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The composition of virtue story

In daily study, work and life, many people have written compositions, which people can use to achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Have no clue when writing a composition? The following is my collection of virtue story's compositions. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like them.

Virtue story composition 1 Life needs courage. With it, we can surpass everything and move towards success. Courage is a beacon in adversity and the only way to heaven. We should believe that when one door closes, another door will open for you, and the key to open this door is courage.

After months of lack of exercise, I have forgotten the running spirit that I am not afraid of being tired in grade three. When I heard that I was going to take the 800-meter exam, my heart was really like a deer bump, and there was nothing in my mind except the horrible words of the teacher. When I arrived in physical education class, I was very nervous and had the idea of running away. I don't know how happy I am to hear that the teacher can no longer move freely. I feel that I have escaped from a terrible abyss.

But as time goes by, I know that the day of the exam is finally coming.

The first group of girls are already running, and I hesitate to pace the playground. Finally, I took a deep breath, bravely stepped onto the runway and ran slowly. Even though I was tired, I gritted my teeth and persisted. After running, I feel nothing!

Everyone's life is the same, just the way to the future. Even if you don't have a strong body, as long as you have the courage to face life, we will succeed.

Virtue story Composition 2 I know that being a class committee is very hard, and it takes a lot of time and energy. This is especially true of the Labor Committee.

The Labor Committee should remind students to be on duty before the student duty day, and the student duty will check the results in the future. While the students are waiting for the cleaning, a labor committee member should stick to the class. Twice a day, maybe 50 times a month. He, in this position, never says anything mean. Always serious.

I can see him every night before the self-study class. He always takes a rag and continues to wipe it after his duty. Maybe he is afraid that the students on duty can't do well, and more likely he is worried about being detained. He always runs out immediately after the inspector checks and asks if he wants to deduct points. Once there is no deduction, his mouth will always rise slightly. If the points are deducted, he will stop talking. Tell us what to do next time.

The duty week of our class can't be separated from him.

He is Chen from Class 9, Grade 1. Is a good example for us.

Virtue story Composition 3 On the Spring Festival, my uncle, aunt, father and mother went to my grandmother's house for the Spring Festival. Walking into the yard, I called grandma as I ran. Grandma ran out of the house with a smile and asked me, "Are you cold? Are you hungry? " Aunt and mother got dressed and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and grandma followed. Mother said, "We are not at home at ordinary times. Let's come today! " "I dragged my grandmother back to the house. Grandma narrowed her eyes when I told her jokes and stories.

After dinner, everyone watched the Spring Festival Gala together, including jiaozi. After jiaozi's package, my mother and aunt scrambled for money. Grandma said, "Don't give it, there were no flowers last time!" " Mom said, "Here, take it! ""menstruation said with a smile, "You have children and a heavy burden. I have no burden. Let me give more! "Push it around, and finally grandma said," Then I'll keep it for you! " "

Filial piety to the elderly is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation and what our generation should do.

Virtue story Composition 4 I don't know when it rained. The rain kept pouring down, and the raindrops kept hitting the ground, as if there was a big sprinkler in the sky, drenching the earth.

I stood at the window and looked at the scenery outside. At this time, a figure loomed in the heavy rain. So I quickly put on my glasses and took a closer look. It turned out to be an old woman. She has no umbrella, no raincoat, and no wife's care. She just walked quietly.

At this moment, a young man came running from a distance. He disguised himself as a security guard and wore a yellow raincoat. He quickly helped grandma up, quickly took off his raincoat and put it on her. Here, I saw grandma take out a handkerchief from her pocket and wipe her eyes. I think she must have been moved.

The security guard helped grandma into the unit. After a while, he came out in that yellow raincoat again. I think he must have gone to find another old man without an umbrella or a raincoat and no one to support him.

After a while, the sun passed through the clouds and covered the rain with a layer of gold, like a fairy in the sky throwing a gold thread for weaving to the world.

Virtue story Composition 5 In March, the spring is bright and the flowers are in full bloom. I propose to visit the suburbs. After getting dad's permission, we walked out of the house happily with lunch.

Along the way, we talked and laughed and soon came to the suburbs. Wildflowers on the roadside are in full bloom. It is really "a hundred flowers blossom above ten thousand people"!

I skipped ahead with my kettle on my back. Mother said at the back, "Take your time, son." I pretended not to hear, and kept humming.

