One thing that moved me: the fourth grade composition.

In study, work and even life, everyone has been exposed to composition, which can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is what I carefully arranged that moved me. Welcome to share it with everyone.

One thing that moved me was that a kind aunt helped me get home on Wednesday.

I remember that Wednesday, I went home by bus as usual. I waited at the station for a while. A bus came home, got on the bus, passed a stop, and was almost at the door of the community. I couldn't see the window when I was crowded by a group of people. As soon as I was distracted, I heard the announcer say, "Gao Feng New Village has arrived ..." I was so scared that I rushed out of the car as soon as I got to the station.

I walked, and everyone around me looked at me inexplicably. I got up the courage to ask my aunt next to me and said, "Aunt, I missed my stop by bus. Can you tell me how to get to the fifteenth district? " My aunt told me in half-baked Mandarin, "I don't know where the 15 area is, but I can call you and ask your parents to pick you up." I said, "All right! Thank you aunt! " So menstruation called my mother, and my mother asked me, "What are you doing there? Didn't get off at the gate of the community? " I told my mother the process, and her mother said, "That aunt is really a kind person! You wait, don't go away, I'll be right there! " While I was waiting for my mother, maybe my aunt saw me sitting on a stone bench and chatted with me. Time passed little by little, and my mother finally came. As soon as she saw me, she kept saying to her aunt, "Thank you!" "Aunt said," don't thank me. This is what I should do. It's very late now. Go home quickly! " "My mother and I got on the bus and only saw my aunt waving to us. Her figure kept getting smaller and finally disappeared into the sunset.

People all say that it is absolutely correct to "send charcoal in the snow to see the truth and help others with love" ......

One thing that moved me: life is full of warmth everywhere, a condolence from a friend when I was most sad; In your most difficult time, an encouragement from relatives and teachers; When you do your homework on a cold winter night, a cotton-padded jacket from your parents … makes me feel warm. Some of these things have been almost forgotten, but one thing, like what happened yesterday, makes me feel extremely warm.

In a cold winter, it gets dark after school in the afternoon. I stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus. At this time, a bus came slowly, and I quickly got on the bus. I remembered that I forgot to bring my monthly ticket when I was going to get it this afternoon, and there was no money in my pocket. I had to get off the bus awkwardly. The taillights of cars on the road give off dazzling light. What should I do? How about walking home? The road is too far, the tears in my eyes keep spinning in my eyes, and then they flow out unwillingly ... there are fewer and fewer cars on the road. I didn't go back until I ran. I was about to run when an old man came up to me and said, "What's the matter, son? Why don't you go home? " I cried and said to my grandfather, "I have no monthly ticket and no money, so I can't go home!" " "Say that finish, I began to cry again. The old man was silent for a while, slowly reached into his pocket, fumbled for a while, took out 1 yuan and said to me, "Go home, son, it's so late, your parents should be worried!" With that, he put a coin in my hand. Turned and left. I took the coin that was still warm and looked at Grandpa's fading back. Suddenly, a warm current flooded my whole body. ...

I remember a long time ago, my mother showed me a video, and my tears flowed involuntarily. In the video, a little girl accompanied her blind father to the noodle restaurant to eat noodles, and the girl helped her father sit down. Then he turned to the boss and said loudly, "Boss, two bowls of beef noodles." Then quietly walked over and whispered to the boss: "A bowl of beef noodles, a bowl of slippery noodles."

After a while, noodles were served. The boss naturally gave the girl's beef noodles and slippery noodles to her father, but the little girl quietly changed them. Dad kept putting the beef in the bowl into his daughter's bowl, and the daughter put the beef back into his father's bowl more quickly. "There are a lot of beef noodles in this noodle restaurant," said the blind father without knowing the truth. "Dad, don't clip. I can't pile up any beef in my bowl. " My daughter's white lies are distressing. Seeing this scene, the boss was very moved and silently brought them a plate of beef to eat. "Thank you, Uncle!" The girl said gratefully. Seeing the girl carrying her father away, the boss found the beef money under the plate when cleaning up the plate. Turned to stare at their backs for a long time …

I have read this story many times, and every time I am moved, I have different thoughts and feelings. Now we are all "little babies" of our parents, grandparents and grandparents. We are all spoiled and used, and we don't know what filial piety is and what feedback is. The little girl's behavior touched me and taught us what filial piety is and what gratitude is.

One thing moved me: life is like five kinds of candy, sweet, sour and spicy ... one of them moved me very much.

