I was a little anxious, so I kept running home. When I ran to the fifth floor, I lost my strength and my legs were a little weak. My foot suddenly kicked on the ladder, which turned me into a dog eating mud. I feel a sharp pain. When you touch it with your hand, your chin hurts and you bleed profusely. I started crying. My mother heard my crying and ran out of the house. She was shocked to see me covered in blood. She hurriedly dragged me to the hospital. When I came to the hospital, the doctor said, "Such a big incision needs stitches." As soon as I heard that I was going to sew, I was so scared that I ran behind my mother and hid. Persuaded by my doctor and mother, I finally got up the courage to walk into the operating room. I gritted my teeth, endured the pain and asked the doctor to sew me up. After a while, the needle was finally sewn. I breathed a long sigh of relief. Today is really an unfortunate day.
Today's events also taught me a profound lesson: be careful in everything you do!
I'm hurt. After school at noon today, I walked slowly behind alone.
When I went downstairs, my mother had already arrived home.
I was a little anxious, so I kept running home.
When I ran to the fifth floor, I lost my strength and my legs were a little weak. My foot suddenly kicked on the ladder, which turned me into a dog eating mud.
I feel a sharp pain. When you touch it with your hand, your chin hurts and you bleed profusely.
I started crying.
My mother heard my crying and ran out of the house. She was shocked to see me covered in blood. She hurriedly dragged me to the hospital.
When I came to the hospital, the doctor said, "Such a big incision needs stitches.
"When I heard that I was going to sew, I was so scared that I ran behind my mother and hid.
Persuaded by my doctor and mother, I finally got up the courage to walk into the operating room.
I gritted my teeth, endured the pain and asked the doctor to sew me up.
After a while, the needle was finally sewn.
I breathed a long sigh of relief.
Today is really an unfortunate day.
Today's events also taught me a profound lesson: be careful in everything you do! ...
I am hurt, but I am happy to write 550 words. Many happy things happened in my childhood.
As time goes on, some things are gradually erased from memory.
However, one thing, like a root, is deeply imprinted in my mind and I can't erase it ... One day, I was lying in bed watching my father buy me a new China Children's Encyclopedia.
Suddenly, a line came into my eyes, not the ants in the same nest will fight each other.
I sat up at once and thought, I just want to see the scene of animals being killed. Now I have a chance, why not give it a try?
Thinking of this, I quickly ran downstairs and made an appointment with my good friend Xiaogang to prepare for an "ant contest conference".
The rule is this: we each serve as commander-in-chief, and the soldiers are of course ants, each with ten.
After the battle, the loser will treat the winner to sorbet.
In order to verify what the book says and win the tournament, we went to find ants in two nests respectively.
We picked from left to right and finally caught ten ants that we thought were stronger.
And put the ants on both sides of the same small box, separated by cardboard.
Xiao Gang saw my ant and gnashed his teeth and said, "It's useless to help ... huh? What does the book say? " I smiled and said, "Look, I scared you, and I can't talk.
""Come if you dare! " Xiao Gang said and picked up the cardboard.
Ants are crawling around in the carton. Seeing this, I ordered: "Attack!" My ants are not obedient at all, and they are still crawling around.
Xiao Gang smiled and said, "Commander in Chief? Sooner or later, you have to lose your black hat.
"At the moment when I was so helpless, a big mayfly in Xiaogang showed its fangs and suddenly stormed our army. Xiaogang saw it and shouted, "Fuck! "Soon the ants scuffled, and the big ephemera in Xiaogang were so big that they didn't care about my ants, bit my ants and trampled them at will, and soon put one of my ants on the ground.
How painful! Swear to kill and not insult! I can't help cheering for the ants in my heart, hoping that the ants will give Xiao Gang a duel.
Ants seem to have the same feelings as me and are full of hatred.
