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A touching thing

In life, there are many touching things. Let me tell you one thing!

When I was a child, I saw such a thing on the road. There are two dogs playing on the road, playing, a dog ran to the middle of the road, a truck came face to face, just hit the dog, only heard the brake, but still hit the dog. The little dog died. Another little dog stood beside the little dog for more than half an hour, looking at the little dog all the time. Finally, he tried to drag the little dog to the side of the road. After several minutes of hard work, he finally got to the side of the road. The big dog was lying beside the little dog until he left in tears in the evening.

It turns out that animals also have feelings. I don't think the driver is qualified to compare with the dog. When the dog's companion died, he also knew how to drag his companion to a safe place. However, the driver drove away without stopping to bury the dog. It's really hateful.

In the twinkling of an eye, the door of childhood has been slowly closed to me. Recalling the past, there are bitterness and happiness, happiness and vitality & hellip; & hellip; but there is one thing I can still remember vividly.

On Sunday afternoon, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market. There were a lot of people in the market, because I had to buy pens. In a hurry, we came to a roadside stall to buy vegetables. The owner of the stall is an old man. At a glance, he knows that he is a well-experienced old farmer.

Mother asked the price and began to negotiate with him. But the man who sold the vegetables was so fussy that he would not reduce the price. I was impatient to urge my mother beside me. My mother was also worried, so she hurriedly weighed the dishes and paid for them, and left in a hurry. But on the way, my mother found that the key was missing. What should I do? There will be more guests coming later! Think of here, mother's face showed a disappointed expression. 'I must have left it in the stall. If I lose something, who will give it back to you, not to mention the fussy old man. You think you have bad luck! '

After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and take a chance, so we ran towards the market.

It was evening when we got there, and there were not many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, looking around, as if waiting for someone. My mother and I went up. My grandfather recognized us. He handed the key to my mother with his calloused hand. My mother nodded to him and we all laughed happily.

Looking at the simple old man in front of me, what else can I say? A sense of guilt comes from it. Wish the old man a safe life!

Five about moving composition: a moving thing 600 words in life, there are many moving things, let us shed deep tears, tears of sympathy, moved tears, I am a very strong girl, is rarely cry. Have you all seen China dream show! I don't know how many episodes I've seen. There are moving scenes that make people cry, but I've never cried. People say I'm a cold-blooded animal, but it's not the case. There is such a father and daughter let me shed tears, let me talk about it!

There is a girl, her name is Deng Xuefeng, she is a very sensible girl. On the day of her landing, her parents abandoned her in the snow. It was a father with bronchitis who adopted her. Deng's father's family is poor, in order to make Xuefeng continue to go to school, he goes to work every day, regardless of his body. Just take some cheap medicine to control the development of the disease, but the unfortunate thing still came. Xuefeng, who was in school, received a phone call and learned that her father was hospitalized. She immediately handed in a drop out application to her teacher. The teacher asked her why, and she said such a sentence to me: 'I want to wash my father's hands, face and feet. As long as my father doesn't leave me, I am the best happy! 'at that time, the whole audience shed tears. If anyone was not moved, he was a cold-blooded animal.

Another thing is that Xuefeng doesn't have a mother. She really wants to have a mother, but her father says: 'haven't you seen the stepmother on TV? It's fierce. I'm afraid she will be bad to you in the future. "Deng's father has been taking care of his daughter for 23 years. In addition, he has to take care of Deng Xuefeng's retarded uncle. At this time, Xuefeng's teacher said: 'when he went to visit, Deng Xuefeng's family didn't have a decent thing. There were only two modern electrical appliances. It was because the smoke from the stove was too heavy, which was not good for Deng's father's condition, that he was willing to pay for an induction cooker. '

What a touching father and daughter! It is because of Deng Xuefeng's daughter that Deng's father has confidence to live!

We should also be sensible children in our life. Which parents in the world don't love their children? And how many children have been filial to their parents? One thing that moved me was 250 words. My childhood recorded many things that moved me. Time flies by, memory is constantly refreshing, but there is one thing I can't forget.

I remember that day, Zhixuan and I had a quarrel. She insisted that I had lost her notebook. I was so angry that I wandered around the street.

At this time, I saw a seven or eight year old girl turning something excitedly. When you walk in, there are two books -- Zhixuan's cherished notebook and a first grade textbook.

