? In my memory, my father's eyes are always full of seriousness, as far as ancient caves and deep alleys. I seldom meet my father, and the time is very contradictory and staggered with my father. Therefore, in order to find a reunion, I pay attention to every moment and cherish every corner of the day. Gradually, my heart was darkened by time.

I long for my father to talk to me and give me warmth. I have been waiting, but the days always flow from my hands like running water.

One morning, I still go to school by bike. At this point, my father should still be asleep. Said goodbye and got on the bus. No one to accompany me, lost climbed into my heart.

Suddenly I felt a powerful force coming at me, and my back was warm, so firm and so strong. I am wrapped in this warm current and can't blow it away.

This force is condensing and forming a shadow in the air. Who is the manipulator of this power? I dare not look back, for fear that this is a phantom, and my eyes will break at the touch. I can only immerse myself in this warmth and speed up my progress.

After keeping warm for a long time, I vaguely felt the firm and powerful fatherly love in my strength.

The next day, I went out with a warm heart. Pedal slowly, unconsciously, I can immediately know the warmth behind me, and I quickly turned my head. Suddenly, the warmth in my heart was shattered, leaving only wisps of hot air rising out.

One morning, my father just came back, gave me a slight sign and entered the house. I began to suspect that the warmth was just a desire in my heart.

Riding on the road, inadvertently looking back, a figure is flashing, it is the father! My heart was surging, and my gloomy heart was suddenly warmed by Ming Che. That energy was taken by my dad, and my dad's face kept popping up in my head.

When I got home, my mother's earnest voice echoed in my ear: Yesterday, your father was so tired that he almost collapsed. My tears rolled down at once, and the warmth in my heart stayed for a long time.

My father left me a deep impression of love, which included deep love flowing into my heart. I am illuminated by this warmth, and I will hold on to this love, for sure!

Chapter 2: Warm moments

? What is warmth? Warm and mutual assistance. What is warmth? Warmth is happiness given in a short moment. What is warmth? Warmth is to keep winter away from cold temperatures.

? It was a cold morning, and I was walking on the road against the cold wind. "Boo hoo ..." A cry floated into my ears under the transmission of the wind. Looking along the direction of sound propagation, a little boy's trousers broke a hole as big as his knee, and red blood stained the broken corner of his trousers, which made him look creepy. I looked around again. There are so many pedestrians, but no one is willing to lend a hand to help him. Can they turn a blind eye? As soon as I took a step, one corner of my sleeve was pulled by a hand. Looking back, it turned out to be a little girl. She said to me, "Sister, don't help him. He is a famous nuisance in our class and always bullies others. " I thought about it and said, "Little sister, he is human after all, and it hurts. Maybe he just did it to prevent himself from getting hurt! " "I said earnestly to my little sister. Little sister seemed to understand the truth, nodded and walked behind me. I looked back at the little boy. He had disappeared, and the moment I turned my head, I saw a thin little girl walking with a little boy trembling and struggling. Time seems to have stopped at that moment. The little girl is obviously not strong enough. A stone at her feet tripped her again. She tripped and almost fell. I rushed to help, only to see that the little girl's forehead was beaded with sweat, as bright as a diamond. But she didn't say a word, and her little hand zoomed in instantly. They are big hands, loving hands, warm hands and selfless hands.

? At this moment, my nose felt sour, and tears immediately rolled down one after another without a source. I was completely moved by this warmth. It turns out that in the cold winter, there can be such a warm moment and such a warm scene! Facing those who stood by, the little girl's spirit was noble, because she didn't run away for my words. She didn't sit idly by like others, but rushed up. That's very fast. Liu Xiang should not be so fast!

? A warm moment, the seeds of love germinate at that moment; In a warm moment, the warm wind at that time floated by; In a warm moment, the distance between us is the same as friendship. Because, in a warm moment, warmth has found a shortcut and passed.

Warm writing moments, warm moments.

The world is beautiful because of help, brilliant because of care, and gorgeous because of humility. On the way to grandma's house by bus the day before yesterday, I saw a warm moment.

After school on Friday, the sky was gray and it was raining in Mao Mao. I came to the station alone, and the platform was crowded with people waiting for the bus, chattering and making noise. I waited for half a century before I waited for a bus that started slower than a snail.

