How time flies! It's been a long time in a blink of an eye, but I still haven't recovered from the shock of that day.
That day, my mother and I went to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books. After buying, my mother and I were walking back with heavy bags on our backs. Suddenly, I found a group of people not far ahead. Out of the nature of joining in the fun (according to my mother's words, where there is excitement, there is my figure), I am also reckless, pulling my unintelligible mother into the crowd and wanting to see this lively "center". With that pile of books as a "way", we soon squeezed into the center. I saw a schoolgirl kneeling on the ground with a piece of cardboard in front of her. I thought to myself: this must be another student doing tutoring to earn tuition. I'm used to this phenomenon. So, I took my mother out. At this time, my mother gave me a hand and said, "Look, it seems that I didn't write anything about being a tutor." I looked at the cardboard, and it did. On it, I wrote a sentence neatly: "I want to take my father home." I read it, but I still didn't agree: "Why take dad home when you have nothing to do?" This is definitely a scam. "I deliberately said this sentence loudly. My mother quickly took my hand. "Why? "I asked." See again? "
I rubbed my eyes and looked at what was next to the cardboard-the cremation certificate; Then I looked at the people who just heard what I said and looked at me coldly; I also looked at the female student who was already crying, and I was silent-my heart seemed to have been stabbed by a sword, which was very painful. I bowed to her and said apologetically, "I'm sorry." Then take out the 10 that was originally intended to buy snacks. When people around you saw it, they also extended a "helping hand" to female students. Soon, the butterfly-like RMB filled her hands. When she saw the hope of bringing her father's urn home, she smiled through tears and thanked us assiduously.
After a while, when the money was enough, the girl student walked slowly to the railway station with our donations, our blessings and our expectations for her future.
【】 A Scene 450-word Composition Earth Home Hao Tingting Seen from the moon, the earth we live in is round and covered with beautiful blue clothes, which of course accounts for seven tenths of the world's oceans.
As we all know, the ocean is the cradle of life.
In that deep and vast underwater world, thousands of creatures live, and they live and multiply freely.
Because of their existence, our home will be more beautiful.
God gave the earth to human management, and how did humans repay it? Since ancient times, wars have continued, killings have continued, and countless people have been killed. In order to satisfy their own selfish desires, human beings will dig up all the treasures on the earth by any means.
To this day, there are still wars, for oil, for land, for ... Is this the so-called "civilized world"? With the development of industry, the threats faced by nature are increasing day by day, and the mountains of garbage and harmful gases made by human beings are tearing at her all the time.
There is a hole in the ozone layer over the Arctic, the global temperature is rising year by year, and the land is swallowed up by the desert day and night ... After all, there is a limit to patience, and nature has begun to punish us.
Birds, animals, insects, fish and herbs inexplicably lost their innate nature and aura, went crazy and depressed for no reason, leaving some grotesque offspring.
Blind reclamation, deforestation and logging have brought floods, landslides, soil erosion, destruction of turf vegetation and land desertification.
The earth has sent us strong protests and warnings again and again! However, human beings are still stubborn, still illegally killing rare animals and developing biochemical weapons. Although there is legal protection at present, there are still many hidden concerns.
The desolate beaches of the Neil Islands are littered with the remains of young gulls, eggs that cannot hatch and abandoned gull nests.
Holt Island in Catgart Canyon is full of dead seals ... The once beautiful bay has now become a terrible hell.
"At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue.
"In the long run, such a scene, even can only be seen in a dream.
How can we not feel shocked and confused in the face of the thrilling scenes caused by human beings themselves? How can we not let people have endless troubles? As long as we look at the reports on environmental pollution in recent years, many incidents in China are even more surprising and worrying.
Therefore, today we are responsible for what we have done. As the saying goes, "it is a great kindness to know your mistakes and correct them." .
The earth is the only space for us to live, but we are not the only creatures on the earth. When there are only human beings left on the earth, it is the day when human beings perish, so please take care of our earth.
Today, another island will disappear from the horizon; Tomorrow, another species will be extinct from the earth.
In the face of the crisis that synthetic chemicals may destroy mankind and the earth, ignorance and callousness only mean waiting for death. What we need is: active, decisive and effective actions arising from anxiety.
Love her green mountains and green waters, love her green grass and blue sky ... I play and laugh with butterflies in the fragrant flowers in the field; In the lush forest, I chase and sing with birds; Early in the morning, I went for an outing in Yuan Ye with light steps. The mist filled the air, like a piece of white gauze floating gently in the air.
