Composition: Tears begin.

Tears blurred my eyes when I remembered that incident. From the curtain of tears, I saw again (what you want to write) ...

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = When I make a wish, what I really promise is to wish my brother a happy and happy growth. Just when I opened my eyes, I blurted out, "I wish you a lifetime as a sponsor." Just after I finished this sentence, my father was hit like a bolt from the blue. How can I afford to lose this man in such a public place? I cried and ran to lock the door, feeling very wronged.

Mom, grandpa, uncle, aunt, sister, brother-in-law, many guests knocked on my door, but I didn't hear anything. Later, my brother knocked at the door and said, "Sister, I brought you a cake." The childish and beautiful voice made people cry, so I opened the door, but what appeared in front of me was not my younger brother, but my father with a hint of regret on his face. She called me, and I immediately went back to bed and covered my head with a quilt. My father said to me with food, cake and drink in his hand, "Let's talk it over now and judge whether you are wrong or not. I admit that I hit you. " Are you right? That sentence is the most taboo word today. When you make a wish, I know you may not mean it, but how can you do it? No matter what you say, you have to go through your head. "I still sat silently, looking at my father's back. I stayed up all night.

At dawn the next day, my mother said to me, "I talked to you about my dad in the middle of the night last night, and I talked about you." As soon as my mother stopped talking, I couldn't help crying again.

three

I cried that time.

I was good at crying when I was a child. I seldom cry now. I think I've grown up.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I heard my mother crying: "Don't you know how to finish your homework every time?" Do you have a brain or not? "My mother's words are like a pack of sharp knives, which hurt my heart all the time. I have always been a good girl, and finally a volcano has erupted that I have been holding in my heart for a long time. I talked back to my mother: "I don't want you to turn it off!" "Save your energy!" My mother froze and turned cloudy. She coaxed me loudly: "I gave birth to you and raised you, and today you scold me in turn!" " "I humbly turned my head to one side, put my hands in my pockets and threw out a sentence:" I'm out! He slammed the door and left without looking back.

I flew out of the community and my tears kept falling like broken beads. I used my sleeve to dry the tears on my face again and again, but the tears flowed out again and again.

I ran to a place where I thought my mother couldn't see it and stopped. I gasped and sobbed. At this moment, I couldn't bear it any longer. I lay on the stone bench in the community and cried. Tears flow down my face from both sides of the canyon, and it seems that it will never stop. The wind blew from my ear, and only one or two people were walking on the main road. I suddenly felt as miserable as an unwanted child.

It's getting dark, the sun is setting, and the sunset glow gradually fades away. It is very quiet around. How much I want to be warm at this time. How much I want a hug, which hug is my mother's!

I worked on the bench for a while, trying to close my eyelids. My stomach began to growl, too But I have no money and I don't want to go back.

The night is getting darker and darker, and many people have turned off the lights to sleep. I looked around and had to trudge home step by step. Suddenly, a series of shouts cheered me up. That voice seems to be mom! Yes! It's mom! Mom is coming this way. She put her hand over her mouth and shouted my name. Her brows knit together, looking to the left and to the right for a while, with an anxious expression on her face.

"Mom!" I can't wait to run to my mother's arms. Whispering: "Mom, I won't talk back again, I will" """. Mother suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled at her mouth. I looked up at my mother and found that her smile was so sweet and beautiful.

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Opening the small window of memory, I remembered the day of last semester and that touching scene. ...

That day, our school invited a foreign professor to give us a vivid gratitude education class. He told many vivid examples about gratitude on the stage, which deeply touched the students. Later, he asked his classmates to come to the stage and speak their heartfelt words buried in their hearts for a long time. I thought no one would go up, but it turned out unexpectedly. The students came on stage one after another. Like a torrent, they stepped onto the stage solemnly and irresistibly. Almost every classmate's eyes are wet. They had a heart-to-heart talk with their parents on the stage, admitted their mistakes and expressed their determination to study hard and repay their parents in the future. ...

Maybe I was infected by this atmosphere. My heart was slightly shocked. I just felt a torrent gushing from my heart and rushing out of my eyes. I cried. But I didn't dry my tears, let them wet my face and awaken my ungrateful heart.

Yes! How can I be ungrateful? From my birth to adulthood, what is not the credit of my parents! Dad, mom, you have accompanied me through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter. It was you who accompanied me through many ups and downs and setbacks. It is you who accompany me out of the wrong path and into the light. When I was wronged, it was you who put down your work to comfort me and persuade me. When I didn't finish my homework, but I was already tired and urged to sleep, it was you who accompanied me to finish my homework until the dead of night. In fact, you are more tired than me! When I was sick, you took care of me at my bedside, poured me water and brought me delicious food. It's suddenly getting cold. Who is it? You sent me clothes and gloves all the way?

Dad, mom, what great love you have given me! Like rain and dew, it moistens me. It is like sunshine, eternal and warm; It is like spring rain, gentle and delicate. It will penetrate layers of barriers and fall to every place around me, and stay with me every day; It will embrace my cry and my smile; It will hold up an umbrella for me, pave a road and fill all the bumps.

