It was the final review stage, and the school was almost over. The teacher is giving us homework: "make a list of questions and write a composition." Tomorrow everyone will go to the podium to read his composition. " I almost fainted when I heard that. Oh, my God! This young lady is naturally afraid of writing, and now she will read the composition in front of everyone. Isn't this fatal? When I got home, I put down my heavy schoolbag and went to my desk. I started scratching my head. I have read the composition book, but I can't think of it. I think, teacher, aren't you killing me? Alas, I can't help but finish my homework again! Suddenly I had a brainwave and thought of the universal computer. I started searching, browsed many web pages, combined with my own creation, and finally finished this composition that gave me a headache.
A hanging heart finally fell down. The next day, I came to the classroom with nervousness. In the third class, the teacher asked us to read the composition written on the platform yesterday. Then I thought to myself that listening to the students' compositions was so vivid that I became more and more nervous. It's my turn. I stood on the platform, getting more and more nervous and stuttering, and finally finished reading.
I feel that sweat has soaked my underwear, and I have realized what shame is. I thought the teacher would talk about me, but I didn't expect the teacher to praise me. The teacher said, "It's well written. Although the language is simple, the content is very true."
We don't need too much embellishment in writing, as long as the sentences are fluent, the writing is concise and concrete, and there are sincere feelings. Keep trying. "
After listening to the teacher's encouragement, I was very moved and happy. For me, whose composition has been poor, my classmates applauded me, and the applause was so warm.
On the way home, I was in a good mood. The sky is blue and the clouds are white, as if everything in the sky is congratulating me.
2. Write a short essay on the topic I got. The first part: I got a helping hand, but I got an accident ... The wind hit the pedestrians on the road unscrupulously, and even the trees standing at noon hurriedly bowed to the wind.
On my way home, I was facing the howling cold wind. Suddenly came "click!" The car collided with the ground, and then there was a painful sound.
Turning around, I saw a cyclist lying on the ground, and the car was lying quietly on the ground. The gale seems to have tasted the joy of "victory", and it is more violent and more rampant.
People on the road covered their faces with their hands, and their faces showed painful expressions. At this time, a few people gathered around.
I looked blankly at the two people on the ground. "Are you all right ..." When I opened my mouth, all the onlookers gave me a strange look. No one is willing to lend a helping hand.
Their reaction suddenly reminded me of the "Peng Yu case" which was at the forefront of public opinion some time ago and a series of social and moral problems reflected. Those onlookers may also want to kindly remind me not to be framed again, but I saw a trace of indifference in their eyes ... at that time, I was at a loss. What should I do? What are we doing? It's important to save lives! What will happen to this cyclist if I don't help him? Can my conscience rest in peace? Looking at the injured person, he begged in unbearable pain: "Call me, will you?"
I finally found my conscience. In everyone's surprised eyes, I took out my mobile phone and dialed 120, and then comforted him softly: "Don't worry, the doctor will come soon." Although there are still people who are constantly watching and whispering, I seem to be fearless, because I believe that one good turn deserves another.
The wind is still dancing in the streets of the city, showing no sign of abating. Slowly, a few college-looking people stood in the windward direction, and several others came over to comfort the hurtful person lying on the ground with me.
When I saw them standing on the same line with me, I was inexplicably moved. I know that my behavior not only helped others, but also awakened the conscience of those indifferent onlookers. This unexpected harvest is the most abundant.
Finally, the ambulance came. I watched the doctor put the injured on the stretcher, while others quickly helped to evacuate the onlookers. Those college students helped lift the car, and I looked at the ambulance that was drifting away, feeling extremely proud.
I use the behavior of "helping others" to gain not only the true meaning of "happiness", but also my kindness, helping those who have lost kindness, finding their love and melting the ice in their hearts. What I have gained is not only people's approving eyes, but also the return of people's conscience.
This is what I never expected. It turns out that love can be transmitted. The unexpected harvest makes me more convinced that helping each other will make the world full of love and happiness.
