Descriptive composition of family details in life

1. About the details of life, it is best to ask for a short article about family. A mother took her daughter skiing in the Alps. Unfortunately, the mother and daughter unconsciously deviated from the safe snowy road because they had a good time. When they were ready to return, they were horrified to find that they were lost!

They shouted for help. Instead of calling rescuers, they triggered an avalanche! I don't know how long they stayed under the snow, and finally they climbed out with their hands. Due to the lack of survival skills in the wild, they couldn't tell the direction, so they walked for more than 30 hours and finally saw the plane. They shouted for help, but their clothes were white, so people on the plane couldn't see them.

Another cold night, mother and daughter stumbled in the knee-deep snowdrift, and the pain of hunger and cold was tightly wrapped around them.

This day came again, and the mother and daughter began to trek again. Exhausted, mother stumbled to the ground and bumped her head against a stone buried in the snow. Blood immediately gushed out and dyed the snow in front of her. Mother looked at the snow dyed red by her own blood, as if thinking. At this time, my daughter fell asleep on her mother's lap in extreme fatigue and hunger.

My daughter woke up and found herself lying in the hospital. The doctor told her that your mother cut her artery with rock fragments and then climbed more than ten meters in a pool of blood. That's how rescuers saw the long blood on the snow and realized that there was someone below. ...

Motherly love is the most selfless feeling in the world. Mothers sometimes even sacrifice their lives for the happiness and safety of their children. Just like the story in the article, mothers use their blood to dye a large area of snow to guide lifeguards in order to save their daughters. What kind of love is this? She wrote a farewell song of maternal love with her life!

2. The description of family details refers to the description of some small behaviors or subtle things of the characters. Some people regard the description of the natural and social environment that is not noticed as a detailed description. It focuses on subtlety, but it is an important means to portray characters, promote the development of events and set off the theme of the article. It is an indispensable part of excellent narrative and literary works. Some people say that a typical detailed description may be more useful than a big general description. This statement makes sense. Life is always made up of ordinary things, and most of people's personality is reflected in the subtle details. So we must learn to observe the details and write them down.

First, truth-in line with the logic of life. Details come from life, and detailed descriptions must truly reproduce life. This "truth" is not necessarily a fact that once existed, but it must be a fact that will exist. Some students wrote that my father, a fisherman, came back from fishing in the sea and was in a hurry to "sharpen his knife in the sea" and prepare to make fish soup for me. The author intended to show his father's sincerity, but because of this distortion, the seawater is salty and will rust when splashed on the knife. It leads to a great discount on fatherly love and even doubts its authenticity. This example tells us that we must observe life carefully. Respect the reality of objective life and never imagine it out of thin air. This is the basis for the correct use of detail description.

Second, uniqueness-pay attention to the personality of the characters. Detail description serves to shape the characters and express the theme, so we should choose the details that can best express the theme and the characters, especially the small moves unique to the characters. For example, the article "Agreement" writes that children will meet two old people who can't speak and have difficulty in moving. The author doesn't write about old people greeting each other, hugging each other warmly, and talking with them in detail, because these details are common in people who can move freely and don't belong to dying old people. The article wrote: "The children are constantly detailing the recent situation of their father's illness. But the two old people didn't say a word, and their four hands were tightly held together. From meeting to breaking up, they have been squatting for a long time. " "Four hands clasped together", with highly personalized details, vividly shows the deep feelings between the elderly who have difficulty in moving and speaking, and arouses readers' infinite association and emotion.

Third, be careful-leave vivid fragments. Since the description of details plays an irreplaceable role in characters, plots and themes, we should not understate it in writing, but elaborate it in detail to convey its charm. Only in this way, the details can be deeply rooted in people's hearts and play the greatest role. Taking the detail of "crouching down to pick up paper" in the above-mentioned white paper on the ground as an example, the author not only shows the whole process of "crouching down", "picking up", "flapping and blowing", "stretching" and "picking up" in detail through the sentence "Han Lin hastily picks up the white paper on the ground", and vividly reproduces the movements of the characters.

As soon as I got off the bike, I couldn't wait to pick up the kite and go straight to the door. Later, dad followed. So we fly kites.

I felt a little hungry and thirsty when I left. Look at my watch again. It's already 12:45, so I told my father, thinking, "Go back for lunch first, then fly a kite ..." Just then, my father suddenly magically took out a bag of boiled eggs and two bottles of drinks and said, "Eat!" Pass me an egg and a bottle of drink. I also "talk."

