Warm composition

In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone must have come into contact with composition. Composition is a narrative method in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience, and thoughts stored in their memory in written form. Do you know how to write a good essay? Below is a warm composition that I have carefully compiled. You are welcome to share it. Warmth Composition 1

Warmth is a piece of sun in winter, a ray of breeze in spring, warmth is a cotton-padded jacket when it is cold, a piece of bread when you are hungry, warmth is a sad sentence, and it is a word in trouble. Warmth is like a stick of ice cream in the hot summer, a piece of candy in the heart when you are in pain, warmth is like a pile of coal in the biting cold wind, it is a tool to talk to when you are sad, and warmth is a rescuer when you are in danger. A car is a good companion when you are happy... In fact, warmth is often a small thing in life that is not noticeable.

At 14:28 on May 12, 2008, it was a moment that attracted the attention of the world. Our motherland, Wenchuan, Sichuan, China suffered an unprecedented 8.0-magnitude earthquake in China. When the earth was shaking, when our homeland Fallen, how long have we been waiting for the next sunrise? Love is here to save us day and night. Let heaven and earth cheer for us. Look at the Chinese people who hold their heads high when faced with danger. Never let go if there is a glimmer of hope. We have 5,000 years. The souls are twisted into a rope in the face of danger. The grief is so much that your and my shoulders are connected to the Great Wall. Love is born in a miracle. We are all each other's family. We are united in times of storm. This is the Chinese!

When a 5-year-old boy who was pressed by a stone slab in the classroom was rescued by the ambulance crew, when he sang the national anthem loudly, when he saluted the national salute to the ambulance crew , everyone’s heart is warm!

Warmth is trust, warmth is sharing, warmth is responsibility, warmth is commitment, warmth is love. As long as we use warmth to help and care for others, it will be more important than doing a big thing! Warm composition 2

My memory is like the night sky with bright stars, quiet and distant, beautiful but not ostentatious.

I remember that on a rainy day with heavy clouds, the teacher asked us to stay in the classroom to do our homework. "Ding-a-ling--a ding-a-ling" a short and rapid ringing broke the silence of the campus. We all stood in line and prepared to do recess exercises. At this time, a notice was broadcast on the radio: "Students, due to the slippery playground on rainy days, recess exercises are canceled today." "Yeah! Great!" Several classmates shouted. The quiet school was instantly overwhelmed by cheers.

At this time, the teacher came and said: "What are you shouting for? Go back to the classroom and do your homework!" All the students returned to the classroom disappointed and reluctantly started doing their homework. Finally, I was almost finished writing, but at the critical moment, my pen "lost its chain" - there was no ink, what should I do? It was like there were fifteen buckets hanging in my heart - up and down, time passed by minute by second, I scratched my head anxiously, like an ant on a hot pot, at a loss. At this time, a pair of delicate hands took the Holding a pen in front of me, she said in a sweet voice: "Is your pen out of water? Use mine!"

I turned my head sharply, and it turned out to be the helper from our class. Star - Xu Lidan, I said with gratitude: "Thank you, I will return it to you soon!", she smiled sweetly and said: "It doesn't matter, just take it and use it!"

This pen makes me feel that warm current flowing straight into my heart. What's wrong, it seems that with this pen, writing homework becomes much easier. With this pen, I finished all my homework quickly.

From her, I learned that we should help others for free and let this spirit be passed on forever! Warm Composition 3

In autumn and winter, the weather in Shijiazhuang is extremely cold. November begins with white snow falling. The biting cold wind was like a devil howling.

The college entrance examination is approaching, and everyone on campus is in a hurry. Wrap your sleeves tightly and look straight ahead. Pay no attention to anyone or care about anyone. Occasionally, two people walking together would laugh while walking. When they got to the middle of the crowd, they would lower their voices to the point of closing their mouths tightly, for fear of disturbing the silence and for fear of being blamed by the Wind God.

I am also troubled by the tedious work all day long.

Ignore the cold wind, let alone others. A girl in red clothes in front walked hurriedly holding a thick stack of books. A sudden brush broke the silence, and the paper in the girl's hand flew into the air and shuttled across the ground. The girl panicked. She couldn't put down the remaining books in her hand, so she could only look at the scattered papers and stamp her feet. A paper flew towards my feet and was glanced at by my numb eyes. Just as I was about to pick it up, it was already blown far away. I saw that the paper had been scraped away, so I looked away and pretended not to see it. At this time, the girl's eyes showed joy. I turned around, and the two people accompanying me were chasing the paper quickly, still holding the paper in their hands. Everyone on the campus stopped walking and bent down to stop the papers around them. A paper flew towards me, and I picked it up decisively. The classmates all returned the papers to the owner, and the girl stood there and nodded. I also walked over and handed her the paper.

