A composition with the theme of warmth

In daily study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my composition on the topic of warmth for reference only. Let's have a look.

Write 1 On the topic of warmth in life, there are many things worth our careful understanding. Among these moments, the most memorable one is the warm moment, which reflects the warmth of the world. And tell us some truth in life so that they can never forget it.

On a Sunday, it rained all morning and finally cleared up in the afternoon. I put on my new clothes and walked down the street. The road surface that has been repaired for a long time is bumpy and has accumulated a lot of water. I walked humming, and the small trees in the street were washed clean by the rain, which made people feel brand-new. The blue sky and fresh air after the rain make people feel happy.

There was a lot of traffic on the road, and a black motorcycle passed me quickly. 1 of "wow", the spilled sewage came at me mercilessly. Before I could respond to this sudden "attack", I found that I had this little mud on my body, and my good mood was swept away. I can't help secretly complaining in my heart.

Just as I turned to go home, a car appeared in front of my eyes. I immediately reacted and quickly hid from the side, fearing that my new clothes would be "worse". At the moment I fled, the host seemed to see through my mind, slowed down and walked slowly by me. Through the window, I vaguely saw that the host seemed to show a gentle smile.

Because he made me realize what a warm moment is for the first time.

There are two kinds of warmth-physical warmth and inner warmth. I prefer the inner warmth, because it is a kind of happiness.

Being able to spend the holidays with my parents will make me feel warm inside. Can get the care, help and understanding of others, and feel warm inside; Get good grades in the exam, get encouragement and praise from teachers, elders and classmates, and feel warm inside; ..... the warmth of the heart is everywhere.

When playing with friends, will you feel warm from the heart, so that your whole body will be hot? Do you feel warm in your heart when the family celebrate the New Year together and set off firecrackers outdoors? Even in winter, there is no chill. ..... inner warmth will keep you warm.

So, when you feel warm inside, what do you think of our world?

I will feel that all people are immersed in happiness, there is only one atmosphere in the world-happy atmosphere, and everyone will give me a good feeling, so that the world in my eyes will be better! Therefore, the inner warmth will make you see the world from a beautiful angle and make you full of confidence in the world. ……

I like the warmth inside, just because it will make me more optimistic and confident, to myself and others! So, I remind you to feel warm with your heart!

Writing with the theme of warmth III. My heart is warm.

Family, since I was sensible, she has been with me for countless days. Years and stars are fading away, but she is still waiting for me with endless warmth. ...

The source of strength comes from the family, and confidence and courage are found in the family. How many times at dusk and sunset, I stare at the sky and feel the familiar warmth and concern. I am intoxicated and immersed in the rosy water ... The expectation of flying is always the wings of my family, supporting me to rush into the blue sky and swim in the sky. Happiness goes without saying. With ignorance and longing, I always want to travel with reason. Jumping over rivers, mountains, and climbing to the top of victory with courage are all family ties and give me confidence. Countless failures can always be dealt with bravely, countless difficulties can always be overcome, and spiritual comfort can't be given except for family members. In life, it becomes warm because of family ties.

Mom and dad, my closest relatives, grew up in a glance, and they created me with their own hard work. Listening to their stories, I grew up slowly and learned to distinguish right from wrong and take evil as my hatred; Learned to be generous, confident and brave. Every bit of life is deeply integrated into the love for this world, and every success includes this silent support ... Family, the source of everything, is the embodiment of expectation and courage, but it nourishes everyone's heart with warmth and care.

When I hesitate, when I am helpless, my family always makes me refreshed. Affection is not in words, but in silent understanding and understanding. The pure land in my heart is always full of affection.

The bell of history awakens the sleeping soul, and family can change everything. I have felt her magical power countless times, hoping to fly with the song, and the balloon of affection flies to the blue sky with many people's dreams.

I am very happy because of the care of my family. My ship of life has sailed to the sea. I am not afraid of storms, because the sails of my family will not be destroyed. I firmly believe that I will successfully reach the other shore to meet the rainbow and the new sun after the storm!

Feel the affection, I get the inner warmth, I want to fly with my dreams, because the affection is with me. ...

Keeping warm is a cotton-padded jacket in winter; Warm, is a cup of hot milk tea; Warmth is a kind greeting; Warmth is a clear lake; Warmth is a match that never goes out. There is warmth everywhere in the world.

Last summer vacation, my family came to Baishuiyang, Pingnan to play together. Baishuiyang is a national 5a scenic spot with beautiful scenery. We took off our shoes and played in the cool stream. Suddenly, there was thunder in the sky, and then the rain fell on me, and it was getting bigger and bigger. My father and I scrambled ashore to escape, but we had no money and no umbrella. My father and I planned to go back in the rain.

