In winter, I put my hand in my pocket to keep warm, but the gap in my pocket always lets cold air in. But in life, warmth is actually simple.
I remember when I was in the third grade, my mother worked overtime until nine o'clock every day. It was so cold in winter that my mother carried me home. In winter, the days are short and the moon comes out. Silver moonlight sprinkled on the road, as if the ground was frosted. I sat in the back seat, huddled up with cold, hugging my mother. The cold wind roared, and I shrank even tighter. My mother noticed my movements, so she stopped the car, took off her coat and put it on me. I quickly said, "I'm not cold, not cold." Mother didn't say anything and continued to walk home. I am wearing a coat, but it is not cold. Mother is only wearing a small coat. I couldn't help saying, "Mom, you can wear it. I'm really not cold. " Mom said, "I'm not cold either. You wear it. It is not a trivial matter to catch a cold. " Say that finish and speed up. Seeing that my mother refused to wear it, I gave up the idea.
Finally home. I got off the bus and took the schoolbag from my mother. I accidentally touched my mother's hand-it was so cold! Mom is so cold, give me your coat! At that moment, I suddenly realized that warmth is actually very simple-just a coat to wear.
Writing on the topic of warmth 2. A faint smile makes me feel more cordial; A white lie deeply touched me; A warm word, but I still remember it. I can't forget it.
I remember that day, my cousin and I were playing games. Suddenly, grandpa had a headache, and mom and dad didn't dare to neglect him, so they took grandpa to the hospital in a hurry. The results of the doctor's examination made me feel like a bolt from the blue: "I have a brain tumor on my head, ranging from half a year to a month. I'm afraid I won't live long." Mom was very sad, and asked me not to tell grandpa, for fear that he would be sad. Although I pretended to be innocent in front of my grandfather, he still saw through my mind. Pull me to his side and say, "Xiaoyu, after grandpa has left, you must study hard and be a useful person to society when you grow up!" " "I cried and said," Grandpa, don't go, I will be fine in the future. " Grandpa sighed and made no answer.
After a few days, grandpa began to lose his mind and didn't know anyone. But as soon as Grandpa sees me, he will kindly say, "Girl, you are here. When I get well, I'll take you to Shanghai and buy you a lot of delicious food! " "My heart trembled and tears could not help flowing down. Recalling the past: as soon as school was over, grandpa took my schoolbag to KFC to buy me hamburgers. Watching me munch on hamburgers, grandpa's face was filled with happiness. But now, everything has changed.
"You must study hard and be a useful person to society when you grow up!" Grandpa's warm words are like a bright light on the sea, guiding me to the road to success!
Writing with warmth as the topic 3 Kindness is a subtle touch, and kindness is a real quality. Warmth is when a friend brings you a stove in winter and someone helps you in summer. The combination of kindness and warmth is unspeakable beauty.
One summer night, my mother and I were walking and chatting in the park. There is a boy with a fishing net in front. He is still squatting on the ground, and his mother and sister are sitting in chairs. I don't know what will happen. I just imagine ordinary social things in my mind.
There is an uncle and aunt in front of us. When they came to the boy, uncle suddenly squatted down. I misunderstood in my mind that my uncle is the boy's father, but what is in front of me is simply wrong! I was really moved by this scene.
It turned out that the boy caught an animal with a fishing net. Neither he nor his mother dare to pick up the bucket, but they must hurry home. Seeing this, my uncle helped the boy. My mother couldn't help slowing down, and my uncle soon caught the animals. Neither my mother nor I saw any small animals. Coincidentally, the boy's mother is a friend of his parents.
At this time, the aunt sitting in the chair said to the boy, "Say thank you quickly", and the boy said politely. Uncle smiled and left with a strange aunt.
There were many pedestrians in the park, but my uncle helped the boy. It's just a small thing, but it still warms others. The distant back of my uncle and aunt is deeply imprinted in my heart, very touching and warm.
Each of us wants to be loved and cared by others, and we all need warmth. In fact, in our life, a short sentence and a casual action can make us feel warm, and we do. If we can do this, we will feel warm everywhere.
Because I like warm feeling, I will try my best to make people around me feel warm, so I will feel warm, too.
Say more warm words at ordinary times. Say hello to your hard-working aunt or uncle when you buy something. After shopping, you should say thank you politely. If you need an aunt or uncle to climb up and get it, you must say something considerate, such as: be careful. Just a few words can keep people warm for a long time.
