1. Description of touching details
Such details make people moved. If you don’t accumulate small steps, you can’t reach a thousand miles; if you don’t accumulate small streams, you can’t reach the rivers and seas.
If there were no inconspicuous bricks, there would be no spectacular Great Wall; if there was no drizzle, there would be no beautiful Jiangnan; if there were not tall and tall trees, there would be no vastness. The forest... These inconspicuous things constitute a great world, and our lives are also composed of countless details, and these details are also full of warm touches. In the examination room, there was a hint of embarrassment on my face. Today was a math test, and there was a drawing question, but I didn't prepare the tools.
Unable to write, I had to put my face on the table, but as soon as I turned my head, I would see the teacher's sharp eyes, which would make me shiver all over. Suddenly, the classmate behind me poked me with a pen, and she said softly: "You didn't bring a ruler, did you?" I nodded.
There was a "bang" sound, and I was startled. The ruler broke, and she threw a section towards me. This move actually attracted countless eyes. I wanted to explain, but I was afraid that others would regard it as a cover-up.
It is rare to have such a friend in one's life, and it is even more rare to have such details. When I was a child, I was quite naughty. In the words of adults, "This child is not honest for a moment!" One day, my mother wanted to go out, so that I would be the only naughty boy in the house.
So my mother lied to me and said: "There are candies in the drawer. You should be good at home and eat the candies by yourself." I agreed at that time.
But after a while. After I finished eating the candy, I lost my temper again.
When I looked back and saw that my mother had not closed the window, I had the idea of ????"escape" from the window (my family lived on the first floor at that time), so I escaped without much effort. My mother didn't find me when she came back. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, so she went door to door looking for me on every street.
After an unknown amount of time, my mother helplessly saw me walking on the street. Suddenly, my mother ran over to me and hugged me. I was shocked, and I was still worried about whether my mother would discipline me.
What I saw was a mother with tears on her face. I vaguely heard "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." from my mother's mouth. I knew that I was the one who should say I was sorry, but I didn't have the courage.
My mother's "I'm sorry" was better than the beating and scolding, and was deeply engraved in my heart. This detail touches me and reminds me of it every time.
Rain is made up of countless water droplets; big trees are made up of countless branches and leaves; true love is made up of countless touches, and it is these touches that surround me all the time and warm me... The beauty of details. Details are the fragrance given to human beings by nature; details are the silent teachings received by children from their mothers; details are the inadvertent movements of the soul blooming with brilliance... Beautiful Details The night is slightly dark, and the moon has hung in the sky. The shade trees fell asleep, the flowers that had been open all day lowered their heads, and the crickets played a symphony in the dark night.
Only she, silent during the day, is blooming at this time - tuberose. Look: her goose-yellow flower buds are trembling slightly, and suddenly there is a gossamer-like "pop" sound, and the round yellow petals open in slow motion, and the fragrance immediately fills the air.
Her fragrance is not as rich as roses or jasmine, but it has a simple fragrance that is intoxicating in the night. Appreciate the beautiful tuberose and enjoy the beauty of details brought by a small flower in the quiet night.
Warm Details: A young mother came home from get off work and quickly made a cup of hot tea for her old mother who was reading the newspaper. Then she quickly walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner. After dinner, she brought water to the old mother. Mother washes her face and feet. She repeated this same task every day. Today, her five-year-old son tremblingly brought a basin of water to wash her feet, "Mom, I will wash your feet every day from now on, just like you wash your grandma's feet." Same.
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Before her son finished speaking, she was already in tears. A warm detail in life made the child understand love and learn to give love.
Important details: A well-known foreign-owned company The company went to the university to recruit a technical supervisor, and the salary was very high, and they were also entitled to travel abroad every year. Applicants flocked to the job. After hundreds of applicants were interviewed, 20 college students were selected to take the written test.
The atmosphere in the examination room was very tense and the questions were very difficult. After the examination, the candidates felt relieved and walked out in a hustle and bustle. Soon an inconspicuous female college student was admitted, because she was the only one who would be admitted after the examination. Pick up the waste paper dropped by others and throw it into the wastebasket.
A small detail becomes very big in the eyes of the examiner. In fact, life is made up of countless insignificant things. Composed of details, many people cherish him, and many people miss him.
"The tree that hugs each other is born from the smallest detail; the nine-story platform starts from tired soil; the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." "If you don't do small things, big things will be difficult to achieve. Let the real details light up our lives.
The poet Blake once said, "A world is a grain of sand, a heaven is a flower, infinity is in the palm of your hand, and eternity is in an instant. "Taste the poet's words, let us live better every day, and let every detail in life become a shining star in the dark night.