Thank you, thank you. The girl raised her head and her bright smile startled me. I seemed to see the sun, so strong.

It’s okay. I forced a polite smile too. The girl walked away.

I stood on campus, still so quiet, but no longer terrifyingly silent. People are still in such a hurry, no one cares about the cold, and no one cares about the cumbersomeness. The cold wind is still biting, but my heart feels warm. Warm Composition 4

Bus No. 17 was driving quietly on the road. People in the bus were immersed in playing with their mobile phones. The bus was very quiet.

Suddenly, a huge pain hit the driver's chest. He knew that his old problem had recurred and that there was not enough time. However, he was carrying the lives of a car full of people on his shoulders. If He couldn't stop the car, otherwise there would be a car accident. He didn't want to let a car full of people bury him alone. He frowned, his face turned red, he clenched his teeth, closed his eyes tightly, covered his chest with one hand, hoping to relieve the pain, and pulled the handbrake with the other hand, using all his strength to let go. The car stopped and fell over the steering wheel. The car was gliding slowly, "Why is the car driving so slowly! I have something urgent to do!" "Why is the driver so unprofessional? He might as well be walking when he drives so slowly!"... A burst of abuse spread in the car. , the originally silent car became noisy, and the people in the car were rushing around like ants on a hot pot. However, no matter how they cursed the driver, the bus still did not start. Some people accused: "Since you don't drive anymore, Just open the car door and let us out. What's the point of doing nothing like this? What's the professional ethics? ..."

"Shh! Stop arguing, he...he's gone..." The brave and careful passenger noticed something was wrong and put his finger under the driver's nose, only to find that he was not breathing. People are criticizing the driver for having no professionalism, just endless accusations. He used his last strength to ensure the safety of passengers. He was a person who never gave up his professionalism until the last moment of his life. At this time, the sun shone through the window on the driver's face. He seemed to be smiling, smiling proudly of his decision.

The car was as quiet as death. People lowered their heads, but there was a warm current in their hearts... Warm Composition 5

I grew up in my grandma’s house. The home in my memory was always deserted. There was no movement in the huge yard except for the cat that my grandma and I had raised for several years meowing a few times.

But sometimes there are exceptions, the only one being New Year’s Eve. Uncles, aunts, aunts, uncles, parents and brothers and sisters all came, and they posted Spring Festival couplets on the door of the house, hung lanterns, and set off a few strings of firecrackers. Grandma looked very energetic and much younger on this day, but the happy days only continued on the third day of the new year.

Later, when I entered junior high school, I was about to be picked up by my parents. Before leaving, I asked to stay with my grandma for another week.

She could no longer hold me in her arms like before. I held her hand and chatted together under the osmanthus tree. After that, she went up to the attic. These days, she always falls in love with that attic. On the day I left, I timidly opened the door to the small attic.

This loft has no lights, is dark, and has no furnishings. The walls are covered with frames filled with photos.

When I looked closer, they were all photos of me, from birth to primary school graduation. It was like a photo exhibition. There are also some small words marked below, which are very correct: "My baby is one month old", "Get the certificate for the first time", "Let's go play together", I don't know if the dust got into my eyes, I burst into tears.

Grandma cares about me so much and loves me so much, which makes my heart warm.

I don’t know when the afterglow of the setting sun shone in through the skylight, and the light beams mixed with flying dust were projected on those photos. It is covered with a layer of nostalgic colors, but it clearly gives people a sense of warmth. Warm Composition 6

“Why haven’t you come yet? Everyone is here!”

On my birthday, I invited a few good friends to go out and play together, and we agreed on a morning We gathered at Liuguang Gate at eight o'clock, but we waited there for more than an hour, and only Yu Ming was left. I shouldn't have rushed him, but I was a little annoyed that I was late for so long. I made a few calls before It kept shutting down, but finally got through it with great difficulty.

It took more than half an hour for him to arrive. He ran over panting, gave me the gift, and kept apologizing. Although I said it was fine, I was still a little angry.

At noon, when everyone was eating together, he was also listless. Some people actually fell asleep while eating! Everyone finished their meal in a dull and quiet atmosphere. To liven things up a bit, we decided to walk around the streets.

