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One thing that moved me

One thing that moved me

My old cat has given birth to three kittens. The old cat is very keen to protect her children and keeps no one or other animals near. Once someone gets close, the old cat will hide the kitten.

After its careful feeding, the kitten grew round and often played with the old cat in the open space.

Today, in the "cat dog war", I was moved to tears by the old cat's love for protecting her children and her brave struggle.

Three kittens followed the old cat for a walk in the clearing. Playing and walking, a wild dog sprang out. The so-called cat and dog were not allowed. The wild dog grabbed the paw, barked 'woof', as if to say: 'you broke into my place, I must kill you! 'the old cat is not willing to be outdone. He barks at the wild dog with his tail upright, as if to say:' I won't let you hurt my child. 'then the old cat told the children to hurry off. However, the kittens seemed to be frightened by the ferocity of the wild dogs, and they walked very slowly. The old cat picked up the kitten, and retreated step by step. The wild dog still refused to let it go. As soon as he got to the door, the old cat shook his head and threw the kitten into the room. Then he pushed hard and jumped to the door. He cried 'meow, meow, meow', meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow. The old cat's hair was up, its tail was up like a stick, and the old cat pounced on it. The sharp claw just landed on the face of the wild dog, and several blood marks were scratched on its face. The unexpected attack made the wild dog furious. The wild dog has a big mouth and wants to bite the old cat, but the old cat can't bite the old cat in hiding, but the dog's body is full of skin and flesh, and the wild dog is not strong enough. With the old cat's step by step, he retreats, and when he gets to the side of the road, the wild dog turns his head and walks away. As soon as the old cat whips at the kitten, the relatives lick and lick each other. As if to say: 'children are not afraid, there is a mother! '

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but shed tears, thinking: what makes the old cat so brave? Not afraid of wild dogs twice their own size? Oh! This is maternal love! It's the love of licking the calf that makes the old cat very brave! So I think of my mother, who is always protecting us in our life. When I see this scene, I suddenly understand how great love is!

One thing that moved me

Moving is a topic of deep thought, and our life is full of moving. As long as you are good at observation, you can see it, but I find it.

It's like this. I finished my homework last Sunday and was watching TV. Grandma is in her 60s. She is not tall and has grey hair on her temples. She has had two major operations for breast cancer and has become very poor. After a while, grandma took a rag and staggered out of the door. After a long time, I didn't see grandma back. I went downstairs to see what she was going to do. I have been walking down the stairs from the fourth floor. At the corner of the second floor, I can see grandma cleaning the handrails of the stairs. I can still see a lot of sweat on Grandma's forehead. Seeing Grandma tired like this, I said to grandma heartily: 'you can watch TV when you are free, what can I do with the handrail, and what can I do with you?' & hellip; & hellip; grandma didn't look back and said: 'I'm not tired, you see how dirty it is, every day I go upstairs and downstairs to hold it, and my hands are dirty, but I neglect to wipe them clean, so that others won't get their hands dirty'. Listen to grandma's saying, I'm like this. Every day the neighbors who go up and down the stairs have to hold the handrails. Such dirty handrails will dirty our hands, and also give us health risks. So, I grabbed the rag in grandma's hand and said to her, 'take a break, I'll wipe it'! After a while, I finished cleaning the stairs and was ready to call grandma to come home for dinner. Grandma said: 'I haven't checked and cleaned the handrails of the stairs upstairs.' I'm not happy to say to Grandma: 'we can't live upstairs, don't we have to wipe all the handrails of the stairs?'? But grandma said: 'do you think grandma only cleans the armrest for convenience? You are wrong to think so. You can't just think of yourself as a person. If you can do more good for you, it's a good thing & hellip; & hellip; ', and then, grandma doesn't brush the handrail seriously. All of a sudden, I feel very ashamed of myself. Grandma has such a good spirit. But I am still the "red scarf" of the 21st century, but I just think for myself. I am so ignorant and ridiculous.

Although it's been a long time, it can't be forgotten for a long time. We should be people who think for everyone all the time.

Part three: a thing that moved me Wang Jiacheng

When I was 8 years old, something happened that made me unforgettable and moved. If you read my article, I believe you will feel the same with me.

We're going to live in a new neighborhood, but I hear we can't have dogs in the neighborhood. 'ah! What about my joy? "You send joy to grandma. 'mother's voice doesn't matter. 'send it to grandma's house, isn't it hard for me to see my joy? Can you think of another way? 'I'm talking. No way! "My mother replied mercilessly.