The road is very long, and there is no shelter along the way. Raindrops fell on my glasses and closed my eyes for a long time. At this moment, an aunt came running in front of us. She chased us and asked, "Do you want a raincoat? Ten dollars each. " We shook our heads and walked on. Many aunts sold raincoats to us on the road, and we didn't ask for them.

At this moment, I saw a wrinkled old lady sitting under the big tree by the roadside. Her short hair was covered with frost, her big eyes were deeply sunken, her teeth in her mouth were almost gone, and she was holding a stack of raincoats in her rough hands. I'm getting a little impatient with those raincoat salesmen. She stood up trembling and asked, "Do you want a raincoat?" "Sorry, we have no money." I answered her very politely. "All right, all right." Dad said impatiently, "We don't want raincoats." Say that finish, then pull me forward. "Wait a minute." Her voice came from behind. "It's raining so hard. What should I do if I catch a cold in the rain? " With that, she tore open the cover of her raincoat. "Come on, put it on." I said shyly, "But I really have no money." She smiled and said, "Nothing, it's free." Her gentle words, like a warm current, flow into my ears and my heart. This raincoat brings me not only physical warmth, but also spiritual warmth. I looked at her back, drifting away and blurred. ...

I think that day, that person, that sentence and that raincoat, I will never forget.

In our life, you must have met people and things that make people feel warm, and I have also met such touching things.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, my father and I went to Anhui for the Spring Festival.

The car sped on the highway and the scenery outside the window flashed by. It was cold, the car was quiet and no one spoke. The driver is an old driver, wearing a cap and slightly hunched. He looks about forty-six-seven, and he drives steadily, giving people a sense of security. Later, in a service area, everyone got off for dinner. After about 30 minutes, everyone got on the bus after dinner. But when the driver counted the number of people, he found a travel bag on a seat and no one had come yet.

As time went by, everyone was anxiously waiting for him. Finally, someone can't stand it. An old man patted his travel bag and said, "Oh, what's wrong with this man?" So don't be punctual. ""leave him alone, we have to hurry! Master, drive quickly! " A dark-skinned man said with a Shandong accent. I also thought, "well, this man is really wasting everyone's time." "But the driver turned to everyone and said," Wait a little longer, we are responsible for the passengers. His bag is still in the car! "Don't worry, everyone."

After a long time, the man finally came running. With a full face of apologies, he took out a pack of cigarettes and distributed them to everyone. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have delayed everyone's time!" " Everyone said, "To thank you, you have to thank this good driver first." And the driver just smiled. Everyone is happy in the car, talking and laughing, just like Chinese New Year.

The cold wind whistling outside the window, at this time, the car is as warm as spring. In this small carriage, the passengers all looked at the driver: the camel's back and the strands of silver on its head were very dazzling.

At this time, the car seems to be warmer.

It was gray outside the window, and a cold wind squeezed in between the windows, so I couldn't help shivering. Outside the window, it is raining heavily.

It's raining cats and dogs. My mother is ill, so I shouldn't come today. I thought to myself, looked at the seemingly endless raindrops, sighed and stood in the teaching building after school. The rain was still so heavy, and a weak and familiar figure waved to me and took me into my arms. That hand is cold, but I feel warm. "Mom, aren't you sick? Why are you still here? " "It's raining so hard outside that I won't pick you up. How can you go home? "

Under the warmth of maternal love, a small warm current flowed in my heart.

One question after another, one question after another, one red cross after another in front of me, the teacher's explanation, like a gobbledygook, is incomprehensible. Well, it's just that I was born stupid. These questions seem to reverberate before my eyes, full of irony. After class, you and others are correcting, but I can't write a word. With a red face and a test paper, I walked up to the teacher and asked a question I didn't understand in a low voice. Over and over again, one question after another, the teacher took pains to talk. "Do you understand?" "I still don't know ┅ ┅" "Never mind, look at this ┅ ┅"

Under the kind tolerance of the teacher, a little warm current flowed in my heart.

I have unbearable bouts of pain in my stomach. I supported my stomach with my hands and couldn't lift my head. The school bell rang for a long time, but I still couldn't stand up. After the deskmate asked with concern, I left. After a while, he came back and helped me downstairs. His mother is waiting for him downstairs. "You wait for me at the school gate and I'll send him back." The deskmate said to her mother. His mother smiled, nodded and left. Only then did I find that my deskmate's schoolbag had been given to his mother. Although the road is not far, I walked for a long time. My deskmate is sweating and asking me if it hurts. Finally, he got home, but he didn't rest, leaving "thank you for so long" and "we are all classmates"

Under the care of friendship, I felt a little warm in my heart.

