Essay guidance for writing a caring person

There is not only love in the world, but also love. Love is silently dedicated to helping others, doing what you can to help others. A sighting on the street made me understand what love is.

Recently, many stray animals have come to the town, but in the eyes of everyone, they seem to be annoying bacteria, not only do not help them, but also beat and chase them, and the harmful little animals can only sleep on the streets. However, one morning, I ran out into the street to play, and a young uncle was feeding the animals, and instead of showing a look of disgust, his face was full of joy and smiles. After feeding, he put the little animals in the house, and I saw from the window that he was seriously bathing them, and the little animals were jumping and jumping in front of him, and they were so excited that they knocked over the bathing basin.

The young uncle did not stop helping the animals, on the contrary, he took them in his own house, gave them food and shelter, and did not complain. On Sunday mornings, the young uncle was looking for owners for the animals at the market, and he told them loudly: "Everyone, these little animals are pitiful enough, we should help them, be a caring person, if you want to be a caring person, start by adopting these little animals!"

After saying that, no one went at first, but then many people went to adopt, and some people also went to publicize, and soon, these small animals had a "place to live". Be loving and help others.

DispatchA loving one. People essay.

I am an extremely caring person.

One day, I was very tired from climbing the mountain, and I finally found a seat to sit down, and suddenly I saw an old man walking up and looking for a seat. I think the old man is very tired, because his face is covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. I think:

Shall I let it or not? Let's go, I'm standing with sore legs. Don't let it, it's a little unreasonable.

Suddenly, I suddenly thought of the advertisement on TV that respects the old and loves the young, and the old man is much older than me, and he must be more tired. But I felt embarrassed, so I came up with a solution. When the old man approached me, I quietly got up and walked away, walking to where Mom and Dad were standing.

Mom and Dad asked me what was going on, and I told them truthfully. Mom and Dad praised me for being a good boy. The old man sat down as soon as he saw that there was a seat.

Although I stood with a sore back and a sore back, I saw that the old man was sitting comfortably, and I was hundreds of times more comfortable than sitting on the spring.

Who made me able to keep up with a guy who couldn't even write 26 letters in English?

In the first semester of my third year, I had just transferred from Guangzhou to Shanghai. At that time, I couldn't read some common words accurately, and I couldn't make out some simple grammar. Needless to say, teaching such a student will know how hard a teacher must be.

Once, when I was memorizing an English text, there was a word that was not pronounced accurately, and it was Mr. Ding who helped me correct it over and over again, because I was nervous, I still couldn't read it accurately, and I was so anxious that my forehead was sweating, but Mr. Ding still took the trouble to teach me until I read the pronunciation accurately. There are countless things like this.

I remember another time, there were a few English practice questions that I couldn't do, and after school, Mr. Ding made up the lessons for me alone. It was getting dark, but Mr. Ding was still teaching me over and over again, and hour after hour passed. My mother rushed to the school uneasily, and when I entered the classroom, I saw that Teacher Ding was still there tirelessly teaching me.

In this situation, my mother was moved ......

Back home, Dad learned about it. He was silent for a long time, and then sighed and said, "What a good era, what a good teacher......”

One day, my mother called Mr. Ding to ask for sick leave for me. Teacher Ding said, "I received the letter from the baby's father.

That's when I learned that my father had written a thank you letter to Mr. Ding. When my mother thanked Mr. Ding again, Mr. Ding only said, "Don't thank you, this is what I should do." What an unpretentious statement!

I'm so impressed.

I feel warm when I study at this school because there is a lot of love everywhere. When I came home from school one day, I excitedly said to my mother, "Our teachers are all like you." ”

The love that my caring teachers gave me – nurtured my childhood. It will also nourish me for the rest of my life.