I can't forget that. Composition 1 Childhood is a thick book. Is the rainbow after the rain; It's a dark blue sky at night. Unforgettable things in life are like twinkling stars in the sky. Although they are so insignificant, it is hard to forget …
One summer, the fiery red sun sprinkled endless heat on the earth like a big fireball. Finally, at night, I thought: Ah, I can finally cool off at night, hahaha! But the reality is so cruel-the room is as stuffy as a big steamer. I lay helpless in bed, but I couldn't sleep. I can only count sheep: "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep, five sheep …" But no matter how long I counted, I still couldn't sleep, so I secretly opened the window.
Finally, I can have a good sleep. Unexpectedly, a mosquito flew in. I caught it easily one by one, and I began to observe the naughty mosquito carefully. It turned out that she was so small that her six calves were shaking and she wanted to fly away. When I say crush, don't I mean bully the small with the big? So I let go and fell asleep.
The next morning, I felt my arm ache and itch. At first glance, there is a big bag on it, red and swollen. I immediately thought of it-the mosquito that escaped from my hand yesterday. I flew into a rage and found it in the room, on the wall, on the curtains, on the refrigerator ... after a lot of effort, I finally found it on the desk lamp and then shot it dead.
This incident is not only ridiculous and interesting, but also unforgettable. How unforgettable!
I can't forget that. 2. words of encouragement often echo in my ears. I can't forget that.
As if angered by someone, Grandpa Sun used his "weapon"-sunshine to punish everyone. We waited nervously for the flute exam. There are many people taking the exam, with their bodies next to their bodies and their heels next to their toes, which blocks the huge room. I sat in a small corner silently holding the score, worried that if I failed the exam, my classmates would laugh at me and the teacher would sigh with disappointment. Suddenly, I turned pale with nervousness, my eyes were blank and my brow was furrowed. My good friend saw my abnormality and asked with concern, "Are you all right? Are you uncomfortable? " I told her my worry, and she patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Nothing, relax, relax, you can do it, come on!" I was full of confidence at once and made up my mind to pass the exam.
When the examiner called out my name, my good friend gave me the last encouragement-thumbs up, looked at me from a distance and nodded at me, as if to say, "You can do it!" "I smiled at her, took a deep breath and began to play. The notes slipped from my flute one by one, and I played the exam easily. I can't believe I can play so well. The examiner thought for a moment and said loudly, "Yes!" I smiled excitedly, and moved tears flowed out of my eyes. I ran to her and shared my joy with her. I thanked her for her encouragement.
The certificate was issued and I carefully put it in the cupboard. Whenever I see that certificate, I thank her for her encouragement. Whenever I encounter difficulties, her words always fill me with confidence. I will never forget it.
I can't forget that. Life is like a beach, and the past is Kibe on the beach. Life is another brocade box, and the past is the jewel in it; Life is like a string of pearls, and the past is a pearl in this string; Life is like a starry sky, and the past is a star in the starry sky; Life is the sea, and the past is the waves on the sea ... There are many past events in my mind, but there is one thing I will never forget.
The weather in June is like a child's face-it changes when you say it. It was clear in Wan Li just now, but now it's overcast. The sky was covered with a thick quilt, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs, and the raindrops like soybeans fell from the sky like hordes. The students were either picked up by the parents who came one by one, or played games in the corridor one by one.
I am alone, hiding at the school gate. It's raining harder and harder, and the sound dripping on the iron plate seems to be playing a symphony. I watched it rain harder and harder, like ants on hot bricks. Just when I wanted to rush into the rain and run home in the rain, I saw a familiar figure running towards me in the drizzle. Ah! It's mom! I threw myself into my mother's arms. Holding my mother's hand, we always come to me on the way home intentionally or unintentionally. ...
When I got home, I didn't get a drop of rain all over, but my mother's left side was soaked. I looked at my mother with blurred eyes. I used to wipe it with my hands, but I don't know when my face was covered with tears. I said to my mother, "Mom, in fact, you don't have to tilt your umbrella to my side, so you don't have to get wet." And my mother looked at me calmly and said, "It doesn't matter, you will catch a cold in the rain!" " "Looking at my mother, tears welled up in my eyes again.
