The 300-word composition moved me. One thing that moved me was that I wrote 300 words.
The little boy bounced in front of his mother with a happy smile on his face. Seeing her son being so naughty, the mother held the boy in her arms and said, "Don't run around again." That's true, but my face is full of happiness.
Mother got on the elevator with the little boy in her arms. The quarrelling mother and son didn't know that bad luck was really approaching.
The last step of the elevator, my mother should go to the second floor. Just then, the iron plate on the elevator on the second floor collapsed, and the leg that the mother with the child had just crossed was suddenly involved in the elevator.
Mother's legs are twisted in pain. She is in pain, but in the voice of * *, she can vaguely hear: "Please help my son!" " "She tried her best to lift the child, and how much she wanted someone to help her land the child safely!
All the salespeople and people present just stood and watched from a distance. A shop assistant saw it and immediately ran over and carried the child out.
Mother breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "Thank you." With a smile on his face. "Boom!" I was involved in the elevator.
After reading this news, I suddenly hugged my mother who was cooking. My nose is sour and tears blur my eyes. "Mom ..."
One thing that touched me most was writing 300 words (1).
Whenever it rains, I will think of my dear grandfather and the most touching thing.
It was Friday, and I don't know who started it
God, the sky outside the window suddenly darkened, and it started to rain in Mao Mao. But who would have thought that the light rain in Mao Mao gradually turned into a downpour at noon, and my mood was as gloomy as the sky.
What shall we do? What shall we do? I didn't bring my umbrella, and I didn't tell my family to pick me up. Looking at the sky, the rain won't stop for a while. My parents are still working, my grandparents are in poor health, and I have no money with me. I am in a really bad mood.
It's over.
I really envy watching my classmates walk out of school one by one. Just then, a kind voice came into my ear, "Jiang Meng!" I turned around and said, "Grandpa!" I am very excited.
I let out a cry and saw my grandfather riding a bicycle and wearing a black raincoat, but this small raincoat could not stop the string of raindrops. I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran to grandpa. Grandpa quickly opened the umbrella and handed it to me.
I found the seat wrapped in a plastic bag by my grandfather. He said he was afraid of getting wet on the road. I am very touched. "Come on!" Grandpa said. "No, I have an umbrella anyway. I can go back by myself. Don't take me.
How slippery the road is by bike. "Grandpa is old, riding a bike by himself may be dangerous, not to mention getting wet with me. Grandpa quickly said, "it's okay, it's okay. I don't trust you to go back in rainy days." Let's leave now. "
It will rain even harder in the future! "I have to agree.
Grandpa is very careful at every step of riding. The wind is getting stronger and stronger. My umbrella was blown over several times. Grandpa simply took my umbrella and put on a raincoat for me. Raindrops hit grandpa's body and face. I insisted on returning the raincoat to grandpa, but it was useless.
Finally, when I got home, my grandfather was covered in water. My grandmother quickly brought a towel and asked me what was going on. Grandpa quickly interrupted and said, "Nothing, my umbrella broke down on the way, so I gave her my raincoat, and I got wet, so I went to take a shower." As soon as my grandfather turned around and went into the bathroom, my tears welled up.
I will never forget this incident, and let me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love him. I am proud to have such a grandfather!
What moved me the most (2)
Time flies like running water, and many memories fade with the passing of days. But there is one thing that makes me vivid and moved-that deep maternal love.
That morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Jingjing, it's predicted to rain today, so take an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. This is evident in Wan Li. How can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door.
straight
At noon, when school was over, there was a sudden thunder and lightning, and suddenly the rainstorm poured down. All the students with rain gear went home, and the others were picked up by their parents one by one. My father teaches in a foreign school and never comes home at noon. Just now.
Well, my mother has a high fever these days and has an intravenous drip. I don't think anyone will pick me up. I was sitting alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, I couldn't help crying.
At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Oh, it's mom! The strong wind and the heavy rain seemed to engulf my mother. My mother struggled towards me.
