Essay about affection is best related to crying is useless. 500 is enough. Today you want to thank y

Show your love for mom or dad.

Mother's love is the water that nourishes our thirsty hearts; Mother's love is the lamp that illuminates our way forward; Mother's love is the wind, blowing away the troubles of our growth; Mother's love is ......

The teacher once did a survey in the class, and the survey about who remembered their mother's birthday, and only 3 students knew. Anyone washed the mother's feet, but none turned out to be any. I was stunned.

Oh, yes! I remember the many gifts my mother bought me for every birthday, such as toy cars, basketballs, and beautiful new clothes. And I don't even remember my mother's birthday, let alone say "happy birthday" to my mother.

So, the teacher assigned homework to wash the mother's feet once. When I came home in the evening, when I said that I was going to wash my mother's feet with a footbasin, my mother was stunned, she had never enjoyed the fun of her son washing her feet! Mom said I don't need to wash, then she is very uncomfortable, but she didn't beat me, looking at my mother's thin feet, my heart is sour, thinking about so many years of living a comfortable life, I haven't thought about how much my mother has suffered, how tired she has loved, and sometimes she makes her mother angry, it really shouldn't be!

Mom always remembered what we liked to eat, but we never thought about what Mom liked to eat. Every time I think of this, I am reminded of that scene.

I love sweet and sour fish, and my mother often makes it for me. Whenever I came home from school and saw a sweet and sour fish on the table, I forgot all my worries and was very happy. When you put a piece of fatty fish in your mouth, I think it's so delicious.

One fish was quickly wiped out by me, and only the head remained. But I found that my mom and I were the perfect combination when it came to eating fish. Because I love to eat fish body, and my mother loves fish head.

When I grew up, I realized that my mother was reluctant to eat fish and always kept the best things for me.

Mother's love is a piece of sunshine, selflessly warming each of us, mother's love is an umbrella, will always hold up a sky of love for us. Feel the mother's love, should you also do something? Friends, take action!

I'll write one.

My father. My father was a private teacher, and I spent my life in the classroom since I was a child.

I still vividly remember how often I used to play in the classroom. I was crawling on the podium, my father writing on the blackboard, and the students listening attentively below. At that time, I thought that my father was so great, and it was a good thing to go to school.

Later, I realized the reason, that is, my mother had to be busy with farm work and had no time to watch me, and my father had to take care of me in this way.

It's best to write the essay yourself, but I can give you classic prose describing family affection for your reference:

It is recommended to read Shi Tiesheng's "Autumn Remembrance".

Autumn nostalgia.

After my legs were paralyzed, my temper became furious: when I looked at the array of geese returning north in the sky, I would suddenly smash the glass in front of me; Listening to the sweet singing of the tape recorder, I would slam what I was doing against the walls around me. Whenever this happened, my mother would quietly hide and listen to me secretly from a place where I couldn't see.

When all was silent again, she crept in again, looking at me with red eyes. "I heard that the flowers in the North Sea are blooming, so I'll push you for a walk. That's what she always said.

My mother loved flowers, but since my leg was paralyzed, all the flowers she was tending to had died. "No, I'm not going! I thumped these two hateful legs with all my might, shouting:

What do I live for! My mother jumped over and grabbed my hand, held back her crying and said, "Let's live together, live ......well, live well."”

But I never knew that her illness had reached that point. Later, my sister told me that she often had liver pain that she couldn't sleep all night.

That day, I sat alone in the house again, watching the leaves fall outside the window. The mother came in and blocked the window: "The chrysanthemums in the North Sea are blooming, I will push you to take a look."

A pleading look appeared on her haggard face. "When? "Tomorrow, if you want?"

I say. She was so happy that she sat down for a while, and stood up for a while: "Then hurry up and prepare."

Alas, is it annoying? A few steps, what is there to prepare! She smiled too, sat down next to me, and babbled

After watching the chrysanthemums, let's go to 'Fangshan', your favorite pea yellow there when you were a child. Remember when I took you to the North Sea? You say that the poplar flower is a caterpillar, running, stepping on a ......She suddenly stopped talking.

For words like "run" and "step". She's more sensitive than I am. She quietly went out again.

She went out. He never came back.

She was still gulping for blood when the neighbors lifted her into the car. I didn't expect her to be sick like that. Watching the tricycle go away, I never thought that it would be an eternal farewell.

When the neighbor's boy carried me to see her, she was struggling to breathe, like she had a hard life. I was told that her last words before she fell unconscious were: "My sick son and my underage daughter ......."”

It was autumn again, and my sister pushed me to go to Beihai to see the chrysanthemums. The yellow flowers are elegant, the white flowers are noble, and the purple-red flowers are warm and deep, splashing and sprinkling, and they are blooming in the autumn breeze. I understood what my mother had left unfinished. My sister understands it too. The two of us are together, and we have to live a good ......

A gray hair.

1. I finally took a day off every month, and I lazily slept until ten o'clock before getting up.

2. Lazy grooming, lazy looking in the mirror, I am only a sophomore in high school, and my face is a little old.

3. When combing your hair, you suddenly find a white hair on the comb! I have gray hair!

4. Concentrate on research, it doesn't seem to be mine, I set my eyes on my mother who is busy with breakfast in the kitchen.

5. I hugged my mother from behind, and for the first time I looked at her hair closely, and sure enough, she had a lot of gray hair.

6. I said, Mom, you have gray hair. Mom smiled and said nothing. I said, "Mom, a lot of your gray hair must be gray because of me." Mom's body shook, but she still smiled and asked me to get ready for dinner.

7. I went back to my room and closed the door lightly. I think of all that my mom did for my upbringing......8. How many children are really considerate of their parents, and how many gray hairs record the ...... of growing upIf you want to be moving, the article should choose a small angle and express a big theme, which is easier, of course, in terms of language expression, it must also be plain and natural, so that it can be natural. I wish you success!

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Family affection is the warmest sunshine in the world, is one of the most beautiful emotions in the world, feeling family affection is not only a wonderful medicine to heal the wounds of the soul, but also the source of stimulating the vitality of life, we are surrounded by family affection, we are surrounded by strong family affection, and gradually melted ...... love

I remember one time, the teacher assigned an unusual homework assignment - to wash the feet of your parents once, we immediately started to talk about it, and then the teacher said: "When you were young, your parents washed your feet countless times, and some parents even brought you steaming water for washing your feet every day. "That's when I remembered that PSA:

A young mother washes her mother's feet and tells the old man that this is good for her health. All this was seen by her child, and just as she was about to ask her to wash his feet, she saw the child walking towards her with the water for washing his feet, and as he went, he said, "Mother, wash your feet."

The mom ...... laughed(Suileng Education Information Network).