I can't forget my excellent composition 1. Pupils have lived for six years, in our study life. Someone always helps me, encourages me and gives me the courage to catch up. Teacher Zhang is one of them.
Teacher Zhang began to teach our class from the next semester of grade five. Her work attitude and concern for students make us never forget her.
He teaches English. At that time, my English was very poor, with a score of more than 70 at most. But teacher Zhang didn't give up my intention, and asked me to make up lessons in her office every day. She will tell me what she tells me in class every day.
Once I made up lessons in her office. After class, after class, she asked me, "Han, are you sure about the exam?" I replied, "I don't know." Oh, that's coming. "Although it's just a few words, it warms my heart.
Many things happen. I got 9 1. What I saw was teacher Zhang's approving eyes and her efforts in teaching.
Teacher Zhang went to No.15 Middle School. She stopped teaching us, but I can't forget her. We sometimes contact by telephone. I want to say to her: Thank you, Miss Zhang.
People say that maternal love is great, but how can it be great? I didn't know how great and brave my mother was until I experienced something about her!
That day, it was snowing heavily, and my father was about to take me to school. When I was about to leave, my mother came up to me in a hurry and said, "Son, I'll take off my clothes and put them on for you." I didn't want to wear it at first, but I couldn't resist my mother's persuasion and finally put on this dress.
I left after my father sent me to school. I had a happy class at school all day. When I got home, I saw my mother bedridden. I asked her what was wrong. She said to me, "son, my mother is fine, but she has a little cold." I want to lie down for a while. " I asked my father what happened to my mother, and he whispered to me, "My mother is ill." Only after listening did I know how similar mothers all over the world are! Their hearts are always the same, regardless of their concern for their children.
I asked my father to take my mother to the hospital, but my mother didn't go. What should I do? I asked my father to buy some medicine again, and my mother said, "No, just lie down for a while. You should spend money on medicine! " "Hearing this sentence, my tears came out of it. At this time, I suddenly remembered a song called "Only Mom is Good in the World". This song is really good, singing the greatness of maternal love. "Only mother is good in the world. A child with a mother is like a treasure. If you throw it into your mother's arms, you won't enjoy happiness. "
I can't forget that excellent composition 3. After a tense campaign for cadres of the brigade, I got it and passed it! That Thursday, the headmaster will personally insert three poles for us.
Thursday morning meeting, the day before the team building festival, the school will celebrate the new brigade cadres, and we are already excited on the rostrum. When the battalion chief was sworn in, I couldn't wait to step onto the stage. Facing the thousands of teachers and students waiting in line under the stage, I was extremely excited and nervous. I couldn't help looking around and glanced at the headmaster with curious eyes. I saw him concentrating on putting three bars on people!
The headmaster is getting closer and closer to me. "Bang, bang!" My heart beats faster and faster. Finally, it was my turn. I saw the headmaster take out a "three bars" from his bag and unhurriedly put it on my left shoulder. At this exciting moment, my right hand involuntarily raised and gave the headmaster a standard team salute.
There was thunderous applause from the audience, loud and clear, which made us stand on this rostrum with great pride. That applause gave us greater confidence and let us go forward bravely!
Nowadays, whenever I see those three bars on my left shoulder, I can't help but think of the scene at that time. The applause that has been rippling in my heart is full of confidence: I am the best!
I can't forget that excellent composition 4. In my colorful childhood, many things happened around me, most of which were forgotten by me, but only one thing I can't forget.
When I was a child, I would cover myself with a quilt every time I slept late at night. Such days passed day by day ... but once, my mother came back from work very late. She touched my head and found it very hot. She quickly woke me up from my dream, dressed me, hugged me and ran to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, it was stormy. Mother struggled on the stone road, with sweat the size of soybeans on her forehead. Hearing this sentence, I couldn't help crying. In order not to let me catch cold, my mother used a coat to shelter me from the wind and rain, and got wet without complaining.
I don't know how long it took to get to the hospital, but my mother kept giving me an intravenous drip until dawn. I saw blood in my mother's eyes and felt that she was very tired. Knowing that my mother sat by my side all night and took care of me without rest, I suddenly felt an indescribable taste in my heart.
Winter passed and spring came. Now I am a fourth-grade primary school student. Every time I think about it, it will bring me touch and strength. My mother's love is selfless and great. I will never forget it!
