Retaliated topic composition 1 retaliated love Whenever I tidy up the bookcase, I see a box on it, and I will open it again and again. It turned out to be a reader. It looks like a laptop!
But the purpose is different. Computers can surf the Internet and play games. But I can only use it to learn English. It can not only make me like learning, but also improve my English. Every time I see it, I think of it. It was the most precious gift my grandmother gave me on my birthday last year. Maybe many people will ask me in unison: "Why is this the most precious gift?" I will not hesitate to answer: "Although this is an ordinary gift, is it just a gift?" Tell you what!
It contains grandma's heart and care for me. "Although this is an ordinary trivial matter, it also makes me understand that my relatives have paid a lot for my love, and I have to know how to repay and learn to be a good boy with gratitude. In the future, I will always remember my grandmother's love for me. I will definitely study harder and become an excellent student to repay my loved ones' love for me. Teacher's comment: The little author has a reading machine, which was given by his grandmother on her birthday. The little author introduced his reading machine in the article and expressed his gratitude to his grandmother. The author thinks that although this is an ordinary gift, it has a unique meaning for himself. The little author thinks that the gift contains grandma's mind and care for herself, so he wants to repay grandma by studying hard. The little author is too sensible!
Although young, I know how to be grateful. This article is vivid in narration, clear in theme and well written!
"I will open it again and again when I see a box on the bookcase" is changed to "I will open it again and again when I see a box on the bookcase". "Playing games …" was changed to "Playing games …" "Although this is an ordinary gift, is it just a gift?" The suggestion is changed to "Although this is an ordinary gift, it is of great significance".
Since my mother went to work in other places, my father and I have lived alone and maintained this family. For me, my father is both a father and a mother: in order to let me study with peace of mind, he does all the washing and cooking by himself. To this end, he also learned to stir-fry and make pancakes. Jean Yan? This is beyond the ability of ordinary farmers.
What can I do for my father? Although I always wanted to do something for my father. Since I was in the sixth grade, besides doing my homework, I also took time to help my father wash dishes, sweep the floor and do some housework as much as I could. But in my eyes, I always feel that I didn't do my best.
The opportunity finally came, and the school organized extracurricular group activities. No one would have thought I would join the knitting group. I want to knit a pair of gloves for my father myself to protect his horrible hands.
In the third activity class, I walked into the knitting group and found that it was full of students with flexible fingers. I was all thumbs, but I went in with a red face. I paid no attention to what they whispered. Quiet down, the teacher began to tell us to start, break up and close the line. A few days later, we successively produced "finished products". Seeing those students' fingers so flexible and beautifully woven, I was a little anxious. But I'm all thumbs by nature. What can I do? To my shame, I have to practice again and again. Finally, I knitted a pair of gloves.
Dad's birthday is coming, so I invited a class and went home early. I cooked some delicious dishes, opened a bottle of wine for my father and sat at the table until my father came back. Father was taken aback as soon as he entered the door. I'm glad to see him. "Happy birthday, Dad." I said with emotion, "This is the glove I knitted for you." Then, he solemnly put those very rough gloves on his big hands like old bark. Father's mouth twitched, trying to say something, but he didn't say it, and big drops of tears rolled down.
This is the first time I saw my strong father cry, and I cried, too. At this time, what I want to say most is "Well, you deserve it." However, my throat choked and I didn't say it. ...
Reward is a feeling between people. Reward is a kind of gratitude between people.
Growing up, I often heard adults say that being a man should be grateful. Obviously, reward is a virtue handed down from ancient times to the present. We have said since childhood: when we grow up, we should repay our parents, teachers, society and the motherland. The words mentioned most by parents and teachers are also rewards. But rewards are more than words.
Not only should we know how to repay kindness, but animals should also know and put it into practice. When the little crow can't fly or hunt, the big crow catches bugs for the little crow to eat. When the little crows grow into big crows, the big crows that preyed on them also become old crows. They can't fly or hunt. At that time, the little crow will prey on it. Not only the crow will come back, but also the lamb knows. Lambs are all kneeling when they are nursing, and it also knows that it is not easy to raise them, so they have to kneel and nurse from an early age.