Just when Xiao Gang jumped three feet high with joy, my ants formed an ant array and rushed to the enemy. I blurted out, "Break it all!" "I didn't expect ants to use array method. Because my voice was too loud, Xiaogang got a fright: "What?" When Xiaogang's eyes returned to the paper box, he was startled. His ants were confused by my ant divide-and-rule array, and were soon killed.
On my way home, I ate a trophy-sorbet.
I am happy to say to Xiaogang, "Your ant is a big stupid bear, mine is this one, haha …" I give a thumbs-up as I say this … whenever I recall this incident, I am always amused by my ignorance as a child.
However, it was this incident that made me really understand a truth and practice true knowledge.
I was injured and my mother took care of me. On such a deserted morning, the snow outside is still beautiful.
I stepped lightly on the steps and enjoyed listening to the sound of snow. Step by step, a shadow suddenly appeared behind me, and I flew past with a whoosh. I immediately shuddered. The center of gravity of the right foot I was about to step on was unstable and fell forward. I lost my voice and shouted, "Ah!
"Mother's inquiry came from the room." What is it, daughter? "Then I opened the curtain and poked my head out." Oh, old man, come out quickly, come out quickly ... "My mother looked at me lying on the ground and cried. She ran to me in a panic and tried to help me up from the ground." What's the matter, so flustered, what's the matter? "Dad walked out the door reluctantly while nagging." What's the matter, girl? Why are you so good? "My father saw me fall to the ground and quickly came to help me up." Ouch, it hurts. "My foot seems to be twisted." Where does it hurt? "As soon as my mother heard me cry out in pain, she quickly asked," My feet seem to be crooked! "My eyes are all wet." Old man, I'm still wondering. Take your daughter back to the house quickly. "My mother was anxious when she heard this, and immediately ordered her father." Uh-huh, come on, girl, dad will take you home. "This is the first time I have been on my father's back since I grew up, as if I had returned to my childhood. A burst of warmth surged into my heart, and my mother invited the best orthopedic surgeon in town to see my feet. After I'm busy, I'm not too relieved when I'm done.
What else do you ask? ""don't ask, don't ask, don't ask, this is not your daughter. Your daughter's feet are crooked. You are still drinking and watching TV. How dare you talk about me? " "You, you, you ... I'm too lazy to tell you that I want to play chess with Lao Wang ..." "Go ahead, your daughter is lying in bed, and you are still in the mood to play chess, so don't come back for dinner. "My dad is like this, but he always makes excuses to go out, and so does my mother." Look at your dad. He doesn't care about you and goes out to play chess. "
Don't worry, mom, when my mother left the room, she was knitting a sweater and nagging about my father's shortcomings. I poked my head out to look at the room from time to time. It seems that I am a seriously ill person in bed. In the evening, my father came back from outside, and there were still some snowflakes on his clothes, but they all melted almost. He smiled and said to me, holding a generation of things in his hand, "daughter, dad bought your favorite ribs, and tonight we will eat garlic ribs." "Do you remember? Why don't you play your broken chess? " Hearing my father's voice, my mother walked out of the kitchen. "Isn't this my daughter's favorite dish? Who will play chess? " "You still have a little conscience." Listening to my parents' laughter and abuse, I secretly covered my mouth and laughed. A warm feeling welled up in my heart. The dinner was not very rich. I made my favorite garlic ribs, and my mother kept throwing food at me. My father ate silently and occasionally talked to my mother. After dinner, I said I would try to walk by myself, but my mother didn't agree. She said I would use my arm to get dad out of bed, and we couldn't bear it. She only listened to my mother give me a pot of hot water, touching my swollen little feet and saying sadly, "Why are you so careless?" What happened to my healed foot? " I said, "oh, mom, I'll just wash it myself."
You don't have to come. ""that won't do. Mom will help you rub it. It will be all right soon.
I can't help waiting for your father to take your medicine.
