Whenever you finish your homework, give it to the teacher and get the stars. I will think of the scene when the kindergarten teacher class just started writing.
It is a sunny afternoon, and the children in the classroom are singing happily. Very good. Soon, after singing, a teacher came in to teach us to write. She first drew some Tian Zige on the blackboard, and then wrote a word "big". Let's take out Tian Zi's book and write two lines of "big" on it. I wrote and wrote, but I couldn't write well, either staggered or didn't work hard when I wrote. It took me a long time to write this word, and there were many scratches on it. After a while, the students finished writing, and the teacher wrote a word "small" on it. She told us that the tick under the word "small" must be written, and it would be wrong not to write it. The two points next to it must be on both sides of the vertical center line of Tian Zige, which will be much better. The teacher regards this word as homework, and he has to write five lines a day, and school will be over soon.
When I get home, the first thing I do is to do my homework, otherwise my mother will tell me because my mother didn't go to work today. In a short time, I finished it and gave it to my mother for inspection. My mother quickly said, "rewrite, what is this?" I can't understand it. "My mother's thunderous words made me very sad. I thought to myself, it's not you, it's the teacher. But I turned my head and thought: tonight is too careless, and the writing is too bad. If I don't rewrite it today, the teacher will let me write it tomorrow, so I started writing again, but it's not good. At this time, my mother came up to me and said, "Write slowly, don't worry, you just have to be serious, follow the paste slowly, and then write again, and you will write well." "Sure enough, the next day, I got a star.
In fact, the difficulty is not so difficult to deal with. If you meet them, don't back down and don't give up. As long as you have a clear goal, you will always beat them. As the saying goes, "Where there is a will, there is a way"! Look, my handwriting is often praised by teachers now. People will always experience some things in their life. Some things may be forgotten by us after the erosion of time, but some things are unforgettable. It may be funny or sad. I have such a thing in my head.
One autumn, I was in a big class in kindergarten. I don't know why, but the teacher gave us a week's holiday. My mother took me to live with my grandmother. The persimmon trees planted by grandma's family are in the mature season, and grandma refuses to eat them, saying that she will send some big ones to her neighbors first, and then we will eat them. I am a greedy kitten! I have long planned to "taste" my neighbors first.
I've been thinking about that red persimmon. At noon the next day, guests came to the house, and the adults all entertained them. Nobody noticed me. I ate a few mouthfuls of rice and sneaked out.
I tried to "steal" a persimmon around the persimmon tree to eat. First I jumped to get the persimmon down, and then I found a small bench, but the persimmon was too high to reach! I'm so anxious under the tree that I want to eat persimmon at once. Suddenly, my eyes lit up: mom can take off her clothes from a height with a hanger, so I can't pick persimmons with a stick?
I quickly found a bamboo pole in the yard, put one end next to a persimmon and knocked it-the persimmon just landed on the sponge mat that grandma took out to dry, without breaking. I quickly grabbed the persimmon and ate it with relish.
Childhood has given us many happy times and left many good memories. This is a life journey that each of us must go through.
The interesting childhood story of "stealing persimmons" is fresh in my memory and will never be forgotten!
Chapter 2: Self-made fruit iced milk tea.
When I was a child, there were many interesting things, just like the stars in the sky. One of them was to eat fruit iced milk tea, which made me unforgettable.
At the age of six, the sun was shining and the spring was warm in bloom. I was walking with my friends when I saw a juice shop squeezing cherries. I thought, isn't that a cherry? There are many in my backyard!
So, my friend and I said, "let's make fruit iced milk tea!" Come home with me if you want to eat! "
We got home soon, and our friends scrambled to pick fruit in the backyard. I am responsible for washing the fruit, cutting it, squeezing it in the juicer, putting the juice in the cup, freezing it in the refrigerator 1 hour, taking it out, and adding shredded bread, shredded strawberry, shredded chocolate and milk. This is how fruit iced milk tea was born.
In the backyard, my friends and I enjoyed it happily, ah! How delicious!
Chapter 3: An interesting thing.
It's sunny, and I'm sitting here thinking of my naughty childhood.
Once, my mother bought me some beautiful and lovely little goldfish. The eyes are big, the body is like a flower, the tail is transparent, and it emits faint light from time to time.
