It was a crisp autumn night, and the clock on the wall was still ticking. . "Walk slowly.
"Mom, why hasn't Dad come back yet?" The younger brother asked. Mom sighed, looked at the food that had been forgiven on the table, looked at the door a few times and said, "Don't wait for him, let's eat first!" "
But none of us served the bowl, just silently waiting for dad. It's so late. Where have we been? . I don't want to think about it. What happened the other day reappeared in front of my eyes. My father recently got into the bad habit of gambling. He always comes home late, and when he gets home, he drinks and ignores anyone.
I don't know how long it took, but I heard the door creak. It's dad! I jumped up from my chair happily and ran to the door. "Dad!" My affectionate feet gave a cry. Usually, he laughs and shaves my nose. But today he didn't laugh with me. On the contrary, he was covered with dark clouds and his eyes were bloodshot with discontent. My mind was suddenly shrouded in darkness, and an ominous feeling came to my mind.
"Come back so late?" Mother asked with concern. Dad didn't answer. He picked up the bottle and drank it. "Why don't you talk? Mom is anxious. " Did you gamble again? ""What about gambling? " "My brother and I were startled by my dad's sudden yell. You know, my father usually speaks very meekly.
You!' Mom couldn't go on, and then tears fell. When my brother saw his mother crying, he cried with a "wow". "Cry, cry, you will know how to cry. What if I borrow money from others? " Dad grabbed his hair. "What, you still borrow money!" Mother cried even harder. Dad didn't say a word, just lying in bed with his head covered.
The only thing that restored calm at home was my mother's crying, mixed with the sound of clocks. As a result, my family lost its old laughter, and my mother and father became "enemies". Seeing this situation, I tried to persuade my father several times. Seeing my father smoking a stuffy cigarette in the room made me lose the courage to persuade him. I hesitated for fear that he wouldn't listen.
The next day, I made up my mind that I must talk about my father for the sake of our family. I don't care much about the poor children of divorced families around me. I found lessons from books and articles that we thought about the dangers of gambling, and then I wrote a long letter to my father, giving him many examples of family tragedies caused by gambling, as well as my expectations for him. If he doesn't change, all three of us will ignore him.
"Dad, let me show you this." I gave him the book and the letter I wrote. Dad took it and sat on the sofa to watch. I saw the expression on his face constantly changing. Then I said, "Dad, for me and my brother, for our beautiful family, will you stop gambling?" Dad didn't say anything. He put away my letter. My new feeling is uneasy. Can he change his mind?
In the evening, my father bought some dishes, personally went down to the kitchen to cook us a richer dinner than usual, and bought Sprite for my brother and me. My mother looks very happy today, too. "Your father has promised me not to gamble in the future, and we will supervise him together." My brother and I both called "Dad" happily.
Dad stopped gambling and started a small business selling fruit in the market. The debts at home were slowly paid off. I know that I saved my family with my own actions and made my family warm and harmonious again.
2. Write a composition on the topic "This time, I did the right thing". Good people write down dear parents. You have worked hard for my healthy growth!
When I was one year old, my mother took my left hand and my father took my right hand. I walked slowly in your footsteps, climbing from school to school. Every time I fall, you encourage me to stand up. At that time, I seemed to understand: I will get up from where I fell!
When I was two years old, you looked at me with expectant eyes and said kindly in my ear, "Be good, call me mom and dad ..." While patting my little hand, you learned English: "Mom and dad ..." This was the first time that you taught me to speak.
When I was three years old, I went to kindergarten. My teacher took me to play and played games with other children. Once, when I was fighting with other children for toys, you just came to take me home. From your eyes, I understand: what is unity and friendship, and what is mutual help.
When I was five years old, I was playing at my grandmother's house and accidentally knocked over the open water bottle. Boiling water scalded my little hand. Instead of blaming each other, you quickly washed it with cold water to ease my pain, and you quietly shed tears. In these tears, I understand: to be a strong person, a brave person.
I was in primary school when I was six years old. You sent me to learn painting. Every weekend, you give up your rest time to pick me up and send me away. When I was bored, you encouraged me to learn to stick to everything I learned. One thing, either don't do it or insist on doing the best.
