A composition about a person who moved me?

1. A person who moved me

In my childhood memories, many things happened. There is pain and joy, happiness and anger... But there is one thing that touched me so much that I can't forget it for a long time.

I remember when I was in second grade, one day my class was having a physical education class. My classmates and I were happily playing the game of eagle and chicken. Unfortunately, a senior college student ran over and It knocked me down all of a sudden, and I injured my knee. The pain made me cry. When my classmates heard the cry, they all gathered around me. Some classmates comforted me and said, "Liu Xin, don't cry. Let me rub it for you!" Some squatted down to help me blow my wounds. The one that moved me most was classmate Hou Xinyue. She squatted in front of me and asked me to Lying on her back, she stood up vigorously and used her young body to carry me to the school platform, letting me sit there and rest. At this time, Wei Xinxin ran over and took me to the school platform. Bring me the anti-inflammatory medicine I want to take, grind it into powder for me, and sprinkle it on the wound... Feeling all this, I cried again, but this time it was not tears of pain, but tears of emotion. of teardrops.

People say friendship is precious, but in my opinion, friendship is not only precious, it can also be touching. Although it has been a long time since this incident, it is still fresh in my memory and will be unforgettable for the rest of my life.

2. A thing that moved me

Deep in my memory, there are too many things that make me dumbfounded, and some Too many things make me feel uneasy. But as I grow up day by day, many things have been forgotten, but I still clearly remember the thing that was both unforgettable and touching to me.

On Sunday afternoon, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market. The market was crowded because I wanted to buy pens. In desperation, we went to a vegetable stall on the roadside to buy vegetables. The stall owner is an old man, and you can tell at a glance that he is an authentic old farmer who has experienced many hardships.

My mother came up and asked the price, and then started negotiating with him. But the vegetable seller was so fussy about it that he refused to lower his price by even half a dime. I was urging my mother impatiently, and my mother was also anxious, so she hurriedly weighed the food, paid for it, and left in a hurry. Unexpectedly, halfway through,

my mother discovered that the key was missing.

What should I do? There are guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother had a disappointed expression on her face. "I must have forgotten it at the stall. If I lost something, who would return it to you?

Let alone that fussy old man. Consider yourself 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 got there, and there were not many people in the market. Under the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, looking around as if waiting for someone. My mother and I walked up.

Grandpa recognized us. He handed the key to my mother with his calloused hands. My mother nodded to him knowingly, and the three of us smiled happily. .

In fact, there are many things around us that touch us, and these things are often insignificant. However, as long as you observe carefully and pay attention to the things around you,

you will definitely be able to find it.

3. One thing that moved me

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

That morning, I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Bobo, the weather forecast is for rain today, so you'd better bring an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. ,

How can it rain when the sky is clear? 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 teaches in a school out of town and never comes home at noon. 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 hungry. Looking at the heavy rain falling 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 heavy rain seemed to swallow my mother up. My mother struggled and walked towards me.

"Bobo, 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, looking at her pale face, I couldn't help but cry again...

An umbrella holds up the sky, my mother loves it The umbrella 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 well... A 400-word essay on one thing that touches me

One thing that touches me every time I Passing the corner of the school, I always think of one thing.

Here’s what happened: In the spring of that year, when I was in fourth grade, the road near the school was being dug up with dirt because of water pipe repairs, which made the already narrow road even narrower. .

Every time school ends at noon, the place is crowded with people, rubbing shoulders, and even chaotic, making it difficult for people going home to walk.

On this day, I rode my bicycle and moved forward at a snail's pace with the slow crowd.

When I reached the corner, suddenly, I lost my balance.

The person behind me hit my car accidentally or intentionally.

What's stuck in my wheel? I couldn't ride it no matter how hard I rode, and the car started shaking from side to side.

Finally, with a "boom", I fell to the ground along with the car, while the person who hit me blended into the crowd and slipped away.

My left foot was pinned down by the heavy car and I couldn’t pump it up no matter how hard I tried.

There was also a big gash on the knee of my right leg. The heartbreaking pain hit me one after another. I couldn’t even move. Tears flowed down my face.

I looked at the passers-by with pleading eyes, but they didn't even look at me.

I couldn’t stand up, so I had no choice but to stay still.

Just when I felt desperate, a sister stopped beside me and "rescued" my pinned foot.

She first helped the car up, then helped me up, and while helping me pat the dirt, she asked me with concern: "Are you okay?" She also wiped my tears, and I sobbed and said: "It's okay, it's okay, thank you.

"Little sister, please be careful in the future..." The elder sister's words flowed into my heart like a warm current.

