When my mother took her to the hospital for examination this year, she found out the cancer! The doctor said: He probably won't live this Spring Festival. And I, looking at my grandmother lying in the hospital bed, felt miserable and felt sorry for her. Mom decided to let grandma live with us, so that grandma can go well.
Grandma will have chemotherapy in a few days. Every time I see her in such pain, I can only feel helpless and pity. That day, grandma seemed to know that she would not live long. She grabbed the doctor's hand and said, "Please, you must be merciful and save my life. I want to play with my granddaughter." But the doctor could only shake his head, but I was surprised and tears flowed helplessly. composition
When school starts, we will have military training. My mother was afraid that grandma would not be able to do it after I left, so she asked me to give her a bath. Grandma was walking in the bathtub, and I gently bathed her. I saw grandma search many times, and she was covered with bones. Grandma smiled and said to me, "My granddaughter is sensible and will give me a bath!" " "Say that finish, he burst out laughing. But I don't know whether my heart is sour, spicy or sweet.
After seven days of military training, grandma was very happy to learn that I was going home. It happened that there was no one at home. Grandma was afraid that I would dislike her being dirty, so she touched the wall herself, and because she couldn't use the water heater, she took a bath with cold water. When I got home, I saw my grandmother, touched the cold water with my hand, hugged my grandmother and said, "How could you do this? If you want to take a bath, I'll help you wash your teeth, or ask your mother to help you wash them. " Grandma said kindly, "hey, your mother is tired these days." I can walk anyway, it's okay! " ! As long as you don't think I'm dirty! "Tears flowed out, dripping on the ground, dripping in my heart with my parents ... composition.
Death was ruthless and cruel, and finally took grandma's soul. Grandma is in the mourning hall, and I dare not go to see her because I owe her too much and feel too guilty for her. I can only burn paper for her outside to redeem my guilt for her. ...
People say that autumn is very sad and sad. On that day, I finally realized the cruelty and cold of autumn. This kind of cold is even colder than the snow covering me, and I can't dispel it by wrapping a quilt.
Grandma's love for me, like the scar on my heart, gave me a "lesson" and made me feel guilty for a lifetime!
The 800-word touching composition left an indelible mark in my heart.
Raindrops beat against the window and played wonderful music. My thoughts flew to a rainy day a few months ago. It rained heavily that day, and I felt that someone made Miss Yu angry and complained. At this time uncle tripterygium wilfordii made a roaring sound, as if he were venting his anger on his daughter! I ran on the sidewalk and looked at the passing crowd, feeling extremely depressed. I wanted to go out and buy a book today, but I was blocked by the sudden heavy rain. I finally ran to the newsstand, but I didn't see the book I wanted. The already bad mood was suppressed by a heavy stone. Suddenly, a smiling middle-aged woman came out of the newsstand. I looked at her, wearing a slightly light blue shirt and holding an umbrella for publicity. She came up to me slowly and said kindly, "Little girl, don't stand in the rain, you'll catch a cold. Go to the newsstand to shelter from the rain. " Suddenly, my heart was slapped by something, and tears poured out like the other side without a dam. I walked into the newsstand and looked around the palm-sized room. This middle-aged woman is like the most beautiful "rainbow" in this gloomy rainy day. "What book do you want, little girl?" The middle-aged woman looked at me with a smile and said, "That book hasn't come yet!" I said gloomily. "Then what book do you want?" "Miss Elaine." "Oh, I'll look for it." As she spoke, she began to look for it. Looking at her busy figure, all my bad feelings were thrown out of the clouds and replaced by a warm feeling. "I found it!" The middle-aged woman said happily, and I stood up excitedly. What I saw was not the latest edition, but what I had already bought. I said to the middle-aged woman, "Auntie, I bought this, and it took you so long to find it." "Nothing, I'll leave you a new one next time." She still smiled and said to me. At this time, the rain stopped and a rainbow appeared. Sunlight reflected on the face of middle-aged women. Suddenly I feel that this smile is as beautiful and colorful as a rainbow.
Now that I think about it, there is always a warm current in my heart that flows all over my body. A rainbow appeared on the horizon, just like the kind smile of the middle-aged woman.
The happiness of writing in my heart.
