Touching things composition 1 There is a long-lost experience called touching, and there is an intoxicating taste called touching. Touched, can't be booked or extravagant, it will always touch your heart quietly in a casual moment. It is this gentle touch that makes many heroes cry and many prodigals turn back; It is this gentle touch that shows so many joys and sorrows in the world, which is unforgettable.
It was during the summer vacation. I went to the hospital alone. There are many people on the bus. I finally found my seat. After sitting down, I looked at the scenery outside the window. Suddenly, an old man got on the bus. When I took a closer look, I saw that the old man was over 60 years old, senile, with wrinkles on his forehead, silver hair, thin body and one hand. I am hesitating whether I should give my seat to the old man. Give it to me. I have no seat. Don't give it. Didn't the teacher say that he would learn from Lei Feng and help others? Just as I was thinking, a big brother stood up and said to the old man with a smile, "Old man, please sit in my seat!" " Be careful not to stumble. The old man looked surprised, but soon woke up and waved happily to Big Brother and said, "You'd better sit down and don't fall." "Big brother was very unhappy and said to the old man," Grandpa, I don't have to sit down, I'm still very young! "It doesn't matter." The old man really didn't say anything and had to sit down. Say: "hey! Nowadays, young people are learning more and more from Lei Feng. " Big brother just smiled and said nothing when he heard this. At this time, I found that all the passengers on the bus looked at this big brother with admiration, and then a little ashamed expression appeared on his face.
Seeing this scene, I can't help but be moved by my eldest brother's spirit of helping others like Lei Feng, right! In this era, people are saying, "Learn from Lei Feng! Learn from Lei Feng! " But how many people did it? What moved me most from my eldest brother was his spirit of keeping his word, respecting the old and caring for the young, and helping others. I must learn from my eldest brother and try to be a living Lei Feng like him! In addition, I also regret why I didn't walk in front of my eldest brother. Maybe the old man is already sitting in my position!
People's lives have been touched many times, and we are constantly moved. Don't doubt, because we are not pretending to be sad, but really expressing our feelings, although worldly things have blurred things around us, although such feelings have become less and less. However, our life needs something like touching, such as the shining stars in the night sky, to light up the world. So we need ...
Touched, a gentle look.
As the sun sets, the golden afterglow permeates the air. The young mother followed her faltering son. Maybe it wasn't long after learning, and the child suddenly sat on the ground. He pouted and blinked at his mother behind him. The young mother went over, picked up the fallen child and patted his dusty knee. The child looked into his mother's eyes, full of love, smiled and took his mother's hand and walked on.
In the sunset, the two figures, one long and one short, are a touching scene.
Touched, sometimes a shallow smile.
Cicada chirps, slightly fluctuating waves of depressing sounds penetrate the summer night. Father with wrinkled eyes sat under the locust tree in the courtyard, gently waving a cattail leaf fan, and the wind blew quietly, dazzling his gray hair. He still has a slightly creased letter in his hand, which is about the recent situation of his daughter who went out to study. He smiled kindly, closed his eyes and smiled lovingly, proud of his daughter.
Cicada chirps in summer night, and that thin letter reveals a touching message.
Touched, sometimes a deep hug. The train roared by, and the bustling noise filled the departure platform, but the former classmates were separated from each other by this ruthless train. Greetings between friends are drowned out by deafening whistles, but it doesn't matter, as long as a hug is enough, a caring and warm hug is worth a thousand words.
In the thunder, the railway tracks extending into the distance brought moving memories.
..... Actually, moving can be very simple.
Touching thing composition 2 Not long ago, I saw a touching heroic deed on TV. After watching TV, my eyes were moist, and my family and I mourned for this PLA uncle who died gloriously to save lives.
What happened was that a family member of the People's Liberation Army came to visit him. He was very happy and took his family shopping. On the way back, he saw a lot of people around a woman on the bridge, and he joined in the fun. He heard that the woman was so sad because she was fired by her boss that she was going to jump into the river and commit suicide. People stopped her again and again, but she just wouldn't listen. When people were not looking, the woman jumped into the water. People on the shore panicked when they saw this scene. Some people walked around in a hurry, some called the emergency number for help, and some others.