The crow feeds back, and the lamb kneels and suckles at the same time, which shows us the same truth: be grateful anyway. For us, we should understand our parents' hard work from an early age, and not give them any trouble or chaos. Listen to them and don't contradict them. When our wings are hard and we can soar in the sky alone, we no longer need their feeding, so we worry about us instead. Be obedient from an early age. When we grow up, we should go home often. Parents don't need us to have too much in return, as long as we work hard outside without being hurt or wronged.
Three years ago, I had to leave. In three years, I will leave. Teachers teach us to be human, do things and learn knowledge, so that we can have a good development in the future. All the higher education we received from childhood was taught by teachers. I still remember that three years ago, I promised my primary school teacher that I would often go back and have a look after graduation. This is also a reward.
The small country has given us a peace, and we have to repay the country. Do not add chaos to the motherland, do not discredit the motherland. This is the greatest reward for the motherland. There are various rewards, no matter what the form, as long as you know and do it.
Repayment is the topic of the composition. 4. Tie a knot in grass and repay kindness with kindness-inscription
Gratitude is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation. The old adage of "thinking about the source when drinking water" is well known, and the concept of "the grace of dripping water, when the spring is rewarded" is well known throughout the ages. The idea of gratitude is deeply rooted in the hearts of every Chinese descendant.
Chu Zhuangwang's banquet was ablaze with lights. Her muscles are like jelly, with beautiful facial features, slim figure and beautiful appearance. She is Ji Xu, the lover of the king of Chu. At this point, Jiang Xiong's soul has been taken away by Ji Xu, and he can't control himself. When the wind blew out the candle, Jiang Xiong grabbed Ji Xu's sleeve. Ji Xu seized the opportunity, grasped his helmet tassel in his hand, and asked the king of Chu to trace this person. After much consideration, the king of Chu ordered all the soldiers to take off the stolen tassels and forgave him. Jiang Xiong deeply felt the gratitude of the king of Chu for not killing, and repaid the kindness with death.
Gratitude is a kind of reward, which requires us to spare no effort and even pay our own lives.
When I was a child, Han Xin's family was very poor, and he lived a naked and hungry life. An old woman sympathized with him and gave Han Xin food every day. Facing the sincerity of the old woman, Han Xin was very grateful. Later, Han Xin became a famous soldier and was named King of Chu by Liu Bang. He still remembers the old man who helped him. So I found the old man, took her to my palace and treated her like my mother.
Gratitude is a kind of reward, which requires us to repay kindness and kindness.
Jin Wengong and Zhong Er once owed debts to the King of Chu. The king of Chu once asked Zhong Er how to repay him. Zhong Er replied with a smile, "Thanks to you. If I can really return to China to be in power, I would like to get along well with your country. If one day, Jin Chu goes to war, I will definitely order the troops to retreat first. If I can't get your forgiveness, I'll fight you again. "
Gratitude is a kind of reward, and we need to vote for plum blossom.
The reward is topic composition 5. Qilu Evening News once reported a news that there was a "filial piety" in Jinan No.1 Middle School. On this day, students should do their best, take the initiative to share housework and practice filial piety in life. I couldn't help clapping and applauding, and then I couldn't help thinking: What can I do for my parents?
After much deliberation, I decided to wash my father's feet!
First, the water temperature must be moderate. I'll pour some hot water into the footbath first and try it with my hands. Oh, it's too hot! What's more, pour some cold water and put your hand in. It's a little cold. One to two, I poured a pot of water to reach the optimal temperature. I carried the footbath with a sense of accomplishment and walked to the room step by step to put it on the landlord.
Then please welcome dad. Dad is standing on the balcony. After inviting him in and sitting down, he covered his father's eyes with a piece of cloth.
Dad is full of question marks: "What the hell?"
I smiled and said, "Wash your feet! Let you enjoy yourself! "
Dad's mouth immediately turned into a crescent moon, as if to say something, but he didn't say it. That smiling face with deep wrinkles makes me feel kind and distressed: Dad is really old.
