One thing I will never forget ... when I was in the first grade, I had the problem of staying in bed in the morning. Every morning when I wake up, I see the sun shining on the glass window, and my heart is full of sadness.
I think it's so late, wait, wash your face, comb your hair, change your school uniform, and then go to school. As soon as you enter the classroom, you will be punished to stand at the door, and the eyes of your classmates will come to you one by one. Although I am lazy, I know I am shy! So I am very worried and scared, and I often rush to school in fear.
Worst of all, dad doesn't allow children to go to school by bus. He doesn't care whether you are late or not. One day, it began to rain heavily in the morning. When I woke up, I knew it was getting late. I am very worried when I listen to the continuous rain.
This summer, I was not only late for school, but also dressed up as a fat jacket by my mother and walked all the way to school. Thinking of such an uncomfortable school, I got up the courage to lie in bed.
Wait a minute, mom came in. When she saw that I hadn't got up yet, she was startled and urged me, but I frowned and begged my mother in a low voice, "Mom, it's late today, and I don't want to go to school?" Mom just can't be the master of dad. When she turned to go out, her father came in. He stood in front of the bed and stared at me: "Why don't you get up?" Get up! Get up! ""it's late, dad! " I crustily skin of head said.
"Have to go at night, how can you play truant? Get up! " A word command is the most terrible, but what's wrong with me? Have the courage not to move. Dad was so angry that he dragged me out of bed and grabbed a feather duster from the table. I was beaten! Dad beat me from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and the rain outside mixed with my crying.
Finally, I braved the heavy rain to go to school. I am like a dog in a mess, carried by Ma Song with a rickshaw. It took five big bucks to go to school by car for the first time.
I sat in the car, put down the awning and sobbed to check my scar. Those bulging whip marks are red, swollen and hot.
I pulled down my skirt and tried to cover up the scar at the bottom. I'm afraid my classmates will laugh at me when they see it. Although I was late, the teacher didn't punish me for standing, because rainy days can be forgiven.
The teacher taught us to be quiet before reading, sit up straight, put our hands behind our backs, close our eyes and think quietly for five minutes. The teacher said: think about it, do you listen to your parents and teachers? Did you leave your homework yesterday? Did you bring all your homework today? Do you say goodbye to your parents politely in the morning? ..... When I heard that, my nose couldn't help sobbing. Fortunately, my eyes were closed and my tears didn't come out.
In the silence, someone patted me on the shoulder, and I quickly opened my eyes. It turned out that the teacher was standing beside my seat. He told me with his eyes, let me look out the window of the classroom, and I suddenly turned to look, and it turned out to be a thin figure of my father standing outside the window! The heart that has just calmed down is afraid again! Why does dad chase after school? Dad nodded and invited me out. I went to see my teacher and asked his permission. The teacher smiled and nodded and promised me to go out.
I walked out of the classroom and stood in front of my father. Dad didn't say anything. He opened his bag and took out my floral jacket.
He handed it to me, watched me put it on, and took out two copper coins and handed them to me. I don't remember what happened afterwards.
Because of this, I have been a punctual and trustworthy person all my life.
Lin wrote a story about being late. When I was a freshman, I had problems lying in bed in the morning. When I wake up every morning and see the sun shining on the glass window, I feel a surge of sadness. I think it's getting late. When I get up, I will wash my face, braid my hair, change my uniform and go to school. I stood by the door as soon as I entered the classroom and must be punished. Students' eyes will come to you one by one. Although I am lazy, I know I am shy! So I was worried and scared, and I hurried to school in fear every day. Worst of all, dad doesn't allow children to go to school by bus. He doesn't care whether you are late or not.
