The theme of the essay Love, Grow with Me .

Love. Who made me able to keep up with a guy who couldn't even write 26 letters in English?

In the first semester of my third year, I had just transferred from Guangzhou to Shanghai. At that time, I couldn't read some common words accurately, and I couldn't make out some simple grammar. Needless to say, teaching such a student will know how hard a teacher must be.

Once, when I was memorizing an English text, there was a word that was not pronounced accurately, and it was Mr. Ding who helped me correct it over and over again, because I was nervous, I still couldn't read it accurately, and I was so anxious that my forehead was sweating, but Mr. Ding still took the trouble to teach me until I read the pronunciation accurately. There are countless things like this.

I remember another time, there were a few English practice questions that I couldn't do, and after school, Mr. Ding made up the lessons for me alone. It was getting dark, but Mr. Ding was still teaching me over and over again, and hour after hour passed. My mother rushed to the school uneasily, and when I entered the classroom, I saw that Teacher Ding was still there tirelessly teaching me.

In this situation, my mother was moved ......

Back home, Dad learned about it. He was silent for a long time, and then sighed and said, "What a good era, what a good teacher......”

One day, my mother called Mr. Ding to ask for sick leave for me. Teacher Ding said, "I received the letter from the baby's father.

That's when I learned that my father had written a thank you letter to Mr. Ding. When my mother thanked Mr. Ding again, Mr. Ding only said, "Don't thank you, this is what I should do." What an unpretentious statement!

I'm so impressed.

I feel warm when I study at this school because there is a lot of love everywhere. When I came home from school one day, I excitedly said to my mother, "Our teachers are all like you." ”

The love of my teachers nurtured my childhood. It will also nourish me for the rest of my life.

The love of the teacher - grow with me.

I have encountered many difficulties and hardships on the road of growth, I once thought about escaping, but there is always a force that encourages me to move forward bravely, that is, the love that has always accompanied me to grow - the motivation for me to move forward.

When I encounter difficulties on the way to growth, there will always be someone who reaches out to help me and warm my heart, and that is - friends. The love of my friends made me no longer hold back, and gave me the courage to face difficulties and work hard to overcome them; The love of my friends gives me something to rely on when I am helpless, and my heart is no longer empty, but full and happy; The love of my friends makes me no longer painful and sad, and fills my heart with sunny ......The love of my friends has given me so much, it has made me feel warm, and it has allowed me to keep on the road of growth.

On the way to growth, I have gained a lot of knowledge, and this knowledge comes from the hard work of the teachers. the kind faces that were smiling; A word that is very beneficial; A burning heart that loves students. These are the teachers, the beloved teachers.

When I have questions, they will patiently explain them to me; When I have troubles, they smile and enlighten me; When I was in a bad mood, they comforted me; When I have unspeakable irritability, they understand my ......The teachers are like my friends, giving me the warmest love and making my growth path so fulfilling and beautiful.

In the world, there is a kind of love that is great, never abandoned, and eternal love, and that is the love of parents. My parents are the closest people to me and the people who know me best, and from the moment I came into this world, my parents' love has always cared for me and never left. Someone once asked me, what is the love of parents?

I said a glass of warm milk in the early morning; It is to bring an umbrella when it rains; It is a rain or shine pick-up and drop-off on the way to school; It was a hands-off ...... when I first learned to rideThe love of my parents is everywhere and has always been by my side, and when I feel the love of my parents carefully, the corners of my eyes are always moist, because the love of my parents has always been in the softest place in my heart, bringing me touch and strength. On the way to growing up, I was extremely strong and brave because of the love of my parents.

Love grows with me, goes through ups and downs, accompanies me sadness and happiness, accompanies me to witness my own growth process, I will always be happy and happy because of the companionship of love!

There is such a love that grows with me! That's motherly love, great motherly love! As the saying goes, "a loving mother has a line in her hand, and a wanderer has a shirt". A mother's love is everywhere.

It was a summer vacation, and we went to Sanqingshan. There are many strange flowers and plants, strange rocks, gurgling springs, and the sun is shining, it is really like a fairyland on earth. We decided to climb from the bottom of the mountain to the top.

I felt my throat dry and my throat seemed to be smoking. The sun is like a big furnace at this time, scorching us. Looking at the parents around them, they were already sweating profusely, especially the mother, who was still carrying a heavy bag!

That's when I saw a bottle of water behind my mother's backpack. I was about to ask for water, when I suddenly found out that this was our last bottle of water! No, I'll have to persevere.

