Excellent composition of true feelings 1 "There are true feelings everywhere in the world, and true feelings always warm people's hearts". Indeed, not long ago, an old man made me understand the true meaning of this sentence.
On Saturday afternoon, my aunt and I went to buy potatoes and go to the food stall selling potatoes. I saw a white-haired old man selling potatoes, slightly hunched and wrinkled, like dried bark. Aunt said to buy two pounds of potatoes, and the old man said, "Sanyuan A Jin." Aunt began to bargain, and the old man refused to pay a penny. Time goes by, dusk comes unconsciously, and the sunset is about to set. I took menstruation's hand anxiously and urged her to hurry up. Aunt paid the money in a hurry, then picked up the potatoes and turned away.
When I got on the bus, I suddenly saw my aunt's pocket was empty, so I asked her, "Aunt, where is your wallet?" My aunt subconsciously touched her pocket and said anxiously, "Oh, I may have left it on the stall!" " "When I was about to go back, I quickly grabbed her and said," The old man said that he would not reduce the price, let alone the wallet. "My aunt is not sure, so she said, let's try.
Back to the vegetable market, almost all the vegetable sellers left, and we were a little annoyed. Suddenly, I saw an old, slightly hunched figure, as if looking for something. I looked intently, and it was an old man! He seemed to see us, smiled, walked quickly and handed him his aunt's wallet. My aunt paused and took it, very touched. She took out a hundred-dollar bill and gave it to the old man. The old man waved, but my aunt accepted the money. The old man smiled and said, "This is what I should do, not money." At that moment, I was ashamed. I misunderstood this kind and simple old man. Really wrong!
Until now, I can't forget the old man's face and his heart of gold. I hope more and more people like old people will fill the world with true feelings!
Love is like honey, which can make the heart sweet; Caring, like icing on the cake, helps everyone out of trouble and sends expectations to the lost people.
One day, my mother asked me to go to the sales market to buy a bottle of soy sauce. I answered, and then went out to the sales market. The sales market is noisy, and the shelves are full of colorful vegetables and fruits. All the sales markets are mixed with the propaganda and bargaining voices of small vendors.
I bought a better soy sauce and prepared to go home in advance. At this time, a battery car rushed at me, and I quickly banned it. The car didn't hit, but it overturned a vegetable basket on the side of the road. Red tomatoes fell to the ground and rotted a lot. The car buyer just apologized and left.
The vendor is an old woman. Of course I'm impatient to see a laundry list of tomatoes like this. I cried when I saw that the car buyer had just apologized. Everyone quickly gathered around. Some of them said that the person who bought the car had no quality, others said that grandma was too unlucky, but no one wanted to help her. I feel sorry for her and want to help her, but there is no money in my bag. Because my mother only gave me money to buy soy sauce, it was not unnecessary, so even if I sympathize, I can't help it.
At this time, an aunt squeezed into the crowd. She took out more than one hundred yuan from her bag and gave it to her grandmother. She said, "Don't worry, Aunt, just consider us buying this box of tomatoes." The old lady said, "this ... how can this work?" Girl, you ... "Aunt shook her head and disappeared in the group.
Looking at my aunt's distant back, I felt a warm current in my heart. "If everyone gives a little love, the world will be happier and happier." This song is floating in my heart.
I helped an aunt last Saturday, and now I think it's beautiful.
That day, my mother gave me 100 yuan to go to the supermarket to buy a bag of flour. I excitedly went to the supermarket to get a bag of flour, paid for it, and rushed out of the supermarket like an arrow. When I went downstairs, I saw an aunt in a supermarket uniform with two big bags in her hands and her hands were red. Seeing her panting, I can't help thinking: how can aunt carry such two big bags by herself? Thinking of this, I ran to my aunt without hesitation and said, "Aunt, let me help you with your bag!" " "Aunt said in surprise," this package is very heavy, you may not be able to carry it! ""I said positively, "I'm sure I can carry it!" My aunt looked at my unwavering attitude and said shyly, "OK! You help me gently carry this bag! " Before my aunt finished, I put aside the flour in my hand and rushed to pick up the bag in my aunt's hand. It's really heavy, like a thousand pounds.
