In daily study, work or life, everyone has come into contact with composition more or less. Composition is a narrative in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in their memory in written form. Way. How to write an essay to avoid making mistakes? The following is an excellent essay on grievance that I compiled for you. I hope it will be helpful to you. Excellent Grievance Composition 1

There are many flavors in life, there is the taste of happiness, which is sweet; there is the taste of sadness, which is bitter; there is the taste of pain, which is hot; There is also the feeling of grievance, which is sour... because I have experienced such a sour feeling.

It was a sunny evening, and the afterglow of the sun shone on my face. I looked particularly cheerful, like a little flower blooming happily, enjoying the spread of the afterglow... Of course, I will not let such a good opportunity pass by. It can be seen that I took out my mobile phone casually, and I was very anxious. I wanted to keep that beautiful afterglow forever. When I turned on the mobile phone, I saw this scene - QQ on the mobile phone. Because one person sent me more than 20 messages in the competition, and because I was afraid that the sun’s afterglow would go away, I took a photo first and immediately went to check my phone. Maybe someone came to me in an emergency.

What surprised me was that Xiao Ming actually sent me more than 20 messages because he was in a bad mood. What I didn’t expect was that the ones I sent were abusive, and I asked Did he make a mistake? He said, your sister is wrong. I said, as for who, I didn’t mess with you, he said, because I wanted to curse, I don’t care what he said, I don’t want to refute him, Because I understand that when a person is in a bad mood, soon he will change his face and immediately say to me, "I'm sorry," and I understand his mood. Who knows, time and time again, he will scold me after apologizing... ..."Every Buddha has done it." Finally, I couldn't bear it any more, so I had no choice but to delete him. I really don’t understand what’s wrong with me and why he takes it out on me. I’m not a balloon, I have a personality. If he scolds me like this, does that make me happy? Then I can tell him, no, I can't bear it. I won't get rid of this anger so quickly...

After I taste that feeling, I won't do it again, because of the grievance. I thought it would be uncomfortable and would make me hold back all the tears, but the tears would still fall like broken beads involuntarily, and there was a piercing sourness in my heart...

Life is ups and downs, who knows? I haven’t tasted it, I just want to see if the taste is heart-piercing! Excellent Grievance Essay 2

Mom, I want to tell you something. This matter has been buried in my heart and I dare not say it.

It was a sunny Sunday. That day, you told me that you wanted to take me out to play. I was very happy, but before going out, you were looking for something, so I waited quietly beside you. . After you finish looking, you find that your ten yuan is missing, and you think I stole it. Suddenly, it felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on my heart. I quickly explained, but if you don’t believe me, I am a very strong child and I will not let my tears fall. When I explained loudly again, you still didn't believe it, so you whipped me with a belt, leaving traces of blood on my body. I couldn't bear it anymore and started to cry loudly. While whipping, my mother said, "I'll steal again next time." Money? I'm not sad about the ten yuan, but you stole money at a young age and you can still afford it when you grow up." I said loudly, I didn't steal money! Why admit your mistake? "Be tough!" "After that, mom, you increased the intensity. After a while, you were tired, and I quickly ran into the room and locked the door. Now, my heart is full of grievances: Why do you think I stole ten Where's the money? Why can't you blame me for the missing money? Why? A few days later, I was still angry and ignored you. You found the ten yuan in your closet. Now I am finally innocent.

Mom, I don’t blame you anymore. I just want you to believe me. I am an upright and honest person, but you cannot wrong me. I will also be an upright and good boy.

There are many things in my memory that will last a long time. Things I can’t forget: birthday parties, spring outings, cooking for the first time... Among them, the one that impressed me most was the time I was wronged by a teacher. I felt very wronged when I thought about it. p>

It was in the first semester of the second grade. One day in the math class, the math teacher Zheng came to the podium with a stack of test papers. Sure enough, Teacher Zheng said with a straight face. Everyone said: "Our class did not do well in this midterm exam..." Teacher Zheng's words were like a hemp rope, tying me tightly: You know, mathematics has always been my weak subject. ! What if I don’t do well in the exam? I don’t want to go home and be scolded by my mother...

