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An impressive thing

An impressive thing

In the pocket of time old man, there are innumerable pieces of wood, which are engraved with everything I have done; a wronged thing, a happy one. Welcome to pay attention to wechat: www 4hw for more knowledge. One thing... Up to now, I still think of the thing that I couldn't wash when I jumped into the Yellow River from time to time

On that day, the sun was shining in the sky, and the flowers were smiling at me. My heart was so excited that I was about to jump out of my chest. Because my father promised me to climb the mountain, don't mention the joy. But... "Wenwen, where's my 100 yuan? Did you take it? "

A sharp voice came from my grandfather's bedroom. I rushed to clarify this matter, but my grandfather had been waiting for me outside the bedroom. Looking at his suspicious eyes, my heart suddenly cooled. He said loudly, "you must have taken my money. Please hand it in." Then he stretched out his calloused hands. I said wrongly: "grandfather, I didn't take the money." "It's not you who took it. Is it difficult or a ghost? You are the only child in our family, and adults won't take it. Who else is there besides you. "But I..." before he finished, my grandfather said, "don't explain, as long as you hand in the money, you won't be" fried meat with bamboo shoots ", otherwise..." I looked at my grandfather ' Care about the 100 yuan, just care about your personality. " With that, he walked away slowly... For this matter, I cried for a long time, but I didn't go to climb the mountain. I thought: grandfather is the opposite of Bao Zheng, regardless of right and wrong. composition

Although this matter has been gradually forgotten in grandfather's mind with the erosion of memory, it is an indelible shadow in my heart. An impressive thing, childhood, there are many happy and interesting things, they are flowing with time and I have forgotten, however, there is an impressive thing, I will never forget. Once, I was writing with a neutral pen, and suddenly I felt that writing was not smooth. So I pulled out the refill and sucked. After a while, I felt something was wrong. So I spit on the trash can. Ah! The saliva is all black oil of gel pen. So, I've got black oil! Coincidentally, that day, I was at home alone and I didn't know what to do. I just feel dizzy, more and more pain in my stomach, more and more difficult to breathe & hellip; & hellip; no, if I die so easily, my mother will not understand how I died. by the way! I have to write a will: will 1, I died of drinking ink, please don't panic (because of careless drinking when repairing pen). 2. My legacy belongs to my brother, a total of 5 yuan and 3 jiao. Er Mao on July 13, 2007, I remember that some words could not be written at that time, they were replaced by pinyin. After I wrote my will, I drew another chapter. Am I going to die? Am I going to die? I feel dizzy again. I've reached the limit. I put my will on the big table and waited to die. Suddenly, my mother called. I raised my hand and answered the phone. When I said this, my mother immediately cried out on the phone: 'stupid! Go to the bathroom and rinse off the ink. 'I ran to the bathroom, turned on the tap, washed my mouth again and again with a mouthwash cup, and finally the water turned clean. I went back to the table and felt in good spirits. I didn't feel any discomfort. Ah! It's psychological effect, a waste of emotion! Although this is the first grade summer vacation, but I still remember, how unforgettable a thing! An impressive thing, an impressive thing

There are many impressive things in my mind, but one thing impresses me especially.

On a sunny afternoon, my father took out a new dress, ready to cut the tag on the dress, but my father still didn't move the scissors. My father began to look for the reason why the scissors didn't move. Is it because of aging or rust? But this is just a fantasy in my mind, because this pair of scissors just bought soon, and finally found that the two sides of the scissors adhesive, but also instant glue, my father asked my mother and I: "who is it, with scissors to cut instant glue?" I immediately answered loudly, "it's not me, it's not me!" Dad muttered and began to find a way to remove the glue from the scissors, but it was not easy. Dad was scraping with a knife, and my mother and I were busy trying to find a way together. Because I was a little guilty, so I said: "I remember when I was in the aviation model class, teacher Fang said that in case the glue gets to the wrong place, it can be removed with hot water." But at this time, my father's hand was bleeding. I quickly bandaged it for my father and said with guilt, "I didn't think of a way. How can you break it with your hands and see how much blood has been shed."

After dinner, I apologized to my father, and his father forgave me. But when I think of this, I feel bad. I secretly said to myself, "boys must be brave in doing things in the future!" Composition is an impressive thing in my memory, I have experienced a lot of things, some people are elated, some people are angry, some things are tearful. Among them, when I live alone, I am most impressed.

