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The most touching thing is to extract good words.

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Feel infected, grateful, warm, warm and happy.

Mixed feelings, speechless, face to face, grateful, moved, sad and sentimental.

I am very touched, very touched, very grateful, very grateful, and very sleepy, and I feel the feeling of being separated from the past.

Feel the same way

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1. When I walked out of the kitten's yard, spring was very warm, warming my body and my heart. I took three steps back and looked at the yard affectionately from time to time.

2. Time flies in a hurry, and many memories fade away with the passage of time. But one thing impressed me deeply, and that is the deep maternal love.

3. Touching is the affection in the inner corner, which is inspired by feelings. Ordinary people and ordinary things will leave indelible marks in your heart.

4. Touching is everywhere. As long as you observe carefully, the world will be full of affection.

The bus is about to leave. When I said goodbye to my father, I saw those loving eyes again. Those eyes were telling endless hopes and expectations, and my tears came out again. ...

6. There is a feeling called happiness, and there is a kind of happiness called touching. And I am a lucky girl who will enjoy this happiness.

7. Touching, such as refreshing spring. After drinking the spring, our hearts become clear and bright.

8. Touched, like an intoxicating sea breeze. Feel the sea breeze, our hearts become pure and spacious.

9. Touched, like heartbreaking snow. Appreciating the snow makes our hearts quiet and peaceful.

10. I bent down and picked it up. I was shocked. This was given to me by my deskmate when I graduated from junior high school. On the back, it says, "Take care, friend!" "I don't remember whether there was an impulse to cry at that time, but now there are tears on the yellow leaves. Remember, there is another kind of mood in this world called moving.

1 1. There are always people who complain that there are fewer and fewer moving things in this world. However, as long as we calm down and think about it, you will find that touch is everywhere.

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1. Because I was too young, I accidentally stepped on it and fell into the river. I was flopping about in the water, shouting ... A teacher happened to pass by, ran down the river beach without taking off his clothes, and rushed into the water to drag me ashore. I looked at the teacher who was soaked to the skin and was very moved.

2. Wang Guozhen once wrote a poem: "How can I thank you? When I came to you, I wanted to harvest a spring breeze, but you gave me the whole spring; How can I thank you? When I came to you, I wanted to hold a handful of waves, but you gave me the whole ocean. " Yes, how can I thank you, mom and dad? You gave me life, you gave me strength, you gave me happiness, and I have nothing to return. Thank you, mom and dad, for giving me happiness and moving me.

3. Sleepy-eyed, I feel a figure, massaging my acupoints with her gentle hands and putting me to sleep ... Am I dreaming? Is this a hazy song to prepare a basket? Oh, don't be paranoid, your head is still foggy; At this time, I seem to be in a long-lost infancy, lying in my mother's warm arms, and my mother's usual song: "Sleep, baby, my dear baby ..."

4. One day after school, it suddenly thundered and thundered, and it suddenly rained heavily. All the students with rain gear went home, and the others were picked up by their parents one by one. My father is on a business trip, and my mother is feverish these days. I don't think anyone will pick me up. I am sitting alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, I couldn't help crying. At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Oh, it's mom! The strong wind and the heavy rain seemed to engulf my mother. My mother struggled towards me. "Xiaobo, come here and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, it is raining harder and harder. Mother's hair, face and body were soaked through by the rain. Looking at "wet" mother and her pale face, I couldn't help crying again. ...

Day after day, year after year, the years left traces on him: wrinkles deepened, his hair turned from black to gray, and his body was not as flexible and tough as before. But he didn't complain and tried to live up to his belief-to make this school whiter and more beautiful. I realized the beauty in him-perseverance and selfless dedication. Oh, it touched me.

6. I am about to take the senior high school entrance examination. In order to squeeze into the single-plank bridge of key high schools, I study harder, which is simply forgetting to eat and sleep. Once, I fell asleep in English class. Strangely, the teacher was beside me, and even more strangely, she didn't wake me up. After class, she just whispered, "You'll catch cold when you sleep in class, you know?" Looking at the bangs in the breeze, my eyes filled with tears. ...

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7. Every time I smell the smell of baked sweet potatoes floating in the alley, I think of the old man who sold baked sweet potatoes in his hometown decades ago. Think of his black hand with two shiny copper coins in it. I peeled it off my beloved shuttlecock and finally gave it to him. He didn't accept it, but smiled and put the copper coin back in my pocket and walked slowly with a bamboo tube.

-Qi Jun's "Copper Coin in the Key"

8. Her own grandson died young, so she gave all her love to me. She is one of the few people in the whole village who can eat "white". She not only eats by herself, but also leaves half or a quarter of a white-flour bun for me every day. I wake up every morning and immediately jump off the kang and run to the village. Our family lives outside the village. I ran to grandma and shouted, "grandma!" " "She immediately smiled from ear to ear, put her hand back in her fat sleeve and took out a small bun from her pocket and handed it to me. This is the happiest moment of my day.

-Ji Xian's "Lin Jiu's Regret"