When I was biting my pen and thinking about it, Teacher Zheng suddenly called my name: "Yuan Sirui! "I quickly stood up, lowered my head, and walked slowly to the podium... The second half of Teacher Zheng's words cheered me up: "95 points! "

I was filled with joy, raised my head, and walked briskly onto the podium. But Teacher Zheng didn't look happy.

When she handed me the test paper, what she said gave me a slap in the face: "Did you complete these questions independently? During the exam, I saw you and Li Xinxin passing notes. This is not good. The teacher hopes you will be honest. If you can do it, you can do it; if you can’t do it, you can’t do it..." I never heard a word of what Teacher Zheng said next. My head felt like there were countless little bees buzzing inside. I seemed to feel the strange looks from my classmates, and they were chattering: "How can Yuan Sirui cheat?" "That's right!" "I doubt that she cheats every time she takes the exam..."

I held back the tears that were about to fall down, took the test paper, and wanted to tell Teacher Zheng: "Yes, Li Xinxin gave me a piece of paper, but that was because I ran out of draft paper. I asked She asked for a piece of blank paper, I didn’t copy her answer, I didn’t cheat!” However, it felt like there was a small stone stuck in my throat, which made me speechless for a long time. Teacher Zheng thought I was showing a guilty conscience and waved to me: "Go down."

I turned around and faced the searchlight-like gazes of my classmates. I took heavy steps and lowered my head slowly. I walked back to my seat slowly...

Although three years have passed since this incident, I feel aggrieved when I think of it. If I could travel through time and space, I would like to go back to that day and bravely say to Teacher Zheng: "Teacher, I didn't cheat. Please believe me!" Excellent Composition of Grievance 4

The sky is cloudy, no After a while it started pouring rain. I stood quietly in the rain, letting it soak through my hair and flow onto my cheeks. I couldn’t tell whether it was rain or tears...

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On this day, my mother worked overtime. , I sat alone in front of the desk in a daze: Why not give my mother a surprise? Today is her birthday.

So I rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find recipes, and I learned and sold them now. I have never cooked before, but I have to show off my skills today.

"Bang, bang, bang"... I turned the kitchen into a symphony palace. Oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar made me confused. I destroyed 5 or 6 eggs in just one scrambled egg; I accidentally cut my hand while peeling lettuce, so I just sucked my fingers and continued to work.

About two hours later, a "delicious" meal was ready. Fortunately, I had the guidance of the recipe. The stir-fried meat with lettuce was not too mushy, the scrambled eggs were not too salty, and the aroma of rice made me very satisfied with the results of my first cooking.

"Click", the door opened, my mother looked at the food in the living room, then looked at me, and understood. Instead of the knowing smile I expected, she said: "You, you, you are already in the third year of junior high school, do you still have time to do this? Do you want to be a nanny when you grow up? You will take the high school entrance examination soon, and you are still careless. , Doing these useless things, is there such a thing in the high school entrance examination?" I listened, tears welled up, and I refuted my mother for the first time: "I have already finished my homework." "What? It will be fine after I finish my homework? You..." Before my mother could finish speaking, I shouted: "Today is your birthday!" "What are you doing with your idleness? Go study!"

I couldn't bear it anymore, Tears of grievance burst into my eyes again. I opened the door and ran out, letting my tears wash away again and again. Why can't my mother understand me? What did I do wrong? I don't want to struggle in the sea of ??questions. This kind of maternal love can only make me drown in it. Students in the third grade of junior high school are not wooden people. They also have their own piece of blue sky, but why should even this small place be shrouded by invisible big hands? I don't understand. I only knew that I was wronged...