Hazy and bright. The first thing I do after I get up is to see my little goldfish and watch them swim and chase in the water. They are as happy as they look. I am happy to see them, and I am happy to go to school.
Whenever night falls, I go to my room to play with the little goldfish. Sometimes, when I point my finger at the goldfish, the goldfish suddenly runs away, which makes me laugh. Sometimes I catch the goldfish by the tail and throw it from a very high place. Who won? Don't know; Sometimes, I throw small things at the little goldfish, but the little goldfish is very clever and avoids it at once. Not convinced, I threw it again and finally hit a goldfish. You can't be proud! Modesty makes people progress, while pride makes people lag behind. continue ...
A week later, three goldfish died immediately, and the next day, two more died. I think I had too much trouble with them before. Since then, I have stopped playing with small goldfish. However, two days later, all the little goldfish died.
Because of my naughty, these little goldfish left life early.
Article 4: braid the kitten.
Everyone's childhood fun is like the stars in the sky, countless. And my childhood anecdotes are like shells on the beach, which can't be picked up. Among them, there is an interesting thing that I will never forget. Now, let me take my time.
This interesting thing happened in the summer vacation the year before last. That day, I went to my grandmother's house to play. I have nothing to do, no one to play with me and no good TV programs. Inadvertently, I saw grandma's kitten Mimi who was taking a nap. An idea quickly came to my mind: braid the kitten.
Do it. I first took out some pink hair ropes from the cupboard, and then took out the comb. Then I ran to the kitten. I combed Mimi's hair with a comb first, but Mimi didn't notice. I quickly tied a few braids on the left, but the one on the right hasn't been tied yet. It sleeps on its side. My left side is easy to tie, but my right side is not! I have another good idea: scratch its left side. Just do it. Hey, that's good! I quickly tied the braid on the right side again. After a careful look at my "labor achievements", I feel something is missing. By the way, I put the bow on my head on Mimi's tail. "Oh, You're screwed.!" I am talking to myself excitedly. At this time, grandma came out and said to me, "Don't do this again!" ""oh. "I'm not happy to say. But grandma laughed when she saw the funny look of the kitten!
This interesting story is really funny. I can't help laughing when I think about it now. Impressive!
Chapter Five: Interesting Childhood Stories
Streams are the childhood of the sea, flowers are the childhood of fruits, and the past is the childhood of the future. Under the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are calling for summer. Whenever I hear this song, my childhood memories are shown in my mind like movies.
What happened in childhood is like a colorful kaleidoscope. Interesting things, interesting things, silly things and silly things are displayed in my mind the most. I remember one time, my grandmother bought jiaozi, and I also went. Just before I went to the table, my mother said, "Go and get my mother vinegar!" " I didn't say anything, so I ran to the kitchen and handed a bottle of black stuff to my mother. After my mother poured it, I picked up jiaozi and ate it. Just after two bites, my mother said, "It's salty. Not vinegar, but soy sauce. " After that, I immediately drank a big mouthful of water, and the family laughed on their backs. I also laughed silly with everyone.
Because of this, I was teased by my family for a long time. Until I understood the truth, it was never forgotten by my family.
Chapter 6: Interesting stories of my childhood.
Whenever I read the article "Catch the Sea", I always think of interesting things in my childhood.
I remember listening to my mother when I was a child, saying that when I grew up and went to college, I could be a big official by car. I am envious, so I study hard every day.
One day, I heard aunt Wang and her mother upstairs say, "Xiaoming downstairs was admitted to the university because he drank too much pen water." "Yes!" Mother echoed her.
After listening downstairs, I thought: my chance to enter the university is coming soon. Then, I went to my father's study to get a bottle of pen water and drank it all at once. I feel an avalanche in my stomach after drinking it. I was so sad that I called my mother and said, "mom, I just finished drinking pen water, and now my stomach is so sad." Come on. " After that, I don't know anything
When I woke up, I found myself in the hospital. When I got home from the hospital, my neighbors said I was a "silly girl". Oh, what a pity!
Although this is really a stupid thing, I think it is really interesting now.
