Today, the sun is shining, cloudless and sunny. There is a sweet smell in the air, surrounded by green grass, flowers and flowers in full bloom. Some are still in bud, like a graceful girl. Some are in full bloom with flowers. The green grass swayed slightly in the wind, as if dancing. The lotus leaves roll with crystal raindrops, like pearls, which are very beautiful! I got up early this morning. Guess what I'm going to do? go to school? Go out with friends? Go for a walk? NONO！ sorry！ You're wrong! Let me tell you! I'm going to the cinema today. After breakfast, my father and I drove to the cinema. Along the way, our car passed busy supermarkets and hot restaurants. The owner is busy, and there is a quiet field where you can almost hear the heartbeat. We came to the cinema. It was quiet and spotless around. We knew it had been carefully cleaned at a glance. I watched the movie attentively, meticulously, attentively and seriously. Suddenly, an elderly grandmother's wool ball fell off, and several teenagers nearby didn't help. Due to the dark lights in the cinema and the distance between me and her, there are many people, I can only look at the old lady helplessly. At this time, a little girl ran to pick up the wool ball and gave it back to the old lady. I left the cinema without saying anything & hellip& hellip; This experience made me understand that in society, everyone is a family. No one can survive independently in society. Helping others is helping myself. In an idiom, it is: 'willing to help others.' Something happened around me, 450 words, that thing makes me unforgettable. Mention that matter, until now, let me feel a little ashamed, and let me realize how lonely and boring it is without friends.
That was something that happened when I was in grade two. For some time, it was popular in our class to fight for the 'boss'. Whoever returned to the class first was the' boss', so I had to run every time I came back to the class from a sideline. Once when we ran back to the class from the music classroom, my friend accidentally bumped me. I fell on the concrete floor. At that time, my arm was scratched and I was in terrible pain. My good friend stopped and said, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry' and wanted to help me up. But I was a little stubborn for a moment, so I pushed him away with my hand and frowned at him, He walked quickly back to the classroom.
On that day, during recess, I always sat in my seat and felt very bored. I just looked at my friend from time to time. What I didn't expect was that he didn't go out of the classroom to play. He sat quietly in his seat and looked very sad. He also came to me to make up, but I refused, so he had to go back to his seat disappointed & hellip& hellip;
Those days, I began to feel very lonely, and gradually felt that I was wrong that day. In the past, we always lived in harmony. I helped him and he helped me. We were very happy and happy. But I'm in a bad mood these days. It seems that I fell from the peak to the bottom of the valley. Finally, I couldn't help it. I took the initiative to run over and say to him, 'I'm sorry, I was also & hellip that day& hellip;'' I know your mood that day very well. Let's become good friends again! " OK, 'I replied readily,' PA 'we clapped our hands and made up.
Although this is a small matter, it makes me unforgettable. Something happened to me. It happened to me. Although it is very humble, it is deeply engraved in my mind, so that I can't forget it.
I remember one day after school, it rained heavily outside. I was walking home with an umbrella. I saw a junior brother who was wet with rain without an umbrella. I wanted to run over and take an umbrella with him to take him home. But I thought: it's such a heavy rain. If two people play an umbrella, I'll get wet. My father and mother will worry and maybe be scolded if they come home late. If you don't send it, your little brother will catch a cold.
Just thinking: I saw a senior brother running to his little brother with an umbrella in his hand. He held the umbrella over his little brother's head as if he were asking his little brother, 'where do you live? I'll take you back. " The little brother pointed forward and said, 'it's just the corner ahead.' The big brother took his little brother's hand and walked to the corner in front, talking and laughing.
Although it has been two years, it is deeply imprinted in my heart. Whenever it rains, I will think of it, which makes me feel very ashamed. What happened to me is 800 words of life, like a big garden. There are many colorful flowers in the garden. Each flower represents a memory and a melody in life. In my life, a withered flower represents a deep memory.
It was an evening. My friends and I were playing in school. The afterglow of the sunset put a layer of gold on the earth. Suddenly, a few bleak cat barks poured into my ears with a few cool winds. " Eh? There seems to be a cat barking. Let's go and have a look! " I propose. So we looked for a voice. Ah! A black kitten was lying on the sand pit, staring at a pair of big copper bell eyes, meowing in his mouth, and looking in horror at the two tall boys next to him. My friend and I fell in love with this lovely friend all of a sudden. We just don't understand why he was so frightened?
