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Love, in fact, is very simple, can really understand that people around you can only be happy with their love or care for everything...---Inscription

I remember that it was a summer afternoon. I had a fever of 39 degrees. My mother took me to a nearby hospital for a few drops, but it didn’t work for a few days. My mother took me to the Yueqing People's Hospital. The doctor there made me feel a little scared, but I still stayed and drip. When I put it into my hand, I began to regret it. I always feared the needle. I am still so scared this time. I was uncomfortable from the moment the needle was stuck in my hand, was it because of the injection?

After the first day, I went home after the drip, my mother bought the fish and stewed it for me to eat. My eyes were red... I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night and went back to bed. I planned to go back to sleep but I sent it from all parts of my body. After a while, my mother touched my head and found that my head was hot and hot. My mother worried that she would use a towel to get wet and put it on my forehead. It was a night, I don’t know. How do you fall asleep, but I know that my mother must have worked hard for me all night, thinking of it, my eyes are not red and red...

Another time was last year's Ching Ming Festival, I went to the grave, but I accidentally fell from the 50 cm long tomb, the pain of my body made my tears fall silently, my brother and grandma quickly picked me up. But what is the use? The worrying thing is still coming. My hand was pulled to the fracture hospital because of excessive pain. Upon examination by the doctor, I found that my left hand had a bone protruding. When I was discharged from the hospital, my hand was covered with plaster.

Fifteen months after I was discharged from the hospital, my scores have retreated a lot during the past five months. I have been playing a very strong person for five months. I played in the East and played in the West because I I knew that I was crying so badly on the Ching Ming Festival, and my eyes were red and swollen. At that time, I was fortunate that I was not empty every day, so I finally felt the taste of being wrapped in plaster! In those few months, my surroundings were full of deep love, the love of grandmother chicken soup, the love of my brother, the love of my classmates, the love of my classmates, the love of my friends, the love of my parents, and...

Love is actually by my side...

First day: Ling Bao

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