I was shopping that day. It was summer and it was very hot. At this moment, a naive child's voice came into my ears: "The ice cream is sold!" " I bought ice cream! "I rushed at the speed of a meteor, and at first glance, it was a little boy. I stared at the ice cream and asked kindly, "Little brother, how much is it?" "The little boy smiled when he saw that I wanted to buy ice cream. He jumped up happily and said, "Fifty cents each!" "I hesitated: I bought a sorry little boy, but I couldn't eat it if I bought too much. "Then one!" "good!" I saw him immediately open the lid, take out an ice cream, and then quickly cover it for fear that I would run away. I took out 10 yuan from my pocket, and he took 10 yuan. Give me the ice cream and count it in a low voice? "Come on, give you 9.50!" He stood on tiptoe and gave me the money. "Forget it, you take it to buy things!" I said generously. The little boy opened his eyes wide, cocked his head and asked inexplicably, "Big Brother, do you look like someone who is short of money?" My parents give me pocket money 10 yuan every day. Recently, the teacher said that children in mountainous areas have a hard life, so I started selling ice cream to earn money. I've sold 17 yuan, and I'm going to sell 20 yuan to a teacher, but you treat me like ... "Then he gave me money and pushed the car away.

There are several "ice cream sellers!" In the distance. There is no sound. The ice cream in my hand gradually melted, melted in my hand and fell to the ground. But I don't feel happy, because there is a touching spring in my heart.

One thing that moved me was that every day in my life, all kinds of small things happened, just like the waves in the sea, some rolled away, while others surged in my heart for a long time.

One noon, my mother and I are going to the market to buy food together. But because my mother had something on the road, I went to the vegetable market alone. It was very hot that day, and it was very late when I went. Most vegetable sellers have closed their stalls. I searched for a long time before I saw a stall selling vegetables. The seller is an old man in his fifties and sixties with a smile on his face. "Children, come out to buy food?" Come and have a look. "I took a closer look and found that his dishes were not very fresh, some leaves were a little faded, and some dishes had wormholes. I didn't want to buy it at first, but because there was no vegetable seller nearby, I had to say, "Then take some. "Hearing this, Grandpa neatly began to pick them up one by one." These dishes used to cost four yuan a catty, but now there are only so many left. I'll sell it to you for three yuan a catty. "I thought he would take this opportunity to sell everything to me, because there is really not much left. Unexpectedly, he carefully picked out the withered leaves with wormholes, just like grandma picked vegetables at home. " Son, you are so sensible. I'll help you clean up. Wash it in water when you go back and you can fry it. "He said as he picked it. Suddenly, my heart was warm. I whispered "thank you grandpa" and left the vegetable market.

On the way back, I remembered that when my mother and I were shopping, some vendors always sold us bad dishes in order to make more money. Think about this grandfather again. He also makes money, but his price is fair and his integrity is really admirable!

One thing that moved me: I once experienced something that moved me. Once I got up in the morning, I was tired all over. My grandmother touched my head and said, "Why is it so hot? I think you have a cold. Hurry to the hospital. " It snowed as heavily as goose feathers, and grandma braved the heavy snow to take me to the hospital. When grandma saw the doctor give me an injection and prescribe medicine, I saw a smile on her face. Because my parents are not around, my grandmother always takes care of me and doesn't even come back to spend my birthday with me. It is said that parents are the greatest in the world, and only grandma is the greatest in my heart. I don't usually ask my grandmother for pocket money, because I know that my grandmother doesn't earn money and has no pension. But grandma occasionally gives me some pocket money. I don't spend it but save it. At home, I will do many things that I can. Oh, that grandma is worried that she will be angry with me. I often think that it would be great if there were a grandparents' festival in the world! I think grandchildren all over the world will celebrate this festival for their grandparents. If I had it now, I would take out all my pocket money and buy a small gift for my grandparents to have a happy holiday. I must study hard, and becoming president in the future will be a holiday for my grandparents. Even if he is a little impossible, I believe that this dream will come true as long as I work hard.

One thing that moves me now, everyone will be moved by others sometimes. That day, I forgot to bring something, which made me very upset. Finally, my classmates gave me help, and I was very moved.

On this day, I got up early, put on my clothes, had a hearty breakfast and hurried to school with my schoolbag on my back. Arriving at the school gate, I looked at my watch and said, "Oh! It's only half past seven. " I looked at the power of my watch and said, "Ah, it's almost dead, but it doesn't matter." I looked at the day of the week again. Today is Monday. I touched my pocket. It is flat. I turned my schoolbag upside down, and there was no trace of a red scarf. When I was jumping around like an ant on hot bricks, suddenly, I felt I could make a phone call with my watch. I got through to my home phone: "Hello, is this Dad?" I forgot to bring the red one ... "My watch suddenly died. Why! Why do I always lose my chain at critical moments? I am so angry. What should I do? We didn't wear red scarves. Although the school didn't understand, the class teacher asked me to write a reflection of 1000 words. No, I don't want to write reflection. I was in a hurry when my classmates came over and asked, "What's wrong with you!" "I said hesitantly," I, I'm not wearing a red scarf. " "Never mind, you can use mine." Say that finish, she took off her red scarf. I quickly said, "This won't work. I have to write a reflection without a red scarf! " ""I'm not afraid, and I'm ready to help others! " Then she handed me her red scarf. I suddenly burst into tears, and tears fell like beads on the red scarf. I said with tears in my face, "I'm really sorry for the trouble, thank you!" "Thank you!" She patted me on the shoulder and said, "You're welcome. We are friends. " Then we walked back to the classroom together.

