I really regret my composition

Chapter 1: this event makes me really regret. In my mind, I record many unforgettable things, one of which makes me regret most. This happened in the fourth grade, the first time I read the mathematics unit paper, I thought I was very high. However, as soon as there was a bright red and dazzling 68 points on the top left, the teacher's comment did not hear a word. At that time, I felt very sad, and the teacher finally said: "in the future, parents sign their names on the evening of regret." I put the paper in my schoolbag and ran back home listlessly. I felt as if I had been a thief. I was restless. My mother didn't ask much, so my heart was relieved. After dinner, I sat in front of the desk to think, show my mother? No, I can't. If I show her, I might suffer from it! This signature? Ah! Yes, I saw a 100 point paper on the table with my mother's signature on it. I described the name of this paper, wow! It's very similar! The next day, thank God, the teacher didn't find out, so it passed. In a week, I'm going to forget about it. My mother found the paper when she was helping me with my schoolbag. "I don't seem to have signed in." It was then that I regretted it was too late. She told her mother the truth. Unexpectedly, my mother gently said to me, "my child, it doesn't matter if you take the exam. As long as you work hard, you can sign your mother's name selfishly and cheat the teacher, which is not a real performance." After listening to my mother's words, I looked down and shed tears of regret. Ah! I'm wrong about this, mom. Please forgive me. Part 2: I really regret that this morning, when I was in the nursery cram school, I heard Wen Xiang, who was sitting in the last row of the classroom, talking. Because my curiosity is very heavy, so whenever there is movement, I will probe to see, this time is no exception. As soon as Wen Xiang spoke, I immediately put my head over to listen. I didn't hear any of the key points the teacher said in class. When the teacher asked me to do my homework, I thought about it left and right. I was the second from the bottom in the class to finish my homework. But as a result, "Alas," I said, I'm afraid everyone will be scared to death. I wrote a total of nine questions, and I made six mistakes. Because I had to correct the wrong questions, I became the last person to leave after school. As I walked, I sighed deeply, "Alas"! If I listen carefully in class, I won't write wrong homework and become the last person to leave after school. I really regret it. I must listen carefully next time in class and never listen to others. In this way, I can finish my homework well and become a person who doesn't stay in school after school. Hengyang xuanbitang primary school grade 3: Gong Yitao Part 3: I really regret that when I see ducklings, the process of two beloved ducklings dying is like playing a movie, which appears in my mind. Here's the thing. A sunny afternoon, my mood is particularly good. Because I got "100 points" in the math exam, and I was the first in my class! When I got home, I told my mother the good news. Mom was happy, too. After dinner, I finished my homework early and played with two lovely ducklings. I put my hand in front of the duckling's eyes to arouse their compliments. Then I slowly lifted it up and the duckling jumped up. I slowly moved my hand to myself. The duckling kept jumping towards me, but it couldn't jump up. I saw that the duckling didn't jump any more. I put my hand in the same way as before, and led the duckling to jump anxiously and patiently Ah! Finally, the duckling can jump out of the nest. I cried out with joy: "Mom, mom, come and see! The duckling can jump out My mother came to see it, and she was very happy. She said to me with a smile: "Congratulations! Today is really a double happiness After my mother left, I played a lot of games with duckling. The next morning, after I got up, my mother said to me, "strange, why don't ducklings bark today?" I said nonchalantly, "wait a minute. I'll call them." I came to the side of the duckling's nest. I shook the nest, but the duckling didn't bark. I shook the duckling gently with my hand. Say to mom, "Mom It They Dead. " I fell into my mother's arms and cried. After a long sigh, my mother said to me, "Yaning, the duckling is dead. It's no use crying any more. Do you know how the duckling died?" I looked up at my mother. She was also very sad. I shook my head. The mother said, "it was yesterday that I played too long. The duckling couldn't stand it and was tired to death." At this time, my tears all of a sudden flow out, I really regret it! I really regret that Thursday is a special day. Our class is going to run for class cadres, which makes some students eager to try. I was also very nervous. In the first class in the afternoon, Mr. Li, the head teacher, came into the classroom and said to us, "if you are willing to serve the whole class and be good assistants to the teachers, you can participate in the election. Wait a minute. You can come up and write your name after the position you're running for, and make a speech... " Before Mr. Li's words were finished, some students could not help it. The first person to step onto the platform was Mao Yuelan. She wrote her name on the side of the "art representative", then turned around and started her campaign speech: "if I become an art representative, I