Once touched me.

Composition 1: "A sentence that touched me" is 600 words, a sentence that touched me.

Liu Zhiwen

"Misfortune is unkind, unkindness is unjust, and injustice is disloyalty" is my grandmother's motto. Now, she has left us, but she has left mercilessly. However, when I open the old books in the past, those little things are still vivid in my mind ~

I remember talking back to my parents when I was a child. Once, my mother found a mistake in my homework. He said, "Look at you, you are so careless. Can you be serious? " . I retorted, "Are you tired of having too many things on your own?" However, my grandmother heard this. She told me earnestly, "You must remember what I said for a lifetime. You may not understand, but you will understand when you grow up. " Unfilial is heartless, heartless is unjust, and unjust is disloyalty. "Sure enough, I didn't understand. But I realized my mistake and decided not to make it again.

In my mind, I spent the longest time with my grandmother. Whenever my mother buys something delicious, I will never forget my grandmother and won't leave it to myself.

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Share it with grandma.

I remember once, my mother bought some candied dates. I quickly picked the biggest one and stuffed it into grandma's mouth. Although I didn't eat it, it was sweet from beginning to end. Grandma held me in her arms and asked me, "Do you know what filial piety is?" I nodded and said, "Do you want to respect my parents and all those who love me?" Grandma nodded with relief.

Now, what can I do for my grandmother? I think I can only remember this motto, which begins with filial piety and ends with loyalty. However, at this point, I still can't help but burst into tears. Silent reading: "unfilial and heartless, heartless and unjust, unjust and disloyal." I will always remember this motto and let it accompany me all my life ~

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Composition 2: "That once touched me-"700 words were in summer and scorching sun.

My friends and I are on our way back to school.

In an instant, a few thin raindrops hit our faces and gradually became thicker.

It rained harder and harder, and the breath of summer was spilled away from the beginning. We ran as fast as we could to the station.

Finally, I arrived at the station. It's raining without any worries. I looked up at the watch in the station. It's already one o'clock in the afternoon! I'm gonna be late. The sound of rain outside and our heartbeat combine into a symphony with a fast rhythm. However, another unexpected thing came-we forgot to bring money! Some of us.

People kept spinning around in the station, too anxious to speak. The wind seems to laugh at us too. The rain never stops. I sighed at the heavy rain outside the station. At this moment, an extremely gentle and calm voice broke the tense atmosphere: "Son, don't pay the money, let's go, you will be late." She smiled at us, and her deep eyes, like deep pools, beckoned us to walk in. In a short time, her smile turned into a warm current, which flowed into each of us. That invisible thing touched me bit by bit and moistened my heart for a long time, so that I will never forget that aunt!

In this way, we got on the bus. Somehow, the wind stopped breathing at this moment, and the rain seemed to feel the breath and gradually became smaller. A beautiful rainbow appeared on the horizon, just like my aunt's smile.

Because of that aunt, we are not late, we are strangers to her, but because of her smile, I feel her warmth, just a smile, a simple sentence, but how many people's hearts have been touched! This simple warmth, like the spring breeze, permeates everyone's heart. ...

Love is everywhere, and the world is everywhere.

Love is not only great but also simple.

Where is love? It exists in each of us. Yes, we don't ask for anything in return, just love!

It's rainy in summer now, and I will think of that aunt again. Whenever I go to that station again, I can't help but feel a ripple in my heart.

Composition 3: "That sentence touched me" 800 words I don't know which celebrity said it-maybe you were moved by a smile, a look, a blessing and an exhortation; I was also touched by a touch of dawn, a green leaf, a dewdrop and a bright spring; Moved by the lamb kneeling on the chest, the crow feeds back, protects the flowers, and leaves return to their roots …

Yes, I was moved by the simplest and most common sentence. Maybe it's because I am easily moved! Maybe it's because the person who said this moved me!

