Composition of "Happy Classroom", Volume 1, Volume 1, Sixth Grade, Chinese Language S Edition

"One Thing That Touched Me"

Time flies by, and half a semester has passed in the blink of an eye. Some of the memories like raindrops have been forgotten because of the passage of time. , some of them left an indelible mark in my heart because they were moved... Because they were moved, they left an indelible impression. Let me hold these rainwaters in my hands and tell you slowly!

It was a Friday, and it was raining heavily. I didn't listen to my parents' advice at noon and didn't bring an umbrella. Now God is against me, and it happened to rain at this time. "Dad won't come back today, and mom has to get off work at 5 o'clock. What should I do?" I whispered, "Damn God, if it doesn't rain early, I can't play. "What should I do at this time?" I complained. At this time, a classmate who didn't bring an umbrella like me secretly said that he was unlucky. Now I was much happier because I had a companion. I was about to ask her where she lived, but I heard "Mom, you're here!" "It turned out to be this classmate's mother. "I was dizzy. I finally had a companion, but I left again. "I had no choice but to swallow the bitterness in my stomach. I could only stand at the door of the classroom, hoping to see my mother coming. "Hey! What are you doing, standing here. "I looked for reputation, and it turned out to be my roommate Peng Jiamin. "I want you to take care of it." I deliberately looked into the distance and said shamelessly. "Hey, you didn't bring an umbrella (*^__^*)" Peng Jiamin said with a look on her face Smiling, "It's none of your business." I was still insisting. "I'll take you home." Peng Jiamin hesitated and said, "You, take me home?" "I looked in disbelief. "YES" Peng Jiamin nodded slightly. I still had doubts in my heart. I thought of Peng Jiamin and I quarreling every day and occasionally fighting. "Hey! "Idiot, are you leaving?" Peng Jiamin's words interrupted my train of thought, "Let's go, let's go," I replied in a panic.

On the way home, I felt like it wasn't raining anymore. , I looked up and saw a deep red. When I looked towards Peng Jiamin, there was only a small area covering her. I pushed the umbrella towards Peng Jiamin, but the umbrella gave way to me again. .....The rain is still falling, but my heart is so warm...

This incident really touched me

8. 50 cents made everyone cry! [

One day at noon, a woman who picked up rags took the rags to the scrap collection station to sell them, then rode a tricycle back and passed by a street. When the alley was deserted, a gangster suddenly jumped out from the corner of the alley. The gangster held a knife in his hand. He put the knife against the woman's chest and fiercely ordered the woman to hand over all the money she had. Come out. The woman was stunned and stood motionless. The gangster began to search her body. He found a plastic bag containing a wad of banknotes.

The gangster took it. He turned around and walked away. At this time, the woman reacted and immediately rushed forward and grabbed the plastic bag. The gangster pointed the knife at the woman and threatened her to let go. The woman held on tightly to the bag containing the money and refused to let go. The gangster helped the woman into a nearby police station, where they were received by a policeman. During the interrogation, the gangster confessed to the robbery, but the woman stood there trembling with cold sweat on her face. "You don't have to be afraid. The woman replied: "It hurts so much. My finger was broken by him." "As she spoke, she raised her right hand, and people discovered that the index finger of her right hand was hanging limply. She would rather have her finger broken off than let go of the money bag, which shows the number and weight of the money bag. The police then opened the bag containing banknotes. Suddenly, everyone present was shocked. There was only 8 yuan and 50 cents in the bag, all of which were one-cent and two-cent coins. gt;gt;gt; Those who walked together were unforgettable. The life was only 8 yuan and 50 cents, one had a broken finger, and the other became a criminal. It was really not worth it, and the town was in an uproar.

