Unforgettable that incident composition 1 There have been countless things on my growing road: some make me happy; Some make me unforgettable; The rest is fresh in my memory.
Once, I saw that the green corner in my class was loose and the whole paper was crumbling. I kindly moved a stool, stepped on it and pressed the nail firmly. However, because of my "kindness", I touched a rose in the green corner, and with a bang, the vase fell to the ground, shattered, and the rose lay sideways, like an injured and sick person.
I thought: this is terrible. If the teacher knows, it will be difficult to argue. Suddenly, I blushed to the base of my neck.
I jumped off the stool and looked around. The classmates were playing around, unaware. So, I quietly took out my broom, swept it into the trash can, put the rose behind another pot of flowers, and covered the rose without a home. I'm like a criminal who destroys evidence.
The next time was really difficult. I felt as if I had done something wrong: after class, I went to the green corner to see if the rose had arrived; Whenever a classmate looks at me, I feel that he has found me and is too busy to look at him.
Finally, after school, I went home and went straight to my room without even saying hello to my mother. Careful mother found my abnormality, pushed open my door and said, "son, what's wrong today?" Is there anything unpleasant? " Tell mom that mom will definitely help you solve it. "
I heard my mother so gentle, crying and holding her and telling her what happened. Mom listened and said, "Although you didn't mean to, you have struggled for so long, you should learn to endure!" " ! Now let's buy a vase for our teacher! "I nodded heavily.
The next day, I took out the flowerpot and told the teacher everything. The teacher smiled and said, "Jun Jun, you have grown up and learned to take it!" " "I feel very warm after listening to it.
I remember that thing vividly because I learned to take responsibility!
I can't forget that. The teacher said that the article I wrote today would be published in the newspaper. When I saw it, it turned out to be the eighth question. I wrote a topic in my mind and said, "The ancients said,' Don't do it just because it's small.'" Think back, what good things have you done? Please write down the topic of "unforgettable events" truthfully, so that the sentences are smooth and clear. No less than 500 words (please attach a separate sheet). The teacher didn't say to write 500 words, but we all know that we must write 500 words. Let me tell you something unforgettable:
Today, my mother picked some potatoes of even size. She washed the soil off it first, and then scraped off its skin with a small spoon, because the potato skin is not edible. After peeling off the potatoes, she washed them with water again and then began to shred them. My mother said,' shredded potatoes are difficult to cut, so when you learn to cook, you should practice knife skills by cutting potatoes. When cutting, cut the potatoes into pieces that are neither too thin nor too thick. Otherwise, you must get the potatoes ready when you cut them. My mother took a potato and asked me to try to cut it. When I put it on the chopping board with a knife in my left hand and a knife in my right hand, the potato didn't listen to me at all. When I do anything with a knife, it slips to one side and almost cuts my hand. I tried to cut it several times and finally cut it off, but each piece was very thick. Mom said,' The potato chips I cut are being cut into strips. It's not shredded potatoes at all, it's thick potato chips. I watched my mother shred the potato chips, and my mother cut them evenly. We washed the cut potato shreds in water to remove the starch. The starch is washed away, so that the fried shredded potatoes are not sticky. I watched my mother stir-fry shredded potatoes. It smells very fragrant. I thought it had something to do with my own practice!
I can't forget that incident. Three people said that one more friend means one more way. One more enemy and one more wall. In class, I have a close friend-Fu, who is also my best friend. Usually we help each other, and sometimes we complain, which makes us very uncomfortable. However, one day she went to Shanghai to study, and I felt the taste of losing my friend and began to have a sad aftertaste.
She is white and fat, and she wants to pinch her face at first sight. Her facial features are also very cute.
