Stories of Virtue Around Me (14) Stories of Virtue Around Me Part 1

I rode my bicycle to the library on weekends. While riding, the chain suddenly fell off and hung down like a dead snake. Alas, it seems that I have to push it away.

On the way to the library, there was a repair shop, which was just a roadside stall. Outside the door, an uncle was smoking. I walked over with my head down. But I didn't expect my uncle to stop me.

"Little girl, what happened to your car?"

"Oh, my car chain fell off." I rubbed my hair embarrassedly.

"Let me help you!"

"No need! No need really, thank you!" I shouted hurriedly. I thought to myself: Oh, I didn’t bring any money, I didn’t bring any money!

Suddenly, a burst of thunder interrupted the conversation between my uncle and I, roaring like a giant bear. Looking at the sky, I feel more and more why am I so unlucky today? The uncle looked at the sky that was suddenly covered with dark clouds, walked over, and pushed the car into the repair shop without any explanation.

The small repair shop seemed to be shaking in the rain. Inside the house, the walls were yellow, and the dim light shone on the mottled ceiling that could not withstand the wind and rain. There is a stool, a table and a TV on the simple concrete floor, and tools for repairing bicycles are scattered in the corner. The uncle's hands kept picking here and there on the chain. His hands were soon covered with engine oil, and the car was quickly repaired.

The rain came quietly, and soon it became heavier. At this time, I felt uneasy: Yeah! I didn’t bring any money! As I thought about it, I lowered my head in shame. My uncle seemed to have read my thoughts and said, "Let's go! The rain will definitely not stop for a while. Don't let your parents worry. Did you bring an umbrella? Here, here it is." "He said, handing me an umbrella.

There was nothing special about the umbrella. The plain gray cloth was wrinkled, and the handle was just a slightly rusted iron rod.

My uncle pushed the car to me, and I took it. I couldn’t say “thank you” for some reason, so I held it in my mouth and turned it into a grateful sentence: “Goodbye, uncle.” My uncle also said goodbye and watched me go out.

In the long river of time, there are many small things that we are grateful for but think are not worth mentioning, but virtue can be seen from them, just like in my memory, there used to be a simple small repair shop My uncle helped me repair my broken car chain on a rainy day and gave me an umbrella. Maybe it’s his simple life that I can’t forget, maybe it’s because he didn’t have much income and was willing to repair a car for a child who didn’t have any money... In short, uncle, thank you! Stories of Virtue Around Me 2

In fact, everyone has something to be proud of. Some of them are trivial and difficult to discover, but as long as you observe life carefully, you will find that you are living in a world. In a colorful world.

Doudou, a third-grade younger brother who goes to the same school as me, lives near my home. His mother takes us to school every morning. On the way to school, there were many cars and it was very crowded. At this time, there are many drivers who do not obey traffic rules and run red lights indiscriminately. And Doudou’s mother never ran a red light. She was very careful and obeyed the traffic rules every time. She almost made Doudou and I late for school several times. But I didn’t blame Auntie, but I admired Auntie more and more. Behavior.

Recently, I have constantly noticed that the drivers around me, and even the parents of my classmates, "seize" their own time when driving, and even step on the accelerator to rush forward when the light turns yellow. Do they care so much about their own time, regardless of everyone's life safety? In fact, the yellow light is used to remind drivers to slow down and prepare to brake, not to let everyone seize the last moment to rush. In congested road sections, vehicles must be courteous to each other; drivers must understand each other during traffic jams, so that traffic in the capital Beijing can become more convenient and smoother.

Only when everyone works together, the world will become a better place. I believe that everyone does not want foreign friends who come to Beijing to participate in the Olympic Games in 2008 to see the chaotic traffic in Beijing. All of us should drive civilized and show our best to our friends around the world. So let us start from now on and be a good and qualified citizen for the Beijing Olympics and Beijing's tomorrow. Virtue Stories Around Me Part 3

Her first virtue is frugality. Every day, she gets up very early and rides a long, long way on her bicycle to get to my house. Maybe you will ask: "Isn't there a bus?" I will answer: "Of course. But, she is saving money for her son to get married. She uses it too much, what should she do when her son gets married?" Normally, she would be reluctant to part with her socks even if they have holes in them. Throw it away, let alone buy new clothes. We sometimes give her clothes that are relatively new at home but no longer worn, and she will be very happy.