The police were confused: What force was supporting this woman so that she could not give up this mere 8 yuan and 50 cents despite the severe pain of breaking her finger? He decided to find out. Therefore, after sending the woman to the hospital for treatment, he followed the woman in the hope of finding the answer to the question. But what is surprising is that not long after the woman walked out of the hospital gate, she picked fruits at a fruit stall, and she picked them so seriously. She spent 8 yuan and 50 cents to buy a pear, an apple, an orange, a banana, a section of sugar cane, and a strawberry. She picked one of each fruit on the fruit stall until she spent 8 yuan and 50 cents. Not a penny is left.

The policeman opened his mouth in surprise. Could it be that the 8 yuan and 50 cents she saved at the expense of a finger was just to buy some fruit?

The woman carried a bag of fruit and went straight out of the city to a cemetery in the suburbs. The police discovered that the woman had walked to a secluded area where there was a new tomb. The woman stood in front of the new tomb for a long time, with a happy smile on her face. Then she leaned the bag against the tombstone and murmured to herself: "Son, mom is sorry for you. Mom was incompetent and couldn't cure your illness, so you died early when you were just 13 years old. Do you remember? ? When you were leaving, your mother asked you what your biggest wish was. You said: I have never eaten a perfect fruit. It would be great if I could eat a good fruit. I am so ashamed of you. My wish cannot be fulfilled. In order to treat you, my family has no money to buy a piece of fruit. But, my child, as of yesterday, my mother finally paid off all the debts she borrowed for your treatment. For 8 yuan and 50 cents, my child, mom can buy fruit. You see, there are oranges, pears, apples, and bananas... all of which are good. Mom buys them for you. The fruits are in good condition, not rotten at all. Mom carefully picked them one by one. You can eat them, my child, and you can try them..."

One thing that moved me

Living in this world, there will always be many things that make people feel sentimental and emotional. The world is not ruthless. People always have feelings. People only get along with each other. Some get along well with each other, and some don't get along well with each other. These are all very real phenomena!

There are many things that moved me the most:

When I was a child, my father pumped milk for me and fought with the shepherd’s dog in the ice and snow. My mother said it was very funny. But I am really touched. This often insists on my reasons for living. Because of these, people should live better! When I was a child, my father was a soldier. He was always upright, which is what I yearn for now. The sentries there often teased us. My mother often said that I almost died when I was a child. Later, I was saved by the commander's daughter, who was a doctor. Well, I've always been curious, why does it have to be the commander's daughter to be a doctor? Why can't other doctors save me? It must be very troublesome, so I'm always very touched. I am touched that my life is good. When I was young, I was really in trouble. I remember I often got sick, every week, so my father would often come back from the army to take me to the hospital for medical treatment. He would also often remember to stop military vehicles and sometimes take a jeep.

When I was in elementary school, I was sick once. On the way back, I couldn’t walk and walked very slowly. Later, the teacher told my mother about it and my mother carried me home. I remember that at that time It’s grown quite a bit too!

My parents have always been very good to me. When I was young, I was often scolded and sometimes beaten. Alas, when I think about it, the family rules at that time were a lot of no, no going into the river, no fighting, and so on. , so now I have to abide by everything, and sometimes I feel very happy if I violate it!

Now that I think about it, when I was in junior high school, high school, and college, I often talked back to my parents and made them angry. Now that I am an adult, I often still think about the gift my father gave me when I was in college. When I go to school, I always insist on going by myself, but he is always worried, so he will argue again! My father is very capable, but I am very poor, so I often think about doing my own thing without the help of my parents. Sometimes I often think, he is a big tree, and I am like a tree under its shade. When will Hou can grow up, what about transcending?

He went to the Party School in Beijing, and he did this for half a year or a year. He wrote to his mother, and I took the reply and remembered that he always asked us to study hard. It seemed that we were always stupid and couldn't do it. Learning is the same, well, isn’t it useless in the eyes of my father?

Some time ago, I showed my father "Information Technology Education" where my article was published, but he didn't want to read it. My mother said it was necessary to read it, so he got reading glasses to read it. Alas, it's a pity. What I write is courseware design. How can I make my dad understand this? Anyway, he read a few pages carefully and didn't express any opinions. However, he said that publishing articles in national magazines was a good thing and encouraged me to write more. Alas, it would be great if writing articles was so easy! I remember that my father used to be a reporter, secretary, and could also take photos, so I must have taken a lot of them!

