Touching story composition 1
Some things fade with the passage of time, but some things can't be forgotten for a long time, because it has been deeply engraved in my heart. It is a stone fixed in the mind, a tree growing on the land of memory and a pearl living in a shell. It is it that makes you deeply moved and keeps you in mind.
I remember once, I was playing on the playground, and suddenly I tripped over a classmate and fell heavily on the steps. Bright red blood flowed from my head and dripped on the steps. After learning the news, my class teacher, Mr. Wang, rushed to the scene at the first time, picked me up and ran to the hospital regardless of the willy-nilly. I felt the teacher's shortness of breath at that time. She must have been very anxious! In the step-by-step progress, Mr. Wang's head was covered with sweat ... When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor asked me to lie in the hospital bed and do a detailed examination. After the examination, he said, "Nothing serious, just a skin injury. Just a few stitches. " Hearing this, the teacher breathed a deep sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging was finally put down. I see all this in my eyes and keep it in my heart. Teacher Wang touched my hand gently and said, "Does it hurt?" "A little." The teacher smiled and said, "The doctor said nothing, just a few stitches." Looking at the teacher's gentle face, I suddenly felt a warm current rising from my heart, and my heart was moved beyond words!
This matter has been engraved in my heart, that scar has been left on my forehead, and the gentle face of the teacher has been lingering in my mind. I will experience many things in my life, but that one is the most shocking thing for me! Full of lotus flowers is the most elegant; Among all the mountains, it is the towering top! It's unforgettable, in my heart forever!
Miss Wang, you are the most beautiful rainbow in my heart!
Touching thing composition 2
When I was a child, I experienced many things, such as raindrops in summer, which surprised me and made me happy, but there is one thing I can't forget.
This happened when I was very young. That night, I suddenly had a high fever. At that time, I was lying in bed and vaguely heard the sound of the collision of medicine boxes. After a while, I saw a figure coming towards me under the dim light of the white woven lamp in the living room. The figure was getting closer and clearer, and finally I saw that it was my mother. My mother dressed me and picked me up. In a daze, I heard the sound of the door latch pulling. I understood that my mother was taking me to the hospital. I heard the rain in the corridor. I thought: It must be raining outside. My mother didn't wear a raincoat. What if she gets wet? Almost to the door. When I curled up to "meet" the storm outside, a soft thing blocked the sky above me, and at the same time blocked the raindrops falling rapidly from the sky. Take a closer look, ah! That's mom's clothes. Mom must be wet. After a long time, we went to the hospital and lost a few bottles of liquid before our condition improved.
I nestled in my mother's arms, looked up and saw a butterfly outside the window resting on a flower branch wet by rain, facing the morning sun and stirring its beautiful wings.
Touching thing composition 3
On Sunday afternoon, something happened in the vegetable market, which moved me very much.
That afternoon, because there were guests coming, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people because I had to buy pens. In desperation, we went to a roadside food stall to buy food. The stall owner is an old man, and you can tell at a glance that he is a weather-beaten old farmer.
Mother asked the price and began to bargain with him. But the uncle who sells vegetables haggles over every ounce and refuses to drop a dime. I urged my mother impatiently. Mom was also anxious, so she quickly went to weigh the food and pay the money. I left in a hurry. Who knows, on the way, my mother found the key missing. What should I do? There will be guests at home in the future! My mother searched in her bag for a while, but she couldn't find it. There was a disappointed expression on my mother's face: it must have fallen on that stall! If you lose something, who will return it to you? Not to mention that haggle over every ounce old man. Just admit your bad luck!
After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try her luck, so we went to the market again.
It was already evening when we arrived, and there were few people in the market. In the dim light, we saw the old man still there, looking around as if waiting for someone. My mother and I stepped forward, and grandpa recognized us at once. He handed the key to my mother with wrinkled hands, and my mother thanked me again and again, and we all laughed.
Looking at this simple grandfather, what can I say? A sense of guilt arises from this. May good people live a safe life!
Touching thing composition 4
In life, we see many things that people care about and help each other; A warm hand, an encouraging word and a cool glass of water all convey a true feeling. Whenever I see a bike, I think of it.
It was a Saturday morning and it was as hot as a steamer. I am pushing my "little zebra" out for a ride. However, when I got on the bike, I found that the rear tire was flat, so I had to push the bike to the repair shop. The uncle who repaired the bicycle examined it carefully and found that the rear tire of the bicycle was punctured and needed to be replaced. But it costs twenty yuan to change a tire. I am a pupil. Why do I have so much money? I felt whether the only dollar in my pocket was inflationary, and I was as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. But my uncle didn't seem to notice my predicament, so he quickly turned over the car and needed to be repaired. As soon as I saw it, I had to falter and say, "Uncle, I ... I don't have that much money with me." Hearing this, the uncle smiled and said, "Never mind, just ask your father to bring money tomorrow." After listening to his words, my hanging heart finally settled down and I watched him repair the car with confidence. I saw this uncle knocking here for a while, hitting there for a while, and finally putting on new tires. My uncle clapped his hands with satisfaction and returned the car to me. I was so moved that I promised my uncle to bring my father to pay the money tomorrow and slowly pushed the car away. I got on my bike and drove home. The cool breeze blowing from my ear makes me feel that the weather is no longer hot and my mood becomes very comfortable. I am more grateful to my uncle who repaired the car. It was his enthusiasm that helped me spend a happy Saturday and made his image in my heart higher and higher. ...
In life, there are more touching things, which let us know that there are still true feelings in this world.
Touching thing composition 5
Life is made up of many things. Among these things, some make me sad, some make me happy, some make me unforgettable, and what I want to say is that I am moved. ...
Once, I went to a brush calligraphy contest, and my mother couldn't come because of something-their company had something to do, so I went alone. It began to rain soon after I went out. I didn't bring an umbrella, so I had to walk in the rain. Finally, I got on the bus and got in. Never thought-alas, it will get wet again in the future (we are playing in the open air, so it's strange not to get wet). Running into the competition field, I was very disappointed to see more than one parent around those children. Everyone else has an umbrella, but I don't, alas.
At the beginning of the game, I was still caught in the rain and the paper was a little wet-this was the result of my efforts to cover it. At this time, I want my mother to be by my side with an umbrella, but this is an imagination. Well, keep writing. After I finished writing a word, a figure came over and blocked my wet body with an umbrella. I looked at it, "Mom! There you are! " My mother smiled and I asked her, "What are you doing here? No deduction? " Mother said, "silly child, what should I do if I catch a cold?" Besides, money is not as important as you in this competition! " "I shed tears, which are touching tears. How tall my mother is at this time! I said softly, "Mom, I love you. "In this competition, I won the first prize of Chongqing Extracurricular Cup. How grateful I am to my mother!
My mother is not worried about money, but about my health. She was also worried about the competition, which really touched me. This is really worthy of a poem: "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are precious ..."