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Article 1: One thing that moved me

Open the gate of memory, let the river of memory flow trickling, many things come together Some things came to my mind and were blurred, but one thing remained fresh in my memory.

I remember it was the summer two years ago, and it happened in the community where I lived. That night I went shopping and saw a child sitting on the ground crying. I ignored him and walked over. On the way back from shopping, it seemed like God was against me. It happened to be raining lightly. It was strange. The sky was clear before we went out, but what about now? I was thinking while hiding under the billboard. At this moment, a little girl in a red dress came to me, "Sister, why are you standing here? Is it because you didn't bring an umbrella?" the little girl asked me. I quickly replied: "Yes! Yes!" The little girl said enthusiastically: "Sister, let me take you home." I didn't know what to say. This little girl is younger than me, but she can take the initiative to help others. , my heart suddenly felt hot, my nose felt sore, and tears flowed down involuntarily. I thought: I didn't help the crying child on the way to buy things just now, but instead let another child help me. I felt very sad. At this time, the little girl saw me like this and asked me innocently: "Sister, why are you crying? Did I let the rain hit you?" I quickly replied: "No, it was the wind that hit me. "My eyes are fine." Before I knew it, I had arrived home. I thanked the little girl and invited her to play at home. The little girl just said "goodbye" and left. I kept looking at her back. It suddenly became bigger, and her back became a lot wet. Somehow, I couldn't calm down in my heart.

It has been a long time since this happened, but I still think of it often and am willing to recall it, because there is touch, love and gain here. (Weining Literature www.wn-steel.com)

The fourth grade of Shiyuan Primary School: Ao Man Guifei

--600 words

Part 2: Something that touched me

Some things are forgotten as time goes by, but some things cannot be forgotten for a long time because they have been deeply engraved in my heart. It is a stone fixed in the mind, it is a tree growing on the land of memory, it is a pearl living in a shell. It makes you deeply moved and makes you remember it in your heart and never forget it!

I remember one time, when I was playing on the playground, I was suddenly tripped by a classmate, and my forehead fell heavily on the steps. The bright red blood flowed from my head and dripped on the steps. After my head teacher, Mr. Wang, learned the news, he rushed to the scene. He picked me up and ran to the hospital without hesitation. At that time, I felt the teacher's rapid breathing. She must have been extremely anxious at that time! During the bumpy steps, big beads of sweat appeared on Teacher Wang's head... When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor asked me to lie on the bed and conducted a detailed examination. After the examination, he said: "It's nothing serious. It's just a skin injury. Just a few stitches will be enough." After hearing this, the teacher breathed a deep sigh of relief, and finally felt relieved. I see all this and remember it in my heart. Teacher Wang touched my hand gently and said, "Does it hurt?" "A little bit." The teacher smiled and said, "The doctor said it's nothing, just a few stitches." Look at the teacher. With his gentle face, I suddenly felt a warm current rising from my heart, and I was indescribably moved! (Weining Literature www.wn-steel.com)

This incident has always been engraved in my heart, the scar has always been left on my forehead, and the teacher’s gentle face has always been lingering in my mind inside. I will experience many things on the road of life, but that incident was the one that shook me the most! A pond full of lotus flowers, it is the most elegant; among thousands of mountains, it is the towering top! It makes me unforgettable and will always be in my heart!

Teacher Wang, you are the most beautiful rainbow in my heart!

Grade 4, Class 41, Shaohua Street Primary School, Quanshan District, Xuzhou, Jiangsu: Meng Yapeng

--600 words

Part 3: One thing that moved me Things

One thing that moved me

Time flies by like running water. Many things have faded with the passage of time, but there is one thing that makes me vividly remember and move me. Endless - that deep maternal love.

That morning, I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother suddenly ran out of the house and handed me an umbrella and said: "The weather forecast says it will rain today, please hold the umbrella!" "I looked up at the sky. The sky was clear. How could it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran away.

When school was over at noon, the weather suddenly changed, and in an instant, heavy rain fell suddenly. I stood at the school gate and watched my classmates being picked up by their parents one by one. I began to feel uneasy, like fifteen buckets fetching water - I was restless. My father had just gone on a business trip and would not be back for three to five days. If I don’t come, my mother has a high fever and is receiving intravenous fluids, so she definitely won’t come to pick me up. I was waiting alone at the school gate, anxious and hungry. Seeing the rain outside the window getting heavier and heavier, and no one came to pick me up, I couldn't help crying.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain, it was my mother.

