50 points bounty!!! The Touching Around Me Essay on the Second Year of Junior High School 1000 words

I don't understand, the question from the neurotic teacher.

Touched by my side.

I am a snowman, standing on the bustling streets of the city, I am beautifully dressed by children, my eyes are made of large and round chocolate, I hold two balloons in my hands, and I am wearing a large cotton jacket, I look curiously at the people coming and going in front of me

At this time, a mother hurriedly chased after her son, who was taking drugs, and the son who was addicted to drugs impatiently slapped his mother in the face, and my mother was beaten to the stone slab next to me, and her body was bruised, and blood flowed out, and my mother barely stood up and chased after her

Soon a pair of mother and daughter appeared, the mother looked at the thin clothes on her daughter's body and the skinny and trembling body sighed helplessly, then the daughter raised her head with big eyes and said: Mom, I'm so cold, so hungry! ""Mom has no money.

The girl pouted, lowered her head, and got up with her mother, who saw the padded jacket and the two chocolates and a carrot on me. There is a hungry light in his eyes. She said to her daughter

We had something to eat. After saying that, she took her daughter's hand and walked up to me and said:"I'm sorry, we can't help it.

After that, I dragged off my padded jacket and pulled out my nose and eyes and gave it to her daughter, who smiled happily when she put it on, and her daughter pointed to the balloon in my hand and said, "I want to." The mothers reluctantly took the balloon from my hand and gave it to their daughter.

Later, her mother was still wearing the thin clothes, while the daughter wore a large cotton jacket, ate chocolate and carrots, and walked away with two balloons in her hands.

The next day, I was thickened, but I don't regret it because I understood"Impressed", the kind that is in the deepest part of my heart, that small place.

Mother's admonition is the sunshine that melts the frost, the sail that holds up hope, the mother's back is the imprint of the years, the ** that awakens the memory, and the crystal clear pearl of the mother's tears. Shine in the long river of life

Life is full of love, and every ordinary thing can sometimes move people. When I read a story online, I was also deeply moved by the quality of the story.

The story goes like this, there is a brother and sister, and the younger sister is seriously ill and needs a blood transfusion. My 10-year-old brother agreed to a blood transfusion. The boy asked after the blood transfusion

Doctor, how many more years do I have to live? The doctor was stunned: the boy thought that the blood transfusion would cost his life, and at that moment, the boy who had achieved the best results of the season decided to give his life to save his sister.

The doctor relented and said, "You can live to be 100 years old, you are healthy!" The boy was very happy, rolled up his sleeves, and said to the doctor

Then take half of my blood and give it to my sister, and we will each live fifty years!" ”

After reading this article, I was deeply moved, not by the stupid promise of a child, but by the quality of this child. I don't know what kind of quality this is that moves me, what kind of love is this, I've been thinking about it. When I read this article again, I vaguely felt that this is the most precious and kindest thing in the world -- love for others.

This kind of care for others is now less and less in society, and the society has become almost impersonal, and people are becoming more and more strange and unfamiliar, but I think that as long as our new generation works together, we will be able to awaken the love boom from all walks of life!

Think about the love ...... around youParents, teachers, classmates, friends, ......Then build it into a short story. Think about ...... againWrite it down slowly, replay your feelings, and revise it at the end. Don't be afraid of essays, as long as people with feelings can write good essays!

The touch of the heart.

Life is like a documentary, we are like a photographer, photographing the unforgettable people or events in life that touch us. It may be a look, a voice, or a momentary ...... that touches usBut it shows the most primitive and true cognition and emotion in our hearts. We often inadvertently recall or reminisce, like a photographer checking a sample that is about to be completed.

In the training course for new employees in the company, I came into contact with people of different ages, there are ten.

Seventy- and eighteen-year-old little brothers and little sisters, as well as uncles and aunts in their forties. We sat together and listened carefully to the training specialist explaining the company's overview and life etiquette to us, but my eyes often inadvertently looked around the crowd, because there was a sense of déjà vu that tugged at my emotions and sight. Their simplicity and honesty showed me the simplicity, enthusiasm and diligence of the rural people in my hometown, and at the same time aroused my faint homesickness and longing for my relatives.

They stared intently at the projection screen, sometimes looking down and jotting down points on paper. Their thick hands grasped the slender pen, and they looked very clumsy, and the little brothers and sisters listened very attentively, and their eyes revealed a thirst for knowledge.

During the recess, the training specialist led us to do a small game to dance to Ah Niu's "Waves Blooming", and all the new employees stood in the middle of the training room to imitate the posture of the lead dancer. Under the rhythm of **, moving the body, the audience was filled with a relaxed and joyful atmosphere, and almost everyone was immersed in this wonderful ** and pleasant atmosphere. But at this moment, my gaze was gathered by a bright light, a kind of light that was transformed from the depths of my heart through the eyeballs.

The eyes with a hint of shyness also revealed a hint of worry about life, the face that had quietly climbed into wrinkles through the wind and sun was filled with a simple smile, and from the smile I realized a little bit of the hardships of life. The little brothers and sisters were at ease with the dancers, showing us their innocence, liveliness and immaturity, and their shy, worried, and innocent eyes left a deep impression on my mind, and left a touching chastity in the photographer's camera.

May the song ignite hope ......

I have experienced many things from my childhood to the present, and there are happy, sad, unforgettable, and interesting ......But none of these things touched me, only one family thing touched me. This incident is a family relationship between animals, and I can't help but be moved when I see it.

