By the time I finish my shouting exercise, half a class has passed. I was watching several "stooges" in our class playing hard, and I was caught by the PE teacher and asked to teach exercises. Teachers always like to play with us, and they are especially kind to us girls, while those boys are only jealous. I had to shrug my shoulders. I met you in the office of the sixth grade group just now-Mr. Dong, you have a few strands of gray hair, which is a little too much for me, but a wrinkle in the corner of your eye is very long for me ... but your kind smile always hangs on your face. I met you and you smiled. Then he asked, "Have you corrected your paper?" "I don't know, I haven't changed it. Should I have finished it?" I said with a wry smile. At this moment, a bug crawled into my clothes. I'm usually most afraid of bugs and things like that. You took it off without saying anything. Teacher Dong, do you know? Although this is only a trivial action, it is deeply engraved in my heart. Everyone says "the grace of dripping water." Will be rewarded by the spring. "Besides, you have taught me for six years, six years, six years. We didn't know you were ill, and we didn't even ask, let alone see you. You often grade the homework of the whole class in obscurity. You never complained, but you gave selflessly. Isn't that what cadres in our class should learn?
There are many things around us that move us. Some people may ask, "What is motion?" I think moving is to help you when you need help and solve some problems. These things that move me shine like stars in my mind. I will pick a star for you and tell you something that moves me.
One morning, I got up early to prepare for school. I walked to school with easy steps. I was about to walk to the school gate when I saw the red scarf worn by my classmates on their chests. I suddenly stopped and reached for my right pocket and left pocket, but I didn't see the red scarf. Suddenly I was worried. I took off my schoolbag again and turned it left and right, just pouring out all the things in it, but I didn't even find the shadow of the red scarf. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and eight downs. I frowned and said, "What should I do?" I was so anxious that I stamped my feet. As time goes on, my heart becomes more and more anxious. Suddenly an idea came to my mind: you can call home! I immediately took out my mobile phone from my pocket. As soon as I turned it on, the four characters "insufficient power" appeared on the screen. I thought to myself: what! Always drop the chain at a critical moment and fully charge it when not in use! I dialed again at once, but no one answered the phone. I called twice in a row, but nobody answered. My heart fell into the abyss again.
Suddenly I saw my good friend Li Hanzheng, and I quickly stopped her. She seemed to be thinking something, so I stopped her again. I rushed over and said, "Li Hanzheng, Li Hanzheng. You slow down. " She turned to me and said, "What are you doing?" I gasped and said, "Do you have an extra scarf?" She said doubtfully, "What are you doing?" I said, "Of course! Of course, I forgot to bring my scarf. " She added, "So that's it! Here you are. " She touched the left pocket and the right pocket, but there was nothing. She opened her schoolbag again and said, "Wait a minute!" "I said," take your time, I'm in no hurry. "After a while, he took out his scarf from his schoolbag and said to me with a smile," Here you are. " I took the scarf and said happily, "Thank you!" I quickly wrote down the scarf on my chest. Source: diary
Suddenly feel the sky is surprisingly blue; The trees are surprisingly green; The air is exceptionally fresh ... I am happy to say, "Let's go to school together!" " "She said," good! Let's go "I suddenly found that Li Hanzheng had a wound on his arm. I said kindly, "Li Hanzheng, why did you cut a hole in your arm?" She said, "it's okay. I was accidentally cut when I was rummaging through my schoolbag." I said, "Nothing is good. "I thought to myself: a friend who was injured because he helped others and didn't say a word is really worth making friends. This is what she said: "Besides, we are friends, and friends should help each other." This sentence deeply touched me, and my eyes were filled with tears.
In fact, there are many things around us that move us, and these things are often insignificant. However, as long as you observe carefully and pay attention to the things around you, you will find it.
One person who moved me was an ordinary rural teacher. His name is Tan Qianqiu. His touching story happened in the Sichuan earthquake on May 65438, 2002.
On a sunny day, everyone is busy with their own affairs, and Tan Qianqiu will go to school to give lessons to the students who are about to face the exam.
When he was in class, the classroom suddenly felt "shaking", and Tan Qianqiu immediately realized that there was an earthquake! In a crisis, he immediately asked his classmates to run out of the classroom at once, but it seemed too late. He grabbed four students who were closest to him at random and told them to hide under the podium, but he quickly squatted down, leaned against the bottom of the podium, leaned back against the outside, and grabbed the wooden blocks on the left and right sides of the podium with both hands. ...
There is another good news. At the bottom of a podium, four surviving students were found. But along with it, there is a touching story. When rescuers went to the rescue, apart from the shattered concrete slabs, they had another obstacle-Mr. Tan Qianqiu, who was guarding his students at the entrance of the podium, still clung to the boards around the podium with both hands, and no one could pull them open. But at this point, he has passed away.
Finally, four students were rescued. They hugged their teacher and cried like rain. ...
At first, Mr Tan Qianqiu can hide on the platform so that he won't die. But then he pushed the students in and guarded them with his own body. He left his life to others and his death to himself. His spirit of self-sacrifice and saving others, his spirit of caring for students, touched me and even the world! In this do or die, he still hasn't forgotten that he is a teacher. What he did will always be remembered in our hearts.
I hope those four students will be strong, study hard and make some contributions to their hometown in the future. Because only in this way can they live up to the second life given to them by Teacher Tan Qianqiu!
Touched, light a piece of incense.
There are more and more tall buildings, and the space is getting smaller and smaller. More and more indifferent, less and less warm. And moving is to interpret the connotation of human nature in a light but moving way. -inscription
I still feel full with tears in my eyes.
I opened the window in the morning, watched the sunlight penetrate every leaf, and talked to life in a silent and simple way. I was moved.
I was moved by walking in the evening, watching the sunset and savoring Li Shangyin's artistic conception of "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night".
Touched, it ignited the fragrance of spiritual home and haunted people's lives.
While the times are developing and the economy is developing at a high level, has our spiritual home been deserted? Have we missed a corner of our hearts?
In a hurry, how many people stop to listen to their inner voices? Most people are too rough in life and gradually become indifferent.
The streets of Manhattan, new york are busy with traffic. A little girl stood under the tree and refused to leave. People were surprised to find that she was waiting for the last leaf to fall in autumn. The child is innocent, and she will be moved by an ordinary natural substitute.
People who lack emotion are not real people.
There is no real development in a society without emotion. It lacks humanistic nutrients and can only go desolate in the end.
How long has it been since we were touched by those beautiful words? Li Bai's chic, Du Fu's melancholy, Tolstoy's vastness and Hugo's grandeur.
How long has it been since we were moved by those noble people? Qu Yuan, who created a warmer sun in winter for the people; Wen Tianxiang, who sowed the lofty righteousness of "Life is short and no one dies, leaving a fresh heart to shine on history"; Su Wu, who is three thousand miles away from the big fellow. ...
Touching is not a simple tear, nor is it superficial sadness. Touching is a humanistic spirit and a spiritual voice between people.
In today's highly developed material, where does our spiritual road lead? Learn to move.
When one heart is no longer far away from another, our society will be warmer. When everyone can feel the vibration of others' heartstrings, our society will become harmonious.
"I came to this world to see the sunshine." Won't balmont's words touch us?
Light a candle, and our material and spiritual homes will be full of enduring flowers, heading for the distance.