There is truth everywhere. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world.
In Yingying Primary School, a classmate named Yang Guangxie got diabetes! His mother and father divorced, and he has been living alone with her. Her mother is a farmer with low education and works as a waiter in a restaurant. Yang Guangxie has been filial to her since childhood and always helps her with housework. At school, he won honor for his mother. He is the monitor and study committee member of the class and a good assistant to the teacher. The results are also among the best. However, a happy life often does not last long. Illness is bothering his body. He has diabetes! What a jealous genius! Diabetic patients should be injected with insulin twice a day. If it is not treated in time, it means that Yang Guangxie will always fight against the disease and never leave the drug treatment! However, where did their family get so much money! The boss of his mother's restaurant knew about it and immediately gave his mother a year's salary! But money alone is not enough!
After learning this news, the school immediately held a donation ceremony, calling on all teachers and students to give their love. At the beginning of the donation ceremony, each of us took the money and threw it into the donation box. I put my 10 yuan in the box, and of course I put my wish in: "Yang Guangxie, you are a filial child and an excellent student! Come on! We must successfully overcome the disease! Become a pillar of the country when you grow up! I believe that at this moment, Qian Qian's 100 million wishes are with you to overcome the disease! " Yang Guangxie's mother also came to the scene. She held up the banner with tears in her eyes and couldn't even speak. My nose was sore at that time.
"Love is the spring breeze of the world, and love is the source of life!" People will give love and get love all their lives. Some love is shy and buried in the heart. There is also some love in the details of life. As long as you are good at discovering, you will know that "there is truth everywhere in the world!"
There is truth everywhere. In life, people should care about and help each other. As the saying goes, "Give someone a rose, and your hand has a lingering fragrance." While giving love to others, I will also get a harvest, and that noble quality will be deeply left in people's hearts.
When I was in the second grade, something happened: one afternoon, the sky suddenly became overcast, and the thunder was dull and hoarse, like an old man. White lightning flies down like a car. After a while, the raindrops in the sky also dispersed. They jumped around like naughty dolls, singing melodious music. The cold wind beat against the city and gave a shrill cry.
I walked alone in the quiet corridor, quietly listening to the rain outside the window. Suddenly, a scream came and a sharp pencil plunged into my foot. I turned pale at once, staring blankly at the pencil on my foot, and my mouth made an intermittent voice: "Come on ... Somebody!" ! I ... my feet ... "I thought in panic, the pencil is poisonous, in case ... in case my feet are infected ... I closed my lips, my brow tightened, my face turned white, and I dared not continue thinking. At this time, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and the teacher came! I saw the teacher's face was serious and earnest, and there seemed to be light in his eyes, but the anxiety in his eyes was obvious. The teacher's gentle voice sounded in my ear: "Li Yuhang, stick to it for a while and you will get better soon." The teacher said, gently picked me up and walked out of the campus quickly. I seem to have found a savior, and my heart suddenly calmed down a lot. The teacher wrapped me tightly in her thick coat, while she only wore a thin shirt. The teacher ran in the rain, and the wind and rain kept hitting her. The muffled thunder seems to be challenging the teacher, attacking again and again, but the teacher is not afraid at all ... The teacher standing in the rain has been shivering with cold, and his hands can't help shaking. At this time, I felt that God seemed to be moved by the teacher and shed his precious tears. Finally, I waited for a taxi, and the teacher smiled at me and sent me on.
The teacher sent me to the hospital in time, pulled out the pencil on my foot, checked it carefully to make sure there was no problem, and then put me on the bus home. I sat in the car, watching the teacher's figure go away, and my heart rose with kindness and warmth ... then I thought: the teacher has more than one name, and there is another name, that is, love!
Sixth-grade compositions with true feelings are everywhere. Grandpa, when will Mom and Dad come back? Sitting in the back seat of a bicycle, I asked my grandfather who rode with me. "Soon?" Grandma answered casually.
My parents are on a business trip, so I have to stay at my grandfather's house and let him ride my bike to school every day. At that time, I was seven years old. I'm not very sensible and playful. I didn't realize the hardships of my old grandfather riding a bicycle back and forth every day. Sitting behind grandpa, sometimes I feel that grandpa doesn't ride fast enough.
Today is another noon after school. There are still many cars and pedestrians coming and going on the road. Although it is noon, it is cold and gloomy in winter because there is no sun. If only the sun had come out ... just as I was thinking, I suddenly felt a terrible pain under my feet, and then "pa", my grandfather fell to the ground with a heavy plop on his bicycle, buzzing in his head and looking pale.
