A warm composition of 400 words

I once experienced such a thing that warmed my heart for a long time.

At that time, grandma took me to the supermarket, and the heavy door outside the supermarket blocked us. Grandma tried her best, but the door still did not move. Just when my grandmother and I were desperate, an aunt came face to face. She smiled at us, that smile was so kind and amiable, without any discrimination. Aunt put her hands in front of the door, her feet spread apart and her upper body leaned forward. After some efforts, the door was finally opened. She held the door with both hands until grandma and I went in. Grandma kindly said to her, "Comrade, thank you so much!" " Aunt still smiled and said, "You're welcome, this is what I should do." Of course, you have to come in by yourself, but you just gave us a ride, I thought, but I was wrong. When grandma and I were walking on the stairs on the second floor, we accidentally saw through the glass that my aunt didn't buy anything, but she walked out of the supermarket. I was really shocked. Did she help us open the heavy door because grandma and I couldn't get into the supermarket?

For an instant, I seemed to understand something, but I couldn't describe it. Is it happy to contribute to others? Warm, perhaps, are just two words that everyone can read and write, but only these two words occupy my heart. Now, I have doubts about warmth again. Not two words written on paper, but two words that will be deeply rooted in the heart.

Maybe if you give your seat to others, others will feel warm. Not littering is a kind of warmth ... warmth is around us, as long as we observe it carefully, it is not difficult to find it.

Chapter 2: Warmth

I feel a lot of warmth in my life. Have the warmth given by the teacher; The warmth given by friends; There is also warmth from some strangers. But what impressed me the most was the warmth my family gave me.

A few words of concern made me feel warm.

That morning, as soon as I got up, my father said to me, "Yesterday's weather forecast said it would rain today. Please remember to add more clothes and bring an umbrella when you go to school. " I felt a quiver in my heart after hearing it, and then a warm current came to my mind.

An encouraging look makes me feel warm.

Remember the last midterm. I did badly in the exam, and I was particularly sad. Going home on weekends is also a listless look. My mother knew the cause of the incident. Instead of losing her temper, she gave me an encouraging look. Then, my heart warmed up and I shed tears of shame.

A cup of hot tea keeps me warm.

One night, when I was struggling for a math problem, the door was gently opened. I saw my brother coming up to me with a cup of hot tea and said, "Sister, Wen.

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I'm tired after studying for so long. Have a cup of hot tea. "Looking at my brother's sincere eyes and listening to his words of concern, another warm current came to my mind.

Home is warm and sweet. It can relieve people's cold in winter and bring spiritual comfort to people.

Chapter III: Warmth

What I remember most is giving up my seat on the bus. It makes me feel that the love between people is so beautiful.

Once, I went shopping with my mother and cousin. Dad is not at home and has no car. Mom said to go by bus.

Soon, the bus came. There are many people in the car. Fortunately, there is an empty seat, but who should sit? I want my mother to sit with my cousin. She is still young and likes to follow my mother. I am too old to quarrel with her any more. So, I said to my mother, "You two sit down and get off quickly!" " "

There are more and more people in the carriage, the noise is getting louder and louder, and it is getting crowded. After driving for a while, I began to stand unsteadily!

Seeing this scene, my brother sitting next to my mother said to me, "Sit down. I got off here. " I thought my brother was getting off the bus, so I sat in his seat.

However, after station after station, my brother hasn't got off the bus yet. My brother didn't get off the bus until we got off.

Only then did I understand that this brother lied, but the lie he told was a moving white lie.

Although it has been a long time, in retrospect, my heart is still a little warm.

Chapter 4: Warmth

In the morning, when my mother and I went downstairs, we felt freezing cold. It is foggy outside, and everything in the distance is hazy. A few yellow leaves fall from time to time, which indicates the coming of autumn.

I shrink my head, stretch my sleeves and put my hand in. When my mother took me on the electric car, I felt even colder-the wind pierced my cuffs and trouser legs, and soon I was cold and cold.

"Mom, it's so cold!" I called out.

"Hold on a little longer, and we'll be at school soon." Mom said.

"But," I said, "it's really cold!"

Mom didn't say anything, so she parked the car on the side of the road and told me that she had taken off her blue coat and put it on for me, and buttoned it carefully for me.

Let's go on. Now I'm much warmer, but I feel uneasy: my mother is riding in front, and it's already cold. She took off a coat for me, and it must be even colder. Thought of here, I feel a twinge of guilt. I held my mother's waist tightly, hoping it would keep her warm.

I can't forget this cold but warm morning, because my mother gave me endless love!

Chapter 5: Warmth

Whenever I think of such a past, I feel warm in my heart. On that day, Wan Li was clear and Wan Li was cloudless, and suddenly it was overcast and the wind roared.

I was only in grade one at that time, and I was just sweating like a pig. After a while, my sweat dried up. God, it's getting dark, and I'm anxious. What if my parents don't pick me up? My heart is jumping like a deer. I couldn't help shivering, only to remember that I was wearing a very thin dress. The wind is still blowing; Rain, also don't understand human feelings to fall down, and there is more and more fierce momentum. I feel colder, and I feel more anxious when I watch my classmates being picked up by my parents. Time goes by, the wind is still blowing and the rain is still falling, but my parents have never been seen.

I was desperate, and tears of disappointment came to my eyes ... The students had already left, and I was waiting alone in the classroom, eager for a miracle. Raindrops hit the window, "pa-pa-pa", which disturbed me and made me more and more upset. "Xiao yun, mom and dad haven't come to pick you up yet? So, the teacher will send you! " At this moment, Mr. Long's amiable voice echoed in my ears. I have to nod like a straw. Then, two small figures appeared on the teacher's motorcycle.

When I finally got home, a warm current suddenly spread all over my body. Ah! It feels good to be home!