I will never forget this matter, and I will never forget it.
I can't forget that. One thing I can't forget recently is that at school, the Chinese teacher in our class asked us to write a composition entitled "My whimsy".
After the teacher finished speaking, the students in the class began to use their brains and started a fantasy journey. The teacher gave us some hints, such as a flying wooden house, a schoolbag that will become bigger and smaller, and so on. ...
I'm about to start my imaginary journey, close my eyes and use the brain cells in my head. In a short time, the refrigerator that can read minds flew in front of me.
Speaking of the refrigerator we usually use, if the temperature is not well controlled, the vegetables will stink in it and the ice cream in the freezer will melt.
I want to invent a refrigerator that can read minds. Its appearance is double doors, and the left door is recessed into a small rectangle, which can be used as a water dispenser. This will save a lot of space! The upper two floors of the door can be automatically adjusted according to the temperature of vegetables and fruits, and the small drawer in the middle can hold fragile eggs. The most amazing thing is the floor below.
If I want to eat ice cream when I come home from school, it will say, "Little master, do you want to eat ice cream?" Ok, I'll change it for you right away. "Then, as soon as I stretched out my hand, the ice cream automatically jumped out and jumped into my hand. After eating ice cream, I still want to drink orange juice, and the mind-reading refrigerator guessed my idea again.
"Little master, do you still want to drink orange juice? Ok, I'll change orange juice for you right away. " .
As soon as the voice fell, a glass of orange juice flowed out of the water dispenser.
No matter what I want to eat or drink, it can guess my thoughts at the first time, and then change it for me to realize my dream of eating delicious food.
Just as I was enjoying it with relish, I was suddenly brought back to reality by the cry of my deskmate. I immediately took out paper and pen to write down the idea and handed it to the teacher. After reading it, the teacher praised it again and again, and his heart was full of joy.
Now I must study hard and invent this magical high-tech refrigerator in the future.
I can't forget that. I will always experience all kinds of things in my life, including sad things, happy things and unforgettable things, and I have such an unforgettable thing.
I remember it was a day in my third grade. When I was having breakfast at school in the morning, I suddenly found my ears hurt. I touched it with my hand and actually bulged a piece. I quickly said to the teacher, "Teacher, my ear hurts!" " The teacher rushed over to check me out and said, "This may be mumps." As soon as I heard the teacher say this, the students around me immediately stayed away from me. I suddenly froze. Just when I was at a loss, Li came up to me and comforted me and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay." When the teacher said to find someone to accompany me to the infirmary, no one around me was willing to accompany me. Just when I felt very lost, Li volunteered: "I will accompany you!" "
On the way to the infirmary, Li seemed to see my fear and kept chatting with me. It seems that she is not afraid that I will give her mumps, so I asked her, "Aren't you afraid that I will give you mumps?" "My mother is a doctor, and she told me that people who have had mumps usually don't get it twice, because I got it once when I was a child, so I won't be infected by you," she replied. "So that's it!" "By the way, my mother said that people with mumps can apply cactus and get better faster," she continued.
In this way, we chatted and went to the infirmary immediately. After examination, the doctor said that I had mild parotitis and would not infect others. After hearing the news, my hanging heart finally let go. Li sighed and said, "I told you it would be fine!" " I feel particularly warm when I hear her words. Through this illness, I feel the value of friendship between my classmates and cherish this feeling even more.
This is an unforgettable thing for me. Although it is only a small thing in life, it shocked my heart and I will always remember it in my heart.
I can't forget that. Every time I see the thick and broken stump in front of my house, it reminds me of an incident four years ago.
At that time, we lived in a bungalow, and every family would plant some trees to shade the sun. My family also planted a small pine tree. I water and fertilize it every day, hoping it will grow up quickly. Unconsciously, the little pine tree grew tall and green, and I was very happy.
One day, a bird flew to the tree and began to build a nest. As my little tree grows day by day, so does the bird's nest. Later, some birds came to build their nests, probably their children. I visit them every day, and gradually they get to know our friends! I don't know how long it took, but the little pine tree has become a tall tree with dense branches and leaves. My mother and I are under the tree, solve riddles on the lanterns. My father and I are playing with military flags and chatting with our classmates. ...
