The essay on mother s love and father s love in the first year of junior high school began with THAN

The sun is shining, you are the most beautiful sun in my heart.

This is the beginning of my previous essays for you to learn from.

Beginning: There are some people in the world who know how to give, and they have a common name - Mom. Or why listen to your mom.

You'll start to understand this passage when you grow up.

As I grew up, I began to understand.

Why I run faster than others.

Fly higher than others.

Write it yourself, others can't help you.

1. Father's love is a ray of sunshine that makes your heart feel warm like spring even in the cold winter; Father's love is a clear spring, so that your emotions are still pure and clear even if they are covered with the dust of the rising moon in the state.

2. Father's love is as selfless as mother's love, and he doesn't ask for anything in return; Father's love is an obscure and invisible feeling, which can only be experienced by those who are attentive.

3. The moment of having a thought is happy; To have the pleasure of feeling is to be happy; Having a father's love is also a blessing.

4. For a man's life, he is both a son and a father. The son is the shadow of the father in the first half of life, and the father is the shadow of the son in the second half of life.

5. Father's love is a mountain, so that your body and mind are calm and firm even if they bear the wind, frost, rain and snow;

Father's love is an ocean, so that your soul is still kind and tolerant even if it encounters lightning and thunder.

Father's love is a ray of light, allowing your heart to see the path of light even if it is on the verge of darkness;

Fatherly love is a breeze that refreshes your mind even when it is stained with dirty dirt.

6. In life, with my father, I have a broad world; With my father, my life has become brilliant; With my father, I have been more stable and vigorous on the road of life.

The love of our parents is the greatest love between heaven and earth, and our parents have loved us since we fell to the ground, forever.

The ancients said: "The line in the hand of the loving mother, the shirt of the wanderer." Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. "The love of mothers in the world is actually in small things like a stitch and a thread. A mother's love is like the bright sunshine in spring, bringing us warmth and light; Mother's love is like a stable and calm umbrella in the wind, sheltering me from the wind and rain; My mother's love always helped me and gave me motivation when I was in trouble.

Father's love says: "Father's love is like a mountain, and mother's love is like water." "But I think that Dad's mountain has been pressing me down, and he is more like a terrifying volcano, and the consequences of an eruption are unimaginable and terrifying. It wasn't until that day that I truly experienced the love of a father.

It happened when I was in third grade. That day, I wrote an essay that was praised by my teacher and made it available to my classmates on the blackboard at the back of the classroom. Hey, being praised by the teacher is a great "happy event" for me, and I must "report the good news" to my parents after school.

When my father came home from work, I couldn't wait to run forward and tell my father about this big "happy event", thinking that my father would hold me like a little princess, but my father walked away with a soft "oh". I looked at my father's cold back, disappointment suddenly crawled all over my heart, the joy when I came home from school was thrown out of the clouds by my father's indifference, the tears of grievance flowed down like a pearl with a broken thread, and the warm heart seemed to be splashed with a basin of cold water, and I had to be sad to do my homework.

The next morning, my dad dropped me off.

Learn. I noticed something strange about him, usually my father is in good spirits, but why does my father seem tired today: his eyes are swollen like peaches, and his eyes are bloodshot, why is this?

But I didn't think much of it, just hurried into the school. When I opened yesterday's composition, my eyes moistened, yesterday's composition was obviously revised by my father, and he circled the typos, added many good words and sentences, and added a beautiful ending to me. I finally understood why Dad was so tired today......

Dad didn't pamper me too much, but he was always like a bright light in the night, always showing me the way in that responsible way. What my dad gave me was a mountain of love!

Mother's love contains many flavors. A mother's taste for her child will make her child learn to be strong and learn to endure It is a final exam, and the essay topic of the Chinese is a bit difficult; The last problem in mathematics is the catch-up of the Olympiad.