Essays on touching stories

Everyone has heard of prose in their usual study and work, right? Some may also often write essays? Essays are a popular style in the past, with clever, graceful and satirical language. What kind of prose is classic? The following is my touching story essay, hoping to help everyone.

Touching Story Essay 1 Long ago, a young man believed in Buddhism very much, gave up his mother, who lived alone with him, and went away to seek Buddha. He went through a lot of hardships, Qian Shan, and never found the true Buddha in his heart. One day, the young man came to a grand and solemn temple, where the abbot was an enlightened monk. The young man knelt before the master devoutly and begged him to show him a way to see the Buddha. Seeing the young man so obsessed, the master sighed and said to him, "Where are you from and where are you going?" . When you walk late into the night on your way back, knock at the door and stop. If someone opens the door for you barefoot, that person is the Buddha you are looking for. "The young man is ecstatic, and his wish for many years has finally come true. He bid farewell to his master and embarked on the road of going home to find Buddha. The young man walked for several months, and many times he saw people with lights on the roadside in the middle of the night. He knocked on the door again and again hopefully, but again and again he was disappointed to find that no one who opened the door for him was barefoot. The farther he went home, the more disappointed the young man became. It's almost home, but the barefoot Buddha is still gone. When he finally came to his door on a stormy night, he was so depressed that he didn't even have the strength to knock. He thinks he is a big fool. There is no Buddha in the world! Tired and hungry, he knocked on the door helplessly. "Who is it? "That's the voice of the mother old. His heart ached: "Mom, it's me, I'm back. "I heard a scratching sound in the room. Soon, my mother opened the door in rags and choked and said, "Son, you can come back!" " "Mom said, while pulling him into the house. Under the light, the haggard mother shed tears and stroked his face with infinite loving hands. Tears are clearly a satisfied smile. The young man looked down and suddenly saw his mother standing barefoot on the cold ground! He suddenly remembered the monk's words, plopped down at his mother's feet and burst into tears: "Mother ..." At this moment, his son suddenly realized that affection is Buddha, maternal love is Buddha, and parents are Buddha.

The sun is shining and parents are grateful. In one's life, the deepest kindness to oneself is our parents, who gave us life and nurtured us diligently. Our growth embodies the efforts of our parents, and we can grow without their careful care and love. In the eyes of parents, children are always children. "Centenarians often worry about their 80-year-old son." As long as their children live healthy, lively, happy and happy, parents will be satisfied. Parents always do many things for their children silently. Although his children sometimes ignore their love and some even do things that make them sad, their parents always tolerate everything their children do. The lamb also knows that he kneels and eats milk, and the crow also asks for feedback. If a person is not filial to his parents who gave him life and raised him diligently, he will lose his conscience and the most basic moral quality. Imagine, if he doesn't even love the parents who gave birth to him and raised him, how can he be expected to love others? As the saying goes, there are no ungrateful parents, only unfilial children. The love between parents and children can only be described in four words-selflessness and greatness. They can give everything for their children, and they are willing to give everything without asking for anything in return. They just want their children to be safe and have a bright future. Parents' love for children is the most sincere, selfless and direct. There is no confession, no hesitation, no pity, and there is only infinite concern in their hearts.

Touching Story Essay 2 I have never felt the urge to write a film review after watching a movie, but today I want to write something for my girlhood for the first time, because this is the youth of most of us, and there is always a plot that can touch your heartstrings and then tears will come to your eyes.

Let's talk about small things that have nothing to do with movies. Sitting on my right is a middle-aged man with glasses. His wife and daughter are in the front row. On the way to the movies, he cried several times. I was very moved to see him take off his eyes and wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands.

I know that he must have had a sentimental past: he passed a beloved girl in his youth. So he shed tears. Unexpectedly, reasonable tears hide a man's secret for many years. Perhaps, after the vicissitudes of life, he has already learned the extraordinary skill of "a man doesn't cry", but his heart is soft after all, and tears will burst its banks for a childhood memory.

And I want to say that men who cry are worth entrusting for life, because they know how to cherish hard-won feelings.