I suddenly noticed the untouched egg in my father's hand-this egg was black in one place, but mine was intact. Obviously, dad didn't really "casually" hand me food, but consciously gave it to me! I was shocked and insisted on changing it with my father. At first, my father refused, but in the end I changed it. When I removed this black place and began to eat, I accidentally glanced at the eggshell and was shocked again. It turns out that mine, no, is my father's egg shell, and there are some newspaper fragments. I see! My eggs were intact before because my father wrapped them in a newspaper. I am very touched!

Family, that moment. At that moment, I saw my father's concern for me, my father's seemingly disappearing love for me, and my long-lost affection. ...

There are too many unpleasant things in this world, and sometimes they can't escape. You must face them. I believe that there will inevitably be such misfortunes in one's life. Face them, don't run away, don't be conceited, and learn to be strong.

I am an ordinary child, and I have an ordinary mother. For years, I have been complaining about her love in my heart. Until now, I realized her good intentions from her meticulous care. ...

It's hard to let go of the kinship, and the slightest pain of the child will affect one of the mother's nerves every seven years. I remember one day when I was four years old, my mother took me to the hospital for vaccination with trepidation. At that time, I was young, because I was afraid of the smell of medicine and sadness in the hospital, and I cried. My mother comforted me and stroked my head to calm me down. However, when the nurse raised the needle to stab my arm, I cried loudly, twisting my body like a stubborn lamb, trying to break away from my mother's arms. My mother pressed my little arm hard, but I didn't appreciate it. I screamed and bit my mother's arm to vent my fears. After the needle was finished, I complained that my mother had hurt her arm. On the way home, I lost my temper and pursed my lips and ran home alone, ignoring my mother who was chasing after me.

Now, I am slowly repenting, indifferent to previous misunderstandings and heartfelt complaints, and mature hearts begin to know how to cherish every bit of maternal love.

At this moment, I clearly saw the flower of maternal love, golden, blooming warmly in my heart. In fact, it blooms all the time, but I am young and ignorant, only to find that maternal love is silent.

5. In the composition about family, what kind of thoughts emerge quietly on a quiet night, and then a little bit of concern fills the whole heart? What kind of emotion suddenly swept through our hearts at an unrelated moment, which made us involuntarily recall? It is grandpa's rough palm caressing us, grandma's kind and conniving smile, the unsmiling father's face in childhood, the mother's endless exhortation, and the picture of brothers and sisters quarreling and frolicking ... The ordinary silhouette is deposited in the depths of the river of years and gradually becomes profound and readable with the passage of time and age.

This is the most unforgettable touch in life-affection.

Affection has no grand form and gorgeous packaging. It lingers in the long scroll of life, filling every gap like water. It is colorless, tasteless, odorless and shadowless, so it often makes us accustomed to it when we have it, and indifferent when we enjoy it. Affection is talking and laughing in front of the dining table window, and it is trivial and delicate between daily necessities; It was a loving look, complaining about perfection; It is a tossing and turning concern after parting, and a relatively silent moment when we meet again. Often a simple phone call, an ordinary greeting, is the most vivid interpretation and interpretation of family ties. There are no touching stories and poems, and we never need to bother to care about them, but we will always swim quietly in every corner of our lives like water, quietly moistening and warming our bodies and hearts.

Affection is the simplest and most beautiful feeling. It is not as rich and warm as love, nor as fresh and fragrant as friendship, but it is so lingering and lingering. It doesn't come from two of a kind like love, and it doesn't have needs like friendship. It is connected with our blood and will always accompany our lives. Love may die, friendship may turn against each other, and only family will always be the tenderest corner in our hearts. Although we often ignore it because of commonness and forget it because of simplicity, when we are scarred and tired, only our closest relatives are the first to think of, and only they can accept us with an open mind regardless of gains and losses.

Feelings are not hard liquor or sweet drinks. It's just a cup of pure boiled water. Although colorless and tasteless, it can't leave our lives for a moment. It won't make us excited, but it can make us quiet; It won't give us an unforgettable experience, but it can always provide us with indispensable nutrition. The family has its own simplicity and naturalness, and it doesn't need to be deliberately carved. By the time we realized it, it had crept into our fingertips.

In the world of mortals, because of that love, no matter how far away, no matter how noisy and lonely. Our hearts are always relaxed.

Affection is like water, pure and transparent; Water, like a family, is endless. ...

6. Please describe the family relationship in detail ~ Unforgettable family relationship There are many small fish in my mind, which constitutes my unforgettable family relationship, but my most unforgettable family relationship is the little golden goldfish ... I remember that when I was in the third grade, I went to school just after the end of the year, and my classmates were talking happily about the beautiful scenery of spring, but I felt bad.

