That moment warmed my heart 1 Everyone in the world is always warmed at that moment, and I am no exception. What is fresh in my memory is that Saturday afternoon in the second half of the third year of junior high school.
My mother and I came home from the library that day and arrived at the gate of the community. My mother asked me to go upstairs first, and she stopped the car. Because it is a newly borrowed book, I can't wait to read it while walking. Suddenly, there was a loud noise and I was hit. At first, I thought it was ok. Later, I felt my face wet, so I touched it with my hand. Ah, why is it all blood? I ran to my mother crying. My mother was frightened at first sight, so she quickly pushed the car out and took me to the Chinese medicine hospital. The doctor looked at my wound and said it was too big to need stitches. I cried as soon as I heard it. The doctor's uncle comforted me: "it doesn't matter, my child, sewing doesn't hurt." I'll help you disinfect the wound first. " Then he said to his mother, "The needle here is thicker, because it is on the face, so I suggest going to Nantong Eye Hospital, where the needle is thinner and the chance of leaving a scar is smaller." My mother listened to the doctor and quickly took me home to call my father. My father happened to know a doctor in Nantong Eye Hospital. Then we went straight to Nantong, arrived at the hospital, and soon found a doctor. The doctor's uncle is very beautiful He comforted me after knowing that I was reading a book when I was walking, and said, "Little friend, you can't see a book when you are walking. Be careful, I almost hit my eyes, which is very dangerous. " Then he took us to the operating room, and the doctor let me lie on the operating bed. He skillfully disinfected me and comforted me: "Don't be afraid of children, it doesn't hurt at all. At this moment, my face stung. It turned out that my uncle was giving me an anesthetic and began to sew me up. I feel itchy when sewing needles, but I don't feel pain. One minute, two minutes, half an hour, one hour, two hours, the operation is finally over. The doctor's uncle told me carefully: "Change the dressing on time, and the wound must not get wet. Remember not to eat spicy seafood. At this stage, we should pay attention not to eat foods containing pigments, such as soy sauce, cola, chocolate, colored candy, etc., and try to eat lightly, so that even if scars are left, the color will be relatively light. In addition, the wound may be infected during the healing process, so we must pay attention to timely disinfection in the later period to avoid it. "Before the doctor's uncle finished, my tears ran down hard, because at this moment, I was completely warmed by the doctor's uncle's words.
The doctor's uncle dutifully helped me complete the suture operation and told me so many precautions after the operation. At this moment, he warmed me and made me less afraid. Since then, I have regarded the doctor as one of my ideal careers when I grow up, because I also want to pass this warmth on to others!
That moment warmed my heart. The feeling of love is sweet and natural, and the feeling of being loved is very happy.
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Misty rain, drizzle seeps into the heart. A comfortable feeling came to me. Walking in the rain is very comfortable!
Looking at the blue sky, I reluctantly walked into my tutor's home. Time always passes in a casual moment, and school will be over in half an hour. Who knows, just then, "the weather is unpredictable", suddenly it rained heavily with a bang, but I forgot to bring my umbrella.
After school, although it rained heavily, other students were picked up by their parents. Their sweet smiles tell me that they are very happy to feel loved. I got up the courage to call my mother, hoping that she could pick me up and take me home. Let me be sweet once, and let me be willful after being trained by my mother for so many years. Who knows, she said firmly, "I am very busy, and I will go back when the rain stops!" " ""But I have to go to school tonight ... "
Before the words were finished, there was a beep on the other end of the phone ... A feeling of abandonment came to me, as if laughing at me as an abandoned child, and no one wanted me anymore. ...
From 4: 00 to 6: 30, my mother finally came over under my cry, but I was not as excited as expected. I went downstairs angrily. I deliberately pretended to be angry with her and didn't call her. I looked down and got on the bus without looking at her. ...
When I got home, I got off and parked the car, only to find that there was no umbrella in my mother's car. "Well, I finally got out of the rain," I muttered. "Come-"My mother took off her coat, put it on me and her, and surrounded me with her strong arms holding clothes. A warm feeling welled up in my heart, and I smiled sweetly. I only felt that love was around, but maybe I was too eager to get it. The joy of being loved is like the spring breeze blowing into my heart. I looked up, suddenly.
Although my clothes are all wet, I feel an unusually hot heart under this cold coat. Tears gently slide down my face and blend with the rain. ...
At that moment, her arms were warm. Up to now, she still has residual heat in her heart. Only then can I understand that the feeling of love is sweet and the feeling of being loved is very happy. Only then can I know that love will never be absent ...
That moment warmed my heart. As time goes by, many people and things are gradually blurred in my mind. However, I have a beautiful and kind big sister, and I will always remember her beauty.