Usually do more warm movements, lend a helping hand when someone falls, and hand over their pens when someone is short of water ... These are just a few simple movements, but they can keep people warm for a long time.
We all like the warm feeling. If we talk more about warmth, or do more warm actions, or have a warm look, we can convey warmth. This is a happy thing. Because I like warmth, I hope I can bring warmth to others.
There are many kinds of warmth in life, and different warmth gives people different feelings. That time, I really felt the warmth.
It was a quiet night. My parents went on a business trip and didn't come back when I was going to sleep. I want to sleep, but I don't know where the quilt is. I have no choice but to lie down with my clothes. The cold wind blew at me like a sword piercing my bones. I was too cold, so I tried to huddle up. I have been waiting for them to come back, but after a long time, the door is still indifferent. Gradually, I entered the dream, and a snowy mountain appeared in front of me. I was lying in the snow, and the cold was eating away at my body. When I was freezing, suddenly, the sun came out and shone warmly on me, and the snow-capped mountains next to me gradually disappeared until they disappeared without a trace. I warmed up slowly and my curly body stretched out. After that, the warm sunshine has been shining on me, and I can't feel cold anymore.
I woke up in the morning and found myself covered with a warm quilt. It turned out that when I was asleep, my parents came back and they covered me with a warm quilt. No wonder I feel something flowing in my dream. At this moment, I feel extremely warm.
This is not an ordinary quilt, but a quilt that gives me great warmth, a quilt that discourages the cold, and a quilt full of love. This is my warmth. What about you?
There is a small shop selling mutton skewers in front of my house. Every winter, my sister and I beg my father to buy us mutton kebabs, and my father always agrees.
At the door of the store, my sister and I each picked a bunch and started tasting as we walked. At first, the kebab was very hot, so we could only smell its fragrance, look at its brown and black color and appreciate it, but we were afraid to taste it. After a while, the kebab was still very hot, but I was ready to eat. I looked around my mouth gently, and then I took the first bite. At this time, the mutton kebabs, like the water sprayed when the water polo exploded, filled my mouth instantly and made me feel the fragrance and taste of the mutton kebabs. As soon as my appetite opened, I put aside the requirement of eating and began to eat. Those five or six pieces of mutton became something in my stomach in an instant. At this time, I found that all the seasoning powder of mutton skewers was smeared on my face, forming a small pockmarked spot. Suddenly, I burst out laughing.
Sometimes we turn to miss the road we have traveled and look forward to a better life, and gradually feel that the past years have lost their original colors. My heart is slowly deviating from its original direction, be quiet. Lying down, full of thoughts, is quietly going your own way, catching up with the original road, or enduring the oppression of reality, going that boring and monotonous road and feeling lost.
Maybe I used to be so strong and full of expectations for the future, but with the passage of time, my original reverie was shattered. I didn't know where the road was under my feet or what my inner direction was. An empty heart, like a glass bottle not filled with water, is so vague.
Draw your appearance, but you can't write your wet mood for a long time. The order I wrote is already the shadow of time. It is so painful to peel off the failed smile. Some past events are painful to hit on the body, but hitting on the heart is a dream, and dreams are always just chasing and running on the road.
There is a song that says: Everyone has his own sky and flying wings. In his hands, everyone has a treasured picture in his heart, accompanying me through spring, summer, autumn and winter. ............................................................................................................................
In the end, all the ideas became inevitable and went with the flow. Perhaps, the time flowing through our fingertips has given us another thing-the future.
The sky is dark and desolate, and there is no sunshine. I wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket and walked home against the biting cold wind.
It's already1February, and the lowest temperature is only a few degrees Celsius. I rubbed my cold unconscious hand hard and put it to my mouth to keep breathing, trying to warm my hand. Suddenly, there seems to be something in my hand, so warm that I can't help holding it in my arms. I looked up and met my mother's gentle eyes. I smiled, and so did she.
"Hoo-"The cold wind was still blowing. I put down my pen and looked at my watch, guessing that it was about time. I touched the electric heating treasure in my arms, but it was not as warm as it was at the beginning. I found the charger, plugged it in and went back to do my homework. I could feel my mother's eyes staring at me until-
There was the sound of a motorcycle in the distance, and my mother, who had not moved for a long time, stood up. Sure enough, my father came back. I took a look at the electric heating treasure, and it was as warm as when my mother first gave it to me. Dad came in, and I put the electric heater in his arms. He smiled, and so did I. Mom smiled, too. Maybe, they all understand.