Because I go to school in the cold spring, my teeth tremble with cold in the morning. The whole class said, "Look, her lips are blue."

After several classes, I got home very uncomfortable and fell asleep in bed. I heard a familiar voice in my sleep, "Get up! Xiao Yan! " I woke up and saw my mother.

I said, "I seem to have a fever." My mother quickly measured me with a thermometer, and my "temperature was 40 degrees" and my mother immediately became nervous.

I called the class teacher to ask for leave, and then my mother hurriedly picked up a cup and gave me water to drink antipyretic. I found out carefully that there was sweat on my mother's forehead. I think, mom, this must be urgent. I must get sick early.

Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute. I don't know how to keep a high fever. I drank the medicine and sweated. My mother is busy changing towels to wipe my back. I was so busy at noon that I couldn't even eat. I fell asleep again ... I felt my mother went to the hospital behind my back.

Unexpectedly, I was hospitalized for a week and four days. Log on to the composition network, and you can also contribute.

Every day I open my eyes and see my mother by my side. When I got well, I found that my mother's eyes were dark and her silver hair was a little bit more ... My parents seemed to write essays about their mothers from childhood, describing their gentleness, kindness and love.

We always intentionally or unintentionally ignore another person who is equally important to our lives-father. A father's love for his children is always reserved. He doesn't like to talk about love like his mother. He just expressed it with actions.

When I grew up, I met some people and things. I began to get to know my father with the idea of getting rich. More and more, I feel that every father has a warm heart and gives his children 100% affection, no matter how much pressure they are under. Xiao Qiao and Aqiao are my good friends, so I got to know their father vaguely.

Ying is the happiest of the three of us. At least she has a very complete family. Jane's father married a northern woman in the educated youth era and settled there.

My father is a university professor, a typical intellectual-gentle, without desire or desire. To this end, Jane often says that her mother is not worthy of her father, and she never hides her admiration for her father.

So I always laughed at her deep love for her father. Every Wednesday, when his father comes to visit the school, Jane always walks around the campus holding his father's arm, chatting and kissing his father's cheek before leaving.

This is hard for me to imagine. I don't know which fortune-telling book I read. She said that if she could receive a silver ring from a boy on her birthday this year, she would be happy all her life.

She really wore a ring at the birthday party, which was very delicate. Aqiao proudly told Xiao Qiao and me that my father bought it with his own private money when he went to Beijing to see friends, but my mother didn't know.

At that moment, I was in a trance. I imagine that a middle-aged man may be too poor to buy a gold-plated ring for his new wife 20 years ago, but 20 years later he will wander in front of the gold and silver jewelry counter and carefully select it just to satisfy his daughter's childlike desire. I can imagine Jane's father sitting on the train. He has no money to buy gifts for others except a ring he wears. However, there is no anxiety in his heart that will be blamed by his wife, because he protects his daughter from even a trivial sense of loss.

This is enough to make Aqiao proud and move me. At this time, Xiao Qiao said with a smile, Aqiao is still like a child.

I understand Xiao Qiao's feelings when he said this. She is undoubtedly the most precocious of the three of us. Xiao Qiao's mother's sudden death in junior high school hit her hard and hurt her forever.

But Xiao Qiao is stronger than anyone thought, which may be influenced by his father who was born in the army. Xiao Qiao's family style is very strict. His father always disciplines Xiao Qiao by running the army, and demands Xiao Qiao by the standards of boys, sometimes even unkind.

For example, after mom died, dad didn't even allow Xiao Qiao to wear black sleeves. It sounds cruel, but it does help Xiao Qiao get out of his grief as soon as possible.

Xiao Qiao said that she always remembers what her father said to her-the best memory of the living for the dead is to live well. Every time I think of my mother, she will think of this sentence at the same time.

Xiao Qiao still has no stepmother. In fact, she doesn't object to her father's remarriage, but her father doesn't seem to have any plans to have a second wife. I have read some articles about the stress of middle-aged people in the newspaper. I understand that after entering the age of no doubt, there will be a lot of confusion. The stress of work and mental loneliness can make people breathless. In addition, his wife died and his daughter lived on campus. I don't know how Xiao Qiao's father endures the lifeless loneliness in the house after coming home from work every day, so that his daughter won't be hurt at all.

After listening to their stories, I can't help thinking of myself. If Joe is her father who worships her and Joe is her father who fears, then I can only have deep pity for my father.

Yes, unfortunately. Father is the kind of person who has little education and little money.