When I came to my senses, my grandfather was sitting underground, holding my foot at a loss-my right foot accidentally plunged into the wire of the rear wheel of the bicycle and got stuck. Before I could cry out loud, several uncles and aunts around me gathered around me, some helped my grandfather get up, and some tried to pull my foot out of the wheel. My aunt helped me lift my feet.
She kept trying, but she didn't succeed. I clearly saw her anxious eyes, but she looked at me with a smile on her face. "Does the child hurt?" Don't cry, it's okay, aunt will help you pull your feet out. "She has a daughter as big as me? I cried and thought. At this time, I helped grandpa's uncles find a pair of rough pliers from nowhere and cut some steel wires on the bicycle wheel. Several uncles and aunts pulled my foot out of the damn wheel together. Everyone comforted me, who had cried into tears, and helped me back to my grandfather's bicycle seat. Grandpa pushed me home slowly.
It has been several years since this incident, but at that time, the figures and smiling faces of those uncles and aunts always came to my mind. I often hear adults say that things that really help others are rare in society. Whenever I hear these comments, I am not confused, always smiling at the distance. Because I always believe that there is truth everywhere in the world!
Truth is everywhere. what is love ? Is considerate, is a cup of warm coffee on the computer; It is care, a bouquet of fragrant lilies beside the patient's bed; It's respect, it's a burst of happy laughter in the nursing home.
I remember loving candy when I was a child. Once when I went out, grandma forgot to bring money and couldn't buy candy. I was in a hurry, crying and clamoring for grandma to buy sugar. Grandma didn't want to, so she dragged me home at once. In the yard, I stubbornly insisted on eating sugar and sat on the ground crying. Grandma let go of my hand and turned to leave me alone. I was the only one sitting on the ground crying.
At this time, Grandma Yang came out to buy food. When she saw me crying, she asked me kindly, "Kiki, what's wrong with you? Why are you sitting here crying? " Hearing this, tears poured out like running water. Grandma Yang stroked my baby with her gentle big hand: "It doesn't matter ... tell grandma everything." After a while, I stopped crying and said, "I ... want to eat candy ... so I made my grandmother angry." Grandma Yang said, "It's all your fault. Eating too much sugar can lead to tooth decay. Wait a minute. " Say that finish, turn around and leave.
It's noon now, and the sun is scorching the earth, which makes people restless. After a while, in the strong sunshine, I saw a vague figure, that is grandma Yang! She's coming here. Because of the hot weather, grandma was a little hard, but when grandma Yang saw me, I didn't know where she got the strength to speed up and run here quickly.
"Here, take ..." Grandma Yang panted and handed me a box of candy. "This kind of candy won't give birth to bugs, and it's delicious. Keep it and eat it slowly. " The outer packaging of this box of candy is exquisite. On the pale blue skin, there is a bear holding a yellow candy with a series of English words I don't know written on it. Although sugar looks delicious, other people's food can't be eaten, so I hesitated. Grandma Yang seemed to read my mind and said, "Eat!" Looking at Grandma Yang's eyes like a deep pool, I smiled happily.
A few years later, I met grandma Yang's granddaughter Lingling and became good friends with her. That day, when we were chatting, we accidentally talked about the box of candy. Lingling said to me in a joking tone, "I'm really jealous of you." I didn't expect you to eat the imported candy that grandma bought from the supermarket first. " "What did you say?" I froze, the breeze blew my hair, and I cried in the sun.
Thank you, Grandma Yang. You left your love for your granddaughter for my unreasonable troubles. Thank you for caring about a fragile heart.
True feelings are everywhere. Sitting on the stool of the training class, that scene appeared in my mind again.
When I went out in the morning, it was raining in Mao Mao. My mother left me in the corner of the training class because of the tight working hours. Before leaving, she quickly said to me, "Yiyi, do you know the way to the training class?" I definitely nodded to my mother and said, "I know, I know." Actually, I'm not what I seem. Although I have been here once, the fact is that I can't remember the last training class. Who thought he would go in by himself this time? Alas.
Since I'm here, can I go back? There is no word "retreat" in my dictionary! I looked around, and those identical houses were so dense that my eyes were blurred. Seeing that the class time is coming, my mind is full of anxiety, fear and confusion. Don't! I firmly think in my heart, I want to find a training class, even one by one!
Every time I pass a door, I have to look out from the crack of the door to see if it is a training class. However, God didn't take special care of me. Every time you find one, your confidence will be less and your anxiety will be more. I feel so helpless and scared for the first time. Looking at every similar Dahongmen, I was completely lost. The rain mercilessly wet my clothes and made my heart colder.
