When it comes to writing, no matter whether you are in school or stepping into the society, you must be familiar with it. Through writing, we can gather our scattered thoughts together. Still at a loss for composition? The following is what I compiled. I can't forget her composition. I hope I can help you. I can't forget her composition 1
It's late at night, and it's drizzling outside the window. Standing in front of the window, I can't help thinking of those warm hands that night.
it happened not long ago. I just finished my class and walked out of the corridor. Suddenly, there was a strong wind outside, and in the blink of an eye, the bean-sized raindrops hit the leaves on the roadside "pa-pa-pa", and my heart seemed to thunder and lightning: this can be finished. I don't have an umbrella, and my mother is still in the shop, so she can't pick me up. I'm going home in the rain.
I had to bite the bullet and rush into the rain with my schoolbag on my back, like a car in the street, and the raindrops were laughing at me. Just then, a car stopped by my side and the window fell down. When I looked intently, it was a girl who was tutoring with me. She is the worst girl in our class, and I often laugh at her. She won't come to see my jokes! It's a real leak. It rains all night. I didn't expect her to say to me anxiously, "why didn't anyone come to pick you up?" Get on the bus quickly and we'll take you home. " Hearing this, I quickly refused: "No,no." As soon as I finished, I started to run. I didn't expect her to open the car door and pull me, saying, "Get on the bus quickly, it's on the way anyway."
in this way, she pulled me into the car and handed me some tissues. I said shyly, "thank you. I'm wet and I'll get the seat dirty." "She smiled and said," It's okay. "The uncle who drove the car also said kindly," You are all classmates. Don't be so polite. "Listen to my uncle, my mood is very complicated, both moved and guilty. I arrived home before I knew it, so I quickly thanked him. After getting off the bus, the sky gradually cleared up, just like my mood.
from then on, I often play with her, sometimes I help her explain some exercises, and she will listen carefully.
In life, there are people you don't care about who always lend a helping hand when you need help. I've learned that this is friendship. Although she later transferred to another school and I never saw her again, I will never forget her and her sweet smile. I can't forget her composition 2
Zhou Hongyan, who is she? She is a little girl with short hair, and her big eyes are always flickering. At first glance, she knows that she is a tomboy with a strange look. She looks just like her, although she is my cousin, but she doesn't take me seriously as a cousin, always thinking of ways to "tease" me, which makes me complain. No, she only stayed at my house for a few days during the summer vacation, which made me feel in a trance. Look-
On the first morning, at six o'clock, I was sleepwalking with Duke Zhou, but I was awakened by a scream. At first glance, it turned out to be Zhou Hongyan, so I ignored her and went on chatting with Duke Zhou. But who knows that Zhou Hongyan ran to my bed and dragged me up with her "super invincible move" Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I asked impatiently, "Hongyan, what are you doing?" She asked me seriously, "Did you use my pen?" "I'm useless." "Are you really useless?" "I'm really useless!" Hehe, she gave a sly smile and said, "Haha, I am a genius. You are the sixth person in our family to admit that you are useless. " Say that finish and roared out. I was so angry that I saw stars, foamed at the mouth and fell into bed dizzy.
The next morning,
The sunshine was so good that I forgot yesterday's unhappiness. Just as I was sighing, Zhou Hongyan came. She had an unknown little flower in her hand, and it was coming towards me. My eyes were as wide as a light bulb, and my mouth was so wide that I could put a piece of cake in it. I stammered, "Is this … is it … for me?" Zhou Hongyan smiled: "Of course, I wish you ... Happy Tomb-Sweeping Day!" I feel dizzy.
the above is her "masterpiece". After the third day, I gradually got used to her "behavior". However, I don't know if I'm a little weird, or if I was "teased" by her. When she went back, I couldn't forget her! I can't forget her voice and smile, and I can't forget her prank. Oh, my god What's wrong with me? I can't forget her composition 3
It's a bitter winter and a cold moon, with zero temperature and frozen air. In such a harsh environment, God still refused to be beautiful, but shed gentle tears, accompanied by a rustling wind, and the true feelings were in the world.
You never know. This sudden rain came like an unexpected visitor. My mother and I shuttled through the washed street, and the hat on the cotton-padded jacket looked very thin.
Our faces were severely scratched by the rain, and our clothes were mercilessly sprinkled on us. We were soaked bit by bit, and we looked around with uncertain eyes, just to find a specialty store for calligraphy supplies.