I thought: How is this possible? Isn't mom sick? How come you have time to pick me up? I rubbed my eyes and took a closer look. It was really my mother! The strong wind and heavy rain seemed to swallow my mother up. My mother walked towards me with difficulty in the heavy rain.

"Child, come here quickly and put on your raincoat." Mom took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this moment, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Mom's hair, face, and body were all soaked by the rain. , looking at my mother's kind smile, looking at my mother's tired eyes, looking at my mother's innocent face, I couldn't help crying again.

An umbrella holds up the sky, and my mother used the umbrella of love to hold up my joy and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it always touches me and teaches me to be a good person and study hard. ...

Touch is a spring breeze, to a poem, to a picture, to a song composed by a loved one.

Sixth grade: clear water and blue sky, hahaha

--600 words

Part 4: One thing that moved me

There are many things that touch us in life. Now that I think of that incident, I can't forget it for a long time.

I remember that time after the physical education class, I ran out of the auditorium like flying to get back to the classroom. As I was going up the stairs, a man suddenly ran past me and bumped into me. Suddenly, I fell hard to the ground, and I screamed in pain, "My head is broken and my head is bleeding." I wanted to get up and go to the teacher's office and ask the teacher to help me treat the wound. But because my injury was too serious, I really couldn't get up. At this moment when I was sad, a figure appeared in front of me. Ah - it's him, my best friend - Yu Jiahao. He asked strangely: "Liu Karen, what's wrong with you? Are your hands and feet bleeding?" I replied sadly: "It hurts so much!" He slowly helped me to the teacher's office. This was the only person in the teacher's office. No, I became anxious: "What should I do?" Yu Jiahao said: "Don't worry, I will help you deal with the wound." I calmed down after listening, and he opened the teacher's drawer and took it out of the medicine box. Alcohol, cotton swabs, and aloe vera cream. He first washed the area where I fell with cold water and then disinfected it with alcohol. "Ah, it hurts so much!" I shouted loudly. The wound became more and more painful, and the pain made me shed tears. While helping me clean the wound, Yu Jiahao comforted me and said, "Don't cry, don't cry. Are you still a man? I can't stand the pain at all. It will be fine soon." After listening, I slowly dried it off. Tears, enduring the pain. "Okay!" After hearing these two words, I finally felt relieved.

At this time, I was deeply moved by his behavior. It was he who helped me in my difficult time. This friendship between classmates really moved me to tears! He had a heart of gold that was helpful and loving. Whenever I see the healed wound, I will think of this classmate who moved me.

Fifth grade of Longdong Primary School in Guangzhou, Guangdong: Xiaotian Bingxue

--600 words

Part 5: One thing that moved me

< p>Every time I think of my aunt helping me, a feeling of gratitude will well up in my heart.

One cold winter afternoon, I went to class and stood alone on the roadside waiting for the bus. I huddled in my thick cotton coat and shivered involuntarily when a gust of cold wind blew. I thought to myself: It would be great if someone sent me to school, so that I would not suffer here...

At this time, an aunt riding a bicycle passed by me and happened to bump into me . Auntie turned around and apologized to me. At this time, when she saw me carrying my schoolbag, she smiled and said to me, "Are you going to school?" I hesitated and replied, "Yes, what's the matter?" The aunt said, "Tian Tai It's cold, why don't I take you there? It's a convenient way and it's a fast ride. Otherwise, when will you wait?" I hesitated and didn't move. Auntie seemed to see through my mind, turned to me and said: "Get in the car quickly! Go to school early, it will snow later." Auntie's sincere words touched me, and I immediately got in the car. Seeing that I was seated, my aunt rode her bike quickly towards the school. Auntie stepped on the pedals against the wind, holding the handles with both hands, and kept riding forward, reminding me from time to time to sit firmly. I thought: Auntie is so nice, I must thank her later. At this time, a cold wind blew, not as cold as before, but as warm as the spring breeze.

