Unforgettable thing fourth grade composition 1 I have a bright red award certificate in my room, which I won by participating in the accordion competition.
I remember that day, we went to the Cultural Square to compete. I just entered the gate, and a wonderful Spanish matador came slowly from a distance, which made people feel relaxed and happy. I can't wait to run to the meeting. I saw several piano friends playing the accordion with great interest. Some are playing Red women soldiers, some are playing Under the Parisian Sky, and some are playing Little Sisters of Prairie Heroes, one after another. I also picked up the accordion with great interest and played the same song in the middle. After that, Mr. Zhou and several grandfathers in their late sixties walked into the venue. We were puzzled and thought: What do these grandfathers do? How did you get here? Teacher Zhou announced loudly: "The game started, and the first student, Feng Dishang, prepared for Chen. ...
"It's my turn at last. I walked to the stage with trepidation, shouldered the accordion, skillfully played the same tune, and finally finished. I breathed a sigh of relief and went to my seat to enjoy the music played by my piano friends below. The game is finally over. When teacher Zhou loudly announced that the first prize was mine, I was so excited that tears filled my eyes. Looking back, I can't help feeling a little ashamed. I've practiced accordion before, but I don't want to learn it when I encounter difficulties. My mother said to me, "You can't give up halfway. When you win the prize, you will feel that you have to eat all these hardships. "After more than a year of hard work, today, I finally won the first place.
I hold a bright red award certificate, and my eyes are full of tears.
Unforgettable things Time goes by day by day, and in a blink of an eye, I have grown into a fifth-grade primary school student, and many past events have happened on my way to growth. Some are happy, some are sad and some are unforgettable.
Speaking of unforgettable memories, I always think of the experience of learning to ride a bike.
That was the first time I learned to ride a bike. I was only five years old, and I was a child in kindergarten. At that time, when I took the school bus every day, I would see many people cycling back and forth on the wide street. How chic! I was so envious that I made up my mind to learn to ride a bike.
From that day on, I have been pestering my mother to buy me a bike. Finally, one day, I got my beloved bike.
I think this bike is easy to ride, so I ride it proudly. Unexpectedly, I fell from it before I got up, and I fell on a dog and broke my knee. I want to cry but dare not, because it is my own choice. But it was so painful that tears still flowed out of my eyes.
Although I was dumped, I was not discouraged. I got on the bus again, according to the method taught by my mother: hold the handle tightly, look forward and pedal. It went well this time, but I was very nervous when I turned the corner. My bike hit the wall and threw me upside down.
I fell and stood up again and again. I never gave up and finally learned to ride a bike. No wonder my mother often nags: a drop of water wears away a stone, and only perseverance can succeed.
Unforgettable things There are unforgettable things everywhere in life. Let me tell you the most unforgettable thing.
What impressed me the most was the calligraphy parent-teacher meeting.
One Sunday, the teacher invited parents to a parent-teacher conference. At this time of the Spring Festival, each of us wrote a pair of couplets. Parents will judge the good ones and give them rewards. No one can get his prize if he doesn't go to this parent-teacher conference, so we all went.
We are all sitting with our parents, and the classroom is crowded with people. At this time, there are no classes. The teacher gave each parent some melon seeds, and the parents ate them with relish. After a while, the class began. The teacher sat in the front classroom and suddenly became quiet. The first step of the parents' meeting is to ask some questions and see how we learn calligraphy. This is my weakness, so I avoid the teacher, afraid that the teacher will call me. I don't know any questions. I must be embarrassed. Fortunately, the teacher didn't call me.
In the second step, the teacher asked parents to make suggestions on the current youth cultural palace. My parents' faces turned red at once. After a long time, they finally spit out a few words "no!" Let's have a good laugh.
The third step is what we are most looking forward to, awarding prizes. The teacher awarded the prize according to the handwriting first, and I won the third prize-a piece of felt, and then the teacher awarded the prize according to the homework that wrote the most. I only got an encouragement award-fringed paper, and I am very satisfied, because I haven't studied for a long time, and I am very happy.
This is the most unforgettable thing for me.
Unforgettable things in the ocean of my memory, there are many novel things, the most unforgettable of which is one I did in the third grade of primary school.
