Touching story 1 "Are you bored? How old am I? I still have to send it! " I yelled at my mother with an angry face. "I sent you for your safety!" Mother quickly forgave herself. "Go! It's really nice to say, who doesn't know that you are supervising whether I bought toys on the road! " I left my book on the table. "Well, I won't send you tomorrow." Mother turned back to the bedroom with an angry face and slammed the door.

The next day, I packed my schoolbag and prepared to go to school. My mother poked her head out of the room, looked at the sky and then at me, her face full of worries. His lips moved as if to say something, but in the end they didn't say it.

I walk on the road with measured steps, humming a ditty, and walking on the way to school-it feels so good that no one follows me!

The sky is blue and white clouds are floating freely on it. Suddenly, a large dark cloud gathered from all directions. In an instant, the wind was blowing hard, and the dark cloud filled the sky, mixed with lightning and thunder, and then bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky. Another thunderbolt was deafening. In an instant, the raindrops were connected in a line, and with a bang, heavy rain fell from the sky like the sky fell.

I had to Rainman hit me-I didn't bring my raincoat! I began to wonder if my words and deeds yesterday were a bit extreme.

After a while, it rained even harder. The dense rain columns, leaning against the wind, shot down like a sword, and I couldn't open my eyes. Rain splashed on the cement road and washed it clean. A car sped by, and the splashing sewage got me wet.

I feel sorry for what happened yesterday. My mother did it for my own good, but I refuted my mother in that tone. Damn me!

Mom's here! "I knew you didn't bring your raincoat, so I deliberately didn't remind you to teach you a lesson ..." This string of nagging sounds so kind at the moment, and a warm current comes to my mind. I never refuted my mother again.

Touching story 2 One day in winter, the mother and daughter who love sports went skiing together.

They frolicked in the snow, leaving the noise of the city behind. Sometimes they hover on the hillside and sometimes they rush to the top of the mountain. The most pleasant thing is to sprint, take off and float down from top to bottom. They were ecstatic. I didn't know that death had quietly approached them.

There was only a loud noise and a terrible avalanche happened. Fortunately, they stayed away from avalanches. Looking at the hillside covered with soft snow, the mother immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and hugged her frightened daughter tightly.

As night fell, death came to them step by step. My mother was very calm and decisive because she knew that although Yamashita would take positive measures, darkness would bring great difficulties to the rescue work. In this way, they are likely to spend the whole night in the mountains. They dare not sleep, for fear that they will never wake up.

Rescue planes flew over them more than once, and searchlights swept over them again and again. They tried to shout, but the silver-gray down jacket they were wearing made them miss the chance of being rescued.

The dawn dawned, and the mother and daughter who struggled all night finally looked forward to the dawn. But their physical strength has been exhausted to the edge of life. The plane passed by again, but they still couldn't find it ... The plane flew over again and again and finally found a striking red mark on the snow. This red mark beats the hope of life like a flame. When the rescue team came to the mother and daughter, everyone was shocked: the daughter wearing two down jackets was dying, and not far from her, the mother was dead-the mother with blood on her finger was a gesture of trying to climb to her daughter!

The beating flame was lit by my mother with blood and life. This is mom! The mother has been comforting her daughter when the disaster comes; Speaking of giving, my mother gave everything without hesitation. It was this great mother who put down her daughter's coat to protect her life. It was this great mother who resolutely cut her finger and drew a landmark for the rescue plane with her blood.

Touching story 3 Many people suffered disasters in the 5. 12 earthquake. However, we are moved by the actions of many people. Let's take a look at the touching story at the moment.