Looking at my mother's white hair and my father's old cheeks, I suddenly feel that I have grown so big, but I still can't escape the image of a child lying in bed in the eyes of my parents. My father came in with medicated wine and cotton, and my mother followed me. "Daughter, when the ninja comes, rubbing medicine will hurt a little. Bear with it, "my father said anxiously, and my mother was also worried. "It's okay, I have grown up, I can endure. Don't worry, "my father smiled, poured the medicine on the cotton, rubbed it gently, put his hand on my swollen foot and suddenly rubbed it back and forth." This sudden pain really surprised me into a cold sweat. Just because the process was short, I didn't cry. My mother looked at me and frowned. She told me to have a good rest.
I left the room with my father.
I can vaguely hear my mother blaming my father for pushing too hard just now. Father seems to be refuting something, but I think it is unsuccessful.
I fell asleep under the care and love of my parents.
I hurt my hand. Before dinner today, my mother washed clothes on the front balcony after dinner, and my father worked at the computer.
Suddenly want to cut watermelon to eat, just pick up a watermelon from the bag, wash it and put it on the knife board.
I thought: If I cut the watermelon, will my mother praise me? Many pictures suddenly popped into my mind.
All right! I won't hesitate any longer, just do it! So I picked up a fruit knife and tried everything. I cut the watermelon in half. I quickly asked my parents to come over for dinner. They haven't come for a long time. I know my mother likes to eat small pieces of watermelon, so I picked up half of them and tried everything.
"ah!" I accidentally cut my finger. When I saw the middle finger, I saw a lot of blood gushing out. I called my father, who was answering the phone and didn't hear me.
I shouted at my mother. My mother heard my cry and rushed over. Without saying anything, she quickly took out a big sheet piling from the box where the napkin was placed, took out a bottle of rapeseed oil from the cupboard, opened the lid and poured the oil on the paper.
Then the bag was stuck on my injured finger, and my hand suddenly felt much better, and it didn't hurt as much as before.
My mother bandaged me and called me dad. Father hung up the phone in a hurry and ran over.
Dad was a little confused when he saw my hands like this. He quickly took off his cotton sweatshirt and wrapped my hand.
I grabbed another dress and put it on. With mom's help, we got on dad's car.
On the way, my parents asked me if it hurt. In order not to worry them too much, I said to them, "Mom and Dad, I don't feel any pain at all.
"Soon, my parents took me to the hospital, my father went to register, and my mother and I went to the clinic under the guidance of the doctor. Before the doctor asked why, my mother told the doctor about my hand being cut by a knife.
The doctor first took the clothes and paper towels wrapped in his hands, and then washed my wounds with disinfectant several times. My mother asked the doctor, "Is this wound deep?" ! "The doctor said," The wound is not too deep, but fortunately it didn't hurt the bones and muscles. "
However, after dressing, you need a tetanus shot just in case.
"The doctor said, while putting medicinal gauze on my injured finger, my finger suddenly felt very comfortable, and then wrapped it with tape.
Then, the doctor took us to the injection place. The nurse gave me a skin test on my right wrist first. Let's wait for 20 minutes first. If we don't feel sick, we can get a tetanus shot.
Twenty minutes passed, and I didn't feel any discomfort. The nurse looked at my hand again and said it was ready to fight.
Then my mother helped me into the injection room. After the injection, the nurse told me to wait for another twenty minutes.
Oh, my God! Still have to wait! Twenty minutes finally arrived, my mother greeted the nurse, and then we walked out of the hospital and got on my father's car.
My mother said to me, "Kay, my mother didn't let you play with knives before because she was afraid of the consequences today." You should learn a lesson this time and stop playing with knives at will. "
Do you know that?/You know what? "I understand nodded.
Through this lesson, I think: you can't use a knife without authorization next time!
Others care about how to write your injured composition. When caring becomes a kind of injury, the rain in early spring has a little coolness. I can't help putting away my suit blown by the wind, and the light red shirt adorns my heart.
For an instant, my heart seems to be flushed with alcohol, burning a dream that just bloomed ... If I really care about someone, then I should understand his thoughts.
If I were a wolf, I would leave and give others a chance.
