About warm 500-word composition 1
I am a small sapling, receiving my warm sunshine.
On campus and in the classroom. The teacher is patiently teaching us the truth of being a man, and I feel the warmth of the teacher's feelings.
In summer, in the shade of trees. A very good friend of mine is comforting me and making me realize that thrift is a virtue. I feel the warmth of friendship.
On the playground, on physical education class. A classmate accidentally hit his ankle with a stone, and I shot it like an arrow. I quickly took iodine and cotton swab to dry this bloody ankle bone, and healed the wound for him. I felt the warmth of helping others. Between the roads, on the sidewalk. An old lady who was over 70 years old, suddenly, she accidentally slipped to the ground. I rushed to her side in despair to help her up, but I saw the old man still groaning in pain. I comforted her old man's house, and a sunny smile gradually appeared on his face. I feel the warmth of respecting the old and loving the young.
At home, during a nap. I always see my parents tired. They would rather die for me than do anything else. I feel the warmth of maternal love and fatherly love. ..... I'm chasing warmth and enjoying it. But I also deeply realize that only selfless and fearless dedication can convey the warmth of true feelings, friendship and affection.
About the warm 500-word composition II
Warmth is the guiding light in the dark, which makes people who have lost their way move towards the light; Warmth is a fire in the snow, which makes cold people feel the hot air coming from their faces; Warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert, which makes thirsty people feel sweet. Winter is coming, snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and the ground is covered with a thick quilt. I was walking in the street, and I felt very cold. I put my hand over my mouth to keep warm from time to time.
Inadvertently, I found some leaflets and other papers stuck on the smooth wall opposite. An old cleaner in his forties and fifties seems to brush the paper with a brush dipped in water, and then carefully tear it with his hand.
Although it is on the opposite side, I can still clearly see that her hands are red with cold, like a fire. When she carefully cleaned up several pieces of advertising paper, she went on to another one. However, I saw that her right hand was raised, but it stopped in the air and seemed to be solidified. I saw her close to the wall again, and then she shook her head slightly and left. What's going on here? Why doesn't she know her? Is she lazy? A series of questions came to my mind. I just wanted to have a look, but I saw a thin cleaning lady coming to the newspaper office. I thought she would clean the paper, but I didn't expect her to act exactly like the old cleaner: raise her right hand, freeze in the air, shake her head slightly, and turn away. Seeing this, I was more confused, so I made up my mind to have a look.
Cross the road and come to the front of that wall. What you see is a' looking for you'. It says: Zhao Jie, 16 years old, male ... All doubts have passed, and I understand everything at this moment. At this time, a warm current came to my mind, and snowflakes were flying like goose feathers, which made me feel extra warm instead of cold.
It is very cold in winter. But he can also make people feel warm, just like those two cleaners. The deep warmth of this world comes from a heart as hot as fire. It is this' sacred' fire that lit the fragrant petals in my heart. I feel warm enough to haunt my life.
500-word composition about warmth 3
Affection is a powerful umbrella to shelter you from the wind and rain; Affection is a thick cotton-padded coat to keep you warm; Emotion is a soft bed. When you are tired, you will forget. Affection is a dry towel. When you cry, you wipe away the tears in your heart. Love is a sweet iced tea. When you smile, it makes you sweet from your mouth to your heart …
I said, "Life is like a song, and we have written a unique music score. Every symbol represents ups and downs; " Life is picturesque, recording our life, and each line describes my thoughts; Life is like a stage, feelings dominate us, and every rotation and jump represents our youthful vitality! "
Meng Jiao once said, "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a bit sentimental, and it is rewarded with three spring rays. " Reward you with grades and studies. As long as you smile, I will be satisfied at that moment. When you fell down, you held my hand and wiped my tears with your rough hands. When you are lonely, you warm me with your arms and fill my heart with touching words; When I was weak, you gave me confidence with a smile and slowly "lifted me up" with philosophical words.
Recently, your grades have dropped, and you have followed me to worry. I really want to iron that frown, and the result is on paper, which makes my original confidence unclear and brings me irritability.
At night, it's very cold and stars are dotted in the sky.
The moon is bright, bright and elegant.
Wind, slightly cool, cold penetration.
Loneliness and disappointment make me a little tired of this primitive life. She gradually came up to me and said, "In a competitive society, there will be no losers." My in the mind fiercely a quiver, yes! I want to surpass others with my actions, and I want to keep moving forward. Cowards are not qualified to stay. A humble sentence, but let me benefit a lot. Thank you. From your words, I feel the warmth of my family and your selfless love.
If life is a beautiful music, then pain is an indispensable note; If life is a colorful painting, then suffering is a process that must be experienced; If life is a stage for display, then injury is an indispensable way.
The warmth and love of family ties are the most precious in the world, and those who have them will be happy all their lives. Do you?
About warm 500-word composition 4
The north wind roared, and I breathed the cold air. In such a cold winter, my limbs were frozen, but my memory at that time could not be frozen.
On a snowy cold winter day last year, I was rushing home to enjoy delicious food. Just as I was imagining this, I got hit on the head-I didn't have my key!
