Warm topic composition 1 Warm moment in the rain, my friends and I walked silently on the way to school with umbrellas. "What, you forgot your homework again?" "Well" "can't just run away.
It's already the V period of junior high school! "Towel friend tone with a little blame, I was silent, dare not look into his eyes. Finally, I reached the fork in the road. I said goodbye and was about to leave him. My friend's warm hand took me: "It's still raining heavily, so I'll take you" to Ding's door. My friend took out a brand-new "Selected Compositions with Full Scores in Senior High School Entrance Examination" from his schoolbag, and his eyes were full of sincerity, saying, "This may be helpful to you." After that, he gradually disappeared into the hazy rain and fog, and I opened the title page of the book, which was written by him personally, "A year's plan lies in spring." "At that moment, a fresh spring breeze brushed my cheek, which made me more awake. The touch it brought me was brewing in my heart. I often give my mother trouble. Because I didn't finish my homework according to the teacher's requirements, I was often invited by my parents. At this time, my extremely busy mother became a "victim". My body often has some problems. At this time, my mother will take me to one hospital after another, without considering myself at all. I remember once, my mother's class was near the college entrance examination, and my mother's work was extremely busy, but she still took time to take me to the hospital. When I had an intravenous drip, she corrected her homework carefully. Looking at the faint silver line behind my mother's ear, the softest place in my heart was touched, and all that came to my mind was the tired figure of my mother working hard for me. Time seems to freeze in those moments, and all I feel is a loving mother's heart. At that moment, a spring breeze brushed my cheek, just like my mother's hand stroking my face, happy and warm. In the depressed winter, I looked at my poor report card and a tear fell from my cheek to the ground. Broken lights, broken dreams, disheartened. All efforts and toil seem to be in vain, and all hopes and dreams seem to be dashed. Floccules flying outside the window have infinitely magnified my pain and sadness, and my heart seems to have formed ice. A warm hand on my shoulder, I looked up-ah, what a look! There is no blame or criticism, but full of encouragement and hope-it is a teacher! " Come on! "Low, only three words, but enough to ignite the flame of hope in my heart. The ice gradually melted and my heart was full of warmth. Although it is still snowing heavily outside, I feel warm as spring. Time flies, but those warm moments have always been vivid. They will stay in my heart forever, just like the brightest light on the mountain peak, guiding me to a bright future. A young writer said, "The left hand will think and the right hand will get old. "Yes, when I was fourteen years old, I understood that these warmth did not fly away like sand with the passage of time, but condensed into the seeds of love in my heart. I believe that one day, those warmth will bloom on both sides of my youth like flowers.
The author selected three fragments to express friendship, affection and teacher-student relationship from different levels, and realized the warmth brought by these precious feelings. Finally, he revealed his life feeling and philosophical thinking about these "warm moments", which sublimated the theme. In addition, the author is also good at contrasting the psychology of the characters through the description of the scenery, which enhances the appeal of the article and is a distinctive masterpiece.
Warm topic composition 2 What is warmth? Warmth is the wave of exhortation from parents before going out; Warmth is the greeting and assistance of strangers when they are most helpless; Warmth is the confusion in the heart and the listening of friends. These are warm moments.
When I walked out of the house, facing the warm wind, the fragrance mixed in the wind came to my face and I felt a little warm in my heart; When I stand in the soft sunshine and smile quietly, the warmth will take root in my heart. When I feel warm in my heart, the shadow of that person will come to my mind. ...
That is a primary school. Because I was on duty, it was getting dark when I left the campus. I'm a little night blind, so I have to go home before it gets completely dark. Unexpectedly, when passing a bridge, my bike suddenly shook because it was driving too fast and the chain fell off. I quickly got off to check the situation. When I looked at it, I found that almost all the chains had fallen off and were no longer in two gears. I
I squatted down and began to try to fix it myself, but after more than ten minutes, I still couldn't fix it. I was really clumsy at that time. My forehead gradually shed some sweat, so I gave up and began to wait for the good people to pass by.
But after a long time, there were not many pedestrians passing by. Most passers-by are in a hurry, and there is no time to stop, and some even look at me. ...
Warm topic composition 3 Just in the third grade, I was overwhelmed by suffocating study, not to mention burning the midnight oil until eleven or twelve o'clock every day, not to mention getting up in the early morning with a black night curtain. Those embarrassing little papers alone are annoying enough. Rolling up the red fork, the lowest score one by one, makes my nerves almost collapse, and I have no confidence to study anymore. I have a headache as soon as I pick up the book. That night, I sat at my desk again, staring at the book, afraid to pick it up. At this moment, my father came over, pulled me onto the balcony and said to me, "Aren't you not confident?" Then why are you still alive? Living is also a failure! Why don't you jump from here? Jump! "I was stunned by this sudden question, and then I burst into tears. My father stared at me with disappointed and angry eyes and said, "People should be ambitious. I'm afraid after a little setback. How to face the greater difficulties afterwards? Life tests you all the time. Are you so fragile and timid? It's useless! " Father said a lot angrily, and finally said, "Be careful!" Say that finish and left. I thought a lot in the moonlight, so I went back to the table. ...
