One thing that moved me to 500 words.

Whenever it rains, I will think of my dear grandfather, and think of one thing that moves me the most.

It was Friday, and I don't know who angered God. Suddenly, the sky outside the window turned dark, and it began to rain in Mao Mao. But who would have thought that at noon, the light rain in Mao Mao gradually turned into a downpour, and my mood was as gloomy as the sky. What shall we do? What shall we do? I didn't bring my umbrella, and I didn't tell my family to pick me up. Looking up at the sky, the rain will not stop for a while. My parents are still working, my grandparents are in poor health and I have no money. I am in a really bad mood.

I really envy watching my classmates walk out of school one by one. Just then, a kind voice came into my ear, "Jiang Meng!" I turned around and said, "Grandpa!" I cried excitedly and saw my grandfather riding a bicycle and wearing a black raincoat, but this small raincoat could not stop the strings of raindrops. I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran to grandpa. Grandpa quickly opened the umbrella and handed it to me. I found my seat wrapped in a plastic bag by my grandfather. He said he was afraid of getting wet on the road. I am very touched. "Come on!" Grandpa said. "No, I have an umbrella anyway. I can go back by myself. Please don't take me by bike. This road is slippery. " Grandpa is old, it may be dangerous to ride a bike by himself, let alone get wet with me. Grandpa quickly said, "Nothing, nothing. I don't trust you to go back in rainy days. Let's go, it will rain even harder in the future! " "I had to agree.

Grandpa is very careful at every step. The wind is getting stronger and stronger. My umbrella was blown over several times. Grandpa simply took my umbrella and put on my raincoat. Beads of rain as big as beans hit grandpa's body and face. I insisted on returning the raincoat to grandpa, but it was useless.

Finally, when I got home, my grandfather was covered in water. Grandma quickly brought a towel and asked me what was going on. Grandpa quickly interrupted and said, "nothing, the umbrella on the road is broken." I gave her my raincoat, so I got wet. I'm going to take a bath. " Tears welled up in my eyes as soon as grandpa turned into the bathroom.

I will never forget this incident, and let me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love him. I am proud to have such a grandfather, proud!

One thing that touched me the most (2)

Time flies like running water, and many memories fade with the passing of days. But one thing impressed me deeply-deep maternal love.

That morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Jingjing, the weather forecast says it will rain today, so take an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. This is evident in Wan Li. 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. ...

This really moved me (3)

Some things are forgotten with the passage of time, and some things cannot be forgotten no matter how time passes. It happened at school last summer, but it still makes me remember it vividly and still moved.

Bang, naughty glasses earned from me and died heroically on the ground. "ah! ? "I froze, standing there at a loss, staring blankly. What shall we do? What shall we do?

This is the third time that I have broken my glasses. My mother's tiger-like face suddenly appeared in front of me, and what my mother said last time echoed in my ears: as long as you break your glasses again, I won't match them for you! "This sentence like a bolt from the blue, has been wandering in my heart. At this time, unwillingly Jin Doudou also jumped out from my eyes. I feel uneasy, as if I jumped into the abyss from a tall building.

"What's the matter, what's the matter? What happened to the sound just now? " The students all came running. Some of my "reactionaries" seem to be saying, "Haha", your glasses are broken! "The monitor said," Never mind, don't be sad! "The students have great opinions. But I always feel that what my classmates said is ironic and my heart ached, so I ignored them.

The "Rinrin Bell" is over. Why is the bell so heavy today? Maybe I'm angry that I broke my glasses. I bowed my head and carried my schoolbag in despair, and I couldn't walk as if there were ten thousand tons of steel under my feet. "Don't go, we'll take you to a place!" Monitor Wang Peng said. I thought to myself: you still want to satirize me at this time. I'm really "dumb to eat Rhizoma Coptidis-I can't tell you how difficult it is"! But seeing his serious appearance, I was dubious and left with my classmates with a big question mark.

