How should parents write in the countryside is not less than 800 words 30

If the countryside is lost.

Guo Yifei. Today's society is divided into two parts, one part is the countryside with beautiful mountains and rivers and the smell of earth all over the body, and the other part is the city with busy traffic and high-rise buildings. People always compare them unconsciously, but they belong to completely different places.

People in the city have a fast pace of life every day, and they have almost no time to waste every day in their lives, which also causes boredom in most people's hearts, they are eager to relax, and the countryside is soon determined to be the best candidate, and they yearn for the leisurely life of rural people. The people in the countryside go out early and return late in spring and autumn, working hard, but they have nothing to do in the summer and winter, and they yearn for the high salaries of urban people, and go to the city to work. In fact, they complement each other, and if there is no rural area, people in the city will never find a place where they can relax, a place where they can completely relax.

I remember one time after failing an exam, my mother took me to the countryside, and I will never forget ...... that timeWalking on the path in the field, the breeze was gentle, a little cool and silky, like a piece of transparent gauze covering my cheeks, floating lightly on my face. Breathe deeply into the fresh air that you can't smell in the city, with a faint fragrance of earth, a slight fragrance of flowers and a verdant scent of grass. Gradually, the wind became stronger, and the trees made a rustling sound, and the branches swayed as if they were dancing with the wind.

Suddenly, a leaf floated to my head, and it was completely coincidentally wrapped around the tips of my thin hair, with the wind fluttering, the leaves were also dancing, it looked too funny, I couldn't help but be teased by my friends in the countryside, so I forgot all my troubles, forgot about the failure of the exam, and there was only happiness left in the world, only a carefree smile. I suddenly felt how nice it would be if I lived here, there would be less pressure and less expectations. But, the answer is that I can't.

I have to receive a better education in the city, study hard, and strive to have a good grade in order to face the dedication of my parents and become a truly useful person, but now everything is just slim, and I have not achieved all this. Although everything here is so good. What if you lose the countryside?

If the countryside is lost, then all this will cease to exist; If we lose the countryside, then where should we go to relax? If we lose the countryside, our only natural nature will be destroyed. So we want to protect the countryside, the only nature in the city.

Today I give my parents a thump on the back.

Mom and Dad couldn't hide the joy on their faces.

Praise me for growing up.

I also said that I was ignorant when I was a child, and I was angry with them.

Look at the joy on their faces.

I'm behind them.

Tears ran away from my eyes.

But we didn't say anything.

Or silently beat them on the back.

Listen to them tell stories about when I was a child.

That's about it.

You're adding a little yourself.

Just modify it a little bit.

I've tried it, and I've got an idea.

It's nothing more than the whole scene of the school...

You can spoof some (as long as you're guts).

You tell your parents that there's an assignment at school, and we'll give you a backbeat, and then you write a reflection, and then you can write down what happened after that.

Give each parent a "thrashing coupon". You're here to help them with a thump on the back. It's not interesting to make it up.

Dear Dad. Mom:

Hello! Lifting the pen in my hand, I wrote this letter with a conflicted feeling, and my daughter has many things to tell you.

For more than ten years, you have worked hard to raise me, regard me as the pearl of the palm, so that I can enjoy the family affection and warmth, compared to those children who do not have a family and warmth, I feel that I am a lucky person, it is you who give us meticulous care and care, that little bit of life, I am deeply remembered in my heart, it is you who weave my colorful life, you are my dearest people--- when we are sick, you take care of us, take us to the doctor, feed us medicine, Help us keep warm, I will never forget, your "fear of returning late" will definitely be exchanged for our "three springs".

I know that you also have the wish of "hoping that your son will become a dragon and your daughter will become a wind". In today's highly competitive society, only people with strong strength can go to work, so you are strict with me, even beyond my ability to accept, but I clearly know that this is out of your love for me, and I am also working hard to avoid making you angry.

As I grow older, I have my own thoughts and ways of dealing with the world, due to the difference in age, we have a lot of differences in opinions, we are closer and farther apart, every time I calm down after impulse, I regret it very much, I should not make you sad, angry, and at the same time I can't forgive myself, I don't know how to face you, when I meditate, I will think of your hard work, in addition to working in school, Dad also does housework, but also does farm work, and Mom has aged a lot because of perennial fatigueWhen I think of this, I can't help but cry.

Finally, I wish you good health and all the best, Dad, Mom.

Dear Mom and Dad:

Hello! There is no greater love in the world than the love of parents, which is selfless giving, unrequited toil.

Parents always worry about their children first, and then they are happy about their children. But some spoiled children turn a blind eye to these or take them for granted. They are always self-centered, and it seems as if the whole earth is revolving for them.

In the face of their parents' love, they became blind. "The lamb kneels to suckle","The crow feeds back"Animals understand things, let alone people.

People are inherently good, and there are only a few people who don't know what kindness is, but they are not grateful if they know it. Although there is filial piety in the heart, but there is no consciousness, can not obtain a sense of responsibility, gratitude is not grateful, the same is in vain.

The grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring"Parents and us are already springs. How can we repay it?

As a student, I don't have a financial **, and I still need financial support from my parents, let alone support my parents. But in fact, a look, a greeting, and a hug from us will make parents feel warm. When our parents forget our birthday due to negligence, we complain and we are sad.

So, when we miss our parents' birthdays, what do they feel like Mother's Day or Father's Day, one of our ** can make them ecstatic, it turns out that our parents also need love like us. They may look strong in order to live, but in fact, they also have a vulnerable side, they can be troubled, they can be sad, and they sometimes need to be cared for like children.

