In life, there are always a variety of stories, whether it is the heroes in the books and newspapers, or word-of-mouth neighborhood deeds, and fairy tales in our hearts. The composition is very broad, whether real or imaginary stories can be. What is the story that touches you the most and moves you the most? Choose a story that touches you the most and write about how you feel about it, either from personal experience or from a book. Tell it.
Below I have written three essays on the topic of "What's the Story" for your reference! Touching stories Essay 1There are all kinds of stories in the world, such as fairy tales, science fiction stories, myths and legends, love stories and so on stories, but the most heartbreaking stories that can make people cry, tears, I think that is a scene of touching stories. Do these touching people, most of them are ordinary people, some people, and even to save others, and give their lives.
In the annual "Pride of China" program, there are many, many heroes who gave their lives to save others. I still remember these eight words on the trophy of "Pride of China": courage, love, responsibility and wisdom. The reason why they are called heroes is in line with these eight big words.
The touching scene is possible in any aspect. Cong Fei, for example, you may have heard of him, a graduate of the conservatory who went on to sing in many places. Originally he had a good income. Enough for his family to live a carefree life, but he did not, but the money he earned from his performances were donated to those children who could not afford to go to school, his life only lived more than 30 years, because he got stomach cancer, when he knew the news, he himself was afraid of his family to worry about him, he discouraged his family to this disease is curable, do not worry! This news forced him to leave the world, his family and the children who needed his help. In the time he funded, the funds reached more than 1 million yuan RMB, this shocking figure, can there be anyone who will not be touched? And before he died, he signed a cornea donation letter to those in need. Such a good person, can there be anyone who will not be touched by this behavior?
Whenever I see Cong Fei's story and deeds on TV, I get teary-eyed. Because it is the most most proud hero! Dedicating his life to people in need.
In the world, the most valuable is that a kind heart, creating a scene of touching things, let us also dedicate their own love to be a worthy of others for you to move, worthy of others for you to be proud of a person it!
love story essay twoMother, the world's first pro, mother's love, the world's first love. These words are enough for us to know what is called mother's love.
It was a summer night, the sky was raining heavily, the wind was howling, and I was running a high fever. Mom just came back from work to see this scene, did not care about rest, busy back up my hurriedly ran to the downstairs. When I got downstairs, I wanted to take a car, but our place is too remote, plus it was nighttime, there was not a single car on the street. Mom had to step by step slippery walking towards the hospital, my eyes wet, my heart is really not a good feeling, as if there are millions of sharp silver needles stabbing the whole body, so I asked my mother to put me down, let me walk by myself. But my mom was firmly opposed, and lovingly said to me: "No, you still have a fever, you walk by yourself, will not be more serious, and also very tired ah! Don't worry, mom is fine, I'm not tired." Just after she finished speaking, mom accelerated her pace again and rushed forward. At that time, I watched my mom run step by step to see, the heart has indescribable difficult text, indescribable pain ancient.
Walked more than a mile, mom tired of panting, finally arrived at the hospital. After the doctor measured, the fever actually reached 39 degrees more close to 40 degrees. In a daze, I heard the conversation between my mom and the doctor: "Thank goodness you got here in time, or you would have been in big trouble. Now take some injections, take some medicine, the fever will be fine. When I woke up, I found my mom asleep by my hospital bed. It turned out that mom had stayed up all night to take care of me. I looked at my mom and suddenly realized that my mom's hair had a few more silver hairs at some point, and my eyes got wet once again.
It was an unforgettable night, a touching night. This night I felt a lot and got a lot. However, what I really felt most y was mother's love, a great, selfless mother's love.
The story in the classroom Essay 3That night, I was very excited, after all, it was the first time I attended a class, and there were very many new faces. 7:10, the new teacher came into the noisy classroom and began to talk to us about school discipline. Because my classmates are elementary school classmates, together *** with the life of 6 years, so in this new collective feel close. We seemed to have endless words, keep talking to each other, until the class teacher on the podium knocked the table and shouted: "Do not speak!" Only then did we stop.
But this method of "silencing" didn't work too well, and before long, we were talking again. Looking around, there are not many students who are not talking, I will be more excited, and began to chat with the front and back of the classmates, hey, it is really not happy ah! My social skills are just fine, just chatting for a while, we are very familiar with each other.
Suddenly, a "Don't talk" startled me. My whole body tensed up and I turned around. Woohoo! The homeroom teacher was furious, gritting his teeth, white smoke faintly rising from the top of his head. At the sound of his words, the class's twittering disappeared at the speed of light. The whole classroom was like a Buddhist Zen garden, even a needle falling on the ground could be heard. "Those who just spoke stand up!" I kept my feet up and stood up involuntarily. "The teacher is really angry" I thought secretly in my heart. "I think you guys still haven't had enough military training, your skin is itching again! Toast to the wine, but not to eat the penalty wine!" "Hohoho, this teacher is really fierce ah! When I think of how my elementary school teacher got angry, it's really nothing!" I lamented. "Everyone expose each other, there's a prize for exposing, and the one who gets exposed has to suffer even more!" What a brilliant move by the teacher! Immediately another group of students stood up. Needless to say, the teacher then a storm of wind and rain, a hail of bullets, we were scolded by the head stinks, after all, their own disadvantage. "See you have nothing to do, write a 600-word review, parents sign,
Tomorrow hand in!" I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
This is the story that made me very unforgettable.