Write a composition about what moves you.

1. After the Wenchuan earthquake, Huanhuan Kindergarten in Zundao Town collapsed as a whole. At this time, more than 80 children are taking a nap. In addition to the director's business trip in other places, there are five teachers in the park. The earthquake claimed the lives of more than 50 children and 3 teachers. At present, two teachers are still in the hospital, and the life and death of a child are unknown.

After the earthquake, parents quickly gathered around the ruins of the kindergarten and kept shouting their children's names. At first, the children could give a weak response in the ruins, but as time went on, the response became weaker and weaker. Parents can only helplessly sit on the edge of the ruins and anxiously wait for the arrival of the rescue team.

Li Juan, director of the kindergarten, recalled that Qu Wanrong was found by the rescue team and burst into tears. "At that time, Mr. Qu threw himself on the ground, firmly blocked the collapsed cement board with his back, and held a child tightly in his arms. The child was rescued, but Teacher Qu left us forever. "

In the ruins of the kindergarten, the reporter saw the small pillows, quilts and scattered shoes used by the children. People don't want to imagine the panic and helplessness at that time, but it is because of ordinary people like Mr. Qu that more children are saved.

Doctors in private clinics took out all the medicines to save people.

In Zundao Town, the reporter saw 28-year-old Han Xiancheng with a pair of glasses on his nose and a gentle look. It was he who took out the first-aid medicine from the private clinic immediately after the earthquake, which bought more time for the successful treatment of the injured.

As a private clinic doctor serving farmers, Han Xiancheng was a doctor in a local township health center three years ago. After the earthquake, no one mobilized, let alone asked, and Han Xiancheng immediately rushed to the town to take the initiative to fight.

With the help of Han Xiancheng, some villagers who escaped the disaster but were not seriously injured were treated in time, and the wounds were cleaned and the fractures were bandaged. From the afternoon of 12 to the noon of 13, Han Xiancheng didn't sleep all day. Han Xiancheng said: "There are too many injured people, including 100 people. All the first-aid medicines in my pharmacy have been used up, leaving only a little cold medicine. " In fact, many rural doctors have done everything I can, but their shops have collapsed and their medicines have been crushed. If there are more medicines in my shop, if the medicines in other shops are not crushed, more people can be saved. "

For the sake of the dignity of the child's body, the boss took the risk of bringing cloth.

When the rescue team cleaned up the bricks and tiles on the ruins of Huanhuan Kindergarten, when the children's bodies were dug up, no one wanted to look at the innocent smiling faces again.

He Siping, who runs a local cloth business, was also at the rescue site, and a child of her relative was trapped in the rubble. The children's bodies were carried out one by one, but it was impossible to find plastic sheets and cotton cloth to cover the children in time.

At this time, the aftershocks have not yet ended, and the building is in danger of continuing to collapse at any time. Without saying anything, He Siping risked his life and rushed to the second floor of the shop to bring a red woolen cloth for the rescue team. Ordinary, she saved the last dignity for innocent children.

2. How to write a composition that moves you? There are many touching things in the world, such as: in winter, someone gives you milk tea, and you will be moved; You will be moved when someone brings you an umbrella on a rainy day. When you are sick, others will take care of you and you will be moved. ...

However, I was also moved. I remember on a stormy night, I had a high fever, and my mother ignored the downpour outside. Describe the urgency of the rain. ], dressed and rushed out, because it was raining outside, my mother stopped for a long time, so I called a taxi. Sitting in the car, I didn't get any rain, but my mother was soaked. My mother quickly asked the doctor to give me an intravenous drip. After I hung the water, I saw my mother lying in bed tired, frowning, tears hanging from her eyes, and her hair and body were still wet. It seems that my mother took time to change clothes to take care of me.

At this time, I was moved to tears. How much I want to say to my mother, "You don't have time to change clothes and take care of me despite the downpour." You sacrificed yourself for me ... "

My mother woke up and asked me when she saw me awake. I said, "Lingling, would you like something to eat?" Mom went to buy it for you. What's the matter with you? Mom called a doctor for you ... "Mom asked a series of questions, and I was moved to tears, so I said to my mother," Mom, thank you for your concern. Go and change first. I will take care of myself. "

How great is maternal love! I am deeply moved, but how much love there is in every inch of grass, give me three rays of spring!