I can't forget that excellent composition. I am an ordinary, lively and cheerful little girl. It is my innate nature to love beauty and wear beautiful clothes. Every time I walk through the photo studio, I see those little girls wearing beautiful clothes and makeup, and they become the focus of attention like princesses! All this happened to me and I thought about it many times. I am eager to take artistic photos.
In fact, I also know that my family is not very rich, and it costs a lot of money to take an art photo. However, when my mother and I walk past the photo studio, I will still slow down and stare at the photo studio. My mother seemed to read my mind and said to me, "shall we take an art photo on your ninth birthday?" I nodded happily.
The ninth birthday has finally arrived. In the studio, the makeup artist put makeup on my face, and soon a beautiful masterpiece came out. Wearing all kinds of clothes and earrings, I am extremely happy, and happiness flows in my heart. After taking the art photos, I was still intoxicated with joy and happiness.
Ten days later, the photo album was taken back. I can't believe my eyes. Is this little girl in the photo really me? I read the photo album with my hands over and over again, only to find that there is a mother's words on the first page of the photo album, which is: "Mom grew up with you."
Yes, my mother accompanied me to grow up happily with her hard work. Although my mother is very hard, busy with housework and taking care of my study, she also wants to give me a wonderful childhood. Whenever I think of this sentence, it will moisten my young mind like spring.
I can't forget that excellent composition. I have experienced many things since I was a child. Some things have been slowly forgotten. I still remember some things.
I remember one time, it rained heavily and my vision was blurred. I didn't bring my umbrella. I like getting wet since I was a child. Let me see, it doesn't rain much, so I should be able to walk home. But when I walked out of the classroom, I found that the rain was not as small as I thought, but I couldn't stand outside and wait. The rain can't be said to be light. I crustily skin of head rushed out of school. I like the feeling of raindrops dripping on my skin. Cool and refreshing. I was running on the road in my thin clothes, and the rain fell on me. I finally ran to the side of the road to cross the road, but it rained harder and harder. I was so cold that I could only hold my shoulders in my hands and tremble. At this time, I suddenly felt that there was less rain on my head. Looking up, it turned out to be an umbrella. I looked down the umbrella handle. That's a smiling aunt. She said, "Is it cold, son?" I'll cover you, so go home. "thank you. "A simple sentence makes me feel so warm.
For the first time, I feel that if people are more caring, warmer and more helpful. How beautiful this society will become! If this society is full of intrigue and intrigue, how terrible it would be. You can see how valuable feelings there are between people from a small matter.
I can't forget that excellent composition 7. Under the clear sky, your smile is so dazzling and pure.
At home, the sun shines on the glass table through the screen window of the shutter. On the sofa, you are still asleep. You are still smiling, and your face is very round, which makes me feel the urge to pinch. The way you smile is really cute.
Looking at your little smile, Hu has a ripple in his heart. "Sister, come on, I want to play." A little boy in front shouted at me. There was a cry in her voice. There's nothing I can do. My wallet is getting thinner again. Who told me I was your sister? After paying the money, you ran into the playground with a smile on your face. I'll follow you, too, in case something happens to you. You are still the bright smile playing with your friends, like a ray of sunshine breaking through the darkness, more like a sunflower welcoming the dawn.
Watching, I was distracted again.
"Sister, I accidentally fell down just now." My brother stepped forward and brought me back to reality. "ah? Where did you fall? " I am in a hurry. Who knows, he was in pain just now, but now he is clever enough to comfort me.
"Nothing, sister, don't worry."
I look helpless, such a younger brother.
The sun has been leaning against the western hills, and he put away his dazzling light, like a shy little girl, leaving a golden halo around him.
"We're going home."
"hmm."
The afterglow of the setting sun shines on our shoulders, stretching our figure.
I can't forget that excellent composition 8. There is always something different, which is unforgettable in my heart. Some will even affect our lives as we grow up. We all know that childhood is very important for everyone's growth. I always feel that my childhood has been living in love, very happy, very satisfied and very warm.
When I was a child, I always thought my mother was particularly beautiful and capable. She washes clothes and cooks for me. When I am free, she will take me out to play games and help me with my homework. My mother really cares about me in every way. When I think of these little things living in love, there is always a warm current flowing slowly in my heart.
I remember one morning, I was still sleeping soundly, and a cool and gentle breeze blew. I was awakened by the wind and rubbed my sleepy eyes. The breeze is really comfortable. At first, I always thought it was my mother's warm hands touching me. I regard the cool and gentle breeze as my mother's hand. It is so gentle and lovely. I thought the spring breeze woke me up!