Parents are our safe haven, and we too can be our spiritual home.

There is an ancient saying"The old and the old"All parents in the world are worthy of respect, and our gratitude must not be stingy with them!

Sincerely. Salute.

Your daughter :*

2 November 10, 8.

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Parents' Love It was a dark evening, the wind was blowing outside the window, and I cleaned the classroom and began to pack my school bag and prepare to go home. "Click" A thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the heavy rain poured down I secretly screamed in my heart, put my clothes on my head and rushed out, just arrived at the school gate, two familiar figures flashed into my eyes It's my father, and my mother, but both of them only have an umbrella in their hands Mom smiled and said to me: "Your dad and I came directly from the office, and we didn't bring more umbrellas, let's fight together."

No, the rain is too heavy, and both of them will be wet, so I'll give this umbrella to Shihao. Dad hurriedly said as he stretched out his umbrella. "I fought with my dad.

Saying that, I jumped under my father's umbrella, my father held the umbrella in one hand, and tried his best to hold my shoulder with the other, and the three of them and the two umbrellas were hidden in the mist, and I felt so happy and happy at that moment. In a haze, one picture after another suddenly flashed in my mind: I remembered that I forgot to take my homework book with me because I was in a hurry to go to school, and my father found out and ran to send me to the classroom; I remembered when I forgot to get home because I was playing basketball, and my mother was hurrying around looking for me; I remembered his eager voice in the microphone when I called my dad on a business trip:

The fuse is in the toolbox on the balcony, and you must not forget to pull down the brake knife first when putting on the fuse"; I remembered every time I had an exam, my mother's advice before leaving home: "Don't panic, believe in yourself." "There are so many memories of the past that I can't help but cry.

The love of parents is like the fragrance of lilies, which slowly converges and no longer drifts away. I think there may be no one in the world who will say that they don't love their parents, but can they say that they can fully repay their parents' love? Perhaps far from it.

In the eyes of my parents, love is to walk with you, and you will never get tired no matter how far you go, so I will never forget my father's ardent words when he held my draft composition: "Change it, change it again and you can transcribe it." "I will never forget my mother getting up early in the morning to make breakfast for me - life is too long, and this moment is happiness.

As I write this, I can't help but think of the biblical prophet Elijah covering his face with his hands, not daring to look God's face in the face. I think that parents can enjoy this right, and they have the holy things that "God" has sown on the earth.

Running to the place I thought would be infinitely brighter.

But the reality is too skinny, it has built a gorgeous city for us, and when we break free from the so-called shackles of our parents and run in, we find that it is just a façade. We are trapped by reality and cannot escape. We drew the ground as a prison before we remembered the pure love of our parents.

Suddenly I realized that the nagging and accompanying of my parents was also a kind of gentle whispering.

The student performed well during the holidays, was able to actively help his parents, completed his homework according to quality and quantity, and hoped to go to the next level.

The student behaved well during the holidays, was able to actively help his parents, and hoped to go to the next level.

Do the housework once in a while.

It seems that the growth is also quite (not) big.

There are two points to be made.

The value is in the heart.

The student is eager to learn, has a wide range of interests, learns a lot during the holidays, can complete homework on time, and can also help parents do a little housework. However, the ability needs to be improved, and I hope that the teacher will teach and supervise it.

Oh, I hope it can help you

In the winter when I was fifteen, I came home from school one evening. Because the weather was very cold, the door lock was so cold that it was difficult to open, I couldn't open the door anymore, it was cold and urgent, and I twisted it vigorously, but the key was broken, and the broken part was still in the lock. Later, when my parents came back, it took a lot of trouble to enter the house.

After entering the door, my mother was very angry, and counted me down one by one, saying that I shouldn't wait too hard, and I didn't say anything, but my mother's habit is to ignore people, and say one thing over and over again. I was also a child who didn't want to admit my mistakes to people with tough attitudes, and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I said a few words, saying that I didn't mean it and that I didn't make any big mistakes.

Although my father didn't say anything, he seemed to be angry enough about the door, and when he heard that I was still arguing with my mother, he kicked me in anger. I was stupid at the time, because my dad never hit me, and he was always very protective of me.

Silently returning to my room, I just felt that I couldn't bear such a blow, so on impulse, I put on my coat again, carried a bag and quietly left the house.

Walking into the dark night alone, I suddenly found that I had no direction and didn't know where to go. I went around the railroad a few times, and finally unconsciously slipped like a thief into the uphill vegetable garden, looking at the lights in the house from afar and crying, feeling how warm the lights were, but I couldn't go back, I couldn't stand that even my father had become so fierce.

I was walking around the house when I was spotted by a neighbor's aunt, who anxiously advised me, "Son, go back quickly!" Your dad is crazy looking for you, and he can't cry like this.

I still stubbornly said, "No, I'm not going back!" She couldn't stand me, so she hurried away.

I hid in the snow in the backyard of my house, and after a while, the aunt called my father: "Go quickly!" She's in the backyard.

Dad saw me at a glance, and he choked up as he hugged me out and said, "Son, it's Daddy's fault!" Dad won't hit you again.

Dad pulled me home, and met my mom again, who had just come back from looking for me. She was still fierce, pointing at my nose and asking me where I had gone. Even so, her swollen eyes told me that she was also afraid of losing me.

An unexpected exodus made me realize how important I am in the hearts of my parents! This incident has also become a memory that makes me cry when I mention it in this life.