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The late composition is 800 words

I remember when I was in third grade.

'Lingling & hellip& hellip;' A harsh voice disturbed my sweet dream. I rubbed my eyes and looked vaguely at the rabbit wall clock I just bought. God, it's already seven ten. I jumped out of bed, came to the living room and shouted anxiously, 'dad, mom, it's so late. Why don't you call me After that, I suddenly remembered that my mother said yesterday that she and my father were going to work today and asked me to get up early and not be late.

My God, what can I do. I quickly put on my ugly blue school uniform, went to the bathroom, quickly had to freshen up, and began to pack my schoolbag. Alas, if I could form the good habit of packing my schoolbag immediately after finishing my homework, I wouldn't be in such a hurry today. I glanced at the black watch. It was already fifty. I got up in a hurry, went to the bathroom and immediately opened the door with the key in the small cabinet.

Along the way, I jumped and ran. The gate of the school should have been closed by this time. There is an old man on duty at the gate. I really have to find a way to get him away. I think, I think, I think & hellip& hellip; When I got to the gate, I was all around. The door was half open and half closed, but the old man was sitting inside. Suddenly, the phone in the duty room rang. Ha ha ha, it was a god-given opportunity. The old man walked slowly into the room to answer the phone. I rushed into the second floor of the South as fast as I could. The next one is to deal with the teacher, which is even more difficult. If our teacher loses his temper, he will be more powerful than the tiger. Calm, calm, calm & hellip& hellip; I hesitated at the door whether to call the report. After hesitating for a long time, I gambled on the teacher's kindness and shouted: 'report!' Knocked on the door and went in. I took a breath and looked at the scene in the room: the teacher was stunned on the podium, and the students stared at me with a good play attitude. The teacher suddenly changed his face and stared at me with two severe eyes, which made me unable to lift my head, 'what's the matter? Can you be late so close to home?' The teacher asked me.

'you got up so early! Ha ha! "

'it's too early!'

'wake up?'

The students also got confused. I looked at the teacher and said to her, 'I'm sorry I'm late!' The teacher's eyes slowly became gentle. She asked the students to be quiet, then walked slowly over and gently said to me, 'well, don't be late in the future, go back to your seat first.' Facing the sharp eyes of my classmates, I walked to my seat. My heart is pounding. I'm dying of anxiety. But immediately, the classroom resumed its appearance in class, and the students stopped staring at me.

After class, the corridor was full of students playing happily. No one talked about my being late. My heart gradually calmed down. I think: in the future, we must form the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. We must get up on time whether our parents are in or not. We can't be late for school today. At the same time, I want to thank my teacher for forgiving me for being late.

Now I'm in the sixth grade. I'm very moved when I recall this matter. Since then, I've never been late again, ha ha! I remember when I was in third grade.

'Lingling & hellip& hellip;' A harsh voice disturbed my sweet dream. I rubbed my eyes and looked vaguely at the rabbit wall clock I just bought. God, it's already seven ten. I jumped out of bed, came to the living room and shouted anxiously, 'dad, mom, it's so late. Why don't you call me After that, I suddenly remembered that my mother said yesterday that she and my father were going to work today and asked me to get up early and not be late.

My God, what can I do. I quickly put on my ugly blue school uniform, went to the bathroom, quickly had to freshen up, and began to pack my schoolbag. Alas, if I could form the good habit of packing my schoolbag immediately after finishing my homework, I wouldn't be in such a hurry today. I glanced at the black watch. It was already fifty. I got up in a hurry, went to the bathroom and immediately opened the door with the key in the small cabinet.

Along the way, I jumped and ran. The gate of the school should have been closed by this time. There is an old man on duty at the gate. I really have to find a way to get him away. I think, I think, I think & hellip& hellip; When I got to the gate, I was all around. The door was half open and half closed, but the old man was sitting inside. Suddenly, the phone in the duty room rang. Ha ha ha, it was a god-given opportunity. The old man walked slowly into the room to answer the phone. I rushed into the second floor of the South as fast as I could. The next one is to deal with the teacher, which is even more difficult. If our teacher loses his temper, he will be more powerful than the tiger. Calm, calm, calm & hellip& hellip; I hesitated at the door whether to call the report. After hesitating for a long time, I gambled on the teacher's kindness and shouted: 'report!' Knocked on the door and went in. I took a breath and looked at the scene in the room: the teacher was stunned on the podium, and the students stared at me with a good play attitude. The teacher suddenly changed his face and stared at me with two severe eyes, which made me unable to lift my head, 'what's the matter? Can you be late so close to home?' The teacher asked me.