Here we are. When I looked intently, it was "Daguangyan Store". "We'll take you to get glasses," said Li Ping, who spoke quickly. My heart is full of joy, but I can't believe it "Where did you get the money?" "Together!" When they saw that I didn't believe them, they pulled me in. The uncle inside listened to my "heroic deeds" and worked harder to cooperate with me. "Ready!" He gave me his glasses. I hold it in my hand as if its weight is 1, because it contains the friendship of my classmates. This is my most precious pair of glasses!

This incident moved me very much, because it witnessed the warmth of the collective, and I will never forget it!

Affection touched me one thing (4)

From childhood to now, I have experienced many things, some are happy, some are sad, some are unforgettable, some are interesting … but none of them touched me, only one thing at home touched me. This matter is the affection between animals, which moved me.

It was the first day of summer vacation. I walked back from my sister's house with a dog. I was walking on Kuantian Avenue in the Woods when the dog ran in front of me.

Suddenly my dog slowed down and walked quietly, as if he smelled something wild ahead.

The wind shook the two rows of trees on the roadside violently, and the trees sang happily and swayed with the wind. When I looked along the extremely wide road, I saw a small sparrow standing on the ground, flapping helplessly against a pair of little wings. Its mouth is bright yellow, its head is furry and its round eyes are very bright. It obviously fell from its nest when it was just born, and it looked extremely pitiful and sad.

The dog approached the sparrow slowly, sniffed it with its nose, opened its mouth to reveal its sharp teeth, and when it was about to swallow the newborn sparrow, an incredible situation appeared in front of it. An old sparrow flew down from the tree, landed in front of the dog like a stone, tied its feathers, exhausted all its strength, screamed in despair, and a pair of round eyes showed begging eyes.

The old sparrow covered the little sparrow with his own body and wanted to save his little baby with his own life. But because he was so nervous, he trembled, broke out in a cold sweat and gave a hoarse cry. He stood still, ready for a big fight. What a monster the hound is to him! I'm so small, I'm scared. However, it can't stand on the tall branches safely, and there is no danger, watching its baby being swallowed by the dog as a delicious meal! This powerful force is that he flew down from the tree.

I was dumbfounded, so moved that I couldn't speak, and the dog was surprised, but it opened its jaws again and stuck out its long tongue. It probably didn't expect the old sparrow to have such courage, and slowly, slowly shrank back.

I quickly called my dog back and took it away.

I was deeply moved by this incident. I didn't expect animals to have such deep feelings. As a mother, she also has such care and love for her children.

Late at night, that lamp

That spring, I was crushed by a flying car accident, causing a comminuted fracture. The doctor said there was little hope of a cure. What can I do except stare at the days when the ceiling is next to Lacrimosa all day?

My sister, who teaches music in primary school, brought me high school textbooks and put them on my pillow silently. I was so angry that I spilled them all over the floor. Sister bent down to pick it up one by one, and big drops of tears flowed out of her eyes. I can't help crying.

One night, my sister suddenly pushed the door in, helped me up, pointed to the dark building opposite, and said excitedly, "Brother, did you see that window?" Third floor, second window on the left. "She told me that there was a girl who was completely paralyzed and lived alone with her blind mother. The girl sticks a shoe box to a factory during the day and studies writing hard at night. I was only 17 years old and published more than 100,000 words ... Looking at the light in that window, I blushed. " Brother, take courage! "

Since then, the light from that window has been with me. Only when I see the soft light, I can't help but pick up the textbook next to me.

One rainy afternoon, my sister died unfortunately to save a drowning child! The bad news broke down the whole family.

