In study, work and even life, everyone is often exposed to composition. Composition writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down our mind, and think about our future direction. In order to make it easier and more convenient for you to write essays, the following is a list of my essays that I have compiled for you. It is for reference only. I hope it can help you. Essay on Me Being Disregarded 1
"Oops! Oops!" I yelled and ran to the classroom. People who know me well must know that I forgot to bring something.
This bad habit has caused me misery. For example: I forgot to bring my pencil case, so I couldn’t write; I forgot to bring my textbook, so I couldn’t go to class. Dad is nagging me again, why don’t I lose myself? Therefore, every time I either forget this or leave that behind.
One time, I forgot to bring my test paper. I called my dad to get it, but my dad nagged me on the phone for a long time, telling me a lot about losing things every day. He also asked me why I didn’t lose myself. When he took it back, he continued to chatter for a while, which made me sleepy.
Another time, I forgot to bring a water bottle, and I didn’t realize it until I was about to go to class. But I'm not anxious at all, because there is no physical education class today. "Ding-a-ling-a-ling, jingle-a-ling-a-ling..." It's time for class, and the first class is a Chinese class. Suddenly, the physical education teacher hurriedly walked in and said: "Today the Chinese teacher is going to see a doctor, and this class will be swapped with tomorrow's physical education class." That's it! I thought to myself that after running in physical education class, I must drink water. If I don’t drink water, I will definitely die of thirst. Sure enough, as I expected, I was very thirsty after two laps. I used to touch the place where I used to put the water glass, but it was empty. Hey, I forgot that I didn't bring a water glass again. As a result, at the end of the day, my throat was so thirsty that I wanted to drink all the drinking water in the world.
Because I often forget to bring things, I have a nickname: Missing Little Eyebrow!
This is me who is careless. When can I get rid of this bad habit? Composition 2: I am missing everything.
Where is my book? Where is the book? Where's the pen? Um! I'm so angry. Why are you here? "Listen, whose voice is that? Haha, it's the voice of me who is careless.
I am a girl who studies well and looks average, but I have a big problem: I am careless. This is all my fault. I just throw things away when I'm done with them, and when I need to use them the next day, I'm often scolded by my mother, but I don't mean it!
Don't tell me that this is my problem. It caused me a lot of trouble.
Once, a friend enthusiastically invited me to skip rope on the phone. I hurriedly looked for the skipping rope. I couldn’t find it after looking for ten minutes. I was so anxious that I couldn’t find it. At this time, my classmate called and urged me to hurry up so that I could cope with the situation while searching. The search almost turned my house into a garbage dump. Finally, my hard work paid off and I found it in a big box. I quickly took the skipping rope with me. When I ran to the park quickly, my friend immediately asked me: "What are you doing? You are so embarrassed." I smiled embarrassedly and almost fell out with me.
Look. , this is the trouble caused by being careless.
Hey! I can’t do anything about this problem. But now I have started to work hard to correct it. I believe that as long as I persist, I will be able to do it. This stubborn problem will get rid of me! Essay 3 on Disregarding Me
On Friday afternoon, my classmates and I played outside for a while and then went home to do our homework. I kept a homework notebook to see what homework I had today. As a result, I turned my schoolbag upside down and couldn't find it. A trace of uneasiness passed through my heart.
I panicked and thought: I can't find it. How can I write my homework today? Besides, it contains my record of duty. Without it, I would be miserable in class.
What should I do? I immediately put on my shoes and walked out. I searched all the places I had been to: No. There was no one in the small garden. I went over to check, but there was still no one. . Suddenly, a series of questions appeared in my mind. Could it have been stolen by a thief? Could it have been accidentally misrepresented by a classmate or a teacher because my handwriting was so beautiful? Collected? Will it be at school? Yes! It must be at school, I comforted myself.
Let’s look for it tomorrow!
I went to the homework tutoring class and asked Li Jiaying about her homework. She had to finish her homework first!
On Saturday morning, I got up early in order to go to class early to look for my homework notebook. When I got to class, ah! My notebook for taking notes was placed on the podium, and it was folded out of shape. When I opened it, I saw, wow, luckily, the inside was still intact.
I picked up my homework notebook and said, "Where did you go on your adventure? You are scarred. I had a hard time looking for you!"