Chapter 2: Harvest Once upon a time, I used to watch the clouds on the horizon, listen to the ebb and flow of the sea and appreciate the flowers in the garden. For a while, I couldn't remember what I had gained in these years. Is it the half-width characters on the blackboard, or the ups and downs of academic performance?
Maybe, neither. The real harvest is my unforgettable memory of four years in high school.
The first chapter is full of childlike innocence, smiling and closing your eyes. What emerges in front of me is the first time I stepped into the school gate with my schoolbag on my back four years ago. In 2009, with infinite longing and a little anxiety, I took my parents by the hand and entered the middle school for the first time.
The semi-circular teaching building reveals the profound heritage of this school and the pride it should have because of its success in learning. The school left a deep impression on me.
Surrounded by my childish cheeks, I proudly and confidently carry my schoolbag. Then enter the classroom.
Wearing a crisp white shirt and taking care of Sanqi, which was very popular in the 1980s, Mr. Z stood on the podium in high spirits, holding a black attendance book, straight pants and Cheng Liang's leather shoes, which is a model of elite teachers. The second chapter sent a message to my dear teacher Y in math class. A handsome teacher came in, wearing a straight suit and tie, without a beard, with short hair and neat hair.
Funny language, exaggerated behavior and humorous class spirit make us linger in math class. Teacher y is perfect in my heart.
But after a long time, I found that Teacher Y is an uninhibited teacher. He has a unshaven beard, a bird's nest on his head and his clothes are on backwards. He also likes to wear a red army hat and shine his voice in the corridor.
Remember the football match in the second day of junior high school. Teacher y came on stage in clothes that were about to fall apart. After 40 minutes of dead support, the clothes were overwhelmed and finally broke a hole. After that, it became more and more fierce, and one hole became several holes.
The third chapter is accompanied by tears and sweat. In the first sports meeting, our class adhered to the consistent style of pre-preparation. In the self-organized competition, we shouted and jumped and refused to accept the credit. Our class ranks in the top three. After the game, Mr. Z spent a lot of money on us, and everyone gave us a KFC egg tart, which made us happy again. Four years later, in June, 5438+00, the last sports meeting gathered the bitterness and sweat of the whole class.
Perhaps it is fate that our last movement will end in submission and sadness. Due to the hasty draw, we stood on the third runway.
Due to the bad weather, it rained heavily the day before. Because of our bad luck, there is no anti-skid mat on the third runway. Because of our mistakes, two boys who had hoped to win the championship fell down one after another, but because of their strength and faster and farther sportsmanship, they stood up again and rushed to the finish line again.
Yes, we lost, but we didn't fail. In terms of will, we defeated our opponents and won the victory of strong will. Zhang always looks back suddenly, and after four years in a hurry under the dim light, I grow up gradually.
Think about some adult problems with adult thinking. I will never ask my mother "where am I from" again, and I will never drive my father away with a quilt and sleep next to my mother.
Yes, I will leave my life for four years when I grow up.
3. I used what I got to write 360 mid-term exam papers, and I only got 86 points. How can I face my parents? When I got home, my mother looked at me dejected and said, "What's the matter? How much did you take in the mid-term exam? " "I lowered my head and whispered," I got 86 points. " "At this time, my mother said angrily," Why did I get so many points in the exam? I really failed to live up to my expectations of you! " "Mom asked me," How much did your good friend get in the exam? ""I faltered, "she said.
She got 95 points in the exam. """what? I'm so angry that you got so many points in the exam! ""My mother snatched the test paper from me. She looked at the test paper and pointed to a wrong question and said, "This question is so simple that it shouldn't be wrong. How could you be wrong? How thick! " "I threw the test paper to me. It breaks my heart. I didn't expect my mother to say that about me. I already know that I was wrong. Back to the study, I wrote a diary in my diary, named Helpless Me. I put it on the table. After supper, I went to bed. I know my mother will come to see my diary every day. I wrote this diary on purpose. I want my mother to agree. My mother read my diary and nodded thoughtfully when she left. The next morning, I got up and found a piece of paper on the table. It turned out that after reading my diary yesterday, my mother wrote me an apology letter, which read: I'm sorry, son, yesterday was my fault, and I hurt your self-esteem. You should continue to work hard and carefully analyze the reasons why you didn't do well in the exam. I wish you good results in the next exam! Come on! I am very happy after reading this letter. I got my mother's understanding. Mom, I will do well in the exam next time.