Then, get down to business. If you think that I can write about the twists and turns of the movie plot and the cruelty of the protagonist's feelings, you are wrong. Really good things need to be experienced by yourself in order to have a deeper feeling.

Personally, I am very disgusted with the plot of "buying points" for grandstanding and attracting box office. Either there are a lot of erotic plots, or there are beautiful women who show their shoulders and legs. So every time I see this, I doubt the IQ of the producer very much. Although it can cause a sensation, it is very popular. Often it will only become a pastime that people forget when they see it, but it rarely makes people stop to think.

My girlhood is different. Those who have seen it will know that there are no erotic scenes in the plot, and even the hand-holding hugs that everyone expects are rare. The whole story, some, is just a spiritual encounter, above AUO, the innocence of the lover. It's like I like you and want you to know, but I'm afraid you know. Like a person, willing to do anything for him, including giving him to the person you like. ...

Perhaps, in the lush years, everyone has love that has never been said, and then, unfortunately, it is missed and scattered all over the world. In other words, there were times when my heart was bleeding. One second, I turned my back to wipe away the tears in my eyes, and the next second, I turned to pretend to smile and bless him.

Another thing worth mentioning is the writing skills of the story. As a person who is very sensitive to words, he will never just look at the surface, but often think of many things, such as the author's conception, plot design, whether there is a foreshadowing and so on. My girlhood is definitely not like many brain-dead dramas that can guess the ending from the beginning. There are always many unexpected plots and ingenious designs, but they are always interlocking to capture everyone's curiosity.

The whole story has many tears and many laughs. Love is the main thread, and the friendship between friends is just right. Even the last protest perfectly explained the true meaning of extremes meet.

Back to reality, perhaps many people have experienced that unforgettable love that cannot be fulfilled. After the pain of heartbreak, they will achieve three kinds of people. The first kind will dare to love and hate, dare to express their inner feelings, and never want to repeat the same mistakes and miss a beautiful heart. The second kind still chooses silence, just to lust after the original feeling, as Shen Jiayi said in The Girls We Chased in Those Years: The best time of love is when it is ambiguous. The third kind of people, after having loved once, dare not give their sincerity easily for fear of getting hurt again. In fact, no matter which one, there will be no feeling of first love, and it will not be so ruthless. Because after the heartbeat, both sides are already semi-finished products and will not be too reluctant to be together. If they miss it, they will be sad, but they will find a hundred reasons to let it go before they really let it go.

Just a lot of people don't want to admit it. You like someone now, but not as much as you think, and you won't give up too much for the so-called love, because we can't afford to lose after vicissitudes of life, and we will only choose to pretend deliberately.

In this world, only love is the best, only love is the most elusive and can be obtained without effort.

Many girls, in this process, have gradually become so-called women. They want to do everything by themselves and don't want to rely on anyone, because they are afraid to form that habit and leave.

After all, girlhood has passed, and we will never cry for an indecisive love again. Girl, it is better to be strong. At least you can live well without love.

What moved me was not only the story, but also the voice of youth. After the movie, many girls said that their makeup was full of tears, which also strengthened my determination to write film reviews.

The last sentence reminds me that you can make up your makeup after you spend it. If the feelings are gone, don't force it.

Touching story prose 3 I was moved by the persistence of plum blossom and the tenacity of grass; I was moved by the integrity of Cuizhu and the frankness of Yu Songbai. But what moved me more was the warmth between people ...-Inscription.

One winter morning, I opened the window and the sun shone warmly on me. The flowers on the balcony are blooming, and they are greedily sucking the sunshine as if to say hello to me. I am in a good mood.

Before I could cheer up, there was a sound of "banging-"patting the quilt upstairs, followed by a big dust "air raid", which stained my flowers. "There is a sense of public morality upstairs! My flowers are covered with dust! " I was angry and shouted. However, instead of stopping it, the people upstairs slapped more violently. I had to step back, turn around and walk into the house.