As night fell and the cool breeze blew gently, I lay in bed, tossing and turning, tears streaming down my face. Suddenly, a light shone softly on my face, and I suddenly had an idea: I want to meet that girl, tell her my sister's story, thank her for the light at night, and accompany me through that difficult season. I stumbled upstairs on crutches and tapped on the door. Nobody answered, so I knocked hard again. The opposite door opened, and a kind old lady looked me up and down and said, "Stop knocking, young man, that's empty." I froze. "... my son used to live here, and then he moved away, and this room has been empty ever since. Two months ago, a girl with long braids rented it, but strangely, he doesn't live here. He just told me to turn on the light at night and turn it off the next morning ... "

I suddenly threw my crutch and fell in front of that door, crying. Sister's urging voice seems to ring again: "Brother, summon up courage ..."

One day, walking on the road, the mobile phone rang, and a young girl's voice came from the microphone: "Dad, come back quickly, I miss you so much!" " "Intuitively, I know I have the wrong number again, because my daughter's voice is too familiar to me. It is not surprising that such things happen these days. I said angrily, "Wrong number!" He hung up the phone.

In the next few days, this phone call came from time to time, which made me upset. Sometimes I refuse rudely, and sometimes I simply don't answer.

That day, this phone call came again and again. What is different in peacetime is that I have been making unremitting calls over there and didn't answer. I finally held back my temper and began to answer, but the girl's weak voice said, "Dad, come back quickly." I miss you so much! " Mom said there was nothing wrong with this figure. This is your mobile phone number. Dad, it hurts so much! Mom says you are busy at work and take care of me alone every day. I am exhausted. Dad, I know you have worked hard. If you can't come, will you kiss Niu Niu again on the phone? "I can't refuse the child's naive request. I kissed the microphone several times and heard the child's intermittent voice: "Thank you … Dad, I am so … happy, so … happy …"

Just as I gradually became interested in this wrong number, it was not a girl who answered the phone, but a deep female voice: "I'm sorry, sir, I must have given you a lot of trouble these days." I am really sorry! " I want to call you to apologize after dealing with this matter. The child's life is very hard. She was born with bone cancer. Her father died in a car accident not long ago. I really dare not tell her the news. The daily chemotherapy and constant pain have tortured the child pitifully enough. When the pain was the most unbearable for her, she always shouted her father who had encouraged her to be strong. I really couldn't bear to see my child like this, so I just made up a mobile phone number that day ... "

"How is the child now?" I can't wait to ask.

"Niu Niu had already gone. You must have kissed her on the phone at that time, because she left with a smile, clutching the mobile phone that could hear the voice of' Dad' when she left ... "

My mother's love moved me.

My mother is an ordinary woman, but I often see her great side in my eyes.

On Sunday morning, I wandered in the kitchen. My mother saw that I was bored and said with a smile, "Go outside and play for a while." After listening to my mother's words, I rushed out of the kitchen happily and accidentally kicked over the cooked oil that my mother had just heated. Hot oil instantly splashed all over my left foot, as if there were 10 thousand steel needles stuck in my foot. Suddenly, I cried out in pain. My mother heard my screams and ran away. She quickly took off my socks and saw that my feet were covered with many bubbles. Looking at my painful appearance, my mother comforted me and helped me with the scald medicine. Tears are shining in my eyes.

For more than ten days in a row, I can only lie in bed and watch my sister go to school happily every day, which makes me feel very sad. My mother saw me in a hurry and gave me encouragement and comfort. Every day before dawn, she came to my bedside, observed my wound, carefully changed my dressing and encouraged me to be strong. It's late at night, and she has to treat my wound with a health lamp. She didn't go to bed until she watched me fall asleep. In order not to delay my study, she still finds time to make up my lessons every day. I am particularly sad to see my mother tired every day. Think that I am always disobedient and make my mother angry, but my mother drags her tired body to bear everything silently, with no regrets! What I did before was all wet!

I think, after my feet are healed, I must be an obedient child, study hard and repay my mother's love for me.

1. In a blink of an eye, the door of childhood has slowly closed to me. Recalling the past, there are joys and sorrows, joy and excitement ... but there is one thing I remember vividly.

On Sunday afternoon, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people, because I had to buy pens. In desperation, we went to a roadside food stall to buy food. The stall owner is an old man, and you can tell at a glance that he is a weather-beaten old farmer.

