A touching thing: sixth grade composition

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A touching thing 1 In my life, there are many things that move me. Among them, one thing touched me the most and made me sad to recall.

I remember when I was ten years old, the last time in physical education class, when my classmates and I were chasing each other, a classmate came face to face and accidentally knocked me to the ground, throwing me upside down and bleeding a lot from my knees and elbows. I couldn't stand the pain, so I sat on the ground and cried. Xiao Ting, my deskmate, saw it and rushed over to help me up gently, asking another classmate to help me slowly. In the infirmary, the teacher rubbed some medicine for me. That's because my wound hurts too much. I was in tears. When Xiao Xuan saw it, he quickly comforted me and told me jokes to make me laugh and distract me. I suddenly laughed and cried, which was very funny. As for me, slowly, the pain will stop. The bell rang, and although I didn't feel pain, I still had a hard time walking. Seeing me like this, Xiao Ting picked me up and walked up step by step. Lying on her back, my heart is warm and my nose is sour. When I got back to class, I was still panting. She was still taking care of me, fearing that my wound would be serious. I gratefully said to Xiao Ting, "Thank you." Although it has been a long time, I will never forget it.

"Helping others should start with small things in daily life, not just because of small things." We should also help people in trouble.

A touching thing: in the physical health test of students, we have to run a test of 50×8 meters. After the student team ran, their faces were all tired. I guess this section of the road is not easy.

Seeing that JUNG WOO was lying there very tired, I ran over and said sarcastically, "Aren't you fast?" It's my turn to play, thinking; I must run faster than Zheng Yu.

Run as fast as you can and soon overtake the others. The second lap was a little hard, and the fourth lap was really tired. Suddenly, there was a deafening cheer in my ear. It is my classmate Wang Jia who takes the lead in shouting. I can't help feeling guilty: I laughed at JUNG WOO just now, but he was actually cheering for me.

I feel everything around me is shaking, and my feet are like lead. JUNG WOO came, he ran up to me next to the runway, and my "little rival" deskmate Chen Xinxin, who was also shouting, "Little fatty, hurry up, or you will be eliminated."

When I grind my teeth, I am out of breath, and my lungs seem to explode. Although I still came last, I was thinking: how good my classmates are. I often complain about my classmates on weekdays, but now I regret it.

Six years of classmates are as deep as the sea, and when they leave, they show their true feelings. Oh, cherish the short time with your classmates. We will always leave each other and go our separate ways. All good things must come to an end. When we encounter a lot of growth setbacks and pains after leaving, we must not forget those classmates who have accompanied you, especially the care and encouragement in times of crisis!

There are many small things in our life, some are sad, some are happy, some are unforgettable, some are touching ... They are like countless stars in the sky, but what impressed me the most is that time.

One winter morning, there were white elves floating in the sky, and the air was particularly dry. In this weather, a traffic accident happened at the corner of Qingnian Street. There were a lot of onlookers, and the scene was in chaos, but it took a long time for three traffic policemen to arrive. These traffic policemen are really unprofessional! The car owners quarreled and they didn't come to mediate in time. Forget it, just a few people! I sighed lightly and whispered, "It's really irresponsible!"

Later, my father took me to Taolingou to see the lights. Near the destination, I found a lot of traffic police gathered here. What happened? The next thing I know, the traffic police responsible for traffic accidents there have been transferred here, because the traffic lights here are broken, drivers don't obey the traffic rules at all, many cars are on the rampage, and traffic accidents have almost happened at intersections and T-junctions in several places, which is extremely dangerous!

I saw that these traffic police uncles quickly dispersed and ran to a crossroads and started their work. They are well-trained at first sight, because the traffic controllers are particularly clean and tidy. Slowly, slowly, the traffic became smooth and there was no traffic jam at all. I admire these people from the bottom of my heart

After watching the lights, we went back to the car. At this time, it suddenly snowed harder, the wind was stronger and the weather was more ruthless. However, the traffic police uncle still stood in the snow. At that moment, I suddenly felt that they were great, and a warm current came to my mind.

I am deeply moved by this incident, and I will never forget it.