I remember that day, all the girls in our class went to play on the playground: some students competed and ran on the playground; Some students are playing with sand in the bunker; Some students are playing bungee jumping. I am also skipping rope with my classmates. Four students stood around with their feet hooked with rubber bands as pillars, and we shuttled between them one foot at a time. We had a great time! After practicing OK, the six of us divided into two groups to compete. There are three people in our team, and I am the captain, which is used for the finale. At this time, the score of the game is 1: 1. I tried to win the first place in the final, but I don't know if it was because I got caught on a shoe or because I jumped too low. I just heard "bang-bang! ! "I fell to the ground and my left face touched the ground of the playground. ! It was that intimate friend who helped me up and asked with concern, "Oh dear! How can you be so careless? Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the infirmary? " "no! ! Thank you! I'm fine, "I replied gratefully.
We walked onto the teaching building and came to the classroom to have a rest. Suddenly, our faces were so painful that we had to hold our cheeks in our hands (like patients with toothache). The friend came again. "Does it hurt again?" Do you want to go to the infirmary? Let me go with you! ""forget it! Don't go, it'll be all right in a minute! ! ！” I answered impatiently.
She has been taking care of me that day. After that, I couldn't forget it for a long time, and I thanked her in my heart.
This is my good friend Fu. Although she left Wenzhou for Shanghai, we still kept in touch through QQ, which made our friendship never break.
I have many unforgettable things, but only one thing impressed me deeply. I remember once, I was particularly unhappy for some reason. When I came home from school, I saw my mother greet me with a smile. In order not to worry my mother, I managed to squeeze out a smile and went back to my room to do my homework.
After finishing my homework, I looked out of the window and accidentally saw such a scene: a grass swaying in the breeze. Suddenly, a little caterpillar climbed onto the grass and wanted to have a big meal. At this time, a gust of wind blows the grass and the caterpillar from side to side, but no matter how the wind blows, the caterpillar will not come down; After coming for a while, a drop of dew suddenly fell from the roof and landed on the caterpillar, knocking it out! I am so surprised. At the critical moment when grass is in danger, dewdrops use their bodies to drive away caterpillars! At night, it's time for bed. I told my mother that I was in a bad mood and hoped that my mother would hug me and tell her what I just saw. My mother smiled, hugged me in her arms and sang the most familiar song "Panda Mimi" when I was a child: bamboo bloomed and Mimi lay in her arms counting stars. ......
I listened and fell into a wonderful dream. Although it was a small matter, it left a deep impression on me. Dew used her body to drive away the caterpillars that hurt the grass, just like my mother used love to drive away my troubles. Although it is just an ordinary grass, it makes me feel my mother's deep love. Today, whenever I think of grass, I can't help but say to my mother: Mom, you are a dewdrop and I am a grass. The caterpillar wants to hurt me, and the wind can't blow it away.
I am ten years old now, and there are many unforgettable things in my mind, but there is one thing that really makes me unforgettable and deeply touched.
That's the final exam for the next semester of Grade Three. I have never done so badly in math, but I did badly in this exam, so I can't mention that sad thing. On the way home at noon after the exam, my mother asked me how the exam was. I said the questions were simple, but when the teacher corrected the papers and announced the results, I heard that the score was 7 1. I was confused at that time. How did I do so badly in the exam? After reading the paper, I was careless and my head was about to explode. How can I work with my parents when I go home? Forget it. You'd better keep silent when you go home these days. I can't have dinner. I'm afraid my mother will ask me about my grades, but I can't hide it. I'm thinking, so my mother will ask me if I didn't do well in the exam and I'm not in the mood to eat. I said I don't know. The teacher didn't finish correcting the paper. During those days at home, I took the initiative to help my parents do what I could, and my parents praised me for growing up.
On the weekend, the teacher sent a message to my mother saying that there would be a parent-teacher conference this school year. I secretly said to myself, it's over, it's really over. It must be a good day for me to go home after the parent-teacher conference tomorrow! When I got home from the parent-teacher conference for more than an hour, my mother took out the paper and asked me to write the wrong question again. I wrote it correctly. My mother not only didn't bother me, but also gave me an education lesson. How to correct my carelessness and tell me that grades are not important? The important thing is to study hard and whether I have learned the knowledge thoroughly. I still remember it clearly.