When the PLA uncle saw the woman struggling desperately, he knew that she was dying. He thought, "so many people, although they can't swim, are worried about the woman who fell into the water." As a PLA man, I should think of others. Everyone is in a hurry. I can't ignore it. What's more, as a PLA, I should stand up for the people at this critical moment. "
The PLA took off its coat and shoes and jumped into the water with all its strength. He grabbed the drowning woman with one hand and waded past with the other. Swimming, he saw a yacht that could only accommodate one person in the distance. He gave the drowning woman a chance to live, and he and the medical staff carried the drowning woman onto the yacht. When he tried to swim to the shore, he felt that he had no strength at all. It turned out that he had exhausted all his strength when he saved people just now. Now he can only involuntarily sink. When the yacht turned around again, the PLA uncle had died gloriously.
At this time, all the people shed tears. What moved me was the uncle of the People's Liberation Army, who risked his life to save the drowning woman. His spirit of sacrificing himself to save others is worth learning.
There are many touching things in a person's life. What I said today was insignificant, but it touched me a lot. Once, I got on the bus to go to school and saw an old woman staggering in the crowd. I felt sorry for him and asked him to sit down. The white-haired old woman asked her children to thank me, but I didn't care. After a while, the child suddenly had a fever and flushed. The old woman was in a hurry and saw him frowning and chanting. "So hot? What should I do? Just then, a dark-faced uncle came out and said to the old woman; Aunt, don't worry. Let the child have a rest, the fever may go down. Let's make room for the wind. Uncle took a wet cloth and put it on the child's forehead. He said kindly: "Aunt, don't worry, the child will be fine soon! "After stopping one station after another, my uncle still stood beside the child, just like taking care of my mother-in-law, treating the child as a relative. Although the old woman was worried and anxious, she kept thanking her uncle. I also admire this uncle and went to say hello to him. Unexpectedly, he smiled at everyone and looked very calm.
Although this matter is very small, it makes me very, very moved. The excellent quality of that mysterious uncle is an example for each of us to learn.
Touching Things Composition 4 In my life, I was touched by many things, but there was a very small thing that touched me deeply. It was a cold winter night. After watching TV, I couldn't wait to climb into bed. Suddenly, the knock at the door woke me up. I got up impatiently and opened the door. Ah! So dad's back. Dad, he walked into the room step by step, smelling of alcohol. I quickly helped him sit down and brought him a cup of tea. What's going on here? What happened in the end? There is a big question mark in my heart. At this time, grandparents also woke up. As soon as grandpa came out, he grabbed his father and shouted, "You black sheep, how dare you go home?". As a father of two children, why not think about them? You can earn a few dollars all the year round, but you have to gamble and come back drunk. How many lives do you have! " What, dad went gambling again, and my heart felt like a needle. It hurts. Grandma kept urging him: "how many times have I told you, why are you so disobedient?" Your father and I are both old, but we don't want you to be filial to us. We just want you to do a good job at home ... ""Grandma, don't cry, don't cry! Blare ..... "But, dad then took advantage of the removal to roar there! "You tube wear, you tube wear me one day, tube wear my life? Children don't go to school if they have no money. Our generation went to work early at her age. Me? I just have no money. I am poor. I don't want them to study. I don't want to-""Woo ... "I ran into the room crying.
"You don't let them see, ok! You have seed. I want them to go to school even if I smash the pot and sell the land. Don't be afraid, little A, don't be afraid with me. "
I heard grandpa's words in the room, and a warm current in my heart led to my whole body. Grandpa, my good grandpa, what can I do to repay you?
When school started, I paid my tuition with my grandfather's hard-earned money and stepped into the middle school. I turned my inner touch into a driving force for learning. Don't worry, grandpa, I will repay you with a good grade. I can only prove it with actions.
Now I am in the examination room, feeling deeply, a little scared and a little worried. Grandpa, please give me some more strength and help me!
This matter concerns me more. He and I were classmates in primary school and in Pingtung Middle School in junior high school, but we were not in the same class.