Write a story (composition) that touched you. Another story that touched you was a Sunday. On this day, clear skies in Wan Li, Wan Li. It was a good day to go out, so my mother and I went shopping in the city. My mother and I came to the city square, "Wow! The change in the square is really great! " I can't help cheering. My mother said, "Yes, look at the program over there!" " "I held his hand by the stage, and my mother and I watched it there for a while. Later, my mother and I came to the BCC building again. Just as we were about to walk in, we heard a little girl shouting at the roadside, "Who lost money? "This attracted a lot of onlookers, and my mother and I also gathered around. After a while, an uncle came panting and said, "I lost my money." The little girl asked her uncle, "Uncle, how much did you lose?" "My uncle said," I lost one hundred yuan. " The little girl shook her head and said, "I didn't find one hundred yuan!" " Uncle walked out of the crowd in shame. Ten minutes later, another chubby aunt came. Aunt said, "I lost ten dollars. "But the little girl said," I didn't find ten yuan either. " Aunt blushed and walked away. Suddenly someone finally couldn't help asking, "Little girl, how much did you find?" The little girl spread out her hands, ah! It turned out to be one yuan, which surprised everyone around. Someone said, "Keep the change. If you can't find it, you should buy your own candy! "Then everyone walked away, and my mother and I walked away. I think we should all learn from this little girl and return what we found to the owner, but she can't find it. If the owner can be found, I believe that if life pays off, she will definitely find the owner and she will definitely return it to the owner. This really moved me. Please adopt it.

4. What moved you? Write a symphony of 500 words.

Li Ran

As soon as I stepped into the bedroom door, I heard a classmate say regretfully, "Lai Xiaodan is moving out of the bedroom." "

Really? "Several students asked almost at the same time." It's true. She told me this afternoon. She said she was here.

The dormitory is inconvenient, and we always quarrel ... "Listen, everyone didn't talk for a long time, all for the sake of roommates preparing to leave.

It's sad to leave, especially under such circumstances. "I think, if it weren't for a little thing.

If Dan quarreled, she might not leave. "Xiao Yang said to himself, No, it's my fault. I guess

The reason why she moved to the dormitory was that I argued with her for a seat that day. Well, why don't I have the heart to let some ... "talk.

This person is Wang Ai. "I think it may be me ..." I don't know why, but the students all blame themselves. "

Don't rush to blame yourself. We all made mistakes when a roommate left. "Frank big head to talk.

"But now is not the time to blame yourself. She'll move out. Think about what we can do now! " sleep

There was silence in the room for a while. Wang Xiu said, "I suggest that we sing Friends and send her a symphony.

""good! "The students said in unison." I suggest everyone help her move things together! I said. Dajiayue

Is to shout "yes" in unison.

"Come, come, Lai Xiao Dan is coming, come on!" Wang Xiu, who was standing outside the door, reported this letter, and we immediately formed a semicircle.

As Wang Xiu "get ready, get up" and "friend, friend, have you ever thought about me ..." This is beautiful.

The affectionate song sounded. Xiao Dan, who just arrived at the dormitory door, looked at us affectionately and understood us.

Meaning, can not help but shed tears, excitedly walked into the dormitory, hand in hand with us, and sang this sweet song together.

Our song, our "symphony", adds harmonious notes.

We sing so enthusiastically, so sincerely, so sweetly, so sweetly, which I think is the most beautiful in the world.

Symphony

After singing, we happily helped Xiao Dan move his things to another dormitory.

Many days have passed, and this wonderful "symphony" still echoes in my ears.

5. One thing that moved me was to write a 300-word composition, walking on the tree-lined road, and flowers dotted your road; Walking by the stream, it is the blossoming waves that decorate your road; Walking on the road of life, there will be a heart and a love to fill your road.

Are you satisfied? In every little thing, have you learned to be moved? In the song, there are cries of true feelings from major families, and in the TV series, the vows of eternal love are desperately interpreted. I don't think that's because I lack true feelings, but because I don't know how to be moved. Perhaps some people think that "moving" must have that kind of "tragic" amazing move.

