Finally, teachers and students are the same, and writing has become a habit. Beginning: in my XXX (six years of primary school, growth, half life, etc. ), a lot of things have happened. Whenever I look back at the past in the dead of night, I can remember it vividly.
The XX (unforgettable, happy, sad, etc.) one. ) things are nothing more than ... (what do you want to write). Every time I think of it, I will ... (Think of someone, realize something, etc. ).
Conclusion: Although it has been XXX (so long, months, days, etc. ), whenever I XXX (see a person, hear a word, see a thing), I still think of … (what you want to write). This unforgettable event always reminds me of XXX (telling, flogging, warning, encouraging), ... (the theme you wrote) Brother, how about it? It's detailed enough! The beginning and end of this is a template, so you can apply what you have mastered.
But brother, I still advise you: composition is not a set of drops ~.
2. How to Write an Unforgettable Composition Instances With the passage of time, many unforgettable moments are forgotten by us with the passage of memory, but there is one moment that makes me unforgettable. It was a spring outing. I went to the small town on Sunday and experienced the hardships of adult work.
I have been to many venues, but what impressed me most was being a escort. When I entered the meeting, I saw a staff member wearing a bulletproof vest and a helmet. He said to me: You six, you, after you take the box, point to me and another classmate. I thought: maybe I'm stronger, so let me do it. My heart is filled with a sense of pride and joy that is superior to others. He gave each of us a suit with a helmet and swat printed on it. I got dressed and looked in the mirror. Wow! I am so handsome in the mirror! His eyes sparkled and there was an air on his face.
We set off with the staff. I was in the middle with another classmate with a box, and the others were in the front and back with guns. At first, I was very happy. The box in my hand seems very light. But later, the box became heavier and heavier, and I found it very difficult to move it with both hands. I thought, oh, how much does this box weigh? If I knew, I would tell the staff that I can't do this! The staff next to me seemed to see my mind and said to me, young man, can't you carry it? Hearing this, I thought: Today, I just came to experience the hardships of adult work. How can I give up? Thinking of this, I said to the staff: nothing, I can do it. I gritted my teeth and finally reached the finish line. I'll spread it out at once. At this time, I know the purpose of this spring outing: let us cultivate a good sense of responsibility and experience the hardships of adult work. I am very glad that I have finished the task.
This moment is really hard to forget, and it will not fade away with the passage of time, which makes me unforgettable!
3. How to write an unforgettable first composition?
Life is full of "firsts": the first cooking, the first performance, the first pet ... and every "firsts" is like a line of footprints, printed on the road of our growth.
The most unforgettable "first time" is washing dishes. I remember that spring morning, the bright sunshine shone on the willow branches, and the spring breeze blew on the willow branches, and the yard was suddenly full of vibrant scenes. Mom and dad who are used to morning exercises can't help being attracted by all the love. They put down their bowls and chopsticks and ran into the yard, sometimes rubbing their hands with willows, and sometimes with the spring breeze. What a beautiful picture!
Looking at this touching scene, I also want to go down and kick a few feet to "sweep my legs". But when I saw the messy dining table and thought of my parents' hard work, I was not tempted. So I took out an empty basin, put the tableware after breakfast in it, took half a basin of water, poured in a few drops of detergent and soaked it, imitating my parents' "standardized" action: holding the bowl in my left hand and brushing it with my right hand, and brushing it quickly. In less than a minute, the "Symphony of Pots and Pots" and "Performance" ended. I looked left and right, admiring the fruits of my labor. At this time, a ray of sunshine shone in, and all the clean plates were shiny. I jump around like a kitten, let alone how happy I am!
At this time, my energetic parents came back and saw the kitchen with bright windows. They said happily to me, "You are old enough to wash dishes!" " What a good boy who loves his work! "I feel extremely happy when I look at my parents' gratified smiles. I think I can finally do something for my parents, and I will do more work for my parents in the future.
Nothing is difficult to the man who will try. With this "first time", I understand that I should have the courage to face everything and do it carefully. Only in this way can we do a good job and repay our parents' kindness.
4. Composition, how to write "unforgettable birthday" That day is my 12 birthday. Watching flickering candlelight, smelling sweet cakes and enjoying warm blessings. Our family of four is sitting around the table, and I am eagerly looking forward to countless guesses about what the gift package will be. "Mom sent you a special gift today," she said, pushing a crumpled brown paper bag in front of me. Surprise, injustice and disappointment are all written on the face. Mom suggested, "Let's make a baby growth photo album together."
