Help others

Oh, how can it be so hard to write! "I said with anger and helplessness. My mother saw the comfort and said: "What happened? "I bowed my head and said: "Not a teacher!" I want to write about the composition of what is good and good, but how do I know how to write it! "Mom patiently said: "You may know that you are not necessarily going out when you go out for a walk!" So go out and have a look. "My eyes are bright: "Really! Then I will go out now. I will run out when I say.

"Where is there a good man and a good thing!" As I said, I was squatting in all directions. Walking and walking, I don’t know when I have reached a small alley. I went around. I didn’t see anything, so I was about to turn and leave, the sound of a wooden stick slamming the stone in my ear, so I went to the source of the direction and saw only an old man with a slightly white hair. I couldn't help but sympathize with the old man. I looked at the old man carefully. It seems that the old man doesn't know that I am the same, so I understand it a bit. At this time, I am more sympathetic to the old man. When I look at the old man and go to another house, I can't find the door. All the hands are in the rough wall. Feeling indiscriminately, I stepped forward to support the old man and took her to the house she wanted to go. At this time, the old man's two eyebrows wrinkled. At this time, I explained: "Grandma, I am not a bad person. I just came out to see the old woman." I said that I would stop talking, and the old woman would let her down, the old woman. Seeing me like this may also guess what I am, and then kindly said: "Child, thank you." I smiled and said: "This is what I should do, and then the teacher said that it is necessary to carry forward the spirit of Lei Feng! I am not carrying it forward?" The old lady smiled and slammed the chilly stone with a wooden stick. When I was trying to help the old woman, the old woman said, "Child, you are here, I am going right away. It’s coming.” I said inexplicably: “喔”

After a while, I heard the voice of the sniper. I saw the old woman taking this red apple. I stepped forward and the old woman touched the apple and said, "My family has nothing to eat, so you take this. "Don't refuse." "Grandma~~~~" I said, the old woman touched my hand with her rough hand and handed the apple to my hand and said, "Hold, hold, don't be polite." "I smiled and said: "Well, thank you for the old lady." The old lady smiled and invited me to sit down. I am also embarrassed to refuse again.

Time has passed, and seconds have passed. I have been out for a few hours. I think I should go back. At this time, I said to the old woman: "The old woman is not early, I should go back." Reluctant, said: "Well, go back!" I looked at the disappointment of the old woman and said: "I will also see the old woman." At this time, the old woman touched my hand and said: "Good boy~~~~~~" The old woman wants to stop, I looked at the old woman's look a little strange and said: "What does the old woman have to say?" The old woman said in a hurry: "Nothing, go back, don't go, I am afraid that your mother will come to you." I smiled. Said: "Enn." So I ran back. When I go back, my heart is full of joy. Is this the happiness of helping people?

When I got home, I immediately wrote a pen and wrote my text. My thoughts are clear and smooth, so writing an essay is like "writing like a god"!

After a week, I came to this alley again and found that the old woman had passed away. I wanted to tell the old woman that my composition was appreciated by the teacher. Now the old woman is gone, then I think about the old woman’s words and stops. I will say that I want to tell me that her life is not long. I thought about it here, I realized that I was a little bit sad, so I came with a chrysanthemum...

Now I like to help others because I feel very happy.

Sixth grade: btlovehs