I made friends with my parents Epistle Essay 10

Mom and Dad, I am the boat, you are the sea, without your support, how can I sail away; Mom and Dad, I am the spring, you are the mountain, without your conception, how can I trickle; Mom and Dad, I am a flower, you are a leaf, without your foil, how can I be beautiful. I can't forget you, my dear parents who are also teachers and friends.

Socializing with parents is the first classroom for us to learn and socialize. In family interactions, we feel the love of our parents, dedicate love to our parents, and resolve conflicts and conflicts with our parents.

In family life, we enjoy affection, love and joy, and home is a paradise; If you can't resolve the contradictions and conflicts with your family, your home will become a cage. By approaching our parents, being good at communication, dedicating love, eliminating estrangement, and overcoming the dangers of rebellion, we can add warmth to a harmonious family.

When we were children, we attached ourselves to and worshiped our parents. After entering adolescence, we have our own minds, begin to act independently, longing for a "certificate of liberation" from our parents, longing for our parents to treat us like adults, and even challenging our parents' authority. In the eyes of our parents, we are always children who do not grow up, have no life experience, do not have rich experience, but have our own ideas.

Our parents blame us for becoming more and more disobedient and less sensible, and we miss the way we were when we were children. Their love for us has not changed, but they are more demanding, and they inevitably give a few more words, and when we can't listen, we feel that our parents are nagging and instigating. As a result, there is a conflict between us and our parents.

When we have a conflict with our parents, we must first calm down and discuss with our parents calmly. Negotiation is the process of communication, through which we can find out where the differences are and find a solution that is acceptable to both parties. In this way, there is room for maneuver in what seems to be a conflict.

With good communication, we can get the understanding of our parents, and even change our parents' minds so that we can get what we want.

Make friends with your parents

Mom and Dad, I am the boat, you are the sea, without your support, how can I sail away; Mom and Dad, I am the spring, you are the mountain, without your conception, how can I trickle; Mom and Dad, I am a flower, you are a leaf, without your foil, how can I be beautiful. I can't forget you, my dear parents who are also teachers and friends. —Epigraph

I can't forget your gentle words, which washed away the dust and mud on my soul; I can't forget your mighty east wind warnings, summon up my courage to move forward, and I can't forget your ......I have made friends with you, and once again stretch out the palm of your loving hand! �

I am glad to be friends with you, because you are my parents, and I see the honest eyes of friends whenever I get into trouble outside; Whenever I don't pay attention to a lecture in class, I see the eyes of a friend who blames me; Whenever I get sick and hospitalized, I see my friend's distressed eyes. I love you as friends, you are the gentle lamp in my heart. �

I am glad to have made friends with you, because you are my parents, and whenever I make a mess of the house, there will be a pair of friends who will help me to keep my family in order, and whenever I put my empty belly in front of you, there will be a pair of friends who will serve fragrant rice. Whenever I put ......I love you as friends, you are the crystallization of wisdom in my heart. �

I am glad to have made friends with you, because you are my parents' ......I love you as friends, you are love, you are the source, you are the eternal ......�

Making friends with you has given me the power of incomparable in the world, which has been transformed into my diligence, my will and my faith, which has nurtured my self-esteem, ignited the fire of my ideals, and encouraged me to embark on a new journey. �

I made friends with you, gave me a harbor of love, and spontaneously recorded your hard work: engraved pictures of your lives; Smile, condense your ideal joy; Eyes, flashing with sparks of wisdom. �

Making friends with you has given me the sunshine and sky in my heart, and you have woven the warp and weft of my thoughts with rich feelings; You have watered my seedling with the sweat of your hearts; You have forged my physical ...... with the flame of life�

A few touches of autumn frost stained your temples, a few wrinkles climbed on your foreheads, and your eyes red for a few nights, my friend, you have worked hard! �

May all the sons and daughters of the world have a filial piety and repay my dearest friends, my parents, with their brilliant achievements.

Friend", the word that struck at my heart. When I saw it coming towards me, I realized: my parents are driving it!

The sound of cicadas is still the same. The silent, transparent singing penetrated into my heart like a mother's words of concern.

In my confused flower season, it was my mother, who transformed the watery maternal love into wordless friendship.

