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One thing that moved me

From small to large, I was moved by many things, but there is still one thing I still remember.

That day, it was raining cats and dogs. I came to the station to wait for the bus to go to school with a small umbrella and a heavy schoolbag on my back. It's almost time for class, but the car just won't come. Maybe it's late. I'm very anxious. I'm just like an ant on a hot pot. I walk around there and turn hard. It seems that I can make the car come faster.

Even if the car doesn't come, the adults around me are also worried. Some impatient people are saying: 'it's really true that the damn car doesn't come yet! "The car! Why is it so slow! Ah! '

One second, one minute, five minutes, ten minutes & hellip; & hellip; time flies so slowly, just like a second.

Suddenly, an aunt with a little sister stopped a taxi and let her child in. Then she said: 'little sister, come on, let's go to school together. 'I looked back. There was no one else. I was the only child. When my aunt saw me like this, she said with a smile: 'little sister, I mean you. Come on up quickly! 'I blushed and panicked. I had never met such a situation before. I said shyly,' Oh, No. I don't mean it. "My aunt said: 'Oh! Come on! Don't be embarrassed! 'My face was as red as a monkey's butt, and I got into the car shyly.

On the way to school, my aunt got out of the car and said: 'little sister, help me look after the child. I have something to go first. Then he turned to the little sister and said, 'son, listen to my sister. I'm leaving. 'then she left.

When we got to the school, my little sister didn't have an umbrella. We walked to the classroom with one umbrella (our classroom is different, but there are some same distances). I think of my aunt's kind help, I can't help but quietly move to the umbrella to my little sister's direction.

As time flies, this matter has passed for a long time, but it is still in my mind, lingering. I will keep it in my memory forever, forever, forever. On May 12, 2008, at 14:28 p.m., a 7.8 magnitude earthquake occurred in Sichuan Province, which made many people lose their precious lives and homes. Among them, a great mother gave her hope to her children during the earthquake.

When people found her, she was already dead. When she died, her hands touched the ground, a bit like the ancient people clasping their heads. People wonder why she died in such a posture. It turned out that there was a 3-month-old or 4-month-old baby under her. After some efforts, the rescue workers rescued the baby. When the doctors opened the quilt for examination, they found that there was a mobile phone in the quilt. There was a written message on the mobile phone. The message was: 'dear baby, if you are still alive, then you will die Remember, I love you forever. 'at that time, tears filled the eyes of all the people present, which moved me a lot! This great mother, the great maternal love, will stay forever in the world, forever in people's hearts.

I think: this mother is really great. She can protect her children when her life is in danger. So I think of my mother. Every morning when I wake up, she has prepared delicious food. After eating, when I want to wash the dishes, my mother drives me aside and refuses to let me wash the dishes; when I mop the floor and wash shoes, my mother refuses to let me do it. Mother always said: 'as long as you study hard, it's the greatest comfort to me. '

Mother's love is the greatest love in the world. I think of that nursery rhyme again, which is "as long as mother is good in the world" & hellip; & hellip; "about the moving composition: one thing that moves me is 450 words. Time goes into the stream, some things will be forgotten with time, but some things will make you unforgettable, some are grateful, some are happy, some are sad & hellip; & hellip; I also have one thing that has moved me so far.

It was a rainy day with thunder and lightning. I took the bus home as usual. When I got home, I did my homework immediately before the rain stopped. After writing for half an hour, I was hungry, but I thought I had homework, so I didn't go to the refrigerator to find food, so I continued to write. Finally, I finished my homework. I went to see what was in the refrigerator, but I was very disappointed. There was nothing to eat except wine, vegetables and green onions. I had to go back to my room and wait for my mother to come back. My stomach is growling, as if to say that I'm starving. Give me something to eat. I also want to say to my stomach, stop barking, just wait for mom to come back.

All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door. I thought it must be my mother. I was so happy that I went to open the door like a flying horse. It was so fast that I slipped under my feet. After opening the door, I saw a man standing at the door, who had been watered fast by the rain. It was his mother! I could hardly recognize the rain all over her hair, face and body. My mother took out a bag of bread from her handbag, but I was so happy that I ate the bread. Just when I was eating happily, I found my mother in the kitchen, dragging her tired body to cook. Seeing this, I thought: why didn't mom go to bed to have a rest and go to the kitchen to cook? And my mother is hungry, but also to leave the bread for me to eat, this in the end is why ah? Think of this, my eyes wet, two lines of tears from my eyes.

This event let me witness the greatness of maternal love, and let me know how much my mother loves me. About moving composition: a thing that moved me 200 words, when I think of that thing, my heart is very moved.