In fact, it is not so much the spring breeze that woke me up as my mother's love for me that has been affecting me. Her love for me has been deeply engraved in my life. My mother's meticulous care has brought me many beautiful imaginations and sunny memories. I will never forget that cool and soft spring breeze, and always keep my mother's love in my heart.
I can't forget that excellent composition. The teacher is like a noble angel, caring and caring for us. They care about our health and study.
Once, I had a high fever and rested at home. From the day I learned that I was ill, Teacher Xie called me every day to ask how my illness was, and told me that I had to wait until the fever completely subsided before I could go back to school. I listened, with tears in my eyes. One day, Teacher Xie called again. During the call, she asked with concern, "Are you better?" I am happy to answer: "Well! Much better! The fever will soon go away! " "Really?" There is a special joy in her tone. I am also very happy, thinking: I should protect my body in the future and I can't let the teacher worry about it any more.
I didn't do well in the mid-term exam. One afternoon, Teacher Xie called me to her to talk. The teacher told me the score of this exam first. I was taken aback: this is not the score I want, and this is not the score that the teacher wants. Then, Teacher Xie and I analyzed why we didn't do well in the exam. From the teacher's tone, I realized that the teacher was a little disappointed with my grades. I am also very guilty: why didn't I think about it during the exam? Finally, Teacher Xie said to me, "Are you confident to do better in the exam?" This sentence gave me strength. I nodded hard and thought: I will do better in the exam next time!
Teacher, whenever I think of your kind voice and your earnest teaching, I always want to say: Teacher, I can't forget your love! "
I can't forget the sentence of excellent composition 10, which is like the key to my soul. It opened the window of my heart and made me face the difficulties bravely, and I was no longer a "flower in a greenhouse".
It was a cold winter, and I hid in the warm bed and didn't want to go to the training class. My mother saw me like this and dragged me out of bed. I was cold. After breakfast, I was shocked by the "ice and snow" outside, so I spoiled my mother: "Mom, look, can you …". Before the words were finished, my mother seriously interrupted me: "No, I'll go with you". I'm a little reluctant, but I can't disobey the imperial edict.
As soon as I went out, the cold wind hit me and my body trembled with cold. After walking for a while, I was knocked down by a stone, and I was too painful to walk. I thought my mother would take me to the hospital for examination. Unexpectedly, my mother said, "This pain is nothing. I'll take you to school first, and then go to see a doctor. " Come, I'll carry you! "I was moved by this sentence. You know, I am 150 cm tall and weigh 45 kg. How does my mother carry me? My little heart suddenly became strong because of this sentence. ...
I insisted on shaking my head and not letting my mother carry it, but my mother kept carrying me behind my back and took a difficult step. ...
The phrase "this pain is nothing" has been echoing in my mind, and I will never forget it now and in the future!
I can't forget my excellent composition 1 1. In Wan Li, Wan Li, the sun is grinning at us ... and class begins with this beautiful scenery, but the teacher walks into the classroom gently and hears a noise, not the sound of books. As soon as the teacher entered the classroom, our whispering stopped and the whole classroom was silent.
The teacher asked a question for the students to answer, but we couldn't restrain our excitement and began to talk about it again. The teacher was in a bad mood and shouted at us: "You sit here listlessly and commit suicide slowly. Grandma Bing Xin's words inspired me very much:' If life is delicious, this life is enough; If life is boring, I don't want an afterlife!' In fact, attending classes is also a kind of life ... "
After listening to this sentence, I immediately recorded it and pondered it carefully: Yes, if life is delicious, you must live freely; But if life is boring, what's the use of your afterlife? It is better to study hard now, work hard when you grow up, do something big, and try to be a person who contributes to society. Even if I die, I have no regrets!
I can't forget that sentence even when I sleep. It left a deep impression on me.
"If life is delicious, this life is enough; If life is boring, I don't want an afterlife! "
I can't forget that excellent composition 12, which happened on a Sunday morning. Until now, I still can't forget it.
On a sunny Sunday, my mother confiscated my favorite fairy tale book just because I got up late. I am worried and angry. I am worried because my mother is very strict with me. Maybe she will put away the book for such a trivial matter and never let me read it again. I was angry because my mother confiscated my fairy tale book.
Just as I was thinking hard about how to get my beloved fairy tale book back, suddenly, an ingenious plan flew into my mind like an arrow: secretly getting it back while my mother was sleeping. Then I happily took the book according to this "coup". When I got to my mother's bedside, I found that my mother had fallen asleep with anger. I found the book in my mother's arms when I was secretly looking for it. I reached into my arms slowly for fear of waking my mother and scolding me. After my gentle efforts, I got the book in a short time.