Mother asked the price and began to bargain with him. But the vegetable seller haggles over every ounce and refuses to cut the score by half. I urged my mother impatiently, and my mother was anxious, so she quickly said that she had to pay for the meal and left in a hurry. Who knows, on the way, my mother found the key missing. What should I do? There will be guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother showed a disappointed expression on her face. "Must be lost in the stall, lost something, who will give it back to you, not to mention the haggle over every ounce of the old man. You think you are unlucky! "

After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try her luck, so we ran towards the market again.

It was already evening when we arrived, and there were not many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw the old man still there, looking around as if waiting for someone. My mother and I walked up, and grandpa recognized us. He handed the key to his mother with a calloused hand, and her mother nodded knowingly to him. All three of us laughed happily.

Looking at this simple old man, what can I say? A sense of guilt arises from this. I wish the old man a safe life!

When I first went to kindergarten, my mother always took care of me in every way. But after I entered the third grade of primary school, my mother didn't love me as much as before. I let myself fold the quilt and cook. I have never understood this problem.

On this day, I rubbed my eyes, put on my clothes, went to cook, and came back when I was done. When I went upstairs, I suddenly fell down and spilled all the rice. Hot soup ran into my hand and I cried. The crying alarmed Grandma Wang who lived downstairs. She came up and looked, "Oh, no!" He hurried downstairs to get the medicine, wiped my scalded hand and said, "It's a good thing I wore thick clothes today, otherwise I would get a big scar!" " "Hearing this, I cried again. My mother saw it and said, "Nothing, it's just a scratch." Xiao Gu is a brave boy. Hurry and get dressed before making breakfast. "Why doesn't my mother love me?

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by pain. I saw my mother was not at home, so I sneaked out of bed. Suddenly, the mother's voice came from Grandma Wang's house: "This child can't get used to it. He must face all the tests alone. Although it is cruel, it is for the sake of children! " "After that, there was a long talk. Suddenly there was footsteps outside, and I knew my mother had come in. I immediately lie on the bed and pretend to sleep. My mother pushed open the door and smiled when she saw me sleeping. She tucked me in, touched my head and walked away. I opened my eyes, ah, my mother still loves me, but she doesn't love me anymore. Thinking about it, a tear of happiness rolled down my cheeks.

Mom, you are great!

I remember it was a summer afternoon, and it rained heavily, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming. In the morning, Dashe has informed me that at 6: 30 in the evening, another colleague and I will go to Dashe for a mock exam on foreign exchange business. In the afternoon, the business volume of the branch was as varied as usual, and because the host accountant went to the meeting, there were only two tellers left, and everyone was busy around. It gets dark around five o'clock, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the garbage on the road is flying all over the sky-a storm is coming. After a while, the rain began to "bang ……", like breaking glass, it began to rain heavily; The wind blew harder and harder, bending the trees on the roadside. It's stormy outside, and the branch is "very busy" ...

It's almost 5: 30 now, the rain has weakened, and many customers have left in a hurry after finishing their business. At 5: 35, the escort car arrived (because our branch was the first stop to pay the money), and it rained heavily again, and the water on the road outside began to rise. After the bus left, we continued to do some follow-up work. Suddenly, with a bang, all the lights in the whole branch went out, only the host kept ringing "B-B-". We were both cheated at once! "The power went out? ! "I won't! We will check the main power switch immediately. But the main power switch is fine! Look at the shop across the street. There is also electricity. How come... We immediately called the power station to inquire. It turned out that the wire on our side was interrupted by wind and rain, and now we send someone to repair it immediately, but we don't know when it will be repaired. Oh ... we're trapped! Because the shutters outside can't be opened without electricity, the spare electric box is outside! It looks like it's almost six o'clock, and I'm going to take the big club exam! We have to call the nearby branch for help. However, the rain is too heavy. Several trees along the road were blown down, lightning and thunder continued, and colleagues in nearby branches were helpless. The only way is to wait for the rain to subside. Helpless, there is only one word "wait". Ten minutes later, the rain didn't abate at all. When it hit the glass, we couldn't see outside ... Suddenly, a man in a yellow raincoat appeared at the door! ..... Oh, it turned out to be a colleague from a nearby branch! We jumped up from the chair at once, as if a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the dark world! We are so excited! Hurriedly let her open the spare electric box outside. "Kuang-"The shutter began to rise slowly. Ah ... we are finally "saved"! We cheered loudly ... and the colleague had put on her yellow raincoat again, and then we hurriedly thanked her, but she just smiled, got on her bike and was ready to leave. Then I noticed that her raincoat clung to her body and was soaked to the skin.