A touching thing Four people have many big or small events in their lives that can make them cry. Of course, me too, but what I remember most is the training scene:

One day, our teacher Hu suddenly said to him, "There will be a competition soon. You can only go to one, and you two will have a competition." (I was there, I heard it) At that time, Liu Yulu was very sad. I leaned over and asked, "What did Liu Yulu do? Why are you so sad? " Liu Yulu's eyes filled with tears, clutching his stomach, said, "I don't know what happened today, and my stomach hurts badly!" "I looked at Liu Yulu in pain, and it really hurt. I tried to persuade Liu Yulu not to run, but she was very stubborn and said she had to run. I think she is too stubborn to persuade.

"Take your positions-run" Listening to the shouts, Liu Yulu ran as fast as usual ... After running 500 meters, Liu Yulu's lips began to turn purple. I saw it and shouted, "Liu Yulu, do you still insist? Your lips are purple. " I only saw her lick her lips with her tongue and run away. I thought to myself, this teacher Hu didn't stop, and her lips turned purple. Thinking about it, Liu Yulu finished running, and she won the first place. As soon as she came over, I immediately went to her side, holding her back with my left hand and holding her hand with my right. I was surprised to see Liu Yulu's tears streaming down one by one. I asked, "Are you so tired?" "Because I want to win glory for the school, I also want to participate in the competition. I can't give up this opportunity." After that, she wiped her tears with her hand, smiled at me and walked slowly, clutching her stomach.

I looked at her back and shed tears. I was moved by his spirit, and I think his spirit is worth learning.

I won't forget a touching thing, and I'm sure my classmates won't forget it either-/kloc-one morning in June, 2009, there was a sudden heavy rain.

The heavy rain gushed like a river burst in the sky, pouring down with overwhelming force. The road to school was flooded by heavy rain, and there was a river flowing in front of me. The river didn't reach my knee, so our boss's children simply took off their shoes, rolled up their trouser legs and waded across the river a little, but the waterway was not easy to walk and the weather was bad. The wind blew my umbrella over several times with rain, and it was almost washed down by the rapids in the middle of the river. Some junior students accompanied by their parents were held by their fathers, and some mothers crossed the river on their backs.

What they can't do is junior students without their parents. Some people were frightened by the rushing river and stood on the side of the road crying. Uncle traffic police walked over, striding with his hands, just visible, dripping with water, and his soaked trouser legs were tightly attached to his legs, but he kept telling them not to cry! I can clearly see rain dripping on their faces, but more sweat!

Seeing that the class is about to start, the teachers don't know where to find two tricycles. Although there are few tricycles, teachers take pains to pick up and drop off students. Rain wet clothes, sweat soaked clothes!

On that day, 62 students in our class sat in the classroom one by one, recalling the scenes that happened, I wanted to cry. Yes, although the rainstorm can drown our way to school, teachers and traffic police uncles built a school bridge for us with their arms.

Thank you, our beloved teacher!

Thank you, our beloved traffic police uncle!

A touching thing: I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back that morning. My mother handed me an umbrella and said:

"Jingjing, the weather forecast says it will rain today, so take an umbrella." I looked up, Wan Li clear sky, how can it rain? 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 one by one. My father teaches in a foreign school and never goes home at noon. As it happens, my mother has a high fever these days and is still taking intravenous drip. 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. "Jingjing, come 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. ...

An umbrella holds up a sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me happiness and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it has always touched me and taught me to be a good person and study hard ... as fast as running water, many memories fade with the disappearance of days. But there is one thing that makes me vividly remember.

One touching thing my mother did for us flashed through our minds one by one. These things may touch us, make us sad or make us happy ... Today, let me tell you something my mother did for me! It was a cold winter, and I was lying in bed, my face flushed. It is not that I am shy, but that I have a cold.

At first, my mother thought the problem was not serious, so she took some medicine casually. But later, instead of getting better, my cold got worse. As soon as my mother saw it, she immediately carried me to the hospital.

On the way, I gasped on my mother's back, crying from time to time and saying, "Mom, I feel so bad, Mom, I feel so bad ..."

My mother listened and wept silently behind me. Although it's quiet, I can still hear it. ...