The rain was still falling, soaking my hair and clothes, and flowing onto my cheeks. I couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, it was bitter and bitter. Excellent essay on grievance 5

My parents often say that I grew up in a "honeypot". In fact, I have also been wronged sometimes.

It was the summer before last year, when my mother and I went to my second aunt’s house in Zhengzhou. My second aunt's house has a small yard. There is a small table under the grape trees in the yard, where some fresh grapes are often placed.

One morning, the second aunt went to get the grapes and found that they were gone. "Weird, the grapes were bought last night, why are they gone?" She brought up this strange thing, and the whole family turned their attention to me, because I love grapes the most, and I am the first one to go in in the morning. Of the yard. At this time, I felt that I was gradually shrinking in front of everyone...

The second aunt said: "Is it you?" "I dare to guarantee my credibility, it's not me." They didn't ask again.

After dinner, I walked alone in a small forest behind a high-rise building and still thought: "Why is it my business to eat grapes?"

The next morning, The worst thing that should have happened happened again. The grapes bought by the second aunt disappeared again. This time I couldn’t clean myself up even if I jumped into the Yellow River. I had to accept a severe punishment: four days of computer time was divided between my brother and sister. Within four days, I washed the dishes three times a day, did ten pieces of laundry, and my pocket money was confiscated. "Ah!" screamed, and I fell on the sofa...

On the morning of the third day, not only were the grapes gone, but even the watermelon placed by my second aunt in the yard was smashed to pieces. The second aunt pulled me into the yard with anger and roared: "Look at the good things you have done!" Before she could say the next sentence, the second uncle said: "It wasn't him, it was him.

"As he said, he pointed to the puppy "Xizi" rolling aside, "because it still has watermelon water on its mouth."

"Since the 'murderer' has been brought to justice, then my What to do with computer time? "I rushed to ask.

The second aunt announced: I will no longer punish me, and I will give all the time my brother and sister play on the computer today.

I shouted: "Long live!"

Haha, my second aunt finally cleared me up. Excellent Grievance Essay 6

Although it has been several days since I came back from celebrating the old lady's birthday in the village, I think of it. When I said at home that I only had 50 cents left, but the old man pretended not to hear me, I still felt extremely wronged.

Thinking back to that time, I always thought that when I walked in, I was a family. , the family lives together in harmony, I can’t be too filial, but at least I have a clear conscience. I woke up early in the morning, thinking that I didn’t have money to buy steamed buns, so I just made some fried dough sticks, so I got busy. I got up to make noodles, but from beginning to end, the old man said nothing except saying that the fried dough sticks were hard. Instead, he said to wash the dirty clothes at home, just wash them, and the younger ones would wash them for the elders. It's really nothing to do anything. However, no matter how much you do, you can't get back a sincere treatment.

I was going back to the city in the afternoon, but I kept thinking about my lack of money, so I said it several times. There was only fifty cents left in his pocket, but the old man remained indifferent, fearing that I would ask for money.

Now that I think about it, it is really about changing people's hearts. If I can't change it, why bother to be filial. A child. He has never been a saint and cannot make selfless contributions. He has always thought of suffering any grievances for the sake of the person in his heart. However, he has increasingly discovered that what he has done is a growing experience. Everything is just for the unscrupulousness of others.

I am tired and don’t want to be a good and filial child anymore. I hope I can only suffer this kind of grievance once. I also wish the old man a healthy life. , Never have a day when you need your children. Otherwise, when you look back, you will find that everything will be reincarnated.

I hope you will suffer less grievances and be healthy forever! Composition 7

I am afraid that not everyone can stand the smell of stinky tofu, but there are a few people who like it. But stinky tofu makes me feel wronged.

