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Virtue around you, good story.

1. virtue story 400 around me

During the winter vacation, many things happened. One of them made me unforgettable for a long time.

Once, my mother took me to a restaurant for dinner. When the food was served, I put fish, meat, shrimp and other things in front of me. My mother didn't say anything and indulged me.

While I was eating with relish, I glanced at my neighbor casually. But it's this look that makes me feel ashamed. A child about my age next door is bringing a plate of meat to his parents. "Mom and Dad, you eat," he said with a smile. His parents praised him again and again: "Good boy." His eyes are full of happiness, so that others will not think that he is making a gesture.

I glanced at my mother who was eating and felt terrible. I immediately put the food in front of me in front of my mother. My mother looked at me in surprise.

Virtue is a beautiful thing. It is neither hypocritical nor numb, but true, wonderful and happy. Virtue can be to relatives, friends, teachers and even strangers. As long as there is love in your heart, you will find how beautiful life is.

I like virtue, and virtue makes me feel the value of life. Virtue is everywhere and happiness is everywhere.

2. A little story of virtue around me, written in 400 words.

During the winter vacation, many things happened. One of them made me unforgettable for a long time.

Once, my mother took me to a restaurant for dinner. The food is served. I put fish, meat, shrimp and other things in front of me. My mother indulged me without saying anything.

While I was eating with relish, I glanced at my neighbor casually. But it's this look that makes me feel ashamed. A child about my age next door is bringing a plate of meat to his parents. "Mom and Dad, you eat," he said with a smile. His parents praised him again and again: "Good boy." His eyes are full of happiness, so that others will not think that he is making a gesture.

I glanced at my mother who was eating and felt terrible. I immediately put the food in front of me in front of my mother. My mother looked at me in surprise.

Virtue is a beautiful thing. It is neither hypocritical nor numb, but true, wonderful and happy. Virtue can be to relatives, friends, teachers and even strangers. As long as there is love in your heart, you will find how beautiful life is.

I like virtue, and virtue makes me feel the value of life. Virtue is everywhere and happiness is everywhere.

Write a short story about the virtue that happened around you. How to write?

Helping others has been our traditional virtue since ancient times. Everyone says, "Parents are the best teachers for children. "This is a good answer. My mother is a warm-hearted person who helps others and has a great influence on me. Therefore, I am also a helpful person.

There is a female classmate in our class who is my good friend. She not only studies well, but also plays the violin well.

Once in physical education class, the teacher asked us to jump back in pairs. She accidentally fell and broke her left hand, which caused her a lot of inconvenience. I can't answer it in class, so all my classmates help her.

I will play with her during recess. Although I didn't play much during that time, I feel how happy I am to help someone sincerely.

At noon, she eats at school, and all her classmates help her cook. After school, the students are also scrambling to help her pack her schoolbag, and sometimes they will take the initiative to send her home with mobility problems. With the help of so many classmates, her health soon recovered. The teacher also praised us. In an essay contest, she also wrote this essay, saying that she would never forget our classmates who helped her all her life.

Helping others not only brings convenience to the recipients, but also gives them a simple happiness. As long as everyone gives love in life, the world will become a beautiful world.

4. virtue story by my side

Twenty-four filial piety _ looking at the clouds and thinking about relatives;

In the Tang Dynasty, there was a man named Di, who grew up in a poor family and was diligent and eager to learn, and later became a prime minister. He is an upright official and a benevolent man, and he is respected by the government and the public. One of his colleagues, when he was sent to the frontier by a letter, his mother was seriously ill. It will be sad if she leaves like this and can't wait on her. After Ren Jie knew his painful feelings, he hereby asked the emperor to reassign others. One day, Ren Jie went out on patrol and passed by Taihang Mountain. He climbed to the top of the mountain and looked down at the clouds. He said to his entourage, "My relatives live under the white clouds." Wandering for a long time, I didn't leave, and I couldn't help but shed homesick tears. There is a poem that says:

It hurts to miss your family day and night.

