Warm composition that I met unexpectedly (10) 1 Life is a practice. In this long life, we will be busy with trivial matters and meet happiness and warmth. They always come gently, go quietly and meet unexpectedly. However, we are always moved by it.
The second day of early summer.
It's warm and hot, which makes people sleepy. Insect cicadas bleated weakly, and the leaves swayed slightly inadvertently. The first sports meeting in junior high school is still going on, but the students have lost their passion in the morning and sit in twos and threes.
"Di"-another round of new competition. I took a sip of water, moistened my dry throat and walked slowly to the runway. Looking around, I was surprised. The opponent is the main force of all walks of life, but he is eager to try, and he looks like "one person defends it, and ten thousand people can't force it". I can't help but be a little worried. I looked back at my teacher and classmates. Their eyes showed encouragement to me, and my heart was warm.
Start preparing for the next game.
"Boom"-the starting gun rang. That nervous heart for a long time seems to have been sedated, and everything has become magnanimous. The original restless bad mood turned into a whistling wind behind me. I feel more and more sure to win this game. Unconsciously, I slowed down a little ... one minute later, suddenly the player behind me caught up with me breathlessly. I was anxious and mustered up my strength. Suddenly, I fell to the ground, in front of me.
When I woke up, I found that I was surrounded by anxious classmates, and I was exposed to concerned eyes. Hua kept talking with me about all kinds of interesting topics with a fan. They didn't blame me at all, but all they heard was asking questions. At that moment, I realized that ranking is actually nothing important. With the encouragement and help of teachers and classmates, I lost the game with honor and gained confidence. The sudden warmth will make me miss the past that is not easy to touch.
Sometimes, we run more than just one road in life. Although the road is wide, it doesn't mean anything. On the contrary, those inconspicuous corners have become bright spots.
A warm composition I met unexpectedly (10) 2 Tired of the luxurious and monotonous life in the city, I took advantage of my holiday to live in the country for a few days as described in the poem.
At night, the night in the countryside is always early. It's not eight o'clock yet, and some families have fallen asleep. From time to time, there were several barks of domestic dogs in Tanaka, which pierced the sky. A few small lights in front of the door lit frogs.
Grandma and I were enjoying the cool in the yard, lying on the sofa and looking up at the stars.
There was a sudden "squeak" and it turned out that the street lamp was broken. In a short time, the whole village was plunged into boundless darkness.
In an instant, several small light spots floated up and down and caught my eye. I couldn't help sitting up straight, rubbing my eyes and looking intently. Isn't this the firefly in Legend? Excitement, excitement and surprise rushed into my nervous system. Because, I met these elves by chance.
Fireflies are not as bright as described in the book, and the light in their tails is flickering and lovely.
I picked up the cattail leaf fan and stood on tiptoe. The cat was waist-high and a cattail leaf fan brought a gust of wind. Suddenly, I jumped up and the fireflies landed on my "Puye Mountain".
I carefully lifted a corner, lest the elves take the opportunity to escape. Although their light is not so bright, it can also make a small world shine. Although they are small, they can bravely raise the small lamp in the dark and wander alone in the dark.
Let go of my hand, I saw it flapping its wings a few times, and then slowly flew into the night sky. As fireflies fly higher and higher, the yard becomes brighter and brighter. Fireflies swim in the air with their little yellow lights.
There was another "cheep", and the street lamp was on again, which was a bit dazzling and my eyes couldn't adapt at the moment. When I opened my eyes again, the fireflies had disappeared.
Looking for it, it turned back into a dark bug, like a helpless child, lost its way forward and stumbled, which made people feel distressed.
"If you go back right away, you won't see these little cuties." Grandma seems to see my disappointment. I can't help laughing, little cute, what lovely words, look how happy grandma is with them!
The real city of hope is not so prosperous. Replace those cold colored lights with these warm little lights, which shine into people's hearts on some dark nights and into the cold winter nights, making people feel the warmth of nature. ...