Write a composition on what I got. When I was eight years old, a shocking thing happened, which was a painful lesson.
At that time, I only knew how to play. Eat 24 hours a day, sleep, sleep and play, just like a lazy pig lying in a pigsty, which consumes precious time for no reason and causes many disasters.
On that day, my family was too busy to play with me. When I saw the bike, I was curious and couldn't help climbing up to play. So when my family was not looking, I climbed up quietly. Because I didn't know where the creaking sound came from, I was so scared that I sneaked away and accidentally stepped on it. I rolled and crawled, and my bike staggered down and pinned my foot. Although this bike is light, it is as heavy as steel for a skinny little girl like me! So, I felt that I was seeing stars and fainted.
When I woke up, anxious faces around me stared at me. I was in the hospital. Tears welled up from my eyes, and I only felt severe pain all over. My leg is swollen, my forehead is bleeding, and I am a little dizzy. I blame myself for being fun. If I had sat there obediently, such a painful tragedy would not have happened. I don't want to endure the pain of injection, try the bitter taste of medicine, lie in that uncomfortable bed, and just want to go home quickly.
I learned my lesson. It turned out to be so terrible. I understand that I should consider the consequences before acting. I don't want to make the same mistake again. I will always remember this lesson.
5. Write a 300-word composition on what I got-12- 16.
That's the mid-term exam. The teacher had a mid-term exam the other day. I glanced at the test paper when it was handed out. Hey, these questions are really simple! I feel happy. I picked up a pen and started to do it, but I got stuck reading in class. So this problem is a problem. I only reviewed other types of questions before the exam and ignored them. Alas! I can't help it, just do it. I like a deflated ball, crustily skin of head.
Who knows, the more you do, the more confused you get. I only did three questions and didn't do two. The papers will be handed in in a minute. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks, at a loss. Pick up the pen, on the paper. ...
About an hour passed, and there was a * * * sound in my ear. "Hand in the papers, hand in the papers!" Teacher Wu urged. It's over. I failed the exam this time. I picked up the paper and handed it to the teacher reluctantly.
On the third day, Mr. Wu came in with a paper, looking very serious, and then asked his classmates to hand it out. My heart is pounding like a rabbit. Ah! As expected, I only got 88 points, and I got such a poor score. What should I tell my parents? I'm about to cry. What should I do? I raised my chin to think.
After school, I suddenly had an idea in my mind, … let's do it. On the way home, I racked my brains thinking, is this not good? It is really indecisive. After thinking about it, I arrived at my door for a while, and finally came up with a vulgar proverb: loyalty can last, but treachery can't last. As soon as I entered the door, I saw my father smile and say to me, "Monty, where did you eat today?" I buried my head very low and blushed and said, "Dad, I got 88 points in the Chinese exam. Please scold me and hit me, so that I will feel better. "
But my father listened to my words and smiled and said to me, "Well, don't cry. Since you can admit it, it shows that you have the determination to correct it, right? " I nodded, and the tears I just held back flowed out again. Turn around and walk to your room.
It's late at night, and I'm lying in bed still thinking about what just happened, with a lot of thoughts.
Although it has been a long time, I can't forget it. It taught me that pride makes people lag behind and modesty makes people progress.
6. I got something today. My mother taught me to fry eggs and learned to fry eggs. At the same time, I also gained success.
