The essay 1 on caring has a warmth that can melt ice and snow, a power that can open people's hearts, and an unforgettable feeling-love. It warms the heart around me.
In that afternoon, when the bright and warm sunshine danced on my desk, the students were doing exercises. Suddenly, I wrote a wrong word, so I turned to get the correction tape from my schoolbag, and I was glad that I put the correction tape in my schoolbag last night. At the moment of turning around, I was shocked to see two classmates behind me. I acted quickly: one opened the pencil box and the other opened the schoolbag. After a few seconds, two hands reached out in front of me, and two different correction tapes were lying in their palms safely. It's my turn to freeze this time.
Then they saw the correction tape in my hand and said with a smile, "I thought you didn't bring it again!" " "I am very careless in my work. I always forget to put the correction tape when I pack my schoolbag, so they think I forgot it again. I looked back in a trance, and my unwitting deskmate said to me, "Just forget to bring it to me next time!" "He waved the correction tape in his hand. Suddenly I feel that the sand has fallen into my eyes again.
Three different correction tapes, three different but equally extended to my hands, and three different but equally related to my fiery heart. They have been trying to tolerate my carelessness and willfulness, just waiting silently, extending a warm hand to me when I am in trouble ... I looked up and didn't let the tears flow down, because I knew that I couldn't show my face covered with tears to someone who cared about me so much and loved me so much. Draw an arc around the corner of your mouth and give them the most beautiful smile. "Thank you!"
So long, surrounded by all kinds of love, numb. Until that day, I woke up and thanked all the people who loved me from the bottom of my heart. In the meantime, I will repay them. Love is around.
I have a warm home, which is the harbor of my soul. When I go back there, I will be suddenly enlightened, just like a boat lost in the sea, I have returned to my harbor.
But when we enjoy the care of our parents at home, have we ever thought about some children? They have no parents and have never felt the warmth of home. They are homeless orphans.
I have been to an orphanage once before, and all the children are happy to play hide and seek. Every child's face is filled with a happy smile. It turns out that orphanages also have happiness.
I once read a story. On a snowy night, a man left a newborn baby at the entrance of the orphanage. Fortunately, the teacher in the orphanage heard the crying and found it early. After examination, it was found to be a healthy child. Why did his parents leave her? Nobody has a reasonable explanation. A few years later, this child has grown up. Other children are lively, but she is quiet, but she is the healthiest one. She often helps other children and teachers. Later, when someone asked her if she hated her biological parents, she said without hesitation, "Why do you hate them? They may have their difficulties, or they wouldn't have given birth to me and thrown me away. I believe they should love me and I shouldn't hate them. " Ask her again, don't you want mom and dad? Once upon a time, someone saw that she was a healthy child and obedient, and wanted to adopt her, but she just wouldn't. She said: "I want to dream, but I can't just go with others." What if mom and dad come back to find me and can't find it? " After reading it, my heart was sour. At this age, this child is playing coquetry in the arms of her parents, but she is waiting for her parents in the orphanage, so obedient. What these children lack most is love. Although there is no parental education, I am more obedient and sensible than my peers.
Care is sometimes like a lamp. With this lamp, you are not afraid of anything, bringing light and warmth. I hope the world will be warmer and less indifferent, so that those orphans will no longer be lonely.
