On Sunday afternoon, because there were guests coming in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people because I had to buy pens. In desperation, we went to a roadside food stall to buy food. The stall owner is an old man, and you can tell at a glance that he is a weather-beaten old farmer.
Mother asked the price and began to bargain with him. But the vegetable seller haggles over every ounce and refuses to cut the score by half. I urged my mother impatiently, and my mother was anxious, so she quickly said that she had to pay for the meal and left in a hurry. Who knows, on the way, my mother found the key missing. What should I do? There will be guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother showed a disappointed expression on her face. "Must be lost in the stall, lost something, who will give it back to you, not to mention the haggle over every ounce of the old man. You think you are unlucky! "
After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try her luck, so we ran towards the market again.
It was already evening when we arrived, and there were not many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw the old man still there, looking around as if waiting for someone. My mother and I walked up, and grandpa recognized us. He handed the key to his mother with a calloused hand, and her mother nodded knowingly to him. All three of us laughed happily.
Looking at this simple old man, what can I say? A sense of guilt arises from this. I wish the old man a safe life!
When I first went to kindergarten, my mother always took care of me in every way. But after I entered the third grade of primary school, my mother didn't love me as much as before. I let myself fold the quilt and cook. I have never understood this problem.
On this day, I rubbed my eyes, put on my clothes, went to cook, and came back when I was done. When I went upstairs, I suddenly fell down and spilled all the rice. Hot soup ran into my hand and I cried. The crying alarmed Grandma Wang who lived downstairs. She came up and looked, "Oh, no!" He hurried downstairs to get the medicine, wiped my scalded hand and said, "It's a good thing I wore thick clothes today, otherwise I would get a big scar!" " "Hearing this, I cried again. My mother saw it and said, "Nothing, it's just a scratch." Xiao Gu is a brave boy. Hurry and get dressed before making breakfast. "Why doesn't my mother love me?
In the middle of the night, I was awakened by pain. I saw my mother was not at home, so I sneaked out of bed. Suddenly, the mother's voice came from Grandma Wang's house: "This child can't get used to it. He must face all the tests alone. Although it is cruel, it is for the sake of children! " "After that, there was a long talk. Suddenly there was footsteps outside, and I knew my mother had come in. I immediately lie on the bed and pretend to sleep. My mother pushed open the door and smiled when she saw me sleeping. She tucked me in, touched my head and walked away. I opened my eyes, ah, my mother still loves me, but she doesn't love me anymore. Thinking about it, a tear of happiness rolled down my cheeks.
Mom, you are great!
I remember it was a summer afternoon, and it rained heavily, which seemed to indicate that a storm was coming. In the morning, Dashe has informed me that at 6: 30 in the evening, another colleague and I will go to Dashe for a mock exam on foreign exchange business. In the afternoon, the business volume of the branch was as varied as usual, and because the host accountant went to the meeting, there were only two tellers left, and everyone was busy around. It gets dark around five o'clock, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the garbage on the road is flying all over the sky-a storm is coming. After a while, the rain began to "bang ……", like breaking glass, it began to rain heavily; The wind blew harder and harder, bending the trees on the roadside. It's stormy outside, and the branch is "very busy" ...
