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You once plucked my heartstrings. The beginning of the composition

The composition about you once plucked my heartstrings begins as follows:

1. There is a person who has always put me in her heart, but I have never noticed it. It wasn't until one day, when she smiled at me and there were shallow fine lines at the corners of her eyes, that I understood what "love" is! That person is - mother. It was you who touched my heartstrings, Mom! He held me as a toddler with those big hands and slowly grew up, taught me how to write my name one stroke at a time, and taught me how to be polite to my teachers.

2. Is there a person living in your heart? Is it a loving teacher, an enthusiastic classmate, or a stranger passing by in your life? And in my heart, that person has always lived - mother.

3. You are like a breeze in summer, which makes me obsessed for a brief second; you are like the only jasmine among thousands of flowers, which I can't take my eyes away; you are like that cute snowman, Let me stay with you until you melt. I came to the kapok tree again, looked up, and looked up again. The kapok tree that was already bald also had a different kind of beauty. I closed my eyes, opened my eyes, closed my eyes and opened them again. Pictures came to my mind. .

4. The back of Zhu Ziqing’s father made us feel the depth of father’s love. The encouragement of Shi Tiesheng’s mother made us admire the greatness of maternal love, and one of my mother’s eyes inadvertently touched my heartstrings.

5. A quiet night, a person and a crescent moon. The night sky is dotted with stars. Gradually, stars one by one seem to form your face. It's so beautiful, hanging in the air, yet so out of reach. Of course in real life you are very close to me. Dear teacher, you are the one who touched my heart!

6. Every morning, when I walk rhythmically to the bus stop, I can always hear the sweet and crisp cries, and I can always smell the rich fragrance of ai, your melancholy. The look in his eyes stirred my heartstrings.

7. Your wrinkles on your face have shown me the traces of time many times; your non-standard Mandarin has comforted me so many times; your back that is getting shorter and shorter, How many times have I felt that you are no longer that tall grandma. Grandma, you touched my heartstrings.