Essay on helping others yourself

Emotion is an intangible thing that cannot be seen with the naked eye, but can only be felt with the heart. I was once touched by such a person.

One Saturday night, I went to the mall to buy laundry detergent and get ready to go home.

On the way home, I saw dark clouds in the sky, a strong wind, and soon a torrential downpour of rain fell on me. I hurried to a shop to take shelter from the rain, and the rain kept falling as if it had no intention of stopping.

Just when I was in a hurry to go home, a hobbled old man came out of the shop, and he understood when he looked at me who was soaked all over my body and his face was flushed with anxiety. The old man walked over gently and asked with concern, "Little sister, why don't you go home?"

It hadn't rained when I came out, but now it's raining so much......I don't know when it will stop," I muttered sadly.

I shivered with cold and sneezed. The old man lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said to me, "Little sister, I'll give you this umbrella, you can go home first."

After hearing this, I hurriedly said, "No, old man, you are old, what if you get sick in the rain?" No, no, I can't use your umbrella.

What are you afraid of, my body is so tough! The old man said with a smile. "Really?

Grandpa! I wiped the rain from my face and asked with a wink. Hehe, don't worry, grandpa, I don't lie to children.

It's true? So what do you do? "I can wait for the rain to stop before I go home, not to mention that your clothes are already wet and you will get sick if you don't change them."

The old man stroked my head lovingly and said, I lowered my head and thought about it, it was all the only way. This old man is such a good man.

The old man smiled and handed me the umbrella in his hand, I took the umbrella with both hands and looked at the old man gratefully: "Old man, I'm going home, I'll return the umbrella to you after I change my clothes when I go home, goodbye!" "Goodbye!

I walked back with my umbrella, the kind old man smiled and waved at me, my little face was moist, but I couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, and the infinite emotion in my heart made me hold the umbrella tightly again......

From then to now, I still remember that kind old man. I thought: I don't know this old man, but he is helpful, and I really admire his character. And this thing that touched me has always been treasured in my treasure trove of memories forever.

We are already in the third grade, and adults are helping us in life, can we also help others? Such an opportunity has finally arrived.

It was on my way home on the bus. The bus came, and before the bus could stop, a group of people rushed to get on the bus. I didn't want to do that, so I just waited on the sidelines and everyone got on before I got in the car.

As soon as I got on the bus, it was okay and there were seats. When I was about to sit down, an old woman came up behind me, and she looked around, and I followed her gaze to look around, and there was no seat left. I decided to give her a seat.

So I said to my grandmother, "Come, grandma, sit here." With that, I stood up and stepped aside.

The old woman said, "Son, you should sit down." I hurriedly said:

Sit down, I'll just stand, my feet are strong." So the old woman sat in my seat. At that time, I felt very happy, and my heart finally let go, because I was still thinking badly in my heart at that time, could I not realize my wish to do a good deed?

At this time, I suddenly heard the mother of a little girl in the back as if to say to her child: "You see how sensible the little sister is, you have to learn from your sister!" "When I listened, it was as if I had really grown up, and I could help others, not to mention how happy I was.

Help others and be happy!

One day, I was playing outside with my children.

Just as we were chasing after me, a gray-haired old uncle struggled to pull a cart with vegetables as high as a hill passing in front of usThe old man was so tired that he was sweating profusely, panting, and his clothes were wet, as if he had just been fished out of a water tank. The car was moving very slowly, like a snail crawling.

Seeing this scene, I hurriedly said to everyone: As long as you help others, you will be happy! Under my call, everyone worked together to help the old uncle go to the cart and help the old uncle deliver the vegetables to the market.

The old uncle praised us for being good boys.

At this time, the sun is setting, and the sunset burns the western sky. We were all as tired as Guan Gong, and our faces turned red. But our hearts blossomed, as if we had drunk honey, and we were so happy! Because we help others.

Not necessarily, she got in the car, and even had a seat.

It begins: It is often said that love is unconditional. Love is a cup of herbal tea.

Once, my mother and I came back from our hometown and sat on the No. 6 bus. Mom sat in the back seat, and I sat in the seat closer to the car door, playing games on Mom's phone.

I was in the middle of a lot of fun, when suddenly the car stopped, and an old man and a grandmother came up. However, there were so many people in the car that there were no seats left, so the old man and grandmother had to stand not far from me, and as soon as the car started, they staggered and could not stand steadily.

The car stopped again, the lights came on, a few more people came up, and the car became more crowded. At this time, a young man stood up and said to the old man, "Come and sit in this seat, you old man, I will get down."

The old man asked the old grandmother to sit, and the old grandmother asked the old man to sit, and the two of them pushed and let it. At this time, a girl who had been sitting next to the young man stood up and said, "You two old men sit together!"

The two old men said "thank you" before taking their seats.

The young man had been standing beside me, and I heard him coughing in a low voice. After several stops, he got off the bus, and by the help of the street lamp, I saw him enter the armed police hospital. At this time, the old man said:

The lad may have been sick, but he gave up his seat to us. What a good guy! ”

I listened to it with a sour heart, and I was ashamed, I am a Young Pioneer, why didn't I give up my seat to the old man? After getting out of the car, I told my mother about it, and my mother praised the young man, saying that I should learn the good virtues of respecting the elderly, loving the young, and helping others.

That night, I remembered what my father said from the ancients: Don't take evil as small, don't take good as small. It means don't do bad things because they're small, and don't stop doing good things because they're small.

Although the matter of giving up a seat is small, it can also reflect a person's moral cultivation! In the future, I want to learn from that big brother, start from small things, start from now, and do more good deeds.