A scene of warm-hearted composition

A scene of warm-hearted composition (27 selected articles)

In our daily study, work and life, everyone has been exposed to writing. With the help of writing, we can improve our language organization ability. So have you ever studied composition? The following is a 600-word warm-hearted composition compiled by Bian Xiao for your reference only. Let's have a look.

Warm heart scene composition 1

On the road of life, there may be sadness and joy, but in the depths of my memory, there will always be that warm-hearted scene.

The stadium of the sports meeting is full of tension, competition and cheers. The winner's name sounded on the radio from time to time was intertwined with the cheers of the audience. My heart is beating "plop" and "plop", as if a deer is constantly jumping from side to side, which makes me uneasy and restless. I will face the 3000-meter runway.

In the blink of an eye, I came to the stadium. In the track and field, there are many experts like a cloud. How humble I am, but the teachers and classmates on the side cast firm eyes on me. When the whistle sounded, I gritted my teeth, clenched my fists and rushed forward. After turning the corner, I found myself in the last place, suddenly restless, trying to push forward, but I couldn't catch up. So, I changed my strategy and prepared to run at a constant speed before the sprint.

"The first lap, the second lap", my physical strength can still support, but countless cold winds poured into my nose and mouth, making me breathless. "On the third and fourth lap", my breathing became rapid, my heartbeat was clearly heard, my legs were numb, and I couldn't wait to fall to the ground and faint the next second.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock", time is passing, but every minute is as hard as a century for me. Finally, on the tenth lap of the eighth lap, the corner of the last lap, I was black at the moment, accidentally fell down, and my hands and feet were wiped with blood. All eyes are on me. Willy-nilly, I quickly got up. At this time, countless applause and screams rang in my ears. The students in the audience shouted "Hang in there" and the teacher cheered me on. I suddenly had confidence and jumped to the finish line.

The scene of classmates and teachers cheering for me on the field made me cry, and it will remain in my memory forever.

On Sunday afternoon, I came to the composition class as usual and sat in my seat. Inadvertently, I looked down and saw a disgusting thing.

When I was about to tell Mr. Wang the materials, suddenly, my left foot was stuck by a disgusting thing. Whenever I see this scene, my first feeling is to spit. I have no choice but to "yield" to it and make a detour.

When I returned to my place, the black sticky thing was wet and became a little swollen, with many footprints beside it. In this class, whenever I see that thing on the lower left, I feel "miserable". Why is it at my feet? What if you are a natural neat freak?

A fourth-grade student walked slowly out of the stairs with a mop. He pushed open the door and swung the mop back and forth to come here. I found that his desk was covered with water and there were overlapping footprints on the floor. Because of these footprints, the white floor is like a "birthmark", which is simply terrible.

He mopped the floor unprofessionally, dragging it around like a child doodling in a doodle book. I let out a cry, "Shen, help me mop the floor, too?" According to past experience, he shouldn't help me. After all, I don't know him very well. Who knows, he came to me without saying anything. I see. He's here to help me. But on the way, he suddenly stopped to chat with a classmate. My heart is cold again, and I silently say, "Look! I knew this would happen. " Who knows, he came to me slowly, holding a mop to help me clean the floor.

I looked at him in surprise and my heart warmed up again. Although it is only a small matter, I don't think many people can do it. I made up my mind that when others are in trouble in the future, I will try my best to help them so that they can feel such warmth today.

Warm heart scene composition 3

Many people think that in this materialistic world, the relationship between people has become indifferent and mercenary, and there is less concern and intimacy between people. I used to think that in this materialistic world, everyone thought of himself, but when I saw today's scene, my thoughts changed.

One day after school, I was walking on my way home in the scorching sun, passing by the town No.3 Middle School. At this moment, I saw an old sanitation man cleaning the street. Because of the high temperature, sweat covered his face and soaked his clothes, but he didn't care and still cleaned it carefully. At this moment, two young men came out of the shop. One of them threw the wrapping paper of ice cream on the street that Grandpa had just cleaned. I thought grandpa would be angry. Unexpectedly, grandpa was not angry, but walked over, bent down, picked up the ice cream packaging bag, and then skillfully threw it into the big white plastic bag next to the garbage truck, and pressed the bag that pressed the packaging bag. Although my eyesight is poor, I can clearly see that there are all kinds of packaging bags in the big plastic bag. But another young man lost another bag in the street. At this time, the shopkeeper came out and said, "Why do you two want to destroy grandpa's work?" It's not easy for grandpa to clean the street! Look, grandpa's clothes are so wet. Do you still have the heart to trouble grandpa? Now, apologize to grandpa! "Hearing this, the two young men blushed, apologized to the old man and ran away." Are you tired? Do you want me to help you? Come in and have a drink. It's very hot. "Said the boss pulled grandpa in.

