In our daily study, work and life, it is inevitable to contact or use composition. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. Have no clue when writing a composition? The following are the most touching compositions collected by Bian Xiao. Welcome to read the collection.

The most touching thing is the composition 1

The love of parents is the greatest love between heaven and earth. Since we were born into this world, our parents have always loved us, which is the most touching thing. One thing moved me very much. Although more than three years have passed, I still remember it vividly.

One day when I was 6 years old, my legs were all black and blue. My mother was as anxious as a cat on hot bricks when she found out. Because it was night, it was hard to find a hospital doctor, so my mother was anxious to ride an electric car to my cousin's house to show her grandfather (who is a retired doctor in a military hospital) what happened. Grandpa said it might be skin allergy, but we should observe it. He wrote a prescription for his mother. My mother took me home after she went to the drugstore to buy medicine. Although my mother put ointment on me and asked me to take medicine, my mother was still fidgeting and lost sleep that night. The next morning, my mother saw that the spot on my leg had not improved at all, so my father, who had just arrived from Shishi, took me to the skin hospital. Knowing that it was not a skin allergy, it was a blood problem, and my parents rushed to the First Hospital of Quanzhou without stopping. Because there were too many people, when it was our turn, the doctor left work. I can't see the doctor until this afternoon. My mother is fidgeting. For her, a minute is like a year.

The doctor diagnosed allergic purpura. During my stay in hospital, my mother was in poor health, but she still insisted on taking care of me. Seeing me "suffering" like this, I can't wait to bear all my diseases and pains. Dad is also very hard, Shishi Quanzhou runs at both ends.

This incident impressed me deeply and moved me even more, because I deeply realized the love of parents for their children. Mom and Dad, I love you forever!

The most touching thing is composition 2.

On Friday, our class went to Guanlan seaside garden for an autumn outing.

What a big water pastoral! There are many interesting projects, such as shark island, roller coaster and flying chair, carousel. I like teaching fish best.

The tour guide teacher was carrying a big bag of fish, and everyone took one, and there was some left, but this time it was the one that came first. I have two too.

One is red and white, I call it "red peony", and the other is basically white, but the tail is a little red, I call it "memoirs of a geisha". I bought a green fish tank and a pack of fish food. On the way to the next place, Xu Qianjia asked, "Can you give me some fish food?" I said, "Of course." So I gave her some fish food, but I forgot to open the bag! I raised my hand and heard a crash. I dropped the fish food! When I heard a voice from Wu Si say, "Do you want to buy another bag? I'll hold the fish for you. " My heart warmed up and I said, "No need." On the way home, Wu Si asked me, "Do you want me to share some fish food with you?" I was moved to tears! I said, "No need."

I thought to myself, "It's good to have such a good friend as Wu Si Chun!"

The most touching thing is composition 3.

On the school playground, there are two lightning figures flying around the playground. I looked at Xiaoming around me and said, Don't run so fast, aren't you tired? Xiao Ming said, who told us to get up late? If we had got up earlier, we wouldn't have done it. We still have to eat breakfast. I wanted to say something, but I was filled with cold air.

With five minutes left, Xiaoming and I began to run wildly on campus. Now the mood is like a bundle of explosives, as long as a few sparks can make him explode instantly. Who would have thought? Xiao Ming and I got up early, and the bus came early. We also ran early, finished our homework after dinner, and our seemingly perfect morning was ruined by meal after meal. Now we have been confused by hunger, and the murderous look has leaked out. The students in our class felt something was wrong from a distance and avoided us both like the plague.

We are like ghosts born again. The entrance to the canteen is the entrance to our reincarnation. I wish grandpa would smile at us with a timer and then shout to close the door. We are like discouraged balls. No matter how hungry you are, you can't kick down the canteen door, can you? Even if you do this, the devil won't do it.

Just then, Uncle Yang (left), the doorman, came in, carrying two plates of rice, and we were old. When we saw Uncle Yang's behavior, we understood that Uncle Yang's smiling behavior was not a case. Xiao Ming and I silently left tears, thanking the two of us for sitting on the steps and shoveling rice balls with tears. This is the best meal we have ever eaten. Now, even if Uncle Yang sends bitter gourd, our mouths are very sweet.