Warm Composition (10) 3 Warm is an action support and spiritual comfort, which can make people feel the sunshine of others. Unexpected warmth often comes from your humble help when you are most lonely and helpless.
That time, at that hot noon, the sun was scorching the earth, and I set off from school to attend a remedial class. However, I have spent all my change, and I have only one 50 yuan bill with me. I have no choice but to buy another pen to change the bus. When I was waiting for the bus, a beggar in rags caught my eye.
A closer look shows that he is wearing dirty and torn clothes, his hair is loosely covered on his head, and his body is just "skinny". He came slowly.
Then I turned my head to him and looked at the speeding road of the car. He came up to me, his eyes full of expectation. I impatiently took out a dollar from my pocket and put it in his rusty broken bowl.
At the same time, the bus I was waiting for came and I got on it. He watched the car until he turned the corner.
Another week, I came to the same place again, and this time I met an old beggar, so I didn't care much, just looking for change in my pocket. That's it. There is no such thing, and there is no such thing. By this time, the bus has come slowly, and now there is no time to change money. If we wait for the next bus, it will be too late. My heart is getting more and more arrogant in the hot sun.
The old man seemed to read my mind and slowly took out a dollar from his broken bowl and handed it to me. At this time, what I saw was not that face full of vicissitudes, but a kind smiling face. "Take it, son, you are in a hurry." I took the folded money and my heart was full of gratitude. When I got on the bus, I watched him getting smaller and smaller like the old man last time until the car turned a corner.
Although this sentence is not so beautiful, it is the simplest language in the world.
Everyone can give warmth. It doesn't have to be expensive to give people warmth. A small move can often warm a heart.
Unexpected warmth composition (10) 4 There is warmth everywhere in life, but you don't pay attention to it. When you have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering, the warmth will be fixed forever.
I still remember one morning at school, it happened to be autumn, and a heavy rain fell from the sky, like countless arrows shooting at the ground at high speed. It's raining harder and harder, and there is a huge bead curtain hanging between heaven and earth. It's foggy, and the water on the road hasn't passed the foot.
In order to get to school on time, my mother and I set off ten minutes early. The car didn't drive far before it was blocked and the horn kept ringing. The car moved slowly forward like a snail. It used to take only two or three minutes by car, but this time it takes almost twenty minutes to get to the school gate.
As soon as I got off the bus, I ran to the teaching building. Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice calling me. I looked at the voice and couldn't help but be shocked. My grandmother stood in the rain with only a pair of slippers on her feet. I saw my grandmother take out a blue pencil box from her coat and hand it to me. "Your mother couldn't get through the phone, so I had to come out after you. I didn't see your mother's car along the way. I was afraid that you wouldn't have a pen at school or that learning was important, so I sent it to school for you. " I handed my pencil box and found it dry. At this time, my eyes were moist, and my grandmother's short words made me unable to recover for a long time. Looking at grandma's wet hair and clothes soaked by rain, my heart has already surged.
Because my parents are busy at work, my grandmother has always taken care of my daily life since I was a child. She gets up early every day to help me make breakfast and tells me not to take off my clothes at school in cold weather. I often find fault with her nagging. Now think about how ignorant you are. At this point, I clutched the pencil case tightly and my classmates told me to wake up. Looking at the back of my grandmother who turned away, I quietly wiped away the tears in my eyes and walked quickly into the classroom. A warm current overflowed my whole body.
Sitting in the classroom, my heart is warm. The autumn wind outside the window seems to have blown grandma's sentence "study is the most important thing", which has been lingering in my ear. The pictures in my memory have been frozen and stimulated me. Only by studying hard can we repay grandma's usual efforts.
Warm composition of unexpected meeting (10) 5 An unexpected meeting, an accidental meeting in life, may touch our hearts and leave beautiful memories in our hearts.
It got dark and it began to rain cats and dogs. It keeps falling like broken beads, and the rain under the eaves gathers into streams in the street. The leaves hung their heads and looked listless. I walked home with an umbrella.