It's almost 5: 30 now, the rain has weakened, and many customers have left in a hurry after finishing their business. At 5: 35, the escort car arrived (because our branch was the first stop to pay the money), and it rained heavily again, and the water on the road outside began to rise. After the bus left, we continued to do some follow-up work. Suddenly, with a bang, all the lights in the whole branch went out, only the host kept ringing "B-B-". We were both cheated at once! "The power went out? ! "I won't! We will check the main power switch immediately. But the main power switch is fine! Look at the shop across the street. There is also electricity. How come... We immediately called the power station to inquire. It turned out that the wire on our side was interrupted by wind and rain, and now we send someone to repair it immediately, but we don't know when it will be repaired. Oh ... we're trapped! Because the shutters outside can't be opened without electricity, the spare electric box is outside! It looks like it's almost six o'clock, and I'm going to take the big club exam! We have to call the nearby branch for help. However, the rain is too heavy. Several trees along the road were blown down, lightning and thunder continued, and colleagues in nearby branches were helpless. The only way is to wait for the rain to subside. Helpless, there is only one word "wait". Ten minutes later, the rain didn't abate at all. When it hit the glass, we couldn't see outside ... Suddenly, a man in a yellow raincoat appeared at the door! ..... Oh, it turned out to be a colleague from a nearby branch! We jumped up from the chair at once, as if a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the dark world! We are so excited! Hurriedly let her open the spare electric box outside. "Kuang-"The shutter began to rise slowly. Ah ... we are finally "saved"! We cheered loudly ... and the colleague had put on her yellow raincoat again, and then we hurriedly thanked her, but she just smiled, got on her bike and was ready to leave. Then I noticed that her raincoat clung to her body and was soaked to the skin.
Looking at her riding a bicycle and staggeringly disappearing into the wind and rain, suddenly her nose was a little sour. This is the spirit of friendship, mutual help and mutual concern among colleagues. I think I will always remember that yellow raincoat!
Pan An is a nice young man in our community. He is kind, but a little timid. Even if he cooks fish soup, he dare not commit suicide.
One sunny afternoon, people in a building suddenly smoked, and the neighbors smelled the smoke and ran down. "Grandpa!" "A man shouted. Only then did everyone realize that the old man was on fire, but he was still sleeping soundly at home! People began to talk about who would save the uncle.
"Lin An, you go."
"Why?"
"You are the opposite of uncle. You should wake him up. "
"Then Zhang Yun should go further."
"Why?"
"Give you help uncle burn chicken soup! Don't you turn off the gas? "
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Just as everyone was arguing endlessly, Pan An came over and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Uncle's house is on fire, but he is sleeping at home! But no one wants to save that uncle. " Lin An said.
Pan An looked at the growing black smoke and said, "I'll go!"
"Pan ..." Before everyone could say anything, he had rushed into the smoky corridor, and everyone immediately dialed 1 19. 10 minutes passed, and the bus of 1 19 came. People began to worry before they saw him get off the bus. Is he gonna be okay? After another 10 minute, everyone heard a familiar voice: "Come and help!" It's Pan An! It's him! He came to see everyone with his grandfather in his 70 s on his back.
"Ann, it's hard for you."
"Pan An, you are amazing!"
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"You don't say anymore, take the big ye to the hospital! It doesn't matter to me. "
"hey." After everyone sent the uncle to the hospital, he found a piece of cloth to tie the wound and didn't even go to the hospital.
I witnessed all this at the window, and two lines of tears stayed. I was deeply moved by him. Every time I stand at that window again, I will think of how many people will be like him in modern society. Doesn't modern society need this kind of character? Pan An and Harvey, they are both role models for us to learn from.
In my memory, there are many things that moved me. However, what impressed me the most was what happened two years ago.
It was a cold night, because I enjoyed playing during the day, and in the middle of the night, my illness pulled me out of my dream. I have a splitting headache and I feel feverish all over. My mother was awakened by my groan and quickly asked with concern, "What's the matter, son?" "I feel sick." Mother immediately touched my head with her rough hand, and then ran to the living room to take out the thermometer and put it under my arm. "Oh, thirty-nine degrees seven." Mom quickly helped me get dressed without saying anything. When I arrived at the hospital, my mother quickly registered me, took me to see a doctor, and finally took me to the infusion room for infusion. It was already three o'clock in the morning after the nurse pushed me into the ward. I was tired and sleepy and fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up, the snow had stopped and I felt much better. At this time, I saw the most touching scene-my mother sat on a small stool and fell asleep on the edge of the hospital bed. I turned around and saw a lot of medicine and delicious food on the bedside table. I know my mother bought it for me while I was sleeping. There is also a note on the bedside table. I picked it up and looked at it. It says, "son, take care of yourself in the future." Seeing this note, my tears turned several times in my eyes and finally could not help but flow out.