One year I was published in "Liuzhou Daily" and asked my dad to help me collect a few photos as souvenirs. He was always very calm and said that I was late and Liuzhou Daily was sold out. But I asked my sister to find one for me, and I still remember it.

Sometimes I often think about when I can surpass my father’s ability. How can he be capable, so I always let him look down on me. Alas, living in this kind of eyes, sometimes I don’t want to look back. Home

You must be capable, be a good person, live a good life, and live a happy life. When you encountered difficulties in the past, sometimes you would not be able to figure it out, but you always think of it, since there are so many Things can be experienced, why can't we live well?

My mother often said that if you were a child, you would have died a long time ago if you had not been rescued by a doctor. Alas, if you died so early, what happiness would there be? So in my heart, I just want to have fun, visit various places in China, see things, and walk around. At the same time, I just now think of working hard and being a useful person. My reaction is always slower than others. It took me many years to figure it out. problematic. I often wonder why it takes me a long time to figure out many problems, sometimes a year or several years!

Anyway, live a good life. Although you may not have to take responsibility when you go to heaven, there are still too many worries in this world, so you can’t leave and you can’t bear to leave. Live and face it!

My parents moved me

The bright moon is brighter because of the night sky; the stream is clearer because of the pebbles; the flowers are brighter because of the green grass. And more gorgeous. Open the window and look at the night sky. The stars are shining brightly, adding gorgeous brilliance to the night. The earth is filled with a breath of love...

The topic of parents is ancient but more eternal, different. People always have different experiences and feelings. From ancient times to the present, many literati have written about the greatness of mother's love and the tenacity of father's love. Like Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song" and Zhu Ziqing's "Back View". The love I have experienced from my parents has no trace of the wind, and true love is silent. The kindness of my parents inspired the warmth of my soul.

The year I graduated from elementary school, the entire sixth grade had accumulated a strong learning energy. Not to be outdone, I increased my power and started reviewing intensively.

But unfortunately, at this time, I have to prepare for the final exam, plan the program for the "June 1" Children's Day, practice table tennis to participate in the competition, plus the Tianli School entrance exam, every day I am like a The machine that broke down was working non-stop without a moment to rest. But in the end, I got good grades in the final exam, stole the show on the stage, became more and more courageous on the table, and was admitted to Tianli School with high scores. What is it? Give me so much strength to overcome all these obstacles, and give me so much courage to overcome all difficulties? It's love! It was my parents who gave me a steady stream of encouragement, allowing me to stand up in the face of discouragement and regain my confidence many times.

When the school bell rang every day, I rushed to the playground at a very fast speed and started rehearsing each performance. My parents always smiled and watched me busy on the stage. A subtle breath of love shot into my heart like a ray of sunshine. After the rehearsal, I grabbed the ping-pong board and ran to the ping-pong table. Under the training of Teacher Zhang, I practiced chipping, spinning, lifting, mixing and various methods of serving and catching the ball. Sometimes my parents are admiring my playing skills. I often can’t help but secretly look at my parents with a look on my face. The encouragement from parents to their children contained in the exchange of eyes slowly integrates into my body. . I was sweating profusely from playing, and the sky was completely dark, so I quickly ran home, and accompanied by my parents, I started another process - solving mathematical problems. Sometimes, we grabbed the book and read the problem attentively; sometimes, we discussed it enthusiastically at the dinner table; sometimes, we held the pen and concentrated on the problem calculation on the draft paper... All the problems were solved in front of our family of three. Lying in bed at night, I couldn't help but feel some emotions in my heart - the love of parents is like water irrigating our hearts, pure, holy, without any impurities, but their love is more colorful than spring.