At this time, I was delighted to see an aunt appear, and my hope burned again. Aunt dressed in beige looks like a strong woman and seems to be going to work. I think this aunt is kind-hearted and not like a bad person. He hurried forward and whispered with some tears, "Aunt, I can't find a pen training class. Can you help me find it? " Aunt said anxiously and distressfully, "Don't worry, little friend. I've heard of the training class you mentioned. It seems to be around here. Let's find it together. "
So, the kind aunt held an umbrella for me in one hand and held my hand in the other, and started a new round of search. We searched door to door, everything pays off, and finally found a training class. Aunt smiled and said, "I found it. Get in there. Don't delay the class! " "I gratefully said thank you, and my aunt waved and said," You're welcome, you're welcome. " Say that finish, then turned to leave.
Looking at my aunt's distant back, I can't calm down for a long time, and I can't help but sigh: there are so many good people in the world, and there are true feelings everywhere, which always warm people's hearts.
Love is everywhere, it is all around us! There are grandparents' care for children, classmates' friendship and care, and parents' care for children ... However, what impressed me most was my classmate Yu Fang's selfless care for the elderly on Sunday.
On that day, the sun was like fire, the sun was like a huge fireball, roasting the earth, and even the wind was warm. The grass bent down in the high temperature, and the bud bowed its head in the high temperature ... In this furnace-like weather, two figures came to the front of the bookstore. These two people are me and my classmate Yu Fang. Just as we were about to lift our feet into the bookstore, a word stopped us both at the same time.
"Good people, give me some money!" An old saying came to my ears. After listening to this sentence, I couldn't help frowning and pouting, showing an expression of disgust. I thought to myself, there is no way to lie to me again. Last time we went to the botanical garden for a spring outing in the whole grade, I was cheated by a beggar's grandfather for five yuan. I was half angry when I learned from others that he was a liar. I think this man must be a liar again. Thought of here, I pulled Yu Fang's clothes and motioned for her to go.
However, Yu Fang did not leave. Her face showed sympathy, shook her head and said, "The old man is so poor. Let's give him one yuan each! " Say that finish, Yu Fang took out a dollar from his wallet and prepared to give it to the old man. I grabbed her arm and looked wretched. I told her about the last time I was cheated. Hearing this, Yu Fang's face slightly angry. He first gave the old man one yuan, and then said to me, "Look how poor the old man is. Besides, not everyone is a liar. We should respect every old man. "
After hearing what Yu Fang said, I immediately blushed. Yes, let's care for every old man and let people have true feelings everywhere.
There is truth everywhere. Mr. Gorky once said: "Reading a good book is talking to many noble people." And there is such an outstanding "person" around me, that is, the Grass House edited by Uncle Cao Wenxuan. Every story, sentence and word in this novel is very tearful. It guides me, inspires me and makes me understand a lot. ...
This book tells the unforgettable six-year primary school life of the little boy Sang Sang. He always likes to do something exaggerated. But six years of primary school life made him unforgettable. In these six years, he has experienced countless touching stories: the pure true feelings between these men and women, the pure friendship between classmates ... From these stories, he understands that kindness, dignity and tenacity ... have planted the seeds of "love" in his heart. All the characters described in this novel have their own characteristics and personalities. The childlike nature of the bald crane, the sensible cleverness of the paper moon, the love between Bai que and Jiang Yilun, the persistence and kindness of Grandma Qin and the growing experience of Xima all made me feel the touching story in the thatched cottage. ...
This book attracted me magically. Seeing that Sang Sang was terminally ill, I was worried that Sang Sang would die. In order to cure Sang Sang's illness, Sang Sang's father traveled all over the country looking for famous doctors. Everything pays off. On the basis of failure, Sang Sang's father found a famous doctor and cured Sang Sang's illness. I was very happy when Sang Sang recovered. I'm happy for Sang Sang.
Reading and reading, my mood is so ups and downs, and I often share joys and sorrows with the characters in the story, the melancholy of teenagers and the laughter of adults, so that I am also at that simple age; Being in the colorful canna; Being in the wormwood full of medicinal flavor ... I recall the metal sound of thatch in my ear. What I see is the pure scenery of the countryside, with quaint and noble thatched houses.
The Grass House is so worth reading. It educates and inspires every one of us. We should look for the password to open the door of life from this "teacher" and try our best to understand the philosophy contained in life. ...
True love is everywhere, which is the spring breeze of the world; Love is the source of life ... love will last forever!