"Didi -- didi --" soon, when we got to grandma's house, I took Huanhuan down from the car carefully and put it into Grandma's living room. Huanhuan licked my hand and looked around. Then he fell down on my leg. He probably understood something. He looked at me with poor eyes, as if to say: 'master, don't leave me here! 'I feel sad for a while,' Mom, shall we take Huanhuan home? Think of another way. "No, I don't want you to keep it for a long time. If you don't listen, I'll just throw it on the side of the road. 'Oh, Huanhuan, I'm sorry. I'll come to see you later. I took joy to the kitchen and gave it a chops. It began to eat with relish. At this time, I hurried to the living room and closed the door gently. Huanhuan seemed to find it. Only listening to it grasp the door inside, I got on the car.

The car has already left. I just walked a few hundred meters. I heard a dog barking. I looked back and saw that it was Huanhuan. I didn't know how it opened the door. It ran and barked as it ran, as if it were shouting: 'little master, don't forget me, wait for me! "Suddenly a truck came to Joyce. Joyce didn't seem to notice anything." Joyce, run away! 'I shouted. But it was too late. The truck ran into Huanhuan. The bloody Huanhuan lay on the road and closed her eyes forever. My heart is blank, as if I have lost something.

I haven't had a dog since then. When I think of joy later, it seems that there is a knife in my heart, and I can't help but burst into tears.

One thing that moved me

'eh! Is there any mistake? I didn't bring a neutral pen! "When the math teacher asked me to finish my homework with a neutral pen and I went through the whole schoolbag, I exclaimed," I'm sorry, I can only borrow it. 'I went up and whispered to my friend Guo Qi:' Guo Qi, can I borrow your neutral pen? "Of course! 'he readily agreed. This is that I finally feel relieved and will not be scolded by the teacher. I finished my homework with Guo Qi's pen as soon as the teacher asked Throw the pen on the table casually, and go out to play with the students. Just playing in the fun, the class bell rang, I had to reluctantly go back. When I came back to the classroom, I remembered that I had not returned my pen, but it was no longer on the desk! I went under the table, only to find the pen, no cap. I'm like an ant in a hot pot, crawling around under the table, but I haven't found it yet. I couldn't help it, so I had to put the pen into Guo Qi's schoolbag and sit in my seat as if nothing had happened. 'take out the Chinese book. "Said the teacher. Guo Qi found the pen that had lost its cover when she was looking for a book. She turned it in her schoolbag again. Looking at her anxious appearance, I felt uneasy in one class. After class, Guo Qi came to my position and asked me: 'what about the pen cover of this pen? "When you were still there? 'hellip; & hellip; this series of questions made me more scared. I stammered:' it seems that & hellip; & hellip; is in your & hellip; & hellip; schoolbag. 'at this time, I wish I could find a seam to drill in, and I dare not look at Guo Qi's face. He looked in his bag again and said: 'no! 'now I can only tell the truth:' I'm sorry, I lost the pen cover. 'I thought she would be angry, but I didn't expect her to say:' it doesn't matter. Guo Qi said as she took out a broken pen, 'this pen is broken, but the pen cover can be used, so I also want to thank you for helping me lose the pen cover. 'she even forgives me for being mean to her, which makes me speechless. Although I was mean to her, she was generous to me. I felt ashamed and said countless thanks to her in my heart.

Since then, I have always been generous with her, because I was thinking about the missing pen cover. It, like a soft whip, urges me, reminds me and leads me forward.

A thing that moved me

Every minute, many people in the disaster area are facing the risk of death due to the lack of resources of officers, soldiers and doctors. On the Internet, the latest news, pictures and videos are constantly coming, and one of them, especially, is unforgettable to me: the first picture of the video is a collapsed building, which used to be a beautiful campus. In the rubble of the collapse, a young face appeared. That's a little girl in grade one or two. After a day's burying, the little girl's face had turned black, yellow, black and yellow because of excessive hunger and lack of oxygen. In her face, you can see the tears, and the faint despair. The little girl's mouth seemed to tell something, but she couldn't be heard in the video. When the little girl was buried in the ruins, she must have cried for help, so her voice has become hoarse.

Seeing this little girl, my heart is filled with emotion. Tens of thousands of people were trapped in the ruins as a result of the Sichuan earthquake. Like the little girl, they can't help themselves in the rubble. If the officers and soldiers don't rescue them in time, the lives of these people will be in danger and oppressed by the God of death.

At this time, I just heard a shout: 'there's someone here! "A group of officers and soldiers came running to carry out the rescue work. The little girl's face was filled with joy and cried out: 'come and help me! 'a soldier lowered his head and said to the little girl:' little sister, we are saving you. You don't talk, stay good, wait for us patiently! 'the little girl stopped talking obediently and looked at the officers and soldiers. Because the little girl is in the inner layer of the ruins, if some rescue machines are used, the ruins may collapse again, threatening the little girl's life. So the officers and soldiers formed a circle and fell down to dig the rubble with their hands. At this time, it was one o'clock in the morning. These officers and soldiers had rescued several collapse sites, and they were already exhausted. however