Touched by the college entrance examination composition 1 There are happy things, sad things and exciting things in life ... From this incident, I understand the greatness of fatherly love. "Dad, I want a piece of candy." Katie, a six-year-old girl, extended her little hand to her father who was begging in the street. For this incomplete family without a mother, it is really a blow to life. Dad said to her with a sad face, "There are only eight dollars left. What should we do for dinner after buying sugar? " Katerina shook her father's rough hand and said coquettishly, "Other children have candy and Christmas presents. I don't want a Christmas present, so I can't have sugar? " When he said this, there was a disappointed look on his frozen red face. Dad looked at his daughter's young face, thought about it, squeezed out a smile and said to Katie, "Come on, let's buy some candy. What candy do you want? " How about we buy candy canes ... "
When they arrived at the supermarket, Dad and Katie were kicked out because their clothes were dirty. Dad begged, but to no avail. The daughter took 8 yuan, begged the doorman to let her in, and finally persuaded them. As soon as I entered the supermarket, the things inside were dazzling, which made people dizzying. Because of the child's nature, Katie's eyes are flashing left and right. When I got to the candy store, I wasn't sure which one I wanted. She bought a beautiful candy in the shape of a star and walked carefully to the door of the shop. You know, this candy has 6 yuan, and there are only 2 yuan left to buy dinner. Katie walked out of the door excitedly and didn't even notice the car coming. "Creaking ~" The car almost hit Katie, and Katie's father ran over, picked up Katie and apologized to the owner. I didn't expect the owner to have a good attitude. Regardless of your car, when you get off the bus, ask, "Are you okay? Pay attention later, it doesn't matter? " Six-year-old Katie was frightened by the accident and was unfamiliar with strangers. She suddenly burst into tears: "Dad … Dad … not me … don't punish me … I … me." Dad patted her on the back and gently said to her, "I don't blame you, I don't blame you, I blame you for not liking you." The sobs stopped and there was a sound of sleeping.
Katie fell asleep, and the rich car owner said kindly to his old father with tears in his eyes, "Come to my house. I'm not sorry for you, I'm just moved by your affection. How nice it is to have such a child! " You come to my company to earn money, and my wife can take care of the children. "Dad was about to refuse when the host suddenly grabbed his hand and whispered," Don't all your children grow up like you? "Then give her a good environment! There is also a boy at home who is 6 years old and can be a partner and play together. "
In this way, father and daughter live in a wealthy family and live a happy and healthy life.
Katie is very happy because she has a good father. Dad is happy because the candy his daughter bought in the shop is for him. He has a filial daughter. This incident made me realize that parents are the best gifts from God. At the same time, we are also God's best gift to our parents. So, from now on, cherish the people around you, cherish those who love you, cherish those who help you, remember those family ties and thank them! I will never forget it.
I am being dragged to the hospital by my mother anxiously. My cough is getting louder and louder, and every cough is obviously heartbreaking. Mother's clear eyes, finally have a trace of anxiety. ...
Far away, the white tiles of the hospital caught my eye. I thought the white tiles in the hospital were filled with cries and blood and tears since childhood. Suddenly, a broken memory seems to be quietly picked up by me, but when I want to recall it, I can't remember it. I feel a little lost, but I vaguely feel that there is a past that always reminds me of my heart. ...
When the hospital arrived, as soon as I entered the hospital gate, I could hear the baby crying, and the voice was louder. Crying? That broken memory seems to be filled with a piece, only vaguely feel that this memory is so precious. ...
Mom cried and asked me to show it to the hospital. I walked to the doctor unconsciously. Cough is getting worse and worse, and every cough is accompanied by great pain. My mother looked at me and asked anxiously, "Are you better?" ""Better? " I repeated what my mother said.
At that moment, my memory was completely restored, and he suddenly burst into my mind with colorful strange lights, and a past event quietly entered my mind.
It was a dark rainy night, and the clock pointed firmly to 3 o'clock, but I still didn't sleep. A fever of 40 degrees makes me miserable. My mother is right next to me and keeps changing my wet towels. I cried in pain, my voice tore my heart out, and I went to primary school. When I was a freshman, I still liked to cry to relieve my inner pain and depression.
In the dim light, my mother's eyes are full of anxiety. In the moonlight, a drop of crystal tears crossed her face, and I knew she was helpless. Without her father's help, everything she does becomes more difficult. Gradually, the wailing faded away. I leaned back on the sofa feebly, watching the world of floor tiles spinning in the sky and the endless night. I felt a burst of fear, and fear quickly occupied my heart. Dark night, hot body, mother in the moonlight, these are deeply imprinted in my eyes.
