Excellent composition with true feelings

In our daily life, we often come into contact with composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is an excellent composition of true feelings that I collected for you. I hope it will help you.

1 I stepped on a skateboard and slid on the boulevard of Jingchuan Park like lightning. The wind of "whoosh-whoosh-"sounded in my ears, and rows of trees quickly retreated. The feeling of gliding is really cool!

When I saw a bridge in front of me, I accelerated the uphill speed, but my skateboard was out of control because of the strong downward impulse. Seeing a bend ahead, the skateboard lost control and went straight ahead. I heard a "ouch" and I fell heavily to the ground. "It hurts! How can I be so careless! " I blame myself with regret.

"Son, does it hurt?" A strange voice sounded in my ear. I looked up. It turned out to be a kind old woman. She squatted down and asked with concern.

"Not bad." I tried to get up under the severe pain, but I couldn't.

"Son, you must have had a bad fall. Come on, my mother-in-law will help you. " The old woman lifted me up hard, and then patted the dust on my body with her hand. I was touched to see that she cared so much about me. I looked at her gratefully, only to see her gray hair, chubby body, kindness and care.

"Your shoulder hurts. Come on, my mother-in-law will help you. " The old woman helped me to the seat on the side of the road and gently rubbed my shoulder. She rubbed my shoulder and said to me, "Be careful when skating next time, son. You will damage your health. "

"Well, thank you, old woman!" I nodded hard and felt a warm current flowing all over my body. "Mother-in-law, I have no pain. Thank you! " I got up and picked up my skateboard to say goodbye to her.

"Slow down, don't fall again, safety is the most important thing." My mother-in-law told me with a smile.

"I see-"

"The world has its own true feelings!" I sighed silently in my heart.

Although it has been a long time, the kind face of the old woman has been engraved in my mind.

There will be so many gains on the road of life, and possession will naturally be accompanied by loss. When you rush forward, there will be more and more things in your carry-on bag. Therefore, the pace of progress has become heavy and slow. Letting go is comfortable, so we need to learn to give up. When you feel that walking is getting heavier and heavier, you can consider putting it down. Letting go is sometimes to seek a broader sky and a relaxed mind. For those things that don't belong to you, you can't be persistent. After all, what doesn't belong to you will not become yours if you pursue it deliberately, because you will lose it eventually. The same is true of making friends. Learn to choose and learn to give up.

Life is a kind of fate. What you deliberately pursue may not be available all your life, but the glory you didn't expect will come in your indifference.

A friend is like a cup of light green tea. You should savor it carefully and consider its sweetness slowly. He will inadvertently walk into your heart and care for you with his heart. In the journey of life, our friends may be those small platforms. Maybe we haven't stopped on many platforms, maybe we will have a rest on a small platform, or maybe we will stay on a platform for a long time! It is one platform after another, which has become the ups and downs of our journey. Each platform has its own unique scenery, perhaps also has its own story or bitterness! Maybe we will remember that platform for a long time during the journey, or we may not remember their names for many platforms, but life has not stopped and turned into a straight line in one station after another! It is precisely because of this that we have to go through such a platform, but only with such a memorable life station will the journey not be lonely, and only in this way will life come to an end without regrets!

Friends, cherish every stop, what will they tell you? Be careful and have a good experience of every friend around you!

In our daily life, as long as we can observe carefully, we can see the true feelings of the world everywhere, clearly see the moving scenes of one party in trouble and support from all directions, and feel that the true feelings of the world are a great force to overcome difficulties.

At 2: 28 noon on May 12 this year, a human tragedy suddenly happened. A strong earthquake of magnitude 8 occurred in Wenchuan, Sichuan, causing huge loss of life and property. This matter quickly spread throughout China, affecting the hearts of the CPC Central Committee and the people of the whole country.