The thing is this: One day in the third grade of primary school, Mr. Liu asked our class to do a comprehensive Chinese test. The test paper was handed out and I sat down carefully. When I finished the third question, I quit. In order not to waste time, I continued to do it ... After a while, I only heard Teacher Liu say, "Now, everyone stop writing and start rolling!" Teacher Liu asked me to test the paper, but I still have some questions to do! What shall we do? At this moment, a circuitous idea in my heart gradually matured ... When I was collecting the paper, I glanced at the paper at my deskmate and got the answer in my heart. After collecting the paper, I ran to Mr. Liu's office and said to Mr. Liu, "I didn't write my name!" " So I immediately took the opportunity to write down the answer. Back in the classroom, it seems that there are two little people fighting in my heart. One man said, "You can't do that. There is a saying that you can't hide it for a while. " Another little man said, "Never mind, it's nothing this time." I think this is a quiz, but what if it is a big exam?
In the first class in the afternoon, the teacher released the grade: "Gao Chang 100, Feng Yuxin 99 ..." My face was burning.
The next morning, I told the teacher what happened. Unexpectedly, the teacher smiled and said to me, "changchang, you are a good student if you correct your mistakes this time! There is a saying that honesty is the foundation of being a man, and you have done a good job! "
On the way home, I felt very happy, just like a happy bird flying freely. The teacher is right. "Integrity is the foundation of being a man." The teacher's teaching is still fresh in my memory and unforgettable.
Unforgettable things During my growing up, many things were deeply imprinted in my mind, but what impressed me most was that one.
One morning, my mother was very ill, but I had to go to school. My mother still dragged her sick body to make breakfast for me. I saw my mother get up slowly, go into the kitchen, turn on the gas stove and make breakfast. After a long time, my mother came out with my favorite rice and tasted the food she worked so hard to cook. I think I tasted not only delicious fried rice, but also my mother's love for me.
I haven't been in the mood to listen to the teacher all morning since I came to school. I keep thinking, "Is mom getting better?" Will mom pick me up at noon today? "A lot of questions make me more and more uneasy. The time in the morning became so long that the school bell finally rang. I rushed out of the school gate to find my mother. I saw my mother standing on the side of the road, pale, as if she had no spirit at all. I was very distressed at that time. I want to say to you, "Mom, you have worked hard. "
Back home, I was deeply moved by my mother's busy back in the kitchen. I seem to see that my mother's back is a little hunched, and a little silver hair is added to her black hair ... eating the meal cooked by my mother, I think this is the delicious meal I have eaten since I was a child. I ate a lot that day, because that lunch was my mother's deep love for me.
This matter will always be kept in mind and grow up with me.
Unforgettable thing Grade 4 Composition 6 65438+On February 9, our fifth-grade classmates came to the Junior Military Academy and had a five-day military training life, among which the gala gave me the deepest impression. We performed eleven programs, lightly dancing "Chasing Dreams". At first, we started silently, and then we performed two English songs. Chinese songs "I Believe" and "Invisible Wings" made us feel the charm of music, and the performance of guzheng made me feel like I was back in the folk music classroom at school. When playing clarinet Moonlight on the Lotus Pond, we hummed together.
Of course, the most shocking thing is the finale of our performance-the dance "The Most Dazzling National Style". The moment the announcer announced the curtain call, the audience was boiling, because we all know that this is Phoenix Legend's famous song. When the music started, we clapped our hands rhythmically. I saw that some students couldn't help it and got high together. Some students gestured with their hands, watched Yang Jiaqi raise his hand for a while, put on a cool posture for a while, and then started to "scatter flowers". We were caught off guard. But we still sing and dance, and we are very happy. Finally, I couldn't help standing up and dancing on the stage with my classmates. I waved my hand for a while and put it in a circle on my leg. I also cried desperately with my hoarse voice during training. Teachers and officers also sang and danced together and spent this unforgettable night together.
Although military training is very bitter, we experienced the joy of military training in the gala.
Unforgettable things In the 1 1 year when I was growing up, many things faded away with the passage of time, and only this one made me unforgettable.