What is happiness? Happiness is "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely." Leisure; Happiness is the happiness of "singing loudly and drinking heartily when I go home on a green spring day"; Happiness is a kind of dedication. "Spring silkworms will keep spinning until they die, and candles will dry the wick every night" ... Happiness, if it has color, what will it look like? Below, let me share the happiness I have cherished in my heart for many years!
Happy green
The hot summer vacation is coming. Facing the high temperature of more than 30 degrees every day, the fans in my hand and the fans around me can't stop for a moment. At this time, my mother always wears a green apron and comes to the kitchen to make me a cup of green tea. When the tea is cold, she will use it to relieve me of the heat. There are a few faint leaves floating on the tea, which smells fragrant. Drinking it makes people feel refreshed immediately and makes me feel that summer is not so hot anymore. This kind of happiness, like tea floating on tea leaves, is light and green.
Happy yellow
Near the end of the semester, I review to 1 1 every day, dragging my tired body to bed, and I feel bitter at the thought that there are still a few hard battles to fight. I was still thinking about the review materials just now, but somehow I fell asleep and didn't even dream. When I woke up the next day, I had a headache at the thought of going to school, but I found a few rays of warm yellow sunshine in the gap between the curtains, which seemed to tell me: Today is another day, come on! My heart is suddenly full of strength. This kind of happiness is as warm and yellow as sunshine.
These are all the happiness I have left in my heart, unforgettable, but unforgettable.
When I was a child, my mother said to me: I want to leave a pure land when I grow up, not bound by the world and not infected by the noise. Tired, you can go and have a look and pick up a little innocence and tranquility that belongs to you. That's me, impetuous and restless. My only dream is to fly over the four corners of the ceiling and run to the sky.
Later, with the happy growth, I didn't know what life was until I was in the second day of junior high school. The road of life is by no means smooth, but a jungle full of thorns. Either, be beaten black and blue; Or, swing a sickle and cut it down one by one. I cut too many thorns and got stabbed many times by them. I became so tired that I turned around and realized how right my mother was. But my heart is full of confusion and grievances. Where can there be pure land? Where can I find it?
But when the sun goes down and the birds are still in their nests, I still walk home alone. There is a faint fragrance of flowers and earth in the air. I have walked this road over and over again, but each time it gives me a new feeling. It carries many joys and dreams, loneliness and sadness.
I flew over the ceiling at the four corners. Only after flying over did I find that there were more challenges and difficulties to meet me. Like a solid cocoon, I am wrapped in it and can't breathe. I began to regret not leaving myself a piece of pure land, which could heal my wounds. Maybe with it, I will have more beautiful memories and hopes.
I kept the secret in my heart, deep and deep. Thought is like a bus full of great men. How can anyone stand when the passengers are full? The vast sea of people, I really hope to find the innocence of the past, once again appreciate the innocence as snow, without any modification. A place free from lies, oppression and threats.
Looking at my childhood photos, staring at my childhood eyes without any impurities. ...
Where has the pure land in my heart drifted?
There are tears in my eyes, how can I drop them quickly?
The wonderful composition left in my heart is unforgettable in 600 words. I will never forget that wonderful time. That wonderful time will remain in my memory forever and will never disappear. ...
I am in Class One, and I have a group of good classmates. Soon, six classes will play a basketball game, and the monitor will choose the players to prepare for training. It can be seen that everyone is really serious this time. However, the facts are always unsatisfactory. There are always some players on strike to practice. Every time they overlook the basketball court, they seldom see the shadow of our class, which is really worrying. Everyone knows the urgency as the game approaches. Take time to train. Passing by the basketball court and seeing them sweating like rain, I felt a little proud. Our class finally United once.
Up to now, we've been through all the way and won many games? Although there have been failures, they are rare. Our class became famous for this and was praised by the teachers. Until the week when we are going to play against Class 5, the players are training harder and harder. I asked the monitor which class he was most afraid of, and it was Class 5. It seems that the strength of Class Five can't be underestimated, and we can't ruin ourselves with the ambition of others. On Wednesday afternoon, the game began. Ordinary students came around the basketball court and cheered for the players in unison.