Family may be his last spiritual sustenance, but only a year ago, this only sustenance also fell apart. I have vaguely heard some stories about my parents when they were young-at that time, my parents almost died because of my grandmother's resolute opposition, so I believe that my parents really loved each other at that time, so I can fully understand how deeply my mother felt for my father after choosing the lifestyle she wanted. For this reason, I stayed with my father and didn't want to see the end of his painstaking 20-year separation. Then,

But over the past year, my relationship with my father has not been very harmonious because we live alone. In the final analysis, it is still for the word "money".

After my mother left, there was not much money left at home, and my father didn't have much salary.

7. The composition "Family Details" is 0 years old. After my mother's hardships, I saw the first ray of sunshine. Lazily leaning against my mother and letting her touch my skin inch by inch, I felt the beauty of life. Blue sky, white clouds, birds singing in the branches, singing the birth of new life!

That year, my mother was 27 years old. She goes to work on a sturdy bike with two pedals. Her skin is fair and her hair is like clouds.

3 years old, entering kindergarten. I'm with other children. We have lunch together, draw pictures together, observe saplings together and take a nap together. My chair fell, please help me; You didn't bring a marker. I'll lend it to you. Mom is very busy, so she asked me to stay in kindergarten. But she still didn't forget to take time out of her busy schedule to see me. I remember one day, I went to bed Through the dim light in the corridor, I saw a familiar figure looking at the dormitory door, that's my mother! I was very surprised, but I wanted my mother to know that I had always been a good boy at school, so I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I feel very warm and happy, and I have started to live independently.

That year, my mother was thirty. She is no longer a carefree girl. She no longer often goes shopping and karaoke, and is no longer just busy with work, but more concerned about * * *. Every Friday, I always expect my mother to pick me up. When she appeared at the door in a dark blue uniform and epaulettes, my classmates always shouted in surprise: "Wow! Your mother is a policeman! " I always proudly nodded to them and rushed to my mother's arms.

At the age of 6, I was successfully admitted to Shanghai Experimental School. With my own efforts, I am the first in every exam. I won the prize in the on-site composition competition, and I won the gold medal in the national Olympic mathematics competition. I'm beaming with sparkling awards.

My mother is 33 years old, and her unit moved from Puxi to Pudong, so it is even harder to commute every day. Take the shuttle bus, transfer to the subway, leave early and return late. In the dead of night, I wake up from my sleep and often see my mother still checking my homework. By chance, I found a dazzling white hair in my mother's beautiful black hair. I said to my mother, "Let me help you pull out your gray hair!" " ""good! "Mom answered with a smile ..."

9 years old, the most unforgettable year for me, because I got the piano certificate of 10. Five years of hard work, five years of sweat, all gathered in this small certificate. The moment I held the certificate, I jumped with excitement and everyone congratulated me.

That year, my mother was seriously ill. Grandma told me that that year was my mother's animal year, and red was used to ward off evil spirits this year. So, I bought a red mobile phone case for my mother with lucky money. Mother smiled happily when she received the gift I gave her. At this moment, I suddenly found that my mother's eyes were covered with fine wrinkles. ...

Now, I got my wish and entered the junior middle school of the experimental school. In the spacious new classroom and beautiful campus, I am like a small green sapling, thriving.

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I can't remember how many times my parents gave me kind caresses and smiles. Maybe these things are too common, too common, and we often ignore them. Until one day, I walked on the road of life and suddenly stopped to look back, only to find that it was those neglected details that filled me with deep love and always accompanied me to grow up happily. But at this time, our parents are no longer young, white hair quietly climbed up their temples, and the most glorious time in life gradually left them.

The love of parents is the most selfless love in the world. At that time, light was flying. When we are immersed in piles of homework all day, when we are looking forward to growing up quickly, please don't ignore our parents who have worked hard for us, ignoring every gray hair, every wrinkle and every affectionate detail.

The landlord can make some changes to this composition, and can realize detail one and detail two.

8. Describe the family composition through a detail. The father is the kind of man who has little education and little money. Family may be his last spiritual sustenance, but only a year ago, this only sustenance also fell apart. I have vaguely heard some stories about my parents when they were young-at that time, my parents almost died because of my grandmother's resolute opposition, so I believe that my parents really loved each other at that time, so I can fully understand how deeply my mother felt for my father after choosing the lifestyle she wanted. For this reason, I stayed with my father and didn't want to see the end of his painstaking 20-year separation. Then,

But over the past year, my relationship with my father has not been very harmonious because we live alone. In the final analysis, it is still for the word "money".