Having learned this lesson, I will never be careless again. Composition 4: I am a careless girl, and of course I have the bad habit of being careless.
Once, I was sitting on the bus going home and chatting with my friends who were traveling with me. Ding dong! We arrived at the east entrance of Xincheng Tunnel, please." My friend pulled my sleeve and got out of the car.
We were chatting and joking. Suddenly, she asked me: Don't you have lunch at your school?" After that, She threw back her long black braid and looked at my hands in confusion. I followed his gaze to look at my hands, and the result surprised me.
Where is my lunch box? ! "I yelled angrily. Is it a blue one," my friend asked me anxiously. A bag with a Playgirl pattern printed on it? "I nodded quickly. She added: It seems that I left it on the bus!"
I turned around and beat the stop sign of the station with my heart broken, but it didn't help, because the bus had already driven five meters away. How far. I really want to call my dad now, but I am afraid that he will hit me and scold me. So I decided to take matters into my own hands and go home.
I went through the solution in my mind, sobbing and chanting: "Get on the 100 bus, get on the 100 bus." But after waiting for half an hour, I still didn't wait for the 100 bus.
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Finally, I arrived at the bus center, but the culprit who took away my lunch box had "already escaped"
Since it was getting late, I had not gone home yet, so I had to leave it to my mother. If I had called my dad right away, I might have found the lunch box! Why would I have found it today?
It will always stay in the lost and found box of Jiubao Passenger Transport Center. Essay on Lost Things 5 ??
Learn to be self-reliant and build a proud and upright self.
I used to have a habit of relying on my parents for everything. When I lost something, I had to ask my parents to help me find it, but I just stood aside. I remember that when I was in the middle class of kindergarten, I had a misplaced child. When I got home, I could play without any worries. Once, I found that my textbook was missing! I pretended to be anxious on the outside, but I was only a little worried on the inside. Da, they tried their best to search for me, but they couldn’t find it. When they saw that I didn’t look for it, I just looked at them and said, “I’m looking for it with my eyes!” "Anyway, I had many reasons for not looking for it. I was tired from playing and my feet hurt.
As a result, everyone turned the house upside down and didn't see it. My mother said, "Will you put it in your bag? Already? "As I picked up my schoolbag, I immediately stopped her because my mother always emptied the schoolbag when she took books.
I quickly took the schoolbag back, reached into the schoolbag with my little hand, and took out a book. There were textbooks one after another, but unfortunately I couldn't find them. The mother on the side grabbed the schoolbag and found a thick thing at the bottom, "I noticed that you seem to have something else. "My mother said. I carefully took the things out and found that it was the "lost" textbook.
Alas, it turned out that it was my bad habit of throwing things away! From this incident, I Realize: Don’t rely on others at any time. As long as you think about it calmly, you can actually solve it yourself, can’t you? Essay on me being careless 6
Being careless is a very serious “problem” for me. .
Let me tell you! First, my math homework book was gone, so I went to Xinhua Bookstore to buy another one. A week later, I found the math homework book lying there. In the classroom cabinet.
After I got my math homework book back, my "Hui Gong Ge Zi Sticker" disappeared inexplicably. My father searched many places and couldn't buy it, so I had to contact my classmate's father to borrow a copy and take it to the store to make a copy. After some time, I was practicing calligraphy in my study, and suddenly I saw my "Hui Gong Ge Calligraphy Poster" hidden in a corner. When I opened it, I saw a piece of paper with a finished work inside. This was my calligraphy homework last week. Alas, I must have failed to get it back to my room in time after I finished writing it, and then I forgot about it. After the "Hui Gong Ge Zi Poster" disappeared, my father spent a lot of time and a lot of money. I can't lose it again!
I haven’t lost the "Hui Gong Ge Zi Poster" anymore, but my habit of throwing away things has not changed. "Where's my pencil case?" Class is about to start, and I can't find my pencil case again. I had to borrow a pen from my classmates to cope with several classes. When I got home, I prepared another pencil case. When I got to school the next day, my classmates returned the pencil case to me. I asked him where it came from, and he said he found it in his schoolbag.
Hey! This is such a confusing question. Essay 7: I am careless about things.
I am a person with a poor memory and always forget to bring things. Today I will tell you about an embarrassing thing that happened to me because I was careless about things.