After school in the afternoon, Wu Yufei and I went to my house to do homework. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It turned out to be Zhang Hexuan, but she was reluctant to come in because she was carrying a bag of stinky tofu. Out of politeness, I still Let her come in. Alas! As soon as she came in, an unbearable stench came in. I really hoped she would leave quickly, but she read the book with gusto. "I lent you this book." "Thank you!" "I thought she would leave after taking the book, but she was attracted by my Barbie toys again. "Wow! It's so beautiful, how much does it cost? "One hundred yuan." "I said absentmindedly. The smell got bigger and bigger, and my mother came over and said, "It smells so good!" But my father didn't think so. He took one look and left.

Zhang Hexuan finally left. , but the stench was not taken away. My room was already so smelly that no one could live in it. I opened the window, and my father came over: "What's the matter with you?" Are you heartless? Stinky tofu is so smelly, why can't you let her go? "But we can't drive her away!" "Why not? Can't we just ask her to leave?" I felt like I was going through a five-flavor bottle in my heart - it really didn't feel right. If I am rude to my classmates, who will come to my house in the future? I'm really wronged. Zhang Hexuan rarely comes to see me. Now that she's here, of course she's curious about my things. Besides, my room stinks, but I still have to stay there. I'm still the unlucky one.

I returned to the room, and the smell was no longer so strong. I thought about it again and again, I did nothing wrong, but I was wronged, and I could only blame the bag of stinky tofu. Excellent essay on grievance 8

In our lives, there are always things that we feel wronged about. Of course, I do too. Today, I will tell you about it. My family used to have a cute kitten named "Nono". He was considerate, but sometimes very naughty.

It was a Sunday morning. My father and mother were not at home. I was doing my homework at home alone. The kitten "Nono" was playing by himself. "Nono" was rolling on the ground for a while. I ran and jumped on the cupboard, and then jumped on the stool... Suddenly, a "pop" sound came to my ears, "What's going on?" I asked myself. The sound came from the living room. I hurriedly walked to the living room and found that the vase on the cabinet was broken and many fragments were on the ground. I couldn't help being frightened by the scene in front of me. I immediately realized that "Nono" had accidentally After breaking the vase, I looked around. Only "Nono" was hiding in a corner, huddled up, as if he didn't want me to see it. I walked over and said to "Nono": "Nono, it's okay. Be careful next time!" "Nono" seemed to understand what I said and nodded. Only then did I realize that the worst things were yet to come. At about eleven o'clock, my father and mother came back. As soon as my father saw the fragments of the vase, he came to me and said to me seriously: "Why did you break the vase?" Then he started to punish me. I was very scared, but luckily my mother protected me.

Today, my father and mother still think that it was me who broke the vase. I really want to tell them clearly, but I have never dared. Writing this essay today, I think I can make it clear to them.

This is the thing that I feel wronged about. I will tell you about it. You can also tell me about the things that make you feel wronged. Excellent essay on grievance 9

In our lives, there are always many things in which we are wronged. Of course, I am no exception. Although it is just a trivial matter, it is in my mind left a deep impression.

It was a sunny summer, the sky was extraordinarily blue, the clouds were extraordinarily white, and the sun was brighter, but my mood was never happy.

That morning, my mother asked me to go out to buy food. I took ten yuan and happily came to Yuexinlou to buy food. Because I bought too much food, it was inconvenient for me to hold the money. , so I put the change I got back into my pocket. In everyone’s opinion, putting the remaining change into my pocket is a normal thing. I think so too, but that’s the mistake. I put the money in two pockets, one yuan on the left and five cents on the right, which caused my mother's misunderstanding.

As soon as I got home, my mother asked me what I bought and how much money was left. I answered them one by one. When I said there were four yuan and five cents left, my mother found that the money she had got back was wrong. , the smile on my face disappeared immediately, and asked me immediately: "How many yuan did you get back?" "Four yuan and five cents." I answered doubtfully, thinking: Mom is really dizzy. Didn't I just say it? Why so fast? Just forgot? "No, there are only four yuan on the table. Did you steal it?" I was surprised. "Who stole it? It was originally four yuan and fifty cents, exactly! The five cents disappeared, and I didn't lose it. So, my mother and I started to have a verbal war...