The wind is still blowing, and our family of three are sitting in the house, quietly eating dinner. Although it is very cold outside, we are all warm, and from the inside out, the heart is the warmest.
There are two kinds of warmth-physical warmth and inner warmth. I prefer the inner warmth, because it is a kind of happiness.
Being able to spend the holidays with my parents will make me feel warm inside. Can get the care, help and understanding of others, and feel warm inside; Get good grades in the exam, get encouragement and praise from teachers, elders and classmates, and feel warm inside; ..... the warmth of the heart is everywhere.
When playing with friends, will you feel warm from the heart, so that your whole body will be hot? Do you feel warm in your heart when the family celebrate the New Year together and set off firecrackers outdoors? Even in winter, there is no chill. ..... inner warmth will keep you warm.
So, when you feel warm inside, what do you think of our world?
I will feel that all people are immersed in happiness, there is only one atmosphere in the world-happy atmosphere, and everyone will give me a good feeling, so that the world in my eyes will be better! Therefore, the inner warmth will make you see the world from a beautiful angle and make you full of confidence in the world. ……
I like the warmth inside, just because it will make me more optimistic and confident, to myself and others! So, I remind you to feel warm with your heart!
In the morning, the sky is covered with a thin veil, and the sun looks sick. The weather turned cold and people put on thick clothes.
The traffic in this section of the road at the school gate has been blocked, and the cars have lined up in long queues, and the horns have become a piece. Since the transformation of Zhongshan Street, the road has become more blocked, making it even more inconvenient for us to go to school.
A conspicuous figure appeared in my sight: the yellow-green horse was dazzling outside the gloomy police uniform, wearing a white hat on its head. They are traffic policemen on duty.
Near the traffic police, I can finally see him clearly: a traffic police is standing in the middle of the intersection, his hands are making various gestures, the whistle in his mouth rises and falls from time to time, and the car stuck in the traffic starts to move slowly, moving ... Finally, the road is restored. Big drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and he heaved a long breath, and the white water vapor slowly disappeared into the air.
Traffic police have more than that. They need to do a lot of things: check drunk driving on the street, check speeding on the highway ... they work hard in the hot sun; They worked hard in the cold wind. They came by the wind and went by the rain. I've been busy, running around.
The sky is still so dark, and the sun is just a vague outline. I looked at the familiar figure and felt a warm current in my heart.
Writing on the topic of warmth 1 1 In my life, I will feel warmth everywhere, and it has always been with me.
Once, grandma died and I was sick again. Because my grandmother lived in the country, I never had time to see a doctor, so I never got better. In this way, I took a week off in a row. This Monday, although my illness was not completely cured, I couldn't miss any more classes, so I took my schoolbag and went to school. When we arrived at the classroom, the students ran over and some said, "Zhang Jingxian, we will help you make up the lessons." "I will lend you a class assignment." "I'll give it to you ..." At this moment, a warm thing slowly welled up in my heart.
What makes me unforgettable! My mother and I were shopping at that time. Suddenly dark clouds were gathering, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. My mother and I didn't bring an umbrella, so we had to hide in the hotel from the rain! At this moment, a waiter came and asked us to sit in. Mom said, "We're not here for dinner." But the waiter ignored us, found a place for us to sit down, poured us two cups of hot water and said, "The boss has a rule that people who take shelter from the rain give them a cup of boiled water to warm me up, so that they will feel concerned." Speaking of which, my heart is really warm. After drinking, my mother asked, "How much is it?" "It's free." The waiter said with a smile. My mother and I are very grateful to them.
A cup of boiled water can also make people feel warm, and warmth is really everywhere! As long as you care more, your heart will be warmer.
12 that night, the spring breeze was blowing gently, and I sat on the colorful stone steps with my chin propped up, and suddenly an unforgettable thing came to my mind.