Her second virtue is diligence. Every time she came to my house, she immediately got to work without even taking a breath. Not only does she do things quickly, she does it very well. Every time, my home is kept clean, bright and spotless.

This year, she went back to her hometown to hold a wedding for her son. On the way back, she vomited violently due to motion sickness. However, she only rested for one day and then came to work at my house again.

The story of the diligent and thrifty Aunt Bian is a true story of virtue around me. Virtue Stories Around Me Chapter 4

As the saying goes: "People cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured." Yes, in the community where my family is located, there is indeed such a person who looks ordinary but has a deep heart. The eternally burning sunshine boy——Xiaohu.

Xiaohu is only 9 years old this year, but he is very fat, so some old people in the community always affectionately call him "Fat Tiger". Xiaohu is not very tall, and his round and big head takes up one-third of his entire body. His smooth cheeks are always glowing with a hint of pink, and his bright eyes are as if they are inlaid with two radiant stars. Black gemstones, crescent-shaped eyebrows and cherry lips have become the most suitable embellishments on the face.

Xiaohu is an enthusiastic person in our community. Whether it is neighborhood committee members, grandmothers, grandfathers, or his own companions, almost everyone has received help from him.

I remember one time, it was a holiday at the end of last year. Suddenly the weather turned cold, and then white snowflakes immediately fell from the sky. This is what Xiaohu thought to himself: "Snowing at this time will definitely bring inconvenience to residents' travel. When the snow stops, I will immediately go downstairs to sweep the snow." Thinking of this, Xiaohu took out the He prepared a new broom and a lot of salt, waiting... As time passed, the snow finally stopped. This time, Xiaohu got dressed and went downstairs with tools.

When he got downstairs, Xiaohu immediately started working. He was going to clear most of the snow in front of the door of the unit. Although there was fresh snow on the ground, just in case, Xiaohu first took out a handful of salt from his pocket and sprinkled it evenly near the snow in front of the door. Then, in order to let the snow He waited for about a minute to achieve quality melting. However, during this very short period of time, the roaring wind was inhumanely killing him, and the river was not spared either. It dyed his ears peach pink, painted his little face as bright red as blood, turned his cherry mouth into a purple wisteria flower, and added two parallel lines under his nose. But despite this, Xiaohu himself had no intention of retreating and no feeling of coldness. He still steadfastly cleared the snow in the community. Finally, the careful little tiger was afraid that the ground would be too slippery and residents would fall if they were not careful, so he began to use a broom to carefully sweep the snow to both sides, so that a clear path appeared.

In this way, Xiaohu swept the snow in front of four buildings in succession. Although he was tired and panting, there was still a happy smile on his face. At this time, the director of the neighborhood committee and some committee members were walking towards Xiaohu with snow removal tools. When Xiaohu asked, he found out that these grandma and grandpa were here to remove snow. So, they started working together vigorously. Virtue Stories Around Me Chapter 5

I finally boarded the train bound for my grandma’s house. The thought that I would soon see my kind grandma and grandpa, and play with my cousins, filled my heart with happiness. .

Not long after we put down our luggage, a beautiful elder sister and a pregnant aunt came to our box. Dad enthusiastically put their luggage neatly and neatly into the high suitcase.

"Little sister, can you change a bunk with me?" the pregnant aunt asked in a negotiating tone. "No problem. As soon as you came in, I thought it would be more convenient for you to sleep on the lower bunk." The eldest sister replied cheerfully. "Thank you, thank you! This is the price difference between the upper and lower berths. Please keep it." The pregnant aunt took out the money from her bag. "No, no need. I'm not changing beds with you just for the money." The eldest sister quickly blocked the money that the aunt pushed over with her hands. They pushed and shoved me like this for a while. Finally, the aunt couldn't resist the elder sister and took the money back.

"The train is leaving!" I shouted excitedly. "We are going home soon. We are going to see my parents soon!" the eldest sister said while touching my cheek. At this time, I carefully looked at the elder sister in front of me. She had a rosy face with melon seeds, fair and delicate, and under the slender eyebrows, a pair of bright big eyes flashed, and her face and corners of her mouth were full of smiles. , His every move and every move has a brisk rhythm. "Sister, you are so beautiful." I said involuntarily. "Thank you! Smart guy, you are very cute too."

