How to write an essay at the beginning of an essay about people around me giving me warmth

1. How to start an essay with warmth

Warmth is the fluttering spring rain; warmth is the smile written on the face; warmth is the response without hesitation; warmth is meticulous cooperation.

Being quiet but not lonely, being dependent on each other is also a kind of warmth.

Our empty hearts will always be filled by each other.

Simple happiness, full of warm moments. ——Inscription

From the first semester of the first year of junior high school, the rows of seats started to be like a spider coiling its thread. The teacher’s command brought two unfamiliar people together and started our hardcore career. We always stay out of the crowd.

We don’t know each other well. We sat together and didn’t say a word. We are both slow-moving people, and we have both been hurt and betrayed by our friends. I can no longer withstand any harm. So we hide in the shells we made, afraid that the sun will burn our skin, and that the bumpy road will hurt us. For us, only ourselves are the safest.

But we are lucky. It may be because we always avoid other people’s care that we realize that we are similar, and we get closer to each other and attract each other. It seems that it is the instigation of time. Every minute we We are getting closer every second, and in this way, we have become intimate. In the eyes of others, we are all indifferent. In fact, only we ourselves know that we are not indifferent. We understand each other, depend on each other, and need each other.

We often cuddle up with each other in a lazy posture on the grass in the warm afternoon sun, chatting, joking, saying things we dare not say in front of others, and sharing each other's secrets. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, feeling the slightly drunken wind carrying the smell of green grass, and the lazy sunshine, my heart is as peaceful as two peaceful old ladies, sitting on the coast and watching the clouds roll and relax, and the tide rises. fall.

Simple happiness, I always like this afternoon, spending leisurely time with the clouds and you, quietly but not alone, being dependent on each other is also a kind of warmth. It seems that no matter what changes happen in the world, beautiful memories will always be recorded in this spiritual garden. I will fly over your sky, and you will wait for me at the next stop. We fish together to get the results we want, along the path of longing, extending to the end of reunion. Our empty hearts will always be filled with each other.

As long as we are together, there will be happiness every minute; every minute and every second will be a warm time.

We have been separated for a long time. In the most recent meeting, we were still familiar with each other. When we ate, we ordered each other’s favorite dishes as before, and when we went shopping, we bought sister outfits. While chatting, we discovered that in that warm time, our shells were melted by the warm sunshine, and at the same time our ice-like hearts melted, and we both made many more friends.

I think when we are old, when we recall those warm times, there will definitely be a warm current flowing through our hearts. I will remember you forever 2. Composition "

Beginning:

Home is our safe haven; home is the place where our souls rest; home is the place that gives us warmth !

What is home? A lively party? Thick photo album? A cozy cabin? An unforgettable journey? still……? No matter what they are, they have one thing in common: home is composed of fragments of life and ordinary days day by day! In family life, there are all kinds of beauty and many growing experiences.

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Home is a part of our lives, a long and wonderful episode of life. It bears everything about us. When we are traumatized and frustrated, we don’t have to be sad because our family has become our partner and our confidant. During the long nights, we sit alone at home and whisper to our families, letting them listen to our stories and songs.

Home is also the best place to treat pain. It will heal the wounds that are difficult to heal, leaving the pain only in yesterday and making our today more exciting!

The encouragement given by my parents made me confident, and the warmth given by my family made me take a successful step in my life!

When I was sweating profusely while doing my homework, she brought me a popsicle; when my mouth was dry, she brought me a glass of warm water as if it was timely rain... All of these moved me. How great it would be if my mother could be by my side at this time. Say, can I not love my family? 3. Write an essay using the warmth around you

A warm word, a warm hug, a thumbs up, a look of approval... will all make us feel warm Incomparably, deeply moved.

I deeply remember that when I was in the second grade, I accidentally sprained my foot. Every time after school, my mother would hold me and I would limp home. However, my mother did not come to pick me up today. I was very anxious and helpless. I was ready to pick up my schoolbag and run to the school gate to find my mother. Suddenly, I found that the strap of my schoolbag was stuck and I couldn't pull it out no matter how hard I tried. I was flustered and thought: What should I do? "Let me help you!" A sweet voice interrupted my thoughts. It turned out to be Zhang Yang. As she said that, she quickly ran to me and helped me pull it out. I saw that she was exerting all her strength, and her face was red like a red flower. With her unremitting efforts, she finally succeeded. At that time I felt a warm current flowing into my heart.

Of course, warm giving comes not only from classmates, but also from teachers. That day, my nose bled during class, and I was at a loss. When the math teacher saw me, he immediately stopped teaching, put down the math book, took my hand and ran to the office. The math teacher rinsed my nose with water, slapped my forehead with water, and asked me to raise my hands and pinch my little fingers while raising my head. The nosebleeds stopped after a while. I thought, the math teacher is really great, he knows so much common sense about daily life and medicine!