I will never forget that big sister, she helped me when I was most desperate. Although I don’t know her name, I am grateful to her from the bottom of my heart, forever, forever. A 400-word essay about touching (happened to "me")

In the moonlight, I only take the clearest one; in the brilliant afterglow, I only hold the warmest one; Luoluo In the red leaves, I only pick the most beautiful ones; in the long life, I only pick the most important ones - touching.

——Inscription: There are many touching moments in life, but we are careless and never record them.

So, when someone asks, "What moved you the most?" I always hesitate and can't answer.

However, by chance, after listening to the speech of the famous orator Sun Yun, I cried because I have never counted the things that people who love me did to me in my life. There have been so many things, "Tie me up quietly in the middle of the night, and knit me a thick sweater in winter.

" Maybe these are small things, but they should not be forgotten.

When I was a child, I was still ignorant. My mother told me what I could and could not do; I could not walk yet, so my father bent down his fat body and took my fleshy little hand with his big chubby hand. , leading me forward; as I got a little older, my parents were worried and burdened by my studies.

But even though these images are engraved in my mind, I never say "I love you!" to the person who loves me! Teacher Sun Yun is a successful speaker. It will make people cry. This is not all because of how sensational he talks, but more because he talks about the corner that touches the deepest part of the soul. In that corner, there is full of love, but we I chose to leave it in the corner for various reasons.

At that report meeting, I hugged my mother and cried, crying like the child 15 years ago. My mother was also like the mother who coaxed me 15 years ago, patting me and saying, "No Cry, good boy, stop crying.

"In spring, looking at the brilliant cherry blossom trees will always touch the magic of life in all things.

Today, looking at my mother’s graying temples, I will always be moved by the true love and selfless family affection of the most beloved in the world! Hope it helps. A 400-word essay about people and things that touched me

The spring breeze blew, making me feel warm and reminding me of the time when I was touched by my mother.

It was a final exam. I have always been weak in mathematics, and I became more afraid of failing in the exam.

Before the exam, my mother said to me: "Baby, don't worry or be afraid, cheer up, I wish you a good result in the exam!" I cheered up and said to my mother: "I will work hard. "But when I walked into the classroom, I was a little scared again, but thinking about my mother's words, I plucked up the courage to walk into the classroom. A 400-word essay on the person who moved me the most

Whenever it rains, I will think of my dear grandpa and the thing that moved me the most.

That day was Friday. I don’t know who provoked God. The sky outside the window suddenly darkened and it began to drizzle.

But who would have expected that as soon as school was over at noon, the drizzle had gradually turned into a downpour, and my mood, like the sky, became much darker.

What to do? what to do? I didn’t bring an umbrella and didn’t tell my family to pick me up.

Looking at the sky, the rain will not stop for a while.

My parents are still working, my grandparents are not in good health, and I don’t have any money. I feel really bad.

I was really envious as I watched my classmates walk out of school one by one.

At this moment, a kind and kind voice came into my ears, "Jiang Meng!" I turned around and looked, "Grandpa!" I shouted excitedly, and I saw grandpa riding a bicycle. , wearing a black raincoat, but this little raincoat couldn't block the strings of raindrops at all.

I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran towards Grandpa. Grandpa quickly opened the umbrella and handed it to me.

I found that my grandfather had wrapped the seat in a plastic bag. He said he was afraid that the seat would get wet on the road. I was very moved.

"Sit up quickly!" Grandpa said.

"No, I have an umbrella anyway. I can go back by myself. Please don't take me to ride the bike. The road is so slippery.

"Grandpa is already old. , it may be dangerous to ride a bicycle by yourself, let alone take me to ride in the rain.

Grandpa said hurriedly: "It's okay, it's okay. I'm not worried about you going back on a rainy day. Let's go quickly. It will rain even more soon!" I had no choice but to agree.

Grandpa was very careful with every step he took. The wind got stronger and stronger, and my umbrella was blown over several times. Grandpa simply took my umbrella away and put his raincoat on me. on the body.

Big raindrops hit grandpa on his body and face. I insisted on returning the raincoat to grandpa, but failed.

When we finally got home, Grandpa’s whole body was covered with water. Grandma quickly brought me a towel and asked me what was going on. Grandpa quickly interrupted and said, “It’s okay. The umbrella broke on the road. I gave her my raincoat. So I got wet and I went to take a shower.

As soon as grandpa turned around and entered the bathroom, tears burst into my eyes.

This incident is something I will never forget, and it also made me know how much my grandpa loves me and how much I love my grandpa.

