed meticulously. The white surface of the umbrella slowly appeared, and the black mud was slowly wiped off.

Mom gradually showed a relieved smile, and her locked brows were relaxed again.

Suddenly, my mother withdrew her frozen purple hand with lightning speed, and her brows were furrowed. There were several bloody cuts on his hands, and so many calluses! Mom endured the pain, and sighed as if it would alleviate the pain, and put her hand into the cold and biting water......I pressed my lips against it, I couldn't believe it.

Mommy's hand retracted and stretched out again and again, and what a pain she endured! In the end, my mother reluctantly cleaned the umbrella, and there were a few elegant and pure lilies blooming on the white umbrella surface, but can this lily compare to my mother's love for me? No!

No matter how elegant and pure the lily is, can it compare to the sincerity and touching of mother's love? Nothing in the world can compare to great motherly love! Slowly, my eyes moistened, and somehow, I was always at peace ...... my heart

In fact, I think that mother's love is more like a pure umbrella, it is everywhere, and it is also silently dedicated, and it is also true and ......beautiful

Albert Einstein once said, "A man's worth should be judged by what he has contributed, not by what he has gained." In other words, the meaning of life is to give, not to take.

In the history of China, there have been many such people who sacrificed for the motherland and others: Qian Xuesen, who gave up everything and dedicated himself to the motherland's aerospace industry; There is Luo Shengjiao, who sacrificed his strength to save North Korean children; There were also Liu Hulan and Xia Minghan, who died at the hands of the Kuomintang reactionaries in defense of the motherland. The list goes on.

Teachers, willingly irrigating the flowers of the motherland with their youth, spend all their energy on their students. They never ask for anything in return, and their names may be forgotten by the students, but I believe that the students will never forget the teacher who made them grow from ignorant children to sensible teenagers. When a teacher sees his students grow up, even if they are not his best students, he is very happy.

Teachers and students form a large family, and from time to time there are scenes of "joy, anger and sorrow". When the teacher scolds the student, in fact, while scolding the student, the teacher's heart is not good, but he endures it for the sake of the student. Students often don't understand the good intentions of their teachers, and even hate them, and when they grow up, they may understand, but it's too late.

If you are a big tree, sprinkle a shade; If you are a clear spring, nourish the land; If you're a little grass, add a green ......No matter how inconspicuous it is, it has its use, let alone a person!

You can choose me.

The devotion of love.

Home is the harbor of the soul; Home is a paradise for healthy growth; Home is the "Shangri-La" in everyone's heart! Our home is Wendeng Experimental Middle School! This home has given me the affection of brothers and sisters; This home has given me the love of my parents; This home gives me full wings; This home makes me strong and confident; This home allows me to grow up healthy and happy!

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by springs; The love of licking calves will never be forgotten. As a practical student, we should give back to the school with love and dedicate to the school! Love the school, dedication to the school, we should adhere to self-esteem and self-love, pay attention to appearance, mental health; oppose the style of fancy clothes and procrastination, and oppose indulging in the online world and being a self-respecting and self-loving person; Insist on studying hard, have a correct attitude, oppose not thinking about taking things from time to time, perfunctory homework, and not listening carefully; Adhere to school discipline, take care of public property, be upright, be proactive, bend down to pick up a piece of confetti, and live happily.

oppose spitting, cheating in exams, and do things seriously; Insist on loving teachers, respecting teachers, caring for classmates, being helpful, and making progress together. Honor your parents, start from little things; Oppose confrontation with teachers and parents, and do not do housework. Establish a sense of responsibility of "I am a real person", maintain the honor of the school everywhere, and do not do anything that damages the image of the school......Strive to create a team of hard work and dedication to the third and ninth classes of junior high school, and create the brilliance of our experimental middle school in the ordinary!

Dedication is the starting point for a leap in life. Dedication is sacred, the motherland needs dedication, the fiery life needs dedication, and the experimental middle school needs dedication. "Give people roses, hands have fragrance", we can't do anything moving for the experimental middle school, but we can start from ourselves, do our own meager efforts, and realize the value of real people in dedication and return!