In fact, as long as we appreciate it carefully, we will find that warmth is around me, warmth is around you, and warmth is around each of us. Let us feel the warmth and start with the little things around us! Pass warmth to everyone around you, even to every corner of the world. 4. That kind of warmth composition, give me a beginning

That kind of warmth is also the Qingming Festival, and it is this time of soul-breaking. There is drizzle outside the window, and it is desolate, but my heart , but possesses a kind of warmth.

I know that that warm feeling was left to me by her. My mind flew to a year ago... That day, I was really uncomfortable.

The teacher asked us to write an essay praising friendship, but I completed the essay in the form of a novel. In my composition, I wrote about a girl named Ling'er who had a falling out with her good friend Fei'er due to a misunderstanding. From then on, Ling'er fell into loneliness and sadness.

The entire composition is about the fall of friendship, but my original intention was to illustrate the importance of friendship in Ling'er's later thinking. But the teacher said that this essay did not meet the requirements of the topic, and he still read it in class. The students burst into laughter and booed. Amidst the laughter, I heard some students say: "I didn't expect that the monitor would also be today!" At this time, , my eyes filled with tears.

When I got home, my parents read my composition and criticized me, saying that I only had random thoughts. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was not understood.

It started to drizzle in the sky, and the sky was gray, just like my mood at the moment. I came to school and stood on the playground, letting the raindrops hit me.

My heart is melting as the rain falls. Suddenly, I felt the rain stop. I looked up and saw, oh, it was an umbrella. It was not beautiful and had no decoration at all, but it had a few watercolor words on it: "Friendship can bring you another kind of warmth."

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The words haven't been written yet, but they have obviously just been written. I looked back and saw the owner of this umbrella. How could it be her? We have always been at odds, but she would come to help me convulse at this time. I really can't believe it... She smiled at my surprised expression and said: "I admire your composition very much. It is very original. I feel that this article praises friendship." It is best to write about the topic from the reverse side. Only then did I feel that she was so kind, but I had always been very prejudiced against her.

She continued: "I have wanted to be a good friend with you for a long time, is that okay?" ? My eyes were moist, and I nodded heavily and said, "Thank you for telling me so much." " Since then, we have become good friends, and I cherish this friendship very much, because she let me know: a real good friend will always come to your aid and give you warmth when you are in the most difficult times. 5. I touched the people around me How to write at the beginning: I have an essay that moved me

Life is always cruel, and every bit of it is as bright and refreshing as the turbulent and gentle lake water, sometimes irritable, sometimes sad; Joy, and sometimes happiness. These feelings will bring us different moods. This is life. Life can be broken by hard workers and changed by persistent people. This is life that is touched.

She has not been out of the house for a long time because she suffers from a disease called cerebellar atrophy and can only wait for death quietly in bed. This is her life, a gray-haired old man. Lying on the bed in a dark room and waiting for death quietly, rather than going out in a wheelchair to relax and get some fresh air, this is a kind of belief and persistence in life, whether it is an ordinary person or not. Celebrities, they all have the right to accept the gift of fate and the sunshine of life.

Helen Keller was one of the most popular figures in the 20th century when he was killed by a serious illness. Her vision and hearing were lost, and then she lost her ability to express herself in language. Helen, who had a strong thirst for knowledge, never gave in to her physical disability. In order to understand this beautiful world, she learned multiple languages ​​​​in order to be able to communicate with her more directly. To communicate with others, she overcame her hearing impairment and learned to speak.

“I only look at what I have, not what I don’t have. "It is with the support of this belief that during the 87 years of silence, Helen regarded the light in other people's eyes as her own sun, the music in other people's ears as her own music, and the music on other people's lips as her own. Smiling as her own joy. Faced with the silent and unfair treatment of her, what she returned to society was her selfless and fraternal heart. It can be said that Helen's success is a miracle made of love, and she never bows to fate. Tenacity touches everyone.

Fate is cruel, and life is cruel. Whether they are ordinary people or celebrities, they all have the spirit of not surrendering in the face of fate. The attitude of strong women towards life, they find hope from misfortune and the courage to live. Life can be broken by those who work hard and can be changed by those who are persistent. This is life and it can be discovered. , what I feel... 6. Beginning of an essay with the topic of "warmth"

Life, if there is no warmth, is just a bowl of water; if there is no warmth in a family, there will be no warmth and happiness; and if society, if Without warmth, there is no need to exist.

(The newspaper reported that a five-year-old child in a certain city died of excessive bleeding due to a car accident without help.) I was walking alone on the street, and suddenly I felt as if I had forgotten my luggage. Something happened, so I ran back quickly.

However, on the way back, a running taxi hit me. I fell down and bled a lot. But he hesitated and drove away.

