Seventh grade composition of small hands holding big hands

The most important thing for an ancient civilized country is that everyone must have civilized qualities. Only such a country can truly be called a civilization. Small hands holding big hands is a kind of inheritance of civilization. Below is a composition about little hands holding big hands for seventh grade that I collected for you. I hope it can help you! Chapter 1: Small hands holding big hands

There is a sculpture on my study table - big hands holding small hands. I often ponder: Whose is this strong big hand? Whose are these tender little hands? oh! This big hand is dad's hand, isn't this little hand my hand? Dad’s big hand holds my little hand, always protecting me, always leading me, always encouraging me. That winter, it was extremely cold with ice and snow, so my father took me to climb Jingting Mountain.

I had just climbed halfway up the mountain and I was already freezing. My hands were red from the cold, my ears were covered in frostbite, and my body was shivering in the cold wind. My strong father saw me frozen like this, so he quickly helped me sit in the pavilion for a while, took out a coat from his backpack and put it on me, and held my frozen little hands tightly with his big warm hands. . Suddenly, a warm current spread throughout his body. After a while, I also felt warm, and my father advised me to continue climbing up, but I didn’t want to suffer the previous cold anymore and refused to go up. My father said to me sincerely: "Son, sometimes, there is only a layer of window paper between success and failure. The key is to see whether you have the courage to pierce it.

As long as you overcome the cold , Success will definitely belong to you." I nodded vigorously. Finally, my father and I held hands and climbed to the top of the mountain step by step. I stared at the sculpture again, thinking...oh! That big hand is the teacher's hand, and that small hand is my hand. As soon as I entered elementary school, the teacher gently held my little hand and led me into the palace of knowledge. I remember when I was in first grade, one time in class, the teacher said to us: "Actually, you are all smart, every boy is a prince, every girl is an angel, you are all good children in my mind. "The teacher's words took root in our young hearts.

Since then, our academic performance has improved by leaps and bounds, and we have achieved good results in several competitions. In this way, the teacher has held our hands for four spring and autumn years. The sculpture "Big Hands Holding Little Hands" has always been placed on my desk because I need big hands to hold my little hands to thrive! Chapter 2: Little hands holding big hands, creating a civilized campus

Our country is a country with ancient civilization and a land of etiquette. The most important thing for an ancient civilized country is that everyone must have civilized qualities. Only such a country can truly be called a civilization. In this modern technologically advanced society, people have long thrown civilization into the trash can like garbage. The word civilization has disappeared into the vast sky along with the curl of green smoke above the chimney.

Civilization, civilization is such a beautiful word! It is the fairy tale paradise in the hearts of children and the dream paradise in the hearts of adults. Everyone wants to immerse themselves in the civilized world. But why is civilization not around us everywhere? The lovely campus I saw for the first time has turned into a castle made of waste paper. On campus, a faint smile, a gentle polite word, a small bend, a step of only a few decimeters... can make the campus a paradise full of civilization. If we throw away less pieces of paper, say less swear words, fight less, and be more humble, our campus will become the embodiment of cuteness and civilization. The development of cultural habits is exactly the way to show a person's ideological quality; good behavioral habits are the prerequisite for ensuring our smooth learning and the basis for establishing a healthy personality. For civilization, we should act as a people. In front of children, the only role models are adults, so we should hold hands with each other to create a civilized home. Seeing the scraps of paper next to us, we should gently bend down and pick up the piece of paper.

When parents smoke in school, we should tell them that smoking will not only damage the environment but also cause cancer; when students destroy flowers, plants and trees, we should tell them that this will not only damage the environment, but also make civilization disappear... This is a warning. How many people can say these words? Big hands holding small hands, let us spread the dew of civilization to every corner of the campus and the city, and let the flowers of civilization bloom all over the campus and the city! Big hands holding small hands, we will create a civilized campus and strive to create a civilized city. We must not only start from me, but also start from the small things around us and drive the people around us. Only in this way will the overall quality of our nation be greatly improved. , the country's comprehensive strength will be greatly enhanced, and the future of the motherland will be prosperous and brilliant! Chapter 3: Composition of Little Hands Holding Big Hands

That day, I came to the side of the road and wanted to cross the road. However, the cars drove one after another, and the flow was endless. I looked into the distance and saw a long queue of vehicles. Some drivers drove leisurely, smoking cigarettes, and occasionally sticking their heads out of the car and blowing out clouds of white smoke; some drivers looked ahead and stepped on the accelerator to rush forward; and some drivers looked at the pedestrians blankly. His eyes are like showing off how good and majestic his car is. I looked at them and backed away in fear. I thought: I... what should I do? Rush... rush over? No... the car... is much bigger...

