Talk about it with your legs dangling.

One thing moved me. Half a semester passed in a hurry, and suddenly, memories rained down. Because of the passage of time, some were forgotten and some were moved, instead of leaving an indelible mark on my heart ... because I was moved, I left an indelible impression. Let the rain tell you slowly!

It rained heavily on Friday. It was noon. I didn't listen to my parents and didn't bring an umbrella. God told me, but why did it start to rain at this time? "If dad doesn't come back, mom will get off work at five o'clock in the afternoon. What should I do? " I whispered, "the hateful god has been fighting for a long time, but why?" What should I do at this time? " I have already filed a complaint. At this time, I don't have the luck of my classmate playing an umbrella. I can be happy with so many partners. I asked her who lives where, mom, listen to your voice! "The student mother went to the original." Oh, my God, I finally have a partner, that's all. "I have a bitter stomach to swallow, and I can only stand at the door of the classroom and hope to see my mother coming." Hey! What are you doing? You've been standing. "I went to look for fame, but it turned out to be my classmate and Peng's enemy." Although the hope is slim, I am not worthy to say, "Hey, I don't have an umbrella." Peng looked at the thief and laughed. No matter "I'm still stubborn," I'll take you home. "Peng hesitated and said, will you take me home? "I look unbelievable." Yes, "Peng nodded slightly, the in the mind still have doubts. I remember I had an occasional quarrel with Peng every day. "hey! Don't go on April Fool's Day? "Peng's words hit my train of thought and I thought," Let's go, let's go, "I replied in panic. & lt On my way home, I feel as if it didn't rain. His head is dark red. When I saw Peng over there, it only covered a small area. Her umbrella, Peng's umbrella, came to me to make it easier. ..... I can still enjoy the shock of the rain, and my heart is so warm. ......

This incident really touched me.

/a & gt；

8 5 cents, all the tears!

At noon one day, the woman who was cleared away was collecting junk and selling it at the waste collection station. She rode back on a tricycle and left the alley. Suddenly, a gangster appeared at the corner of the alley. The attacker held a knife in his hand. He stood against the woman's chest and beat the woman's order with a knife, and all his money was gone. The woman stood there motionless in fright. The criminal began to search, and the woman found a plastic bag in his pocket, which contained a pile of money.

The criminal turned away with a pile of money. At this time, the woman reacted and immediately rushed forward, tearing and grabbing a plastic bag. The mob put a knife in front of the woman as if to stab her and threaten her to let go. Female, but his hand tightly holding the bag, life and death don't let go. The female sidewearers were desperate for help, and the residents in the alley were alarmed by the cry for help and heard people coming together to catch criminals. The crowd took the criminals and the women who helped them into the nearby police station, and a policeman received them. At the trial, the fact that the gangster robbed was confessed. The woman stood shivering, cold sweat dripping from his face. The police will comfort her: "You must not be afraid." The woman replied, "I tried my best and all my fingers were robbed." , and then raised his right hand, people found her right hand soft index finger bow. I like to break my fingers and let go of my wallet, so I can see the number and weight of my wallet. The police will open the banknotes wrapped in plastic bags. Suddenly, everyone present was shocked. There are always only eight nickels, hair and change in that bag. & gt& gt& gt unforgettable days spent 8.5 yuan together, and breaking a finger is really not worth it. At that moment, the whole town was in uproar.

The police are puzzled: what is the power that supports a woman so that she can't give a broken finger with only 8 cents? He decided to find out the answer. Among the women who were admitted to the hospital after receiving treatment, he was followed by women in order to find the answer to your question. Surprisingly, the women at the hospital gate quickly attracted fruit stalls and picked them so carefully. She has enough money to buy a pear, an apple, an orange, a banana, a cane, a strawberry and some fruits for 8 5 cents. She likes to pick one until 8 5 cents takes a minute.

The policeman opened his mouth wide in surprise. Don't sacrifice a finger to save his eight nickels and carry a bag of fruit to buy some fruity ones.

