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有关爱的英语美文欣赏
美文是现代语言艺术文学体裁的一种典范，并具有比较高的审美价值，在长期网络流传过程中，它浇灌了各个时代的文学园地，也灌溉了历代文人，仍使人们受益。下面是小编收集整理的有关爱的英语美文欣赏，希望对您有所帮助！
Article one: mother's love
In an instant, I was ten years old, became one of the fourth grade primary school students, close your eyes, the memory of ten years to sink into a picture flashed in front of me, a lot of fragments have been blurred, but there are also many memorable to me, let me lead a person to endless aftertastes drip, feel sweet and happy and grow happy.
It was a hot summer evening. I felt dizzy and dizzy. I was lazy and soft. I lay on the sofa and called my mother, mother touched my forehead, and said, "ah, hot, fever!" Go to the hospital. " Without demur, I drove back the speeding hospital. Along the way, my mother worried, kept asking "uncomfortable, how do you feel?" In order not to let my mother worry, I say I'm good every time. On the way to the hospital very far, and finally to the hospital, the mother tired her out, busy perspiration comes down like raindrops, payment, medicine, the mother almost exhausted, at this moment, how I want to become a towel to wipe the sweat mother ah!
The tie Diaozhen, mom clenched lips, squeeze the fist, like fluids into the mother's skin. Tie hook, my mother fed to drink water, gently hold me in your arms, a good heart, I lay limply in the mother's arms, enjoying the love sweet sleep. I didn't know how long it was. When I woke up, I saw my mother asleep on the chair. There were several white hairs scattered on my mother's long black hair, and suddenly my nose was sour. Mom is old. In those ten years, my mother gave me all her love. Her mother's tender hand has become rough, and her mental face has also become tired. I want to jump into my mother's arms and say "I love you", but I'm afraid to wake my mother and look at my mother's shadow, and I shed my sour tears.
This is the sweet, happy, selfless mother's love I have experienced in my growing up. This is not to buy with money, mother, daughter, must listen to your words, no longer provoking you, and love you well!
Article two: Silent Love
My father's body has been bad, and I have lived in my grandmother's house since I was a child. At the age of 7, because of my mother's work, I returned home - a completely strange home. His father's bad temper, his mother everywhere, but he did not see the smile on his face, as if he became the home of the yuan is always true.
He made every night before six pm to dinner. Once, mother was cooking and dinner is late father sitting on the chair not to utter a single word. The fat of the body, like a rusty pot, as long as the heated to boiling. I don't dare to get close, and I'm afraid it's going to happen. The mouth of the gate seems to be flooded as if it was opened as soon as it was opened.
So every day I follow the rules and do not dare to have a foul. One day, when the car work, it was half past six when I returned home, I hesitated, always not the door, hovering in the doorway. The father opened the door and looked at the sick body and found me at the door. I turned to want to escape, and before I could get it, I felt a loose shoulder and the bag had been taken off, but would he call me? I dared not think about it, but my father just clapped my head and took me to the door. "Is it hungry?" When I saw my nod, I could not hold the dishes in my bowl.
The study time increased, more and more holes I came home late, the rule also gradually become only, but his father still sitting on the chair, rocking his kettle like body, such as holding my mother and I come back for dinner.
Day in and day out, year after year, finally one day the fauteuil figure disappeared...... My mother would just before dinner. Six points, and then I go home.
Whenever the night fell, I seemed to hear his roar again in my ear, and the poker came to a grumpy, stubborn father smiling. I know, there is a word that he is deeply buried in the bottom of his heart, never to speak out of his gate - like mouth: "child, I love you!"
Article three: love is overflowing
The bird with a blue sky love to fly freely; fish with green love, can carefree swim grass; because there is a love of sunshine, to open his own wings...... I am able to grow happily, because I live in the arms of love, and set sail for tomorrow under the bath of love, because love has been overflowing with heart, because love is full of atrium.
Family love
Every morning wakes up happily, with her mother's nagging song, eating breakfast with strong love. I bathed in the sun of a new day, and "be careful on the road of music, facing the fresh wind, walk on the way to school; in the evening, at dusk on the road, far see the tall figure, the heart already feel the warmth filled atrium; before going to bed, there is always a sound sleep quickly, quilt cover" command ""...... Feel good warm, good warm, good happiness... I live in the embrace of love.