First, the girls came on stage, halfway through the performance. We were far ahead, but after the break, the other side had countermeasures, so that we were always at a disadvantage in the second half. The first game was over, we lost, the girls on the field cried, and we also cried, unwilling. The boy swore that he would win it back! As soon as we came on stage, we got the opening color, and everyone's confidence doubled, and the cheers and shouts became louder and louder, which was deafening. In the second half, the players were exhausted, but the other team was still full of energy. No wonder it's the school team.
Watching them fall down again and again, standing up tenaciously, sweating like a pig, and their hearts are like arrows, which is extremely uncomfortable. I have always felt that our class is the most tuned class in the whole grade. Every time the bell rings, we still look like class is over. Let the class cadres shout their voices, but everyone is still arguing as if nothing has happened. Every time there is an activity, we have to queue up, which is also the most chaotic in our class. Shouting slogans is weak, just like not eating, and there is no unity. Now the players on the field have a tacit understanding, even if they fall, they will not give up easily. Outside the stadium, we shouted in unison to cheer for them. I have never felt so United in Class One.
Although we lost in the end, we worked hard and paid. On the basketball court, every bit is full of unity. Just like a cup of mellow wine, the longer you put it, the more memorable it will be. ...
Composition: the impression left in my heart, the wonderful 500 words left in my heart.
Standing in front of the TV, I stared at the countdown flashing on the screen. Countdown with my heartbeat, beating under the Olympic rings, August 8th, August 8th, 2008, singing "One World, One Dream". The same dream is different but wonderful, and the wonderful flame is transmitted in the hearts of/kloc-0.3 billion people and 6 billion people. ...
The flame crossed the night sky in Beijing, leaving 29 golden footprints. Footprints have left footprints in history and footprints are in our hearts. There are ripples in our hearts, and huge waves are bred in the ripples. There are passionate people from China and China in the huge waves, and humility is contained in pride. A nation is forging ahead in humility, and the love of Kyushu is integrated into the nation.
Love sublimates on the forward painting axis, and the sunset moon rises, setting off great rivers and mountains, which are more beautiful in the beautiful scenery. The beautiful south of the Yangtze River shows its elegance in a delicate way, which contrasts with the roughness of the north and sets off the most beautiful picture.
On the scroll, there is calligraphy with "leaves like clouds", which contains the transformation of Taoist yin and yang, the profound transformation of the five elements, and the five elements and the five rings set each other off; Comparing with Confucius' Confucian thought that "all the seas are brothers", brothers know each other and accompany each other. The whole world cheers for you and the great China. ...
There is love in China, the love in the snowstorm that frozen the earth. Wanderers who come home from the earth are cold and disappointed-there is hope after disappointment, hope for the future, and moved by the future ... Moved by the scenes after the 5. 12 earthquake, they are printed on the picture scroll, changing patterns with the progress of time, and there is infinite vitality, liveliness and optimism in the patterns. Face reality and dreams-dreams and reality are intertwined, and they are intertwined in Sleepless Night with Flowers on Fire. At night, Yue Hui is very bright and smooth, giving off a clear light. ...
The clear sky is reflected, and under the two-day mechanism, the raging flame is ignited. The torch relay in Beijing and China, China people realized their dream of flying, which is linked with the Olympic dream!
The connected world is shocking, shocking the soaring of dragons, the soaring of the national soul, and the national soul drives the world. The world will be wonderful because of China, and the wonderful will be engraved in my heart.
In my mind, China is a dragon. Dragon and phoenix interweave to form a magnificent scenery. The magnificent scenery depicts the West Lake, Zhao Zhouqiao and the Great Wall of Wan Li. The Great Wall and the Dragon Qi Fei, with the phoenix as a utensil, show that birds fly towards the phoenix, fly towards Fengming and sing at the bird's nest. The bird's nest attracts nine chicks, and nine chicks fly to Kyushu. Kyushu is connected into a beautiful Chinese knot, which is proudly tied together and stands proudly.
Sublimate the essence left in the heart
There is a song in my heart, which has been hidden in my heart, because of its simplicity, its free and easy, its crisp and unpretentious musical soul. ...
I love it so much, it gives me a free and easy personality, it explains the other side of my life, it shows me another soul of music, such a song, such a song, can I not love it, can I not hide it in my heart?
The moon climbed the treetops again, and the night seemed so quiet. The owl started its night action again, opened the window and looked around. Other people's lights began to go out one by one. It's time for bed. I went to bed with a sweet smile and lay quietly, hoping something would happen tonight. I fell asleep sweetly ...