The train was speeding through the cold fields. I sat in the warm carriage and opened the masterpiece "Jane Eyre". The adults were chatting and laughing, the children were shouting and playing, and the flight attendants were working tirelessly. Suddenly, a little head popped into the door of our box, "Is my mother here?" A timid and childish voice. I was immediately attracted to this little boy. He was about two or three years old. He had only a few sparse hairs on his cerebellum, a pair of big black eyes under a pair of curved eyebrows, and a small pink mouth. Her fair and tender face looked particularly cute. "Who is your mother? Little guy, would you like to come in and play for a while?" The eldest sister said and picked him up. I quickly peeled off a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into the little boy's mouth. "I want my mother, but my mother is gone..." the little boy muttered in his mouth. "Eat an apple first. Later, sister will help you find your mother." The eldest sister coaxed the little boy.

However, the little boy suddenly burst into tears, blowing like a small trumpet indulgently. "Don't cry, don't cry. Mom will come to you soon." The mother and aunt kept coaxing and comforting the little boy. "Let's ask the train broadcast room to help." I suggested a good idea. The eldest sister quickly got in touch with the flight attendant aunt and broadcast to find someone. Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the little boy's mother came to our box in a hurry. The little boy smiled happily when he saw his mother. We enthusiastically left the little boy to play for a while. The little boy sang to us and recited children's songs to us, attracting many passengers. The whole carriage was filled with joyful songs and laughter...

The night gradually deepened. , the carriage gradually became quiet, and the flight attendant aunt closed the curtains for everyone. I lay on the bed, thinking about what happened after getting on the train, and a surge of love slowly poured out of my heart. Love is humility. Love is help, love is dedication, love flows in the carriage. Virtue Stories Around Me Part 6

The story I recorded today is something that happened around me, and it happened to my dear mother.

It was the day before the Spring Festival, and the weather was extremely cold. The biting cold wind was mixed with snowflakes and was blowing, blowing on people's faces like a knife. The streets were sparsely populated, and the few pedestrians I saw occasionally were wrapped in thick cotton clothes and hurried home. I got into my mother's car as soon as I got out of the English class and begged my mother to find a restaurant as soon as possible so that I could have a warm meal to beat the cold. My mother took me to a restaurant called "Mantangchun" and ordered two dishes and a plate of steaming dumplings, which I ate happily. On such a cold day, eating such delicious food feels like an unexpected enjoyment. If someone asks me what happiness is at this time, I will definitely tell him that sitting in a warm restaurant in a cold and windy environment, eating steaming dumplings, this is happiness.

Just as we were enjoying the happiness brought to us by the delicious food, an old man who was shivering with cold came into the restaurant. He was about eighty years old and dressed simply. His hat was covered with snowflakes, and his face and beard were covered with frost. The old man trembled and asked the waiter to bring him a plate of fried bean sprouts and two ounces of white wine, but no one paid attention to him for a long time. The old man got angry and scolded them for "looking down upon others". At this time, my mother stepped forward, helped the old man to our table, wiped the ice water from the old man's face, ordered the old man his favorite food and drinks, and pushed our dumplings to the old man's table. In front of me, he said, "Old man, let's eat some dumplings to warm up first." The old man was so moved that he repeatedly said that his mother was such a good person. At this time, many people who were eating looked at my mother with approval and complimented her.

Seeing all this, I felt very happy and proud to have such a good mother. Suddenly, I felt that my mother was more kind, cute and beautiful. I secretly made up my mind to learn from my mother and make the contribution I should make to promote the traditional virtues of China and inherit the Chinese civilization! Virtue Stories Around Me Chapter 7

Growing up, we have heard many stories about virtue, which all tell the noble moral character of some famous figures in different eras in history, including "Kong Rong Lets the Pear" , "Warmth Never Forgets Cold", "Golden Filial Piety and Silver". Some of the stories are witty, some are studious, some are brave, and some are honest.

Today, some touching stories happen around us from time to time. On June 29 this year, a serious accident occurred in the chemical plant in our town. A fire in the grinding mill caused the explosion. A female worker was burned by the fire. After the explosion, people from other workshops quickly rushed to the scene to organize fire-fighting and rescue operations. After a while, people escaped from the sea of ????fire, one, two, three. Everyone was very excited. Only one person was still inside. Finally, the fire became smaller. Rescuers entered the workshop and found the last person who had been burned beyond recognition. workers. The factory quickly sent the injured to the burn department of Yangzhou Subei Hospital for rescue.