When I was seven years old, at school, I saw other students playing piano and dancing on the stage. I was envious, so I told you. The next day, you bought me an electronic organ and asked my teacher to teach me how to learn it. Later I realized that although my family is not rich, you are willing to pay more for my success.
When I was eight years old, you told me to watch more English programs. I really didn't understand. You encourage me to learn and speak, and talk to me in spoken English. At that time, I didn't know all 26 English letters, but I knew your good intentions.
When I was nine years old, I didn't do well in an exam and only got 7 1. I changed "7" to "9" without telling you, although I made a disguise and quietly changed all the wrong questions in the paper. Unexpectedly, you still found out, "It doesn't matter if you don't do well in the exam, but you can't lie." I cried and bowed my head in shame. Since then, the word "sincerity" has been deeply engraved in my mind.
When I was ten years old, I found that some parents bought beautiful mobile phones for their children, and I wanted to have them, so I asked you for them. This time, you didn't satisfy my wish, but said seriously, "Don't compare with others. The most important thing now is to concentrate on your studies. "
Now, I am eleven years old. One day when I was shopping with my mother, I saw four big characters on a placard: I asked my mother curiously what these four words meant. My mother said to me, "This is a proposal and a code of conduct that everyone should abide by. Only when everyone does a good job can our society be harmonious and our motherland be rich and strong. " I asked, "Isn't this what you taught me when I was a child?" Mom smiled and nodded.
I did it right this time and wrote a composition. On Sunday, just after breakfast, my brother said excitedly, "Xiao Yong, go into the county to see the monkeys." I jumped off the kang with joy, and a 60-meter sprint of individual champion came in the yard, scaring chickens and ducks flying around the yard. ...
When I arrived at the station, my brother suddenly grabbed me and looked at me for a while before asking, "How tall are you?" I replied in surprise: "I was only 1.3 meters when I had a physical examination at school in spring, and I have grown a lot this month." Do you believe it? " Let's compare it. "I deliberately hold out a bosom, craning my neck. My brother patted me on the head and said, "When you get on the bus, you should shrink down a little. Listen to my brother. I'll buy you sorbet when I get to the county seat. "I was just about to say, why should someone decorate gnome? I won't do it! But when I saw my brother's face serious, I swallowed it back to my throat. When I got on the bus, my brother's hand pressed my shoulder hard. I am too small to stand it, so I have to bend my legs. He is much shorter and tastes bad. When passing by the conductor's aunt, my brother only bought a ticket. He pointed to me and said, "This is my brother. He is only 12 years old, less than one meter three. " The conductor glanced at me and I quickly lowered my feverish face. At this time, I really want to stand up and show everyone how tall I am.
Just then, there was a sudden shout from the crowd: "Aunt, buy a ticket!" " "I looked back: it turned out to be a little girl shorter than me, holding a dollar in her hand and handing it to the conductor. I remember at school, the teacher often taught us not to be a lying child, but I ... I felt terrible and really wanted to cry. I put my brother's hand on my shoulder and straightened up.
On arriving at the station, I said to my brother, "Give me one yuan." "what to buy?" "Buy ice cream." I took one yuan, turned and got on the bus, and said, "Aunt, I'll make up the ticket!" " The conductor was a little surprised at first, then showed approval, nodded and smiled. I did the right thing. There is one thing that has puzzled me for a long time. Did I really do something wrong?
One day after school, I went home with three good friends. Suddenly, several fallen bicycles appeared in front of us. There were two questions in my mind. Do you want to move? I stopped. They stopped, too, and I think they're trying to stay still. In an instant, my intuition told me that the red scarf I hung on my chest told me, "You are a young pioneer. Can you not do this? " Just when I wanted to move, a friend of mine took a big step towards cycling without hesitation, and I followed suit. When we lifted the bicycle, the uncles and aunts nearby began to talk about it and said, "Look, these children helped other people's bicycles first, and then helped them. "I just finished here, and I talked over there. Someone said, "It's outrageous that those children want to steal other people's bicycles at such a young age. Some insiders also said, "You are so stupid." If you help others, others will not repay you, and others will misunderstand you, haha! ".At this time I really want to rush up and argue with them, but ... I'd better be Lei Feng, alas!
Although others look at us differently, we still insist on moving bicycles. I believe that one day, others will look at us with appreciation. By then, our red scarf will become more "brilliant"!