I remember it was a Friday this semester. When I returned home to do my homework, I realized that I had forgotten an assignment, so I said to my mother: "Mom, I forgot my Chinese reading and writing diary. Can you drive me to get it?" I saw her. She glared and said angrily: "I told you to check your schoolbag when you get out of school. I can't finish my homework at 8:00 today. You can go on your own..." Her face turned livid, and before she could finish her words, I thought You don’t have to wonder about this situation. You can’t wait any longer, otherwise I will definitely get beaten. Then I took a cigarette and ran back to school. When I got to school, it was already seven o’clock in the evening. The sky was shrouded in twilight, and the school at night looked very bright. It's extremely spooky and weird. I always feel like I'm the protagonist in a thriller novel. But the biggest difference between me and those protagonists is that they can save the day no matter what dangerous situation they encounter, because those protagonists have the aura of the protagonist and I have none. Just when I was thinking about these things, I unknowingly arrived at the downstairs of the teaching building. I used all my strength to push open the rolling shutter door. I stepped into the dark corridor. The camera in the corridor was like an eye, glowing red. In the dim light, I quickly ran up to the fourth floor. When I opened the back door of the classroom, I saw a dark figure inside, which scared me so much that I screamed. The black shadow was also frightened and took two steps back. She and I shouted in unison, "Oh my God, there is a ghost." I recognized that it was my mother's voice. So, I breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It turns out to be mom." It turned out that my mother didn't trust me to come to school by myself and came after me.
This neglected me has caused great harm to me. Don’t imitate me. Remember to bring a flashlight when you go to school to get your homework, lest you leave a shadow in your heart. Essay 8 about me losing things.
I have a bad habit of losing things, and it really hurts me. For example, I forget to bring my English books to English class, and forget to bring my homework to school... This problem has caused me a lot of trouble. Come endless troubles and troubles.
On Thursday night, I finished my homework at the small dining table and went home. On Friday morning, when I checked my schoolbag, I found that my pencil case was not lying in my schoolbag. I thought about it carefully. The box must have been left on the small dining table, so I borrowed pens from my classmates all morning.
After school at noon, I hurriedly walked to the small dining table and took the pencil case back. However, when I happily went to Duoduo Supermarket to buy candy, I left the pencil case in the supermarket again. When I got to class, I discovered that the pencil case was missing again. My feelings at that time were really beyond words. I was completely "speechless" to myself and felt that I was on the verge of collapse.
Finally looking forward to the end of school in the afternoon, I rushed out of school and ran directly to Duoduo Supermarket. I was afraid that the boss of the supermarket would throw away my pencil case, but luckily the boss did not throw it away to me. The moment I saw the pencil case, I felt like I was seeing an "old friend" reunited after a long absence. I carefully put the pencil case into my schoolbag, for fear that it would "fly" again if I wasn't careful.
There are many other things about me being careless, and this is just one of them. Basically, it happens several times a week, and I have almost become synonymous with "confused".
I am a neglected child. Essay 9
I am a neglected child. Even in the fourth grade, I either forgot to wear a little yellow hat or a red scarf in the morning. It was only my mother who reminded me to bring them all, otherwise I would often deduct points from the class because of me.
Sometimes you need to bring things with you to classes, such as badminton rackets for physical education classes; mouth organs for music classes; watercolor pens, crayons, brush holders, brushes, etc. for art classes. Mom reminded. It's so embarrassing to forget to bring these essential things for professional classes and have to stay there during class.
Now, I always forget to copy the homework left by the teacher after school. When I get home, I don’t know what to write, so I have to call my classmates to ask. For this, I often get scolded by my parents.
In the evening, my father asked me to buy him beer. I either forgot to bring the bottle or the money. Sometimes I didn’t bring both, and I had to run again, so I didn’t remember it for a long time. .
The most embarrassing thing finally happened. That time I went to take a shower and found that I didn't bring shampoo. This was terrible. Tomorrow was Monday, so I had to check my hygiene. If I deducted points for not washing my hair, Teacher Du would definitely criticize me. what to do? I looked at the people around me, but I didn’t recognize anyone, and I was too embarrassed to ask for some. Just then I saw a board nailed to the wall, which said: Towel 3 yuan, shampoo 1 yuan... I thought there was a shampoo seller here, so I quickly wiped off the water on my body, got dressed and went out to buy it. I took a bag of shampoo and went back to wash it again. Through this incident, I learned a lesson and got rid of the small problem of neglecting things. Understand that you should take care of your own affairs, and always letting others remind you to develop irresponsible habits will harm yourself and make others feel uneasy and distrustful of you. What's wrong with growing up? Now you can no longer find the missing me. Composition 10: I am careless about things.
