A touching story between me and my parents in 40 words

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The wind was blowing outside the window, and I cleaned up the classroom and began to pack my school bag and prepare to go home. "Click-" A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, followed by a heavy rain pouring I secretly screamed in my heart, put my clothes on my head and rushed out, just arrived at the school gate, two familiar figures flashed into my eyes It's Dad, and Mom, but both of them only have an umbrella in their hands Mom smiled and said to me: "Your dad and I came directly from the office, I didn't bring more umbrellas, let's fight together."

No, the rain is too heavy, and both of them will be wet, so I'll give this umbrella to Shihao. Dad hurriedly said as he stretched out his umbrella. "I fought with my dad.

Saying that, I jumped under my father's umbrella, my father held the umbrella in one hand, and tried his best to hold my shoulder with the other, and the three of them and the two umbrellas were hidden in the mist, and I felt so happy and happy at that moment. In a haze, one picture after another suddenly flashed in my mind: I remembered that I forgot to take my homework book with me because I was in a hurry to go to school, and my father found out and ran to send me to the classroom; I remembered when I forgot to get home because I was playing basketball, and my mother was hurrying around looking for me; I remembered his eager voice in the microphone when I called my dad on a business trip:

The fuse is in the toolbox on the balcony, and you must not forget to pull down the brake knife first when putting on the fuse"; I remembered every time I had an exam, my mother's advice before leaving home: "Don't panic, believe in yourself." "There are so many memories of the past that I can't help but cry.

The love of parents is like the fragrance of lilies, which slowly converges and no longer drifts away. I think there may be no one in the world who will say that they don't love their parents, but can they say that they can fully repay their parents' love? Perhaps far from it.

In the eyes of my parents, love is to walk with you, and you will never get tired no matter how far you go, so I will never forget my father's ardent words when he held my draft composition: "Change it, change it again and you can transcribe it." "I will never forget my mother getting up early in the morning to make breakfast for me - life is too long, and this moment is happiness.

The most touching thing is the little things that are often around.

1. Ordinary life.

2. When the parents were not around, I suddenly saw other children playing with their parents, and that scene was very touching 3. Thinking back to my parents, parents all over the world have the same heart.

Dad is a green mountain, with strong arms, giving me a haven from the wind; My mother is flowing water, with an amiable language, giving me the milk to grow; And I am like a small fish in the arms of the green mountains, caressed by flowing water. Mother's love, one day angel I grow carefree;

Dad's love taught me to face difficulties bravely day by day.

The "filial daughter" in the text of "Filial Piety Rope" is different from those of us who grew up in honey. She is like a green mountain, she is like flowing water, paying unimaginable hard work to take care of her bedridden father. Those of us who "come to stretch out our hands for clothes, and open our mouths for food".

How can a child feel the love of not having their parents? There is a saying "love is on the left, responsibility is on the right", but at a young age, like the "filial daughter" in the article, have we ever paid our love for our parents, have we ever paid responsibility? No child can face this question and answer it with a clear conscience.

Yes, in a happy and warm family, the whole family obeys our command. Usually, we have what we eat, we wear new clothes almost every day, and we have a stable pocket money every day, but we still have to complain about this and that, and we never think about how those poor children spend their lives. The term "little emperor" is indeed not too much to use on us.

In the language textbook, we also learned a text "Grievances", which also teaches us to honor our elders and not to become a veritable "little emperor" in the family. In fact, it is not difficult to honor your parents, as long as we start from the small things around us, help your mother wash the dishes once, and help your father beat your back once, which is enough to see that you have given love and responsibility to your parents.

Filial piety to the elders and consideration for parents" is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, and the quality of this person can be seen from a person's words and deeds, and what a happy thing it is to have virtue! As children, seeing our parents worrying about us, seeing our parents have a few more gray hairs in their hair, and a few wrinkles in the corners of their eyes, seeing our parents paving the way for our lives, the love they have given is so sacred and great, how can we be indifferent? We must inherit the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, dedicate our love to our parents, and dedicate our love to our parents who nurture us and educate us!

Love, you are so pure, give us a simple character, guide us to learn to be a child who honors our parents; Love, you are so great, dedicated to us a vast sky; Love, you are so divine, leading us to a bright path in life. Trickle of parental affection, flow into the hearts of children, give our love, dedicate to parents, and be a person with virtue!