'the cat doesn't know how old it is? It must have separated from mother cat. He is alone and has not mastered the survival ability of a cat. Let's train it? '
Then the black jacket of the two tall men said. " Okay, okay! That's it! Let's put it on the railing of the basketball stand and see if it can climb down. "
Another blue jacket proposal. Railing? Is that the round and smooth blue railing? Can such a small cat grasp the balance? Before I could dispel my doubts, my friend had shouted 'no! The cat is too small. It will fall down! " But it's too late! Two boys put the cat on the railing. The poor kitten couldn't grasp the balance at all. In order not to fall down, he curled up and hugged the railing with four legs. Its body has been sliding down. It struggles hard and wants to climb up again. Its big sad eyes looked around helplessly and cried in despair. I rushed up with an arrow to catch the kitten, but it was too late! The kitten finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell firmly to the concrete floor. I was stunned, and so was my friend. But the two boys had no mercy on the kitten. They picked up the kitten and played the game of 'picking up the cat'. They threw the cat up and caught it. But where can they catch it? The kitten fell on the sand again and again. My friends and I fought back our tears to stop them. But we were too small. The two boys ignored us and played harder. At this time, the kitten had no strength to bark. She was black and blue all over, and her hair was covered with fine sand. Maybe the yellow sand got in the way. They poured cold water all over the kitten. When they finally had enough, the kitten was dying.
This matter has been sealed in the deepest part of my heart. I don't want it to cold my heart, but it shows that the problem is common. Can't people and animals coexist peacefully? I hope this will never happen again, so that such a memory will no longer become a withered flower, stationed in the garden of people's life. What happened to me 600 words
Lu Ranran, 1st day of No. 156 middle school, Xicheng District, Beijing
The new year, the new semester, give us a new starting point. This is our common starting line, let the youth dance step step out of the strongest sound, and then really leave a youth footprint on the campus. Only by capturing a little bit of light around you can the empty time become colorful.
Early in the morning, I reluctantly got up and ate a delicious breakfast, but I was oppressed by helpless time. He put down his breakfast, supported his slightly swollen eyes, carried his heavy schoolbag and went to school to participate in the duty. Looking at the dark sky, there are only a few 'small street lamps' hanging in the sky. I thought, I'm so tired! Who else could have come so early! My heart is full of grievances and helplessness. After entering the school, everything was quiet around. Only a few tall trees were still rocking in the morning wind. The lights in the campus are not on yet. Walking into the corridor, vaguely, there was a classroom with a row of lights on. I accelerated my steps. It turned out that the door opener of our class had arrived at school. I was surprised that someone came earlier than me. After entering the class, Han ruizhang was looking at his English book in his seat. I greeted him and looked at the neatly arranged homework at the door. I quickly asked, 'Hey, when did you come?' As he answered, he put down his book: 'I came over six thirty.' I was very surprised. Isn't he sleepy? " Six thirty? No mistake, even the moon hasn't come home from work! You are so active! Look, it's almost seven o'clock. How many people haven't come yet? ' I muttered carelessly. After handing in the homework, I looked at the bright sky outside the window and the students coming in one after another outside the door. Han ruizhang seemed to think of something. Suddenly he picked up the broom and walked out of the classroom. I guessed that he was on duty again. Why is he so active? Looking at Han ruizhang's shrinking figure, I felt that his light was so dazzling. Suddenly, I understand.
Time is like water, time is like shuttle. In a twinkling of an eye, I had changed from a naive little girl to a middle school student. In my growth experience, many things have happened. However, with the passage of time, many fall like maple leaves in autumn, which I have forgotten. But the Enlightenment from this incident has been integrated into the depths of my soul. Something happened to me. My father was almost forty years old. My mother and I decided to give a gift on his birthday.
On Sunday, the content of this page was pushed by "sihai.com reading" for you. After breakfast, we came to the busy street happily.
We walked slowly along the street, looking around. Look, there's a group of people in front. I don't know what they're doing. I took my mother's hand and said, 'go and have a look!' So we crowded into the crowd and looked at it. It turned out to be a shirt seller. I think: Dad's shirts don't fit. It's good to buy him a new one, isn't it? I told my mother the idea, and my mother agreed.
I saw an aunt in her thirties standing opposite. The melon seed face with a smile made people feel cordial when they saw it. Mother asked the aunt for a men's shirt, looked at it and asked, 'what size is it?' The aunt replied enthusiastically: 'it's medium. If you want large or small, I also have it here.' After listening, my mother smiled and said, 'I'll buy a medium size.' I can see that my mother is very happy.
You know, mom can't buy anything wrong. Besides, it's a gift for Dad, so we can't be careless. She took off her glasses. Looked carefully, pointed to the defective clothes and said to the aunt, 'comrade, this place hasn't been cut well, please & hellip& hellip;' As soon as the voice fell, my aunt had left the counter