Green leaves, you are Shen Ai is also light 600 words essay

On Friday, my mom took me to get my hair cut. When I came to the barber shop, I was surprised to find a brown and yellow puppy pushing the door in front of the barbershop, but it couldn't be pushed open, until the waiter inside opened the door for us to enter, the puppy immediately rushed into the barbershop, but was kicked out of the barbershop by the waiter. I thought to myself:

A puppy is not a barbershop dog, so why should it go to a barbershop? In the process of cutting my hair, the puppy stubbornly pushed the door, but the male employee who was guarding the door did not open the door for the poor puppy, and the puppy barked "whining" when he saw it, as if begging the male employee to open the door, but the male employee still ignored it and continued to watch his TV. At this point, my heart softened and I wanted to open the door for it.

Unfortunately, I was cutting my hair at the time, so I couldn't act rashly. I can't help but feel sympathy for this puppy. At this moment, a ** wolf dog appeared in front of the puppy, and the wolf dog howled as if to demonstrate to the puppy.

The puppy couldn't take this breath, so he had a "fight" with the wolf dog, and the puppy forgot how powerful the opponent was. After nearly two minutes of fighting, the puppy was scarred, but the wolf dog was unharmed. Oh!

I finally learned that the puppy was afraid of an enemy attack before entering the barbershop! At this moment of great urgency, another female employee immediately opened the door and let the poor little one in, and as soon as the puppy came in, he jumped on the female employee's lap and barked, as if to express gratitude. I couldn't help but be happy when I saw that the puppy was saved, and I admired the love of the employee.

This incident has always been etched in my heart.

In real life, there are so many things that move me. But I'm not moved by a piece of clothing, I don't feel moved by being able to live in a luxurious house......What can move me is only the little bit of truth around me.

This incident may be subtle, but this incident makes me unforgettable, this incident may be ordinary, but this incident moves me.

All the way to the spring breeze, all the way to the sunshine. A bus carried me to the county seat in a joyful mood, the bus was crowded one after another, people laughed and laughed, and at this time, an old man came up, this old man looked so old, his face was so pale, his hair was full of silver threads, and he was full of wrinkles. What's even more strange is that no one in the car gave him a seat, at this time, a teenager who is similar to my age suddenly stood up and took the initiative to give up his seat to the old man, his move, like a round of sun in the cold winter, like a flower in the desert, it deeply infected me, let me know what is true love, what is true love.

There are more and more people in the car, and there are a few old people on the bus, I am standing up and giving up my seat to an old man.

This scene in the carriage is like a ray of sunshine shining in my heart, like a flower blooming in my heart. It made me understand that there is a kind of warmth called dedication, and there is a kind of true love called selflessness.

This ordinary, bits and pieces of trivial things made me understand the book of life and truly appreciate the true feelings of the world. It was this time and again that I was moved again and again that made me appreciate the true meaning of life.

On the table is a delicate desk calendar, with several dates painted in red circles, recording the bits and pieces of my relationship with you.

September 1st is the first time I have seen you. I have just started school, and I have the nostalgia for leaving the teacher and all kinds of speculation about the new teacher; Is it male or female? Isn't it fierce?

All the questions were answered the moment you entered: you walked into the classroom dressed in the golden yellow of the sun, your black hair was more dazzling in the reflection of the sun, a red glasses on the bridge of your nose, a smile on your face, and you talked to us a lot, leaving a kind impression on me and making me look forward to more.

September 2nd was the first lesson you gave me. I am a student who is afraid of language, and I often lag behind in my overall grades because of language, and my confidence in language interest is also lost little by little. But your first class appealed to me.

Your detailed explanations have given me more understanding of the text, and I have gradually gained some clues about the various problems faced with homework. In the Chinese class, you made us laugh with humorous and witty language, and made us feel more deeply in connection with life.

Turning the pages of the calendar, my interest in language is getting stronger and stronger, my grades are also improving, and my admiration for you is increasing day by day.

April 8th. The first class was originally a Chinese class, expecting the familiar figure to appear at the door. But the head teacher gave us a reply to change classes.

I just went through the monthly exam, and I was a little irritated by the failure in the essay, and I was a little surprised by the sudden change of class. In the afternoon, anxiously waiting, you showed up, but walked with a limp - it turned out that you had your nail pulled out due to paronychia. Looking at the thin figure on the podium, he endured the pain and taught us a lesson.

I was deeply shaken, and a touch passed through my heart, gently knocking on my heart. What does that feel like? Warm and delicate, this is not called "moving substance"!

What I didn't expect was that after class, you actually called me to my side to write an essay in person, although your face was full of exhaustion, but still meticulous. Work hard, and your language will be great.

At the table, I flipped through the calendar, listening to the sound of the paper, and the red circles on the calendar kept catching my eyes, each of which recorded the memories of you. For two years, because of you, I enjoyed the language and indulged in the wonderful words; Because of you, my otherwise dry sentences have also come to life; Because of you, in the face of an increasingly heavy academic burden, I no longer panicked, and I have more courage to face difficulties. Along the way, your smile, your words, and your sense of responsibility have been deeply rooted in my heart, like a warm current surrounding me, and I know that it is a feeling of happiness.

It is my greatest luck to have you all the way.