I have had a bad habit since I was a child, which is - being careless about things.
One morning, my mother finally woke me up with her loud voice like a bell, but I was drowsy. My mother shouted to me loudly: "Get up quickly, get up quickly, you will be late soon!" I was so upset when I heard this. I quickly got dressed, carried my schoolbag, and ran to school.
When I arrived at school and saw others bringing cucurbits, I remembered that today is Thursday and I had to bring cucurbits, but I forgot again. I had no choice but to call our class teacher’s office and ask parents to send it over. My mother came in a hurry, handed me the cucurbit silk, and said to me: "Why don't you always bring the cucurbit silk? You always throw it away. When will you get rid of this bad habit? I don't even want to help you get the cucurbit silk." "I lowered my head and said, "Oh! I got it."
At noon, I went home and finished my meal. When I was about to leave, I remembered that I hadn't paid for my lunch yet. Why was I so confused? Woolen cloth? What a bad day today!
When I got my lunch money and was about to leave, it started to rain heavily. Why! I realized I forgot to bring an umbrella. What a bad luck for eight lifetimes. During the physical education class in the afternoon, I was thirsty and wanted to drink water. Suddenly I realized that I didn't bring any water because my throat was inflamed because I didn't bring water for a long time.
It is this bad habit that has caused me misery. I must get rid of this bad habit and not let it have any chance. Essay 11 about me being lost and lost
My memory is very bad, I often lose things, and my mother often scolds me. Although I try to correct it, there is still the old saying: "A country is easy to change, but a person's nature is hard to change." . "
NO1. I forgot to wear a red scarf when I went to school.
"Ding ding ding..." The damn alarm clock rang again! I rubbed my tired eyes, picked up my phone and looked, it was seven o'clock! I stood up quickly and washed my face in a hurry , brushed my teeth, picked up my schoolbag and flew to school without eating breakfast. When I arrived at school, I put my hand into my schoolbag and wanted to feel where the red scarf was, but I couldn't even touch a hair. Could it be? I felt nervous, quickly took off my schoolbag and searched frantically for a red scarf, but I really didn’t have it! I had to take out the only one yuan I had in my trouser pocket and buy a red scarf. When I arrived at the classroom, I found the red scarf in the drawer. I was completely devastated!
NO2. The mechanical pencil was missing
get out of class was over and I had just recovered from the pain of losing one yuan. The mechanical pencil disappeared again.
At this time, my heart was broken! It was clearly placed on the table, but why did it disappear in the blink of an eye? I was very confused, and it made me dizzy and anxious like an ant on a hot pot—— Round and round.
NO3. The homework was left in the classroom
After school, I hurried to the cram school, and the day finally passed. I silently prayed for the lost things. I was about to take out the math exercise book, but found that I had left it in the classroom. I rushed out of the cram school and ran to school like the wind. I was out of breath when I ran to the classroom. Then I picked up the exercise book and walked slowly back to the cram school. It had already spent 30 minutes. Oh my god!
It was all caused by forgetting things. I will never do it again. I won’t be careless anymore! The Disregarded Me Essay 12
She had a kitten that was always blue, but when she was half awake and half asleep, her kitten ran away from home. She searched around her home, made her own cat-finding posters, pasted them all over the city, and secretly stuffed one in his former mailbox. However, her beloved kitten still has not come back, it is lost.
Her beloved cat was lost, so she felt depressed, as if time was covered with a layer of gray. She wanted to escape from the city, but had nowhere to go. She wanted to find her lost kitten, the same color, the same markings, the same soul, and then hug it tightly. In the days without the kitten, she was lonelier, more isolated, and more scared. The world was so blurry, and her tears could not wash away the gray layer. I think what she lost was not just a beloved kitten, but also her love, her rose, and her happiness.
