If I was a child, but a real little darling, I never made my parents angry and regretted my 200-word composition. Although I sometimes play a few naughty tricks occasionally, it only brings a burst of laughter to my family. It's just that that time left me with an ignominious little shell. A cool breeze blows gently, and my mother takes me for a walk in the community. The small vendor selling popcorn outside is squatting at the gate of the community anyway. Mom, I want it! My first instinct tells me what to do. Xiaoyan, don't eat these things with too much lead, it will make them stupid! My heart suddenly seems to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and I can't tell what it tastes like. Hum, I want it! I just pouted and stood there motionless. We were deadlocked for a while, but I couldn't dig up my mother. Tears welled up, and I shook off my mother's big hand and walked away. Probably stunned, my mother stayed for a long time before coming to me. I don't care about you! I plunged into the bushes. Mother couldn't find me, so she had to run home because it was late at night. It was cold outside, so I had to run home. Just entering the door, I saw my mother sitting there listlessly. As soon as she saw me, she jumped on me and hugged me tightly. Maybe I was not sensible when I was young. I mean to see my mother's tears rolling down her cheeks. When I am old, I can't help thinking of the past. The first time I saw my mother cry, I found that her vicissitudes of life tears had lost their former brightness, and then I realized that I accidentally hurt my mother's heart when I was a child. Even if you dress me up and cook me a big dinner, it's full of maternal love. But that time, I made my mother cry for no reason. Until now, I am still immersed in deep regret. One day, the black cat sheriff went back to his hometown in Taishan and stayed at the delicious hotel. That night, the swallow waiter ran to report to the black cat sheriff: the lark secretary of the construction company died, and there was an open birdcage next to it. The black cat sheriff immediately called the white cat soldiers to the scene together. They questioned the earliest witness-the white dove. The white dove said: This morning, I saw Bailing chatting with his good friend Huang Gou in the room. Later, the yellow dog left the hotel. I went to clean the room in the afternoon and found the lark dead. The black cat sheriff asked the white cat warrior to call the yellow dog. The yellow dog knew that his best friend had died and came to the scene crying. The black cat sheriff asked him: When you went to see the lark today, was there anything unusual about it? The yellow dog replied: I was fine when I went out, but I looked a little sad. After hearing what the yellow dog said, the black cat sheriff let the yellow dog go. The white cat warrior reported to the black cat sheriff that no bloody weapon was found at the scene. After several days of unannounced visits, the black cat sheriff finally solved the case. It turns out that larks and magpies live together. The lark didn't want to live, so he tied the blade around his neck and secretly connected the blade with the magpie's foot with thread. The lark opened the cage with its mouth and let the magpie leave, so the accident happened. After solving this case, everyone paid a little more respect to Sheriff Black Cat.

When I was a child, my mother often nagged in my ear, "Put on more clothes, or you will freeze." At that time, I shouted at my mother every time, "It's so annoying, can't I nag every day?" Mother always walks away silently. When I grow up, I find myself surrounded by a deep maternal love. I know this is happiness, the taste of happiness in my life. Happy!

In my spare time, I always play with my good friends. I am happy and carefree every day. We were innocent at that time. What a wonderful time we had together. Looking back now, how happy I am!

I know that I have obtained the happiness of life, and I am happy!

At school, students study, play and share their troubles and happiness together every day. The campus time at that time left me endless memories. Looking back now, how happy it was, I gained the taste of happiness in life! Happy!

All kinds of happiness in life need you to savor. It is a very fragrant and elegant thing. I'm waiting for happiness, waiting for happiness. . . . . . Happy!

Childhood is a cradle, comfortable and warm. Although I have grown up, my happy childhood is unforgettable. In my childhood, when I had no playmates, the old TV set became my close partner. As long as I have time, I will open it and let it take me all over the country, observe all parts of the world and enrich my horizons.

Whenever I concentrate on watching TV, my kind grandmother will bring me a plate of fresh fruit. I always pick out the biggest one and put it in my mouth. It's really "sweet in the mouth"! At this time, grandma's face showed a comfortable smile.