Although it has been two years, I still remember every detail. I will never forget my mother's kindness to me.
On Sunday afternoon, my mother came to the Children's Palace to pick me up after class and passed by the vegetable market near my home. My mother said she would go in to buy food, and I reluctantly waited at the gate of the food market. Suddenly, in the noisy hawking, my eyes inadvertently saw a little girl, her age is about the same as mine, wearing a yellow and white shirt, a pair of bright eyes staring at a book in her hand, fascinated. There is a middle-aged woman selling vegetables shouting beside her. When there are many people, when she is too busy, she will call the little girl with the book to see it. As soon as she calls, she will put down her book to help. Obviously, this is a mother and daughter.
She just read with a book in her arms, occasionally called by her mother, and then went back to the bench to continue reading. She can concentrate on reading in such a noisy and messy environment. If I were you, I would be bored to death by this noisy sound, let alone reading. I thought that when I was doing my homework at home, as long as there was the sound of TV playing in the next room, I would be immediately distracted. I always think about my favorite cartoons, and I will find various excuses and reasons to watch them. But I really can't understand that she can concentrate on reading in such a noisy environment in the vegetable market! Maybe she's used to it. Anyway, I admire her for studying in such an environment and helping her mother do something, which makes me very moved.
At this time, my mother came over after buying vegetables. I told my mother what I had just seen. Mother said, "You should learn from her. It is not easy for her to read in such a noisy and hungry environment, which shows that she is determined and will not be disturbed by other things. If you study like her, your grades will improve and your study will progress. " After listening to my mother's words, I nodded and acquiesced in my thoughts.
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There are many touching things in life, which are hidden in our hearts like pearls at the bottom of the sea. Today, I will choose the brightest pearl to show you!
It was a morning a few weeks ago, and I was very unhappy because I had a conflict with a classmate the day before. I trudged into the classroom, only to find that everyone was staring at me with strange eyes. I panicked and asked my good friend. When I learned the truth, I was very angry because I was very angry yesterday and told Gong Yuan. He asked me about my homework and everything related to the dispute. I didn't expect him to say it! This is a big secret! I immediately flew into a rage. Without thinking, I rushed to Gong Yuan, who was being promoted, and shouted, "Bah! You big mouth! " Say that finish, then angrily left. The class stopped talking, and Gong Yuan stood there motionless. ...
I'll never talk to him again! I keep repeating it in my mind! After the morning reading, I sat in my seat alone and got angry. Hum! How dishonest! The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I cried at once. "Hey, come here!" I looked up and said, well, you have the face to see me! That's right. It's Gong Yuan smiling at me. But in my mind, it is simply a weasel giving a New Year greeting to chickens! "Can you come out for a moment?" He said quietly. I wanted to say no, but I thought, let's see what he has. Anyway, I'm going out to see if he eats me So I got up and walked out of the classroom with him. He took me to one side of the corridor, where there were not many people. I'm nervous. Does he want to fight me? After ... I saw the original bow smile and took out a small paper ball folded several times from his pocket. It looks mysterious. "Say, I go to see. I must! " He gave me the paper ball carefully, and as soon as I took it, he quickly dodged. What's his plot? Are there any mice in it? Or threatening letters ... my hands trembled and slowly opened the paper ball. Every time I open a layer, my heart beats wildly. Finally, I opened it. When I saw it, I was startled. God, there are more than 800 "I'm sorry" written on it, each of which is so neat and densely covered with the whole paper. My tears welled up again, but it was happy.
Later, I gave Gong Yuan a paper ball full of "Never mind". He smiled as if to say, "You finally forgive me!" I laughed too.
This incident really touched me. Although Gong Yuan and I didn't talk much, the messenger of friendship built a bridge between us and solved the contradiction. I will keep this precious friendship forever. After all, it is more beautiful than pearls.
Today, I think this matter is still deeply touched, and a heat flow warms my whole body …