what is love ? It is a sincerity waiting for a thousand years, a broad contract of life and death, and an agreement with the child.
It's raining, eyelashes tremble in the rain, open your arms and embrace the rain and dew of life. Bathe in the soft light after the rain and feel the spring of life. The ripples in the water tell me that love is like a rainbow after a storm.
I can see the rainbow in the distant sky. Light the boy's flame, the sky, too far away. After the rain, water droplets boiled in the distant sky. Umbrella, has been unable to stop the chill. Love is freezing.
The twinkling cold stars in the sky winked at me. The wind blew slowly through the doors and windows, and the bright full moon formed a perfect picture in the sky. The wind gently tells me that love is quiet.
The sun in the east rises and shines on everything in the world, and the fiery red sun burns with fiery love. He said that love is unrestrained!
what is love ? Such as the sadness and helplessness of Lu You and Tang Wan's A Bitter Phoenix? Is it true love in Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet? Are Cowherd and Weaver Girl looking at each other from a long distance?
We can go further and see the strange scenery.
Because there was a moment, I felt deep affection and love, and I could spend my whole life sending you away.
Because at dawn, our dreams will wake up and we will find ourselves still free and lonely.
Because we can't blame each other anymore.
Because we can't fly across the ocean.
In fact, life is always unique, just a realistic principle that one will abide by. When the dust settles, people are always looking for eternal soul and love in stubbornness.
Yes, scenes of true love portrayal;
Read, a true love poem;
Yes, the master's real tears and laughter ...
Life is always rich in the ordinary. It was also in enrichment that I gained a real distance from the world. In fact, life is like a book, which has a profound meaning. Looking through the dusty title page, there will always be a touching love story inadvertently. Don't be surprised by honor or disgrace, just look at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, and have no intention to stay or stay, rubbing with the clouds outside. When everything is in the past, I still believe that the sweetness is there.
Love is happiness. Love is great. Love is selfish. Love is painful. ...
Since ancient times, people have been called a combination of contradictions. Many times, many things are difficult to explain. As Einstein said, when you explain it, the result is the mystery of another problem. Perhaps, I am not qualified to explain. However, I don't want to explain anything.
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I think, maybe in a few years, I will understand its truth. Maybe after a thousand years, I still don't understand the mystery.
Cold rain, rainbow in the distance, twinkling stars, blazing sun ... maybe hundreds of millions of years later, everything is just the appearance of survival. My body has rotted in the soil. What foreign country is the soul floating in? Who remembers the interpretation and oath of youth?
However, I already know that love is around me and happiness is around me.
The echo didn't stop-
"Love, what is it ..." (Every tree is green)
2. The composition on what is love will give you several beginnings: 1. Love is like sunshine, which can only be understood but not expressed. We may turn a blind eye when it spreads all over the world. When I really left, I was so eager.
It rained nonstop, and the sun was not seen for a week.
Strange to say, on a sunny day, even if the sun shines on every corner of the earth, I don't seem to feel its existence. Sometimes I feel it and deliberately avoid it for fear of being tanned by it. However, days without sunshine are so eager to see sunshine.
2. When the sunlight is decomposed through the prism, it can be seen that the sunlight consists of seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple.
Decomposing love, we can find that love consists of respect, enthusiasm, patience, understanding, tolerance, optimism, self-confidence, responsibility, dedication, thoughtfulness, sincerity, trustworthiness, selflessness, listening, praise, appreciation, affirmation, relaxation, smiling, sweet talk, kindness in humor, consideration for others everywhere, high standards, low requirements and no expectation of return.
The sun shines on everything. This is not a flashlight. It will not focus light and heat only on a certain object, nor will it focus narrowly on a certain object.
Love is a state, and it is difficult for people who enter this state to focus on love only for one person.
Fromm said, "If I can really love one person, then I will love all people, life, the world and myself more." .
Qiu Jin also said, "Who among all sentient beings does not love life? Love life and then love the group. "
End: Sunlight reflects the existence of the sun and is the proof of its existence; Love embodies the existence of life and is the proof of the existence of life.