Climbing a mountain to see my mother shed tears frequently;

Being in the prime minister's country is filial,

Worthy of serving the minister and the people.

5. Ask for a virtue story 600 character around me.

1 is right beside us. Keeping one's word and keeping one's promise is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. Morality is not only a kind of strength, but also a kind of wealth. A man of noble character will be praised, respected and trusted. Many people in today's society are sincere and practical. But countless people have deceived others, but lost their personality, dignity and integrity. A holiday, my father and I went to the bookstore to buy books. On the bus, an aunt stood by the door, but there was no room left. Judging from her big belly, she must be pregnant. But everyone sat quietly in their seats and looked out of the window without saying a word. No one paid attention to her. There is a young man. He looked at her and hesitated. Should he let her go or not? Finally, he made a clear decision, walked up to the pregnant woman and said shyly, "Miss, sit there." . At this time, there was a warm voice in the car, and many people praised his moral character in succession, but I was moved by the endless warm current in my heart, just like drinking a cup of hot tea, which was unspeakable. Another time, I walked under an overpass. A middle-aged man with a cigarette was standing under the bridge, with a fierce face, a beard and sunglasses. At first glance, he doesn't look like a good man. Sure enough, as I expected, a beautiful young woman came along, covered in brand-name items. Men are jealous at first sight and even want to take something away. The woman didn't know at the time. When she came to him, the man grabbed the bag in her hand with an arrow step and prepared to escape with his agile steps. At this moment, a strong young man stopped him. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the man quickly escaped a few steps, but grabbed the bearded man and sent him to the public security bureau. People in the street surrounded him and kept praising him. At this time, the woman asked him what reward he wanted, and he left with a smile ... I think if people all over the world were like this, such an event would not happen. Although he is not a big official, his spirit is worth learning! Worth carrying forward! In many events, there will always be people who are both virtuous and ugly. And goodness lets us spread, and ugliness makes us ashamed. Chinese virtue is an indispensable part of the Chinese nation. Without it, cities and countries cannot develop. Therefore, we should start from small things, start from ourselves, and hope that all citizens can start together. Don't let the Chinese nation perish from our hands, let it be passed down from generation to generation. As the saying goes, "Not for good, not for evil." . I don't know when it rained. The rain kept pouring down, and the raindrops kept hitting the ground, as if there was a big sprinkler in the sky, drenching the earth. I stood at the window and looked at the scenery outside. At this time, a figure loomed in the heavy rain. So I quickly put on my glasses and took a closer look. It turned out to be an old woman. She has no umbrella, no raincoat, and no wife's care. She just walked quietly. At this moment, a young man came running from a distance. He disguised himself as a security guard and wore a yellow raincoat. He quickly helped grandma up, quickly took off his raincoat and put it on her. Here, I saw grandma take out a handkerchief from her pocket and wipe her eyes. I think she must have been moved. The security guard helped grandma into the unit. After a while, he came out in that yellow raincoat again. I think he must have gone to find another old man without an umbrella or a raincoat and no one to support him. After a while, the sun passed through the clouds and covered the rain with a layer of gold, like a fairy in the sky throwing a gold thread for weaving to the world. I am a snowman, standing on the busy streets of the city, and my children dress me up beautifully. My eyes are made of big round chocolate, I have two balloons in my hand and a big cotton-padded jacket on my body. I looked at the people coming and