Chapter 7: Terror "Experiment"
When I was a child, I always liked to do experiments, but they were all experiments with quotation marks. Someone lit the lawn with a lighter and collected cigarettes with glass bottles. Someone dug up termites and put them in mineral water bottles to fight with 20 black ants in the field. Someone sprayed 502 glue on wasps to make wasp specimens ... countless, and I became the famous drug king "Ouyang Crazy" in my childhood community. Next, I will tell you about the wonderful process of my thrilling big experiment.
A scorpion, a centipede, a spider, a bee, a steel glass box, a solid one with a lid, and several partitions (the abandoned big fish-covered rainbow is also acceptable).
Put them in four places separated by partitions for a while, and then take out a partition (because my box is cylindrical and their territory is fan-shaped). In the first game, the scorpion struggled with the wasp, only to see the scorpion's pliers and tail needle scratching and stabbing, and the wasp flew up and down randomly and hit the glass above, just hit by the scorpion's tail needle, and then shredded and eaten with pliers.
In the second duel, the centipede ate the cobwebs as soon as it appeared. Later, it didn't know what black water sprayed on its front foot and hit the spider, so it was reimbursed.
In the last game, the scorpion won.
This is the horrible "experiment". It's exciting, but don't imitate it.
Chapter 8: The happiest day
Every time I see this photo, I will think of the magnificent fireworks show, which is deeply imprinted in my mind. ...
That day was my happiest day. After dinner, my family went to see fireworks. On the way, we were talking and laughing when suddenly we heard a loud noise, "Ah, the fireworks show has started!" " "My mother is busy taking me to the square. When I came here, I was attracted by the crowded square, but it doesn't matter if I squeeze into the fireworks show. Suddenly, a spark lit up and the whole square was as bright as shining sunshine. Then more and more sparks, more and more how bright, formed the "Chinese New Year" four characters. People cheered, and the square immediately became lively, and then all kinds of fireworks were set off. The most spectacular one is the "waterfall", which seems to fly in the air in vain, and the silver flowers are everywhere, which is spectacular. The most beautiful one is the "meteor shower". First, sparks are ejected, and then they explode with a bang. Countless sparks are scattered on the earth, as beautiful as meteors. ...
Look, this photo records the happiest time of my childhood, and I will cherish it forever.
Choose for yourself.
Hope to adopt, thank you.
Please write an unforgettable short story about the story in class. Junior high school level.
It rained all night last night, but it's good to get up early. I came to school early in the morning and walked into the classroom. I found a shiny sign on the platform. I ran over and took a closer look. Hey! It turned out to be a snail crawling.
Speaking of snails, I am no stranger at all: it carries a spiral house all day, stretches its soft body and crawls slowly forward with flat sucker-like feet; Without bones, the whole body is almost muscle; There are two pairs of antenna-like antennae in the head, one in front and the other in the back, the front is small and the back is large; He is a glutton for sleep.
Probably my classmates found what I was looking for and asked. When I told them the secret, they joined the search for snails.
"I found it!" I shouted excitedly and my classmates gathered around. Probably because the snail had never seen so many people before, it was scared to shake two pairs of tiny tentacles warily.
Perhaps Zhou Jun thought the snail was too cute, and with a flick of his finger, the snail quickly shrank into the hard shell. Zhou Jun's "hand" provoked a burst of abuse from his classmates.
Maybe the snail forgot the pain after healing the scar. After a while, the snail poked its head out of its villa again. As soon as it came out, it seemed to remember something and shrank back quickly. Seeing that there was no danger around, the snail slowly poked its little head out of its shell. The students all burst out laughing.
This interesting snail makes the students want to catch it for fun. Zhang Ning was the last to get the snail because he was short and weak. In this way, a snail passed around in our hands. How can a small snail stand the students' toss and turn? Soon there will be only one breath left. At this moment, I heard Zhang Ning Mosquito hum: "The snail is dying, and a little life is coming to an end!" " Although Zhang Ning's words were very light, they sounded like a bomb to the students.
I wonder when the teacher came. He gently took the snail from Zhang Ning and put it on the platform. He solemnly said to us: "there is no distinction between high and low in life. People are a life, ants are a life, and snails are also a life." In the big family of nature, human life and snail life are equal. " Then the teacher showed us the snail's eyes. From its eyes, I seem to see the helplessness of the snail.