On Sunday, I said to my mother, "Can you teach me how to fry eggs?" Mom said, "Yes." Mother took out two eggs. She fried one for me first, and then her mother asked, "Do you understand?" I nodded my head gently. I fired first, and then I added oil. Those oil droplets flew upwards, and my mother quickly said to me, "Turn off the fire." I turned off the fire and said to my mother, "Why is the oil flying?" Mom said, "It's because there is still water in the pot." I washed the pot again and then burned it on the stove for a while. Then I refueled. When the oil is hot, I turn off the fire to the minimum and beat the eggs in. My mother said to me, "Keep shoveling around the eggs for a while, and then turn them over." I shovel the side of the egg first, and I shovel it in the middle. I successfully turned it over and fried it for a while. After a while, I added salt and a little monosodium glutamate. I went through it several times. I smell the fragrance. I washed a plate and put eggs in it. Suddenly, I accidentally broke the yolk juice and the juice came out. I thought: it's a pity that it suddenly failed when it was successful! Mother said: "Although you broke the egg skin this time, you have gained the success of learning to fry eggs!" " "
This time, I not only learned to fry eggs, but also gained success.
7. With "I have gained confidence", a philosopher once said that "having confidence is half the battle".
One thing two years ago made me gain confidence and made me no longer timid! It was a Chinese class, and everyone exchanged compositions. The previous students' articles received a good response.
Suddenly, the teacher called my name. My classmates all looked at me, and I was very nervous.
"My composition is not very good. If I make a fool of myself in front of my classmates, it's over. " I hesitated.
At the urging of the students. I had to bite the bullet and stand up slowly, leave my seat and walk slowly to the podium step by step. Somehow, my legs are like lead, and I feel very tired every step.
"Time flies ..." I whispered, and my mood at this time can't be described by nervousness. For the first time, it seems that 1 minute is not 60 seconds; For the first time, I feel like my heart is about to jump out.
I speak more slowly and my voice becomes smaller. However, there is nothing I can do.
"Why don't you write better? Why can't you speak louder? " A question mark came to my mind. Finally, I finished reading the first paragraph.
"well written!" The teacher smiled and told me that my classmates also cast envious eyes on me. I can't believe what happened in front of me.
It's incredible that my composition can also be praised by the teacher! The teacher's words poured into my heart like a warm current, which injected me with endless motivation and made me confident at once. Yes! I am the best! My voice unconsciously let go, from "coping" in a low voice to reading aloud, and my tone fluctuated with the plot of the article.
Just now, all the worries have been dispelled, and the tight eyebrows have been stretched inadvertently, and the whole body feels relaxed and the mood has become particularly excited! After reading the article, the audience applauded. It was this time that I read the article, and the teacher gently encouraged me, which made me gain confidence.
Every time I encounter difficulties, I will tell myself: "Come on! You are the best! " It is this self-confidence that gives me motivation when I meet challenges, and makes me full of self-confidence and step by step towards success! I had a successful summer vacation, and everything seemed so quiet under the scorching sun. Sometimes there are cicadas singing, and dogs can be seen sticking out their tongues and wagging their tails.
My father and I walked slowly in the street, with no spirit at all. The street is quieter than anywhere else and there is no sound.
At this time, I said to my father, "You can change your words. Idioms, two-part allegorical sayings and proverbs can also be changed, but the same kind can only be used for the same kind." For example, when I say idioms, you must be correct about them and don't say anything else. "
Dad said, "OK, I'll kick your ass and convince you to lose." "Don't underestimate me."
I stared unconvinced and said. Dad was a blockbuster first: Take the Lead, Crossing the Sea with Eight Immortals, Profession and Desolation ... Soon, I was defeated.
I feel so bad that I even want to cry. But after a while, I pulled myself together and prepared to meet the challenge again.
I thought: Dad, I was defeated by you because I didn't show all my strength just now. Now I'll also let you taste what "out of water" and "whole body" mean.
The second inning began. Also shine brilliantly: A crushing defeat, a victorious battle, Qian Shan's ten thousand waters ... Under my onslaught, my father also lost. I said, "pride goes before a fall."
I saw my father also say, "This is a threesome, and there must be my teacher." Say that finish, I smiled.
Gradually, we went home. Dad took the initiative to ask for another set, saying, "Only one to one, this is the last set."
I said, "Just what I want." Dad made a good start. Five minutes later, he was exhausted. Although I can't speak idioms, I can still say many proverbs and two-part allegorical sayings. It is really "reading thousands of books and answering questions like a god."