This is of course good. What touches us is the desolation and sadness of "the wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever"; We were moved by the love of "ten years of life and death, never thinking, never forgetting"; We are also moved by "no one has died in life since ancient times, leaving a heart that shines through history". However, there are not thrilling events in life every day. Is life empty? No, "it looks ordinary and the weirdest."

Often true beauty exists in the ordinary, and we are even more moved. Rodin once said: "Events are not lack of beauty, but lack of discovery."

We should not only pay attention to the results, but also pay attention to the little things that make up our lives: at the endless intersection, the other end of the blind man's crutch is pulled up, leading him straight through the car whistle and then inadvertently disappearing into the sea of people. At this time, my heart is warm. What about the blind man? Won't she be moved by hanging like this? In the bleak autumn wind, an elderly couple walked in the sunset. They stopped slowly. One of them squatted down slowly with his knees in his arms, zipped up his coat for his wife, got up slowly, and helped each other to walk together on the evening road. At this time, I felt a warm current in my heart.

What happened to them? In their hearts, this is also an unforgettable move! Isn't this feeling of "holding your hand and growing old with your son" touching enough? .................................................................................................................................................................................., I remember a prisoner who was desperate for life. He thought in prison, "If I can get any praise, I will live."

After thinking hard for three days, I remembered that the teacher once said that the duck he pinched was "a little ugly, but quite innovative." It is this trivial sentence that deeply touches a soul and becomes the reason for him to live.

Therefore, the more moved, the more hopeful. The road is at your feet, and hope is ahead. Collecting those small touches will become your life's wealth.

The true feelings are accompanied by the heart, and the dribs and drabs of life, as long as you have the heart, you will find the beauty of the world. Learn to be moved, and beauty will fill your life. Recently, I often reported some news in TV newspapers, reflecting the low quality of Nanjing people.

But there is one thing that makes me proud to be a Nanjing person. It was a Saturday. I go to class by bus No.97, which leaves less times and is very crowded.

After class, just as I was walking on the new model road, a strange sight happened. A long winding dragon, lined up along the street, has no beginning or end, and the number is no less than hundreds. The momentum is really shocking.

I'm a little confused, hurriedly come forward to ask. I didn't know this was waiting in line for the 97 bus until I asked! I'm a little scared. I don't know when it's my turn to queue up! An idea flashed through my mind ... and then I saw a little girl younger than me coming with her mother. When she saw such a long line, she couldn't help wondering, "Mom, what is this?" Mother bent down to tidy her daughter's clothes, pressed her daughter's round face and said kindly, "Are they waiting in line for the bus?" A sleepy little girl leaned against her mother and asked her mother in that childish voice, "shall we take the 97 bus home?" The mother nodded and kissed her daughter on the cheek.

The little girl seemed very excited to hear her mother's answer and said innocently, "Mom, let's wait in the back!" " "After listening to her daughter, the mother nodded knowingly. The little girl seems to be a little charged, holding her mother's hand and skipping to the back of the line.

I saw the little girl holding her mother and smiling so brightly. People around you also laughed.

I'm imagining that in the future, she may beg her mother to line up every time she takes the bus. I was infected by this atmosphere and joined this huge team.

Men and women, old and young, came from all directions in an endless stream, and the team was gradually growing. No one cut in line, but everyone consciously ranked at the end of this "long queue".

Soon, the No.97 bus came, and the passengers got on the bus in an orderly way. The long line moved forward step by step. I didn't expect to get on the bus soon. It seems a little earlier than before.

When I got home, I told my father about it. He seemed a little incredulous, but I was finally convinced by my confident words. Who says Nanjing people are poor in quality and who says Nanjing people are citizens of Xiaojing? But I am proud of Nanjing and Nanjing people. I dare to ask, where is the bus order as good as ours? Although this is not a famous historical site or a beautiful scenic spot, I think this landscape is better than Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and Yuhuatai! Moved by life, I envy watching a group of children roller skating downstairs.

I can't, so I can only watch! It seems that they are going to have a game, but they stand in two rows, a group of boys and a group of girls, each wearing a helmet. Mothers also put knee pads on them, so their arms and knees are tied tightly. Fighting is really like a little soldier going to war.