After a few days, the content of passers-by is completely different ... I know now that when you do something, don't care what others think of you. You should be firm in your choice. Now I can tell you loudly: "I did the right thing!" ! ! "
I did it right this time and wrote a composition.
"sasha vujacic ..." Looking at the thin spring rain outside the window, my thoughts unconsciously returned to that day.
It's also a rainy day. I got up early, grabbed my schoolbag, picked up my umbrella and flew to the station like an arrow.
It keeps raining, and time goes on and on.
"Why hasn't the car come yet? I am going to be late for school. What should I do? " I'm worried about being late for school.
Time is ticking away. Just when I was extremely anxious, the bus came. Suddenly, I found that the money had not been taken. If I sit now, my seat will definitely be taken away by others.
I crustily skin of head got on the bus.
At the next stop, an old man in his sixties got on the bus. The old man looked at the dense crowd and came to me reluctantly. He gave me a timid look, as if to say, "Let me sit down for a while."
"I'm not that stupid. I managed to get that seat. Do you want me to give it to you for free? No, it's impossible. " I think.
I looked down as if I didn't see him.
Just then, the whistle around my neck seemed to say, "As a young pioneer, it is your duty to help others ..."
There are two words in my heart quietly saying to me: "Let go!" "No, absolutely not!"
These two voices have been lingering in my ears.
Let's decide! I looked up and looked at the fine sweat on the old man's head. I don't know how brave I am. I blurted out, "Grandpa, sit down!" "
I don't regret telling it.
When my uncle and aunt in the car gave me an approving look, I suddenly blushed. Although the wind blows on me and I feel cold, I feel sweet in my heart.
This time, I think I did the right thing! I am proud of myself.
Write a 300-word composition entitled "This time, I did it right". Nai is a primary school math teacher. Since I was very young, she began to cultivate my interest in learning mathematics, so I have been good at mathematics since primary school, and I also participated in the study of the Olympic Mathematics class, but once I failed the Olympic Mathematics simulation exam.
I remember that time, when the test paper was issued, I panicked at first glance, because half of the test paper was "chasing questions" and I was unfamiliar with it, so I thought, "That's it! This is it!" But there is no way, you must answer, so you must bite the bullet and do it. I can answer the first few questions half-guessed and half-answered, but the more difficult it is, the less I know what I am writing. I handed in my paper in a daze, knowing that the exam result would be very bad. I don't even know what the teacher said after class.
I came home glumly after school, and my grandmother asked me what was wrong. I said sadly, "I failed the exam!" " "Grandma said," why? Don't you pay attention to the lecture every class? " I was sad and wronged, and said loudly, "No, I just can't understand!" " "Grandma smiled and didn't say anything about me. She just told me a short story about the problem of missing people. Grandma's story is very simple. Through vivid gestures and interesting pictures, I have a comprehensive understanding of the problem of finding people. In the following days, every time after school, grandma would tell me a problem of finding people, let me repeat it and then tell me my understanding of the problem. Finally, I completely mastered the problem-solving skills of this kind of problem.
In the next math exam, there was a catch-up problem. This time, I didn't panic. I carefully wrote down the formula step by step, drew a picture and answered all the questions correctly. As you can imagine, I got an "A" in the exam. I am very happy, like eating honey, because I not only got good grades in the exam, but also mastered a learning method with the help of my grandmother and my own efforts. This time, I did it right!
6. composition: I did it right this time. I did the right thing.
The urgent study forced me to run home in three steps and two steps. Time waits for no one, so run home quickly.
I hurried upstairs, when a pleading tone came: "Help my grandson with a math problem." At first, I didn't care too much, and I was in a hurry to study, so I didn't have time to take care of other people's affairs. However, another voice came: "He thought about this math problem all night, but I couldn't figure it out. I thought about it for his mother for a long time and I couldn't figure it out." Then I noticed that it was a ... I think: it's already eight o'clock. I have to do my homework, eat, and have many things to solve. Then I have to mind other people's business. If I can sleep a long time, I'd better go home. Run before it's too late. I'm like a thief sneaking home.
When I got home, I was glad I didn't put it on the shelf. It seems that I have to burn the midnight oil today.
Late at night, it was dark. It's already ten o'clock and my work is still going on. At that moment, "Knock, knock," someone knocked at the door again. I'm bored to death because they met the damn people on their way home-an old woman and her grandson. "I'm so anxious. What if I haven't finished my homework so late? " ? "I continued to do my homework and ignored them.
