温暖心窝的作文汇总
导语:感恩,在我们的记忆中好像那么陌生,但听起来又是那么的亲切,仿佛给你一种温暖的感觉,在你寂寞时,她会给你一丝温暖的春风,你就会给她整个春天;以下是小编整理温暖心窝的作文的资料,欢迎阅读参考。
A burst of warm water on my chest, when there is such a flow of memories; A bowl of hot sweet dumplings, lingering in the brain; Always cannot wash my warm forget!
I remember the day after school, the students carried their schoolbags, all like a runaway horse, in the floor "da da", jump. All at once, a gust of wind blew the tree against the ground. The clouds seemed to squelch the roof of the roof; The thunder was deafening, and the golden dragon tore the clouds up and down. In a flash, the rain poured down and went straight to the ground. "
I wiped away tears and said, "mom, you can eat it. I don't care."
My mother stroked my head and said, "mom is not hungry. The soup is getting cold. Eat it."
I eat sweet dumplings, the cold of the cold to be swept away by the warmth of tangyuan, I immersed in the sweet warmth......
Mother, your haggard figure, always floating in my mind; Tang yuan, that sweet taste, let me aftertaste infinite; And the warmth that is like empty, will accompany this my life!
The birds in the forest are so lovely and carefree, because they all have a nest that can be relied upon to give it a warm embrace. Now, I can proudly say to it, I also have a can give me infinite care, a house full of happiness, happiness, sweet, the colors of home, I know, the balloon is full of that day of, I also reap the car full of warm.
In my comprehend "warm", is I'm in grade five, one with friends in order to stimulate, to satisfy his vanity went to primary school [at the side of a small Internet cafe, but unfortunately the father like chicken "carry" home, accepted the Angela said "I love gone in" education.
Finally, after such a quiet moment, there was the first sound, "how much money does our family have?" It was the father's voice. "my mother has not answered." "Let's buy a computer for her, and I hear the machine will be ready for three or four thousand yuan." The father accepted the unfinished business. "It should be over a thousand, but that's the only savings." "Said the mother anxiously.
When I heard this, I pushed open the door and said, "don't buy it. Anyway, there are still a few people in the class who have no computer at home!" With that, I went back to my room.
At this time of the net, let I touched, parents how painful I, I can feel, how they wish I don't astray, which have worries, I can understand. I have warmth! A warm home!
Warmth is a kind of feeling in the heart, it is a kind of warm heart contact, warm between teachers and students, classmates, relatives, strangers...
One day in gym class, wang Ming and I shot the ball, we two you come to me, play with the joy. "Slam Dunk" as I shouted, the ball did not come into the net. Instead, he flew over to him, and he slipped and escaped a violent blow. The ball hit the wall, bounced back, and had a close contact with my nose. I squatted down to rub my nose moan, wang Ming immediately rushed up "oh, how did you flow nosebleed!" he quickly brought me into the bathroom, "looked up, I help you wash" he catches one hand holds water, one live in my head, stroking my face cleaned clean, in cleaning the nose, and then he from his pocket paper towels, nimble tore off a piece, rub into a "small paper stick" into my nose bleeding, bleeding stopped temporarily, but he worried that said to me: "if I put the paper stick pulled remains blood?" As he had expected, I pulled the stick out, and the nosebleed was still running like a stream, and he was in a hurry, and hurried with his new paper stick to stop my nostrils. Suddenly, xiao Ming said loudly, "I have thought of a trick to get rid of blood. Come on, let's try it." he squeezed my two ears with his hand and squeezed it with a little force, one minute, two minutes... Ten minutes later, he released his hand and slowly pulled the stick out of his nose. The miracle happened. My nose was not bleeding. He was relieved.
The students are the most precious to our care, the students warm my heart with their actions, I am very grateful to them.
Life, if not warm is a bowl of water; Family, if there is no warmth, there is no warmth and happiness; And society, without warmth, does not need to exist.
In a newspaper, a five-year-old child in a city was killed in a car accident. It was so sad that no one could see him. I could imagine him feeling helpless, desperate...
Walking alone in the street, I felt as if I had forgotten something, so I ran back as fast as I could. On the way back, however, a speeding taxi knocked me down. I had a lot of blood, but the car hesitated and drove away. The driver's uncle in the car, don't you see me? No, you must have seen it. Then why did you drive away again? Want to escape? Oh, you can't escape!
Warm topic the topic of the first three compositions of the topic.
Suddenly, I felt that there was a big black hole in my heart, which was sucking me in. I was struggling, but I couldn't make it. I was desperate...
To this day, I still have the shadow of the five year old in my mind, and there are so many pedestrians on the road, but no one comes to save him. There were so many cars on the highway, but no one stopped to save him, even if he called his mother. Think how cruel it would be if there were no warm people in the world. What a lesson! This paper is from the national college entrance examination resources network.
Whenever I see my big old a new sports shoes, see those shoes head pins, my in the mind will be a twinge of the warm like spring breeze, they think of the figure lifetime all unforgettable.
It was a cold winter afternoon, and it was getting dark. Just after I had kicked the ball, I walked home on the way home, only to find that my shoes were broken, and the more I went, the more I went into my shoes, and the cold wind made me shiver. I had to move forward step by step. All of a sudden, I saw a cobbler at the corner of the street getting ready to go home. I can't wait to shout, "can you help me fill my shoes?" The old man looked at the dark sky, hesitated, looked at my shoes, and said, "all right!" Then he took the tools which had been loaded into the car.
The old man sat down again, and he handed me a maza, opened the box, found the needle, put it on the line, put on the thimble, picked up my shoes and patched it up. I carefully looked at the man, his gray hair, dark of face, cloudy eyes, deeply engraved on his forehead is full of wrinkles, cracks, cocoon son with hands in the cold red with cold. He tucked the shoes in between my legs, the right hand thumb and index finger with a needle into the upper hard, with the middle finger thimble and a roof, town from inside the shoes to wear out, left hand grabbed the needle, and pulled the line to come over and then from outside of the shoes to wear in... It was getting darker and darker, and the old man had to bend his waist so low that his face was almost touching the shoes in his hand, and the hard needles were stitched together. He frowned at every stitch. How close the seams are! It was so cold that the old man stopped from time to time with his mouth. Looking at the old grandfather frozen red palm, in the heart very not taste, said: "thank you!" "No." I just wanted to pick up the shoes, but he said, "don't worry! Your children's shoes are not strong enough!" With difficulty he added a crack to the crack. The old man's words and deeds touched my heart deeply. The old man who lived at the bottom of the society contributed his life. "What a nice old man! I admire it from the bottom of my heart!
The shoe is mended, I hurriedly pay, but the pocket is empty, I don't even have a dollar to repair shoes, how to do? The old grandfather saw me anxious and embarrassed appearance, smiled to say: "quickly put on the shoe!" "Wait for me, I'll get it for you." "No! Go home! I'm going home, too! I am old, at home idle also is idle, come out to fill the shoe still can give a person a convenience." "And he handed me the shoes.
The lights were on and the dim city was bright. In my shoes,
On the way home, a warm current spread all over the body, warming my heart...