At nine o'clock, the door opened as usual and a steaming glass of milk was placed on the table. For three years, every day at this time, rain or shine, there will be a steaming cup of milk on my desk. Fresh milk dissolves a mother's love for her daughter, a loving mother's eternal heart. The night is already deep, and the light in mom's room is still on. I gently pushed open the door and my mother was knitting a sweater for me under the lamp. In the dead of night, a mother was tired and kept knitting sweaters for her daughter. How can this situation not attract me?
Home, like a colorful stream, has endless love and warm feelings. My parents love and care for me in their own way, which makes me go through one difficulty after another on the road of life and feel the beautiful feelings in the world.
Thank you, my home, for bringing me endless love.
A warm topic composition 4 It's raining in Mao Mao outside the window, just like countless silver threads spit out by a silkworm mother. I can't help but put down my pen and look at the rain outside the window with ecstasy. It was the rain in Mao Mao that reminded me of that warm-hearted thing. ...
I was ten years old and a fourth-grade student. It was raining cats and dogs that day. I was so upset that I didn't bring my umbrella to school and didn't want to go to class. In a blink of an eye, after school, the students smiled and opened their umbrellas and stepped into the rain curtain. Only I was shivering, hiding in the corridor and staring at fewer and fewer people. ...
More and more heavy rain, like a sharp arrow obliquely inserted into the ground, "boomed! ! "A flash of lightning cut through the dark clouds. "ah! Dead mirror, didn't you bring an umbrella? " When I was desperate-I suddenly heard a familiar voice. I turned my head and saw that it was my old enemy-the kiln worker! I'm surprised. Did she come to see my joke? "I'll tuck you in and go home!" The kiln worker opened the transparent umbrella in her hand and said with a smile. "Well …" I frowned, fearing that she would have any tricks. "alas! Don't worry, I won't play any tricks! There are more friends, more roads, and more enemy walls! " Seeing me like this, she said helplessly, pulling me into the umbrella with one hand and walking into the rain. She is shorter than me. To cover me, she tilted her umbrella by half. When I arrived at my house, my clothes were not wet at all. On the contrary, my kiln was wet by the rain. A warm current suddenly rose in my heart-a warm current. But I didn't even say "thank you", and the figure of the kiln worker disappeared in the rain. ...
I think of it every time I watch the rain. It was the heavy rain that made me feel warm everywhere ...
Warm topic composition 5 I live in warmth.
Warmth is the flower in the lawn, and the lawn becomes full of vitality because of it; Warmth is the star in the night sky, and the night sky becomes beautiful and moving because of it; Warmth is the light ring of the sun, and the sun becomes dazzling because of it. Warmth is like my shadow, and I am inseparable. I live in warmth.
I remember once, because of a little thing, I had a terrible quarrel with my classmates and made us cry. I haven't said a word to her all day. When I took the exam the next afternoon, I found that I forgot to bring my pen. Seeing that others have written a lot, I am as anxious as an ant on hot bricks. Then the classmate smiled and handed me a pen, which seemed like a timely help. I feel the warmth.
Another time, when I came home from school, I saw an old woman moving flower pots upstairs and downstairs. Naughty sweat swirled on grandma's nose. I was so hungry that my chest pressed against my back, but I was warm-hearted and helped my grandmother. Grandma looked at me with grateful eyes, and I felt warm.
At home, I feel warm. My mother used to nag me, so I just retorted and had a big fight with her. I picked up my schoolbag, slammed the door and left without looking back. When I left home, I found the sky overcast, and I forgot to bring my umbrella. I can only pray to God that it won't rain. But the sky is not satisfactory. When I was far away from school, it began to rain cats and dogs. I ran with my legs crossed, only to hear someone calling me behind me. It turns out that my mother came to give me an umbrella. I looked at my mother's distant back with an umbrella, and my eyes were wet. I found my mother so weak for the first time. Warmth, gratitude, regret and self-blame come to mind together.
Warmth is the cornerstone of happiness. I am very happy, because I have been living in warmth.
Warm Topic Composition 6 Warm, a word we often use, is also something we often feel. It is like a bright lamp, illuminating the dark road in the distance. Speaking of warmth, you may think of family, teachers, classmates, and most importantly, the warmth given to us by friends.
He is my classmate, my best friend, the leader in study and the person in charge in life.