That was after school, because at that time, it was very late, and I ran home with my schoolbag on my back. It was freezing cold at that time. I walked home quickly, and time became faster. Sun's father also gradually went home, and I ran back while it was still bright. As soon as I ran back to the community, it was dark. I went to the pavilion in the community. Some old people and grandmothers were chatting, and I listened. An old woman said, "Alas, time flies. As soon as it was dark, the alley on the other side immediately became dark. I just remembered that I ran away, but it was too late. There are many lights on the dark road. I don't know at that time, some gangsters broke it, and a cold wind blew.
An aunt came out and helped me in, bandaged my wound, sat me down and cooked noodles for me to eat. After a while, delicious noodles were brought out in front of me, and I wolfed them down. Aunt said, "Don't worry, there is plenty in the pot. Be careful. Don't burn it. " Suddenly I became warmer, and my aunt cared about me like my mother. After a while, my aunt said, "You live there and I'll take you home."
Aunt, thank you for taking good care of me. Your warm "bowl noodles" are fresh in my memory and unforgettable.
Writing on the topic of warmth 13 in the complicated world, how many lonely travelers wander around looking for warmth; In the vast sea of people, how many lonely hearts wander around the world, longing for warmth.
In the early morning of early spring, open the window leaves, stretch your arms against the faint sunshine, let the spring breeze gently touch your face like a loving mother's hand, and dispel the boredom and sadness of the long night. Are you happy at this moment? Or in the cold winter, on the snowy wasteland, leaning on the thick shoulders of friends, crossing the distant road persistently and silently, marching towards dawn, so that countless bumps on the road will gradually melt with the melting of snow. At this time, do you enjoy it? Warmth is a feeling, a tacit understanding between nature and people, and a tacit understanding between hearts.
The mountains and rivers are flowing, and the swords and shadows are thrilling; Dedicated to love, forever; In the same boat; Although my body has no bright phoenix wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn ... Throughout the ages, many like-minded people have been warmed by friendship, and warmth is pure eternity composed of countless real and wonderful moments.
Warmth makes people peaceful, happy and happy.
Warmth endows people with mysterious wisdom and divine power.
Warmth brings people closer together. Let the connection between heart and heart become rich and perfect.
People enjoy love in childhood, yearn for love when they are young, live and work in peace and contentment when they are middle-aged, and dwell on the past when they are old … and warmth is the sum of all these, and only warmth is the ultimate pursuit of life.
Writing on the topic of warmth 14 When the meteor passes by, I really want to be by your side and make a wish together.
When the flowers bloom, I really want to be by your side and watch them bloom together.
The rainstorm is coming, and I really want to take a mud bath with you.
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You are warm, you make me strong, smile, study hard and make progress.
My favorite grandpa, how have you been recently? Are you feeling better? I want to be with you and take good care of you.
Images come to mind, and we often quarrel together. I hate you. I hope we can talk peacefully together. I don't know. When I wrote this article, I missed you. You warmed me up.
You won't allow my parents to criticize me or give me money, will you? When I heard you and your parents say that I am the happiest person in the world. I wish I were a bird, so I can fly to see you. You are warm and want to play with you. You are warm, and I want to fly with you.
You are very warm. At this moment, silence, let me send my best wishes to you and stay with you forever. Wish you a happy life and good health.
Writing on the topic of warmth 15 maternal love is great, maternal love is noble, and maternal love makes people feel warm.
My mother is 36 years old and has been living a hard life since 1997 (when I was born). I have been naughty since I was a child, jumping up and down every day and not giving my mother a moment's peace. Now touch the scar on the right side of my forehead. It hurts a little, but it's warm and I feel very happy.
I remember going out for a walk with my mother after dinner when I was about two years old. When we came back, it was very late. My mother helped me to wash before I took a shower. After I took a shower, my mother carried me to bed to get dressed. Because I was naughty, I jumped into bed. I accidentally stepped on my foot and plopped, and I fell off the floor. At that time, my head was bleeding. As soon as my mother saw it, she immediately picked me up and rushed to the hospital. When I went to the hospital, my mother handed me over to the doctor and registered myself. When I was about to have a rest, I heard my crying and came to coax me. After I was anesthetized, the doctor gave me four stitches with thread. I woke up to find myself asleep in my mother's arms.
Every time I think of it, a warm current comes to my mind. Mom is my candle, which makes me feel warm; Mom is my honey, which makes me feel sweet; When I am in trouble, my mother is my guiding light; When I am tired, my mother is my harbor. I love your mother and thank you for giving me infinite happiness.