Walking, I saw a bunch of blooming flowers. There are red, yellow and purple ... it's beautiful. I pointed my finger and said, "Dad, look how beautiful this flower is!" "At this moment, my father frowned and walked to the front of the flower. I thought dad was going to pick flowers. Hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed his clothes and said, "Dad, you can't take them off, don't take them off ..." Dad didn't listen to my advice, so I jumped directly next to him. ...

Dad came to the flowers, carefully opened them, bent down and picked up a fast food lunch box from the inside and said, "Look, it bent the flowers and wouldn't let me pick them!" " "After hearing what my father said, I suddenly realized." Oh 2, so that's it. "Mom stroked my head with a smile.

Just then, dad took the snack box and walked to the trash can on the roadside.

Although I had a good time later, my father's actions made me unforgettable. At that time, my father's every move was imprinted in my heart. When I grow up, I will start with small things like my father. At that time, dad's behavior was not what everyone would do when they saw it. Isn't this move by my father a traditional virtue of China?

Virtue story Composition 6 We appreciate many virtues: courage, diligence, frankness and modesty. Shining with the brilliance of these virtues, our youth is excited more than once. But if you meditate, "What qualities do you admire most about your classmates?" We do write "helpful" neatly. Yes, when we were still in our mother's arms, we were familiar with the story of Sima Guang breaking open the water tank to help his companions. We envy the wit of that ancient teenager and admire his virtue of helping others.

There are many such students in Class 0/8, Grade 3/KLOC. Their enthusiasm for helping others is reflected in the little things in life. What impressed me more was Yating. We were in physical education class. I feel a little sick after jogging. After a while, my stomach began to ache uncontrollably. At this time, Yating saw that I was a little strange and came to ask. After learning about my situation, she quickly helped me to the infirmary, poured hot water on my hand, and told me all the way to remember to take medicine, not to eat indiscriminately, and to take care of myself ... one of her eyes, one of her eyes. I also appreciate her helpfulness.

Virtue story Composition 7 There lives a grandfather in his sixties opposite my house. He always has a kind smile on his face, neither tall nor short, strong and resilient. He is grandpa Ding. Residents in the community basically know him because he has many touching stories.

In our community, there is an 80-year-old grandmother Wang who suffers from cancer and lives alone. At ordinary times, Grandpa Ding will often come to the door to ask for help and help with some housework. Anything in Grandma Wang's house is broken, such as doors and windows, and Grandpa Ding will help her repair it.

Whenever the community cleans up the sanitation, Uncle Ding always picks up the garbage, cleans the corridor and sweeps the road like a young man, and does everything in a hurry. Once I also took part in sanitation cleaning, so I asked him, "Grandpa Ding, will you get heatstroke if you sweat so much on such a hot day?" He touched my head and smiled and said, "Grandpa, I'm in good health. When the community is clean, everyone lives comfortably. Sweating and drinking more water in summer will not cause heatstroke, hehe. "

In the community at night, a loud voice often rings: "Residents, pay attention to safety, fire prevention and theft prevention." Listen, that's Grandpa Ding patrolling nearby.

Guess what? Grandpa Ding was also rated as an advanced individual in Baoshan District! I was deeply moved by his deeds, and I decided to learn from him. Now I study hard all kinds of knowledge, and make contributions to building a beautiful home for everyone when I grow up.

Virtue story's composition 8 "Traditional virtue story in China" is a book that reflects the noble moral sentiments of some famous people in different periods in China's history. The characters in the story are witty, studious, brave and upright, which makes me feel that there should be truth, goodness and beauty in life.

What impressed me the most was "Meng Mu Breaking the Machine in China Traditional virtue story", which was about Mencius who didn't like reading when he was a child. Meng Mu cut off half of the cloth in order to motivate him. Mencius was puzzled and asked his mother. Mother said: "the cut cloth is useless, just like you give up halfway in your study, and when you grow up, you can't do anything."

Mencius said tearfully, "I was wrong." Later, Mencius left a glorious page in the history of China, left a precious intangible cultural heritage for the education of China, and became one of our respected ancient sages. His educational thought has a great influence on people so far. It can be seen how important it is for a mother to educate her children in a family.