The women went straight out of the city and came to the cemetery in the suburbs. The police found that the women followed him to a hidden place, in a new grave. How long has the woman in the new tomb been? I stood up, with a pleased smile on my face. Then, leaning over the tombstone in her pocket, she muttered to herself, "Son, it's a pity that your mother's mother couldn't crack it and couldn't cure your illness, so she was only 13 years old and passed away very early." Remember. ? When you left, mom asked you what your greatest wish was. You said, I have never eaten good fruit. If only I could eat delicious fruit. Mom is ashamed that your last wish didn't come true. In order to treat you, the family didn't even have the money to buy a handful of fruit. However, yesterday's child, mother finally paid off the debt she borrowed from you. Today, mom earned 8 5 cents. Children and mothers can buy fruit. Look, oranges, pears, apples and bananas are good. I didn't expect the rotten mothers to choose carefully one by one. Children, you eat them and taste them ... "

One thing that moved me.

If you live in this world, there will always be a lot of things about people's memories, feelings and this world. Ruthless people always have feelings. The only reason people get along with others is to get along well with some people and others. This is a very realistic phenomenon!

There are many things that move me most.

My children, my father beats his chest, wrestles in the snow, and there are shepherd dogs. My mother said, interesting, but I am really touched, and I often insist on my reasons for living, because these people live better! A child, whose father is a soldier, has always been honest. I long for it now, and the sentry often lets us play; My mother often told me that almost all my children died, and later I got the commander's daughter. I always wondered why the commander's daughter gave it to the doctor. Why can't other doctors help me? This must be very troublesome, so I have been very touched. Move your life well. A child, I'm really in trouble. I remember getting sick often every week, so my father must often come back from the army and take me to the hospital. Always remember to intercept military vehicles and sometimes jeeps.

When I was in primary school, I was sick once, and I always walked slowly on the way back. Later, the teacher told my mother to listen to her when she went home. I remember it looked quite big at that time!

/& gt； My parents have always been very kind to me, and my children often scold me and sometimes beat me. Alas, when I think about it, the rule at home is that many people don't do this, there is no river, no fight, nothing, so he must abide by it, and sometimes even the opposite side is very happy!

Now that I think about it, when I was in junior high school and high school, I often talked back to my parents and made them angry. Now that I have grown up, I will often be remembered. When I was in college, my father sent me to school. I always insisted on going, but he was always worried, so my quarreling father was very capable, so it was not good with me. So I often think that without the help of my parents, I sometimes think he is a big tree. /a & gt；

Party school, he went to Beijing to study for half a year or a year. My mother wrote in the letter that I always remember that we should study hard. If we are always silly and study differently, alas, is it useless to look at dad?

Some time ago, I showed my article IT Education to my dad, but he didn't want to read it. My mother said, look, he has reading glasses. Alas, what a pity, how can I let my father know about the courseware design I wrote? Anyway, he didn't say anything after reading a few pages, only that publishing articles in national magazines was a good thing, but it also encouraged me to write. Oh, it's too easy to write an article. I remember when my father was a reporter, the secretary would take pictures. I must have gained a lot! /a & gt；

This year's Liuzhou Daily, especially my dad helped me collect some souvenirs. He kept saying that he was late and Liuzhou Daily was sold out, but my sister helped me find the general manager.

Sometimes I often think about when to surpass my ability. Like his father, you have the ability, so I always let him look down, live in this vision, and sometimes don't even think about memories. home page

Capable, a good person, live a good life and live a happy life. When you were in trouble in the past, sometimes you couldn't figure it out, but you always remember why there are so many things now, so can you understand?

My mother always said that your child died without a doctor. Alas, if it dies, what happiness is there? Therefore, my heart is always playing with China, playing, experiencing and walking. Now I still remember trying to be a useful person. My reaction is that I am always a few years behind others and have figured out some problems. I often don't know why many problems take a long time to figure out, sometimes a year, several years!

In short, I am alive, I am still alive. Although God may not take responsibility, the world is too worried, so they can't leave and won't leave for a long time. Face the living!

