Five essays of 400 words on one thing that moved primary school students

A 400-word essay on one thing that moved primary school students

The person who moved me most in life is a teacher named Xun Xiaochao. He was a hero who died saving several students during the Wenchuan earthquake.

On May 12, Xun Xiaochao, a teacher at Yonganba Village Primary School, Hongkou Town, Tongjiang County, Bazhong City, Sichuan Province, was on duty in the classroom on the third floor as usual. Suddenly, the entire teaching building began to shake and tremble. He instinctively shouted: "Classmates, run quickly!" Almost at the same time, he rushed to the balcony and shouted to the teachers and classmates in other classes.

Most students were confused and confused after suddenly waking up from their nap. Xun Xiaochao shouted: "Run, it's dangerous, hurry, hurry." He quickly picked up a student and rushed downstairs. When he got downstairs, he didn't have time to catch his breath, so he immediately rushed to the third floor, picked up two students again and rushed downstairs. Rush away. When he rushed to the third floor again, picked up the two students again, and rushed downstairs again, the top floor collapsed. The student who was carried down by Xun Xiaochao was saved. However, Xun Xiaochao's legs were broken by collapsing concrete and bricks, and his chest was seriously injured. Other teachers at the school and villagers immediately carried out rescue operations. Seeing someone preparing to move the bricks and concrete he was carrying, Xun Xiaochao said intermittently: "I'm afraid I can't survive. Please save the students quickly." He pointed to the top floor with difficulty and said: "There are still students up there." Then, Xun Xiaochao I closed my eyes forever on the way to the hospital.

Xun Xiaochao, he used his 24-year-old life to interpret the soul of teacher ethics of love and responsibility. There are many teachers like Xun Xiaochao, such as Tan Qianqiu, who "opened his arms to protect his students." Tan Qianqiu lost his 51-year-old life.

We must learn more from Xun Xiaochao’s deeds.

A 400-word essay on one thing that moved primary school students, Part 2

Time flies by like running water. In our memory, there must be many deeply touching things! But there is one thing that stuck with me the most.

When I was a child, that morning, I was going to school. My mother said: "The weather forecast says it will rain today. Remember to bring an umbrella, you know?" I looked at the sky and thought: The weather is so nice. , how can it rain? He ran out quickly.

It was almost noon, "Ring, ring, ring..." The bell rang. I looked outside the window, ah! Why is it raining? It was pouring down, and I remembered what my mother said this morning. I really regretted it. The students who brought rain gear went home one after another, and the others were taken home by their parents. And what about me? My father is not at home, and my mother has a fever and an IV drip these days, so no one will come to school to pick me up. Looking at the heavy rain pouring outside the classroom, I lay on the desk and cried. I thought: Will my mother come to pick me up?

Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure. Oh, it turned out to be my mother. My mother came to pick me up in the heavy rain. I seemed to see that the heavy rain was going to swallow my mother. My mother was walking towards me with difficulty. "Mom!" Mom smiled at me, took off her raincoat and put it on me. I put on my raincoat, and my mother was next to me. When I saw my mother who looked like a drowned rat, my nose became sore, and I threw myself in my mother's arms and cried.

Mom’s love gives me joy and happiness. Mom is our haven. Mom understands us. I love my mother. We must repay our parents’ kindness.

A 400-word essay on one thing that moved primary school students, Part 3

In life, there are many things that move us. One thing that moved me very much happened around me recently. . This incident happened in the subway during the winter vacation.

That day, my family and I took the subway to buy books at the Central Bookstore in Futian District, Shenzhen. When I walked to the subway station to buy a ticket, I saw an old man holding many things in his hands and walking very slowly. inconvenient. Suddenly the old man accidentally fell down. I hurriedly ran over and tried to help the old man up. But the staff at the subway station had already helped the old man up. The staff asked with concern whether the old man was injured, and were relieved when they found that there was nothing serious about the old man. The staff asked the old man where he lived. But the old man was frightened and could no longer speak. The old man took out his business card, and the staff judged that the old man lived in the Futian District Lawyer's Building. So the staff immediately helped the elderly person buy a ticket and took the elderly person into the subway in person. The staff at Futian Subway Station was responsible for escorting the elderly person to the Futian District Lawyer Building and safely delivered the elderly person to the destination.

I was very excited and touched by the whole incident. I was moved by the love and caring of others at the subway station. I am very grateful to the subway station staff for their contribution to the subway. The station adds a beautiful scenery. This day is a day that embodies care, love and vivid touching. I had a very meaningful afternoon. I understand that helping others is helping ourselves, and helping others is helping ourselves.

A 400-word essay on an incident that moved primary school students, Part 4

Time flies by like running water, and many memories have faded with the disappearance of the days. But there is one thing that makes me vividly remember and move me deeply - that deep maternal love.

That morning, when I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back, my mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Son, the weather forecast is for rain today, so you'd better bring an umbrella." I looked up at the sky, The sky is clear, how can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door.

Just when school was over at noon, there was sudden lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain fell suddenly. The students who brought rain gear all went home, and the others were picked up one by one by their parents. My father went to Luqiao to do some shopping and had to go home at noon because the school people had to take a break. It just so happened that my mother was suffering from a high fever and was taking an IV drip these days. I don't think anyone will come to pick me up. I sat alone in the classroom, anxious and worried. Looking at the heavy rain falling outside the window, I couldn't help but want to cry.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Oh, it's mom! The strong wind and heavy rain seemed to swallow my mother up. My mother struggled and walked towards me.

"Son, come here quickly and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Mom's hair, face, and body were all soaked by the rain. Looking at my mother who looked like a drowned rat and her pale face, I couldn't help crying again...

An umbrella holds up the sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me joy and happiness. . Although it has been a long time, it always touched me and taught me to be a good person and study well...

A 400-word essay on a thing that touched primary school students Part 5

In my In my impression, there is a touching thing that I experienced personally, which is still fresh in my memory. Write a touching thing.

When I was in fourth grade, I personally experienced a touching incident. Although not many people knew about it, I remembered it deeply.

I remember that day was Friday, school was over, and we all ran happily to our homes like a runaway horse. I ran at the front because I remembered: my mother’s smile to me was so sweet, like a bright lily; my mother’s criticism of me was so severe, like a general leading the army in battle; My mother's love for me was so warm, like the sun in spring always warming my heart. I thought about it so fascinatedly.

At this moment, a car roared from behind me. The driver noticed me and quickly honked the horn. However, I still did not "wake up" from my mother's world. , at this extremely urgent moment, a big brother rushed to me quickly and pushed me aside. I was saved, but the elder brother's hand was injured. I was very anxious and took out a tissue. The bleeding on my brother's hand stopped. I excitedly said to my elder brother: "Thank you, elder brother. If it weren't for you, I would have been crushed into a meat pie."

My elder brother smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are safe, I will rest assured." ” My brother and I were talking and returned home unknowingly.

Although not many people know about this, it moved me a lot. I think my brother is so great, and his spirit of sacrificing himself to save others is worth learning from. It made me understand a profound truth: helping others is the happiest thing for me.