"Jingjing, come on, put on your raincoat." My mother said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, it is raining harder and harder. My mother's hair, face and body were soaked by the rain. I looked at my "wet" mother and her pale face and couldn't help crying again. ...
An umbrella holds up a sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me joy and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it always touches me and teaches me to be a good person and study hard. ...
This really moved me (3)
Some things fade with the passage of time, and some things can't be forgotten no matter how time passes. It happened at school last summer, but it still makes me remember it vividly and still moved.
Bang, naughty glasses earned from me and died heroically on the ground. "ah! ? "I was shocked and stood there at a loss. What should I do? What should we do?
This is the third time that I have broken my glasses. My mother's tiger-like face suddenly appeared in front of me, and what my mother said last time echoed in my ears: as long as you break your glasses again, I won't match them for you! "This sentence is like a bolt from the blue, has been wandering in my heart. At this time, Jin Doudou, who lived up to expectations, jumped out of my sight. I feel uneasy, as if I jumped into the abyss from a tall building.
"What's the matter, what's the matter? What happened to the sound just now? " My classmates rushed over. Some of my "reactionaries" seem to be saying, "Haha", your glasses are broken! "The monitor said," Never mind, don't be sad! "My classmates are all gossiping. But I always feel that what my classmates said is ironic and my heart ached, so I ignored them.
"Bell!
Rinrin is not at school. Why is it so heavy today? Maybe I'm angry because I broke my glasses. I carry a schoolbag with my head down in despair, and my feet are like ten thousand tons of steel. I can't walk. "Don't go, we have to go.
Take you to a place! Monitor Wang Peng said. I thought to myself: You still want to satirize me at this time. I'm really "dumb eating coptis chinensis-I have unspeakable suffering"! Can see his serious appearance, my heart with a grain of salt, with great doubt.
No. I went with my classmates.
When I arrived, I looked intently at the "big bright eye shop". "We'll take you to buy glasses," Li said quickly. My heart is full of joy, but I can't believe it. "Where did you get the money?" "Together.
Yes! "When they saw that I didn't believe it, they pulled me in. The uncle inside listened to my "heroic deeds" and worked harder to cooperate with me. " Yes! "He gave me the glasses and I held them in my hand, which seemed to weigh ten thousand tons 1.
Because it contains the friendship of classmates, this is my most precious pair of glasses!
This incident moved me very much, because it witnessed the warmth of the collective, and I will never forget it!
Affection touched me one thing (4)
From my childhood to now, I have experienced many things, including happiness, sadness, unforgettable and interesting ... but none of them touched me, only one thing at home touched me. This thing is the family relationship between animals, which makes me feel very moved.
It was the first day of summer vacation, and I walked back from my sister's house with a dog. I was walking on Kuantian Avenue in the Woods when the dog ran in front of me.
Suddenly my dog slowed down and walked quietly, as if he smelled something wild ahead.
wind
Two rows of trees on the roadside shook violently, and the trees were singing and swaying happily with the wind. I looked along the extremely wide road and saw a small sparrow standing on the ground, flapping helplessly against a pair of little wings.
The corners of his mouth are bright yellow, his hair grows on his head, and his round eyes are bright. Obviously, he fell from his nest shortly after he was born, which is extremely pitiful and miserable.
The dog nosed slowly towards the sparrow.
The child sniffed and opened his mouth to show his sharp teeth. When he was about to swallow the newborn sparrow, an incredible situation appeared before him. An old sparrow flew down from the tree and fell like a stone.
In front of the dog, he was covered with feathers, exhausted his strength, screamed in despair, and his round eyes showed begging eyes.
The old sparrow covers the little sparrow with its own body and wants to use its own.
Life saves one's own children. But because he was too nervous, he trembled, sweated and made a hoarse cry. It's still, ready for a big fight. What a monster the hound is to him.