Alas! I guess I'll just have to wait for my mother to come home from work. But it is surprisingly cold today. Even if I wear a thick down jacket, the biting cold wind can still get into my clothes. It gets dark early in winter, and my stomach protests. I can only wait in darkness, cold wind and hunger. But this is not the way to find, so I thought of the small shop at the gate of the community. I'm going to buy something to eat and fill my stomach first.
In front of the store, the room was lit with a light yellow light, which was warm. I went in and picked out some packets of crispy noodles. When I wanted to pay, I took out my wallet and found there was no money in it. I was surprised at the time. What should I do now? The shopkeeper seems to have read my mind. The shopkeeper is an uncle of about forty years old. He is usually kind. He often talks to me when I buy breakfast in the morning. But whether he can make me owe money first is still unknown, so I decided to give it a try. Before I could speak, he spoke first: "Do you have money?" I nodded awkwardly. "Nothing, you give it to me tomorrow!" He said with a smile. Then he looked at the snow outside and said, "Stay indoors now, it's quite cold outside." I promised, and then began to eat crispy noodles. Under the light yellow light in the room, my body gradually became warm. My heart lit up, too.
Being illuminated by warmth is a kind of happiness, a change, a harvest, and a sign that people's mouths are rising. ...
About the warm 500-word composition 5
What is a friend? Friends are partners who understand each other; A friend is someone who gives you bread and coke when you are thirsty. A friend is someone who gives you warmth in the snow.
She, a beautiful and fashionable girl, is my best friend in my life. We go to school together, go home together, play together, laugh together … comfort and encourage each other together.
I remember it was a stormy night. Because my exam results were not particularly satisfactory, the teacher left me in the classroom to enlighten me, and it was very late when I got home. I was in a particularly bad mood and walked home from school alone. At this time, it was silent, dark and cold, and even the stars didn't want to come out. Looking up, I saw the old street lamp standing alone by the road. At this time, I feel very lonely and cold. I just want to go home as soon as possible and have tea in that hot place. Somehow, the road became very long and time passed slowly. I walked forward and saw a passerby drinking steaming milk tea. I felt it in my pocket. Alas ... I don't even have the money to buy straws!
Hungry and cold, I walked slowly forward without even noticing my friends behind me. At this moment, a familiar voice came into my ear. I looked back and it was her. I saw her holding two cups of hot foamed tea in her hand. I smiled at her and she smiled back at me. She put a cup of milk tea in my hand and said to me, "Let's go together!" " I nodded my head.
We walked together, talked and laughed, and drank. On that cold night, she gave me a lot of warmth, not only the cup of milk tea, but also the laughter and happiness it brought me.
True friends are like this, so warm and close.
In the snowstorm, that warmth will be the best memory of our friendship!
About the warm 500-word composition 6
From the moment I entered No.2 Middle School, I was moved by unspeakable emotions, and a warm current shuttled through every corner of my heart.
On the seventeenth birthday, it happened to be the first day of preschool education in No.2 Middle School. With excitement, excitement and joy, I went to the podium with confidence to introduce myself. When I learned that today was my birthday, the head teacher, Mr. Wang, invited everyone to sing a birthday song for me and sent me my sincere wishes.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you ..."
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you ..." Listening to the beautiful melody and brisk singing, my whole person seems to float up, full of joy and bearing the blessings of teachers and classmates. I can't express my gratitude and touch in words! At this moment, my eyes were blindfolded and tears of happiness ran down my cheeks. ...
What is warmth? In my opinion, it's a birthday note mixed with blessings.
When I was in junior high school, I yearned for the colorful life in senior high school. When I entered high school, I really realized the bitterness, spicy, sour and sweet.
With the growth of age and the deepening of the course, not only is the difficulty coefficient of "moral character" rising, but mathematics and physics are also elusive "stars" for me! Sitting at my desk every night, facing endless x, y and z, I don't know what to do. I think of Rouse's inculcation, "Don't give up, dare to explore ..." This familiar word rings in my ear, which makes my belief more and more firm. The next day, I came to the school to consult my teachers and classmates and looked at the problems solved. Isn't it just a small success again and again?
What is warmth? In my opinion, it is the process of teachers and classmates explaining difficult problems to me! What impressed me the most was the day of military training. Freshmen don't know each other very well, and even in their spare time, they don't have much to talk about. Under the scorching sun, I finally fell down. My unfamiliar classmates helped me up (Jingjing) and gave me a bottle of sweet mineral water, which moved me again!
What is warmth? In my opinion, it is mutual help between classmates.
At this moment, do you understand the meaning of warmth?
About warm 500-word composition 7
The swaying bamboo forest, the curling smoke, the crisp children's laughter, and the long voice when you kindly told me to go home … all these are warm memories of my childhood.
When I think of you, Grandma, I feel warm. Naturally, I will recall your white hair and gentle smile, your warm embrace, the scene that you made me happy, especially the hot and sour powder and boiled fish you made yourself, which made my mouth water.