The doctor diagnosed one person with minor injuries and two with serious injuries. The last person rescued was in critical condition and was sent to the intensive care unit. 95% of his body was burned by fire and was in urgent need of blood transfusion. But the hospital is seriously short of blood, what should we do? The factory leaders called on all workers in the factory to donate blood to save the lives of the injured. The workers responded to the call, and several workers with the same blood type as the injured rushed to the hospital to donate blood. Blood was transfused into the injured person's body drop by drop, but it failed to preserve her life. Two days later, he finally died from a skin infection.

I admire the selfless spirit of these workers who put out fires and donate blood. We always need people like this in our lives. They are worth learning from! Stories of Virtue Around Me Part 8

It is the traditional virtue of the nation to be true to your word and keep your word. Morality is strength and wealth. People with moral character will be praised, respected and trusted by others. There are many people in today's society who are sincere and down-to-earth. But there are countless people who deceive others but lose their personality, dignity and integrity.

During a vacation, my father and I went to the bookstore to buy books. On the bus, an aunt was standing by the door, but there was no free seat. Judging from her belly, she must be pregnant. But everyone sat quietly in their seats, looking out the window without saying a word, and no one paid attention to her.

There was a young man. He looked at her, and there was a slight hesitation in his heart. Should he give in? Finally he made his decision, walked up to the pregnant woman, and said shyly: "Miss, sit there." At this time, there was a warm sound in the car, and many people praised his character, but I felt an endless warmth in my heart, just like drinking a cup of hot tea, and I was moved to say no.

Another time, I was walking under an overpass. A middle-aged man smoking a cigarette stood under the bridge. His face was full of ferocity, with a beard and sunglasses. He didn't look like a good person at first glance. As I expected, a young and beautiful woman walked away, wearing brand-name items. The man became jealous at the first sight and even thought about snatching the things away. The woman didn't know it at the time. When she walked in front of him, the man quickly grabbed the bag she was carrying and ran away with his quick steps. At this time, a young and strong young man stopped him. The man saw that something was wrong and ran away a few steps quickly. However, he grabbed the bearded man and sent him to the public security bureau. People on the street surrounded him. He kept praising him, but when the woman asked him for repayment, he smiled and left... I think if there were people in the world, that incident would not happen. He is a powerful official and rich, but his spirit is worth learning! Worth promoting!

In many events, there will always be people with both sides of virtue and ugliness. And the good will be spread, and the ugly will be shamed. Virtue is an indispensable part of the nation. Without it, cities and towns will not develop. We must start from small things, start from scratch, and hope that all citizens will start together. Don't let the nation be destroyed by the hands of the Communist Party, and let it be passed down from generation to generation.

As the saying goes: "Don't do good deeds because they are small, and don't do evil deeds because they are small." Virtue Stories Around Me Chapter 9

There are various virtue stories happening around us every day. In fact, as long as we are good at discovering, we can see some virtue stories anytime and anywhere.

For example, when we are on the bus, we sometimes see some people doing ordinary things for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled. In fact, this is just a small action, but in my opinion, it also reflects the person's behavior. Kindness is also a virtue story. In school, I often see my classmates. When I see the teacher, I will greet the teacher, and the teacher will respond very friendly. Although this is just a small gesture, it makes me feel the harmony in life and the kindness of my classmates to the teacher. respect and the respect teachers have for their classmates. For example, there are some streets specially set up for blind people on our streets. There is very little garbage on these streets. Some people who pass by this street and see the garbage on the ground will consciously pick it up and throw it into the trash can. , because they know that this street is specially designed for blind people. Blind people will trip and fall if they can't see your garbage. These things are all small things that happen in our daily lives, and they are all stories of virtue around us. As long as we think carefully and observe carefully, we can see these stories of virtue.

In my school, the second period is a big recess. At this time, the principal will give a speech, and the principal will train some students. For example, some students saw some money or something in the school. Instead of putting the items in your pocket, you picked up the money and handed it over to the principal, asking the principal to find the classmate who lost the money. Or to praise a certain student who picked up the trash and threw it into the trash can when he saw it. He contributed to the clean and tidy environment of our campus. What kind of awareness of environmental protection does he have?

In fact, as long as we seriously discover that this story is all around us, and as long as each of us knows how to be a kind and moral person, then our society will be more harmonious and beautiful. Virtue Stories Around Me Part 10

I remember that in the second semester of the third grade, my mother asked me to continue taking English classes in Cambridge. The next day, I took the tuition fee that my mother had packed for me and hurried to school. In fact, my mother didn’t want me to go to school with so much money, but my mother happened to be in a hurry that day and didn’t have time to go to school to pay it. fee.