Most people pursue being loved, but they don't know that being loved is just an instinctive need. Love is a kind of ability and skill. If there is no love, where does love come from? Just like eating is an instinctive need, if no one cooks, where will the food come from?
Love is always more important than being loved. Only those who have the ability to love can get real and more love. People who only pay attention to how they treat others and seldom pay attention to how others treat themselves are of course superior in character.
Everything grows by the sun, and only when the sun shines can everything thrive.
People's survival is inseparable from love, and only with the infiltration of love can there be physical and mental health.
Sunshine brings light to the eyes, and love brings light to the soul. They are all messengers of light. Where there is sunshine, there is light, and where there is love, there is light.
Love is like sunshine. May everyone have sunny love!
3. Write a narrative on the topic of love. Students, the world we live in is a spring breeze, because love warms everyone's heart; Love is the torch that illuminates everyone's journey; Love is a harbor that comforts everyone who comes back from a long voyage. In life, we all try to care about others. Like me, from birth to now, we are always bathed in the care of relatives and friends. I can't forget what my mother told me when I went to school in the morning, and what my father said when he came to take me home after studying in winter night. I can't forget what the teacher whispered in class. I am worried about these concerns. Only those who care about others know that caring is a sacred act and a noble dedication. That winter, because my grandfather died, my family was a lot quieter. My mother asked my father to pick me up for evening self-study. I will never forget that day. Brother and father were walking under the street lamp. Dad suddenly said, "Thank you, your grandfather has left. Now he hopes you and brother can study hard." My father choked. Can you understand the teacher's lecture? I cried that day, tears dripping on my face and in my heart. Students, when dad came home with a dusty face, he handed him a towel and said, "Dad, you are tired!" " Gentle greetings give dad a warm feeling; When mom was busy visiting, you went in and took the rag from that rough hand and said, "mom, I'll let you go in and have a rest!" " "Let people who care about you enjoy your care, even a little bit, which is also a kind of happiness. I know there are no absolute things in the world. Take care of everyone, whether they are relatives, friends, strangers or acquaintances. As long as you care about them, you will get more love from their lives.
what is love ? The love of parents is the greatest love between heaven and earth. Since we were born in this world, our parents have always loved us.
Parental love is a natural love for children. Like rain from the sky, but it can't be resisted.
The greatest, oldest, most primitive, greatest and most wonderful power that can sustain life is the love of our parents. The ancients said, "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? "
Motherly love is like the bright sunshine in spring, which brings me warmth and light; Mother's love is like a steady and calm umbrella in the strong wind, sheltering me from the wind and rain; Motherly love always helps me when I am in trouble and gives me motivation. That kind of continuous love like silk has become my strong backing, which makes me feel empty all the time.
And fatherly love is profound and informal. Father's love always gives me correct guidance when I make mistakes; When I encounter problems, my father's love always gives me the right guidance ... If my mother's love is as deep as water, then my father's love is as heavy as a mountain.
Speaking of my parents, my heart is full of infinite gratitude. My parents have paid a lot for my growth. How can I repay this kindness? My parents taught me how to do things and be a man since I was a child.
They told me stories about the 25,000-mile Long March, Zhou Enlai and Lei Feng, and the bunker bombing in Dong Cunrui ... They told me that we should be cautious, be sincere to others, not lie, learn to be tolerant, respect the old and love the young, repay the kindness and get something for nothing ... What is all this for? I used to naively think that it was natural for parents to take care of their children. Looking back now, what a great spirit this is. Sometimes, I always wonder what kind of power drives them. I don't understand, but it may be a kind of responsibility, a kind of love for children, selflessness or love, but there is no doubt that they are really good to us and take care of us carefully.
Take every day as an example! Every morning, my mother cooks breakfast for me, every noon, she cooks lunch for me, and in the evening, she cooks dinner for me, but every time she eats, she is still working. When I was studying at night, my father came to tutor me again and taught me to do every problem carefully and not carelessly. My parents educate me every day for me.
