Essay for the third year of junior high school 1 Thank You supplementary topic 2 Born in Sorrow

Literati through the ages: Just copy a few articles.

Thank you, Mom.

From birth to growing up, there is one person who has helped him the most, given the most love, and has the most good intentions, and that is our beloved mother. The birth of each child is a painful test and a challenge for many mothers. The growth of every child is the beginning of a mother's life.

Everyone's mother has her own way of loving her child, there is strict love, encouraging love, kind love, open love, and hidden love......My mother's love for me is an unsung love, a love that manifests itself in little things.

I remember it was another summer day, and the wind seemed to be scared away by the sun, and even the clouds disappeared. When I came home from my teacher's house, my mother didn't pick me up on her bicycle as usual, so we had to walk to the station and take the bus home. The station was so far away that we had to walk a little way to get to the station, and as I walked along the road, I felt beads of sweat running down my hair, over my face, and down to the ground, and my lips were dry and uncomfortable, as if not only I was very hot, but even the willows on the side of the road were hot and drooping their heads, and I knew that I was crying "I know—I know—" in the trees.

Suddenly, a cool breath greeted me, and it turned out to be a cold drink shop. "Mom, I want to buy an ice cream to eat. I looked at the cold drink shop and couldn't help but say.

Then go buy one. Mom agreed, and I bought an ice cream that was still bubbling cold, "Mom, won't you buy one?" "I asked my mother, but my mother said that it was too cold, and my stomach was upset after eating, and I had to ask my mother to eat a bite and taste it, and it was cool and cool, but my mother just didn't eat it.

There were times when my thighs couldn't hold my arms, and in the end, at my insistent request, my mother only ate a small bite, and she ate it so fragrant and sweet. Looking at my mother, I felt that my eyes were a little blurry and I wanted to shed tears. Think about it, since I started learning the piano, my mother has been frugal every day, never spending a penny more, and for my future, my mother has paid too much.

I didn't let the tears flow, for fear that my mother would find out, and I wouldn't be able to eat the ice cream from my mother's hand.

It's still so hot, but I'm not hot at all, not because of the coolness of the ice cream, but because of my mother's love.

Mother is a sacred role, and I feel that my mother is like an angel sent by God to protect me. She nurtured me with love, educated me with her heart, and pinned all good hopes on me. And how can I repay my mother?

Money, position, rights, academic ......It's all material satisfaction, and all this can never repay my mother's love for me. A little respect and filial piety is far from enough.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. ”

"Born in sorrow and dying in peace" means that if there is a sense of crisis, you can survive, and if you don't have a sense of crisis, you can't survive. If you want to be prepared for danger in peace, you still have to write your own essay I can help you make an outline At the beginning, you can explain the meaning of this sentence and what inspiration does it give us The second paragraph gives some examples to illustrate the point of view with facts, or some allusions in this regard, and finally summarizes what we have to do to survive smoothly, I hope you can write a good essay

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