Unforgettable Memories Composition 1 I remember that it was August 6th, 20xx, and I strode into the auditorium of the Junior Military Academy. When I found the class, my father had already left. I carefully put away the salute, lay on the mat and looked around. I know almost a lot of people. At that time, I lay down for less than ten minutes, a whistle sounded, and I assembled. As soon as my mind lit up, I trotted downstairs.
Downstairs, we lined up and the hard training began.
Standing training exhausted many of our classmates, many of whom climbed out and were winners in the end, so I was the last one to walk out of the training ground and my face was red.
After hard training, we eat. Before dinner, everyone sings military songs together. Comrades, comrades-in-arms and brothers are all close. The students on duty in the revolutionary classes queue up for dinner after adding meals. If there is food grabbing, the instructor will punish it. Don't think he won't let you eat. Instead, he tried to support you to death and teach you a sober lesson.
Take a two-hour break at noon. If we don't fall asleep for a day, we are unqualified students, which can make us brain-dead.
After training in the afternoon, in the evening, we took a shower together, washed clothes together all day, helped each other dry towels, and asked each other for happiness.
We can be described as having fun in pain. At eight o'clock in the evening, all of us get together to participate in activities, singing, games and performances. Meet in the classroom on the third floor at nine o'clock to learn knowledge. Keep a diary after returning to work.
The next morning, we took time to hang yesterday's laundry on the rooftop, just like landing on the beach.
Unforgettable Memories Composition 2 The cold wind is biting, the snow is falling, and the whole world is covered with heavy snow, flashing bundles of dazzling white, without any vitality. At this time, a touch of plum blossoms came into view. It's small, but it caught my eye.
Speaking of my love for plum blossoms, there is a short story!
When I was a child, I always ignored plants, thinking that plants could neither laugh nor cry, which meant nothing, so I was not interested in plants.
It's winter.
I like winter very much. In winter, you can make a snowman and have a snowball fight. Many plants are in a state of "hibernation" in winter, and they neither bloom nor bear fruit. At that time, when I came back from my little friend's house, I couldn't help glancing at wintersweet out of the corner of my eye. The color and fragrance of Chimonanthus praecox stand in sharp contrast with the depressed scenery. Everything has lost its "vitality" and withered branches and leaves are swarming, but the small body of Chimonanthus praecox is so conspicuous, revealing a little vitality and giving people a lively atmosphere.
"Plum blossoms come from bitter cold." Listening to this sentence that my father talks about every day, I began to pay attention and began to like it. I was moved by its hard-working and unyielding spirit. Every flower of theirs has been weathered, and I can't help being shocked by their indestructible will.
The next morning, the snow stopped.
At dawn, I will go to see plum blossoms. The plum blossom posture after snow is still proud, but the petite petals carry the vast world, and the unpretentious plum blossom makes me happier.
I put my face together and took a deep breath of its fragrance. It is so fresh, fresh and elegant, so noble, so unyielding, so indestructible. This is a quality, a noble quality, which I appreciate and love, and makes me relaxed and happy.
Unforgettable Memories Composition 3 I began to have this dream again.
In a trance, I seem to have returned to the fields of my hometown. A piece of golden yellow, wild ducks, geese, chickens, water hyacinths and moss are all shrouded in this hazy golden yellow.
I looked at all this and remembered. ...
Grandfather's rough face and the limping figures of eight old women emerged one by one. I seem to hear that loud cry again: "meat seller!" " "
"Come on ... Come on ..."
Following this vague sound-more like an idea in my head, I drifted to the brightest sunshine.
Everything on the road is still vague, but one thing is particularly clear-the slope that adults were forbidden to climb when they were children.
I remember this. I know it very well.
This is a steep slope, but it is not very big. Weeds are everywhere, and some of them have turned yellow. This undoubtedly attracted me when I was a child. Every time I come here, I will scrape and roll with all my strength, but I still can't get up. Grandpa always scolds me in the end.
I see, you can't climb this slope.
However, there seems to be an impatient thought urging me at this time: "climb up, climb up."
I caught the weeds.