It was an ordinary Wednesday. As usual, at this time, I am on my way to school. But unlike usual, I met something that moved me on the road. I always don't like breakfast in the morning, and finally I couldn't stand the' protest' in my stomach and walked into a restaurant. I asked for a bowl of soup and a steamed stuffed bun, so I found a place to sit down. Taste it slowly with relish. While I was enjoying the delicious food. I just heard the boss say, "get out! Don't interfere in my affairs! " At first, I didn't take it seriously either. After all, I have to go to school and have no time to meddle! But the boss's other words finally made me sit still. "If you don't get out, I'll hit someone!" "Turning my head, I saw an old man in rags standing at the door with a snake belt in his hand. At first, I thought he was begging. 1 but his next sentence changed my point of view. " Why not let me in for dinner? I can't afford it! "

Yes! That's right. Not that people have no money. Why don't they come in for dinner? I despise this kind of boss most! Bully the weak and fear the hard. Just as I was about to argue with him, an uncle dressed in black, bow tie and shoes came forward and said to the boss, "We are born from the same root, so it's too urgent to make friends." Besides, this old man is your elder. 1 We can't deny a person just because of his clothes and work, can we? "The boss just wanted to refute. When he saw the man's clothes, he turned his impatient face into a face full of smiles and said,' Yes, yes, your criticism is right. Don't dare next time! "Then he helped the old man into the house. Young people are close behind.

"Thank you! Young people! " Grandpa said with tears. Uncle smiled and said, "You're welcome, old man! We are all descendants of the Chinese people, and it is appropriate to help each other! " I saw the old man just nodding. "This is the same root, why rush to fry?" A simple poem explains the relationship between people. Alas ..... this really taught me a lesson! What about me? I had to walk out of the restaurant with tears in my eyes.

Composition 4: "A sentence that touched me" is 700 words. Might as well get up and do it.

Mclynn Killman Liu

When the headmaster suggested that each of us write an article that touched my heart, I thought a lot. Some people have touched me, but today, I want to write a sentence that touches my heart.

During the Spring Festival, there is a new atmosphere everywhere. I took my little son, who is almost five years old, to his grandmother's house to pay a New Year call. Along the way, the little guy was very excited and his eyes were busy. I followed him outside the car, familiar with roads and similar scenery, and absent-minded. Suddenly, my eyes were taken away by the slogan next to the door of a unit, and my emotions were surging. Although I was in the car, I was in a flash.

Why will I never forget these words?

I was lost in thought. ...

It turns out that over the years, I have experienced too many "sit and talk".

Colleagues won the prize after class, happy and envious. I really want to be like them. Another student's paper was published, and he earned the manuscript fee, so he fantasized about when this day would come. But I seldom pay attention to their behind-the-scenes efforts, let alone their personal studies. In fact, the brilliance of any pearl can not be separated from its long-term and painful tempering before it releases its brilliance. It is better to walk than sit and talk. Action is often the key to success.

Do anything, if there is no "action" to play the role of the east wind, you will still achieve nothing.

At this time, I can't help but think of the scene of leading the children to practice calligraphy together last year, because I seldom paid attention to practicing calligraphy from school to work, although I always strictly asked the children to write carefully and beautifully in teaching. The child is very obedient and will do most of his homework carefully, but it is not beautiful. I was puzzled for a long time until I practiced calligraphy by myself last year. When I was free, I would practice with the children in my class to discuss how to write this word beautifully and how to write that word beautifully. After a lot of practice, I found that my handwriting and children's handwriting have changed a lot. For a while, our relationship became close, and I gradually guided them to write, and they sometimes encouraged me. Now that I think about it, isn't it right to say "it's better to walk than to get up"

Too much preaching to students, no matter how extravagant it is, it is better to calm down and talk to him.

Children practice together, so that you get twice the result with half the effort.

Thought of here, I suddenly enlightened. Why do these words attract my eyes and shock my heart? So this is the spirit I have been lacking for so many years.

