Memories left in the heart
Memory, the deepest memory left in my heart is an old woman left behind in the snow. This beautiful memory is deeply imprinted in my mind, in my heart, with me & hellip& hellip;
That day was a snowy day. dad. My mother took me back to my hometown. When we went to the street of my hometown, we saw colorful flags, a wide range of goods in the shops, and the sound of firecrackers all over the street. It seemed that there were many bomb villains making trouble in the street. Pranks are scary & hellip& hellip;
Home, Grandpa. Grandma welcomes us and is very happy! Me and dad. Mother helped grandma work. Time passed quickly. When I was about to eat new year's dinner, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't taken the milk I ordered on my way back to my hometown? I think: I'd better not go! If I run and grandma isn't there, I'll play with a bamboo basket - nothing. I hesitated & hellip& hellip;
'go! Don't let Grandma wait there for a long time! " I suddenly heard a small voice say, 'don't go. What if you jump into the air? " I'm sure grandma will wait for you there. " Don't go, don't listen to him. It's snowing outside! Besides, it's so late for the Chinese New Year. " Even so, you should be a good child and an honest child. You can't deceive grandma like this! " The voice was small but firm.
OK! I immediately told my mother that I would get the milk. I ran out before my mother answered. The snow floated like goose feather, and the cold wind cut my face like a knife. Suddenly, I saw a warm fireball in front of me. Grandma was still there. I accelerated and went straight there. I saw the wrinkles on Grandma's head. Trembling hands. Warm smile & hellip& hellip; Suddenly I feel warm!
In the heavy snow, I felt incomparable warmth. Grandma is shining! From then on, this matter accompanied me to grow up and fell deeply in my heart. Those are left in the depths of my memory_ 600 words every time you turn on the computer, the boot sound is always long & hellip& hellip;。
After the boot, the composition on the desktop is still "fierce wrench PK competition". After opening, I couldn't help thinking of my teacher Liu and her class.
Miss Liu's eyes are the deepest in my memory. Round, big and congested, always shining with bright light, like two eternal flames. A kind face is always smiling, as if it will never lose its temper.
I remember Mr. Liu was giving us a lecture. He suddenly coughed a few times. I began to think Mr. Liu had a cold. Then, Mr. Liu coughed a few times. Ah, Mr. Liu really had a cold. Sixty two pairs of eyes stared at Miss Liu, but Miss Liu seemed to be all right and began to teach us again. Time passed so slowly that it was hard to finish class. I ran over and asked, 'Miss Liu, do you have a cold?' Teacher Liu said, 'a little, but nothing.' At this time, there was a warm upsurge in the hearts of the students, and everyone admired Mr. Liu's conscientious spirit.
My mother is not at home, my grandmother is at home with me. I had class on Monday. At that time, I couldn't tie my hair, so I asked my grandmother to do it for me. Because my grandmother didn't wear a braid when she was a child, she couldn't do it, so she reluctantly tied a braid. When I got to the classroom, Mr. Liu saw me like this, so he took the initiative to come over and help me tie my hair again, and gave me a small clip to encourage me. A warm current called moving gradually came out from the depths of my heart and filled all my body and mind, like air and water overflowing countless tiny pores and spreading throughout the classroom.
When I clicked on the document, I thought of it. Miss Liu, she tried her best to let us write our composition better.
At the weekend, in order to help us better write the composition of the fierce wrench PK competition, Miss Liu personally experienced it and asked us to write down these details, actions and expressions. While working with her classmates, Miss Liu explained to us how to write out the exciting feeling. After class, Miss Liu's forehead was dripping with sweat, But she didn't drink water or say that she was tired. Her hands were powerlessly holding the wall. Her legs were weak and looked like she was going to fall at any time. But because we saw the game with our own eyes, we all lived up to Mr. Liu's seriousness and wrote well this time. Especially when we think of the picture of Mr. Liu holding the wall, we can't help correcting it. Mr. Liu, you want to improve our composition level, but you personally experience and explain it to let us understand. However, when you approve our homework book, you still show a knowing smile. I was moved by Mr. Liu's conscientious spirit. My heart was like a rolling wave.
Miss Liu, can I see you again? Can you? Those smiles remain in my memory_ 800 words
There are many things that are buried in the memory, which can be remembered from time to time without deliberate.
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When sorting out things that day, I turned out the graduation album: the cover was a few elegant lotus flowers, as well as several bud buds, with a few drops of dew on them. I gently opened the first page and saw several paragraphs of flying words. When I turned down, there were many more, including simplified, traditional, flower, and several people in English. Most of them expressed the same meaning: come on, come on, work together, work together. It is carefully arranged and arranged. There is a big head sticker in the upper right corner. The people inside are laughing. They are very happy and happy. Whether it is a shallow smile or a happy laugh, it is the purest and most beautiful. There is also a bunch of flowers in the lower left corner of one page. The shape composed of only a few strokes has a wonderful look on the paper.