Then, all this disappeared, leaving only darkness.
I stared at the dark ceiling. With my mind, age and experience, I'm sure I can climb that small slope, but I know I can't climb that slope again.
Unforgettable memory composition 4 In my memory galaxy, there are countless stars, but there is always one star brighter than others, which makes me unforgettable so far. ...
I remember when I was in the middle class of kindergarten, one day, there was a skipping competition. At that time, because I was the youngest in my class, I watched skipping on TV-that is, a person grabbed both ends of the rope (I called it the handle of the rope for the time being) and the rope passed under his feet when jumping. It looks very interesting. But I can't jump. The moment the teacher handed me the rope, I could only hold the skipping rope and wonder where it was. Other students laughed at me and said, "You are too stupid to jump rope." I am sad. At this time, a stern voice sounded: no one is allowed to laugh! This is exactly what my most beautiful teacher said. Then the teacher said softly, "Yuanyuan, come." The teacher taught you, look, grab the handle first and throw it forward. When the rope is about to land, jump up hard ... Try again! "Suddenly, my eyes filled with tears, and a warm current came to me. I tried to jump up like a teacher, and I finally learned.
Although I have graduated from kindergarten for four years, the most beautiful teacher and that class are still in my heart, and I will never forget it. Me too, jumping from a few to hundreds. I want to thank that class and my teacher! (WeChat official account: Mo You Xiang)
Unforgettable Memories Composition 5 In the journey of life, everyone will have a beautiful memory sealed in the bottom of my heart. Of course, I also have such a memory, and this memory comes from my colorful primary school life.
When I first started my first grade, my heart was like a blank sheet of paper. In these ignorant years, I began to pick up the growing brush and paint heartily on this piece of white paper. The one that impressed me the most was me in grade five.
I remember it was a big recess, and the students were talking and laughing in the classroom. I am no exception, hanging out with the big boys in our class. Many boys are under my control. Just then, Yao Yuyu, a "death squad member" in our class, shouted and rushed at me. I suddenly turned around and started chasing. When the chase lasted for almost ten minutes, my physical strength declined a little. I didn't expect this flexible little fat man to know how to change his strategy and fight guerrilla warfare with me. In the blink of an eye, he took a sharp turn and slipped out of the classroom, but I didn't stop and bumped into the podium. Hey, my fragile little brain threw eggs at stones on this hard platform, which one passed? In an instant, I had a big red envelope on my head. My classmates immediately ran to comfort me, rubbing the big bag on my head while talking, while the classmates on the other side anxiously ran to the office to find the teacher. Suddenly my heart was as sweet as honey, and the tears that had been swirling in my eyes shrank back. At this moment, I thought to myself: Over the past year, my classmates and I have forged such deep feelings. What kind of pain is this?
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. In a blink of an eye, one of my feet has stepped into the door of junior high school, but half of my body is still nostalgic for this time. It seems that it is time to bury this memory under the big tree in my heart.
Unforgettable Memories Composition 6 What is the most precious? Of course, every recorded moment in life. The most precious thing in my heart is an ordinary photo.
I just turned 4 and my sister was 9. As usual, my mother and I sent my sister to the Children's Palace to learn dancing. The only difference is that my father moved out this time, so there was this precious scene. In the photo, my father holds my sister and me with both hands. He looked down at me with a deep fatherly love in his brow.
The word dad is both kind and strange to me. In the winter when I was five years old, my father left me forever, which was a fatal blow to our family. Whenever I miss him, whenever I feel depressed, whenever I see my mother working hard for my sister and me, I always silently take out my photos and watch them over and over again. Yes! I often think, "If my father hadn't left, maybe wrinkles wouldn't cover my mother's thin face so quickly. If dad hadn't left, maybe mom's hands wouldn't be covered with calluses. If dad didn't leave, the burden of life wouldn't bend mom's thin shoulders. "
I like to look up at the stars, because when I was a child, my mother told me that the brightest star was "Dad". He never left, but grew up with me in another way. Maybe my father gave me very little when I was growing up, but I don't blame him. I believe he loves me.