Here, surrounded by green gardens, tall green trees stand upright in the mountains. The fragrance of rape blossoms brings a unique breath of spring. Everything seems so vibrant, it makes people feel as if they have come to another world, and there is a breath of life everywhere. The sun is very hot, and only you are not afraid of the scorching sun, with your back to the sky and still doing what you should do. Sweat drops drop by drop in the soil, as if it were the seeds you planted. You never complain about this life, so you look simple. Your labor will bring you a lot of harvest every year, because the seeds you sow will always grow, because you think that labor is the crystallization of happiness and sweat, so you will have such a bumper harvest every year.
As the sun sets, there comes the song I am looking forward to. Yes, this is your song, which belongs only to you. The song means that you finish your work and go home happily. In the song, you have your own language Soon, the songs on the other side of the mountain naturally cater to the songs on the other side of the mountain. This is the language you communicate with each other, and you interpret the other side of life. This kind of life belongs only to you. Because you are happy with your work. You sing this song that belongs to you with simple nature, and the title of that song seems to be "simple". Because only simple people can sing simple songs, which I like.
In the song, you laugh from time to time, it's as simple as that. From that laughter, I feel how happy and free and easy you are. I can only see this free and easy character in you, so I learned to be free and easy and cherish it more.
As the sun sets, your interest in singing has not been affected. You still sing like that. Your crisp and simple songs show me that you have a crisp and simple musical soul ... such songs, such people, such places. Where can I find it? Where is it? I think this is the only place. ......
The sun shone into my room and I opened my hazy eyes. Oh, it's dawn. I opened the window, looked at the sky, breathed and read silently: there is a song, because of its simplicity, its free and easy, its crisp and unpretentious musical soul, which has been hidden in my heart. ......
It is a kind of mind and a kind of accomplishment to stay in my heart and ask for 800 words to understand.
It is mentioned in "Augmented Xianwen" that "bear the anger of the moment and take a step back." Understanding requires a broad mind. Sometimes, it only needs a calm forgetting after you have a conflict with your friends, and it can melt the hard ice between you; Sometimes, just a sincere communication when you and your friends are suspicious of each other can erase the shadow in your heart.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade, one of my pens mysteriously disappeared and magically appeared in my deskmate's pencil box. Therefore, when I was young, I easily suspected that I had been "convicted" and some ignorant people punched him. Because of this, I was sent home to reflect for a few days.
Unfortunately, when I got home, I found the mysteriously missing pen on my desk. In an instant, the meaning of shame immediately came to my mind, which made me feel very ashamed. "Should I apologize to him? No way! What a pity! But ... this will lose a friend ... alas! What should I do? "
Finally, I apologized to him. But to my surprise, he said he had forgotten. Although I know this is a little lie, we have a tacit understanding, and no one will mention it again, and our friendship has gradually strengthened. Later I realized that this pen was his birthday present. It is understanding that makes me gain friendship.
Understanding is a harmonious spring breeze, which can blow away the haze in people's hearts; Understanding is a continuous drizzle, which can nourish the injured heart. Understanding is a kind of cultivation. It doesn't mean accommodation, cowardice or concession. It represents an art.
Perhaps, only understanding can make people's relationship more harmonious and human life better.
Feeling composition left in my heart, moved by 600 words left in my heart.
When I open my eyes, there is sunshine everywhere. I looked out of the window, and the blue sky shone like washed blue silk. The loquat tree, which is taller than the hut, seems to have never been baptized in autumn and is still lush. The wind is light and the branches are swaying slowly. What a pleasant time.
The world outside the window is small, but for me, the scenery is unique. When I am lucky, I can see one or two birds standing on the clothesline singing to me, and then look at me and talk to me, as if I had known each other for a long time.
I used to look at the flowers and plants planted on the balcony, but now they are all dead because of improper management. Today, I can see three pots of cactus on the balcony, which my wife transplanted from a big pot yesterday. They are all different in shape, but each piece has a beautiful posture. The palm-sized leaves stretch straight into the sky, facing the sun and showing a golden smile.