These smiles reminded me of that beautiful and unforgettable time.
In primary school, every day was the latest and never repeated. Every day, the content of this page was pushed by "read. 4hw. Com. CN". It was so interesting and laughed constantly. In my memory, there was a guy who was more naughty in the class. He just sat on the windowsill and watched our girls jump rubber bands. Holding his arm, nodding or shaking his head from time to time, he looked at us with a look at us, like a master, commenting on us. As a result, his pretentious manner annoyed us. We took him off the windowsill together. He was unprepared and screamed like a frightened deer. We let him jump. As a result, he fell to the ground without jumping a few times. His embarrassed appearance made us laugh, and one of us rolled on the ground with laughter. Another time, there was a guy sitting on the table reading comics. At that time, comics were 'banned'. I don't know who shouted 'here comes the teacher', so that he almost fell off the table and the whole class laughed. The teacher is still enjoying tea in the office.
Such things are as numerous as the sand in the desert. At that time, it was everyone's laughing stock, but now when I look back, the smile around my mouth is gradually as bitter as coffee without anything. To paraphrase a sentence in the song: now I recall that the picture is old.
These are laughter during recess. In fact, there are laughter in class. Once in our test, only two or three people failed. The teacher was very happy. She smiled and we laughed too. The teacher's smile is a happy smile, and our smile is a proud smile.
Whether during recess or in class, this smile is the purest smile, the most beautiful smile, and the most beautiful flower rare in the world.
We laugh every day, even every second, with a brilliant smile. The only day we didn't laugh brightly was the day of graduation. Although we laughed that day, we laughed reluctantly, and even some people cried with laughter. Bless each other and write graduation souvenirs for each other, but there is sadness in them. The teacher blesses us, but there is reluctance and care in the eyes and words.
After junior high school, the busy life made me numb. Laughter has long been something that can be met but can not be asked for. Suddenly I miss, miss that time, miss my alma mater, miss my teachers, miss my classmates, miss those smiles. Although many people have lost contact with us, those smiles remain in my memory. No matter how far I go, those smiles accompany me, give me strength and let me smile to face the setbacks in life! Mr. Wang will always stay in my memory_ 300 words in my six-year career in primary school, I have a lot of education and care, but the most unforgettable thing is to call my teacher Wang in my third grade.
That time, in physical education class, my classmates and I ran on the playground, but I tripped over a stone because I ran too fast and too hard. My leg was scratched by some stones on the ground, and the skin of my two knees fell off. This matter soon spread to my ears. The teacher heard the wind, and I cried out when I came.
Seeing this situation, the teacher hurried into the office to get the key of the electric car. Let other students help me to the electric car. The teacher rode the electric car and quickly arrived at a small clinic next to the school. The teacher hurriedly called the doctor to disinfect and bandage me. I can see from the teacher's nervousness that he always cares about me. The teacher helped me pay the medical expenses first, and then stood at the door of the clinic to see my parents. When they arrived, they always left silently.
I still remember that time I was very poor in the exam and failed by 49 points. At that time, I cried because I was very poor in the exam and was afraid of the teacher hitting me. When I was just a little better, I always asked me to go to the office. I thought the teacher wanted to hit me, but I was wrong. The teacher called me to the office to educate me with earnest instructions, which is still fresh in my memory.
This is Mr. Wang, who has been well educated and remains in my memory. The deepest memory_ 550 words when I was 7 years old, my parents took me to Hangzhou wildlife park. We took many photos, of which my favorite one was the photo of me riding on the back of a little elephant.
It was cloudless that day. It was a good weather for an outing. Many people came to the zoo. When we stepped into the gate of the zoo, we saw a map. Look! Swan Lake, monkey mountain, Elephant Park & hellip& hellip; Elephant garden! I pointed to the map and said excitedly, 'Mom, I'm going to elephant garden! I'm going to Elephant Park! " Although I've seen elephants on TV, I haven't seen what real elephants look like. " Yes, Tong Tong is so big that he hasn't seen it with his own eyes! " So we set foot on the path to the elephant garden, 'there are many kinds of elephants, including African elephants and Asian elephants & hellip& hellip;' My mother explained to me as she walked. I listened carefully and conceived the image in my mind. I wanted to fly over and have a look with my own eyes. Finally, we arrived at the Elephant Park. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a strong smell, which made me out of breath, but I endured it with strong curiosity. Eh! It's so big! Looking at the behemoth in front of me and thinking about the small Linlong elephant I conceived, it's a world of difference! Then my mother came up to me and said, 'Tongtong, go and take a picture with the little elephant.' I looked down my mother's hand,