"Hey! Yu Ming, look, isn't this your favorite jersey?" I asked him with a smile. He said nothing, his eyes were dull, he shook his head in confusion and asked me again: "Huh?" I was angry again, and he probably noticed that my expression was different, so he lowered his head in silence.

It has always been like this, and he is listless throughout the day. When we went to eat pizza in the afternoon, he actually said he was leaving halfway through the meal.

I couldn’t control my mood. I slapped the table and pointed at him: “Are my plans today so boring? You’ve been listless all day, you’re late in the morning, and you’re leaving early now. What do you mean?” He lowered his head and said, "I just came back from the United States by plane yesterday and arrived this morning. It's my mother's birthday today too. I want to go home to be with her."

I was speechless for a moment. I can't help but feel a sore nose... Warm Composition 7

Warmth means warmth. Everyone's warmth is different. The warmth of parents may help their children get into a good university and be successful in the future. The warmth of Iraqi children is the hope that there will be no war and a peaceful and peaceful homeland. Everyone has warmth, whether it is long-lasting or instantaneous, it will bring happiness to people. Let me talk about my warmth.

One time, a few of my friends and I took a boat ride. Not long after the boat started, I became seasick. My parents were not around, and I felt very sad, dizzy, and weak. Suddenly there was a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw that it was my good friend Wu Yikai! He said to me with concern: "Doudou, let's sit in the front row! The shaking there is not very violent." We walked to the front row and sat down together, and he added: "Let's talk together!" At this time, a warm current surged into my heart. This was the first time I experienced this kind of warmth!

Instant warmth comes from time to time. One winter day, my mother and I went shopping together, and suddenly a cold wind blew. Wearing thin clothes, I was shaking with cold all over. My mother saw it in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. There happened to be a clothes store nearby, and my mother rushed me in and bought me a warm coat. At this time, not only the warmth of the clothes, I also felt the warmth of my mother towards me. I can no longer wear the clothes, but that warmth will always remain in my heart.

Warmth - unforgettable and happy! Warm Composition 8

The second hand moves slowly, and how many warm stories are staged in it; the minute hand gradually disappears, and how many warm stories are distant. How many people are you warmed by every day?

In my eyes, everything my parents have given me is something I will never be able to repay in my entire life.

In particular, their care, love and nurturing cannot be exchanged for money. I have a deep understanding of this since I grew up in a warm environment.

There is an unforgettable time on the threshold of my memory: One day during the summer vacation, my mother saw patches of red on my face, but I didn’t pay attention. A few days later, I always felt itchy while doing my homework, so I walked around the house. My mother took the initiative to ask me what was wrong. I said it was very itchy, and I said it was nothing. But she immediately realized something, and then immediately He took out the ointment and applied it on me. At this time my father was working. My mother is the only one who takes care of me.

At that time, I thought it would be fine just by applying some ointment. But who would have thought that the illness would become more and more serious. How could I endure such a feeling when I was in kindergarten? I couldn't sleep, and my mother would stay by my side until I fell asleep. I felt the warmth given by my mother.

My mother spent a few days taking me to children’s hospitals in various places for check-ups. I thought it would be cured, but my mother also found out the cause of the disease and why I was sick, so as to prevent future recurrences. .

Warmth does not need to be described with beautiful words, nor does it need to be expressed with exquisite brushes, but it is still bright and eye-catching. A greeting from a classmate, a heart-to-heart talk from a teacher, a warm hand from a friend, or a greeting from your parents will all make you feel warm. In the face of difficulties and competition, they must be your spiritual pillar! Warm Composition 9

Everyone’s life will not always be smooth sailing. There will always be setbacks. When you are sad, if someone comforts you, you will feel warm and gain strength.

In a math test, I got "first place". After class, I looked at the dazzling score and cried sadly. Wang Yutong saw me crying and came over to comfort me: "Don't be sad. You didn't take the exam this time. If you work harder next time, you won't be able to do it. You have to read the questions more carefully. The reason for solving the problems later is because you didn't take the exam carefully." Be careful, you copied the wrong question." I looked at Wang Yutong and nodded. Wang Yutong patted me: "Don't be sad, try your best next time!"

Li Ke could see that I was crying, so she came over to comfort me. She told me a story: Once upon a time, there was a little boy It was the same as me once in an exam. I came last in the exam. The little boy was also very sad. After returning home, the little boy's father did not scold him but said to him: "You may have been influenced by the outside world if you didn't do well in the exam this time." "You will definitely do well next time." After listening to Li Keke's words, I stopped crying and wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. I secretly made up my mind that I must work hard! "Ding Ling Ling" A new class began, and I devoted myself to new learning...