The teacher's love
It was only a small cold at night, but it had a fever in the early morning. As soon as we arrive at the classroom, we will catch the eye of our teacher in charge: "pay more attention to your body, do not catch a cold again", "why do you want to be so careless?" There are reprimand, thoughts, teachings, and encouragement, but I know that this is the gardeners pruning the small trees, which will grow into big trees for the small seedlings in the future. Living in the hard work, living in the severe eyes, living in the care of all the time, I am good warm!
The love of a friend
"Cold weather, careful cold" "this is the new solution of the problem" a small piece of paper, placed in front of me. This is friendship, music can be fun, laugh when there is a echo, crying when there is a shoulder to rely on, good warmth, good happiness.
Every moment, every minute, living in the "house of love" + "" love "and" love "= infinite happiness, my good self judt. In order to live up to this little bit, I will try more hard to make the overflow of love become the motive force, with the success to return the full of love!
Love, full of heart; love, infinite beauty, I live in the embrace of love.
Article four: the power of love
Mother love is selfless; mother love is great; mother love is everyone's own. Do you remember a song:
"The only mother in the world is good,"
A damn child is like a treasure.
Throwing into my mother's arms,
Happiness can't be enjoyed. "
I remember when I was young, as soon as I sang this song "the only good mother in the world", I would see my mother's face filled with a long, unable to stop smiling. Mom always says, "look! My little Sicido is able to do it? How do you know about it? It's really grown up. "
When I was 8 years old, my illness came to me again - naive, romantic, lovely, and gastritis again.
I have a fever and vomit all day, and my stomach is still painful, but my mother is busy taking me to the hospital to check. There were several hospitals in a row, and the results were different. Mother could be badly broken, and the big tears of the soya bean flowed like rain.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, I went to sleep. In the dream: I play games with my mom and dad and sing with my classmates. How wonderful the life was at that time!
It was about one o'clock in the morning, and I woke up. The living room is still bright. I leaped down from the bed and walked to the door quietly. I saw my mother holding my picture in my hand and lying on the sofa, staring at the bright moon in the sky. I have a sour nose and climb to bed.
At 6 o'clock on the second morning, I was in bed and saw the light in the living room, but my mother had been dreaming of my picture.
Look carefully, mother's eyes are black, and "embellish" a circle of red. After I covered my mother with a quilt, I went back to my room and lay on the bed. I could not help humming "the only mother in the world".
As the saying goes, dripping grace, yongquan. But my mother gave me the love of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. How should I return it?
Article five: the call of love
I remember that it was a touching scene that I saw in a very long time.
The car is on the line, people are recalling...
That ordinary bus has passengers, men, women, old and young people, and my eyes are beating away with the passing of the scenery outside the window, and the heart has already gone back to the past with the wind.
Several young people in the carriage is too clear, their cigarettes are very arrogant, the air was filled with a thick layer of purple smoke, immediately suppressed people's throat, then some cough sound, joyful mood suddenly extinguished by them.
A long time, the car just got another passenger - lady looks more than 70 years old, grey-haired, hand veins by violence, wearing extremely simple, showing a disheveled appearance. My eyes are still just staring at the window, the heart is still empty, in the minds of the lady did not have any idea -- even a little bit of sympathy, a little compassion means.
The problem is that every seat to others filled, in addition to the ground, almost no room for a big ass she sat. She was embarrassed, I knew - because she wrinkled her eyebrows that had not been colored.
When all this was about to fall into a permanent deadlock, she finally broke the silence - a girl of my age. She said nothing, polite to the drivers to a newspaper, a mat on the floor, then please lady sit on the seat, and he was sitting on the ground.
I looked at the girl - expression did not change, or that leisurely look, look at the lady, I can understand that those sunken eyes with a trace of gratitude......
All of this stunned me completely. I and she are the same girls in youth, and she does it, I can't do it! I always think that kindness will not be so ordinary, but the fact tells me that love is the most ordinary, simple and noble! This time I have seen the education, if everyone has the girl's heart of gold, the world will no longer have darkness...
Let us call on love: "let the world be full of love!"
Article six: love lies
My mother is more than 30 years old this year, the height and the appearance of the general, but very generous, never to compare with others. Of course, people are not perfect, and her greatest "weakness" is love to lie.
I believe many people have heard their parents say, "never tell lies, or they will be eaten by the wolf..." I have heard these words, and I wonder, mother "lies", and the number of times, but not to be eaten by the big wolf?
