I remember that time, as soon as I entered the classroom, I saw the math teacher holding a stack of papers and the exam results came out. When I saw it, I was shocked and thought, no way, the test paper was approved so soon. Isn't it a shame to fail in the exam? Besides, I will be scolded by my mother when I go home. My heart began to panic. I thought again: I was beaten. What's the big deal about hitting people? I think so in my heart, but actually I hope my mother won't hit me. The teacher began to report the scores. I was so scared that I quickly covered my ears. At first, I covered my ears and listened to "XX, ninety-two." I was shocked and immediately froze, thinking: impossible, did I hear wrong? Is this an illusion? Or did the teacher turn someone else's newspaper into mine? I quickly asked my deskmate, and she also said that I got 92 points in the exam. I was so happy that I couldn't help saying, "God really protected me, but I did it with my own heart. How can I say that God protects me? " This is the result of my efforts. "
This incident really made me very happy, and my own sweat brought me today's achievements!
Compress it.
How to write a composition with this matter? One thing that moved me.
What I have experienced is like the stars in the sky. Some moved me, some made me ashamed, some made me extremely angry, some made me feel solemn and sacred, some made me feel interesting, and some made me feel the joy of success. Now I will tell you one of my successes.
In the summer vacation of grade five, I watched others riding bicycles on the expressway. I don't know how great it is. I envy it. I think: if one day, I also ride a bike in the street, I don't know how cool it is! Over time, this psychology of learning to ride a bike slowly blossomed in my heart. Finally, one day, I couldn't stand the loneliness in my heart and asked my cousin to teach me to ride a bike. At my repeated requests, my cousin had no choice but to follow me and take me to the park to learn to ride a bike.
My cousin rode a bike on a meadow first, and then said to me, "Riding a bike is actually very simple. As long as you hold the handlebar, step on the handlebar and overcome your fear, that's all. " You ride first, and I'll hold the back seat. "Great, I can finally learn to ride a bike. My heart is as sweet as honey. I held the handlebar and stepped on the cushion. My heart is beating like a rabbit. The handlebar sometimes turns left and sometimes right, as if I were not careful and would fall down. I tried my best to restrain my nervousness and calm myself down. After a while, I mastered the skill of balance. I thought to myself: it's too easy to ride a bike. My cousin let go of my hand when he saw that I rode so well. Accidentally, I fell down on all fours, and I stumbled and got up. I feel pain. As soon as I mentioned my trouser legs, I saw that I had scratched my skin. I really want to give up and don't want to learn. I took it out on my cousin and shouted at him, "It's all your fault. Why do you let me go and I feel so bad? "My cousin understands my mood and doesn't care about me. He told me that failure is the mother of success. Who learned to ride a bike without falling down? Is my cousin a deserter? I don't recognize such a cousin? " "I'm not a deserter. "I'm angry. I don't allow others to laugh at me. I am determined to learn to ride a bike anyway. " Then you're not a deserter. Let me see. "Cousin said." You wait and see. "I shouted at my cousin. I patted the dust on my body, turned over and got on the bus. I bravely pushed forward and sat in the car. I really regret being so rude to my cousin. I blame myself for being too conceited. At this time, a small stone blocked the way, and I fell heavily to the ground again. But I stood up without hesitation, got on the bike and never dared to ride it carelessly again. After I fell down and got up again and again, it didn't take long for me to learn to ride a bike.
The moment I learned to ride a bike, I felt the sky was blue, the clouds were white and the grass was green. Now learning to ride a bike has become my proudest shining star.
One thing that moved me.
A drop of water can reflect the brilliance of the sun, and many nuances in life can reveal gentle maternal love.
Mom has a habit, a family-sized dress, which is stacked in different categories when the seasons change in spring and summer. That day, she packed her clothes as usual, and I was lying on the sofa reading an old magazine. In the afternoon, the warm sunshine shines in, and a bunch of pure white gardenias on the coffee table exudes a faint fragrance. "Look, Wang Hao, there are many handkerchiefs here!" My mother suddenly turned to me and said that she seemed very excited.
"handkerchief?" I asked.
"Do you remember these handkerchiefs? It's been here for over ten years. Look, this blue one, remember? When you were four years old, I used to pin him on your coat and wipe your sweat. I watched you run in front of me, and your handkerchief shook like a flower Hu Die! " My mother kept talking and didn't look at me, totally immersed in happy memories. I listened quietly and said nothing. I can't talk to my mother-because I don't remember anything.
"There is this piece of blue and white, which was specially made when you were 10 years old. It was printed with the words-'10 Happy birthday to my beloved son Wang Hao'. Alas, in a blink of an eye. " She sighed softly and turned to me, but her loving eyes overwhelmed me. How I wish I could remember these past events, even if they are vague and fragmentary! I can't imagine why my mother collected the past so carefully and told me everything like a treasure. Doesn't she always complain that she has a bad memory when she is old?