I put the book in my arms and walked towards the wardrobe, because I thought: that's the safest place. But it turns out that I was wrong. Soon, this book was found by my mother. Sure enough, my mother flew into a rage and scolded me severely. Originally, I hated my mother, but my mother's words made me realize that my mother was right to scold me. This sentence is: do things aboveboard, not sneaking around. I will never forget this sentence, and I will benefit from it all my life.
This is something I will never forget. I hope you will not make mistakes like me in the future.
I can't forget that excellent composition. 13 people have many firsts in their lives, such as: "the first time to buy food, the first time to ride a bike, the first time to swim, the first time to collect garbage." That scene will fade with the passage of time, but that time, like a tree with roots, it can't be blown.
When I got to school, my father saw a locust bigger than an "elephant" (because I was afraid of bugs and small ants since I was a child) and quickly caught it. "Oh, don't bring it, he will bite." I shouted and prayed silently that he wouldn't catch it. But dad froze. Dad raised locusts to come to me. I instinctively took two steps back. Dad smiled: "Ha ha ha ha, how's it going? Dare to take it? " "Who wouldn't dare?" I was angry with my father for the sake of a man's dignity. "Well, you can take it with you on your way back."
Time to go home.
I got on the bus and held the locust carefully with a rope, but it was dishonest, flying to the left for a while and to the right for a while, which scared me.
The worst thing has happened. Zuo Fei, the locust, flew right and finally stopped. I saw the locust put his thick thigh on the rope, pushed it hard and broke free. "Dad, run, run. The locust has escaped. Grab her, hurry up, or it's over. " I was dancing and yelling. Dad smiled.
Now that I think about it, it's a bit ridiculous. What's so terrible about a bug? It is still dancing and screaming. However, this is an indispensable part of life.
I can't forget that excellent composition 14. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and the six-year primary school career is fleeting. In the face of parting, I can never say "goodbye". The pace of happiness is always so short, I often wonder if I can persist? But with the passage of time, I have to bid farewell to six years of joys and sorrows, leaving only good memories.
In that corner, there was continuous laughter.
Pan Zeyu's laughter is like an undulating mountain peak, sometimes high and sometimes low. As long as you meet a little thing, you can make him laugh like a ghost crying wolf. Although this laughter makes people "stunned", it can make the deserted classroom boil. I can't forget this laughter.
Shao Xihan's smile, I don't know, is giggling. Eyes narrowed into a crack, open your mouth and laugh wildly. When she smiled, the fat on her face trembled slightly-no, the saliva brothers were about to flow out, so my friends and I had to flee. I can't forget this laughter.
The word "hahaha" is a magnificent and powerful laugh. This is the "crazy comedian" Chu Baolun. I don't know what addiction he has recently, and the speed of this smile has slowed down (probably because he is old and useless). His face is expressionless. I think his heart must be full of joy. I can't forget this laughter.
Ah, this is the base camp of laughter, full of happy, United and ideal laughter.
I can't forget that excellent composition 15. I remember when I used to play badminton, I would come out every break because there was a rabbit from MengMeng outside the door. The first time I saw this rabbit, I felt sorry for it. I feel very poor, the snow-white, furry and lovely rabbit is actually locked in an iron cage! No food, no drink, no freedom, just huddled up and squatted there bored.
There is a basket of leaves. Why doesn't the rabbit's owner feed it? So, I took a vegetable leaf and put it in an iron cage. The rabbit was obviously hungry, not afraid at all, and immediately came to chew the leaves. I couldn't help laughing. I felt relieved. In the future, I will come out to see every remaining part of the rabbit. I often make fun of it: slowly bring the leaves near it, it will eat, and I will get it back soon. Bite it empty. I just played jokes on it many times and really let it eat, hehe. But a winter vacation passed and the rabbit never saw it again. Did the owner of the rabbit leave it at home, fearing that it would be unsafe to put it there? Maybe the rabbit died in an accident.
But I haven't seen a rabbit for weeks. Will I never see him again? Without that interesting rabbit, the badminton class in the future would be very boring. I feel depressed and my mood becomes uncomfortable. Although we are not human beings and can't talk, we are like friends, so my heart seems to be raining, and I can't forget that rabbit. However, I never saw it again, as if it had disappeared from the world. This is not my friend, but our friendship with animals, a precious friendship.