In the morning, when I lie in bed, I will see singing in the trees, a bird. On rainy days, I can hear raindrops playing with pine trees. In the evening, my family will count the stars and chat under the tree. Life is so beautiful and leisurely.
But it didn't last long. We have some loggers here who are going to cut down all the trees here, and my pine trees are going to die. I flew under my pine tree to stop it, but I was too young. They pushed me away and relentlessly turned the chainsaw to my little pine tree. The branches and leaves of the small pine tree trembled, the trunk tilted slightly, the birds flew away one by one, and my tears fell in pairs ... I ran out of the house and could only lie in bed and cry sullenly.
Looking out of the window, I can no longer see the attractive green. Listen carefully, there are no more birds singing. Xiaoyu's performance is so discordant without the accompaniment of pine trees. My life is not accompanied by small trees. What color is missing?
I hope those who cut down trees at will stop destroying them at will and make our life greener, right?
I can't forget that inch of time and gold. In a blink of an eye, I have unconsciously gone through ten spring and autumn periods and spent countless hours. Many unforgettable things have happened in the process of growing up. They are like seashells by the sea, colorful and varied, but what makes me feel the most beautiful is "sprouting on my head".
It was a sunny morning and my cousin came to my house to play. At this time, my mother just bought a watermelon. I even took two watermelons, one for my cousin and one for myself. I said, what do you think? It's delicious! Cousin nodded and said, "delicious, but not as delicious as you." We all laughed, but who knows, I accidentally ate watermelon seeds in my stomach. My cousin saw it and pretended not to see it. She solemnly said, eat watermelon instead of melon seeds. If you eat it in your stomach, it will take root and sprout in your stomach, and the final result will be fruitful. "Hearing this, I was in a cold sweat. I was afraid that watermelon would take root and sprout in my stomach all afternoon. I want to tell my parents, but I'm afraid they're worried and uneasy.
I finally fell asleep at night, but I had a strange dream. A bud has grown on my head. None of my classmates played with me when I saw it. The teacher hates me and even my parents don't want me. So I began to cry, because it was too loud, and my mother rushed over and asked, "What's the matter? I told my mother everything, and my mother smiled and said, "Your sister is just teasing you! "! Only then did I realize that I had been cheated.
How's it going? That's funny! This is the most unforgettable past when I was growing up. It is the sweetest candy and the sweetest coffee.
I can't forget that. Everyone has a wonderful childhood. Because carefree, innocent and beautiful, but brilliant! Therefore, childhood is worth remembering and cherishing.
My childhood was spent under the care of my grandparents, parents and parents. This childhood left me with many beautiful stories worth remembering. However, there is one thing that I will never forget and can't let go. I remember it was a summer evening and it was extremely hot. I got on my bike and hurried home. Well, I'm already sweating. Forget it, take a break and buy a drink. I stopped the car, ran to the nearest store, bought a bottle of soda, and sat in the car and drank it. Inadvertently, I looked up and found an old woman in rags, white hair and skinny standing in front of me. Gee, why does she keep staring at me, looking at the big sack in her hand? I see. She originally wanted the drink bottle in my hand. Thinking of this, I quickly finished drinking. Suddenly, a shriveled veteran reached out to me. I looked up and saw an old man. He is too old, his hair is sparse and his hands seem to be shaking slightly.
To whom? For her or for him? Grandma comes first, and grandpa is closer to me. Give it to whoever takes it from me first! A small drink bottle worth only a few cents! It gave me such a difficult question.
Finally, grandpa's hand approached the drink bottle.
Looking at grandma's disappointed eyes, I can't face the silent sadness after all. Feeling bloated, I resolutely ran into the store, bought another bottle of soda and drank it in the wind.
Grandparents, I think you should be full of children and grandchildren, enjoying family happiness at home, right Why are you still wandering in the street now? You look sad because of a small drink bottle. Where are your children and grandchildren now? Over the years, the figures and faces of two old people have appeared in my mind from time to time, and I seem to understand the meaning of loneliness and desolation in the haze.