The people of the whole country immediately took action to relieve the earthquake. Troops went to the disaster area, medical teams went to the disaster area, volunteers entered the disaster area, and all kinds of relief materials were transported to the disaster area, so that the people in the disaster area could get timely assistance. Teachers and students of our school responded to the call of school leaders and actively donated money and materials to send love to the disaster area; I am no exception. I put the five yuan pocket money my mother gave me into the donation box. Although the amount is not large, it can also express my love for the people in the disaster area. I also wrote a composition specially for the children in the disaster area to express my deep condolences to them. Although my grandfather retired, he volunteered to donate money and pay special party dues; My mother not only donated money, but when she knew that there were too many wounded people in Wenchuan and needed blood urgently, she responded to the call and donated blood. With the strong support of the people of the whole country, earthquake relief has created many life miracles, and the people in the disaster areas have won an all-round victory in earthquake relief.

"United as one, United as one" fully shows that there is true love everywhere in the world, which shows the incomparable power of love and makes the people in the disaster areas really feel the warmth of the motherland. I believe that as long as everyone has love, the world will become better! Our life will be more harmonious and happier!

We may have heard of many moral models. They will definitely think for a while when making the most important decision. This person is an exception. She is "the most beautiful mother" Wu Juping.

On the afternoon of July 2, 20xx 1 half past ten, she went out on business with a sun umbrella. Suddenly, a scream broke the silence. She followed the sound and found the place. A two-year-old girl, Niu Niu, turned out of the balcony and hung in the air on the tenth floor for a while, then suddenly fell down. Wu Juping rushed up without thinking. She didn't want to be a moral model. She didn't think about her personal safety. She just thought about how to catch the girl. She immediately threw away the sun umbrella, took off her high heels and tried to catch the girl with her own hands. "Sou-"Suddenly, a shadow fell, she moved and caught the girl! But as soon as they caught it, the two of them immediately fell to the ground in a coma.

When Wu Juping woke up, she found herself lying in a hospital bed, and her family was ecstatic. The doctor told her that her left arm was fractured in many places, which was very serious. But she doesn't worry about herself or regret it. Instead, she was glad that she had caught the girl and asked her about the situation at the first time. After ten days in a coma, Niu Niu miraculously woke up. A stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

She didn't know Niu Niu who fell from the building, but in the face of the life of a strange child, she ignored her own life to pick up the child. This is a great mother!

Hearing this, I was very moved and thought: a young mother can be so brave and reach out her hands without thinking, supporting a blue sky of life. She really deserves to be the "most beautiful mother"! I really hope that "old people and old people, young people and young people" can fill every corner of the world.

In a beautiful small village, there are two ethnic groups, Miao and Han, and one of them is Xiaohua.

Xiaohua's family are all Han people. An elderly grandmother lives next door to them. She is very amiable. All her children have gone to work in other places, so they can only go home to see her on a long vacation.

Xiaohua's family takes care of her grandmother, and under the influence of her family, Xiaohua will gradually help her. At first, Xiaohua was still young, and she could only help her grandmother wash dishes and dishes. Slowly Xiaohua grew up and did more work for her grandmother. Every time Xiaohua helps grandma, grandma always praises Xiaohua for being good, and Xiaohua will help grandma when he grows up.

One Sunday, Xiaohua went to see her grandmother after finishing her homework. When I entered the house, I found grandma taking a nap, and there was a pile of dirty clothes next to the house. Xiaohua thinks I'd better help grandma wash clothes, just do it. She put the clothes in the basket, picked them up and hummed all the way to the stream. The running stream seems to be singing and crystal clear. Xiaohua looked at her own shadow in the water and was happy. Put down the basket and skillfully start washing clothes, just like a little adult, hammering and brushing, and the rushing stream soaked her shoes, but she didn't know it. Looking at the colorful bubbles floating on the water, it seems to be clapping for the little flowers. What a hardworking and kind little girl! In the song of this stream, Xiaohua finished washing clothes. With a satisfied smile, I picked up my basket and went home.

As soon as she entered the house, grandma came trembling with a cane. Seeing Xiaohua's little hands red with cold, she held Xiaohua in her arms, stroked Xiaohua's head with skinny hands and repeatedly said, "Son, you have worked hard. Thank you! " Tears ran down grandma's wrinkled face. Xiaohua wiped away her tears with a corner of her skirt and said, "This is what you should do. You're welcome. " Made a face at grandma, and grandma was overjoyed. The cheerful laughter of the two grandparents echoed in the room for a long time.