Mother's love is only in the details. Mom, for six years in primary school, I Every bit of progress in my life is full of white hair, and I cannot do without your hard work. Looking at the wrinkles on the corners of my eyes and the white silk in my black hair, my eyes can't help but become wet again. I seem to see your wet clothes and those anxious eyes again.
I remember one afternoon in my fifth grade, the sun was shining brightly and the wind was beautiful. Who knew what would happen next. But it was unexpected. The big tree was silent a moment ago, then swaying violently, and then it was raining heavily in just a few seconds.
I didn't take any precautions. After school, I just put the folder in my hand on my head and ran towards home.
Your quickening pace and familiar figure appeared in front of me in the cold wind. In the picture, you looked very haggard and old, and your messy hair hurt my heart. I cried and threw myself into your arms, but you touched me lovingly with your rough hands, and your eyes were so gentle.
On the way home, we used the wind as our companion and the rain flowers as our friends, dragging long shadows, but most of your body was soaked. I pushed the umbrella handle, but you pushed it over "without mercy". At that time, my mother was an umbrella, holding it up for me. 2. The touching details of the composition should be included in the whole article
<. p> On Sunday, my mother took me to take a shower.When we got to the bathroom, we just put down the clothes when a back scrubber came over quietly and whispered: "A few days ago, there was a fire in the street. You know, right? "My mother shook her head. I thought to myself: These women really have nothing to say. She carefully looked into the shower room and continued to whisper: "A woman was burned at that time, and she is now taking a bath in it, all over her body. The top and bottom of the house are burning badly. Don't tell me when you go in. They'll feel quite sad. "My mother nodded, and I realized that I had misunderstood the kind-hearted back scrubber.
Because I was afraid of seeing the burned aunt, I chose a shower near the door and did not dare to go in. I looked inside, but I was curious to see how terrible it was. Although it was already evening, the lights were not turned on in the shower room, so even if I had this idea, it must have been about 10 minutes. The burned aunt had finished washing her. The female back scrubber and another aunt carefully helped her out. Soon after, the light came on.
After taking a shower, I Walking back with my mother, my mother said, "Did you notice a detail? ""Um? "In order to prevent the burned aunt from feeling sad and to prevent others from being frightened, the back scrubber waited until the aunt went out before turning on the light."
"Yes, it turns out that touching bursts out from these little things. It is these people who seem ordinary but have everything in their hearts, who define touching. Of course, there should be no shortage of discoveries in life. Touched eyes, to discover the hidden touching around me...
1. Close the newspaper, wipe the tears on my cheeks, I close my eyes gently, moved by the details of love "Auntie, it's too dangerous here, get out. "Who would have guessed that the first words of the girls who were crushed under the rubble during the earthquake when the rescuers arrived were to tell them to get out and to tell them of the danger. Really, I just finished reading it. She was in tears. Wasn't that little girl scared? Didn't she want to go out? I think she was also scared and wanted to go out and see the sunshine again, but at that time, she didn't let the aunt who came to rescue her hurry up. It is to remind others. What a noble state this is? What a touching detail of love! Some people may think that the little girl is "childish", but who can be like her in the same environment? "Childish". "It's too dangerous here, get out quickly." "——I was moved by the details of this love. "Please let me save one more person, I can save one more person." At this time, the man knelt down and cried to the person who stopped him: "Please..." With these words, a dangerous building collapsed again in the aftershock. Everyone present cried. The man's kneeling did not represent failure, fear, or retreat, but it did. The bright spot of human nature reflects the mutual help, kindness and bravery shown by people in critical moments. It is the man kneeling down and crying... I am moved by the details of this love. , it is still a black and gray newspaper, but there is a bit of tragic warmth in it. It is the touch of love, which is like the warmth and news of spring brought in the cold winter.