Soon, the flapping upstairs stopped and I went to the balcony. My flowers were destroyed. I quickly brought a glass of water and gave my flowers a bath. Glittering water drops fell on the petals, shining silver. It's beautiful. However, a few naughty drops of water rolled downstairs along the petals and landed on the quilt aired by people downstairs, leaving a few small black spots.

Grandma downstairs went out of the house and saw the little black spots on her quilt. Then I thought to myself, she won't come up and settle accounts with me! My parents are not at home, so she won't hit me ... I dare not think about it.

Grandma looked up at me and said with a kindly smile; "It's a beautiful day today. It's time to water the flowers!" With that, she pulled the quilt aside and entered the house again. My heart is warm, I don't know why. ...

"Bang-bang-"The sound of patting the quilt came from upstairs again. I remembered my roar loud and grandma's kind smile just now, and I was ashamed at once. I looked up and smiled at my aunt who was patting the quilt; "Aunt, the weather is good today, it's time to bask in bask in the quilt!" She smiled awkwardly and walked into the room.

It turns out that tolerance can melt the iceberg-like indifference, narrow the distance between hearts and bring warmth to hearts. I closed the window and felt the sunshine brighter and my heart warmer.

In the journey of life, we will inevitably encounter many unhappy things. However, as long as we are tolerant, we will certainly be able to resolve contradictions and gain touch. Let's work together, let the warmth last forever, and let the touch last forever.

Touching story sketch 4 Autumn in Jinan, I went to Jiuru Mountain again. I feel a lot about persimmons bought by the roadside, although they are only 50 cents a catty cheaper, which is 2 yuan cheaper than supermarkets. After buying five catties, she went back to her original place and bought seven catties. The old lady selling persimmons on the roadside watched us buy so many more later. She patted his wife on the back excitedly, and her face was filled with an uncontrollable smile. I am thinking, what can I do outside with the hard money earned by persimmons with more than ten dollars? A pack of cigarettes? Do you need a small restaurant for cooking, or is a box of medicine enough? Converted into buying a house for a child in the city, getting married and having children, how much Jin is enough? How long will it last?

Staring at the persimmons that I bought home, I remembered the old lady who passed by the door of high-speed railway station in Shijiazhuang last winter to sell newspapers. There is a newspaper next to Mazar, which has been used for many years, across the fence of the station. Every time I see passers-by, I anxiously extend the newspaper to you with my frozen red hand. The kind of eyes that are eager for tourists to stop and wait to buy a copy with others, now think about it, it is sour and want to cry. I want to ask the elderly, is life better this year? ......

Touching story essay 5 That incident moved me and made me unforgettable. It was also my birthday.

It was the weekend. My mother woke me up when I was still sleeping in the morning, but my eyelids were so heavy that I tried to open them again and again, but I still had no strength. I really want to sleep for a while, so I said to my mother, "Mom, don't call me. Today is my birthday, so just let me sleep!" "

Mother said, "get up, what time is it?" Get up and help mom. " Watch and watch, I can't stand it any longer, just muddling along like this.

At noon, I said to my mother, "I won't eat at home at noon." Please give me some money to invite my friends out for dinner. " At first, my mother didn't agree, but later, under my soft grinding and hard foam, my mother finally agreed. Going out of the house and watching my mother's loss made me feel very uncomfortable. But still cruel, pushed the door and left. Before I left, my mother asked me to go back early.

Walking on the road, I thought: Isn't my birthday also my mother's Good Friday? Am I cruel to leave my mother and go home alone? But I remember the happiness of being with my friends wholeheartedly, and I never looked back after all.

At noon, I invited my friends to have dinner together, and we really had a good time. In the afternoon, we sang again. I was so high that I forgot my mother's entrustment. About 6 o'clock, my father called me and asked me to go to grandma's house for dinner at night. It's dark. I went to my grandmother's house with a birthday present from my friend. Just as I was about to knock, the door suddenly opened. I really didn't expect that they gave me such a surprise at night: my mother was at the door with a cake, and my grandmother, grandfather, father, brother, uncle and aunt were in the room. Let's sing "Happy Birthday". At that moment, I really felt that I was the happiest person in the world. When I left my mother at home in the morning, the scene was replayed in my mind. I really feel sorry for her today. I said to my mother with tears in my eyes, "Mom, you have worked hard!" " After blowing out the candles, my father came up to me with my favorite pair of basketball shoes and said, "son, this is your birthday present." I hope you can study harder in the future. " I nodded, but now that I think about it, I didn't fulfill my promise to my father. I must work harder.