On the day of my birthday, my busy father took time out and sent me a small and delicate cake in the evening. My father said: 'Wei Wei, you are eleven years old. My father wishes you a happy birthday and happy every day! 'after listening, I felt a warm current in my heart. I took the cake and said to my father: 'thank you! 'on the evening of my birthday, the students sang happy birthday songs around me and sent their own gifts and sincere wishes. A clear bell rang, and grandma's simple and affectionate blessing came from the other end of the phone: "Happy Birthday to you! 'at that moment, my tears were already in my eyes. I have received many blessings from my classmates. I am proud of having so many close friends and moved by so many blessings;

These have become a beautiful past and remain in my heart forever. This is the happiest and most touching birthday I have ever had. About moving composition: let me move one thing, in life, there are many things let me deeply moved. During the Wenchuan earthquake, I was moved by the fact that the rescue workers put life and death aside to save every life; I was moved by the noble stoops of pedestrians on the roadside to pick up the garbage; I was moved by the fruits of autumn and the bumper harvest of farmers and uncles, and today I want to tell you one that is even more moving.

It was a sunny Sunday. I was wandering in the park, feeling that I was enjoying the fresh air and the flowers in the park. I was looking for a place to rest when I saw a red faced young man not far away from me. He staggered every two steps. I think he was drunk. For this kind of drunkard, I'd better stay away. After a few steps, I suddenly heard a heartbreaking barking of the dog. I should go. I saw the drunk beat a little dog with a stick. The poor little dog was beaten to the ground and cried miserably. Curiosity drove me to find out. I hide in the grass and watch. I feel an impulse to rush out and save the poor dog under the drunkard's stick! But I was afraid, afraid that the young man would turn the stick towards me. What can we do? I can't watch the dog get killed, but I'm & hellip; & hellip; by the way, call the police. When I was about to move the rescue soldiers, I heard a little girl shouting: 'let go of the dog! "Suddenly, the drunk stopped his stick and found that it was a little girl. He took a look of disdain and continued to fight the dog. The dog's voice became smaller and smaller. The little girl was nervous and worried and cried out:" let go of the dog, let go of it! 'the young man pointed at the girl with a stick and said fiercely: 'you little hairy child, get out of my way, or I will fight with you. 'I was really worried that something might happen to the little girl. But the little girl ignored her danger, rushed forward to block the man's stick, and said to the young man with a little cry: 'please, let the little dog go! It is a good companion of mankind. How can you hurt it? "But the young man not only didn't listen, but also pushed the little girl aside. The little girl ran to hold the big uncle's foot and begged, 'let the dog go, uncle, I beg you. If you hit him again, he will die. 'the young man said aloud: 'do you know? I was about to drive away when this smelly dog bit me. Do you think I should fight. 'the fatal blow to the dying dog was about to come down, but the little girl rushed forward & hellip; & hellip; at this time, I didn't dare to look and covered my eyes with my hand. There was only a groan of pain. The stick went down and the little girl fell down. Seeing that something had happened, the young man threw down his stick and left in a hurry. When the violent uncle left my sight, I quickly walked forward, picked up the little girl and asked her with heartache: 'little girl, are you ok? Do you want to see a doctor? "No, let's see if the puppy is tight. Come on, take the puppy back to my house and bandage it. '

Back to the little girl's home, the little girl rushed to find the medicine box, took out the gauze, took out the liquid medicine, and went to get a basin of hot water. Everything is ready. I can't help. I can only watch the little girl deal with the dog's injury skillfully. While cleaning the wound, while daubing the potion, while carefully bandaging & hellip; & hellip; looking at the little girl's confusion, it seems that she has forgotten her own scars.

After many years, whenever I see the dogs playing happily, I can't help but think of her, think of that sunny Sunday & hellip; & hellip; about the moving composition: the most moving thing for me is that it was a hot summer, my mother and I were waiting for the bus, ready to go back to the countryside. After a long wait, the bus arrived. People flocked in. At this time, I saw a disabled uncle walking towards the bus door. My mother and I stepped back and asked him to get on the bus first. The disabled uncle said: 'don't worry, you'd better go first! 'seeing that he let us get on first, we had to get on with the crowd. It took a while for the disabled uncle to get on the bus. There were a lot of people in the car. My mother and I crowded for a while, and finally we saw an empty seat. My mother also found a seat in front of me. We sat down, and my disabled uncle sat behind me. After a few stops, the number of people gradually decreased, and came up with an old woman with white hair, she said