Today, the school announced a news that shocked all the teachers and students. A fifth-grade student in our school, Yang Guangyi, has diabetes. It is said that their family is poor and their parents are divorced. His mother supports him by selling newspapers. He is very sensible and filial, and often helps her with housework. At school, he got excellent grades, served as monitor and managed his classmates well, and was deeply loved by teachers. Now, he is entangled in the disease. He has to take insulin twice a day, which costs a lot of money. His mother's boss gave them all his mother's salary for a year, and the school began to mobilize us to donate.
As soon as the news came out, our class boiled and began to talk. Some said, "Pity him!" "Someone said," well, what can he do in the future? "
The news was released in the morning and the class began to donate money in the afternoon. When I came to class, I saw all the students around the students who received the money, scrambling to pay the money, just like fish grabbing food in the park. Some donated 10 yuan, some donated to 20 yuan, and some donated to 50 yuan. Seeing the students like that, I'm really happy for Yang Guangxie.
My heart began to entangle: Yang Guangxie's illness is very serious. Should I donate 10 yuan or 20 yuan? For each of us, we need not only money, but also love, encouragement and courage in difficult times. So donating more and donating less does not exist. The important thing is that you have love. Later, I decided to donate to 20 yuan. ......
When we saw that Yang Guangxie's mother had received the money, the hearts of all the teachers and students in our school were finally put down, thinking: Yang Guangxie's illness can be guaranteed for some time. In order to thank all the teachers and students in our school, Yang Guangxie's mother presented a banner to our school, which read eight glittering characters: true love is always there, life is like a song. Looking at this banner, my heart is as sweet as honey.
We hope that Yang Guangxie will live bravely for five years, because there are true feelings everywhere in the world!
True feelings are everywhere. There is a kind of love called touching, touching you, touching me and touching others.
Staring at the looming scar on my arm, tears suddenly filled my eyes, and the shadow of that aunt appeared in my mind, a thin face. ...
On the day when I was about six years old, I skipped along the road. Unexpectedly, an electric car passed by me and cut my arm deeply, but the owner ignored me and ran away. I burst into tears because it hurt so much. When an aunt heard this, she rushed over to ask about me. She immediately went to the hospital behind my back. My aunt talked with me all the time, which diverted my attention and relieved my pain. When I arrived at the hospital, my aunt was very busy. I went upstairs and downstairs, registered and took medicine quickly. I got treatment soon, but my aunt was too tired to breathe.
When it comes to sewing, my aunt is afraid that I can't help but feel pain, so she keeps talking to me and encouraging me. Sewing and sewing, I feel something is wrong. I looked up and found that menstruation's forehead was soaked with sweat, his face was dripping with sweat, and his lips were slightly white. Every time I sew a needle, her lips shake, and her hand still holds mine tightly, as if it were her instead of me. I laughed at her in my heart at that time. I didn't do any of this. How can my aunt be so scared? But I didn't know my aunt was worried about me.
After sewing, my aunt took me out. Who knows, God was determined to pity me, and it began to rain. My aunt took off her coat and put it on for me. After asking my address, she took me home in the rain. After explaining the reason to my parents, I left in a hurry. Half a ring, I just came to my senses, and tears welled up in my eyes. Looking at my aunt's distant back, I whispered: thank you, aunt.
Although many years have passed, it still happened like yesterday. It always reminds me that there is truth everywhere in the world.
I go to my mother every year and ask her to take me to the seaside. No, this year, something happened that impressed me deeply.
That day, I went to the seaside and the hot sun almost dried me up. My thirsty throat is smoking, so I asked my mother to buy me a bottle of iced coke. My mother told me repeatedly before she left: don't run, just play here until she comes back. If you want to play in the water, warm up first and then go down. But as soon as my mother left, I forgot what my mother said. I ran east for a while, and then I went west. When I was tired of playing, I immediately jumped into the water. Shit! My leg is cramping. I gritted my teeth and swam slowly, but my legs failed. I haven't swam ashore for a long time. Seeing my painful expression, an old woman swam over in a hurry, helped me ashore, and then gave me a careful massage and relaxation. Alas! Fortunately, I met a kind person to help me, otherwise if my mother came back late, I would really die of pain. At this time, I inadvertently caught a glimpse of the sweat on grandma's head. The old man patiently massaged me again and again in the scorching sun. She is so amiable and approachable. I said, "Thank you, Grandma." Grandma smiled and said, "You're welcome. By the way, where is your mother? " I said, "My mother went shopping. She may come soon. "
Ha! Speak of the devil and he will come! My mom's here. My mother saw my grandmother give me a massage and asked, "Li Bo, what's wrong with you?" I said, "Mom, I just had a cramp in my leg in the water. It was this old woman who saved me. " My mother thanked grandma again and again, and we started talking. During the conversation, I learned that the old man is a nearby resident and comes here to play every day. Her children have all gone out to work, and she is lonely. This time, my mother and I made her feel a sense of intimacy and intimacy.