Since I was born, my parents have taken many photos of me and recorded my growing experience. Looking at a thick stack of photos, there are birth photos when I was born; There is a photo of my first anniversary of learning English; My parents took my hand and sent me growth photos ... sorting out these photos, as if watching a movie, scenes came to my mind, from crying babies to naughty little girls, playing with butterflies in the flowers on the grass in spring, chasing waves in the sea in summer, picking up maple leaves in the Woods in autumn, making snowmen in the snow in winter ... Every photo was filled with cheers from my parents and me.
Twelve years ago, when I came into this world, I had nothing. Today is "Xiao He has just come out of the corner, and there is a girl who just grew up in my family". Now I am twelve years old, and I am determined to be a kind, caring, healthy, optimistic and excellent girl. In order to achieve this goal, I will study hard to enrich myself with knowledge, shape myself with good quality, and repay all those who care about me with good grades! Because twelve years old is a new starting point for me to make progress! When I bid farewell to my childish childhood and am about to step into a flower-like teenager, I want to thank my parents and teachers for watering me with hard rain and dew.
On this day, I received the most precious blessing from my parents: happy growth. Tomorrow, I will be a healthy, progressive and happy teenager!
5. Unforgettable person How to write 400 words in this composition? Unforgettable person.
In my primary school career, there were many unforgettable people. Some of them care about me silently, while others really help me. That man, that thing, is still imprinted on my mind.
I remember when I was in the second grade, I often forgot something. I am a "careless" person. On one occasion, the art teacher arranged to paint with watercolors. I didn't remember it until class. I'm scratching my head in anxiety and I'm at a loss. My deskmate saw it. Immediately pushed his art equipment in front of me and said, "You didn't bring it, use mine first, and I'll draw it after you finish." We are good friends. " Great, I'm relieved.
When the art teacher came, she asked, "Who doesn't have a marker? Stand up! " I was just about to stand up slowly when my deskmate smiled at me and pulled my skirt. I saw that she quickly stood up and lowered her head, and she was the only one in the class. "ah! I really don't know how to thank her for lending me watercolors and training me.
The teacher has come up to us step by step and severely criticized her, saying, "I have always stressed the need to bring art equipment." Why don't you remember? " Why didn't you forget that you were at home! "The art teacher pointed to her forehead and asked her to stand on the seat.
I was blinded at once, and my heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. I really want to confess everything to the teacher, but I didn't say anything when I looked into her eyes. I picked up the brush, pondered for a while, crossed the line and colored it. After a while, I drew a picture of "The Road to Friendship", in which two little girls go to school hand in hand. I lifted it for her and she smiled sweetly.
For a long time, I still can't forget it. I am very grateful to my deskmate in Grade Two. Her words and deeds are vivid in my mind and have become my role model. Help others without asking for anything in return.
6. How to write a good composition "Unforgettable winter vacation" The winter vacation in 2008 came a little later than before, but the winter vacation in 2008 was my most unforgettable. It was a winter vacation without parental constraints. It was a free winter vacation. It was a winter vacation full of hardships. Is to have a bittersweet winter vacation.
If I remember correctly, our school had a winter vacation on October 29th, 2008/KLOC-0, 65438. My parents went back to their hometown on February 5th and didn't come back until February 19, 2008. During this time, I was at home alone.
Shortly after my winter vacation, my parents discussed going back to my hometown, and they didn't finally go back until February 5, when I finished handling things. Dad asked me to go back, but I insisted on staying if I didn't want to go back (I went back for the Spring Festival every year in previous years without interruption). Dad doesn't agree with me anyway. He said that we should be reunited in 2008, and I must be together. Fortunately, I stayed because my mother put in a good word for me. But my depressed dad was afraid that I would "soak in the computer" all night, and he actually moved my "beloved" computer mainframe to my uncle's house (I don't think it matters, as long as I can stay anyway).
In this way, I was "free" and became "lonely". These days, I always watch TV and see one or two points. I don't wake up until after 1 1:00 in the morning (so I get "sinister" sunshine every morning). Friends are often invited to play at home these days, and we have a good time freely. Sometimes I go to an Internet cafe with a few close friends, and that life is simply a "paradise". But because the restaurants are closed during the Chinese New Year, food every day has become my biggest headache, so I can only buy a box of instant noodles to "live". Sometimes I'm really in the mood to cook my best (just this one)-scrambled eggs with tomatoes and some rice (because I get up too late every day, I only eat two meals at most).