Love is the most beautiful emotion of human beings; Love makes the world warm. Let us feel the pure feelings between people and realize the joy and happiness brought by love. The true feelings between people are everywhere.

If you carefully observe life, you will find that there are still many beautiful people and things in our country, and there is warmth everywhere in the world.

One day, a strong wind with dense raindrops made it difficult to look up. When I was doing my homework in the library, I saw it raining heavily and came out, cursing the damn weather in my heart. Suddenly, a cold wind blew on my face like a needle. At the same time, I heard the sound of metal collision. I heard that the bicycle fell down and overwhelmed a large area.

At this time, an old man put his umbrella aside and began to help the car. He may be the person in charge of this parking lot. Grandpa struggled to hold an electric car, and dense raindrops fell on his body and face. Just as Grandpa was going to help the second bike, an uncle came to help him with the bike. I saw what they were saying, but unfortunately I was too far away to hear. I saw another uncle devote himself to the walker. After a period of time, more and more people devoted themselves to walker, and I also devoted myself to walker. Dense raindrops fell on us, strong winds blew on our faces, and some uncles' umbrellas were blown over. They picked it up without care, their hair was wet, and the rain stayed on their cheeks, blurring their eyes and wetting their clothes. They didn't bother to wipe, so a group of strangers got together.

Soon, more than 30 cars stood neatly in a row again, and the wind and rain seemed to be smaller. When we were ready to drive away and pick it up, a car owner came back and said gratefully, "Thank you, thank you." ...

Let's build our world with love. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will be better and warmer everywhere. composition

Memory is like an ocean. There are many ships on the sea, and some of them are ruthlessly knocked down by the waves, which makes me slowly forget. There are still some ships sailing ahead regardless of the wind and waves, which I will never forget. At this moment, another boat reminds me of the day when it rained cats and dogs.

When I was in the fifth grade, it was obviously after five o'clock when I was in custody, but it was dark at ten o'clock, and the sky seemed to have broken a big hole. Rain and hail kept falling. My classmates and I rushed to the school gate without saying anything. At the school gate, the school gate was already full of parents, shouting their children's names. When my classmates had put on raincoats and umbrellas, I was still looking for my father, but he was slow.

I don't know how many times I fell down on the road. Although I feel wronged and want to cry, I can't cry, because I know that only your family will sympathize with you when you cry, and others will only laugh at you. On the way, a hail flew over my face. At this moment, I suddenly felt my face hurt. I wiped my hand and found it was red and bloody. I knew my face was scratched, but I didn't stop because of it, but kept running.

At this moment, a big brother caught me. I was very wary of him at that time, but he seemed to be a mind reader and said to me, "Your parents may be worried at home!" " Then he took off his disposable raincoat and put it on me, and wiped my head with paper. I asked him, "Brother, what's your phone number?" "You don't have to give me money, you just need to help everyone around you who needs help." Then he ran away.

When I got home, my father was really worried, and then I told him about it. Father also lamented after listening. He said, "If people pass on their love and kindness to the people around them like this, not to mention the heavy rain, even the storm, we are not afraid!" From then on, I began to help others.

The boat drifted away again. Although his face has blurred, I will never change to help others.

There is true feelings everywhere in the world, which always warms people's hearts. When I was young, I was very afraid of strangers. Once, my mother took me to catch the autumn fair, and there were so many people. My mother clutched my hand tightly for fear that I would get lost. What about me? I am like a lively loach, dragging my mother around. How can my mother stand my torture? Soon, I was separated from my mother.

Tired of playing, I suddenly thought of my mother, but I am short and it is difficult to find my mother in the vast sea of people. So I squatted by the telephone pole and began to cry.

"Boo hoo" I was crying when an uncle came behind me. He patted me on the shoulder. I look back. He is of medium height, wears glasses and looks amiable.

"What's the matter with you, little friend?" Uncle asked with concern.

"I can't find my mother." I raised my tearful face and said.

"Never mind, don't be afraid. Will uncle help you find your mother with you? "

I nodded gently, so my uncle said to me, "Little friend, do you know where your mother's car is parked?" I said, "Yes, it's right there." I pointed to the car.

"Well, uncle, tell you, we will go there and wait for your mother now, so that we can find her; Ok? "

I nodded again.