This scene warmed my heart, and I stood there dumbfounded: it turned out that my opinion had always been wrong. It's not that there are people in this world who don't care about others, but I haven't found them. There is not an iceberg between people as I thought, there is still warmth in the world!

I believe that as long as there are people who care about others in our world, the ice water between people will melt and there will be more warm scenes in the world.

Warm heart scene composition 4

The dim light fell from the sky, and several lonely geese hovered and wandered in the sky. A back block

In front of me. He turned around and his smile was so bright and beautiful.

It was a cold day. As usual, I left school, got on my father's motorcycle and drove home.

The cold wind inside the car is cold, and the uncovered motorcycle looks lifeless and desolate. Before I could zip up, the wind blew my clothes away, just like a Hong Niao with its wings spread out. Father seems to have noticed something. He asked, "Are you cold? There is a coat in the car, put it on. " I looked back and saw a thick down jacket lying quietly in the basket. I seem to have grabbed the straw, picked up my clothes and put them on. I feel that this is a coat with temperature. Suddenly, my body and mind warmed up and a smile appeared on my mouth.

The motorcycle slammed, and the empty asphalt road was smooth and flat.

After a while, a violent pause made me bump into my father's back. He turned and smiled and said, "There is a red light ahead. I suddenly braked. Are you all right? " I was a little angry and said, "Look at this road, there are no cars. What's wrong with running a red light? " His tone is very hard and his attitude is very tough: "This is a red light. If the red light stops and the green light goes, you can't think like this! Wouldn't it be dangerous if someone suddenly appeared? And when the red light is on, you can't leave, which is against traffic rules. "

On impulse, I said something like "I'm going to run a red light". I was ashamed and quickly admitted my mistake. My father was also very tolerant, forgave me, and smiled and warned me not to do that again. His smile is so gentle and beautiful.

After a while, the green light came on. Father started the motorcycle again and we continued to drive in the cold wind. The cold air in the air and my warm heart merged into a warm current, which poured into my heart, and the smile spread on my face. I looked at my father's solid back and broad arms, and my heart was full of gratitude and admiration.

From now on, I consciously abide by the traffic rules and conscientiously implement the "red light stops, green light goes" rule. Whenever I see the red light flashing with red brilliance, I will unconsciously think of my father's teaching full of truth and education.

As the sun sets, my father's teachings have long been remembered and unforgettable.

Warm heart scene composition 5

That morning, I was lying in bed, leisurely brushing Tik Tok, and suddenly I brushed a video. I wanted to skip it, but the number of likes was amazing. I still haven't done it. This video is fresh in my memory.

Under the scorching sun, everyone hid in the room and turned on the air conditioner to cool down. A hunchback grandmother walked on the zebra crossing with crutches. That's just a green light. Because her legs and feet were clumsy and trembling, she walked slowly on the zebra crossing and turned red in the middle. Grandma was so sweaty that she didn't notice that she was standing in the middle of the road. She was at a loss and looked at the cars driving on the road in panic, shaking and hesitating whether to move. The car flashed by and disappeared at once. A car passed by grandma, which was so scary.

I am in a hurry. Why didn't anyone stop to let grandma go first? Why don't you stop and help grandma? My palms are sweaty.

After a long time, a good-hearted man finally came! The white car flickered and deliberately stopped in the middle of the road, with one car behind it and one car blocking the other. The road has become a dammed lake. The owner who was blocked in the road kept honking his horn, rolled down his window and just spoke-the enthusiastic middle-aged man got out of the car, walked quickly to the grandmother and reached out to help her.

The young man riding the battery car also stopped and helped the grandmother cross the road with another owner.

Grandma also stepped up her steps and crossed the road safely.

Two cars drove away and the road returned to normal.

Such a touching scene, many netizens can't help but click the screen twice. Someone said "support positive energy" and "good people are safe all their lives" in the comment area! Some people also scolded the car owners who passed by quickly in the comment area.

The kindness of a warm heart is like a clean stream washing away a little dust, just like a warm stream warming everyone's heart.

Warm heart scene composition 6

Time flies, like a heartfelt song.