Looking at her riding a bicycle and staggeringly disappearing into the wind and rain, suddenly her nose was a little sour. This is the spirit of friendship, mutual help and mutual concern among colleagues. I think I will always remember that yellow raincoat!

Pan An is a nice young man in our community. He is kind, but a little timid. Even if he cooks fish soup, he dare not commit suicide.

One sunny afternoon, people in a building suddenly smoked, and the neighbors smelled the smoke and ran down. "Grandpa!" "A man shouted. Only then did everyone realize that the old man was on fire, but he was still sleeping soundly at home! People began to talk about who would save the uncle.

"Lin An, you go."

"Why?"

"You are the opposite of uncle. You should wake him up. "

"Then Zhang Yun should go further."

"Why?"

"Give you help uncle burn chicken soup! Don't you turn off the gas? "

…………

Just as everyone was arguing endlessly, Pan An came over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Uncle's house is on fire, but he is sleeping at home! But no one wants to save that uncle. " Lin An said.

Pan An looked at the growing black smoke and said, "I'll go!"

"Pan ..." Before everyone could say anything, he had rushed into the smoky corridor, and everyone immediately dialed 1 19. 10 minutes passed, and the bus of 1 19 came. People began to worry before they saw him get off the bus. Is he gonna be okay? After another 10 minute, everyone heard a familiar voice: "Come and help!" It's Pan An! It's him! His uncle in his seventies found him.

"Ann, it's hard for you."

"Pan An, you are amazing!"

……

"You don't say anymore, take the big ye to the hospital! It doesn't matter to me. "

"hey." After everyone sent the uncle to the hospital, he found a piece of cloth to tie the wound and didn't even go to the hospital.

I witnessed all this at the window, and two lines of tears stayed. I was deeply moved by him. Every time I stand at that window again, I will think of how many people will be like him in modern society. Doesn't modern society need this kind of character? Pan An and Harvey, they are both role models for us to learn from.

In my memory, there are many things that moved me. However, what impressed me the most was what happened two years ago.

It was a cold night, because I enjoyed playing during the day, and in the middle of the night, my illness pulled me out of my dream. I have a splitting headache and I feel feverish all over. My mother was awakened by my groan and quickly asked with concern, "What's the matter, son?" "I feel sick." Mother immediately touched my head with her rough hand, and then ran to the living room to take out the thermometer and put it under my arm. "Oh, thirty-nine degrees seven." Mom quickly helped me get dressed without saying anything. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother quickly registered me, took me to see a doctor, and finally took me to the infusion room for infusion. It was already three o'clock in the morning after the nurse pushed me into the ward. I was tired and sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, the snow had stopped and I felt much better. At this time, I saw the most touching scene-my mother sat on a small stool and fell asleep on the edge of the hospital bed. I turned around and saw a lot of medicine and delicious food on the bedside table. I know my mother bought it for me while I was sleeping. There is also a note on the bedside table. I picked it up and looked at it. It says, "son, take care of yourself in the future." Seeing this note, my tears turned several times in my eyes and finally could not help but flow out.

Although it has been two years, I still remember every detail. I will never forget my mother's kindness to me.

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