Don't always complain, nobody cares, nobody loves you. In fact, everyone is surrounded by people who love and care about you, but you are used to it, and this is what they should do. We should treat everyone, this school, this country, this earth and this universe with gratitude.

The most touching thing is composition 4.

It was a sultry afternoon. Just after school, the teacher hurried up to me and said to me, "Fang Lianxin, your mother is in a hurry and can't come to pick you up." You have to go home by yourself! " My heart "thumped" and I thought: Isn't that for me to go home by tricycle? But I nodded abruptly. Look up at the sky, dark clouds are gathering and a storm is coming. Hey, let's open the way!

No sooner had I run out of the school gate than it began to rain, but I accidentally slipped and fell on my face. My chin and knees are killing me. I thought angrily, what made me fall. Looking back, it turned out to be an "emerald" watermelon skin. I step by step. What should I do? It will take years and months to walk home! Let's ride a tricycle home! I felt it in my pocket. Alas, I have no money. What bad luck I'd better walk home by myself! Suddenly, an old voice came from my ear: "Little girl, did you fall?" ? Get in the car and I'll walk you. ""No, I can't. I have no money. " I said piteously. The old man said, "I don't want your money, get on the bus!" " "Before I could speak, the old man helped me into the car. I thought again: old man, he should not be a bad person, right? "What are you thinking? I was so absorbed in thinking that I didn't even hear your call! By the way, where do you live? " "Turn left ahead and go straight ahead until you reach the Gaotangqiao gas station." The old man nodded. On the way, I saw the old man's clothes tattered and patched with cloth. Every time the old man pedaled, his calf muscles tightened, while I sat comfortably. I feel bad in my heart

When I finally got home, I said to the old man, "Thank you. Please wait a moment, I'll get the money. " I ran upstairs, took the money, took the towel and rushed downstairs. When I ran to the door, I saw where the old man was!

I stood in the rain, my nose was sour and my tears came down. The towel in his hand also fell to the ground. I wanted to wipe my sweat with a towel, but the old man left. I can't get over it for a long time. I hope to see that kind old man again next time, the old man who pulls rickshaws for free.

The most touching thing is composition 5.

Once, I had to take a geography exam and get to school early, so I told my mother that I must buy three fresh steamed buns and soybean milk the next day, and her mother agreed.

The next morning, I rubbed my eyes and saw dark clouds outside the window, lightning and thunder. Trembling, I walked to the balcony and accidentally found the breakfast on the table. The tangy smell of Sanxian steamed stuffed bun prompted me to go to the table. I picked up the steamed stuffed bun and stuffed it in my mouth before I washed my hands. Halfway through the meal, I felt something was wrong. Come to think of it, this steamed stuffed bun is not from that family! I was going to drink soybean milk, but I found that my mother didn't buy it back. At this moment, there was a knock at the door with my doubts. When I opened the door, my mother was carrying soybean milk and was wet all over. I was a little angry and asked her why she cut corners. My mother faltered. My anger was ignited at once, and when it was about to explode, my father came back. Father said, "Your mother got up after five o'clock in the morning to let you have breakfast. Today, it is raining heavily, and almost no shops are open. I finally found a shop and bought you a steamed stuffed bun that I like to eat, but you are making trouble without reason and being ungrateful here. Are you worthy of your mother who has paid so much for you? "

My eyes are moist. A drop of rain and sweat dripped from my mother's skirt and hair, and hot tears flowed from my eyes.

The most touching thing is composition 6.

It was a day in June, and I went to school as usual. In the second class, it began to rain. It is raining harder and harder. I looked helplessly out of the window, hoping that the rain would stop soon. I don't have an umbrella, my father is out, my mother is ill at home, and no one will send me an umbrella.

Suddenly, a thin figure appeared in my sight. I ran quickly to the hall. She is collecting an umbrella. It was her mother. Although she was holding an umbrella, it rained heavily and got her wet. Suddenly, I seem to be pulled up from the cold hell by myself. It seems that my mother is the savior. "Mom, why are you here?" Aren't you sick in bed ""I can't embarrass my son anyway. I'm fine. Don't just stand there, let's go, mom will go home and cook sweet and sour fish for you! "

My mother holds my hand, and I hold my mother with my other hand. I seem to have never been so close to my mother. My mother's face is wrinkled and her hair is intertwined with silver threads. I feel my mother's hands are cold and her shoulders are cold. My tears are rolling in my eyes, but I finally can't help it. Tears rained down on my heart.