Dad, mom, your love for me is so selfless! But I don't know how to be grateful. Please forgive my childhood ignorance! From now on, I will study hard, learn to be grateful and repay you well!

The grace of dripping water will surely bring spring. But you gave me the whole ocean!

Ah! But how much love there is in that inch-long grass, have you got three rays of spring?

five

Since I entered junior high school, tears seem to be out of my sight. I am old, of course, I can't cry as easily as before. However, that time, I cried.

It was the first day of junior high school, and I was going to take the Piano Band Five exam. I practice hard every day, remember the music carefully, and play it over and over again, striving for perfection.

Finally, on the day of the grade examination, I came to the examination room with a nervous mood and imagined the scene when I got the Grade Five certificate.

When my name was called, I went into the examination room with confidence and began to play. A beautiful melody flew out from my fingers and echoed in the sky above the small room ... Just as I was intoxicated with my beautiful music, an unexpected thing happened-the pedal at my foot was empty, and my fingers were in chaos in an instant. Helpless, in the teacher's sigh, I slowly walked out of the piano room.

I practiced hard, but there was no result. When I had that confidence in myself, I didn't know where I had gone.

When I got home, I threw away the practice music, tore up the plan of practicing the piano, and sat alone in the room in a daze. At this time, a pair of powerful big hands rested on my shoulder. I turned my head and saw my father standing beside me, smiling at me. "Dad, am I useless?" I whispered, "son, this is just an accidental mistake." You are not wrong, but your mistake is to give up after an accident. " My father called me to the piano and said, "Come, let me enjoy my daughter's music, too." I opened the piano cover and began to play. I don't know why, at the moment, the performance is so relaxed and smooth. After a song was played, there was applause from behind-father's applause. I laughed, but I couldn't help crying.

I never thought that my father would encourage me when I was most sad and tell me how to face setbacks. As far as I can remember, my father usually goes out early and comes back late, and he has never seen me once. I used to think that my father never cared about me or loved me, but I really didn't expect my father to be so kind. Some people say that my father's love is deep, and that time I realized it.

In the days to come, no matter what difficulties and setbacks I encounter, I will summon up courage and start again.

That time, I cried, not because of accidental mistakes, but because of my father's applause, because the applause was full of my father's encouragement and hope, because the applause told me that the catalyst for success was not the discouragement after failure, but the courage to start again.

At that time, I cried, tears washed away the grievances in my heart, let me really understand the connotation of life, taught me how to face the setbacks in life, and encouraged me to raise the sail of confidence again.

That time, I cried and was moved by my father's love. Dad, I love you, I really do.

Comments:

Fatherly love is different from maternal love. Fatherly love is more subtle and profound, and sometimes it is even difficult to be detected. By describing a setback, the author of this article feels the depth of his father's love by inspiring and encouraging himself. When he encountered setbacks, his father's warm words and crisp applause made the author summon up courage, regain confidence and burst into tears with excitement. The article describes the reason and connotation of crying, and shows the author's psychological change process, as well as the father's deep love for his daughter and the daughter's gratitude to his father. At the end, I expressed my sincere feelings for my father in the form of parallelism. The theme is distinct, the center is prominent, the language is fluent and full of affection. This is a good exercise.

six

Everyone says that the greatest love in the world is maternal love, but I think fatherly love is equally great.

I finished all my homework when I got home after school on Wednesday. When the weather forecast is broadcast at night, my parents have nothing to do. I want to watch TV series by watching the weather forecast.

Who knows, just watching it for a while, my father actually came back. I thought to myself, "What bad luck! How did my father hit me? "

Originally, my father didn't say anything, just asked me to do my homework quickly. I said in a slightly unconvinced tone, "I have finished my homework." This sentence actually made his father fly into a rage and said, "You can't just leave your homework behind. Is this a task? " No reading, no problem solving! You're not the first. "Dad's words made me speechless.

Two days later, before dinner, my father said that he would go to Lin Qiu to buy bean curd. I know it's my father's favorite staple food, but he bought sugar bags and steamed bread.

When eating, my mother opened the steamed stuffed bun and said she wanted to see what stuffing it was. The result was ham sausage, meat and quail eggs. Mom said, "Isn't that what you love?" ? Your father must know that you love to eat and bought it for you specially, but you are deadlocked and your father won't say anything. "After my mother's inspiration, I finally understood that my father expressed his love for me in this way. Sure enough, my father said, "Well, it's for my daughter." Suddenly, my nose was sour, my eyes were wet and I spilled a lot of "Jin Doudou".

Looking back now, my father just hates iron not to produce. I thought he had done so much for me, but I made him angry. I really regret it!

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Crying is a girl's nature. I remember my mother once said to me, "Tears are of great use to us."

Yes, in fact, tears are not only an expression of excitement or extreme sadness, but also an expression of release, relief and love.