The old man is so kind, I will help others selflessly like her in the future. Because "people" means supporting each other, we should support each other, care for each other and help each other, so that people everywhere are full of true feelings.
There is truth everywhere. The world is full of true feelings. As long as you observe with your heart, you will find true feelings and love.
I remember that Friday morning, we all went out to physical education class and ran for a while. A few minutes later, we were all sweating and panting. Finally, when it was time to break up, we all rushed to the toilet at a speed of 100 meters, washing our faces, gargling and everything. Of course, water polo, which is popular now, is indispensable. Water polo, water polo, as the name implies, is of course a balloon filled with water. We played a prank with some water polo. Don't be angry if a water polo blooms on your head.
In a short time, several transparent giant water polo balls were made. I just wanted to go out to play water polo, but others didn't take the water polo well and fell to the ground. I lost my footing and fell sideways. You know, our toilet is ceramic tile. When it gets wet, we can simply "skate" on it. Although I subconsciously grabbed the pool next to me, I still fell, grinned, and cold sweat flowed down like a stream, and even some places were unconscious.
At this time, several classmates saw me and quickly pulled me up, but I was bored all over. How can I stand up? When my classmates saw that I couldn't get up, they put the clothes I just took off under me to make it softer. At this time, more students found me and ran over. After asking the reason, some went to report to the teacher, and some were still watching me. I was so moved to ask this question that my classmate Wang Yonghao even asked me where it hurts and gently rubbed it.
Soon, Mr. Kong came here. She helped me up slowly and walked slowly to a stone bench. Just now, with the help of my classmate Wang Yonghao, my pain has obviously improved a lot. You can go now. On the bench, Mr. Kong asked me to move my legs and arms slowly. At the beginning of the activity, the place where I fell began to let me breathe air directly. That is a kind of pain. Not long ago, I fell on my coccyx and fell just right. I didn't expect to fall on it again. What bad luck. I thought to myself.
At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of my eyes. It was my father. Every time I fall and bump, he is the first one. Here we go again this time. I saw worry on his anxious face again until he took me to the hospital. ...
There are true feelings everywhere in the world. As long as you observe carefully, you will find the true feelings in the world around you.
Love is simple. A word, a hug and a gift are all expressions of love. However, the love hidden in my heart is just a fragrant sesame seed cake.
Recalling the past, the incident is fresh in my mind.
I followed my mother back to my grandmother's house. On that day, my mother and grandmother had something to do. When they left, they specifically told me to take the key. However, when I got home after playing, I found that I had forgotten my key.
I leaned against the door, thinking about the food my mother prepared for me, and thinking about my favorite program that will be broadcast soon ...... Alas, forget it. Who can blame this? I can only blame my carelessness.
"Sell baked wheat cake, sell baked wheat cake!" With a shout, I went outside curiously. Ah, it turned out that an uncle in his forties was selling sesame cakes. His black hair is mixed with some white hair, and his bright eyes are like a black gem. His mouth is bent into a crescent moon, and his smile is so charming. His hand is on a board, and there are some biscuits on the board. Those biscuits look so attractive and chubby. You squeeze me, I squeeze you. So cute! Smell it, and it's a little sweet. I swallowed, touched my screaming stomach and touched my empty pocket. I have to go back to the yard.
That sweet taste tempted me and brought my heart into a world of delicious food. I followed the fragrance to the door again, and I really wanted to eat it.
My uncle who sells baked wheat cakes seems to have noticed me and said to me, "Little girl, are you hungry?" ? Here, take it. "He casually handed me a biscuit." But I didn't take the money ... "I said." It's okay. Enjoy your meal. Don't be hungry. Eat quickly! "Before I can react, hot baked wheat cake has been put in my hand. I feel very warm, which not only warms my heart, but also warms my little hand.
I gulped it down until my mother came back. She asked me how this sesame seed cake came from. I pointed to the door and said, "My uncle who sells baked wheat cakes gave it to me." But the door was dark and lost its original light. Uncle left here.
In my ear, in the distance, my uncle's voice rang again. I know he must be passing this love on to more people and let more people know that there are true feelings everywhere in the world!