But I decided to help her. I tried my best to nurse, took the stairs to stop, took the stairs to stop ... With my aunt's care and greetings, I finally helped her move things into the supermarket. My aunt saw that I was so tired that my face turned red and repeatedly said, "Thank you, little friend. Which school and class are you in?" I said I was a student in an experimental primary school, and then I picked up my flour and ran away! In the distance, I heard my aunt say, "Thank you-thank you-children-friends!" " "
That is, last Saturday, I found that no matter how small your strength is, you can help others. You have helped others, and you will be happy without being praised by others.
Love is the spring breeze of the world, love is the source of life, and true feelings are everywhere. I believe this sentence is deeply felt by everyone.
Once after dinner, I went to the sand pool to play as usual, and there were many single and double shots around. "Jingle", big brothers and sisters are climbing the parallel bars. Looking at their dexterous figures, I have an indescribable yearning in my heart. I think I should try it. So, I came to the shortest double knife.
I grabbed the parallel bars with both hands like a big brother, kicked my feet and put them on the parallel bars. Finally, I propped myself up on all fours. I tried my best to suck milk, support myself, support myself, support myself, and finally support myself. I was overjoyed and laughed on the parallel bars. Inadvertently, my hand was released, and with a bang, I fell down with severe pain.
When I woke up, I found myself in the school doctor's room. The doctor said to me, "nothing serious, just a scratch." You must pay attention next time. " "So, did you bring it?" "No, I don't have that time. It is an aunt who hugs you. She was next to you when you fell off the parallel bars. " "How do you know she's not my mother?" "It's very simple, because she picked you up and left immediately." I looked out of the window, it was already dark, and I was moved to tears. "By the way, she paid you." "What's her name?" "She didn't say."
I don't know her, but she is very generous. I suddenly understood that there is true love everywhere in the world, and love is around.
In the evening, before it was dark, a strong wind suddenly blew, and raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky. Some pedestrians on the roadside are running at a brisk pace, some are struggling with umbrellas, and some are sheltering from the rain under the eaves. There is constant traffic on the road, and a red brake light makes people breathless. The air becomes dull. ...
After the training class, I walked home with an umbrella. Suddenly, I found an old lady hiding under a big tree. Most of her clothes were wet by the rain. Seeing her looking around in a hurry, I think it's too late to wait for the help of good people from the rain. I walked over with an umbrella, smiled and put it on her, and asked, "Grandma, do you want me to help you send it under the eaves?" You hide from the rain over there and go home when it stops! "The old woman smiled and said to me," No, young man, my home is in the neighborhood across the street. If you send me to the door of the community, I can go home. " "Well, I'll go with you." I said.
I held an umbrella in one hand and dragged my grandmother across the sidewalk in the other, carefully crossing the sidewalk that was crowded into a crack by the car. The water on the road has not reached our calves, so we walked slowly in the water. The cars passing by us drive very slowly. I think it's because the driver is worried that water will splash on us. Grandma and I looked at the water on the ground and the passing cars, and we all laughed. ...
"Thank you, young man!" Grandma said, "My home is in this building." "Goodbye, Grandma," I said. I watched my grandmother cross the corridor and suddenly felt uncomfortable-several pairs of eyes were staring at me. ...
The rain in early summer is so sudden and cool, and the world in the rain is so fresh and warm. I'm a little excited in the rain.
Students are our best partners in study. The love of classmates is the simplest and purest.
It was a physical education class, a running race, which was very intense. I sprinted forward. Just when I was only one step away from the finish line, my feet were pulled by an invisible force and my body leaned forward involuntarily. There was only one thought in my mind at that time. I tripped over something on the runway and was about to fall! I subconsciously rolled towards the grass, but my knees and hands hurt-I was bleeding.
I fought back the pain and tried not to show it on my face. At this moment, a figure came running towards me. It was Liu, a student who was spurned by his classmates. He offered to help me, but he raised my hand, put it behind his neck and helped me to the infirmary. He also said it was a minor injury, which he had encountered more than a dozen times.
At the entrance of the infirmary, he knocked on the door politely and shouted a report. But after waiting for a long time, the teacher did not open the door. He just opened the door and went in. I am worried: "What should I do?" No teacher! "He didn't worry, helped me to the chair, took out the alcohol cotton and tweezers from the medicine box and said," I'll help you clean the wound. "Look at him picking up an alcohol cotton ball with tweezers to help me disinfect." Ah! It hurts! "I screamed, and he comforted me:" Nothing, just bear it for a while. "I nodded." Finally! "He breathed a sigh of relief. Just then, the school doctor came.