So, we stood there waiting for more than half an hour, and my mother finally came out. She looked around anxiously. Obviously, she is looking for me. She saw me at a glance, rushed up to hug me and said to me, "My child! You scared your mother to death. How do you know to wait for her here? "

I said, "That uncle helped me." I pointed to the side, huh? Where is it? I looked around. It turns out that uncle went to help grandma again.

Although things have passed for a long time, I still remember that uncle-the uncle who will never be erased from my memory!

Excellent composition 9 "Although the wind is slight, there is still a moment of warmth and hope"-Inscription at night, the wind is biting, and the snow is cruel to gluttons. I was walking alone in this street when I suddenly heard a tune coming from a distance. Accompanied by this little song, I met someone, so I took a stool and sat down. He was unkempt, with waist-length hair and a long beard. He looks only about thirty years old. He makes a living as a busker, holding a broken porcelain bowl with a missing mouth, humming some unknown tunes, turning around from time to time, and putting his hand behind his back gently from time to time, as if stroking something.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, so I was the only one who stayed to listen. He put down the music and chatted with me. "Eldest brother, why are you busking here?" I asked. "It's a long story," he said, looking at me. "I was disabled since I was a child. When I was older, I brought a daughter-in-law. It didn't take long for me to be idle and poor, so I dumped me." Big brother has some tears in his eyes. I deeply sympathize with my eldest brother's experience. An upright and youthful young man is so unfortunate. He finished what was behind him. I am surprised that he is an infant. He whispered to the child that he blew on the hand that had been frozen red. When one hand exhaled, it slowly replaced the cold hand, gently stroking the child's head and coaxing the child to sleep. The more I watched it, the more moved I was, but I was a little confused: "Eldest brother, didn't you say that you and your daughter-in-law were about to break up?" Why are there children? "Yes, this is an abandoned child. The eldest brother replied. I was so shocked that I put all my pocket money in a bowl and left. I glanced at it and saw that my eldest brother was still repeating the previous actions and coaxing the children. I have mixed feelings in my heart. I believe the children will be very happy.

The weather is very cold, and the cold wind is still cold. But big brother, like the warm wind, illuminates the child's heart. Give him warmth and hope.

10 Many people say, "Nowadays people are selfish ghosts, and few people are willing to help others." However, in this winter vacation, I felt the true feelings in Shimonoseki.

That morning, I was awakened by my mother's words in my sleep-"Qiqi, get up quickly, the sun is shining on your ass." Hurry up and go shopping for me later. ""No, I want to sleep. "My mother shouted," Hurry up-hurry up-"so I had to get up. I asked my mother, "What can I buy? "Mom took out one yuan and said," Wait a minute. When the old woman selling tofu comes, you can buy me two pounds of tofu. "Suddenly, I heard someone shouting," Sell tofu, who will buy tofu? "I went to buy tofu, and when I came out, I found that it was not a grandmother, but a strange uncle with a long beard. However, I care about him, so I went to look at him. He smiled and asked, "Children, how much do you weigh? "

Look, what a strange uncle, with a sweet mouth and a smooth tongue. I won't be fooled anyway. "I want to buy two Jin." He cut me two pieces of tofu and put them in my bowl. I handed him the money and walked home quickly. Oh, I sprained my ankle, and the glistening tofu and bowl flew out of my hand, and my bowl was broken. I thought to myself: What should I do? My mother will scold me when I go home in the future.

At this time, a strange uncle came up to me, stroked my head gently with his hand and said to me in a gentle tone, "Good boy, don't cry, I'll cut you two more pieces."

"... where's the money? ""no money. " Say that finish, cut two pieces and put them in the bag. I just wanted to say what to do with this bowl, but I couldn't, because I didn't want to embarrass this strange uncle any more. I looked at this strange uncle and his kind face and didn't know what to say.

I smiled at him and ran home excitedly with my bag. There was another cry in the distance: "Sell tofu-"

Ah! There are true feelings everywhere in the world, and true feelings always warm people's hearts. It has been said that there is no shortage of beauty in the world, what is lacking is the eyes that find beauty. At that time, I shed tears, leaving tears that moved me!