Composition 5: "That once touched my love story" is 300 words, which once touched my love.

One busy morning, I took the elevator and rushed downstairs, pushing my bike to the door, only to find that the iron gate was shaking open. Looking down, a little boy was struggling to open the heavy door. Because it is winter, he wears a lot, like a ball, which is more difficult. Soon, his forehead was covered with sweat.

I couldn't bear it, so I reached out to help him. But he was stubborn and stubborn, sipping his mouth and pushing the door as wide as he could, refusing to let me help. I looked at the sweat on his face, watched him stagger, and finally tried my best to push the door open.

The lovely child smiled and gave me a "please" gesture. When I pushed the car out, his strength was exhausted and the iron gate finally slammed. He grinned at me, made a "goodbye" gesture, and didn't forget to shout "goodbye sister". Neighborhood love each other, which is especially precious.

I waved to him and began to run in the direction of the sun. I never knew which floor the child lived on and I never saw him again. But I know that in that early winter morning, I harvested a ray of bright sunshine.

Composition 6: The 800 words "Once Touched My Love" once touched my love and kept falling on the road of growth, but there was always my father's warm and powerful hand that gently picked me up, giving me warmth and strength and touching that budding heart again and again. -inscription

Memory quickly returned to the starting point, and two deja vu figures appeared vaguely. ...

"Dad, will you put me down? Let's race. I am sure I can surpass you! " "Well, today I want to see if my baby daughter can run past me!" The wide street echoed with the happy laughter of father and daughter, drifting in the boundless darkness. ...

Although it is getting late, the snow elves can't wait to see this strange world they have never seen before. They keep jumping out. The street lamps on the street emit attractive yellowish light, quietly. Gently stroking these lovely elves, but also stroking this pair of father and daughter who enjoy family happiness. Naughty and competitive since I was a child, I had a whim to ask for a race with my father. As a result, two running figures, one large and one small, appeared on the street where the figure fell.

Dad got up the courage to pretend to run in front, and I chased after him desperately. Although my father only used a little effort, even if I tried my best, I couldn't catch up with him. Dad kept encouraging me in front and said, "Qian Qian, you have to hurry. Dad dumped you for a long time! I also said that I can surpass me, ashamed. " As soon as I heard this, I was anxious, so I accelerated and rushed forward desperately, forgetting that the ground was covered with thick snow. "plop-"a not very heavy voice, I fell heavily to the ground. My hand touched the cold snow, and my mouth also contained a mouthful of snow, which hurt so much and was so cold. The light reflected by the snowflake stung my eyes, as if laughing at me and deliberately targeting me. Tears came out without saying hello when my nose was sour. Father turned around at once when he heard this movement. Seeing me like this, he flew to me. I felt a pair of big hands gently lifting me from the ground. In the dim light, I seem to see his brows knit together, and help me to pat off the snow in distress, for fear of hurting me and drying my tears. I held my little hand, which was red with cold and covered with snowflakes, tightly in my hand, and my palm suddenly became hot. Then he gently held me in his arms with his powerful big hand, sang my favorite song for me and walked forward. I don't know what I felt at that time, but I felt a warm current running in my body and touching every cell.

In the following days, I don't know how many times I fell down again, but every time I fell down, my father's warm big hand always picked me up, so that I was no longer cold and afraid.

Composition 7: "That once touched my love" 800 words once touched my love.

The warm sunshine shines on the earth, the lingering drizzle moistens the seedlings, and the flying winter snow dresses up the mountains and rivers. Sincere feelings can soothe the soul, warm the world and make us feel the beauty of the world. I have trudged on the road of life for fifteen years, but when I look back, all I can see is fragments of my memory. Among them, what impressed me most was my former Chinese teacher, who taught me to cheer up in adversity and gave me the courage to embark on a new journey. She made me understand that there are many stumbling blocks in my life. We have to summon up courage to face them, overcome difficulties, hone ourselves in the face of difficulties, and let stumbling blocks become the cornerstone of future life growth. I will never forget what my teacher taught me, and I will always remember my teacher's kindness. Remember when I first entered the seventh grade, I was longing for my dreams and eager to learn, but I gave up my original ideals and goals because of a failed exam? From then on, I became a "bad boy", didn't finish my homework, didn't listen carefully in class, even talked back to the teacher in class, and my classmates gradually alienated me.

