Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been in a dilemma, but Grandpa Kong Fansen has done a good job. He has always put the cause of the party and the people first, but he also has an unforgettable mother-child feeling in his heart. Grandpa is a dutiful son. At ordinary times, he always takes time out of his busy work to talk with his old mother about things at home and compete with his wife to take care of her. One year during the Lantern Festival, he took his mother to see the lanterns, but instead of using the car in the bureau, he borrowed a scooter to push her to see the lantern show. The white-haired old mother sat on a scooter in a thick cotton-padded coat with a quilt on her leg. Grandpa Kong Fansen pushed the scooter through the crowd in the cold wind.

Grandpa Kong Fansen is full of selfless love not only for his parents, but also for the people. Grandpa came to Tibet, served as * * * Ali prefectural party committee secretary, into the busy work. Every night, grandpa always thinks of his relatives thousands of miles away. For the cause of the party, he buried his feelings for his loved ones in his heart. "When he is old, he is old." He regards Tibetan compatriots as relatives. On the Tibetan Plateau, when it was snowing heavily, in that shabby little earthen house, when Grandpa Kong Fansen saw the old man in rags, with his toes sticking out of a whore, he immediately lifted his skirt, put his feet on his chest, and warmed his feet with his own body temperature ... Everything was so natural, as if he were facing his closest parents. There are tears in the old man's eyes ... if there is no selfless love for the people, how can there be such a move?

Think about your parents and future generations. Some of them don't visit their parents for years to work. Some people are too lazy to call and say hello for a long time; Some people only care about eating, drinking and having fun, but they don't take care of their elderly parents ... I remember Confucius said in the Book of Filial Piety: "The filial piety of the husband, the classics of heaven, the meaning of the earth, the trip of people"; "A person's journey is greater than filial piety"; "Dear people, don't be filial"; "Filial piety is the foundation of virtue." Confucius believes that filial piety is a natural law that people should practice. These parents and younger generations can't even do the most basic "filial piety", let alone "provide for the old and care for the young". Compared with Grandpa Kong Fansen, this is simply a fable.

I was deeply moved by grandpa. Although I am a student, I may not be able to do anything important, but I am determined to start from the small things around me, from helping others, to be a caring person and a person who can give love!

If everyone can give a little love, it seems inconspicuous, but just like that little drop of water, it can also gather into a river and flow into the sea. As long as each of us shows a little care to those in need like Grandpa Kong Fansen, we can make a mickle. As long as everyone gives a love, it will eventually merge into an ocean of love. Help those who need your help with our love and sincerity. Let the world be full of love, and our tomorrow will be better!

The touching story of the old man and the dog is 300 words.

This story doesn't care how many people read it, only how many people are moved.

One day in August 2007, a reporter visited an old man. The old man is 65 years old. When I was a child, my lower limbs were completely paralyzed and I could only lie on a scooter. But the kind old man still works. He can repair small household appliances and earn money by this craft. When the reporter came to the door, he found the old man staring blankly under a tree in front of the door, with tears in his eyes. He said that his wife was buried here and something happened. Sunspots thrive under the care of the elderly. 1997, Heizi mastered the technology of pulling carts for the elderly. Since then, the old man has relied on sunspots to pull carts to go to the market and repair small household appliances in the market. The old man catches eight episodes every day, the nearest several kilometers and the farthest ten kilometers. Sunspots have been silently pulling the old man. Every day when he is hungry, the old man will buy two cakes, one for himself and one for sunspot. Sometimes older people who are a little more delicious are reluctant to eat by themselves. He always lets sunspots bite off the other half of his mouth. One afternoon in July, 2007, due to heavy rain and thunder and lightning, Heizi hurried to pull the old man home and passed a corner because the scooter overturned.

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The old man fell into the ditch beside him, and the sunspot broke free from the chain and took it with him. Later, the old man was saved. A few days later, sunspot had a high fever. The old man paid a doctor to treat sunspot and give him an injection, but because sunspot was too old, he finally died. Speaking of the old man, he began to sob, and tears could not help flowing down. He doesn't talk much to the camera. The old man said, I am over 60 years old this year, and I am disabled, and the normal person is 60. If there were no sunspots, there would be no me today. People in the village asked the old man why he didn't find a wife. He replied with a smile that two-legged ones were hard to find. Sunspot lived for twelve years and pulled a scooter for eleven years. The old man's scooter is very low, but the reporter's lens can never surpass him. May sunspot live happily in another world, and may sunspot never forget the days spent with the old man.