When you get up early in the morning, a smell of rice will come to your nose. After I wolfed down my meal, my grandparents took my little hand and walked to the kindergarten.

It's very cold in winter. Grandma laid the quilt for me early and made it warm, so that I could lie in the warm quilt as soon as I washed it.

Now, I no longer live in my grandmother's house, but I still can't forget the happy childhood I spent in my grandmother's house. I really want to go back to that childhood full of warmth and happiness.

The taste of childhood is really hard to forget.

I tasted happiness. Does the composition have an ending (200 words)? No, forget it! I tasted happiness.

Happiness, for me at the age of 25, is a profound word! I often ask my mother, "What is happiness? Is he delicious? " At this time, my mother will always touch my head affectionately and gently say, "One day you will taste him." "Oh, really?" ……

I remember that winter, my friends and I were playing in my grandmother's yard. Let's make a noise and jump. It's fun.

Suddenly, I saw my grandmother in an apron greeting me from a distance: "Come, my dear granddaughter! Grandma has heated the soybean milk, come and try it! " The words sound just fell and everyone cheered and ran to grandma. ...

We sat in a small circle with grandma in the middle. A man was holding a small porcelain bowl in his hand, waiting for grandma to scoop soybean milk for us. Grandma said slowly, "Don't worry, one by one!" " "Soymilk is distributed one by one.

Watching glistening soybean milk pour into the bowl with a "wow", the hot air rushed to my cold face and eggs, and I was so greedy! Can't wait to swallow a bite!

"Glug, Glug" drank several mouthfuls in one breath, so sweet and fragrant! The hot air of soybean milk sprayed up, and I felt the temperature, and my face and hands became warm. I don't know why, but I also feel very warm.

Grandma asked, "Is it delicious?" Everyone said in unison, "OK-drink-"I said angrily, "Grandma's soybean milk is the best!" Grandma smiled and smiled with relief. In the wrinkles around her eyes, I saw an inexplicable feeling that made me happy. Grandma smiled and asked, "Another drink?" "yes! Yes! " Everyone scrambled around grandma, tearing her apron and holding the bowl high. ...

Soymilk is white, and the surrounding snow is white; Soymilk is sweet, so is our smile. Steaming slowly rises into the blue sky, melts in the sunshine, and sprinkles a piece of winter tenderness, which shines in the heart and is warm.

Grandpa limped over and squinted and said with a smile, "Hehe, my granddaughter is so happy!" " "

I was suddenly surprised and happy? ! Oh, this is happiness. ...

When I grew up, I met some friends in the street in summer, wearing suspenders and walking around hand in hand.

I don't know who said, "It's so hot. How about a popsicle? " Everyone poured into a cold drink shop.

Friends lined up, each with an ice cream, licking and dancing.

Ice cream is delicious, sweet, strong and fragrant. White milkshake, pure as friendship; The milkshake is dotted with small chocolate beans, which seems to be a small story between friends. Lick gently, and the fragrance on the tip of the tongue spreads and lingers around. The coolness that followed melted the sunshine and enveloped me, us and friendship.

Watching everyone holding ice cream, walking through every street hand in hand with a smile, spreading happiness to every corner, a word came to mind: happiness.

……

I tasted happiness. It is sweet, fragrant and pure. It is the warmth of winter and the coolness of summer. I also know that a happy mother, its creator, is love.

Happiness has its footprints everywhere in ordinary life, just like a small stone thrown into a pool of water, water waves ripple, and then happiness begins.

When you dream that Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl are standing in the water and their clothes float, then they are the happiest people.

However, I have tasted happiness.

I am a person who has played the piano all my life. I have been attached to the piano since I was two or three years old.

When I was a child, I thought "playing the piano" was a very new word. Every time I sit on it, I feel cheerful. With the passage of time, my interest in piano, like Mr. Wu Liu's weak fame and fortune, returned to the East and flowed into the endless sea, where I could never see it again. My life is becoming more and more boring and boring. My own sky is full of evil clouds. I think I am the most.