On my way home from school last year, I saw a man rummaging through things in the garbage bin from a distance. I think it's very strange. Take a closer look. It turned out to be an old woman with gray hair and wrinkled face, wearing shabby clothes and a little shiny black. A pair of black hands are rummaging through the trash can with iron clips. Suddenly, a smile appeared on grandma's face. It turned out that she found three mineral water bottles.
Seeing those dirty broken bottles, I thought, "how much can a few mineral water bottles be worth?" Why doesn't she enjoy the happiness of her old age at home at her age? Picking up garbage in such a dirty place must be that her family is poor. Grandma is so pitiful. "
Look at grandma in front of you and think about her at home. My heart is very bad. I want to help her. So I took out all the pocket money my mother gave me. I took the money and said to my grandmother, "grandma, I have some pocket money for you." Don't pick up garbage today. How dirty. " Grandma listened to my words, looked up and said, "Thank you, my child. How could my grandmother want your money? Picking up garbage can sell some money every day. Please hurry home and keep the money for yourself. "
On the way home, my mood was very relaxed. Until now, grandma's appearance is still clearly printed in my mind.
Unforgettable things There are many interesting things in my memory box, such as colorful seashells by the sea. One thing that happened during the winter vacation is still fresh in my memory.
In Ocean Expo Park, I had a "close contact" with a golden python. That day, my friends and I walked to the gate of the park, just like two runaway horses. Have fun. Suddenly, I saw a golden python in a glass house. It is as thick as a child's thigh and 3 meters long. I have never seen such a long and thick golden python. I couldn't help sneaking up. Maybe it's too cold! I am covered with a blue blanket. Suddenly feel particularly fun. At first I only dared to look at it through the glass, but it looked up and spat at me in a friendly way. I suddenly had an idea: I want to take a picture with this big snake and make out. But my mother was obviously frightened, her face was sallow, and she was afraid to come out from hiding in the corner, but she still couldn't stand my soft teeth and agreed. The staff carefully dragged it out of the glass house and put it on my shoulder, suddenly feeling very cold. "Why is it so heavy?" I can't help shouting. Don't ask, don't know, ask shocked! It turns out that it weighs 30 kilograms! Fortunately, Yaoyao, another little friend, took a photo with me carrying a boa constrictor, otherwise I would be squashed by this big guy! The boa constrictor spits at me and licks my face from time to time when taking pictures! Still looking at me with its flawless little eyes, I feel not fear but warmth; What I feel is not fear, but friendliness. It seems unwilling to part with us!
I left the Ocean Expo Park with reluctance. Every time I see a photo of us with Huang Jinda python, I think of this interesting thing.
Unforgettable things I have experienced many things, among which the most unforgettable thing is that I broke my mother's favorite perfume. It was Friday night. I got home and started doing my homework. I accidentally broke the perfume bottle. I'm very scared! I thought to myself, will mom hit me? I didn't think so much! I immediately picked up the broken perfume bottle piece by piece with a piece of paper and threw it into the trash can. Continue to sit down and do your homework, pretend nothing happened, and then mom came back! My heart thumped, so nervous that my mother said, "Why is it so fragrant?" I said, "No, I don't smell it!" Mother looked at me and said, "Did you break the perfume bottle?" I said hesitantly, "No, no! I will do my homework when I come home from school. " I just won't admit that I broke it, and my mother went to cook without asking.
After a while, my mother cooked me a meal. At dinner, my mother said to me, "Keke, be honest. Doing something wrong is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you dare not face your mistakes. A mistake is a good boy! "
After listening to my mother's words, I bowed my head in shame and said to my mother, "Mom is the perfume bottle I broke. Please criticize me! " "Mom smiled and said," Nothing, as long as you do something wrong, dare to admit it and correct it in time, you are a good boy. "Listen to my mother, I smiled happily.
Unforgettable things 10 In everyone's life, many things happen at all times. Some things are small but unforgettable, and there are such things in my heart.
I remember that morning, I was alone at home. Suddenly, Ding's phone rang, so I rushed over and was accidentally knocked down by the telephone line. 1 of "pa", the phone also fell to the ground. When I picked up the receiver, there was no response, and I broke out in a cold sweat.