It was on the first day of summer vacation, I was walking back from my sister's house with a dog, and I was walking on the broad avenue in the woods, and the dog ran ahead of me.

Suddenly my dog slowed down and walked quietly forward, as if he smelled something wild in front of him.

The wind violently shook the two rows of trees on the side of the road, and the trees sang and swayed happily with the wind, and I looked along the extremely wide road, and saw a young sparrow standing on the ground in a daze, helplessly flapping a pair of small wings, the corners of its mouth were bright and yellow, its head was covered with fluff, and a pair of round eyes were very bright, which clearly fell from the nest shortly after birth, and looked extremely pitiful and sad.

The dog slowly approached the little sparrow, sniffed with its nose, opened its mouth to show its sharp teeth, and when it was about to devour the newborn sparrow, there was an incredible situation in front of it, an old sparrow flew down from the tree, and swooped down in front of the dog like a stone, and sparked all the feathers of the dog, and screamed desperately with all the strength of his body, and a pair of round eyes showed a begging look.

The old sparrow used his body to cover the little sparrow, wanting to save his little child with his own life. But it was so nervous that it shivered, broke out in a cold sweat, and let out a hoarse cry, and it stood still, ready for a great fight. What a monster the Hound is for it!

How small I am, plus I am afraid. But it can't stand safely on a tall, dangerous branch and watch its little toddler devoured by a dog and eaten as a good meal! This great power was that he flew down from the tree.

I was dumbfounded, moved and speechless, and the dog was also very surprised, but it opened its bloody mouth again, and stretched out its long tongue, and it probably didn't expect the old sparrow to have such great courage, and slowly, slowly retreated.

I hurriedly retrieved my dog and left with it.

I was deeply touched by this incident, I didn't expect that there is such a deep affection between animals, and as a mother, I also have such care and love for my children.

Childhood is an important stage in everyone's life, full of innocence, joy, wonder, and exploration. Here are some of the writing tips I've given you to help you paint a picture of a childhood full of joy.

Describe the home environment and life scenes. Much of the joy of childhood comes from the warmth and comfort of home. Describe your home environment, house structure, nearby views, gardens, and animals, etc., so that readers can understand the environment and background in which you grew up.

Depict childhood games and activities. Reminisce about your favorite games and activities as a child. Is it hide and seek in the garden or playing sand table with the neighborhood kids? Write about these scenes so that the reader can feel your joy and excitement at that time.

Tell about your friends and loved ones. In childhood, friends and loved ones were our closest companions. Write about your friends and loved ones, what they went through with you, and how you felt when you were with them.

Describe special experiences and events. Reminisce about special events and experiences from your childhood. It could be your first time riding a bike, your first attempt at swimming, or attending a school gig. Write about these experiences to give the reader an idea of your growth process and accomplishments.

Express your gratitude and reflection on your childhood. At the end of your writing, you can express gratitude and reflection on your childhood. How do you think your childhood influenced your growth and life? What did you learn growing up?

Finally, you are reminded to be authentic and natural when writing, allowing the reader to feel your emotions and memories.

Integrity, that is, honesty and trustworthiness.

It's easier said than done, and it is a bit difficult to show the resoluteness of the great-mother when she killed the pig. Washington's courage to stand up and admit his mistakes when his father was furious is beyond the reach of ordinary people, but we must also choose integrity.

Choose integrity, I thought it was more reliable than beauty. You can not have the appearance of Xi Shi and Zhaojun, or you can not have the appearance of Diao Chan and Yang Yuhuan, but you can't have integrity. People, honesty as the foundation, honesty as the sky.

Choosing integrity is choosing how to behave.

Choose integrity, I think it has more connotation than money. Money is a necessary tool for people to gain a foothold in society, but it does not mean that money is omnipotent. Having a lot of money does not mean having everything in the world.

People who are crazy about money all day long will eventually lie in a cold grave, even if the tomb is made of gold and silver, what can it prove? How many of the names of the ancient giants and gentry are remembered by the world? On the contrary, it is those honest gentlemen with high moral character who have been passed down through the ages.

Choosing integrity is choosing how to spend your life.

Choose integrity, I thought it was more honest than shrewdness. Compared with shrewdness, integrity seems so obscure, but the meaning of shrewdness is far less profound than integrity. Astuteness may bring you a moment of pleasure, but it may seem like a passing cloud.

The role of integrity may not be so obvious, but time will eventually prove that choosing integrity is choosing the right life.

Choose integrity, I think it is more time-sensitive than honor. The halo of honor is bright, but no one can go through a life with it, and a life decorated with honor may be beautiful, but this beauty is lingering. However, the happiness and pleasure that integrity brings to people will accompany them throughout their lives.

If you stumble, you can immediately resume your feet, and if you lose your trust, you may never recover. "Franklin's words have always been firmly engraved in my heart, which made me choose honesty and know how to be an honest person.

I remember one rainy Sunday afternoon, my classmates and I had agreed to go to school to publish the blackboard newspaper. The pouring rain and deafening thunder terrified me. Mom advised me:

Forget it, it's raining so hard today, so I won't go. I shook my head, held up my umbrella, and made my way to school with difficulty. In the classroom, we all smiled with relief in the face of our classmates who were also drenched.

Because we have proved that we are a trustworthy person with our own actions.

Living in an atmosphere of integrity, let us stay away from the lie of "the wolf is coming", and with a bright and flawless smile on the face of children, you will feel that life is more exciting, life is more meaningful, and your personality is higher sublimation.

Choosing integrity is a choice we have no regrets in our lives.