When we were arguing so hard that our mouths were dry and our faces were red, five cents suddenly slipped out of my right pocket. When my mother saw it, she was very angry. He gave me a harsh lesson and gave me a "political lesson". Alas, it was really hard to explain! Afterwards, I explained it to my mother, and my mother was furious at me for not listening to my explanation. I was humbled by the scolding.

Through this incident, I learned that I should not take things lightly and take them seriously. 10 Excellent Grief Essays

Every time I am misunderstood or wronged. , I always rush out of the house in anger, instead of shutting myself in the room like others, feeling sad in secret, feeling sad alone, a kind of indescribable discomfort, whenever it touches me, I never get angry with myself. , I won’t lock myself in an empty, monotonous bedroom, because I don’t want to let my grievances sink again. I want to go out and find them...

They will feel grievances with me.

Walking on the crooked but smooth alleys and stone roads, will they feel aggrieved? Will they feel aggrieved because they are destined to be stepped on over and over again by people throughout their lives, instead of being able to become a corner on the peak? ?I think it should be.

From a corner of the room where the sunset could not shine, there was a cry of disappointment, pain, sadness, and weakness. Looking at the dark corner, it turned out to be A hungry stray cat. The poor cat came exhausted to a family having dinner in the yard. It kept barking, begging, and whining... but was kicked away ruthlessly, indifferently, and irritably. There seemed to be something in its sparkling eyes that shouldn't be there. Was it aggrieved that it was hiding there? Aggrieved that it couldn't give birth to a pet cat? I think it should be right until the end. The dazzling sunshine was buried in the darkness, and I saw the open-minded and bright sun again. I have got rid of that grievance. Only time and self-regulation have healed my grievances that are too small to be mentioned until all sadness is gone. Forget it, I turned around and walked back to the path home.

This time, everything seemed to have changed. Those inconspicuous little stones seemed to be extremely excited when they were illuminated by the sun. I understand the reason, because they are no longer aggrieved, they are proud that they can be a stepping stone for people. Indeed, I am very grateful to them. With them, I can return to a really fulfilling and warm cabin.

The moonlight illuminated the corner of the small house, and a few cats were playing in a ball, playing happily, and everything was harmonious, until they discovered that the cat that was still haggard in the evening was now While I was vigorously scratching another black cat that was barking, I thought that I was wrong at first. These cats were not aggrieved at all. They enjoyed this kind of freedom and unrestrained grievance. Excellent Essay 11

Today , the sun shines all over the earth, making us feel extremely warm, unlike the continuous rain a few days ago, which brought people dullness and suffocation...

In the morning, birds stood on the branches and chirped. The wind rustled the leaves, "Run, run, I'm going to be caught!" "I was suddenly awakened from my sleep. I opened my eyes, looked around, and saw that my mother and brother were already up. I jumped out of bed and ran to the living room.

After dinner, I took out a big box and said to my brother: "Let's play smart sticks! You will become smarter as you play! ""good! I want to be smart too! "My brother repeatedly agreed with my suggestion. I opened the lid excitedly, poured out all the contents, and played a train game with my brother.

"Bring over the red stick." "Bring over the orange stick." "Bring the white one..." For the sake of convenience, I, who was "working", used my brother as a servant. , my younger brother was also in a hurry, and after a while, a long "half train" that had not been completed came into my sight. "Pull back a little, and be sure not to break it." "Oh!" Xiao Huhu replied cheerfully. "Stop pulling, it's about to break." I ordered my brother again and again. The brother who was standing aside finally got impatient. He exerted force suddenly, and there was a snap sound, and the unfinished "train" broke into two pieces. . I looked at the mess in front of me, and my anger rushed to the top of my head. I picked up a stick next to me and threw it at my brother. The frightened brother suddenly burst into tears.