I gently took off my father's shoes, dipped his feet in water and rubbed them gently like old bark. Those feet are too rough! I can't help but think of my father's busy figure: stepping on the colorful sunrise and accompanying the sunset in the west, my father sticks to the way people go to work and go home, directing traffic and maintaining order. For me and this family, my father worked hard. I rubbed the dirt on my feet repeatedly, but I couldn't help feeling sick. How much life pressure these feet bear! There is no word "dirty" in the dictionary of love. I squatted on the ground, lowered my head and kept washing my father's feet, trying to make him younger!
Ding dong, a drop of water fell into the water. What is this?
I looked up, it was my father's tears! For the first time since being sensible, I saw my strong and unyielding father in tears, crying like a child! Why are you crying, dad? You deserve it! However, my throat choked and I couldn't say anything. ...
At this moment, I understood an old saying: love is silent.
The reward is the topic composition 6. A boy from a poor family sells goods door to door in order to save his tuition.
That night, he ran all day, tired, thirsty and hungry, but he only had a dime left. He decided to beg for a meal at home.
However, when an angelic girl opened the door, he was a little at a loss. He was embarrassed to ask for food, so he only asked the girl to give him a drink of water.
Seeing his fatigue and hunger, the girl smiled and gave him a large glass of milk.
The boy drank the milk hungrily and said shyly, how much should I pay you? "
The girl still smiled and told him that you don't have to pay. Mother often teaches us: give love and ask for nothing in return.
Tears welled up in the boy's eyes. He said softly, "Then, please accept my heartfelt thanks."
In fact, the boy is going to drop out of school. Now, he seems to see God nodding and smiling at him. He felt strong all over, and a man's heroism revived.
A few years later, a girl in a small town was seriously ill. The local doctor had no choice but to send her to a big city for consultation and treatment by experts.
A famous doctor attended the consultation. When he saw the home address recorded in the medical record, he went straight to the ward at once. When he came to the hospital bed, he immediately recognized the patient as the angel who gave him a large glass of milk. When he returned to the office, he was determined to do his best to repay the girl who gave love without asking for anything in return.
After hard work, the operation was successful and the girl gradually recovered. The doctor asked the hospital to send the bill to his office. He paid all the expenses and signed his name with a smile.
The girl insisted on knowing how much medical expenses she should pay. But when the bill came to her, she didn't dare to read it, because she was sure that the cost would exhaust all her savings, maybe not enough. Finally, she got up the courage and opened the thick bill with trembling. The signature at the end locked her eyes and she couldn't help but read softly: medical expenses-a large glass of milk, Mr. Howard Kelly.
The reward is the topic composition 7. Mother is a word that children all over the world admire; Motherly love is like a quiet harbor, which nurtures our growth. Motherly love is pure; Motherly love is selfless! Motherly love is great! Motherly love only knows how to pay, and does not ask for anything in return! Motherly love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Motherly love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter.
Today is Mother's Day. The teacher told us that we must do something for our mother on Saturday and Sunday, and then write a composition. After listening to this, I began to worry: how to help my mother do one thing? Do what? So these two questions have been bothering me.
This afternoon, I suddenly saw my mother pick up a broom and prepare to sweep the floor. As soon as I saw it, I ran over and grabbed the broom from my mother and said, "Mom, today is Mother's Day. Let me help you sweep the floor! " Mother said earnestly, "I don't want you to do anything for me, as long as you behave well at ordinary times!" " "Then he took the broom from my hand. As soon as I saw it, I was anxious and grabbed the broom and said, "I will definitely help you today!" """No, just let mom do it!" Once again, my plan failed and I said, "Do you want me to do my homework?" "What does it matter?" Mom asked. "Big deal! Teacher Zhu asked us to help her mother do something and write a composition. If you don't let me do it, don't you just let me do my homework? " Mom had to compromise after listening.
So I began to sweep the floor. I just finished sweeping a room and don't feel tired; It's not too tiring to sweep two rooms. I can sweep everything. It's killing me! I finally understand the hard work of my mother every day. I really want to say to my mother, "Mom, you have worked hard!" " "But I don't know where to start.
People will always change, but maternal love will not.
Topic Composition Award 8 When you are tired, does anyone cheer for you? When you are hungry, does anyone give you food? When you are thirsty, does anyone bring you a cup of hot tea? This is giving. In our life, we should not only learn to give to others, but also learn to return and be grateful.
