Appreciate every touching essay in life.

Gratitude, a long-standing name, comes once a year, which will make sudden thoughts gush out from deep inside and quickly occupy the gate of memory. In this special festival, we will especially think of the most important people and the most memorable things in life.

(1) Herbal medicine for treating internal hemorrhoids flew from Linyi, and May Day is here. When happy people enjoy sightseeing along the road, a stranger cut off the thick branches and twigs of the "nephew Sophora japonica" in Shan Ye during the holiday, and picked out new branches and leaves to make folk remedies, and sent them to another city to treat the pathology of internal hemorrhoids for another stranger.

About internal hemorrhoids, I was anxious to find a prescription two months ago, and I looked nervous. I seek advice from my online friends. The strange echoes from the internet will be recorded by unknown netizens. When this season comes, new trees will flourish and get sick.

I will never forget this day. On 20 12.05.03.09:25, I sent a message: "The branch was delivered by express yesterday. This kind of tree is also called Sophora japonica. You may have it there. Thick and thin branches are best used together. Boil a little alum (the size of walnut) in water, then pour it into a small jar with a small mouth and sit on it, mainly by hot air. If you don't have this kind of tree over there, you can wash it with boiling water twice before throwing it. Description: This kind of branch will grow back after cutting off the branches. If it comes out from the root after cutting down the tree, we call this kind of tree here-nephew locust tree. "

The flame of the coal stove is burning vigorously, and there is a faint smell of grass in the potion, which gives off a refreshing taste. I don't know how hard it took to break the green branches and thick branches. What are distant friends doing at this moment? Can you feel my sincere concern? No words can explain the true enthusiasm and surging inside. When will this distant favor be returned?

As my friend himself said, "This matter is trivial, so don't mention it." But heartfelt gratitude and praise from the whole family are endless. One season of grass can't adapt to all kinds of people. What is precious is that this spirit and strangers in the distance are all portrayed by strange faces. My nephew Sophora japonica finally cured and stopped this long-lasting disease, which brought surprises to life, but it will eventually become a bright spot in memory, accompanied by a busy life.

(2) Let me keep my truth and remember your truth. On May 6th, two years ago, a car accident happened on Xibao Expressway, because I made a mistake and lost control of my direction. I was conscious then. I dare not breathe loudly. I looked at the world timidly and was scared silly. The sound of cars whizzing past me crazily narrowed the pupil's vision and increased the content of fear. I can hear "whoosh, whoosh" cars passing by with the wind. About twenty minutes later, a group of people came up from the distant isolation belt and rushed to the scene, rescued me shivering and moved to a safe place outside the guardrail. I quickly jumped on the bus again, took out my mobile phone, asked for help and told my family.

After the high-speed traffic police arrived at the scene, they disappeared silently into the crowd and never looked back. Now, it is this simple and nameless eldest brother in his early forties, whose black hair is gone, and the unassuming truth hanging on his face and the anxiety in his eyes clearly reappear in front of him.

A short message saved for two years: "I'm glad to know that you are safe." Pay attention to driving in the future. " (The good-hearted man failed to find my mobile phone for the second time, and accidentally left his mobile phone number when dialing the number. Perhaps, they never thought that the driver driving at high speed was still alive. A greeting is full of unexplained satisfaction and pleasure beyond satisfaction. Let the empty mind be appeased in an instant, walk a long way with your heart, and finally come to an end. ...

The car accident that survived made me learn to be grateful and cherish my blessings, and learned to be tolerant and humble to more people and things. Their behavior is only naturally exposed and shows sincerity.

(3) Touched, just around noon yesterday, the old man standing behind me said a word to the children around him in Henan dialect, but it caught my attention because he didn't understand it. He turned to observe it. Why does he feel so familiar? Memories are changing. Oh, yes, she is the old man I saw on TV.

I stepped forward excitedly and shouted with a smile: "Hello, Aunt!" " "The old man didn't refuse the stranger's greeting and looked at me seriously. "I have seen you on TV, and your deeds are really touching. "After listening to my words, the old man took my hand in both hands and said happily," So you saw me, too? "I've been on TV for her." The old man told me with his eyes that the slim little girl standing in front of me was her relative. The child is wearing a yellow jacket and a pair of black jeans. He looks cute and lively, with his back to me and a ponytail. He is about sixteen years old. She was doing business seriously and didn't notice my eyes.

For a long time, the old man never let go of the hand I held in her hand. Those hands are warm and strong. We were very familiar with each other for a while and talked about everything. The old man asked me with concern where I lived. Is everything all right at home? Wait a minute. Although I am only 1.60 meters tall, the old man is less than my shoulder height, so I need to raise my head and tilt my face back obviously. I really saw her weather-beaten face engraved with deep and shallow wrinkles, dark skin and gray temples, but she looked energetic and focused, all of which showed an awe-inspiring charm.

Because I had to make up lessons and there was a long queue in the bank, I had to tell the old man that I had to go first. She eagerly asked me where I worked. How's my job? I replied thank you one by one, so I met by chance and left in a hurry.