I am proud to have such a grandpa, proud! A 400-word essay about touching

A lot of things must have happened in your life. Maybe you have completely forgotten some of them, but some of them are clearly remembered, and that incident made me I was very touched...I remember the night after I finished my final exam and was about to go on winter vacation, there was a crisp sound of footsteps. It must have been my mother coming back. I immediately ran from the room like flying. I came out and opened the door, and saw my mother walking in exhaustedly and sitting down with a frown on her face. I asked strangely: "Mom, where is dad?" "He...he went to Danzao to discuss business."

"My mother said hesitantly, and I didn't ask any more questions.

After the meal, I saw my mother was restless, and then she hurriedly called the second aunt in Danzao, saying that she didn’t need to bother you, and asked him to go and pick up the food; she was very busy recently, so she could get it done before the Chinese New Year. , it was better... If not, I bought him pajamas,... I was confused at first, but then I saw that my mother had changed and she felt better. I asked my mother what was going on, It turned out that my father had a benign tumor and had just undergone surgery.

No wonder my mother doesn’t care about her home.

The next day, I went to Danzao Hospital to see my father, and then stayed at my third aunt’s house for a while. When my father was discharged from the hospital, I lived at my second aunt’s house. Because my father had not fully recovered, he had to stay for a while longer. .

One morning, my father came to my third aunt’s house alone. I was very shocked. It takes about an hour to walk from my second aunt’s house to here. How much perseverance it takes. However, my father came here just to pick up the child. I went to my second aunt's house.

I said: "Dad, are you tired? Let's rest for a while! I'll pack my things right away.

" Dad panted and said, "It's okay. It's much better. The wound has healed." Half of them don't know that I'm here to take you back.

"Looking at Dad's haggard face, the wrinkles on his forehead, the gray hair on his temples, and the beads of sweat like soybeans, he said that he was very happy. The spirit is so stubborn.

I took my backpack and asked, "Dad, can you sit down for a while before walking?" "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, come here, I'll help you carry the backpack.

"Dad said After taking the backpack away, I dragged my father's rough hands and walked back. Along the way, every step of my father was as difficult as a huge boulder. Sweat kept pouring out. My father was panting and walking very hard. Every step...Dad just picked me up and dropped me off, but it moved me... Touching essay 400 words

Mother's love attended the first parent-teacher meeting in kindergarten. The teacher said, "Your son has ADHD and can't sit on the bench for even three minutes. You'd better take him to the hospital for a checkup.

" On the way home, the son asked his mother, and the teacher said After saying something, her nose became sore and she almost shed tears.

Because among the 30 children in the class, only her son performed the worst; it was only towards him that the teacher showed disdain.

However, she still told her son: "The teacher praised you and said that the baby could not sit on the bench for one minute, but now he could sit for three minutes.

Other mothers also I envy your mother very much, because only the baby has improved in the class.

"That night, her son ate two bowls of rice for the first time and did not let her feed him.

My son is in primary school.

At the parent-teacher meeting, the teacher said: "There are 50 students in the class. In this math test, your son ranked 40th. We suspect that he has some intellectual disabilities. You'd better take him to the hospital. Check it out.

" She shed tears as she walked out of the classroom.

However, when she returned home, she said to her son sitting at the table: "The teacher has full confidence in you.

He said that you are not a stupid child. , as long as you are more careful, you will surpass your deskmate. This time your deskmate is ranked 21st.

" When she said this, she found that her son's dim eyes were suddenly filled with light. , the frustrated face suddenly relaxed.

She even found that from then on, her son was surprisingly docile and seemed to have grown up a lot.

When I went to school the next day, I went earlier than usual.

When the child went to junior high school, it was another parent-teacher meeting.

She sat in her son's seat, waiting for the teacher to call her son's name, because at every parent-teacher meeting, her son's name was always called among the poor students.

However, this time it was beyond her expectation. She didn't hear his son's name until the end of the parent-teacher meeting.

She was not used to it, so she asked her teacher before leaving. The teacher told her: "According to your son's current grades, it is a bit dangerous to take the entrance exam for a key high school.

After hearing this, she was pleasantly surprised. Walking out of the school gate, she found her son waiting for her.

Walking on the road, she held her son's shoulders, feeling an indescribable sweetness in her heart. She told her son: "The head teacher is very satisfied with you. He said that as long as you work hard, you have a good chance of passing the exam." Go to a key high school.

"Graduated from high school.

When the first batch of university admission notices were issued, the school called her son to come to school.

She had a premonition that her son was admitted to the first batch of key universities, because when she applied for the exam, she told her son that she believed he could get into the key universities.