Although it has been a semester, the teacher's words have left a deep imprint on my heart.
What is the most unforgettable story that happened around you during your three years in college?
When I was in college, queuing at the gate of Xinhua Bookstore at night made me most unforgettable. Among college students, the younger ones are 17 and 18 years old, and the older ones are 34 and 35 years old. Everyone is very conscious and feels happy to have books to read. I remember that once the teacher told us to buy books, Xinhua Bookstore didn't open until the next day. Many students lined up with me at the gate of Beijing Xinhua Bookstore at night, because they were very excited and wanted to get the books as soon as possible and start studying.
At that time, college students not only meant better living conditions, but also a real honor. Moreover, my children sometimes tell me that work is boring and life is boring, but our generation of college students will not. We are full of sense of responsibility and mission to our country. Although it was later found that this sometimes restricted my personal development, the advantage was that I had a strong sense of meaning and was easy to feel happy.
University is a very dazzling beginning for me, providing a starting point to change my life. For me, without this starting point, there is nothing behind.
200 words: I have heard such a story.
This happened to me. Whenever I see someone give up their seat on the bus, I will think of it. This incident not only made me feel ashamed, but also made me admire a stranger.
One Sunday morning a year ago. I went to my father's office by bus after class. As soon as I got on the bus, I quickly grabbed an empty seat and sat down without looking. Then I looked into the carriage, and there were so many people inside. The whole carriage is like a sardine can, side by side, crowded.
I was sitting leisurely and looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window when an old woman got on the bus. "Walking towards my row of seats, I thought: There are still many stops to dad's office, so it's very tiring to be squeezed into the crowd after giving up my seat. Do you want to rent it or not? While I was hesitating, a young man stood up and said to his grandmother, "Grandma, you can take my seat." Then, he carefully helped his grandmother to sit down, and he always leaned back in his seat, holding the handrail with one hand and desperately resisting the crowded place. Seeing that grandma had a seat, I didn't think much, and continued to enjoy the scenery.
After several stops, only people came up from the front door, but no people went out from the back door, which made the carriage more crowded. I saw the young man's face was covered with sweat, his back was gradually bent, and he stood very hard. Finally, at the terminal, there were a lot of people getting off, and the young man and I were going to get off. Everyone pushed me to the door. Suddenly, I don't know who hit the young man on the leg. I walked out of the bus with a "question mark" and saw the young man sitting on the side of the road, rolling up his trouser legs to check the wound. Ah! It turned out to be an injured leg, and the knee was tightly wrapped with gauze. He's hurt!
Five pursuits ~ Unforgettable stories with parents (200 ~300 words)
Twenty-four Filial Piety _ Wearing colorful clothes to support parents
In the Tang Dynasty, there was a man named Yang, who was very poor, but very filial, and supported his parents by begging. So people call him Yang Qi. All the food he asked for was taken home to his parents. His parents didn't taste it. He was hungry and didn't dare to taste it first. If there is wine, kneel down and hold it to your parents. When your parents take the cup, they will get up and sing and dance like children, which makes your parents very happy. Some people sympathize with his poverty and suggest that he work for others and support his relatives with his income. Yang Qi replied, "My parents are old. If they work for others and are too far away from home, they cannot serve them in time. " The listener thinks he is really a dutiful son. Later, when his parents died, he begged for a coffin burial. On the first and fifteenth day of the first month, I went to the grave with food to cry and sacrifice. There is a poem praising Yue.
Begging for wine, respecting relatives, singing and dancing to learn the charm; Entertainment makes people laugh, and the spring breeze keeps blowing around the room.
