Friendly topic composition article 1 Buddha said: "A flower is the world, and a leaf is bodhi." Everything in the world, all sentient beings, I find that there is beauty in all friendliness, that kind of harmonious natural beauty, that kind of close and warm human beauty.
I like walking by the pond on campus after lunch. The bright sunshine in the afternoon is full of mature ears of wheat. The circle of willows by the pond has sprouted in this spring, and now the branches are covered with green elves, like a green barrier to turn the pouring sunshine into a little light. The wind glides by and the willow caresses my cheek. I smiled at them in a friendly way. That sweet smile seemed to melt in the leaves, and Ye Er danced more happily.
I like walking on the playground at night. At that time, the midday heat had receded, and the cicada singing continued. White railings, red runways and green lawns are so friendly. Stop, lean gently against the railing and cover your eyes with your hands. "The mountains are getting better every day, and the birds are back." Suddenly I thought of Tao Yuanming's ease and leisure after seclusion. It is because of his kindness to nature that he realized an unparalleled comfortable life.
I like to take the 12 bus home after studying at night. The driver of the school bus 12 is amiable. He always turns on the air conditioner before we get on the bus, and always gently reminds us to be careful on the road when we get off the bus. 12 The students on the school bus are humorous. They will encourage each other in the tense days before the exam. They will also express the feeling that "summer is coming and mosquitoes are dying of heat" in hot summer, which makes us happy. When we get off the bus, they always nod and smile to say goodbye. It was the kindness of drivers and classmates to people that made me feel the coolness of that summer and the closeness between people.
I like walking with my parents every weekend. Laughing and laughing all the way, it seems that the unhappiness and gloom of the week have vanished. Being kind to my parents made me enjoy eternal affection.
Life crushes time and life smoothly like a stone mortar, and a transparent and clear liquid flows out of the hole squeezed by onions. This liquid is called friendly nectar.
Friendly topic composition 2 someone once asked me, what is friendship? I said, kindness and love are good.
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A faint smile, sincere wishes, cordial greetings, kind reminders ... these are the most common small fragments in our lives. In a harmonious society, there is goodness in all beauty, warmth in human feelings and friendliness among people. In fact, friendliness is around us.
I once encountered such a thing: at that time, I was in primary school and lived far away. I go home by bus every day. Once after school, it rained heavily. When I walked out of the school gate, I saw the bus I was going to take coming slowly not far away, so I rushed over, got on the bus without thinking, stood in front of the credit card machine and felt in my pocket, only to find that I was confused, had no bus card and was penniless. I looked at the driver's uncle with an embarrassed face and whispered, "Uncle, I ... I" never mind! "Words are full of goodwill, which makes my original embarrassment and helplessness disappear instantly." Hey! Little girl! Swipe my card! "I was about to walk into the carriage when a warm voice came into my ears. I turned around and saw a kind uncle smiling at me and swiping the card twice. I froze in place and didn't know what to say. I just keep saying thank you He smiled again and said, "You're welcome! I have a daughter as big as you and a little idiot! " I also smiled shyly, and in an instant, laughter filled the short carriage. It was a cool autumn, and it was raining in the air, but I didn't feel cold at all. On that small bus, I felt the friendship, care, love and warmth between people.
There are not only kindness in our life, but also exciting moments among animals. At school, my seat is near the window. There are many ants crawling on the windowsill. Sometimes I climb on the table, which makes people feel bored. Now, however, I have changed my view of them. After a recess, I began to observe ants. One, two, three, huh? I stopped, and an ant seemed particularly discordant, stumbling and acting strangely, alas! There are two heads ... no, no. Looking carefully, it turned out to be two ants, the one below was carrying the one above, and the one on Mi 'ang was dead. Is that ant reluctant to part with its companion? Is it to take him to the place where he once lived? I don't know. Bored, I separated them playfully with a pen. I thought the ant below would abandon his companion. Unexpectedly, he stubbornly picked up his dead companion again this time. I was shocked. Little ants also know how to be friendly and care about their partners. There seems to be a warm current in my heart. ...