The day of approaching the senior high school entrance examination is coming. Hours of beatings every day make me feel boring. I haven't thought about giving up for several times, but seeing the infinite expectations of people all over the world, I flinched again.

Finally, I succeeded!

Countless flowers came at me, and applause and laughter kept stirring in my ears. At that moment, I suddenly tasted happiness. I shouted out of the window: "I finally tasted happiness!" " At this time, tears blurred my eyes. The taste of happiness is too precious. Everything I gave was for it. This time, I feel that I am the happiest person in the world.

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Happiness is surrounded by golden sweetness, which is the sweetness of harvesting fruits. The taste of happiness will always be engraved in my heart!

Happiness is a meteor in the sky. When it crosses the sky, it will emit dazzling light. Waiting for you is to taste its taste ... delicious and mellow.

Friend, have you ever tasted happiness?

I tasted happiness.

Happiness is a cup of tea, which can make people relaxed and happy; Happiness is a breeze that can blow away the summer heat; Happiness is a flame that can warm a cold heart; Happiness is a clear spring, which can nourish the young soul; Happiness is a feeling that brings me infinite good memories.

Happiness is in mom's hands. On a cold winter morning, the cold wind was howling outside. My mother got up with clothes on and put a glass of fresh and pure milk in the stove. After a while, the milk became hot and the aroma was refreshing. My mother forgot that she was cold and hungry, and carefully handed me a cup of fragrant milk with her warm hands. I swallowed my drink in one gulp, and my mother's face showed a smile. And that full of happiness touched my heart from my tongue and made me taste the taste of happiness.

Happiness is on dad's forehead. Spring is blooming, and it is easy to get sick. My father handed me a bag of common Radix Isatidis medicine, and I asked my father to help me make it. Father made a cup carefully, and I took a sip slowly. Ah, it's really bitter. Dad, it's too bitter. I don't want to drink. Dad frowned gravely. "Spring is the easiest time to get sick. Drink it quickly. Bitter pills may have wholesome effect. Advice is hard to listen to. Drink quickly. " That smile is a moment, but it is full of silent fatherly love. At the moment, the medicine seems to be sweet, as sweet as fruit juice. I think this is the taste of happiness.

Happiness is on grandpa's face. In hot summer, I can only stay in the air-conditioned room all day. I feel bored and irritable. My grandfather was very distressed, so he braved the scorching sun and bought me some story books in the bookstore alone. When he got home, sweat soaked his clothes, his face was red with the sun and sweat appeared on his forehead. Pass me the book gently. I'm excited. I'm not lonely anymore. Grandpa also has a bright smile on his face, which seems to be happier than getting a new book.

Happiness hangs around grandma's neck. In autumn, the weather is particularly humid. Grandma's rheumatic spinal pain has recurred. As long as she exercises every day, it hurts like hell. When I came home from school, I was so hungry that I grabbed a cold steamed stuffed bun and stuffed it in my mouth. Grandma saw it and quickly took it off. If you want to eat, you must heat it before eating. Come on, I'll heat it up for you. "But grandma, your illness." Before I finished, grandma had turned on the gas stove. While waiting by, I clearly saw the painful expression on my grandmother's face. Steamed buns are hot. Although I have been biting, I can't swallow it. Tears accumulated in my throat.

The bluebird who tells the story of happiness once said, "Happiness is around". Now, I have tasted happiness, which is a touch, a feeling, and a longing for beauty.

I tasted happiness.

There are always people who support us; There is always a kind of love that makes us heartache. This person is the mother, and this kind of love is maternal love. Maternal love is great, and those who bathe in it are happy.

One day, I ate the jiaozi wrapped by my mother, accompanied by the singing of the morning magpie. I quickly freshened up and took a walk with my mother.