On the first day of grade four, when my mother picked me up from school at noon, I promised my mother that I would study hard. You have to pick me up so hard every day, rain or shine. You must not be a child that teachers and parents hate. You must strive to be a "three good students" to repay the care and love of your mother and teachers.
I can't forget that. Memory is like a box of moonlight, full of stories, one of which is still dazzling.
It was one night, my father went out to have dinner with a client, and my mother took care of my grandparents in my hometown, leaving me alone at home. At that moment, I felt that I had the whole world, spinning and jumping, and I closed my eyes. ...
Finally, no one will rob me of the TV remote control tonight. I can watch whatever I want. This is sour! I lie comfortably on the sofa and watch my favorite variety show, not to mention how comfortable it is! Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside, making the windows creak. I quickly closed the window, the wind outside was still roaring, and my heart began to struggle, praying that Dad would come home soon.
I'm tired of watching TV, so I must go back to my room to sleep. When I was tidying up the quilt, I found someone under it. My hands froze in the air, my heart was in my throat, and sweat was oozing from my forehead. I slowly lifted the quilt and found it was a big doll. I patted my chest, which was really a false alarm.
I like to show my feet outside the quilt when I sleep, but I always feel that someone is pulling my feet. I quickly put my feet back on the bed and covered my head. My whole body curled up into a ball, my hands clutched the quilt tightly, my arms jumped up and down like rabbits, and my heart turned upside down.
At about three o'clock in the morning, I heard someone knocking at the door in a low voice. I turned on the light, got dressed, held a broom in my left hand and a spatula in my right hand, and slowly moved my feet to the door, unable to breathe. "Open the door, it's me." It was my father's voice. Father came back, and the big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.
Although it has been a long time, it has been lingering in my mind for a long time.
In my memory, some things died with the waves like duckweed, and some things stuck there like roots, which I will never forget.
That afternoon, the burning sun hung high in the sky and baked the earth hot. As soon as I got out of school, I was already sweating. I thought to myself, if only I could eat a cold popsicle at this time! Looking at the bus fare in my hand, I couldn't help but go to the grocery store and buy an ice cube. I have been thinking along the way: the fare is used to buy food, how can I get it back? I thought hard and finally thought of a way: walk back! Fortunately, I am familiar with the road, otherwise I wouldn't have come up with this idea. I'm walking. Suddenly, my mother called me. I quickly picked up my mobile phone and watched it. Mother's voice came from the watch: "Son, are you out of school?" I am waiting for you. "I hesitated for a moment and replied," Mom, I am on the bus after school! ""When you see this, you will say, "Why did you lie to your mother? This is not a good boy! "Yes, the teacher also taught us to be honest. However, I dare not tell the truth, because I am afraid that my mother will scold me, so I didn't say it. When I got home, I found my mother was not at home. Only then did I know that my mother was waiting for me at the intersection. I waited a long time before my mother came back. I thought my mother would give me a storm of criticism, but the first thing my mother said when she saw me was, "Son, are you tired from walking so far?" I'm surprised. My mother already knew.
At this moment, my mother didn't criticize me or hit me, but gently asked me, "Are you tired?" ... my eyes blurred, and tears ran across my cheeks like pearls with broken lines. Only then did I know how great my mother was and regretted not telling her the truth at that time. Although I didn't see my mother waiting for me at the intersection with my own eyes, I can imagine how worried and scared my mother was at that time. Whenever I eat popsicles, my mother will wait for me in my mind.
I won't forget that. I think you have a lot of unforgettable things, too, right? Is it catching tadpoles? Is it a trip? ..... One of my most unforgettable things must be different from yours. One of my most unforgettable things is growing broad beans! Hehe, I can't believe it.
I was a fourth-grade child at that time. In a science class, the teacher gave each of us a bag of broad beans and asked us to put them in wet napkins to observe the germination of broad beans. On that day, I went to my desk almost every class to see if my baby broad beans had sprouted, and even put them on the bedside when I slept at night. In this way, two days passed, and I was impatient, so I soaked the broad beans in water and didn't want to see them as usual.