Looking up at the dying sunset, my eyes are unconsciously moist. The wind sent a purple cloud to cover the sunset, and the bloody sunset seemed to be crying.
I can't forget that. After getting up in the morning, everyone's hair is messy like a chicken nest, but it will be flat after a few combs, but what about my hair? It happened that "stand out from the crowd", and those die-hards in the back of the head refused to submit, still standing there, which greatly damaged my heroic image.
When I arrived at kindergarten, "Baopan, are you a rooster?" "Baopan, your hair has a good personality!" This cynicism happens almost every day. I hate it so much that I even want to make those hairs disappear in my dreams.
In order to destroy them, I spent a lot of thought, wearing a hat, pressing with my hands, dipping in water, and even using tape, but this hair is still surprisingly tough. Finally, I have to admit that it exists. It's really "eight thousand Li storm can't blow down, and nine thousand thunder can't explode!"
That morning, my good mood of the day was ruined by my hateful hair. I am very angry. Suddenly, my eyes fell on a pair of scissors, which my mother usually uses to cut clothes. I had a whim and had my hair cut. Isn't it flat? Is it arrogant? How clever I am! I immediately grabbed the scissors and grabbed my hair. "Click, click" a few times, and the vertical hair disappeared immediately. "Ha ha, Mao, Mao, I didn't expect you to have today!"
I thought I started, but I seemed too proud. A few days later, when I got up to brush my teeth and wash my face, I almost died of fright when I saw the people in the mirror. Who is this man? Where the hair was first cut off, it grew back and stood straighter. At this point, I am more like a big hedgehog. I tried to press them down, but they were like steel needles. I quickly asked my mother for help. My mother told me that I cut my hair and it grew back, and the result was straighter.
I had to go to kindergarten in frustration. As expected, I was greeted with a lot of ridicule. If I had regret medicine, I would eat the whole bottle so as not to do those stupid things again.
However, after this incident, I understand a truth-appearance is not important, don't care too much about what others think of you, go your own way and let others say it!
I can't forget that. I can't forget that. It has been pushing me forward in my heart.
It was Children's Day on June 1st, and I was honored to be an "excellent young pioneer". I am very proud, I am proud of my motherland!
In the morning, birds are singing in the branches, and the sun is shining. We walked at a brisk pace to a big house next to the south spring car market.
The bright national anthem, children ready to go, and the bright five-star red flag constitute the pride of the motherland.
"The conference officially begins". The whole school immediately stood up, only to see the big brothers and sisters forcibly raise their right hands and salute the solemn national flag. The teachers and students of the whole school sang the national anthem. What a solemn occasion this is …
Halfway through the meeting, I listened attentively, and the teacher said to read my name. Time kept turning, and I began to feel bored. Just when I wasn't paying attention, the leader on the stage shouted, "Class Two, Grade Two, Zhang Liling." It took me a long time to come to my senses. I quickly went on stage and felt very nervous, as if I were numb all over. I didn't know what to do, so I hugged my classmate next to me.
Somehow, groups of senior students walked onto the stage and tied bright red scarves for the children standing on the stage. One, two, three ... came up to me and I nodded. My sister folded the red scarf, walked slowly around my head, and then drew my red scarf. Then she helped me tidy up, and I whispered "thank you." She smiled knowingly at me. Wearing a red scarf and taking an oath means that when we grow up, we should study hard and make contributions to our motherland.
I used to remember a text we learned, "The red scarf is really good". Only now do I understand that the red scarf is great because it is dyed red with the blood of countless revolutionary pioneers! It is our responsibility to wear a red scarf, and we can't live up to anyone's expectations of us. From now on, let's make some contributions to our motherland!
I can't forget it, it will become an ornament in my memory!
I can't forget that story Time flies. In a blink of an eye, I have been a primary school student in grade five, but no matter how time passes, when I recall that story, I can clearly remember the little story that happened between myself and the book.
On my eighth birthday, my mother gave me a book. It is a bit difficult to be a good student. I was so excited to get this book that I plunged into the sofa and read it before I could say thank you to my mother.