Some people say that love is innate, and family affection is the best model and teacher for us to understand love. No matter how great a person is, he cannot escape the range of love. The reason why human life has no boundaries is because the range of love itself has no boundaries.

If the mother is a stream, maternal love is the spring water flowing in the stream, delicate and gentle.

If the father is a mountain, father's love is the scenery standing on the mountain, broad and profound. ;

I was deeply moved by the love of my parents. Maybe this world is like this, full of touching. Let our emotions settle in our hearts, let our emotions sublimate in the sedimentation, and let our sublimated emotions color the world!

My happy life

I have a happy and happy family. I have a "good girl" in my family. A "shopaholic" mom and a "handyman" dad. Now, let me make the next introduction!

In our clean home, a "handyman" is indispensable, and he is my dad. Every day when I see something broken or dirty at home, my dad always comes forward. I remember one time, my desk lamp was broken, and I hurriedly called my dad. After my dad looked at me, he immediately got the tools and started repairing it. After a clanging sound, my desk lamp was repaired! I was about to say thank you to dad, but dad brought a rag, wiped the lamp carefully, and then asked me how it was. When I saw it, this was a desk lamp that had been used for many years. It was as good as new. I happily threw myself into my father's arms and said repeatedly: "Thank you, good dad!" Dad smiled happily.

Looking at the wardrobe full of colorful clothes of all sizes, I remembered the scene of shopping with my "shopaholic" mother. One day at noon, as soon as I finished my lunch, my mother took me to Xidan without saying a word. I asked my mother: "Why are you so anxious?" My mother said: "There is a big sale in Xidan today." We quickly ran to the third floor and bought 3 pieces of clothes, and then bought a basket of daily necessities. At this time, I seemed to be discouraged. He insisted on asking his mother to go home, and then her mother went home gloomily.

I am a "good girl" at home. I go home from school every day and check my homework carefully after completing it. I help my parents with housework every day.

In fact, this is not my instinct. I am the best at taking care of others. I remember one time my mother was sick and my father was on duty, so I decided to take care of my mother. I made tomato and egg noodles for my mother first, and then gently served it to her. My mother was very touched and I was also very happy. After my mother finished eating, she stroked my head and said, "How good, my daughter has grown up!" I felt very happy at that time. The next day, under my care, my mother's condition improved. She always praised me as a good boy when meeting everyone, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

This is our family, a happy family.

One thing that moved me

"Boom!" During class, we heard a thunder. After a while, after a burst of lightning, a few raindrops as big as beans fell down, and soon they made a loud splash.

"Ding dong", the bell rang after class, and I thought: Oops, I'm in a terrible situation now. I didn't bring an umbrella or a raincoat. Will I turn into a drowned rat when I walk back like this? I thought about it and followed the team downstairs unknowingly. When I arrived at the school gate, I hid in the crowd, imagining what would happen later...

Just when I was anxious, a friendly voice suddenly came from beside me, and I turned around. Look, it turned out to be Zhang Jihao's grandmother. She said to me kindly: "Zhang Yiran, didn't you bring an umbrella today? How about I take you home? It will rain heavily after a while, and it will be too late." I said: "OK". But I thought: She is already so old, and she is still walking in the wind and rain, but I still ask her to help. I am afraid it is a bit embarrassing. Although I had some hesitation, I still agreed.

So, the old lady sent Zhang Jihao back to his home, and then walked towards my house step by step. Along the way, thunder continued and the rain fell harder. We walked step by step and finally returned home. I walked into the stairwell and said, "Thank you, bye!". I watched with respect as the old lady gradually disappeared into the rain. This was such a touching thing for me! An old lady sent me home from school! I will remember this forever!

When I got home, I thought: As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better place! That day, I enjoyed this love

In this world, there are many touching people and many touching things. They are like stars in the sky, twinkling, illuminating people's hearts, behavior and morality. There is a little thing that shines in my heart like a star and I can never forget it.

