That time, I really regret junior high school composition

That time, I really regret junior high school composition 1: that time, I really regret that maybe you and I miss it like this, and then regret why we didn't say it at the beginning -- the title of golden autumn to send Shuang, in a flash, a year passed in a hurry, and in this year, many unforgettable things happened, the most unforgettable thing for me is the one that I can't look back on and let me blame myself all the time. On the summer solstice, the hot weather makes people breathless, and cicadas can't stand the heat. Even if they climb on the high branches and suck the cool juice, they can't stop the pressure brought by the heat. People prefer to stay at home and blow the air conditioner instead of taking a step. And in summer, I really enjoy the benefits of summer. Every time I go to the stall where I buy balloons, my heart is full of guilt. From time to time, I stop in front of the stall and my eyes are filled with tears of regret. It was that one thing that made me unable to face the simple eyes, sincere smile and busy figure. Once I stood in front of his stall and tried to tell him the truth for thousands of times. But when I was about to say it, there was always a heavy stone in my mouth, which pressed deeply in my heart. I had to endure the physical and mental suffering, but I did not dare to take a step forward 。 Many people take a nap on a dull afternoon, and he is no exception. My friends and I carefully prepared the catapult, quietly bypassed the stall and secretly hid in a corner. Let's calm down, spring up, pull the bow, 'Three -, two, one. The balloon burst and woke him up. He ran out in a hurry. We saw him coming and hid quickly. For a long time, I only heard him leave a sentence 'it may be because of the hot weather! 'and went back into the tent. We looked up and looked around with cunning eyes, and then the sound of balloons exploding one after another, like a symphony interwoven. It was amazing. He woke up the sleeping people around him, and he was no exception. People are looking for the 'troublemaker' carefully. Finally, their eyes are focused on the corner where we hide together. We suddenly felt uneasy, and our chest heaved violently. For a long time, we looked at each other with positive eyes. The next second, we rushed out of the crowd. We only heard the voice of people complaining, and then we accelerated our pace. Finally, I got rid of the crowd. When I looked back, I could not help but feel a guilty mood. I could not restrain it, just because I saw him: he did not complain like others, but sighed, limped into the tent, took out a brand-new balloon, blew it again, and then slowly hung on the stall Go ahead. How, his feet originally & hellip; & hellip; looked at his disappearing figure, tears finally couldn't be restrained, one drop, two drops, then a burst of tears; looking at his disappearing back, his mind could not help but recall how he spent his time in the wind and rain, all because of & hellip; & hellip; At that moment, I finally understood and realized the taste of regret, because with him, I understood what is simplicity and what is persistence. Now, he is no longer in this city, I know he is not tired of running. Looking at the bright red balloon in front of the stall, I can't leave for a long time. This is not only a bright red balloon, but also a portrait I can't forget. Flying the balloon, how want to say to him: 'sorry', at the same time want to say to him: 'thank you, let me know regret. I really regretted that time. 2: I really regretted that life was like a cup of tea. Even though it was bitter, it was only for a while. After that, it was sweet. Life was like a movie. There was no rehearsal and it was broadcast live every day. However, the difference is that the movie can be rewound, but life is not backward. Friendship, which is supposed to be sacred and pure, has been polluted and turbid by some things, and thus the relationship between them becomes worthless. Some things are always done to know whether or not to do, some things are always lost to know how to cherish, and only in this way can I understand, what is to cherish, what is regret. Rain, under, wind, blowing, I stand under the eaves, raindrops, into my clothes, make my skin cold, I can't help but stand aside a little; the wind, blowing my hair, I can't help but feel a little sad when I recall her and me in the last storm. On that day, the rain was so fierce, the wind was so crazy that only I and she were left in the classroom. Because of the blackboard newspaper, we were both called, but it was sunny in the morning. Who would have thought of a sudden storm? Fortunately, she was careful and had an umbrella. Unfortunately, our relationship has always been very general. Looking at the rain outside the window, I thought to myself: what should I do? Can I go home in the rain like this? It's almost the end of the term. If I have a high fever, then I can't come to the exam? If so, what about my grades? Isn't it a test? These series of questions floated in my mind and made me feel uncomfortable. After a while, the blackboard newspaper is finished, the rain outside the window is also less, but lingering, birds are chirping, bored to death. At this time, a voice rang, "Hey, let's go home together." I looked at her suspiciously, and she said, "what are you looking at? Do you still want to get in the rain? Wow, how can you do this? If you have a fever in the rain, you can't do it! 