People often say: "the father loves the mountain, tall composed a mother's love like water, soft water. Yeah! Father love is like a backer, rely on to us, a mother's love is like a slowly flowing water, clear when we get sick, she will be careful to take care of me. In my life, has impressed me a mother's love like water.
On the morning of a cool wind chills, I lazily lie prone on the bed, there is a feeling of floating. Mom came over and said to me: "why don't you get up, is already very late, if you are late again, till noon!" I sleepily got up and said to his mother: "I feel a little dizzy." After taking my temperature, is about to face a thrilling moment: an injection. I cried out to the eyes like mother, and said to her: I don't want an injection. I'll be okay take some medicine, my resistance is good! "Evil eyes looked at me, the mother said to me:" no, you must be an injection. "Listen to the mother firmly I had to accept.
Such as after the shot, it seems not very painful, I glanced at his mother, quietly asleep, open your eyes, or a mother, I was moved. In this way, I know the maternal love great and selfless.
在一个凉风凛凛的早上，我懒洋洋地趴在床上，隐隐约约有一种晕晕乎乎的感觉。妈妈走过来对我说：”你怎么还不起床，都已经很晚了，你如果再晚一点的话，都到中午了!“我迷迷糊糊地起了床，对妈妈说：”我感觉有点头晕。“量了体温过后，就要面临惊险一刻了：打针。我哀求般的眼睛看着母亲，对她说：我不要打针!我吃点药就没事了 ，我抵抗力可好了!”母亲邪恶般的眼睛望着我，对我说：“不行，你必须打针。”听着母亲坚定的话语 我只好接受了。
One day， an idea came across my mind that I wanted to cook for my father， as I had done nothing for him before， I wanted to surprise him。 So I asked my mother to teach me cook， this was the first time for me to cook， my mother was so patient。 When my father came home， I asked him to taste the food， he was so moved and said these were his favorite food。
I have a very lovely little brother, named Rui Rui, who is four years old. He has a big head, big eyes flash, very cute.
The younger brother not only has a tiger head and a tiger brain, but also can eat. He ate, endlessly, at a tremendous speed.
Today, we went to eat hamburgers in a blink of an eye. A hamburger disappeared, and my mother asked, "eh? Where's hamburger? "He patted his stomach and said," it's in my stomach. ". We all laughed.
I love my brother.
On Saturday morning, I came to the golden pen composition class happily. I heard that I would play a game called "hug of love".
The game started. We formed a big circle. The teacher said that when we were together, the happiest thing in my heart was that I was not eliminated and I was very happy.
In the end, I was eliminated, but don't lose heart and there is still a chance. The game is over, I know a little trick: when doing this game, you need to react quickly to win.