On the afternoon of May 3rd 15: 30, it was raining heavily. A certain regiment company 4 learned that a child was crying in a collapsed house in Luoshui Town, shifang city. Yan He, the monitor of Class Five, immediately took four soldiers to rescue him. After arriving at the scene, the soldiers heard a very faint cry from the ruins and immediately opened their arms to dig tunnels and move stones. After 40 minutes of emergency excavation, the surface building debris was finally removed. Suddenly, at this moment, a touching scene appeared in front of the soldiers: a two-year-old girl with a pale face and glassy eyes was waving her hands in the corner, but an old woman with her face down was lying on her body and an adult man was lying on her body. Almost no part of this man's body is complete, but he survived in the collapsed broken beam; The old man's head has hung down and there is no response, but his hands tightly hug the little girl under him. There is no time to wipe the tears from her eyes. Yan He hurried forward to hold the little girl with weak breath in her arms and ran to the disaster relief center.

It is understood that the old woman is the grandmother of the little girl and the adult man is the father of the little girl. The tragic scene of this family, it runs in the family, moved and shocked the soldiers present. However, after being sent to the army, the officers and men were encouraged to fight to the death and rescue more trapped people as soon as possible.

There are many more touching stories about this earthquake. Please go and see some other touching stories.

Touching story 4 One day, when a blind man was crossing the road with a guide dog, a big truck ran out of control. The blind man was killed on the spot, and his guide dog died under the wheel to guard his master.

The owner and the dog went to the gate of heaven together. An angel stopped them and said awkwardly, "Sorry, there is only one place left in heaven. One of you must go to hell."

Hearing this, the master immediately asked, "My dog doesn't know what heaven is and what hell is. Can I decide who will go to heaven? "

The angel looked at the master contemptuously and frowned. She thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, sir, every soul is equal." You have to decide who will go to heaven through the competition. " The host asked disappointedly, "Oh, what game?"

The angel said, "This competition is very simple, that is, running from here to the gate of heaven.". Whoever reaches the destination first will go to heaven. " However, don't worry, because you are dead, you are no longer blind, and the speed of the soul has nothing to do with the body. The simpler, the faster the kind people are. "The host wanted to think and agreed.

The angel told the owner and the dog to get ready and announced the start of the game. All she could think about was that her master would rush forward desperately to get into heaven, but she was not busy at all and walked slowly. To the angel's surprise, the guide dog didn't run either. It slowly followed its master's steps and refused to leave his master's step. The angel suddenly realized that this guide dog has developed a habit for many years, always following its owner and guarding it in front of him. The damn owner took advantage of this and stopped his dog at the gate of heaven, so he could easily win the game. The angel looked at the loyal dog and felt very sad. She said loudly to the dog, "You gave your life for your master. Now, you are no longer blind, and you don't have to lead him to walk. Run to heaven! "

However, neither the owner nor his dog seems to have heard the angel's words, and still walks slowly, as if walking in the street.

Sure enough, a few steps away from the finish line, the master gave a password, the dog sat down obediently, and the sky looked at the master with contemptuous eyes.

At this moment, the shopkeeper smiled. He turned to the angel and said, "I finally sent my dog to heaven." What worries me most is that he doesn't want to go to heaven at all, just wants to be with me … so I want to help him decide. Please take good care of him. "

The angel froze. The owner looked at his dog with nostalgia and said, "It's great to be able to decide by competition. As long as I let him walk a few more steps, he can go to heaven. " But it has been with me for so many years, and this is the first time I can see it with my own eyes, so I can't help walking slowly and watching it for a while. If I can, I really hope to watch it all the time. But heaven is here, that's where it belongs. Please take care of it. "

With these words, the master gave the dog an order to move forward. Just as the dog reached the finish line, the owner fell like a feather in the direction of hell. When his dog saw it, he quickly turned to chase his master. The regretful angel ran after him with open wings, trying to catch the guide dog, but it is the purest and kind soul in the world, and its speed is far faster than all the angels in the sky.

So the guide dog is with its owner again. Even in hell, a guide dog will always guard its owner.

The angel stood there for a long time and murmured, "I was wrong from the beginning." These two souls are one and cannot be separated ... "

Touching Story 5 There are many things around me that moved me, such as: "My classmate lent me a ruler when I was doing my homework, and he helped me up when I fell down …" But there is one thing I will never forget.

