To help others, you should write an essay of 600 words as soon as possible

Essay for help:

On Sunday morning, the weather was exceptionally clear. My brother and I happily arrived at the rink with our respective skates.

Because today is a holiday, there are many people who come to skate. My brother and I were about to skate after putting on our skates, when I saw my little sister hiding in a corner of the rink and crying. I hurriedly walked over and asked cordially

Little sister, why are you crying? "I can't skate, and I don't have anyone to teach me, so I really want to learn how to skate. She said as she cried.

I comforted her and said, "It's okay little sister, sister will teach you." "I immediately helped my little sister put on her skates, and slowly helped her step by step for a while, and I saw that she was a little more proficient, so I was ready to teach her to skate.

As I made the movement, I said, "It's easy to fall backwards, so don't slide out too much, or you'll fall!" Only by mastering the balance of the body can you slide fast and steadily.

Her eyes watched my every movement all the time, and she couldn't help but slide, she first took a step forward and then tried to turn around, hey! Not bad. Then she slipped slowly several more times, gradually becoming proficient.

This made her so happy that she jumped up, but as a result, she fell on her back and faced the sky. I hurriedly walked over to help her up: "Don't worry, don't rush to take your time, you will be proficient in skating soon".

Although I didn't skate all morning and was teaching my little sister how to skate, my heart was sweet. Because I know that being able to help others is true joy.

It's a very real society, and most people are walking in a hurry, paying little attention to their surroundings, let alone giving some help. It seems that everything next to it has nothing to do with itself. Some people are even a little cold-blooded, even if there is something related to human life next to him, he just glances at it curiously, and then walks away without looking back, as if it is just an irrelevant scenery.

I remember that on the eve of the revolution a hundred years ago, it was very common to help some strange passers-by, give some poor people a bag of ocean, and provide some shelter for travelers in difficulty. But what about now? If you do a small favor for others, you may be famous.

Perhaps, there are still some well-wishers and good people in this society, but they are only a small group in society!

Benevolence is a good practice since ancient times, and some ancients even took it as a hobby and generously gave to the poor, but now, not to mention generously giving to the poor, even those who are also willing to give well as a hobby are very few, and most people are only using this as a way to increase the popularity of business.

What makes us downplay this traditional virtue?

I remember that when I was a child, I often heard my parents tell me that only relatives in this world are sincere to me, and other people can't be so kind to me, even brothers and sisters may not be so good to me. However, these were not true in some previous dynasties, at least most of the brothers were sincere between them.

I remember another rumor on the Internet recently, an old lady fell, and a kind passer-by went to help her and helped her up, but was slandered by the old lady, saying that the passer-by who helped her hit him and asked him to pay money. It also chills the hearts of well-wishers who put their hearts down to help others.

Because of this, the world is also full of suspicions, some people wonder if the help is worth it, and some people wonder if the help has any purpose. It is precisely because of these complex thoughts that we feel that it is troublesome to help others, and it also makes some people with small stomachs afraid to accept this help.

I think if we don't weigh the pros and cons of helping and receiving, and those who are in high positions don't think about what kind of favor to reciprocate, they just use their own ability to do something convenient. And those who are helped do not have any psychological burden, perhaps, charity will be widespread in the world. And this country, which has not yet achieved common prosperity, will also become more ideal because of its generosity.

On a cold winter night, I couldn't wait to get home. The biting cold wind whistled on my face, and the howling cold wind made me shiver. "It's so cold! I couldn't help but say.

Just down a street not far from me, a scrawny old man was pushing a tricycle up a hill with difficulty. The old man propped up the car with his arms and walked forward with his legs. The old man is really thinly dressed:

A waistcoat, a gown with rough needlework, patched trousers, shoes with holes. In the cold winter night, the old man's wrinkled face was twisted together, and his bloodshot eyes showed pain. "Ahem......The old man gasped for breath, and the cold wind blew through the old man's dark **, making the old man shiver.

The thought of whether to help the old man or not crossed my mind. Looking at the old man's yellow and white face, the thin one is worrying. "Okay, help him.

However, it was so cold, and it was frighteningly cold. "Let's go, I'm not alone," I thought. "Ahem......The old man coughed again.

For some reason, I'm always worried, what's the point if it's cold?

I ran towards the old man under the bewildered gaze of everyone. When I came to the tricycle, I didn't hesitate to prop up the back of the tricycle with my hands and push hard. It's so heavy, how did the old man push it?

I'm so tired, looking at the old man's puzzled gaze, I smiled secretly. After a while, the car finally pushed up the slope with the concerted efforts of my grandfather and me.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly, the old man noticed me sweating profusely behind the car, and he was both surprised and moved. The old man's wrinkled face was like a blooming flower, and the old man smiled and took my hand tightly, "Good boy, good boy, ahem......The old man said to me excitedly. "It's nothing, it's ...... a little effort"Under the old man's gratitude, I blushed and couldn't speak.

At this time, I heard the praise of passers-by, and I became even more shy. Under the admiring gaze of everyone, I said goodbye to my grandfather and set out on the way home.

My heart was sweet, like honey. I was so happy, I smiled happily when I remembered the old man's touching smile. At this time, I remembered what someone said: the best way to make yourself happy is to make others happy first.

To help others is to help yourself"You give the best to others, and you will get the best from others." The more people you help, the more you get. The more stingy you are, the more you have nothing. This is the first paragraph of the article.