Mom and Dad didn't drink it, and I can't drink it! Even so, I still stole a glance at the bottle of water from time to time, "If I could take a big sip, it would be beautiful!" ”

Just when I couldn't bear it anymore, a pair of big hands handed me the bottle of water, it was my mother! I took the water, took a few big sips, and then handed it to my mother: "Mom, you drink."

Mom smiled: "I don't drink." Then he handed it to Dad, who took the bottle, took a sip and handed it to me.

Looking at my mother's dry lips, I was moved and silently put the water back into my mother's backpack. Along the way, I never felt dry again, and the faster I climbed, the more energetic I climbed, and finally I was the first to climb to the top of the mountain.

I think it must be the love in my heart that inspires me to climb to the top. In the days to come, it was this mother's love that grew up with me! "Whoever says an inch is careless, he will be rewarded with three Chunhui! "Xiaocao will also repay the sun's three springs, let alone me? I'll repay my mom too!

Love grows with me.

On the way to growth, love helped me record the footprints of my growth.

Mother's love is like the sunshine of spring, melting ice and snow.

Entering the sixth grade, the academic work is the priority, the teacher usually assigns a lot of homework, and the pressure is increasing day by day. Once, when the teacher didn't assign homework, I was ecstatic, and as soon as I got home, I turned on my computer and prepared to "rush to kill".

Kid, what are you doing? Review now, it's time for the exam! "Listen, listen, mom's tweeter starts again!

In desperation, I had no choice but to pick up the language book and review it myself. I always think: Mom, you have a ban every day, you don't let me play on the computer, and people should also rest!

Soon after, the results of the second unit of the Chinese test came out, and I actually scored 98 points. I looked back and thought that my mother's love for me was such an expression, and after that, I also understood.

The friendship of my classmates is the most innocent, they help me through the difficulties, and take me to swim in the ocean of knowledge.

Once, I had a high fever, the fever reached 40 degrees, so I took 3 days off, I was very sad, I thought that I didn't go to school for 3 days, I must not be able to catch up, what should I do? My heart is like fifteen buckets of water--- seven up and eight down. A few days later, I went back to school.

Classmates, you said a word, I said a word, and suddenly, I was moved to tears. I thought: What a classmate!

The class group is so good!

Strange love, like the winter sun, warms me.

After eight hours at the school, I rushed out of the campus and ran home. At this time, a big sister came over, helped me up, took out a tissue, wiped my hands, shook my clothes, and said kindly: "Be careful when walking!"

Then he hurried away ......At this time, my heart was full of warmth, and I shed tears when I looked at his distant figure. Do you know? I regret why I didn't even say thank you.

To this day, I am grateful to that sister.

Hobbies are like a bridge, together with my heart and yours, on the way to growth, there is too much love around me, and at the same time, I want to return my love to everyone around me, so that love grows with me.

Love grows with me.

Love is the eternal theme of human beings Love is pure and beautiful, love makes our world more colorful and gorgeous Love, like the sunshine in spring, gives people a piece of tenderness, like a cold winter flame, gives people a piece of warmth Life is short, life is a process of finding love, and every bit of it makes people deeply moved.

Mom, I am your heart and liver baby, since I fell to the ground, you have taken care of me in every way, I am really afraid of melting in my mouth, I am afraid of falling in the palm of my hand, you love me in a thousand ways, how can I forget?

Since I went to school, you have been more strict with me, not only asking me to be a man, but also asking me to learn to live, from you, I know that you are hardworking and kind, you work seriously and responsibly, and devote all your efforts to the family Your words and deeds have made me meet the great mother's love.

Dear mother, I grew up in your arms, the most memorable time was when I had a high fever, my mother hurriedly took a thermometer and gave me medicine, when I had a high fever that did not go away, my mother sent me to the hospital, day and night care, when I was well, my mother lost weight.

Yes, each of us lives in a world nourished by love all the time, but we don't know how to cherish it.

When it's cold, a cup of hot water handed over by your parents is love.

When you have a cold, your parents' words to wear more clothes are love.

When frustrated, a "don't be discouraged" sentence from your parents. It's love.

When you succeed, the joy and praise of your parents is love.

The purest and most beautiful family affection is like a lake of spring water, the wind blows a little ripple, only the heart can feel it, feel the ripples from the heart of the lake.

The broad father's love is sweet, the great mother's love is beautiful, and love accompanies my healthy growth.

Is this okay?

Searching online and then making changes is just the best course of action.