Suddenly, an uncle in his fifties or sixties came to me. He looked at the endless flow of vehicles and then looked back at me. His frown seemed to be tied into a knot that he could not untie no matter how hard he tried. The uncle's eyes were full of anger. He looked at the cars and muttered, "Why are drivers like this nowadays? They are still giving way to pedestrians! They are just giving way to vehicles!" The uncle stared at the vehicles, hoping that the drivers would be more civilized and give way to pedestrians. But after waiting and waiting, no car was willing to give way.

The uncle first stared at the car angrily for a long time, then turned around, looked at me kindly, and said: "My child, don't be afraid, come, follow me!" His gray hair was in the air. It looks particularly dazzling in the sun. I hesitated for a moment and stepped back. My uncle took a step closer to me and held my hand. He lowered his head and moved his lips slightly: "Hold my hand, don't be afraid..." I nodded lightly. Uncle's voice was so gentle and kind. I held his hand. Although it was old and rough, it was very strong. A warm current surged into my heart.

When I walked to the middle of the road, my uncle turned his head again, looked at me with his kind eyes, and said, "Be careful, there are many cars here, so be careful!" At the same time, the uncle held my hand. Tighter. My hand also grasped his hand firmly. We are like this, dependent on each other.

While I was still immersed in happiness, we had reached the other side of the road, and my uncle let go of his calloused hands with confidence. My hand felt a little painful from being held, but it was as sweet as honey. My uncle told me again: "You must be brave and careful next time you cross the road, you know?" I nodded. The uncle smiled, as if a stone in his heart was relieved. I laughed too.

It feels so good to be cared about by others! Chapter 4: Little hands holding big hands

In the evening of early autumn, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the earth, and the sunset printed on the horizon, a bright red color. My parents and I went for a walk in the park. There were not many people in the park. Some were chatting, some were walking their dogs, and some were exercising. One of them, a mother and daughter, caught my attention.

The mother and daughter were wearing the same sky-blue floral pattern. The daughter was holding a lollipop in her hand and was licking it happily. The mother took her daughter's little hand and lowered her head from time to time to say something. The child's little face turned into a blooming sunflower, the crescent-like eyes narrowed into a line, and the silver bell-like laughter followed. The breeze drifted into my ears. After a while, the lollipop in the child's hand was finished, and she let go, "Bang!" The stick in the little girl's hand fell to the ground. The little girl continued to move forward, but her mother stopped.

"Lulu, Lulu, come here!" The mother knelt down, looked at her running daughter and said, "Lulu, is the park beautiful?" "Beautiful!" the little girl said cheerfully. "So, is the park clean?" "Clean!" "Is it clean here?" The little girl looked at it, scratched her head, thought for a while, and said, "It's not clean!" "Then what should Lulu do?" The little girl thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. She looked at her mother puzzledly, and her mother pointed to the trash can not far away.

The little girl understood, and her frown suddenly relaxed. She picked up the stick, ran to the trash can, and threw the sticks away in the trash can.

The little girl ran away after throwing it away. Her mother, who was still there, shouted worriedly: "Lulu, Lulu..." The little girl picked up the garbage around her. The mother was originally anxious. The face immediately relaxed. The mother waved to Lulu, and Lulu ran over happily. The mother touched the little girl's forehead affectionately and said affectionately: "Lulu is so good! Let's go! Let's go home!"

The mother held the little girl's hand, and the two figures, one large and one small, moved forward rhythmically, gradually disappearing into the afterglow of the setting sun and disappearing at the end of the road...

I couldn't help but be stunned. Such a moral little girl is so cute and pitiable! Chapter 5: Small hands holding big hands, cleaning my campus

The campus is beautiful and colorful; the campus is clean and tidy. Every corner of the campus has been carefully decorated by school workers and is the cradle for our growth!

However, there are also some students who do not know how to care for this beautiful campus. For example: some students throw peels and paper scraps casually; some trample on the young lawn; some students waste food and precious water. resources; some students graffitied on the walls of the teaching building and kicked the classroom door...the behavior of these students is extremely inconsistent with the beautiful school. Let us work together to help them correct these wrong behaviors. !

The beautiful campus is like our home. We should cherish every plant and tree in the school. The flowers, plants and trees on campus bring us a sense of beauty and fresh air, and we should not climb, fold, or step on them at will; the desks, TVs, and computers in the classroom provide convenience for us to attend classes, and we should take care of them as much as we protect our own bodies. it. So, how can we protect public property? First of all, we must follow the teacher's request not to knock or hit these things casually. The older students should take the initiative to tell the younger students not to destroy items, and remind them of the correct approach at all times. When you see some students accidentally breaking it, you should report it to the teacher quickly and let the teacher handle it. Only if we all do this, will our campus become more beautiful!