At noon, mom came back. After dinner, my mother said to call my father back for dinner. Watching my mother pick up the phone, my heart hung in my throat. what can I do? Seeing my mother holding the microphone repeatedly with a puzzled face, I knew she must have found something wrong with the phone. At this moment, my mother turned to ask me how the phone was broken. I put on a strange look and said, "why ... is it broken?" I ... I didn't ... didn't move. " Then hurry down and do your homework. "Well, let's go to the garage this afternoon." Mother sighed.
I have no mind to do my homework anymore, and my heart is always uneasy: I feel uncomfortable if I don't say it; Tell mom the truth, but be afraid of being criticized. After a while, I decided to tell my mother what happened. It was really hard. So I crustily skin of head and explained everything to my mother. Unexpectedly, instead of blaming me, she said to me, "A phone call takes a hundred minutes, but honesty is hard to buy. You have to remember that honesty is the foundation of being a man. "
Time has passed, but I still remember it clearly. It taught me a truth: honesty is more valuable than money.
Unforgettable things 1 1 Many things happen to everyone every day. Happy, sad, angry, interesting, happy … and what I want to say is' learn cycling once'.
Then drive. When I arrived at the bicycle shop, I saw a dazzling array of bicycles. "wow! A lot of bicycles, I choose this one. " I said. Pointing to the blue bike. Dad listened and said, "Waiter, I'll take this blue bike." Paid the money and went home happily.
As soon as I got home, I immediately pushed my bike to the back door. I said, "Dad, take your bike." Dad said, "Yes." So, I got on the bike. "Let's go." Dad shouted, dad pushed me behind, and I rode gently in front. Suddenly, I felt the car shaking. I turned around and said, "Ah!" Dad let go, and I couldn't help it. Bang, I fell to the ground. Oh, I touched this sore ass, and there was a big hole in my pants. Dad gave me a thumbs-up and encouraged me to say, "Be strong, son!" "I listened to my father and thought to myself: I must be strong. I stood up slowly with my hands. " Hey, do it again. "So I got on the bus slowly and retrained." Dad, I don't need your help this time. "I stepped on a foot hard and felt very balanced in less than two minutes. I stepped on it again, "hey! I succeeded. " I jumped out of the car and threw myself into my father's arms. I said happily, "Dad, I learned to ride a bike. You don't have to send me to school. " My father pointed to my nose and said, "You are young and have many ideas, which will really lighten my father's burden." I looked at my father and smiled.
This matter has been echoing in my mind, and I understand a truth: persistence will win.
Unforgettable things A mother's love is like a cool summer breeze, and a mother's love is like a clear spring in the desert. And there is one thing that I always remember.
One afternoon, just as the bell rang, God suddenly changed his face, and dark clouds were gathering, followed by lightning and thunder, which seemed to split the sky in half. A gust of wind made it rain heavily, and the students were blocked in the stormy playground and could not go home. The students waited anxiously for their families to take them home. At this time, some students scratched their heads while waiting, some students stamped their feet in anxiety, and some students hugged each other in twos and threes. The students feel a little cold because of the strong wind. There are also students whose tears are about to fall.
On the contrary, God cried louder and louder, making more and more noise, and it rained more and more. The thunder is getting louder and louder I think, after such a heavy rain, will my mother come to pick me up? It will, won't it? These words are actually arguing in my head.
Suddenly, a woman with an umbrella came from the gray rain and fog and looked at the familiar and strange figure. She was walking high and low in the rain. At this time, the wind is blowing hard, and it seems that the umbrella in the woman's hand will be blown away by the wind. She took a closer look, and it turned out to be her mother. Her beautiful skirt was wet by the relentless rain, and she was soaked like a drowned rat. But my mother still asked me if I was cold: "Son, it just thundered. You are scared!" " No, no, let's go home now! "I looked at my classmates and then at my mother. The students cast envious eyes. There is only love in mom's eyes. I was thinking about what just happened, but my eyes were a little wet, and my mother looked so haggard in the rain.
Like a flower beaten by rain, my mother is still so beautiful in my eyes.
I love my mother!
Unforgettable things 13 Our school life is rich and colorful, with intense study and happy recess; There is fierce competition and close cooperation ... the campus is like a big family, and different things happen every day, but there is one thing I will never forget.