If this concern is an invisible injury, my friends give up on me and I leave, so I have the opportunity to care for other friends with this "concern".
There will always be care from friends in one way or another in life.
We will be separated for a long time and reconciled for a long time, which is like a matter of destiny takes a hand.
Some are doomed from the beginning, and some will never have a good result.
After countless failures, I waited for a long time to create a miracle, because I am a stubborn and serious person who dares to be as high as the sky and calm down.
It's easier said than done.
In other people's words: "If sincerity is a kind of harm, please choose a lie.
If a lie is a kind of harm, please choose silence.
If silence is a kind of injury, please choose to leave.
If love is a kind of injury, please don't go near it.
If the loss is painful, are you afraid to pay? If the obsession is bitter, will you choose to end it? If the pursuit is bitter, will you choose stubbornness? If separation is bitter, who will you talk to? I didn't see many things clearly until later. Many things didn't feel bitter at that time, but they just couldn't find their way.
"When care becomes an invisible sword, do you still need to consider each other's ideas?
Everyone has their own intimate friends, or they may risk their lives ... Knowing that this concern is an intangible injury, I have something to say.
So I have no friends, and no one knows my own troubles.
Loyalty teaches us how to walk in rivers and lakes; Boldness teaches us how to stand; Understanding teaches us to be kind to each other; Tolerance first teaches us how to treat each other.
The viewpoint and practice that not everything can represent everything.
The flight of time should teach everyone to move from simplicity to maturity.
Red candles illuminate others, leaving a trace of misty smoke until the last drop of wax is burned out.
I always yearn for something impossible, and I always dream of an unrealistic me.
People's experience tells them that this is an idea and practice that they can't chew, and later it becomes a casual red wax or a bottle of perfume, smelling others and hurting themselves.
Sitting in the back seat of the car, listening to the song "Dancing Birds" repeatedly, the soft and lovely electronic sound shocked the depths of the soul and made people feel relaxed and happy. There is such wonderful music in the world.
Life is so beautiful.
What I have been worried, worried and looking forward to for months may have become a dark cloud ... Dear friends, I may not agree with this idea.
Sometimes, love is a kind of injury.
Cruel people choose to hurt others; Good people choose to hurt themselves.
Today, I made an immature and thoughtless choice. When excessive concern becomes a kind of injury, it is the opposite-I am a cruel person.
Please write an essay on the fall of XXX. Today is really hard. I hurt my leg.
When I went down to play in the afternoon, I saw a very annoying person coming.
I couldn't be seen by him, so I ran as fast as I could, and I tripped over the lid of a sewer, and my knees were covered with blood and mud.
I felt very miserable and limped home slowly.
My mother saw that my leg was hurt and asked with concern, "honey, you are hurt." Does it hurt? " I held back my tears and nodded.
Mom found cotton swabs, iodine and hydrogen peroxide to help me clean the wound.
Seeing my grin in pain, my mother blew it for me and said, "Cry if you can't stand it.
"I thought to myself, a person who is not afraid of pain will be laughed at by others when he shed tears.
So I tried not to cry.
My mother told me to be careful when walking in the future. I am injured, my body will hurt, and my mother's heart will hurt.
So I can't get hurt again.
After listening to my mother's words, I was very moved. Every time I meet with difficulties, my mother will come to help me. How happy to have a mother!
I am also depressed that my father's composition comforted my injury.
Just finished talking to my friend.
There's something wrong here again.
This situation is so difficult that I was speechless as soon as my friend told me that his mother had died.
Anyway, this kind of injury takes time to heal.
But comforting friends is a necessary job, so there must be good ways to comfort friends.
This will start with your friend's personality.
For example, my friend is the kind of person who is strong on the surface and weak on the inside. He is strong in front of everyone, but we all know that he is not so strong inside.
He would drink secretly and cry alone.
We can't comfort him because he doesn't accept comfort. He doesn't want us to feel vulnerable.
Therefore, we will try to treat him as a normal person, so that he will not be so tired because he wants to escape our comfort and meet his small requirements.
