Another thing that touched me 840 words essay

Because we're so long, it would be nice if we could make it a little shorter or a little less.

In the blink of an eye, the door of childhood has slowly closed to me. Reminiscing about the past, there is.

There is joy and happiness, happiness and vitality, and there is ...... vitalityBut there is one thing that I remember vividly.

On the afternoon of the week, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people because I still had to buy pens. In desperation, we came to a small vegetable stall on the side of the road to buy vegetables. The stall owner is an old man, and at first glance he knows that he is an authentic old farmer who has suffered a lot of weather.

Mom went up to ask for the price and began to negotiate with him. But the vegetable seller was calculating, and he refused to lower the half-dime. I was impatiently urging my mother next to me, and my mother was also anxious, so she hurriedly weighed the food and paid for it, and left in a hurry.

Who knew that halfway through, my mother found that the key was missing, what should I do? There will be more guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother had a disappointed expression on her face.

You must have forgotten it in that stall, and if you lose something, who will return it to you, let alone the old man who cares about it. You think you're unlucky! ”

After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try our luck, so we ran in the direction of the market again.

It was late afternoon when I got there, and there weren't many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, his eyes looking around, as if waiting for someone. My mom and I walked up, and the old man recognized us, and he handed the key to her with his calloused hand, and she nodded to him knowingly, and all three of us smiled happily.

Looking at the simple old man in front of me, what else can I say? A sense of guilt arises. I wish the old man a safe life!

Open the floodgates of memory, let the river of memory trickle, many things come to mind together, some things have been blurred, but there is one thing that I remember vividly.

I remember it was two years ago in the summer, and it happened in the neighborhood where I lived. That night I went out to buy something, halfway saw a child, sitting on the ground and crying, I didn't pay attention to it at the time, so I walked over, on the way back from shopping, God seemed to be against me, but it rained lightly, strange, the sky was still clear before going out, but now? I was hiding under the billboard while thinking, when a little girl in a red dress came up to me, "Sister, why are you standing here because you don't have an umbrella?"

Yes! The little girl said enthusiastically, "Sister, I'll send you home."

I don't know what to say, this little girl is younger than me, but she can take the initiative to help others, I suddenly felt hot in my heart, my nose was sore, tears flowed involuntarily, I thought: I didn't help the crying child on the way to buy things just now, but let another child help me. I was very sad in my heart, and at this time, when the little girl saw me like this, she innocently asked me:

Before I knew it, I thanked the little girl, and invited her to play at home, the little girl only said "goodbye" and left, I kept looking at her back, the rain suddenly became heavier, and her back was also a lot wet, somehow, my heart could not be quiet.

It's been a long time since this happened, but I still think about it from time to time, and I like to remember it, because it's moving, it's about love, it's rewarding.