It is often said that crying is a girl's nature. I am a girl, but I never shed tears easily. Only once did I shed tears of grievance.
That happened in the summer vacation of the fourth grade. On that day, I had a whim and said to my father, 'dad, can I go skating today? Dad said happily: OK!
When I came to the skating rink and saw some people skate so fast, I was really envious and jealous. I put on my skates and joined them. After sliding for less than five minutes, I saw a little brother of four or five years old crying beside the barbed wire. I walked up and asked: little brother, why are you crying! He didn't answer my question. I bent down to help my little brother stand up. At this time, a man in his 30s came over and opened my hand indiscriminately. He also said: you little girl, how to bully a child is really outrageous. I listened and said calmly, 'aunt, you misunderstood, not me.' before I finished my words, my aunt said: 'it's still sophistry. It's obviously you. I hate it!' Then he took his little brother away.
It's been two years since this. Now I'm in grade six. Think about it, that grievance is nothing. Life! Like a road, there are always rough times. We should bravely face every difficulty and setback and take every step with optimism and tenacity. At noon today, after lunch, I happily ran to the playground and saw my two good friends. They ran over and said to me, 'Gao yuanze, let's play three words!' I nodded. While we were sweating, the monitor came. My face changed from elation to listlessness like magic, and my mood fell to the bottom.
The monitor came and said loudly, 'take me to play!' I think: hum, don't you just be a monitor? Bull what? At this time, the monitor seemed to see my mind and said to me, 'Hey, Gao yuanze, what do you think? That's it. Take me one. " I whispered behind my back: 'why did I take her to play before I agreed, hum!'
It's my turn to cut paper with the monitor. Ha ha, I won, but she paid the bill and said, 'Gao yuanze, if you lose, you lose!' Then she bowed her head and said in my ear, 'if you don't admit it, I'll tell you more about the teacher!' After listening to her words, I had no choice but to be the monster of the game. It was not tragic. When I had a good time, I was caught by the monitor. I thought: she cheated, and I cheated once. I ran over as fast as the wind and said, 'no, you didn't catch me, ha ha!' But the monitor shouted, 'you lie, you make me very angry. I won't take you to play, you go away.' At that time, I was very angry and quarreled with her. Suddenly, she hit me hard in the stomach. Just after lunch, I vomited out. I cried wrongfully & hellip& hellip; Alas, in the end, I can only eat. I walked around. I knew I wouldn't play with her at the beginning.
I don't know when the days of being bullied by the monitor will end! composition
The grievances in my heart in the third grade of the second primary school in Shenbei New District, Shenyang. I think you must have experienced many grievances in your life. Of course, I am no exception. Now I'll tell you one for you to listen to.
It was the summer vacation of grade three. I went to Yanjiang Road with Yiyuan. Suddenly, I found that the ground was full of garbage, including cans, tissue paper and fresh-keeping bags & hellip;, I stood there, thought about it, and said to Yiyuan, 'Yiyuan, shall we pick up the garbage on the ground and throw it into the trash can? It's also a contribution to the city we live in! " Yiyuan nodded. We picked up the rubbish on the ground and threw it into the dustbin. At this time, a cleaner's aunt came up. I thought she would be praised. Unexpectedly, she said to us in a harsh voice, 'how can you litter? Didn't your teacher tell you to take care of the environment?' Yiyuan ran over and said, 'no, aunt, it's & hellip& hellip;'' What is it? You are still primary school students! " The aunt said and swept the garbage into the garbage basket.
Although it has been a long time, my heart is sour whenever I think of it.
Last winter, I was still sleeping in my bed. Suddenly, a click sounded. I got up and went to the place where the sound came from. It turned out that my mother's favorite vase was broken. At this time, I thought it must be dried beans. I looked and looked. There was no sign of him there. It must be much more scared, Dare not come out. Finally, I found Doudou under the bed. I can see that he must be very sad. So I said to Doudou, 'Doudou, did you do it? Don't be afraid, it's all right! " After listening to me, Doudou seemed less sad and lively again. But I realized that more terrible things were still to come!
At this time, mom and dad came back. Mother saw the vase fragments on the ground. She was so angry that she said to me loudly, 'Yi Pei, how old are you? Still so naughty, can't you let mom fuck less? It seems that I spoil you too much! " I was about to explain to my mother, but my mother said, 'I don't want to listen to your explanation. Go back to your bedroom.' I went back to my bedroom and burst into tears. At this time, Doudou ran over. This look seemed to think I'm sorry. I forgive Doudou, but will my mother forgive me?
It has been several years, but my mother hasn't forgiven me.
