At that moment, I was moved by this composition.

Through this road, it seems that I have been touched countless times. When you are moved, you will have tears in your eyes, you will be passionate, and you will have more gratitude and cherish for life. Here are the moments I arranged for you. I was very moved and wrote a composition for your reference. Welcome to read!

Chapter 1: At that moment, I was moved by this road, as if I had been moved countless times. When you are moved, you will have tears in your eyes, you will be passionate, and you will have more gratitude and cherish for life. It is these countless "moments" that move us to the tenacity and massiness of life and make us sigh the mellow and sweet life.

Many "moments" often appear in front of my eyes, which makes me feel strong and optimistic, and makes me full of gratitude and hope for life.

At that moment, my eyes were fixed, and my face was covered with tears left by shock and emotion. The dancing red has warmed me all winter like fire. She was dressed in red and lying on a bright red drum. Her legs cut off by the Wenchuan earthquake confidently pointed to the sky, and her petite face was washed clean by hard work and confident sweat. Even though layers of grief have run over her delicate body (she lost her daughter, who just turned one year old, and the dancer's legs in the earthquake), she can still dance beautifully and astonishingly. I was very moved when she put on her prosthetic leg and said, "I choose to suffer for freedom." I am moved to tears for this beautiful girl who stepped on it! I applaud her strong endurance!

At that moment, when I saw him standing on the stage of China's Got Talent, even if he won the championship, he could not hold high the trophy of victory and hug everyone on the stage with bare shoulders and no arms. What moves me is that they always stubbornly prove to God that you can destroy my limbs, but you can't rush my spirit. He shook his arm sleeve and said, there are only two ways in front of me, either die quickly or live wonderfully. At that moment, I was very moved. What moved me was that the deformity of his limbs made his spirit more sound. He knows better than anyone what it means to be alive. If you want to live, you must challenge hard and bloom yourself wonderfully.

And that boy named Yang Guang, every time he comes out, I hold my breath. His vivid imitation and loud and affectionate singing always bring me inexplicable feelings. God ruthlessly closed a door, depriving him of his vision, but also opened a window for him, giving him an understanding and imitation that ordinary people can't match. Seeing every moment of his performance can bring me endless emotion. Moved him to use his open-mindedness and efforts to make us live stronger and braver!

I don't know why, but their ill-fated life always brings me a "touching moment". Maybe it's because they have more reason to complain than we do, but they never complain; Perhaps it is because they have more reasons to give up than we do, but they never give up; Maybe it's because we thought it was impossible to be "sound", but it was "incomplete" and incredibly done.

When they let us forget their disability with dazzling light, we burst into tears at that moment, because we were deeply moved and encouraged. ...

Chapter 2: At that moment, I was very moved. In late spring, our school ushered in the tenth spring sports meeting. As usual, I am still the referee. In the eyes of others, this is a boring job. In my opinion, it is a kind of enjoyment. My position is the best place to watch all kinds of sports competitions. This also let me see that wonderful moment.

In the afternoon, it was even hotter. However, the enthusiasm of the students is still high. The women's 800-meter heat is about to begin, and the students are all ready to go. With the flags of the referee and the deputy referee waving, the audience was quiet. The starting gun banged. The second-year women's 800-meter race kicked off. In the cheers of the teachers and students of the whole school, the athletes tried their best to run hard. I also earnestly perform my duties. While enjoying the competition situation of athletes, check their behavior. Suddenly, there were some accidents in the game.

Player 6 may run too fast, and the rhythm of breathing and running is not closed. Holding his stomach, his face was in great pain and he slowly stopped. She was far ahead and soon fell behind. One student after another passed her. She tried to run a few more steps, but she still couldn't run. It stopped again. There is no doubt that the last position must be hers. When the first and last No.4 came to her side, something unexpected happened: instead of overtaking her, this classmate reached out and held No.6 who was struggling to walk. On the other hand, No.6 seemed ungrateful and gave No.4 a hard push. Student 4 took a few steps forward because of the thrust. But then slowed down, still stubbornly reached out to hold the No.6, and No.6 suddenly pushed it. She ran a few more steps, slowed down again, and stubbornly grabbed No.6, who was already in tears. She didn't have the courage to refuse the help of this unknown classmate again. They help each other and jog on the playground. This is thunderous applause on the sports field!