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Life is not as gorgeous as a rainbow, as brilliant as a star, or as vast as the sea. But that touch of warmth shocked the warmest place in my heart. Grandma is old, suffering from high blood pressure, a little Alzheimer's disease, and her hands and feet are not flexible. When the rooster crowed for the first time in the morning, as usual, grandpa had already boiled the hot water, twisted the towel and was carefully wiping grandma's cheek. His movements are so gentle, slow and thin, as if to smooth wrinkles.

Grandpa wiped grandma's face and hands, and then took the warm porridge to grandma's mouth spoon by spoon, which was more careful than the young mother taking care of the children. When the first light flashed at night, grandpa had put grandma on the bed. Between morning and night, it is a touch of warmth to accompany grandma.

In spring, in the yard, it is grandparents who enjoy flowers; In summer, under the tree, it is grandparents who enjoy the cool; In autumn, in the field, grandparents are walking; In winter, in the greenhouse, it is grandparents who warm their feet.

The Spring Festival is always lively and festive, not to mention another important event-grandma's 90th birthday. No, the children are busy blowing balloons one after another-red, yellow and pink balloons ignite the happy atmosphere. Joking, laughing and shouting, laughter filled my heart with joy. But grandpa sat there with a bad face, frowning and sipping his mouth. His eyes are full of sadness, which is out of place in this room full of scenes. At this time, the problem sister appeared: "Grandpa, Grandpa and Grandma are only 87, how can they celebrate their 90th birthday?" Grandpa turned his head and didn't answer. He made a comparison with his ordinary grandfather.

Finally, we learned that grandma's health was getting worse every day, and everyone was afraid that she would die before she was 90 years old.

Zhu Dexiao comes first, and that touch of warmth has frozen and warmed my heart.

Warm heart scene composition 7

Time flies, cherries turn red and bananas turn green. In a blink of an eye, I have faded from my innocence in primary school and grown into a young boy. This semester, there are many unforgettable things for me, such as pearls scattered on the ground, for me to pick up, taste and feel. They have enriched my years and nourished my junior high school life.

Looking back, the years are golden. This scene seems to reappear before my eyes.

It was an ordinary school day, but that moment was too unusual for me. Standing at the crossroads, watching cars and buses flash by, my heart is full of helplessness and disappointment with myself. Yes, I saw the bright red 89 on the math paper today, and I knew that a beautiful day was doomed to be broken. I hate that I didn't examine it carefully. I'm tired of getting 89 points on the math paper. I wonder why the math teacher corrected it so early, but nothing can change it. Cross the road and walk in the street. I looked around, looking at the rain dripping from the branches that had just rained, the scattered pebbles on the ground, and the gloomy and humid weather. I kicked the innocent pebbles on the ground and kicked them far away. I hate everything now.

I went downstairs and stood still, unwilling to go up. I was scared, I was scared, and my mother was disappointed and complained when she saw the score. So I stood endlessly, thinking that suddenly, a sweeper came, sweating and exhausted. At that moment, I only heard the phone ring, and I quickly turned to look. I clearly heard what was on the phone. A young girl said, "mom, is everything all right over there?" I may not be able to go home for the New Year this year. " I saw that the sweeper quickly adjusted her clothes and put on a spirit and said to the phone, "Daughter, my mother is doing very well here. You don't have to worry about it. Work hard. "

I don't know why, the tears that have accumulated for a long time at that moment can't help but fall.

This warm-hearted scene made me understand that all people in the world are writing their own lives with sweat, and all people have their own destiny to complete. Therefore, things like failing the exam can only be regarded as a fallen leaf on the road of life, and there is no need to be too entangled and disappointed. Maybe it's our best choice not to make the same mistake again next time.

I'm no longer confused, just hurry home. I know this scene will always be in my heart, printed in my heart, and I will raise the water of hope. This warm-hearted scene will accompany my growth.

Warm heart scene composition 8

Dark sky, bright crescent moon; Broken layers of clouds, faintly shining with stars, illuminate me.

The number on the countdown card is getting thinner day by day, and the pace of the mid-term exam is getting closer and closer. In the room, books and used empty refills are scattered on the desk, and there is a rustling sound of pens. I am buried in my work.

Suddenly, the sound of the pen came to an abrupt end. I suddenly put down my pen. At this time, I gradually became anxious and had no clue. Math problems, like a thick wall, stand upright on my way forward, making my thoughts disappear instantly. I was flustered, grabbed the pen on the table, slammed it on the ground, sighed deeply, looked out of the dark window and stopped thinking.

"Da-da-da", there was a knock at the door. I turned my head slowly and saw my father standing in front of the door.

Holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, he looked at me with a slight smile: "How was your homework? Come, have a cup of tea, feel refreshed, and work harder! " Pass me the tea. I hold hot tea in my hand, and a warm current flows through my palm. I know my father has been weak recently, but when I was about to face the first mid-term exam in junior high school, my father took care of me, patted me on the shoulder and smiled at me. I was unusually warm, drinking slowly and with my father's expectation.

After drinking, I slowly looked up and saw my father smile and say to me, "Each of us will encounter many difficulties at all stages of life, but don't be depressed!" You should think calmly and believe that you can do it! "Say that finish, patted me on the shoulder and walked out the door.

When my father went out, I stared at his back, so thin and haggard, like a broken grass; But my father's strong and straight back is also a strong grass firmly rooted in the ground, blowing in the east, west, south and north! Suddenly, my heart couldn't help but gush out infinite motivation.

I picked up the pen that fell to the ground, looked at the test questions, got up the courage, carefully pondered every key point, and went through countless problem-solving processes in my mind, thinking about every key point that the teacher said. Suddenly, I suddenly realized, suddenly realized, "It turned out to be so simple!" Suddenly, the pen slipped on the paper like oil. This problem has finally been solved!

Warm heart scene composition 9

As a bottle of ink spilled, the sky turned black quickly. Urged by the dark night and empty stomach, I rushed out of school and ran to the platform, feeling extremely anxious.

"Hurry up!" I shouted desperately in my mind and glanced at my watch ―― it's already seven o'clock! The burden on me is like a ghost, pull me back. I rushed forward desperately, but I was struggling. Next to the platform, the door is closing; On the way, I am still trying to run. Looking at the car that has started, even if you try hard, there is nothing you can do, so you have to stop unwilling. Just when I was disheartened, the car stopped again and the door miraculously opened. I had no time to think, so I jumped on the bus and thanked the driver. The driver just smiled at me in a friendly way, but it made me feel very warm.

Stumbling to the back seat, I quickly unloaded my schoolbag with relief, sweating and panting. At this time, I suddenly found that people around me seemed to look at me with a strange look, which made me feel very uncomfortable. I'm unknown so, but these eyes make me uncomfortable. I touched my face at a loss, only to find that I forgot to bring my mask!

"Shit!" I growled in my mind. When I got on the bus, I was in such a hurry that I forgot to bring my mask. I rummaged through my pockets, but found nothing. I searched my schoolbag carefully, but I still couldn't find it. Only then did I know that my mask had been lost. I sometimes clench my fist and my nails are embedded in the meat; Sometimes I bite my lip hard and my face shows anxiety. Tension and anxiety flooded me like a flood. Just then, the conductor came, so I had to bury my head and cover my face with clothes.

The conductor is a big sister. Although wearing work clothes, she is gentle and careful. After I bought the ticket, she seemed to find something wrong with me, read it carefully and then asked, "classmate, aren't you wearing a mask?" I buried my head lower and my eyes were evasive, unable to speak. When she saw it, she left soon. I breathed a sigh of relief and secretly scolded myself for being so confused. I can't believe I forgot to wear a mask.

Just as I was relaxing, the conductor's sister left and came back. My heart thumped, but I closed my eyes and bit my lip, ready to accept the "trial". Suddenly, I heard a kind call and opened my eyes in surprise. I saw the conductor's sister holding a white mask in her hand and handing it to me with a smile, saying, "Be sure to wear a mask in public and make more emergency preparations." This scene is like a spring rain, moistening things silently, and my original worries and anxieties have been resolved by this gentle whisper. This scene made me warm, and I always thanked her from the bottom of my heart.

When I got off the bus, a breeze brushed my cheek. Under the dim light, my heart is full of light, and all impetuousness is dispelled.

Thinking about this scene, my steps become lighter and lighter, one step, two steps.

A scene of warm-hearted composition 10

"Zizi!" The sound of frying eggs came from the stove.

In the morning, the sun shines through the spotless window. As Mr. Zhang Dai described it: "The window of the mountain is early, and the paper is bright." Grandma in the kitchen, picked up a round egg and tapped it on the edge of the pot, making a crisp sound, like birds singing in spring, adding a little bright color to this beautiful scenery.

Grandma saw me walk out the door, her mouth rose slightly, and the wrinkles around her eyes were obvious, but she didn't care. I saw her arm raised, her wrist as the axis, and her palm swinging up and down to meet me for dinner. I stared at the bowl of golden eggs on the dining table, just like a hungry wolf staring at a docile and fleshy lamb in front of me. I picked up chopsticks and mixed the double yellow eggs into the rice. Often a double yellow egg can steal a big bowl of rice.