Urgent need for essays! Touching things around me! High Reward !!

What you think for yourself is always the best.

I can't write it for you, but it can teach you how to write and how to write a composition.

Example: I have gradually forgotten many things that happened to me, but there is one thing that I will never forget. It was a Sunday last winter, and my mom and I went to the supermarket.

On that day, the north wind was blowing, and the wind swept the snowflakes in all directions, and flakes of snow fell on people's heads and shoulders from time to time. The snow on the road was thick, and the car did not dare to drive fast, moving slowly forward like a snail. At this time, my mother and I were crossing the street when we suddenly noticed that a blind uncle was also crossing the street.

I saw him carefully pound the ground with his pathfinder stick, and walk forward tentatively and tremblingly. My heart was pounding. I thought:

Don't get into a traffic accident! My mother and I were about to help him, when we saw a traffic policeman uncle running up quickly, holding the blind uncle with both hands, and slowly sending him to the sidewalk across the road. Then, the police uncle returned to the sentry box in the middle of the road.

Through this little thing, I feel how great the police uncle is! As the song says, "If everyone gives a little love, then the world will be a better place.""。Yes, there is love everywhere in the world.

Once you kicked a little girl down and got it up again...

1. Winter is warm.

Warmth is a guiding light in the dark night, allowing the disoriented to walk towards the light; Warmth is a fire in the snow, making people feel the heat in their faces; Warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert that sweetens the mouth of a dry mouth.

When winter comes, snowflakes are flying in the sky, spreading a thick quilt on the earth. I walked down the street, feeling very cold, and from time to time I covered my mouth with my hand to warm up.

By accident, I noticed a few leaflets and other pieces of paper pasted on a smooth wall opposite, and an old cleaner who looked to be forty or fifty years old had brushed the paper with a water-soaked brush, and then carefully tore it with his hands.

Although she was on the other side, she could clearly see that her hands were red from the cold, and the red was like fire.

After carefully clearing several pieces of advertising paper, she continued to walk to another. However, I saw that her right hand was raised, but it stopped in the air, as if frozen. Seeing her move closer to the wall, she shook her head slightly and left.

What's going on? Why didn't she know her? Is she lazy? A series of questions ran through my mind.

I was about to take a look, but I saw a skinny female cleaner approaching the paper. I thought she would clear the paper, but she did exactly the same thing as the old cleaner: she raised her right hand, froze in the air, shook her head slightly, and turned away.

When I saw it, I was even more confused, so I made up my mind to take a look.

Cross the street and come to the wall. What catches your eye is a 'missing person notice'. It reads: Zhao Jie, 16 years old, male ......

The suspicion was relieved, and I understood everything in an instant. At this time, a warm current came to my heart, and the snowflakes were still flying like goose feathers, and I no longer felt cold, but felt exceptionally warm.

Winters are cold. But he also makes people feel warm, just like the two cleaners, the deep warmth in this world comes from the burning heart. It is this 'sacred' fire that ignites the petal of incense in my heart.

I think it's warm enough to haunt me for the rest of my life.

It's so simple hahahahahahaha