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor looked at me as if nothing had happened, but my mother sitting on the side was very anxious and kept asking the doctor, "Doctor, what happened?" How is my daughter! "

After the examination, the doctor prescribed medicine for me, and my mother rushed over to get the medicine with the list, and then rushed back like an arrow.

When I got home, my mother immediately poured water to mix the medicine for me, and I fell asleep after drinking the medicine.

When I woke up, it was already 5 o'clock in the morning. I vaguely saw a person standing beside me. When I looked, it turned out to be my mother. Mom's eyes are red and swollen with deep dark circles. She must have stayed up all night. My mother took good care of me, and my tears fell like a broken pearl ... My mother's love is priceless and no one can replace it. Mom, thank you for doing all these things for me. I am very touched.

A touching thing: moving often comes from being remembered, a greeting when the weather turns cold, a comfort when you are sad, a blessing when you are sleepless, and a help when you are in trouble. No matter when, maybe it's just a small moment.

One sunny afternoon, I was waiting for the bus to go home at the bus stop. After a few minutes, the bus came and people rushed to the bus. I was squeezed in the middle and almost hit by someone. Fortunately, I am quick-witted. After putting in the money, I quickly found a seat and sat down safely. When the bus was about to leave, an old man on crutches followed and got on the bus slowly. He grabbed the handrails on both sides of the door and put the money into the slot with difficulty. The old man was silver-haired and skinny, and the bones on his arms were clearly visible, just like skin and bones. I was just about to give my seat to the old man when I heard the driver's uncle say to the children sitting in the love seat: please give your seat to the old man, little friend. "The child not only refused to give up his seat, but also tilted his head to one side, pulled his mouth up, crossed his legs and said unconvinced," Why should I give him my seat? "

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help burning with anger and thinking: This child is really rude. Seeing that grandpa won't give up his seat, how can he live up to the red scarf on his chest? At this time, the aunt sitting behind the child stood up and hurried forward to help grandpa, saying, "Grandpa, the child is not sensible, so let's ignore him." Come and sit in my place. " The old man slowly sat on the stool and said with a smile, "Thank you very much. After such a long walk, old bones can finally have a rest. You are really an amazing person. " Aunt smiled shyly, and everyone in the car applauded.

At that moment, we were deeply moved by my aunt's kind words and kind smile and her spirit of respecting the old and loving the young.

Life is a touching thing, and there are many small things that will touch you. Now, let me talk about the feeling that makes me feel guilty!

As soon as I finished my homework, I sat on the sofa and picked up my mobile phone. At this time, my mother said to me, "Jessica Hester Hsuan, help me buy food quickly. Stop playing with my mobile phone and hurry up." Don't panic, wait till I finish this game. "I'm not in a hurry." Stop playing and hurry up, I'm going to cook! "No way, I had to buy something to eat at my mother's urging.

After buying vegetables in the vegetable market, get on the bus and get ready to go home.

In the car, I accidentally stepped on a classmate's shoes. I quickly told him I was sorry, but what I never expected was that he actually yelled at me: "You have no vision!" " ""I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. "I apologize again and again." Is it useful to say sorry? "He still shouted loudly, I can't stand this temper any longer, and said loudly," I stepped on it, I'm sorry, what else do you want! " "When he saw that I couldn't stand it, he stopped bickering with me. I thought to myself, well, what can I do? I just have a broom head and look a little handsome.

When I got to the station, I quickly got off the bus for fear of seeing the broom head again, but I still saw it. I said to him, "What are you still doing with me? What, do you want to fight? " Unexpectedly, he smiled jokingly and said, "Your bag zipper is open and your wallet is exposed." I turned my head and saw that the zipper of the bag was open and the wallet was really exposed. Someone tried to steal my wallet. The reason why he shouted was to scare away thieves. I blushed in an instant. Just as I was about to say thank you, I found that he had left.

We should be good at discovering the truth, goodness and beauty around us, let our thoughts evolve and improve our moral sentiments.

A touching thing 10 There are many touching things in my life, but this one will always move me.

That happened in the second grade ...