It was an afternoon after a light rain, and a mother and daughter went downstairs for a walk. At that time, the air and the ground were relatively moist, exuding the fragrance of earth. There are also a few small water drops on the green leaves, which add a bit of cuteness to the green leaves. The flowers also appeared with smiling faces one after another. The sky is so blue, the air is so fresh, and the small insects are enjoying the gifts of nature. People have also come out for activities one after another, adding a lot of vitality to this beautiful painting. The little girl ran and sang, like a beautiful, eye-catching and lovely butterfly in spring. She ran and ran, jumped and danced, and sang and sang, and soon she came to a place that they must pass through. There is still a little water on the road that must be passed, and it looks very slippery. She carefully rolled up her pants and walked over step by step. When she saw her mother coming, she shouted to her mother from a distance: "Mom, the road is slippery, please be careful!" After that, she smiled sweetly at her mother.

Although this is a small thing, it reflects the little girl’s kind heart of caring for others. Although it is only a short sentence, it can reflect her love and respect for her mother. I saw a story about a child who often helped others, cared about others, shared happiness with others, and shared the sorrows of others, and finally won a happy life. There is another student who has respected his mother since he was a child and lived with her. But when he goes to college, who will take care of his mother? He resolutely decided to take his mother to college. Its filial piety finally moved the principal, and he took his mother to school. You see, caring for others and respecting elders are virtues that are praised by people.

This incident brought me a lot of inspiration and made me think about it for a long time. If everyone cares about others and respects their elders, then the world will be better.

In the blink of an eye, the door to childhood has slowly closed to me. Looking back on the past, there are some bitterness, some joy, some joy, some anger... But there is one thing that remains fresh in my mind.

On Sunday afternoon, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market. The market was crowded because I wanted to buy pens. In desperation, we went to a vegetable stall on the roadside to buy vegetables. The stall owner is an old man, and you can tell at a glance that he is an authentic old farmer who has experienced many hardships.

My mother came up and asked the price, and then started negotiating with him. But the vegetable seller was so fussy that he refused to lower his price by even half a dime. I was urging my mother impatiently, and my mother was also anxious, so she hurriedly weighed the food, paid for it, and left in a hurry. Unexpectedly, halfway through, my mother discovered that the key was missing. What should I do? There are guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother had a disappointed expression on her face. "I must have forgotten it at that stall. If I lost something, who would return it to you, let alone that fussy old man. Consider yourself unlucky!"

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

It was already evening when we got there, and there were not many people in the market. Under the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, looking around as if waiting for someone. My mother and I walked up, and the grandfather recognized us. He handed the key to my mother with his calloused hands. My mother nodded to him knowingly, and the three of us laughed happily.

Looking at the simple old man in front of me, what else can I say? A feeling of guilt arises spontaneously. I wish the old man a safe life!

2. When I first entered kindergarten, my mother always took good care of me. But after I entered the third grade of elementary school, my mother no longer loved me as much as before. She asked me to fold my own quilts and cook my own meals. I never understood this problem.

On this day, I rubbed my eyes, put on my clothes, and then went to get some food. After I got the food ready, I walked back. When I was going up the stairs, I suddenly fell and all the rice was spilled. The hot soup flowed onto my hands. I cried. The crying alarmed Grandma Wang who lived downstairs. She came up and took a look: "Ah, it's terrible!" He hurriedly went down to get medicine, rubbed it on my burned hands, and said, "Fortunately, I wore thick clothes today, otherwise I would have to wear thick clothes." There was a big scar from being burned!" When I heard this, my mother saw it and said, "It's okay, isn't it just a little bit of skin damage? "Why doesn't mom love me?"

In the middle of the night, I was woken up by pain. When I saw that my mother was not at home, I secretly got out of bed. Suddenly, my mother's voice came from Grandma Wang's house: "This child cannot be spoiled. He must face all tests by himself. Although it is a bit cruel, this is For the sake of the children!" Another long conversation followed. Suddenly there were footsteps outside, and I knew my mother was coming in. I immediately lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep. My mother opened the door and smiled when she saw me "sleeping". She covered me with the quilt, touched my head, and then walked away. I opened my eyes, ah, my mother still loves me, she doesn't love me. As I thought about it, tears of happiness flowed down my cheeks.