From this day on, I learned that comfort is love for classmates, so I gradually changed I have to be caring. When I see my classmates in trouble, I can take the initiative to help them. Even if I meet a beggar on the roadside, if I have pocket money, I will give him some pocket money. I know that I will also gain happiness by giving some help to others! Warm composition 10

I have a happy family. No, some time ago, our whole family came together to participate in a family talent show contest organized by the community.

There are only three or four days from receiving the notice to officially competing on stage. The time is short and the task is heavy. During these few days, my mother hired a dance teacher during the day for my personal talent-"solo dance" performance. Give me guidance and ask the music production teacher to record the cut music for me. In the evening, I have to supervise my dance practice. Where is dad? He took on the errands, bought me costumes, sent me to dance practice, and even did the grocery shopping and cooking. Eating the not-so-palatable food he cooked made me feel warm and sweet in my heart.

In addition to my personal talent show, there are also family talent shows. My parents, who had never participated in a talent show, rehearsed over and over again for me, just like driving a duck to the shelf. Looking at their tired eyes, I persuaded them several times to take a break, but my parents still refused to take a break. My mother said: "How can we achieve good results without working several times more than others?" In the end, with the efforts of my parents and me, the duck was finally put on the shelves.

Our performance was well received by the judges. Our family talent won the first prize, and my personal talent show also won the second place in the competition.

Dad once said: "Family, the three of us are indispensable." Such a short sentence contains endless love. My parents not only gave me countless love, but also taught me a lot. Mom and Dad, I love you! Warm Composition 11

One day, our class held a Chinese language test, and I scored 65 points. Don't laugh at me, this is the first time I've passed the exam in the past year.

On Friday, my mother said to me as soon as I got home: "I heard that your test scores have come down. Show it to your mother!"

Hey, I'm really afraid of what I'm afraid of! Helpless, I could only slowly take out the test paper from my schoolbag and hand it to my mother. Mom took the test paper, frowned, and said: "It's only 65 points. Look at Wu Ting's first test, which scored over 90 points. Recently, I have found that you are less and less studying, and you only play on your mobile phone and watch TV when you have nothing to do." What future can I have if I continue like this?" I didn't know whether it was shame or anger, but I held back my tears and ran upstairs, rushed into my room, and lay on the bed sobbing.

I don’t know how long it took before I went downstairs. At this time, my mother had fallen asleep on the sofa, still holding the test paper tightly in her hand. Maybe it was the sound of my footsteps that woke up my mother. She pulled me to her side, stroked my head, and said gently: "Son, it's all your fault. Mom shouldn't be so harsh on you. In fact, mom It’s not that you have to be outstanding, I just hope that you study hard and don’t be too playful! Mom will feel very sad knowing that you didn’t do well in the exam. It’s okay, you didn’t do well in the exam this time, just try your best next time!”

My mother’s words were like a warm current flowing into my body. I looked up at my mother and said silently to myself: "Mom, please don’t worry, I will definitely work hard!" Warm Composition 12

It is snowing heavily and the wind is freezing cold. The winter that year seemed to be extremely cold. Thinking of this, I shrank my neck blindly. Although the bus was heated, it still couldn't withstand the severe cold in the air.

The car was in a mess, and the car was shaking constantly. People stood there, shaking rhythmically with the brakes of the car. Suddenly, the driver suddenly braked, and there was a sound of "Wow!", and then there was a stench in the air. I covered my nose blindly. After punching the window, I looked towards the scene of the incident. I saw an aunt with a pale face and a look on her face. Panic, although it was winter, big beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. The girl was vomited on her body by the aunt. The girl obviously couldn't stand the pungent smell. She sniffed and the aunt looked at her. Frightened: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll help you wash it..." After saying that, he hurriedly prepared to help the girl take off her coat.

When the girl saw her condition, she said: "No, it's okay. You accidentally vomited because of motion sickness." The girl took off her coat as she spoke. I was a little surprised and respected at the same time. What surprised me was: Girl When she spoke, her voice was not high, and her expression was not serious. Instead, there seemed to be a soft spring breeze in her eyes, and it was like a ray of sunshine warming the world. Respectfully, the girl was very polite. Not only did she not blame the aunt, but she comforted her. she.

At this time, the girl's voice broke through my thoughts, "I'm about to get off the car, please sit here."

