I want an essay about caring for each other, urgently

Love. What is Caring? Love is a piece of sunshine shining in winter, which makes the poor and sick feel the warmth of the world; Love is a spring that appears in the desert, which enables people who are on the verge of despair to regain hope in life. Caring is all around us.

The north wind was blowing and cut my face like a knife. The leaves on the side of the road were listless, as if they had a high fever, wilting. The sun, a naughty child, didn't know how to hide in **, and the gray-white sky had no life.

I came up from the subway entrance to school as usual, and after walking a few steps, my heart trembled, why did I meet him again? Ever since I took the subway, I've seen him every day – an uncle in a suit. Regardless of the wind and rain or the heavy snow, he wears a pair of cotton gloves every day and picks up the garbage that people are messing around on this road.

As usual, he walked along the garbage on the side of the road. The tissues, the empty groceries were like homeless children crying and waiting for the good Samaritan to send them home. At this time, a pair of hands with slightly blackened gloves picked them up and sent them back to their home, the garbage can.

Sometimes, when a gust of wind blows, and the white plastic bag flies up like a demon with its teeth and claws, a pair of "Buddha palms" grab them and subdue them. I was amused by his panting, uncoordinated figure.

He wears gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes scan his surroundings like radar, and when he sees garbage, he is as sharp and fast as a "cat catches a mouse". I walked up and politely asked if he needed help. He smiled slightly:

No thanks, just pass by at work, and pick it up when you look dirty. Listening to this explanation, I felt strange and muttered in a low voice: "Aren't there sanitation workers?"

He still heard it, frowned, and said to me kindly and seriously: "Caring for others starts with me, understand? He sighed, looked at me and shook his head, and went back on his "prey" search.

A cold wind blew through my collar and made me shiver.

Looking at his fading back, I chewed on what he said repeatedly, and in an instant, I understood. In fact, he is the real sun! I was relieved.

In fact, in this cold society, we have long forgotten the kindness we once had, a heart that cares for others, and more selfishness for our own interests. We all wore masks of hypocrisy, and those sincere, fiery, vivid faces were long gone. Be more caring!

Be considerate of others, and perhaps we will see a new world, a harmonious world!

Caring for others makes you happy. Not long ago, I went to a nursing home to volunteer, and I felt warm in my heart when I saw the happy smiling faces of the elderly.

Love is a spring water that breaks the ice gate, which shocks the heart of stone; Love is a beacon that shines in the night, so that the lost ship can find a harbor. The north is still howling, but I don't feel cold, because love is by my side, accompanying me unswervingly, smiling through life!

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