I wrote an essay about a nursing home, and what should I do at the beginning and end of my home?

I remember someone said: As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better world. There are many ways to respect the elderly, such as helping the elderly cross the road, helping the elderly carry things, washing the feet of the elderly, beating the back ......Wait.

My sister once told me a story called "The Crow Feeds Back", as the saying goes: "Filial piety comes first" Although the crow is ugly in appearance, but the crow is much stronger than us in terms of providing for the elderly, it can be called a model in the animal kingdom, when the old crow can not forage for food, his descendants will look around for food, and bring it back to the old crow, and they never get tired, until the old crow dies before leaving.

Honoring one's parents and elders is an important part of the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation. Our parents raised us, and it became a matter of course for us to raise our parents. "Whoever is careless in his words will be rewarded with three springs" Since he is a child, he should not abuse the elderly.

My mother is a typical example of filial piety to the elders, for a period of time my grandfather was seriously ill, the burden of life fell on my grandmother's body, my mother was worried that my grandmother could not work alone, so she ran to my grandmother's house again and again, and brought a lot of nutritional products to my grandparents, every time I went back to my hometown, my mother would ask me to feed my grandmother, massage, wash her feet, wash her clothes, ......Wait. Every time I go to my hometown, I'm tired and sweaty.

Bill Gates, the richest man in the world, once said in an interview: "The most can't wait for in the world is to honor your parents!" "And China and China once had an old saying:

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. It means that the tree wants to be quiet, but the wind is always blowing, and it can't be quiet. Children want to honor their parents, but their parents are dying and can't wait.

Parents are not filial at the time, and when they die, they regret it, so what's the use?

And now, there are many people who regard their parents and the elderly as a burden, let them be self-reliant, or let them live alone, have you ever thought: Parents raised you young, shouldn't you pay in return?

What is love? It's caring, it's a cup of coffee on the computer; It is considerate, a bouquet of lilies by the patient's bedside; It's comfort, it's encouragement when a friend encounters setbacks. Love is a song that nourishes people's hearts; Caring is a sentence that encourages people to move forward despite difficulties; Caring is a small act that shows others the right path.

The structure of the word "people" is to support each other, care for each other, and help each other.

I remember one day in the third grade, when the cold wind was howling and the rain was pouring down at the end of school in the afternoon, small puddles were formed on the road. Unfortunately, I didn't have an umbrella with me, so I had to wait at the school gate for my mom to pick me up. Gusts of cold wind went straight into his trouser legs, and his face was red from the cold.

Time passed minute by minute, and my mother hadn't come to pick me up, and every second that passed, my heart increased with resentment, resenting why my mother didn't come to pick me up. The winter nights were so cold and terrible, and I was about to despair when I watched my classmates return to their warm homes one by one under the care of their parents. The crowd had dispersed, and I was the only one left in the door.

The rain got heavier and heavier, and I got colder and colder. Before you know it, the moon has crept into the sky. "Forget it, I'll go home by myself!

Just as I was thinking, I took off my coat and put it over my head, and I rushed to the road, where the water kept splashing ...... my legsI ran hard, and gradually, my feet were so cold that I couldn't move anymore. I sat on the sidelines, tears welling up in the corners of my eyes. A vague figure walked across the face, he was a gray-haired old man, he should be in his sixties.

When he noticed me, he walked over softly and said with concern, "Little girl, what's the matter?" Why don't you go home on such a cold day?

I stumbled and said, "It's cold, and my mother didn't come to pick me up?" Grandpa listened, thought for a while, and said:

Let's go, grandpa will take you home. So saying, he took my hand and walked away.

The moonlight dissolves, although the weather is so cold, but my heart is so warm, grandpa and I walked together, he doesn't seem to be lonely anymore, I think his children have gone out to busy their careers, so they left the old man alone in the small county town. I talked a lot, a lot ...... with my grandfather on the road

That chance encounter made me deeply feel love. It turns out that love is so beautiful, if the world is full of love. Then I don't think there is any sorrow in the world.

Love is eternal, because with love, we will have the confidence to face the ups and downs of life. Love is like beautiful stars, dotted with the whole starry sky, and the night is brightened by it. How great love is, let's live in an atmosphere full of love!