At this point, I have already been moved to tears. In the entrance ceremony of the sports meeting, some classes shouted the slogan of "competition first, friendship second", but this concept was confirmed in them, no! It should be sublimation! I applaud No.4 and admire her for having a heart of gold. She didn't know No.6 before, but now she is against No.6! She can firmly choose to help her. Even after being pushed twice, she still didn't abandon No.6 and still helped No.6 to continue the game! I applaud number six! Accidents will happen. No one wants an accident at such a time. But once it happened, she didn't choose to give up her huge stomachache, but she persisted. When No.4 offered her a helping hand, she not only didn't accept it, but pushed No.4 to the front twice in a row! Because she knows that she has missed the championship, but there is still great hope for the efforts of No.4. After all, this is a game! Why doesn't this kind of mind touch me!

At that moment, I was very moved! Because they are warning us with actions: there are not only achievements in sports, but also friendship!

Chapter 3: At that moment, I was very moved. "Whoops ..." A shrill groan mingled with "clang, clang ..." The noise made by the impact of tin cans broke the surrounding noise. Every time I hear this voice, my heart tightens and I quickly get away from the side of the road. An old motor tricycle passed behind him, followed by a gas tank full of oil stains, rust and dust. Blue overalls seem to be the same as gas tanks, which makes people almost don't want to look at them again.

In the severe winter, the cold wind raged wildly on the earth, and the sun's face became pale and powerless, and it could no longer radiate warm sunshine. My mother and I came back from the outside to the warm room, and my heart suddenly relaxed a lot. My mother happily gave me fish-flavored shredded pork for sex, but the food was half done and I lost my breath. I have no choice but to change the cooker and make do with a meal.

Mom called the gas company and hurried to work. According to past experience, it is expected that there will be gas to send food after work in the afternoon. But around 4 pm, I was doing my homework when I suddenly heard the sound of heavy footsteps coming from the corridor, from far and near, getting closer and closer ... As the sound of metal collision crashed, the doorbell rang. I guess the gas man came, hesitated but didn't dare to open the door for him. "In case ..." I thought of a few bad guesses. Then there was a quick doorbell ring. I climbed barefoot to the door and looked out through the cat's eye. The people outside are tall and thin, their hair is messy like a pile of grass, and a pair of brown eyes in the sunken eye sockets on their bronzed faces are a little tired. There is a gas tank at the foot. I felt pity, but fear and reason prevailed and I withdrew my hand. Go back to the house slowly. There was silence at the door for a while, then there was heavy footsteps on the stairs, and then the harsh whine of the tricycle downstairs.

When I opened the door, I saw a piece of cardboard nailed to the doorknob, which read: I have been sent to heaven, and there is no one at home. I won't send it after work. Please call tomorrow if necessary.

My mother came back from work in the afternoon, and I told her what happened. My mother said it was a pity, but I did the right thing. We were worrying about having lunch when heavy footsteps came from upstairs. After a while, the doorbell rang and we opened the door with joy. It's him again With a thick cotton pad on his shoulder, he walked in with his head sideways and explained, "I didn't give it to him after work. Usually there are people at home after work. I have just been here. " He skillfully changed the gas, turned on the gas stove, and said in less authentic Mandarin, "No problem."

I suddenly felt guilty. I saw him to the door and whispered, "I was at home when you came today, so I didn't open the door for you because I was afraid." Unexpectedly, he gave me a simple and honest smile and said gently, "It's okay. It's right for children not to open the door to strangers." Be more careful in the future! He looked at me calmly, his eyes full of love, then neatly shouldered the jar and went downstairs.

I looked at his thin back, his nose was sour and tears filled his eyes. My heart is getting warmer and warmer in this cold winter.