I have seen a lot, listened a lot and done a lot this semester. Among them, the things you care about are the most unforgettable. (point)
It happened on the morning of National Day. I just left school and put bags of heavy candy in the shopping cart. I'm going home by bike. I stepped on the bike with a happy mood, singing happily and thinking: how many sugar brothers should I give? ..... one? No way! No way! Too few! ..... five? No way! No way! How stingy! ..... At this moment, I was slammed to the ground with a "pass". I sat up with difficulty, and I gently stroked the painful place. I gently raised my head and looked around. I saw the ground covered with golden candy and scraps of paper, and my bike fell to the ground. Next to her, there is an aunt in her thirties and forties sitting on the ground, her arms, legs and face are all purple and blue. I suddenly became flustered and thought, "What should I do? What are we doing? I hit a man! She will definitely make me lose money! Maybe drag me to see my parents! What should I do? ..... Run while there is still a chance! " I was about to run away when suddenly a man patted me on the shoulder behind me. As soon as I turned around, ah, it was her. Now I have no chance to escape. I lowered my head and couldn't lift it heavily. I said regretfully, "Auntie … I didn't mean to …" Auntie gently stroked my head and said, "Never mind! It doesn't matter! Little girl, are you okay? Do you want to go to my home for treatment? " I can't bear it any longer. I threw myself into my aunt's arms and cried, "Aunt! How kind of you! You are really a good man! "
Yes! If each of us learns to care, the world will become better and more harmonious!
There are many kinds of love in the world. Maternal love is delicate and gentle, and father is deep and broad. However, the love from a strange aunt made me feel warm. I will never forget it.
On Sunday, I wait for my mother in the canteen at the school gate after class. But after a long time, my mother still didn't come, and I was so anxious to walk up and down the road. It's getting dark and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. It was a chilly spring season, and I was shivering with cold in the evening breeze, complaining in my heart: Why hasn't my mother come yet? It's so late, why don't you go home? I looked inside, and it turned out that my aunt in the canteen saw that I hadn't come home yet and asked curiously. I'm waiting for my mother. I answered in a trembling voice. It's windy outside, son. Come in and get warm. Don't freeze. My aunt greeted me warmly. Hey! I promised, pushed the door and entered the canteen. A hot air came head-on. How warm it is! I see you have been standing outside for a long time. Are you cold? She pointed to the phone next to her and said, call your mother quickly. I shook my head in embarrassment. I want money on the phone, but I have no money on me. How do I call? My aunt seemed to see through my mind and smiled and said to me: It doesn't matter, some aunts still have a few cents, so I picked up the phone: Mom, I'll wait for you at the roadside shop. It's warm here. Don't worry for the time being. Mom came and I ran out the door. The baby is not frozen, is it? No, touch it! I stroked my mother's cold hand with warm hands, but he didn't know that there was spring-like warmth in my heart at this time.
Until now, I will think of that warm little shop. I will give my aunt love, which still makes me feel warm.
Care, as the name implies, is care and love. With love, our world is full of warmth and peace. For example, care is everywhere. A warm greeting from others, help from others, forgiveness from others, etc. All these show that others care about you. In my life, others have helped me, among which my most unforgettable thing is my mother's care for me.
I remember one night, I suddenly had a high fever, over 39 degrees, which worried my mother. My mother dressed me at once, carried me on her back and rushed to the hospital. The doctor said I need an infusion, but I feel too painful! Think about it, if the needle goes into your skin, you have to put the needle back into the blood vessel. If you don't succeed, you have to poke the needle out and stick it again, which may cause a big bag on your hand. Just when I was imagining things, the crying of the child came from the medical room, which made me more nervous and scared. But my mother comforted me and said, "it's okay, Keqi, as long as you close your eyes and don't feel nervous, it'll only take a minute!" " "I believed my mother's words, and my mother asked the doctor to give me an infusion. But because I was still afraid, when the doctor gave me an injection, I even moved nervously, and the needle was knocked out, and the blood flowed out at once. Mother hurriedly called the nurse, wiped my blood and re-pricked the needle. This time I was obedient and sat there motionless. When the doctor left, my mother not only didn't criticize me, but also said, "our family is very brave and we are not afraid anymore." I'm so happy for you! "After listening to this sentence, I feel worse than being beaten and scolded. This time, I stopped crying after the injection.
I didn't have a fever until dawn, and my mother was relieved, but I was very happy because I not only had a fever, but also learned to care. I think: caring is not the lack of life, but our lack of discovery. Then what are you waiting for? Let's find love together and act together!