In life, many people know that they need friendly warmth and emotional warmth, but they often freeze their good feelings behind a hard mask with unwarranted suspicion. Kindness needs no disguise. It exists in our life. As long as you pay your love, you will receive the goods in a friendly way, which will make you feel warm, just like a cup of tea in your hand. You use it to warm others today, and they will definitely send you a cup of hot tea in the future.
Friendly topic composition 3 I remember that a few years ago, the Chinese teacher read us an article entitled "A kind word warms three winters", and there was a fragment in it, which is still fresh in my memory.
Hoover, a famous American test pilot, flew back to Los Angeles. In the air more than 90 meters above the ground, just two engines failed at the same time. Thanks to his superb skills, the plane landed miraculously. Hoover immediately checked the jet oil. As he expected, the propeller plane he was flying was full of jet oil. When he summoned the mechanic in charge of maintenance, the other person cried with fear. At this time, Hoover did not fly into a rage as everyone expected. Instead, he stretched out his arm and hugged the maintenance man's shoulder. He said confidently, "To prove that you can do a good job, I want you to help me maintain my plane tomorrow." Since then, Hoover's plane has never broken down, and careless maintenance workers have become conscientious and meticulous.
This story is very touching. Although the repairman's fault almost killed him, Hoover, who is kind-hearted, deeply understands the psychology of those who are at fault. When the other party suffers from a serious mistake, be considerate, exercise self-restraint and give unexpected relief to restore their confidence and self-esteem. This is the great power of friendliness. Imagine that if Hoover angrily reprimanded the maintenance worker, or even held him accountable, it would probably completely ruin him. Visible, in the face of the same thing, with two different attitudes to treat, there will be different endings. Friendly, can make big things small, be kind to others and benefit yourself-has Hoover's plane never gone wrong since then? Dealing with anger and even violence often hurts rather than benefits.
Whether you can be friendly to others not only reflects a person's moral level, but sometimes even reflects the quality of a nation. It is reported that in Canada, the same traffic accident can be solved smoothly in less than 2 minutes, and the driver will get off the bus soon. Depending on the actual situation of the accident, the two sides negotiated amicably, and both sides apologized to each other, so in less than 2 minutes, they drove away separately. However, in China, it is difficult to settle disputes without spending an hour. There is a simple reason. Once the car crashes, the driver will put down the window. Whether he is wrong or not, he will swear, get angry in the car and get off the bus to accuse the other party. So the vehicles behind could not move forward, and the drivers honked their horns one by one. Until the traffic police came forward to analyze the responsibilities of both sides of the accident, a storm went away, but the parties often had to exchange a few words to vent their anger. In that case, it won't take an hour or two to be strange. A senior researcher once wrote: "In the competition of 2 1 century, we can still overcome the difficulties in production and economy, and we can catch up with them ... but the national quality is not optimistic even compared with developed countries." In my opinion, not being gentle, not introspective and not being friendly with others is a concrete aspect of our low quality.
Life is a mirror. When you walk to the mirror with a friendly face, you will find that the people in the mirror are also smiling at you kindly; When you face it roughly, you will find that the man in the mirror is also waving his fist at you. Life is alive, please have a friendly heart and keep a friendly feeling!
Friendly topic composition 4 "Mom, let's join hands and go to school happily." The sweet voice aroused the young mother's smile. I stared at the drifting mother and daughter, greedily enjoying the breath of love left in the air.
Looking back, I found my mother coming towards me with a smile. Although it was already dark when I got home from Changsha, I could clearly see the new white hair on my mother's temple and the wrinkles on her forehead. I haven't seen my mother for half a year, and suddenly I found that my mother is much older. On the way home, my mother kept holding my hand tightly, as if afraid that I would lose me as soon as I let go. In the cold wind, I don't feel cold, my palms are warm and my heart is sweet.
When I got home, my father had cooked the meal and my grandmother had been waiting for me at home for a long time. When she saw me, she took my hand happily, looked at me again after asking questions, and couldn't help crying, saying that I was "degraded". Have a big meal, drag your tired body and climb into bed early. In the gloom, my father joked with my mother, "Now the girls are back, and your little hand is back. Be happy!" " "Yes, since she went to Changsha to study, I feel that I have missed my hand and can't bear to do anything.