Finally one day, everything changed. On New Year's Eve, I was alone at home. Although I am free, I always have classmates. Friends call to wish me well, and I always feel like a chicken left alone in a nest, lonely and miserable. On that day, I finally shed tears inexplicably. I regret not being with my parents ... I think I'm like a song saying, "That day, that day, I finally lost you, just like a child lost his beloved toy."
From this day on, I am looking forward to my parents coming back early and eating the delicious food cooked by my mother. I call them every day. On February 9, 2008, my parents finally came home, and I don't want to mention how happy I am. When my mother walked into the house for the first time, I was so excited that I wanted to hug her, but before I could, he severely taught me,' Look, you made the house look like a pigsty.' He added; "Have you finished your homework? Do you always watch TV at home? " "Did you practice the piano in winter vacation?" .................................................................................................................................................................................., sing it to me later. Ah! "I was dizzy, and my anger and excitement were suddenly extinguished by the cold water poured on my face. I suddenly feel that I am sick, and I am looking forward to the return of these two "demons".
Finally, the winter vacation is over, and I will start my normal study and life again.
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7. On Sunday, my parents took me to Yintai City and came to the fourth floor. I saw a sea of people beside the doll machine. I stared at all kinds of dolls, trying to catch one myself. My mother gave me ten dollars, so I hurried to get ten game coins.
I threw two game coins in myself, pushed the handle, and pointed the paw of the machine at a rabbit. Then I pressed the start button and my paws slowly slipped down. Then it caught the rabbit's body. I am so excited that I think it must have been caught. Who knows, the rabbit fell down again because it didn't catch it firmly. What a waste of effort! But I'm not discouraged. I caught it once or twice ... Finally, I caught a pear from Huang Chengcheng. I'm so happy! The people next to me cast envious eyes on me.
8. How to write an unforgettable trip to Chishan I remember that a few years ago, our family of three went to Chishan to play-climb Chishan. At about 9: 30 in the morning, we arrived at Chishan Scenic Area and started the trip to Chishan.
Before climbing the mountain, it was said that the People's Liberation Army was hidden in Chishan, so the trip to Chishan was very mysterious. In the process of climbing the mountain, we really saw the bunkers, caves and huts where the PLA lived. Of course, there are no cannons on the fortress now, the cave is blocked by cement, and the hut has become a cowshed, but there are still traces of the PLA struggle. Climbing up is really more interesting. When I reached the top of the mountain, I actually saw pure mountain springs flowing down from the top of the mountain. The water is so clear and clean, just like mineral water. The villagers said that this water can be drunk directly, which is good for health, so we also bottled a few bottles of mineral water and drank them when we were thirsty when climbing the mountain! I finally climbed to the top of the mountain, where there was an observation deck. My dad hugged me and had a hard time climbing to the observation deck. I stood on it and looked around. The scenery below was very beautiful. Walking down the hill by the path, we saw many plants.
Looking back on the trip to Chishan now, I really look forward to it. Although it was an interesting story a few years ago, it is still deeply reflected in my heart. According to my mother, Chishan is more beautiful now. I will definitely go again when I have the chance!
9. How to write an unforgettable composition for the first time? I feel failed for the first time. Maybe success spoils me too much. My score in every math exam is always above 90, which makes me very proud and complacent, and I am intoxicated with self-satisfaction again and again.
However, God will not give me success every time. A math quiz completely broke my confidence in simple but actually much more complicated problems. In the past, I took the exam as a breeze. Now, I am still dreaming and have to be pulled back to the starting line by the cruel reality.
A score that I dare not even think about is vividly written on the math test paper. I don't believe it. I rubbed my eyes and thought I was blind, but it was really 67 points. In an instant, tears poured out like the tide of Qiantang River, overwhelming, wiping and flowing, flowing and wiping.
Sixty-seven points, I've never got such a low score, alas! How can we live up to the expectations of parents and teachers? Oh, my God! I came home with a test paper and my parents severely criticized me. I was speechless, because I * smashed and lost. Losing is thinking that the exam is easy again and again; Losing is thinking you are smart again and again; If you lose, you lose, because you think you can get 90 points again and again! Sum up the lesson, four words: conceit and complacency! These four words devoured my heart like a poisonous snake, which made my grades plummet.
I am determined to drive them away. Down-to-earth is my new motto, and modesty should be my motto! "Don't lose heart, son! Failure is the mother of success. Why should a gentleman be afraid of small failures? " Dad patted me on the shoulder solemnly and encouraged me to say. Yes, I can't lose confidence and lose myself just because I failed an exam.
I want to stand up, catch up and pursue my dream. Because everything can't be successful every time, I must learn to understand in failure and understand in success.