going curiously. Just then, a mother rushed behind her son who was taking drugs in front, and the son who was taking drugs slapped her impatiently, and her mother was knocked to the ground. Brushing bleeding, my mother stood up and chased. Soon, she saw a mother and daughter. The mother looked at her daughter's thin dress and bony trembling body. She sighed helplessly, and then her daughter raised her big eyes and said, Mom, I'm so cold and hungry! ""mom, money. " The girl cocked her head and her mother stood up again. At this moment, my mother saw my cotton-padded jacket, two chocolates and a carrot. Eyes glowing with hunger and thirst. She told her daughter, I have something to eat. After that, she took her daughter by the hand and came up to me and said, "I can't help it." "Say that finish, I dragged my cotton-padded jacket down, pulled out my nose and eyes and gave it to her daughter. Her daughter put it on and smiled happily. Her daughter pointed to the balloon in my hand and said, I want it. Mother reluctantly took the balloon from me and gave it to her daughter. Later, her mother still wore that thin dress, and her daughter wore a big cotton-padded jacket, ate chocolate and carrots, and left with two balloons in her hand. God, I enriched it, but I have no regrets. I understand "moved", which is in the deepest part of my heart, that small place. Mother's exhortation is to melt the frosty sunshine and hold up the sail of hope. Mother's back is the mark of years, the photo that awakens memories, and mother's tears are crystal pearls. In the long river of life, it shines brightly. Last year, during the "Eleventh" holiday, my brother and I were walking on the road, passing by the garbage pool on the roadside, and only heard a bang. I saw the old woman's fingers bleeding when she was picking up garbage in the pool. The old woman hurried to a small drugstore. She saw three students before the ointment she bought came and stuck it on her hand. Two people limped past her holding a person. The classmate who was helped was injured in his right leg and knee, which was obviously serious. At this time, I saw grandma's hand pick up the ointment and stop in the air. When she was young, she handed it to them and said kindly, "Stick it on quickly and be careful to plunge it into the sand." Several students looked at each other doubtfully, and one of them took an ointment and applied it to the injured classmate. At this moment, I just stood there. I was deeply shocked by grandma's short and simple words. I feel a maternal heart. How simple and kind she is! If the old man's words and deeds deeply touched me, then a small coin gave me a different inspiration. It was my tenth birthday, and my mother said that she would take me to Jingmen to have a good time. On that day, my mother and I swam to Jingmen and wanted to go home. While waiting for the bus, I suddenly saw a little boy lying on the ground looking for something. I ran over and saw that one of his coins had fallen into a crack in the floor, but I couldn't get it out. I looked at him with begging eyes. I was just about to bend over, but then I thought, will helping a stranger find a small coin be laughed at by others? I turned my head and thought mercilessly. But just as I turned around, I saw a man of about fifty coming from the opposite shop, holding a long pair of pliers, coming to the little boy and quickly taking the coin out of the ground. The little boy said happily, "thank you, thank you grandpa!" " "At this time, my face turned red, and I kept blaming myself: you are still a young pioneer. What face did you say? "Don't do it for the small good, don't do it for the small evil", don't you forget? I looked at the little boy's disappearing back, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. Students, move around us. There are many things in life that seem small but can benefit us for life. We should have a kind of love: when we see the old man in the car, we stand up and give up our seats; Seeing the scraps of paper on the ground, bend down to pick them up and put them in the trash can; Seeing blind people crossing the road, take the initiative to lead the way ... Only in this way can life be meaningful, and only in this way can the world be full of smiles.