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Three old people's historical story writing

A touching story of an environmentally friendly old man. Opposite our community, there is a shabby old house, where an old woman lives. She wears shabby clothes and lives in poverty. She rides a broken tricycle every day, picks up garbage such as plastic bottles, cans and waste paper in the surrounding living area, and makes a living by selling these garbage to waste collection stations. Every time I see her, I often think: She must be poor, because her life is so hard. When she is alone at home at night, she must often cry with tears!

On May 12, a sudden Wenchuan earthquake made the people of the whole country cry. Many people have lent a helping hand. A red donation box was placed at the gate of our community, and many passers-by put their love in it. I saw the old woman who picked up junk also came to the donation box, only to find that she had taken it out of her pocket for a long time, so a large number of coins were put into the box, and there were still a few crumpled ones. There are one yuan, two yuan, and a dime. I know this is the money that grandma sells by picking up garbage. I went up to her and asked her, "You don't have enough money yourself. Why do you donate so much money?" The old woman smiled and said, "didn't I have a good life?" Have food and shelter. " I was surprised and asked, "Isn't your house very shabby?" "A broken house is better than no house to live in! They can't even live in a house. " Grandma said with tears. Looking at grandma's thin figure, I never dreamed that the poor grandma who lives in my mind actually has a heart of gold. She protects the environment and beautifies our life with practical actions every day. She has a high image in front of me.

Ⅳ composition, the old man and the bird, write a fairy tale

Old people and birds

There is a park near the old man. This park is very beautiful. There are many lotuses and willows in it. It is very beautiful.

The old man goes for a walk in the park every morning and enjoys the beautiful scenery. One morning in summer, the old man walked as usual. Suddenly, he saw a bird stop on a lotus. He lay tired on the lotus. The old man saved him and brought the bird home. The old man took good care of the bird, which brought him a lot of happiness. He often plays and sings with the old people, so that the old people's home doesn't seem lonely. After a long time, the bird recovered, but established deep feelings with the old man. It also has freedom and should return to nature. "The old man thought so and did the same. He released the bird, and it hovered on the top of the willow tree for several days, as if to say goodbye to the old man. The bird flew away reluctantly, but every spring the bird will nest in the willow tree and will not leave until autumn.

The bird died, and its descendants have been nesting in that willow tree.

Ⅳ 500-word touching story composition about the elderly

People often say that a father loves a mother's love is the greatest, but I think there is a kind of love that can be compared with a father's love for a mother's love. Grandma's love is not so obvious, but it is everywhere, and you need to find it bit by bit from your life.

Last week, my grandmother rolled out my favorite egg noodles for me. Seeing the delicious egg noodles, I gulped it down. I casually said that more Chili sauce would be delicious, but my grandmother always kept this sentence in mind. Then I stayed with my relatives for a week. When I came back, I saw grandma rolling egg noodles for me again. My memory is not very good, because my grandmother was seriously ill last year, so I think my grandmother may not have bought me Chili sauce. I can't believe what grandma just said. How can grandma's memory be so good? What makes grandma remember this little thing? Yes! It was grandma's love for her grandson that made her remember this little thing and bought this bottle of Chili sauce. My tears flowed from my heart!

Although grandma is over 60 years old, she is very concerned about my behavior and habits. Her every move will be seen by her. Grandma never scolds me or hits me at ordinary times, but she takes care of me in her studies. I usually bend over when I write, and every time my grandmother sees me, she will hit me on the back. I didn't understand it at first, and even hated slapping me on the back.

Grandma's love is everywhere, and you need to find it bit by bit in your life. Grandma's love is accompanied by my growth, and my good habits can't be separated from grandma's care and teaching. This kind of love will benefit me for life. I love grandma!

ⅵ The story about the old man's composition.

At dawn, people opened their relaxed eyes. In a hurry and anticipation.

In the eyes, in the wanton laughter, the day's rush began again. All kinds of stories

Staged on the stage of life, deducing various forms of life.

That day, I went to the station to send my aunt to Shihezi. Just going out, the cold wind roared.

The snow was flying wildly all over the sky, and the whole farm was lying in the snow, without life.

Gas. For a long time, the long-distance bus has not come yet, and some passengers waiting for the bus already have some.

Riots. Look! The young man put his hands in his pockets, hummed a tune and closed his mouth.

Still muttering some swearing words; Middle-aged women dressed in fashion talk to themselves.

He said quietly, "Why hasn't this car come yet? It's so cold! " "After the commotion, it was nothing.

Helpless silence. The air is silent, and only the whistling wind can prove the world.

The existence of.

Suddenly, an old man appeared slowly from a distance, dragging his short and thin body.

Walk slowly to the station step by step. Due to the arrival of the old man, the previously silent people

The crowd suddenly became noisy. They shook their numb feet and slapped their bodies.