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The moon and the sky touched parents; The flow is set off by pebbles, and the clearer flowers and grass are gorgeous. Parents open the window and look at the night sky. The starry night is decorated with gorgeous luster and love atmosphere, and it is all over the ground. ......

This theme is ancient and eternal. Different people have different experiences and feelings. Since ancient times, many writers and poets Samuel Xiao Mo have described the greatness of maternal love and the tenacity of paternal love. For example, Meng Jiao's Wanderer, Qing is back. "I think the love of parents is better than the love without trace or words. My parents are very kind and warm my heart.

After graduating from primary school, learn the energy accumulation of a new wave of violence through the sixth grade. I don't want to fall behind, so I increase my horsepower and redouble my efforts to review. Unfortunately, I have to prepare for the final exam, but I also plan to program for Children's Day on Sunday, but I also practice table tennis. In addition, God has set up entrance examinations. Every day, I like to buy the wrong machine in Taiwan Province Province and keep working, and I can't sit still for a moment. In the end, I got good grades in the final exam and shined on the stage. The ball became more and more brave on the stage, entered the day school and was highly praised. What is this? I have such great strength to rise and fall round by round. Do I have such great courage to overcome difficulties everywhere? It is love! My parents gave me endless encouragement. How many times have I stood up and regained my confidence?

Since then, every day when the bell rang, I rushed to the playground and began to rehearse the program quickly. My father and mother always look at me, smiling and busy on the court. A subtle atmosphere of love and a pile of sunshine shine into my heart. After the rehearsal, I grabbed the ping-pong board, trained the practice film for Mr. Zhang, and rotated it up and down, which was mixed with various balls and balls. Sometimes I like my parents' games, and I often can't help them, but the intersection of secrets and parents' arrogant eyes contains an enterprising body encouraged by parents. I sweated until it was completely dark, and then I ran home quickly, accompanied by my parents, and started another process-solving math problems. Sometimes, we will read the title of the book carefully, sometimes we will explore it with great interest at the dinner table, and sometimes we will take a pen on the draft paper. The calculation problem focuses on ... the problems before the three are all solved. Lying in bed at night, I can't help feeling-the love for my parents is like water watering our hearts, pure and sacred, excluding small stains, but their love is more colorful than spring.

Some people say that love is born, family is the best template and teacher, and we don't understand love. In the range of love that people can get, the great reason is that people's life has no national boundaries, because love has no boundaries.

If mother is a stream, maternal love is a clear spring, a delicate and gentle river.

If the father is a mountain, the father's love is the scenery, the mountain stands tall and the partner is prosperous;

I was deeply moved by my parents' love. Maybe the world is so moved. Let's move the precipitated particles to sublimate, and sublimation will be transmitted to the heart of the world!

My happy life

I have a happy family. Family members' "good girls"-"shopaholic" mother and "handyman" father. Now, let me make an introduction!

Our clean home is indispensable. He is my father. Every day, when something in the house is broken or dirty, my father always takes the lead. I remember one time, my desk lamp was broken, and I found my father soon. My father took a look at me, immediately brought tools and began to repair Ding Ling's sonority. My lamp is fixed! I just want to say thank you, dad. Dad brought a rag, wiped the desk lamp carefully, and then asked me what was wrong. I see this desk lamp has been used for many years, but it is as good as new. I am very happy. I flew to his father's weapon, and he repeatedly said, "Thank you, good father!" " "Dad smiled happily.

In the whole wardrobe, large and small, colorful clothes, I think shopaholic mother shopping scene. One noon, I just had lunch, and my mother took me to Xidan without saying anything. I asked my mother, "Why the hurry?" Her mother said, "Today, during Xidan, our listening speed went up to the third floor, and we bought three sets of clothes and then a basket of daily necessities. When I was like a deflated ball, he just wanted my mother to go home, and her mother was unhappy.