I am thirteen years old. I thrived in the care of my parents, teachers and classmates, and gradually learned to care for others. Especially one thing that happened on campus that made me understand the true meaning of love.
It was too cold that day! Come to the steaming big soup pot, which is dry fried rice. When I was filling the soup, I found Xiaoji beside me looking at the delicious soup with a sad face. Needless to say, he certainly didn't bring a soup bowl. I saw him standing there like a frosted eggplant. Always staring at the soup in other people's soup bowls, licking his lips from time to time. With more and more students cooking soup, he had to walk around the cauldron of soup, looking miserable. Finally, he left in frustration.
Back in the classroom, we were hungry and began to gobble up. Eat and drink. Some students lick their mouths from time to time, and some students make a "tut-tut" sound, as if drinking the most delicious nectar in the world. I also quickly picked up the bowl and drank two soups. Ah! How comfortable! Looking back, I caught a glimpse of Xiaoji, who was struggling to swallow dry fried rice. His Adam's apple rolled up and down. My heart is getting tighter with his rolling Adam's apple. Suddenly, his Adam's apple stopped and my heart thumped. You must be choking. I suddenly realized that I should give him the soup. Caring about others is not whether I like this person or not, but whether this person needs help!
I walked over with a steaming soup bowl and folded half the soup in my bowl into his lunch box. When he saw my behavior, his eyes were full of gratitude. Say "thank you!" I looked down and drank the soup with relish, and my face was full of satisfaction. I felt very happy, with a smile on my face, and thought: It turns out that just a small move can make others feel happy and satisfied, and I did the right thing.
Care, it is everywhere. Each of us needs love, and love is indispensable in our life. If others give us love, we should care more about others so that the world will be full of love!
If the world is a small room, then care is a window; If the world is a ship, then love is a bright light on the vast sea. Being concerned is a pleasure, and caring for others is a kind of happiness. I have a deep understanding of these.
Last year, my family drove to Huanggang Chibi. After playing for several hours, it was near dusk, and the returning birds turned orange in the sunset. The sunset kissed the earth and was about to set. But to our dismay, the tire is flat. Although there is a spare tire in the trunk, how to change it? Just when we were at our wits' end, someone drove a tractor towards us. Looking at our anxious expression, he stopped the car and asked about us, then immediately picked up the jack in his car. I saw him jack up the roof quickly, then take out our rear spare tire and tools, loosen the screws on the tire with a wrench, unscrew it, put on a spare tire and tighten it with a wrench. In a few minutes, the tire was changed. We were just about to pay him. He shook his hand and said, "This is a trivial matter. Anyone who goes out will get into trouble. If you really want to repay, then the next time you see someone in need, help him. " With that, he drove away, leaving us with a surprised face. His words touched me a lot.
A few months ago, the school organized students to visit the elderly in nursing homes. I was the first to sign up. There, we served tea and water to the elderly, helped clean up, and I also took the initiative to show the programs to the elderly. They smiled and shut up. I thought to myself: these old people are dying, and there are not many days left. Shouldn't we give them some happiness? Their hearts must be warm.
I remember a song that goes like this: As long as everyone gives a love, the world will become a beautiful world.
Taking care as the topic Composition 8 Care is a bright lamp, which illuminates people's way forward; Caring is a small boat that takes people to the other side of love; Care is the fire that warms people's hearts. With the footsteps of caring, I gently opened the floodgate of memory and recalled that moment.
At the thought of the bell after school, my classmates and I walked out of school one after another. I got off at the bus stop and was going home. The sky is particularly blue, white clouds are fluttering, and people are standing around. I smile from ear to ear at the thought of having a hot meal at home.