2 , someone said to me: "If you pay attention to the small details in life, you will not miss what you should feel!" "Then what should I feel? Details - things we often ignore. What can we feel in the details? Who has said: "There is no lack of beauty in life, but a lack of a pair of eyes to discover beauty. ! "Similarly, it can be proved that the details in life do not lack touching, but lack a pair of eyes to discover the touching. Beautiful shooting stars flash across the quiet night sky in an instant, but prayers can seize this moment and make wishes to the shooting stars. Close your eyes, clasp your hands, and let the shooting star fly with your wishes. How sacred is that pious expression? Can you find it touching in this detail? At least I was moved in the middle of the night. Gently cover the sleeping child with a quilt, smile wisely, gently turn off the light, exit the room, and turn around to go back to the house. These small actions may not take long, but they bring a lot of mother's love for the child. How about love? There are so many things that this group brings to everyone, isn’t it? I like watching TV and can often find happiness in it! The moment Xiu Qi closed his eyes and the tears couldn't stop flowing down, what else could it bring but the emotion? The moment when the lavender bottle that my sister was clinging to on the emergency bed fell weakly to the ground, It also earned a lot of tears from the audience. Can you still say that this small detail has not moved everyone? I remember seeing such an article in a book by my deskmate. The story is that late at night, a couple worked overtime in a dilapidated building. This was necessary for a better life. But in the early morning, the building suddenly collapsed, but because no one paid much attention, they were crushed on both sides by stones. , when the wife was most frightened, the husband stretched out a hand to hold his wife's hand and give her warmth.
The next day, the rescue team finally came, but the husband left forever. What the doctor could tell the wife was: "The hand your husband stretched out has multiple comminuted fractures!" I never cried when I read a book. There is an urge to cry. In that case, the husband actually reaches out to hold his wife’s hand. Is it as simple as holding her hand? Can you imagine how difficult it was for your husband at that time? Just one detail, we don’t look at the others, just talk about this one detail of handshake. If it doesn’t bring a touch of emotion, then what is it? Can we count how much it moved us? This can never be measured with numbers! (The example given is very good) No matter who created the details, you or someone else can be moved by these details! Whether the details happen to a good thing or a sad thing, we should be keen to discover it. In this way, we will be full of emotions around us. 3. Touching essays with detailed descriptions
Touching is the enlightenment of people's hearts, giving them sympathy and happiness; touching is the bridge in people's hearts; it is the sincerity that awakens people. It is the dance of the soul, the shock of the heart, and the love between people.
I remember that day, my mother and I took a taxi from my grandma’s house to my house. The taxi driver is a kind-faced aunt. My mother was sleeping all the way and I had nothing to do. However, when I encountered a red light at an intersection, the taxi driver suddenly turned pale and felt like vomiting when he braked. Seeing me like this, the taxi driver hurriedly asked me what was wrong. I told the taxi driver truthfully, and she handed me a convenience bag to vomit before waking up my mother. My mother woke up from a big dream and couldn't help but worry about me when she saw me like this. She hurriedly asked me the whole story, and I told her. After the mother heard this, she quickly said to the taxi driver: "Thank you. If it weren't for you, my daughter doesn't know what would have happened. Thank you so much!" The taxi driver listened and said: "You're welcome! This is what I should do. ”
After a while, the taxi continued to drive. When we got off the bus, the taxi driver specifically told me: "My child, it's getting cold, so keep warm! If you get motion sickness again in the future, you can hold a plum candy in your mouth or press the Neiguan point, which is located in the middle of the forearm. , 2 inches above the transverse crease of the wrist, select a point between the flexor carpi radialis tendon and the palmaris longus tendon. Use your fingers to press the Neiguan point to prevent motion sickness. You can also use a motion sickness patch, which is also very good when it is attached to the radial artery in the wrist. The effect." After the taxi driver finished speaking, he drove the taxi past. I looked at the taxi's back and was very moved. I thought: This taxi carries the seeds of emotion, and these seeds of emotion will spread wherever the taxi passes. 4. The composition "Details that Touched Me" is about 600 words
The details are an instruction from parents before leaving, a greeting from relatives and friends, the details may be just an inadvertent smile, a changeable look in the eyes . The details may seem so small, but they are deeply moving.
The details of the ancient poet Meng Jiao's "There is a tight seal before leaving, and I am afraid I will return late" made countless wanderers cry; the details of Su Shi's "Xiaoxuan window, I am dressing up" made lovers all over the world cry. Regretful; the details of Wang Wei's "I urge you to drink a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends" made countless passers-by sigh. These details are not only behind the details, but actually contain more immortal preciousness, that is, deep emotions.
We are just ordinary people, sometimes even mediocre, with trivial things becoming our lives. Although it does not have the poetry of a poet or the immortality of celebrities, I feel that this kind of life is not dramatic, has no sensational twists and turns, and is not fictional at all, because there are details that are more real and moving than those in TV series.
In daily life, my mother gave my father a cup of hot tea and knitted a sweater for him. The father filled the hot water bottle for the mother and poured a basin of wash water for the mother. Our parents prepare three meals a day for us, and we give our parents a gentle pat on the back...these details are so insignificant, so ordinary, but so touching.