At present, only it and evergreen are left at home. Maybe they are the best food. It doesn't matter if they don't work hard, whether they are exposed to the sun or the wind and rain. Their vitality is tenacious, and they are green all year round, adding endless flavor to this bleak late autumn.
There will always be a touch of green in a person's life. Those passers-by in life occasionally pass by your years, leaving a touch of warmth in your heart and a touch of emotion in your memory.
Once, I met such an old man with a long face, a lame leg and a hard walk. However, his smile and simple words always appear in front of my eyes, and my heart is trembling.
That day, my lover and I went to Jiading on business. It was noon and I was hungry. My wife said to find a nearby restaurant, but I didn't agree. I may not like big scenes, I don't like the formality and ostentation of big hotels, I like the freedom and comfort of small restaurants and even roadside stalls. My lover can't disobey me, only obey my wishes. As a result, I found a humble little restaurant on the side of the road.
Just sitting down, an old man came out of the back room. He looks about 50 or 60 years old. He speaks Mandarin, a difficult dialect to understand. Finally, I told him what I wanted. I asked for a bowl of spicy noodles and a bowl of noodles for my lover, and then everyone added a poached egg. I like spicy food naturally, and my personality is very similar to that of northern women. I like pasta, so when I go out to work, I usually order a bowl of noodles or wonton jiaozi. I am an informal person.
I have been waiting for a long time, but I am a little impatient. I usually wait for three to five minutes to eat noodles. Why didn't I wait ten minutes today? Whisper quietly with your lover, why is it so slow? Lover smiles, are you hungry? I touched my shriveled stomach and said, yes, I'm really hungry.
Just then, the old man limped out with a plate and said happily, have you been waiting for a long time? I quickly said, nothing, nothing.
The old man put his face in front of me, and I took a look, and my appetite suddenly increased. Noodles are completely worthy of the words "delicious and delicious". Soup is soup, noodles are noodles, diced meat and peppers are embellishments, and Huang Chengcheng's eggs are like brilliant chrysanthemums, which bloom brilliantly and really look good. I picked up chopsticks and the monkey ate eagerly. It tastes really good. I looked up at my lover and ate with relish. So I asked, what's up? Does it taste good？ The lover nodded, not bad, delicious, and quite fresh. I said, yes, the toppings are freshly fried. No wonder it is so slow.
In a blink of an eye, I ate a bowl of noodles upside down and was in a good mood. It seems that food can really please people. My wife looked at my bowl and said, not bad, there are no leftovers today, rare, rare! I said, it's delicious. How can I get the rest?
Shouted back, boss, check out. Hey, it's coming! The old man just served the fried side dishes to the guests. I asked, how much is it? The old man looked at the price list and said, Give me twelve dollars. I said, right? I also looked at the price list. A bowl of noodles costs six yuan, but I added an egg. I said, boss, you didn't count an egg. The old man smiled and waved and said, forget it, eggs don't cost you money. I said, that won't do. The old man still smiled and said, no, no ... I said, no, eggs are quite expensive now. Tell you what, an egg is two yuan! The old man said, girl, is an egg worth two yuan? I involuntarily gave the old man a 20 yuan bill. I said strongly, even if it's sixteen dollars, don't argue with me. Your noodles are so delicious that they are worth the price. The old man often said, that's not bashful, that's not bashful. I laugh, I should give it. As a result, the old man handed me a five-dollar bill and said two bowls of noodles 15 yuan, okay? I smiled. All right, let's do it.
The diners next to us all looked at us and smiled, probably thinking that we knew each other. When I walked out of the restaurant, I was filled with emotion. I told my wife, how can the elderly make money by doing business like this? An egg is almost one yuan, and he has only six yuan for a bowl of noodles. How much profit is there? Can he still make a profit if the eggs are not counted? I can't help worrying about the old man. Just now, there were only two or three diners besides us, and the business seemed deserted. I wonder if the money I earn can support my daily life? Look around, talking to myself, as if the market is not very good, I don't know if the rent is expensive ... My wife shakes her head next to me, and you, no wonder you are sick, thinking about everything and worrying about everything. I really don't understand you. ...
Although nearly a month has passed, the figure of the old man still often appears in my heart. His smile, his simple words and his disabled legs always make my heart uneasy. In this materialistic world, there is a lot of cheating and cheating, and there is also a saying that "no business is not dishonest." Think about those "shrimp washing doors" and other events. In order to make money, they are mercenary and do everything to the extreme regardless of the health of the people.