Here comes the bus. I'm getting on it. I saw a disabled person across the street, struggling to get to the place where we got on the bus. The speed seems to be much faster than usual. I thought to myself: why didn't anyone help him? Maybe everyone is hungry, so hurry home for dinner! Thinking of this, I got on the bus without hesitation. I found a window seat, sat down, looked out of the window and froze. Hey, isn't that disabled? Facts have proved that my idea is wrong. Everyone didn't rush to get on the bus, but waited there, waiting for the arrival of the disabled. I saw the disabled man trudging along. Suddenly, two young men came out. I think: everyone is rushing home for dinner. Do they want to jump the queue? I was about to swear, but I saw them walking towards the disabled and holding them. Everyone made way for the disabled to get on the bus first. After settling down, other talents got on the bus one after another, and the driver waited patiently. Seeing this, I can't help but feel ashamed of what I just thought. The disabled person was very moved. At this time, the sky is bluer and birds are singing. Maybe this is caring.
"As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world!" Yes! Caring may be a casual action, a look, a smile, a moment ... this moment will be deeply engraved in my heart, forever, forever. ...
One afternoon, the weather suddenly changed. It rained heavily and the wind blew gently. I hurried home. I opened the door and saw my mother sitting on the sofa with a sad face. I quickly ran over and asked, "Mom, why are you so unhappy?" Mother whispered, "Your grandmother is ill in hospital. I am waiting for you to visit her together! " "The words sound just fell and my mother took my hand and left at once.
We went to the hospital and walked into grandma's ward. She was lying in bed, pale. We walked softly to her bed.
Suddenly, a strange mother-in-law came to the door. She is over 500 years old, with an umbrella in her left hand and a bag of fruit in her right hand. There is still some dirt under her feet. She went to grandma's bed and whispered to her, "What's the matter with you? Better? " My grandmother politely replied, "It's much better now! Thank you for coming to see me in such a heavy rain! " "You're welcome. My friend is ill. Of course, I will come to see you! " My mother-in-law said kindly. She also repeatedly comforted my grandmother and said, "As long as you have a good rest, you will be fine."
She sat for about half an hour before leaving the hospital. I leaned over to grandma and asked softly, "grandma, who is she?" Grandma said to me, "He is my workmate and my good friend. In the past, when workers in our factory were in trouble, he would come and care for us as soon as possible. He is a friendly and helpful person. "
After listening to grandma's words, I recalled the situation just now and looked out of the window, only to see her figure gradually disappearing into the rain.
Yes, as long as everyone cares about others, the world will become a better place.
On the most helpless road, caring is the most lasting motivation, giving us selfless help and dependence; On the most lonely emotional road, care is the most sincere companionship, which makes us feel incomparable warmth and warmth; At the most helpless crossroads, caring is the clearest road sign, guiding us to reach the other side smoothly.
There is a little cousin in my family who is only seven years old and looks as lovely as a doll: round and blushing, watery eyes shining like a gem; Curved eyebrows are like new moons, so cute!
My little cousin will come to my house to play today. I got up, finished eating, and picked up my little cousin at the call of my mother.
My little cousin and I came back by bus No.5, which was crowded with people. At this time, a white-haired grandmother came to the car. She is about seventy years old and has a smile like a blooming flower. She is carrying a vegetable basket in one hand and a handle in the other. After seeing it, the aunt of the conductor said, "Which kind-hearted person can give her seat to this old woman?"
However, some people pretend to be sleeping in the car, and some people put headphones in their ears and didn't hear them. What's more, some people turn a blind eye to the elderly directly.
"Grandma, please sit down!" It is as sweet as honey. I looked back and it turned out to be my little cousin. With a smile on her face, she went to the grandmother and helped her. As she walked, she said, "Be careful, I'll help you with the basket." Aunt conductor gave a thumbs-up and nodded.
When I stopped, my heart could not be calm for a long time, and my heart was filled with a surge. This is love.
Care is a powerful umbrella to shelter you from the wind and rain; Caring is a thick cotton-padded coat for you to resist the cold; Care is a soft bed. When you are tired, you will forget your tiredness. Care is a dry towel. You can wipe away the tears in your heart when you cry. Care is a sweet iced tea. When you smile, it makes you feel sweet from your mouth to your heart. ...