6. Virtues and stories around you

Virtues around us are like flowers in full bloom in spring, which are flowers when picked. Only by careful observation can we find that virtue is like air, which is everywhere; As refreshing as jasmine, without affectation; Like sunshine, it is bland, but it gives people infinite warmth.

I picked a rose and recalled the past: my mother rode a scooter and packed leeks, potatoes, tomatoes, bananas and other fruits and vegetables in a convenient bag. A sudden "landslide" made the fruits and vegetables on the skateboard roll around on the ground like broken beads, so my mother had to get off and pick up what was thrown on the ground. At this time, an ordinary little girl flew over to help her mother pick up this and that, and was quickly picked up. Children are super hardworking. Mother said gratefully, "Thank you so much. If I hadn't met you today, I don't know when it would be ready. Thank you so much! " The little girl smiled proudly and then said shyly, "You're welcome. This is a matter of course. "Look, virtue is a rose, emitting a faint fragrance, and its petals are soft but not heavy.

I saw an epiphyllum, and a person was picking it, so I went over and said softly, "Little sister, do you know how short the epiphyllum is in full bloom?" "I know, but I want to take it off now." Little sister said airily. I started my education: "It is not easy to see epiphyllum in full bloom. Not only you and me, but also those who pick epiphyllum will never see the beautiful epiphyllum that disappears with it. " My little sister listened to the advice and walked away silently ... Look, virtue is like a epiphyllum, which plays a guiding and educational role at that moment.

"It's raining! Got your clothes. Hey, your clothes haven't been confiscated yet, take them away quickly, or you'll get wet! " The neighbor shouted anxiously at the window. I hurried out, whatever. I didn't even want a hanger, so I just hugged it and left. This is a cry from the other side. My neighbors can rest assured and I appreciate it. The virtue at this time is that a snow lotus is clear and not demon.

All the virtues around you are supreme. When you are crying, angry, lost and sad, "virtue" will follow, because as long as you have helped others and never hurt others, others will help you when you need help most ... So I firmly believe that even if you fail, you should become an adult and have virtue, a supreme virtue.

Virtue, like moonlight, gives people light without glare; Virtue is like spring water, clear and sweet; Virtue is like carnation, warm and peaceful; Virtue is like spring breeze, soft and warm. ...

7. What virtue story are there around me?

De ze was silent in his heart.

—— Deeds and deeds of Liu Hongfan, a virtuous teenager.

Liu Hongfan, male,1born in April 1997, is a student of Class 8, No.3 Middle School in Jinta County (2 1). Teachers' words and deeds, parents' careful edification, planted healthy and upward seeds in his young mind, making him grow sturdily into a good student with excellent academic performance day by day. At home, he is a good boy who respects his elders, parents and is independent and self-reliant. At school, he is an excellent member who studies hard, has a collective consciousness, respects teachers and unites classmates; In society, he is a good boy who is honest and trustworthy, abides by social morality and is enthusiastic about public welfare activities. His moral cultivation is highly praised by teachers, classmates and people around him.

In the eyes of teachers, he is a good student.

In the teacher's mind, he studies hard and tries to learn every subject well. He is a happy swimmer in the sea of knowledge. He has cultivated good study habits and self-study ability, and his academic performance is among the best, and he has been commended and rewarded many times. He respects teachers, unites classmates, treats people with courtesy, is modest and studious after class, and accumulates little by little gains from teachers' hard work. From the teacher's inculcation, we constantly shape ourselves differently. Whether he is a class representative or a dormitory administrator, he is conscientious and becomes a good helper for teachers.

He is regarded as a good partner by his classmates.

In the eyes of his classmates, he is a bosom friend and an example. When getting along with his classmates, he is easy-going, willing to care for and help others, good at mediating contradictions between classmates, and growing up with classmates in a happy life. He cherishes the honor of the class team. As long as it is a group activity, he will have a happy figure, and as long as it is a class collective thing, he will take the initiative to undertake it. He has a wide range of interests and all-round development. In my spare time, I take part in special classes of music and painting, actively participate in various activities organized by the school, and win glory for the class in the whole school instrumental music competition.

He is an enthusiastic person in class affairs.

The broom in the classroom is broken, so he will use his pocket money to buy a new one for everyone to use. The student's pen is out of water. For the convenience of the students, he will buy some bottles of ink and put them in the classroom. The books in the corner of the class library are overdue, and he will take the initiative to quietly show his books to his classmates. Due to the lack of entertainment equipment in the class, he did not hesitate to donate his beloved checkers to everyone. He is always on duty, starting first and leaving last. He was praised by his classmates for his unfaithfulness in changing money. Sometimes boarding students lack the fare to go home, so they will take the initiative to lend their pocket money to their classmates. In the past two years, under his leadership, the students have helped each other, United and friendly; There is no end to good deeds; Helping others is a common practice.

In parents' mind, he is a good boy.

