The beginning of a touching story composition

Read two paragraphs first. "An old lady came to cancel her account. She asked me carefully: "Girl, can you not take back my old man's ID card? I sometimes want to see his ID card. "In fact, my tears are very low. Later, I didn't collect them. I just cut off the lower right corner and returned them to the old lady. "

"In the first Tomb-Sweeping Day after grandma's death, grandpa made many paper bodyguards, even equipped with weapons, from traditional broadswords and spears to modern aircraft tanks and submachine guns. We all laughed at him, but he said with red eyes, I dreamed that she was bullied in the underworld.

The world is constantly putting on touching stories and touching the heartstrings. Let's start with a touching story and give three model essays, entitled "A touching story", "A touching story" and "A sweater that can't be worn". For your reference.

A touching story

I remembered a touching story. It was a dark afternoon, and I was sitting in the classroom listening to the teacher. I turned my head and saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds. I felt uncomfortable when I remembered that I didn't bring my umbrella. The dark clouds in the sky seem to gloat and keep falling.

After a few minutes, the bell rang, and I sat alone in the classroom, watching my classmates being picked up one by one, while I was waiting for my parents, but they didn't come, and my hopes suddenly fell to the bottom. I made up my mind to bite the bullet and run home. Out of school, the heavy rain drenched me like a "drowned rat".

I've been complaining to myself why my mother hasn't come yet. I tried to stand in front of ABC. After a while, I vaguely saw a familiar figure. Take a closer look, it turned out to be my mother. I saw her soaking wet and clutching an umbrella. I want to blame my mother, but I saw that she was drenched worse than me. I also heard my mother's faint cough, and my complaints seemed to be drowned out by the rain. I took the umbrella from my mother and walked with her on the road. Since then, my love for my mother has increased a lot. I can't forget my mother's love, expression again and again, care and love for me. I want to repay my parents more and everything my parents gave me.

A touching story.

I saw a touching story. An aunt's husband was seriously ill, and his family was poor, so he couldn't afford 50 thousand yuan to treat his husband at once. Borrowing money from acquaintances can't raise 50 thousand yuan, and her daughter has to go to school. She is in despair. In the face of this tragic family, the attending doctors and medical staff in the hospital are willing to pay the rest of her medical expenses ... This is a report I read in the newspaper. What touched my heartstrings was not the doctor's practice, but the gesture of aunt thanking me. Aunt is a foreigner who comes to Guangzhou to work. Her monthly salary is just enough for the family's living expenses, but her husband is suddenly found to be seriously ill. The high medical expenses suddenly made my aunt feel at a loss. Seeing that she had a headache for medical expenses, the kind-hearted medical staff extended a helping hand, lent her money to pay the medical expenses and tried their best to save her husband. After a period of hard work and the help of enthusiastic people, her husband's illness was quickly cured. Afterwards, she was very grateful to the medical staff for lending her 30,000 yuan in medical expenses. From time to time, she teaches her children to study hard and repay these doctors well. She is also determined to work hard. When she raises enough 30,000 yuan, she will personally repay the doctor who lent her the money. She gets up early and is greedy for the dark every day. In addition to her work in a clothing factory, she has to do some odd jobs. Although it is very hard, my aunt works harder as soon as she thinks about the doctor's help and her own goals. Aunt scrimped and saved, worked hard and finally raised enough 30 thousand yuan. One day, she came to the attending doctor with money and a banner and knelt down to thank the doctor. The aunt in the picture knelt on the ground excitedly and handed the banner with tears in her hands. This scene moved everyone to tears …

It is not uncommon to send a banner to the doctor, but the aunt's ambition to repay the kindness and repay the doctor forever is very touching. Not many people try their best to return the money to those who support her, and no one has such persistent determination. Some people even did something sorry to those who helped them after receiving assistance. This is really ungrateful! Some students in our class are selfish and often ask others to accommodate and obey him. But when others accommodate him, he still feels that others should do the same. He doesn't know what gratitude is. I am thinking: if the world is full of love, the world will become better; If there are more selfless people in the world, the world will become more peaceful!

A sweater that can't be finished

I cherish a touching story in my heart.

Dead leaves withered in the autumn wind. Ah, another year. Dear mother left her beloved daughter for another year. When I think back to my mother, I feel a kind of regret. I feel sorry for loving my mother.

That was when my mother was ill in hospital last year. At that time, my mother's illness had reached the advanced stage, but for the sake of beauty, I still asked her to knit me a sweater. My mother looked up from her hospital bed and said with difficulty, "Ning Er, I'm sorry, my mother can't knit for you now, and you know my mother's illness ..." Besides, my family has spent a lot of money to treat me, so I'm afraid I'll buy you more wool ... ""Okay, okay, I won't knit. I know you want to save money to buy something for yourself. " I rudely interrupted my mother. At this time, I saw in the mirror that my mother's mouth twitched a few times, her head sank and she was lying on the hospital bed again.

I was angry with my mother and deliberately didn't go to the hospital to visit her. Dad came back from the hospital and said that mom wanted to see me very much. I went to the hospital reluctantly. But I never imagined that this was the last time I saw my mother. I came to the hospital to see my mother. I can't believe it's my mother lying in the hospital bed. I saw her short hair that had lost its luster, surrounded by a haggard and sallow face, her eyes closed, and her chapped and bleeding lips kept mumbling, "Ning Er, Ning Er, my child." Seeing this, I couldn't help jumping into my mother's arms and shouting, "Mom, I was wrong, forgive me!" " "Mom slightly opened her eyes with a glimmer of light.

When the hospital died, I rushed to the hospital ... but it was too late ... I jumped on my mother. My uncle and aunt pushed me away, and I struggled, tears pouring down like brakes.

At this moment, a young nurse came over with an unfinished sweater in her hand. She asked me, "Are you she? This is * * * mother before she died ... "Speaking of which, she wiped her tears with her hand and then said," This is the wool she saved for me to buy. She knits day and night. When I make rounds at night, she always hides the sweater under the pillow, but I finally found it. She begged me not to confiscate this sweater, and said it was a birthday souvenir she left for you ... Whenever the pain was unbearable, she always looked at the unfinished sweater on the pillow and smiled at the pain ... "The nurse said here, but she couldn't go on. I grabbed my sweater and held it tightly in my arms. Looking at this unfinished sweater, I felt so regretful that I turned and rushed to my mother's body. ......

"Mom, please open your eyes and look at your daughter!" I cried desperately, but my mother lay there quietly. No matter how I cry, she can't hear me anymore. ......