Mom, you are so great!

3. I remember that it was a summer afternoon, and the sky was very heavy, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming. In the morning, Taishe had notified me and another colleague that we would go to Taishe at 6:30 pm to take a mock test of the foreign exchange business exam. In the afternoon, the branch's business volume was as heavy as usual, and because the chief accountant had gone to a meeting, we were the only two tellers left, so everyone was dizzy with work. Around five o'clock, it was almost dark, the wind started to blow harder and harder, and garbage was flying all over the road - a storm was coming. After a while, the rain started to fall with a heavy bang, like smashing glass. The wind also blew harder and harder, and the big trees on the roadside were bent down. It was stormy outside, and the branch was "busy" inside...

It was almost half past five, the rain had subsided, and many customers had finished their business and left in a hurry.

At 5:35, the deposit truck arrived (because our branch was the first stop for payment). At this time, the rain increased again, and the water on the road outside also began to rise. After the deposit car left, we continued to do some follow-up work. Suddenly, there was a "thump--" and the lights in the entire branch went out, and only the main unit was heard ringing "B——B——" continuously. We were both confused at once! "Power outage?!" No! We immediately went to check the main power switch. But the main power switch is fine! Look, the shop opposite also has electricity. How could this happen? We immediately called the power station to ask. It turned out that the wires on our side were interrupted by the wind and rain. We immediately sent people to repair it, but it was unknown when it would be repaired. Oh...we're trapped! Because the roller shutter outside has no power and cannot be opened, the spare electrical box is outside! It's almost six o'clock, and we have to go to the big society for the exam! We had no choice but to call the nearby branch to "ask for help." However, the rain was so heavy that several trees on the roadside had been blown down, and lightning and thunder continued. Colleagues at the nearby branch were helpless. The only way was to wait for the rain to subside. Helplessly, there is only one word "wait". Ten minutes passed, and the rain did not weaken at all. The rain hit the glass and we could no longer see clearly outside... Suddenly, a man wearing a yellow raincoat appeared at the door! ...Oh, it turned out to be a colleague from a nearby branch! We immediately jumped up from our chairs, as if a ray of light suddenly appeared in the dark world! We couldn't be more excited! He hurriedly asked her to open the backup power box outside. "哐——" The rolling shutter began to rise slowly. Ah... We were finally "rescued"! We were cheering loudly... and the colleague had already put on her yellow raincoat again. At this time, we hurriedly thanked her, but she just smiled and got on her bicycle to leave. Only then did I notice that her raincoat was clinging to her body and her whole body was already soaked.

Looking at her riding a bicycle and disappearing into the wind and rain, suddenly there was a sour feeling in her nose. This is the friendship between colleagues, the spirit of helping each other and caring for each other. I think I will always remember that yellow raincoat!

4. Pan An is a very good young man in our community, and he is also very kind, but he is a bit timid and afraid of getting into trouble. He doesn’t even dare to kill the fish himself when making fish soup.

One sunny afternoon, smoke suddenly started coming out of a building. The neighbors smelled the smoke and ran down. "Old man!" one person shouted. At this time, everyone thought that the old man was on fire, but the old man was still sleeping soundly at home! People started talking about who would save the old man.

"An Lin, you go."

"Why?"

"You are the uncle's opponent. You should have woken up the uncle at that time."

"That Zhang Yun should go."

"Why?"

"It should be because you helped the uncle cook the chicken soup! Don't you Have you turned off the gas? "

......

While everyone was arguing, Pan An came over and asked: "What's going on?"

"The uncle's house is on fire, but he is sleeping at home! But no one is willing to save him." An Lin said.

Pan An looked at the thickening black smoke and said, "I'll go!"