Precious photos, precious memories! I love my father and mother more.
Unforgettable Memories Composition 7 In winter, it snowed heavily, like furry snowflakes falling from the sky, and snow-white carpets were spread all over the mountains. Bathed in such a scenery, I couldn't help thinking of that. ...
Last year, I came to Harbin in Wan Li, where the ice and snow are thousands of miles away. The scenery here is so charming. There are all kinds of crystal clear ice sculptures everywhere, as if entering a fantastic world. At night, we came to the world of ice and snow, which is a magical kingdom. Snow and colorful ice lanterns are everywhere. My cousin and I can't wait to have a snowball fight in the snow. After that, there was a beautiful ice sculpture of the castle in front, and my cousin and I rushed over. The lights of the castle are colorful and dazzling. I don't think I can enjoy such a beautiful scenery alone. I turned to call my parents and found that they were gone. My cousin and I were suddenly running around like ants on hot bricks. I said in panic, "Cousin, what should I do?" We're lost! "My face is as red as an apple. My cousin comforted me and said, "You stand here and don't move. Adults will definitely come to us. "
I look around, eager to see all directions, hoping to see my parents. Mom and dad never showed up. I cried, crying very sadly. Just when I was desperate, I saw the familiar figure of my parents. I threw myself into my mother's arms and shed tears that I had recovered.
That winter, that thing, that experience, rippled in my memory for a long time and many times!
Unforgettable Memory Composition 8 This memory is the biggest and brightest star in the Milky Way in my memory; This memory, in the ocean of my memory, is the biggest and most beautiful fish; This memory, on the beach in my memory, is the largest and most beautiful shell. It happened in my second grade.
It happened on a Saturday afternoon, and my mother and I had a little conflict. We were all angry, and my mother went back to my room. It happened that I was going to the remedial class, so I picked up my class things, my mobile phone, my keys, left a small note and went out. At that time, the class was over, but it should be. The teacher said he would stay and talk about the unfinished content, so it was delayed for about half an hour.
After class, I didn't want to go home, so I went to the nearby shops for a while. However, it suddenly rained heavily, so I had to go home late.
Summer rain comes and goes quickly. Soon, the rain stopped and I went home.
When I got to the door, I opened the door with a key and saw my mother soaked to the skin. As soon as my mother saw me, she rushed up and hugged me and said, "You finally came back, which worried my mother to death!" " "When I saw my mother like this, I knew that my mother came out to find me and was caught in the rain. I suddenly felt guilty and apologized to my mother.
Now that I think about it, I am really ignorant. This is really an unforgettable memory for me!
Unforgettable Memories Composition 9 Childhood is like a song, and every note is a wonderful harmony; Childhood is picturesque, and the tender moment is outlined in the painting; Childhood is a pure land without barnyard grass. Childhood, like a starry sky, is boundless; Just like the stars, let the dark night curtain shine slightly. Open the floodgate of memory, and childhood memories fly like waves.
Childhood is fearless and unscrupulous, but more is ignorance. I don't know. Because of this ignorance, I made up countless ridiculous stories.
I remember that day, I climbed out of the window and looked at the hazy drizzle outside. Suddenly, my eyes flashed. It's like discovering a new continent and rushing out of the house. I saw a cat. That is my little white. Its snow-white fur was spattered with mud. It looks dirty and wet. I approached cautiously, crept up and tried to catch it, but it quickly dodged. When he noticed my approach, he immediately arched himself, his eyes were round and his mouth was purring intermittently. Not to be outdone, I stared back, so I was deadlocked and refused to give in. There was only the sound of falling rain in my ear, but it didn't last long. Xiao Bai suddenly let out a cry. Xiaobai turned gracefully, cocked her furry tail and prepared to disappear in the rain. I secretly cried bad in my heart. A striding man stretched out his hand and pulled its tail. It turned quickly and warily and looked at me lying on the ground. I held back the pain and sobbed: the cat didn't catch me and I fell down. It's really a loss of wife and soldiers. I stood up in frustration, regardless of Xiaobai, and ran home in a mess.