My hometown is a "good girl". Finish homework every day, go home from school and check carefully, and help mom and dad do housework every day. Actually, this is not my instinct. For me, I am the best at taking care of people. I remember that once my mother was ill and my father was responsible, so I decided to take care of my mother. I want my mother to eat a portion of tomato and egg noodles and pass it to her gently. My mother was very moved and I was very happy. Little by little, my mother stroked my head with her hand and said, "Good boy, my daughter has grown up!" " "At that time, my heart was full of joy. The next day, after my care, her mother's condition improved, and she praised everyone for saying that I was a good child and said, I'm sorry.

This is a happy man.

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One thing that moved me.

"Booming" the sound of class, we heard a thunder. After a while, after a flash of lightning, several raindrops the size of beans fell in autumn, and the sound of rushing quickly became a blockbuster.

The bell rang, and I thought, "God, this is terrible. I didn't have an umbrella or a raincoat, so I went back and got wet. " ? Thinking about it, the unconscious team went downstairs and arrived at the school gate. I hid in the crowd and imagined what would happen in the future. ....

& lt/ Just when I was impatient, a friendly voice suddenly came from my side. I looked back at Zhang's grandmother, and she kindly said to me, didn't you bring an umbrella? Do you want me to take you home? And the rainstorm may be too late. Yes, but I think she's so old and has been through a lot, but I also want to help her. I'm scared and a little ashamed. Although I was too hesitant, I agreed.

So, in the first chapter, grandma oyster was sent back to his house, and then she went down the steps and walked into my house. Along the way, the thunder did not stop raining. We go home step by step. I went to the top stairs and said, "Thank you, goodbye!" " "I watched it disappear in the rain with respect. Grandma, I was so touched that I was sent home from school! I will always remember this!

Going home, I think: the world will become better, as long as everyone gives a little love! God, I enjoy this love.

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There are many touching people in this world, there are many touching people. They are like the stars in the sky, flashing, illuminating people's hearts, illuminating people's little things like the stars in the sky, illuminating my heart, which I will never forget.

It was just a rainy afternoon. Mother and daughter are walking downstairs. At that time, relatively damp codes of conduct and ethics. There is fragrant soil in the air and on the ground. Green leaves, a few drops of green leaves add a little lovely flowers and smiling faces. The sky is so blue, the air is so fresh, and small insects are enjoying the gift of nature. People's coming out gradually added a lot of vitality to this beautiful painting. The little girl ran and sang like a beautiful spring and a lovely butterfly. She ran, ran, danced and sang, and soon she came to the only place where she could make way for them. Just like this, there is still a little water on it, which looks very slippery. She put on her trousers carefully and walked step by step. She also came to see my mother, and they shouted at her door, "Mom, the road is slippery, be careful!" " "There is a sweet smile, pointing to mother.

Although this is a small matter, the little girl who embodies a kind soul is very concerned about others. Although it is only a short sentence, it is a statue that can reflect her love for her mother. I saw this story. When I was a child, I often helped others, cared about others, shared happiness with others, and shared it with her, and finally won a happy life. There is also a student whose dear mother lived alone with her in childhood, but he went to college. Who will take care of her mother? He and his mother decided to go to college. The filial principal was finally moved to go to school with his mother under special circumstances. You see, caring for others and respecting elders is a virtue that people preach. It brings me a lot of inspiration, makes me remember it for a long time, makes people different, cares about others and respects elders, then the world will be better.

Suddenly, the door slowly closed, my childhood. Memories of the past, bitter music, happiness, anger ..... But I still remember one thing.

On Sunday afternoon and evening, when there were guests, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people. I also want to buy a pen. Panic, let's go to the roadside to buy food and sell vegetables. The stall owner is an old man. Look, this is an authentic weather-beaten old farmer.

Mother asked the price and began to bargain with him. Vegetables haggle over every ounce, and they won't cut the width of money by half. Anyway, I'm just an anxious mother, anxious mother, who hurriedly said that the money had been paid, so I left the fire in a hurry. To our surprise, on the way, my mother found the key and disappeared. What should I do? Pending will also show disappointment on the faces of guests who want to be mothers. Of course, in this forgotten and lost thing, who will return the money to you, let alone your things, the old people it cares about! "

After a fierce ideological struggle on the page, my mother decided to go back and try her luck, so we ran to the market.

