When I was a child, I was particularly naughty, and I was famous as a "die-hard" at school. Because of my poor grades, I never take exams. The examination room is my "forbidden place".
After school that day, the teacher said that there would be an exam tomorrow. I think: when I arrive at the examination room, I will face the dirty eyes of the teacher or listen to the ridicule of my classmates. Forget it, let's go home and play.
Walking on the road, I looked at the cartoons taken from my classmates and thought about how to earn my favorite toys. I'll be home soon.
I took out my key and was about to open the door when I found it unlocked. Hey, who is home? I think. As soon as I entered the door, I heard my mother's voice: "Sorry to bother you." Maybe I found out that I was back, so I said to the phone, "That's all for now, and then I'll contact you."
I put down my schoolbag and asked absently, "Who shall I call?" "No, nobody." I didn't care that much. I sat on the sofa, turned on the computer and played.
After a while, I saw that my mother had not gone to cook. I asked, "Is there anything you want to tell me?" "Well ... well, son, can you go to this exam?" I glanced at my mother and said, "No way." "Don't rush to answer. This exam is different from the past. You can bring reference books and read textbooks this time. These two papers can be written in only two days. " Seeing that I was still hesitating, my mother said, "If you don't want to take the exam in class, you can take it in the teacher's office." I agreed, of course, on one condition: buy me toys.
The next day, I took two documents and ran to the office. There are no teachers in the office. I don't care so much, so I pulled up a chair and sat on it to write a paper. Because I thought it was interesting for the first time, I did it seriously and finished it in less than one morning.
A few days later, my grades came out and I won the seventh place in my class. The teacher asked me to listen to the good news after class. Because it was the first time I won the lottery, I was very excited and went before class was over.
I walked to the door of the office and was about to knock. I heard the teacher talking about me, so I stood at the door eavesdropping. A teacher said, "I didn't expect him to do so well in this exam." "Yes, yes, if it weren't for his mother this time, I don't think he would come this time, and he kept us in class for so long." I was in tears at the door. I closed my eyes and didn't want it to flow out, but I couldn't help it. Recently ... alas, I am so stupid.
I began to study hard and got the eleventh place in the second monthly exam. I ran home quickly with my report card, hugged my mother, and cried and said to her, "Thank you, mom, if it weren't for your unknown love, I wouldn't be here now." Mom, I love you! "
Fortunately, happiness is still there. What is happiness? Have a lot of money, eat big fish and meat every day, and have pocket money every day. Is it happiness? My answer: "No, happiness is not like this." Today I want to discuss with you what happiness is.
The happiness of trees lies in dyeing the earth green, purifying the air, maintaining soil and water, and giving shade and fruit to the world. So trees sing in the wind.
The happiness of silkworms lies in that all the mulberry leaves they eat are turned into white silk. Even if they die, they will leave a bright and beautiful world.
The happiness of a bridge lies in connecting roads. It listens to the symphony of life with horns, cars and footsteps day and night. Therefore, the bridge talks happily with the river.
People's happiness, like them, lies not in money and enjoyment, but in dedication, which enriches people's hearts.
I never deliberately pursue happiness, nor do I think hard about the connotation of happiness.
I know, when the spring wind is very light, I go to the wild alone, find a meadow that is painted golden yellow by the sun and emits fragrance, lie down, put my arm on my head, and let the ups and downs in my heart fly into the sky, become white clouds and float freely. This is happiness.
I know that on a full moon summer night, it is happiness to move some stools and sit in the yard, make two cups of tea for mom and dad, so that they can relieve the fatigue of the day and sit together round and round.
I know, sitting by the river, throwing a few stones into the river, watching small fish swim happily and feeling nature with their own hearts, this is happiness.
I know, my friend's hand is hurt. Take him home, apply some medicine, and he will laugh, so that friendship will last forever and never disappear. This is happiness.
I also know that one day after school, it suddenly rained cats and dogs. Just when I was at a loss, a big umbrella was propped on my head. I looked up, ah! It's mom! Isn't this happiness?
Happiness often passes by. If you feel it with your heart, you will know that it is everywhere!
Fortunately, _ _ _ _ _ is still there. Thank you, mom. This composition has 600 words.
Birds are full of feathers, so they want to fly high and no longer rely on big birds; When the fruit is ripe, it wants to leave the branches and no longer rely on the big trees; And I always want to rely on you, my dear mother, wherever I am, whether I grow up or not.
You always say that when I grow up, I want to stand on my own feet. I must not be a "neet" or "moonlight" and rely on my parents all my life. Every time I hear this, I always hold my head up disdainfully, curl my mouth and say proudly, "I don't depend on you!" " But my heart is always uncomfortable, which is a feeling of disapproval.