I admit, I completely forgot the story of the handkerchief and threw it in the corner of my memory. In addition, handkerchiefs are out of fashion now, and they are replaced by paper towels. When you sweat, take out one, rub it gently, it has a good texture and a faint aroma, and then throw it away casually. How convenient. So naturally, the handkerchief was unconsciously forgotten. If my mother hadn't mentioned it unintentionally, I really couldn't remember that these handkerchiefs once belonged to me. My mind easily accepts new things and forgets some things, including the most basic and true love. My mother, however, is a collector of years, always walking behind me, quietly picking up my missing mood and initial innocence.
I felt my eyes a little wet and whispered, "Mom, how do you remember so much?" Mother was silent for a while before answering, "How could I not remember?" She seems to be talking to herself. My tears fell quietly. Yeah, how could you not remember?
Because I love you, I remember.
One thing that moved me.
Time flies like running water, and many memories fade with the passing of days. But one thing impressed me deeply-deep maternal love.
That morning, I went to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Son, the weather forecast says it will rain today, so take an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. This is evident in Wan Li. How can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door.
Just after school at noon, suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and suddenly the rainstorm poured down. All the students with rain gear went home, and the others were picked up by their parents one by one. My father teaches in a foreign school and never goes home at noon. As it happens, my mother has a high fever these days and is still taking intravenous drip. I don't think anyone will pick me up. I am sitting alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, I couldn't help crying.
At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Oh, it's mom! The strong wind and the heavy rain seemed to engulf my mother. My mother struggled towards me.
"Jingjing, come and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, it is raining harder and harder. Mother's hair, face and body were soaked through by the rain. Looking at "wet" mother and her pale face, I couldn't help crying again. ...
An umbrella holds up a sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me happiness and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it has always touched me and taught me to be a good person and study hard. ...
Write a composition on the topic "I am very happy this holiday". This winter vacation, I am very happy, at the same time, I also gained a lot …
During the winter vacation, the Spring Festival is happy. In order to understand the custom of celebrating the Spring Festival in ancient Beijing, I specially checked the relevant information. The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, or Laba Festival, kicked off in 2008. The flavor of the year is getting stronger and stronger. There are more and more people selling couplets, New Year pictures and blessings in the street. From the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, people began to buy new year's goods. In the past, Beijingers would kill chickens, stew meat, mix noodles and make wine, and were busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Speaking of the 30th, people have to think of jiaozi. Do you know that?/You know what? Another nickname of jiaozi is "jiaozi", which means to eat jiaozi at the moment of alternating day and night. Because jiaozi is white and fat, like an ingot, everyone thinks that eating jiaozi on New Year's Eve indicates making a fortune in the coming year.
On the first day of the lunar new year, adults wake up the children early, dress up beautifully, put on newly bought clothes, and then pay a New Year call to their elders, so that they can get lucky money, which is also our children's favorite and happiest thing.
The second day to the fourth day is the best time to visit temple fairs. Although there were many people at the temple fair, everyone was very happy. They walked around all kinds of stalls, looked at all kinds of strange things, played all kinds of programs, ate all kinds of snacks in their mouths and clicked with windmills in their hands. Very lively.
During the holiday, I also learned a craft, that is, making silk screen flowers, which is a cultural tradition in Beijing. I first spread the colorful silk screen cloth, and then wrapped the cloth around a thin wire ring to form a petal, so I made several identical petals and put them together to form a beautiful silk screen flower. I also learned from my mother to dress up five lively and lovely Fuwa with colored beads. My mother praised me for my ingenuity and looked at the fruits of my labor. I'm so happy! (inspirational world lizhi 123. )
In this holiday, what I am most unforgettable and proud of is that I learned nine strokes of China's calligraphy in just four days, and I can write beautifully. With the fragrance of ink, I fell in love with calligraphy, the quintessence of the Chinese nation. Similarly, I am among them.
Time flies, the holiday is not over, and the new semester is about to enter. I will inspire myself with the Olympic spirit and will not relax for a moment.
I am very happy that school has started. I'm writing a thesis and resting at home for two months. Like a newly hatched bird, I am full of curiosity about my new school, new teachers and new classmates.
School begins, the sky is as clear as paper, the sun is still hot, and white clouds are still dotted with jewel-like blue sky. The weather seems to be celebrating the opening of our school, and cicadas are accompanying our opening ceremony in the trees. The hot sunshine can't stop our curiosity.
Walking into the campus with a nervous mood, a doorman is watering those lush trees. The glittering and translucent water drops smiled mischievously at me and then shone on the leaves. It's beautiful here. I wonder if the people here are equally beautiful.