'it sounds very domineering, but somehow, my heart seems to have a warm current pouring into my heart. It's very warm. She is riding a bicycle, but she can't carry people, but I will, so she sits on the back of the car, and I put all my things in her bag. In this way, in the lingering rain and fog, there is a girl carrying another girl, another girl holding a bag tightly, as if guarding something. The girl also moved her umbrella forward, almost the whole one The umbrellas are all on the previous girl's. Finally, my home arrived. I took the key and went in. She didn't say she wanted to come in. I didn't invite her. The next day, I went back to school and punched the card according to my habit. I thought she would help me, but when I got to the classroom and asked her, I learned that she didn't help me at all. In a fit of anger, I picked up the school card, turned around and left a figure for her. When I stepped on the stairs again, I suddenly realized: who am I? Why should I ask her to help me? We are just passers-by of each other and on the way. Think of this, my heart a tight, have a kind of uncomfortable feeling, but, can't say what to come, I think, that is probably once belongs to oneself, but I don't know why to give up the feeling. Looking at the ladder, I seem to fall into the infinite abyss, every step, the heart is sinking, finally, I even do not know how to return to the classroom. Rain, is still under, the wind, is still blowing, this time, I no longer stand under the eaves, drizzle just, rush on! The journey of life is always bumpy; the road of life is always winding. In life, there are too many things that you don't like. You only know what's important after the event and cherish it when you lose it. Some things, I do not want to let it wrong again, some things, I do not want to let it lose, because of this, I more because of cherish. That time I really regret junior high school composition 3: at that time, I really regret that people's life will always make many mistakes, in my "mistakes record book" from small to large, some mistakes have passed, after the baptism of time, they will be forgotten. But that time, that time let me regret the wrong course, but let me still remember: at that time, our class did not know who led a 'card fever', always like 'follow the trend' I and a few friends, also joined this upsurge. That day, in a long recess, my brothers and I sat around and played a card game called "fighting for the upper reaches". At the beginning of the game, we were very careful and looked around to see if there was a teacher. But later, the interest came, no matter what the teacher, all indulged in the joy of playing cards in the sea. 'Take the cards! 'with an angry voice, it goes without saying that the last teacher we want to see is coming! As a result, we just smile like flowers, immediately look stiff, waiting for the teacher's trial. "This is a violation of school discipline. You can go to the teacher and do it yourself! "The teacher said angrily, so in that recess, you can see a spectacular scene, a group of sixth grade boys, foolishly came to the brigade headquarters to look for the teacher, but did not find anyone, knowing that the lost went up to the third floor. At that time, I was in a mess. I felt that I was very unlucky. So many people in our class were playing cards. How could I catch us. 'it doesn't matter! If we know what's wrong, we'll change it. When the election is over, don't we just admit it to our teachers? 'yes, it's OK to admit your mistake? After class, we came to the teacher's office and confessed to him. The teacher just said two words to us, but the tears still blurred my eyes. The tears were not sad, not sad, but regret, and regretted the mistake that nearly paid the price. That time I really regret junior high school composition 4: that time I really regret that life is like a road, there are always some obstacles, like some things that make you sad, regret things block you. I once did something I regret. That was the bane of a mid-term exam in fourth grade. I have achieved good results, and my table mate is behind me. I was so elated that I said to her, "my mother will give me some rewards today. 'I said that to make her envy me, because I knew she would not get any reward, even if she won the first prize. Because she is a poor student, the family economy does not allow. Back home, my mother gave me a reward - five yuan. I'm disappointed, but when I think about it, some people can't even get five yuan, so my heart is more balanced. When I came to school the next day, I showed off my prize in front of her. Although she looked envious on the surface, she must be very jealous of me in her heart, I thought. I was tired and thirsty after P.E. class at noon. I really wanted to rush to the canteen immediately. I hurried back to the classroom and flipped around in my schoolbag, but I couldn't find the trace of my five yuan money. 'is it possible to fly without wings? Who must have stolen it. Did she do it? 'so I pointed the spearhead at my deskmate. I ran out of the classroom to find out. I met her in the grocery store. She was eating ice cream happily. I angrily went over to find her theory. But she insisted that it was the money her mother gave her, and it was also a five yuan note. I am very angry. Is there such a coincidence in the world? I couldn't help scolding her. That's it