Sucking the flowers and enjoying the sunshine bath, I am intoxicated in this ecstatic dream; In the evening, I sat in a farmhouse with fragrant rice, looking up at the bright stars and listening to cicadas and frogs, as if I were in a fairy tale kingdom.
In spring, I sit on the back of a cow and listen to the pastoral melody and melodious flute on the endless grassland.
In summer, I sat in a boat, paddled the green lake, and watched the seagulls skim across the vast lake lightly; In autumn, I stand under the tree, expecting the golden leaves to fall one by one; In winter, I stand at the window and admire the snowflakes flying in the air.
My heart is drunk in this picturesque fairyland! Since ancient times, many poets and writers have been praising the beauty of the earth.
"Nature" has become the best material for them to write poems and compositions.
"The sky is wild, and the wind sees cattle and sheep.
"This poem tells the beauty of nature.
Painters like to draw a picture in the countryside with fresh air.
Once upon a time, people hacked and hacked, destroying the ecological balance of nature.
Dunes swallowed thousands of hectares of fertile land, and floods washed away lovely homes.
The earth should be in its prime, but she is obviously old.
Her beautiful forest hair has turned yellow and fallen off; Beautiful blue sea clothes were stained with oil; The solid atmospheric jacket was damaged into a hole; Her numerous children-fish, birds, birds and animals-are few now; The river, her blood vessels, have long been filled with sand and tired liquid ... So day after day, year after year, she lost her healthy body, leaving only difficult support and painful * * *.
Since the birth of our mother, the earth, she has created everything beautiful for her children, human beings.
"Flowers, white clouds, blue sky, sea ..." became her best gift to mankind.
Finally, we were born under her meticulous care.
As a human being, the child of Mother Earth, shouldn't we try our best to protect her? However, for their own survival, or for a better life, ruthless human beings have extended their claws to their mothers and destroyed the ozone layer around the earth. Clear rivers become turbid, dense forests become flustered, blue sky becomes gloomy, green hills become bare, mudslides, forest fires, animal extinction and serious water shortage, and a series of disasters make our mother earth unbearable.
And we are facing the reality of the destruction of the earth.
The earth is calling! Perhaps "a hundred mountains without birds, a thousand paths without footprints" is the most true portrayal of the consequences of destroying Mother Earth.
Gu once said that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
The historical responsibility of protecting the environment and maintaining ecological balance will fall on us. ...
Composition, that scene, I can't forget that scene, let me forget it. This is a past that I can't forget. The origin of this past happened in August last year, and the scene at that time is still vivid, leaving a deep notch on my tender heart.
I remember one day in the summer vacation.
It was a sunny morning, and I got up from the warm bed very early.
When I got up, the first thing I saw was that the sky had just appeared.
I thought: this day will be brilliant.
Thinking, I went to the bathroom. After I washed my face and put my toothbrush away, the sky suddenly lit up ... so after I had breakfast, I rode my bike around the street.
Suddenly, I saw a thrilling scene: in that crowded street, a wrinkled, weather-beaten middle-aged woman with messy hair cried out to the crowd: "Have pity on my child!" " Give us charity! Poor; Poor ... "A little boy and a middle-aged woman with paralyzed left foot and ragged clothes were sitting on the street, holding a broken rice bowl in their hands and writing on the ground:" Please! Have pity on us! We haven't eaten for days, so give something! My child has been paralyzed since childhood; No money for treatment.
Have pity on our mother and son! Look at that line and the little boy's half-closed eyes; Rough hands and thin neck; Let me feel sad, and look at his ragged clothes and paralyzed left foot, which makes me unable to control my mood, not to mention this wrinkled, weather-beaten face and that middle-aged mother with messy and greasy hair! Right? So I felt in my pocket and took out my tight money 10 yuan. With tears in my eyes, I held the money in my hand and sympathetically handed it to the boy's broken bowl. Looking at the little boy's hand and Cang Sang who doesn't belong to this age, I can't forget that scene for a long time.
I think: everyone has something or someone that can't be forgotten. Missing will pass through your soul like sand and gently open the window of your heart.
Do you think so?
What a wonderful composition scene? Life is like poetry, and there is no end to poetry. Life is like tea, and the fragrance of tea is full of affection; Life is like a song, which is hard to stay in the depths; Life is like wine, when you are drunk, wine will make you laugh ... put down your sentimental romance novels and dry the tears in your eyes. I pushed Molly's mother aside while she was pruning. "Mom, do you love Dad?" My mother was intrigued by my question, and then "jumped" and laughed and pointed at my head. "You read too many romance novels.
""mom, tell me! " Mother was forced to smile and say, "Just like this jasmine flower.