As soon as I entered the class, the teacher was not there. My good friend Li Zhong told me that the teacher had just gone out to hand the collected money downstairs. After the teacher came back, he said to me: "You should hand the money to the General Affairs Office downstairs when class is over." Oh, how annoying! It was really troublesome for a junior teacher to go to the General Affairs Office so late. I complained silently.

A class passed quickly. As soon as the teacher announced that get out of class was over, I asked my good friend Li Zhong to accompany me out to pay. After I finished speaking, I ran out in a hurry. As I ran, I opened the bag containing my money. After arriving at the General Affairs Office, I handed the money to the teacher. The teacher counted the money and suddenly said to me: "Son, you don't have enough money. You should pay 580 yuan, but you only have 480 yuan." I was stunned. How could I be 100 yuan less? My mother clearly paid me 580 yuan when I was at home!

Just when I was anxious, Li Zhong suddenly ran in, panting but politely speaking. The teacher said: "Teacher, this is the 100 yuan I picked up. It belongs to Wang Xiaoyi. I saw with my own eyes that he accidentally dropped the money on the ground. I called him, but he didn't hear. So I had to pick it up and find him. Here you go." After hearing this, the teacher smiled and said to Li Zhong, "You are such a good boy." Then he said to me, "You must be careful with your money in the future and don't be careless." I nodded vigorously, and after taking Teacher Dog with me, Li Zhong and I walked out of the office together.

We returned to the class talking and laughing. I am really grateful to Li Zhong, but he said to me: "This is what I should do." After listening to his words, I thought: Each of us is very willing to do things to help others, and get happiness from it. Stories of Virtue Around Me Chapter 11

There is a Grandpa Zhang living in my building. His traditional virtues of serving the people wholeheartedly left an indelible impression on me.

A few years ago, my family moved from a bungalow to a building. The building is dirty and smelly. A small mountain of garbage is piled at the door of the building. In the summer, it attracts many mosquitoes and flies. Ever since Grandpa Zhang looked at it, the small mountain of garbage has disappeared. Moreover, he often uses it in his spare time. I cleaned the corridor and planted some beautiful flowers in the flower bed opposite the door of the building. This not only added luster to the community, but also beautified the environment. There are countless little things like this that Grandpa Zhang has done to serve the people.

I remember, once, during the summer vacation, when I opened my homework and was about to write my homework, I couldn’t find my newly bought automatic pen. I rummaged through the drawers. Can't find it either. My mother said: "Think about it, did you throw away the pens and waste paper together when you were cleaning the drawer? Hurry up and take a look at the garbage dump next to the first floor." So I found a stick and hurried to a I was rummaging around in the garbage pile on the building, and Grandpa Zhang happened to see it and asked me: "What are you looking for?" I didn't turn around and said: "Pen." So Grandpa Zhang immediately took the stick from my hand and turned it over. After several searches, I couldn't find it. I saw Grandpa Zhang rummaging left and right next to the garbage pile, but he couldn't find it. I said: "Grandpa Zhang, stop looking for it, don't want it anymore." "Don't worry, I'll find it soon." Garbage The pile was very dirty, so I stepped back. It seemed that Grandpa Zhang didn't see anything. After searching there for a while, he finally found it for me. I said to Grandpa Zhang, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhang!" Grandpa Zhang Zhang He held his black and smelly hands and smiled and said, "You're welcome, go back and do your homework!" ”

There are countless short stories about Grandpa Zhang serving the people. His kind face and traditional virtues of serving the people wholeheartedly left a deep impression on me. Stories of Virtue Around Me 12

A few days ago, on a busy street, I saw a young man finishing his drink, throwing the bottle towards the trash can a few meters away, and then turned around and left.

"Bang!" The drink bottle bounced back and lay quietly on the ground. There were all kinds of people on the street, but no one picked up the drink bottle. They all turned a blind eye to the drink bottle, as if it didn't exist. It was stepped on again and again, making a crackling sound, but no one noticed its existence. At this moment, I saw a little boy begging on the street slowly walking over. , picked up the drink bottle and put it in the trash can, then returned to the place where he was begging. 500-word story of virtue that happened around him.