After a while, the school arrived. I got off the bicycle, took out five yuan from my pocket, and handed it to the aunt. Unexpectedly, the aunt waved her hand and said: "No, you go to class quickly!" After that, she got on the car and left quickly.

I stood at the school gate, looking at the figure of the aunt, with mixed feelings, and a warm current slowly flowed into my heart.

There is true love everywhere in the world, and true love always warms people's hearts. The love of strangers is by everyone's side, which is always touching.

Fifth grade of Dongye Chenxi Primary School: Li Xin

--600 words

Part 6: One thing that moved me

< p>In my colorful childhood, there were many ridiculous, fun, and touching things. One of them touched me very much.

It was a Sunday. Several of my mother’s friends were coming to our house to play. My mother was very happy when she found out. She immediately took me a hundred yuan and took me to the farmer’s market to buy vegetables. My mother knew that they liked to eat. Winter melon, I went straight to a small stall in front.

The stall owner is an elderly grandfather, probably seventy or eighty years old. My mother asked about the price, and she thought it was a bit expensive, so she negotiated the price with the grandpa. Unexpectedly, she said that the grandpa would not lower the price by one point. Mom was a little impatient and looked at the time, ah! The guests were coming in an hour, so my mother had to buy other vegetables. We walked around the entire farmer's market and bought many delicious vegetables, such as roast duck and beef, but only winter melon. Didn’t buy it, want to know why? Because the products sold at other stalls were more expensive than Grandpa's, we had to go back to Grandpa's stall to buy winter melons. After buying, we saw that we didn't have enough time and hurried back. When we were about to get the key to open the door. ,ah! My mother yelled, and I hurriedly asked what happened? It turned out that the key was lost at that stall. Dad was on a business trip, so we had to go to the farmer's market to try our luck. When we passed the grandpa's stall, the grandpa stopped us and asked: "Did you lose it?" A key?" We nodded, and he said, "Young man, be careful in the future!" After that, he coughed. When we inquired, we found out that the grandpa had to wait for more than an hour for us to get the keys. Moreover, he was still sick and was about to get sick. I was very touched and thought that this old man was so kind. I would come here often to take care of his business.

I was very touched by this incident. If you have any touching things, please share them with everyone!

Fifth grade, Class 1, Grade 5, No. 1 Experimental Primary School, Xiangcheng District, Xiangfan, Hubei Province: Chen Xi

--600 words

Part 7: A story that moved me Things

There are always some touching things around me. But there is only one thing that I can't forget for a long time. It is deeply engraved in my heart.

It was a cold winter, the wind was biting, the snow was white outside, and the house, ground, branches, and cars were all covered with a white coat. Carrying a heavy schoolbag, I squeezed onto the bus. When I entered the car door, I was shocked to see that the car was extremely crowded, packed with people. Wow, my God, there are so many people, it seems there are no seats today. I'm exhausted. This annoying schoolbag is so heavy! I couldn't help but mutter to myself. Suddenly, a man sitting next to me said to me: "Kid, you sit down, I will stand." I looked at him doubtfully, he seemed to see through my mind, smiled and said to me: "Your schoolbag "Zhong, you can sit down, I'm not tired." I glanced at the seat, which was spotless, so I thanked him repeatedly, as if I was relieved, and sat down on the seat lazily. As more and more people get on the bus, it becomes more and more crowded, with everyone squeezing each other. Suddenly, an empty trouser leg touched my leg. I couldn't help but be surprised and suddenly realized. He is actually disabled! I widened my eyes in disbelief, looked at the man in surprise, and opened my mouth in an O shape. Everyone noticed my expression and understood. The car began to swell, and everyone gave up their seats to let the man sit with other elderly people, children, and disabled people. It's incredible that a disabled person could give up his seat to me while standing alone. You know how difficult it is to stand with only one leg, let alone standing in this bumpy and crowded bus. He slowly influenced everyone in the car. The snow is still falling, but the snow on the bus has melted...

Ah, this incident moved me so much that I will never forget it. It is also deeply engraved in my heart. In my heart and mind, it always reminds me, inspires me, shocks me, and moves me!

Sixth grade: Caocao understands

--600 words

Part 8: One thing that moved me

Whenever I think of my aunt helping me, a feeling of gratitude will well up in my heart.