After my mother left, there was not much money left at home, and my father had to save part of his meager salary for me to go to college later, so the daily expenses seemed tight. After discussing with grandma, dad asked me to go to her house for dinner every day. My aunt is a selfish person who always looks at me with that cold and contemptuous look. That sense of humiliation weighed heavily on my mind. Finally, once, I lost my temper with my dad and told him that I would never go to my grandmother's house for dinner again, even if I starved to death.

My father looked at me blankly and tried to explain, but only said a few words. He said that you know our present situation, and we still need a lot of money after entering the university. There's nothing I can do.

Looking at my inarticulate father, I humbly told the truth, and suddenly felt infinite guilt, feeling that I was too ignorant and inconsiderate of my father; At the same time, I have never hated and loved money as much as I did at that moment. While I hate its filth, I am determined to make a lot of money in the future and burn them one by one.

Later, my father began to buy lottery tickets, from two yuan sports lottery tickets to one hundred yuan welfare lottery tickets. Every time there is a lottery on TV, my father will sit there with a pile of colorful papers in his hand-I think he is imagining that they can bring him a lot of wealth.

Once my father told me happily that he won a small prize, with a bonus of 100 yuan. He said he might win1800,000 next time, or he might become a rich man tomorrow, or ... I suddenly feel that my father in front of me is strange and terrible. He scrimped and saved, quit smoking and drinking, and pinned his dream of making money on a pile of rotten paper, hoping to find a long-lost sense of dignity in them. Deep down, at this point, I think my father is possessed, he is crazy, crazy in his unconscious.

I feel a little sad when I think like this. But what happened one morning made me feel heartbroken-

9. Composition describing affection (with details) (I just wrote an article about sister affection recently, which was written according to my own experience. . . . . I don't know if I can. . . )

If the family is not sad,

Holding your hand, accompanied by music, slowly walk towards the warm and smiling man. It was not until he reached out his hand to you that I smiled brightly: "Sister, you must be happy." -Thank you.

Of the three brothers and sisters in the family, my younger brother is the most naughty, and you have always been the most obedient one, because my younger brother and I call you sister. Therefore, even if you don't want to, you should pretend to be obedient. The three of us, let's count you as the least educated. We rushed through the vocational high school for two years without complaining. You just turned 16 and started working in the field. You have a gentle temper. I tore up some of your favorite paintings, and you just smiled gently.

You and I have always had a good relationship, basically telling each other everything, only that once. There is no monosodium glutamate at home. If you go to school first, my mother asked me to bring a bag home from school. But I bought a packet of salt. I didn't know the difference between monosodium glutamate and salt at that time. When I got home and found that I bought it wrong, I lied that I forgot to take it at school because I was afraid of being beaten. The next day, you found me crying in the abandoned teaching building. Under your repeated inquiries, I told the truth, but you took my hand and went home silently without saying a word. Finally, like many TV series, you made a mistake for me. My stern father slapped you at that time. Your right cheek was swollen when you were eating. I ate bit by bit with my head down, and my tears fell into the bowl. I can't taste what it is. Get up the next morning and go to school with you. We didn't talk all the way. When I get to the school gate, I will tell you with red eyes. You want to laugh, but you hurt your face. Finally, you said to me with a smile on your face: "Because you are my sister, this is a family relationship that no one can cut off." After a pause, you said, "Don't lie in the future. I will have face, but I can't stand my father's play." At that time, I smiled as soon as I heard this, and the guilt buried in my heart was much lighter.

You have been taking the road arranged by your parents, rarely resisting, so docile that people around you praise you for being obedient, but you have to live in a different place, with no one around you who knows you, and you are in that teenage age. Therefore, when parents know that you are with someone nine years older than you, they don't believe you. You have been very obedient. Parents thought that when you were older, they would choose one for you in town. You didn't say anything. No matter how your parents object, you haven't regressed. Even I am surprised why you are so thin and so brave. In the end, you won. When I first met this future brother-in-law, I thought, I'm afraid my mother will be more opposed. In the future, my brother-in-law will be dark, slightly fat and not very tall. If you really want to use any commendatory words to describe him, it is simplicity and gives people a sense of security. Sure enough, my mother's face turned darker when she saw her future son-in-law, but you won after all, big sister. I have always admired you. Although the brother-in-law looks not very good, everyone will think that his concern for you is not fake, his gentleness is not fake, and his temper is as gentle as yours. Even though my mother was not satisfied before, she finally smiled.

The last wedding was very grand. Many people came, and you didn't show much smile, but I can see that there is a light ring called happiness around you. At this moment, I feel a little disappointed. In the future, you are no longer the little girl who took the fall for me. You will be a good wife and mother.

If the feeling you give me is not sad, I hope it is as brave as you.