The boy was eager to try, jumped on the wheel, danced and jumped. A bean-sized sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, but it couldn't erase his smile at all. But the scene here is different for girls. A little girl wearing a pink helmet is crying, "I … I … don't … don't stand first!" " Coach is a young man, hugging the crying baby in front of him. "Don't be afraid, you can do it! Don't cry, don't cry, be strong! " "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of losing!" Dad came running, too, and his chubby body tried to squat down to comfort his baby daughter. "What are you afraid of losing?" Don't be afraid.

6. One thing that moved me, I wrote a touching thing.

In this world, many people are moved and many things are moved. They are like the stars in the sky, flashing, illuminating people's hearts, illuminating people's behavior and morality. There is a little thing that shines in my mind like a star, and I will never forget it.

It was an afternoon just after a light rain. A mother and daughter went downstairs for a walk. At that time, the air and the ground were wet and smelled of earth. There are still a few drops of water on the green leaves, which adds a little cuteness to the green leaves. Flowers also appeared smiling faces. The sky is so blue, the air is so fresh, and small insects are enjoying the gift of nature. People have also come out for activities, adding a lot of vitality to this beautiful painting. The little girl sang as she ran, as if she were a beautiful, striking and lovely butterfly in spring. She ran, jumped, sang and sang, and soon she came to a road they had to take. There is still a little water on the only road, which looks very slippery. Holding her pants carefully, she walked over step by step. When she saw her mother coming, she shouted to her mother from a distance, "Mom, the road is slippery. Be careful! " Say that finish, blunt mother a sweet smile.

Although this is a small matter, it reflects the kindness of the little girl who cares about others. Although it is only a short sentence, it can reflect her love and respect for her mother. I saw such a story that a child often helps others, cares about others, shares happiness and sadness with others, and finally wins a happy life. There is also a student who respects his mother since childhood and lives alone with her, but he is in college. Who will take care of her? He resolutely decided to take his mother to college. Its filial piety finally touched the headmaster, who made an exception and took his mother to school. You see, caring for others and respecting elders is a virtue that is praised. This incident has brought me a lot of inspiration, which makes me aftertaste for a long time. People have said that everyone cares about others and respects their elders, and the world will be better.

I wrote an article about my nosebleed, and then who will help you,,,)

