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1. The composition of "Snow is heartless" is a gray day. In this weather, the new year is coming, and everyone is rushing home for reunion. What is fresh in my memory is the snow and people's warmth during the Spring Festival last year. What people never expected was that many places were frozen because of the heavy snow, which made many vehicles unable to drive.

News reports say that at present, hundreds of thousands of people eager to go home gather in front of railway stations in major cities around the world. These people are all trapped here because the train can't run, and some of them even set up tents here. Therefore, they have been here for a long time. But what makes the train unable to run and keeps these people trapped here? It's snow, it's relentless snow that keeps these people who are eager to go home trapped here. It turned out that the snowstorm was too big and crushed the high-voltage power tower, which made some trains impassable.

Another scene is caused by snow: on the expressway, there is a thick layer of ice on the road, so cars can't walk and always slip on it. People had to park their cars on the road for safety, which caused traffic jams. These people can only sleep in the car hungry, and the longest one has stayed for six days and six nights. Because the snowstorm happened in the south, people were inexperienced and did not install snow chains on their cars, which led to this scene.

Although the snow is ruthless, the world is not ruthless. This time, the military medical staff took the 120 ambulance and drove along the road. When I saw a car, I asked if there were any patients and sent them food, quilts and warmth. Medical staff also went to the railway station to deliver food, quilts and treat patients. National leaders also hope that migrant workers from other places can stay in the local area for the New Year and that their neighbors can help them.

Snow is merciless, but people's help warms the hearts of people from other places. I believe that as long as everyone contributes a little warmth, the world will be better.

2. How to write an essay about the heartless people in Shuang Gang Town, Tongcheng, Anhui? "Hua, Hua ……" Anemone invaded our Ningbo mercilessly: many low-lying houses at home were flooded, and some children could only sit on the bed; The road has become Wang Yang, and the deepest place is about 6 meters; Branches broken by strong winds flew everywhere, smashing residents' windows and cars parked on the side of the road ... In the face of fierce typhoons, people did not panic, but reflected many touching stories.

A mother accidentally cut her hand artery in the storm, but the nearby small hospital didn't have this technology and no transportation to the big hospital. They are anxious like ants on hot bricks. The clever daughter thought of asking for help online, and soon a good-hearted person sent her mother to a big hospital, so that her mother could get the best treatment time smoothly. The composition of the sixth grade of primary school is "Writing Typhoon without mercy".

At Shisan overpass, there is a place where the water is particularly deep, more than one meter. As a result, pedestrians can't cut corners, and it takes at least half an hour to walk around the long road.

I don't know when it started. A father and son who didn't even have lunch time rowed two boats to pick up passers-by from 8 am to 5 pm. When I finally reached the stop, the guests on board thanked them and stuffed money into their arms, but he refused, smiling and refusing to mention his name.

City leaders go out safely for citizens, prevent road congestion, and let citizens ride for free. ..... In this super typhoon attack, although people's property suffered losses, no one was killed or injured! Look! There are so many good people in this natural disaster! Selflessly solve problems for others.

It is really a typhoon. That's heartless.

3. Composition: Legal heartlessness (600 words) "Lao Wang, long time no see, you look good today!" Lao Wang smiled and said, "I am decorating the house now!" " "Lao Wang is an old tourist in Wucun Town, Huixian City.

1987, Lao Wang was sentenced to death with a suspended sentence for intentional homicide, his wife remarried, his parents died, and a good family broke up like this. During his imprisonment, Lao Wang appealed many times, and the result ended in upholding the original judgment.

After he was released from prison in June, 5438 +2008 10, Lao Wang repeatedly appealed to the Higher People's Court of Henan Province and other departments. 20111kloc-0/On October 24th, the Provincial High Court held that the appeal grounds could not be established and rejected it according to law. Since then, Lao Wang has repeatedly visited Beijing to petition and appealed to the Supreme People's Court.

Long-term prison life makes Lao Wang eccentric, coupled with people's secular prejudice, which has long been unacceptable to people, and it is difficult to find a job to support his life. Because there is no economic income, Lao Wang's life is particularly difficult and his psychological pressure is enormous.

When Lao Wang is depressed, he will come to Wucun town to find a leader and clamor to go to Beijing. No matter how busy the leader is, he will put down his work, listen to his complaints carefully, chat with him and help him solve problems. When leaders go to the countryside or have meetings, the staff of the town petition office will take the initiative to find Lao Wang and talk about things in work and life. Unconsciously, it took two or three hours to get to old Wang Jimin.