Every time I see this eternal scar on my knee, I will regard him as my eternal classmate friend and be moved by this eternal classmate friendship.
Today is Sunday. After dinner, I lay lazily in the chair. My mother saw my laziness and said that she would go for a walk with me. I had to listlessly go to the road with my mother.
I saw an elderly aunt sweeping the street. She looks about sixty years old. Her pale hair and wrinkles are really scary. Her face is very dark. I think she is tanned. The aunt still sticks to her post in such a hot day. Even at night, she still sweeps the street, watching the garbage on the road disappear little by little, and watching the road that was originally full of garbage become a clean road without garbage. Sometimes, I see her reminding people who litter not to litter. Sometimes, she will help an old man on the side of the road cross the road, or help a person who can't move things. Watching her every move, I was deeply moved. Mom understood everything when she saw me staring at that man all the time.
In her eyes, only helping others and her selfless dedication are worth learning. I decided that I would also help her sweep, so I borrowed a broom from her and began to sweep. I saw her pushing the heavy door for a pregnant woman again. When I got home, I saw a little girl and an adult sitting on the ground. I saw a happy smile on the white cheeks of adults. It seems that the adult is not her mother, and the child has been abandoned. Adults want to take in children.
There are true feelings everywhere in the world, just like this aunt and this old man sweeping the road. They are all willing to help others, even the elderly can do it. Why can't we? Old people can do good deeds, adults can do good deeds, and so can we.
Everything in life is full of warmth.
It's a clear Friday in Wan Li. I woke up from my dream and looked at the time. What? Half past seven! I'm gonna be late. I dressed in a hurry, washed and ran quickly to the bus stop. After waiting anxiously for three minutes, the bus finally came. I quickly got on the bus and found my pockets empty. I thought: I must have been in such a hurry that I forgot to bring my money. The driver looked at me and asked me what was wrong. I replied falteringly, "I ... I forgot my money." "What?" The driver changed his face and said. "I still want to take the bus if I have no money, go down!" I thought again: if you don't take this bus, it will definitely be too late. Just when I was in a hurry, an uncle sitting in the front seat heard our conversation and said to me; "No money? I'll pay for you. " So he put two yuan into the slot. I quickly thanked my uncle. Five minutes later, I finally arrived at school, and there was still a little time for class. Thanks to that uncle, I was not late. Next time I meet him, I must thank him!
Others have helped me, and of course I will help others.
That day, my mother and I went to the market to buy food. While I was picking vegetables, I found fifty yuan on the ground. I quickly picked it up and looked around for its owner. Mom knows. Look for it with me. Suddenly I found an old woman looking for something beside you. I went up to him and asked, "Grandma, are you looking for fifty dollars?" "yes." She answered. I gave her the money, and she thanked me again and again and helped others. I am very happy, too.
Yes! There is concern and help between people. The world will be a better place.
It was a windy night, and my thoughts were running fast, returning to that windy night.
"Hula", the wind roared at the top of his voice. The leaves were swaying wildly, and there was no one on the road. The wind is blowing, as if to blow the whole world away. What a cold night!
At the end of the road, a father and a daughter-father and I-came slowly.
"It's so cold!" I curled up and muttered to myself. I just got back from the night shift and was walking on my way home.
"Hula", the wind is blowing harder. "I haven't met such a cold day for a long time!" As I thought about it, I put my head deep into my coat collar. Hands kept rubbing, trying to find a trace of warmth.
"Are you cold?" Dad's warm voice suddenly sounded in my ear, probably because he saw my embarrassment at that time. "Shall I give you my coat?" Dad said, pinching my clothes with his hand. "This dress is a little thin. Please put on your father's coat. " Just after that, I took off my coat. "No, no, it's too cold. Dad, you can wear it yourself. I can live without it. " Although it was cold, I still held my hand and said. "You'd better wear it. It's not like I didn't see you freeze just now. " Dad still took off his coat and forced it on me. "Come on, we're almost home." Put on my coat, and my father walked forward casually.
I looked up at my father. Now my father is only wearing a thin white short-sleeved shirt. I think dad must be very cold. I'm wearing a big coat, which is very warm. I know it is full of dad's love. And my father's tall figure was blurred by the tears in my eyes.