When I was playing with others at school, I accidentally tripped over a stone, had a close contact with the earth, broke my leg and suddenly became bloody. I was so scared that I didn't know what to do. Qiu Can, who was playing with me at this moment, said, "Don't panic, I'll help you to get the medicine in the infirmary. Come, go! " Afterwards, he helped me to the infirmary. Although I broke my leg while walking and hopped slowly towards the infirmary, she patiently helped me to the infirmary without complaint. For an instant, I felt her hands were so warm, and I felt very warm. When I arrived at the infirmary, the doctor looked at it and said, "Why did you fall so hard? There is pus in it! Come on, I'll pour you some wine. " I grinned with pain after taking the medicine. Qiu Can asked, "Must be very painful?" I nodded and said "yes". After the medicine was finished, she helped me into the classroom, helped me into the chair and said, "You have a good rest here. I'll give you a leave of absence next time in physical education class. Don't go outside! " Say that finish and left. This makes my heart warm again.

Grandma Bing Xin once said: "Love is on the left and sympathy is on the right. We walk on both sides of life, sowing seeds and flowering at any time, so that pedestrians who wear branches and help leaves will not feel pain;" There are tears to drop, but I am not sad. "

My friendship with Qiu Can will last forever!

Note: I wrote them all, only one sentence was written after others!

A touching thing today, it rained heavily at the end of school, and I was still thinking about how to go home. At this time, I looked at the rain outside the window, which was really heavy, but I saw my mother's figure in the fuzzy raindrops outside the glass. My mother was waiting for me outside with an umbrella, tears were coming out, but I held back.

At this time, the teacher said that some parents could pick me up, so I waited for a while. I called the parents in your school, and the teacher said that some parents could pick me up and line up. At this time, I carried my schoolbag and walked to the place where I lined up. To my surprise, only my parents will pick me up in our class, and they can only wait for the teachers to call their parents one by one. I heard them say earlier that she was so happy with such a heavy rain that she didn't need to give it to her parents.

Walking out of the teaching building, I saw my mother's figure and ran to my mother's face. My mom said you came out. Let's go home. My mother is holding an umbrella. I know my mother's umbrella is still leaning on my side. At this time, there is a kind of heartache in my happiness, because my mother gave me happiness for her pain, so I have nothing to repay my mother. My choice is to study hard and live up to my mother's hope, because I know I am.

I went home with my mother. I asked my father. My mom said my dad was on a temporary business trip. My mother said that I would cook for you later. I finished my meal in the evening. My mother asked me to take a hot bath. After taking a shower and going back to my room to sleep, I saw a roll of toilet paper on my mother's left hand side, twisting my nose. I see my mother's nose is red. At this moment, I ran back to my room in tears. I lay in bed, but my tears couldn't stop.

Today I was really touched by maternal love.

A touching event 12 Many things have happened in life. Perhaps a warm word, a loving action and an encouraging look will make people move.

I remember when I was two years old, I got adenogranuloma in my eyes. That time, I had a minor operation, and the doctor also said, "Be sure to remember to apply hot compress for 20 minutes after you go home." So when I sleep every night, I always feel warm around my eyes.

One day, I don't know what happened. I woke up in my sleep and slowly struggled to open my eyes. When I was young, I only saw a figure sitting next to me, and I dozed off from time to time. I opened my sleepy eyes and looked intently. It turned out to be grandma. I saw her rubbing her eyes from time to time. When I woke up, I showed her kind smile, patted her gently and said softly, "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Later, I heard from my mother that grandma would cook a pot of hot water in the kitchen every night, put some clean towels in the hot water, and carefully put the towels on my eyes, keeping the temperature just right every time so as not to make me feel uncomfortable. Once I found that my strong grandmother, who didn't cry very much, quietly wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes when she applied a towel to me. I know, although the disease grows on me, it hurts in grandma's heart, because I am grandma's baby grandson. No matter how tired or tired my grandmother is at night, she will carefully apply a towel to me. When I feel cold, grandma will change me into a warm towel in time. Thought of here, I can't help crying, my heart is full of love.

I have grown up, but grandma's love has always been by my side and touched me.

A touching thing: what is the touching thing about the sixth grade composition 13? If life is a book, then moving is the most wonderful page in the book; If life is a song, then moving is the most beautiful sentence in the song; If life is a long journey from birth to death, then moving is the most beautiful scenery in the journey. Let's talk about something that moved me today!

