Trying to write an excellent composition 1 is an interesting exercise, which may succeed or fail, but in any case, it will make you find something and feel something.
Remember that skiing trip to Baiqingzhai Ski Resort? First, I skated easily twice on the junior track and the intermediate track, feeling no difficulty. Seeing the feeling that I can't see my head at the extreme track, I feel itchy and can't help but run to the "foot" of the extreme track. Looking at the high mountain top, I stood there alone. This is a really big snow mountain, winding, with platforms and slides with different slopes and angles. I can't help hearing this voice: "May I?" Just then, a little boy in red whizzed past me. Looking at his thin figure and happy expression, another voice appeared in his ear: "He can do anything, why can't I?" ! "So, I picked up the veneer and took the cable car up the hill. The closer I get to the top of the mountain, the more scared I am. However, the cable car can only go up, not down, and there is no turning back. Who told me to try? You can only skate if you want to go down! I tied my shoelaces, clamped the boards, looked ahead, took a deep breath and secretly shouted, "Go! "I just feel the wind whistling in my ear and my brain is blank. Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and my body seemed to have two wings, so I flew to the bottom of the slope. I will never forget that wonderful feeling of detachment. ...
Students, try to make me feel happy and detached, try to tell me not to be afraid when I have difficulties, and try to let me know that I will succeed as long as I have confidence and courage. Therefore, everyone must try more in life!
Try excellent composition 2 to open the floodgate of memory. There are many mistakes in my long memory. They swim around in my long river like small fish, but if I choose one thing that impresses me the most and makes me unforgettable, it must be that thing-learning roller skating.
Whenever I walk in the square and see other children flying freely and happily in the wide square wearing their roller skates, a voice will ring in my heart: "When can I have a pair of roller skates that belong to me?" Inadvertently, my mother caught the desire for roller skates in my eyes.
On June 1 this year, my mother gave me a surprise-a pair of exquisite roller skates. I jumped three feet happily, and immediately put on roller skates, ready to stand up and have a try. With a bang, I accidentally fell to the ground, gnashing my teeth, and had a hard time getting up from the ground. Everyone says, "It never rains but it pours." No, I was not happy for a few minutes and fell down again. This time I just sat on the ground and laughed. Pedestrians on the road cast puzzled eyes. They must be thinking: what's wrong with this child? He didn't stand up after falling, but sat on the ground and laughed loudly. Seeing their strange eyes, my face suddenly looked like a red apple. I immediately stood up and hid behind a lawn in shame to continue practicing. So I stood up and fell down, fell down and stood up and fell down again. After repeating this for more than a dozen times, I finally learned to skate. I am so excited that I can't wait to tell the world that I can skate.
Learning roller skating has therefore become my most unforgettable attempt. Even if I encounter something similar in the future, it will never take the place of this matter in my heart.
Speaking of trying, these two words were added to our dictionary when we were born. When we babbled, we also tried many things, such as trying to walk and try to ride a bike.
I remember when I was in the third grade, I read in a book how to make egg noodles. The next morning, I begged, and my mother was finally awakened by me. Decided to teach me how to make egg noodles.
Put on an apron, take out the materials, four eggs, a bowl of water and a bowl of corn flour, and get ready to start work. Put the corn flour into a large bowl, break the eggs, add 40% water and stir well. Unexpectedly, the water is so cold! Here, don't forget the salt.
Take out the pot, use the spoon, turn on the fire and get ready! 1, 2, 3 down, yeah! Too much! What shall we do? "Pour it back into the big bowl!" My mother reminded me that I was in a hurry and I smashed the glass. Hey, a bowl of egg noodles is really difficult. My mother said to me, "Let's call it a day." My heart ached like a knife, stabbing my heart. I watched TV glumly.
A few days later, my mother woke me up to make egg noodles. Speaking of egg noodles, I will recall the gloomy scene the other day. I didn't expect today to be smoother than the first time. During the fire, after the last failure, I put an egg soup in the pot. Successfully completed the first step. It's too hot. I quickly picked it up, the last one, come on! Pick up the knife, 1 knife, 2 knives ... I succeeded.
I learned a truth from making egg noodles: life needs to try, and if you don't try, you can't see the road to success.
On the road of life, we may experience failure or success, but whether it is failure or success, we will gain a lot from it.
One bright morning, a tinkling sound woke me up from a beautiful dream. There is a note next to the alarm clock, which reads: "Daughter, mom has something to do today, so she has to recite and do her homework!" " Remember it! "After I saw it, I quickly got dressed and went to do my homework.