I can't forget my mother's selfless love and sincere feelings. I will study hard and let my mother live a happy life!

The most touching thing is composition 7.

At this time, I took a long vacation when I was seven years old. The children there are younger than me. It's because a friend of my mother's is a teacher of the entrusted school. She is aunt Li, so I was invited to see the children there.

I am writing the homework that Aunt Li assigned to my brother and sister on the platform today.

At that time, they were having lunch. Aunt Li sent a message: "There are not many dishes at school today, so everyone can only eat so much. Please don't waste it! " Having said that, I left, only to find that everyone in the class was looking at the little girl in the corner. The little girl kept her head down on the table and did not move. When I walked by and asked her what she was doing, she raised her tearful face and said, "I don't have enough to eat." If this continues, I will be sick long ago! " My mother worked hard to give birth to me, and I want to cherish my body! "I froze, said nothing, and gave her half the rice in the bowl. When I turned around, I found the whole class looking at us. They came one after another and distributed some rice and vegetables to the little girl's bowl.

The little girl said, "Thank you! Thank you! "

I have great admiration for their behavior.

The most touching thing is composition 8.

There are many stories about love around me, one of which is very touching.

One Sunday in the summer vacation, my father took me to the new century and sent us beautiful new clothes. My father and I rode an electric car to New Century Square. It was hot all the way. At that time, the sun was burning. Let's put the electric car in the parking place first, and then I said to take a walk outside. My father agreed. I walked in front and my father walked behind. Then I saw three people in front of me, a couple. The two of them are in rags, and the children are wearing clean clothes. One of the men's hands was burned to half a finger and his neck was too small to move. Later, I wanted to know what was going on. I just looked at the paper on the floor and realized what had happened. It turned out that their house was on fire, but it turned out like this. Now they have nothing. Where can they live? Later, I thought they were too poor and not as beautiful as us.

I walked on and saw an elder sister kneeling on the ground singing. Why is such a beautiful sister kneeling here? I looked at the reason. It turned out that he was wronged by the head of their village. It is written that my sister is talking to a friend of the village head at night. At that time, the village chief was going to his house, and his sister had already gone out. As soon as the village chief came in, he saw his friend lying on the sofa. Later, then we went to buy clothes.

This is about love, a touching story. In the future, when someone is killed and homeless, we will donate money to them, even if it is to open the money.

The most touching thing is composition 9.

She is the most touching person in my heart, helping me grow up, helping me to be healthy and helping me to be spiritual.

I was sick and rested at home for a few days, and caught up with the intermittent rain. My mood becomes gloomy, just like this gloomy weather.

Her car is parked downstairs in my house. I looked at it carefully. Isn't that our teacher Wang?

Maybe she came to see me?

It turned out that Mr. Wang came in and said, "Mix hasn't been to school for several days. I'm off today, I'm going to visit a relative, and I'll drop by to see if Mix is better. "

After I asked the teacher to sit down, my parents washed the fruit to entertain the guests. After greeting, I said, "teacher, I really didn't see you coming when you were outside just now." It's so beautiful that I dare not recognize you. Why don't you wear it like this? "

The teacher said, "No, I wore it for a year when I first started working, but I stopped wearing it when I got to school." I only wear it on holidays or activities. In fact, I still like to wear it. " I said, "You are dressed like a princess today." The teacher said, "Look at what you said, it's not so exaggerated." After chatting for a while, I brought my teacher to my room, and the teacher gave me great education and encouragement.

After that, I thanked the teacher, and the teacher thanked you.

Teacher Wang left, but his words stayed in my heart. My mood suddenly brightened up and I felt that I had experienced many, many most touching things.

The flowers in front of the door finally sprouted. The wind blows and swings with the wind,

She gave birth to me, made me born in this world, learned the knowledge of walking, talking and reading, turned me from an innocent child into a sensible teenager, and made me find fun and grow up happily in this world.

When I was a child, I never did those homework. She always sits at my desk with me and writes one by one. Sometimes she can't, so she just writes something casually. Gradually, when I grow up, I can finish my homework by myself, and she is busy with her work. Looking at the 100 test paper in my hand, we laughed happily together. I grew up and didn't notice that she was getting old.