Childhood stupidity is the best memory. When there are few memories left, I will still think of my own stupid things.
Unforgettable memory composition 10 just arrived home, and a fragrant smell came to my nose, which made my mouth water. It turns out that my mother is cooking her specialty "Steamed Cod" in the kitchen. This dish is my favorite, because I have a deep memory of it. Think back.
"alas! There will inevitably be a burst of embarrassment! "One afternoon, the teacher announced the exam results. My exam was not ideal, which made me very uneasy. When I got home, I thought my mother would swear, but I didn't expect a burst of fragrance, which disturbed my thoughts and made me forget all my previous unhappiness. I came to the kitchen with this fragrance, only to hear my mother say, "I finally finished eating!" "I looked at the table and found a plate of steamed fish with white smoke and a fragrant smell. Without saying anything, I immediately picked up chopsticks and put a big mouthful of fish in my mouth. Suddenly, the fresh and sweet juice of fish spread in my mouth, and then slowly slipped into my esophagus, causing my teeth to ache? When I leave my fragrance, I am full of happiness.
After eating, my mother told me that each dish has different characteristics and functions. Like the smell and taste of steamed fish, it can make me forget the unpleasant things and regain my confidence. This is the first time I feel that food can produce soothing power.
Mother's specialty is full of care for her family, with no regrets. In order to satisfy our appetite, her mother was so busy in the kitchen that she was sweating profusely. That sweat is the best proof. While enjoying, we should satisfy, cherish and appreciate the love and expectation in every dish.
Unforgettable memory composition 1 1 With the passage of time, many moments are forgotten by us with the passage of memory, but there is one moment that makes me unforgettable.
That was when I was 7 years old, and it was 20xx years ago. Tengzhou holds Victoria Harbour Cup Singing Competition. When my father saw it, he said, "Wen Hui, when you were five years old, you won the second prize for singing. Come to the first prize this time. " I said happily, "Good! I want to participate. " I practiced singing every day for the next few days. By the time of the preliminary competition, my song "Mini Snail" shocked the audience, and the judges also let me advance. My excited heart seems to be jumping out. A few days later, the competition started again, and my orchid and rainbow smile once again entered the next level. At the award ceremony, I sat in the first row, and I won several awards. A few hours later, I began to read the award ceremony. First of all, I read the Excellence Award. Fortunately, I didn't come to win the third prize, but I didn't come to celebrate. It was the second prize, but the host read my name. I flew like crazy, and I had the certificate and the trophy. I don't know how to describe the joy and beauty in my heart. When I walked down the stairs to the audience, those people looked at me. I am sweeter than honey. Although I didn't win the first prize, it was my self-study and hard practice!
This time, it is something I will never forget. However, this is the fruit of my hard work and sweat!
Unforgettable Memories Composition 12 During the summer vacation, my family traveled to Zhangzhou, and I saw the long-awaited sea again.
The sky in Zhangzhou is particularly blue, like blue silk, and white clouds float on it like gauze. The sea is like a huge sapphire, and the golden beach is dotted with colorful shells.
I can't wait to put on my bathing suit and run to the blue sea. The waves are like naughty children licking my feet. I walk barefoot on the soft beach, and the sand is fine and slippery, so it is very comfortable to walk on it. There are also many black reefs by the sea, so you can sit on them and rest when you are tired of playing. I think: if I were a fish, I would swim to the bottom of the sea to find mermaids, play games with starfish and dance with jellyfish …
Suddenly, a loud noise awakened my imagination. A big wave came, and I took a sip of seawater, which was sour and astringent, and quickly spit it out. It turned out that the tide was high, and rows of waves beat the rocks like thousands of horses and made a landslide sound. The sea is really mysterious!
At night, the moonlight shines on the sea, and the silver waves shine. The sea at this time is like a quiet and beautiful girl. After a long day at sea, I was tired and fell asleep quietly. ...
The blue sky, sea and beach in Zhangzhou left me unforgettable memories.