As the days passed, many things were forgotten, but I was still moved by this year's birthday. Looking at more and more wrinkles on my mother's face, I hope she can be happy every day. Mom, I know you've done a lot for me. I will remember your hard work and your touch. I hope you can live a healthy and happy life in the future!

Touching Story Essay 6 During the rest days, I took a break and read several stories of Mr. Tao Xingzhi with enthusiasm and earnest. Mr. Tao Xingzhi's broad educational thought and practical educational practice, such as moving people with emotion, educating people with emotion, knowing people with reason, shaping people with reason, guiding people with behavior and being upright with behavior, have made me learn and understand a lot of principles and attitudes as a teacher to educate children. I remember last March, we went to Nanjing and visited Tao Xingzhi's educational experimental base. We gained a lot and felt deeply when we were there. Mr. Tao Xingzhi has set a glorious image and example for our teachers and deserves to be called a "great people's educator".

Today, I want to share an educational story with you: the story of four sweets.

One day, Tao Xingzhi saw a student, Wang You, hitting a male classmate in his class with mud on campus. Tao Xingzhi immediately stopped him and asked him to go to the principal's office after school. After school, Wang You came to the door of the principal's office early to prepare for training. At this moment, Tao Xingzhi came over. As soon as he saw Wang You, he took out a piece of candy and handed it to him, saying, "This is for you, because you came on time and I was late." Wang You took the candy in surprise and stared at Tao Xingzhi. At this time, Tao Xingzhi took out another candy and handed it to Wang You, saying, "This candy is also for you, because when I don't let you hit people again, you immediately stopped, which shows that you respect me very much and I should reward you." Wang You was even more surprised. He doesn't know what the headmaster really wants to do. At this time, Tao Xingzhi took out a piece of candy and put it in Wang You's hand and said, "I have already investigated it. You hit those boys with mud because they don't obey the rules of the game and bully girls. You beat them to prove that you are honest and kind, and you have the courage to fight the bad guys, which should be rewarded. " Wang You was very moved after hearing this. He lost his voice and shouted, "headmaster, hit me." I didn't hit the bad guys, but my classmates! " Tao Xingzhi smiled with satisfaction and took out a piece of candy and handed it to Wang You. "You can correctly understand the mistake and say: This candy is worth rewarding you. Now I have no candy, you can go back. " Tao Xingzhi's education made Wang You understand that he should think from another angle at any time.

This story made me deeply realize that in the face of children's naughtiness and mistakes, Mr. Tao Xingzhi patiently found out the reasons and skillfully solved the problems. I really admire his skill in dealing with problems. He didn't keep a straight face, didn't treat children in a simple and rude way, and didn't discriminate against them. Instead, put on a smiling face of "guiding scholars". In his amiable smile and gentle words, the children's hearts were greatly shocked and washed. After being moved, the children realized their wrong behavior and corrected it in time! Well, what a touching educational story. This is the real ideological education! Students are convinced! This is to love students wholeheartedly, sincerely and wholeheartedly. I think, in the eyes of teachers, no matter how naughty children are, as long as we open the door of love and give guidance and patient education, I believe that every child can succeed, accept every child, tolerate every child, find their bright spot and let every child taste the joy of success. Close the distance between teachers and students with love, care for children's young hearts with love, warm their little hands with our big hands, and take them all the way to the smooth road of life with our big hands!

As a kindergarten teacher, I will always remember the teachings of Mr. Tao Xingzhi, learn from his dedication of "holding a heart without a blade of grass", be a pragmatic and innovative teacher, keep reading, keep feeling, and strive to be a Tao Zi and a teacher in the new era.

May peaches and plums fill the world. ...