He and I are like a pair of shadows, inseparable and envied by everyone. We not only help and compete with each other in study, but also share weal and woe as brothers in life.
Well, the sports meeting is coming, and my athletes will definitely sign up. I think he has signed a contract there. Due to the limited space, the sports meeting will be held outside the school.
On the day of the game, we were called by the teacher. I smiled and said, "Will there be anything good to call us?" He also said: "Yes, as long as there is nothing wrong. I was dumbfounded as soon as I entered the class teacher's studio, and two heavy bags were sent. " You two carry these two bags on your back until your grades are gone. The head teacher said calmly, although we don't want to, it's a "mountain of military orders". "
These two big bags are slowing us down. "This big bag seems to be getting heavier and heavier!" I wiped my sweat and said, "really, the teacher still has to ask us for it." I'm exhausted! " I think he is sweating, too. He is younger than me, and his endurance is not as strong as mine.
Maybe it's a temporary relaxation Somehow, my foot got stuck in a crack in a big stone. "This is not good. I was halfway, in an unknown place. What should I do! " I am anxious to find a way. Without saying anything, he put my other bag on his back and said, "get up, I'll help you walk." Although what he said sounded easy, I felt heavy love and incomparable warmth.
Finally, he arrived, exhausted, caring about this and that all the way, but he didn't stop to rest, but immediately ran to the teacher to tell me about the injury. I can't help feeling sour nose and wet eyes. After telling the teacher, I immediately ran to the track to get ready. I wish time would stop at this moment and let him have a rest. However, the starting gun has sounded, and he can only finish the race with his remaining strength. He didn't go to rest after the game, but rushed to me again to see my injury. At this moment, my tears finally stopped …
The warmth from friends will make you feel that it is with the warmth from people that the dark side of the world will shine and be full of warmth.
Warm Topic Composition 7 The sun warms the earth, the earth warms the soil, the soil warms the flowers and plants, and our parents give us happiness and warmth. People often say happiness, I want to ask, what is happiness?
Happiness is a seed that will accompany us all our lives. Happiness is a small boat, which will grow with us and carry us on a long voyage.
Everyone will feel happy, and I am no exception! In life, mother gives us the most love. It is my mother's love that makes me live happily.
I still remember it was a gloomy afternoon, and it soon began to rain cats and dogs. Everyone is unhappy because of the bad weather. After school, the students lined up neatly and walked out of the school gate. Students in the queue at the school gate are gradually picked up by their parents. Because my mother didn't come, I went to the small table to wait for my mother. Because it's winter, it's raining, and it gets dark quickly, and it's dark all around, only the dusk lights on the road and the lights on the small table are on. The students at the small table left one after another, and I waited for a long time before my mother picked me up. I asked my mother, "Why are you so late today?" Mother said, "I came late today because I had a meeting at work today." Because my mother came in a hurry, she only brought an umbrella. So we both have to use an umbrella. Mother always pushes my umbrella to keep me from getting wet! Soon, my mother and I arrived home. I touched my mother's clothes and they were all wet. This is my eyes moist. And my clothes are not wet at all.
My mother is the most common and caring person. She gave me too much happiness and warmth.
Spring, a word full of warmth and vitality, has been praised by countless people. Spring is not only a season, but also a warmth in my heart.
Warmth is everywhere, just whether you find it: parents give us warmth, family members give us warmth, relatives give us warmth, and we are surrounded by warmth all the time, but we often don't notice it.
Maybe you will feel impatient when your parents repeatedly tell you "it's cold today, put on more clothes"; Maybe your parents ask if you have finished your homework, and you get bored. Maybe when you are alone at home, you will feel that your parents don't care enough about you. Needless to say, your parents give you a living and don't wash and cook for you, not to mention your parents care about your study. When you are a little different, your parents ask around, afraid of what disease you have; When you are asleep, you may kick off the quilt and then your parents will cover it for you; When you are upset about your unsatisfactory grades, it is your parents who help you out, but you feel normal. But in fact, you didn't find the warmth your parents gave you. It was the seeds of spring planted in your heart that made you grow.
Of course, warmth exists not only in our small family, but also in the big family of society. In recent years, disasters have occurred frequently all over the world. It is worth mentioning that while responding to the Zhouqu disaster, China has also extended a helping hand to help other flood-stricken countries. This is the expression of warmth integrating into the whole society.
If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10 thousand seeds in autumn. We sow the seeds of spring, but what is the fruit? Where is it? My answer is: the fruit is warm, and it is on each of us.
Autumn in Guangzhou, like a little girl who comes late, always makes people wait anxiously; Autumn in Guangzhou, like a mysterious and colorful fairy, has been charming until today.
