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Composition on people caring for each other

The mention of care reminds me of a story; an old woman went to the store, and a young lady walking in front of her pushed open the heavy door and waited until she entered before letting go. When the old lady thanked her, the lady said to the old lady: "My mother is about the same age as you. I just hope that when she encounters this kind of thing, someone will open the door for her."

一 An aunt fell ill and went to the hospital for infusion. The young nurse gave her two needles, but they did not penetrate into the blood vessels. She saw green bumps appearing at the needle holes. She was about to complain when she was in pain, but she looked up and saw the beads of sweat covering the little nurse's forehead. At that moment, she suddenly thought of her daughter, so the aunt comforted the little nurse and said, "It doesn't matter, do it again!" "The third shot was indeed successful. The little nurse finally sighed and said repeatedly: "Auntie, I'm sorry. I really thank you for letting me get three injections. I'm here for an internship. This is my first time giving injections to a patient. I'm so nervous. If it weren't for With your encouragement, I really don’t dare to prick you.” The aunt told the little nurse that she also has a daughter about the same age as her who is studying at a medical university. She will also have her first patient, and she hopes that her daughter will be the first. The first injection of acupuncture can also gain the patient's tolerance and encouragement.

If we have more empathy in life, we will have respect for the elderly and love for the children, which will make people more tolerant and understanding, and less careless. and suspicion.

Yes! We all love our loved ones and we hope that our loved ones will be cared for in difficult times. We are not the only ones who love our loved ones, the feelings between people are also deep. They also love their parents and family. But if people just want themselves and their families to be cared for when they are in trouble, but they don’t care for others, if people think this way, how can they care for others? We can't just expect others to care and not care for others when they are in trouble. Only if I am for everyone, can everyone be for me. We should learn to care. When others encounter confusion, we hope that our care will flow into their hearts like water. We all had wonderful childhoods, and we will also have gray-haired old age. Do you want to be like when you were a child, even if you fell down, you would sit there crying and no one would care about you? Don’t you wish you had someone to help you cross the street when you were gray-haired and could barely walk? Civilization is maintained by everyone, not by individuals. Isn't there a song? As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world. Dear friends, don’t be stingy with your love. Give your love and let us go hand in hand towards a better tomorrow. I believe that in the world of love, there are you, me, and her (him).

1. Care between people

There are many kinds of care between people. For example: "Mother's love and father's love are the care given by parents; there is care between relatives and friends; there is also a special kind of care between people, which is the care given by strangers. That kind of love makes people feel warm , making people feel cordial.

In my memory, that incident was deeply engraved in my mind like a printer, making it unforgettable for a long time: Once, I sat down. When I got on the bus, I "snatched" a seat next to the driver. It was very convenient to get on and off the bus. After the bus drove out of the station, an old woman with different sunken eyes came up. The shiny and wrinkled face makes people look very amiable; the high bridge of the nose makes people look very serious.

"Is there anyone who can give up your seat to this old lady?" Is there anyone who would give up your seat to this old lady? "My ears were almost deafened. But there was still silence in the car. It seemed that everyone was a wooden person. The old woman's lustrous eyes suddenly dimmed. At that time, I was hesitating: "Should I give it to you? Is this old man giving up his seat? "I stood up suddenly; "Grandma, please sit down! "My voice was so loud that everyone looked at me and couldn't help but blush.

The old lady showed a smile as pure as jasmine and as beautiful as a sunflower. The driver also used The old lady looked at me with approval and said to me in not very standard Mandarin: "Come on, kid, come and sit down with me. "He would touch my head from time to time and talk to himself.

This old man's behavior made me ashamed, and I was ashamed of how ashamed I was just now.

After I got off the bus, my heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. Not scared, but excited, it feels so good to help a stranger!

I want to put my heart into my heart and make the world a better place!

2. Caring for each other

Father's love is deep and implicit. It envelopes me silently and gives me an extremely warm caress. This is something I can no longer let go of.

On the occasion of Father's Day, I would like to dedicate this document to my father who loves me deeply and whom I love even more deeply.

——Inscription

Father's love is deep and implicit. It envelopes me silently, giving me an extremely warm caress. This is something I can no longer let go of. But from that moment on, I realized that a father needs endless love from his children.

It was the night before my father’s 40th birthday. I quietly leaned into his ear and asked him what birthday gift he wanted. My father patted my head and said with a smile: "Son, I don't lack anything. You are my best gift." I didn't say anything. At that time, I only thought that my father's care was deserved, and I He had a "clear conscience" for doing nothing, so he readily agreed.

That night, I suddenly woke up and found that the light in my father’s room was still on. Under the dim light, Dad was already asleep, with an unfinished notebook leaning beside him. That was the growth diary he wrote for me. I couldn't hold back my curiosity, so I secretly read: "My child has grown up, and she actually said she would give me a birthday gift today. Her filial piety towards me is really sweeter than honey. I am really the happiest father in the world..." ”

I blushed a little, and suddenly realized that I had given so little to my father. My father was willing to go on a trip with me for a few days, putting aside his heavy official duties and staying up late to catch up on work. But I always resented having to go downstairs with my dad for five minutes of exercise; he put down his favorite books and periodicals to help me study, but I always complained that chatting with him delayed my time watching animations; he bought some for me I spent a lot of money on the necessary supplies, but I was reluctant to buy him a birthday gift...

Looking at my father's tired figure, tears finally burst into my eyes. A song sings: "The structure of the herringbone is mutual support." My father will always hold up a blue sky for me, but I am still ignorant. As a child, do I really have a clear conscience?

The next day, I prepared a gift for my father early. Since then, I have been seen walking with my father in the sunset, and I have been listening to my father pouring out my heart in the night. I believe that I will make him the happiest father because I am already the happiest daughter.

If dad is a stick, I am a stick. Based on my mother, we wrote a capital word "人" together, witnessing our eternal happy life!