On Tuesday, my friend Xiong Zecheng and I waited for the bus at the bus stop next to the school. Time-consuming and laborious, we finally got on the bus. We talked and laughed on the bus. The door creaked open and finally arrived at the station. (My friend arrived) I quickly sat in his seat and sent him a goodbye POss. At this time, an old woman got on the bus, coughed a few times, looked around, and then. Nobody gave up their seats. Just then, my mind was fighting and two little people appeared. A little white man said, "Give up your seat! Didn't the teacher teach you to respect the old and love the young? Besides, it doesn't matter if you stand in front for so long. " "what! Can't you sit down after standing for so long just now? And it's almost the station. Can't you have a rest? " The little black man retorted loudly I stood up, but I was at a loss. Who do I listen to? Besides, I am also a rather shy boy, and I don't want so many people to look at me. "Aren't you a Miyoshi student every year? If you don't even want to do this little thing to help others, what do you judge? " "Miyoshi students will give up their seats! How to make n miyoshi students all over the world give up their seats? Besides, the teacher is not here. Who knows! " "Giving up your seat is a virtue and an opportunity for you to take the postgraduate entrance examination!" "oh! It's wicked not to let it? Haven't you read that article? It is your duty to let go. I'm tired and want to stand. That's really coke. " "alas! Let you decide for yourself! " The little white man sighed. At this time, I stood up firmly, hugged the old woman and said, "Sit down!" " "Thank you!" And smiled at me, and the adults also cast admiring eyes and talked about something in succession. At this time, I felt the happiness of helping others, and a happy expression appeared on my face.
Although it has been a long time, it will never be forgotten in my mind. At that time, I understood that helping others is always happy and straightforward, not shy and hesitant.
Two: On one occasion, my mother and I came back from our hometown and took the No.6 bus. My mother sat in the back row, and I sat near the car door, playing games with my mother's mobile phone.
I was having a good time when the bus stopped and an old man and an old woman got on. However, there are too many people on the bus and there are no seats left. My grandparents had to stand not far from me, and they staggered when the bus started.
The car stopped again, the lights came on, and a few more people came up, making the car even more crowded. At this moment, a young man stood up and said to the old man, "Come and take this seat, and I'm getting off." Grandpa asked grandma to sit, grandma asked grandpa to sit, and the two pushed each other. At this time, a girl sitting next to the young man stood up and said, "You two old people sit together!" " The two old people said "thank you" and then sat down.
The young man has been standing beside me, and I heard him coughing in a low voice. After several stops, he got off the bus By the street lamp, I saw him enter the Armed Police Hospital. Then the grandfather said, "This young man may be ill, but he gave us his seat.". What a good man! "
I feel very ashamed to hear that. I am a young pioneer. Why didn't I give my seat to the old man? After getting off the bus, I told my mother about it. My mother praised the young man and said that I would learn from his good character of respecting the old and loving the young and helping others.
That night, I remembered what my father said to the ancients: don't do it with small evils, don't do it with small goodness. It means that bad things are small and good things are small. Although giving up your seat is very small, it can also reflect a person's moral cultivation! In the future, I will learn from that big brother, start from small things, start from now on, and do more good deeds!
Third: failure is a nasty word for everyone. It means that you must give up in order to achieve your predetermined goal. But it also means different things to different people. Some people think it is an unfortunate experience, while others think it is a valuable experience.