Snow, expressionless face and fresh air. The old man is wearing dirty and torn clothes.

Old clothes with pockets on the back. When the old man approached slowly, people waiting for the bus

I can already see his face. At this time, people seem to have a great interest in the elderly.

Interest, appreciate him with attention, and carefully observe his every move. All these are obvious.

But let the old man feel a little overwhelmed, he slowed down and walked to the crowd, as if to

Blend into the crowd.

When the old man approached the crowd, the crowd changed a lot. People seem to have suffered greatly.

There was a great commotion, and the old man realized that something was wrong, so he looked up at the crowd.

After a while, I moved on. At this time, people jerked back. The old man looked up.

He saw the cold and hostile eyes of people around him, and he stopped slowly.

The wrinkles on her face suddenly deepened. The old man said nothing and bowed his head.

Wait away from the crowd. Bowed back carrying a pocket, eyes staring blankly.

In the distance, despite the roar of the cold wind and the torture of standing for a long time, it did not move. The crowd again.

Calm has been restored.

I don't know when people began to be interested in the elderly again. From people's happy conversations

During the discussion, the old man was honored to be the talk of this group of people waiting for the bus. Some of them look simple.

The man said to the person next to him, "This old man must be a beggar, or he will be driven away by his children."

A lonely old man ran away from home. The uncle next to him asked, "Why?" "The big one.

Bob said, "Look at his clothes. They are so dirty." I was drinking coke just now, and he kept staring.

Look at me. I know he wants my bottle. So I gave it to him after drinking it, and he kept trying.

Say thank you to me. "They spoke loudly, as if forgetting the existence of the old man. however

In the face of these unintentional speculations, the old man never said a word, or even took a subconscious look.

I have no feeling. Everyone was silent to each other and didn't notice him. Even look at him.

Twilight is approaching, and it is getting darker and darker under a gray sky. However, under the sky,

This group of people is still waiting. A long time passed, and finally a vague one appeared in the distance.

Video, the long-distance bus has finally arrived! At this time, people finally realized that their wait was over.

Yes They got on the bus one by one, including my aunt. This car has a shine in generate.

Yang Wei's smoke sailed ahead triumphantly. Suddenly found the old man still there, he picked it up.

The bottle on the ground, silently put it in your pocket, put it back in your bag and walk away step by step.

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Because grandpa and grandpa are colleagues, mom and dad basically knew each other when they were a few years old, and later they were in the same class at their children's school. According to my mother, my father sat behind him when he was in junior high school. He had nothing to do in class. He cut her hair with scissors to make my mother cry, just to get her attention and fight with his male classmates in front of my mother. Anyway, in order to highlight his strength, his boyfriend has always had a crush on my mother during school. However, because my mother was very beautiful at that time, she was a class flower. My father probably didn't make it clear because he felt that he was not strong enough, but he won over my mother or something. Later, they went to the countryside, not in one place. My father insisted on writing to my mother, but my mother didn't want to fall in love early and always disagreed.

The story finally turned around, because my father was admitted to the university after resuming the college entrance examination. It is said that he called my mother downstairs that night and asked her if she wanted to apply for a school near or far away. My mother listened to this sentence, thought for a few minutes and said to him, "Why did you run so far?" Then my dad happily ran around the family area for three times (my dad said it himself).

From then on, a touching love came into being. Thank god my mother answered yes, otherwise there would be no me now? I suddenly panicked at the thought. But the love of the older generation is really only one person in a lifetime. Long-term love is deep, which is both love and responsibility.

ⅷ An old man's story composition

An old man who manages bicycles.

The old lady in charge of bicycles in our alley is always sixty or seventy years old. She has silver hair, a bag on her shoulder every day, and faded blue overalls, charging parking people again and again. Whenever I see her do this, I always think: Hum, at such a big age, she still "steals points". She really loves money! However, one thing changed my view of her.

It was a summer vacation this year. I went to the park to play. It is really "unpredictable". Just came out of the alley, with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a downpour. I didn't bring my umbrella, so I had to go down to the alley to take shelter from the rain. No sooner had I rushed downstairs than I saw a figure with a plastic poncho in his hand. Strangely, however, the poncho was not covered on himself, but on a bicycle. I saw her facing the wind and braving the rain, taking care of nothing and trying her best to cover the car with a poncho. The poncho covered one piece after another. At this time, I was deeply moved by what I witnessed, and at the same time I thought anxiously: Grandma is so old, covering the car in the rain, and I was thinking, there is a gust of wind, so cold! I can't help shivering. Oh, no, the poncho that grandma just covered was suddenly blown away by the wind. Grandma quickly went to cover it again, but the wind seemed to be deliberately against her, and just now the good poncho was blown away again! Grandma came up with a good idea. She limped to the corner of a garbage dump, laboriously lifted several big bricks and pressed the four corners of the plastic sheet one by one. No matter how strong the wind is, she can't lift the poncho!