What impressed me most was that my handwritten newspaper was painted in a mess. The Chinese teacher slapped me. She said, "Where are the students who once made me proud?" Don't be discouraged by this little ordeal, learn to cheer up. Sima Qian suffered from prison and lived a life of purgatory, but he didn't give up. He wrote a famous work "Historical Records" with tenacious perseverance, which changed the past and the present and became a family statement. Beethoven created world-famous moonlight music in the shadow of physical disability. A Bing, a blind composer, used erhu to retrograde in a sad river, and created a wonderful "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon". Hong Zhanhui silently endured the great grief of his father's illness and his mother's running away from home, propped up the troubled family alone and shouldered the responsibility of taking care of his sister. The misfortune of life and the difficulties of family did not overwhelm him, because he had a strong and optimistic heart. "And why can't I grow up in adversity? I should learn to cheer up and summon up courage to face difficulties and setbacks. Open the textbook, there is a small purple paper, with a faint coffee smell. It said: flowers are beautiful, applause is touching, it can affirm the achievements of some people but can not deny the value of some people. So I should learn to face setbacks.

The teacher's words are like the sunshine in winter, which makes the poor feel the warmth of the world. The teacher's words are like a light rain in spring, which makes lonely people enjoy the nourishment of their hearts. The spring rain dyed the earth red, but disappeared silently in the soil. Teacher, you are the spring rain in our hearts. We will never forget you. I will never forget your confession!

Grade two of Beiluo junior high school: Li Huan

Composition 8: "That once touched my love" 700 words once touched my love.

The most precious thing in the world is love, but love is silent. Maybe love is always around us, and they often

At that casual moment, he helped us silently. ...

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In my memory of the sky, full of memories of the stars, recording my growth bit by bit. I have forgotten some things, but

But there is only one thing I will never forget. ...

I still clearly remember that it was a Thursday afternoon, and the fifth class was Chinese, and the sun just shone on my eyes.

I can't open my eyes. It's hot, and tears the size of soybeans are running down my head. I don't know what to do.

At a good time, the teacher came over and just covered the sun with his body. My heart secretly rejoiced: "Teacher, don't go!" " "

But in a short time, the teacher left because he went to write on the blackboard. The needle-like sunshine stung me again, but it made me unforgettable afterwards.

What happened? ...

The teacher finished writing and came to me again, just covering the sun. I suddenly realized that the teacher's behavior was not

This is not an accident, but another meaning.

I looked up and saw that the teacher's head was covered with sweat. The teacher noticed me and nodded to me, as if to tell me:

Study hard and the teacher will help you in the back!

Li Shangyin's untitled song "Spring silkworms will weave until they die, and tears will run out every night" must also describe the teacher! Who says love is a mother?

Pro-patent, who said that only the love of parents is selfless and great? If love is compared to a stove in winter, then a teacher's love is like bamboo.

The lush bamboo in the forest is straight and fresh. Teachers' love is the same, giving us all light and heat at the expense of self.

I dedicated my youth!

It has been more than two years since this incident, and the scene that appeared that day still haunts my mind; Teacher's tall body, teacher.

I will never forget that expectant nod!

Teacher, although your students have left your side now, they will always remember you, and your teaching of bachelor will keep them in prison.

Keep it firmly in mind that every bit that students get along with you will become a shining star in students' memory!

-P.S.