I hope all mothers in the world will become wise parents, and all children in the world will become positive and prosperous. Good boy! Together, we can "make a little progress every day and be the best of ourselves!"

Virtue story's composition 9 "Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will cry the wick away every night". Teachers are like burning candles, illuminating students' hearts with the light of knowledge until the end of their lives.

The Chinese nation has a fine tradition of respecting teachers and valuing morality since ancient times. Confucius, the earliest private school lecturer in the history of our country, is said to have 3,000 disciples and made "seventy-two sages". The ancients closely linked teachers with knowledge and put respect for teachers in the first place. Zhang Liangqiao's sincere dedication to the master is out of such sincere feelings. As a great leader of New China, Mao Zedong never forgot the story of his mentor. More importantly, he left us a beautiful story and set an example. We should use our own practical actions to write the sequel to history, so as to be worthy of our hard-trained teachers and our great times. Mao Zedong is a great leader of China people, but he always respects his teachers. 1959, Mao Zedong returned to Shaoshan, his hometown after 32 years' absence, and invited the old people in Shaoshan to dinner. Mao Zedong personally gave the teacher to the chief, and made a toast to him, expressing his respect for the teacher. Mao Zedong listened to Mr. Xu Teli's class when he was young. When Xu Teli celebrated his 60th birthday, he specially wrote to congratulate Lao Xu. The letter said: "You were my husband 20 years ago, you are still my husband now, and you will be my husband in the future.

Virtue story's composition 10 He was shy in our eyes, but he made a blockbuster in the first monthly exam. It turned out that we just didn't see his sweat for all this.

His name is Jin Dong, and now he is my deskmate. When a group of us looked at our monthly exam results with various feelings, we were surprised to find that he got a good score of 36 that year. We squandered the whole National Day holiday and went back to campus.

We found Jin Dong and went up to tease him: "You did really well in the exam, Jin Dong." "Wow, Jin Dong, so you are a principal."

Everyone's words seem overwhelming, and most of them say hello with a smile: "Most of them are multiple-choice questions, good luck, good luck."

The storm of the monthly exam dragged on, and Jin Dong came to say a word or two to everyone from time to time. One day, someone made fun of Jin Dong in class. The Chinese teacher calmed us down and told us the fact that Jin Dong's grades were genuine, because I don't know how many people understood the grammar of the previous lessons. However, he didn't understand, so he carefully underlined all the sentences on a piece of paper and asked me to correct them. Once, there will be a second time until he understands. Many of you say that this won't work, this won't work, that won't work, and you will learn.

The whole class applauded, and Jin Dong bowed his head shyly in the applause. Yes, Jin Dong's good grades depend not on luck, but on real efforts and sweat that we have never seen before.

I think persistence+hard work+sweat+studious spirit will equal wisdom.

Virtue story Composition 1 1 Once, a 63-year-old man walked from new york City to Miami, Florida. After a long journey and overcoming many difficulties, she arrived in Miami.

There, a reporter interviewed her. The reporter wants to know, did the difficulties along the way scare her? How did she get up the courage to go hiking?

The old man replied, "You don't need courage to walk." That's what I did. I walked one step first, then one step, then one step, and here I am.

Each of us needs courage, whether in study or life. Courage is to surpass yourself, leap over the glory you have created, and create greater glory.

The weekend is a love lecture hall. When an old and energetic professor shared with us in the lecture hall, the last link was the students asking questions. At the moment, the huge hall was silent, and no one wanted to be the first person to eat crabs.

In this dignified atmosphere, suddenly a slender hand was held high, and then a warm voice sounded in my ear. I think this is courage. Although I don't know which classmate it is, and I have forgotten his appearance and the content of the question, his voice can't disappear for a long time.

We all need courage. Courage is a fortress on our way forward.

Virtue story's composition 12 "Chinese Virtue" is one of my favorite books. Because books can tell us many virtues that I don't have. So, I learned a lot from it, such as saving, respecting the old and loving the young, and so on. But what moved me deeply was such a story.

"Shushan Road is often a path, and learning the sea is endless." Gu Hua's national spirit of self-improvement is particularly prominent in his diligent study. Whether they are politicians who are good at governing the country, military strategists with low minds, thinkers with quick thinking, or scientists with superior wisdom, the reason why they have achieved different responses in their careers is inseparable from their lofty aspirations since childhood. As the saying goes, "Where there is a will, there is a way; where there is no will, there is a way." Determined to be a teenager.