Later, I liked to follow my mother, obediently follow her "old man" and lead me around the street. When mom meets an acquaintance, she will take the initiative to say hello to others. Although some people are half a block away, she will stop them with warm greetings. The conversation is always inseparable from praising me.

I followed my mother to a snack bar facing the street. Master Yang, wearing a tall white hat, recognized me at a glance and came over to talk about the time when I came to buy snacks when I was a child. How greedy I was then! My mother took out a large stack of money and forced me to eat snacks at the same table with three or five children who were busy eating. Like a greedy cat, I quickly sat down, took Master Yang's snacks and joined the children. I munched, as if I were a child again.

In my opinion, walking in the street with my mother is a happy thing! My mother appreciates me, admires me and indulges me, not for anything else, just because I am his son. Yesterday's eyes were in my eyes, and today's eyebrows met her hope. In my mother's eyes, my every move is a big deal. I picked up a falling maple leaf and she got the whole maple forest; I swallowed a drop of bitter sea water, and she fell into the endless ocean.

There is happiness if you have a mother. With a mother, the nectar of happiness will gush out.

I tasted happiness.

"Happiness", a beautiful and tiny word. What is happiness? In my opinion, what makes people happy is not necessarily earth-shattering things, but what they have learned from books.

No flower can represent love, but roses can; No star can make a wish, but a meteor can; Nothing (not including people), the book did it.

Gorky said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." I love reading, and it is books that make me feel happy.

I remember the teacher asked us to recite a text in primary school. I memorized it at home for more than an hour, and I knew it like the back of my hand. The next day, the teacher asked us to recite one by one, and several students in front were criticized by the teacher. It's my turn to recite I stood up confidently and began to recite. I actually recited a text of more than 500 words verbatim. Suddenly, the whole class remembered thunderous applause, and the teacher praised me in public. I am very happy.

Another time, I was doing a math problem, and I was doing it. A topic stumped me. But I didn't lose heart, persevered and overcame the problem. After class is over, the students have gone out to play, and I am still thinking hard. In the end, many things happened, and I did it. My heart is sweeter than honey. Although solving a math problem is not an earth-shattering event, I still made unremitting efforts to finish it, and I am glad that I am happy. This is happiness, an unforgettable happiness.

In fact, happiness is everywhere As long as you pay attention to it, you will find happiness everywhere. For example, when you overcome a difficult problem through your own efforts, you will feel happy; You will be happy if you get high marks in the exam; When you are sick, your parents take good care of you, and you are happy ... we are surrounded by happiness all the time. When you are healthy, you won't feel happy, but when you are sick, when you are healthy, you will feel really happy.

I tasted happiness. Usually, many people will say things like "unlucky" and "unlucky"-but in this beautiful world, some people can feel the taste of creating happiness by themselves. I am one of them. In my opinion, happiness is an instant, an action, a slight smile with strong regret-

When I was a child, my mother often nagged in my ear, "Put on more clothes, or you will freeze." At that time, I shouted at my mother every time, "It's so boring, can't you nag every day?" Mother always walks away silently. When I grow up, I find myself surrounded by a deep maternal love. I know this is happiness, the taste of happiness in my life. Happy!

In my spare time, I always play with my good friends. I am happy and carefree every day. We were innocent at that time. What a wonderful time we had together. Looking back now, how happy I am!

I know that I have obtained the happiness of life, and I am happy!

At school, students study, play and share their troubles and happiness together every day. The campus time at that time left me endless memories. Looking back now, how happy it was, I gained the taste of happiness in life! Happy!

All kinds of happiness in life need you to savor. It is a very fragrant and elegant thing. I'm waiting for happiness, waiting for happiness. . . . . . Happy!