My mother is very concerned about my study. I remember when I was in primary school, my mother sent me to school, and I went to school, every day. I remember one winter morning, in the north wind, we walked to school together. The brisk north wind blows up, and "blows." Just these days my mother was unwell, but he still insisted on going to school with me. My mother could not move, and I said, "Mom, go back!" I'll go to school by myself. " "No, mother said firmly, let yourself go to school will be stolen! What's more, I'm still walking, and I can take more ways to exercise. " Is it so cold, for a person so poor, to stay up? Mother is "lying" again.
My mother not only cares about my study, but also cares about my body. Whatever I love and those nourishing, no matter how expensive it is, she will always buy it for me. But what makes me strange is that whatever I love, she "doesn't love to eat". One day, my mother made my favorite curry pork chop, I suddenly became a little, two or three had a pork chop "sweep" a half, to eat the last piece, I found my mother was looking at me, his face looked very pleased. In fact, I know Mom is "lying" again. It's not mother "don't like to eat", but give me all I love. At this time, I finally realized that the reason that the mother lied and not be eaten by the big wolf was, this is the lie of love!
Article seven: deep love
Remember that day, the English teacher called me: "the river", a recent English contest, I think twice, think your English is good, decided to let you play. There is only one quota in the school. It will be at 2:00 tomorrow afternoon. " Ah! I'm so happy! I still know my English is good for the first time. I was happy to take out my cell phone and dial my mother's phone number: "Hello, is it Mommy?" The English teacher chose me to compete. There is only one quota in the school! What about? Let me sign up! " I thought my mother would be happy to praise me as usual, and actively support me, but I didn't expect mom to say this: "if you like, you can go, mom is at work, good-bye." I couldn't think of mother tone should be so cold, my happiness had suddenly vanished smoke clouds.
I thought that after returning home, my mother would ask this question enthusiastically, but I didn't think until my mother was still talking about it. I can no longer hold, asked: "Mom, I'll have to participate in the competition, you forget?" "Oh, I forgot," she continued to eat after she said. I didn't understand it, so I rushed into the bedroom and burst into bed and cried.
In the evening, I asked my mother tentatively, "tomorrow, will you help me to make up for it?" If you have any good tutoring, you can see the book by yourself. Mother's voice is not big enough, but it's enough to cool my heart.
The exam time came, as usual, I let my mother send me, I did not think of her mother said: "you go!" I BeO my mouth and go on a bus alone. When I was breathless, I found that all the children came from me, and the next uncle saw me, "do you come?" "Well," "it's nice." I looked at me with an exclamatory look. But I don't feel proud.
When I started the competition, I opened my pencil box, and a note came into my eyes. "Children, don't be angry with me, and I'm indifferent to you. You will one day blend into life. Mom just wants to exercise you, take a good exam, mom."
My eyes moist, mother, your love is not reflected in the surface, but so deep, that I do not understand your stupid, now, I finally realized that you are good, a daughter will not live up to your pains. I will work hard, mom, I love you!
Article eight: good ordinary love
At night, I eat rice, for the two essay, proofing, such a write, has been 9:20. I hastened to take out my book and copy it. Half a copy, the cold wind invaded my bedroom. In a few moments, the curtains jitters. I really don't want to waste a little time to do other things, because I have been terribly fatigued.
Just as I wrote with all my strength, the door opened and came into Grandma. I saw grandma smiling, holding clothes in her left hand, and hot milk on her right hand. She put her clothes on my body and said, "put on your clothes and heat the hands with the milk. Or there's a cold again, hurry up! " Listening to the tone of her command, I said to my chagrin, "well, I know!" "Remember the milk drink later, after going to bed early, do not dawdle." "well, how do you so tired?" I interrupted grandma's words and said more indignantly.
In my "dedicated" Yu Guangzhong, I saw grandma's disappointment, and saw the granny's deep heart. I was aware of his loss, hurriedly grabbed her clothes feet, apologetically to his grandmother said: "grandma, I'm sorry, I'm so excited." As I picked up the cup to drink, she had already put the bread on the table. Amiable, "hungry, fill the hunger." Smiling at me to eat it. I could not restrain my tears, and it came out like a spring. Grandma's rough hand clutching my cold hand that had been blown by the cold wind all night. Suddenly, my heart was burning the flames, making my whole body warm. I understand that this is not just a cup of hot milk, but my grandma gives me the care and warmth.
This kind of care, this kind of warmth, it is love. It is not a great love, but a common love. This common love, a nagging, a command, is a grandmother's selfless care for her granddaughter. This is a very unusual little thing, a very common love. However, I put it in my notes, cut it with a knife, write it on the paper, and engraved it in my heart. I will never forget it.
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