Finally, the next night, I saw a white thing emerge from the crack in the broad bean. After my judgment, that is the root. Another day passed, and I clearly saw that the tender roots grew a little longer, and the place where the roots grew was a little green. Through the photos and knowledge in the science book, I know that it is the cotyledon of broad bean. I ran excitedly to show it to Teacher Zhou. Teacher Zhou asked me if I knew the germination process of broad beans. I said yes, and the teacher indicated that I could plant it. Tell me how to plant it. I was so happy that I quickly found a plastic cup, drilled several holes in the bottom and dug some soil in it. With these ready, I quickly put down the broad bean roots. A few days later, the leaves of broad beans arched. I was so happy that I watered it again. ...
About five weeks later, my broad bean grew to three meters high and blossomed. A week later, the broad bean grew a bean clip, and I pulled it off when it was ripe.
Although there is only one broad bean, I am still very happy. This incident really makes me unforgettable!
I can't forget that. The primary school time in 1996 passed by in a hurry, like a cloud, and it has vanished. Although six years is short, it is beautiful and unforgettable.
In just six years, we bid farewell to innocence and moved towards calmness; I took off my childish coat and put on my confident coat ... Six years of trekking and self-exploration have increased my knowledge and grown me ... Six years of primary school life have recorded my ups and downs!
I remember when I was in the fifth grade, we were all absorbed in math class, and the math teacher talked with relish. At this time, my deskmate and I heard a classmate sneeze. Somehow, this sneeze made us both laugh and cry. When the teacher saw us, he was very angry with us. "Say you two, come to my office after class."
Dingding Bell ... The bell rang and we had to go to the office in dismay. On arriving at the office, the teacher asked us, "What are you laughing at in class? Am I funny? " We shook our heads and the teacher asked us what we were laughing at, so I had to tell the reason. After listening to this, the teacher said angrily, "Just sneeze and you will laugh like this." Tell you what, copy the concepts you have learned ten times and give them to me at noon. "We went back to class. After that, we made a rule for each other: listen carefully in class, don't whisper, don't make small moves, don't laugh ... Since then, we have never been punished by the teacher.
I will never forget this, because it taught me to listen attentively in class, not to whisper, not to fidget, not to laugh …
Unforgettable composition 10 During my growing up, many things happened, just like countless stars in the sky. Now let me tell you something!
I remember it was a cold night, and my friends were waiting at the Duozuo cafeteria in Xinjiekou. Guess who she is? That is me. Today is my birthday. When I walked in front of my friends, they seemed to see the baby and rushed up together. Everyone said to me in unison, "Happy birthday! Happy birthday! ..... "I was immersed in a sea of happiness, and in a flash, my arms were filled with all kinds of gifts. There are exquisite greeting cards filled with deep blessings; There is a small elephant photo frame, which is a photo of me joining the Young Pioneers. This was taken by Xu Yuan's mother herself, which left me a good memory of my growth. There is a Barbie gift box, and my friend's mother said, I heard that you like Barbie, and she has always kept it in mind; There is also a baby dog as big as me. My friend said that you can lean on it when you are tired ... every gift is full of my friend's love and blessing.
After everyone arrived, we began to taste delicious food. There is a great cook standing in the middle, baking food for us. This is the first time we have seen it. When the gray shrimp turns red after being cooked, we all exclaim.
The best birthday cake is of course prepared for me by Cao's mother. It is full of orange flowers. My friends lit candles for me and sang a happy birthday song. In the song, I feel that I am the happiest person in the world. Thank my parents for preparing this birthday party for me, and thank my friends for coming to bless me in person.
That incident will never be forgotten by me.
Unforgettable composition 1 1 Open the photo album of memory. Many past events are like those yellowed photos in the photo album. As time goes on, they gradually blur. Only one little thing, like a color photo, is real, colorful and deeply imprinted in my mind.
