Let's walk into each other's spiritual world and resolve all the grievances in our hearts. This crying moved me.

Let us forget the past. Let the loved one be desperate to protect the loved one, even if he is in pain. No one here is a victim.

From the moment they were born, they were tied together by the rope of maternal love, even if the umbilical cord was cut short. This side of the rope is me and that side is my mother.

One day, my mother and I had an argument, and then my mother went out, and so did I. Then I went home to play with my sister's mobile phone. My mother sent a message asking my sister if I was back, and I was moved to tears. Mom, did I hurt you? If it is hurt, it is my unfilial.

God showed me this message. But when we quarreled, I was so excited that I thought you didn't love me at all.

Should I laugh at myself? How can I think so? What kind of thing is maternal love? When I saw this message, I imagined that when I hurt you, you were still thinking about my safety. Speaking of which, you are "stupid".

I can't remember how many times I quarreled with you over the years. But this time it is unforgettable. My children are not sensible. I always thought that everything you did to us was taken for granted.

I never really thought about what you and I are like. I didn't really see you.

Maybe it's just too close to you, maybe it's just that there is less breathing between us. Haha, when my heartbeat is in your stomach, are you very attractive to me?

What about now? It is conceivable that you would live more easily without me.

Mom, thank you. Today, I accidentally slipped into that corner of your heart. In fact, that corner has always been reserved for me, full of love for me. How can I understand naughty! I don't want to quarrel with you, perhaps because we were born in different times.

Mother hopes you can forgive the child's ignorance. . .

It is always wonderful to write about one thing in life. It can be said that I am the beneficiary of life, because I have been inspired by life and changed myself.

A man was walking in the park when he met an old man sitting alone by the river fishing, which made him easy to talk to. The old man with white hair told me, "I fished all day and only caught a small fish." With that, he put the little fish back into the river. I was puzzled and asked, "Do you think this fish is too small?" The old man looked at me and smiled: "I don't care how big the fish is, but I caught a happy day!" " "What a wonderful philosophy of life, I suddenly realized. Since then, I have changed. I realize that harvest is very important, but the most important thing is to get a "happy" return.

My brother is closest to me in Changsha. He studies abroad and can only come back once a year on holidays. Getting together is always short-lived, and there will always be separation in the morning. I remember every time I sent my brother to the airport, I always cried and tugged at his hand and wouldn't let him go. Whenever this time, my brother will caress me and say, "When can I grow up?" Now that I have grown up, I no longer "send tears to my eyes". I will give my brother a lovely smiling face and say "bye-bye!" When I left. Maybe this is also a change. Life has made me more mature and learned to smile and say "bye-bye!" when I left. Smartly.

I used to care about other people's comments and would stubbornly argue with others' rude abuse, but now? After years of life, I realized how ridiculous I was at that time. I can totally ignore it. Now I can gently erase those "cynicism and rude abuse" like dust, go my own way and let others say it! I feel so free and easy!

In the face of difficulties, I became stronger; In the face of success, I became more calm; In the face of choice, I became more decisive; face ...

Life is really wonderful. If you want to know, then I can proudly say: "My change is the most wonderful choice in life!" " "