I have mastered the market operation at night. In the dim light, we saw that the old man still existed, looking at the four, as if waiting. I went with my mother and grandpa recognized us. He touched the key with calloused hands. Mother showed him the position of his head, and all three of us laughed.

What are you looking at, a simple old man? what can I say? A guilty student, but ... I wish the old man a safe life!

2, I just went to kindergarten, my mother, I have always taken care of her. I can go to the third grade of primary school. My mother doesn't love my quilt that much. I cook by myself. I don't understand this question.

On this day, I rubbed my eyes, dressed him, cooked and cooked, and they went back. When I went up the stairs, I suddenly fell down and all the food was spilled on my hot hands. I cried. The crying alarmed Grandma Wang who lived downstairs. She came up and looked: "Oh, oh," he quickly put the medicine on my scalded hand and said, "Fortunately, it's hot today, so it's not hot after wearing a thick scar!" When I started crying, I saw my mother say, "It's okay, don't break the skin. Xiao Gu is a brave boy. Hurry and change clothes and go back for breakfast. " Why doesn't mom love me?

In the middle of the night, I woke up painfully. I saw my mother was not at home and sneaked out of bed. Her grandmother Wang's voice suddenly came: "This child can't be spoiled. He must face all the tests, although cruel, but it doesn't matter if it is our child! " "After a long conversation. Suddenly there was footsteps outside, and I knew my mother was coming. I immediately pretended to be asleep in bed. My mother opened the door and smiled when she saw "sleeping". She covered me with a quilt, touched my head and walked away. I open my eyes. Ah, my mother loves me. No, I don't. I have been thinking that tears of happiness are dripping down his cheeks.

Mom, you are great!

I remember it was a summer afternoon, and it was a heavy day, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming. In the morning, Dashe has informed me of the mock exam. Another colleague of mine said Dashe would check the foreign exchange business at 6: 30 in the afternoon. In the afternoon, as usual, all the branches went to the meeting, because the chief accountant and only the two of us withdrew money, and everyone was so busy that they were dizzy. At about five o'clock in the dark, the garbage flew more and more violently on the way when the wind began to blow-a storm was coming. Soon, the rain began to "bang ... straight down, smashing the glass. As a result of the heavy rain, the wind blew harder and harder, and the trees on the roadside scraped their knees. The stormy weather was" crowded ". ......

Near 5: 30, the rain weakened multinational customers and left in a hurry. 35 armored vehicles came to our bureau to escort, and the rain increased, and the water outside the road began to rise. Armored vehicles, we will continue to do some follow-up work. Suddenly, with a bang, the lights of the whole presidium went out, and only the host kept ringing B-B-"The two of us suddenly lost power in Mongolia! ! ""no! We'll check the main power switch right away. But the main power switch is fine! Look at the shop opposite the electric car. How did this happen? We called the power station at once. It turned out that the wire on our side was blown off by the wind and rain, and the maintenance was interrupted immediately, but it can be repaired at any time, but it is unknown. Oh ... we're trapped! The spare electric box with the external brake not turned on is outside! What we need to see is that the six major social examinations are just around the corner! We had to call the nearby branch office for help. However, it rained so hard that several trees on the roadside were blown down, lightning and thunder continued, and colleagues in nearby branches were helpless. The only way is to wait for the rain to subside. However, there is only one word "and". 10 minutes later, the rain did not weaken at all. The rain fell on the glass, and we saw the outside ... Suddenly, the family was wearing a yellow raincoat at the door! Oh, it turned out to be a colleague from a nearby department! Our time, immediately, seems to have suddenly appeared a glimmer of light in the dark world! We are more excited! Tell her to open the spare electric box outside quickly. " Bang-"the shutter door slowly began to rise. Ah ... we are finally "saved"! We cheered loudly ... my colleague put on her yellow raincoat again. When we thanked her quickly, she just smiled and was ready to leave by bike. Then, I noticed that her raincoat clung to her body and she was wet.