When I was eight years old, I went to Dongshan with my brothers on a sunny summer vacation with fresh air. Each of us rides a bike. It was already evening when we got home, and we were all going home. When we were going downhill, because the speed was too fast, the car flew down and my feet were too busy. Fortunately, I didn't fall, but somehow my feet hurt. My brothers realized that nothing had happened. After a while, a big brother in grade six saw me parked in the back, and the car came soon. He asked me, "What's the matter with you?" I didn't want to involve him, so I didn't answer. He asked me again, "How about enjoying the scenery?" Do you want to stay here? "Because of the severe pain, I am embarrassed to say to him," My feet hurt. "At this time, those bosses came for some reason, probably because there was no one behind them! The elder brother in the sixth grade waved to them and motioned them to sit down. I sat on the ground and didn't know what to do. My big brother in the sixth grade told them that my feet hurt and asked him to take me and let others push my car. They nodded. He pushed the car up and helped me into it. He got on the bus and slowly wheeled me home.

I can't forget it!

Touching Story 6 Chen Jiashun, an official in Zhanyi County, Yunnan Province, became a legend in Yiwu, a commercial and trade center more than 20xx kilometers away from Yunnan. In order to protect the legitimate rights and interests of migrant workers in Zhanyi County, Zhejiang Province, the deputy director of the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau and the stationmaster of Zhanyi County's labor workstation in Yiwu deliberately concealed the identity of civil servants in Yiwu five times in five years and worked undercover as wage earners. He used to be an operator, a storekeeper, a pig raiser, a stevedore and a private school teacher. Every time he goes undercover, he lives and works with migrant workers' brothers. He experienced the fatigue of standing for 12 hours, the feeling of staying up all night in a dormitory full of sweat and snoring, and the humiliation of being kicked around like a ball to get paid.

The group of "migrant workers" is not a vague concept in Chen Jiashun's eyes, but new faces full of longing for life. After deeply understanding the sufferings and needs of "migrant workers", facing the villagers with different demands, Chen Jiashun "guided them to find jobs suitable for their own survival and development", and every sentence of his post selection suggestion touched the hearts of ordinary people. In Yiwu, he helped migrant workers gain their first respect after leaving their hometown.

Touching story 7 When I first went to kindergarten, my mother always took care of me in every possible way. But after I entered the fourth grade of primary school, my mother didn't love me as much as before. I let myself fold the quilt and cook. I have never understood this problem.

On this day, I rubbed my eyes, put on my clothes and went to cook. After dinner, I walked forward. Suddenly I fell down, the rice spilled all over the floor, and hot water flowed into my hand. I cried. The crying alarmed my grandfather. He came to have a look and said, "Oh, no!" " He hurried to get the medicine, wiped my scalded hand and said, "It's a good thing I wore thick clothes today, otherwise I would get a big scar!" " "Hearing this, I cried again. My mother saw it. My mother said, "nothing, isn't it just a little skin?" Xiao Tao is a brave child. Get dressed quickly and then go to breakfast. "Why doesn't my mother love me anymore?

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by pain. Then I heard a noise outside. When I got up, I suddenly heard the voices of my mother and grandfather: "This child can't be spoiled. He must face all the tests alone. Although it is cruel, it is for the sake of children! " "After that, there have been many conversations. Suddenly there was footsteps outside, and I knew my mother had come in. I immediately lie on the bed and pretend to sleep. My mother pushed open the door and saw me sleeping. She smiled, touched my head and left. I opened my eyes, and it turned out that my mother still loved me. She didn't love me anymore. I think too much! Slowly, tears of happiness rolled down my cheeks.

Mom, you are great!