That day, I went to physical education class, but I forgot to take the skipping rope. I'm afraid physical education class will be punished. When I am at a loss, I think that B (as we all call him in primary school) from another class may bring it. Physical education class some time ago, I went to see him without waiting for me to speak. He saw some sadness on my face and said, why are you so sad? I told him the situation. He immediately ran back to class and brought the skipping rope.
You might think, this is nothing to be moved by. Isn't it just borrowing a skipping rope? But it's not over yet. After that class, I was in a hurry to drink water and ran back to the classroom, leaving my skipping rope on the playground. When I remembered it later, I couldn't find it. What shall we do? Well, I have to tell my old classmates the truth. I apologized to him, thinking he would complain. Because the next lesson is his physical education class, isn't he going to be punished? Unexpectedly, he smiled and said two words-nothing. I was very moved at that time, but I was also a little sad.
Of course, it moved me. For example, I cooperate with my classmates and perform double yellow in class. Because of the tacit cooperation and some new ideas, the students let us walk on the Avenue of Stars, and I am very moved. But I only give two common examples, which I can't forget.
Touching thing composition 5 Dear brother:
Hello!
Do you remember me? I am the one who separated you from the Strait -XXX. Although we are thousands of miles apart, we can still contact. Brother, I came to share my story with you today. Do you want to know? Then follow my pen to find it!
I remember it was a week ago. That morning, I went to grandpa's house alone. I came to the station with a relaxed and happy pace. The sun is shining, the warm sun shines on the roof, and the car is shining. "Ah, the weather today is really good. When I get to grandpa's house, I can ... "A" beep "voice interrupted my thinking. I looked up. Oh, here comes the bus. I got on the bus. It is very crowded. I finally found a foothold. The "DuDu" bus started and sped along the road. One stop, two stops, three stops ... The door opened again and a white-haired old man came over. I saw the old man struggling to get on the bus with crutches. The driver looked at it and said, "Who will give his seat to the old man?" . The old man walked up to a young man and stood down, but the young man turned a blind eye and the car started. When he was on the bridge, he suddenly braked, and the old man almost stepped back two steps. She was pale and panting ... The young man was motionless and several passengers looked at him discontentedly. Suddenly, "old man, you sit here." An old voice said. People seek fame. It turned out that it was another old man who said this sentence. I looked at him carefully, and his weather-beaten face had several deep wrinkles. "Come on!" The old man paused and said "OK". Another old man stood up and walked to the door. Several passengers were deeply moved by the old man's behavior and got up to give their seats to the old man. The old man casually replied, "No need". All the passengers were surprised, and then there was a silence ... The bus was still moving, the station arrived, and the old man got off. ...
There is such an old man in the world. He is very old, but he gave his seat to someone who needs it more. How noble it is! I was deeply moved by him. I thought: Old people can do this. What about us young people? My eyes are moist. ...
In my memory, when I was nine years old, I had a serious illness. It's raining cats and dogs and I can't see my fingers. I slept soundly. Suddenly, I was awakened by my mother: "Tingting! Tingting! Why do you have acne? " I opened my eyes and saw my mother looking at me anxiously. Mother said, "What should I do? It's so late, the hospital is going to close, not to mention the heavy rain. " Mother thought for a moment and said, "Never mind! Let's go Go to the hospital next door! " I was held by my mother. She helped me get dressed, took a coat and a big umbrella, and walked out of the room quickly. Downstairs, my mother looked around anxiously, and it took a long time to get a tricycle. Although it took 10 yuan, my mother got in without saying anything and said, "Master, take us to the hospital quickly. My daughter has acne. Please help me. " But I felt very uncomfortable in the car, wriggling in my mother's arms. My mother patted me and said, "Good boy! Mom knows you're upset. We'll be right there. Please hold on and be obedient ... "
When I arrived at the hospital, my mother was talking to the doctor. I cried in pain: "Woo ……" My mother sat down to coax me: "Ting, stop crying, Ting, stop crying, it will be all right soon." Then the doctor said he would give me an injection. Hearing this, I burst into tears: "I didn't have an injection, I didn't have an injection ..." My mother hugged me and coaxed me: "My Ating is the bravest child and is not afraid of injections ..." I stopped crying. During the injection, my mother kept asking me, "Does it hurt? Do you feel sick? Almost ready. Go to sleep first. When you wake up, you can go home ... "I fell asleep with my eyes closed. When I woke up, it was almost dawn and the needle was finished, but my mother's eyes were all red. I knew she must have stayed up with me last night, which moved me!