Chapter four: at that moment, I was very moved? Touching is everywhere. As long as you feel with your heart and taste with love, you will find that sometimes moving is as simple as that. There is always an advertisement on TV: "There is a mother who washes her children's feet. When she finishes washing, let the child read a book first, and then wash her feet by herself. This scene let the children see that she has also learned from her mother's appearance and played a basin of foot washing water. Facing the narrow aisle, childish voice, faltering pace, stirring spray, a simple sentence "Mom washes feet. "Touched me.

Moved by a pair of plastic bags. Once, when I was reading in the library, people always came in and out, and the work of cleaners was trampled on again and again. Suddenly, the door creaked and opened a crack. I looked up. He was panting, his forehead was soaked with sweat, and a bucket of pure water was on his shoulder. Oh, it's the water delivery master. He looked around, then went back, and soon he came again, huh? I heard a strange noise and looked down. There are two plastic bags on his feet. It seems that he is afraid of soiling the clean floor.

Touching is dedication. On a mountain road in a tourist area, an old man's scarf was accidentally blown off by the wind, and it looked very tall. The old man found the branch, but he couldn't reach it. At this moment, a young man jumped out of the crowd. He climbed the tree and took the branch from the old man. He took it off and gave it back to the old man. The gratitude of the old man has not yet been exported, but the young man has disappeared among the climbers.

Moved by this, I offered a basin of water to my parents; Caring for and cherishing the fruits of others' labor; Help others by your own efforts ... You don't need to be vigorous to be moved, just show more respect and understanding to each other. These little things around us are not trivial, and there are greatness in the ordinary.

Touching is like this, from life, from sincerity, from love.

Chapter 5: At that moment, I was very moved. The breeze blew from the south, carrying sand. Crying came from the south, with bursts of calls; The rumble of collapsed houses came from the south, accompanied by groans ... Close your eyes, look up at the sky, and think about the compatriots, brothers, children, relatives and friends who died in Wenchuan.

In May 2008, 12, 14: 28: 04, there was a loud bang, 8. 0.0 earthquake. "Boom-boom-"The sound of falling gravel broke the peace of the world. Screams, cries, groans and cries for help are integrated into one, which seems to constitute a song "The Joy of Death". The cold eyes of death deposited this originally happy and beautiful city, which made people shudder and creepy!

In a short time, high-rise buildings became ruins and human bodies became corpses. Even the flowers and plants have withered. God is really playing tricks on people. Under such cruel destruction, it began to rain cats and dogs, like a downpour. It takes several days at a time. Set up obstacles for rescue; God seems to be testing human endurance.

Suddenly, a mother crawled out of a messy place. Her blood was flowing and dripping on the ground, leaving a series of scars on the earth. She knelt on the ground, crying, shouting and screaming, complaining about why God did this. Pour out your pain. In this way, she cried for half an hour. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, suddenly stood up and tore wildly on the stone. Anger burned in her heart, she was covered in blood and her clothes were in rags ... no matter how others pulled her, she wouldn't leave. There is only one thought in her heart: finding her son. Finally, she found her son among layers of stones. She hugged him tightly, stood up and walked into the relentless rain with all her strength. At this time, she fell down, closed her eyes, but never woke up. When the fire officers and soldiers found the mother and son, the mother had held the child tightly and took the child to the end of life, to death and to another world-heaven. This confirms a sentence: the earthquake is ruthless and affectionate! ! People are sobbing, and tears live in people's hearts like two icicles. Tears ran down my cheeks and landed on the cold floor. I was moved to think of a mother. He propped up the boulder by himself, while the baby slept quietly underground. There is a mobile phone next to him, which says: Baby, I love you.

In the Wenchuan earthquake, I was moved not only by this, but also by many others, such as the silent dedication of the officers and men of the armed police, the busy figure of Premier Wen everywhere, volunteers who did not want to exist in name only, and people who were designed as human beings, which made me extremely moved.

On that day, I was very moved and sad, but what remained in my heart was more my true feelings for the world and my unique feelings for the world.