When the bus stopped slowly, the crowd crowded forward. I followed the crowd into the car. "Ding" and "Ding" ... the crisp sound is endless. Suddenly, this crisp voice came to an abrupt end. I looked at the place where I put the coins. It turned out to be a very gentle young man in his twenties wearing a pair of glasses. I saw him anxiously rummaging through his pockets, thoroughly turning them upside down. He didn't find a coin, only touched a five-dollar change. Obviously, this is a passenger who forgot his coin. At this time, he blushed to his ears and said to the driver in a voice lighter than mosquitoes, "Do you have any change?" The driver turned him down coldly. The young man stood embarrassed and didn't know what to do. The people waiting in line behind the bus were impatient, stared at him with mocking eyes and said in a mocking tone, "Hey, your family is too poor to even buy a dollar!" " Do you want us to donate money to you? ! Get off the bus immediately if you have no money! ! ! "The crowd immediately burst into laughter, laughter is full of ridicule. At this time, an old man in his seventies came out of the crowd and said to the young man, "Young man, don't look for it. Broken pockets are more than one yuan! " With that, he took out a dollar and put it in the coin box and gave it to the young man. The laughter stopped suddenly, and the people who laughed at the young people blushed at this time.

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No, I found it on the composition network.

Warm moment: A warm moment

Sunshine warms the earth, spring rain warms the grass, and affection warms you and me.

The ordinary path in the country, with trees and flowers on both sides, is beautiful! Just when people thought it was just an ordinary path, it condensed my precious memories.

That day, Grandpa Sun woke up early, and I was woken up by the alarm clock as usual. I don't know why I didn't get enough sleep today. Usually when the alarm clock bothers me, I have to stay in bed for more than ten minutes. I didn't know the alarm clock had been set until I got up, so I ran out happily and asked them what was wrong, but strangely, they were not at home, and at this moment, my disappointing stomach began to growl ... "I cried. I ran to the kitchen, rummaged through everything and finally found a piece of bread. I think it's too much. I didn't leave breakfast for me, and my father and others disappeared. I secretly kept these unusual things to myself. But after eating the bread, I went for a walk on that beautiful path as usual. Although walking alone is boring, I have always been such a boring person. As I walked, I thought about today's date, "May 27th", my birthday. I was excited and sad because my dad forgot my birthday and no one was there. I got into the grass sadly and cried secretly!

Crying and crying, a familiar voice came from my ear. It is my aunt and my father. It turned out that my father went out to buy me something I like to eat and was going to celebrate my birthday. As they walked, they talked about how to surprise me. My father said, "Let's have a popular party for our children!" " But my aunt has a different opinion. She wants to gather our Chen family into the wild for my birthday. Hearing this, my tears kept flowing downwards. At this moment, I felt warm and my heart melted.

This ordinary path embodies my precious memories, and it will always be the most sacred place in my heart!