Because there are so many people who care about and help me, my heart is always warm, and I try to warm others' hearts. Warm in my heart, life is the way, and everything is beautiful.

Seven days' warm composition is gloomy and gloomy in front of my eyes. What's wrong with me? Touched my head and got a fever. What shall we do? Adults are not at home, and there is nothing we can do. They dialed her phone in a daze: "Hello, Zhang Xue?" I have a fever. Can I come to my house? "

"What's the matter? Why do you have a fever? " Zhang Xue came to my house and asked questions anxiously. I don't know how to answer at the moment. "What should I do? Take you to the doctor? No money. Do you have any medicine at home? Have some analgin tablets. No, what about paracetamol? Neither can i. Ah ... "Zhang Xue said to himself. "Cher, there is a box of antipyretics in the front drawer of the living room TV. My mother always lets me eat that when I have a fever. " "Well, ok, you wait, I'll get it."

Zhang Xue brought antipyretics. After I took it, I felt much better, so I sat up in bed and said, "Xue, thank you. My parents are not at home, thanks to you taking care of me." "What can we say to thank you? You wait, I'll get you a towel to wipe. Hehe! " She is still so gentle, she hasn't changed at all, and she can take care of people. I remember that I used to scold her and hit her … I really shouldn't. "Look at you, such a big man, you can't take care of yourself, and it's hard to get sick." "Haha, I can do it."

"You look at you. You are ill and have to bother others with Zhang Xue. People are as old as you and can take care of you. Look at you. What would you do? Nothing, come back to learn Zhang Xue and see others ... ""Oh, ok, mom, I get it. " Mom was interrupted by me.

Zhang Xue, thank you for taking care of me when I was sick. This feeling is really good and warm.

It's raining in Mao Mao outside the window, just like countless pieces of silver silk spit out by a silkworm mother. I can't help but put down my pen and look at the rain outside the window with ecstasy. It was the rain in Mao Mao that reminded me of that warm-hearted thing. ...

I was ten years old and a fourth-grade student. It was raining cats and dogs that day. I was so upset that I didn't bring my umbrella to school and didn't want to go to class. In a blink of an eye, after school, the students smiled and opened their umbrellas and stepped into the rain curtain. Only I was shivering, hiding in the corridor and staring at fewer and fewer people. ...

More and more heavy rain, like a sharp arrow obliquely inserted into the ground, "boomed! ! "A flash of lightning cut through the dark clouds. "ah! Dead mirror, didn't you bring an umbrella? " When I was desperate-I suddenly heard a familiar voice. I turned my head and saw that it was my old enemy-the kiln worker! I'm surprised. Did she come to see my joke? "I'll tuck you in and go home!" The kiln worker opened the transparent umbrella in her hand and said with a smile. "Well …" I frowned, fearing that she would have any tricks. "alas! Don't worry, I won't play any tricks! There are more friends, more roads, and more enemy walls! " Seeing me like this, she said helplessly, pulling me into the umbrella with one hand and walking into the rain. She is shorter than me. To cover me, she tilted her umbrella by half. When I arrived at my house, my clothes were not wet at all. On the contrary, my kiln was wet by the rain. A warm current suddenly rose in my heart-a warm current. But I didn't even say "thank you", and the figure of the kiln worker disappeared in the rain. ...

I think of it every time I watch the rain. It was the heavy rain that made me feel warm everywhere ...

Writing 9 on the theme of warmth has just entered the third grade, and I am overwhelmed by suffocating study, not to mention burning the midnight oil until eleven or twelve o'clock every day, not to mention getting up in the early morning with a black night curtain. Those embarrassing and small papers alone are enough to make people upset. Rolling up the red fork, the lowest score one by one, makes my nerves almost collapse, and I have no confidence to study anymore. I have a headache as soon as I pick up the book. That night, I sat at my desk again, staring at the book, afraid to pick it up. At this moment, my father came over, pulled me onto the balcony and said to me, "Aren't you not confident?" Then why are you still alive? Living is also a failure! Why don't you jump from here? Jump! "I was stunned by this sudden question, and then I burst into tears. My father stared at me with disappointed and angry eyes and said, "People should be ambitious. I'm afraid after a little setback. How to face the greater difficulties afterwards? Life tests you all the time. Are you so fragile and timid? It's useless! " Father said a lot angrily, and finally said, "Be careful!" Say that finish and left. I thought a lot in the moonlight, so I went back to the table. ...