Grandma kept knocking at the door. At this time, I felt grandma's anxiety and love for her grandson from her words and knocking at the door. On the one hand, it is homework, on the other hand, it is someone else's business. I still explained my helplessness to them.
I hurried to open the door. However, grandma sincerely said to me, "help him have a look." I was so worried. What can I do? " ! ? "Originally, I wanted to explain my helplessness to them, but I was afraid to see the tears rolling in my grandmother's grandson's eyes, as if begging me. It was their sincerity that deeply touched my heart. I was a little embarrassed to say, "Well, let me think. I ignored you just now." "No, we're sorry to bother you so late." I smiled with relief.
I did the right thing. In fact, if each of us can understand and tolerate each other, what's the trouble? Face life with a smile.
My originality! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
7. I did the right thing in writing, and so did my writing!
On that day, it rained several times in Mao Mao, which made people feel very cool. I was walking in the street when I suddenly saw a woman with a girl in her arms, about two or three years old. Their clothes were torn and dirty, and they looked at passers-by with pitiful eyes. The little girl in her arms is black and thin, with her fingers in her mouth and her other hand covering her stomach. I think they haven't eaten for days. There are so many people around, I can't help looking forward. At this time, I moved away from the silhouette, touched the pocket below, and the 10 yuan my mother gave me this morning, but I still stood there watching.
However, I only heard that the woman had been begging and said, "Good people in the past, please help us. We haven't eaten for several days, even if it is 1 yuan, please! " I didn't look at the poor little girl next to me. Her big eyes were full of silence. She doesn't have the happiness and happiness that she should enjoy at that age. She's a little mature. She doesn't cry or make trouble. She has been quietly watching in her mother's arms. At this time, I took a few steps forward and just wanted to find out the money, when I heard a beautiful aunt beside me say, "It's not like she has no arms or legs. Why beg? Do not give it to her. Why doesn't she look for a job? "
After listening to my aunt's words, people around me began to talk about it: "Yes, just to cheat others' sympathy to make money, how can such a person be qualified to accept other people's money!" "Light will cheat children's money, what a good person! "At this time, I pulled my hand out.
However, I boldly found the money again, took a few steps forward and handed it to the woman. The woman was very grateful and I left.
I did the right thing!
Since childhood, everyone will always do something wrong, but as long as you distinguish right from wrong and treat it correctly, you will feel happy. I have just experienced such a thing. ...
One day, the math teacher came into the classroom and said to us seriously, "There is an exam today." This short sentence makes me feel the air is very tense. Because I don't do well in every exam, I'm afraid I can't get good grades this time. That's the official exam. I'm doing the answer. My classmate Yoshida gave me a note and asked me to help him write the answer to the question. Hardly had I written a few numbers when the teacher came over and said, "Give me the note." At this time, I felt that the whole class was looking at me, as if accusing me of doing something wrong. Some students are talking about it. "How did Chen Yue do this?" "Really, Jia Tian asked him to write, and he wrote?" . I know I did something wrong and didn't dare to look at the teacher. After class, the teacher called me to criticize. I feel very regretful and determined to correct it next time.
There will be another exam in a few days. I reminded myself that I couldn't write back to him. As I expected, he handed me another note. I ignored him and thought I could never hurt him again. Unexpectedly, he eagerly gave me the note again. "hurry up! Hurry up! I am still waiting to do the following questions! " I shook my head to show that I wouldn't write to him. He was angry and frowned and said, "Hurry up, or I'll break up with you!" , "no! It's wrong to pass the note, I can't write it for you. " , "you can do it! Chen Yue, I really broke up with you, and I will never talk to you again. " After that, he did the following questions. I'm a little flustered at the thought that he will break up with me. The teacher now advocates helping my classmates. Let me help him write, but I still didn't write for him, because I thought it was wrong to write answers to my classmates. After handing in the answer sheet, I feel very practical and secretly glad that I did the right thing.
Later, he ignored me for a while. But I think I did the right thing, because I can't "hurt" my classmates. After that, he never asked me to write the answer in the exam. After this, I feel "grown up" and "mature", and I believe he will understand me.