In our life, if someone encourages children, they will be confident. If they give their children sincere love, they will live a peaceful and happy life. That young uncle gave me care and taught me to care about others.
Last winter vacation, I was frozen because I wore too little. I have to have an injection every day. My mother sent me there before, but this day my mother had something to do, so I had to go alone. Because it was almost time, I went by bike.
On the cold street, the sound of bicycles echoed. I rode my bike with difficulty, thinking that I could ride to the hospital, but I was out of breath because of illness. There are few pedestrians on the street, wearing almost the same clothes, wearing thick cotton-padded clothes and walking slowly on the sidewalk. No one will pay attention to everything around them.
I finally rode to the hospital, stopped the car and went in. I hung up the needle and fell asleep. After a while, I was awakened by a cry. It turned out that a child was giving an injection. I looked up and found that there was not much glucose in the bottle, so I waited slowly.
Suddenly, I don't know where a gust of wind blew, and the scraps of paper and dust blown outside flew into the air. My bike didn't escape this disaster either. The car swayed a few times from side to side and was blown down on the road by the wind. As a result, the trash can tripped over the car and the garbage was scattered all over the floor. I'm nervous, but I can't walk. At this moment, a young uncle came from the counter, wearing a doctor's work clothes. He saw my idea and went outside the hall to straighten the car. Seeing that the car was not stable enough, he parked my car in the shed, cleaned up the garbage and pulled out a drip for me. I think the young uncle said thank you. He just smiled at me and walked out of the hospital.
Only then did I know that this uncle had left work, but he was still working in the hospital. It's really something.
At this time, the sun covered by dark clouds came out again, and the bright sunshine spread all over the earth. The back of the young uncle is getting bigger and bigger under the sunshine. Through this incident, I know that I live in love, let me learn to care about others and make the world full of love.
Writing on the topic of caring 12 Our parents brought us up, taught us to be human, and gave us everything beautiful. Almost everything we have is given by our parents. So what should we do if our parents love us?
When I went to the supermarket with my mother, I had nothing to say all the way. Even if I talk about more interesting topics, she will answer me calmly. When she arrived at the supermarket, she went to the clothing store to choose clothes. I have no clothes at home, so I only wear school uniforms. She stared at every dress for more than ten seconds. I thought my mother wanted to buy clothes herself, but she whispered to the waiter, "Is there anything for my daughter?" I was surprised, but I didn't listen to my mother, so I complained. She said to me angrily, "You can't wear your school uniform all your life!" " Mom has a point, but why should I resist? Obviously, wearing a school uniform is a trivial matter. My mother carefully chooses clothes for me. Why didn't I accept my mother's kindness
When I was shopping, I looked at the tomatoes in the vegetable section. I didn't really want to buy it, but I bought a lot of things later. I didn't bring enough money to buy them. I looked at the tomatoes there and looked around. Unexpectedly, when I left, she went to the tomato and carefully selected the quality of the tomato. My mother told me as usual, "You can eat or buy." My heart was touched. When my mother was going to weigh things, I snatched the shopping cart from my mother and said, "I'll go." Every time I let my mother go to the queue, I am really annoyed, so I decided to help my mother. She feels very happy, so do I.
Parents treat us well, and we accept and repay them. Can you bear to see your daughter hate it? Do what you can and be grateful to your parents.
The composition 13 with the theme of caring is ruthless again. Listening to the symphony of wind and rain, I remembered that again. That road, that man, appeared when I needed help most. He also made me understand the word "care".
That day was a merry Christmas. Mom asked me to take my cousin to the downstairs community to play. We ran happily and casually! My cousin fell down. "It's okay," I thought. My cousin ran away again. I wanted him not to run, but he ignored me and kept running. He kissed the ground again. This time, Lady Luck didn't come. His knees were covered with blood. I'm in a hurry. I'm screaming. When I was air, people around me ignored me. What makes me feel worse is that the heavy rain came when I was most helpless!