One cold winter afternoon, I went to class and stood alone on the roadside waiting for the bus. I huddled in my thick cotton coat and shivered involuntarily as a gust of cold wind blew. I thought to myself: It would be great if someone sent me to school, so that I would not suffer here...

At this time, an aunt riding a bicycle passed by me and happened to bump into me . Auntie turned around and apologized to me. At this time, when she saw me carrying my schoolbag, she smiled and said to me, "Are you going to school?" I hesitated and replied, "Yes, what's the matter?" The aunt said, "Tian Tai It's cold, why don't I take you there? It's a convenient way and it's a fast ride. Otherwise, when will you wait?" I hesitated and didn't move. Auntie seemed to see through my mind, turned to me and said: "Get in the car quickly! Go to school early, it will snow later." Auntie's sincere words touched me, and I immediately got in the car. Seeing that I was seated, my aunt rode her bike quickly towards the school. Auntie stepped on the pedals against the wind, holding the handles with both hands, and kept riding forward, reminding me from time to time to sit firmly. I thought: Auntie is so nice, I must thank her later. At this time, a cold wind blew, not as cold as before, but as warm as the spring breeze.

After a while, the school arrived. I got off the bicycle, took out five yuan from my pocket, and handed it to the aunt. Unexpectedly, the aunt waved her hand and said: "No, you go to class quickly!" After that, she got on the car and left quickly.

I stood at the school gate, looking at the figure of the aunt, with mixed feelings, and a warm current slowly flowed into my heart.

There is true love everywhere in the world, and true love always warms people's hearts. The love of strangers is by everyone's side, which is always touching.

Fifth grade of Guilin Central Primary School: Ke Youlong

--600 words

Part 9: One thing that moved me

There must be unforgettable and touching things in everyone's heart, such as your parents sending you to the hospital when you are sick on a stormy night; or your relatives sending you an umbrella when they are far away, etc. I also had such an experience. Although the time he spent with me was very short, he left a deep impression on me.

I remember that at noon on a Wednesday, I went home with a few classmates as usual. Unfortunately, when I was crossing the road, an oncoming bicycle knocked me upside down. Naturally, my injuries must have been serious. I touched my head gently, ah! Bleeding! As a young child, I suddenly sat on the ground, terrified and at a loss. At this moment, a young uncle came over. Seeing my head was bleeding and bleeding, he immediately took a taxi and took me to Yijishan Hospital.

On the way, I was in so much pain that I couldn’t open my eyes and shouted loudly that it hurt. The uncle kept comforting me and taking care of me. When I arrived at the hospital, I was pushed into the operating room. I saw the light of more than a dozen operating lights shining at me, causing me to fall asleep in a daze. Before I knew it, the operation was completed, but I didn't feel any pain at all. After a while, I suddenly thought of my mother and kept shouting: "Mom, Mom!" The uncle asked for my home phone number, and I quickly told him, hoping that he would call my parents. At this time, I felt a little hungry. This uncle knew it and immediately went downstairs to buy me something to eat. I quickly fell asleep again.

When I woke up, my uncle, father, mother, teachers and classmates were all around me. I was extremely moved, that scene was so touching. I bit my lip hard, trying to restrain myself from crying. But in the end, tears welled up from my eyes. These are tears of emotion and tears of friendship!

I think this touching thing will be deeply imprinted in my mind and will never be forgotten!

Fourth Grade: Wu Yanyao

--600 words

Article 10: One thing that moved me

Lei Feng Spiritual Statue Rain, dew, and rain nourish us, and like flowers, they set off us. Taking Lei Feng as an example and emulating him is the pride of our Chinese people.

Recently, there was something that moved me and made me sad. I have to start from the beginning...

That afternoon, I went to the drawing class as usual. , I saw that my mother hadn’t come to pick me up yet, so I had an idea of ??my own: to play with a sixth-grade sister who took sketching class with me.

