At that moment I was moved by the essay urgency

I have experienced many things from my childhood to the present, and there are happy, sad, unforgettable, and interesting ......But none of these things touched me, only one family thing touched me. This incident is a family relationship between animals, and I can't help but be moved when I see it.

It was on the first day of summer vacation, I was walking back from my sister's house with a dog, and I was walking on the broad avenue in the woods, and the dog ran ahead of me.

Suddenly my dog slowed down and walked quietly forward, as if he smelled something wild in front of him.

The wind violently shook the two rows of trees on the side of the road, and the trees sang and swayed happily with the wind, and I looked along the extremely wide road, and saw a young sparrow standing on the ground in a daze, helplessly flapping a pair of small wings, the corners of its mouth were bright and yellow, its head was covered with fluff, and a pair of round eyes were very bright, which clearly fell from the nest shortly after birth, and looked extremely pitiful and sad.

The dog slowly approached the little sparrow, sniffed with its nose, opened its mouth to show its sharp teeth, and when it was about to devour the newborn sparrow, there was an incredible situation in front of it, an old sparrow flew down from the tree, and swooped down in front of the dog like a stone, and sparked all the feathers of the dog, and screamed desperately with all the strength of his body, and a pair of round eyes showed a begging look.

The old sparrow used his body to cover the little sparrow, wanting to save his little child with his own life. But it was so nervous that it shivered, broke out in a cold sweat, and let out a hoarse cry, and it stood still, ready for a great fight. What a monster the Hound is for it!

How small I am, plus I am afraid. But it can't stand safely on a tall, dangerous branch and watch its little toddler devoured by a dog and eaten as a good meal! This great power was that he flew down from the tree.

I was dumbfounded, moved and speechless, and the dog was also very surprised, but it opened its bloody mouth again, and stretched out its long tongue, and it probably didn't expect the old sparrow to have such great courage, and slowly, slowly retreated.

I hurriedly retrieved my dog and left with it.

I was deeply touched by this incident, I didn't expect that there is such a deep affection between animals, and as a mother, I also have such care and love for my children.

It has been said, "When eternal love is discovered, it is the most moving." "However, I think that the momentary emotion is also unforgettable, and I was really moved at that moment that day.

The flat path in front of my house was uneven due to the construction, and the ground could be seen far from the ground. Once, I went to the supermarket on the side of the road to buy some things, and along the way I crossed the "detached" ground as if I was crossing a trench. Walking out of the supermarket, as before I came, I strode over a number of "islands".

After arriving on the other side, I was just about to start home, when I heard the child's immature voice in my ears: "Grandma! Grandmother!

I'm going to eat a lollipop! ”

Okay, okay, good grandma is going to buy it for you, and you're staying here. Kind words rang out. I couldn't help but be interested in looking back at the pair of grandsons and grandmothers.

But at the same time, I couldn't help but worry about that grandmother. That deep crack, for such an old man of the old age impossible to walk, what should she do?

Indeed, I was right, and the grandmother staggered to the deepest and widest crack and stopped, hesitated, as if she were constantly trying to figure out if she could walk through, but it could hardly be done, for the tarmac crack was so arrogant at the moment that it seemed to laugh at the old man, and ask if she could come. The black color and the old man's white hair form a vivid visual impact. At this time, she had been standing for a while, and I thought she would definitely turn back, so she turned around and started, but at this time the old man moved, only to see her tentatively stretch out her right foot, hanging in the air, and then slowly but forcefully stepped on the low end of the gap, and then, a small step, a small step moved, but I gradually couldn't see clearly, my vision was blurred, and I only felt the white dazzling light into my eyeballs, and I said softly:

What a dazzling light. "In fact, I know that light is the love of the elderly, and the real emotion of every elder for their children! This kind of love makes every parent in the world struggle in the face of hardship.

The unhesitating choice to take the first step, the first step of love, even knowing that after taking the first step, the other side may be death. Really, that step, that moment, I was moved!

The old man still walked through the gaps one by one, but the gaps were so small, so insignificant in the face of love. I wiped the last tear from the corner of my eye, but I did not forget the emotion of that moment, because when the tear passed, the place where it flowed was forever recorded with a sentence: Love, let me be moved at that moment!

Once, when I was going to school, on the road, I saw a middle-aged man pushing behind an old woman, not only did he not apologize, but he did not help the old woman up, and walked away. I was a little angry when I watched this scene, and I couldn't help but feel righteous indignation for the old grandmother, and what was even more infuriating was that many elementary school students passed by her one when they saw the old grandmother wrestling, and their eyes were extremely indifferent, and some simply pretended not to see it, just like looking at the garbage can on the side of the road, indifferent and ruthless. The old woman tried to get up, but she was too old and weak to get up again.

My mother told me to get out of the car and help my grandmother up, and I was a little reluctant, but "mother's life is difficult". But at this moment, a male classmate took the lead, he ran over and helped the old woman up, and helped her flick the dust off her pants, and said to her, "Are you alright, old woman?"

I'm fine! The old woman said. "Thank you!

You're welcome! With that, he left. The old woman said. "What a good boy.

After saying that, he walked away with crutches.

This scene touched me so much, I thought: there is still warmth in the world, he is a model, but there are still ugly phenomena in the world, like that middle-aged man, those elementary school students. As a person, a Chinese, you should carry forward the spirit of Chinese helpfulness, if you don't even have the nature of being good, then you are not a person.

In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, how many people have given up their lives to save people, which is the most beautiful thing in the world. And a small incident that happened to me today touched me even more, and I should learn from him.

Please let each of us contribute a little bit of our own love, start from the small things around us, and then the world will be a better place!

That's a lot, how many words do you need?

The wind, silent, blew the earth green; Love, without words, nourishes the heart. I used to think that my father was an emotionally dull person. When I was a kid, my mother accompanied me when I flew kites, and my father picked up kites.

Learning to ride a bicycle, it was my mother who picked me up when I fell, and it was my father who stood by and shouted for me to get up and continue. When I was a child, it was my father who beat me and my mother who drugged me. At the birthday party, it was my mother who blew out the candles with me.

It was my father who blew up the balloons for me. My finger was infected, and it was my mother who was holding me tremblingly when I went to the hospital to get my bad nails removed and repeatedly telling me not to be afraid, and it was my father who was holding me tightly and silently. …Could it be that my father doesn't express his feelings, or is it ......I began to search for answers with my heart.

Every time, my bike had a minor problem, but the next day, it was repaired and polished, only to find out afterwards that my father had done it. The morning before each exam, I would have sharpened pencils on my desk, and only later did I know that my father had done it. Every time I was angry about a sudden trip, the TV screen would light up, and I knew that my father had done it.

Every time I come home from school, I can almost always have a hot meal, and I know that my father made it. The paper that was arranged on the desk was laid out by my father. The beloved alarm watch on the bedside was repaired by my father.

The mark on the wall of the hut was erased by my father. …Suddenly, I realized: it was not my father's "dullness", but my stupidity, that I did not appreciate the warmth that burst out from behind the silence!

The light is silent and illuminates the earth; Love is speechless, and it warms the heart. Fatherly love, wordless. Mother and child.