People say that maternal love is kind, selfless and great, but sometimes, the father pays even more, more tired and harder than the mother.
After learning the story of my classmate Chen Mingzhou, I felt his father's love for him and this great and selfless fatherly love.
When Chen Mingzhou was two and a half years old, he contracted a vascular malformation due to a fever. More unfortunately, his legs, which are extremely precious to us, can no longer walk.
In order to make Chen Mingzhou live a normal life, his father walked in the street like a normal person, ran and jumped on the playground, and went around the world to watch and play. He looked for famous doctors everywhere, worked day and night, and traveled all over the country.
I remember once his father took him to a far, far place to see a doctor. In order to be energetic in the morning, he had to leave at night.
When he arrived at his destination, it was already dead of night, and his father finally found a humble small hotel. Unexpectedly, there is only one bed left in this hotel.
Actually, this bed can squeeze two people at the same time. However, in order to make him sleep well, Chen Mingzhou's father let him sleep in this unique bed, and he sat by the bed to guard his sleeping son.
Chen Mingzhou's illness and operation are inevitable.
After the operation, the doctor told his father that he could not drink water during this period.
His father is always with Chen Mingzhou. If he is thirsty, he will touch his chapped lips with a cotton swab to prevent bleeding.
Every morning, in a primary school, you can always see a father and son.
My son's feet can't be forced at all, so he can only lie on the back of his father who works hard every day. The father carried his son to the teaching building.
Going upstairs, every step of my father is so difficult. When he reached the corner of the second floor, he put down his son and caught his breath. Soon, he slowly walked to the classroom with his son on his back.
As we all know, the father and son are Chen Mingzhou and his father. He didn't give up hope because Chen Mingzhou got the disease, but silently supported and paid for his son.
Obviously, his father's temples were covered with a few silver wires, and his face was haggard, but he still took the trouble to see Chen Mingzhou off, even though his shoulders were sore and sweat was dripping from his forehead.
Because he was brought up and taken good care of, he was disgusting and bloody. He only hoped that Chen Mingzhou would be a promising person and make contributions to the motherland. He didn't ask for anything, even though he sacrificed everything for Chen Mingzhou.
The great father does the same thing every morning and afternoon. In recent years, Chen Mingzhou's father looks old, but he is still strong and still smiles at every classmate to welcome every day.
I want to say to Chen Mingzhou that you are our misfortune, but what makes you feel lucky is that you have a father who cares about you, likes you, works for you silently, and has no complaints.
He is so great and selfless, how much hope he has for you. If you really want to repay your father's kindness, please don't let him down!
If the injured person is me who wrote the composition, dear teachers and classmates: Good morning! I am honored to stand here and give a speech today.
The topic of my speech is "If I were a wounded bird".
I once dreamed that I was a wounded bird that could fly freely and sing loudly under the blue sky.
However, happy birds sometimes get hurt.
If I were a wounded bird, I would have no mother's care and no companion's care and greetings.
Please don't be sad. Sadness can't solve the problem. In order to keep growing, you must learn to take care of yourself.
If I were an injured bird, I got wet in the storm and was told to refuse.
Please don't feel inferior, because you have the most sacred life in nature and you are very important. Where can I fly if I am injured?
If you get lost in the sky.
Please don't panic, because nature gives you strength to find the warmest place again. If I am a wounded bird and can't fly, please don't be impatient, because my relatives will be by your side to tide over the difficulties with you.
If I am a wounded bird with broken wings and can't fly freely anymore, please don't be pessimistic and disappointed, because you just can't keep company with the sky, but you can still walk and see this magical life world.
You still have your own relatives and a warm and comfortable home, and you still have hope to finish this tortuous road.
If I am a wounded bird, please don't be sad when I am near the last moment of my life, because you are still looking at this blue sky.
All this is so beautiful! My speech is over, thank you.
On such a cold morning, the snow outside is still beautiful.