It was a cold afternoon, and I was walking alone in the street. Suddenly, I felt my trouser leg pulled. I looked down and saw a beggar who didn't look very old looking at me piteously. Maybe I am too kind. I touched my pocket, and there was a 5 yuan bill lying quietly, waiting for my hand. I slowly took it out of my pocket, handed it to the beggar and said to him, "Brother, that's all I have. Please take it to fill your stomach first. " Tears glistened in his eyes when he heard these words. Perhaps, even his relatives have never been so kind to him, let alone a boy he has never met. ...
About a week later, I went to a food exhibition. Just when I stopped at a booth, one of my brothers ran out. He looked at me carefully and suddenly said to me, "Are you the little boy who gave alms?" Don't you remember me? I am a beggar! "I was stunned by this sudden sentence. When I came to my senses, all the scenes from a week ago came to my mind like slides. He told me what happened later: he was very moved and didn't give up hope of living. So he went to look for a job. In the end, he became what he is now.
The most important qualities in the world are gratitude and reward, but who can do them well? At least, the beggar did it, and he changed his life for it. Why don't we do it?
Title Composition Award 9 A shocking, tiring and moving day has passed, which has taught me a lot and experienced a lot. The tutor taught us what experiential learning is. Only by personal experience can we truly understand the true meaning of things.
The "Four Life" project thinks that the people opposite you are the most important people in our lives, such as father, mother, brothers and sisters, people you missed, and so on. Many people, including myself, shed tears of excitement, and some even cried in a mess. Looking back, we really missed a lot of people and things. Have we lost some tolerance and understanding towards my friends and family? Do we sometimes lose our temper with the people closest to you and like you best? When we are busy with work and socializing every day, do you "often go home" and care about your favorite parents, relatives and elders? "The tree wants to be quiet and the wind will not stop, and the son wants to keep it." Watsons' first principle of giving priority to employment is to honor the elderly, so we are happy to join Watsons. Watsons Group attaches great importance not only to talents, but also to filial piety. If a person can't do this word well in dealing with the parents who gave birth to you and raised you, how can he obey the leadership, how can he execute it, how can he be grateful and how can he be rewarded? The premise of repaying Watson is to repay the parents who gave birth to you and raised you.
"Life dynamic circle" has brought me great shock. My own hands and many friends have been soaked. We were so tired halfway that one of our partners even fainted. Even though we felt uncomfortable in the process, we didn't let go. Everyone's persistence and the spirit of not giving up are the unity and team cohesion that we should have in our work. We are Watson people, never give up, stick to it.
Thank Watson for giving us this opportunity to expand, let us enjoy this experiential training and wake up the people we have missed and done wrong. We are still young, we still need to grow and work hard. I am willing to show my self-worth and complete the process of self-growth and transformation in this company that values filial piety and talents.
Among students, we often hear about who has a birthday and what kind of ostentation and extravagance, but seldom hear about how touching it is to celebrate parents' birthdays. It is understood that many middle school students don't know much about their parents, don't know when their parents' birthdays are, and rarely do anything for their parents and elders, which has aroused my deep thought.
From the moment we were born, our parents pinned all their love and hope on us. It took 12 months of hard work and 365 days of sweat a year, but they didn't say a bitter word, because parents have children in their hearts, and children are the continuation of their parents. The rings of the years slip by in a hurry, and we grow up day by day, but our parents are getting old. In us, they see the teenagers themselves and the continuation of their lives.
It is precisely because of this love for children that many parents regard their children as the apple of their eye, and let them live a comfortable life with clothes to reach out and food to eat, so that they can't understand the hardships of life. Children grow up in an environment full of love from parents and relatives. They only know how to accept love and their birthdays, but they don't know when their parents' birthdays will be. They only know that "everyone is for me" and don't want to "I am for everyone".
As the saying goes, a child without a mother is in charge early, and suffering is the biggest test of life. Li Gen is less than 65,438+02 years old, but she can take care of her sick deaf-mute father. She knows the truth that "a sheep kneels and a crow feeds back". Li Dongyang root also knows how to repay the kindness of parents, not to mention us middle school students.
