The essay on Touching Around You is about 500 words

Moved, light a petal of heart incense.

There are more and more high-rise buildings, and the space is getting smaller and smaller. There is more and more indifference, and there is less and less warmth. However, moving, in its light but moving enough way, interprets the connotation of humanity. —Epigraph.

There were tears, and I felt like I was still full.

I was moved by opening the window in the morning and watching the sunlight penetrate every leaf, in a silent yet simple way to talk to life.

Walking in the evening, watching the sunset set, and tasting Li Shangyin's artistic conception of "the sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk", I was moved.

Touched, ignited a petal of heart incense in the spiritual home, lingering in people's lives.

The times are developing, and while the economy is highly developed, has our spiritual home been barren? Are we missing a corner of our hearts?

In a hurry, how many people stop to listen to the sound of their hearts? Most people are too rough by life and gradually become apathetic.

The streets of Manhattan, New York, are full of traffic. A little girl stayed under a tree and refused to leave. People are amazed to find that she is waiting for the last leaves of autumn to fall, the child is innocent, and she will be moved by the ordinary natural replacement.

A person who lacks emotion is not a real person.

There can be no real development in a society that lacks emotion. It lacks humanistic nutrients and can only go to barrenness in the end.

How long have we not been touched by those beautiful words? Li Bai's chic, Du Fu's depression, Tolstoy's vastness, Hugo's grandeur.

How long have we not been touched by those noble backs? Qu Yuan, who creates a warmer sun for the people in winter; sowed the heroic and righteous Wen Tianxiang who "suffers from life and who does not die, and keeps Dan to take care of his sweat"; Su Wu, who was lonely and watched over the three thousand miles of the Han Dynasty, ......

Touching is not simply crying, not superficially feeling sad. Touching is a kind of humanistic spirit, and it is the spiritual resonance between people.

In today's highly developed material, where does our spiritual road lead? Let's learn to be moved.

When one heart is no longer far away from another, our society will have a few more wisps of warmth. When everyone can feel the vibrations of others' heartstrings, our society will become harmonious.

I came into the world to see the sun. Doesn't Balmont's words move us?

With a petal of heart incense, our material home and spiritual home will be full of everlasting flowers and go into the distance.

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The people around me are a very ordinary person, and I am very glad that I can get her love, she is my neighbor's grandmother. Although I don't know her name, she has become a part of my life, a motivation for me to learn, a spiritual encouragement, and a part of me. She was a very nice person and treated me like she was to her own granddaughter.

Although she is just an ordinary person around me, what she does surpasses the ordinary people around me.

I remember one time, I came home early. It was my birthday, and my father invited many people to my house for dinner, because the people were too busy, so I had to join my father and them, and not long after, the neighbor's grandmother came, and she took away the bowl from my hand without saying a word, and she said gently:"Go inside and I'll help.

As far as she said, my nose was not only sour, but she was just an ordinary person next to me, and we didn't get along much. I looked at the side of her face: black and white hair, a pair of small eyes, a smile that narrowed into a slit, slightly ruddy lips, a face full of wrinkles, a soft nose, her clothes were all black, but through her dark eyes shot out from her heart an unquenchable, happy, full of warm light.

Since then, I've gotten closer to her.

She seems to have a superpower, whenever I am about to be beaten and scolded by my mother when I don't do well in the exam, she will immediately appear, and when she knows what happened, she will use that sunny smile to say to me: "Child, next time you must take the test." It's okay, take your time.

But sometimes her superpowers disappear, but it's rare. I'm really lucky that she, an ordinary person next to me, cares so much about me, even more than my grandmother.

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Touched by the surroundings.

Moved, it seems, is only in an instant. However, in that moment, it can make me remember deeply, make me have endless aftertaste, and make me cry like rain! During those days, my heart was darkened and I couldn't seem to pull it together.

My grandfather died, my grandfather, who loved me the most, died, his tears had dried up, his eyes were no longer as clear as before, and he was staring at a certain place all day long. The grades plummeted, and the teacher could only sigh frequently. I don't know what day I started, but I found a few more sheets of paper in my schoolbag that were stapled together with a stapler, on which the key points of the teachers of each subject were written.

Beautiful and clean handwriting, who wrote it? And why would he or she help me take an extra note? I never looked, I threw it aside every time, and continued to think about my grandfather in a daze.

The paper was piled higher and higher, and it was already a thick pile. What kind of person is it that has such time and perseverance? This mystery, which I had been puzzled about, was finally solved by me after a gym class.

After the physical education class ended that day, I walked back to the classroom with heavy steps, and as soon as I walked into the classroom, I accidentally saw a person in my place, who was that person? I saw that person slowly turning around, and he and I were shocked, it turned out to be him, who had been fighting against me in his studies! I immediately stepped forward and glared at him

What are you doing? Are you sympathizing with me, pity me? Remember, no matter how far I fall, I don't want your charity!

With that, I took out a few pieces of paper from my bag that he had just stuffed into and tore them off in style. In an instant, the entire classroom fell silent. He didn't say a word, silently returned to his position, buried his head and began to write hard, and after a while, a note flew over, I opened it, and it was so beautiful and clean on it:

Grandpa will not be happy to see you like this in heaven. Cheer up, no one is competing with me for the first place, I'm not used to it! After reading it, I felt very uncomfortable, I had a complicated feeling, tears rolled in my eyes, and I couldn't bear it to let it fall.

I walked up to him again and yelled at him, "You don't have to worry about my business! If you don't get used to it, you won't get used to it, and it won't get in my way!

Why are you tired of being the first one? You don't have to show off in front of me! With the last word dropped, I turned around again and returned to my seat.

He kept his head down and didn't say a word. The next day, I thought there would be no more notes, but unexpectedly, there were two more, yesterday and today. In an instant, tears splashed, and I suddenly woke up to ......Before this, I was cold to everyone, but he melted my cold heart ......Since then, I have been sunny and happy, and I am optimistic about life!