The wind roared and the rain poured down. At this time, grandma was soaked to the skin, like a "soaked chicken" fished out of the water, but she just brushed her wet hair with her hand, dumped a handful of rain and smiled slightly.

Soon, someone came to pick up the car. When they saw the dry cushion, their mouths were wide open and their eyes were round. When they saw the old woman's wet body, everything understood. ...

Watching, watching, suddenly a feeling of being respected rose in my chest, and I finally understood that grandma didn't want to "pick points", but to give full play to the residual heat, serve everyone and make more contributions to the masses!

Now, whenever I meet this old woman, I always shout with respect: "Hello grandma"!

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I often listen to my uncle and aunt. Individual traders love to cheat. They wrapped potatoes in earth as preserved eggs and filled the chicken belly with water to sell them to people. I only sell bananas for seven taels a catty. I don't like self-employed, and I never buy their things. However, one thing changed my impression of them, and I will never forget it.

It was a cold winter afternoon, and when I went to physical education class, I suddenly felt the air leakage under my feet. Looking down, I found my cotton shoes open and I went home. I told my father about it. Father said, "Winter is going to pass, so buying new shoes is not counted. Let's make it up! " But there is no shoe repair shop near my home, so I have to put on my sneakers and go with my father to find the old man who repairs shoes near our school.

At this time, the sun is about to set in the west, and the cold northwest wind blows up the sand on the ground. People walked in a hurry against the cold wind. The old man who repaired shoes has packed the shoe box and is ready to go home. Seeing this, my father hurried forward and said, "Grandpa, can you mend this child's shoes?" When he went to physical education class, his shoe line fell off. The old man looked at the whistling wind and hesitated, but he saw me wearing worn-out sneakers and said, "All right! "

The old man reopened the shoe repair box, sat on the stool, picked up my shoes, looked at them and mended them. I studied the old man carefully. He had gray hair, a bronzed face, bright eyes and wrinkles on his forehead. Due to years of repairing shoes, his hands are covered with thick cocoons. He held a shoe cone in one hand and a thread in the other, sewing one by one. The crack was plugged, but he didn't stop. He pulled out the places where the thread was about to open one by one and sewed it again. He said to himself, "Children's shoes are not strong." He sewed it carefully again, but I was thinking, "Well, don't you want to overcharge me?"

When mending shoes, the old man's hands were frozen stiff. Dad asked him softly, "How much is it?" He held out two fingers of his right hand and said without looking up, "Twenty cents." I was shocked. Dad asked him how much money he could earn a day while paying. He said: "hey, what money is not money, it is convenient for everyone!" " The old man's words struck my heart like a small hammer. ...

ⅸ Write a composition about old people telling stories with their children.

My great-grandmother is a chicken, and she is 90 years old this year. 192 1 She was born in a small town near Ningbo. When she was young, she came to Shanghai with her grandfather to make a living. I especially like going to my grandmother's house because she will tell me many stories about her childhood. When I first arrived in Shanghai, my family was poor and I had no extra money to improve my life. All income is mainly used to meet food and clothing. They gave birth to three boys, four girls and seven children in tandem. You can imagine how difficult it is to feed these children. In my grandfather's generation, life began to be stable, and the children of great grandparents also got married, moved out of their ancestral home and had their own world. At this time, life has improved. Grandpa visits his great-great-great-grandmother every week, which is the happiest moment for the old man. When my father was a child, my grandfather would take my father to visit them and enjoy family happiness. Today, this tradition has been inherited and carried forward. Although our life is very rich, my father will often take me to visit my grandmother. Grandma is still alert and talkative, and likes to talk to us about what happened in the past 90 years. What I feel most is that in the past 90 years, the life of our whole family has improved obviously, from nothing to food and clothing, which is a microcosm of the great changes that have taken place in our country.

ⅹ 150 words about touching stories with parents, grandparents.

I saw the most beautiful driver on TV. On May 29th, a driver named Wu Bin suddenly drove on the expressway, and a piece of metal was put in his stomach. He was in great pain at that time, but he managed to pull over successfully. At this time, he stood up and said to the passengers on the bus, "Don't run around and pay attention to safety."

He saved 24 lives. I think he is very competent, so I feel very moved. But in the end, he lost his life because the rescue was invalid!