"Hey, what happened? Why is it so lively? " The traffic light intersection in front is very lively, and many people are watching it, which aroused my curiosity. I went to have a look.
It turned out that an old lady accidentally fell down when crossing the road because the road was slippery. I saw the old man supporting her body with his hands and trying to get up again and again, but she always fell heavily to the ground every time. There are more and more onlookers, but no one is willing to help her up, even if it is just a warm greeting. I looked at the helplessness and heartache of the old man.
At this moment, he appeared, "Grandma, are you all right?" From the other direction came a chubby pupil in school uniform, probably only in grade four or five. He grabbed the old man's arm with his hand, as if trying hard, and his face flushed. The old man stood up reluctantly, patted the water on his clothes and left slowly. At the moment the old man turned around, I saw a warm smile on her face. A small move by a primary school student made the old man feel infinite warmth in such a cold rainy day, and even the onlookers blushed ... I was moved by the scene in front of me and cast an admiring eye on this primary school student.
"Grandma, slow down and stop falling!" I vaguely heard his childish voice. He turned and ran in my direction, and when he ran past me, there was a breeze. I looked at his small back, full of shame, and really felt that his image was so tall.
Why not help the old man? It is impossible to say that it has not been affected by the butterfly effect of helping the elderly to be wronged in previous years.
Boys, old people, me. Three people met unexpectedly in one place. The boy's behavior of helping the elderly is a silent landscape, which fills my heart with strength.
I'm standing here, and I have an unexpected experience. ...
Unexpected warm composition (10) 6 geese fly without trace, the years are silent, the fleeting time flows without a trace in every gap of life, and the fleeting waves are always washed away in the distant heart. What makes us think happily and send out the shock of our hearts in the quiet night? I seek and explore this mysterious power.
On that snowy night, because my father was not at home, I had to ride my bike home alone in the heavy snow, letting the strong wind blow my face into my clothes and sting every inch of my skin like a needle.
I sped up and worked hard, but I couldn't help thinking of the rich dinner, warm atmosphere and warmth at home? ..... plop, I was thinking, I fell to the ground with my car, and I was deceived. I reacted and immediately got up and straightened the car. Looking around, I found that others were still on their way. Before I realized what had just happened, I patted the snow on my body, picked up the hat that had fallen to the ground and put it on again. I was just about to get there when I found the chain dropped. I quickly picked up the chain and put it on the gear, but I didn't put it on several times because of the gloves. "What should I do? What should I do? " Forced by the strong wind and blizzard, I reluctantly took off my gloves to repair the car, but how to repair it? I was at a loss and cried on the roadside. Passers-by just glanced at me, sighed and left. No one is going to stop and help me. At this moment, I feel how terrible indifference is.
At this moment, a sanitation worker came over and asked me in a low voice, "What's the matter with you, son?" I sobbed and replied, "I lost my chain and I can't go back." Thinking that I can't go back, tears can't stop flowing downwards. He immediately comforted me: "With Grandpa here, it will be fixed!" Then he quickly took off his gloves and repaired the car.
I regained my composure and looked at my grandfather who helped me. His temples are gray, and his wrinkles tell the vicissitudes of life. I saw him squinting. First, he carefully observed the car chain, and then he skillfully boarded the chain. At this time, my heart suddenly warmed up, just like the warm sun in winter.
With a crisp sound, the chain was put back in its original place. Grandpa kindly said, "Try it, it won't fall off again …" I got on the bus and drove on intently. When I was ready to thank my grandfather, I found that he had waved to me in the distance. I quickly waved my thanks to him.
The encounter in this cold winter made me learn to discover and cherish. Because I cherish it, I wrote down the warmth of this unexpected encounter.
