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You can write about family affection, or a certain ideal or wish in your heart, or a certain spirit, you can do it.
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According to the characteristics of writing propositions, compositions can be divided into propositional compositions and non-propositional compositions. Do you know how to write a good essay? The following is an excellent essay that I have collected and sorted out with a bright light in my heart, I hope it will be helpful to you.
Mom is from the province, and after marrying Dad, because of all sorts'Reason, she hasn't been back to her hometown for more than ten years.
During the summer vacation, I followed my aunt to go back to my grandmother's house. Before I left to go back to my grandmother's house, my mother told me to bring her a box of tea from my grandmother's house.
I was very puzzled, although tea did not take up any space, but why did my mother suddenly let me bring tea? You must know that she can be described as "not a drop of tea" on weekdays.
I was full of doubts, but I did it.
Before I came back from my grandmother's house, my mother called me again** and told me to bring tea to her, which made me even more puzzled.
As soon as I got off the bus, I saw my mother waiting for me at the station. After taking my luggage, my mother immediately asked if I had brought tea to her. I nodded hurriedly and took out the large box of tea leaves in my bag and gave it to her.
My mother looked at the tea leaves in my hand, immediately took them in her hand, looked at them carefully, and carefully put them back in her bag. When she got home, before she could help me put my luggage away, she took out the box of tea again, carefully picked up the box of tea again, and carefully looked at it carefully, as if she was holding some rare treasure.
When the water in the kitchen was boiling, my mother immediately opened the tea leaves and made a pot of tea firmly. Then I picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, which was a look of enjoyment and praise.
Mom, don't you drink tea? How to ...... today"I couldn't help but ask what I had in mind.
Mom shook her head: "I just don't like to drink tea here." I only drink your grandmother's tea, which is this. Your grandmother's tea is the only tea in the village. ”
Then you don't have to drink so much! Just a few minutes after this tea arrived at home, you immediately brewed it and drank it, can't you slow down? ”
Because I haven't drunk it in a long time! While speaking, my mother took another sip of tea: "I still remember that the last time I drank was after giving birth to you, your grandmother came to see us and brought it by the way."
In a flash, more than ten years have passed, and your grandmother hasn't made tea for a long time, and I haven't been back for ...... for so long”
Mom's voice gradually lowered, and I couldn't hear what she was saying, as if it was a few words of hometown, but there seemed to be some moisture around her eyes. The tea smoke was faint, drifting farther and farther away with the wind, as if holding her mother's thoughts and returning to her hometown.
Every person who leaves home has a lamp in his heart, a lamp about his hometown. The fragrance of tea ignited the lamp in my mother's heart. The lamp may not be big, but it is very bright and warms my mother's heart!
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Daddy's love is great, selfless, and warm ......
I have a good father, he loves me very much, regards me as a "pearl in the palm of the hand", but I am disobedient, one day naughty, always make him angry, and say that he does not love me, but, after the proof of time, I finally found out how much my father loves me, how much he cares about me, and even subtle words and actions ......
Every day when I go to school, my dad will say, "Be careful when crossing the street, don't run around!" "I'll always put on an impatient look and mutter:
Ah! Got it, got it! But when I got to the door, I smiled, and my eyes and mouth were bent into a "crescent moon".
No more, no more, oops! Don't ask, don't bother me! But when my father was gone, I smiled, and my eyes and mouth were more crooked than the crescent moon.
One afternoon at the end of this summer, we were all doing our homework, and the weather outside was gloomy, and after a while, it started to rain heavily, and I thought to myself: What should I do? I don't have an umbrella, how can I get home?
Even so, I had to run back. On the way out of school, I saw that some of my classmates were wearing umbrellas, some were wearing raincoats, and some were taken home by their parents, but I was ruthlessly "attacked" by the raindrops, and I saw that other children were taken back by their parents one by one, but I was like a "chicken in the soup", and I was very dissatisfied. As soon as I walked into the yard, I ran into my father, who was hurrying out with an umbrella and clothes, and I complained when I saw him:
Why don't you pick me up! The other children have been picked up by their parents, what if I get caught a cold, are you responsible? Dad muttered vigorously
Kid, I'm sorry......After saying that, he gave me his clothes and umbrella, and went to buy noodles in the rain. But think about the scene just now: Dad is holding an umbrella, holding his clothes and "running" forward, his brows are tightly locked, and he seems to be anxious to ......But this makes me feel very balanced, very fulfilling, the clothes on my body are like a big umbrella held up by my father for me, I feel the warmth of happiness, I feel the selfless love of my father, I would rather be drenched, because even if I am drenched, it is also a happy cold ......
Over the years, I have felt my father's care for me and his love for me, and I finally discovered how happy and warm ...... it is to be loved
In my heart, my father's love is like a mountain; In my heart, my father's love is like the sea; In my heart, my father's love is like a bright light ...... that will not be extinguished
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I wish a light can be your parents who have accompanied you all the way, or your classmates, or even your tireless teachers! The main thing is to highlight why these people can play the role of lights, to name a few examples!
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In my heart, there will always be a bright light, it will never go out, it will always be so bright, and it will always illuminate my heart when I am confused, and point me the right way.
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You'd better go put a Kong Ming lantern.
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