Li Bai, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, did not like reading since he was a child. One day, when his teacher was not at home, Li Bai sneaked out to play. He came to the river at the foot of the mountain and saw an old woman grinding an iron pestle on a stone. Li Bai seemed puzzled and asked, "Old woman, what are you doing grinding the iron pestle?" The old woman said, "I am grinding the needle." Li Bai asked in surprise, "Oh, how can an iron pestle be ground into a needle when it is so thick?" The old woman walked over and said, "As long as the iron pestle component is getting thinner every day, are you still afraid that the needle will not move?" "Clever Li Bai, after hearing this, thought of himself and felt ashamed. He turned and ran back to the bookstore. From then on, he kept in mind the truth that "as long as kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is ground into a needle" and studied hard.

Composition of the Tale of Virtue 13 Today, I read the story of a virtuous boy, and I was deeply touched. Everyone is so noble, basically junior high school students. What impressed me the most was that female student, whose name was Zhu.

I know a student in her class has a broken leg and has to go upstairs to school every day. This classmate can't climb the stairs, so Zhu waits for him at the stairs early every day and helps him go upstairs together. There is a child in her neighbor's house, too. Because parents are too busy to take care of their children, their studies are very poor. When she knew about it, she decided to help him. Every day after school, I finish my homework quickly, and then I go to tutor my neighbor's children. In this way, day after day, a year has passed, and the children in the neighborhood have made rapid progress and are among the best in the class.

The parents of the child are very grateful to her. Zhu studied very hard and won the first prize in the 20xx youth reading competition. The reporter was going to interview her at school, but the principal said, "She really doesn't care about this at all. Don't bother her." I admire her very much. Of course, I admire her stories about every kind boy. Their stories are so touching that I want to learn from them. If everyone's moral character is so noble, how beautiful the world will be.

The composition of the story of virtue 14 is very anxious, and it has been more than three months since July 24. When I get along with my classmates, I gradually become less embarrassed and familiar with them.

The story I told today is about responsibility. There is a classmate in our class who usually has a low sense of existence, but every time there is trouble in the class, he rushes in front and tries to solve it. He will never care about his own efforts.

What impressed me most was the day when he was on duty. At noon that day, my classmates and I came to the class early to do our homework, and then I saw him, my deskmate. I'm surprised that he entered the class so early. I didn't know until he picked up the broom. It is he who sweeps the floor today. He was sweeping the floor carefully with a broom and bucket, so I turned my attention to my homework. After reading the history, I took a long sigh of relief and prepared to have a rest on my stomach. At this moment, I saw that he had just finished cleaning the blackboard and walked back to his seat. I asked inexplicably, "Why did you sweep the floor and clean the blackboard today? I remember you sweeping the floor. " He said, "Yes, we are divided into two parts. One group sweeps the morning and the other sweeps the noon. " I continued to ask, "Are you the only one sweeping noon?" He said, "Oh, no, there are still a few." "Then why did you sweep alone today?" "I have an appointment with them at half past one. I came early today, so I simply swept it all by myself. "

My long silence ended this conversation.

Virtue story's composition 15 There is a kind of love around us, called caring. Invisible and inaudible, but like an invisible hand, it pushes people to do the most sincere things in their hearts. Today, I also encountered that feeling, which most people cannot estimate. If you want to know, unless you care about people around you. Believe it! You'll also feel different.

Today, I went to the swimming pool as usual and felt very comfortable. In the museum, I am testing the water. When I was about to get into the water, a child ran over and jumped into the water, only to see his father go shopping. The child's swimming cap fell into the water, and the child swam to my leg with the skill of dog planing. Milk said angrily, "Sister, can you get into the water and help me pick up my swimming cap?" I thought at that time: should I ignore him and sit still? Or should I be merciful and help him check? I really can't choose between two dilemmas, but look at the eyes of that little boy who really wants me to help him. I'm sad, I'm miserable, I'm helpless. Finally, I decided to help him once. The moment I put on his swimming cap, he smiled so brightly and naively that I seemed to see someone, that is, myself, a different me and a lost me. I didn't think about anything at that time. I was happy, moved and proud. I just want to have a dream that only I know. If you want to have this dream, you must have love, and that magical dream will come to you. With these dreams, life is perfect.