Only when you are not afraid of failure and stand up again and again can you enjoy the joy of success! My first time, my first time was a bottle of five flavors, sweet and sour. It rained heavily that day in ......................................................................................................................................................... Looking at the rain outside the window, I asked my mother, "Mom, how do you spell the word rain?" Mother smiled, grabbed the pen with simple hands and wrote the word "rain".
I carefully watched the word "rain" rewritten, and imagined the rain falling from the sky drop by drop. Without hesitation, there was no parachute, and the wind floated in the air, spinning musical instruments and dancing, and then melted into the earth with a smile. Looking at those four points, I thought: It's raining so smartly, why are there only four drops? So on the basis of the original four points, I continued to add a few strokes to the word "rain".
When my mother checked, my mother shook her head and smiled. I smiled, too, and crystal colors flowed in my heart. When I first made a wish, there were many childish dreams in my little head: on my fifth birthday, I made a wish: to fly freely in the boundless blue sky.
The teacher told me: "it is impossible for people to fly." Stubborn, I thought, "why not just put a pair of wings on yourself?" When I got home, I really took two pieces of cardboard and tried to fly high, but I still failed.
From then on, I made up my mind: study hard and I will succeed, because disappointment is like a phone number that can't be dialed. Try a few more times, even if it is 1000 times, 10000 times, there will always be an answer. The first time is a beautiful world, and the first time is a beautiful spirit. They all have personalities and souls. I can hear them singing touching songs and see them dancing to explain the story.
I am enjoying the story, intoxicated by the feeling that TV series "First Intimate Contact" was broadcast on major TV stations during the first winter vacation. Have you seen it? The heroine Siqi in it, whose screen name is Light Dancing and Flying, do you remember? I didn't expect that she turned out to be a Qingpu native or graduated from high school! Last week, I had the privilege of chatting with Sun Lihua, which was the first real intimate contact. When I saw Sun Lihua, I was speechless with surprise, and the question I prepared was suddenly forgotten.
This is the first close contact with the heroine. She is so beautiful in life. She has long hair, a black hat, a white coat and jeans, which makes her look very kind and gentle. During our chat, I found that her writing style is very good and she likes Chinese very much.
I really don't understand how she likes such difficult Chinese. She said: "Chinese is something that relies on being close to nature and getting inspiration from nature." More importantly, read more, where did you get the knowledge without reading?
When I was 2 years old, I was forced to read ancient Chinese, which was the foundation I laid since I was a child. "Listen to my words, she said is very reasonable. Reading is to broaden your horizons, and you can't take Chinese as a task.
"Since your writing is good, why don't you get into a better university?" I asked, and she regretted that I thought I didn't have to go to college after I passed the art school. Who knows, being a star is also very hard, and sometimes I have to accept a series of questions from reporters, so I have to lay a good foundation in Chinese ... We talked about many topics, from school to acting, from life to teachers, but in a blink of an eye, I felt the phrase "stars are ordinary people" for the first time. Although chatting with stars will be a little nervous, I have learned a lot from them.
I also felt the first intimate contact with the star. My first speech on stage was "plop, plop, plop", and I felt as if I had carried eighteen barrels in my heart.
The teacher said, "Today's ten-minute team is presided over by Yan." I went to the podium and watched intently. It was dark below, 1 18 eyes were staring at me.
My heart is beating harder, as if to "jump" out of my throat. My legs are a little weak and still shaking.
The classroom is very quiet, and you can hear the sound of the needle falling to the ground. The students' eyes are full of expectation. I glanced at everyone and then at the teacher.
Teacher Xue looked at me with a big smile on her face. Her encouraging eyes added courage and strength to me.
I think.
10. Unforgettable thing How to write a 300-word composition The most unforgettable thing in my life is stealing five-color peppers. The taste of those four-color peppers is really indescribable and unforgettable.
There is a small vegetable garden downstairs in my house, which is Grandpa He's paradise. He goes there every day to water the vegetables he grows. In this garden, there are cabbages, carrots and peppers.
What attracts me most is pepper. Grandpa He planted four-color peppers instead of ordinary peppers.
Four-color pepper is a kind of small pepper that can change color. It changes color every season. Spring is green, summer is yellow, autumn is purple and winter is red. One day, I was walking downstairs. It's an autumn Saturday morning.
Walking to this vegetable garden, I saw the small peppers inside, purple, which looked delicious. I thought: will purple pepper still be spicy? It must be delicious, so I have an idea. Pick one and have a taste. Nobody knows anyway.
I saw no one around, so I ran over. You can take it off by pulling it with your hand.