8. I did the right composition that time. At the thought of persuading my cousin to let the frog go, I was very proud and felt that I had done the right thing.
When I got to grandma's house, I was still in the car. My cousin Zhang Tiantian's mouth shouted at me: "Brother, brother." I should cry. As soon as I got off the bus, my cousin took my hand and said, "I want to show you something." I walked with him curiously and went into his room to "see" where I was looking. There are many colorful goldfish in a brand-new fish tank, red, black and yellow ... swimming happily, you chase me and I chase you. I asked, "Your family just bought it." "No, no, you're watching." I can't watch any more. Ah, what is this? If it is not a frog, it is a little frog with a tail. I asked, "Where did this come from?" "I bought it online." "Put it in Lake No.6 quickly." "Let go, why?" My tone seems a little awkward.
He said to him, "Frogs are good friends of human beings and good helpers of our farmers' uncles. Since it is our good helper and our good friend, then we should protect it. " "My cousin nodded his head. Then let it be. My cousin suddenly twisted to one side and said solemnly, "No,no." I want to keep it and I can't let it get hurt! " His tone made me laugh and cry. "Cousin, listen to your cousin, let it go. You have your father, and the little frog has his own father. Now you rob the little frog, and the little frog misses his parents. The little frog took you away from me. You miss your parents too. Let's just forget it? " Cousin obviously refused. I took out a cousin of Transformers from my pocket and immediately put it down. I said, "I'll trade you for a little frog." My cousin agreed at once. Take it away. Get up.
I took the little frog out of the fish tank and put it in the lake. Until it leaves.
9. When I got the composition title right, I quickly lowered my feverish face? "Buy ice cream for everyone to see how tall I am:" Auntie. " I stood up on purpose, and the teacher often told us not to lie, son? Let's play, nod and smile. ""what to buy. I remember at school. Passing the conductor's aunt. My brother patted me on the head and said, "How tall are you?" This is my brother. He craned his neck and handed it to the conductor. Why do you need someone to decorate a dwarf? Then he agreed. My brother held my shoulder hard and listened to his words. When he got on the bus, there was a sudden cry from the crowd. Got in the car? "I replied in surprise, I won't do that.
Here we are. My brother only bought one ticket! When I look back, I really want to cry. I happened to be 1.3 meters, reached my throat and swallowed back: "During the physical examination at Spring School." I took a dollar, turned and stepped on the car and said. I pushed my brother's hand on my shoulder and it came down. Pointing at me again! "The conductor was only 12 years old when he was one leng. He could not bear to look at me again for a while, but the taste was unpleasant. I made up the ticket and crossed my legs. My youngest son: "Auntie, 1.3 meters is not enough": "Give me one yuan. He is much shorter than me. I really want to stand up at this moment, but I ... I feel terrible.
Just then, I said to my brother: It turned out to be a little girl shorter than me. I did the right thing that time.
When you got to the station, you shrank back. If you don't believe me, you have a dollar in your hand. "The conductor glanced at me." I just want to say that I have to bow my head! But seeing my brother's serious face, I bought you sorbet to eat in the county. My brother suddenly grabbed me and asked, I have grown a lot this month and straightened up.
10. Composition name: This time, I did it right. It is another sunny day. I ran to the station in high spirits and boarded the bus smoothly.
There are so many people on the bus today, probably because of the good weather, and everyone wants to go out for a walk! I ran around, finally grabbed a seat and sat down. One stop, two stops, when the bus was approaching the third platform of the first Dan factory, an old man got on. His face is covered with Zou Wen, and his hair is as white as snow. At first glance, he is an ex who has gone through a lot of hardships and has been exposed to the sun and rain all day.
He finally shook his hand and barely grabbed the handrail beside me. The car drove away, and the old man's body kept swinging from side to side, making him look more vicissitudes and older.
At the same time, I blushed and the word "give up my seat" popped up in my mind. I finally stood up and said to my grandfather, "Please sit with me!" Grandpa smiled with relief, kept nodding and repeatedly said, "Thank you, thank you."
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Master finally struggled to sit in his seat and breathed a long sigh of relief. When I got off at the destination, my feet were numb, but I was relaxed, because I learned to give up my seat and how to respect and help people around me in the details of my life.
In short, this time, I made notes on respecting the old and loving the young, and I did the right thing.