Mother didn't go on. In fact, I know that every time I call home, my father will tell me about the situation at home. I just didn't expect there was a heart hanging on the other end of the phone, because I didn't know how worried I was. No wonder my mother's face is not as good as before. Thinking about it, I don't know when the pillow towel got wet and fell asleep.
The winter vacation is so long, it's chilly outside, and it rains from time to time, so I'm too lazy to go out to play, so I just stay at home and read and write something. I don't remember the day when a baby came to my house.
I learned from my father that I asked my mother to go to the neighboring countryside to play coal. Coal again? As long as I can remember, this word has become a common thing. My parents have low academic qualifications.
Only by selling labor to make a living, in order to supplement the family, playing coal has become a common choice for mothers. But in such a cold day, my mother has to play coal, and I am not free in my heart.
My mother readily agreed and peeled some rice in a hurry. I always feel cold around the charcoal stove at home, wearing slippers and a thick cotton-padded jacket. Now my mother only adds a thin cotton-padded jacket and a pair of rain boots, and walks there. Because the construction site is far away, my mother runs a short distance. I can't imagine how my mother felt when she put her foot into the cold rain boots. I tried my best to describe her running in the cold wind in my mind: her hair was flying, her face was red, her feet were stumbling and she was panting. Suddenly I feel so powerless and helpless that I can only watch my parents worry about me and suffer for me, but I can't do anything!
Time is always easy to escape. It's past 7 o'clock in the evening, it's opaque outside, and it's raining. In order not to let my mother go home in the dark, I turned on the street lamp. I don't know how many times the minute hand turned, "Dangdang Dangdang", and the wall clock struck nine times. I stood at the intersection and still couldn't see my mother. I pulled my collar, took a breath of air conditioning, and went straight to my heart and spleen. I just stood for a while, my hands were already frozen, so cold that I had to rub my hands. Minute by minute, minute by minute, finally, a man came not far away. Although the light is dim, I can still recognize her figure and recognize her footsteps. When she approached, her whole body was dark, showing only bloodshot eyes and frostbitten hands with raincoats. "How do you stand in the wind and catch a cold?" Mother said with a slight reproach. "Nothing, my parents and I are waiting for you to eat." Mom smiled and said, "Eat first, don't wait for me. Remember to eat more. You have lost weight. I'll go after washing this black ash. "
I couldn't beat my mother and ate my meal. "Girls, help me wipe my back. I'm too old to reach it."
I answered, so I picked up a towel to wipe my mother's back. A familiar picture. This picture has appeared more than once. When I was a child, my mother bathed me like this. I was very disobedient at that time. I always splash water and get my clothes wet. My mother slapped me many times. Now, it's my turn to wipe my mother's back. There is no story of duckling, only an unspeakable filial piety, washing away the coal ash for my mother again and again. Watching my mother eat, my hand with chopsticks was swollen like a radish, and tears of disappointment flowed down, because I had chilblain, and I knew how itchy and painful it was.
The day is over, and it's a long day, which makes me feel like I've crossed a life. The waiting at the door is so long. Lying in bed, remembering my mother's scenes, my heart hurts and I can't stop crying. As the only child in my family, I am the darling of my parents. My parents have done a lot for me in my life: from falling to the ground, babbling, to the present college life, I don't know how much she has suffered, how many tears she has shed, and how much she cares. When I was a child, for me, I sought medical advice everywhere and borrowed money everywhere in the village to treat diseases. I remember my father's memory that I was lying on my mother's back and dying. My sudden shock made my mother weak. God still heard my mother's plea and left me behind, but it made her cry and feel bad. For this family, no matter how hard and tired she is, she has done it. My favorite mother and daughter, when will you really enjoy life?
I have read such a story: a boy and a tree are very good. When the boy was a child, he often sat in a tree and played. In spring, kites are always children's favorite. The boy came to the tree with a sad face. The tree was very distressed and asked, "Son, what's wrong with you?" "I want a kite, but there are no branches to make it." "Then you climb up and choose the best branches to make the tallest kite." The boy was very happy. He climbed up the tree and made a kite out of branches. The kite flew high and his face turned into a flower. Another day, the boy was unhappy again, and the tree asked him why he was unhappy. Finally, he learned that the boy was worried because winter had arrived and there was no firewood at home. So, the tree shook off the leaves again and let the boy get the firewood back. Day after day, the boy grew up, and one day he said to the tree:
"Tree, I'm flying out of the mountain. I want to get out of here. See you later. " So he left without looking back, leaving the tree with infinite loneliness.