Unforgettable Memories Composition 13 Every New Year's Day, the streets and alleys are crowded with people, and everyone is busy buying new year's goods. The quiet streets have also become lively. However, my home is much more lively than the street!
Grandma, aunt and mother cook together, and the dishes they make are the best. Then, delicious dishes came out of the kitchen. I can't wait to pick up chopsticks and taste every dish. Everyone is like a fox that has been hungry for several days, and begins to gobble it up. Dad ate it and immediately gave a thumbs-up and praised it again and again. Grandpa ate it and his mouth turned up 45 degrees. Aunt ate it, the whole person.
After eating the delicious New Year's Eve dinner, our elders took a group of children to the empty parking lot to play fairy wand and light fairy wand. The golden flame made me feel like a beautiful fairy, enchanted and brought happiness to people. Suddenly, colorful flames appeared in the night sky. It turned out to be fireworks, which attracted everyone's attention Everyone is chatting while enjoying the beautiful fireworks. This is really a sight.
Although I didn't travel abroad during the Spring Festival, I felt the beauty of my hometown and cultivated the feelings of parents and children. This is an unforgettable New Year!
Unforgettable Memories Composition 14 In my memory, many things passed away with the wind like duckweed, while others were firmly rooted in my heart like roots.
At that time, I was five or six years old, and I had to go all the way back to my hometown to visit a white-haired old man. Between you and me, that was actually my great-grandfather. When I went back, my family invited my uncle to dinner. When he left, he was still chanting my name: "Mizi, Mizi, are you back?" Is that you? "I said," it's me, I'm back. Because grandpa has Alzheimer's disease, he often can't remember people's names and things, but he can remember my name. Hearing his call, I couldn't help being hot and my eyes blurred. I quickly replied, "it's me ... it's me." "
After my grandfather came back from dinner, I went to bed. Dad told me that my uncle used to be very kind to me and often gave me money to spend. It's very mysterious when giving money, for fear of being discovered by others. Every time he brings it to me, he says it's lucky money. When I was a child, he always liked me, hugged me and called me by my real name. Delicious food is always reserved for me to eat ... after listening to these words, my eyes are blurred again.
But a few months later, something seems to have happened. Father took me all the way back to my hometown to see him. He is lying in bed. I don't know what happened. I just took one look, and my dad took it away.
Over the past five years, I have often asked my father, "Where is Grandpa? How is he? " My father always faltered and said to me, "Grandpa likes playing mahjong. He goes to play mahjong every day ...".
I later learned that he was dead when I went back to see him. I heard the sad news, and my tears came down.
Grandpa's love for me will be rooted in my heart forever. I will always love grandpa.
Unforgettable Memories Composition 15 When I was in the second and third grades of primary school, because my father worked in India, he would go to India for a period of time every winter and summer vacation, and I missed it very much, so I wanted to go to India most, hoping to relive the old days.
My parents are looking forward to working abroad, and my mother is a professional woman. After class, I will go back to my grandmother's house for dinner and wait for my mother to pick me up. I envy some classmates who can eat around the table with their parents. I am also looking forward to seeing my mother cooking in the kitchen.
When we go to India, my mother can put aside her busy work and stay at home with me wholeheartedly and cook for me. I really like to eat all kinds of spaghetti cooked by my mother! After work, my father will take my sister and me to swim in the gym of the hotel. In the hot summer in India, soaking in the pool is the greatest enjoyment. After that, my father will take us to enjoy a special and delicious Indian restaurant. All kinds of restaurants are very interesting, some have music performances, some have dance performances, and there is a restaurant called Luyuan, which really has deer!
India's cultural customs are very special, because I like painting, so I like to see Indian historical sites, women in colorful traditional costumes, all kinds of exaggerated decorations with strong national style everywhere, and animals such as cattle and sheep walking in the street. I think the streets and alleys in India are full of scenery. I can draw many beautiful totems and paintings with brush strokes.
Dad's mission in India has ended and he is about to leave for another country to serve, but I still want to go to India again. I miss the strange smell of India, the home with curved stairs in India, and the happy scene of the whole family living together. If possible, I hope to go to India again!