When we were having fun, unexpectedly, at this time, we were running too fast and did not notice a brick for building a house in front of us. We both accidentally fell at the same time. Before I could get up in time, my sixth grade sister immediately helped me up and asked me with concern: "Does your foot hurt? Where did you fall? Does it hurt?" I answered whatever he asked. Suddenly, I felt so happy! But at this moment, I discovered: I fell down, and it was okay because I didn't completely touch the brick, but was just touched by the brick. But this sister in sixth grade was much more serious than me! Because she happened to hit the sharp corner of the brick, both of her knees were broken, and there were a few drops of bright red blood flowing from one knee! When I saw this, I was at a loss. There was no band-aid or tape. What should I do? what to do? When my sister found out, she said, "It's nothing, it's just a broken skin, just ignore it!" Immediately, her words moved me... I immediately took out a pack of tissue paper from my bag and gave it to me. She stopped the bleeding, prevented it from flowing down, wiped her scratched skin, and asked her with concern: "Does your knee still hurt? I need to apply some medicine when I get back..."

This incident is truly unforgettable! Her spirit of only thinking about others and not caring about herself is worth learning...

Guilin Huitong Primary School fifth grade: Wei Siqing

--600 words

< p>Article 11: A 400-word essay on one thing that moved me

Time flies by like running water. In our memory, there must be many deeply touching things! But there is one thing that stuck with me the most.

When I was a child, that morning, I was going to school. My mother said: "The weather forecast says it will rain today. Remember to bring an umbrella, you know?" I looked at the sky and thought: The weather is so nice. , how can it rain? He ran out quickly.

It was almost noon, "Ring, ring, ring..." The bell rang. I looked outside the window, ah! Why is it raining? It was pouring down, and I remembered what my mother said this morning. I really regretted it. The students who brought rain gear went home one after another, and the others were taken home by their parents. And what about me? My father is not at home, and my mother has a fever and an IV drip these days, so no one will come to school to pick me up. Looking at the heavy rain pouring outside the classroom, I lay on the desk and cried. I thought: Will my mother come to pick me up?

Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure. Oh, it turned out to be my mother. My mother came to pick me up in the heavy rain. I seemed to see that the heavy rain was going to swallow my mother. My mother was walking towards me with difficulty.

"Mom!" Mom smiled at me, took off her raincoat and put it on me.

I put on my raincoat, and my mother was next to me. When I saw my mother who looked like a drowned rat, my nose became sore, and I threw myself in my mother's arms and cried.

Mom's love gives me joy and happiness. Mom is our haven. Mom understands us. I love my mother. We must repay our parents' kindness.

Fifth grade of Dongguan Primary School, Lishi District, Luliang, Shanxi: Feng Jiawen

--500 words

Part 12: A thing that deeply moved me

After the Yushu earthquake, I participated in a charity sale to raise donations for the people in the disaster area.

We arrived at the gathering place early in the morning. My sister told us about natural disasters. We saw how hard and painful the people in the disaster area were. In drought-stricken areas, it takes seven people a week to use a basin of water. In earthquake-stricken areas, children cannot sit in bright classrooms like us to study. After we learned some things, my sister divided us into two groups, and each group selected a captain, a vice-captain, and a flag bearer. I became the captain of our first group and I was extremely happy. Then, we unified our clothes and tied a red ribbon, and set off as a team.

We walked from Guilin Road to the main entrance of Nanhu Lake. On the way, the sun was so hot that we couldn't keep our eyes open. After arriving at Nanhu Park, my sister told us the location of the charity sale, and we started selling things. We sell small dolls, coin purses, and drift bottles. . . . . . When I was selling things, I kept thinking: What kind of things are I selling to whom? Can I sell all these things? If all these things are sold, how much money can be earned? When I first started buying things, I sold dolls to children, but after a while I found that I wasn’t making much money, so I started selling drift bottles and mobile phone chains to young brothers and sisters, but I sold them immediately. It's over. Finally, I sold the pad and skipping rope to an old woman and a little girl. Time passed quickly, and it was afternoon in a blink of an eye, and the activity was over. Through this day's charity sale, I finally realized the hard work of adults. After we gathered, we asked who sold the most money in the Statistics Department. We sold 199 yuan and won first place. My sisters all said that I played a role model as a captain.

The event was over. We remitted the money to the Red Cross together. We proudly filled in our names on the remittance form and donated the money we earned through hard work to the people in the Yushu disaster area. , to build a beautiful home for them and contribute their own strength. At that moment, I felt extremely proud and proud.