"After listening to my mother's answer, I am also confused. I was just about to ask, my mother can flash faster than the Monkey King.
When the Spring Festival came, it was supposed to be a reunion day. But my mother was admitted to the hospital. Coincidentally, my father just came back from a business trip. Before leaving, my mother repeatedly told me, "Be sure to let your father have a good rest and tell him about my hospitalization after dinner.
"But my father didn't listen to my elaborate lies after all, and hurried to the hospital as soon as he came back.
My father didn't come home that night.
The next morning, I took a bunch of carefully trimmed jasmine flowers to see my mother.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the ward, I was shocked by what I saw: my father was sitting by the bed, gently feeding my mother breakfast.
Perhaps because he was afraid of scalding his mother, he blew it carefully with his mouth, and it was safely delivered to her mouth. Finally, he carefully helped her lie down and gently covered her with a quilt.
I didn't expect a careless father to have such a careful side.
My eyes lit up.
Maybe my cough bothers my father. He came out and whispered, "Go in and see your mother. I have work to do at work.
"I pushed the door and went in, plugged in the bunch of jasmine flowers, gently opened the curtains, and a bunch of sunshine sneaked in through the window. The whole room is romantic and warm.
Look at the sleeping mother, with a smile on her lips.
I suddenly understood that sentence: just like this jasmine flower.
My romance novels have disappeared from my bookcase because I found a volume of sentimental novels around me. Although it is not as earth-shattering as Qiong Yao's and romantic and warm as Xi Juan's, it does exist.
A touching scene or an exciting scene. An exciting scene. Gunshots, laughter, shouts, cheers ... the playground rang.
Scenes of exciting moments appeared in front of my eyes again and again.
The students in our class looked around and finally ushered in this day, that is, the sports meeting. Everyone in the class said, "We must win or lose with Class Two and Class Three!" "I have a fire in my heart: why hasn't the women's 60 meters started yet? An exciting news reached my ears and I ran to the playground quickly.
There are many people on the playground.
Some are warming up, some are playing ball games, and some ... I am standing at the starting line again, and my heart suddenly jumps in the face of strong players.
There was a bang, and a wild horse ran wildly on the playground. I flew to the finish line of 60 meters like an arrow leaving the string.
The four athletes behind me followed closely.
10m, 9m, 8m, 7m, 6m ... "Ni Huidan, come on!" The cheers of classmates, the encouragement of teachers, and the whistling wind are calling in my ears.
Time is getting tight, only 5 meters away from the finish line.
I ran faster and faster and bravely rushed to the finish line.
"Is it broken?" I discussed a lot with my classmates. 9.44 seconds didn't break. I walked in dismay. From grade three to grade five, I broke the school record every year, but I didn't break it this year.
My tears seem to be coming out, and my teachers and classmates comfort me: "It's okay, you have tried your best!" " "Back in class, the students cheered when they knew that I had won the first prize.
After the game, the playground was boiling again. "Bang, bang ..." This deafening gunshot echoed over the campus again and again.
An Unforgettable Scene An Unforgettable Scene The beginning and end of the composition On Wednesday afternoon, my cousin and I came home from school. Suddenly, we saw a large group of people on the roadside forming a big circle, and there were bursts of laughter from time to time.
The crowd is very crowded.
It happened that my cousin was carrying a small bench, and I was standing on the small bench she was carrying.
At first glance, it turned out to be an old man who was nearly 60 years old.
I just thought about it, and when I look carefully, these two monkeys are covered in mud and yellow, with long heads and tails, and their hair is shining in the light of Yang Xue.
I was shocked. Isn't this the golden monkey, a national first-class protected animal? How can anyone play in the street? I can't wait to tell my uncle in front of everyone that the golden monkey is a national protected animal. It's cruel of you to hit it. How painful! However, I don't even dare to eat leopard gall! But I saw this scene and kept it in my heart.
Today, I can finally open my diary and write down this "unforgettable scene" ...
One month after the earthquake, it was my grandfather's birthday.
Busy aunt decided to show her talents after the disaster, cook a delicious meal and celebrate grandpa's birthday.
My cousin and I are very happy. We are too greedy, thanks to my grandfather.
My cousin and I watched TV in the living room, waiting for a good meal.
An hour later, the smell of cooking in the kitchen filled the whole room, and my cousin and I were drooling.
Keep shouting: "When can I eat?" "ouch!" It happened that at this time, the aunt exclaimed: "Braised carp can't be without vinegar! You two kids go downstairs to the supermarket to buy a bottle of vinegar! " Say that finish, aunt took out a hundred-dollar bill for me.
Holding the money, my cousin and I ran out of the door and went straight to the supermarket downstairs.