Such a day constitutes a happy us. Every day like this is ordinary and extraordinary. Every day is a small thing, but it is a big thing. In the face of parents' kindness, I should turn gratitude into filial piety. Let us all take care of our parents.
5. Write a composition on the topic of "love". Every moment, different love stories are happening in every corner of the world. Listen! There is a love story on. "Hello, classmate!" "Hello, teacher!" Don't be surprised when you hear greetings from "little teacher" and "old student". This is my grandparents in class! You have to ask which teacher can make elderly grandparents so obedient. Let me tell you something! That's me-their baby granddaughter Feifei. In the first grade of primary school, my grandparents retired one after another. Retirement was supposed to be a good thing, but the busy old couple suddenly had nothing to do. Gradually, the smiles on grandparents' faces become less, and sometimes they fight because of a little thing. Unexpectedly, after a while, they stopped quarreling. Why? Because they all found their own "interests", grandma was called by my old sisters to play cards every day, and she was often tired and backache. My parents and I are in a hurry. One day after dinner, it suddenly occurred to me why I should not be my grandparents' little teacher and keep them away from those "interests". I told my parents what I thought and they supported me with both hands. My grandparents were very uncooperative at first. Because they are unwilling to give up those "interests". I really need to think of a good way to get them to sit down and listen. So, I used the "killer"-coquetry. Sure enough, I soon got it all done. I first put a piece of white paper on the wall as a blackboard, found a stick as a pointer, and then gave an order: "class!" " They quickly straightened up and sat side by side by the bed, really a bit like primary school students! I am secretly happy, learning from the teacher's appearance and teaching seriously. I'm afraid they won't listen. I ask questions at any time. If I get the right answer, I will praise them in time, "Great, listen carefully!" " ; When I make a mistake, I patiently explain to them. Sometimes, they do little tricks to tease me on purpose. At this time, I will rely on them to coquetry, which often leads everyone to laugh. More than three years have passed, and grandparents' courses have also added computer operation, safety knowledge and health education. Start with Chinese and math. My grandparents' interest in learning is getting higher and higher, and naturally they have got rid of their original bad habits. The body is also tougher than before, and there are more smiles; Our hearts are closer and my family is full of laughter.
Please write a 600-word composition on what love is. Love is spring breeze.
Motherly love is great and warm, just like spring breeze. When I was a child, whether it was roast chicken or roast duck, I always grabbed my legs. Sometimes I think it would be great if a chicken had five legs! When there are guests at home, mother puts the chicken legs in another bowl. Chicken legs have almost become my patent. When I grow up, I gradually understand. Sometimes, I will give my mother the drumstick, but my mother always tries her best to refuse me.
Another time, I wanted to learn to ride a bike, so I asked my mother to help me. My mother said to me, "It's too hot. How about we study tomorrow? " I looked at the scorching sun and agreed. The next day, I asked my mother to accompany me to learn cycling, and my mother's answer was the same as yesterday. I was very angry and ran upstairs angrily. I secretly saw my mother pushing her bike from the window and shouting, "Come on, let's learn to drive." I rushed downstairs as fast as I could. After my mother helped me back and forth several times, my mother seems to have a headache again. She didn't tell me. She didn't let go until I could master the balance. After I rode for a while, my mother said to me, "Not bad, I can ride." At this time, I feel both happy and nervous. When it was time to turn the corner, I fell down in a hurry. I got up and scolded my mother. My words, like bullets, penetrated my mother's heart and hurt her heart at the same time.
After this incident, I ignored my mother for a day. When it was time to eat, my mother gave me good food as if nothing had happened. I was moved, looked at the two dark circles on my mother's eyes and said to my mother, "I'm sorry." My mother said to me, "Nothing, good girl!" "At this time, I found the tears in my mother's eyes spinning. This is my mother's love for me! This love is like a warm spring breeze, which has been drilling into my heart.
Since childhood, how much love my mother gave us, they never care, as long as we thank them, we can meet their requirements. Give your mother a little more love, and your mother will be happy, and you will feel happy at the same time!