I won. Dad said, "This is really shine on you and better than blue. The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves before, and the afterlife is terrible. "
"There is always sunshine after a storm", a song that I never tire of listening to, made me deeply remember it and understand its meaning. There is only one feeling to be a winner now: cool, cool, too cool. I feel the joy of success. Maybe you think it's too simple! But for me when I was a child, it was even more difficult than going to heaven.
Now, because of my truth that "nothing is difficult in the world, I am afraid that there is a will", I get the joy after success. When I was 6 years old, my father bought me a pair of roller skates.
That joy in my heart! I don't know how to describe it. I couldn't wait to put it on as soon as I bought it.
"ah!" "How could I be so moldy! It's all my bad luck! " This is ridiculous, how to bring luck in again. Just when I was complaining about my bad luck, my father came running again and saw me making trouble without reason. My father pretended to be a teacher and said to me earnestly, "If you fall, you must stand up, or you will never learn to complain.". You will be a doctor at the age of three! Don't say, this is really good! As soon as I heard this, I panicked and helped my father to hide slowly.
Just when I was very proud, another voice came: "Ah"! Pity my smooth and fair skin! I'm being unreasonable again. Dad got angry and flew away. "What should I do? There are no pillars, so why practice? Forget it, being alone. I still don't believe that I can finish my class when my father is gone. "
No, what if I leave a puppy and chew the mud? This is, an angel and a demon appear in my mind. Time tells me that failure is the mother of success, and I can't just give up.
When the devil heard this, he told me in another way: "It's so hot, it's so cool to go home and turn on the air conditioner, eat ice cream, play computer and watch TV!" As soon as the angel saw my stupidity, he immediately fought with the devil. After many twists and turns, I set foot on the road. Unexpectedly, I fell down and chewed up the mud before I took two or three steps.
This time, my leg was cut open and bleeding. "I don't want to learn," I told myself.
I'm really angry this time. Look at my beloved skates and think about the angel's words. I think I'd better forget it! I put on my shoes again and skated slowly and carefully with balance, but I was very happy. I couldn't be fooled again until I reached the sixth place.
8. I got () points for my composition, and I got a proud lesson.
The calendar turned page after page, which caused me to think. Time flies, in a blink of an eye, six years of primary school life has passed, and my classmates and I have experienced ups and downs together. That sincere feeling makes me miss and unforgettable.
Unforgettable, the teacher's kind face; Unforgettable, teacher's serious words; Unforgettable, the teacher's profound teachings; I still remember when I first went to school, it was the teacher's warm big hand holding my little hand, leading me into the hall of knowledge and opening the door to my heart with a key that cast hope. Let me know the truth that "all bets are off, and humility benefits". In an exam, Teacher Liang (a math teacher) handed out a paper and said, "This is a quiz. The question is simple. I hope everyone will do it seriously and check it out. " The paper was sent, and I read it once. The topic is simple. I was secretly pleased that the questions in the previous two exams were more difficult than this, and I got full marks. What is this? So I took out my calculus paper and answered it ... Time passed little by little, and I finished it in less than 20 minutes. I looked at Mr. Liang, didn't pay attention to me here, so I took out a blank sheet of paper and drew a picture ... Two long classes finally passed, and I handed in my paper with confidence and checked the answers with my classmates. Oh, my God, what's the difference? "Forget it, forget it, love who is wrong, no matter!" Then I went out to play. Because I study well, Teacher Liang is used to evaluating my papers first. After a while, Teacher Liang called me to the office and showed me my certificate. Suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, I froze there. This ... This ... How is that possible? 7 1 minute, not even excellent! I quickly read the paper, the topic is addition, let me write subtraction; The original title was 7.2, so I copied it into 72; There are still a few simple oral questions I haven't written ... God, this is my arrogant masterpiece! After a long time, Teacher Liang began slowly: "Is this your level? You disappoint me so much. Although this question is simple, you should take it seriously. Why are you so proud? Is pride useful? " Yes, * * * What are you proud of? Looking at the questioning eyes of Teacher Liang, I bowed my head.