Suddenly, there was a grunt in my stomach. I was about to call grandma loudly when an idea came to my mind: grandma is busy, so is mom, otherwise I will try to cook for myself today. Hey, hey, what a great idea! Just do it. I ran to the kitchen, picked up the menu, looked at it and said happily, "Isn't this fried rice with tomatoes and eggs?" ! It took me 65,438+00 minutes to find the ingredients. First, I cut tomatoes, then I took a bowl, and I leaned the eggs against the bowl. When I knocked, the glittering and translucent protein came out with the yolk of banana peel. There seems to be a small sun in the bowl. I stirred it with chopsticks. Then I heat the pot, pour some oil, and then I pour the eggs into the pot. The pan suddenly sizzled. But I got up the courage again. I poured tomatoes, eggs and rice together and started cooking. I fried it and turned it over, and the fragrance in the pot gradually emerged. In a short time, a big bowl of delicious tomato and egg fried rice was cooked. I was packing rice when suddenly a warm hand was placed on my shoulder. I looked back and it was my mother.
I said happily, "Mom, I can fry rice." Come and have a try! "My mother lit my nose and said with a smile," It seems that my baby daughter has grown up! Great! "
Through this cooking, I learned that I should learn to do my own thing. As long as you try boldly, you can discover many mysteries and pleasures in life.
On a sunny morning, everything in the world woke up, and the sun shone on me, as if putting on a golden suit for me.
Grandfather Sun gradually walked to the middle, "alas! I'm going to have an English class again. " When I was talking to myself, my mother came up and said, "don't you like English class?" Do you always want to go to English class by car? Would you like it if I let you go to English class by car? " I don't know how to get up, and I cried excitedly and said, "I do, I do, and I promise you that if I go to English class alone, I will never hate English class!" " "Mother nodded in agreement, and I was crazy with joy.
When I arrived at the station, I suddenly backed out. My mother seemed to see my heart, touched my head and smiled at me. I smiled back at my mother, but I was still a little scared.
The bus gradually drew into the station. After getting on the bus, I sat in the window seat. After seeing my mother make a gesture of refueling, I secretly summoned up my courage. I waved to my mother as the car slowly pulled out of the station.
The bus passed one stop at a time, and then a man in black clothes, black shoes, black hat and black glasses happened to sit next to me, and my heart suddenly became tense. Finally, I got off at school, but what made me more nervous was that the man followed me down and followed me into school. After class, I looked at my new teacher and was surprised. The man in black who has been following me is actually our new teacher.
This attempt made me understand that trying is happy, trying is tense, trying is far-reaching and trying is beautiful. I will always remember this attempt.
The first time in life always makes people uneasy and full of expectations. The first thing you do, whether it is success or failure, even if it is childish, is unforgettable.
The Chinese New Year is coming, and my mother has to prepare the "New Year's Eve" for the Chinese New Year. One of them is jiaozi, who never tires of eating. This time, I actually made it myself.
This task is my own request. Mom is still a little uneasy. "Bao jiaozi needs patience. Can you stick to it? " Looking at my smiling mother, I feel stubborn: of course, don't look down on me.
Wash your hands and come to the table. Pick up a dumpling skin, spread it on the palm of your hand and wipe some water around it; Scoop a spoonful of stuffing, pinch the sides of the dumpling skin tightly and fold it a few times, won't you? It's easy to remember, but those jiaozi are desperately pointing at me, leaving my hands all over.
Glancing at my mother, I got affirmative support: don't give up, find out the reason for failure, try again, and believe I can succeed.
"Why ... why? Maybe there is too much water around? " So, I got up my courage again. After several experiments, I finally succeeded for the first time.
Although the first experience was a bit thrilling, it was the beginning of honing my strong will. Dare to try your first time. I believe that such persistence will make your life more colorful.
What a wonderful thing it is to try an excellent composition, and what I want to tell you is an attempt to "distribute leaflets".
I remember last summer vacation, my friend's family opened a restaurant and needed help handing out leaflets. My mother asked me to compete with my brother to hand out leaflets. I was at a loss in front of the big store with a pile of leaflets. It's like two elves arguing in my head. One said, "Just send it, don't be afraid!" One said, "What a pity. What if people refuse you? " Think about it, it makes me get rid of my phobia of choice! At this time, I turned around and saw that my brother had issued four cards. I didn't want to fall behind, so I got up the courage to overcome the entanglement in my heart and took the first step bravely.
"Hello, sister! There is a restaurant on number one. Xx, xx road, called ... interested to see! There are also discounts in the near future! " Fortunately, I am very lucky. Miss Jie smiled and nodded and took the leaflet. I sent out the first leaflet! I am glad to myself: wow! It turns out that handing out leaflets is so simple! Piece of cake!
