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Anonymous users2024-02-07Yes, remember to fit the theme.
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Anonymous users2024-02-06Parent's love essay 600 words.
There is a kind of love, which is priceless, selfless, shining like diamonds and stars, and this is maternal love; There is another kind of love, although it is not as sweet as mother's love, but it is as selfless and great as mother's love, and this is father's love. In the past ten years, they have taken great care of me, imparted me knowledge, taught me the principles of life, and raised me from a croaking baby to a smart girl. The years go by, the waves are gone, only the love of my parents is still there, the love of my parents is as deep as the sea, as heavy as Mount Tai, one by one, and the scenes often echo in my mind......
I remember one time, I only scored 91 points in the half-term exam of mathematics, and looking at this bright red 91 points, tears rolled in my eyes. When I got home, I sat on the sofa without saying a word, my mother saw that I was acting very abnormally today, so she asked me what happened, I choked up and told my mother what happened, I waited for my mother to scold me, who knows, my mother not only did not scold me, but also patiently said to me: "I didn't do well in the exam this time, don't take it to heart, next time I try to do well in the exam, you must not be inferior, you know?"
I nodded slightly. Mom also said: "A failure does not mean that you are not excellent, you have to analyze the reasons well, know that from the mistake in the **, this is progress!"
After listening to my mother's words, the smile returned to my face, and the crying was far away. Moreover, I no longer feel inferior and have regained my self-confidence, thanks to my mother.
Fatherly love is not as sweet as motherly love, but it is an unsung love, a great and selfless love. Although it is not easy to embody, just like that time.
That day, I was doing a math problem, suddenly I was stumped by an Olympiad math problem, I ran to ask my father, who knows, but he pretended not to hear, still watching his TV, I went back to the room angrily, "popped" the door shut, I thought: Hmph, what's the big deal, I don't need you to tell me, I can do it. I thought about it, and I was about to break my head, and suddenly I came up with another way to do it, and finally made this problem.
Later, I learned that my father gave me a truth: when one road does not work, you must not be discouraged, you must be brave to take another road, as long as you set off with hope, success will be closer and closer to you.
In fact, there are many kinds of love, and they represent different meanings, such as the love of parents for their children, which is selfless; love between friends, that is pure; Our love for the poor, that's a sincere ......But I think the most memorable thing is the love of my parents, and I am touched by the love of my parents who love me like that.
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