Year after year, the boy grew up. Once again, he came to the tree with a sad expression. Of course, Dashu is very happy to see him. Seeing his sad face, his heart ached again and asked with concern, "What's the matter with you, son?" "I'm going to build a new house, but there are no suitable beams." The tree replied cheerfully, "You saw me, so you can build a new house." This time the tree fell down, leaving only the stump. The boy took the box and never came back. Until one day, the boy became old boys and came to the stump with crutches. "I am old, there is nothing for you. Go ahead, son. " The old chap shook his head and said, "I want to be with you." I am old and want to settle down. "
Life is like this. Only when your parents are gone, you will regret it when you go back, but you often leave a tragedy of "children want to raise but are not with their relatives." We owe our parents too much. Whenever you open your palm, the love in your palm is still there, so thick and so sweet. I don't want to get rich, I just want to be filial to my parents. My parents are old. I will cherish every day with them. I want to shelter them from the wind and rain, just like young trees grow up. I want to shelter the old trees from the wind and sand and rain and snow. If life is a hymn, I am willing to write it for my parents. I think, when they are with me, I will wrap my little hand around my big hand and pull them home in the street. When they are dazzled, I will sew clothes, wash pants and make their eyes. My parents are old and nagging. I will chat with them and talk to them. The ancients often said that "sheep have the grace of kneeling and nursing, and crows have the meaning of feeding back." Don't be too hasty in your life. Sometimes you have to stop and wait behind your parents to offer a piece of filial piety, hug them, care for them and warm them. A popular public service advertisement recently interpreted the word family as: Mom and Dad, I love you. Yes, sometimes life doesn't have to be too subtle. How many college students have said "I love you" to their parents? I was born too reserved, but I finally said that sentence. Hearing this sentence, their faces were filled with happiness.
Palm love, why are you so warm? How much do you weigh Why do you never leave?
Love is in the palm of your hand, and you are like an invisible hand, taking me across the hardships of life and leaping over the fog of life. You have given me too much love in your palm. I want to sing a song "Grateful Heart, Thank you for accompanying me all my life, and let me have the courage to be myself". May my parents live a long and healthy life, and may all parents in the world be healthy and happy!
There are many wonderful and happy worlds, so laughter is everywhere, and the diversity of hundreds of millions of creatures constitutes different types of laughter. There is a childlike smile and a friendly smile; A malicious smile, an ironic smile; A grateful smile, an ironic smile; There is also a happy smile after victory; There is a painful smile after failure ... There is a most beautiful and noble smile in the world-a friendly smile.
Friendly Topic Composition 6 "Friendly" is a necessary moral norm in interpersonal communication. If people can deal with all kinds of interpersonal relationships in daily life with the attitude of "being kind to others", our life will be full of sunshine.
If you want to be a happy child and make your side full of joy, treat others with your friendly heart. Then, how to be "kind to others" when dealing with people? First, learn to be tolerant. Tolerance means that when people get along with each other, they can fully understand and understand others and have a broad mind. It's normal for everyone to live together and have a little friction. As the saying goes, teeth and tongue will also "fight", but after the conflict, we should learn to be patient, tolerant and considerate of others, don't haggle over every ounce, and let the conflict be resolved quickly, which is what people often say: "Take a step back and broaden the horizon." So learn to be tolerant and make the surroundings full of joy. Secondly, in daily life, we should learn to say "I'm sorry". If you make mistakes and misunderstandings with others, please sincerely say "I'm sorry" to them. It is far more effective to infect others with your "friendliness" than to argue with each other. In addition, be good at "turning enemies into friends", so that you will have more and more friends.
Each of us wants to live in a friendly and pleasant atmosphere, and we all want to be surrounded by kindness, tolerance and warmth ... This requires each of us to get along well with classmates, teachers and family members and create a comfortable, warm and harmonious living environment everywhere.
Students, let's learn to be friendly to others and make our collective more beautiful and harmonious.