That day, I walked to the school gate and plausibly remembered that I didn't bring a red scarf today. After that, I'm going to cut classes. I walked slowly into the classroom with anxiety. Suddenly, I heard the voice of Miss Li walking. I usually sit up straight when I hear this voice. But today, as soon as I heard this voice, I immediately wanted to find a crack in the ground. Teacher Li walked into the classroom and said, "Who didn't wear a red scarf in the morning reading class?" Stand up by yourself. "I stood up with my head down. I looked around out of the corner of my eye and found that only one person was not wearing it this time, and that was me. My face turned red at once, my heart kept beating like a rabbit and my head was lower. At this time, the whole class was silent, but I think silence is better than sound. I can't wait for my teachers and classmates to look at me with angry eyes and say something about me, which may make me feel better. At this moment, I heard several classmates say, "Teacher, I have an extra red scarf here, and I can lend it to Li Xiaoming. "I still dare not move, but when I heard that, a warm current poured out of my heart. At this moment, Teacher Wang said, "You are a man of heart, Li Xiaoming, please accept it! Don't forget to wear it after you can wear it. " Then I stood up straight and turned to see Liu Ming and Xiaohong, both holding red scarves. I have a red scarf in my hand and put it around my neck. At this time, I think this red scarf is very bright, because it is full of the love of my classmates.
Through this incident, I deeply understand that the honor of the class is shared by all, and I will strive to safeguard the collective honor in the future. This is an unforgettable thing in my school life.
Unforgettable thing fourth grade composition 14 There is one thing. Although it has been a long time, I still remember it clearly, because it deeply touched me.
It was an evening two years ago, and my cousin and I were playing in Sanjiangkou. At this time, there are few pedestrians by the river, so we can enjoy playing with toys by the river. Just as we were having fun, we suddenly heard the cry of "help, help" from the river. I looked at the river and saw a little girl struggling desperately in the river, her hands kept paddling on the water and her hair had been washed away by the water. On the shore, her mother burst into tears and shouted the little girl's name anxiously and helplessly. But at this time, there are only a few children and old people by the river, and they are very helpless. How helpless the mother hopes that the swimmer will come to save her daughter. Seeing that the little girl will be submerged by the ruthless river. At this critical moment, a passing aunt saw it, rushed to the river, jumped into the water at all costs, swam to the little girl, held the little girl in one hand and paddled in the other, struggling to swim to the shore. The little girl was saved. The mother hugged her daughter tightly and began to cry. When she remembered to thank the rescuer, the aunt left silently. I think: this aunt is really a good person, risking her life to help others, leaving no name, and she is willing to be an unsung hero. If there were more such people, the world would be better!
I will never forget it. I will follow the example of that aunt and learn to be a helpful and selfless person.
Unforgettable thing 15 I remember it was when I was in kindergarten. One day after school, it suddenly rained cats and dogs. Oh, no, I forgot my rain gear. what can I do? My friends have been picked up by my parents. Why hasn't my mother come yet? I stood in the classroom and stared at the heavy rain outside the window.
I waited for a long time, and suddenly, a man came up to me. It was my mother. It's getting closer. Unlike her mother, she is thinner than her mother. Look carefully. It's Miss Yang from our class. Teacher Yang said, "Saint, hasn't mom come to pick you up yet?" It is a good thing that the teacher didn't come. I was very sad when the teacher asked. Teacher Yang comforted me and said, "I'll borrow your umbrella first. The teacher can't see you off because the teacher's son has a cold. " I quickly said, "Thank you, Miss Yang!" I ran out with Miss Yang's umbrella. Teacher Yang's voice came from behind: "Don't run, walk slowly, and be careful of wrestling." Before the teacher finished, I slipped and fell heavily to the ground. I cried loudly. Teacher Yang rushed over and said, "Don't cry, saint. Teachers like strong children best. " Dry my tears. Teacher Yang said, "Alas, the teacher forgot that you had to cross the road. Let me take you home. " On the way, Miss Yang gave me all her umbrellas for fear that I would get wet. Her body got wet in the rain. When I got home, I told my mother what the teacher gave me. Mom's mouth is full of praise.
The next day, Mr. Yang was hoarse, pale and coughing in class. At that time, I wanted to tell my teacher that you did it for me … but somehow I never spoke.