I stepped lightly on the steps and enjoyed listening to the sound of snow. Step by step, a shadow suddenly appeared behind me, and I flew past with a whoosh. I immediately shuddered. The center of gravity of the right foot I was about to step on was unstable and fell forward. I lost my voice and shouted, "Ah!
"Mother's inquiry came from the room." What is it, daughter? "Then I opened the curtain and poked my head out." Oh, old man, come out quickly, come out quickly ... "My mother looked at me lying on the ground and cried. She ran to me in a panic and tried to help me up from the ground." What's the matter, so flustered, what's the matter? "Dad walked out the door reluctantly while nagging." What's the matter, girl? Why are you so good? "My father saw me fall to the ground and quickly came to help me up." Ouch, it hurts. "My foot seems to be twisted." Where does it hurt? "As soon as my mother heard me cry out in pain, she quickly asked," My feet seem to be crooked! "My eyes are all wet." Old man, I'm still wondering. Take your daughter back to the house quickly. "My mother was anxious when she heard this, and immediately ordered her father." Uh-huh, come on, girl, dad will take you home. "This is the first time I have been on my father's back since I grew up, as if I had returned to my childhood. A burst of warmth surged into my heart, and my mother invited the best orthopedic surgeon in town to see my feet. After I'm busy, I'm not too relieved when I'm done.
What else do you ask? ""don't ask, don't ask, don't ask, this is not your daughter. Your daughter's feet are crooked. You are still drinking and watching TV. How dare you talk about me? " "You, you, you ... I'm too lazy to tell you that I want to play chess with Lao Wang ..." "Go ahead, your daughter is lying in bed, and you are still in the mood to play chess, so don't come back for dinner. "My dad is like this, but he always makes excuses to go out, and so does my mother." Look at your dad. He doesn't care about you and goes out to play chess. "
Don't worry, mom, when my mother left the room, she was knitting a sweater and nagging about my father's shortcomings. I poked my head out to look at the room from time to time. It seems that I am a seriously ill person in bed. In the evening, my father came back from outside, and there were still some snowflakes on his clothes, but they all melted almost. He smiled and said to me, holding a generation of things in his hand, "daughter, dad bought your favorite ribs, and tonight we will eat garlic ribs." "Do you remember? Why don't you play your broken chess? " Hearing my father's voice, my mother walked out of the kitchen. "Isn't this my daughter's favorite dish? Who will play chess? " "You still have a little conscience." Listening to my parents' laughter and abuse, I secretly covered my mouth and laughed. A warm feeling welled up in my heart. The dinner was not very rich. I made my favorite garlic ribs, and my mother kept throwing food at me. My father ate silently and occasionally talked to my mother. After dinner, I said I would try to walk by myself, but my mother didn't agree. She said I would use my arm to get dad out of bed, and we couldn't bear it. She only listened to my mother give me a pot of hot water, touching my swollen little feet and saying sadly, "Why are you so careless?" What happened to my healed foot? " I said, "oh, mom, I'll just wash it myself."
You don't have to come. ""that won't do. Mom will help you rub it. It will be all right soon.
I can't help waiting for your father to take your medicine.
Looking at my mother's white hair and my father's old cheeks, I suddenly feel that I have grown so big, but I still can't escape the image of a child lying in bed in the eyes of my parents. My father came in with medicated wine and cotton, and my mother followed me. "Daughter, when the ninja comes, rubbing medicine will hurt a little. Bear with it, "my father said anxiously, and my mother was also worried. "It's okay, I have grown up, I can endure. Don't worry, "my father smiled, poured the medicine on the cotton, rubbed it gently, put his hand on my swollen foot and suddenly rubbed it back and forth." This sudden pain really surprised me into a cold sweat. Just because the process was short, I didn't cry. My mother looked at me and frowned. She told me to have a good rest.
I left the room with my father.
I can vaguely hear my mother blaming my father for pushing too hard just now. Father seems to be refuting something, but I think it is unsuccessful.
I fell asleep under the care and love of my parents.
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