One day, it rained heavily in the morning, and I woke up to know that it was getting late, because my father was already having breakfast. I listened and watched the heavy rain, and my heart was extremely worried. Not only will you be late for school, but you will also be put on a fat jacket by your mother (summer! ) kicking and dragging the wrong oil shoes, holding a big oil-paper umbrella, go to school! I have the courage to stay in bed at the thought of going to school so hard. After a while, mother came in. When she saw that I hadn't got up yet, she was startled and urged me. But I frowned and whispered to my mother:
"Mom, it's late today, so I won't go to school?"
Mom just can't be the master of dad. When she turned to go out, her father came in. He is tall and thin, standing in front of the bed, staring at me:
"Why not? Get up! Get up! "
"It's late! Dad! " I crustily skin of head said.
"Too late to go, how can you play truant! Get up! "
A word command is the most terrible, but what's wrong with me? I cann't believe I have the courage to stay put When I was in the first grade, I had the problem of lying in bed in the morning. When I wake up every morning and see the sun shining on the glass window, I feel a surge of sadness. I think it's getting late. When I get up, I will wash my face, braid my hair, change my uniform and go to school. I stood by the door as soon as I entered the classroom and must be punished. Students' eyes will come to you one by one. Although I am lazy, I know I am shy! So I was worried and scared, and I hurried to school in fear every day. Worst of all, dad doesn't allow children to go to school by bus. He doesn't care whether you are late or not.
One day, it rained heavily in the morning, and I woke up to know that it was getting late, because my father was already having breakfast. I listened and watched the heavy rain, and my heart was extremely worried. Not only will you be late for school, but you will also be put on a fat jacket by your mother (summer! ) kicking and dragging the wrong oil shoes, holding a big oil-paper umbrella, go to school! I have the courage to stay in bed at the thought of going to school so hard. After a while, mother came in. When she saw that I hadn't got up yet, she was startled and urged me. But I frowned and whispered to my mother:
"Mom, it's late today, so I won't go to school?"
Mom just can't be the master of dad. When she turned to go out, her father came in. He is tall and thin, standing in front of the bed, staring at me:
"Why not? Get up! Get up! "
"It's late! Dad! " I crustily skin of head said.
"Too late to go, how can you play truant! Get up! "
A word command is the most terrible, but what's wrong with me? Have the courage not to move.
Dad was so angry that he dragged me out of bed that my tears came out. Dad looked left and right, and as a result, he grabbed the feather duster from the table and turned it upside down … I was beaten!
..... The rain outside mixed with my crying ... Finally ... I was a dog in a mess, and I was carried on a rickshaw by Ma Song for the first time.
Although I was late, the teacher didn't punish me for standing. This is because rainy days are excusable.
The teacher told us to keep quiet before reading. Sit up straight, put your hands behind your back, close your eyes and think quietly for five minutes. The teacher said: think about it, do you listen to your parents and teachers? Did you do your homework yesterday? Did you bring all your homework today? Did you say goodbye to your parents politely this morning? ..... When I heard that, my nose twitched. Fortunately, my eyes were closed and my tears didn't come out.
In silence, I was slapped on the shoulder and opened my eyes in a hurry. It turned out that the teacher was standing beside my seat. He told me with his eyes that I should look out of the classroom window. I turned my head fiercely, and it was my father's tall and thin shadow!
The heart that has just calmed down is afraid again! ..... Dad nodded and motioned for me to go out. I looked at the teacher and asked his permission. The teacher smiled and nodded, indicating that he promised me to go out.
I walked out of the classroom and stood in front of my father. Dad didn't say anything. He opened his bag and took out my floral jacket. He handed it to me, watched me put it on and took out two copper coins for me.
I don't remember what happened afterwards, because it was six years ago. I only remember that from then until today, I was one of the students every morning, waiting for the janitor to open the gate of the big iron fence. Standing at the school gate in the early morning of winter, wearing gloves showing five fingers, holding up a hot baked sweet potato to eat; In the summer morning, I stood at the school gate, holding the Hosta flower picked from the flower pond and giving it to my dear teacher Han, who taught me to dance. bale