Life needs tears. Because I am busy with the mid-term exam, I am very nervous as if there is no nerve in my body to relax. In this way, I was wrapped tightly like a bandage for a week, and finally ushered in the long-awaited Saturday. God, please have pity on me. I sat stiffly in the car on my way home, looking at the papers that seemed to be fluttering in front of me and those that were "fast" in the middle of the night, and I couldn't help sighing. Imagine going home to have a good time and let my "mommy" out for the time being, but my father's voice came at me like a thunder, so I climbed upstairs stiffly, locked the door, squatted down quietly, and silently let the crystal tears pour down in that corner. Understand that this is not my silent resistance to my father, but a "summary" of this whole "lingering" week.

This is a vent, not a release. Tears are my best weapon at the moment. I want to cry, I will never bow to setbacks, tears have witnessed my determination. Frustration is not terrible, and these tears are not discouraged. They remind me of my confidence to get up and move on. So I rearranged my luggage and reminded myself to face the challenge bravely and easily.

Life needs tears. Although being strong is a spirit worth pursuing, tears are also worth loving.

I will cry when faced with sudden setbacks. These tears are not cowardice, not fear, but the force that urges me to move forward bravely. I cried when I saw my adopted ducklings leave one by one. These tears are not complaints, not sadness, but love, which is my sincere affection. I cried when I saw that touching story, that touching movie. These tears are not contempt, not sadness. But admiration.

Please believe me. Life needs tears. When you are suffering from something, please cry. When you cheer, please cry. Please believe that this is a true feeling and a deep monologue. After the tears, no matter how fierce the wind is; The roar of rain; We can still see the bright sunshine!

Remember, life needs tears.

Report the sound of tears

In the morning, the sun shines on me through the window, which is more enjoyable than my eyes. Very comfortable! When I opened my eyes,

The whole world is awake, and I stretch my paws and bow my waist lazily, which is regarded as morning exercise. Then scream affectionately

A few times, suggesting that I am hungry, and then enjoying my delicious food, hehe ~ ~ not bad! !

She loves me, so I can bite the corners of her pants and even scratch the floor with my claws until five appear.

Line spectrum.

The sky is overcast, the sun has lost all its light, and I have lost all my love.

She wants to immigrate to Australia with her parents. It's impossible to take me with you. Who immigrates with cats?

Australia? Strange! So, I began to lose my appetite.

She is leaving tomorrow, so she allows me to sleep with her tonight. "Lele, don't worry! I'll put

You send it to a safe and comfortable place, and he will love you as much as I do. "I don't know her eyes are surging.

What is this? But I know I am crying. Tears flow down the corners of my mouth to my heart. I heard tear drops's voice.

Sound. As I can't speak human language, I licked her arm and she held me tightly in her arms.

In the room, I burst into tears. I don't know why, but I feel suffocated. For a long time, when she let me go.

I didn't know she was crying until I found her hair wet.

The next day, still cloudy, she sent me to my new home. We were silent all the way. In fact, we have too much to say, but we don't know where to start. After a while, I was admitted by a boy. She told him repeatedly that she must be good to me, and then thanked me again and again, which was a bit incoherent. Finally, she picked me up, kissed me deeply on the forehead, stuffed me into the boy's body and turned and ran away. I can't wait any longer I still have a lot to say to her, and my departure is just around the corner. I asked the boy who struggled to escape to follow her, and a strange voice came from behind: "Damn cat."

I shouted as I ran, but the girl had disappeared at the end of the street by car. I ran to the airport at the fastest speed in my life, but the plane had already taken off. Looking at the figure of the plane passing in the sky, I know:

I didn't get what I deserved, I lost what I lost. I watched you gradually disappear from my world and get away from my sight bit by bit, only to find that 1/2 was left in my hand, and the rest 1/2 kept chasing you along the tail gas of the plane.

I don't know how I got back to my home. I vaguely remember that the street lamp was dim, but I didn't cry because I found the dog staring at me at the door of my home. Naturally, it wouldn't let me in, so I had to climb over the wall. Wow! ! How high! But there is no other way, because I know he won't wait for me outside the door like her.

I jumped up, my front paw grabbed the wall and tried to climb up. My back paw kicked,,,,, and finally, I fell down, and then I tried again. When I fell down,,,, and, for the nth time, I climbed up the wall. Just when I was glad that I hadn't fallen to the point where I couldn't climb the wall, the problem appeared again. The dog is under the wall. He lost his voice and still turned a blind eye.

There is really nothing we can do. Then,,,, enjoy the moon tonight! Tonight, the moon is big, bright and round. I remember this scene happened before. The moon is still so big and round. The only difference is that I am a little bitter without her. At that time, it was cold and I could still get into her arms. Now,,,, I can't help shivering. ,,,, I don't feel cold anymore. Why? Don't go too far, her? Yes, that's her! ! I don't know whether I am excited or excited. I haven't moved for a long time. When I want to move again, I can't move, and my whole body is frozen. She gently held me in her arms and warmed me. Muttered: "I don't want you to leave me again."

At this time, a meteor crossed the starry sky.

When the sun rises again, the whole world wakes up, but I am still immersed in happiness.

Postscript: Many days later, I was discovered. He called her and said, "The cat is dead."

She cried,,,,,

I heard tears breaking.