Twenty-four filial piety _ crying bamboo gives birth to bamboo shoots
In the Three Kingdoms, there was a dutiful son named Meng. He lost his father when he was a child and his family was poor. Mother and son live together. When she grew up, her mother was old and sick. Whatever his mother wants to eat, he tries his best to satisfy her. One day, my mother was very ill and wanted to eat bamboo shoots to make soup, but it was winter and it was snowing heavily. Where do bamboo shoots come from? He was helpless and couldn't think of any good way, so he ran to the bamboo forest and cried bitterly. I cried for a long time, but I felt hot all over and the wind was very hot. When he opened his eyes, the surrounding snow and ice melted and the vegetation changed from dry to green. Then he looked carefully and found that there were many bamboo shoots around him. His filial piety touched the world. He let his mother eat bamboo shoots, and she recovered. There is a poem that says:
Tears dripping in the cold wind, rustling bamboo; In a little while, the winter bamboo shoots will come out, and God will bring peace.
Twenty-four Filial Piety _ Fighting Tiger to Save Father
During the Jin Dynasty, there was a dutiful son named Yang Xiang. At the age of fourteen, he often followed his father to harvest crops in the fields. One day, suddenly a tiger took his father away. At that time, Yang Xiang was unarmed, but he deeply knew that he had to save his father, so regardless of his own danger, he immediately climbed up the tiger's back and held the tiger's neck tightly. The tiger finally let go and ran away. His father escaped from the jaws of death and saved his life. There is a poem that says:
The mountains meet the white forehead and struggle against hurricanes; Father and son are safe and sound, out of the jaws of death.
Twenty-four filial piety _ deer milk serves relatives
During the Zhou Dynasty, there was a man named Zanzi, who was very filial from an early age. His parents are old, both have eye diseases and want to eat deer milk. Tanzi thought hard and finally came up with a solution. So he put on deerskin and went to the deer in the deep mountains, hoping to get deer milk to worship his parents, but he was not found by hunters. Just as the hunter raised his bow and arrow to shoot him, he hurriedly shouted, "I put on deerskin to get deer milk for my parents with eye diseases, and mix it with deer to get deer milk." "The hunter knew it wasn't a deer, so he put down his bow and arrow and didn't shoot him. He was amazed at his filial piety. There are poems praising yue:
Dear old deer milk, wearing a brown sweater; If you don't talk loudly, the arrow will return in the mountain.
Twenty-four filial piety _ cage negative mother return
Bao Chu, the word study room, Xinfeng people at the end of Han Dynasty. He was born tall and filial. One day, when he was not at home, a group of robbers took his mother away. Bao was furious and rushed to Chu Jun. He grabbed a knife and ran after it. Killed more than a dozen thieves along the way, finally caught up with the robber who robbed his mother and saw her tied up with the neighbor woman in the distance. With a loud roar, he pushed forward. The thieves saw that he was fierce and unstoppable, and they were scared to flee. Baochu forgot to chase the enemy and ran straight ahead, kowtowing and confessing. Kneeling to untie my mother and old neighbors and liberate them to go home. Later, when the war broke out, he served his mother and took refuge in Nanyang. When the thief is pacified, the mother misses her hometown. However, the sedan chair is difficult to walk on the road. Bao thought for a long time, made a bamboo cage, let his mother sit in it and took her home. Later generations have poems to praise:
Saving the mother is treading on thin ice, and Qian Shan Wanshui shoulders it carefully; More risks benefit perseverance, and filial piety is unparalleled.
Twenty-four Filial Piety _ Abandoning Officials and Serving Parents
Pan Yue, a native of Zhongmou, Xingyang, whose name was Anren, was then the magistrate of Heyang County. He is very filial. After his father died, he took his mother to work anywhere. He likes planting flowers and trees. Over time, all the peaches and plums he planted have become forests. Every year when the flowers bloom, he always chooses a sunny day to help his mother enjoy the flowers in the forest. One year, my mother was ill and wanted to go home. When Pan Yue learned of his mother's wish, he immediately resigned and went back to his hometown to commemorate his mother. Shangguan repeatedly retained. He said, "What kind of son am I if I am greedy for money and don't listen to my mother?" Shangguan was moved by his filial piety and allowed him to resign. After returning home, his mother recovered. When the family is poor, he grows vegetables and sells them, and then buys back the vegetables that his mother loves. He also feeds a flock of sheep and milks his mother every day. Under his careful care, my mother spent her old age peacefully. The poem says:
Abandon the official from the mother's filial piety and return to the sheep to plow the field; In order to nourish mother and restore future happiness.