When her son came back from school, he handed her a special express letter bearing the name of Tsinghua University Admissions Office. Suddenly, he turned around and ran to his room and burst into tears. While crying, the son said: "Mom, I know I'm not a smart child, but you are the only one in this world who can appreciate me..." Even though it was a lie to me. After hearing this, my mother was filled with joy and sorrow, and she could no longer hold back her temper for more than ten years. The tears gathered in my heart were allowed to flow down and hit the envelope in my hand... Love requires understanding and communication. The girl had a big fight with her mother and rushed out of the door in anger, deciding never to return to that annoying person again. Home! She had been wandering outside all day, her stomach growling with hunger.

But I came out without any pocket money, but I couldn’t bear to go home for dinner.

Until night.

She came to a noodle stall and smelled the aroma of noodles and braised eggs.

Although she felt very hungry, she had no money, so she had to stand aside and watch.

Suddenly, the boss asked kindly: "Little sister, do you want some noodles?" She replied with a blushing face: "Wow! But... I didn't bring any money."

The boss laughed loudly: "Haha, forget it, there just aren't many customers today. Sit down and I'll treat you to a bowl of Yangchun noodles!" The girl couldn't believe her ears and hurriedly sat down.

After a while, the noodles came. She ate them with gusto and said, "Boss, you are such a nice person!" The boss asked, "Oh? How do you say that?" The girl then said, "Yes! We’ve never met each other, but you’re willing to treat me to a meal, unlike my damn mother, who doesn’t understand my needs and thoughts at all, which makes me so angry!” The boss laughed again: “Ha, little sister, I’m not good enough. I just gave you a bowl of noodles, and you are so grateful to me, so shouldn’t you be even more grateful to your mother for helping you cook for more than ten years?” When the boss said this, the girl suddenly woke up from a dream. Tears burst into my eyes instantly! Ignoring the half bowl of noodles left, she stood up and ran towards her home while wiping her tears and mouth.

When she arrived at the alley in front of her house, she saw her mother wearing slippers from a distance and looking around anxiously at the door. Her heart immediately clenched! There are a thousand or ten thousand words of "I'm sorry" I want to say to my mother.

Before I could speak, my mother came forward and said, "Oh! Where have you been all day? You scared me to death! Come in and wash your hands. It’s time for dinner.

"This evening, the girl deeply realized the true meaning of the word "love".

Love. When it is as close as skin to skin, people often cannot feel it, often ignore it, or even trample on it, especially to their family members and parents, so that we often yell instead of communicating. Contempt replaces care.

Maybe you think your parents have no common sense and don’t read enough books, but have you ever thought that they don’t read many books because they spend all their time and savings on cultivating you? : You may think that your parents have not kept up with the times and do not even know how to use the Internet. But have you ever thought that they do not know how to use the Internet because they have devoted all their energy to their family and have no time to go back? Time to play with these new things! Don't take all your family's efforts for granted, and don't wait until you lose them before you know how to cherish them.

No matter how many flower baskets you send after death, they are not as good as a single rose when you were alive: No matter how many tributes you receive after death, they are not as good as saying "I love you" when you were alive.

"Be filial to your parents" is not a rigid dogma, but a wise instruction that allows you and me to enjoy warmth today and avoid regrets tomorrow. Write a touching composition of 400 words

There is a notepad in my heart. No matter whether I am happy, moved, angry, or crying, I will write down things in the notepad in my heart. On this day, I "Open" the yellowed "notepad", look at the things written down on the first page attentively, and start to think deeply.

I remember it was a summer, and it was raining heavily that afternoon. After school, I stood downstairs and looked around. Suddenly I remembered that my father was on a business trip, and my mother didn’t get off work until 6 o’clock today. It was over, it was all over now. ,what to do? Did I bring an umbrella? Just when I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, my "enemy" Zhou Xiaomin at the same table came over. We are really enemies on a narrow road. I saw him saying with a smile on his face: "How about it? I didn't bring an umbrella, right?" Aren't your parents coming to pick you up?" I said angrily, "I'm not going to pick you up, but I want you to take care of me?" He said, "It's okay, I brought an umbrella, let's go home together! "What? Did I hear it right? He actually said these words. Thinking of this, the scene of the two of us fighting from time to time came to my mind. Thinking about it, it really shouldn't be.

"Let's go! Otherwise we will become a drowned rat!" Zhou Xiaomin's words interrupted me.

Walking on the wet road, the rhythmic symphony of "Hua Hua" and "Hua Hua" seemed to be cheering for us to re-establish a new friendship.

On the way, I suddenly felt that the umbrella above my head seemed to move towards me. Seeing that Zhou Xiaomin’s left shoulder was mostly wet, I moved the umbrella towards Zhou Xiaomin again, and he moved it again. Moving towards me, he first sent me home. When he got home, he didn't even have time to drink a cup of hot water. He said, "Let's go, see you tomorrow, bye!" At this time, he felt an indescribable touch. came to my mind.