7. Love is in my mother's composition, and the topic is "Where is love?"
The thread in the hand of a kind mother makes clothes for her wayward children. She sewed carefully and mended it thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his coming home. "This song" Ode to a Wanderer "shows the selflessness and greatness of maternal love. Yes, the love my parents gave me was like the sunshine in March, which warmed my heart. Every time I think of their love, my heart will be full of warmth.
My father has been working in other places for a long time because of his work, so the heavy responsibility of taking care of me falls on my mother's shoulders. With the help of my grandparents, she still works a little harder than other mothers.
My mother asked me to study very strictly, but I felt very tired and didn't even have time to play, so I was lazy and opposed my mother to let me study so much and not give me time to play.
Once, I failed in the exam, and my mother severely criticized me and said, "You don't study hard all day, and you will suffer if you fail in the exam this time!" " ! Concentrate on your studies! "I listened to more angry, and then ignore my mother. I hate my mother. My mother and I had a cold war for a week.
Until one day, I was still eating and doing my homework, but it was almost nine o'clock and my mother had not come home. I ran to the balcony and opened the curtains. A cold wind made me tremble. Looking at the rain outside, there is no one on the road. At this moment, the phone at home rang, and it was my mother. My grandmother got a call saying that my mother would be late for work today. It turns out that my mother is still working overtime in such a cold day. I regret the thought that my mother is still busy with work, helping me with my studies, and sometimes talking back to my mother. Grandma told me to go to bed, but I tossed and turned in bed, and it was difficult to sleep. Then I heard my mother's footsteps. I ran barefoot from the bed, threw myself into my mother's arms and said, "mom, I'm sorry!" " "
Now I deeply understand that strictness is also a kind of love. "But how many inches of grass can love give the sun's rays? "My parents love us just as grass can't return the sunshine. I can only repay my parents' love with excellent grades.
8. Write a composition on the topic of maternal love, and be creative. Motherly love should be given a book, go to school, and put on a uniform; Moved and inspired, you got maternal love and loved it. Caring for the people your husband and mother love, with noble personality and deep feelings. If your husband's spring morning also melts the cold snow, it is still ice; The early warbler lingers and the new swallow returns; White catkins contend, green silk contend; Spring sleep unconsciously, falling flowers are still there; At that time, my mother was preparing for cooking in the morning, wearing a thin coat; Gently turn the door handle to wake me up; Enjoy breakfast and leave; The smile is full of joy and endless expectation. In the summer afternoon, the rain hits the forest and bananas, and the wind blows the waves and wheat; Lotus leaf side, lotus tip just now; Cicadas turn to pity, crickets sing lovely; The flame disk is high above and exposed to the scorching sun; At that time, my mother was exposed to the sun, and the heat was unbearable; Remove the bowl and taste the soup; Sweating, covered with a towel; When I left, he asked me to be concise. In the autumn evening, the clouds are lingering and the sunset glow is graceful. A person in court, alone in front of the house; Leap over the scale and over the goose; Innocent vilen, look straight; At that time, the mother shore fell maple and came by bike; Looking for me, the vast sea of people; Returning home after bathing in the moon, the Buddha will be lazy; It is not only bad for the house, but also bad for the fire. On winter nights, the ice is heavy and the snow is heavy; Vigorous pine, cool Cooper; It is not surprising that creatures hibernate and die; The snow is endless and the windowsill is white; When I was a child, my mother studied hard, but I couldn't catch it. I forgot it, hell pays; Or work alone, sitting at a desk; At midnight, the figure was still there. When I was a child, I was ignorant, immature, naughty and rogue. Spring breeze turned into rain, kind and kind. Or I am wearing rags, knitting and loving my mother. Or cynicism, scolding, strict with teachers; Poor duty, silent black and white; The day is hard, the night is bitter, and the ravines are dense; Do your best, no accidents; It is not dangerous to leave virtue after death; Alas, more friends than mothers? Andrew thanked his mother for her kindness. The loving mother in the world was very happy. When did you realize this long-cherished wish? Why should you cherish our son's illness? .