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 still had to buy pens. In desperation, we went to a vegetable stall on the roadside to buy food. The stall owner is an old grandfather, and you can tell at a glance that he is a weather-beaten old farmer.
Mother asked the price and began to negotiate with him. But the vegetable seller haggled over every ounce, and refused to reduce half a cent. I urged my mother impatiently, and my mother was anxious, so she hurriedly said that she would pay for the food and left in a hurry. Who knows that on the way, my mother found that the key was missing. What should I do? There are guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother showed a disappointed expression on her face. "Must be left on 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're 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 got there, 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 the grandfather recognized us. He handed the key to his mother with his calloused hand, and her mother nodded to him knowingly. All three of us smiled happily.
Looking at the simple old man before me, what can I say? A sense of guilt arises from it. I wish the elderly a safe life!
When I first went to kindergarten, my mother always took care of me in every possible way. But after I went to the third grade of primary school, my mother didn't love me as much as before. I let myself fold the quilt and cook the food. I never understood this problem.
On this day, I rubbed my eyes, put on my clothes, went to cook, cooked and walked back. When I was going up the stairs, I suddenly fell down, and all the rice was spilled. The hot soup flowed to my hands and I cried. The crying alarmed Grandma Wang, who lived downstairs. She came up and looked: "Oh, no!" He hurried down to get the medicine, rubbed it on my scalded hand, and said, "It's a good thing I'm wearing thick clothes today, or I'll get a big scar!" "As soon as I heard it, I cried again. My mother saw it and said," Nothing, didn't it just break some skin? Xiao Gu is a brave boy, so hurry up and change clothes and go to make breakfast again. " Why doesn't mom love me?
In the middle of the night, I was awakened by pain. I saw that my mother was not at home, so I got out of bed secretly. Suddenly, my mother's voice came from Grandma Wang's house: "This child can't be spoiled. He must face all the tests by himself. Although it is cruel, it is for the good of the child!" "After that, there was a long conversation. Suddenly there was footsteps outside, and I knew my mother was coming in. I immediately lay in bed pretending to sleep. My mother pushed open the door and smiled when she saw me "sleeping". She helped me cover the quilt, touched my head and walked away. I opened my eyes, ah, my mother still loves me, but she doesn't love me. Thinking about thinking about it, a drop of happy tears flowed down my cheeks.
Mom, you are so great!
3. I remember that it was a summer afternoon, and it was very heavy, 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 of 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, so everyone was too busy to turn around. It's getting dark around five o'clock, the wind is blowing harder and harder, and the garbage on the road is flying all over the sky-a storm is coming. In a short time, the rain began to "bang bang ……", like smashing glass, it rained heavily; The wind is blowing harder and harder, and the trees on the roadside are bent. It was stormy outside, and the branch was "very busy" ...
It's almost 5: 30, 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 is the first stop to pay the money), and the rain increased again, and the water on the road outside began to rise. After the car left, we continued to do some follow-up work. Suddenly, with a bang, the lights in the whole branch went out, and only the host computer kept ringing "B-B-". We were both fooled at once! "Power failure? ！” I won't! We'll check the main power switch immediately. But the main power switch is fine! Look at the shops across the street. There is electricity, too. How can this happen? We immediately called the power station to ask, it turned out that the wire on our side was interrupted by wind and rain, and now we immediately sent someone to repair it, but when it can be repaired is unknown. Oh ... We're trapped! Because the shutter outside can't be opened without electricity, the spare electric box is outside! It looks like it's almost six o'clock, and we have to take the exam in the big club! We had to call the nearby branch for help. However, the rain is too heavy. Several trees along the road have been blown down, and lightning and thunder continue, and colleagues in the nearby branch are helpless. The only way is to wait for the rain to weaken. Helpless, there is only one word "wait". Ten minutes passed, and the rain didn't abate at all. We couldn't see outside when it hit the glass ... Suddenly, a man wearing a yellow raincoat appeared at the door! ..... Oh, it turned out to be a colleague from a nearby branch! We immediately jumped up from the chair, as if a dawn suddenly appeared in the dark world! We are so excited! Hurriedly asked her to open the spare electric box outside. "Kuang-"The shutter began to rise slowly. Ah ... We are finally "rescued"! We were cheering loudly ... and the colleague had put on her yellow raincoat again, then we hurriedly thanked her, but she just smiled and got on her bike and was ready to leave. At this time, I noticed that her raincoat was close to her body and she was soaked through.
Seeing her riding a bicycle and staggeringly disappearing into the wind and rain, suddenly her nose felt a little sour. This is the friendship between colleagues, the spirit of helping and caring for each other. I think I will always remember that yellow raincoat!
4. Pan An is a nice young man in our community. He is kind, but he is a little timid. Even when he cooks fish soup, he doesn't dare to kill himself.
One sunny afternoon, people in a building suddenly smoked, and the neighbors smelled the smoke and ran down. "Grandpa!" " A man shouted. At this time, everyone realized 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.
"An Lin, you go."
"Why?"
"You are the opposite of the uncle. You should have woken him up."
"Then Zhang Yun should go even more."
"Why?"
"For you to help the big ye burn chicken soup! Won'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?"
"The uncle's house is on fire, but he is sleeping at home! But no one wants to save the uncle. " An Lin said.
Pan An looked at the growing black smoke and said, "I'll go!"
"Pan ..." Before everyone could say anything, he rushed into the smoky corridor, and everyone immediately dialed 1 19. 10 minutes passed, 1 19' s car came, and people began to worry before they saw him get off. Will he be all right? Another 10 minutes passed, and everyone heard a familiar voice: "Come and help!" It's Pan An! It's him! He was approached by his uncle who was over 70 years old.
"Ann, it's hard for you."
"Pan An, you are amazing!"
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"You don't say anymore, quick to send 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 and bandaged his wound, even without going 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 the modern society. Don't they need this kind of character in the modern society? Pan An and Halway, they are both role models for us to learn from.
5. In my memory, there are many things that moved me. However, what impressed me most was the incident that happened two years ago.
It was a cold night, because I was playful 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 warm 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, then ran to the living room and took out the thermometer and stuffed it under my arm. "Yo, 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. After the nurse pushed me to the ward, it was already three o'clock in the morning. I was tired and sleepy, and I fell asleep in a daze.
When I woke up, the snow had stopped and I was 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 knew that my mother bought it for me when I was sleeping. There is also a note on the bedside table. I picked it up and read it. It says, "Son, pay attention to your health 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 of it. 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 from class and passed by the food market near my home. My mother said she would go in to buy food, and I reluctantly waited at the entrance of the food market. Suddenly, in the noisy hawking, my eyes inadvertently saw a little girl, her age is similar to mine, dressed in a yellow white shirt, a pair of bright eyes staring at a book in her hand, looking fascinated. There is a middle-aged woman selling vegetables beside her and shouting. When there are many people, when she is too busy, she will call the little girl holding a book to read. As soon as she calls, she will put down her book to help. Obviously, this is a mother and daughter.
She just held the book and read it, but occasionally she was called by her mother, and then she 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, not to mention 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 distracted immediately. I was always thinking about my favorite cartoons and would find various excuses and reasons to take a look. 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 reading in such an environment and helping her mother do something, which makes me very moved.
At this time, my mother bought the food and came over. I told my mother what I had just seen. Mom 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 very 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 mind.
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