Touching story 8 Qian Xuesen's reading story: a 96-point hydraulic paper

In the library of Jiaotong University, there is a 96-point hydraulic test paper, which was made by Qian Xuesen. After such an ordinary test paper, there is a touching story. It turns out that when Qian Xuesen was studying at Shanghai Jiaotong University, his personality and study were excellent, and he got more than 90 points in all subjects. In a hydraulics exam, Qian Xuesen answered all six questions correctly. His teacher, Mr. Jin, was very happy and gave Qian Xuesen a perfect score of-0/00. However, Qian Xuesen found that he mistyped a symbol "Ns" as "N" when answering questions. Qian Xuesen took the initiative to tell the teacher about this small mistake, and the teacher also rated the test paper with a score of 100 as 96. Teacher Jin has always kept his disciples' test papers in his suitcase, even during the war and migration. When Qian Xuesen returned to his alma mater in the 1980s, Mr. Jin took out this precious test paper and gave it to his alma mater. This small test paper also reflects a world-famous scientist's strict requirements for himself, meticulous in learning and scientific research, and open-minded and upright.

Qian Xuesen's patriotic story II. Overcome obstacles and return to China with difficulty

In the 1940s, Qian Xuesen became an authority in the fields of mechanics and nuclear physics and a pioneer in modern aviation and rocket technology. In the United States, Qian Xuesen can live a wealthy middle class life. However, Qian Xuesen has always been concerned about the motherland across the ocean. Knowing the news of the founding of New China, Qian Xuesen was so excited that he thought it was time to return to the motherland. When the American authorities learned that Qian Xuesen was going back to China, they naturally didn't want to let him go, because Qian Xuesen knew the latest and cutting-edge technology too well. After all kinds of obstacles from customer service, Qian Xuesen finally returned to the ruined new China.

Returning to the motherland, he quickly put into work, from successfully guiding the design of the launch of China's first liquid sounding missile to successfully developing China's first artificial earth satellite; From organizing and leading the development of launch vehicles and intercontinental missiles, to the design and manufacture of China's first powered nuclear submarine and the successful launch of China's first recoverable satellite, he has always stood at the forefront of the new China's scientific and technological undertakings, broke through numerous scientific research problems and made many landmark contributions to the new China's space undertakings.

The second story of Qian Xuesen's three views: Qian Xuesen's views on money, power and fame and fortune.

As early as 1950s, he generously donated 1 10,000 yuan to the book "Engineering Cybernetics" to help poor students. In the 1980s, he donated his share of the remuneration in On Systems Engineering to the research fund. In his later years, he won two scientific prizes of HK$ 6,543,800+,all of which were donated to sand control in the western part of the motherland. Facing the powerful titles such as Director of the Fifth Research Institute of the Ministry of National Defense, Vice Minister of the Seventh Ministry of Machinery Industry, Deputy Director of the National Defense Science and Technology Commission, Vice Chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, and Chairman of the China Association for Science and Technology, he did not reach out to anyone, but took the initiative to let go. Even though the United States invited Qian Xuesen to visit the United States many times and awarded him the titles of Academician of the American Academy of Sciences and Academician of the American Academy of Engineering, he was still rejected and left behind. He said: "If the people of China say that Qian Xuesen has done something for the country and the nation, it is the highest reward. I don't want foreign honors. " He once said, "My surname is Qian, but I don't love money." He once said, "I am a man of science and technology. No matter what big officials are, I don't want the treatment of those big officials. " He once set himself the principle of "no inscription, no writing, no who's who, no attendance at activities, no evaluation of achievements and no media interviews". This is the view of money, power, fame and fortune of our generation of great scientists.

Touching story 9 What a warm word love is. I live in a friendly class. There have been many things that make people cry. Let me talk about it!

