Love under the eaves

Maternal love is deep

Although our umbilical cord connecting our mothers has been cut at birth, our blood relationship with our mothers is difficult to sever for life. When we fall to the ground, we fill our mother's heart. When we learn to speak, the first sentence is "Mom." By our side, there is always the companionship of the mother. Maternal love is everywhere, it is like the air around us, although it cannot be seen or touched, it fills the world; it is like the sweet rain of spring, sprinkled on our hearts, although quiet, but nourishing the seedlings of life. Maternal love is the most selfless and warm sun, offering light and heat; maternal love is fertile soil, providing sufficient nutrients for feeding children to thrive; maternal love is the boundless universe, allowing children to soar freely.

Mother's love is deep and incomparable.

Father loves shen

My father was always so serious in my heart, so inaccessible. When I was a child, my father and mother always liked to stand on my left and right sides, open their arms, let me go to them, and every time I habitually ran to my mother on the right and ran happily, ignoring my father standing on the left and not paying attention to his disappointed look at the time. However, without my father, how could I have a happy life with my mother? The father's thick hand is the pillar of the family, and the father's broad shoulder is the patron of the children. Father always worked hard and had no regrets. Fathers teach their children that there is always a clear distinction between reward and punishment.

Father's love is like a mountain, majestic and tall; Father's love is like a river, surging and rushing; Father's love is like a grassland, vast and boundless; Father's love is like wine, which needs to be carefully tasted; Father's love is like poetry, which needs to be deeply understood; Father's love is like a book, and it is necessary to carefully read and understand.

The Father's love is heavy, sinking beyond measure.

Teacher loves warmth

If our parents are our first teachers, then teachers are our second parents. The teacher taught us the principle of being a human being, and taught us scientific and cultural knowledge and skills. Teachers are our guides on the road to growth. When we succeed, the teacher shares happiness and joy with us; when we fail, the teacher plucks up the sails of our new progress; when we make mistakes, the teacher patiently and meticulously sets the course of our progress; when we are proud of our achievements, the teacher's earnest teaching is our sobering agent. Teachers are not only our mentors, but also our most sincere friends!

The teacher is like a candle, burning itself and illuminating others.

The teacher is like a spring silkworm, spitting out silk without reservation.

Teachers are like navigation beacons, showing us direction.

Teacher's love is like sunshine, shining on our hearts, warm and warm. Its warmth is no less than the depth of mother's love and the depth of father's love.

Friendship is strong

As we stepped out from under the wings of our parents, we began to look for friends. Friends bring us warmth, support and strength, let us feel the beauty of life. Friends accompany us on the journey of life, and friendship illuminates the path of our lives.

When we are sad, friends are shoulders and can rely on crying - fraternity is an iron that soothes the distress in our hearts; when we are desperate, friends are a pair of hands that pull us out of despair – fraternity is a torch that rekindles the hope in our hearts; when we are happy, friends are great waves that can push our happiness higher – fraternity is music that adds to our motivation to move forward.

Friendship is strong, strong like coffee, and the aroma is intoxicating.

We live under the roof of love.