One day the year before last 1 1 month, I went home by car from my grandfather's house alone. Maybe it's too cold. As soon as I lay in the chair, I fell asleep. If I didn't sleep well, I slept, and I overslept unconsciously. Suddenly, as soon as the driver braked, I was awakened. I looked around, got off in a hurry, and wandered in unknown places. I suddenly woke up and found myself lost. I don't know when I walked into a dark alley. I glanced at the surrounding environment-several dark walls, weak street lamps and a green trash can. I squatted there helplessly sobbing softly, and I had no strength to walk anymore. After a while, I don't know if God has blessed me. An elder sister happened to pass by here. She accidentally found me crouching there, didn't know what I was doing, and came to ask me what was wrong. I looked up, and I was a stranger, even more afraid. I quickly took two steps back. The elder sister seemed a little scared when she saw me, and kindly explained to me, "Little sister, I mean no harm. Can you tell me what happened to you? " She saw traces of crying on my face and asked me if I was crying. I quickly wiped my face with my sleeve. She took out some paper towels from her handbag to help me wipe my tears, saying that it was cleaner to wipe with paper towels. I seem to be moved by her words and deeds. Tell her my home address. She was silent at first, and then her frowning brows suddenly spread out. She smiled at me and said, "Well, I have been to that place before. Otherwise, I'll take you home? " Go home? !
I can't wait! I nodded with joy. She took my cold hand and walked forward. When we arrived at a station, we got on the bus. In the car, I kept an eye on her. It was a long time before she found out and asked me shyly, "Little sister, why are you looking at me like this?" Is there something on my face? "She took out the mirror and looked at her face again and again." No, no ... it's just ... you're so beautiful ... "I looked down after I said that, for fear that she would see me blush like a tomato." She didn't speak, just smiled at me. When I got home, my excitement could not be expressed in words. I just want to say "thank you" to her, but when I turn around, she has gone far away in the sunset. After a few days, I still miss her: elder sister, you are so beautiful! You are not only beautiful in appearance, but also contains a beautiful and kind heart! Suddenly, there was a warm wind blowing head-on. I really hope this gust of wind can convey what I just said to that big sister!
I didn't have time to say thank you to that big sister, which became a lifelong regret. But I haven't forgotten her. She let me know that helping others is the basic principle of life, which makes me even more moved! It was very cold that winter night, but my heart was much warmer because of my big sister.
That moment warmed my heart. There are many things that can move us, including the concern of parents, the guidance of teachers and the friendship between classmates. What I'm talking about below is the friendship between classmates.
One day, I only got more than 70 points in the exam! Then, it was lunch break, and I ate my meal. Because I was not in the mood, my classmates all ate. I just ate half of it. I went to the door and got a fright. The lunch box was taken away by my uncle in the canteen. Where should I put my lunch box? I walked back to the classroom sadly. Suddenly, a classmate stood in front of me and said, "Don't be sad, I'll send the box lunch to the canteen!" " "He grabbed the lunch box from my hand and ran to the stairs. I have no choice but to return to my seat and wait for him to come back.
Twenty minutes have passed. Why hasn't he come back yet? I began to worry about him. Just then, the door creaked. It was him who came back. He was so dirty that even a button on his coat fell off. I asked him in surprise, "What's wrong with you?" He said: "nothing, just accidentally fell." At this time, a warm current welled up in my heart. He knelt down and brought me a box lunch. My gratitude to him can't be described in words, and that moment warmed my heart.
Have your hearts been warmed by others? If so, please tell me.
That moment warmed my heart. That moment was not erased with other memories, but was deeply imprinted in my heart.
This matter has to start from my third grade.
On that day, as usual, all our classmates were quietly taking Chinese remedial classes. All the students in the class are doing their homework, and the voice of writing "rustling ..." sounds like a silkworm baby eating mulberry leaves and spinning silk. I write my homework quickly, so I have to hand it in. I trotted all the way. The students in the first group have just finished their duty, and the ground is polished brightly, as if it were a wet and bright mirror, and as if it were a clear lake, reflecting on us. When I realized that I should walk to prevent slipping, I fell to a big party. This fall not only caused unbearable pain in the ass, but also scratched a hole nearly one centimeter long in the left ear across the corner of the table. The classmates next to me saw it and quickly helped me up. I was very moved, thanked him, and then thought that he should never tell the teacher that my ear was cut off. He once gave the teacher trouble: the teacher not only made up lessons for me, but also helped me solve the contradictions among my classmates. I hope he won't tell the teacher that I hurt my ear this time. However, contrary to expectations, this classmate rushed to the teacher and said, "Teacher, Feng Jiabao is injured." Hearing this, the teacher hurried to take me to the school doctor's office. After simple treatment by the school doctor, my pain has been relieved a lot, but it is still dull. I thought to myself: When did I have an indissoluble enemy with God? Why does it still hurt so much after all the medicine? The teacher seemed to read my mind and led me to the office. I see, it is necessary to call my parents. At this time, I noticed that the bean-sized, crystal clear sweat rolled down from the teacher's forehead. Only then did I know how hard the teacher worked. Teachers are like hardworking gardeners, carefully cultivating and caring for the flowers of our motherland. After the phone call, I also found that we were carefully nurtured. People who take care of us are not only teachers, but also our parents. 15 degree weather, my father came to pick me up. He caught a cold, and I finally felt how happy we were, with teachers taking good care of us and parents taking good care of us. Our success and harvest are inseparable from teachers and parents.
It was that moment that warmed my heart.