Like everyone else, I didn't open my mind to my mother. But just as under the lotus pond shrouded in moonlight, there is clearly a dark fragrance in the tranquility, a noisy desire for transcendent power.

My willfulness, she is accommodating. My complaints, she hid. My wounds, she quietly healed for me.

Finally, my mother, with her understanding, silently melted the ice that had accumulated in my heart. From then on, the heart is no longer empty, no longer lonely. Oh, perhaps, the friendship between my mother and me should be Angel in my heart, silently plucking the strings and sending out that touching heartbeat.

But, after all, it's a boy. It needs to be released, it needs to be rational! My father also silently walked into my heart.

He never restrained me, but shocked me with his humor and rational wisdom. For a while, there was a time when there was a lot of hope and a vague future. The father just said, "Butterflies that bump into themselves in the blur will sooner or later stick to the cobwebs." ”

My heart is no longer as empty as it was when I was a child. When the worries began to mount, he said, "Boys can sometimes be as sentimental as girls, but they are just transparent.

While growing up in the body and knowledge, I am also growing in troubles. However, when you face them correctly, isn't it a chance to surpass yourself? ”

Finally, I got out of my confusion.

In fact, being friends with parents is a kind of trust between family affection. Looking forward to the future, why don't we choose the most intimate and transparent friendship - are we still hesitating about friendship with our parents? Why not try it? Because, behind that, isn't it the love that the world needs most?

Friend, what is the definition of a friend that we give? Whether it's a companion of the same age, a confidant with a common language, or a ......

What I'm going to say now is that my friends are my parents, and I made friends with my parents.

My friendship with my parents started very early, and I had already formed a friendship with my parents when I was trembling on the ground learning to walk, and you may think it may be strange, but there is a kind of friendship called companionship.

At that time, my little hand held by one of my parents, let me walk in the middle, I sometimes tilted my head to the left to look at my father, sometimes to the right to look at my mother, my calves on the ground one by one small steps.

I can't remember anything too long ago, but this picture is good that I heard it from my mother's mouth. When I was learning to walk, this picture often appeared on that tree-lined path. The company of my parents has left an indelible mark on my step by step.

There is also a kind of friendship called encouragement.

When I failed the exam, and when I was most depressed, my parents would always come to my side quietly, stand behind me, and use their gentle voices to soothe the pain in my heart. They will encourage me, a defeat is nothing, they will encourage me, ask me to look forward, with their encouragement, my heart knot gradually unraveled, I smile again, rekindle my fighting spirit, this time the defeat is nothing.

Sometimes when I am sick, it is my parents who look at me with their concerned eyes, and it is also their friends who are by my side, talking to me, and relieving my boredom in my heart.

My friendship with my parents grows deeper every day, what is a friend? A friend is someone who accompanies you, understands you, and encourages you, and my parents are my good friends in life.

If I had to count the days when I made friends with my parents, it probably started from the day I was born.

Time flies, I have been absent from my hometown for two years, and now, I am on the plane to Jiangsu, looking out the window at the blue sky and white clouds, the gentle breeze, my mood is great, the birds are singing outside the window, and I am dancing for them in my heart, this winter ball is grandly opened, Mr. Bird plays his flute, on the stage, the animals are happy, happy. It's winter, but my heart is dancing in a garden full of flowers. With the end of the ball, the plane landed on the loess of his hometown.

As soon as I got off the plane, I took a big breath, this is the smell of home, the air is so fresh.

In my eyes, my hometown has streams, rivers, mountains, green ......And now that it's all in front of my eyes, I can't believe it:

A thin layer of frost formed on the creek, and the little friend was picking up the snowdrift on the side of the road and having a snowball fight frantically. The girls are calmly building snowmen next to them, and they are used to doing their own thing in the noise of the boys. The boys took the "bullets" and bombarded the shells violently, and I retreated from the rain of bullets, which was really thrilling!

When I came to the house, the warm fire shone beside me, and the cold I had just been thrown out of the clouds in an instant. As a family chatting around the fire, I hope that this harmonious and peaceful time will never pass, and I hope that this happiness will always be remembered in my heart.

In my eyes, Jiangsu is a paradise on earth full of family affection, but what is Jiangsu like in your hearts? What does your hometown look like in your eyes? Anyway, in my heart, Jiangsu is the most beautiful!