"But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." When we were born, mother had already passed the test of life and death. In the days when we were growing up, the flying knives of the years mercilessly carved deep wrinkles on our parents' foreheads, and the hardships of life dyed our parents' temples red. How can I repay my parents' pains? Let's learn from Li Gen, light birthday candles for parents, make good wishes under the flickering candlelight, and let parents feel the deep love from their children. This is the return of love.
The reward is topic composition 1 1 When we get out of bed in a hurry in the morning, who has prepared a delicious breakfast for us? When we hurried out of the house with our schoolbags on our backs, who was silently sending us to school safely? Who will put a warm coat on us when we do our homework alone at night? When we fall behind, who is guiding us forward? The road ahead is rough, who is holding our hands? It's mom. What she has paid for us is like the sea, and what we return to her is not as good as a drop of water; She spent thousands of years, ten thousand years for us. But we're only with her for a minute.
That night, I had a quarrel with my mother and ran back to my room angrily. I slammed the door and sat at the table crying silently, but I made up my mind to take out my book and read it. It's late at night and it's cold. My mother came in quietly and I ignored her. She gently put on my coat, but I still ignored her. She went out quietly again, and I just looked back at her silently. I know she loves me and cares about me. Late at night, I fell asleep and my mother came in quietly. She covered me with a quilt and then stroked my face with her slender fingers. Suddenly I felt a warm current pouring into my body. I held back my tears to keep them from flowing downwards. My mother went out quietly, and I didn't dare to move, because I didn't want to destroy the quilt covered by my mother. I just let the tears run down my eyes, slide across my face, and then drop. Suddenly, the room was silent.
In every year, every day, every minute, I will learn to care for my mother, be grateful to my mother and repay my mother. Because mom is old, it's our turn to take care of her; Because my mother made it for me.
The reward is a topic composition 12. You will feel strange when you look at the topic. What is the relationship between giving and returning? Don't worry, listen to me slowly.
It was the eve of the mid-term exam in grade five, and the weather was sultry. I reviewed nervously, plunged into the world of Chinese, and wiped the sweat on my forehead while reviewing. Seeing that I was so nervous, my mother came to review with me. I didn't care at first, but I was happy, but my mother's mouth was open. As soon as the chatterbox was opened, I had to close it hard. You see, I was thinking about an application problem when my mother said, "Look! 12 has several multiples. Look at the problem carefully. Look, there are limits. It is said that it is within 48. Just list this multiple of 12 within 48. " I was writing, and my mother said, "Write well and calculate carefully." I did three questions, and my mother said it countless times. I'm getting a little impatient. Coupled with the sultry weather, I was a little unhappy and shouted, "mom, do you know that this exam is very important?" I need plenty of time to review. " Maybe my mother has windward ears. Maybe I spoke too loudly. My mother went on to say, "You have laid the basic knowledge well. What are you nervous about? Look at those tall buildings. Aren't they laying the foundation? Is it "Hanging Garden"? Think for yourself. Why are you nervous? Haven't you heard that there is a reward for paying? "
Then he walked away with a smile.
I thought about it for a long time and figured it out. My mother was right. The road of life is tortuous. As long as you pay, everything will be rewarded. No pains, no gains! Isn't it? I looked at the mountain of reference books and review materials on the left, thought for a while, and opened each book with confidence, because I firmly believed that what I paid would be rewarded. As long as I am full of resilience, the mountain on the left will be moved to the right by me!
Oh, my dear mother, I'm sorry!
The sultry night four days ago left me with lifelong inspiration and permanent memory!
Switch back to the topic composition 13 "Wow"-1,I was born, and your pale face was distorted by excessive pain and smiled faintly. Laugh so comfortably, so freely, as if the pain just disappeared!
I have been disobedient since I was a child, and I always cry and make a scene when I eat. The reason is that you don't cook my favorite dishes, you just coax me into putting them in my small bowl, and then you chase me and feed me. I didn't eat a bite, and I was very upset at night. One minute I clamored for snacks, the next I wanted to sleep, and the next I got out of bed and called you to tell me a story. A watery childhood, happy and carefree in your selfless love!