I was immediately moved by her. After all, I didn't have the right to stop others from seeking knowledge. But I still said to her: 'little sister, would you give this book to my sister? The girl said very freely: 'good! 'after that, she handed me the notebook, and I said to her:' little sister, wait a minute. I still have books for grade two, three and four. They are useless now. How about giving them to you? "Thank you, sister," she said excitedly! '

I ran upstairs and gave the book to the girl, who asked me with a smile: 'sister, what's your name? 'I said casually:' qihan. She said happily: 'goodbye, sister Han. See you later! "Goodbye! '

I was deeply moved by her desire for knowledge.

'it's good to be a boy! 'that's what I said from the bottom of my heart. Because boys have two advantages: strength and courage! I am a boy, can be proud of these two advantages, proud!

Once, I had a quarrel with Zhang Shan, a female tiger in class 8. She said that our boys were not polite, clean and careless. I said they were timid and weak. So she challenged me. Than strength and courage. The first game is bravery. Let's see who catches ten caterpillars first. At the beginning of the competition, I quickly caught four caterpillars and looked at Zhang Shan with contempt. Ha, she saw it, but she didn't dare to catch it, just like a mouse with a cat. I laughed loudly. In a short time, I caught ten caterpillars. I won the first game with ease. Then, the second game began, to see who can lift eight Jin dumbbell (my family just has one). Zhang Shan raised it first. She turned red. It was like a roast pig's hoof! I couldn't help laughing. Despite Zhang Shan's efforts, she didn't lift the dumbbell. It's my turn to go on the stage. I did some preparatory activities and held the dumbbell in my hand. The weight of the dumbbell was much heavier than I expected. So, I used all my strength, yelled 'ah --' and finally raised the dumbbell. I won a great victory and let Zhang Shan lose. I jumped with joy.

It's nice to be a boy! In the future, these two advantages will certainly contribute to the country! Moving moment 650 words, many moments suddenly appear in my mind, this moment is rapid and short. There are exciting, sad, exciting and touching.

In the long river of memory, there are always a few moments for me to think, these little things always emerge in my mind. That summer, my brother and sister and I were playing outside. We talked and laughed. We skated in the park, caught tadpoles by the stream and played with water. The happy time was always so short. Unknowingly, the setting sun has revealed her shy face, we have to go home.

On the way home, my sister and brother walked in front, and I followed them slowly. We had to cross the road. In the blink of an eye, my brother and sister chatted and crossed. And I, looking at the traffic coming and going, can't help but be stunned. I was flustered. I walked forward two steps and then backed back. My elder brother and sister looked at me and cried out: 'don't be afraid, come here quickly. 'it's always how scared I am, but I still decide to run with all my might. Just in the moment of running past, a van came to me quickly, I was stunned, this is the end, Wuwu.. I closed my eyes tightly and was afraid to see the car in front of me. Time seemed to be still for a few seconds. When I opened my eyes again, I only saw two thin men in plain clothes. They stopped the car with their powerful arms, and I was even more pinned. When I relaxed, I only heard their rapid breathing and said: 'go, go . 'I immediately understood and ran to my brother and sister.

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After I got home, I kept silent, and the thin figure of the two people constantly appeared in my mind, that short moment.

Who are those two? Unconsciously, my tears have soaked my collar, a stream of heat gushed out, the nose can not help but acid, tears are still more and more unconsciously.

A few years later, now I am a junior high school student. Think of that little me at that time, the brain automatically emerged the figure of those two people, the waste of time, now can't remember their appearance, but they left me this moment forever embedded in my mind, my heart.

The third day of junior high school: a touching thing 500 words there has been such a thing for several years, but it still makes me moved. Once, in class, I suddenly felt uncomfortable. With bouts of nausea, I couldn't help vomiting. For a moment, my mouth was full of dirty things, smelly and disgusting. All the students around me are covering & hellip; & hellip;

Looking at me, my deskmate saw it and said: 'teacher, Huang Jingli has vomited. 'I bowed my head in shame. At this time, Mr. Luo came down from the platform, took out some face tissues, patted me on the back, wiped the dirt that moved my mouth and said gently:' agile, how are you doing. 'I shook my head. Then a classmate said: 'teacher, I'll go to the canteen and get some ashes. 'after a while, I sprinkled ashes on the place where I vomited. Another student was sweeping the place where I vomited with a broom and a garbage shovel. Another student said: 'Huang agile, let me give you my water! 'and the teacher went to the office to get the medicine in three steps and two steps, handed it to me and said gently:' come and take two pills and lie on the table for a rest. If you don't feel well, tell the doctor immediately