When necessary, leaders will send people to accompany them to Beijing for policy consultation. From many conversations with Lao Wang, the staff of the town petition office understood his mind, and his greatest wish was to have a home of his own.

Home is really too important for each of us. When we have our own home, we have everything. In order to help Lao Wang relieve his psychological pressure, make him return to the society as soon as possible and adapt to the current normal life, the town * * * helped Lao Wang repair his house through various channels and actively matched him.

Thus, the scene at the beginning of this article appeared. At present, Lao Wang Anxin gives birth at home and occasionally goes to town to talk to the leaders. We can still hear Lao Wang's hearty laughter from time to time. This is what seems to be ruthless, but it is affectionate and the law is ruthless.

4. Write heartless but affectionate. I have been online for many years and have made many friends. I always feel like a passer-by when I come and go. Whether I become someone else's passer-by or someone else's passer-by, although it is far from ecstasy, I always feel unhappy. The reason may be that "the Tao is ruthless and people have feelings." All passers-by have a happy encounter, a process of getting to know each other, and an ending of not being together. The reason for the end is often unclear. This reminds me of Tolstoy's words: all happy families are the same, and each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. A friend once said: There are too many impetuousness and unpredictability in life, a casual mistake and a harmless joke will make friends break up and become strangers. This seems to show that people's feelings are very fragile, but there is no denying that we once had feelings. Now, although we have no feelings, we still have memories, and they are beautiful memories washed away by time. I like an English song yesterday very much. Whether singing this song or listening to this song, I am always filled with emotion and tears. Although I won't come again yesterday, I sincerely hope that yesterday will reappear. I once talked to my friend that my friend broke up because of misunderstanding. If we meet again, will it all be over? I didn't expect my friend to say: there is no deep hatred, not to mention the saying that "meet with a smile and forget the enmity." After listening to these words, I feel extremely gratified. A friend is very enthusiastic and always tries his best to help others. He once said: Even if it is a meteor, you should draw that shining mark. This reminds me of a poem I wrote before: in the emotional sky, there are both the blazing sun, the hazy moon and the starry sky. Occasionally, meteors flash by, or stars rain heavily. Although it is short-lived, it seems to have gone too far. Comets with many opportunities are bright and want to win glory with the bright moon in the night sky. In fact, whether it is the sun, the moon or the stars, as long as they can illuminate themselves and others by the way, they should be very satisfied. We don't expect to burn ourselves like meteors, just to illuminate others. Although this is touching, it is too hasty and eye-catching. Outsiders may cast envious moonlight, but the people in the bureau can't really benefit from it, so I don't think it is necessary or worthwhile. Of course, what I said here is not what my friend said. As the old saying goes, saints forget their feelings and finally fall in love. The clock of love is in our generation. Therefore, we are often trapped by love, and unfeeling is naturally not desirable. It seems that fickle love is not very good, and deep love will be difficult to accept. Perhaps the true meaning of life is: plain is true, but ruthless is affectionate.

The first anniversary of the 5.5 12 Wenchuan earthquake is characterized by the pitiless earthquake and priceless life. Please cherish life. Spring is the season when everything recovers. The arrival of spring makes all kinds of life grow and multiply, so it is said that spring breeds the hope of life.

Human society also has things that bring people hope for life like spring. Its name is love.

After the 5. 12 Wenchuan earthquake that shocked the world, the disaster area was in a mess, tens of thousands of lives were in the world of yin and yang instantly, and countless lives were struggling in death.

In the face of sudden natural disasters, the people of the whole country unanimously lend a helping hand to the disaster-stricken areas and offer warm love to their compatriots. The CPC Central Committee attached great importance to it and immediately convened a meeting to set up an emergency rescue headquarters. Officers and men of the People's Liberation Army and Armed Police from all over the country rushed to the disaster area to actively carry out rescue, and the people in the rear enthusiastically donated blood and donations ... The whole country quickly and orderly invested in the special struggle for comprehensive earthquake relief, and the people in the disaster area fully felt the warmth of the Chinese nation.

At the same time, countries and people all over the world sent much-needed materials and experienced rescuers to China. In the face of disaster, there is no national border, no race, no hatred, only strong struggle, sincere prayer and selfless assistance.

After the disaster, the unity of the whole country and the sincere help of all countries in the world made us truly feel what it means to support one party in trouble and what it means to donate love.