I noticed that although the child was wearing some clothes. He was in tatters and dirty, but he had big bright eyes and a sincere heart, which was enough. I couldn't help but think about it, even such a poor little beggar had such a thing. Everyone with a virtuous heart knows how to put garbage in the trash can, so why don’t we, who are well-dressed, not pick up the garbage?

This is a thought-provoking question. Didn't you see the drink bottle? No, we obviously saw it, but we didn't pick it up. It should be said that the eyes of our souls were closed. If we could pick it up like the little beggar, then the world would definitely be better. It will be more moral and beautiful. Therefore, I hope that when we encounter such a situation in the future, we will bend down and pick it up so that we can have a moral heart. 13

Uncle Lei Feng once "traveled a thousand miles and did good deeds." Uncle Lei Feng's death also happened while doing good deeds. He was a "virtuous young man" and we must learn from him and strive to be "virtuous"! What a good boy! I think about it, there is such a good boy around me.

Dai Qiyue, the monitor of our Class 5 (1), I think she is a virtuous and good boy. I was once "Lao Dai" She is my deskmate, so I know her better. She loves to help others. I remember one time, I was really careless and was about to take an English test. I found that the eraser in the pencil case was gone. I didn’t know if I had dropped it or left it at home. I was really anxious! At this time, "Lao Dai" extended a helping hand. She did not hesitate to use a ruler to divide a piece of cute cartoon eraser she had just bought. For two, half was given to me, and the other half was slightly smaller and kept for herself. Let’s talk about it. Is it because we, the squad leader, are so happy to help others that it makes me cry?

Also, I have a metaphor here. Our class is like a piece of clothing when there are always small things, and our squad leader Dai is the best laundry detergent. There are small conflicts and struggles between individual students. Small disharmonious problems, like one or two stains on this dress, will be washed clean without leaving a trace as long as "Lao Dai" takes action. One time, a boy was bullying Lu Yifei during recess. "Old Dai" who had just returned to class from the toilet immediately stepped forward to mediate, reasoning and enforcing discipline. It took a lot of effort to "keep the violence in check".

This incident made everyone admire her for her sympathy for the weak and her support for class order. It is indeed the most beautiful laundry detergent among the "legends".

There are many things that I won’t mention one by one. This is our squad leader Dai Qiyue, the virtuous young man beside me, and the most beautiful Lei Feng in my heart! Virtue Stories Around Me Chapter 14

In the vast sea of ??people, you can feel your own insignificance and ordinaryness. But some people are destined to live an extraordinary life. They are like a cool breeze in summer, a warm sun in winter, a refreshing sweet spring, and a cup of fragrant hot tea. It is virtue that allows them to shine in the ordinary and live a different life.

Speaking of virtue stories, they happen all the time around me. Today, what I want to say is just an ordinary thing that moved me.

That was when I was in school. We are all freshmen in high school. Facing a new classroom and a new group, everyone’s heart is full of love. During that time, our class's watch was broken, and we spent every day without any sense of time. Sometimes, the teacher asks what time it is, but we don’t know. A week passed like this, during which time no one mentioned the watch. However, on that day, everything changed.

When I just walked into the classroom, I felt something was different, but I couldn’t put it into words. Later in class, I was surprised to find the watch hanging above the blackboard. I thought: I finally changed my watch.

Later, when the class teacher was summarizing at noon, he asked everyone if they had paid attention to the new schedule. We all said we saw it. But what the teacher said next, we were all stunned.

“Do you know who brought it?”

Didn’t the school change it? My mind is filled with questions.

"I don't know." We said in unison.

"She is a classmate of our class. Who is she? Stand up on your own."

After the teacher said this, we in the classroom were still upright. Sitting, no one stood up.

"It's actually xxx from our class. He brought a watch from home, and everyone applauded him." At this time, we suddenly realized that looking back at xxx, she did not smile proudly, but became shy. He wanted to do good things without leaving his name, but we still found out. At this time, it seemed like a spring breeze blew into my heart.

In fact, virtue stories are all around us, and there are many such things in life. We should have a heart of love: when you see an old man in the car, take the initiative to stand up and give up your seat; when you see scraps of paper on the ground, take the initiative to bend down to pick them up and put them in the trash can; when you see a blind person crossing the road When walking on the road, take the initiative to lead the way... Only in this way will life have meaning, and only in this way will the world be full of smiles. At that moment, your spiritual home will be filled with beautiful flowers. And guide you forward.