There are many kinds of vinegar in the supermarket, including Shanxi Baoning vinegar, aged vinegar and our local "Baiweixuan" red vinegar. Which one should we choose? Seeing that I was hesitant, my cousin was anxious and said, "Hurry up, either one will do, or the fish will be stubborn if it is late!" " ""that won't do. If you don't choose vinegar, the fish is not delicious! " I said.
Aunt from the supermarket came to suggest buying Shanxi Baoning vinegar.
We will pay at the cashier.
I felt in my pocket and was dumbfounded. There is nothing in my pocket. Where did the money go? "Do you have money?" I asked my cousin anxiously.
"Didn't mom give you money?" My cousin stared and said.
Shit! 1 yuan is a trivial matter, but 100 yuan is a big deal! If you lose money, you will be scolded by your aunt.
Thought of here, my tears suddenly flowed out.
"Go home!" Cousin said with a bitter face, "explain to mom that she won't blame us, and we didn't mean to."
When the aunt in the supermarket saw this situation, she said, "Go back and look for the original road. Maybe you can find it.
"Hearing this, I immediately ran out, searching like a carpet all the way, hoping that I could be thousands of miles away and strive for every opportunity to find money.
"What are the two babies doing?" Just as my cousin and I looked down carefully, grandpa's voice came from behind.
I was in tears again. "I lost my money ..." "Guawazi, I left my money in the house. How careless I am! " Grandpa patted me on the head and said lovingly, "Don't be so aggressive next time!" " "Listen to grandpa, I smile through tears.
Cousin also jumped up happily: "How come! Great, mom won't scold us.
"Accompanied by grandpa, we bought vinegar, but when we got home, the fish was already on the table.
My aunt waited by, only borrowed two spoonfuls of vinegar from her neighbor's mother-in-law.
My sister jumped up and cheered happily: "The money is back, and the fish is not stubborn. Great, let's eat! " "My grandfather's 60th birthday after the disaster is an unforgettable day for me.
Touching scene in May, this is a season full of flowers and vitality.
However, this May has brought infinite sadness to Sichuan, China.
May 2 14: 28, when we were still in the classroom, immersed in the happy ocean of learning, where Sichuan was unprepared to meet the arrival of death, a rare 8.0-magnitude earthquake came to Sichuan, a land of abundance.
Death has befallen the people of Sichuan again and again. In the contest between life and death, the strong sons and daughters of China showed touching scenes: the little girl who was still studying with a lamp under the ruins, and the officers and men who died heroically in the disaster ... All these were deeply imprinted in the hearts of every China person, leaving us with eternal sadness and deep feelings.
It was in the Democratic Primary School in Shigu Town, Fan Shi, and the voice of reading came from time to time in the school.
Teacher Yuan Wenling is teaching first-grade pupils to read and write. Unexpectedly, the talons of death have reached everyone's head.
Suddenly, the earth began to shake violently, and people shook with it.
A word "earthquake" immediately flashed through teacher Yuan Wenling's mind! She shouted, "Earthquake! Students, come with me quickly.
"But the young first-year students don't know what an earthquake is, so they are stunned and sit there at a loss.
Only some students ran out after the teacher.
Teacher Yuan Wenling turned around and saw that many of her students had not run out yet. Regardless of the danger, she turned and rushed into the crumbling teaching building.
At that time, Teacher Yuan Wenling had only one belief in her heart: Save again! Be sure to save all the students! Every time, she tried her best to save more children.
When she rushed into the dangerous teaching building again, her children would never see their dear and respectable teacher Yuan Wenling's forever young life in that land.
Bang, the building is gone, and people are gone. Her youth will always be fixed at the age of 26 ... When the rescuers found Yuan Wenling under the thick concrete slab a few days later, the scene in front of them made people burst into tears. Under the thin body of Teacher Yuan Wenling, she still clung to a student ... Later, according to statistics, Teacher Yuan Wenling always saved 6544.
She is just a mature big child herself, and she said to the child at a critical juncture, "Don't be afraid, son! The teacher is by your side ... "Teacher Yuan Wenling waged an unyielding struggle against death for her students, leaving hope for the children, but she is willing to dedicate her precious life and her love life, all for the children.
In this natural disaster, I don't know how many people lost their lives, and I don't know how many people lost their lives. But it is also in this natural disaster that we are moved by the touching rescue scene. There are too many lovely people like Yuan Wenling who sacrificed their most precious lives for the safety of others.
There was great love after the disaster, and the earthquake brought us endless sadness. China people who have experienced this earthquake know more about what love is. I believe that under the leadership of the CPC Central Committee, we will definitely rebuild Sichuan, the land of abundance!