Love and assistance from all directions gather the same strength as spring, so that the people in the disaster areas can forget the despair of death, see the hope of life, keep the people in the disaster areas away from the darkness of pain, usher in brilliant light, and let the people in the disaster areas get rid of endless fears and enjoy happiness and peace.

Spring has come and the grass is green. Spring has awakened all the sleeping natural things, and love has saved the troubled land of Sichuan.

As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become infinitely beautiful.

Let's send a warm spring breeze to the people in the disaster area, and let this spring breeze make flower of life bloom again; Let's send a silent spring rain to the people in the disaster area, and let this spring rain rejuvenate the deserted home.

6. Time flies to fight the epidemic through small incidents and family members. In a blink of an eye, the winter vacation arrived and the Spring Festival arrived as scheduled. Last Spring Festival, I would visit New Year with my family and travel. But this year's Spring Festival, a sudden monster named "novel coronavirus" disrupted our plans and annihilated my expectations and longings for this Spring Festival.

Under the epidemic, I will follow my mother every day and learn about its dynamics through TV and the Internet. There are warm and touching scenes of medical staff helping patients on the screen, and there are also many scenes of soldiers overcoming various difficulties day and night ... Heroes gathered in Wuhan and went to the front line to fight the epidemic, which greatly comforted our experience of fear and anxiety and made us feel that the bundle of expectations in our hearts is getting brighter and brighter.

Although this monster has disturbed us, it can even be said that it has disturbed the normal life of the people of the whole country and made us live a veritable "rat" year. However, I also feel more warmth of my family. Because I can't go out, I have many firsts: the first time I wrapped buns with my mother, the first time I helped my grandmother pack jiaozi, the first time I moved firewood up the mountain, the first time I dug wild vegetables in the field, and the first time I played football with my grandfather. . If you feel it with your heart, you can always enjoy life.

Of course, our days at home are not completely idle: we read books carefully every day, take online classes seriously, and finish all the homework assigned by our teachers seriously. After studying, with the company of my family, climbing and walking in the sparsely populated back mountain has become my favorite way of exercise. Combining work and rest, "home" can be wonderful at home!

The epidemic was ruthless, and many people in the village took the initiative to participate in the investigation around the clock. Dad and uncle are also one of them. There are many people around me who donate materials and funds needed for epidemic prevention for free, and I admire them from the bottom of my heart. People of China, that's great!

Here, let us thank all the soldiers who fought against the epidemic! Let's listen to Grandpa Zhong-don't go out, wear a mask, wash your hands frequently and exercise frequently. Looking forward to the early arrival of "spring"! Come on, Wuhan! Come on, my motherland!

7. Sichuan earthquake composition is over. I hope the people in the disaster area will get out of their misery and overcome their difficulties as soon as possible. Natural disasters are merciless, and people all over the country are attached to you. I hope you can get out of your sadness and rebuild your home as soon as possible. Are we praying for you, or is this earthquake further proof that China people are United and help each other, which is really "heartless"? Let's pray for the people of Sichuan and wish them a beautiful home as soon as possible. In addition to silence, I still burst into tears. These days, I have been watching the shocking dementia reports and pictures on the Internet, listening to the latest reports on the radio and watching the ever-changing death toll. Some of them are in tears! It is not an exaggeration to describe it as "caring for each other without words, tears flowing thousands of lines". My eyes blurred several times when typing this paragraph. Gong Zizhen wrote in a poem: "The night is full of tears"; There is a poem written by Lian Lu: "The sea is full of tears"; Chen Yulan wrote a poem: "A line of words tears a thousand lines"; Many tears can't replace my mood today. I can only say that Su Shi's "caring for each other without words, only a thousand tears" is the most true psychological portrayal today.

In the quiet night corner, send a cup of warm wine to people far away; The sky is boundless, praying for the affected people; A long way to go, bless the people in the disaster area; Take care all the way, and wish all the people in the disaster areas out of trouble as soon as possible! Finally, with tears in my eyes, I wish my brothers and sisters in the disaster area to get out of trouble as soon as possible and wish you peace.

8. A composition about the true feelings of the world One noon in July, the burning sun was high in the sky. When I walked to the intersection of Renmin Road in Xinpu District, I suddenly saw an uncle riding a bicycle swaying and falling down.

People are walking around in a hurry. The situation is urgent. Let's send him to the First People's Hospital for treatment.