Suddenly, just when I was desperate, I found a brother coming towards us with a medicine box in his hand ... His expression revealed his anxiety, and he asked me to take my cousin to a place with a canopy first, so I went ... My brother took out a bandage from the medicine box to help his cousin wrap it up, talked to his cousin at the graveyard to divert his attention, and gently removed stones and dust from his cousin's knee ... After more than ten minutes, my brother I went to ask my brother's name. My brother said, "Caring for others means respecting others. Caring for others does not leave a name." After that, he picked up the medicine box and walked slowly into the rain, leaving only the bandages of my cousin and my brother.
Care is care and love, and it is everywhere. Each of us needs care and life is indispensable. If others give us care, then we should also care for others, so that the world will be full of love!
Composition on the topic of care 14 care is a noun and a beautiful prelude; Care is a verb. Give it life and let it shuttle through the crowd ... if you say that care is just synonymous, then I am speechless. How do you know its beauty if you don't look for it with your heart?
In fact, care is sometimes vague, like a drunk drunk, in a daze. Mom gets up early and goes to bed late, taking care of your daily life and diet. It's just a mother's instinct. A simple help from a stranger moves you and makes you feel that love is everywhere. Maybe too much concern will make people numb. Love is overflowing, but it makes people feel that it is silent. This concern has become synonymous, replacing the mother's care and love.
If you like, you can understand care separately: because of the care in the world, the air is full of deep love. Care about vividness? You are wrong, it is abstract, maybe it is the "originator" of abstraction. In some cases, strictness is the full expression of caring, but kindness is not necessarily caring. When the child crossed the endless road, the mother scolded loudly, "What are you doing?" Don't you know how dangerous this is? "The child may secretly blame, but he has to admit that this is love.
When I was a child, my mother often hit me with her hand. When I grew up, I learned "strength", and I discovered that caring turned out to be a theory about strength. The action of force is mutual. How much force you exert will be rewarded. The reason why mothers don't use things to fight is because they are afraid of hurting their children, so they use direct contact to control their strength. If it hurts the child, she will get the same pain.
Some people want to get more care, while others stay away from it. They think that caring is sympathy, but they don't need others' sympathy. Every time I see these people, I should feel sad for their ignorance.
Open the dictionary and find a descriptive word, "simple". How nice! Caring doesn't need gorgeous packaging, just a sincere heart. ...
Love can be passed on. Frankly speaking, I didn't know how to care about others before, until later, I learned to care about others and became a torchbearer who passed on love.
It was Children's Day at the age of seven, and it happened to be Friday, so my mother took me to Changchun to play. After a hard day on Sunday, I was so tired that my legs were like noodles and I had no strength at all. In order to catch the train, we have to hurry and catch the earliest subway to the railway station. Wow, so many people are waiting for the subway! I think: I will try my best to get a seat. The car stopped in front of us, people flooded in, and my mother and I were mercilessly left outside.
When I got on the bus, there was no seat left, so I had to stand, and my legs were almost petrified. I don't ask either, because I know: I won't give up my seat if I have a seat, not to mention that everyone has been tired all day! My mother and I stood in the car for a while. I'm very hot. Just when I was helpless, I patted my shoulder alone. I looked back and was surprised, but I quickly reacted. I am very embarrassed to say: Aunt, thank you. Pregnant, you come! I'm not tired. Just as we made way, the uncle sitting next to the pregnant woman stood up and said, young man, come and do it with me. I'll get off at the next stop. You do it! I was moved beyond words. Getting a seat at that time is like a hungry person getting a piece of bread. When I sit in my seat, I feel so comfortable, but my heart is warmer. But then I found out that the uncle didn't get off at the terminal as he told me. Looking at his back, a warm current welled up in my heart and my eyes were moist.
It is precisely because of the behavior of that woman and that uncle that I understand that people should care about and help each other. Now I am also a helpful child, and I like to pass on my love.