Well, what was the most touching thing my friend did? This is really hard to think about. Actually, it seems quite a lot. I am a girl who loves to laugh. I usually like to smile. How can I put it? I always feel that laughter can bring us different affinities and resolve all embarrassing things.

So I like to laugh and make friends. Growing up, I really made many friends. They are all fine, at least in my opinion, they are really fine. Although I usually have no brains, I like to look at people. Some people can see the essence of a person when they get along.

Therefore, I will not be intimate with such people, but only casual acquaintances! In fact, to be honest, my friends have done many things that moved me, but I really or I can't tell which friend has done the most touching thing.

I feel that no matter how big or small things are, what moves you is moving, maybe just for a moment, maybe for a lifetime, but I can never say the most words in my heart. I want to treat all the things that these friends touched me equally.

There is a friend, specifically a college classmate and a boy, but he and I are just classmates or friends. He is very kind to me. Although he usually talks about all kinds of injuries to me, I know he doesn't think so in his heart. How can I put it? He and I may even be buddies! I know he doesn't treat me like a girl in his heart.

There was an English class, because he and I were a group, and we sat together. It was a winter, yes, I clearly remember it was a winter morning. I came to the classroom early in the morning because I had a stomachache the night before. All the students in the class came to the classroom in an endless stream that day except him.

About 8: 20, I don't know exactly. In a word, he was twenty minutes late for class at eight. He hurried to the classroom, made a report and then rushed to his seat. Give me a hot cake and a cup of hot pure milk. I was really stupid. Maybe you don't know how hot that glass of milk is. He put it in his arms and covered it for me.

Maybe that glass of milk is not very hot, because what temperature can it cover as long as you put it on your body! But my heart is really hot. Of course, I was moved to tears at that moment!

I don't know how he moved me so much. Maybe I think too much. He just put the milk in his arms because there was no place to put it. He only bought me breakfast because he brought it by the way.

But anyway, his actions really touched me. Some people and things may be small, but I will always remember them. In fact, as long as you have a heart to discover beauty and a moving heart, you will find that there are indeed many moving things in your life!