7. What moved me was that the 600-word composition helped you find several articles. I suggest you take the essence and discard the dross. Don't copy blindly. There is also an article to be written as a dragon's head and a phoenix's tail, and the middle can be average. If you don't understand, you can ask again It comes from big science. I hope you are satisfied! One thing that touched me the most (1) When it rains, I will think of my dear grandfather, which is the most touching thing for me. It was Friday, and I don't know who angered God. The sky outside the window suddenly darkened, and it began to rain in Mao Mao. But who would have thought that after school at noon, the light rain in Mao Mao gradually turned into a downpour, and my mood was as gloomy as the sky. What shall we do? I didn't bring my umbrella and didn't tell my family to pick me up. Looking at the sky, the rain won't stop for a while. My parents are still at work, my grandparents are in poor health, and I have no money with me. I was in a really bad mood. I really envy watching my classmates leave school one by one. At this moment, a kind voice came into my ear, "Jiang Meng!" I turned around and said, "Grandpa!" I cried out excitedly. I saw my grandfather riding a bicycle and wearing a black raincoat, but this small raincoat could not stop the string of raindrops. I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran to grandpa. Grandpa quickly spread the umbrella and handed it to me. I found my seat wrapped in a plastic bag. He said he was afraid of getting wet on the road. I am very touched. "Come on!" Grandpa said, "No, I have an umbrella anyway. I can go back by myself, so don't take me by bike. This road is slippery. " Grandpa is old, riding alone may be dangerous, let alone getting wet with me. Grandpa quickly said, "it's okay. I don't trust you when it rains." Let's go, it will rain even harder later! " I have to agree. Grandpa rode carefully every step, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. My umbrella was blown over several times. Grandpa simply took my umbrella and put on a raincoat for me. The rain beads hit grandpa on his body and face. I insisted on returning the raincoat to grandpa, but it was useless. Finally home, grandpa was covered in water. Grandma quickly brought a towel and asked me what was going on. My umbrella broke down on the way, so I gave her my raincoat, so I got wet, so I went to take a shower. "As soon as Grandpa turned into the bathroom, my tears poured out. I will never forget this incident, and let me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love him. I am proud to have such a grandfather! One thing that touched me the most (2) Time flies like water, and many memories fade with the passage of time. But one thing impressed me deeply-deep maternal love. That morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Jingjing, the weather forecast is that it will rain today, so I'd better take an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door. Just after school at noon, suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and suddenly the rainstorm poured down. All the students with rain gear went home, and the others were picked up by their parents. My father teaches in a foreign school and never comes home at noon. Coincidentally, my mother has a high fever these days and is still taking intravenous drip. I don't think anyone will pick me up. I sat alone in the classroom, anxious. The strong wind and the heavy rain seemed to engulf my mother. My mother struggled to find me. "Jingjing, come on, 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. My mother's hair, face and body were soaked by the rain. Looking at her wet mother and pale face, I couldn't help crying again. My mother's umbrella gave me joy and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it always touches me and teaches me to be a good person and study hard ... it's really touching. (3) Some things are forgotten with the passage of time, and some things can't be forgotten no matter how time passes. It happened at school last summer, but it still leaves me fresh in my memory. Bang, naughty glasses were earned out of my hand. ? "I was shocked and stood there at a loss. What should I do? What shall we do? This is the third time that I have broken my glasses. My mother's tiger-like face suddenly appeared in front of me, and what my mother said last time echoed in my ears: as long as you break your glasses again, I won't match them for you! "This sentence like a bolt from the blue, has been wandering in my heart. At this time, Jin Doudou, who didn't live up to expectations, also jumped out from my eyes. I was like jumping into the abyss from a tall building, and my heart was uneasy and laughed. What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened to that noise just now? "My classmates rushed over. Some of my "reactionaries" seem to be saying, "Haha," your glasses are broken! "The monitor said," Never mind, don't be sad! " The students have great opinions. But I always feel that what my classmates said is ironic and my heart ached, so I ignored them. "Rinrin Bell" is over. Why is it so heavy today? Maybe I'm angry because I broke my glasses. I carry my schoolbag in frustration and can't walk, as if there are ten thousand tons of steel under my feet. "Don't go, we'll take you to a place!" Monitor Wang Peng said. I thought to myself: You still want to satirize me at this time. I'm really "dumb to eat Rhizoma Coptidis-I can't tell you how difficult it is"! Seeing his serious appearance, I was dubious and left with my classmates with a big question mark. When I arrived, I looked intently at the "big bright eye shop". "We'll take you to get glasses," said Li Ping, who spoke quickly. My heart is full of joy, but I can't believe it. "Where did you get the money?" "Together!" When they saw that I didn't believe them, they pulled me in. The uncle inside listened to my "heroic deeds" and worked harder to cooperate with me. "Yes!" He gave me his glasses, and I held them in my hand, which seemed to weigh 10,000 tons, 1, because they contained the friendship of my classmates, and this is my most precious pair of glasses! This incident moved me very much, because it witnessed the warmth of the collective, and I will never forget it.

8. What moved you? Writing 400 words is something that moves me.

Everyone has to eat, and if he doesn't eat, his life will be threatened. In a word, rice is very important.

I think it's enough to have a full meal. Don't be hungry. But parents don't think so. They feel that they should not only eat enough, but also eat well. Just because we disagree, we always quarrel for dinner.

Once at lunch, I only served myself half a bowl of rice. After supper, I go to do my homework. My mother said to me, "why do I eat so little?" Come on, my mother will give you half a bowl. Come and eat. " My head is buzzing. God, my pylorus is really blocked today. If I eat something in my stomach, it will overflow. So I said to my mother, "I won't eat." My mother took pains to explain to me: "You are going to play basketball this afternoon. How to play if you can't eat well? " It's time for you to grow up and eat more ... "I can't listen any longer. I shouted at my mother," I don't eat, I don't eat, no matter what you say! "

This sentence angered my mother: "What's wrong with you now? So disobedient? Mom did all this for your own good! "

Hum, for my own good! Let me suffer from abdominal pain. Is this for my own good? My stomach is really full, not to mention my requirement of not starving to death, even the requirement of eating well has been met! Just when I was angry, my mother nagged again: "Hurry up, or it will get cold if you don't eat." I will give it to you. " Before mom finished, dad connected again: "Quick! Don't eat today, just stand outside the door with a bowl. When you figure it out, eat your meal and come in! "

No choice but to sit at the table and eat slowly. The day lily in the rice really gives me more and more headaches.

