Help me write an essay on things that move you , don t be about being sick.

In the process of growing up, there are many things, some are interesting, some are full of childlike fun, and some are touching and ......These things are like shooting stars that pierce the night sky. But there was one thing that moved me to tears.

I once saw such an incident on TV: In the Wenchuan Congress, many of our compatriots were taken away from their precious lives by this ruthless ****. Among them, there is such a mother, who was also killed by the big **, but she also saved a new life!

It was an afternoon in Wenchuan, rescuers were urgently rescuing the affected people, suddenly there was a cry, this cry attracted the attention of rescuers, they ran in the direction of the sound, using the life detector to measure that there was still life under the ruins, they immediately moved the debris, after more than an hour of moving, finally saw a scene like this: a mother with her back against a prefabricated board, a small baby lying under her chest, apparently the mother has no breathing, And the little baby was unharmed. Rescuers saw a mobile phone in the little baby's bedding with a text message written on it:

Baby, if you're alive, remember, mommy loves you forever! All the people present at the time were moved to tears ......when they saw this text message

This is really a touching thing, I believe you will be moved to tears after reading this story, and I also believe that maternal love is the greatest love in the world, and there is so much power that a mother would rather die than give up her child to live in this world!

Things That Touched Me".

In this world, what moves us, apart from those emotions that can touch our heartstrings, what else?

There is a TV program called "Moving China", and the staff of these program groups are working to find out those characters who can move the world, and narrate the events they have done that move the world. Which of these people and things is not touching?

Faye Wong said that her "Will Love" is to carry out great love to the end, so she and her family founded that Yanran** to help those children with rabbit lips. Alyssa said that because she sang a song, she could help the children walking on the sidelines, even if she sang out of tune, she still sang. Han Hong said that she never remembered that she had helped the child, but since she appeared, she would help her again.

The world is still moving, and we are still living in a sunny world!

Time passed in a hurry, and half a semester passed in a blink of an eye, and there were so many memories like raindrops, some of which were forgotten because of the passage of time, and some of which left an indelible mark in my heart because of being moved. Because I was moved, I left an indelible impression, so let me hold this rain in my hand and tell you about it slowly!

It was a Friday, and the rain was pouring down, and I didn't listen to my parents at noon and didn't bring an umbrella. Now God is against me, but it is raining at this time, "Dad won't come back today, and Mom will get off work at 5 o'clock, what should I do?" I muttered in a low voice, "Damn, I can't play early, I can't play, but at this time, what should I do?"

I have a complaint. At this time, a classmate who didn't bring an umbrella like me secretly said that he was unlucky, now I am much happier, for having a companion, I just wanted to ask her, where does my family live, just listen to my mother, you are coming! "It turned out that this classmate's mother came.

I was dizzy, finally had a companion, and left again. "I had to swallow the bitter water in my stomach again. I could only stand at the door of the classroom, hoping to see my mother coming.

Feed! What are you doing, standing here. "I looked for prestige, it turned out to be my tablemate Peng Jiamin, "I want you to take care of it" I deliberately looked into the distance and said unscrupulously.

Hehe, I didn't bring an umbrella (* Peng Jiamin smiled thief, "You don't have to worry about it" I'm still stubborn. "I'll send you home," Peng Jiamin hesitated for a moment and said. "You, take me home?

I looked incredulous. "Yes" Peng Jiamin nodded slightly, I still had doubts in my heart, I remembered the scene when Peng Jiamin and I quarreled every day and occasionally fought. "Feed!

Idiot, can you go? Peng Jiamin's words interrupted my train of thought, "Let's go, let's go" I replied in a panic.

On the way home, I felt as if it wasn't raining, I looked over my head, it was a deep red, and when I looked at Peng Jiamin, only a small place covered her, I pushed the umbrella to Peng Jiamin's side, but the umbrella gave way to me. The rain is still falling, but my heart is so warm.

I was really touched by that.

Something that touched me (500).

It was summer, and I sat on the dock by the river with a plastic bucket, sprinkled a handful of rice, and waited for the fish to swim in. While I was waiting intently for the fish, I suddenly noticed that a head was peeking out of the crack in the water of the stone on the pier.

Oh my God, what is this? The little yellow head sticks out of the water, and there is a long neck between the cracks in the rocks, a snake!

I screamed and ran home, calling for someone to catch the snake. Several people in the village were attracted by my cry and went to the river to watch the excitement. An older man looked at the snake I was talking about and said it wasn't a snake, it was a yellow eel!

When the people around heard this, they were eager to try it and wanted to catch it and eat it home. People brought long bamboo poles, hooks, and other tools. When the yellow eel showed its head again, a monza, and the bamboo pole of the brother next door hooked the yellow eel's mouth and pulled it ashore.

I watched happily from the side. Hmph, dare to scare me, get caught!

After a while. The crowd dispersed. I returned to the basin after dinner and stared at the eel again.

Suddenly, I was surprised to find that there were many slender black shadows in the basin for some reason, about two or three centimeters long, very thin, and still writhing. I hurriedly called someone, this yellow eel can't be poisoned, right?!

Dad said, this is a little yellow eel. Because the yellow eel grew up in the mother's mouth, probably this big yellow eel knew that it was not long after he was caught, and wanted to let the little yellow eel go.

This is a yellow eel mother, I suddenly want to cry, the yellow eel mother is so great, when she knows that she will not live long, all she wants is to let the little yellow eels run for their lives. But when my mother died, what would happen to the little yellow eels? Without the protection of their mothers, can the little yellow eels survive?

That day, I secretly released the eel back into the river.

Thank you, Mom.

Dear Mom:

Hello! Mom, maybe your mother is gentle in the eyes of others, but you are not like this in my eyes. Your love is like a cup of coffee, a little bitter, but the more you taste it, the sweeter it becomes; Your love is like a nut, the outside and soft on the inside; Your love is like a jasmine plant, which silently spits its fresh fragrance in a corner!

Your love is like Daddy's love in my mind, but you are gentle and stern at times!

I still remember that autumn afternoon, when I was only 6 years old. Dad brought a jade cup from Guangzhou and gave it to Grandpa. You won't let me touch it, for fear I'll break it.

When you are not paying attention, I use my hand to take the jade cup on the cabinet. My strength is too small to hold steadily, "Click! With a bang, the jade cup shattered.

I looked at the fragment of the jade cup and cried, and played with the fragment with my hand. You ran over and watched me fiddle with the debris with my hands, and exclaimed, "Don't move!

Beware of cutting your hands! "Your loud words scared me from crying to sobbing. "You broke the cup!

See how you explain it to Dad! "After giving me a blank look, you go to the laundry.

Click-click-" As soon as the door opened, I became nervous because it was my father coming. "Who did it! Isn't it you!

Dad pointed at me. I was too scared to speak. "It's not him!

It was I who accidentally touched it while cleaning. Dad walked out the door alone angrily. I look at you with vague eyes, and my eyes are full of gratitude.

You take one look at me and leave.

You are like a lighthouse, illuminating the way ahead for me; You are like a signpost, showing me the way forward; You are like dew after the rain, to moisten my dry leaves!

You've broken your heart for so many years! Thank you, Mom.

I wish you a happy and healthy day!

Your son: Chan Kang Yu.

March 5, 2012.