I saw her.
gray plaid tops and close-fitting cotton trousers are nothing special.
It is this hope that makes us realize something together, perhaps it is the function of empathy. She immediately grabbed two red umbrellas and rushed over to us. I saw that red cotton shoes stepped into one pond after another, just like stepping on a magic piano key, and the collision with raindrops stirred up the spray in the dance.
I saw that she first hit an umbrella in the wind and rain, and the figure at that moment, only for a moment, was fixed on the memory tablet in my heart. She handed me another umbrella, the same red color. I was not only excited but also cold. I didn't care to say thank you. I shivered and propped up the umbrella, and there was a long-lost warmth on the handle. She asked us, "What are you looking for? I see that you have all turned around here three times. " "Find a shop selling calligraphy supplies." Mother replied, "Little girl, do you know her?" "Let me see, it seems that there is one there." She pointed to the right. I follow her finger, and my heart is full of strength, as if there is a dream treasure house behind the tall house on the right. I thanked him in a hurry and hurried there. Sure enough, I saw an antique shop, and the three big brown characters "Pinxuantang" came into view, and I felt happy.
gradually, the rain stopped, and a rainbow appeared in the sky. Seven familiar but long-lost colors just explained the mixed feeling in my heart, which was as beautiful as an accident.
She is actually just a girl about my age.
The gray plaid blouse and the red umbrella are enough, even if I don't know her name. I can't forget her composition 4
She is like a kind mother and a careful gardener who takes care of the flowers of our motherland. Her smile will always be engraved in my heart. Her words were also recorded by the tape recorder deep in my heart. She is our kind and strict class teacher.
I was very excited by the news that I was admitted to the middle school, and a sense of sadness rose under the excitement. Think of her figure, her words, her smile, everything about her. A feeling of reluctance welled up in my mind. She gave me knowledge and enlightened me in life! Without her, I might still be that ignorant girl, and my grades are still below average as always, and there will be no improvement. There will be no sensible girl now, just that naughty girl who only makes trouble every day and feels that she will never grow up. Because he let me grow up, no longer a naughty girl, I know how to share the burden and troubles for my parents. It was her teaching that gave me the opportunity to enter a good middle school, which was originally just a dream and became a reality. And six years seems to have passed in a flash. How I wish time could stop at this moment and let me continue to listen to her teachings. Even severe criticism at the moment, I think it is a song and story that I can never get tired of listening to. Her influence on me, like the influence of Mona Lisa on the world, has an indelible trace, which I will never forget!
Six years is like a blink of an eye, but it has left me an indelible mark. It is she who has made this mark appear in my heart. She, my first teacher. I will never forget the current head teacher in our class! I can't forget her composition 5
Last summer vacation, my family of three went to Hailing Island for a holiday. What impressed me the most there was not the endless sea or colorful shells, but a little girl in plain clothes. Although we only met several times, her words and deeds that day made me unforgettable.
On the second day of going to Hailing Island, my family went to the beach to play. On that day, the wind was sunny and the scenery by the sea was beautiful. The golden sand is soft and comfortable when you step on it! I changed my bathing suit and couldn't wait to fly to the seaside.
after I finished building sand castles, I sat in a chair and enjoyed the warm sunbathing while drinking juice. Suddenly, there were several shouts in the distance: "sell ice cream, sell ice cream!" " I looked inside: a little girl who spoke softly came over and saw her wearing a ponytail, casual clothes and a small butterfly hairpin. She looked very clever.
I bought an ice cream from her. She skillfully opened the glass door and took out an ice cream and handed it to me. While handing the ice cream, she looked at the model in my hand with her watery eyes and whispered, "You are so cute!" " "Are you selling ice cream or looking at my model?"! "I suddenly yelled at her, and the little girl immediately pushed the car away.
The sun is about to set, and the last sunset glow is about to disappear. On my way back to the hotel with my parents, I saw a little girl running towards us. I looked intently by the light, and it turned out to be the little girl selling ice cream this morning. Sweating profusely, she ran out of breath and looked exhausted. She eagerly said to me, "Big Sister, I finally found you. This is the model you left behind. I'll give it back to you!" The little girl put the model in my hand, and I said to her shyly, "I'm sorry, little girl, I shouldn't have treated you like that this morning." "Never mind, I'll go back first."