I am also an out-and-out poor student in primary school, a poor student who often makes you lose face in front of friends and colleagues. Reason: My grades are poor, but I still argue with you like a judge, but you are often the mediator in every war. At the beginning of primary school, the grades were so poor that the teacher said, "Oh dear! She is the one who often counts down! " Under such circumstances, I got used to it, and then I thought I was born a bad student with poor grades. But you persevere and insist on tutoring me every night. Hard work makes your face haggard, but I want you to work harder. Finally, my grades show a smile on your dry and tired face. She smiles so brightly on your face. ...
Now I am a junior two student, and I am no longer the little man who broke your heart. I have my own dreams, my own feelings, my own ideas ... and it is these that make me understand that everything you gave me in the morning will never end!
You gave me life; You watered me with your youth; You let me know about selfless love.
How can I repay you? -After Cang Sang's mother!
Returning to the topic composition 14 "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for the wayward boy's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. No one should be too careless, to get three rays of spring! " This poem was written by Meng Jiao, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. Anyone who has read the poem Ode to a Wanderer knows that a mother loves her children deeply, just like the grass on the roadside can't grow without the warmth of the sun, and it can't repay this nurturing feeling in any way.
Mother's Day is a mother's day. As a daughter, I am a fourth-grade primary school student. I don't have the independent financial ability to invite my mother to a movie or send her clothes to celebrate the festival, but I think I can start from the little things around me and repay my mother's hard work.
It's no use just talking and not doing. As soon as I finished eating, I said to my mother, "usually your mother washes the dishes." Mother's Day is coming, and I don't know what to do for you. I washed this bowl today. " My mother seemed a little flattered when my words came out. I soon understood my mother's thoughts: Now is the female age in Jiao Jiao, and every child does everything for his parents. It's like reaching for clothes, full of food, like a royal aristocrat. It's good to be able to work by yourself, but it's not good to break the bowl and hurt your hand. I said to my mother, "Don't worry, I can do it." Say, pile up the bowls and take them to the kitchen. Faced with these greasy bowls, I really don't know how to start. Yes! My eyes suddenly lit up: my mother usually squeezes some detergent when washing dishes, then wipes it with a dish cloth, and finally washes three sides with water. I just ...
I finally finished washing the dishes. Because I haven't done any work at ordinary times, I feel sore and tired all over, but isn't it hard to think that my mother has to wash dishes every day? I feel guilty rather than tired. Yes! "Who also inch grass heart, reported three Chunhui!" I really understand today.
In this society, most students are only children. From an early age, he was held in the palm of his parents' hands, regarded as the apple of his eye, and lived an "emperor" life with clothes to reach out and food to open his mouth. Parents work hard, go to work during the day and cooperate with their children's boring games at night. Maybe you don't know, that's how they live. Slowly, when you get to primary school, the teacher tells you to respect the old and love the young, and then shows you the video of your mother giving birth. You will be surprised at the courage of your mother when she gave birth to you. When I got home, I quickly tried to pinch my mother's shoulders and beat my legs. At this time, you will learn to be grateful.
When I grow up and work, my family is often busy. Occasionally go home for reunion, and just get together in a hurry. The old man won't complain, he will only prepare the party carefully and then tell you to work hard. In order not to worry your family, she said: Don't worry, everything is fine at home, and I often go down to bask in the sun and take a walk. In fact, her years of bronchitis have turned around and she often suffers from insomnia at night. When you know all this, you will quit your job far from home and find a low-paying but easy job nearby. Occasionally, old people want to ask, so they keep it from them. They just said: the company has no business recently, and the salary has dropped a little, but you don't have to leave early in the morning. There is a special car! Because old people don't want their children to quit high-paying jobs for themselves. After changing my job, I have more time to spend with my parents at home. Let's chat together when we have nothing to do at ordinary times, so that the elderly can spend their old age safely. That's when you learn to repay kindness.
I remember that the present teacher told us that the present education is the opposite. When you were young, the teacher made you love your motherland and society. When you grow up, you will know how to love your parents. If you don't know how to love your parents until you grow up, it is really too late.
Gratitude returns love. We need heartfelt actions, such as handing a cup of warm tea when our parents are tired, sending a greeting card when their parents are birthday, giving comfort when their parents are lost, and saying hello from the last sentence when they come home from work ... A simple move can express our inner gratitude to others!
Learn to be grateful and return love!