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Mother's love touched me.
The Tibetan antelope is a tough animal that lives in the Qinghai-Tibet steppe and is a bright pearl there. But you know what? The dashing Tibetan antelope also has a tear-jerking side. There is an article called "The Kneeling of the Tibetan Antelope", and after reading this article, I couldn't calm down for a long time after reading ......this article
The story tells the story of a hunter hunting in the Tibetan Plateau, who came out of his tent one morning and saw a fat Tibetan antelope. He was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out his shotgun and aimed it at the Tibetan antelope. Suddenly, the fat Tibetan antelope knelt down towards the hunter, two tears welling up in its eyes.
The hunter was stunned, seeing such a scene for the first time in his thirty years of hunting, and his heart softened. But the hunter must be a hunter, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he pulled the trigger, and the Tibetan antelope fell with the sound. After the killing, the hunter did not deal with it immediately, but took several days before doing it.
When he opened the belly of the Tibetan antelope, he was stunned: he found that there was a small antelope in the womb of the antelope. The hunter's butcher's knife fell into the ground with a "clang", and the shadow of the hunter disappeared from the savannah.
I was deeply impressed by that mother, who made me understand how great a mother's love is! I'm sure the mother Tibetan antelope knows how risky it is to beg the hard-hearted hunter, but if she escapes, there is no hope of survival! If there were no children, maybe the Tibetan antelope would have escaped, but it has children, and it has made such a decision for the safety of the children.
Why don't mothers do everything for the sake of their children?
Thinking of the great Tibetan antelope mother, the shadow of my mother also came to my mind. My mother's love for me is so great that she is inseparable from me, and she would rather do things she doesn't like for me. I heard that when my mother was pregnant with me, she ate everything nutritious.
Mom loves to eat hot pot the most, but the book says that eating fishy and spicy food is not beneficial to the fetus, and the mother endured saliva for ten months. My mother was particularly disgusted with the taste of walnuts, but walnuts were nutritious to the fetus, and my mother had to "sacrifice herself" for me.
Mothers in the world are the same, they will devote all their energy to their children, and even give their lives for their children, just like the mother of the Tibetan antelope. Whenever I think of the scene of the Tibetan antelope kneeling, my heart is shocked, I can't forget the two sparkling tears, and I can't forget the kneeling, because it is full of poignant and great maternal love.
There is a song that sings well: "Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures......"Yes! How great and important a mother is.
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It touched me.
It has always been silent.
On the way to school, I saw a casual glimpse in the corner. See a bud the size of a thumb that has just sprouted. It is so easy to ignore, but it is green and dazzling, as if it wants to wash away all the filth in the world with its small body.
However, it will soon wither, and the land will not be suitable for any living thing to grow. Take the surplus.
The hustle and bustle of every day, repeated every day, makes me sigh at the blandness of life.
That little bud has been put into my memory box, and my busy life makes me no longer have the energy to care for an insignificant little bud.
Early in the morning, the crumbs of the sun spilled into my room, and I was helplessly called by my mother to get up and take out the garbage.
Unconsciously, I looked at the corner again, and as I expected, it had withered. But when I walked into it, my eyes widened incredibly—they bloomed.
This corner is home to many small plants, which usually live for no more than three weeks, let alone bloom, but it is a special case. The flowers are yellowish, but very bright; The flowers are small, the size of a peanut, but they are eye-catching.
It showed in front of me its lifelong quest - flowering. And no matter where you are, how long you live, you must be worthy of yourself. "What is a man's life for?
I asked myself that question, but now I understand. A person's life is originally to live a wonderful life and live a life worthy of oneself.
As I got on my bike, I was speeding up on the road, and suddenly I felt that life could be so good.
I never looked at that corner again, because I knew that it would always be silently there, silently explaining to me the meaning of life.
The wind was blowing, and it stood silently in the ...... in the corner
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Friendship touched me.
In autumn, the leaves fall and now in winter, the wind howls. It's a cold winter, but there is a warm current that flows into my heart and touches my heart, and it is friendship.
I remember that extraordinary day, that day, the weather was very good, sunny and cloudless, birds and flowers, I was happily walking to school, today seems to be a special day, the clouds seem to be more pure, the grass is greener, the flowers are more colorful, I thought to myself: "Huh? Wondering, is something going to happen today?
But it must be a good thing, and soon I walked to the school, and as soon as I entered, I saw my classmates chatting, and my original happy mood suddenly turned into sadness, because I still don't have good friends, and I am bored to sit in my seat.
At this time, a girl came up and said, "Look at you so boring, don't you have friends?" Why don't I be your friend?
I happily said, "Do you really want to be my friend?" she said. "Yes, I'd like to be your good friend, and in the future we will chat together, share sadness and happiness together, anyway, the sentence is: "Share happiness and hardship", okay?