Just when I was afraid, a pair of warm big hands picked up my weakness. In an instant, the warmth of my palm dispelled my inner fear, and my hands were full of love. Mother's anxious eyes also had a little firmness. I secretly smiled in the gloom, so love is so wonderful. In a trance, I have been sitting in an armchair in the hospital. My mother takes good care of me. But just when I was happy about it, I heard my mother coughing. Her voice is so hoarse that it seems to have gone through many vicissitudes. Her eyes were firm, but she was still coughing. Did she catch a cold? I asked her and she shook her head.
For an instant, I had mixed feelings. Mother's harbor-like hug touched me most sincerely. Mother's love washes away my soul submerged by mud like spring rain, illuminates the dim earth like sunrise, dispels the long mist like lighthouse, and blows the new earth like spring breeze. I can only keep it in my heart until now.
I carefully put away this flashing memory. In order to cherish it, I want to give him a name and think about it for a long time. Carve eight characters:
That rainy night, that touching.
I was moved by the composition of the college entrance examination for 3 days, and my face was slightly frozen on the way to the classroom. As if raindrops fell on my face, like mist stroking. The teaching building in the distance is shrouded in dim light, which adds a quiet to the morning. The breeze rippled, bringing the singing of birds on the buttonwood and the ensemble of bamboo forests, awakening the first ray of sunshine.
I was moved by the morning scene in front of me. It seems to be the same every day, but it has been changing. It plays the morning song for our daily life, and quietly turns over the pages of life for us while we are still asleep. I don't know when there are more bugs flying on the greenway. I don't know when we will stop necking at the tuyere. I wonder when the campus is greener.
Has the footsteps of spring entered the campus? Are you ready to let the peach trees blossom behind your house?
Suddenly you are seven years old, and I can still remember everything about you in these seven years. I'm thirteen, you're one, or more accurately, you're only one month old. In the alley. My mother and I sat in the alley, enjoying the shade brought by the wind. You suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and your thin body was blown stagger in the breeze.
Mom says you are a small peach tree. I don't believe it. You really don't look like a peach tree So I took a closer look and found that you were actually "standing" in a cracked peach pit. I believe it. I am happy to hold your core and prepare to plant it behind the house. Mom said, in summer, you are a kind of lifeless. I don't believe it again. I transplanted you to my house with confidence and pulled out all the weeds next to you. Afraid of others stepping on you, I surrounded you with branches; I'm afraid the sun is too big. I'll catch you. I'll put a baffle on your south. Grandpa has bad eyes, so I will take him to see you and tell him that you are a peach. Don't pull you out by mistake. Grandpa nodded happily. Later, our home became your home. ...
The sunshine in summer vacation is poison. When I went to see you the next afternoon, you were sunburned. I was in a hurry, watering and blocking the sun, and I was at a loss. I will see you every few minutes. Maybe it's my careful care, maybe you're full of energy, and when I go to see you again, you're already standing there in high spirits. I don't want to say how happy I am, but my heart is full of hope.
The heavy rain all night made me nervous again. I ran to see you early in the morning. I stared at you standing in front of me in disbelief. A night of heavy rain didn't make you fall, but it seemed to make you grow a lot. You naughtily shook the rain on my face in a daze, and I came to my senses to play you. ...
Later, I went to junior high school to stay, and you gradually opened your arms and tried to embrace the sunshine and rain; Later, I was admitted to the intensive class in high school, and you also achieved fruitful results, which was praised by your family and neighbors. Now I am about to usher in the first result of my life. You wait for me quietly, waiting to bloom with me.
Looking back now, we had too many similar beliefs at that time: my persistence, your strength; My care, your madness; I am full of expectations for you, and you are full of yearning for life ... all of these move me, perhaps because of your persistence at that time, so that you and I are moved together now!
Touch the college entrance examination composition 4 in the cold season, a pair of warm hands can brew a touch; In the past days, meticulous care can be fermented and moved; Lonely time, constant and eternal friendship, makes people cry.
Be moved by the cold wind
In high school life, I left my warm home and came to the hall where students study. I gradually ignored the news of my hometown. Whenever I see other children talking and laughing with their parents, I always choose to escape. "Why don't you come to see me?" My simplest ideas always fail. I came home on a Saturday afternoon, and it was chilly outside. Before my mother came home, I sat in front of the door and shouted. The cold wind tore at my green face, and even the fallen leaves laughed at me. It was getting dark, and I saw the headlights not far away. I gladly accepted it, but came back disappointed. I made a mistake. Suddenly I saw my mother's staggering figure. She smiled as if she was full of apologies for being late, but she was holding squid slices in her hand. I didn't drive to the mall that day, and I didn't know that my father had gone to Hangzhou. My mother went to the fish market that was about to close and asked the master to sell her squid slices. As soon as the wind blew, the car disappeared. She walked so far before she came back, but her hand was broken again because of the cold wind, but she kept saying that she had kept me waiting. That night, my mother and I sat alone and ate my favorite squid slices. Even though it's a little salty, I still feel delicious. Even if she told me to wait or not to wait for me at school, I wouldn't complain, because my mother is the greatest.