Under the sunset, the pair of old people supporting each other on Xiushui Avenue are inspired by their deep love. They have the beautiful story of "holding hands and growing old together". There are no eyes looking at each other, only each other's eyes. The supporting hands, such an indifferent detail, deeply moved the passers-by, and became the most beautiful scenery of Xiushui Avenue.
Details determine success or failure. The details of Yuli people's "hard work, hard work and enterprising, bold breakthroughs, independent innovation, diligence and thrift" have created the glory of Yuli. Every detail is closely related to Yuli's destiny. How can we not feel emotional for Yuli's success all the way and be moved by the many details!
Our beloved Mr. Li, the leader of Yuli, is on the road of ‘developing Yuli and repaying Tongcheng’. His details grew up in the rough years, struggled in the "red current", and wandered in confusion. With superhuman wisdom and tenacious persistence, he paid close attention to details, opened up the road to success in life, and led Yuli people on the road to wealth and happiness.
Perhaps we cannot hope that life will become great, but we can be moved by every detail of life. If you are moved by the details, you will be grateful for life. If you make the details better, your work will progress, and our lives will definitely be more fulfilling and perfect. 5. Write a touching details composition
It was a Sunday, I was doing homework at home, my mother was cooking, and my father was watching TV with his legs crossed.
After a clanking sound in the kitchen, the aroma of food wafted out. My mother called my father to bring the food out to eat. At this time, my father was obsessed with watching the football game and couldn't hear my mother's words at all. My stomach was growling with hunger. I couldn't wait any longer, so I went to the kitchen to bring the food, but my mother didn't. Let me carry it, for fear of burning me.
At this moment, Dad stood up from the sofa in front of the TV. I thought Dad was here to serve food, but I didn't expect that he was busy going to the toilet. I was really angry when I saw it, so I filed a lawsuit against my father and my mother.
With the sound of flushing water, Dad finally walked out of the bathroom. I said: "Mom asked you to serve the food."
After hearing this, my father said impatiently: "It's not the same for you to serve it, why do you have to have me serve it." After that, he sat down in front of the TV again and stared obsessively. It seems.
I was hungry and angry, so I ran in to complain to my mother. My mother came out and said something to my father, but my father refused to accept it and said sternly: "It doesn't matter that I'm a TV fan. If you don't accept it, you can watch it too!" After listening to my father's words, I followed my mother's example and turned off the TV to refute my father. Said: "Who is as lazy as you, who doesn't work but only eats!" After hearing this, my father's face became serious, he scolded me loudly, and he raised his fan-like hand and slapped me in the face.
I cried, loudly. When my mother heard my crying, she came out and quarreled with my father. The quarrel was fierce.
When I saw my parents arguing, I was scared and cried even harder. That day, our house was really noisy. We were crying, scolding, and noisy. The sound of scolding filled the house and spread to the neighbors. It was really embarrassing.
That day, I shed the most tears and cried the saddest. . Hope to adopt it, O（∩_∩）OThank you. 6. A very touching and detailed description
August 30 is here again, the day to pay tuition. My sister put the summer homework she had already finished neatly on the table, but she had no money to pay the tuition. Watching other children happily going to school, my sister and I couldn't help but stand by the window and cry. My father said nothing, his face as gray as a pickle leaf. We choked and urged our father to borrow money. My father went away for a long time and came back empty-handed. It is always difficult to borrow money at the end of the month, let alone for a poor family like ours.
We felt a thousand injustices, so we kept crying. The sun went down, and the dim light bulbs illuminated the disappointed figures of my sister and me. My father cooked the meal, put the dishes and chopsticks for us, and called us, but my sister and I remained silent.
My father had no choice but to sit down and eat alone. He even drank a little wine, which was extremely cheap rice wine used for cooking. After just a few sips, my father became drunk and cried on the dining table. We were at a loss at first, and then we cried and persuaded my father not to drink. My father cried and drank half the bowl of rice wine in one gulp, his tears falling into the bowl. My father started talking, one sentence after another, and kept talking for more than an hour. He put his hand into his trouser pocket, took out his shriveled wallet, took out some money, slapped it on the table with a loud "snap", and said loudly: "Take the money and sign up!" My sister and I wanted to laugh but I couldn't laugh anymore, and my tears fell more violently.
We didn’t know how my father paid for the tuition at the time. Later I found out that my father went to town to sell blood that day.