I remember it was an early autumn morning, and my father and I were on our way to class. The weather on this day was very bad, and it began to rain soon. The sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella was like a slow drum. It rained harder and harder, and water began to accumulate on the ground, forming a small puddle, just like a "water bomb". People walking on the road will not be attacked.
My father and I just came to an overpass. I saw many puddles of different sizes under the overpass, so I quickly reminded my father to watch his step. The two of us walked carefully through the puddle with umbrellas and trouser legs. Suddenly, I heard a screeching brake. When I looked back, it turned out that a middle-aged man riding an electric car accidentally fell down and splashed water on the clothes of a passing young man. I saw rows of stains on light clothes. At this time, passers-by stopped to watch the excitement, thinking that a "tongue war" was about to begin.
Unexpectedly, this young man not only cares about himself. He just dusted off his clothes and quickly lifted the middle-aged man up. The middle-aged man said shyly, "Young man, I'm fine, but your clothes …" The young man took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it gently, saying, "Never mind, it's just such a trivial matter." Say that finish, two people laughed, everyone laughed.
The rain gradually stopped, and I looked at the dispersed crowd, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. I continued to walk on the road, breathing the fresh air after the rain. It's refreshing to see the blue sky.
I can't forget that. 12 During the National Day, my father took me to ride a motorcycle. I still can't forget the feeling of flying!
10 year10.6, I asked my father to take me to ride a motorcycle, and my father said "no" considering my safety. After repeated entreaties, my father finally agreed to take me to ride a bike. You know, dad never took anyone on a motorcycle. This is a rare opportunity!
I got up early the next morning to brush my teeth and wash my face, waiting for my father to take me out to ride a motorcycle! After breakfast, we quickly put on our helmets and walked to the car in a heroic manner against the rising sun. When I got on the bus, I felt that the equipment on the bus was very novel. Why is the fuel tank in front? Why don't cars use triangular struts? I started this trip with doubts.
Dad put away his foot brace and turned the throttle handle. The car "grunted" like an arrow leaving the string and rushed out. Driving to the gate of the community, my father said to me, "Hold me tight and don't move." I sat quietly in the car, motionless. As soon as my father stepped on the accelerator, the car roared onto the road, and I was both scared and excited. At this moment, the wind came and blew my clothes into a big airbag. Next, my father and I bowed and hugged. Because the speed is too fast, the vibration caused by the engine running makes my legs numb, but at the moment my heart is boiling with blood.
Dad took me flying fast, the wind bit my clothes tightly, and the trees on the roadside "swish, swish, swish" quickly retreated behind me. My father and I rise and fall with the wind, and it feels great. I am flying around in the air like a flying eagle.
Gradually, I am not nervous. I hummed a little song all the way, sat freely in my father's car and ran with him. I hope to "fly" to the end of the road with my father; I hope my father will be happy every day and always be happy when riding a motorcycle; I hope to travel around the world with my dad on my beloved motorcycle when I grow up.
Dad's cycling speed gradually slowed down, and my trip ended with it. When I parked the car, I still remembered the "Eagle Flying" just now. I hope my dream can come true and I can really be a strong eagle. This cool trip really made me unforgettable.
Unforgettable event composition 13 In our life, there will be all kinds of things that we will never forget. They are not necessarily earth-shattering events, and some are even trivial matters, but they have a far-reaching impact on our lives. Looking back now, the feeling at that time is still lingering in my heart. Time has passed, but the taste of the past will not disappear. ...
I remember when I was a child, doing housework was just a strange concept to me. I always think that housework is the "patent" of parents, and I always think that housework should not be too simple. But as I grew older, I gradually realized the hardships and difficulties of my parents. So, during a holiday, I had the idea of doing housework for the first time. What are you doing? Let's start by mopping the floor!