Disappear in the rain and watch her stagger on her bike. Suddenly, a faint sour smell came to my nose. Our colleagues share feelings, help each other, help each other and love each other. I think I will always remember that yellow raincoat!

Pan is an outstanding young man in our neighboring country. He's fine, but he's a little timid. Even if he cooks fish soup at ordinary times, the fish dare not kill him.

One sunny afternoon, a man suddenly smoked, and the neighbor ran down when he smelled the smoke, old man! "A man began to cry. At this time, we thought, the old man on fire, but who is grandpa, is still sleeping soundly at home! People began to talk about the savior, uncle.

"Lin An, you go.

"Why?"

"Uncle Door, it's time for you to wake up your uncle." Yun Yiyi. "

"It's time to go."

"Why?"

"Should be able to help uncle cook chicken soup! You won't turn off the gas, will you? "

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While we were arguing, Pan came up and asked, "What's the matter?"

"My uncle's firefighting uncle slept well at home and didn't want to save his uncle." Lin An said.

Pan looked at the growing smoke and said, "I'll go!" " "

Pan ... "We didn't say it. He has rushed into the corridor, and the smoke is rolling. We called 1 19. 19 minutes later, 1 19 people on the bus didn't see him get off. They began to worry about whether he would do so. 10 minutes later, we heard a familiar voice: "Come and help! "Pam, his grandfather, is over 70 years old.

"Ann, I can't let you go."

"Pan, you are amazing!"

...

"Please don't say, uncle went to the hospital! I don't care. "

"Ah." After my uncle went to the hospital, he found his own piece of cloth and one of his own clothes, and he didn't even go to the hospital.

/& gt； I witnessed all this at the window, and two lines of tears stayed. I was deeply moved. Every time I look at your window, you will feel that in modern society, how many people will like the image quality of the next latitude, but in modern society, do you need this personality to make mistakes? Pan and Harvey, they are our study objects.

In my memory, I was moved by many things. However, what I remember most is what happened two years ago.

It was a cold night, and in the middle of the night, he fell ill because of playing during the day. I have a splitting headache and I feel feverish all over. My mother woke me up with a groan and quickly asked with concern, "What's the matter, son?" "I feel sick." Mom, immediately touched my head with her rough hand, and then went to the living room to take out the thermometer and put it under my arm. "Hey, 39 degrees 7." Her mother quickly helped me get dressed without saying anything. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother rushed to register me, took me to see a doctor, and finally took me to the infusion room for infusion. After the nurse pushed me into the ward, after three o'clock, I was tired, sleepy and fell asleep.

When I woke up, the snow had stopped and I was sick. At this time, I saw my most touching scene-my mother was sitting on a small stool, lying in a hospital bed and falling asleep. I turned around and saw many medicines and delicious food on the bedside table. I knew when I slept that my mother bought this. I looked at it and said, "son, you should pay attention to your health in the future." Seeing this explanation, my tears turned several times in his eyes, and finally I couldn't help but flow out in real time.

It's been two years since this incident, but I still remember every detail. My dear mother, I will never forget it.

On Sunday afternoon, the mother of Children's Palace came home from class and passed by the farm near my home. My mother said that she would go shopping in the supermarket. I reluctantly waited at the gate of the farmer's market. Suddenly, amid all the shouts, my eyes accidentally saw a middle-aged woman, with a little girl next to her. She was about my age, wearing a yellow and white shirt and staring at a book in her hand. The way of reading is very charming. The vegetable seller shouted, there were many people, and she was busy on the phone. As soon as the little girl with a book was on the phone, she put down her book to help. Obviously, this is a mother and daughter.

She held the book and read it, only occasionally her mother called, and all the right-backs continued to read it on the bench. She should be able to concentrate on reading in such a noisy and dirty place.