The blood is far thicker than the wine. That drunkenness may be the last drunken time in my father's life... 7. A 400-word essay on the touching details in life
There is such a story: A single woman just moved. home, she found that a poor family lived next door, a widow and two children. One night, the power suddenly went out in that area, and the woman had to light a candle by herself. After a while, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. The door turned out to be the child of the neighbor next door. He asked nervously: "Auntie, do you have any candles at home?" The woman thought to herself: "Is their family so poor that they don't even have candles? Don't lend them any money." So as not to be relied on by them!" Then she yelled at the child: "No!" Just as she was about to close the door, the poor child said with a caring smile: "I knew there must be no one in your home!" He took out two candles from his arms and said, "Mom and I were afraid that you would live alone and have no candles, so I brought two as a gift to you." At that moment, the woman's heart was touched as never before!
When I was flipping through the book, a ginkgo leaf slipped quietly.
I bent down and picked it up, and was surprised to find that it was given to me by my classmate when I graduated from junior high school. On the back was written "Take care, my friend!" I don't remember if I had the urge to cry at that time, but now, there are already tears on the withered leaves. I think of it, there is another feeling in this world called touching.
Very long For a while, I seemed to have forgotten the feeling of being moved. Has my mind become indifferent, or is it filled with irrelevant things that leave no space?
Someone once wrote me this sentence: "The reason why we passed each other was not because we were not destined, but because there were two words missing in our lives - touching." Yes, we As a result, our hearts are no longer sensitive, and we no longer carefully collect the slightest touches around us. Only when we miss it and look back, do we realize that we have really lost a lot.
Have you ever sincerely said Say "thank you" to people who have helped you? Have you ever deeply reflected on yourself when complaining about others? Because of the changes in the times, our hearts have become narrower, but life has not lost its touch, right? It’s just that we didn’t pay attention.
When you are no longer constrained by yourself, you will find that touching is everywhere.
When we are tired from studying, our parents peel an apple for us, which is touching; When you are thirsty, a friend brings you a glass of water, which is touching; when you are depressed, you are touched by a word of comfort; when you are happy, someone shares your mood with you, it is touching... See the world in a grain of sand, and see it in a flower. Heaven, as long as you see it, it is enough to move you!
People, we are moved by so many ordinary things every day! Touching can be very ordinary, but it should not be ignored. There is a saying: "The reason why people are moved is because they live in love." There is love in the world, and there is affection in the world. What can make us blind our eyes? And turn a blind eye to the touches around you?
What is touching? A thousand people will have a thousand answers. However, no matter who it is, they can’t tell an emotionless person what touching is. Because touching is not expressed with words, but with heart.
To be moved is like the refreshing sweet spring. Drinking the sweet spring makes our hearts become clear and bright.
To be moved is like the intoxicating sea breeze. Feeling the sea breeze makes our hearts become Pure and spacious.
Touching, like the heartbreaking white snow. Appreciating the white snow, our hearts become quiet and peaceful.
If the world has fallen into mud, clear and open In your heart, let the emotion fill its emptiness, cleanse its impurity, and let the emotion make your life brilliant! 8. Write a composition about moving~700 words~beautiful beginning~four questions in the article~one description of details
Momentary touching people During the journey, there are always many scenes or characters that make you instantly moved. Touching. The path under the setting sun. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the road, reflecting the colorful light. An old couple is walking on the path. They support each other and walk slowly forward. I see them almost every day when I come home from school. At this scene, the two of them were tired from walking, so they touched the back of each other's hands and explored
I walked towards the bench. These years are long gone, my youth has passed away, and what is left is only a little bit of true love between the old couple. From young and frivolous to old and supporting each other, the true love revealed is really touching! Every Sunday, my mother and I would go to the vegetable market. The noisy sound was mixed with Wang Feng's songs, and it was the young man who was singing. I could clearly see that while the young man was singing, there were tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. I could also hear that there was a hint of crying in his voice. He was a man with physical defects, and his lower body seemed to be severely distorted. After singing, the man's voice stopped suddenly. But there seemed to be few people around him to give him money. The scene suddenly became awkward. After a while, not only the leader handed the man 10 yuan, but also the people around him took out their change and gave it to the man. The man said "Thank you" several times with tears in his eyes. ." Simple actions and ordinary events can always move people instantly. I entered junior high school, and when I passed my alma mater, I could always see that seemingly familiar scene - mothers sending their children to school. This It's a common thing. Mothers can't help but nag their children, but we can't say anything. When they get annoyed or angry, they fall out. When they lose their temper, mothers feel sad. But their eyes still follow us, then The firm gaze, the gaze full of doting, is the gaze that belongs exclusively to a mother looking at her child - full of love. Such an ordinary but complex gaze moved me instantly. This is how life is, as long as you tolerate it with love , as long as you have a pair of sensitive eyes, you will find that around you, every moment, every minute, you will be surrounded by these momentary touches.