3. A composition describing an incident in primary school life. My primary school life will be over in a blink of an eye. I have also grown from an ignorant child to a charming teenager. I can recall six years of experience, including sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, many of which are most worthy of my cherish and aftertaste. I remember that most of my classmates didn't know me when I first entered school, and I even forgot my name at first. In this strange environment, I also made a lot of jokes. I remember one time I was late for school. I hurried to the teaching building, but I didn't care to see the sign on the door and pushed the door in. When I entered the classroom door, I was dumbfounded, teacher-a strange face! Classmate-strange face! Look at me with the same strange eyes, and my head is big when I cry. Oh, no! I went to the wrong classroom! I clumsily opened the door and ran away ... that embarrassment is still fresh in my memory. From aoe to prose, narration and Tang poetry, I once listened to Mr. Zhang's poetic explanation in The World of Chinese and realized the unique and beautiful artistic conception of literature. From the simple Arabic numeral 123 to the unary equation in xy, I was also fascinated by Mr. Zhu's step-by-step thinking in math class, and gradually I fell in love with this learning life of preaching and solving doubts. We have been tested and trained countless times in reciting, writing and calculating, and finally I ushered in the mid-term exam of the last school year. Facing the unified examination in the county, I am not nervous at all, but excited. Because I was fully prepared, when I got the test paper, I was very practical. A series of numbers and lines of words kept flowing from my pen to the test paper. I really realized the profound meaning of "reading thousands of books and writing like a god" and understood the meaning of "plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold". We are both learning and having fun. On the spacious playground, we run, do exercises and play games. After screening, our Class One and Class Two finally became the last contestants, with bright red ribbons tied in the middle of the long rope, and the little players on both sides of the two white lines were all full of energy. Fortunately, I was one of them. I only heard a beep and the game began. I grabbed the rope and my partner with my hand and shouted the number to pull them to my side. The cheerleaders next to me were more lively. Waving hands almost broke my throat. In the voice of "Come on, come on, come on ……", our morale has become stronger. After several dangerous struggles, the red ribbon finally moved to our side. We only heard a "plop" and all of us fell down. We immediately looked up and shouted, "We won!" "We won!" ..... Unconsciously, my primary school life is coming to an end. I will bid farewell to my teacher and my familiar alma mater and start a new study life. I have unspeakable attachment and disappointment in my heart. I think, no matter where I go, colorful primary school life will always be the best memory in my heart. I love you! My alma mater! My primary school life.

4. One thing in life Composition 400 words Unforgettable primary school life Six years ago, as a first-year student, I entered a brand-new primary school.

Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, six years of primary school study and life flies like a blink of an eye. Now, I am about to graduate. When I left my alma mater, my heart was full of deep nostalgia.

I can't forget every teacher at school! I can't forget your kind eyes and your inculcation. It is you who nurtured our happy growth with sweat, and it is you who moistened our hearts eager for knowledge with the showers of knowledge ... In these six years, through the hard work of teachers, we not only learned the knowledge from books, laid a solid learning foundation, but also learned a lot about being a human being.

I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget our friendship and the time we spent together. Looking back, it was a colorful yesterday.

Yesterday, there was our struggle in the examination room; Yesterday, there was our game on the court; Yesterday, we had an argument in class; Yesterday, we sang in the choir ... Yes, what an unforgettable yesterday, I can't forget it. I can't forget these six years of campus life! Every morning, students arrive at school on time for morning reading; As soon as the morning exercise bell rang, the students quickly stood together and went downstairs in turn; In class, the students listened carefully and actively raised their hands to speak; After school, students take an active part in sports activities on the playground ... The annual school sports meeting is even more exciting.

In all sports, the cheers and cheers of the students on the sidelines were deafening. The players on the field abide by the rules, strive for the first place, and adhere to the principle of friendship first and competition second, as if a small Olympic Games were being held. This is my familiar campus life.

Ah! What a wonderful primary school life, how much happiness and harvest you brought me, I will never forget it! Time flies, the sun flies. "In a blink of an eye, primary school life is coming to an end. Looking back on the unforgettable primary school life, I really miss it. In my primary school life, many things happened, just like shells. Some are dazzling, some are dark, and I am about to leave my spacious and bright classroom. Will soon leave the picturesque campus; Teachers and classmates who are about to leave each other day and night can't help feeling unforgettable. Because in these six years, that person left me an indelible memory.

I remember the unforgettable trip to Zhongshan in the winter vacation of grade five. On that occasion, we went to Hong Kong with a tour group, without parents or teachers.

Originally, we were going to relax happily, but because of a small matter, I had a big fight with my classmates. The story goes like this: at first, two students in our class were quarreling, and later I went to persuade another student, but when I persuaded him, it became the two of us quarreling. Then we fought in a rage, and finally "both sides were injured and bruised" went back to their rooms. I thought about it carefully because it affected our mood in the last few days. Why?

We quarreled impulsively over a trivial matter, and that was because we were immature. Later, we made up again, because we both have an inclusive heart and can tolerate each other's shortcomings.

