Title Every bit is love 600 words, mainly narrative, and you can copy it online

Memories are made up of many small things, and memories that seem so simple and ordinary that they are easily lost, and it turns out that every bit is love. —Epigraph.

A cup of tea, a breath of tranquility, melts the cold of winter.

It was approaching the end of the period, it was cold, and the cold wind outside the window made the window "kala-la" sound, and I couldn't help but shiver all over. The hand holding the pen was already red from the cold, very stiff, and the words were crooked. At this time, my father quietly pushed open the door, holding a small purple clay pot in his palm, the spout was emitting green smoke, and a faint fragrance was already coming to his nose.

When I took a sip, my mouth was suddenly filled with the aroma of black tea, and the taste of sweetness was very pleasant. I asked my father what it was. Father smiled heartily

It's alkaline water, how about it, it tastes good! I nodded stunned, my heart full of warmth.

I once learned something about alkaline substances on the Internet, which is very important for the human body. smiled happily, it turns out that a cup of fragrant tea also has so much knowledge, and there are so many emotions in it, isn't this also love? Father-daughter love.

A**, a familiar sound, drove away the loneliness of the long holiday.

A holiday is coming to an end, and I've been at home for more than a month, and I'm loose and loose, and it's not an exaggeration to compare it to a mess of mud. I don't want to go out, I don't want to contact any friends, and my life is very lonely.

One day, the ** bell suddenly sang, and a burst of warmth rose in my heart inexplicably. picked up the ** and asked softly, "Excuse me, who are you?"

A familiar voice came from the other end - it's pure! She was going to ask me out! A firework exploded in my heart, and the emotion called loneliness has become a cloud of the past.

Pushing away the smoke, the red light shines directly into people's ......Isn't that also a form of love? Friend's love.

A song of suzheng and a melody bring the coolness of summer.

On the eve of the Guzheng Grade 7 exam, I have been practicing "Battle Typhoon", but I always miss the essentials. Frowning, I don't know what to do. In class on Saturday, the teacher played the whole piece for me as soon as I entered the door, and I couldn't take my eyes off her every movement, smooth and beautiful, like a fairy person, and I couldn't help but be intoxicated.

In an instant, I understood, this piano and this song must be played with heart, just like this teacher-student friendship must also be understood with heart, right? For a moment, I felt the coolness of summer.

Recalling the past, isn't a cup of fragrant tea and a ** all the same love as this plain song? It's just too mundane and easy to ignore.

Walking in the boulevard, it is the flowers and plants that dot your road; Walking by the stream, it is the waves that decorate your path; Walking in life, there will be a heart and a love that fills your way. Have you ever been satisfied? In every little thing, have you learned to be moved?

The singing voice hisses the true feelings of the big family, and the TV series desperately interprets the vows and mountain alliances, I think, it is not because of the lack of true feelings, but I am afraid that I don't know how to be moved. Some people may think that "moving" must of course have the amazing act of "sad husband, magnificent". This is certainly good, we are moved by the desolation and tragedy of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone and will never return"; We are moved by the love of "ten years of life and death, without thinking, and unforgettable"; We are also moved by the sacrifice of his life for the country that "no one has died since ancient times, and he has left his heart to take care of his sweat".

However, life does not have thrilling events every day, does it mean that life is empty? No, "seemingly ordinary is the most bizarre". True beauty often lies in the ordinary, and we are even more moved by this.

Rodin once said: "Events are not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery." "We shouldn't just focus on the results and not care about the bits and pieces that make up our lives

At the intersection of the endless river, the other end of the blind man's crutch was pulled up, and he was led straight past the sound of the car whistle, and then disappeared into the sea of people without noticing, at this time, my heart was warming, what about the blind man? Wouldn't this hanging be something she was moved by? In the bleak autumn wind, an elderly couple walked in the sunset, they slowly stopped, one of them held his knees, slowly squatted down, pulled the zipper of his coat for his wife, and slowly got up, supporting each other and walking together on the dusk road.

At this time, a warm current welled up in my heart. What about them? In their psyche, it is also an unforgettable touch!

Isn't this kind of feeling of "holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son" enough to move people? ......We have gone through life in this bit by bit, and we have tasted life in this touch.

I remember one prisoner who was desperate for life, and he thought in prison, "If I can provoke any praise from me, I will live." After thinking about it for three days, I remembered that the teacher in kindergarten had said that the duck he pinched was "a little ugly, but quite innovative."

It was this insignificant sentence that deeply touched a heart's heart and became the reason for him to live. Therefore, the more moved, the more hope. The road is at your feet, hope is ahead, collect that little bit of touch, it will become your lifelong wealth.

True love accompanies the heart to spend together, bit by bit of life, as long as you have a heart, you will find the beauty of the world. Learn to move, and beauty will fill your life.

Love is selfless, it is great, love is invisible and colorless, love is in every little thing, embodied in the bits and pieces of life.

One night, I was playing on the playground with my friends, and when I accidentally tripped over a rope and made a 360-degree turn, I fell. I can't stand up even if I lie on the ground. At this time, the classmate next to me helped me up and sent me home.

When I got home, my mother heard my crying, and hurriedly ran out, a stumbling almost fell, my mother stood firm, saw a big bag on my arm, and ran to the hospital with me on my back, running and running, my mother took out** and called my father**, my father rushed over in less than five minutes, ran to the hospital, took a film, the doctor said that I had a fracture and was going to be hospitalized for two weeks, my mother was shocked when she heard it, and pulled the doctor to ask for details.

The next day, when I put on the cast, I cried in pain, and my mother was in tears when she saw my uncomfortable appearance.

In the evening, my mother said, "I'll wait until you're asleep and I'll go home." "After a while, I fell asleep, and the next day, when I got up, I saw my mother sitting on the edge of the bed, and I asked

Mom, didn't you go back last night? Mom said, "I just came."

But I saw my mother's dark circles, and my eyes were moist.

My mother not only cared about me in life, but also in my studies, and every time he came home from work, he dragged his tired body to help me with my homework.

Love is always around us, it depends on whether you have a pair of eyes that find love. There is love everywhere in life, let's discover love and beauty together.