At nine o'clock, the door opened as usual and a steaming glass of milk was placed on the table. For three years, every day at this time, rain or shine, there will be a steaming cup of milk on my desk. Fresh milk dissolves a mother's love for her daughter, a loving mother's eternal heart. The night is already deep, and the light in mom's room is still on. I gently pushed open the door and my mother was knitting a sweater for me under the lamp. In the dead of night, a mother was tired and kept knitting sweaters for her daughter. How can this situation not attract me?

Home, like a colorful stream, has endless love and warm feelings. My parents love and care for me in their own way, which makes me go through one difficulty after another on the road of life and feel the beautiful feelings in the world.

Thank you, my home, for bringing me endless love.

Warm composition 10 What's at home? There are relatives at home. There is warmth. Have a good impression. Let us have our own blue sky, it is family. At home, who is our closest relative? It's mom and dad.

Yes, that's them. They raised us through hardships, but what did we do for them? There's nothing.

Family is the cradle of our growth, our harbor and our first school; Parents are our closest relatives and our first teachers. Parents regard us as the apple of their eye, care for us in every way, and let us enjoy the affection and warmth of our family.

Parents' love is selfless and eternal, and it is meticulous and unrequited love.

Home is our emotional habitat, the shield and guarantee of our material life, and the base camp for our entertainment, nature school and future development. We enjoy affection and warmth at home, and we love our home.

When we were children, parents propped up a blue sky belonging to children with kind love. When we are misunderstood by others, we cry and tell our parents about our sufferings. Under the teacher's reproach, it was our parents who lightened or took responsibility for us. However, who will listen to parents' words and advice, we regard it as nagging, and our parents' concern, we regard it as nagging. But, have you thought about how your parents feel?

Warm Topic Composition 1 1 From the moment Liu Xin appeared, he fell in love with fluorescent green and the incomparable warmth she brought me.

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She said that she was not a meteor, but Liu Xin. I said that you are not a passing meteor, but a bright and dazzling meteor, a meteor carrying countless fragments of hopes and dreams, a meteor that can bring us infinite happiness and warmth.

Liu Xin is sometimes domineering and sometimes handsome on the stage, which makes people awe. Sometimes cute, sometimes fresh, but very approachable. Sometimes it's a little humorous and sexy, which makes people unpredictable. This is a changeable child whose sensibility and rationality are intertwined. A person can't help being moved and can't take his eyes off you. Even without the chip, you are still strong enough to go through a seven-year musical journey. You say that the chip is your power and scenery, so let the chip give you a green ocean! Give you a warmth!

Girlfriend, just like the EP called "I am your girlfriend", just like the song called "I am your girlfriend", just like the song called "My Child", when you hear "New Road Bright, Real Core Company", ten teeth will be exposed to make the heart of the chip so warm, but the signer will not stop. The doctor said that you should either operate immediately or stick to the stage and let the chip worry about you so much.

Children, remember that when you face the sugar brought by your children, but it melts because of the high temperature, you have to eat it and laugh as sweet as sugar. I remember that when you heard that your child wanted a song belonging to Xinxin, you immediately wrote a song "Xinxin Dialect, needless to say, tacitly"; Remember when the chip was bullied, you said. You always keep us so warm.

Flowers bloom and fall, and snowflakes fall and disappear. I will hold your hand and watch the changing climate. I put you in my heart, friendship lasts longer than love, and I am happy and sad with you ... thank you for making us feel warm and letting the chip take time to go back to the seven years you missed.

When I grow up, my umbrella will hold up for you.

Writing on the topic of warmth 12 Kindness is a subtle touch, and kindness is the real quality. Warmth is when a friend brings you a stove in winter and someone helps you in summer. The combination of kindness and warmth is unspeakable beauty.

One summer night, my mother and I were walking and chatting in the park. There is a boy with a fishing net in front. He is still squatting on the ground, and his mother and sister are sitting in chairs. I don't know what will happen. I just imagine ordinary social things in my mind.

There is an uncle and aunt in front of us. When they came to the boy, uncle suddenly squatted down. I misunderstood in my mind that my uncle is the boy's father, but what is in front of me is simply wrong! I was really moved by this scene.

It turned out that the boy caught an animal with a fishing net. Neither he nor his mother dare to pick up the bucket, but they must hurry home. Seeing this, my uncle helped the boy. My mother couldn't help slowing down, and my uncle soon caught the animals. Neither my mother nor I saw any small animals. Coincidentally, the boy's mother is a friend of his parents.

At this time, the aunt sitting in the chair said to the boy, "Say thank you quickly", and the boy said politely. Uncle smiled and left with a strange aunt.