Closing my eyes, I saw her in the intricate maze of passages. Her cat was not far from her. She and it were separated by a thick gray-white wall and could not hear each other's calls. . Her life was in chaos, and she called out tiredly and with tears to her kitten, the kitten who understood her and was used to her sadness.
Finally, after the heavy rain, new buds sprouted from the withered roses. Finally, while she was half asleep, the lost kitten came home. But, have all the things she lost returned? Essay 13 about me being neglected
I am a lively and lovely girl with fair skin, slender legs, and a pair of bright little eyes.
I have a shortcoming, that is, I lose everything.
One day, I came home and had just finished my first homework. I was about to continue my homework, but I found that my assistant’s eraser was missing.
I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and asked my mother anxiously: "Have you seen my eraser?"
"No!" Mom said helplessly He looked at me and said, "Can you find it again?"
I went to my dad again and asked the same question. My dad's answer was the same as my mom's. I felt so disappointed.
Where did the eraser go? I scratched my head. At this moment, I heard a "pop" sound and the eraser fell to the ground. It turned out that the eraser had been in my hand just now! I was also amused by my little pony. It was so far away and right in front of me.
I happily returned to my desk and prepared to correct the wrong questions in the exercise book. "Hey, where is the exercise book? What's wrong with me?" I said to myself. I began to recall it carefully, but no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't remember where I had put it. Look at my memory, it’s really worse than my elderly grandma’s.
This time, I was too embarrassed to ask my parents again, so after thinking about it, I decided to preview it first. I took out my Chinese book, and the exercise book was actually stuck in my Chinese book!
At this moment, my mood is so complicated, including the joy of regaining what was lost, and the complaint that I have lost everything. I warned myself softly: "It's not okay to go on like this. I must change."
This is me, a careless me, but I believe that I will slowly get rid of this bad habit and become a good person. Organized person. Essay 14 about me being neglected
My name is Cui Yang Haoran. I am ten years old this year. I am in the third grade and I am the study committee member of the class. However, I have a problem, that is, I lose everything. For example; I forgot to take my school books, or I forgot to take my skipping rope for outdoor activities.
For this reason, my mother is very anxious. What should I do if this continues? Dad also wants to change my bad habit of being careless. At this time, the school launched nine good habits education.
The teacher asked parents to cooperate with the school in cultivating their children's good habits. Now parents were very happy.
September 18th is my birthday, which happens to be Sunday. When I woke up, I found a book next to my pillow, "Don't Be Madah". I quickly picked it up and couldn't wait to read it. , the Ma Daha in the book made me blush. I had just finished reading the first story and my father came in. My father said to me: "Is the book good?" I said happily: "It's interesting, he is really a Ma Daha." Dad said to me sincerely: "His carelessness has delayed so many things, you can't be like him." I said embarrassedly: "Dad, I know why you usually call me Cui Daha? I will definitely change my carelessness in the future. No problem." Dad smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a look after dinner. My daughter will never be Cui Daha." From then on, Dad would remind her every time she did something. Me, later on I didn’t need them to remind me. Slowly I corrected the problem of neglecting things. Now I will never neglect things. Essay 15 about me being careless
In the eyes of my teachers and classmates, I am an excellent student. But I have one of my biggest natural enemies—lostness. It often surrounds me and makes me uneasy.
When I was in the first grade of elementary school, my problem of losing everything was revealed, either pencils or erasers. Although my mother repeatedly told me to take good care of my stationery every morning before going to school, I still often make this mistake.
As I grow older, although my problem of forgetting things has improved, it still happens from time to time. Not long ago, I didn’t know where I put the new stationery my mother bought me when school started. My mother asked me to think carefully about where I put it, but I couldn’t even remember where I put it. There was no other way, so my mother had to buy me a new set of stationery. What made my mother dumbfounded was that when she was doing some cleaning at home the next day, she actually found the set of stationery lying quietly under the coffee table.
Not long after this happened, my old habit relapsed. On Monday morning, the teacher at the brigade department just gave me an armband of the weekly cadre of the brigade department. However, when I got home from school at noon, the armband disappeared without a trace. My mother didn't care about eating, so she took me on her bicycle to search along the route home. She couldn't find the school until she found it. My mother was unwilling to give in and took me to look for it several times, but still couldn't find it. Seeing my mother panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely, I felt extremely guilty.
Hey, when will I get rid of my careless habits?