Urgent!!!! Essay on one of the things that touched me the most in college 1500 words

One thing that touched me.

When it rains, I think of my dear grandfather and the thing that touches me the most.

It was Friday, and I don't know who provoked God, but the sky outside the window suddenly darkened, and it began to drizzle. But who would have expected that by the time school was out at noon, the drizzle had gradually turned into a downpour, and my mood was like the sky, much darker. What to do?

What to do? I didn't bring an umbrella and didn't tell my family to pick me up. Looking at the sky, the rain couldn't stop for a while.

My parents are still working, my grandparents are not in good health, and I don't have any money, so my mood is really bad.

Seeing my classmates walk out of school one by one, I was really envious. At this moment, a kind and kind voice came into my ears, "Jiang Meng!" I looked back and said, "Grandpa!

I cried out excitedly, only to see my grandfather riding a bicycle and wearing a black raincoat, but this little raincoat couldn't stop the strings of raindrops. I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran over to my grandfather, who quickly opened the umbrella and handed it to me. I found that the seat was wrapped in a plastic bag by my grandfather, and he said that he was afraid that he would get wet on the road, and I was very moved.

Sit on! Grandpa said. "No, I have an umbrella anyway, I can go back by myself, don't take me on a ride, it's so slippery."

Grandpa is old, and it may be dangerous to ride a bicycle by himself, let alone take me on a ride in the rain. Grandpa hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't worry about you going back on a rainy day, let's go, the rain will be heavier in a while!"

I had no choice but to say yes.

Grandpa was very careful with every step he rode, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and my umbrella was repeatedly blown over several times, so Grandpa simply put away my umbrella and draped his raincoat over me. The bean-sized raindrops hit my grandfather's body and face, and I insisted on returning the raincoat to my grandfather, but to no avail.

When I finally got home, my grandfather's whole body was covered with water, and my grandmother quickly brought a towel and asked me what was going on, and my grandfather quickly interjected and said, "It's okay, the umbrella broke down on the road, and I gave her a raincoat, so it got wet, and I went to take a shower." "As soon as Grandpa turned his head into the bathroom, tears welled up in my eyes.

This incident is unforgettable for me, and it also made me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love him. I'm proud to have such a grandfather, proud! I love him

Once, when I was going to school, on the road, I saw a middle-aged man pushing behind an old woman, not only did he not apologize, but he did not help the old woman up, and walked away. I was a little angry when I watched this scene, and I couldn't help but feel righteous indignation for the old grandmother, and what was even more infuriating was that many elementary school students passed by her one when they saw the old grandmother wrestling, and their eyes were extremely indifferent, and some simply pretended not to see it, just like looking at the garbage can on the side of the road, indifferent and ruthless. The old woman tried to get up, but she was too old and weak to get up again.

My mother told me to get out of the car and help my grandmother up, and I was a little reluctant, but "mother's life is difficult". But at this moment, a male classmate took the lead, he ran over and helped the old woman up, and helped her flick the dust off her pants, and said to her, "Are you alright, old woman?"

I'm fine! The old woman said. "Thank you!

You're welcome! With that, he left. The old woman said. "What a good boy.

After saying that, he walked away with crutches.

This scene touched me so much, I thought: there is still warmth in the world, he is a model, but there are still ugly phenomena in the world, like that middle-aged man, those elementary school students. As a person, a Chinese, you should carry forward the spirit of Chinese helpfulness, if you don't even have the nature of being good, then you are not a person.

In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, how many people have given up their lives to save people, which is the most beautiful thing in the world. And a small incident that happened to me today touched me even more, and I should learn from him.

Please let each of us contribute a little bit of our own love, start from the small things around us, and then the world will become a better world.

I experienced many things when I was a child, like summer raindrops, some surprised me, some made me happy, but there was one thing that I still remember. Impressioned.

A touching thing.

There are many touching things that happen every day in life. For example, when you finish your homework.

Wait, mom peels you an apple, which is worth touching; When you don't have a pencil or a leather-like one.

Wait, the table lent you, which is worth touching; When you are sad, someone asks a small question.

wait, this is worth moving; It's worth it when you win the contest and someone else shares it with you.

Impressioned. Among these many touches, the most memorable one for me is that when I was in the second grade, one.

One thing I won't forget.

I remember it was a math class, and after the teacher finished the class, he gave us some homework.

Then, the teacher sat in the chair and focused on correcting the last exam papers. When I'm positive.

When I was writing my homework, the teacher called my name "Tianxiang" crisply. As soon as I heard this.

When I named it, a warm current warmed my whole body. I was thinking that this name is usually called by my father and mother. How did the teacher --- today, I was in a daze at that time, thanks to the reminder from my tablemate.

said:"Tong Tianxiang---The teacher is calling you", and I woke up at that time. I hurried to the teacher.

Beside me, the teacher handed me the paper and said with a smile: "You did well in the exam this time, I hope you will persevere.""。I'm glad I will definitely remember your words, teacher. I'm holding 95

I was very happy when I divided the volume.

At this time, I thought, it turns out that I am still a good boy in the eyes of the teacher! Whenever I.

When I think of this, my heart is full of emotion again and again--- because of the teacher's words.

The kind language filled me with confidence in learning.

There are still many touches in life, as long as you experience it with your heart, you will feel that love is there.

all around us.

Impressioned. One afternoon, I was on the balcony watering the pots of flowers and plants, as usual. When I finished watering the last pot of peach blossoms, I seemed to see a swarm of ants in the soil.

I poured it, sinking them all into the sticky, wet mud, and they were struggling hard. But some ants were wriggling in the mud near the edge of the pot. If you take a closer look, it turns out that it is on the ground and has not fallen into a crisis.

I thought they would flee before danger came, but they did something that surprised me. They cautiously moved towards the wet dirt. It turned out that they wanted to get out of the mire of their companions.

One, two, three - one by one the distressed were rescued. After the ants escaped, they kept wiggling their tentacles, as if they were transmitting messages to each other. After a while, the ants probably confirmed that the rescue work was completed, and only one opened in an orderly manner.

Just as I was relieved and ready to leave, I suddenly made a new discovery: there were two small ants in the flower pot carrying the dirt little by little. I looked closely, and it turned out that there was still a pair of tentacles swinging in the wet mud, and there were two ant-like bodies, which had not been exposed under the tentacles for a long time.

I complained to myself: If it weren't for me, how could these ants be stuck in the dirt and unable to move. I want to use my fingers to help the two ants dig out the little friend who is buried in the dirt, but I may let it hurt or even lose its life.

I thought about it and suddenly thought of a toothpick. If the toothpick is so thin, it will definitely not hurt the little ants. So, I went to look for a toothpick.

But when I walked back to the flower pot again, I was surprised to find that the little ant had been rescued from the predicament.

It wiggled its tentacles and slowly moved towards the flower pot with the two "life-savers".

I was immediately moved, and I was really shocked and moved by the unity, bravery, wisdom and never-give-up spirit of the little ants in the time of danger for their companions.

Mom and Dad worked hard for you, you got sick, your classmates took care of you enthusiastically, etc.