--650 words

Part 13: One thing that moved me

There are many things that move people, and things that move people , are also divided into many types. For example, maternal love, concern from neighbors, care from friends... But one thing that moved me was different. I saw such a touching scene on the bus.

I remember it was a Sunday morning when I went to Zoucheng with my mother. I sat on a seat by the window on the bus. Since my back was to the window, it was difficult to go outside. Look, but I still took a look outside. I was stunned and couldn't help but open my mouth. I saw a beggar with a thin face, high cheekbones, and deep sunken eyes. He looked like a man in his thirties or forties. He moved very slowly, rummaging through a garbage bin. His clothes were in tatters, and the color of them could not be seen at all. He only wore a pair of tattered slippers that had been sewn with patches. He was looking for some rags to sell and put them in his Suddenly, he was asked to take out a banana peel from the torn sack and dropped it on the ground. All the garbage that should be picked up was finished. He got up and was about to drag his sack away when he turned around again and picked up the inconspicuous piece. I picked up the banana peels and put them in the trash can. Seeing this, my eyes were moist and my whole body seemed numb.

I was shocked! He is a beggar, a slow-moving beggar, but he has the awareness to protect the environment. He can completely ignore the inconspicuous banana peel. I think many people can't do it, but he did it.

Sixth grade: Puni v

--500 words

Part 14: The thing that moved me the most

Time flies by, and many memories have faded with the passing of days. But there is one thing that makes me vividly remember and move me deeply - that deep maternal love.

That morning, I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Bobo, the weather forecast is for rain today, so you'd better bring an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. , The sky is clear, how can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door.

Just when school was over at noon, there was sudden lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain fell suddenly. The students who brought rain gear all went home, and the others were picked up one by one by their parents. My father teaches in a school out of town and never comes home at noon. It just so happens that my mother is suffering from a high fever and taking an IV drip these days. I don't think anyone will come to pick me up. I sat alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the heavy rain falling 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 heavy rain seemed to swallow my mother up. My mother struggled and walked towards me.

"Bobo, come here quickly and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Mom's hair, face, and body were all soaked by the rain. Looking at my mother who looked like a drowned rat and her blue and white face, I couldn't help but cry again...

An umbrella holds up the sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me joy and happiness. . Although it has been a long time, it always touches me and teaches me to be a good person and study well...

Tsinghua High School Senior Year: Yang Yiheng

--500 words

< p>Chapter 15: Something that touched me

Today, it rained heavily when school was about to end. I was still thinking about what to do and how to go home. Then I took a look The rain outside the window was really heavy, but I saw my mother's figure in the blurry raindrops outside the glass. My mother was waiting for me outside with an umbrella. My tears were about to come out, but I Hold it back.

At this time, the teacher said that if there is a parent to pick up, school can be dismissed. If there is no parent to pick up, wait a moment. I will call your parents. The teacher said that if there is a parent to pick up, come out and stand in line. At this time, I memorize I put on my schoolbag and walked to the standing line. What I didn't expect was that in our class, only my parents came to pick me up, and they could only wait there stupidly for the teacher to call their parents one by one. I heard in front They commented that she was so happy. It was raining so heavily and she didn’t need to call her parents, they would come to pick her up. At this time, I felt so happy too.

When I walked out of the teaching building and saw my mother's figure, I ran to my mother and said, "You're out, let's go home." My mother was holding an umbrella. I knew that her umbrella was still leaning towards me. Yes, at this time, in my happiness, there was a kind of heartache, because the happiness my mother gave me was exchanged for her pain, so I have nothing to repay my mother. The only choice is to study hard. Let me live up to my mother's hope, because I know that I am the seed of my mother's hope.

My mother and I returned home. I asked my father. My mother said that my father was on a business trip. My mother said, wait a minute. I will cook for you. After I finished eating in the evening, my mother asked me to take a warm bath. After taking a bath, when I was going back to the room to sleep, I saw a roll of toilet paper in my mother's left hand, twisting her nose. I saw that my mother's nose was red. At this time, I ran back to the room with tears. I lay in bed and the tears wouldn't stop.

I was really moved by maternal love today.

Fifth grade, No. 3 Primary School, Shuangliao City, Jilin Province: Jiang Xiaohua

--600 words

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