Liu Hongfan's father is an ordinary middle school teacher, his mother works outside, and the family lives simply and frugally. Being sensible since childhood, he witnessed the hard work of his parents who get up early and get greedy every day. He sees it in his eyes and keeps it in his heart. When he came home from school, he took the initiative to help his parents do some housework within his power. Although he is a boy, he is good at cleaning, washing clothes and cooking. He never spends money recklessly and lives frugally, but he is generous when he helps others. Neighbors look at him and enjoy himself, praising him as a sensible and good boy.

He is a good boy who is enthusiastic about public welfare.

Every holiday, in every corner of the community, he can often be seen picking up garbage. It is more common to clean windows and sweep the floor in front of the yard of the elderly with minimum living allowance. On the bus, whenever he sees old people, women and children, he always gives up his seat first. When his brother and sister from a poor family cried for toys under their parents' skirts, he gave them his only toy without hesitation. In Wenchuan and Yushu earthquakes, he gave his love selflessly and donated his pocket money 100 yuan.

Liu Hongfan embodies a student's good moral quality, a true and perfect attitude and the good qualities of a contemporary middle school student. In the eyes of students, he is undoubtedly a banner of moral demonstration, an example for all living beings to learn, and a well-deserved virtuous teenager.

8. The virtue story around you is very short.

1. During a holiday, my father and I went to the bookstore to buy books. On the bus, an aunt stood by the door, but there was no room left. Look at her big belly. She must be pregnant. But everyone sat quietly in their seats and looked out of the window without saying a word. No one paid attention to her. There is a young man. He looked at her and hesitated. Should he let her go or not? Finally, he made a clear decision, walked up to the pregnant woman and said shyly, "Miss, sit there." . At this time, there was a warm voice in the car, and many people praised his moral character in succession, but I was moved by the endless warm current in my heart, just like drinking a cup of hot tea, which was unspeakable.

Last year's "Eleventh" holiday, my brother and I were walking on the road. When we passed the garbage pool by the roadside, we only heard a bang. I saw the fingers of the grandmother who was picking up garbage in the pool bleeding, and the grandmother hurried to a small drugstore. She saw three students before the ointment she bought came and stuck it on her hand. Two people limped past her holding a person. The classmate who was helped was injured in his right leg and knee, which was obviously serious. At this time, I saw grandma's hand pick up the ointment and stop in the air. When she was young, she handed it to them and said kindly, "Stick it on quickly and be careful to plunge it into the sand." Several classmates looked at each other, and one of them took an ointment and applied it to the injured classmate. At this moment, I just stood there. I was deeply shocked by grandma's short and simple words. I feel a maternal heart. How simple and kind she is!

Now the pace of people's life is getting more and more tense. Many times people ignore many things and many touching things because they are busy.

There was a time when I often complained about the boredom of life. It was not until recently that I discovered that there are touching things everywhere in my life.

I remember one day, I was doing my homework at home, and suddenly it was dark. I looked out through the glass window and saw dark clouds in the sky, mixed with lightning and thunder. Pedestrians on the ground have stepped up their pace to avoid the coming rainstorm. After a while, the dense raindrops fell and slammed on the glass window. The wind is blowing, the rain is falling, and the world is like a huge bead curtain with heavy fog. There is not even a soul in the street. The glistening water has become a flowing river, and countless splashes are scrambling to open.

I watched with great interest when suddenly a small tree caught my eye. Small trees swayed in the wind and rain, bent by the wind again and again, stood firm again and again, and skillfully weathered the difficulties with their resilience. The wind blows harder and harder, and it rains harder and harder. Xiaoshu is still fighting tenaciously, looking for vitality and not being discouraged. The little tree touched my heart, and its indomitable spirit of survival in the face of crisis touched me. It shows me the courage, perseverance and excellent flexibility that a person must have when facing difficulties. It tells me with its own actions what is strong and what is the best way to deal with difficulties.

I am moved by every place I pay attention to. Small trees in the storm can affect my mind, give me hopes and dreams, and inspire me not to give up my belief in eternal life because of the crisis. Let's pay more attention to people and things around us. As long as you are a careful person and a conscientious person, you will find that the original touch is around us and the warmth is between us.