The petals opened and the color of the flowers became gorgeous. The wind brings warmth to the flowers.

When I was in junior high school, she became more and more busy and met me less and less. Up to now, there are only a handful of opportunities to meet in January. We often communicate with computers through mobile phones to get to know each other's current situation. Sometimes when she comes home, she lies on the sofa and sleeps. At this time, I found that some silvery white hair appeared on her head, more and more wrinkles appeared on her face, and the smile that once appeared on her face gradually disappeared.

The flowers are blooming and the smell is pleasant. When the wind blows, the fragrance spreads in all directions. I am more and more sensible, and she is still getting old.

The wind is always with the flowers, watching it grow bit by bit. The person I am most grateful to is her-mother!

What moved me most was the composition 1 1.

One day, our family went to visit our sick grandmother. We got on the bus and found some empty seats to sit down. I looked bored at the trees and houses that flashed by the window. Suddenly, the car stopped and an old woman came over. At this time, the bus was already crowded with people and there were no empty seats. Grandma had no place to sit, so she had to hold the handle of the car. A sudden brake, grandma almost fell.

A young eldest brother saw it and stood up without hesitation, offering his seat to his grandmother. Several well-intentioned people nearby also stood up and offered their seats to grandma. Grandma repeatedly said to the person who gave up her seat, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." The people who gave up their seats quickly said, "Nothing, nothing, this is what we should do." This warm moment touched me instantly.

Suddenly, I really want to give up my seat to that old woman. Just a few simple actions and a few warm words can bring warmth and nourish people's hearts; It's just a small matter, a trivial matter, but it can touch and influence people around you. This is the little thing that moved me. After this happened, I also gave my seat to others on the bus. Yes! There are touching things around us. This incident made us see a warm scene and gave us lifelong enlightenment and permanent memory. A little thing lights up your life.

The most touching thing is the composition 12.

When I first entered the school, I couldn't ride a bike. At that time, I had to rely on two side wheels, but the sweat my grandmother paid that afternoon not only made me lose my side wheels, but also made me unforgettable for a long time.

Grandma suddenly wants to learn driving with me. The old man, who is nearly seventy years old, supports the shelf behind his bicycle and runs like a child. A bicycle that has just left two side wheels is not obedient at all. Like a drunk, bumping around and pushing around. My heart is like fifteen buckets of water ―― up and down. Grandma said, "Genie Chen, don't be afraid. Grandma will protect you. " I like to be reassured and bold.

At first, I couldn't operate the handlebar correctly, and my arms kept shaking. But every time the man backed up, grandma straightened the bike. Later, I was able to ride very fast. Suddenly I turned around and saw my grandmother standing far away, smiling at me. It turned out that my grandmother had already released her big hand to protect me. Grandma came up to me and said, "You are great!" I suddenly found a lot of sweat on grandma's face.

I am not only proud of learning to ride a bike, but also very moved: grandma taught me to ride a bike despite her hard work, but she was too tired to breathe. What a great dedication to "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning it into spring mud to protect flowers"

Grandma, I promise you, I will work hard in the future.

Today, I saw a black shadow pass by and stop on the trash can. I walk in front of it. It turned out to be a stray cat.

"Such a cold day, it's really cold! It must be very hungry when it is standing on the trash can! " I thought to myself. So I put the snack in my hand, but it ran away with a whoosh.

"Why doesn't the cat eat my snacks?"

I remembered a story told in yesterday's newspaper: "An old woman saw a dozen stray cats in the park. She gives them food every day. Three months later, the cat and the old woman became familiar with each other, and the old woman began to take them home one by one. Day after day, the beautiful cat began to travel.

One day, the old woman came to her son's house with a cat. Her son hates cats the most and has never let her have cats. No matter how her son beat her, she still clung to the cat, and finally gave up her son and raised a cat herself. "

Ordinary people will definitely give up owning cats, but grandma chose to live with cats! This concern for fragile animals touched me!

People's lives have been touched many times, and we are constantly moved. Don't doubt, because we are not pretending to be sad, but really expressing our feelings, although worldly things have blurred things around us, although such feelings have become less and less. However, our life needs something like touching, such as the shining stars in the night sky, to light up the world. So we need to be moved.