I want to get a treasure and run home. When I got home and saw no one, I was relieved.
Then, put the pepper washed with water into your mouth to chew. It doesn't matter if you don't chew it, it will break once you chew it. Suddenly, my tongue and throat were like fire, and it was too hot to speak.
I ran to the tap and gulped down the water. It's better this way. I didn't expect this four-color pepper to be ten times hotter than other peppers.
This is the most unforgettable thing for me. I remember an unforgettable day on the beach, where there were many small golden shells.
Today, I will choose the most beautiful one for you. I remember it happened last spring.
When the teacher told us that we were going for a spring outing tomorrow, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night until the early morning. In the morning, I opened my eyes and found it was 7:05. What should I do? There are still 15 minutes to drive! I jumped up. After washing, I grabbed my schoolbag and rushed outside.
When I came to the side of the road, a taxi just came from the front. I reached out and stopped it.
As soon as I opened the car door, I jumped on the bus and said to the driver, "Come on, teachers' college is attached to the primary school! "He smiled and said," Lazy, you're going to be late! "Well, I drive faster. "Just then, as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, the car sped forward.
But God always gives me a hard time. As soon as you get to the intersection, it's a red light.
I finally got to school. I jumped out of the car and ran into the school gate before the car stopped.
When I came to the classroom and saw my classmates carrying schoolbags, I realized that I had left my schoolbag in the car. I rushed to the window of the building and looked. The taxi has turned around and left.
"ah! My lunch, my fruit and my drink are gone! " I can't help crying. Just then, a hoarse voice came into my ears: "Fang Yuanqing, Fang Yuanqing!" " "I am busy drying my tears, look, ah! It turned out to be the grandfather of the reception office.
The schoolbag he is carrying is exactly what I forgot. I was overjoyed and held it tightly in my arms.
Grandpa touched my little head and said, "Little careless, if you weren't a kind driver, you would be hungry!" " "Now as long as you see a taxi passing by, you can't help looking in. Good driver, where are you? Three. Recall an unforgettable thing The most unforgettable thing in my teaching career last year was that class. In retrospect, everything is still so clear ... in that class, I was preparing to evaluate the composition on the unit test paper. Most of the students wrote well this time, but I always feel that what they wrote lacks an inner emotion. Only the one written by Mei Fang is satisfactory. The theme of her composition originated from Women's Day on March 8th. On that day, at my suggestion, the female students in our class took out pocket money, bought fruit, and specially made a bunch of flowers, giving their love to Mei Fang's mother and having a happy holiday with this good mother who has been ill for many years.
This day is so unexpected and unforgettable for the mother and daughter. The next day, my mother was reluctant to tear up the calendar of March 8, and she cherished this unusual care.
The article is accompanied by an expression, and every sentence is so touching. I decided to use it as a model essay to guide children to write in a real way when writing. In class, I said to them: "The teacher is very satisfied with everyone's compositions, and one of them is particularly liked by the teacher, because the little author is based on real life and writes very realistically." Let's enjoy it together, shall we? " The children were very happy, so I remembered "March 8, which was so unexpected for me that I will never forget that day."
Hearing this sentence, many students invariably turned their eyes to Mei Fang. Obviously, they have realized something, but they continue to listen carefully. The classroom is quiet, and I study harder. When I finished reading, I was trying to praise Mei Fang, when I was surprised to find that she was wiping her tears with her little hand. She was moved to tears. At that moment, my eyes were moist, and sympathy and pity came to my mind. At present, it seems that the last home visit has revived. Think again, after so many years, this well-behaved child can't enjoy a happy childhood like other partners. We can't help but burst into tears, and our throat seems to be stuck, just standing on the podium.
The students were stupid when they saw it, and the students who knew it also shed tears. The classroom was surprisingly quiet, and only her voice choked. After a while, I went to her side, helped her wipe the tears from her cheeks and comforted her, saying, "Don't be sad, son. You see, after all these years, my mother is strong enough to survive. It's okay. Besides, there are teachers and classmates who care about and support you. You should be happy! " The students also said that they would care more about her in the future.
Looking at a pair of warm and innocent eyes, I said happily, "Yes, the teacher believes that as long as we join hands and give Mei Fang more love, she will definitely feel the warmth of the group more deeply." Everyone nodded and smiled knowingly ... this class is over and my mood can't be calm for a long time.
Yes, as a teacher, in addition to teaching children knowledge, they should also know how to sow the seeds of love in their hearts, let them know the sufferings of others, understand their difficulties, and learn to give them a little care. So as to build a colorful bridge of love between students, so that they will always be in the blue of love.