I looked at her thin figure and gradually fell into deep thought ... I can't forget her composition 6
In real life, there are many ordinary people, not earth-shattering, but touching. I'll never forget the conductor's aunt on the bus.
It was one morning two years ago. After school, I was waiting for the bus. There were some white clouds floating in the blue sky of Wan Li. Suddenly, the white clouds girl was driven away and a group of black clouds girls came. The sea water is polluted. Suddenly dark clouds gathered, thunder and lightning, followed by wind and rain. At this time, the bus just came. Luckily, I didn't wait for the people on the bus to get off, so I rushed into the car without hesitation. I put in the coin and walked back. The car moved. Suddenly I saw a schoolbag on the platform. I touched my shoulder. "Oh, I forgot my schoolbag." I thought, "The bus has gone a long way. Did the driver stop? Will you wait for me after stopping? " At this moment, an aunt came. She was slim, in her thirties, with thick eyebrows, high nose and long black hair. She seemed to see that I had the heart to ask me kindly, and I told her that I had forgotten my schoolbag. She immediately stopped the driver. As soon as the door opened, I got into the storm. I vaguely heard my aunt say to me, "Don't run away, little friend, let the driver return the car to avoid getting wet." I don't know if the rain drowned my aunt's words. Heavy rain declined this offer for me. I ran to the platform, but if the driver drove away, I would get soaked. But I got my schoolbag, and when I turned around, the car was in front of me. My aunt smiled and said to me, "Children, get on the bus quickly!" " When I got on the bus, my aunt wiped the rain from my head, cut my hair, and then used the spare towel on the bus to wipe the rain for me. At this time, I feel extremely warm, except for my mother, I have never been motherly and motherly.
Later, someone in the car got into an argument about something else, which became more and more fierce and almost started to fight. Fortunately, my aunt stopped them in a hurry and patiently educated them with touching examples. Finally, under the persuasion of my aunt, they made up and lived in peace.
This is just a conductor, but I think my aunt is. She gives me a powerful force to infect me all the time. I can't forget her composition 7
I can't forget my deskmate Cai Kexin, because Cai Kexin helps me every time I am in the most difficult time. Let me prove it to you below.
once, I lost my eraser. I looked left, but I couldn't find it. I looked right, but I still couldn't find it. I asked this classmate, but I didn't know. I asked that classmate, but I still didn't know. I didn't see it here, but I didn't see it there. At this time, my deskmate Cai Kexin asked me, "Ren Changhang, what are you looking for? Can I help you? If you use me, just let me know. You're welcome. Good friends should help each other. " After listening to her words, I began to summon up courage and told her the whole thing. After listening, she immediately lent me her little rubber.
It's a small matter, but let me know that having a good friend around you is just different. Ok, let me tell you another story!
Once, Fu Yong took my ruler and was seen by my deskmate Cai Kexin. I was talking to someone else. She told me about it. Fu Yong was still playing there. I was very angry, so I raised my hand and he still played because he knew there would be no teacher. At this time, my deskmate made up a lie and said, "Ah, Teacher Yan is here, and Teacher Yan is good!" " I also got the message, which gave Fu dysprosium a big fright. He quickly put down his ruler and sat back. He looked out of the window again. When he saw that there was no teacher, he got angry. At this time, Cai Kexin volunteered: "I did this, and it has nothing to do with Ren Changhang." Therefore, Fu dysprosium was angry with her. I really appreciate my deskmate, because she saved my life when I was in the most difficult time!
children, what do you think of your big sister? If you feel good, you must learn from her, and you should also write such a composition! Goodbye! I can't forget her composition. 8
Although I don't know her, I can't forget her. In fact, she is just an ordinary and ordinary female cleaner.
She is about 37 years old, with watery eyes like two small dewdrops and a red mouth on her dark face.
every night after dinner, I go to the community to ride a bike, and I always see her sweeping the floor diligently. Among them, one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I can't forget her.
I remember that it was a Friday night. I still went to the community downstairs to ride my bike. I saw her standing by the trash can in obscurity, bending down slowly, reaching into the trash can with both hands, lifting bags of garbage with difficulty and throwing them into the garbage truck. Whenever someone passes by her, she will stop to let passers-by pass first, and then continue to pick up garbage. After seeing this scene, I was deeply moved by her.
Suddenly, a little boy was carrying a bag of garbage and threw it away. Because the garbage bag was not tied properly, it spilled all over the floor.