This incident will never be forgotten by me. It taught me how to get along with others and how to cherish that friendship. Unforgettable primary school life, unforgettable primary school life taught me all kinds.

2. Unforgettable primary school life Time flies, time flies, and five years are like clouds. I am in the sixth grade. I miss primary school life; Let me be infatuated; It gives me endless aftertaste.

Now, our classmates' life is only one year. When we think of the past, we can't help feeling a lot. My alma mater has only a short year left, in these thousands of days.

I am like a seedling, like a grass, like a seed. Under the careful care and irrigation of a "gardener"-a teacher, I thrive and grow into a tree. In the future, I will repay my motherland, my alma mater and my teacher. Listening to the teacher's repeated exhortations, listening to the teacher's repeated teachings, and relying on the mutual help and encouragement of our classmates, our classmates grew up together.

Our reading sounds still seem to reverberate in the class, our laughter still seems to linger on the playground, and we play in the campus. In every corner, we left unforgettable memories. The past is vivid, and the memory is still in my mind.

I have gained a lot under the guidance of my alma mater teacher. I got a lot of friends and good advice and new knowledge from teachers, which made me a good student with knowledge and courtesy.

I left many unforgettable memories in my alma mater, and there are also many good memories. The most important thing is to get the best education and a compass for future life. But now I don't have much time at my alma mater. I suddenly look back, looking back at the past, as if urging my teachers, encouraging our teachers, and the lovely campus have all disappeared from the songs we sang. I don't know when, we became big brothers and sisters in the school and became role models for our younger brothers and sisters.

Looking back now, I feel that the teacher's teachings, the sound of our reading and the laughter of our classmates are still lingering in my ears. Grasp the last year in my alma mater, look at the lovely campus and the teachers who have taught us, and encourage the students to cherish the last day of blind date. All good things must come to an end, and time is gone forever. I will always remember my teacher's encouragement, be an upright China person, and remember that tomorrow Sambo will be proud of me.

Ah! Beautiful campus, how much joy and enlightenment you brought me, I will never forget. Today, some relatives are coming to visit my home.

Mom said she wanted me to cook the best dish for them. I heard this and thought, this is obviously embarrassing me.

But I think it's not difficult for me. I have confidence in myself. I was just thinking, and suddenly my eyes flashed. Make a fruit platter! Eating fresh and delicious fruits can not only make people healthy, but also make people feel comfortable.

Isn't that great? All right, that's it. Thought of here.

5. One of the things in my life composition is that I learned Chinese from my life, and I have always felt that the language in the textbook is noble, especially after reading Mr. Yu's Where is the National Biography? His delicate and lyrical writing deeply touched me. I think: this may be the highest realm of Chinese! I am convinced of this unchanging concept from small to large. But it turns out that I was wrong. One day on my day off, I took out a magazine from the bookcase and read it. This is a magazine that I think is very good. I read it carefully, suddenly excited, took out my notebook and prepared to take notes. Pick a good article and take notes carefully. Finally, I finished writing and stretched myself. I gave a cry of surprise. I didn't expect to see words that can appear in Chinese in my notes, such as figurative sentences, personification sentences and parallelism sentences. I was surprised at the time. Something's wrong. These things clearly belong to China. How did they get into my notes? Is it impossible to take notes without Chinese? In a wider area, is there language everywhere in life? I asked my mother, "Are China people everywhere in my life?" My mother's answer is very poetic: "Language, like dandelion seeds, has spread all over the world and entered your life. In other words, there are languages everywhere in life. " I listened to my mother's words and fell into deep thinking. Language is the national language of China, which means that language is indispensable for China people. Language is not only a tool for speaking, but also a bridge for spiritual communication and emotional communication. Language naturally enters our lives. When you talk to others, do you ever think that Chinese is helping you express your meaning? When you write a diary or composition, have you ever thought that Chinese is helping you convey your feelings? Chinese is like the Internet. It uses fine threads to string together the details of life, and the main command of life is the brain. So life needs Chinese, and there is Chinese everywhere in life.

