1, everyone will experience many touching moments, but I will never forget which moment last autumn. One night last autumn, I was walking home from school. In the afterglow of the sunset, I suddenly saw a yellow leaf hanging precariously on a branch that suddenly glowed. All his companions have left, only he hangs there alone, looking very lonely. Suddenly, a cold wind blew and the leaves swayed from side to side. I thought it would fall, but it didn't, but stubbornly continued to hang on the tree. However, at this moment, another gust of wind finally separated the "old friends". Reluctantly, it falls lightly from the branches, spinning and jumping up and down in the air, just like a beautiful butterfly dancing gracefully in the air with beautiful music, and dancing with the air and flying with elegant waltz steps in the air. Looking at this flying leaf, I thought a lot. The tenacious vitality of leaves has gone through its life cycle, from the tender green buds in spring to the golden leaves in autumn. Although sometimes there is sadness, sometimes there is joy, because their lives are so endless, I am moved by its tenacious vitality. The leaves fall faster and faster. I think they must want to fall into the soil quickly! Fallen leaves have such deep feelings for big trees. It is the big tree that gives it precious life and feeds it hard. It knows how to repay kindness, and it wants to repay kindness to the tree. Finally, it fell gently under the big tree, sacrificing itself, but turned into nutrients for the big tree that raised itself. Even a small leaf knows how to repay kindness, let alone us? I was moved by its grateful heart. The fallen leaves are lying quietly beside the big tree and have returned to their "old friends". It will never feel lonely again at this moment. Although all this only happened in a short moment, it deeply touched me, the tenacious life of the fallen leaves and its grateful heart. I will never forget it. 2. Touching is simple, touching is real, and touching comes from our lives. Touching is like a burning flame, which continuously ignites the fire in our hearts and warms our hearts. Every touch also comes from love. This kind of love is help, support, encouragement, even some trivial actions, which can be touching. I remember there was a public service advertisement on TV: a young mother was washing her five or six-year-old son's feet. After washing, she went to change the water and then washed the feet of the little boy's grandmother. The little boy saw it, froze for a while, and ran to the bathroom. So, just when his mother came to his room, the little boy shook a basin of water with his immature hands to wash his mother's feet. I also read such a touching story on the Internet. Since the age of 74, an old man named Bai has been riding a tricycle on a busy street. He helps poor college students by riding a tricycle. During the period of 15, he donated 350,000 yuan to help more than 300 college students solve their tuition and living expenses and make them graduate smoothly. After the ups and downs of 15 and the rush of 15, he just said, "It's my pleasure to help others!" Then, I was moved to understand that love is not necessarily a leafy tree, nor is it necessarily a colorful rainbow. Just a ray of bright moonlight, just tell me what love is from the most ordinary things. Love touched me, touched me everywhere, touched me all the time, and there were such things around me. It was a day in the fourth grade summer vacation. I'm on my way to buy books. I was humming a ditty and skipping. Suddenly, I accidentally bumped into an uncle. "I'm sorry Uncle, I'm really sorry, I didn't see it! " I repeatedly apologized to him. "You didn't see a big living person, really." My uncle called me a little fierce. I was ashamed and ran away. "You ... you, you ... hey." Run and run, my sweat is coming out, hoo-but we are in the bookstore now. I walked into the bookstore, looked east, looked west, turned left and swung right, took one book after another, and sat in the chair and read it again. In this way, more than half of the time passed ... Finally, I chose some books and planned to read them. As soon as I reached into my pocket, I lost my money. How is that possible? What should I do? Mom will scold me if I go home empty-handed like this! I'm in a hurry and really don't know what to do. But how can you lose it? By the way, could it be that uncle Meng? It must be, but others must have left, alas-what a nuisance. What the hell should I do? Forget it, take a chance! So, I left my book and ran out. Not far away, I saw the uncle again. I slowed down and walked over. "Son, you ran so fast just now that you lost all your money." Say, uncle handed me the money. At this moment, I blushed and moved. Uncle must have been waiting for a long time! Sweat broke out on my forehead ... when I was moved, I didn't need too many words to express it. After six days and six nights of first aid, the miracle didn't come to Teacher Yin as people hoped. A great soul passed away quietly, leaving behind her beloved relatives, her devoted education career and her concerned students. On the morning of March 3 1, Jintan Chengnan Primary School organized hundreds of students to watch revolutionary traditional educational films. As soon as the team left the school gate, an out-of-control car rushed into the students and was about to hit them. At this critical moment, I saw Yin, a 52-year-old teacher, with open arms, pushing away six students who were walking on the road. Six students' lives were saved, but Teacher Yin was hit by a car and flew 25 meters away. Suddenly, she fell into a coma and was taken to the hospital for emergency treatment. Despite people's best efforts, they still failed to save Teacher Yin's life. After reading the report on Yin's heroic deeds of giving his life to save students, he couldn't help but burst into tears, and his heart was greatly shocked. Teacher Yin's earth-shattering feat left a deep impression on me. Teacher Yin is just an ordinary primary school teacher. Why did she make such an earth-shattering feat at this moment in her life? I am convinced that this is by no means an impulse of Teacher Yin, but an expression of her infinite loyalty to her career and her infinite love for her students. When the car sped by, she could have made another choice-dodged by herself. But she didn't! Because she is surrounded by students she loves. When danger appeared, it was the power of love that urged her to fly forward without hesitation and protect her children with her own flesh and blood. She left the hope of life to the students and the result to herself. At that moment when she exerted herself, she created an eternal moment with her own life, built a monument for us with her spirit, and touched the whole China with her selfless love! Teacher Yin left us not only the six students she saved, but also the spiritual wealth she benefited a lot from. She is a veritable "teacher". At Teacher Yin's memorial service, there was such an elegy, which expressed people's feelings: the true love of the teacher touched the world, and the feelings of the virgin Mary will last forever! Let us always remember such an ordinary and great teacher, her name is Yin! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . You are terrible, 20! ! ! I only have three articles here. You can check them on the composition website yourself.