This article entitled "A scene in the street" woke me up and my busy day began again.
I had a quick breakfast and went to school with my schoolbag on my back.
Suddenly, I stopped. I was shocked by a scene: a puppy grabbed an uncle, and the uncle picked up a stone and threw it at the puppy. Just then, a bitch rushed out of the grass and stood in front of the puppy. She let out a scream and the bitch was hit by a stone and fell down.
It writhed in pain, and the puppy licked the bitch's face. I seem to hear the dog say, "Mom, Mom, I'm hungry …" My heart seems to have been pricked by a needle.
My uncle picked up the stone and tried to throw it out. I grabbed the stone from his hand and said angrily, "Are you ashamed?" The dog attacks you by instinct. It doesn't want to bite you. It's still a puppy ... "I turned to look at the puppy. It looks very lovable. I really don't understand why I called for a little thing.
When I looked back, my uncle seemed ashamed and gave me some meat to feed it.
I took them to a relatively flat roadside and gave the meat to the bitch. Unexpectedly, she actually gave the meat to the puppy! Ah! Motherly love, you are the greatest power in the world! Mom, you are the greatest person in the world! Original address://dxzw/rj/201005/11814.
Touching Scene 500-word composition: A touching scene. It was cloudy on Saturday night, and it rained in Mao Mao from time to time.
Several domestic swallows are playing carefree on the road.
Suddenly, a big truck roared past.
My heart tightened and I couldn't help closing my eyes.
I know something unfortunate has happened.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw a black swallow lying alone in the middle of the road.
It's dying and its eyes are slightly closed. The eyes, which were full of vitality, are now dim, and it can be felt from its trembling body and small claws that it is enduring great pain.
Weak, it makes a small "chirp" sound, as if it were asking for help from its companion.
At this time, another gray swallow came over and said kindly to Xiaohe, "Brother, get up quickly, don't sleep, we have to continue playing games!" " "Gray spread his wings and pushed it hard, but it was still the same, motionless.
Gray stared at it anxiously and tried his best to wait for it to wake up.
After a long time, Xiaohei's body became stiff.
Gray implored and called affectionately, even his voice was hoarse, but to no avail, he shed sad tears.
It knows that its brother is dead.
It spread its wings to pull its brothers back to the nest, but only in the air, they fell heavily.
Gray tried again and again. It was getting dark and he was exhausted. He had to give up and fly away step by step.
I want to tell mankind: If you drive slowly, if you learn to be modest, then Blackie will not die.
To say the least, we should protect birds and cherish every life.
In my memory, there are not many unforgettable scenes that I can never forget.
But in the biggest disaster I have experienced in my short life of more than ten years-5.12 earthquake, there is a picture that jumps in front of my eyes from time to time every day, so vivid.
A trace of sadness, eternal power, inspired me to keep moving forward.
Moving scenes in an earthquake, such as tides.
What moved me most was a picture of a girl reading a book with a flashlight in the ruins when she was rescued.
She said, "It's dark down there. I'm scared.
I am cold and hungry, and I can only relax my fear by reading! Her honesty, like her strength, moved the audience. The girl may not realize that this picture has condensed into an eternity, which will be permanently fixed in the history of human disasters and become a proof of great human nature.
No disaster is what human beings want, but their appearance is the best test of human nature and a valuable asset to promote human experience and spiritual growth.
While suffering from natural disasters, human beings have actually gained valuable experience.
There is no doubt that the little girl studying in the ruins taught us a kind of wisdom and experience of survival rather than the most tenacious side of human nature, that is, learning to use natural spiritual weapons to make life glow with the strongest instinct.
The little girl also told us that books are not only a force for social progress, but also an important tool for making a living, a ladder to success and a spiritual force that warms people's hearts.
Cold ruins, the night where there is nowhere to cry, death is approaching, and the temperature of books warms a tender childlike innocence.
What moved me most was that the little girl's bravery came from her confidence in the motive force of human spirit.
When she understands, it is a kind of redemption, and the spirit will not lose its foundation in life. This unrecognizable understanding makes the watch in the disaster a kind of beauty! The power of a small life, multiplied by 65.438+0.3 billion, will merge into an ocean of love.
No matter how difficult it is, divided by 65.438+0.3 billion, there are only four big characters left: unity is strength! Changfeng caressed, crying and singing! Brothers, sisters and children, this is a disaster. You are lucky to be alive, so you should live well. Put away your sadness and pain. We are your relatives, so let's stay together forever. We are your relatives, we will be together forever, and never leave!
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