"Close" the notebook in my heart and start to meditate again... A person who moved me 400 words

Cha found it by a pond in Echo Valley My friend's body.

(3) One night, I went home with my friends after dinner at twelve o'clock in the evening. We passed by a place with a grave. My friend was very scared.

As a result, he was in high spirits the next morning and often said the following words: Someone climbed out of the grave.

They are laughing.

They are bleeding.

(4) There was a power outage at my house one night, and all I could find was white candles. I lit them on the bedside and looked in the mirror before going to sleep. However, that day I felt chest tightness and breathlessness. I tossed and turned as if I was being burned. Something was pressing me down, and when I looked in the mirror I realized I was carrying my grandma’s bag! I obviously didn’t carry it on my back! The whole lake turned red (that was blood). A hand stretched out from the lake, grabbed the girl's feet, and pulled her into the lake. Then, people walked 100 kilometers away from the forest. The girl's body and clothes were found there, but her head was missing. People opened her backpack and were horrified to find her head in the bag. Her expression was very painful. Those who found her threw her body away. I was in that forest, and then left. From then on, no one dared to go to that forest again... If you read this post, please reply immediately and click "Bodhisattva Bless", Then repost this post 3 times on other forums. If you don't post it, that hand will stick out when you take a shower, and you will end up with the same fate as that girl! Believe that everything is true.

(Don’t blame me, I had no choice but to do so.

There is such a moving story: a single woman just moved, and she found that a poor family lived next door. The widow and two children.

One night, the power suddenly went out in the area, and the woman had to light a candle by herself.

After a while, she suddenly heard someone. Knock on the door.

It turned out to be the child of the neighbor next door. He asked nervously: "Auntie, do you have candles at home?" The woman thought to herself: "Their family is so poor that they don't even have candles." Don't borrow them, lest they become dependent on you!" Then she yelled at the child: "No!" Just as she was about to close the door, the poor child said with a caring smile: "I know your family. Definitely not!" After saying that, he took out two candles from his arms and said, "Mom and I were afraid that you would live alone and have no candles, so I brought two to give you.

"At that moment, the woman's heart was touched as never before! When turning the book, a ginkgo leaf slipped quietly.

I bent down, picked it up, and was surprised. This was given to me by my deskmate when I graduated from junior high school. On the back it says, "Cherish it, my friend!" "I don't remember if I had the urge to cry at that time, but now, the withered yellow leaves are already stained with tears.

I remembered that there is another feeling in this world called touching.

For a long time, I seemed to have forgotten the feeling of being moved. Has my soul become indifferent, or is it so filled with irrelevant things that there is no space left? Someone once wrote to me this sentence: "The reason why we erase We passed each other by, not because we missed each other, but because there are two words missing from our lives - touching.

"Yes, our hearts are no longer sensitive because of this, and we no longer carefully collect the slightest touches around us. Only when we miss it and look back, do we realize that we have really lost a lot. /p>

Have you ever sincerely said "thank you" to someone who has helped you? Have you ever deeply reflected on yourself when complaining about others? Because of the changes in the times, our hearts have become narrower, but life has become narrower. But we didn’t lose the feeling, right? It’s just that we didn’t pay attention.

When you no longer limit yourself, you will find that you are moved everywhere.

Parents are tired of studying. When we peel an apple, we are touched; when we are thirsty, our friends bring us a glass of water, we are touched; when we are depressed, we are touched by a word of comfort; when we are happy, we are touched by someone sharing our feelings with us... See the world in the sand, and see heaven in a flower. Whatever you see is enough to move you! People are moved by so many ordinary things every day! It can be very ordinary, but it should not be ignored.

< p> There is a saying: "The reason why a person is moved is because he lives in love.

"There is love in the mortal world, and there is affection in the world. What can make us blind our eyes and turn a blind eye to the touching things around us? What is touching? A thousand people will have a thousand answers.

However, no one can tell an emotionless person what touching is.

Because touching is not expressed with words, but with heart. < /p>

Touch is like the refreshing sweet spring.

Drinking from the sweet spring, our hearts become clear and bright.

Touch is like the intoxicating sea breeze.

Feeling the sea breeze, our hearts become pure and spacious

Touching, like the heartbreaking white snow

Appreciating the white snow, our hearts change. Be quiet and peaceful.

If this world has fallen into mud, open your heart, let the emotion fill its emptiness, cleanse its impurity, and let the emotion make your life brilliant!

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