I remember being a little naughty when I was a child, and it was inevitable that I would sometimes have an argument with others, but I had to start work. But I am short and thin, and I am no match for those strong older children at all-a strong opponent, a bamboo pole, and the result can be imagined. At that time, I will run home crying and throw myself into your warm arms ... No matter what you are doing, you will immediately put down what you are doing, pick me up, pat me on the back with your hand and coax me ... At that time, I seem to feel that all my unhappiness has flown out of the clouds, and your kind smile and gentle voice will always warm my heart.
What I like best is your hot and sour powder and boiled fish. In my hometown, the heat of summer, the chirping of cicadas and the mottled shadows of trees can't compare with the boiled fish and hot and sour powder boiling on the stove. In your shouts, open the bamboo pot cover and the hot air will blow on your face. Stand on the small board and stretch yourself. I wish the whole person would plant it and watch you fish for powder, put it on the plate respectively, supplemented with seasoning, and then sprinkle with green coriander. Before the table was served, I couldn't wait to climb into the chair and prepare for dinner with chopsticks. Oily soup, green coriander, mottled old table, everything is in this fog. Grandma looked at me with a smile. I picked up vermicelli or fish and put it in my mouth. Spicy taste spreads in my mouth, but my heart is indescribably comfortable ... fresh fish and slippery fans really make my mouth water. As long as I eat it in my mouth, it will make me unforgettable. I looked up, grandma, your hair is a little white, but that smile still warms my heart.
About the warm 500-word composition 8
The gloomy sky is mixed with the sound of falling rain, and the light rain dances in the wind and rushes to the embrace of darkness. The wind brushed my hair with my fingertips and felt cool. There are warm times in this cold winter.
At the gate of wanda plaza, I heard a melancholy and sad song from a distance. Walking in, a fat brother sang affectionately with his eyes closed. The songs are full of emotion and rich in magnetism, such as rolling waves, which attract many onlookers. Several young ladies came one after another. Their long hair is fluttering, sweet and lovely, and under their beautiful appearance, they have the sound of angels kissing. The song is beautiful, like a gorgeous sunset and as beautiful as an oriole. With the melody, I can't help singing with them. Although strangers, they use songs to light up warmth and enthusiasm and drive away the cold in winter. After enjoying the beauty of listening to music, I went to the cinema that gave people happiness and good mood.
There are many people in the cinema, and everyone is full of curiosity, because it is a new movie. With popcorn and drinks, I walked into the cinema. The cinema was dark, and only the screen was shining. The film began, and many wonderful clips made people laugh, causing laughter like a bell. The superb acting skills of the actors make people sit up and take notice, not how much effort they put behind them. Movies fill us with laughter and happiness.
After watching the movie, enjoy the "service" of food. The flower armor has just been baked, and the white smoke is straight up. Garlic buds conquered my taste buds. Sprinkle a layer of Chili powder, "in full swing." The vegetable seedlings give off a fresh fragrance, as if they also smell the dew. After taking a bite, the tip of the tongue was stimulated and ignited a "fire". The fire kept rising and spread from the throat to the ears. I use foamed tea to prevent the flame from rising. Pearl-like smooth rolling on the tip of the tongue, the mouth has been rippling with sweet and mellow milk fragrance. Warm and mellow, slowly taste, pearls slide down the throat to enjoy the pure warmth.
This winter, songs bring me warmth, movies bring me warmth, and food brings me warmth. This is to discover the existence of warmth.
500-word composition about warmth 9
"Bell …" On Sunday, the wake-up bell rang as usual. It was dark outside the window, and the cold wind got into the dormitory through the glass seam.
I had a bad time last night, so I got up quietly and planned to go to the infirmary. Unexpectedly, as soon as it was dark, I fell from the upper berth and woke up the whole dormitory. I was so scared. I woke them up on Sunday. How anxious they should be.
Unexpectedly, they all got out of bed and helped me up as quickly as possible. This one asked me if the fall hurt, and that one asked me what happened. 1 12' s dormitory suddenly became lively. I told them why I fell out of bed. Without further ado, Wang Ren rushed out of the dormitory in short sleeves. Others help me carry hot water, some help me clean the floor, and some help me take my temperature. Is this sentence cold? Is that sentence too tired? I fought back tears, "I'm fine, you are busy! Sun Liya and Tommy, aren't you going to study? Liang Fan, didn't you say there was another piece of laundry? By the way, are you two not going to exercise? You all go, I have nothing to do. Sorry to wake you. " "Nothing, it's dark and cold outside, and the water is cold. We won't go out." "Yes, nothing." "We are all sisters in a dormitory. Who hasn't ordered anything? As long as you are good, we will be fine ... "They talked noisily. A warm current flows through my heart.
Look at your watch. It's already half past six. At this moment, Wang Ren pushed open the nearest door, followed by her sister in the infirmary. Only then did we understand why Wang Ren went out. Her face was red, her lips were purple and she was trembling all over. She said slowly, "Come on, what's the matter with you …" Suddenly, my eyes were full of tears. On the morning of late autumn, she waited outside the infirmary for a whole hour wearing so few clothes. ...
A little thing made me feel the warmth of "home".
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