Although it has been a long time now, I have not thought about it, and my eyes will be filled with tears.

One thing that moved me. Every time I think of that, I am very moved.

I remember one day, before self-study last night, somehow, Wu Hao was holding Wu Liang to fly in the air. Wu Hao and Wu Liang are very happy! I don't know. I was about to turn around. Wu Hao didn't know if his arm didn't listen to me. I'm still too happy. When Wu Hao accidentally dropped Wu Liang, we were all stunned. Wu Liang bounced like a spring and we all laughed. But Wu Hao looked nervous when he saw this terrible situation, and helped Wu Liang up. Cai Juan hurriedly said, "No, I can't stand up now. It hurts more to stand up." If I were you, I would cry, but Wu Liang is very strong, but after a while, to our surprise, Wu Lianggang was ready to stand up by himself, but I didn't know his nose was bleeding. Some students don't know that there is blood on the ground, and they are ready to walk over. Cai Juan shouted, "You can't step on nosebleeds, I'll milk them one by one ..." She brought a mop and dragged the blood away, but we didn't care what we knew, only said it was none of our business. Cai Juan moved me very much and was also my first teacher. For others, this is a small matter, but have we done it? So she touched me very much.

In the future, I must study hard like Cai Juan.

One thing that moved me: nine people will experience many touching things in their lives. What moved me most was an incident last winter.

That day, I wanted to sleep late, but I was awakened by the cold early. I got up and touched the radiator with my hand. "Ah, it's so cold!" I had a few chills when I was about to get dressed, and my whole body was completely cold. I thought I couldn't always sit in bed, right? So despite the biting wind, I put on my clothes. I heard something downstairs before I finished wearing it. "What is the property for?" "No heating!" "Let's go find them!" As soon as I heard that there was going to be a fight, I rushed out of the house and ran among them.

But as soon as we got to the door, we were stunned by what we saw. Several skinny boys, led by an old uncle, are repairing leaking water pipes, some with pliers. Some people dance with hammers ... their cotton-padded clothes are wet, you know, even if a few drops are splashed, the clothes will harden.

Finally, with the help of Qi Xin's Qi Xin, the water pipe was finally repaired. People look at their purple faces with cold and give them white wine and cotton-padded clothes at home.

I was very moved to see this touching scene. Although the weather is cold, people's hearts are warm. I think if people show more love and consideration, society will be harmonious.

One thing that moved me was that it happened on a cool afternoon.

I am carrying a heavy schoolbag and walking slowly on my way home. Suddenly, "ouch!" A scream came, and when I looked back, I realized that an aunt had lost her wallet. Then a limping grandfather came out of the crowd and said, "The man who took your wallet must be a thief. What a shame! " ""yes! Yes! " There was a voice in the crowd. The aunt who lost her wallet said angrily, "Anyway, I must catch the thief today. I looked down, and a girl younger than me walked past with a wallet in her hand. " "I see, she stole the wallet and wanted to tell the truth in the past. I didn't expect the little girl's words to surprise me. The little girl said, "Aunt, your wallet." Aunt mistakenly thought that she stole the wallet, so she scolded her, and she had to leave despondently. Then I found her and asked her, "Why didn't you tell the truth just now?" The girl said to me, "My family is poor, my mother needs money when she is sick, and my father works outside, so I have to come out to collect junk and sell some money." At this time, I saw the wallet on the ground and thought I was going to make money, but as soon as I heard what my grandfather said, I returned the wallet to my aunt. " She told me in a trembling voice. I thought to myself: how poor this little girl is, but money is so hard to find. She touched me deeply.

On a cool afternoon, such a touching thing happened.

One thing that moved me: 1 1 Some things have faded with the passage of time, but some things can't be forgotten for a long time, because it has been deeply engraved in my heart. It is a stone fixed in the mind, a tree growing on the land of memory and a pearl living in a shell. It is it that makes you deeply moved and keeps you in mind.

In the morning, my mother, who was preparing to go to work, watched the weather forecast. Sure enough, the weather forecast showed that it was going to rain today. My mother reminded me to remember to bring an umbrella, but I felt it inconvenient to bring an umbrella, so I took up my schoolbag and went to school. Unexpectedly, it began to rain cats and dogs. It seems that I will definitely become a "drowned rat" after school. After dropping out of school, I looked at the gray sky, and the rain hit the ground mercilessly, and my mood fell to the bottom. Just as I was about to run home in the rain, a familiar figure appeared in front of me-it was my mother! It turned out that my mother knew that I didn't bring an umbrella and was worried that I would go home in the rain, so she sacrificed her lunch time to pick me up from school. Suddenly, a feeling of relief came to my mind, and my mother's care deeply touched me. ...