Father's love is so great, just like the true feelings in this wind!
You lit a lamp for me on the dark road. It is you who guide me to the dark road; It was you who led me to the light of the dark road, making me feel-it's good to have you!
Everyone wants to meet someone who cares about you aimlessly and comforts you when you are lost. I am lucky, because that is you! I still remember that in the first grade of junior high school, we joined the badminton team together. At that time, you could all serve, and I was still groping there; So I am often scolded by the coach, which makes me want to quit the team several times; Fortunately, you appeared by my side at that time and took pains to teach me, which made me regain my confidence. At that time, the first thought in my heart: "It's good to have you!"
Look how time flies. We are already in Grade Three. Although we are in different classes and you have become the captain, you still learn from me and guide my movements every day. I lost a game to my opponent, so I was bored for a long time. Fortunately, you have always given me encouragement and support, let me out of the shadow of losing the game and achieve more brilliant results in the next game! Thank you, Captain!
You are the sun, giving me warmth; You are the light, help me to show the way; You are the target, let me identify the target; You are a mirror, let me see myself in despair and cheer up!
I will graduate in a few days. I am very grateful to you. You helped me when I was in low tide, and gave me confidence and fighting spirit when I wanted to give up most! It's good to have you!
Love, like honey, can sweeten people's hearts; Caring is like sending charcoal in the snow, helping people out of trouble and sending hope to desperate people.
One day, my mother asked me to go to the market to buy a bottle of soy sauce. I answered and went to the market. The market is noisy, the stalls are full of colorful vegetables, and the whole market is mixed with the cries of vendors and the voices of people bargaining.
I bought soy sauce and am going home. At this time, an electric car came towards me quickly, and I quickly got out of the way. The car didn't hit me, but it knocked over a vegetable basket on the side of the road. Red tomatoes fell to the ground and rotted a lot. The shopkeeper just apologized and left.
The vendor is an old woman. Seeing a basket of tomatoes missing, I was naturally anxious. Seeing that the owner just apologized, I almost cried. People quickly gathered around. Some of them say that the owner has no quality, others say that grandma is too unlucky, but no one wants to help her. I sympathize with her and want to help her, but I have no money in my pocket, because my mother only gave me money to buy soy sauce, and there is nothing extra, so even if I sympathize, there is nothing I can do.
At this time, an aunt squeezed into the crowd. She took out about 100 yuan from her bag and handed it to her grandmother. She said, "Don't worry, auntie, just consider me as buying this box of tomatoes." The grandmother said, "This. How can this work? Girl, you. " Aunt waved and disappeared into the crowd.
Looking at my aunt's distant back, I felt a warm current in my heart. "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better place." This song haunts my mind.
Excellent composition with true feelings 12 Yes! Our society is sometimes ruthless, but it does exist warmth and kindness!
Sometimes I may worry about a stranger, or I may silently send him home safely for fear that he is in danger, or I may be afraid of fighting with the bad guys because someone hurts him. All these things haunt me.
One day, I was casually walking on my way home when I heard a shrill scream and immediately pulled me back from my imaginary world. I turned my head and saw an aunt's bag robbed. I thought to myself: I thought it was a big deal. What is such a trivial matter? Well, I can only blame your bad luck. You have such a difficult thing, but nowadays people only care about themselves, and no one cares if your bag was robbed.
Who knows, a vigorous figure floated past my eyes and immediately attracted my attention, only to hear him shout: stop, don't run, put the bag down! Right in front of him, someone surrounded his way. I thought the thief had no way out, but I pulled out a sharp knife from my sleeve and pointed it at everyone and said, "Whoever doesn't get out of the way, I'll kill him." Everyone was afraid to approach, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at the vigorous uncle, waiting for him to give up and wait for him to give in, but he didn't. He went forward again and said righteously, return the package! As a primary school student, I left the scene of sword blindness and went home when no one was paying attention.
The next day, I turned on the computer and saw a news that a man wouldn't even let go of stabbing a woman to get her bag back. I was shocked. Unexpectedly, uncle couldn't let go and was stabbed three times. I want to say to my uncle: "Uncle, I admire you"!
Look! Uncle and aunt are strangers, but he can risk his life to help aunt. Won't the true feelings between people shock us?