One thing that makes me wronged in the fourth grade of Lianmeng Road Primary School. There are many happy things in my life, but there are also many things that are wronged, just like the number of stars is countless. Now I'll pick one and talk about it! It was a moonlit night. I finished my homework and was playing happily with my friends in the community. Dad suddenly called me over and savagely dragged my clothes and took me home. I asked wrongfully: 'I didn't do anything wrong! Why did you drag me? " Dad said angrily, 'tell me about you! Did you steal my 100 yuan?! '" I didn't! ' I shouted, but my father said, 'neither your grandmother nor your mother took it! Not who you are! " Then he slapped me in the face. I ran back to my room in tears. I got into the quilt and covered myself. I kept crying inside. I think: only adults in this world are the most unreasonable! Make decisions without evidence. I had a dark night wrongfully. The next morning, I found a hundred yuan in my bed. I think my father dropped it on my bed during his lunch break. It turned out that he dropped it himself and wronged me! I gave the 100 yuan back to my father and told him where he had lost it. My father was ashamed at that time. Sometimes, I feel that adults are too unreasonable! He wronged the child when he did something wrong. Through this, I know what to do. If you want to understand the content of this page, Chu will do it again after being pushed by "read. 4hw. Com. CN". Don't draw conclusions. One thing that makes me feel wronged, one thing that makes me feel wronged
When I heard my mother say "I'm sorry" like a child in front of me, my heart was like overturning a bottle of five flavors. Her arbitrary character was unbearable.
Here's the thing. At noon that day, as soon as I stepped into my house after school, I felt that my home was full of strange atmosphere. I entered my bedroom uneasily. Before I could figure out what was going on, my mother shouted at me, "pigeon, come out, did you take my money?"
"Money? What money?" I asked blankly. composition
"Ten yuan on the tea table!" my mother raised her voice, and the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger.
I also became serious: "what money, I didn't take it!"
"You didn't take it. The money will fly with wings?"
"I don't know!" I shouted hysterically at her.
The air in the house suddenly solidified. After a long silence, my mother's tone softened, but she still believed that I took the money. She said to me "with great sincerity and sincerity": "you are a student. To be an honest child, it's not terrible to make mistakes alone. What I'm afraid of is that I don't change my mistakes..." I squatted aside with my ears covered and said repeatedly: "I didn't take it, I didn't take it, I really didn't take it!"
"Bang!" with the loud noise of closing the door, I rushed into the bedroom and lay on the bed, tears falling silently. The house was as silent as death, but soon after, the sound of mother rummaging through the boxes and cabinets lasted for a while, and finally stopped... Then came the sound of pot shovel collision from the kitchen, and the "Chi Chi" sound of food coming into the pot
I silently shed tears and thought about my mother's ten yuan, which had a lot of origin. I was very unhappy. A few days ago, my mother went shopping and happened to see ten yuan lying on the ground. In fact, several people saw it. Mother stepped forward quickly and got the money as soon as she bent down. Hee ~ hee ~, my mother is not happy to pick up the ten yuan, but she moves quickly. She is not old. She almost grabs the ten yuan from someone else's palm. She takes the ten yuan as a symbol of her victory (Youth). Now the ten yuan is gone for no reason. She can't be in a hurry! But I really didn't take it. I'm an honest child!
During dinner, my mother said to herself awkwardly: "in fact, the money was originally picked up... I picked it up and put it in my bag... Then on the tea table... And then in my bag... Ha ha..."
Mother giggled for a while. Seeing that I didn't respond, she finally squeezed out a sentence: "I'm sorry, Ran Ran, I remember wrong, hey, hey..."
I stopped my chopsticks, looked up at her and sighed silently. Mother's arbitrary character is unbearable! My "grievance" history is me, a naive, lively and cheerful girl.
I have been an official since the first grade of primary school. I have been working hard for six years. Apart from others, I can't stand these semesters. The students put everything on me, and the teacher blamed me. Our head teacher is famous for being nosy and sarcastic!
As for me, I was called 'Tigress' by my classmates. Am I really fierce? I can't stand it myself. I've been wronged a lot. I was wronged in Grade 5. That day I went to school with a little brother. He helped my classmate carry his schoolbag. I had a book and a notebook in my hand. The little brother likes collecting postcards very much. He showed me some. I can't put it down. Maybe he saw my heart and gave us two. I jumped three feet high and came to school happily. When I got to the stairs of grade 5, my good friend Xiaoxue saw the postcard I put between my book and notebook at a glance. She also found it, which was not easy to find. We are good friends. I gave her one when I saw she liked it. Several more students came. They knew that their brother had a postcard and asked him for it. There were more and more people and we were surrounded. After many twists and turns, we came out!
Class, big mouth 'Lao Xu' indiscriminately said I was in the corridor! The teacher blames me if he doesn't blame others. He always satirizes me. I almost cried. They blamed me. I explained, 'I put it between the book and the notebook& hellip;& hellip;' composition
If they don't listen, they scold me. Teacher also