Who has a Quiet Reminder essay, about 600 words

It's best to write it yourself!!

Remind quietly, it may be with words, it may be with eyes, it may be with actions, it may be with ......A small incident that happened a few years ago is still fresh in my memory.

One day during the summer vacation, Xiao Liang asked me to go to the movies, because the community where he lived was just across the road from the community where I lived, so we went together. This is the first time I have gone to the movies with my classmates, and my dad asks me to report to him from time to time, which is so annoying!

Hey, get in the car, bye-bye! "We've finally waited for the train," Xiao Liang pointed out. As soon as I got in the car, I had a seat, which made me feel that today was very smooth, after all, a good start is half the battle.

The sun was shining outside the car window, which added to my good mood. I shifted my gaze from the window to the inside of the car, and suddenly noticed that the empty car had somehow become more crowded, and there were several elderly people standing next to us. I suddenly felt embarrassed, only to hear someone say that it is basic etiquette to give up a seat to the elderly, people are standing there while you are looking at the scenery!

I looked around, and no one had just spoken, but my conscience was quietly reminding me. I hurriedly patted Xiao Liang on the shoulder and signaled with my eyes that there was an old man next to him. This is done with a visual reminder.

How can a friend of four or five years not understand it? We both stood up at the same time, "squeezed" through the crowd and stood at the door, and I had to stand a few more stops, and I looked down at the two seats, and there were already two black and white haired seats, but there were still several black and white seats that were not seated. At this time, several young people who looked like college students stood up and came to the lower door. "One, two, three, four, now there are enough seats."

I let out a long exhale, and my words made Xiao Liang feel inexplicable. I was so excited that I finally had the opportunity to help someone. I used to ride with my parents, but I was divided into children, and others gave me their seats, which made me very unwilling, I have grown up!

It's time to get off the station, it's time to get off, bye-bye! I noticed that the young men also got off the bus, and I thought that they must have gone to the movies too. When we met eyes, they gave me a smile and I smiled back, as our actions had quietly reminded them.

I felt the sun shining on my body, so warm ......

The blue sky is quietly reminding the wind to blow some dark clouds to cool down the earth when necessary, and the full moon is quietly reminding us not to forget our families, quietly reminding us to bring warmth and happiness, quietly reminding, it's good!

Flowers come back to life, spiders weave broken webs. The seemingly inconspicuous trivial things in life are a quiet reminder to me and tell me the true meaning of life.

Last winter, I bought a pot of flowers out of novelty, but by the time I saw it again, it was a mess because of my neglect and the biting cold wind. There were not many leaves left, and the soil was covered with a layer of withered and blackened leaves. I regretfully left it in the corner and was reluctant to throw it away.

Unexpectedly, as soon as spring passed, the original lifeless flowers grew new young leaves and were full of vitality.

Looking at the green in the corner, I was surprised, it was a quiet reminder that the previous savings were to prepare for better progress in the future. I understood its intention, in the last critical period of the third year of junior high school, I should continue to enrich my knowledge, accumulate little by little efforts, and sprint to the final victory.

When I returned from a tutorial session, I caught a glimpse of a spider web under the eaves downstairs in the community, I played with my heart, picked up a stone and threw it, hit the spider web, and looked at the broken web, I left satisfied. After a few days, I suddenly remembered the cobweb, and I wondered curiously, if the web had been destroyed by me, and was in tatters. As I went downstairs, I paid attention to the eaves again, and to my astonishment, there was another complete net, and there was no sign of any damage.

I looked closely, and the place I had punctured that day had been carefully grafted, and the spider was waiting for its prey in the corner.

Looking at the fine spider web, I sincerely admired the spider as a great artist. I think it's also a quiet reminder to me that it's not too late to make amends. Filling in the missing places is another beautiful sight.

The persistent spirit of the spider let me know that I should ask the teacher in time when I don't understand something, fill in my own shortcomings, and better improve myself.

On the road of growth, observe carefully, the scenery around you can always give you a quiet reminder when you are at a loss, they let you unconsciously feel the beauty and persistence in life, and guide you to stride forward in the right direction.