I said, "Okay, you will be my good friend in the future, you must tell me when you are sad, and you must tell me when you are happy", she said: "I am so happy today, in fact, I will not tell you, I am also making friends for the first time!"
So you are my first friend, and my name is Hua Jing, remember! I said in a friendly way that you are also my first friend, let's be a confidant! She said
All right! Hua Jing took out a ribbon from behind and braided a bow, and said: "Send you, as a gift to friends" My heart was instantly touched, because I felt the beauty of friendship for the first time, my tears rolled in my eyes, and I said excitedly
Thank you and I will give you the same gift in the future, remember that we will always be friends", she said, "Well, it is a vow to be friends forever".
An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of time", time flies and ends immediately, I walk on the way from school, but my heart can not be calm for a long time.
Maybe there will be light in the dark, maybe the winter will no longer be cold, maybe I will be touched by friendship on the surface, and friendship is you who have touched my heart.
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Mom's hand touched me.
Everyone has a pair of hands of their own. The hands of the cleaners are rough and powerful, the hands of the "angel in white" are slender and soft, and the hands of my mother are slender and white, exuding a fragrance that fascinates me.
Mom had a few yellow, hard calluses on her palms. She has always been washing laundry, mending clothes, and cooking for our family for more than ten years, and she has undertaken a lot of housework with one hand. There are many stories in my mother's hands that I still remember.
One morning, I faintly heard the sound of washing clothes in my sweet sleep, I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock, it was only 4 o'clock, I put on my slippers, and went downstairs to see, it turned out to be my mother washing clothes. I asked my mother, "Mom, it's only 4 o'clock, why are you doing the laundry now?"
Mom smiled and said, "I wasn't at home the other day, and there are a lot of clothes to wash at home. During the day, I have to go to work, and at night, I get off work and the sun goes down.
If you want to dry your clothes, you have to wash them in the morning and dry them! It's still early, you go back to sleep first! Otherwise, you will be sleepy in class!
After Mom finished speaking, she lowered her head and washed her clothes again. My mother's hands have been soaked in water for a long time, so every winter, my mother's hands will have chilblains.
I remember when I was about to celebrate my 10th birthday, a guest came to my house, and my mother bought a cross-stitch to decorate my room and embroidered it at home. Mom embroidered whenever she had time, sometimes until one o'clock in the morning. Finally, the work is completed, and it is a beautiful landscape with a lotus pond full of slim lotus flowers, and round lotus leaves, with a group of frogs performing a concert on the lotus leaves, and a few small fish playing in the clear water.
This beautiful piece of art added a view to my room and added another callus to my mother's hands.
I will never forget my mother's hands. My mother's hand created a warm home for me, and my mother's hand held up a sunny day for me. I love mom's hands!
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Early one morning, as usual, I got up early to go to school, and on my way to school, I heard a warm voice despite the cold weather: "Grandpa, go slowly." ”
When I was wondering what was going on here, I learned from the mouth of passers-by that it was an old man who accidentally fell while riding a bicycle, and there happened to be a kind driver who passed by to help the old man up, and saw that the old man had abrasions on his face, plus the cold weather, so he helped the old man into his car to let the old man rest, and then the driver helped the car up, and took out his mobile phone to help the old man contact the family, and soon the old man's family came to the scene, and the family learned that the incident happened and was very grateful to the enthusiastic driver, The driver saw that the old man was fine, and then repeatedly asked the old man's family to go to the hospital to check the old man, and when the old man left, the driver also said: "Old man, go slowly." ”
The onlookers applauded after watching it, and I truly felt the harmony of society and the beauty of the world.
On that day, after school, I wanted to go home and play on the computer, because my parents were not at home, so I rode my bicycle as fast as I could, and just as I was about to reach the intersection, the traffic light seemed to be against me, and in the blink of an eye, it turned red, alas! I hesitated, but I rushed over, but as soon as I reached the middle of the road, I was blocked by a normal car, and I was really in a dilemma. Ay!
I'm only now aware of the dangers of running a red light, and I really regret why I didn't stop after changing the light. Just when I was at a loss, a traffic policeman uncle whistled and directed traffic, walked up to me quickly, quickly pulled me across the road, and said to me seriously: "Kid, how can you run a red light?"
Don't you know how dangerous this is? ”
After hearing the policeman's criticism of me, I lowered my head in shame and said, "Policeman's uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't dare to run a red light again." ”
Then I took a few steps forward with heavy steps, and looked back and thanked the traffic police uncle for his care and help to me with gratitude.
Since that experience, I will never dare to run a red light again, and I hope that you will join me in becoming a qualified law-abiding middle school student from now on.
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