That night, mom and dad went out, leaving me alone at home. Although mom and dad said not afraid, when they left, I was afraid. I did my homework first, and then I heard "Dong not Dong... " My first reaction is: there is a ghost at home. Although I know there is no ghost in the world, it still seems to be possessed. I was so scared that I didn't even dare to go out of the atmosphere. My heart was pounding, as if a rabbit was hopping around in my heart. I always felt that a disaster could be hard to hit me at any time. Finally overcome the fear, listen carefully, it is the tap dripping sound!

So I continued to do my homework. But after a while, I heard "Pa Pa Pa, Pa Pa Pa, Gu Lu, Gu Lu..." Is there a mysterious beast coming? I think. I trembled one by one, I wanted to shout, I wanted to run, and then I wanted to cry I slowly, slowly control myself, pay attention to listen, hi! It's the sound of the ball! It seems that I'm over nervous again.

It seems that we can't be so timid. We should exercise our courage. It was a day when cicadas were singing on the branches. The sun was baking the earth and the house was as hot as a steamer. I sat at home for a long time thinking about the composition "people in summer". What should people write in summer? My mind is blank. I don't know what material to choose to write. I'm as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Alas!

My father and mother are not at home, and my sister is going to make up lessons again, and the composition will be handed in tomorrow. What should I do? I have to figure it out myself. So I drank a cup of cold water, took out the book "Introduction to composition" and watched it attentively. I read this passage from "how to select materials": "the selection of materials should be true, and the truth comes from life. As long as you pay attention to the things around you, there will be writing materials. 'I get inspiration from the book. Yes, people should go out to observe what they are doing in summer. When I walked along the river, I saw that the leaves on both sides did not move, and there was no wind. My clothes were drenched with sweat. It's so easy to get to the bridge.

At this time, my eyes a bright, under the scorching sun, a uniformed police uncle, holding a baton standing on the traffic post, maintain traffic order. He's not tall, he's sharp eyed, he's bright, he's serious. The red face, sweat, but he did not care, still meticulously command the pedestrian and vehicle traffic. Occasionally, he took a few steps to help the old man cross the road. I saw his uniform wet and his skin was black and red. I was moved by him. I think: the police uncle braved the scorching sun to stick to his post, this is not the spirit of selfless work? This is really worthy of our praise! I ran home and wrote what I saw as the material of people in summer. As a result, the teacher wrote the word 'true' on my composition.

Through this writing, I realize that the material of composition comes from real life. As long as you pay more attention to observation, there will be writing materials. Although it has been two years since, it has always encouraged me to summon up courage and find ways to overcome difficulties in my study. In my mind, there are many unforgettable things, one after another, one after another, just like the stars in the sky and the dust on the earth. However, one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind, so that I will never forget.

It was an autumn noon, my mother took me to "Wanda International Cinema" to see the film "Tangshan earthquake". Because we were not familiar with the road, we inquired everywhere and finally found the entrance to the cinema. After buying the ticket, it was another "investigation" and found the studio where the film of "Tangshan earthquake" was broadcast, and sat in the prescribed position, waiting for the start of the film.

It's about ten minutes away. At this time, I suddenly put forward a very stupid question: "Mom, can we go to the wrong studio?" Mother was quite surprised: "how can it be?" I said, "I'll go out and have a look.". "No, the movie is about to start!" But I insisted on going, in my "stubborn", my mother finally agreed. I immediately stood up, three and two steps down the steps, saw an exit, immediately pushed the door open without hesitation, and stepped out. With the development of science and technology, the development of science and technology has become more and more important! What's the matter with you? What's the matter with you! The objective of this study was to develop a high-performance and high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high-performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance high performance I'm not sure I'll be able to help you We're going to have to talk to you about this. We're going to talk about this. We're going to talk about it. We're going to talk about it. We're going to talk about it. We're going to talk about it. We're going to talk about it. We're going to talk about it. We're going to talk about it. We're going to talk about it?

Afterwards, my mother complained to me and said, "you don't see what door you're going through. It's an emergency exit. It can be opened from the inside, but it can't be opened from the outside." "Mm-hmm." I agreed foolishly on the surface, but I thought about the aunt in my heart. Her simplicity, her kindness, her love, especially her quality of doing good deeds without leaving a name, are worth learning. With these points, she can be called a living "female Lei Feng"! Her kind face will always be deeply imprinted in my mind.