The ringing bell of "Ding Rinrin, Ding Rinrin" rang, and the students walked out of the classroom one after another. Some students are waiting in line to go home, and those who have lunch at school are taking lunch boxes. Suddenly, with a splash, everyone turned their heads in unison. It's Hu. He accidentally dropped his lunch box and all the food fell out. White rice is covered with ash and black; Fresh big ribs fell out, greasy, sunny, with colorful light; Chopsticks and spoons also fell on the chair. Looking at this mess, Hu was stunned and didn't know what to do. At this time, Li Rulei came over, helped him clean up the food and rice on the ground, and helped him to the chair. Everyone was eating, but Hu just sat there with a sad face. Under the leadership of Li Rulei, the students said, "I'm full. I'll give you half a meter. Here you are! " "I have a cold, you eat this sparerib!" "Your chopsticks are dirty, let me help you wash them ..." Hu was moved and said quickly, "Thank you, thank you. If you encounter difficulties in the future, I will definitely help you. "

Hu's dinner will be solved. What moved him was, of course, the sincerity of the students! As the saying goes: "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will be better." Indeed, when students are in trouble, they should lend a helping hand in time. It's as warm as spring, and it can melt a cold heart, isn't it? ! Then let's do something!

Touching story 10 It's raining and windy in Mao Mao. I know that in such a cold and humid day, my father will be worried. That greeting made me stop shivering, and that exhortation made me no longer lonely, because I knew that my father's love was heavy and blocked all the cold. Comparatively speaking, my mother is quiet. I can't tell whether she is busy or too hard, because she is alone most of the time, because missing is the most frustrating, and I think my mother is the hardest. I often miss my mother more. Not only is it easy to talk to her, but her laughter and voice will also take away all my unhappiness and fatigue. Because the most primitive loneliness of human beings is to leave their mothers. I have only been home twice. From last year's Spring Festival to this year's National Day, I talked to my mother on the phone. Most mothers will tell me how to solve some problems faced at that time. However, after long-term verification, I found that my mother's vision and choice are unique. Later, mom was no longer just a housewife, and life was a rich polyhedron. Like everyone who travels far from home, he always misses his hometown and his parents. Concerned about the kind of affection that I have nothing to repay in my life.

I am always used to sending warm greetings to them every weekend and every holiday, just like my daughter, so that they can really feel love and care for their children, because they have also given me a mountain of love and care, so that I am no longer lonely. Give me a warm home, no matter where I am, I won't feel wandering. Life is like this. Bit by bit, I witnessed everyone's contribution and everyone's return. Love is the warmest in the world. Home is everyone's support. In the past two years, I have worked hard to live, not only to maintain a marriage, but also to make a harmonious family happier. When I feel my father's love again and again, I am more motivated to continue. The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind will not stop. Children should be raised, not left. Originally in this family, I was 22 years late for my attendance. I cherish my family and love my family more, which I have been moved before. When I left home, I was deeply attached to my hometown and my parents.

Touching story 1 1 Pei Gaojia, conductor of Zhejiang and Jiangxi Institute, wet nurse with four-month-old baby. Because there is plenty of milk, she wants Bauer to eat breast milk for a few more months. Everyone knows how important breast milk is to a child. But when the Spring Festival travel rush train rumbled towards us and everything was in the office, the Bauer mother said without hesitation: Wean the baby before Spring Festival travel rush!

It is a cruel and painful process for a wet nurse to have enough milk to wean her child suddenly. The child was given to grandma, crying at night and refusing to drink milk powder. Hearing Bauer's heartbreaking cry on the phone, Ma Bao couldn't help crying several times. Ma Bao can't say how distressed it is for such a young child to lose weight after weaning in such a cold day. Everyone asked her if she regretted it? She smiled and said, "I don't regret it. Milk will go bad sooner or later. Everyone is so hard, how can I be absent from Spring Festival travel rush! "

When Spring Festival travel rush's rush train rumbled towards us, Pei Gaojia had made full preparations: 1.57 million reserve fund was neatly put in the vault, stacks of computer invoices were taken away by each toll collector, bags of pass cards were piled up in the security room, and the statements were counted and reported. ...