Composition 9: The Man Who Moved Me was moved by 800 words, which may be a person, an event, a word, a gesture, a look, or even a silence. The real touch is that whenever I think about it, I will melt into the softest corner of my heart. There is a person who has left such a touch in my life. Time passed quickly from that day on, but I can still describe the situation of that day from the footprint of time. It was the school sports meeting, and the autumn sun shone warmly on the playground, and the students were enjoying themselves. ...

Moved, may be a person, an event, a word, a gesture, a look, or even a silence. The real touch is that whenever I think about it, I will melt into the softest corner of my heart. There is a person who has left such a touch in my life.

Time passed quickly from that day on, but I can still describe the situation of that day from the footprint of time. It was the school sports meeting. The autumn sunshine shines warmly on the playground, and the students are enjoying this rare time. At that time, I lost the game and felt that even the numbered cloth I was wearing had the same shame. I walked slowly to the high platform, sat down and looked at the sky helplessly, only feeling that someone was sitting next to me. I didn't go to see it then.

The man slowly began to comfort me and made me very happy. Slowly, I felt her sincerity, not perfunctory comfort. She said to me, "Don't be pessimistic all the time. Someone will win the first place. You just have to work hard next time. " The sun shone gently on her side face, and she smiled slightly. Although there are no dimples, it is still beautiful to smile.

To make me happy, she told me her secrets and jokes. Although I didn't laugh, my tears were coming out. I was so touched at that time. This is a person's sincerity. She accompanied me to be sad, shared and moved. . . . . . Just watch her slowly. Look at her. . . . . . Inadvertently seeing her wiping away tears, a long tear mark was dragged out of the corner of her eye, which was very conspicuous under the sunlight. I hope she can wipe away my tears, too. I hope so. . . . . .

I hope that day can be longer, so that I can take one more look and stay at that moment. The picture at that moment was so beautiful, the lawn at that moment, the playground at that moment, the sprinter at that moment, the sunshine at that moment, and the people who sat next to me and touched me at that moment.

People who have touched me, in my life, are like comets dragging their beautiful tails across the sky. Although they are short-lived, they are still moved. . . . .

A person needs to remember and be moved, although it is only once, but it can last forever in our lives. . . . . .

Once touched my love.

Wei Rong

Love is the sunshine in the morning, giving people the warmth of the day; Love is the spring rain, nourishing the thirsty earth; Love is also a stepping stone in life, knocking on the window of our hearts. Your love has touched me countless times.

I have lived in your house since I was a child, and I still do. You get up early every morning to cook for me, three meals a day. It seems that I seldom went home at that time. Of course, I will be very kind to you. If someone speaks ill of you, I think the wronged tears will flash in my eyes. You will also teach me to sing and call me multiplication formula, although your knowledge is limited. When it rains, if you can't go home at noon, remind your mother or bring me food in person. Grandma, you touched me.

When I grow up, I feel a little alienated from you. I like going home. Because digital TV was just installed at home at that time, there were not many stations in your home. I will also go home for lunch and dinner, perhaps because I think I always eat your meal. My uncles will be unhappy, perhaps because your food is not clean. My mother always said that your mother spoiled me. what can I do? You always depend on me. You put the dishes in front of me when you eat.

Although I always quarrel with you now, I have been trying to restrain myself. Unconsciously, fifteen spring and autumn years have passed. With the growth of age, I should be more and more sensible, but I seem to be less and less sensible. Because I am in a rebellious period, I always refute you, quarrel with you, say something that hurts you, and you forgive me again and again.

I remember going back to school that summer vacation. I forgot to tell you when I left, but you looked for me for most of the morning. I didn't know I was at school until I went to my classmate's house.

You have been telling me for years that your leg hurts, and your love makes me feel guilty and distressed. I seem to be used to letting you pour me water and bring me bowls and chopsticks, but now it's time for me to reflect and change myself slowly. Learn to be considerate of your nagging and your well-meaning grandmother. Thank you for touching my love countless times ~ Grandma, I love you ~

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