My mother, who was cleaning the balcony, heard my brother crying and ran over quickly. My brother told my mother what happened in a whimpering voice. My mother let us each play our own way and asked him to put some things on the floor. Picked up all the smart sticks.

At this time, my brother stopped crying, but I started to cry aggrievedly, even harder than my brother just now. I cried and walked to my mother's side and said to her: "Do you know how much effort I put in to arrange it? Xiaohu ruined it for me, just like we messed up and dirty the balcony you tidied up. , I was very angry and angry! "My mother said nothing and kept cleaning the balcony.

I watched my mother have nothing to say after being asked by me, and I was no longer angry. I followed my brother to the living room to watch TV. At noon, my brother and I were having fun again.

My brother and I are a very weird brother and sister. As long as we fight, we will make up after a while. Maybe this is blood and family ties! Excellent essay on grievance 12

Speaking of grievance, in the long river of my memory, many things have been forgotten, but that incident is still fresh in my memory. Whenever I think of it, tears of grievance will not stop. flow down consciously.

That was in the previous semester, a dusk when the sun was setting. My classmates and I were collecting garbage in the dormitory. The clock was about to turn to half past five. We were chatting and walking back to the classroom.

Outside the classroom, I went to the toilet. When I was looking for paper, something hard fell out of my pocket. I was a little confused when I picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was a jelly shell. My heart was startled, like fifteen buckets fetching water - up and down. I had to throw it away quickly because my classmates on duty saw it and thought I would be deducted for eating snacks. Thinking about it, I quickly looked for the trash can. When I was about to throw it away, I heard a "Hey" sound in my ear. I turned around and saw that it was my classmate on duty. They rushed to me out of breath and looked at the jelly shell in my hand motionlessly. It was over.

"I...I...not..." I was about to explain, but my mind went blank. His face turned red with embarrassment. The classmate on duty said indiscriminately: "Which class are you from? 0.5 points deducted." "I'm not... that's not the case, I was in the dormitory just now..." They interrupted me coldly: "Which class are you from? "Class 4 (3)" I sighed and said helplessly. They left and I shuffled back to the classroom. The sky was gloomy, covered with dark clouds, the wind was blowing loudly, and it was drizzling. I felt very depressed. This time, he was really more unjust than Dou E!

It was windy and rainy, and the tears of grievance slowly flowed down my face. The rain was mixed with it, and I could no longer tell whether it was rain or tears on my face! Excellent Grievance Essay 13

Everyone, every child, should have tasted the feeling of being misunderstood! I've had it too, and it felt so uncomfortable!

I remember one time, Dodo Hirohiro (my younger brother) and I were eating at the dining table. Haohao said proudly: "Duoduo, I was praised by the teacher once today, don't you?" "Huh, what's there to show off? I was praised by the teacher many times!" Duoduo raised his eyebrows unconvinced. . Haohao added: "You lied. How could you be praised so many times? Then I was praised a hundred times by the teacher. Can you be better than me?" Huh, you are the one who lied. I was praised by the teacher. Praised many times! "The more they quarreled, the more fierce they became. They were noisy and Haohao accidentally dropped the plate on the ground and broke it. They were frightened and hurried to the room. "What's wrong? "My mother's voice came from the kitchen. In order not to let her know, I had to say: "It's nothing. But my mother still came. When she saw this scene, she yelled: "What's going on? Did you do it, you prodigal son?" "I said hurriedly: "It wasn't me, it was Dodo Haohao who did it during the quarrel. "You are still making excuses and falsely accusing them. It is too much. Just face the wall and think about it." Why are all the adults so indiscriminate and don't even have a chance to explain to me.

Another time, that day, school was over. Suddenly, Jiang Moumou from our class threw a piece of paper at my seat. So, one person made a small report to the teacher. What's even more outrageous is that Jiang Moumou didn't even explain, causing me to be on duty as a teacher for a week. It's so hateful!