Excellent composition with true feelings 1 1 The afternoon before yesterday, Bobo and I went to eat outside the school. When I came back, I saw a scene that moved me very much at the bus stop.

There is an inconspicuous corner next to the tea shop in our school, which is a shelter for homeless old people. I often see her. The old man's eyes are dull and his expression is dull. He still looks dirty, but he is surrounded by some rags. She may have found it herself. Her mind may be a little unclear. I often see her talking to herself in the air.

Sometimes, some students who come and go will cast similar pity eyes, but most of the time they turn a blind eye. Like me.

I can't help her. I always thought so. It's like giving yourself a grandiose excuse, and it's like escaping.

Until that day. Aunt cleaner made a special trip from across the street to this side of the road, holding a cream cake in her hand. She walked past me. My eyes kept staring at her back, and sure enough, she was delivering cakes to the old man.

The old man is still dull, but she read kindness in the eyes of aunt cleaner. She took the cake with trembling hands, and her mouth seemed to want to express something, but she never got what she wanted. I don't know if it's my illusion, but I think she was moved.

Although this is a simple thing, it is not written in a book, it is not staged on TV, and it is not heard from other sources. It is so real that we can't ignore it.

Then I couldn't help but hold Bobo's hand tightly and said with emotion, "The world is full of true feelings!" Bobo looked at me speechless, and then glanced at the old man. After a long time, she said to me, "So your Chinese is not taught by the math teacher? This sentence is wonderful to use here. " We all laughed. In the meantime, I think I should do something.

That feeling, like a question that has been tangled for a long time, finally has an answer. There is no "false ugliness" in this world, only more "truth, goodness and beauty". Aunt, thank you for letting me see the light of this world. Good people are safe all their lives!

When I came home yesterday, my mother and I shared the box of cakes. Although the cake is made the same as the ordinary cake, it has one more ingredient-true feelings.

It happened in the afternoon of 10123, which was our teacher Peng's birthday. After the third class in the afternoon, we just got back from tug-of-war downstairs. I don't know why, a group of girls around the teacher screamed a few times and went straight to the teacher's office. I was curious, so I followed.

Hardly had I reached the door when there was a burst of laughter. I was just about to go in and ask someone what happened. I was attracted by what I saw. There is no need for an answer at this time, because the answer is right in front of you-the table is full of bags of colorful cakes! I immediately got excited and saw someone moving the cake outside. I immediately came forward to help.

I carefully held six boxes of cakes in that plastic bag, and they were lying quietly in the plastic bag. The purple face makes people like it more and more, and the red sauce sprinkled on the attractive white cream makes people drool. When I entered the classroom, it was full of joy, and everyone's face was filled with joy, celebrating 54 boxes of cakes on the podium. After a while, the teacher also came to the classroom. The classroom soon quieted down, as if to save strength for the next better joy. At this moment, the teacher finally spoke: "Students, today is my birthday. I sent you a cake, hoping to share my happiness. " As soon as the voice fell, there was a cry in the classroom. The cake was divided and I got a piece of cake, too. I didn't eat it right away, because I also wanted to share Mr. Peng's happiness and care with my parents.

In the evening, I cut the cake in half. Half for mom and half for myself. While I slowly taste the cake, I am also tasting a true feeling of the world. ...

There is nothing wrong with the excellent composition 13 "There are true feelings in the world". It is because of the true feelings that the world is so beautiful, and it is because of my uncle's help that I really feel the true feelings on earth.

On National Day, my mother and I came to Hangzhou with big bags and small bags. While we are happy, one difficulty makes us anxious-we are on our way to the railway station, but there is no taxi on this road. A car drove by and saw that it was full of people, and the hand that had just been extended shrank back. When I couldn't get a taxi, my mother was like adding fuel to the fire, and she was more anxious. She still muttered, "What should I do? I'll never catch the train again. What should I do? "

Just then, a black car stopped in front of us. The window opened and I saw an uncle wearing black sunglasses and black clothes sitting in the driver's seat. Before we came to our senses, he said, "Are you going to the railway station? Get on the bus. " Mother retorted, "We are going to the railway station. Why should we get in your car? You are not a bad person, are you? " "How is that possible?" The driver said, "Don't worry." "I still don't believe it." Mother said warily. "Don't worry." A woman's voice came from the car. After seeing an aunt, I thought: Uncle driver may be a good man, otherwise how could there be an aunt? Besides, my aunt also promised us. So, we relaxed our vigilance. After getting on the bus, I was anxious. However, I am afraid that I will seek to usurp the throne. Along the way, the driver's uncle asked nothing. He just drove seriously and said, "It's nothing strange that I can't get a taxi this day."