Cai Yixin and Li, the protagonists in the book, tell one interesting story after another. I was watching it with relish, and suddenly a loud roar turned out to be my mother: "How many times have I said it?" I asked you to buy me a bag of salt. I haven't been out until now. Are you going to celebrate your birthday at noon? "When I saw my angry mother, I was so scared that I repeatedly said' Yes'. I picked up the money and muttered as I walked, "If I could have a quiet book addiction, this birthday would be great ..."
Going out for a trot, I finally bought what my mother wanted, rushed upstairs, handed the "salt" to my mother in lightning speed, quickly got into the sofa and continued to chat with the "friends" in my book.
While I was watching, my father asked me to eat again. Reluctantly, I turned around step by step. I looked at the dining table. It was all my favorite dishes. Mom, it smells good! I love you so much! "Turn your head and blow a kiss to my mother." Don't worry, don't worry, it's not too late to judge! "I was puzzled to see my mother's angry and smiling face.
Pick up chopsticks, pick up a fish and put it in your mouth. Why is it so sweet ... mom and dad are pointing at me: "you little book fan!" " "
Hey, book, book, why did you set such a "trap" for me and get me into such a deep hole! There's nothing I can do for you!
I can't forget that. 12 People will encounter many things in their life. Some things flash by like meteors, while others will leave a lasting impression in memory.
It was a Saturday afternoon. I played hide-and-seek with four or five friends in the yard. Suddenly a classmate shouted, "Come on, what beautiful flowers!" " "We ran to have a look, yeah! There are many fiery red flowers on the other side of the flower bed! We scrambled to pick flowers, one by one, and then threw the petals into the air to play with the goddess of flowers. After a while, the petals were scattered all over the floor, and we talked and laughed.
At this moment, a man came to us in a hurry. He is a silent grandfather. He is a lonely old man. His job is to clean our yard and corridor. I saw the silver hair on his head, looming; The face is full of wrinkles, slightly concave eyes and a pair of muddy eyes, which seem to silently tell the vicissitudes of the years. His hands kept swinging and his mouth opened and closed, and we understood his gesture-let's not spill it again. But we didn't listen, and we were still making faces at the dumb grandpa and scattered. Later, when we saw that Grandpa was a little angry, we ran to the fitness equipment to have a rest. We ate all kinds of snacks while playing fitness equipment there and threw away all the garbage. In a short time, the ground was covered with peels, paper towels and plastic bags that we had lost. Dumb grandpa shook his head, staggered over, picked up the garbage we threw and put it in the nearby trash can. Then he took the broom and walked to the petals we scattered.
The scene in front of me was seen by my father who came back from work. My father scolded us sharply, and our friends dispersed in a hubbub. My father took me aside and severely criticized me. Then my father told me that grandpa was seriously ill and went to Jingmen for dialysis every week. Although he was ill, he insisted on dragging his sick body with hard-working hands to create a comfortable living environment for us. ...
Looking at the dumb grandpa's old back, my eyes are moist. I'm ashamed of my behavior just now. I picked up the broom in the corridor and ran to the dumb grandfather.
I can't forget that. Every time I see a thick and broken stump in front of my house, it reminds me of an incident four years ago.
At that time, we lived in a bungalow, and every family would plant some trees to shade the sun. My family also planted a small pine tree. I water and fertilize it every day, hoping it will grow up quickly. Unconsciously, the little pine tree grew tall and green, and I was very happy!
One day, a bird flew to the tree and began to build a nest. As my little tree grows day by day, so does the bird's nest. Later, some birds flew to build nests, which may be their friends. I come to see them every day, and gradually they get to know my friend!
I don't know how long it took, but the little pine tree has become a tall and straight tree with dense branches and leaves. My mother and I are in solve riddles on the lanterns under the tree, and my father are playing military flags under the tree and chatting with our classmates. ...
In the morning, when I lie in bed, I will see singing in the trees, a bird. On rainy days, I can hear raindrops playing brisk music accompanied by pine trees. In the evening, my family will count the stars and tell stories under the tree. Life is so beautiful and leisurely.