I still remember clearly that it was a Thursday night, just after ten o'clock, and I was about to go to bed. Suddenly, my stomach hurts like a knife and I can't move. I shouted, "Mom, Mom ..." Hearing my crying, my mother ran to my room and saw me squatting by the bed, clutching my stomach. She asked anxiously, "Baby, what's the matter?" "Mom, I have a stomachache," I whispered. "Stomach pain is not a trivial matter." Dad's eager voice came from the door. "Hurry, hurry to the hospital." Dad quickly picked me up.

My father ran from home behind my back to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital, and my mother followed me to help me, fearing that I would fall. She kept saying to me, "Don't be afraid, honey, be patient and go to the hospital early ..."

When I got to the hospital, the doctor examined me immediately and then gave me an intravenous drip. My parents accompanied me for infusion until after one o'clock in the morning, and I didn't leave the hospital until I felt less pain in my stomach. My father insisted on taking me home. Lying on my father's thick shoulder, listening to my mother's concern, I felt extremely warm and tears flowed down unconsciously.

This is one thing that moved me.

What is touching? Different people have different answers. However, no matter who you are, you can't tell a person who has no feelings what is touched. Because moving is not spoken with the mouth, but felt with the heart.

A touching thing 14 In my memory, there are many kinds of things, including happiness, sadness, surprise and injustice ... One of them bothers me and makes me very moved. ...

I remember it was my second grade. I didn't know what was going on in Chinese class that day. I feel dizzy and sleepy. I just want to sleep on my desk, and my forehead is as hot as charcoal. Out of concern, after my good friend quickly stood up and told the teacher, Mr. Hui hurried off the platform, came to my side anxiously, put his hand gently on my head, frowned and muttered, "It's so hot, I really have a fever!" Say that finish, miss hui immediately ordered the monitor to organize self-study and carefully helped me to her office.

After coming to the office, Mr. Hui let me sit in the chair first, then poured me a cup of boiled water, blew it over and over again, and then handed it to me to drink. After I finished drinking, Teacher Hui picked up the phone and dialed my mother's phone, asking her to receive it immediately. Later, Teacher Hui came to my side to be caring and attentive. Suddenly, I was no longer so uncomfortable, and a warm current surged in my heart. ...

This matter has been sealed in my heart. When I think of my teacher's loving face and kind words, I have to say, "I will never forget your kindness!" " Thank you, Teacher Hui! "

A touching thing 15 In life, we will encounter all kinds of things, among which the one in the sixth grade makes me most unforgettable.

I remember the winter in the sixth grade. One day, it rained heavily. I walked home with an umbrella. I accidentally fell into the mud and got dirty by it. I want to wash it when I get home, because I'm afraid my mother will blame me, but it must be very cold in such cold Tianshui, so I quietly put my umbrella in the corner behind the door while my mother was not looking.

In the evening, I was reading in my room when I suddenly heard the sound of "brushing", which was so clear and rhythmic. I walked around looking for sounds and saw my mother standing beside the faucet in the yard, struggling to brush and rub an umbrella covered with mud. I feel guilty watching my mother's every move. My mother is not scrubbing the stains on my umbrella, but scrubbing the stains on me that I don't like working!

It's so cold that I tremble. Suddenly, the brush in my mother's hand fell off. At this moment, I saw my mother's hand shaking with cold, so I ran to hold her hand. Her fingers were swollen and swollen, so I held my mother's hand tightly with both hands. Ah! I just found that the back of my mother's hand is big, swollen and wet, and her hands are tighter. I said, "Mom, I'll brush it for you. You go to rest!" " "Mom smiled and said softly," go and do your homework. The exam is coming soon. Review carefully and pay attention to it next time you open an umbrella. "After listening to my mother's words, tears welled up in my eyes. Suddenly, my eyes blurred. " Mom ... "I snuggled up in my mother's arms and began to cry. When I finished my homework and went to bed, I seemed to see the sound and shadow of my mother brushing my umbrella again.

Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like babies. This tells us that every mother has a selfless love for her children. I love your mother!