'you got up so early! Ha ha! "

'it's too early!'

'wake up?'

The students also got confused. I looked at the teacher and said to her, 'I'm sorry I'm late!' The teacher's eyes slowly became gentle. She asked the students to be quiet, then walked slowly over and gently said to me, 'well, don't be late in the future, go back to your seat first.' Facing the sharp eyes of my classmates, I walked to my seat. My heart is pounding. I'm dying of anxiety. But immediately, the classroom resumed its appearance in class, and the students stopped staring at me.

After class, the corridor was full of students playing happily. No one talked about my being late. My heart gradually calmed down. I think: in the future, we must form the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. We must get up on time whether our parents are in or not. We can't be late for school today. At the same time, I want to thank my teacher for forgiving me for being late.

Now I'm in the sixth grade. I'm very moved when I recall this matter. Since then, I've never been late again, ha ha! Near the campus, a red leaf came to my face. Looked at the fallen maple leaves, looked at the withered trees, the sunset, the autumn wind bleak, where is my old friend?

The same scenery, the same season, the same Maple Leaf & hellip& hellip; But can't wait for the right person.

Remember? That autumn, maple leaves roamed in the sky, and you always lingered around me, asking me questions about my plans in the future. But I didn't answer, just gave you a faint smile.

In fact, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but I don't know. I'm also very confused about my plans for the future.

However, you are not disappointed because I don't answer, but show your white teeth and give me a sunny smile. That look of freedom is still in my chest and the deepest part of my heart. Do you remember my surprised expression at that time, which came from my answer: 'I'm going to be a volunteer in poor mountainous areas to teach those mountain children to read.' This sentence made my mind short circuited, and the conditioned reflex made me open my mouth.

Why? Why go to that place, why be a so-called volunteer? I said with disdain. In my opinion at that time, volunteer, this is a word that disgusts me. It will only use the unnecessary honor to satisfy him or her, to satisfy his or her vanity, and destroy his or her life in the remote and poor 'mountain', in the dilapidated and leaky 'classroom', and in the dilapidated 'office', leaving his or her youth and sweat & hellip& hellip;

These evil thoughts made me can't wait for your answer, so a sentence came out of my mouth: 'are you worthy of yourself? Waste your time there for the so-called poor children in the mountains. Even if they become talents, what do you get, a so-called & lsquo; Mentor & rsquo; But what's the use of that? Can it bring your youth back? Wake up!! That's not what you can do! " At the end of the tone, I was deeply aggravated, but you know what? At the end, I was suddenly confused. I regretted at that moment. Why did I say it? It's not absolute.

You looked at me with strange eyes, which made me very flustered. Looking at your eyes towards me, I can clearly feel the depths of your heart: you are disappointed with me!! You didn't answer my question or leave, but fell into meditation & hellip& hellip;

Since then, the friendship between us began to crack, although we still study and play as usual. But I know that you have been farther and farther away from me. There is no previous heart to heart, more like perfunctory.

Later, when I was at my grandfather's house, I got your move from my mother. I was a little alarmed. The tires of my bike turned quickly and passed by on the road, with water splashing on my jeans. At the door of your house, the iron lock tightly bound the channel. You have left, but I didn't come to say goodbye. I didn't have time to say the late apology: I'm sorry.

May you forgive me and accept my apology for being late. At dusk, the witness of our friendship & hellip& hellip; Women's Day is coming again. This day this year will be a day I will never forget. Because this year, I seem to be as sensible as I suddenly grew up. 17 years, 17 years have passed, and how many words have I said to my mother in 17 years? It's not very difficult for me, but it's very important for my mother! I used to be too ignorant, but now, when I grow up, I know how to say to my mother -- Mom, happy holidays!

I will always remember the day when we parted on February 18, 2013. It was that day that my separation made me suddenly realize your close relatives and loved ones. You were always nagging. You were very quiet that day. You just said something different from usual. Because I'm leaving that day. I don't know when I can come back. I can see your sadness and reluctance. I also know what you want to say, but you didn't say anything. The day before yesterday, you were packing things for me in my room. I saw you pick it up on your face with your sleeves. Although you turned your back to me, I clearly knew you were crying. I didn't want to break the atmosphere, but I just left quietly. I didn't surf the Internet at night, but slept quietly next to you. You just said faintly, 'Why are you so cold? Don't touch me' I know 'don't touch me' actually has other meanings, but I just smiled and lay quietly with my back to you. I never liked sleeping with others. I felt so warm for the first time. When I left in the morning, your silent hug and your strong smile made me instantly understand that you sent your daughter away for laughter