We have experienced many things since childhood! For example: the first time to wash dishes, the first time to go to school, the first time to make a phone call, but the most unforgettable thing for me is the first time to do housework.
One day, I saw my mother washing clothes in the bathroom. There were several big basins on the floor, which were full of water and clothes, and there were many bubbles on them. Looking at my mother busy, I still think it's fun, so I also want to have a try.
So I went to tell my mother what I thought, and her mother agreed. Then, I picked out my small socks and sweaters, learned from my mother's appearance, and first brought a basin of water. Then, I put the clothes and socks in and rubbed them up. However, I couldn't wash them clean. At this time, I saw my mother put some washing powder, so I asked my mother to pour some for me. I began to rub as like as two peas, and soon the water was bubbly, just like my mother's water. I would vigorously rub up, for a while, the clothes are washed clean, my mother also praised me very capable! Then, my mother helped me hang up my little clothes, ah, they are so clean and beautiful!
When I was happy, I felt a little tired, so I ran into my grandmother's room and lay down on the bed. At this time, I felt my heart beat faster and fell asleep unconsciously, and I slept for three hours! composition
After I woke up, I was immediately inspired, I thought: I just washed two clothes, so tired, that mother washed so many clothes, isn't it more tired? Then I will help my mother do more housework in the future! Let mom not feel so tired.
The first time to do housework
Li zhuorei, grade two, Heju primary school, Zhaodong City, Heilongjiang Province
This morning, I finished my homework and thought, what should I do now? Oh, you can do some housework as much as you can. What should we do? How about sweeping the floor! But dad has already swept it. Why don't you mop the floor! Oh, the floor has been dragged by my father. What should we do? I couldn't help scanning the room with my eyes.
Oh, yes, I can see that the glass on the window is dirty, and it seems to have become dull. Then I'll clean it to make the window glass return to its original appearance and make the home more bright. I looked at the glass on the window again and found that it was covered with dust. composition
So, I used a dry cloth to dust off the glass. Ha, a lot of dust! Can't help thinking: there is ash on the glass, need to wipe, people have ash in the heart more to clean. Wet basin to wipe, and then carefully put a piece of water in my stand. I left wipe, right wipe, up wipe, down wipe, a piece of glass, soon revealed the "true face of Lushan", clear and transparent. I can't help humming my own little song: "today we common people, the glass is really clean..." All of a sudden, the stain on a piece of glass can't be wiped off. I have a closer look. It turns out that it's the cement that was stuck on when the house was decorated. What can I do? I thought about it and got it, so I took a small shovel and scraped it gently on the cement spot. I scrape and scrape, I scrape and scrape, and suddenly the shovel fell down. I just heard "Hua La". I thought it was over. The glass was not finished, and it was broken. Welcome to pay attention to wechat: www 4hw for more knowledge. What bad luck! A closer look, a false alarm, the original shovel hit on the ground standing on a piece of glass, I gently relaxed, picked up the shovel to continue to scratch
After a while, I wiped the three pieces of glass in my living room. When my father came back, he couldn't close his mouth and said, "my daughter is so wonderful! I can help my parents with the housework. " As for me, looking at my masterpiece, I feel very happy. Do housework well for the first time! My first goal is to wash the dishes that haven't been washed in the kitchen. I came to the kitchen and piled them all together to wash them one by one. However, the dishes with oil were very slippery and difficult to wash, which made me covered with water. At this time, I was tired and sweating. What should I do? I simply dropped the half washed bowl and quit! When I was ready to go out to play again, I seemed to see the busy figure of my parents after they came home. No way! I must give mom and dad a surprise, can't give up halfway, which I XXX can't do, I am full of energy, I sit down, quietly thinking, with! Mom used to wash dishes with detergent, didn't she? How could I forget such an important thing? I poured some detergent on the plate and washed it again. As expected, it was cleaned up. I didn't waste the power of soot blowing. I finished everything. Yeah!
Next, everything was simple. I swept the floor inside and outside my home with a broom and a duster, and polished the door. Finally, I wiped the bookcase clean with a rag, and divided the books into categories, from small to large, from Chinese to mathematics;
I looked at the house I had cleaned up and felt very happy.
At this time, just listen to the "Ding Ling Ling" the doorbell rang, the original is mom and dad came back, saw the home was cleaned so clean by me, praised me. I was very happy to hear that. I finally tasted the sweetness of labor. Mom works overtime tonight and will come back later. So, I thought: I'm a sixth grade student, what can I do for my mother? Oh! By the way, my mother must be very happy to make a bowl of hot and fragrant noodles and let her have a hot meal as soon as she gets off work.