There will be many things in life, but that one touches me the most! Full of lotus flowers is the most elegant; Among all the mountains, it is the towering top! It's unforgettable, in my heart forever!

One thing that moved me was the fourth grade composition 12, which opened the dusty memory. The past faded with the passage of time, but one thing is still fresh in my mind.

It happened when I was eight years old.

That day, I was eating ice cream and walking home alone. What I didn't know was that I was about to face a big trouble.

Just as I was eating with relish, at the corner of the alley, a little boy was coming here on his bike. What a coincidence! Hardly had I reached the corner when the little boy saw it and didn't have time to brake. As the car leaned back, he had to watch himself fall into the sky, and the little boy burst into tears.

After I saw it, I was very scared. At that time, my heart was fifteen buckets to draw water-seven up and eight down.

It happened that the little boy's mother was nearby. Seeing this scene made me even more afraid and helpless. Aunt quickly lifted the little boy up, and the little boy cried and pointed at me and said, "It's all your fault ..."

I walked up to my aunt and said hesitantly, "Aunt, I'm sorry ..." Aunt gently touched my head and said with a smile, "It's okay, son, don't be afraid. Aunt knows you didn't mean it! " Hearing this, I was relieved.

Although it has been a long time, it is still in my mind, lingering and unforgettable!

One thing that moved me was that the representative of the fourth grade composition 13 math class was brushed off in less than a month, and I was very sad. My mother knows that she didn't hit me or scold me. She helped me analyze the reasons for my failure and encouraged me to continue my efforts. I am very touched.

The math class representative is responsible for sending and receiving math homework and serving students. He is the teacher's little assistant. However, the work of the class representative is standard. If you make three mistakes, you will be brushed off and the opportunity will be given to other students.

I won the right of representation in math class with grades and grades, which was really hard-won! I hate to give it to others so easily.

When I first joined the Math League, I forgot to copy a daily problem. At noon, I thought: the weather is really nice, why not go out to play? As a result, I forgot to write a question when I was having fun and was recorded as a mistake. I consoled myself by saying: just play less, small mistakes, it doesn't matter.

Soon, I forgot to grade a question one day and was recorded as a mistake. I was a little flustered and didn't have the courage to tell my mother. I just comforted myself by saying: there is one more chance, and there is nothing.

In less than a week, I was a little slack again. I was collecting my homework when Mr. Zhou spoke. After this fatal blow, the class representative was taken down and completely finished.

Mom said, "It would be nice to make a mistake the first time." I feel much more comfortable by telling my mother all my grievances. We can't hold too many grievances in our hearts, only home.

One thing that moved me was that the snow stopped and it was white outside. Snow covered the ground with white blankets, put white hats on buildings and put white scarves on young trees. What a peaceful and natural beauty! In the snow, a little brother touched me with his love. This little brother is my neighbor.

One afternoon, I walked to school and ate bananas while walking. When I walked across the street, I threw the banana peel I had eaten into the trash can on the side of the road, and then ran to school quickly.

After school in the evening, there were some snowflakes floating in the gray sky, and I walked home slowly. After a while, it began to snow heavily, and snowflakes like goose feathers floated down without scruple. I hurried to run home, but at this moment, an old woman on crutches slowly moved her steps, and my banana peel was lying in front of her, and I was shocked. Then the neighbor's little brother ran over and shouted, grandma, don't! This sound pierced the snowy sky like a sword through my eardrum and shocked me. Ah, it's the little brother who is not very healthy and has some obstacles in walking. He limped his grandmother forward. I quickly picked up the banana peel and threw it into the trash can. Then I caught up with them, holding my brother and grandmother in one hand, leaving our footprints in the snow.

One thing that moved me: 15 In everyone's mind, I think there are one or several things that moved him. Parents' love and others' help will move me, and I also have one thing that moves me.

I remember that day, my brother and I passed the intersection after school. There are many cars coming and going at that intersection, and car accidents often happen. I'm not afraid or surprised about this, and I often walk across the intersection casually. This time, I walked and jumped as usual. I didn't pay attention to the traffic. I want to rush over. Suddenly, a car came to my right. At that time, I froze. I want to go, but my feet won't listen to me. I'm so scared. I wish God could send an angel to save me. At this time, an "angel" really came. Pulling me back, my brother and I fell to the ground. The car braked suddenly and almost hit us. The driver immediately got off the bus and asked nervously, "Are you all right, little friend?"? You too. You accidentally left, not only hurting others, but also hurting yourself. If it weren't for your brother, I think you would have died. You should thank your brother. " "