But it didn't last long. We have several loggers here, and they are going to cut down all the trees here. My pine trees are finished. I flew under my pine tree to stop it, but I was too young. They pushed me away and relentlessly turned the chainsaw to my little pine tree. The branches and leaves of the small pine tree trembled, the trunk tilted slightly, the birds flew away one by one, and my tears fell in pairs ... I ran back to the house and could only cry on my bed.
Looking out of the window, I can no longer see the attractive green. Listen carefully, there are no more beautiful songs of birds. Xiaoyu's performance is so disharmonious without the company of pine trees, and my life is so lacking in color because of the lack of the company of small trees.
I hope those who cut down trees casually will not destroy them at will in the future, so that our life will be greener. Not good?
I can't forget that. There are many things worth remembering in my mind, but there is one thing I can't forget!
This summer, my father sent me back to my relatives' home to relax me. But after playing for less than two days, that incident echoed in my mind. My mother's words are recalled in my mind, echoed in my ears and echoed in my heart.
That was during the National Day holiday last year. I also played at my relatives' home in my hometown. In the evening, we children ran downstairs to play. I don't know what happened. I fell down and hurt my left abdomen, a big triangular wound. At that time, I couldn't tell what it felt like. By this time, it was already dark. I hurried to my relatives' house to ask them to help me dress the wound. I sent a photo of my fall to my mother on WeChat, and my mother immediately called me and asked me nervously how I fell so badly. After a brief understanding, I arranged for my relatives to take me to the hospital to treat the wound first, saying that she and her father would drive back to their hometown immediately.
While my relatives took me to the hospital, my parents were on their way back from Jingmen. They told me to be brave when dealing with the wound on the phone. Originally, my mother was going to take me to Jingmen for stitches, but by the time my parents arrived at my hometown hospital, I had finished playing anesthetic and sewed the stitches. My mother looked anxiously at the stitched wound and said that it was a good thing I didn't fall on my face, otherwise I would leave a scar on my face. Then I communicated with my father what the doctor should pay attention to after sewing, and my mother finally smiled. With the wind at night and the care of my parents, I relieved my pain, packed my clothes and left my hometown. My father was driving intently, and my mother told me, "Wrestling is normal. Be sure to pay attention to safety when playing in the future. We should also remind other children to pay attention to safety while protecting ourselves, so that we can have fun. "
After this incident, it has been floating in my heart. When I think about it, the drum in my heart is banging. Although I have left scars on my body, my parents' love and selfless dedication to me will never be forgotten!
I can't forget my composition 15. My childhood reading life is like a colorful picture scroll, as well as a movement of cheerful notes. This kind of reading life makes me linger.
I remember one night, after reading for an hour, my mother suddenly called me, "changchang, it's time to take a shower and go to bed!" " As soon as I heard this, I immediately shouted, "No, can I watch it for another five minutes?" "Just five minutes, you hear me!" Mom said, "Oh!" I continued to observe, and soon, five minutes passed. Now I finally realize the meaning of the word "time flies". Suddenly my mother cried. "Why don't you go?" "Do you want me to drag you? "At this time, I had to reluctantly put down my book and take a bath slowly." Hurry up! "Mom urged me to say.
I quickly took a bath and sat on the bed to continue watching. Just when I saw the wonderful part, my mother told me to sleep again. I was a little helpless, but when I rolled my eyes, I thought of a clever plan: I would close the door gently, then turn off the lights quietly, and then turn on the bedside lamp, which would make the lights dim. But I think it's simple. It didn't take long to hear the sound of slippers, which scared me to jump off the wall. I quickly turned off the bedside lamp and secretly hid the book under the pillow. My mother looked at me as if to feel at ease. My soul will be afraid, and my little heart will be afraid! I thought to myself, I'd better not watch it. What if my mother finds out? If I am found, I will be sentenced to death! I'd better not watch it.
Although I read thousands of books, I wrote it wonderfully, but it is not good for someone like me to steal chickens and dogs. Open your eyes if you want to see it, so that your eyes will not be bad and you can learn a lot of knowledge you don't know.