I didn't know how big the sky was when I was a child. I only know that I have been running under the sky, no matter how far I go, I can hear my mother's call. I didn't know how wide the ground was when I was a child. All I know is that I can jump on the ground forever. No matter how high I jump, I have my father's broad arms. When I was a child, I didn't know that people had to hide their feelings, but only knew how to tell our love. When I was a child, I didn't know the troubles of adults, but I only knew that I grew up happily every day. Yes, childhood is happy and carefree. Childhood is a notebook with crooked fonts. The workers write with pens. Childhood is a pen, and mistakes can be erased with an eraser. Childhood is an eraser, which can't erase the good old days. In wartime, childhood was a luxury. In prosperous times, childhood is impossible. We are really in pain now. Although the living environment and living conditions are many times better than our parents didn't know at that time, we have been sentimental since childhood and are under pressure from all sides, some from study and some from parents or children who can see and feel.

Everyone has unpleasant things, some make people feel distressed, some make people angry, some make people sad, some make people sad, and there is one thing that I have always kept in my heart, which makes me feel very wronged.

Things. It was a Monday. I came to school early as before, handed in my homework and chatted with my "bosom friends". Soon the team leader came and the morning reading began. Then the English team leader came over and asked:

"Who didn't hand in English homework? There is only one difference, let's take a look. " I didn't read it, because I clearly remember that I gave it to her position before the team leader came. The team leader was right again and said to me, "Chen Bo, right?"

Pay. ""what? I obviously handed it in. "I explained to the team leader, but I can't find mine in the book." Obviously, I handed it in. ""But there's nothing here you want. "I looked for my schoolbag again, but I still couldn't find it. I was so worried.

Later, the team leader handed the book to the teacher first. Later, the representative of English class told me that the teacher asked me to rewrite it twice. I'm still afraid of teachers. Desperate, I had to rewrite it. At this time, the classmates next to me met and said that I didn't do my homework.

You are ashamed of me. I'm writing now and being scolded. I can't say it clearly, just like "white cloth falls into the dye vat-it can't be washed clearly."

A few days later, the exercise book was issued, and I saw my lost exercise book, but I don't want to say anything more, because it was rewritten anyway. ...

I am so wronged

Some things will be forgotten over time. but

In the depths of my memory, there is a most wronged thing hidden.

Once, when I came home from school and drank water from a cup, I saw my mother's beloved cup turned into a pile of pieces. I'm afraid of pricking my feet, so I'll sweep it with a broom at once. Then the door rang, and mom came back. She saw it.

The glass was broken and the fire flew into a rage. He asked sternly, "Did you break this cup?" I said I didn't break it, but my sister did. Mother looked around and said, "You are the only one at home, and you are called your sister. You made a mistake and paid it back. "

Blame your sister. "No matter how I explain it, my mother won't listen.

I swept up the pieces in a rage. My sister finally came back, so I immediately dragged her in and begged her to clear my name. My sister couldn't bear to see me so miserable, so she told her mother the story of breaking the cup in detail.

Mom. My mother said regretfully, "I'm sorry, my mother didn't investigate clearly and wronged you." This crime of "jumping into the Yellow River can't be washed away" has finally been cleared, and the rain has cleared up! I forgave mom.

It's really hard to be wronged. But I also learned a truth from this incident: no matter what you do, you should think twice before you act. It's not too late to interrogate again. You can't blame others wrongly.

I am so wronged

That morning, my mother got up early to buy food. When I came back, I saw my mother buy a pot of fake flowers. I said happily, "Mom, it's beautiful. Where did you buy it? " Mother smiled and said, "Beauty is beauty, but I don't know where to put it." I put it in the yard for fear of being stolen, so I put it in ... "I had a brainwave and said," Mom, let's put it in the living room! "Mother nodded his head.

under

In the afternoon, I was doing my homework when my mother let out a cry. I rushed over and asked, "mom, mom, what's the matter?" "What about flowers? Oh! You told me to put it in the living room. You took it after I went out in the morning, right? You put it

Where did you take it? "Mom said angrily. I asked inexplicably, "What's wrong with me? I only go out for dinner at noon, and I never go out at other times. How can I accept it? " "Not who are you? You still don't admit it, do you "mom

Said the fire emit three zhangs. I said loudly: "You indiscriminately said that I took it, I didn't take it, and you have no proof." Say that finish, I ran to the room and slammed the door.