13 The sultry weather is suffocating. Sweat flowed down my face rhythmically with the ticking of the clock. The noisy market outside gradually calmed down. I am busy at my study desk, preparing for the coming final exam. A meteor flies by, let me enjoy this short-lived beauty, which is the warmth moved by the details. ...
There seems to be footsteps approaching the door a little bit, and I stopped carefully, as if trying to make this moment quiet. Although this move was subtle and short-lived, it was still noticed by me, and my heart only fluctuated because of this detail. Is this a distrust of me? I'm waiting for a hopeful reminder from my mother and a distracting reminder from my father. However, everything is so calm.
Unconsciously, I found that this little detail has become a habit of my parents. I don't think so, and sometimes I am indignant, until I accidentally read such a passage in the book: every drop of water can reflect a colorful world; Every pair of eyes can find a perfect angle. Feel the colorful love around you with a beautiful heart, and you will find yourself surrounded by warmth.
Mom and dad lack annoying preaching, and their quiet actions give me a harmonious and free space to experience and improve myself. I think I know what to do. A breeze blew, the sweat on my face was caressed by my mother's hand, and my heart was warm and lingering.
In the details, I read the loving heart in my parents' hearts, revealing the happy feeling that people will cherish forever. I enrich my colorful and wonderful life with love. ...
Growing up is always fun. Sadness ... when we grow up, we are also bathed in the care of our parents.
Suddenly, my cell phone rang. It's my mother. I can hear her anxiety on the phone. The reason why she called was that I learned from my aunt that I had a lot of pimples on my face. As soon as I connected the phone, she asked me if the acne on my face was serious, so I didn't have to worry. It will wait for a series of words that care about me. I heard it in tears and cried and said to my mother, "I'm afraid the acne on my face will not heal, and even if it does, it will leave a scar."
"Don't be afraid, you will be fine. Don't be too stressed. You will be fine with your mother." When mom finished, I said, "Yes." Say that finish, the phone hung up. I know she called my aunt again and asked her to comfort me again.
After coming down, she contacted many people she knew and asked them if they knew any doctors or hospitals that were good at treating skin diseases. She called almost all the numbers on her mobile phone to ask them, and she ran around for me. She also came to menstruation's house to take me to the hospital for medicine.
How many nights did she stay up for my business? She often calls my aunt and asks the teacher about me. She has done a lot for me. At school, she also asked me to call her every day to explain the acne on my face.
When my aunt took me to the hospital, I called for a while to ask if my aunt had arrived, and then called to ask if she had. On the way to the hospital, my aunt received more than a dozen phone calls. After arriving at the hospital, she called and asked, "Have you seen a doctor? What did the doctor say? What's the disease? Will you leave a scar? "
My mother gave me meticulous love. She has always cared about me and helped me silently behind my back.
This is a small mountain village. There are beautiful mountains and trees here, and you can smell a sweet smell in the air.
In this small village, there is a family. Their neighbor is a lonely old woman. Grandma is too old to move. Her parents often help her sweep the floor, wash clothes and cook. The little girl is influenced by her parents and often takes the initiative to help.
On this day, the little girl went to visit her grandmother as usual. As soon as she entered the door, she found that grandma was not at home. When she was ready to leave, she found a pile of dirty clothes in the corner. She thinks it's inconvenient for grandma to wash clothes by herself, so I'd better help her! The little girl put on an apron, put her clothes in a bamboo basket and took them to the river. She squatted down and began to wash clothes. As soon as her little hand was put into the river, she shrank back and shivered, thinking that I thought the river was so cold, let alone how her elderly grandmother could resist it. So she reached into the biting river and continued to rub clothes. Her little hands were blue with cold, as if they had been stained with purple paint. She began to beat the clothes with a pestle. "Oh, it really hurts!" My little hand was smashed. But the little girl didn't give up and washed a basket of clothes.
No sooner had the clothes been hung up than grandma came back. Grandma wiped the wet corner of her eyes with coarse sleeves, and hurried forward to hug the girl's little shoulder tightly, too excited to speak. Grandma murmured, "Little girl, how can I thank you?" ! If only I had a little granddaughter like you! "
"Grandma, it doesn't matter. A good neighbour is better than a brother in the next village. Besides, I can treat you like your granddaughter. " The old man was too happy to speak.
This little girl is my good friend. I saw the light of true feelings in her. I want to learn from her, because it must be great to be helpful.