Then mother said, "Come on, let's go home." My mother carried me on her back when she spoke. She put on a coat for me, spread out an umbrella and flashed into the rain. I was lying on my mother's back. I saw that her face was covered with sweat, and the sweat was falling off one by one. I didn't know what to say. When I looked back, my mother gave me almost all the umbrellas. I was drenched by the rain and my tears flowed down unwillingly.
At home, during my recuperation, my mother always cooked sweet and delicious meals and fed them to me bite by bite. She also bought juicy fruits, saying that eating more fruits would make me better, fearing that I would be bored, and bought me many books I like to read to kill time. After a few days, my chicken pox subsided and my parents were relieved.
Ah! Mom, your love is great! I am proud to have you, thank you!
Touching things Composition 7 The school called on us to donate money. As soon as I got home at night, I said to my mother, "The drought in Yunnan is serious. How much should we donate? " "Mom said," it doesn't matter how much you donate. We should try our best to help others when they are in trouble. "So I took out fifty dollars from my" money jar "and prepared to donate it tomorrow.
The next morning, I returned to the classroom happily, because my classmates had already donated money around the teacher. The teacher put his 100 yuan in the box first, and then the students put some 100 yuan and some 50 yuan in the box. The student who donated the most was Huang Jingyuan. Donated 200 yuan. I also gave my teacher fifty dollars. The teacher looked at the students' faces and smiled with relief. Finally, the teacher announced: "Our class donated more than 2,000 yuan. Thank you very much. You all gave your love. This money can help many people in the disaster area. " . "When I got home, I thought," Our class donated more than 2,000 yuan. How much can a school, a town, a city and a province donate? "I finally understand the truth that' one party is in trouble, and all parties support it', and I also understand the strength of China. The scene of donating money is deeply imprinted in my mind and has always moved me.
When she was twelve, her mother told her the truth. It suddenly dawned on her that her father no longer existed. For such a long time, Uncle Bun has been changing her father's QQ account and keeping in touch with her as a father. Her relatives deceived her with white lies, making her realize that her father's love has always existed, and letting her know that relatives around her have always cared about her. The little girl said firmly: Dad went to heaven, and now my life has two tracks, one in the sky and the other in the ground. I want to grow between these two tracks. Hearing this, I shed tears with excitement again.
I am very moved by the strength and endurance of the hero, and let me understand that we must cherish everything in front of us, and don't wait until it is lost, then it will be too late.
Touching things composition 9 There are many dribs and drabs in life that accompany us. Although some things feel ordinary after reading or listening, if you can appreciate those ordinary words and things seriously, you can also be moved and educated.
At school lunch, the teacher told us a true story in life: I will love you well. Hearing this story made me cry, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.
The hero of the story is only an eleven-year-old girl. Her name is bear. Her father died in a car accident. Before her death, her father repeatedly told her relatives not to tell her the truth until her daughter was twelve, so that she could bear it. So her mother and relatives have been lying to her: Dad has been transferred to work in Changchun again. The little girl thought her mother was cheating on her, and they divorced? Did mom make dad angry? But her father's QQ number is still open for her. She didn't know that it was her relatives, not her father, who kept Uncle Bun in touch. She longed for her father and tricked her into menstruating, saying, "I have a crush on a dress." Say to grandma: "I have a crush on a pair of leather shoes." Let them give her money, and she took the money and quietly embarked on the road to find her father. She came all the way to Changchun to look for her father who missed her day and night. In Changchun, at midnight, she was alone and lost her way. She doesn't know how to find her father. She suddenly walked into an Internet cafe, boarded her father's QQ number and asked him to pick her up. Unexpectedly, after a while, her mother, aunt, sister and uncle ... all came over and said:
Touching composition 10 During the summer vacation, my mother took me to the Chinese zodiac in Qingxiu Mountain, Guangxi. In a dense forest, a strange big tree suddenly caught my eye. The beauty of this tree is that its body is coiled on the ground like a real dragon, and then it rises in the direction of 45 degrees. The green crown is like a high faucet. My mother is full of praise, too I thought it was wonderful, so I asked my mother to take my picture. At this moment, a foreign lady greeted me, and I was put down by my mother. My mother asked me to communicate with her in the English I have learned.