I finally ate glistening rice slowly. I walked back to my room, lay in bed, looked at the bright light overhead and thought of it. I always feel like a donkey, being yelled at to do things all day. Eating is really a burden for me. Eating gives me a headache. I don't even understand how the Red Army pretended to be so hungry when crossing the grass in the movie. Watching, the light made my eyes uncomfortable, so I turned over. I can't help thinking again, why do people eat? If only I didn't eat. By then, I won't have to worry about eating all day, and eating won't often take up my nervous time.

That night, I was staring at the faint stars in the night sky when I suddenly heard my parents talking in the next room, saying that I was becoming more and more disobedient now, and I had to make them worry so much about eating.

I am really disappointed. I feel that my parents don't understand me. I also have my own difficulties!

The next day, I spent some time telling my mother that I didn't mean not to eat. When I heard the meal, my head buzzed. I didn't mean to make my head buzz. That's what I am. I'm really helpless. I know I can't eat without food, but I don't want to eat more. After listening to my explanation, my mother nodded.

In the afternoon, my mother said to take me to a hospital or a Chinese medicine hospital. Said to check for me, is there something wrong with my body, so I don't like it. Grab some medicine by the way, saying that Chinese medicine has little side effects. When I arrived at the Chinese medicine hospital, the doctor said that my stomach was blocked and my digestion and absorption were not good. The doctor brought me medicine, and my mother hurried me home. She said to go home early, boil the medicine and drink it quickly. The sooner she gets better, the happier she will be.

I was deeply moved by this line today, and my mother is not that bad. She still understands me.

After taking Chinese medicine for a month, only I know that it really has no effect. But my mother has worked so hard for me, and she will be sad if I show that I don't like eating. So I support every day, and my heart is bitter and sweet.

It's all because I didn't pretend, and my mother found out. As you can imagine, I do this every day, and the final result is an increase in anorexia. So that afternoon, she took me to the people's hospital again. The result of the inspection is exactly the same as last time. My mother bought me western medicine again, which is still good. This time, my condition has improved, and I basically guarantee one bowl at a time.

This is just a small wave in many touching stories in the ocean where my mother lives.

Knowing yourself, I can assure you that countless mothers in the world are like this. Whenever I think of my mother, even during the day, I will look up at the stars. Mom loves us so much, shouldn't we repay them?

9. A composition that touched you. In recent days, my mother is sick and lying at home. Every time my father went out, he repeatedly told me to take good care of my mother and help her with housework. On this day, I played computer games online. I was fascinated when my mother woke up and said to me, "son, my mother is very upset." Why don't you cook for yourself and then clean up the house? " "It's okay! All right! I'll go. " I said impatiently. But I can't take my eyes off the computer. Gradually, I forgot what my mother told me ... After a long time, I turned around. Where did my mother go? I came to the living room, and my mother was lying on the sofa. The mop fell to the ground and was half wet. I seem to understand something. My heart ached, and I didn't know what to do or say. I stood there staring at my mother's tired face ... a few minutes later, I covered my mother with a quilt. At this moment, I heard a clear metal collision, and my heart jumped. How to sleep here? "Mom nodded. My father turned to me and asked, "Did you help my mother? "I looked down, my face was red, and I was ashamed. My mother took it: "He is very good and helped me do a lot of things!" " "Dad touched my head and smiled. This surprised me. I never thought my mother would say that. Maybe my mother is afraid that my strict father will criticize me? But I really didn't do housework! Should I confess to my father or let my mother hide it? I really don't know what to do ... because of this matter, I have been reflecting for several days. My mother worked hard to raise me from a child alone. Now that I have grown up, I can do something for my mother, and I should take the initiative to do it. Touch is an invisible thing, invisible to the naked eye, and can only be felt with the heart.