Looking at the road sign, I went to the education department to sign up, and then sat on the stone chair. The warm sunshine warms the chair, which is very comfortable, but it is also quite lonely here. Not only did I come too early, but my new classmate also came too late. There are few people at school now. I want to say hello to those people, but they all have other people around and come back shyly. There were still few people, so I looked around.
I went over to greet her, and she looked up and smiled at me. I immediately recognized her, my former alumnus, and we strolled together in the new campus. With him, I am not alone, but gradually become a person.
What a beautiful word campus is! It is also our second home, where we study and play. Campus makes us no longer lonely.
When school begins, new classmates and new faces will study with them and try to say to themselves that classic sentence: "New semester, new life, come on!" "
I did the right thing in writing the composition on Sunday. Just after breakfast, my brother said excitedly, "Xiao Yong, go and see the monkeys in the county." I jumped off the kang with joy, and a 60-meter sprint of individual champion came in the yard, scaring chickens and ducks flying around the yard. ...
When I arrived at the station, my brother suddenly grabbed me and looked at me for a while before asking, "How tall are you?" I replied in surprise: "I was only 1.3 meters when I had a physical examination at school in spring, and I have grown a lot this month." Do you believe it? " Let's compare it. "I deliberately hold out a bosom, craning my neck. My brother patted me on the head and said, "When you get on the bus, you should shrink down a little. Listen to my brother. I'll buy you sorbet when I get to the county seat. "I was just about to say, why should someone decorate gnome? I won't do it! But when I saw my brother's face serious, I swallowed it back to my throat. When I got on the bus, my brother's hand pressed my shoulder hard. I am too small to stand it, so I have to bend my legs. He is much shorter and tastes bad. When passing by the conductor's aunt, my brother only bought a ticket. He pointed to me and said, "This is my brother. He is only 12 years old, less than one meter three. " The conductor glanced at me and I quickly lowered my feverish face. At this time, I really want to stand up and show everyone how tall I am.
Just then, there was a sudden shout from the crowd: "Aunt, buy a ticket!" " "I looked back: it was a little girl shorter than me, holding a dollar high in her hand and handing it to the conductor. I remember at school, the teacher often taught us not to be a lying child, but I ... I felt terrible and really wanted to cry. I put my brother's hand on my shoulder and straightened up.
On arriving at the station, I said to my brother, "Give me one yuan." "what to buy?" "Buy ice cream." I took one yuan, turned and got on the bus, and said, "Aunt, I'll make up the ticket!" " The conductor was a little surprised at first, then he showed approval, nodded and smiled. I did the right thing. There is one thing that has puzzled me for a long time. Did I really do something wrong?
One day after school, I went home with three good friends. Suddenly, several fallen bicycles appeared in front of us. There were two questions in my mind. Do you want to move? I stopped. They stopped, too, and I think they're trying to stay still. In an instant, my intuition told me that the red scarf I hung on my chest told me, "You are a young pioneer. Can you not do this? " Just when I wanted to move, a friend of mine took a big step towards cycling without hesitation, and I followed suit. When we carried the bicycle up, the uncles and aunts nearby began to talk about it and said, "Look, these children helped other people's bicycles first, and then helped them." I just finished here, and I said it there. Someone said, "It's outrageous that those children want to steal other people's bicycles at such a young age." Some insiders also said, "You are so stupid. If you help others, others will not repay you, and others will misunderstand you, haha! " . At this time, I really want to rush to argue with them, but … I'd better be Lei Feng, alas!
Although others look at us differently, we still insist on moving bicycles. I believe that one day, others will look at us with appreciation. By then, our red scarf will become more "brilliant"!
After a few days, the content of passers-by is completely different ... I know now that when you do something, you shouldn't care about what others think of you. You should be firm in your choice. Now I can tell you loudly: "I did the right thing!" " "
Write a 600-word composition on the topic "I am very happy this spring". I am very happy this spring.
Spring has come and the swallows have come back from the south. It is covered with bright black feathers, with a pair of handsome and light wings, pecking at branches in the sky, ready to go home and rebuild its nest. I seem to hear it saying, "I can move to a new home again." I am so happy! " "
The willows spit out green buds. I came to the river and saw the vibrant river bank. In summer, people can lean on it to enjoy the cool. How happy this is! I heard the brook "Ding Dong Ding Dong" singing cheerful songs. I asked, "Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, where are you going?" The stream said, "I want to flow into the river." On the way, I can nourish the fields and wet the land ... I can make some contributions to people. I am very happy! " "
I came to a garden, colorful flowers, pink as chardonnay, white as snow, red as fire, really beautiful! People are praising beautiful and bright flowers. The flowers were very happy to hear the praise.
I came to the field and it began to rain. This spring rain moistens the grass, makes the grass greener, moistens the earth and makes the earth softer ... The farmer's uncle showed a sweet smile. They planted pumpkin seeds and corn seeds ... They also planted hope for a good harvest next autumn. They seem to see purple eggplant, white wax gourd and sorghum holding the torch ... they laugh happily.