I confidently stopped an uncle and repeated what I just said, but this time it was really unlucky! Uncle shouted rudely, "Go away, no, no!" " "Say that finish, impatiently waved. I was full of resentment and just wanted to give up, but then I thought: there are still many good people in the world. What is failure? Why should I give up my things because of a stranger's words? Besides, I have to compete with my brother. Thought of here, I sent up again. Finally, with my unremitting efforts, leaflets were distributed, although ... my brother scored more than me and I lost.
The first time I tried to distribute leaflets, I deeply understood a truth: I should be brave and try boldly in everything. Only by taking the first step can you succeed. You must firmly believe that you can do it!
One weekend, when my mother was not at home, I remembered one thing-frying a double yellow poached egg for my mother.
I took my wallet and went to the market. Wow! There are so many dishes in the market! Green rape blossoms, bright red tomatoes, purple eggplant ... Hey! Where is the yellow egg I am looking for? Oh, there it is! Look, ping-pong eggs are displayed in front of my eyes. I bought some eggs and took them home happily.
When I started frying eggs, I recalled my mother's usual process of frying eggs, then quietly lit the gas and poured the oil into the pot, thinking: frying eggs is not difficult! When the blue oil smoke rises in the pot, I pour the beaten double yellow eggs into the pot. Listen, the eggs are singing and dancing in the pot, and the transparent egg white immediately turns milky white and swells up like a bubble, and the stars arch around the topaz-like yolk. How beautiful! The eggs are finally fried! Golden and delicious, I want to taste the food, but I really can't bear to part with it. Because this is for mom.
"Knock, knock", I quickly opened the door and saw my mother. I showed my fried eggs to my mother, and she even praised me. She took a bite and said, "It tastes good. The eggs are golden in color and delicious. " I opened the door and ran out, shouting at the blue sky, "I succeeded!" " "
Through this incident, I learned a profound philosophy: I can do everything well as long as I work hard and encourage myself to do things I don't know and dare to do. Only by doing this can I become a good student with qualifications and specialties.
Try Excellent Composition 9 During the holiday, I pestered my father to go to the playground to teach me a few tricks. On my way to learn to play ball, I couldn't help but give up and fail, just for a moment of success.
When I was a child, my shooting posture was like "holding a urinal". One day I saw my idol library on TV, and I wanted to shoot with one hand like him, so I pestered my father to teach me how to play. Dad's shots on the court always arc into the basket. I also began to study in an orderly way, but my hands have never touched the internet. My father went over and compared my left hand to an "L" shape. The middle finger and forefinger of my right hand caught the ball along the grain, and the palm was blank. Father made me stand in a fixed position. After a long time, my hands are shaking, sour and uncomfortable at all. I started my second attempt to throw the ball with a sore hand, but it didn't improve. The ball is still far from the basket. Is it worth my effort? I asked myself. I'm a little too eager for success and don't want to wait. I've been thinking for a long time, and I don't want to wait. I thought for a long time, and finally I told myself the answer. Work hard to the end! Otherwise, the efforts in the morning will be gone. I threw the ball to the basket until it hit the basket, which made me ecstatic. My attempt paid off. It's good for me to strike while the iron is hot again and again. I'm making progress. I stood firm and looked at the basket, waiting for the moment of success. I took the ball, like my father, threw it out, hit the basket and finally fell into the net. My heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment, so I began to take a step back to meet new challenges. ...
I tried more than once for the moment we imagined. Try to let me face challenges with a normal heart and get rid of setbacks with determination.
Try excellent composition 10 at the weekend, I watched a video on TV. The video introduces an interesting experiment: fill a cup with water, cover the mouth of the cup with paper, and then turn the quilt over so that the water will not flow out. I don't think it's possible. How can a thin piece of paper stand a heavy cup?
I took a cup and a rectangular piece of paper with a grain of salt, went to the kitchen, filled the cup with tap water, carefully covered the cup with paper, and then turned the cup upside down. Something amazing happened-the paper really blocked the cup.
I went to my brother and showed him what I just found. I changed a big cup, filled it with water, put the paper on it, turned it upside down, and the paper pushed the cup back. Because the water in the mug was too heavy, it accidentally came out. I was defeated by water. Finally I used a small cup. According to the previous steps, the paper finally took the cup back, and the water inside didn't run away at all. My brother was surprised and asked me what was going on. I don't know how to answer. My brother and I searched the internet together and finally found the answer: a piece of paper can't hold a cup, and the real magic is atmospheric pressure. When the cup is filled with water and covered with paper, the atmospheric pressure inside the cup will be lower than that outside the cup, and the atmospheric pressure outside the cup will hold down the paper, so whoever can catch the cup can stop the water from flowing out of the cup.
Through this attempt, I learned two things: one is about atmospheric pressure, which exists in our lives and creates magic for mankind. Secondly, I have learned that nothing is imaginary. We should have evidence, be good at observing things and be good at studying, so that we can discover "magic".