Ah! How young he is, plus he is afraid. But he can't stand on a tall and dangerous branch and watch his baby be swallowed by the dog as a delicious meal! So powerful
The strength lies in his flying down from the tree.
I was dumbfounded, so moved that I couldn't speak, and the dog was surprised, but it opened its mouth again and stuck out its long tongue. It probably didn't expect the old sparrow to have such courage, and slowly, slowly shrank back.
I quickly called my dog back and took it away.
This incident touched me deeply. I didn't expect animals to have such deep feelings. As a mother, they have such deep feelings for their children.
One thing that moved me was that there were many things around us that moved us. Some people may ask, "What is motion?" I think moving is to help you when you need help and solve some problems. These things that move me shine like stars in my mind. I will pick a star for you and tell you something that moves me.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade, I got up early to prepare for school. I walked to school with easy steps. I was about to walk to the school gate when I saw the red scarf worn by my classmates. I stopped suddenly, stretched out my hand and touched the right pocket and the left pocket, but I didn't see the red scarf. Suddenly I was worried. I took off my schoolbag again and turned it left and right, just pouring out all the things in it, but I didn't even find the shadow of the red scarf. My heart is like an ant on hot bricks-running around. I frowned and said, "What should I do?" I was so anxious that I stamped my feet. As time goes on, my heart becomes more and more anxious. I was waiting there, and when I saw Zheng Yanqi sitting on the road, I jumped up in high spirits, as if a happy road was coming to me. I ran to Zheng Yanqi and asked, "Zheng Yanqi, do you have an extra red scarf?" "Yes," he replied, "Can you lend me one?" I continued to ask, "Of course, aren't we good classmates?" Students should help each other. "He readily agreed.
Sorry, you are absolutely right. Students should really help each other.
A 70-year-old woman in Tieshan District, Huangshi City, Hubei Province found 7000 yuan in cash while picking up garbage. Although the old man was cold and hungry at that time, she gave the money to the police without hesitation, preferring to borrow one yuan for breakfast rather than greedy for money.
According to the person in charge of Tieshan Gong * * * Safety Expert Branch, Guo Dongrong, who lives in Sancha Road Village, Tieshan District, is over 70 years old. She walks to Jianlin Mountain near her home every day, picking up waste along the way. /kloc-in the early morning of 0/8, Mrs. Guo went to Jianlin Mountain with a basket as usual, and suddenly found a bulging plastic bag beside the roadside ditch. Open it and there is a big bag of money inside. After stumbling 1 many hours, the panting Guo Laotai finally met the police on duty. Too late to rest, Mrs. Guo and the police counted the bag of money, which was 7,000 yuan. Under the guidance of the elderly, the police on duty drove to the scene of the incident to investigate; Later, Mrs. Guo returned to the (Baidu) police station and made a record in accordance with the regulations. By the time all the formalities are finished, it's already past 9 am. At this time, Mrs. Guo shyly asked the policeman on duty: "I haven't had breakfast yet. Can you lend me one yuan to buy two steamed buns? "
The police at the scene were shocked, with tears in their eyes, and took out the money in their pockets and stuffed it into Guo Dongrong's hands. The old man insisted on giving only one dollar. "As long as two steamed buns cost one yuan, find the owner quickly and return the money to others!"
Looking at the back of the old man, the police divided the money with tears. . .
Composition, what moved me? I am 300 words 10 years old and have experienced many things. Some things just happened and I forgot for a while, but I didn't forget one thing today.
That was last year, and the mid-term exam was coming. What moved me most was this matter. One day, when I came home from school, I saw a cleaner cleaning up the fallen leaves on the trees on the road. Suddenly, a boy walked past me and left a banana peel. I was just about to say that the cleaner next to me taught him: "Which child are you from?" As a pupil, why are you so uncivilized? Aren't you responsible for the sanitation of the city? " Others say that urban sanitation is everyone's responsibility. Only with the concerted efforts of Qi Xin can we create a beautiful city. Didn't your teacher teach you? "After being taught a lesson by the cleaner, the little boy bowed his head in shame. He went over with a red face and bent down to pick up the banana peel, threw it into the trash can, and then went up to the cleaner and said, "I'm sorry." "
If this city is a pearl city, then the cleaner is the pearl girl who builds the urban landscape. Without her, the city will be put to shame.