I walked up to her and she said in fluent Chinese, "Hello, little friend! Do you like taking pictures? " I replied, "Yes, I do." "But you will damage trees, this is an old tree, you know? You should protect it well! " Her tone is very gentle. But as soon as she said it, I couldn't help but have a sour nose and began to cry, but this time it was not because she blamed me, but because I was sad. Moved by her words and her consciousness of protecting every grass and tree.
She saw me crying and gave me four stamps. I saw the magpie calling on the stamp, and I laughed at once. I quickly said, "Thank you!" She said goodbye and left.
I want to appeal to the whole world: "Civilization has no boundaries between gestures."
Touching composition 1 1 In our school, there will always be many memories, some happy, some sad and some moving.
In my memory, one thing that moved me most was last winter.
I still remember it was an early morning, and the wind was biting. I was walking in school when suddenly the wind blew hard, mixed with goose feathers and heavy snow. Naughty snowflakes fell into my hands, cold and comfortable. Looking at the crystal snowflake, tears swirled in my eyes and finally fell on the melting snow. I began to sob in a low voice, and childhood scenes kept coming to my mind.
It was a cold night, and through the gloomy clouds, the storm roared past with heavy snow. Suddenly, there was a crying voice-it was me. I was alone at the school gate, scared by the darkness and trembling all the time. I'm not cold, but I was afraid of ghosts when I was a child. At this moment, a figure appeared in front of me. Look carefully, it's my mother! I saw my mother say weakly, "Stop crying, son, let's go home!" " "I was suddenly surprised! Say, "Mom, do you have a cold? Why don't we rest at home? " Mom smiled and replied, "it's okay, as long as you are good, mom will be satisfied!" " "
My mother took my little hand and took me home on the snowy road. Looking at her pale face and red back, I couldn't help crying.
The snow is still falling, and in the cold wind, a mother and son are stepping on the crystal white road, towards the distant. ...
Although this touching event has passed for a long time, I always remember it. In the future, I will remember. When I grow up, I will repay my mother well!
Touching things composition 12 Looking back, there are many things worth remembering, but there is one thing I will never forget. Because I was really touched at that time.
It was a hot noon, my grandparents and I went shopping and took the 102 bus home. Two migrant workers on the road fell in love with more than half a century last year, dirty and speaking Henan dialect. They put two yuan into the ballot box to find a seat. Just as they were about to sit down, they heard the driver shout, "Hey, did you put enough money in those two who just came up?" Put another piece! "
They looked at each other in surprise. He asked strangely, "We used to sit together, but why is it 1.50 dollars today?" We haven't changed. "The driver flew into a rage and said," No money to get off! I don't understand terrapin. "Being scolded by the driver, they blushed, looked embarrassed and stood up trembling to get off." Ah, wait a minute, it's not just a dollar. You sit down. "I saw a tall, thin young man doing a crew cut. He rushed to the ballot box, threw a coin in, and then turned back to the back seat. A middle-aged woman nearby said, "Two fellow villagers, you used to take the 107 bus, but now you take the 102 bus. The fares of the two buses are different. Just look at the license plate next time. "Influenced by two kind people, everyone on the bus said in unison," Yes, this road only has a fare of 107, and this time it is experienced. I have three pieces of change for you, I have it, I also have it ... "They crossed their hands with tears and nodded their thanks. At this time, the driver turned around unnaturally and whispered, "In fact, there is nothing missing. If you really have no money, you don't have to get off. Isn't this the system? "I just had a bad attitude ..." The whole car laughed and said in unison, "Never mind!"
I was deeply moved. This incident made me understand the understanding and tolerance between people. What a perfect social harmony!