A 450-word essay on one thing that moved me

A 450-word essay about something that moved me (1)

There is a saying that goes well: "The reason why a person is moved is because he lives in love." Love is everywhere in life, and touching is everywhere. There was such a thing that touched me.

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon. I was walking to the library. As I walked, I was thinking about what books to borrow from the library. When I walked to the side of the road, I saw a The old woman was walking slowly and dangerously through the traffic on crutches. I wanted to help her, but I was frightened by the speeding traffic. Suddenly, a car was driving towards the grandma. Obviously, the driver of the car did not notice the grandma, and the grandma did not notice it at all. At this time, the car was less than two meters away from the old woman. At this critical moment, a young man ran into the traffic from the roadside and pushed the old woman away. The old woman was safe, but the young man was hit by the car and flew out. For several meters, blood spilled all over the ground. People present were stunned, and people passing by also stopped. Some people burst into tears just looking at it, and my eyes were already wet. I couldn't bear to read any more and continued walking to the library. When I arrived at the library, I was still thinking about the scene just now. I tried to calm down my heart, but unfortunately, I still failed. I hurriedly borrowed two books and left the library. When I walked to where I was just now, I saw that the young man had been sent to the hospital, and someone was cleaning up the scene. I walked back home in deep thought.

To this day, when I think of this incident, I am still deeply moved, and a warm current warms my whole body...

A 450-word essay on one thing that moved me (Part 2) )

In my childhood memories, many things have gradually faded away as the years go by. But there is one thing that has always been imprinted in my mind like a star.

That happened in the winter of the year before last. This winter was particularly cold. As usual, I get up early every Saturday to participate in off-campus Cambridge English learning. The weather was gloomy when we went out, and the weather forecast predicted snow today. Sure enough, it started snowing heavily at the end of the study. The cold wind blew snowflakes flying all over the sky. After a while, the ground, trees, and roofs were covered with white. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. At my request, my grandfather and I walked into KFC to eat something to warm ourselves up. We sat down near the road so we could enjoy the snow scenery.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky is covered with heavy snow. There were almost no pedestrians on the road, only cars passing by slowly. Suddenly, I saw a person standing in the middle of the road. After a closer look, it turned out to be a policeman directing traffic. Heavy snow fell on his hat and face, slowly turning into cold snow and flowing into his neck. But he didn't dust off his hat or wipe the snow on his face and neck. He didn't even stamp his feet or rub his hands. He concentrated on directing traffic.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes... Under his command, the vehicles on this road traveled safely and the traffic flowed smoothly.

In this moment of ice and snow, a warm current suddenly surged in my heart. Every day I see police officers directing traffic on the road, but I don’t feel anything special about it. But today, the image of the police uncle suddenly grew taller in my heart.

At that moment, I was so moved!

A 450-word essay on something that moved me (3)

The dark night is more beautiful because of the bright moon, and the stream is clearer because of the presence of pebbles. Flowers are more beautiful because they are surrounded by green leaves, and the world is more beautiful because they are touched. There is a small thing in life that left a deep impression on me. Grandpa's deep love surrounds me warmly. Maybe in my memory, other things have slowly faded with the passage of time, but this incident will always be engraved in my heart.

I remember that time, for some reason, my stomach hurt for several days, which was very uncomfortable. (m.taiks.com) I couldn't eat anything, I just held my nose and took medicine. My grandparents felt very uncomfortable seeing me losing weight day by day, and they made me delicious meals in different ways every day. One night, it was pouring with rain, and I suddenly wanted to eat oranges, so I muttered casually: "It would be great if there were sweet oranges!" I just said casually, thinking that my grandpa would definitely buy me oranges tomorrow. of. Unexpectedly, my grandfather turned around twice on the ground and said, "There's something going on at work. I have to go and take a look." After saying that, regardless of my grandma and I's strong desire, he picked up his umbrella and rushed towards us at lightning speed. In the rain.

I prayed silently in my heart, Grandpa must not get wet! Seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock... time passed by one minute and one second. I was about to fall asleep, and I vaguely heard a knock on the door. ah! Grandpa is back. I rushed out in a hurry, opened the door and saw that my grandfather's clothes were all wet. The water droplets dripped down his collar and trouser legs into several thin rain lines. His shoes were also filled with water, and they looked like a Soaked chicken. Grandpa said to me despite being covered in mud and water: "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's sour." Looking at the bright yellow oranges, not only did my nose feel sore, tears rolled in my eyes, and all kinds of thoughts came to my mind. It was so late, it was raining heavily, and the nearby fruit shops were closed. For these oranges, grandpa had to go a long way around.

Suddenly, a warm love instantly surrounded me.

Now, although this incident has been a long time ago, I still remember it fresh. It will become the brightest star in the sky in my memory.