Hu Ye said: "In my life, there is the love of my parents everywhere. In the morning, my mother helped me pour milk, and in the evening, my father helped me cook fruit soup. In winter, my mother always helps me warm the quilt before going to bed, and in summer, my father always helps me shoot mosquitoes. I grew up healthy surrounded by love. But there is one thing that strikes me the most.

It was a fine Sunday afternoon, and my dad and I were walking in the community green space. I saw ice in a pool, so I picked up a pebble next to it and threw it. At this time, Dad shouted: Xiaolu, come here, there is a strange plant there! I hurried over and saw my father holding a thin, long leaf in his hand, as long as a willow branch. I said, "Dad, play with me!" Dad handed me the leaves, and I played intently. Suddenly, I had a sharp pain in my right index finger, and I screamed wow, and bright red blood flowed out, and my father heard my shout and hurriedly ran over. He immediately pressed my wound and said regretfully: Oops! I forgot to tell you that there are thorns on the sides of the pampas reed leaves, which will not be scratched if you touch them, but they will be scratched when you touch them upside down. Seeing that I was in pain and nervous, my father comforted me again: It's okay son, don't be afraid! After saying that, my father took out his mobile phone and called my mother while pulling me home quickly.

As soon as I arrived at the door, my mother had already opened the door and was waiting for me. My mother first washed my dirty hands, then dipped a cotton ball in some yellow potion, gently applied it to my fingers, and finally put it on Bondi, and asked me from time to time: Is it tight? Is it tight?

As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a perfect world。。。。。。 Whenever I sing this song, I think of how much love there is around me, which also reminds me of one thing:

On a summer evening, it was pouring rain outside. I was hot and had a high fever. No medicine will work. My mother hurriedly picked me up and ran out, and the bean-sized raindrops hit my mother, but my mother hugged me tightly and didn't let me get drenched in the rain. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but my mother was still desperate to run forward.

By the time I arrived at the hospital, my mother was soaking wet. At this time, the doctor gave me an intravenous drip, and I was lying on the hospital bed, unable to move. But I didn't expect my mother to faint. When I woke up the next day, I realized that my mother had a bad cold for me. I couldn't speak, just tears streaming down my face. I don't know what to do? How can I thank my mother? How to repay your mother's love! This is my mother's love for me, all love is not as great as the mother's love in the world!

There is a kind of love in the world that does not require anything in return. It will only pay for you selflessly, and only need a faint smile from you. It is motherly love. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a perfect world。。。。。。 When I sing this song again, I will realize the greatness of mother's love! There will be a warm current flowing through my body. It is a portrayal of mother's love!

As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a perfect world。。。。。。 Whenever I sing this song, I think of how much love there is around me, which also reminds me of one thing:

On a summer evening, it was pouring rain outside. I was hot and had a high fever. No medicine will work. My mother hurriedly picked me up and ran out, and the bean-sized raindrops hit my mother, but my mother hugged me tightly and didn't let me get drenched in the rain. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but my mother was still desperate to run forward.

By the time I arrived at the hospital, my mother was soaking wet. At this time, the doctor gave me an intravenous drip, and I was lying on the hospital bed, unable to move. But I didn't expect my mother to faint. When I woke up the next day, I realized that my mother had a bad cold for me. I couldn't speak, just tears streaming down my face. I don't know what to do? How can I thank my mother? How to repay your mother's love! This is my mother's love for me, all love is not as great as the mother's love in the world!

There is a kind of love in the world that does not require anything in return. It will only pay for you selflessly, and only need a faint smile from you. It is motherly love. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a perfect world。。。。。。 When I sing this song again, I will realize the greatness of mother's love! There will be a warm current flowing through my body. It is a portrayal of mother's love!

Love is everywhere in life, and there is love in everyone's heart. Some love is selfish, and some love is selfless.

Our Chinese teacher, Ms. Zhang, is a teacher with selfless love. The love He gives us is great!

I remember one time, before the midterm exam, the teacher's voice was hoarse because of our study work, and the conversation was like a radio that had lost its signal, rustling. From time to time, there was a bitter expression on his face, but the teacher still insisted on giving us a lecture. At this time, we always bring a glass of water to the teacher, who smiles at us, but always refuses to drink. We know in our hearts that teachers are afraid of wasting time in class. Therefore, we can only drink a sip of water at the end of class, we see it in our eyes and feel pain in our hearts.

Another time, the teacher's child was sick and had a fever of more than 38 degrees, but Teacher Zhang insisted on going to the school to teach us regardless of the safety of his own child. We knew very well that the teacher didn't want to delay the study of our 48 children because one of her children was sick! But as soon as class ended, the teacher called home with an anxious face. We felt the teacher's emotions at the moment, and we also felt anxious for the teacher. Although we are not the teacher's children, don't all these things show the teacher's deep love for us? If we don't repay our teachers with excellent grades, then how can we be worthy of them?

Love is everywhere in life, and there is love in everyone's heart. Some love is selfish, and some love is selfless.

Our Chinese teacher, Ms. Zhang, is a teacher with selfless love. The love He gives us is great!

I remember one time, before the midterm exam, the teacher's voice was hoarse because of our study work, and the conversation was like a radio that had lost its signal, rustling. From time to time, there was a bitter expression on his face, but the teacher still insisted on giving us a lecture. At this time, we always bring a glass of water to the teacher, who smiles at us, but always refuses to drink. We know in our hearts that teachers are afraid of wasting time in class. Therefore, we can only drink a sip of water at the end of class, we see it in our eyes and feel pain in our hearts.

Another time, the teacher's child was sick and had a fever of more than 38 degrees, but Teacher Zhang insisted on going to the school to teach us regardless of the safety of his own child. We knew very well that the teacher didn't want to delay the study of our 48 children because one of her children was sick! But as soon as class ended, the teacher called home with an anxious face. We felt the teacher's emotions at the moment, and we also felt anxious for the teacher. Although we are not the teacher's children, don't all these things show the teacher's deep love for us? If we don't repay our teachers with excellent grades, then how can we be worthy of them?