In fact, autumn in Guangzhou has quietly come to us. Let's follow me and experience an "autumn tour in Guangzhou"!
autumn wind
Spring morning, warm and humid, shrouded in a burst of sweet sleepiness; Summer morning, hot and dry, makes people wake up from their dreams early; Winter morning, the cold wind whistling, always makes people miss the warm bed. Only in autumn, when you get up in the morning, people can't help walking to the balcony, feeling the sunshine and feeling cool all over!
Who's acting weird? It turned out to be naughty autumn wind!
When the autumn wind passes by you gently and quietly, your heart is like a mint pond, clear, cool, sweet and fragrant ... Although the autumn wind lacks the moisture of spring breeze, it perfectly blends the essence of Xia Feng and winter wind. More importantly, she told us, "Autumn is coming in Guangzhou! Go and meet everyone! "
Autumn wind, beginning of autumn in Guangzhou!
Bacon, fruit
As the saying goes, "autumn wind starts, eat bacon." This sentence is absolutely right. When I was a child, I often heard my mother say, "As long as the autumn wind blows, the water in the meat will soon evaporate." Mom used to cook bacon. I saw her marinate pork, preferably pork belly, with soy sauce, salt, white wine and sugar for a day, then string it together with a rope and put it on the balcony to dry. Every time I eat steamed rice with bacon cooked by my mother, I feel particularly fragrant. When I bite the bacon with moderate hardness, my heart will always warm up slowly!
Autumn is really warm!
Look at the street again. Every household is hung with a string of bacon. When the autumn wind blows, it really looks like a string of attractive wind chimes! The air is filled with charming meat fragrance, huh? How can you mix some sweet fruit fragrance?
It turns out that there are not only delicious bacon, but also sweet and delicious fruits in autumn in Guangzhou! It is said that autumn is the harvest season, and of course there will be varieties of fruit! There are sweet and greasy persimmons, sweet and sour oranges, crystal clear grapes, and refreshing and delicious grapefruit … it's endless! It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival, and everyone can feast their eyes! Besides eating moon cakes, you can also taste sweet and juicy fruits!
Bacon and fruit are the treasures of autumn in Guangzhou!
Although autumn in Guangzhou is not a dance of yellow leaves and fallen leaves, for us, green autumn is the closest and most familiar autumn in Guangzhou!
In autumn in Guangzhou, although you are like a late-born girl, you bring infinite surprises; Cute and colorful, you are really charming!
A warm topic composition 10 Students, did you have a good summer vacation? Me? Don't mention it, dad has gone to work overtime, which leaves me with only one friend, the phone. Why is it a mobile phone instead of a TV and a computer? Listen to me slowly.
In the evening, my father had to work overtime, and he began to nag me again: "Qianhui, my father has to work overtime tonight. You are alone at home, doing your summer homework, reading more books when you have time, not letting strangers in, and not playing video games ... ""I have kept all your old man's words in mind, so don't worry. " Dad listened to my words, but shook his head and walked out of the house.
Ha! Ha! Ha! Great, I can arrange my own time. I turned on the TV "Happy Camp" and watched it with relish, but after watching it for 20 minutes, the phone rang. I had to run to pick up the phone. Dad's eager voice came from the other end of the phone. "Qianhui, have you done your homework?" Remember to wash your face and brush your teeth later! Watch less TV. "I interrupted my father's words and quickly said," Dad, I see, just let go of a thousand hearts and ten thousand hearts! " After that, I hung up the phone and went to the computer desk, banging on the keyboard and playing games crazily.
However, before the chair was warmed by my ass, the phone rang again, pulling me back from the dream of the game. I reluctantly picked up the phone: "hey, daughter, what are you doing?" You can't read under the covers. If you are hungry, go downstairs and buy something. Obedient ... ". "Oh, my God! I feel dizzy. My dad again. Why is there nothing new? I quickly said, "Dad, I'm not a three-year-old child. It doesn't matter anymore. Don't always call me, okay? "Goodbye then!" Hang up the phone. Dad sighed and said "this boy". Be sure to answer the phone. No, I have to do something. Oh! Yes, I unplugged the telephone line. So, I started, and the house was really quiet. I watched TV happily for two hours. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and I jumped up to open the door. I was stunned by what I saw. I saw my father standing at the door. His hair was a mess, and sweat was falling like broken beads.
"Qianhui, are you okay? I ... Why is no one at home answering my phone? " Dad panted.
Looking at my father's worried look, I was speechless and stared at him for a few seconds. At this time, my father looked at his watch and said, "Oh dear! No, I have to pick up the guests. Qianhui, I'm glad you're okay, so I'll go! " Dad ran out like a gust of wind.
Looking at my father's distant back, my heart can't be calm for a long time, silently expecting the bell full of love and warmth to ring again.