Be moved by action
It's the end of another math exam. I'm not good at math, and I always mess up. I was cruel to learn math, picked up my notebook and ran to the math office. At the end of work, the math teacher was suddenly dismissed by me. We are rooted in math problems, because I am stupid and slow-thinking, and I always want the math teacher to say it over and over again. If I were you, I would be angry. I understand it bit by bit, but what I understand is that it has made him work several times. Sweating on the forehead, strong visibility. Other teachers also came back to class. Alas, the teacher is going to study on an empty stomach tonight.
It turns out that action can make people move.
Be moved by anonymity
It's a little cold in the dormitory in the morning, and the cold wind is a bit biting. I don't want to get up after stretching. Suddenly I started sneezing, and I heard a lot of noise. I was sad when I saw that there was no water in the thermos. I slowly dragged my shoes and went out with a washbasin. The cold water in the bathroom was particularly cold, but I still played with cold water. Back to the dormitory, the cup on the table was steaming, and I don't know who was so kind. Cool hands holding hot tea, although the contrast is a bit big, but very touched.
Alas, life is moving and my mood is relaxed. I can be moved everywhere in my life, and the reaction of being moved is to be moved in my heart. It's good to be touched.
Touching the long journey of life, there will be flowers everywhere, but there will also be pain and thorns. Please take it with you when it is dark, and you will find that the dawn is not far away. -inscription
20 10 it will be fine on Wednesday, April 2nd.
Walking on the path in early spring, the humid air slaps on the face, which makes people feel cool. I walked at a brisk pace and sang forward. Suddenly, I found a grass growing out of the roadside. Its green body was straight. A breeze blew, and it shook its body, as if waving to everyone passing by.
Suddenly a gust of wind roared by, knocking down this little green life, and my heart was shaking. Can it still get up?
After the gale, gently, gently, the grass straightened its back and danced with the wind, happy and free.
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire never completely burned them. They grew taller in the spring breeze. I remembered Bai Juyi's Wild Grass. I can't help but bow my head and bow deeply to the most common grass. Moved by the grass, I didn't flinch or sink in the face of setbacks. Some face difficulties and go forward bravely.
20 10 April 10 Thursday evening is fine.
The gorgeous sunshine in the evening shines on the body, which makes people feel particularly warm. I opened a book and read such a story.
A herd of antelopes was driven to the edge of the cliff by hunters. When you see the hunters approaching step by step, you should kill them all. The gazelle jumped into its mother's arms in fear and began to cry in despair. At this critical moment of my life, I saw an old antelope walking firmly to the edge of the cliff, and another young antelope trembling to the edge of the cliff. Then the old antelope let out a cry in the air and jumped off the cliff. Then the gazelle jumped up, too. At the moment of falling, the young antelope leaned against the old antelope and jumped over the cliff. In this way, one, two, three, four old antelopes and one young antelope took off one after another, and the splendid flower of life bloomed on the edge of the cliff.
Moved by the old antelope, there is no fear in the face of death. For the sake of future generations, you went to death without hesitation, and you died as if you were dead. The swan song of life you played touched everyone.
20 10 it will be fine on Sunday evening, April 20th.
The stars in the sky are shining, and everything on the earth is shining. In this intoxicating scenery, I think of a person-Iron Man.
Cai Wa, President of the Third Society of Datong Village, Zhaxi, Jiegu Town, Yushu Prefecture, Qinghai Province. During the Yushu earthquake in Qinghai, he was a pillar in the hearts of the villagers and an unchanging pillar. /kloc-in the early morning of April, a sudden disaster shook the earth and everything went crazy. Three of his family members were killed in the earthquake, but he wiped away his tears and hid his heartbreaking pain, and immediately rushed out of the house to save his villagers. His iron hand struggled in the ruins, digging and digging until his nails were gone, and his blood was flowing, but he never stopped. He once firmly said: A few people died in a family is a small disaster, but a town with a population of 65,438+10,000 was ruthlessly destroyed, which is a catastrophe. In the face of disaster, we must give up our small family and take care of everyone.
Cai wow was moved. In front of his relatives and villagers, he chose the villagers. I love the villagers the most, so I never sleep and have a deeper understanding of life, so I never leave. Iron man and never-ending heart have created the most beautiful scenery on the plateau.
With the touch of the road, the road will not be lonely, with flowers everywhere and trees.