There were many pedestrians in the park, but my uncle helped the boy. It's just a small thing, but it still warms others. The distant back of my uncle and aunt is deeply imprinted in my heart, very touching and warm.

Composition 13 On the topic of warmth, the flickering candlelight makes the face slightly red.

I choked slightly in the crowd. Then, I blew out the candle in one breath.

"Ha ha, you have been cheated, you must think that we forgot your birthday. How is that possible? We are girlfriends. " "Yes, yes, today is your birthday, don't cry." "Tomorrow will be a holiday, don't be melodramatic." ..... It took me a while to find my voice. "How could you do that?" But at this time, my heart is full of warmth.

I'm at school every birthday, so I can't spend my birthday with my parents, but that's not the saddest thing. Sadly, my birthday coincides with the final exam. Imagine, who will remember my birthday in the competitive final exam? I am not the kind of girl who is too lively and cheerful, and my grades are not outstanding. I just belong to the kind of girl who can't find me in the crowd. Therefore, I am ordinary and easily overlooked. It is precisely because of this that it is even more exciting when happiness comes.

My desk is full of beautiful greeting cards, because the class teacher advocates thrift, so these greeting cards are made by the students themselves. I sat in my seat and leafed through every card. Every card is a blessing. Tears welled up in my eyes when I saw the fourth film.

No one has ever ignored me. The content in the greeting card is that I am too shy to associate with people. Some people even said that she would like to make friends with a quiet person like me, just for fear that I would disagree. ...

It turns out that I have always laughed at myself, but in this severe winter and this cold night, I feel extraordinary warmth.

The composition 14 on the warm topic is actually around us. If you keep feeling it, you will find something!

One night, my mother and I went shopping in the supermarket.

There are several disabled singers in front of the supermarket. They sang so beautifully on a moonlit night. Some disabled people work hard to get some money to make a living. Behind the disabled, there must be a firm and unyielding spirit and a silent encouragement.

My mother pointed to the disabled and said to me, "Life in this world and growth in this world all come from parents. Disabled people don't want their bodies to be incomplete, but what can they do? Life is given to you by your parents, and disabled people feel inferior because of some disabilities. But, you see, isn't their life very good, too? Although they are inconvenient in life, Yang Guang on TV is blind, and he has not given up his musical dream. Finally, with our own efforts, let others pay attention to him and let us normal people understand that disabled people can do anything as long as you are willing to work hard! It is our parents who give us life and nurture us to grow up. We should repay our parents' kindness all our lives. Don't some parents abandon their children because they are disabled? And didn't they all survive? Many people think that disabled people are useless, so they reject, ignore and laugh at them. But has it ever occurred to people that their mentality of rejecting the disabled has hurt them? Now, we should abandon discrimination against the disabled and let them feel the warmth of the world. The big sister of avalokitesvara. However, their physical and mental disabilities turn them into advantages and overcome their disabilities. In the absence of sound, the performance can be successfully completed. Their complete performance. They are all people who have lost their light and live in a silent world. " Mother said, touching my head kindly and smiling at me.

I know what mother means. I took out ten dollars from my mother's bag, walked up to the disabled singer and gently put the money in the love box. In the face of disabled people, we should also give them generously, which is a kind of respect for them. The lead singer is a young man who has lost his legs. He looked at me with grateful eyes. Finally, he raised the receiver and said "thank you" to me at the top of his voice.

A warm current came to my mind, which made me understand that it was warm and helpful. His gratitude has always impressed me. ...

I've always wanted to say "thank you for your help" to Zhu Xinyi.

I remember that a sketch drawing competition was held not long ago, and Zhu Xinyi and I also took part in it. We all prepared erasers and pencils. But now, during the competition, I found that I couldn't find my eraser. I remembered that I put it on the table yesterday. I am in a hurry. The most important thing in this sketch is the eraser. Zhu Xinyi saw it, and I almost cried. She came up to me and asked me, "Liu Yanan, what's wrong with you? The game is coming! " I said sadly, "My eraser is gone!" "Zhu Xinyi picked up her eraser without hesitation and handed it to me with a bang. I was dumbfounded at that time, and I haven't recovered for a long time. Zhu Xinyi touched me: "What are you looking at? "here." After that, I put half an eraser in my hand. I took a ruler and it took me a long time to squeeze out two words: "thank you!" " "Zhu Xinyi smiled and patted me on the shoulder and said," Don't think so much, have a good exam! " "I also patted her on the shoulder and said," Come on! " Zhu Xinyi and I both won the second place in the exam, and we were happy from ear to ear.

One person gives another a little help, one person will not feel anything, but another person will feel incomparable warmth, which is my personal feeling.