Write a 500-word composition "Warm Moment". There is a fire in my heart that will boil every drop of our blood; There is a pool of water in my heart, which will gentle every cell of us. —— Inscription Normal temperature water can flow into rivers and seas; When the temperature is low to a certain extent, water becomes ice and cannot flow when it is fixed in one place; When the temperature reaches a certain level, water turns into steam and leaps into clouds, which not only owns the earth, but also owns the sky. The state of water is determined by temperature, while the state of life is determined by thought. The heart at room temperature is as dull as water and unknown. In this way, the work was only done, everyone just nodded and smiled, and then passed by, and life was dull and comfortable. The cold heart, like ice, is monotonous and desolate, even like a sharp knife. Such a low-temperature mentality, "everyone sweeps his own snow and lets others get cold" is their principle of treating people. They help Dont Ask For Help instead of others. They always look at the world coldly, and they look heartless. Their attitude towards life is negative, and their words are cold and mean. When they freeze themselves, they also hurt others. Only a passionate heart can make you broad. The fervent heart is the heroic spirit of "Shandandan blossoming", Kuafu's persistence in chasing the sun and Lei Feng's enthusiasm for helping others. The blazing fire in my heart, the boiling spring in my heart, the burning years! With confident smile and enthusiastic work, we will light up every moment of life with open fire and warm our hearts with spring water. Cooperate with others, help others, learn from others, get help and appreciation from others, and you will find that your world has become bigger since then. Life is no longer monotonous or ordinary, but colorful. Alive, my heart is burning. Dancing for the success of the Olympic bid, beating gongs and bowls for the women's volleyball team to win the championship, and crying for the task of "moving China". There is a yearning for "but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with the sword", there is a heroic spirit of "the river does not return, and the waves are exhausted", and there is a domineering spirit of "counting romantic figures and looking to the present". Which point doesn't burn and which point doesn't have blood boiling? Passionate heart, flying kites in the blue sky and experiencing elegant happiness. Fiery heart, chewing sour plum at night, with a strong taste. A fiery heart can pour out fiery ideals when it is rainy and sick in June and July. A fiery heart can also pursue the goal of life when the morning is full. A warm heart is a symbol of positive life. The correct temperature of the brain can make water pass through and affect the surrounding heart. A new smile will be like a twist that lights firecrackers. It can make unexpected sounds and produce unexpected flowers. Sunshine in your heart Maybe you have seen fish swim to the shallow bottom and eagles hit the sky, so you are satisfied with the ileum; Maybe you have heard of rushing waterfalls, roaring rocks, sword fighting and iron horse neighing, so you think this is pride and domineering; Perhaps you have personally experienced the vast horizon of wildfire, and the publicity of wildness makes you feel that this is madness! But your quick glance ignores the sunshine, the sunshine in their hearts. It is the belief that sunshine supports the tide and countercurrent, and it is the yearning for blue sky and white clouds triggered by sunshine; It is also the sun that mobilizes the drums of nature, and it is also the sun that plays up the hegemony of tragic heroes; Or the sunshine enriches the wild beauty that can't be harvested. All this is because of a belief-sunshine. The sunshine of a tree is a leaf, because it is green, yellow and green, changing all the time and guarding all the time. When green and yellow alternate, draw faint rings on the gauze of the years. The sunshine of raindrops is dust, because it has spots but is not mixed, and it has unique wisdom. Nourish one heart after another. The sunshine in the blue sky is white clouds, because it embellishes the paradise of dreams and releases the inner beauty. Vastness comes from nature, laughing and sighing human joys and sorrows, sitting and watching human love and hate, and moderately enriching the unparalleled color of life. White clouds fade out gracefully. Flowers are bees and butterflies in the sun, and they are wood elves dancing under the flowers and leaves. They have a deep understanding of catching butterflies through flowers. Flowers are so proud that they have jade fingers that pick flowers lightly, and the elves can't be lighter, so butterflies are born. Because of the sunshine, we are waiting in the endless night sky to see the warmth of the sunshine on the other side, so we have survived one predicament after another in our efforts, which is a physical trauma! Under the comfort of the sun, it has already scabbed and fallen off, so it has strengthened its body and strengthened its will. Because of the sunshine, on a faint rainy night, my wet heart always looks forward to a little tenderness and warmth, so the lonely figure under the cold lamp is pulled into a long line, getting rid of nightmares again and again, and tears flow in my soul! I found sustenance in the gentleness of the sunshine, so I strengthened my faith. You can see, I can hear the faith in the sunshine, and I care for it in my heart. There is a difference between success and failure. I am not discouraged and uncompromising, just because of one belief-sunshine.

On the afternoon of May 12, 2008 14: 28, an earthquake of magnitude 8.0 occurred in Wenchuan County, Sichuan Province, causing many casualties. This sudden disaster undoubtedly gave the people of Sichuan a bolt from the blue. When they woke up to know that there had been an earthquake, countless people had been crushed under the ruins of the building. Sichuan * * * immediately sent thousands of firefighters, armed police, special police and other officers and men to come to the rescue quickly, but the disaster was not as simple as expected. The earthquake belongs to shallow earthquakes, which has brought losses to most areas. Aftershocks occur from time to time, and collapsed buildings are blocked.

That evening, the TV news broadcast the disaster in Wenchuan, and many provinces and cities sent in support and delivered a lot of water, food and donations. All this made them feel love. In this earthquake, many families were broken, many children became orphans, and there were many touching stories.

I saw a scene in the ruins on TV the other day, which shocked my heart!