And this old man, his heart is so virtuous, although his face is cheap, but his taste is not inferior to those high-priced food in big hotels. He is just a nobody and the bottom of society. He is disabled, and his family must be short of money, so he needs money badly, but the old man smiles calmly in front of interests. Compared with those greedy people, how noble his character is!
Last night, I mentioned the old man to my lover again. My wife makes fun of me. You worry too much about others. Go and see them by car if you have nothing to do. How delicious. By the way, eat more bowls ... I gave them a dirty look, pretended to be angry and ignored him. But I'm thinking, the next time I go to Jiading on business, I must go to see the old man and taste the bowl again. It makes my mouth water. ...
He remained deeply in my memory.
There may be many friends in a person's life, but intimate friends are hard to find; There may be many classmates, but true feelings are hard to find. I found this feeling-he, the ray of sunshine in my heart. His bravery, his persistence, his innocence, his self-confidence, his conceit ... everything about him is deeply left in my memory.
"Moonlight color ... who can be king among thousands of troops ..." A magnificent song brought me into his world. His outlook on life is: in today's world, the law of the jungle, egoism is the true meaning of life! Maybe it is true in the real world. We are busy running around just to avoid being eliminated by the world. But that life is too tiring, isn't it? Obviously, what I said is reasonable. It can get up early and study in the dark, or stretch and relax at school; It can broaden itself by giving up holidays and climbing mountains with friends. His unique outlook on life, accompanied by a trace of innocence, naturally left him in the deepest part of my memory.
"Quick endorsement! Please cooperate, ok ... "Listen, he's giving orders again. "ah! Don't run! " It seems that his players don't seem to cooperate, so they just call him a bandit. What a group of guys who don't know when to be happy! I thought to myself that having such a leader's group is like having a pillar, which is safe and reliable. Under the education that he hates iron not to produce, the players' grades have improved rapidly. While I was shocked, I admired his sense of responsibility. Responsible, he naturally integrated into my memory.
There are many beautiful scenery in the world, which makes people memorable, but the scenery left in my heart is so unforgettable and meaningful, which is the witness of my love with my mother.
I remember it was Christmas Eve when I was a child. I just heard about Santa Claus and Christmas presents. Like every child, I desperately want Santa Claus's presents in the middle of the night. At dinner, I asked my parents, "Will Santa really give Christmas presents to good children?" I also put Christmas socks on the bed tonight, so I hope to get a gift from Santa Claus! ""I hope your wish can come true. " Mom said with a smile. At night, I lay in bed, looking at the stars, thinking: Will Santa Claus come to our house? Will he give me a present? I fell asleep thinking about it. I slept soundly that night. In my dream, I sat on a sleigh pulled by a red-nosed elk, singing happily and running down the hillside. ...
Open your eyes in the morning and subconsciously touch the socks at the head of the bed, which are bulging. I couldn't restrain my inner excitement and opened them carefully. "Wow!" I shouted, "This is a new pair of gloves, so beautiful!" I ran to my mother's room to show her and let her share my happiness. But why did Santa give me a pair of gloves? I can't help but draw a question mark in my mind. "Maybe he wants you to feel infinite warmth in the cold winter." My mother smiled mysteriously, without asking, and continued to immerse herself in the joy of getting a gift.
Playing in the house in the afternoon, I came across a line written on my mother's ledger: Daughter's new gloves, 15 yuan. "Hey? When did mom buy me gloves? " Looking at the gloves from Santa Claus, I seem to understand something. I ran to my mother's room and hugged her tightly. At that moment, my heart was particularly excited. I nestled in my mother's arms, and her mother stroked my hair affectionately. This moment constitutes a beautiful scenery in my memory.
Mother's love shines in my heart like sunshine, which keeps me from being cold in winter. Hugging my mother reminds me of a song: "I can whisper on your shoulder;" Snuggling in your arms will take you home; Hold your hand, not afraid of wind and rain; Listen to your dream flower ... "
This matter will remain in my heart forever like a warm scenery. Although times have changed, I am no longer as naive as I was at the beginning, but my mother's love for me and my mother's knees is even deeper. ...