Warm composition meets unexpectedly (10) 7 On the last day of class in grade four, the students left the classroom early. However, I didn't return to the classroom until after six o'clock in the evening. I looked at the empty classroom, and there was still the schedule for the last day on the blackboard. There seems to be a smell of classmates on the chair next to it. Tears can't help but run across my face. I'm sorry for my classmates, but I didn't fight with you on the last day. I saw a yellow flower in a blurred vision.
At first, I just thought it was my illusion. I rubbed my eyes before I opened them. I don't know when there was an extra sunflower on the windowsill of my class. I don't remember who took this flower. I went to the sunflower and studied it carefully. As if it had just been watered, the golden leaves were loaded with little drops of water, as if there were transparent pearls in the golden shells. The setting sun shone on it, bringing back some memories.
This is not the first time I've seen this kind of flower, but it's the first time I've seen it so beautiful. I remember when I was a child, my grandmother and I looked at the sunflower and asked her what it was. My grandmother smiled and said to me, "This is sunflower, which was used as medicine before our hometown. Sunflowers can detoxify and have many effects of removing fire. " After saying this, grandma stood up slowly, and the sunset was printed on her rickety back. Grandma stroked the sunflower gently, as if stroking her dear child.
On my way home, I couldn't help thinking, why did I meet sunflowers unexpectedly? What does this symbolize? Looking at the sunset that has reached the horizon, I can't help but be in a daze. Although it is dazzling, it is warm. Sunflowers have been pursuing the sun all their lives, and I have been pursuing my beliefs: sunflowers have perseverance and I have a strong soul; Maybe sunflower can't catch up with the sun in this life, but I believe that as long as I work hard, I can catch up with my dream, raise my hand. Actually, my dream won't be too far away.
Perhaps the teacher encouraged us to make progress and stick to it, so we brought sunflowers, but thanks to sunflowers for bringing good memories, thanks to sunflowers for bringing the strength of persistence, and thanks to sunflowers for giving me encouragement and warmth in my most difficult time. I'm glad I met a beautiful woman unexpectedly that day.
Unexpected warm composition (10) 8 autumn wind rustling, cool breeze blowing gently.
On Friday afternoon, we were having our last math class. Our math teacher is very humorous. I just talk too much, which makes the teacher a little impatient. Forty minutes after class, I suddenly whistled leisurely, which angered the teacher.
"Who is it? There are no rules at all. " My deskmate pointed at me. "It's you, stand in the back and come to my office after class."
My heart seems to be broken, and I know it's a big deal.
After a while, the bell rang and I followed the teacher to the office. The head teacher is there, and so is the grade director. I thought: this is over, I guess I will be punished.
"Why are you whistling in class?" I didn't say anything, three teachers stared at me, and I began to sweat. This is the first time I have sweated in fear. "Whistle? You have a lot of courage. Just this week? Dare to whistle in class, how about the class rules? " The head teacher stared at me sternly. "Copy ... copy the class rules ... three times." I said falteringly. "Copy it down and call your parents next Monday." I walked out of the office in frustration, and tears could not help falling. ...
I sat in my seat silently copying the class rules, and my heart was cold and cold. Listening to The monitor on duty criticize me again and again at the class summary meeting, I really realized my mistake.
After school, I heard everyone cleaning, but I didn't look up. I am ashamed to meet them. But in a few minutes, many students gathered around. "I have helped you woo your teacher. I explained that the teacher didn't say anything. Come on. " Zhao Yang said. "Hey, master, don't be sad, come on." Deng said to him, "Dongdong, I don't know why you whistle, but I also feel sorry for you." Come on, "said Deng Huirong. The others said nothing, patted me on the shoulder and gave me a gesture of refueling. ...
I think I am a disgrace to my class, which makes the teachers have a bad impression on our class. They will ignore me and even blame me. But I can't believe that instead of crowding me out, they are comforting me. They have only known each other for fifteen days, which made me understand what friendship is. A feeling of being warmed by the classroom overflowed the whole body.
The significance of rules is that rules are rules, which are better controls and constraints on self. This warmth makes me want to be a better person. If nothing else, I should reshape myself for the collective temperature.