"Pan..." Before anyone could say anything, he had already rushed in In the corridor filled with smoke, everyone immediately dialed 119. Ten minutes passed and the 119 car arrived. Before people saw him coming down, they began to worry that he would be fine. Another 10 minutes passed, and everyone heard a familiar voice: "Come and help!" It was Pan An, it was him! He was carrying an old man who was over 70 years old and walked towards everyone.

"Xiao An, I'm sorry for you."

"Pan An, you are amazing!"

......

"Don't Besides, take the uncle to the hospital quickly! It doesn't matter to me."

"Hey." After everyone sent the uncle to the hospital, he found a piece of cloth and bandaged his wound. I didn’t go to the hospital either.

I witnessed all this in front of the window, and two lines of tears stayed behind. I was deeply moved by him. Every time I stand at that window, I think about how many people in modern society will be like him, possessing the same qualities as Halway. Isn’t this kind of character needed in modern society? ? Pan An and Halwei, they are both role models for us to learn from.

5. In my memory, there are many things that touch me. However, the most unforgettable thing for me was what happened two years ago.

It was a cold night. Because I was playful during the day, in the middle of the night, the disease pulled me out of my dream. I had a splitting headache and my whole body felt warm. My mother was awakened by my moans and asked with concern: "Son, what's wrong?" "I feel bad." My mother immediately touched my head with her rough hands, then ran to the living room, took out the thermometer, and inserted Up to my armpits. "Hey, thirty-nine degrees seven." Mom said nothing and hurriedly helped me put on my clothes. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother hurriedly registered me, took me to see a doctor, and finally took me to the infusion room for infusion. After the nurse pushed me to the ward, it was already three o'clock in the morning. I was tired and sleepy, so I fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, the snow had stopped and my condition was much better. At this time, I saw the most touching scene - my mother was sitting on a small stool, lying on the edge of the hospital bed and fell asleep. I turned around and saw many medicines and delicious food on the bedside table. , I know this is what my mother bought me when I was sleeping. There was a note on the bedside table. I picked it up and read it. It said: "Son, please pay attention to your health in the future." When I saw this note, tears rolled in my eyes several times, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore. Live flow out.

Although two years have passed since this incident, I still remember every detail of this incident. I will never forget my mother's kindness to me.

On Sunday afternoon, my mother came to the Children's Palace to pick me up from class. She passed by a vegetable market near my home. My mother said she wanted to go in to buy vegetables. I reluctantly waited at the entrance of the market. Suddenly, amidst the noisy hawking, my eyes accidentally caught sight of a little girl, who was about the same age as me. She was wearing a yellowed white shirt, and her big, bright eyes were staring at the bag in her hand. It's a book that seems to be fascinating to read. There is a middle-aged woman selling vegetables next to her and shouting. When there are many people and she is too busy, she will call the little girl holding a book and read it. As long as she calls, she will put down the book in her hand. Helping, apparently, is a mother and daughter.

She just held this book and read it, but occasionally she would be called by her mother. When nothing happened, she would go back to the bench and continue reading. She can actually concentrate on reading in such a noisy and messy environment. If it were me, I would definitely be annoyed to death by the noisy sound, let alone reading. I thought about how when I usually do homework at home, as long as The sound of a TV playing a program came from the next room, and I would immediately be distracted. I would always think about my favorite cartoons, and I would find all kinds of excuses and reasons to watch them. But I really can't understand how she can read so intently in such a noisy environment like a vegetable market! Maybe she's already used to it. In any case, I admire her for being able to read in such an environment, and she is also able to help her mother do something, which makes me very touched.

At this time, my mother bought the groceries and came over. I told my mother what I had just seen. Mom said: "You have to learn from her. It's not easy for her to read in such a noisy environment. It shows that she is very at ease and will not be disturbed by other things. If you study like her, then your grades will be better." You will improve and your studies will progress." After listening to my mother's words, I nodded and agreed in my heart

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