Unforgettable, students' humorous expression; Unforgettable and humorous student words; Unforgettable and caring greetings from students. I still remember that when I was sad, it was the warm words of my deskmate that comforted me, and it was the funny language of my classmates that made me happy. Seeing his naughty face, I smiled and he smiled. My grandmother passed away a few days ago, and my grief came at me like a devil. I'm depressed all day, and I don't know who to tell my pain to, so I have to soak in the internet all day. Wang Shuangxing teased me all day when he saw me like this, but the real smile didn't bloom on my face. Several happy boys in the class don't get along very well, but when I am unhappy, their humorous words make me laugh, and I become that carefree bird again.
Now, six years later, we are about to move towards a new starting point in life and usher in a brand-new journey. We play together, read together, jump rope together, and refuel together, all of which are vivid.
After the final exam, everyone went their separate ways. Only this unforgettable pupil can be activated as a childhood memory and continue to soar to the ideal.
9. I got an education by writing a 350-word composition.
What is education? Some people say, "Isn't education just educating a child to make her (him) successful?" No, that's not the case. Educating children can not be successful in a few words, but through some touching things, let children understand their parents' education from the heart, and then dono. 1, I can't finish talking about the education I got.
The first is the education of parents. Once I watched TV with my parents and saw that many people had to work to support their families or even sleep on the streets when they were not in school. After reading it, I felt very sad, and my heart seemed to be cut by a knife. You have to pay tuition to go to school. My mother told me, "You should study hard and get into college." Although I didn't speak, I secretly agreed. We must help many poor people. I understand it this way: people who care about other people's lives and deaths are pure waste. If we think of others, the country will continue to prosper and be worthy of those who exchange their lives for our happy life.
The second stranger gave me an education. I once went to visit relatives in Xuchang with my family. When I was in the car, I saw a child give his seat to my grandfather. I feel warm in my heart and want to sing a song. If everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world. This incident made me understand that respecting the elderly is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation, and it is only natural to sacrifice ourselves for others and ourselves.
These educations have benefited me for life.
Postscript: Recently, my son has been writing a diary continuously. Every article is his own true feelings. It's all because of school communication. It is natural for him to read and comment on other people's blogs. He was excited when he saw other people's little red flowers. He wished he had him. He is full of confidence. As a mother, I am happy about it. I hope everyone will support him. I believe everyone will walk on the road of blog together, sing sweeter and live more exciting!
10. Write a 500-word composition with what I got, and I got something.
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I have been praised many times, but I remember the most clearly one when I was in the sixth grade of primary school.
It was the final review stage, and the school was almost over. The teacher is giving us homework: "make a list of questions and write a composition." Tomorrow everyone will go to the podium to read his composition. " I almost fainted when I heard that. Oh, my God! This young lady is naturally afraid of writing, and now she will read the composition in front of everyone. Isn't this fatal?
When I got home, I put down my heavy schoolbag and went to my desk. I started scratching my head. I have read the composition book, but I can't think of it. I think, teacher, aren't you killing me? Alas, I can't help but finish my homework again! Suddenly I had a brainwave and thought of the universal computer. I started searching, browsed many web pages, combined with my own creation, and finally finished this composition that gave me a headache. A hanging heart finally fell down.
The next day, I came to the classroom with nervousness. In the third class, the teacher asked us to read the composition written on the platform yesterday. Then I thought to myself that listening to the students' compositions was so vivid that I became more and more nervous. It's my turn. I stood on the platform, getting more and more nervous and stuttering, and finally finished reading. I feel that sweat has soaked my underwear, and I have realized what shame is. I thought the teacher would talk about me, but I didn't expect the teacher to praise me. The teacher said, "It's well written. Although the language is simple, the content is very true." We don't need too much embellishment in writing, as long as the sentences are fluent, the writing is concise and concrete, and there are sincere feelings. Keep trying. "After listening to the teacher's encouragement, I was very moved and happy. For me, whose composition has been poor, my classmates applauded me, and the applause was so warm.
On the way home, I was in a good mood. The sky is blue and the clouds are white, as if everything in the sky is congratulating me.