You know, what I want to rely on most is you, not money and material things, but your eyes, your manners and your words.
When I was a child, you took me to kindergarten by bike. You loved to teach me to recite Tang poems. At that time, I learned to meditate at night. I still remember you carrying me out of the car. After listening to my poem, your gentle and satisfied eyes fell on me like a net. I don't understand. My eyes are full of appreciation and encouragement, but I feel like I've got my favorite candy. I'll be happy and excited all day and full of motivation.
When I was in primary school, you first picked up chopsticks and hit me. Growing up, I only remember this time: "go out and get two bottles of boiling water, and mom will make you tea!" " "I flew to call boiling water to make milk tea, but my mother made a cup of bad green tea. My grievances and anger are all vented on the water I just called. " Going "suddenly spilled into the sewer. You grabbed a chopstick, took my hand and hit me at once, causing a red mark. "I want to teach you a lesson! "A beat, a cry, finally restrained my rage.
In junior high school, I ran for class cadre. I have been used to being a monitor since I was a child, but I was not elected. Coupled with the catalysis of some words, I was so strong that I came home in tears the next day after military training. If you know me, you guessed the reason and said to me angrily, "No, it is not great!" " Get your grades back if you have the ability. "A word wakes the dreamer, and the monitor needs excellent grades. I got the first place in the exam three times in a row, and finally got the position by strength.
I'm afraid I can't live without you, mom. Your eyes give me courage and motivation. Your actions have taught me cleverness and convergence; Your words have brought me vigilance and direction.
No matter where the birds fly, no matter whether the fruit falls or not, under the blue sky and white clouds, thank you, mother, on the road of life.
Fortunately, the composition that summer is still there, when the pomegranate on the tree is smiling and the cicada is chirping, summer comes like this, and the beautiful summer composition is 400 words. Summer is like a young man, the hot sunshine is his bright smiling face, the lush vegetation is his thick hair, and the sudden shower is his temper.
In this season, Grandfather Sun smiles happily, but the trees on the earth are also ecstatic. They are scrambling to grow lush branches to provide shade for people. In summer, my favorite is mystery.
People are green, and the grass in the park is like a green carpet in front of my eyes, green as jade and green as jasper. The breeze is blowing gently, and the grass is dancing as if welcoming tourists.
Look! There are a group of children swimming there! It must be too hot to bathe in the water! How happy they are! Instead of sighing because of the heat, you are happier! Yes, how happy it is to play in the water in summer!
In this colorful world, the green of lotus is the representative of Baise and the symbol of hope. It gives young vitality to life and injects green confidence into life. She is so green, so beautiful, so lovely, so green.
Warm, soft and shy green. Throughout the ages, many literati have praised her and shed a well-known poem; How many writers wrote about her, leaving a beautiful picture. She made history with green.
Green emotion sublimates green language with green posture. She emerges from the mud without staining, and her totally clean personality is our goal in life. She is indifferent and selfless, and has no desire or desire, so that all greed is ashamed in front of you;
She is pure and elegant, which makes those who pursue fame and gain laugh at her. She is quiet and profound, and can make people forget all the troubles of life.
Summer, I love you, you are my favorite season!
Fortunately, you are still writing 400 words "Knock, Knock, Knock", mixed with mother's urgent voice, "It's time to get up, wake up." I'm too lazy to reply. I opened my eyes and looked at the dark sky outside. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. It's not that I don't want to get up, but that I went to bed too late last night. It's not too late before dawn. That's it. I don't know how long it took. Suddenly I opened my eyes and found the bright day outside the window and the alarm clock on my pillow at 6: 30, only to realize that I was late. After washing, I was angry with my mother: "why didn't you call me earlier?" I am going to be late! " "Mother stood by and just handed her her coat." You don't get up when I call you. Go to bed early at night. Get dressed quickly, it's cold outside. Hurry up and finish your meal, it's not too late. "I was so angry that I didn't say anything. I picked up my bag and rode away.
Pedestrians on the road seem to be dressed thicker than yesterday. The north wind roared in my ear, and I realized my carelessness. I didn't eat breakfast, I was so angry that I was late. Let me hurry to school. When I stepped into the classroom, * * * just rang, but fortunately it was not too late.
Still as busy as ever, reading early, attending classes, taking notes, everything is step by step. I'm just a little hungry and a little cold. I seem to have forgotten what happened in the morning.