I came to Daning River again. I saw children running on the beach and flying kites. Looking at their sweet smiles, I also smiled happily.
How beautiful, sweet and gorgeous spring is! I like spring because it makes everything in the world so happy!
Please give me a 400-word composition "I am very happy". I have tasted the happiness of success, and this is what I have paid. I have tasted failure, though bitter, but also very happy, because it let me know myself. However, what makes me most happy is that I have a happy family.
This family consists of a serious father, a gentle mother and a cheerful me. In my childhood memory, my parents were only episodes, and I spent a short time with them. My parents work in other places to earn money and pay my tuition. Although I can only see them once or twice a year, I feel very happy. Now I live with my parents. I can see them every day, chat with them and laugh with them. I'm happier.
Strict father's loving mother doesn't often appear in my life. A serious father will not face his beloved daughter with a straight face, but he will not laugh happily all day. I thought my father's smile was bought with grades, but later I realized it wasn't. My mother is very gentle and kind to my father and me, but in order to make me lively and cheerful, don't be a bookworm. She always teases me, makes me happy and makes me forget all my troubles. So I am very happy.
Once, I suddenly had a high fever and vomited. My parents took me to the hospital and stayed with me after work, asking questions. Ask me if I am hungry, ask me if I am thirsty, because of their concern and sacred love, I feel happy and happy.
My recently separated family is full of laughter and laughter at the moment, which makes me feel infinitely happy.
Mom and dad, because of me, you are busy and have no regrets; Because of me, you have gone through a lot of hardships and have no complaints. I also feel extremely happy because of you.
Write a composition of not less than 400 words with the topic "I was very happy that day". In my memory, many interesting things happened, that is, there were many shining stars. Today I will choose the brightest one to share with you.
I remember when I was in the fourth grade, our class was playing the game of grabbing the bench, and the war between classmates was very fierce. At that time, we felt that friendship was the first and competition was the second. When playing games, there are eight benches sitting there. When the ten of us heard the whistle, we jumped as fast as frogs. It seemed that I would grab the bench, but Chen Siyu grabbed that one with me. There were only six benches left in the second game, and the eight of us went on like this. When the whistle sounded, we flew over and grabbed a stool and sat down. We saw Gao Tian and Yuan Hu wriggling on the bench. Finally, we ended up like this. In the third and fourth innings ... more and more people were eliminated. At the last moment, only the war between Wang Yutong and me remained. We listened carefully to the whistle. One ran to the bench and sat down quickly. Who knows, Wang Yutong slipped and stopped. Of course, I won. In fact, I know that if Wang Yutong doesn't become speechless, she will definitely surpass me.
I have been very happy since I played this game, but I also learned a truth from this game, no matter what I do, I must be single-minded and half-hearted.
Find a short article that says "This matter has made me understand". Last summer vacation came, and I invited my cousin to my house to play. An interesting thing happened and I realized a truth. My cousin came to my house and was very interested in my lively and lovely little white rabbit. She kept saying to me, "This rabbit has long ears and short tail. Really beautiful! " As soon as the rabbit saw the stranger coming, he ran into the house and hid under the sofa. Seeing that the rabbit was scared away, my cousin followed the black footprints on the white floor to the sofa without even washing her hands. She really wants to play with rabbits. She knocked on the table and said, "Come out, rabbit. I will play with you. " But that little thing with red eyes is very timid. She just looked at her in fear, still afraid to come out. This time, my cousin was so angry that she almost cried out, "I want to see if you can get this little thing out!" " "As she spoke, she pushed the sofa aside, rolled up her sleeves and grabbed the rabbit with both hands. These two rabbits are very clever. One minute they were together, and the next minute they separated. For a while, I crawled around my cousin's feet, and for a while, I hid in a hidden corner to rest. My cousin didn't catch it It seems I can't do it without some tools. What kind of tools does cousin use? What did it make me understand? Please look at this matter and let me understand.
Write a composition (400~500 words) on the topic I am willing to mention.
Seeing this topic, you must want to know what makes me happy. It happened on Children's Day.
On June 1 day, my parents and I went to Xinhua Bookstore to read books. As soon as I went upstairs, I saw the dream book "100,000 Why". Because it was very expensive, I was afraid that my father would not buy it for me, so I chose other books to read for a while. Just as we were going home, I offered to buy the book "100,000 Why", and my father readily agreed. I finally got the book I wanted, let alone how happy I was.
When I got home, I read with fascination. It turns out that every book tells different things. For example, the first book takes you into the universe to let you know how big the universe is and what a cosmic black hole is ... The second book takes you into the animal world and tells you why rabbits have red eyes and giraffes are so tall ... The third book talks about ...
Because this day, I got what I wanted and learned a lot of knowledge, so … I am very happy to think about it.