When rescuers found her under the rubble, she was already dead, crushed to death by a collapsed house. Through the cracks in the piles of ruins, we can see her dead posture, kneeling on her knees, crawling forward with her whole upper body, supporting her body with her hands on the ground, and some of her body bowed like the ancients, but her body was deformed under pressure, which looked a little strange. Rescuers reached through the cracks in the ruins to confirm that she was dead, shouted at the ruins again, and knocked on the bricks several times with a crowbar, but there was no response. When the crowd walked to the next building, the rescue captain suddenly ran back and shouted "Come here" as he ran. He came to her again, struggling to reach under the woman and groping. He touched it a few times and shouted, "Someone, a child, is still alive." After some efforts, people carefully cleaned up the ruins that blocked her way. Under her body lay her child, wrapped in a small red quilt with yellow flowers, about 3 or 4 months old. With his mother's protection, he was unharmed. He was still sleeping quietly when he was taken out. His sleeping face made everyone present feel warm.

The accompanying doctor came to untie the quilt and prepare to do some tests. He found a mobile phone stuffed in the quilt. The doctor subconsciously looked at the screen of the mobile phone and found a text message on the screen, "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you". The doctor, who is used to seeing where you are going, shed tears at the moment. The mobile phone passed, and everyone who saw the news shed tears.

Speaking of which, there must be many people crying for this great mother. Although I can't contribute to this, I sincerely wish the people in the disaster area to unite as one! ! !

I remember one day before school, my mother said it would rain today. I looked out of the window. The weather is particularly sunny. How can it rain? So I didn't bring an umbrella, picked up my schoolbag and went to school. I was about to go home after school at night, when suddenly it really rained cats and dogs outside the window, and the trees on both sides of the road were dangling. When I was standing in the classroom anxiously waiting for the rain to stop, I saw a familiar figure through the rain curtain. It's mom! She looked around the crowd with an umbrella in her right hand. The hateful wind seems to be against my mother, who is struggling in the storm. I quickly walked out of the classroom and waved to my mother. When she saw me, there was a sweet smile on her face. Excited, I threw myself into her arms, and her mother said, "Let's wait, let's go home." "Yes." Along the way, her mother kept throwing umbrellas at me.

Love is like sunshine, it gives us warmth, love is like flowers, it gives us fragrance, maybe a quiet life will make us ignore the love around us, but a look, a gesture and an instant will inspire and awaken love. It will make us feel that love is around, and love is everywhere.

20 12 On May 8th, the front of No.4 Middle School on the north side of Shengli Road in Jiamusi City was crowded with students who had just left school. The car that was parked on the side of the road waiting to pick up the students suddenly jumped forward. Lily, the teacher beside the car, jumped forward. At the moment of pulling and colliding, two students were reborn. She lost her legs forever.

In fact, she can choose: don't move or back. But she chose to move on. Without hesitation, she saved two students she loved with her legs. Lily, a 29-year-old teacher, achieved eternal love with instant choice in this spring. At this moment, everyone was moved by her, and one person touched a city.

How warm and kind love is. When I go to school, my mother's tireless words always ring in my ear: "Be careful on the road, listen carefully in class …" My mother's love is always worrying about my heart; When I did something wrong, my father's hand held my head high. Although he didn't hit me, he was so powerful. My father's love is hidden in his teaching. When I get good grades, encouraging words and approving eyes are teachers' selfless love for me; When I feel depressed because of contradictions, my dear classmates will hold my hand, greet me and hug me. The love of my classmates makes me feel very comfortable. ...

Love is the dribs and drabs of life, although we can't see it. But it is hidden in mother's nagging, father's slapping, teacher's teaching and friend's concern. Because of love, the world is bright, and because of love, the world is warm. We should learn to find love, feel love and return love from an early age.

Hope to adopt, thank you.

Warm moment composition outline

You can find an inscription to attract your attention first.

Then start with metaphor and parallelism, and finally open the theme.

Then you can write some warm examples and pay attention to the present. When writing examples, you can use comparison, instantaneous comparison and long comparison, which can highlight the moment.

Be sure to point out the topic at the end, and finally end with a metaphor of parallelism, which is symmetrical.

This is an argumentative essay.

Narrative, the beginning and the end are the same as above, and the events in the middle can be many, short, short, or try with the title, which is more suitable for the present.

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