When the patient arrived at the hospital, the doctor diagnosed that the man had a bad cold and had to have an intravenous drip immediately. But who will pay the bill? Just then, an uncle took out the only 17 yuan in his pocket, but it was very small. When people around us saw this situation, they also paid for the patient's medical expenses from their own pockets.

Due to timely treatment, the sick uncle woke up soon after intravenous drip. The first thing he said when he woke up was to say gratefully, "Thank you!" "Then, he will pay back the money from his personal pocket. But everyone refused and insisted on not doing it. Everyone said to the sick uncle, "We don't want money. We are glad that you are in good health. Give you some money, even if it is' learning from Lei Feng'! "

At this time, the sick uncle looked at everyone with grateful eyes and didn't know what to say.

Indeed, the harm of heavy snow is unpredictable. How many people have been blocked from going home by the heavy snow? How many families have fallen apart? How many people are waiting for the late train at the railway station? Without true feelings, there can't be so many question marks on it!

When the wind blows through the silent night, when the heavy snow falls on the young roof, the true feelings around the world.

During the winter vacation, a heavy snow, which has not happened in 50 years, hit most parts of China. There is a popular saying in China: Did you fall down today?

Indeed, the harm of heavy snow is unpredictable. How many people have been blocked from going home by the heavy snow? How many families have fallen apart? How many people are waiting for the late train at the railway station? Without true feelings, there can't be so many question marks on it!

Here I also want to say to the migrant workers who are eager to go home in Shanghai: "Shanghai is your's home!"

Our own home is small, and Shanghai is our "habitat". We are like a group of happy birds, where we can fly happily. Let all the "birds" form "brothers", and we are a happy family!

Now the neighborhood Committee is promoting "giving love and donating money to the disaster area". I took out the pocket money left over from last month and put it in the donation box.

Snow is heartless and affectionate, and boxes of donations fly away with our feelings. ...

There are true feelings everywhere in the world-homesickness is still there.

In a busy and meaningless sigh, days slip gently from the sleeves of the ears. Walking on the streets of the city, there are many tall buildings and flashing lights. The shop window was decorated with clothes popular in the four seasons. The crowd is like ants, and strange faces pass by. The city is marching in the hustle and bustle every day, continuing civilization and culture, but the affinity and trust of life and the blending with nature are gradually drifting away.

Living in a house of young crops and red bricks, I thought this was my world and my paradise. Carefree, happy to grow up in this rainless sky. Off the flower season, ushered in the rainy season, I also embarked on a journey of studying in different places. Standing in a corner of the city, looking at the bustling crowd and the endless stream of vehicles, I feel very small and insignificant. Sometimes, when the storm breaks during the day, the thick night slowly gathers around me, and my loneliness is like the falling night outside the window, getting stronger and stronger. I don't want to turn on the light, but just sit quietly in loneliness. I am eager for the barking of dogs in distant villages, the croaking of frogs in ponds and the chirping of crickets. They swing from the horizon and faintly lift my thoughts in my heart valley. The hometown I miss day and night is getting closer, richer and clearer.

The village is very small, but it is so lively and interesting because of the water plants, houses, cooking smoke, old people who can tell stories, simple and hearty villagers, and children who can tie birdcages to catch slugs. Therefore, it has become an unforgettable memory in my life. Running around in high and low villages without knocking on other people's doors. Although each house is similar, it is still clearly distinguished by us because of some differences. The morning glory of this family is covered with sticks, and the red pepper of that family is hung on the eaves. Every small garden is in good order, all kinds of vegetables are cultivated in ridges, vines are rising, and small flowers are blooming. Full of green, a small garden, originally overflowed with the true taste and hope of life.

The small village is nourished by mountains and rivers, and the air is filled with the fragrance of green trees and firewood. The people here are simple and kind, which makes all living things on earth willing to live with them. Every spring, swallows come and build their nests with mud under the eaves of farmers. The picture is harmonious and moving: a family sitting on the porch is having a very ordinary dinner, and swallows whisper overhead, sometimes flying sideways from people, leaving a beautiful silhouette. A quiet life makes the texture of life more pure and transparent.

Nowadays, facing this huge city and noisy crowd, I miss my hometown more and more. Miss the tranquility and simplicity there, miss the freshness and cleanliness there. Then, there is a faint regret. Why are all kinds of treasures, at that time, very ordinary, suddenly looking back, tears filled my eyes?