Every day is the peak of Spring Festival travel rush. She is busy from morning till night. Because the conductor of Zhejiang-Jiangxi Institute has to take care of both Zhejiang and Jiangxi and Qiuchuan toll station, especially the Zhejiang-Jiangxi main line station, the traffic volume is five times as usual, which means her workload is five times or more than usual. In order to save time, Pei Gaojia had to race against time. In the office, she is often seen working while eating. When the traffic peak arrived, she arranged her work at hand, rushed to the front-line sentry box, put away her fatigue and greeted the pedestrians in anxious to return with a big smile. "hello! Please wait a moment. " "Please go, have a nice trip!" Warm greetings rang in the driveway, and in such a cold winter, like a warm current, it flowed to the hearts of every tired wanderer. ...

Touching story 12 revolutionary story that moved me There are many revolutionary stories that moved me, such as a threesome, a bag of dry food and special cloth shoes ... However, only one revolutionary story touched me the most, and I still remember it vividly: Luo Shengjiao saved a drowning child.

I heard this story from my teacher. The story goes something like this-1952 65438+1On the morning of October 2, Luo Shengjiao and his comrade-in-arms Song Huiyun went to the river to practice throwing grenades. It was the middle of winter, and the river was covered with thick ice and snow. Several Korean teenagers are skating and giggling. Suddenly, a boy named Cui Ying broke the ice and fell into a hole more than 8 feet deep. His laughter suddenly turned into a cry for help. Hearing this, Luo Shengjiao immediately ran over, took off his cotton-padded jacket as he ran, and jumped into the ice hole for rescue without hesitation. He braved the cold of minus 20 degrees Celsius and fumbled for three times before finding Cui Ying. He tried to lift her out of the water with his head, when his comrades came to save her. However, due to the severe cold, Luo Shengjiao's lips turned purple with cold, and his physical strength was gradually exhausted. When he was rescued, he had stopped breathing. He can save a Korean teenager in the cold of MINUS 20 degrees Celsius. When his lips are blue with cold, he can go to Cui Ying again; His enterprising spirit is worth learning from each of us.

Luo Shengjiao, an ordinary name, has an extraordinary life. He will be remembered by the world forever! This is a revolutionary story that moved me very much-Luo Shengjiao saved drowning children.

Touching story 13 This touching story happened at home. The annual Spring Festival has arrived, and my family and I have returned to our hometown in the countryside.

My grandfather in my hometown has been waiting for us to come back.

I clearly remember the excitement in my eyes when my grandfather, who was with Alzheimer's disease, saw me. I'm not sure that my grandfather denied me, but I can also be sure that I must be special in my grandfather's heart.

What moved me most was that my grandfather in new clothes was sitting in a wheelchair with a smile on his old face amid the crackling firecrackers on the Spring Festival. He looked at the people coming in and out, and seemed to find the taste of Chinese New Year from the sound of fireworks. Grandpa, who has always been confused and silent, revealed a few particularly clear words on this day. Grandpa is saying, "Happy New Year!"

Although grandpa spoke slowly, I recognized his words standing by. At this moment, I don't know how to describe my mood, bitter, but with a kind of sweetness. At this moment, grandpa suddenly looked up at me, then smiled and took out a candy from his pocket with trembling hands. Grandpa smiled at me and said, "Mary, have some sugar."

When I heard my grandfather calling my name, I was shocked. You know, there are people who have not been recognized for a long time. Even if I feel familiar in my heart, I can hardly call the right name and shout it out in recent years.

I looked at grandpa's soft face and couldn't help thinking of my childhood. At that time, grandpa liked me best, and he didn't feel tired when he held me every day, but he was very happy. Thinking of this, I looked at my grandfather who was still raising his hand to give me candy, and my eyes couldn't help but get wet.

Grandpa smiled like a child when he watched me eat all the sweets.

At this moment, my heart was deeply touched and tears flowed out involuntarily. This is my most unforgettable scene this year.