Warm composition meets unexpectedly (10) 9 Open the floodgate of memory and uncover the long-sealed memory, only to find that some memories have become a kind of sweetness in my heart. Every time I think of them, they are like a sweet spring water seeping into my heart, with that kind of unexpected warmth …
One afternoon after beginning of autumn, I went home by bike. The street is deserted, and there is a scene of "sadness and loneliness since ancient times". A gust of autumn wind blows ... it's so cold! The wind in early autumn is not as mild as the spring breeze, and there is a little chill in the coolness. On the only way home, there is a small business district. I never dreamed what would happen after passing by without any mistakes today.
When crossing this area, I slowed down because I saw many people. At this time, two social youths also rode in front of me. Because the road is narrow, and both of them occupy almost the whole road, the key is that they seem to ride slowly on purpose. I tried to go there several times, but they stopped me. Just when I was angry, they seemed to have some conscience and made way for me. But I was so happy too early: just when I wanted to go over, the two of them pushed me directly, and I didn't have time to brake, and even the car overturned. When I fell down, I also brought down some clothes of a brother who sold clothes, and the books were scattered all over the floor.
At this time, the two men stopped and said to me with a contemptuous smile, "How dare you ride on the road with this skill?" Practice a few more years! "Just when I was so wronged that I wanted to cry, selling groceries's uncle and aunt came out and said to them," I have long known that you two are not authentic, are you trying to find fault ... "Those two young people ran away without warning. At this time, everyone helped me pick up the books and clothes that fell to the ground. When the book was delivered to me, my tears kept falling like a broken pearl. I kept saying, "Thank you! Thank you! "Finally someone helped me straighten my car and put it on the bus ... I don't know how I rode home.
When I got home, I thought a lot. ...
The warmth people feel in the family or the collective may be ignored, but the warmth they meet unexpectedly is even warmer.
Warm composition I met unexpectedly (10) 10 After school, I rode my bike through the tree-lined path. Suddenly, my eyes flashed, "Li Qing Steamed Bun Shop"? This is where mom cooks "the best food".
I stopped the car and was about to walk to the steamed stuffed bun shop when a young girl led a big snow-white dog to the front of the shop. What I am most afraid of is that dog, not to mention a big dog, which has great strength and keeps spitting out its bright red tongue on a hot day. I dare not go forward with the change, and look at the steamed stuffed bun shop eagerly.
Suddenly, I was patted on the shoulder. It turned out to be a big brother in a middle school uniform. His gentle face, like a spring breeze man, showed a faint smile: "Little friend, why don't you buy steamed bread?" I recognized the friendliness in his tone. In the future, Aidit said, "There is a big dog there. I am annoyed when I look at it. " He smiled even more with an epiphany: "It doesn't matter, dogs are just people's pets. Otherwise, I will accompany you to buy steamed buns. " With that, he took the lead in walking to the steamed stuffed bun shop.
My heart seems to be filled with a large cup of warm milk tea, which is warm and comfortable. In this way, I met unexpectedly, but it was like a warm sun in winter. Such a meeting is destiny takes a hand's luck. So casual and natural, so direct contact with the softest heart. I followed the past, feeling the sky getting bluer and bluer, and the signboard of the steamed stuffed bun shop getting cuter and cuter, as if waving to me.
He went to the dog, stroked its fur for a while, and chatted with its owner. After a while, he turned and smiled at me and made a gesture. I hurried forward and ordered the sale. As he approached, he heard the young girl ask him, "Do you know this young lady?" He smiled and replied, "Yes, just now." I can't help feeling really warm about it. Meet unexpectedly, meet unexpectedly, and the beauty is like a meteor across the sky. The concern that is inadvertently revealed is even more touching.
Indeed, everyone's life will always encounter some unexpected warmth, which will inadvertently become an eternal existence in the heart and become the most gorgeous color in the mind.