Twenty-four Filial Piety _ Single Clothes and Shun Mothers
The Zhou Dynasty was a dutiful son. When his mother died young, his father pitied him for lack of food and clothing, so he married his stepmother to take care of Min Zikai. A few years later, the stepmother gave birth to two sons, and the children gradually became cold. One year, winter came and dad didn't come home. My stepmother is eccentric in making cotton-padded clothes, while her son uses thick cotton wool and his son uses reed tidbits. One day, my father came back and asked Zi Qian to help pull the cart out. It was cold outside and his clothes were cold, but he put up with it silently and said nothing to his father. Later, the cotton cloth on Zi Qian's shoulder was worn out by the rope. When the father saw the reed flowers in the cotton cloth, he knew that his son was abused by his stepmother and would divorce his wife when he came home. Min Zikai saw her stepmother and two younger brothers crying. They were inseparable, so she knelt down and begged her father to say, "If mom is alone, she will get a little cold;" If the mother is thrown out, all three children will catch a cold. "Zi Qian's filial piety touched her stepmother and made her repent. Since then, mother and son have been filial and happy. There are poems praising yue:
Min has a good husband, who once complained about his stepmother; The mother stood in front of the car and the third son was protected from the wind and frost.
Twenty-four filial piety _ selling one's body to bury one's father
There was a famous dutiful son named Dong Mingyong in the Han Dynasty. His family is poor. After his father died, Yong Dong had no money for the funeral, so he had to borrow money from the landlord to bury his father. After the funeral, Yong Dong went to the landlord's house to work and pay back the money, and met a beautiful woman on the way. Stop Yong Dong from proposing to Yong Dong. Yong Dong remembered that he was penniless and owed money to the landlord, so he refused. The woman stopped and said that she didn't love money. She loves him only because of his good character. Yong Dong was helpless and had to take her to the landlord's house to help. That woman is clever and weaves like a fly. She worked day and night, and it took only one month to weave 300 feet of fine silk and pay off the debts of the landlord. On the way home, when they came to a locust tree, the woman said goodbye to Yong Dong. According to legend, this woman is the seven fairies in the sky. Because Yong Dong was kind-hearted, the seven fairies were moved by his filial piety and came down to help him. There is a poem that says:
Bury my father, lend it to Kong brothers, and meet strangers; Weaving thread to pay off debts, filial piety touches the sky.
Please adopt! ! !
6.2. In our life, mom and dad get along with us day and night, and some unforgettable stories have happened.
Let's talk about recent events. When I leave home, I usually feel that my father is not particularly friendly. I packed a bag of melon seeds in my bag and insisted on giving me 200 yuan when I took the train. Farewell Station No matter how noisy you are with your parents, your's feelings will never change.
Write a 450-word composition on "Unforgettable Teachers". Who is your most unforgettable teacher? Choose one of them to write a composition and ask for something specific.
There will be many teachers in a copywriter, who may leave an indelible impression on you. They left an indelible impression on me in my primary school. She is my head teacher, Miss Tang.
Miss Tang is not tall, black curls, with bright eyes. She looks very energetic.
Teacher Tang treats us as friends, and we trust her very much. Once, my grades in all three subjects were declining. I was in a hurry and didn't know what to do. At this time, I remembered what Teacher Tang usually told us, and I could tell her everything that bothered me. I got up the courage to find Mr. Tang who was resting. Teacher Tang saw me come in and asked me what I wanted to do. I said I wanted to talk to her. Teacher Tang is very happy. Immediately took me to the conference room. After sitting down, I told all my unhappiness. Teacher Tang helped me analyze it, and I also know how to improve my grades. Teacher Tang also told me to raise my hand and have confidence in myself when answering questions in class, no matter whether the answer is right or wrong. If you get it right, you will be happy and confident. Don't be depressed when I get the wrong answer. Try to get it right next time.
Eight eager to forget these five years? The story around me, the material of this essay is only the material, and I want to write the rest myself ~
The unforgettable first few years passed by in a hurry, and when I look back, I have reached the sixth grade of primary school.
It was unforgettable, beautiful and harmonious, and countless first times rippled in my heart like undulating waves. They are so kind and familiar.
In the colorful primary school life.