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Write an essay on "Parents' Love" of no less than 450 words! Urgent!!!!!!!! Right?
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Can we understand it, you still write it yourself, the emphasis is on understanding, it is not easy for your parents to raise you, and now that people in society have regressed, are you right about your parents' hard work year after year?
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Parental love.
It was a dark evening, and the wind was blowing outside the window, so I cleaned up 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 father 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 you put on the fuse"; I remembered every time I took an exam, my mother's advice before leaving home:
Don't panic and 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.
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