6. Write the little things in life. Take the little things in life as the topic, write a little thing that happened in life, and choose one from them! 1. My life is like a colorful kaleidoscope, which contains many things: happy things, sad things and angry things. I can't remember many things clearly, but I still remember one thing deeply. I was in grade three at that time. One morning, I slowly walked into the steaming kitchen and saw my mother pounding garlic. I was very excited. I can do it! "Then he took the gavel from his mother and smashed it, but the garlic jumped out of the bowl and went somewhere else. What a move! I put the garlic back in the bowl, aimed it at the garlic that was just unscathed and smashed it hard, but who expected it to pop out? It was really annoying! I was a little depressed, so I put the garlic back and smashed it at the bowl. Hey, hey, it's time to fight! I thought to myself, * * * worked harder, but who would have expected that after I smashed it for a long time, the garlic was still intact, spinning in the bowl, as if laughing at me: "Haha, you can't hit me! "My mother came up to me and said," Break the garlic cloves before smashing them, or they will be too smooth! "! I did as my mother said, and sure enough, the arrogant garlic was smashed to pieces at once. Smashing garlic, a trivial matter, let me know that everything should focus on the key to get twice the result with half the effort. In the long river of my memory, there are many shining pearls. A little thing in the past is such a pearl, which is worth my life. School is finally over! I trotted home because I was hungry! Mother prepared a hot meal. Ah, lentils and rice! Mom made lentils for the first time in winter! Mom and dad don't earn much, so they seldom buy out-of-season food. The unique fragrance of lentil dishes is really appetizing! I simply washed my hands and sat at the table. My mother gave me a bowl of food, and I couldn't wait to eat it. There is not much food. There is only half a bowl of vegetables and a little soup except what is in my bowl. My mother pushed the dish in front of my father and said, "You eat." But dad pushed her and said, "You eat, don't you know I like soup?" Then she pushed the food back and brought the soup to her, but her mother still said, "Ordering food is good for your health!" " "I pushed the food back again, and my dad pushed it back again. I ate half of it when they pushed it around. I thought they didn't like it, so I picked up the half bowl of vegetables without hesitation and poured it into my own bowl, thinking, "I haven't eaten enough of anything delicious." You don't eat, I eat! " Unexpectedly, my parents criticized me together: "How can you!" "I couldn't help crying:" You don't want to eat. "My mother said," Who doesn't want to eat good food? You ate it all by yourself. Why are you so selfish? At this age, you don't know how to make people? Kong Rong knew about letting pears when he was four years old. Didn't the teacher tell you? "Mom is always right, I shed more tears. It's not easy to blame my father for saying "we don't know if the food is delicious"? "Can't you see this is humility?" It suddenly dawned on me. It's been a long time, but I feel as if it happened yesterday. It follows me like a shadow, reminding me that no matter what I eat or anything else, I should not only care about myself, but also be modest.

7. Write a composition with an incident in your life. Do you want to refer to it? Give me the best answer. Change the content yourself. Don't say I'm a bad child. Maybe when I was silent, life brought me a lot and took away a lot. There is something worth saving, and there is something I should give up. Maybe I dare not face up to these problems, because I am exhausted and really have no strength to fight anything. I want what I deserve from my destiny takes a hand. Experienced the baptism of reality again and again, facing life directly. I know too little. It seems that there is only ruthlessness, cruelty, helplessness and no beauty in the dictionary of life. Have I changed? No, I haven't changed. I just put a sharp knife in my life. Maybe my age is flying, and my maturity is close to my heart. My thirst for knowledge is getting stronger and stronger, but my efforts are always out of proportion to my return. I used to put my studies first because I still had reasons to pursue at that time. So I fought against fate. Recently, I found that I can't always fake my back, and the trick of fate is destined to be arranged. Going back and forth in the study, I finally got nothing, and I was confused about the knowledge, so I had an illusion. It seems that everything I do is beyond my power, and everything has no result. I feel lonely. In front of life, everything is one. Reluctantly study, reluctantly make yourself happy. I gradually began to believe that the meaning of life is very slight, and the feelings I pursued began to learn to give up. After graduating from junior high school, I chose a secondary school and stepped into it. I thought everything was beautiful, and everything was the same as I thought. After several years, I will step into the society without regrets and get close to my ideal. But all good things exist in my leisure thoughts, but everything is the opposite. Everyone left my plan one by one. Hard work is no longer fruitful. No matter how hard I fight, I will still go back to the worst place. Maybe this is my only experience when I came here, and the result I paid was no result. To this end, I began to live in the incomprehension of my family. It seems that only tears can vent my pain, and I am the only one supporting it in the dark sky. I am so tired, but I dare not speak boldly. Because everything is my choice. Maybe all I can accept is to face up to all the helplessness. In life, everyone wants to win in fate, but there are always losers. I should also be divided into the latter. Facing myself, facing life, maybe I lost badly and fell heavily now. I gambled my youth on learning courses and left my dream on a small tree that didn't know the hope of withering. But I still stayed on the waiting list-(technical secondary school diploma). Maybe I should go-and stay, knowing that the road ahead is not worth waiting for, but I can only choose to stay in the face of helplessness. Maybe I am really a gambler who bets on fate, but I just don't gamble.