The reality is that only those who are willing to help others will be respected by others. I'm sure you've heard the story of the little boy who, out of a moment of anger, shouted to his mother that he hated him, and then, perhaps for fear of punishment, ran out of the house and cried out to the valley: "I hate you!

I hate you! Then an echo came from the valley: "I hate you!"

I hate you! The child was frightened, and ran home to his mother, saying that there was a mean little boy in the valley who said he hated him.

His mother took him back to the side of the mountain and told him to cry, "I love you, I love you." The child did as his mother said, and this time he found that there was a very good child in the valley and said

I love you, I love you. Life is like an echo, you give back what you give, you reap what you sow, and you get what you give. As long as you give, you will reap the rewards.

No matter how much we say, it is useless, only this paragraph is a true portrayal of helping others: when we help others, what we pay is our love for the lives of others, just like holding a clear spring to the tree of life of others. The feeling of love is an inexhaustible source, and the more we give, the fuller our hearts will be, and the stronger our sense of happiness will be.

When it rains, I think of my dear grandfather and the thing that touches me the most.

It was Friday, and I don't know who provoked God, but the sky outside the window suddenly darkened, and it began to drizzle. But who would have expected that by the time school was out at noon, the drizzle had gradually turned into a downpour, and my mood was like the sky, much darker. What to do?

What to do? I didn't bring an umbrella and didn't tell my family to pick me up. Looking at the sky, the rain couldn't stop for a while.

My parents are still working, my grandparents are not in good health, and I don't have any money, so my mood is really bad.

Seeing my classmates walk out of school one by one, I was really envious. At this moment, a kind and kind voice came into my ears, "Jiang Meng!" I looked back and said, "Grandpa!

I cried out excitedly, only to see my grandfather riding a bicycle and wearing a black raincoat, but this little raincoat couldn't stop the strings of raindrops. I covered my head with my schoolbag and ran over to my grandfather, who quickly opened the umbrella and handed it to me. I found that the seat was wrapped in a plastic bag by my grandfather, and he said that he was afraid that he would get wet on the road, and I was very moved.

Sit on! Grandpa said. "No, I have an umbrella anyway, I can go back by myself, don't take me on a ride, it's so slippery."

Grandpa is old, and it may be dangerous to ride a bicycle by himself, let alone take me on a ride in the rain. Grandpa hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't worry about you going back on a rainy day, let's go, the rain will be heavier in a while!"

I had no choice but to say yes.

Grandpa was very careful with every step he rode, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and my umbrella was repeatedly blown over several times, so Grandpa simply put away my umbrella and draped his raincoat over me. The bean-sized raindrops hit my grandfather's body and face, and I insisted on returning the raincoat to my grandfather, but to no avail.

When I finally got home, my grandfather's whole body was covered with water, and my grandmother quickly brought a towel and asked me what was going on, and my grandfather quickly interjected and said, "It's okay, the umbrella broke down on the road, and I gave her a raincoat, so it got wet, and I went to take a shower." "As soon as Grandpa turned his head into the bathroom, tears welled up in my eyes.

This incident is unforgettable for me, and it also made me know how much my grandfather loves me and how much I love him. I'm proud to have such a grandfather, proud!

It's a blessing to help others, and I've experienced it firsthand, and it's as sweet and soft as a marshmallow.

It was a sunny afternoon and my mom and I were shopping at the supermarket. After picking a lot of them, I went to the cashier and lined up, and I said to my mother, "I'll go out and buy a cone to eat first, and you can line up here." I'll come to you after buying it. "Okay, go ahead. ”

When I came back from buying the cone, my mother was still queuing at the cash register, and there was only one woman in front of her. I waited next to my mom to come out.

I only heard the cashier say, "Fifteen dollars and eight cents." The woman took out fifteen dollars, and then searched for eight cents in her bag.

The cashier waited over there and found Wumao. There were still three cents left, and the cashier was a little impatient and said, "Miss, do you have a piece?"

Just give me a piece. "Oh, let me find it. The woman put her bag on the cash register, and searched through each bag but had no change.

This is the woman who took out a piece of 100 yuan and said, "Let's pay 100." The cashier said helplessly

I don't seem to have that much change. "Then don't charge me three cents, I can't find it." "No!

This company wants to check. "So what to do? I don't have Sanmao anyway, and you can't find it for 100 yuan.

The cashier didn't know what to do, and ignored the woman, and the two stared ahead without speaking.

It's been a stalemate, and I remember that I just bought a cone and got change, but do I want to give it? I had the money in my hand and wanted to reach out, but I shrank back.

I heard the customer behind me say, "Hurry up." I looked at the two men, and neither seemed to let the other go, and I went up and said to the woman

I've got a dollar, give it to you. I slowly raised my hand and gave the cashier a dollar. "Thank you, little sister.

It's really a matter of solving this siege, thank you really for your little sister. I blushed with praise. My hands were sweating, but I was still happy, I said

No thanks, if you don't take it out, I'm afraid you're going to have a fight, and I don't want to see a fight. Everyone laughed.

On the way home, the sun lit up me, I ate that sweet ice cream, and I was held by my mother, and it felt so good!

It is a very happy thing for us children to help others, especially after receiving praise from the people we help, there is a feeling of fluttering.