will not let you down, I will..." Mao Yuelan's wonderful speech won bursts of applause from the students. There are a few students who don't like talking very much at ordinary times. I can't see it. The real person doesn't show his face! The names of several students also appeared next to "monitor", "representative of mathematics class", "cultural and entertainment committee member". My heart became more uneasy. In fact, I have thought out the content of my speech, but I don't have the courage to take that step. I stood up a little while, then sat down again. I didn't know what to do. When the students saw that I wanted to go up, they called out: "Li Na, go up quickly, what else do you want?" I'm in a mess. Not going or going? On the blackboard, the sports commissar is still vacant, which is exactly what I want. Just when I was hesitating, Luo Tong took the first step and won the last place. During his speech, my eyes were wet: why? Why not go up earlier! It's clearly you I regret it, but I believe it was the last time I was weak. I really regret that in the past four years, a dark cloud has been hanging over my head. Recalling the past, I always feel regret. It was a day in grade one. "Xu Tong, Xu Tong, hand in your homework." Oh, I didn't write my homework. How can I do it. All of a sudden, I thought, "group leader, I didn't take my homework." "You don't take your homework every day. You want to play with me." I never thought that the group leader would tell the teacher how to handle it. "Xu Tong, come here and the teacher will look for you." "Xu Tong, how do you feel it back?" You tell me, did not write or did not bring. " "I didn't bring it." I blurted out these three words. "Then I'll call your mother." well, the secret is revealed. Now, I have nothing to say. "You, go back and copy your composition ten times." In this way, I also got criticism from my parents. The consequences of the matter are over. For me, this is a criticism and a lesson. Who told me to lie. Who knows, after a few days, I've got old problems again. My mother sealed the balcony. She asked me to send her business card. I secretly left my business cards on the grass, in the trash can. Said it was finished. My mother was very happy. But the next morning, my mother went downstairs to the garbage. There were her business cards in the dustbin. What's more, the wind blew the business cards in the grass to the ground. Hehe, it's really interesting to remember this one. I must be a good kid to tell the truth. I really regret that I shouldn't have lied at the beginning, but I will certainly do it later. Do you believe me. Fourth grade of Renmin Road Primary School in Huaibei, Anhui. I opened the door and looked at the rain outside. I shook my head and turned to take an umbrella. Just out of the door, there was a gust of wind. It was like a fierce lion, showing a ferocious face. It rushed at me with open teeth and claws and cut my face fiercely. "No, it's over." I yelled and ran to a noodle shop across the street. While I was tidying up my umbrella, I muttered, "it's a fake. Even the screws have fallen off.". I leaned against the wall and worried. I look at the clock. It's already 7:30. If I don't leave, I will be late. I take down my schoolbag on my shoulder and cover it on my head to rush to school. "Oh, little girl, wait a minute." A kind and kind voice came from behind. I looked back. It turned out to be an old woman. She was leaning on crutches and wearing a gray calico shirt. Her face didn't look very good. She seemed to have some serious illness. "Little girl, it's rainy and slippery. Don't run in the rain. I'll lend you an umbrella. I'll fix it for you." Then she handed me the sky blue umbrella in her hand. I did not answer, thinking: now I have not heard of the abduction and trafficking of children. Can this grandmother be the one who abducts and sells children. When she saw that I didn't pick up the umbrella, she said, "I used to have a granddaughter as old as you. Once when it rained heavily, I was afraid of being late and ran fast. I was knocked down by a big truck, and my umbrella was also thrown aside. This is the umbrella now. " With that, the old woman began to cry. Trembling, I took the umbrella and looked at it carefully. It was a sky blue convenient telescopic umbrella with a history of cute animals on it. As if the lovely girl in the umbrella. When I was about to turn around and say "thank you," my grandmother was gone. I didn't think much about it. I opened my umbrella and went to school. Middle aged school, when I want to return the umbrella to my grandmother, I found that I put the umbrella on the window sill of the school. When I ran back to ask for it, the umbrella had disappeared. Become dejected and despondent, in any case, as like as two peas in the street, I could not find a umbrella that was exactly the same as grandma. I can't help but apologize to her. It's been three weeks. She must be very anxious. When I went to see grandma again, her family said that she had passed away. The news was like a loud thunder, knocking on my head. I really regret that I always miss things. Today, it rained heavily outside the window again. I opened the window and stretched out my hand. A crystal drop of water dropped into my palm. There was a picture of an old lady in it. A sense of regret surged into my heart. From then on, I lost everything