There is a lot of lack of trust in this world. If everyone trusts a little, the world will become a better place! Excellent Grievance Composition 14

Everyone has joys, sorrows and joys in life. They are like beautiful notes, interpreting a wonderful life story and making our lives rich and fulfilling. What I still remember vividly is that time I was wronged.

When I was a child, I left a bad impression on others because I was lively and naughty. Therefore, others would always doubt me when I did anything. Over time, everyone got used to it.

On a weekend, I was doing my homework seriously in my room. From time to time, I heard the playing sounds and joyful laughter of my friends outside the room. I thought: I really want to play with them. I sighed. Suddenly, there was a "click", which cut through the laughter, and then there was a silence and silence. I didn't pay much attention and continued my work. Not long after, grandma ran into my room angrily and asked in a questioning tone: "Did you break the flowerpot outside?" I suddenly felt doubtful and asked, "What flowerpot is it?" Grandma said angrily. : "Follow me." We quickly walked out of the room and came to the door. I couldn't help but be surprised. I saw that a few pieces of the flower pot with the green dragon carved on it were broken into pieces and fell to the ground. The fertile soil fell to the ground. A beautiful and charming sweet-scented osmanthus tree lay quietly on the ground, and several budding flowers were beaten. Fall, the ground is a mess. But where have all the friends gone? My eyes shifted from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree to the neighbor. I saw the neighbor sadly holding the fragments of the flower pot, looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and sighing helplessly. Grandma took me to the neighbor and gestured with her hand to apologize. I raised my head and looked at Grandma's firm eyes. I knew this was unarguable, but I just lowered my head silently, feeling extremely aggrieved. Grandma motioned to me again, her usually kind face now becoming very stern. I reluctantly said, "I'm sorry." Then I ran back to the room.

I didn’t do this, why should I apologize? Why did grandma insist that it was me who did it without investigating the whole incident? Does a person's temporary habits determine the outcome of his life? I held back the tears, but the tears were like a group of elves trying to break the cage and fight their way out. The sparrows outside the window were chirping and singing melodious tunes, and the wind blew past my ears happily, making me feel free and relaxed, but I didn't even realize it.

It has been the fourth anniversary of this incident, and the facts are no longer known, but I will never forget grandma’s firm gaze on that day, forever and ever... Excellent Composition on Grievance 15

Sunday , I came to my grandma’s house early and sat alone in the room doing homework. Suddenly, I seemed to hear a "tick-tap" sound somewhere, a "tick-tap" sound of running water, but I couldn't tell it unless I listened carefully. I put down the pen in my hand and followed the sound of running water to find it. It turned out that the shower head in the bathroom was dripping water. I quickly walked over and tried to tighten the switch, but due to the water dripping outside for a long time, the switch was rusty and could not be tightened no matter how hard I tried. So, I held the switch with both hands and twisted it with all my strength. I heard a "bang" sound and the switch was unscrewed by me. A powerful jet of water spurted out, turning me into a drowned rat. Looking at the rushing water, I was dumbfounded and thought: This is a big disaster, what should I do?

I hurriedly picked up the switch from the ground and wanted to turn it on again, but The switch is broken and cannot be turned on. I grabbed the rag to block it again, but the water was too strong and too fast, no matter how hard I blocked it, I couldn't stop it. After a while, the bathroom was filled with water. The water overflowed the threshold and flowed into the corridor...

The adults rushed over after hearing the news. Grandma stood in the water and said angrily: "What's wrong with playing, but playing with the faucet!" The aunt next door curled her lips and said, "Boys are very naughty nowadays." My mother blushed angrily and scolded me loudly. : "It will bring trouble to the parents!" Only an uncle from the neighbor quietly cut a cork and blocked the water pipe for me.

After hearing the adults’ accusations, I felt extremely aggrieved. I originally wanted to do a good thing, but it turned out to be a bad thing.

Even if there are a thousand mouths, I can’t explain clearly!