When the train station arrived, our worries turned into reassurance. Mom gave the money to the driver's uncle, and the driver's uncle said, "I don't want money, just on my way." If there is an opportunity, let's talk it over. "Say that finish, the car drove away.

Ah! The truth is really around!

A drop of water can moisten the dry heart of others; A beam of sunshine can illuminate the dark hearts of others; A ballad can awaken the sinful soul of others; True love can warm the lives of others. ...

It was a cold winter, and the whistling north wind beat the earth, and every window was closed. The tree can't stand the abuse of the north wind, and all the golden hairs are gone. Only phoenix tree is still green. In the street, road builders are still busy repairing one hole after another, either manually or run over by cars. That's because they use hard sweat to fill the holes in others' hearts.

An old man groped his way forward on crutches. Obviously, this is an old man who is blind. He couldn't see the warning signs in front of him at all, and he didn't think that danger was approaching him step by step. That's a hole one meter deep! For an old man over seventy, how terrible it is to fall! Grandpa walked forward step by step, only tens of centimeters away from the pit! At this critical juncture, a road repairman jumped out of the pit with lightning speed, quickly arched his back and adjusted his height sensitively. The arched back was almost at the same height as the road surface, and he used his body to build a love "bridge" for the elderly. The old man's clumsy right foot trembled slightly on the arched back of the worker's uncle and finally passed the pit safely. The worker's uncle also casually climbed out of the pit and returned to his original job. On the road, people and cars are still passing as usual, the north wind is still whistling, the old man is still groping, and the road builders are still busy. But in that loophole, the seeds of love are quietly sprouting. ...

Some people say that treating others sincerely is a kind of pay, but what you get is happiness. Being sincere to others is a virtue. It will not make people rich, but it can make people noble. It can't make people gain power, but it can make them gain people's hearts! It is like a beam of sunshine in winter, spring in the desert, and intimate friends in loneliness.

Excellent composition with true feelings 15 I was also moved by true feelings.

I remember one afternoon last year, the sun was shining brightly, and the flowers were burned by this merciless sunshine. I feel physically and mentally exhausted after dancing. I feel particularly annoyed at the thought of walking home alone.

I walked slowly on my way home. I have walked this road a hundred times. It took me about thirty minutes to get to my long-awaited door. I am very excited at the thought of going home to rest soon. I banged on the door, and there was no response at all. No way! They're not home! I was afraid that I was thinking about reality, so I patted the door and shouted, "Grandma, open the door!" " "The whole building echoed with my voice, but there was still no response and no one answered the door. My mood immediately fell from heaven to hell, and the original little joy suddenly flew away from my heart. " Grandma is always like this. She is always away from home. "I complained in a low voice at the door. My mood has become as agitated as when I haven't got home yet. Helpless, I had to squat at the door and wait for grandma to come back.

Time passed slowly, but grandma hasn't come back yet. I stamped my foot at the door in anger. At this time, my aunt who lives opposite my house came out to take out the garbage. She saw me squatting at the door and asked me, "Jun Jun, why are you squatting at the door alone?" "Oh, aunt, there's no one at home, so I have to squat at the door and wait for grandma to come back." I replied in disappointment. "Then come to my house to rest!" "Really?" My aunt's words made me excited again, but I immediately felt embarrassed. After all, she is not my own aunt! "come on I'm waiting, maybe grandma will come back soon. " "It doesn't matter!" I had to have the cheek to come to my aunt's house.

I watched TV quietly at my aunt's house, and the volume was very low, for fear of disturbing my brother's study. About twenty minutes later, grandma came back and I went home.

There are true feelings everywhere in my life, and menstruation's retention makes me feel incomparable warmth. There is truth everywhere in life. Let's build a heart bridge full of true feelings and sail with love!