Students, take care of everything in the school, start from yourself, start from the little things bit by bit. As long as we stick to it, we will all have a good habit. Because, the beautiful campus is our home! Chapter 6: Small hands hold big hands, and civilization goes together

"Strengthening the construction of civilization and building a harmonious society", this sentence has its footprints everywhere. "Civilization", don't underestimate these two words, it! It's very particular. For example: Pedestrians should keep to the right, don't litter, don't spit, don't trample on the lawn, etc. In addition to these, in daily life, there are many civilized behaviors and norms that everyone needs to abide by. If you violate such civilized norms, you will become an uncivilized child, and you may lose your friends, so Don’t underestimate these two words.

Civilization requires all of us to maintain and abide by it. As a primary school student, not only must you be a model of civilized behavior, but you must also supervise and help those around you to comply with these civilized norms. This is what we often say: "Little hands hold big hands, and civilization can go together." I remember one time, my mother took me out to play. When I reached an intersection, I saw a blind uncle getting ready to cross the road. There is a constant flow of cars coming and going at the crossroads. The blind uncle used crutches to test the road ahead and walked forward cautiously, which was very dangerous. I hurriedly said to my mother: "Mom, look how difficult it is for the blind uncle to cross the intersection. Let's go and help him."

Mom readily agreed. We walked over two steps at a time, helped the blind uncle cross the intersection, and sent him to the bus stop where he was going. The blind uncle was very moved and kept saying: "Thank you so much! Thank you so much!". I said, "Uncle, you're welcome, this is what we should do." I helped the blind uncle, and I felt very happy.

In fact, these little things happen often around us. As long as you remember the saying "little hands hold big hands, let's walk together in a civilized way", take the initiative to lead the people around you to do it together, and do it together to be civilized. If you are a good citizen who establishes new practices, you will find how poetic and picturesque our life is, with warmth and harmony everywhere, and you will live happier and happier. Chapter 7: Small hands holding big hands, civilization marches together

Zhou Enlai: Reading for the rise of China. However, I think today's society must not only read good books, but also establish a healthy and civilized personality foundation.

Some people may ask what is civilization? Civilization is the smile of classmates when they meet on the road, civilization is the enthusiasm to help classmates when they are in trouble, civility is cordial communication when getting along with each other, civilization is the greetings when seeing the teacher, and civilization is the "sorry" when you accidentally bump into each other. Civilization is the act of consciously putting garbage into the trash can. Civilization is the initiative to stop someone when you see someone swearing... Civilization is a quality, civilization is a kind of cultivation, and civilization is a kind of respect and widely respected behavior.

Whenever I talk about civilization, I think of him. He is an inconspicuous traffic coordinator who sticks to his post every day and fulfills his duties. I remember that time, a carefree young man jaywalked across the road and spit. The traffic coordinator witnessed it with his own eyes, so he stepped forward to stop it, but the young man became impatient and shouted: "Old guy, what do I like? That’s all, you’re so lenient and it’s my fault.” I felt angry in my eyes and thought that no one could bear such harsh words. Not only was the old man not angry, but he continued to persuade him: "Young man, if you are such a big person running around on the roadside, it would be terrible if you get hit by a car. You see, this was the last time a car hit you." The scene of the young man being hit by a car was so tragic!" As he said that, he took out the crumpled photo again. It was a scene of a passerby being hit by a truck. The young man's hair suddenly stood up and he said, " I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will change it, and I will change it next time." After saying that, I hurried away. I looked at the traffic coordinator again. He bent down and wiped off the spit on the ground with paper. . His civilized behavior deeply infected me.

Uncivilized behavior is also a national shame! I once saw an article like this, talking about Singapore. Singapore is a country where English is commonly spoken. Most of the slogans in public places in this country are written in English. However, there are some civilized and polite slogans, such as "No spitting", "No smoking", "No entering the lawn", etc., all written in Chinese. Why? They replied: "Because of these uncivilized behaviors, most of them are tourists from mainland China." I wonder if you remember that CCTV once reported that chewing gum residues could be seen everywhere in Tiananmen Square after the National Day. There were 60 people in the 400,000-square-meter Tiananmen Square. Thousands of chewing gum residue.

In fact, good behavioral habits are the prerequisite for ensuring that we study well and the basis for establishing personality. Students, let us strive to be the little angels of campus civilization! China has always been a country with ancient civilization. Don't let these uncivilized behaviors affect our ideal of "study for the rise of China". Let us hold our small hands and work hard for the prosperity of our motherland!