"But your clothes..." The aunt looked blank. I was so panicked before.

"No need, these clothes are worn out anyway, don't worry, I'm here, goodbye." Before the aunt could say anything else, the girl had gone away.

I looked at the girl’s back and suddenly felt that the winter was not so cold anymore. Instead, I felt like there was a warm atmosphere surrounding me. Warm Composition 13

It was a weekend. I was doing homework at home and my mother was working overtime at the company.

Suddenly, the sky slowly darkened, and the originally blue sky suddenly became gloomy.

The originally golden sunshine suddenly disappeared, a lot of cumulonimbus clouds accumulated in the sky, and it was going to rain soon! Sure enough, after a while, the sky started to thunder, lightning rushed down, and there was a loud thunder. It was as if a bucket of water had been poured into the sky, and it began to rain heavily. The water kept splashing and falling from the sky like a waterfall.

"It's over. My mom is about to get off work, and it seems like it won't stop raining. What should I do? Mom didn't bring an umbrella. No way! I want to give my mom an umbrella!" I thought to myself Thinking, I took two umbrellas and rushed out, disappearing in the rain.

After walking for a while, there was a lot of water in my shoes. At this moment, it was not only raining heavily, but also windy. There was a period of time before and after when I was blown by the wind under the umbrella, and the rain couldn't stop at all. I was almost soaked from head to toe.

In the end, I went to my mother’s company and became a drowned rat. My mother saw me bringing her an umbrella and was so moved by the ingredients that she held me tightly in her arms. This is warmth!

After get off work, my mother and I went home under umbrellas. At this time, although it was still raining, the wind was not that strong. When we got home, the rain gradually stopped, the clouds opened, and a golden sun shone on us. There is a beautiful rainbow on the hillside in the distance! Warm composition 14

Love is like jasmine, white and pure. Ordinary; love is like ice cream, it feels sweet unconsciously. The emergence of love brings about the birth of touching.

"Huhuhu..." The north wind blew, making people feel the slightest chill. "Shashasha..." The leaves danced in the wind, falling to the ground like snowflakes.

In the classroom, the sound of classmates reading loudly came from the classroom. Suddenly, a short figure appeared outside the classroom door. Looking through the glass window, I vaguely saw the figure - an old woman. The old woman was sallow and thin, and her wind-blown hair looked even paler. Tears flashed in his eyes.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Before I knew it, the teacher was standing at the door. She was smiling, and the crow's feet around her eyes were getting deeper. "I'm Shasha's grandma." His voice was very low, "It's too cold. She didn't bring any clothes with her, so I brought them to her." The old grandma's voice was a bit loud. Tremble. With that said, the old lady gave the clothes to the teacher. Perhaps, the cold wind was biting and the old lady was shivering a little. She held the clothes in her rough hands and gave them to the teacher. The teacher also seemed a little moved. Through the glass window, I could clearly see the tears rolling in the teacher's eyes. She took the clothes, smiled at the old lady, and returned to the classroom.

The old lady stood for a while before leaving. I looked at her short figure and knew she disappeared from my sight. Looking at the old woman delivering clothes to her granddaughter in the cold wind. I felt great power and a long-lasting warmth in my heart.

That is a dress full of love! Only in this way, in the season of love, will there be trees and greenery. Warmth Composition 15

There is a long-lost experience called warmth, and there is an intoxicating taste called warmth. Warmth cannot be scheduled or expected. It always touches your heart quietly in an inadvertent moment.

One winter last year, my mother and I went to the door and forgot to bring the key. My mother found a wire to pry the door open, but it didn't work. What should I do? Dad also went to work. He won't get off work for six hours. My mother and I could only stay outside. After a long time, we were all hungry. There happened to be a snack restaurant in front of us, so we went to eat there. There was no heating inside, and I suddenly felt very cold, so I said to my mother, "Mom, I'm a little cold." She didn't say anything, she just took off my cloth gloves, then took off her own cotton gloves, and said, "Here, put them on." After I put it on, I felt warm. After eating, I saw my mother shivering again, as if she was cold. I lowered my head, with cold tears in my eyes. At this moment, I felt warm in my arms again. So, I covered my mother's cold body with my clothes. Just when my mother was about to speak, I said to her: "Put it on, don't take it off, you may be cold."

People are moved many times in their lives, and while they are constantly being moved, don’t doubt it, because we are not pretending to be sentimental, but are really expressing our emotions, even though worldly things have made us sad. Things around me become blurry, although such touching feelings become less and less...