One thing that touched me most was the composition of about 300 words. In the colorful life, there are many touches. What I want to write is a true story of the Sichuan earthquake.
Late at night, rescuers who were searching nervously in Sichuan suddenly heard a child crying, and rescuers immediately looked around for the child. "Found it! I found it! Are still alive! " A rescuer shouted happily. They found a mother lying on the ground, her body bent and her abdomen drooping. The child was wrapped in a blanket and slept soundly. But ... poor kid, his mother is dead. But it's not easy to save this child! Rescuers were afraid that the stone would hit the child, so they had to move the solid stone by hand, but because the ground was far away from the ruins, about a few meters, the earth drill could not get down. Alas! There is still no way! Rescuers racked their brains and finally figured out a way to break into the ruins with a long iron bar and then move it out with an iron bar. When the child was rescued by rescuers, the child was already crying! It's loud. When the medical staff was cleaning the child's wound, a mobile phone suddenly fell out of the blanket, which read: "Son, if you are still alive, you should know that your mother loves you!" " "It is this sentence that makes many people cry.
I was moved by myself. One person who moved me was Chen Shiyuan.
In a blink of an eye, the door of childhood has slowly closed to me. Recalling the past, there are joys and sorrows, joy and excitement ... but there is one thing I remember vividly.
On Sunday afternoon, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people, because I had to buy pens. In desperation, we went to a roadside food stall to buy food. The stall owner is an old man, and you can tell at a glance that he is a weather-beaten old farmer.
Mother asked the price and began to bargain with him. But the vegetable seller haggles over every ounce and refuses to cut the score by half. I urged my mother impatiently, and my mother was anxious, so she quickly said that she had to pay for the meal and left in a hurry. Who knows, on the way, my mother found the key missing. What should I do? There will be guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother showed a disappointed expression on her face. "Must be lost in the stall, lost something, who will give it back to you, not to mention the haggle over every ounce of the old man. You think you are unlucky! "
After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try her luck, so we ran towards the market again.
It was already evening when we arrived, and there were not many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw the old man still there, looking around as if waiting for someone. My mother and I walked up, and grandpa recognized us. He handed the key to his mother with a calloused hand, and her mother nodded knowingly to him. All three of us laughed happily.
Looking at this simple old man, what can I say? A sense of guilt arises from this. I wish the old man a safe life.
Pick me! ! !
What moved me was that.
Time flies like running water, and many memories fade with the passing of days. But there is one thing that makes me vividly remember.
It was a sunny evening, and my mother and I went for a walk in the lakeside park.
A breeze blew head-on, and not far away, a mother and son strolled over from a distance. Suddenly, a few colorful candy papers floated in the sky, and soon, those small colored papers slowly landed on the green grass. I was indifferent and wanted to go on, but I was about to turn my head. I saw that little sister run to the newspaper. When I just wanted to pick up the paper, I only heard her mother shouting behind her, "Qingqing, don't pick up that dirty paper. You want colored paper. Mom will buy it for you tomorrow. Come here. " But the little sister smiled back at her mother and continued to squat. I think she must regard this colored paper as something interesting. Suddenly, I was shocked. I saw my little sister pick up the dirty colored paper, walk to a trash can on the side of the road, throw it into the bucket, and then jump to her mother. At that time, I was completely moved by this little sister. I think if1300 million people in our country and even people all over the world can be like us today, I firmly believe that in the near future, our home will be better.
Touched, like an intoxicating sea breeze.
Feel the sea breeze, our hearts become pure and spacious;
Touched, like heartbreaking snow. Appreciating the snow makes our hearts quiet and peaceful.
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