Uncle driver in the car, didn't you see me? No, you must have seen it, so why did you drive away again? Want to escape? Ha, you can't escape! Pedestrians on the roadside, uncles, aunts, grandparents, I can't survive anymore, come and save me, use your big weather-beaten hands to give me a hand! Drivers driving on the road, I will never forget how happy you were when a passenger waved to you, but I, a young life lying on the road bleeding, waved to you, pretending not to see it, even from my eyes. Do you see it every time you pass by? No, you must have seen it, then why didn't you save me? I was bleeding too much. I missed my mother and my family. I shouted with all my strength: "Mom, mom, come and save me!" But where was my mother? Can she hear it? Around me, cars passed by me, and I was just filled with smoke.

I tried to raise my hand, but I couldn’t lift it. "Mom, where are you? Come and save me!" I cried and shouted, but my mother couldn't hear me, and the passers-by on the road pretended not to see or hear me.

Suddenly, I felt like there was a big, big black hole in my heart, and it was sucking me in. I struggled, struggled, but I couldn’t get out. I was desperate... So far. , the shadow of this five-year-old child still floats in my mind. There are so many pedestrians on the road, but no one comes to save him; there are so many cars on the road, but no one stops to save him, even if he calls his mother. . Think about it, how cruel the world would be without warmth and enthusiastic people! What a lesson! Dear people, please remember the lessons of blood, let yourself have a fiery heart, let everyone have a blue sky, and let the world be filled with warmth! It was a heavy snowfall that was rare in 50 years, and it also left an indelible memory in my heart.

When I woke up that morning, I opened the window and took a look. The earth was covered with a thick white coat. The mountains were like a long white dragon, stretching into the distance. The wickers also looked particularly bloated. The fountain was knotted. A thick layer of ice. I was so excited, it was an unexpected heavy snow, and I could finally have a fun snowball fight.

I was about to rush downstairs, but a tree caught my attention: This tree was covered with thick snow, and several thick branches had been crushed, and the whole tree was broken. The tree was also bent "waisted", and it looked like a hunchbacked old man, breathing heavily, as if calling me for help. Seeing this scene, my heart seemed to be stabbed hard, and the idea of ​​having a snowball fight was suddenly thrown out of my mind.

I rushed downstairs, preparing to launch an operation to save the green trees. I came to a small tree, which was covered with white snow.

I shook the branches first, and the snow on the trees fell down bit by bit. The branches of the small tree stretched out, and my mood also relaxed.

I launched another "violent attack" on the snow on a big tree. But the "attack was blocked" because the tree pole was too thick and could not be shaken at all.

I had an idea and my mother and I collaborated on the "assembly line" project. My mother was responsible for making strong "cannonballs" - snowballs. I fired the "cannonballs" and used the snowballs to smash the snow off the trees.

It was a heavy snowfall that was rare in 50 years, and it also left an indelible memory in my heart. When I woke up that morning, I opened the window and saw that the earth was covered with a thick white coat, the mountains stretched into the distance like a long white dragon, the wicker branches also looked particularly bloated, and the fountain was covered with a thick layer of ice.

I was so excited, it was an unexpected heavy snowfall, and I could finally have a fun snowball fight. I was about to rush downstairs, but a tree caught my attention: This tree was covered with thick snow, and several thick branches had been broken, and the whole tree was bent. "Waist" seemed to be an old man with a hunchback, breathing heavily, as if calling me for help.

Seeing this scene, my heart seemed to be stabbed hard, and the idea of ​​having a snowball fight was suddenly thrown out of my mind. I rushed downstairs and prepared to launch an operation to save the green trees.

I came to a small tree, which was covered with white snow. I shook the branches first, and the snow on the trees fell down bit by bit.

The branches of the small tree stretched out, and my mood also relaxed. I launched another "attack" on the snow on a big tree.

But the "attack was blocked" because the tree pole was too thick and could not be shaken at all. I had an idea and my mother and I collaborated on the "assembly line" project.

My mother is responsible for making strong "cannonballs" - snowballs. I fire the "cannonballs" and use the snowballs to smash the snow off the trees. In the vast sea of ​​people, there are very few people we know.

But no matter familiar or unfamiliar, there will always be "help" that warms our hearts. Help to relatives is mutual support and care; help to friends is tacit understanding and cooperation; help to passers-by is meticulous care, encouragement, and support.

Help is everywhere, it permeates the air around us, turns into the oxygen we breathe, and supports our lives. ? Literary giant Ba Jin once said: "My life goals are all to help others, so that everyone can have spring, every heart can have light, everyone can have happiness in life, and everyone can develop. Be free."

This writer who uses "Home", "Spring", "Autumn" and other works to comfort people who yearn for peace in suffering, his only goal in life is to help others - whether it is with words full of Words of love or actions of love can indeed bring warmth and light to those walking in the cold night. ? People who help others throughout their lives will be respected and loved by people, just like the spiritual wealth Ba Jin left to people will be remembered forever.

And "help" has also become a beacon for people to move forward, bringing warmth to more people in need of help, spreading the fire of warmth throughout the world, and igniting every corner of society. ? .