There is an urgent need for the essay There is a power that brings tears to my eyes .

1. How can the power of the rainbow appear in the sky without the blow of wind and rain? How can an eagle have the strength to spread its wings and soar without falling painfully? How can the fingers have the power to play a swan song without being soaked in blood? Strength, everywhere. And there is always a force that brings tears to my eyes....Sedan car....

2. The rain was slightly down, and I went home with my heavy schoolbag without any cover. For some reason, the mood also dropped to the extreme with the fall of the dense rain, maybe people are like this, and a specific environment can trigger a unique mood. My vision blurred, and I stepped on a fallen leaf and looked into the distance......

3. A newsstand leaning on an ancient and vigorous tree appeared at the turn, which was the place I often visited, its appearance was not good, the door was a fragmented debris, and the particularly conspicuous was the red painted door frame, which can be said to be extremely asymmetrical. But if it's a twilight with a slight sunset, the view is very different. The pavilion leans against a giant tree, the sunset is slightly slanting, the newspaper at the door is glowing with a golden light like the sunset, and the endless stream of vehicles in front of the door is really a beautiful and pleasant scenery!

4. I passed by gently, trying to peek inside gently as usual. The owner of the newsstand is a seventy-year-old grandmother, with a pair of gray reading glasses, often sitting on a homemade chair to read the newspaper, a smile, the furrow on the face clearly records the vicissitudes of the years and the years that have passed, when someone buys the newspaper, she Zheng Zao slightly hunched back, quickly looking for money, occasionally smile at you, make people feel more kind. And, amazingly, the grandmother is never "absent" for no reason.

All year round, no matter the weather, rain or snow, she always sat at the newsstand on time, pressed the book tightly with oiled paper, occasionally put one or two stones, and then sat down with a smile, put on reading glasses, and continued to read the newspaper every day.

5. However, today, she is not in the closed bush! I stared at the wooden door, and I thought the next moment she would push it out, but it didn't. My mind was full of questions, and I couldn't help but step forward.

In the corner of the wooden board where the newspapers were stacked, a note was neatly pressed with stones, and the twisted handwriting caught my eye. "Comrades, I'm sorry, my boss passed away, and the newspaper was stopped selling for two days, and after two days, the newspaper was sold normally, and I apologized for delaying everyone reading the newspaper. I squeezed my hands, felt the heat in my palms, the warmth in my heart, and then thought of my grandmother's usually rickety body, and couldn't help but burst into tears......

6. Ren's moved tears flowed down with the drizzle, I picked up my schoolbag, turned around and left, unwilling to stay, lest my heart be slowly melted by love.

7. There is a power that makes me cry. This power is called love and responsibility!

1. During the holidays, my father dug up a piece of bluegrass from the mountain and said that he would put it in my study and let me take good care of it.

2. Seeing that the weather was fine, I carefully held the orchid grass and placed it in the sunniest place for him to soak up the sunshine. It didn't take long for the sky to change abruptly, and the rain withered like a beast of prey; In an instant, everything in the world became blurry, and I suddenly thought of my bluegrass so I rushed out of the house and was pulled down by my father, I told him the reason, but he said that it was just a pot of flowers, and I will dig it for you.

3. I had to forcibly calm down, through the blurred window, to see that it was destroyed by your wind and rain, to see that the flower pot had been broken, its key limb holes were shaking in the wind and rain, and the slender leaves were beaten by the wind and rain, making me feel as if it was even going to be uprooted, and the little life that was weak in the wind and rain seemed to be withering at any time, and its rhizomes were already intricately mixed - fortunately, the heavy rain stopped after a while. I rushed out of the house, and found it sitting paralyzed in the basin, unable to move, the bud had been blown and cracked, and at this time the sun had already risen again after the haze, and through the sunlight I could clearly see that the vivid green meridians of the hunger were still flowing, it was the pulse of life, and its original chaotic rhizome was returning to its original state, and it was almost excitedly shouting: "It is not dead yet" I seemed to see the medical staff struggling in Wuhan on this vein that was entwined with the earth and grass.

The epidemic came suddenly like a sudden storm, and we, like this bluegrass, did not know the power of the wind and rain. The whole city of Wuhan was immediately locked down, and the National Health and Construction Commission immediately dispatched medical personnel from various provinces to the front line. As the number of confirmed cases increases like raindrops, millions of medical personnel have been transferred out of their posts, and they have worked hard again and again, just like the flowers being hit by raindrops again and again; The medical staff fought tenaciously again and again, making miracles appear again and again, just like the flower that became more and more tenacious after experiencing wind and rain, that is the power of life, the power of unity, and the power of the whole Chinese people to fight the epidemic together.

4. There is always a strength to fight for life, which moves me.