What moved me by TV: the sixth grade composition.

Yesterday, my mother went out to buy food and asked me to do my homework quickly. My mother said it would take about two hours to come back, so I watched TV for a while, which was enough. So I finished all my homework, and then it was nearly 1 hour before my mother came back, so I turned on the TV in a hurry. After all, time is precious. He kept the passage where we saw the passage of life last time, so now it is the passage of life. Ah, it's playing Top Gun now. Haha, it's all so funny. Pupils' compositions are all super funny jokes. After a while, Top Gun will be finished. Hey, hey, why not play Top Gun again every day? Hey, that's it. Let's see what the next program is. Oh, help. Life gang is also a news broadcast, which should be ok. I saw a very touching picture when I watched the program preview, so I didn't broadcast it on other channels until the end of this channel. Seeing a video, I almost burst into tears. Oh, that's so touching. I really want to cry. This video shows a child born in a very, very poor family. I lean against a small river every day. Because there is no water at home, children carry water every day and wash their mothers' feet every night, so I think this scene is very touching.

I believe everyone has seen such news and it is worth learning from.

What moves me every day on TV, my mother will go to work day after day, and always carry a heavy model when selling clothes, but without a model, customers won't know what the new model is now. Only on Saturdays and Sundays will I help my mother share some work, and no one will help her at ordinary times, and sometimes my mother has to carry those heavy goods bit by bit when the manufacturer delivers the goods. Since my mother bought an aunt in the shop opposite the door,

This stranger, aunt, helps her mother carry the heavy model every day. As soon as her mother comes in with new goods, her aunt will lend her the van on her own initiative. As long as it is a business matter and needs aunt's help, aunt will definitely take the initiative to help her. My mother often helps this aunt. Seeing this scene, I feel a little sour in my nose from time to time. I want to thank this stranger from the bottom of my heart. I think the help between people is mutual. My aunt helped my mother, and my mother helped my aunt, so I shyly said to my aunt, "Thank you, aunt. I will never forget your help these months. " My aunt said, "Never mind, son. Helping others is what we should do. "

But within a few days, the aunt changed a shop. I am very sad, because I said goodbye to menstruation before I could repay her. My mother is very sad. I finally know that this aunt's surname is "Si". If there are people like Aunt Si in the society, our society will be full of sunshine and warmth everywhere.

The third thing that touched me on TV touched me everywhere. He fluttered around him every day. But how many people are really touched, really touched others? I'm afraid it's rare, but not long ago, I read a story from Yilin's book: "Mother's Candy" wrote such a fine line on this topic: maternal love is like a candy, sweet in the heart.

This story is about a boy named Al. His father died when he was very young. When he was seventeen, his mother died of cancer. He left the small mountain village and came to the city. Because he didn't eat for several days and nights, he grabbed a loaf of bread from the bakery and was beaten by a group of people. Just when he was desperate, he shouted, "Mom!" "

At this moment, a blind old woman passed by. She came to save Al, but mistook him for her long-lost son. Just as Al hesitated, the owner of the bakery came over and whispered to Al, "Actually, I knew you weren't Aunt Cassim's son, but Aunt Cassim was poor. His missing son has not been heard from for twenty years. Now, Aunt Cassim. " Well, "Al agreed.

In the next few days, Aunt Cathy taught Al how to make candy in the shape of animals and a dog made of green bristlegrass. Aunt Cathy finally fell ill and confessed to Al at the last moment of her life. In fact, she knew that Al was not her own son. When Aunt Kathy died, she left all her property to Al. After placing Aunt Cassim, Al made this candy bigger and bigger, and registered a trademark, named it "Mom Candy". Aunt Cassim's own son also found Al through this candy. Al saw him and said excitedly, "Come on, mom is waiting for you on the hillside."

I was deeply moved by this story. Yes, the power of maternal love is infinite, and there is as much as there is. However, there are countless mothers like Aunt Keqin all over the world. They wait for their children with great expectations every day, and even live a few more days because they can see their children for the last time. These touching stories are staged almost every day, and these families are fragmented by traffickers, which makes those families miserable.