Mopping the floor is manual labor. Home furniture, large and small, "stands tall" in every corner, which inevitably becomes an obstacle. I dragged along the wall, I dragged around the legs of the table, I dragged under the bed ... after a while, I was sweating like a pig. It turns out that doing housework is not an easy task! But looking back, the floor I mopped was much cleaner and brighter than before. I'm relieved that I didn't work in vain. A closer look shows that there are still some stubborn stains on the ground.
What should I do? Doing housework for the first time is a bit overwhelming. Yes, I had a brainwave and brought a steel ball from the kitchen. This is a good idea! I first wipe off stubborn stains with steel balls, and then "sweep" them off with a mop in time. My best way to wash the "floor" is far more effective than Tide, which quickly disintegrates 72 stubborn stains. Wipe and drag over and over again, rinse over and over again. I'm sweating like a pig, and I'm busy. ...
In the end, many things happen and the ground at home is "brand-new". I felt unprecedented pride and pride and smiled happily. This kind of happiness comes from the carefree work, from the satisfaction brought by the affirmation after parents come back, and from the pride brought by self-transcendence!
Unforgettable composition 14 During the National Day, my mother took me to travel to Inner Mongolia. I will take the train from Hohhot to Ejina for one night. I will never forget the experience of riding the green leather train.
The trains I used to take were all high-speed trains, which were spacious, clean and fast. This time, as soon as I got to the platform, I was dumbfounded. Why the green car? The carriage is very old, and some places seem to be rusted. There are small steps on the train, which makes me uncomfortable. The space on the train is tight, and the upper and middle bunks are limited, so you can only climb in with your head down. The train left with a click and the body was still shaking. I thought to myself, I must not sleep at night, and I may even fall down. At ten o'clock, the lights in the carriage turned off and the adults stopped chatting. I lay quietly in the narrow bed, swaying gently with the progress of the train, and felt like I was sitting in a rocking car when I was a child. I fell asleep unconsciously, dreaming that I was gently shaken by my mother in the cradle.
I woke up at dawn and sat by the window looking out. At this time, a small bright spot caught my eye. At first, it crawled slowly, as if it were shy, and never showed its true colors. After a while, the bright spot gradually expanded and the brightness gradually strengthened, turning into a red fireball. The fireball rises slowly, the outside is orange, the middle layer is crimson, and the inside is red and bright. It is the sun! The earth was suddenly lit up. Last night, there were still green trees and fields outside. Now it is an endless yellow desert outside. At first glance, there was no one there, and occasionally there was grass on the ground. After a long time, I suddenly saw some trees and grass, and there was a small pond where several camels ate grass and drank water. I think this should be the desert oasis described in the book! The scenery feels really beautiful.
I thought it was a tough night, but I didn't expect it to be comfortable at night and I could see beautiful scenery in the morning. I will never forget the experience of taking the train.
I can't forget that. That incident really impressed me all my life.
Once, my mother was cooking at home and suddenly found that there was no salt. My mother asked me to go out and buy a pack of salt.
I readily agreed and walked out of the house. I trotted on the road, humming a ditty, running around, and forgot all about my mother buying salt. At this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that my mother asked me to buy salt. I began to worry, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, so I stepped up and ran straight ahead. Suddenly, I heard a child's voice "ah" behind me. I turned around at once, but I was shocked. Just now, when I came up, I ran over in a hurry regardless of others, but I knocked down a little girl who was eating. I said loudly, "Hey! How did you go? Just eat, regardless of the road? " As I spoke, I lowered my head a little, afraid to see the crystal tears in the little girl's eyes and the adults next to me blaming me. I turned and slipped away, only to hear my little sister calling me from behind. Sister whispered, "Sister, your money just fell." I leaned down slowly, touched her shoulder and said guiltily, "That's very kind of you!" " I thought to myself: I am so stupid. I lost all the money my mother gave me. My eyes also shed tears of excitement.
I hesitated for a while, stood up slowly and said, little sister, I have something to do. Goodbye! Say that finish, I went back. I went into the shop, bought a bag of salt, and then walked out of the door of business war. I smiled faintly when I saw my little sister's far short figure.
That incident really impressed me all my life.