Along the way, recalling the warm greetings from the old man touched my heart deeply. If I hadn't seen her on TV and walked in the crowd, she would still be so ordinary, so ordinary and so inconspicuous. This strange face should have left such a deep impression on me, or was it moved by the scene on the screen for too long? My mind clearly recalls the report of our district TV station when I was at home for illness the other day. I don't remember the name, except that the old man is over 70 years old. She came from Baoji during her trip to the countryside and has lived by the railway since then. The little girl I saw was abandoned by the old man, and the child was called grandma. The old man raised his children alone under the constraint of his wife's death and family opposition. Many hardships he experienced on the way were shown on the screen. Needless to say, the old man's job is to collect junk and change money for his children to go to school. Thanks to the good policies of the country, he can now have his own minimum living allowance of 80 yuan per month. When the little life born that year turned into a beautiful flower-like student, it was really so miraculously touching.

It boils down to a question mark in the depths of the soul: Why do the old people have to pick up an abandoned baby that has nothing to do with themselves and stick to their choices no matter what difficulties and situations they encounter for so many years? What kind of power supports her to accomplish such a glorious mission? I have no answer to this question, but I can only feel and understand her selfless dedication and sense of social responsibility again, and I have more respect for her in my memory that I can't express in words.

(4) It's not cool when people walk with tea. Similarly, on the south wall outside ICBC, a tattered old man parked his bicycle on two big frames and sat on the ground eating dry food brought from home to satisfy his hunger.

Actually, I've known him for a long time. In my previous unit, he often came to collect garbage and pick up junk. Every time he weighed, he would argue endlessly for a dime, so everyone dismissed him, or was particularly disgusted, but he always appeared in the same place with others' cold eyes and persistence every once in a while, busy with his work, and then helped others clean up the scene and took out the garbage before leaving.

Passing by that day, far away, the old man greeted me: "how come it's been a long time?" Where have you been recently? " At that moment, there was a feeling that "people left, and the tea was not cold", which came from almost unfamiliar greetings.

In the shade, I learned to sit on the ground and talk with my hands on my knees. Under my questioning, the old man told me from the bottom of his heart that he is 65 years old and lives 20 kilometers away from home. He takes the earliest bus to the purchase station every morning and pushes his bike along the street to collect it. He rests here at noon and goes back after delivering the goods twice a day, every day. Both sons are married, and grandchildren are seven or eight years old. The old man said that he didn't want to burden his children, and it was not hard to make a living to support himself. He is used to it, with a smile. ...

Touched and instantly shaped, it covered the whole time and space above my head, tortured my heart and felt the taste of living alone in silence. Yes, everyone will face the reality that they are slowly aging. Life is born in this way, suffering from the experiences and hardships of travel again and again, and gradually understanding the various tastes of life.

Not far away, the cleaning staff who had been busy for a day, under the guidance of street lamps and in the light and shadow of neat work clothes, ended the busy noise before dark and went home alone. It will reappear at the first time when the moon wakes up in the morning, and continue to purify the air and beautify the city. Creative writing and creative health need their efforts. They spend their whole lives bringing different scenery to the corner of the city without any regrets.

Late autumn, a fruitful season, quietly interprets all kinds of thoughts in life. The autumn wind with a slight chill blows the leaves all over the ground, and the golden leaves dance with the wind, layer upon layer, affectionately telling the calmness of reincarnation and rebirth.

Touched, right around us! They didn't ask for anything, just doing it; They didn't ask for anything, just doing it; They are not eager for anything, just doing it. They are using actions to confirm the value of their existence, which has nothing to do with various street life and social phenomena.

Two years ago, my childhood colleagues got together last night. Director Wang, the stubborn and naughty organizer, still holds a new photo in his hand. His cuteness and the arrival of relatives and friends brought the atmosphere of two tables in the whole private room to a climax. Everyone suggested that he move a stool to stand on it and talk about his testimony of owning a new car. In my mind, I imagined the arrogant and self-exaggerated words of Director Wang standing on the stool, which was bad, but not artificial. As a result, he did not stop. The director's name used to be my favorite name, but now everyone says it has become positive, which is purely a kind ridicule.

When we raise our glasses, we seem to have regained our cheerful, eloquent, careless and open-minded attitude. In the meantime, I am the most typical, with a constant laugh. I haven't enjoyed life so freely for a long time. I moved out of the scene of the year and dreamed of returning to my hometown in Qinchuan.

I left this article to remember these unforgettable days and those who also need help, and to give my heart a comforting explanation. Strangers interpret the joy of living with the act of love, hold up a blue sky, show off this colorful world, and let the heart glow with a bright aura.

Thank you for every short comment, even if it is a fierce dispute, it will become a real memory with the spirituality and loveliness of life; Thanks to parents' upbringing, parents-in-law's health, children's happy growth and people's simple life. Thank you for every move in your life!

Grateful heart, sometimes accompanied by loneliness, profoundly affects the content of life, and finally, it is beyond words. When you are grateful, almost every day of the year is a holiday. Gratitude comes from the true expression in the heart, absorbs everyone's strengths and accommodates many things. Thank you for this special festival and leave memories for the future. Memory is always grateful for eternity!