I didn't wait until 7 pm.

I opened the door to watch TV, but I still didn't talk to my mother. Dad didn't come back until 7: 30. I saw my father holding a pot of the same fake flowers that my mother bought this morning. My mom and I have questions, and my dad saw them.

He said, "I went to work this morning and saw this fake flower. I think it's beautiful. I wanted to take it to the company to tell you, but when you were away, I took it. " Hearing this, my mother blushed and came over to apologize to me. ...

At that moment, I was really wronged.

One night, I was reading in the study.

suddenly

However, my mother came over with an unhappy face and shouted at me inexplicably: "Wei Wei! Did you steal the ten dollars I lost today! " I replied with a frown, "I'm still thinking about where to go tomorrow."

Come on, how could I steal your money? ""Just because you don't know where tomorrow's expenses will come from, you steal money! " Mom said without mercy. I pouted and thought, mom, why don't you put the blame on me?

Where is justice! But in order not to let my mother wronged me again, I immediately explained to my mother. Before I was halfway through, my mother interrupted me: "Edit, continue editing. Can you fool your shrewd mother with this little skill?" say

After that, I began to do "ideological education" for me.

I talked nonsense for a long time and didn't listen to a word, because I have never done such a "business" at all. I am very wronged and helpless, and it is my mother who is wronged.

My mother made me take the blame, but she didn't even give me a chance to defend myself. But I can't suffer from unjust imprisonment. So, I began to "torture" my brother. Unexpectedly, my brother burst into tears before I asked him.

This cry attracted my mother, only to see her coaxing and cursing in a harsher tone than just now: "I don't think I can teach you a good lesson!" " "In this way, I was beaten up.

I said with tears: "I am really more wronged than Dou E!"

That day, I really regretted it and was wronged.

Everyone has their own regrets and grievances, but these things can't be redeemed by regrets, and they can't even sleep. This happened to me a few days ago. Want to know what it is? Please listen to me slowly.

as soon as...

654381On the afternoon of October 20th, the first class, the head teacher, Mr. Zhang, took us to the playground to practice broadcast gymnastics. That class happened to be physical education class, and it was Tang Haolu's speech list. After class, the students went back to teaching one after another.

Room. Tang Hao began to write down the list of speakers in class on the blackboard. We all went to the blackboard to see if we had our names, and the second one was me! How is that possible? As a vice monitor, how to speak in class? I'll ask don.

Hao, he said it was Lu Chunhui and others. We quarreled while talking. My wronged tears, endured for a long time, finally shed uncontrollably. When my classmates saw me crying, they all came to comfort me. Soon, again.

Class is over, so we have to go downstairs.

On the playground, Teacher Zhang saw me crying and asked, "What's the matter?" I said, "I didn't speak last class. Tang Hao wrote my name on the blackboard and said I spoke." Who knows that teacher Zhang simply said, "Let's talk after class." I started rehearsing.

During the break, many people say that people like Tang Hao are flatterers. They never remember boys, only girls. If boys are remembered, they are also small roles. They also said that Tang Hao said it himself.

work

In physical education class, the students all went to clean up. Teacher Zhang called me to the corridor and asked me, "Did you speak at all?" "No," I replied, "Tang Hao said that Lu Chunhui told him." Teacher Zhang asked, "You and

Does Lu Chunhui have a grudge? ""Sometimes when I remember his name, he hates me. " Teacher Zhang asked, "OK, you can go. "I saw that there was no my name on the blackboard, so I thought it was over. Unexpectedly,

My name is on the blackboard again. My mood at that time was indescribable. Finally, Mr. Zhang stayed to copy the text, and I thought, this vice monitor may also resign.

I really regret that I didn't explain it clearly to teacher Zhang in the end. I really regret it and feel wronged!

I hope I can help you and adopt it.

Please indicate the source for reprinting. Composition: the taste of regret _ _ 200 words