Essay 500 words on the person who impressed me the most in my memory

The person who impressed me the most.

When it comes to the person who impresses me the most, it's my dad. He is a very principled and responsible person. But what I will never forget about him is his young childlike heart.

One afternoon, my father suddenly said to me, "Now the community is carrying out some image construction projects. Why don't we inspect the trunks and branches cut down by some workers and do carpentry?

I asked, "What to do?" Dad replied

You can make a wooden bench or skateboard. Maybe you can do something ...... simpleWell, like ......Slingshot? "Somehow, my dad had a flash of inspiration and wanted to teach me how to make his favorite toy when I was a kid.

I was also interested, and said, "Then let's go!" With that, Dad put on a pair of sandals and ran downstairs.

Before I could arrive, he had already taken a few branches and trunks and walked back. When we got home, we first cut off the part where we made the slingshot, and Dad took out the tongue he had prepared a long time ago, fixed one end with two rubber bands, and fixed the other two ends to two branches, and fixed them with useless wires, and a slingshot was ready. I basically couldn't get my hands on it when I was making it, so I just pretended to tie a few rubber bands.

On a Sunday, my dad and I took a slingshot and a boomerang we bought in Australia to play in an empty and uncrowded area of Esplanade Park, and my dad was playing with a slingshot and a boomerang, and when he watched the boomerang hover in the air like a bird, he was so happy to see him hit the trunk of a tree like a missile with the stone he had hit.

This is my dear father, a childlike father!

An impressive person.

There are many people in my life who have made me unforgettable, but there is one person who impresses me the most.

One afternoon in the fall of the previous year, I was downstairs playing with paper airplanes when suddenly a man limped out of a corner in the distance. He was disheveled, wearing a dirty shirt on top, a pair of shabby brown trousers underneath, and a pair of torn cloth shoes on his feet. His hair was disheveled, and he walked straight towards me.

I wonder if this person is a thief, I have to be careful. He came nearer, and I saw that he was sixty or seventy years old, with a wrinkled face, and a sack in one hand and a stick in the other.

He walked over to the trash can near me, bent down, reached inside, pulled out some plastic bottles and cans, put them in the sack in his hand, and put the useless things next to the trash can into the trash can. This is another trash can.

Seeing his actions, I couldn't help but think of the beggar who sat in front of the supermarket all day, he was not disabled, he was not old, but he begged others all day long; And this one who picks up rags, although his work is dirty and smelly, is much better than those who do not work hard. Only the food that you buy with your own money is "clean"! It tastes delicious!

It was hanging up the wind, and I couldn't play the plane anymore, so I had to turn around and walk towards the door. At this time, the man who picked up the junk stopped me, and I turned my head and looked at him in bewilderment, only to see that he was holding a 20 yuan bill in his hand and said to me, "You have lost your money."

I put my hand in my pocket and felt it, and the 20 yuan my mother had bought me for a drink was gone. It must have been accidentally dropped when I bent down to pick up the plane. I took the money and said:

Thank you! So he hurried home.

I used to think later that 20 yuan was a lot of money to a man who picked up rags, but he didn't take it for himself that day. This makes me admire him. Although I don't know his name, he left a very strong impression on my heart.

That day, we remember.

Bang" – this is the sound of the teacher slapping the table.

Classes are now open.

On the way to class, the section representative was eager to dig a bend in the crack of the ground and drill into it. None of us took classes seriously.

After class, in the past, the students were playing games with happy faces, but today, the students sat on the chairs sullenly and sighed. Section representatives go to the terrible "hell" and accept the punishment of the teacher! Unexpectedly, the teacher did not punish the section representative, but reasoned with him amicably, and the matter gradually ended, but we still had a sullen expression!

That's when we thought to ourselves: Teacher, I was wrong... We will always remember that day when I was wrong ...

There is a car repair shop opposite our house, and the car mechanic is a deaf and mute person, although I always pass by this car repair shop every day when I go to school, but I have never seen this car repair master with my eyes.

One winter evening, I was watching TV after finishing my homework, only to hear the knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw a man in dirty, torn clothes, his face covered in putty, who was the mechanic. He anxiously kept gesturing with his hands, and his mouth made a "ahhhhhh

I didn't understand what he meant, the more I listened, the more I didn't understand, the more he screamed, and the louder he screamed, I saw that he was a deaf and dumb man, and it was so late, I was really a little scared, so I quickly shook my hand at him and closed the door. Through the door, I heard him knock on the door of his neighbor's house again.

In the evening, Mom and Dad came back, and at the dinner table, Dad suddenly remembered that the bicycle broke down at noon, and he pushed the bicycle to the repair assistant to repair it, but he still hasn't taken it back. I suddenly remembered the scene when the mechanic came to knock on the door, and it turned out that he was looking for the owner of the car! My dad and I immediately dropped our jobs, put on our coats, and ran to the garage, only to see the mechanic standing in the biting cold wind, and it was our bicycle next to it.

Dad hurriedly stepped forward, the car mechanic took Dad's hand to the street lamp, looked carefully, recognized Dad as the owner, silently took out the key from his pocket, and stuffed it into Dad's hand. Dad held the hands of the car mechanic, and shouted and said to the mechanic: "Thank you so much, you can go home with this lock on the car."

As if he understood what his father meant, the mechanic took out a pen and paper from his pocket with his frozen hands, and wrote a few words on it: "I'm afraid you will use the car at night." ”

My eyes were moist at that time, thinking of the scene of him going door to door looking for the owner of the car, thinking of him waiting for the arrival of the car owner for a long time in the biting cold wind. He was just an ordinary person, but his dedication impressed me deeply and I will never forget it.

That day, I followed my mother's "order" and went to the vegetable market where the tide of people changed: Chaoshui to buy vegetables, I was so unhappy all the way, I don't know why the car didn't listen to the call.

Don't go forward. I hurried down and looked, huh! The car will really "leak oil" and lose a car chain.

I'm so unlucky! Here it should be written that I worked hard, but I didn't fix it. I looked at the people walking by indifferently, how did people become indifferent?

What do I think? Seeing that they disdainfully ignored them and only cared about their own sunny road, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious in my heart.

In a few moments, bursts of sweat broke out on my head, rushing down my cheeks and pouring down for thousands of miles, like a small stream that flowed fast and fast. And my heart was pounding, "I was about to jump out." Suddenly, in the crowd, I vaguely saw that the order was wrong, and changed to:

I vaguely saw a tall figure in the crowd, walking towards me as people moved, and I was excited, thinking that there was someone.

He came up to me, and when he saw me like this, he didn't say a word, but he quickly got up to work, he took the branch, looked at the chain, put it on the chainway, and changed it to: Turn the board again, and that's it. I was so excited that I immediately took out 2 yuan to him, but he didn't want it, so I turned around and left.

I couldn't take my eyes off it, looking at the shadow of his departure, and I felt a wave of excitement flowing in my heart. It is better to have a dialogue here that highlights his selflessness.

What a man! When others were in danger and in a difficult situation, he reached out to help others, and I couldn't help but admire him. I admire his noble and good character of "giving roses to people and leaving fragrance in your hands".