Do what you say. So I went to the kitchen and got busy. Dad found that I was in a hurry in the kitchen, so he said: 'Jerry, what are you doing? I have to tell you the truth.' I, I want to make a bowl of noodles for my mother. "Good! My good daughter will care about her family when she grows up. "Dad, can you give me some advice, because it's my first time to make noodles, OK? "OK, no problem."
In this way, my father guided me, and I did it in a certain way. I peel off the skin of the onion first, and then cut it into sections with a knife. 'be careful, Jerry,' my father reminds me from time to time. Then I cut some ginger. Then, I turn on the gas stove, wait for the pan to dry, pour oil on it, shake it to make the oil area larger, and then pour in the ginger and scallion! 'I don't want to make a face at my father. 'don't be naughty, it's going to burn! 'Dad reminds me. I quickly pour water into the pot, and then add salt and other spices. After a while, the water boiled. 'good! Put noodles in it. 'My father urged me. After boiling, I also opened nearly two eggs. It's more nutritious. Mother is too hard, I want to mend her body. 'I said to my father as I cooked. Dad nodded and laughed. After a few minutes, the noodles opened again, and I put the parsley into the pot. Because I heard my mother say that it would be better to put coriander in the noodles. be accomplished! I put the noodles into a bowl, and a bowl of delicious noodles is ready.
By making noodles this time, I know how hard my mother usually works. She was tired after working all day, but she had to cook for the whole family. I will help my mother do some housework and share his worries, because I have grown up! composition
From small to large, we have been educated and inspired in countless firsts, and we have grown up and matured in countless firsts. Sometimes the first time is joyful, sometimes the first time is heartbreaking, but it is with these first times that life becomes colorful. The more the first times in life, the more colorful life will be.
From birth to now, I don't know how many firsts I have experienced: the first time to do housework, the first time to go to school, the first time to walk at night & hellip;, but the most unforgettable one is the first time to stop. Whenever I recall that experience, I always have a burning feeling on my face.
It was in the fifth grade of primary school. Although it happened two years later, I still feel like it happened yesterday. It was a math class. I quarreled with my deskmate and was found by the teacher. The teacher first asked my deskmate to get up and answer the questions. If he couldn't answer the questions, the teacher called me. What I answered was incoherent. At this time, the teacher yelled: "what did you two do just now? 'I told the teacher that my deskmate scolded me just now, but my deskmate blindly denied it. As a result, the teacher was angry and was punished to stand outside the classroom. My deskmate stood outside the door as if nothing had happened, but I was very sad. After all, in the eyes of teachers and classmates, I was a good student. In addition, I always had a good face. Now I was punished for standing, and it was the first time I was punished by a teacher since I was a student. My intuition was that I was a little embarrassed, and my lungs were even going to explode. I didn't know how to get out of class I can't describe how hard it is to be misunderstood by all the students who passed by me;
Since then, my life seems to have changed. I feel that the sunshine is no longer bright, even dazzling; the birds on the playground are no longer pleasant, and even laugh at me. It took two months to walk out of this shadow. composition
Now after more than two years, I still can't forget. After all, that experience made me deeply feel the pain. Although it was a very unpleasant experience, it made me grow up. As Zhou Sushan said: the more the first time in my life, the more colorful my life will be! The first time I eat chicken, I have experienced many firsts, such as: the first time I do housework, the first time I wash my face, the first time I go to kindergarten I have experienced all these, but one thing is that I ate chicken food for the first time, which makes me most unforgettable.
When I was three or four years old, my mother took me to visit grandma's house. Grandma's house was in the countryside. We took several hours to get to grandma's house. Grandma saw me and was so happy that she quickly let us into the house.
Grandma's family raised a lot of chickens. I had never seen chicken before. I thought it was very funny, so I chased chickens all over the yard. After a while, the chickens seemed unable to run. They went back to the straw pile and cackled. I was probably hungry. Grandma heard the call, put a pot of chicken food in front of the chicken, poured in their trough, every time grandma watched the chicken eat. I saw the chicken eating with relish. I think, chicken food must be very fragrant, otherwise, why they eat so fragrant!
I said: "grandma, I want to eat too!" Grandma said, "don't eat it. You can't eat it. It's for chickens." I caught a handful of chicken food and ate it when grandma didn't pay attention. "Ah! It's terrible! Wu... " I cried. Grandma knew everything and sat beside laughing. composition
I understand, the original people have people's food, animals have animal food, I think I am very silly, silly lovely, silly ridiculous. Sometimes, we must listen to adults! But it won't happen again!
Three years of Hongyan foreign language school