8. What happens in daily life, what happens around us every day, is not always pleasant, and some are like dark clouds all over the sky. Although the sun will disappear without a trace, it will appear again one day, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Not long ago, there was a dark cloud around me.

It was a Saturday afternoon, and my friend asked me to do my homework, so I worked with him in the dormitory all morning.

"Come on, come on, lend me the correction tape." "What are you doing? It's three times, you waste! " I turned my head and glanced at his notebook. There is a white quilt on the answer sheet. He smiled shyly and frowned and said, "Why can't you think of it?" By the way, have you worked out this problem? "well. I answered.

Just as I was about to give him the notebook, I thought about it again: no, it's hard for me to think of it. Telling him will lose a lot. So, I immediately covered my exercise book and said at once, neither will I. I haven't done it yet. He gave me a look, said nothing but said "Let's keep thinking together" and buried his head.

"I want to come out, I want to come out!" The next morning, he ran to my house in high spirits and panting. As soon as I opened the door, he said excitedly, "I figured it out." I really figured it out. " When I pulled him into my bedroom, I quickly asked, "What do you think?" He quickly woke me up and said, "Yesterday's question!" I said casually, "I thought of it long ago." Suddenly I felt something was wrong and accidentally let it slip.

I looked down and felt ashamed of my original behavior. When I looked up, he didn't mean to blame me. Instead, he smiled and said, "So you figured it out. That's great. You got it? If you don't understand, I'll tell you one thing. " I nodded at once, and he pointed to the figure and began to speak. I listened to him talk about the topic I already understood, and after he talked about it, I understood it even more.

Now, this dark cloud full of regrets has gradually dispersed, and the sun behind the dark cloud, like a glittering piece of gold, attracts me and makes me keep working hard towards him. Is it okay?

9. There must be something in life that will make you unforgettable or make you happy, proud, sad and wronged. Everyone has his own unforgettable story. Some people are praised for not finding the money, which they will never forget. Some people are unforgettable because they get pocket money. I am very happy, because one day my mother and I went to Xiqiao Park. I can play the games I want. My mother and I came to the ticket office. A long-haired elder sister in front bought a ticket and left directly, but didn't take a bag she left on the ground. On a whim, I looked around and no one noticed me, so I pretended to drop something and looked around. Then I looked at the bag on the ground and pretended to find something at last. I touched it. Wow! What a bulging wallet. I didn't tell my mother to give her a surprise, but I went to the skyscraper and found that my sister wanted to play, too! I'm afraid she'll find out I took her purse, and I'm nervous during the game. But that girl didn't find out. I breathed a sigh of relief, and then ran to my mother and said, "Mom, look at this wallet, it's still bulging." Now don't worry about not having enough money to play. " My mother said solemnly, "Where did this come from?" "I picked it up ... it belongs to a big sister," I said hesitantly "Why don't you give it back?" My mother said this sentence in a critical tone. "yes." I dare not disobey. I found her next to an entertainment facility. I went over and said, "Sister, you dropped something." My sister laughed and said, "I looked down and blushed." I'm sorry for what I did. I will never forget this incident, because it tells me what it means to find money.