I feel cold after school in the morning, and I smell the fragrance coming from the canteen, which greatly increases my appetite. I began to think about the morning, counting my mistakes bit by bit, and I saw everything my mother had done for me: I had a high fever late at night, my mother stayed up all night, took medicine and took my temperature, and was meticulous; Go home at night, no matter how tired she is, wait for me to heat up the milk; She washed all her usual clothes and put them back without saying a word; I want that magazine, and she will bring it on time, once and for all ..... all this makes me regret my mistake this morning. I arrived at my door in an instant, and the door was still left unlocked, in order to wait for me to come back. I put my bike away and walked into the living room. The food on the table has not been touched. "Come back," my mother came in before I could speak. "Mom, today ...", "It's really cold today. Please wear thick clothes when you go to school in the afternoon. Come over for dinner ... ". Something seems to have fallen into my eye. These subtle warmth, the care of these mothers and the love of these families are subtle and unremarkable, but they wear out every moment and point of my life.
With the growth of age, I am also growing up, my mother is also aging, and her face is slowly fading in the daily necessities. She exchanged youth with me, and I became brilliant. She's just pale, but sweet. I grew up in the arms of love and the warm support of my family. I only hope that my concern for my parents is worth one thousandth of what they pay.
It's okay. What's still there? My friend, are you still there? Do you remember that we were best friends? This is my fault. I shouldn't have left without telling you. I don't want you to drive me. I'm afraid I won't leave if you come. Sorry, my friend. I went to your house when you were out that morning. The words you wrote to me on the wall, "We will always be friends, friends who will never part." I left a message on it, "friend, when you saw it, I had already left." I'm sorry I didn't tell you. I know you will be cruel to me. I hope you can have better friends. I won't forget you. I'll come back for you. Your forever friend's little moon. "
While I was writing, you came soon and I ran away. I came to the place where we met. I sat on the grass and looked at the other children. You came to me and became my good friend. We became best friends. You found me when I was sad, and you will never be forgotten in my heart. You are my friend, and I don't want you to worry about me. I walked to the railway station with my luggage. I don't know when I can come back. I hope it will be soon.
The title of the composition is ok, self-confidence is still there When we fail, applause is the most wordless encouragement to us. In applause, we forge ahead; Find confidence in applause; In applause, we grow,
My Chinese was highly praised in my class, but I got 79 points in a monthly exam. Looking at the dazzling score on the test paper, that 79 seems to grin at me and laugh at me. I vaguely heard 79 points of ironic laughter. I closed the test paper and felt much colder. This is the worst test I have done in the past year. How should I face it?
A Chinese teacher who has high hopes for me; How should I face my classmates who have been praising my Chinese genius? How can I face my parents? Every time I take an exam, my parents always ask me with concern, "Did you bring your calculator? Did you bring the manuscript? " I think,
After school, I put my schoolbag on my back, put on the test paper that made me feel ashamed, and came back disappointed. When I got home, before my parents could speak, I sighed and said, "Chinese, 79 points, I didn't do well this time." I will work hard next time. " My parents were stunned after listening, and then said, "Let's eat." At the dinner table, everyone looked at the dishes on the table, but they were not in the mood to eat. They were all silent.
"pa! Bang! Bang! ? "Applause broke the dreary atmosphere.
I looked up and saw my father clap his hands and said, "Nothing. Winning or losing is a common occurrence in military strategists. There is no need to lose confidence for an exam. " Come on, we applaud you, encourage you and inspire your confidence in your efforts. "Say that finish, my mother applauded for me, and I said," I'm not so easily knocked down. Just watch. I will be very ashamed in the next exam. "
With these words, the applause rang louder and the loss in my heart vanished. After we had a happy meal, I went back to my bedroom to prepare hard-earned money.
Applause is just a simple and rhythmic sound when two hands clap. Applause is the greatest encouragement in the world. Clap for yourself, clap for others, and regain confidence in applause.
Fortunately, you are still my composition mother! Put aside your sadness and let me sink into your arms. Only you are the destination of my soul.
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Fortunately, with you around, my health is guaranteed.
Last summer vacation, I worked hard to prepare for junior high school, practice writing, and make teaching AIDS. Every night at eleven or twelve, the light in my study is still on. A month later, I lost seven or eight pounds! You are in such a hurry that you don't know what to do. So, every night, you hold a nutrition manual in one hand and a healthy recipe in the other; Copy left, copy right. Keep remembering. Thinking about what to eat tomorrow, but afraid of disturbing me, I had to think silently. Another month has passed, and school has started, and I am full of energy again, but you have lost a lot of weight and aged a lot because of excessive worry.
Fortunately, with you around, my childhood was full of laughter.
The winter vacation is coming again. You took me to Hong Kong and climbed Lushan Mountain. What you will never forget is the West Lake in spring! Spring returns to the earth, walking on the Bai Causeway and Su Causeway of the West Lake, overlooking the lake, I saw the lake sparkling, the canoe rippling, and the reflected moon in Santan Lake embedded in the lake like a gem. Wicker sometimes brushes your cheek, sometimes brushes your head and shoulders, accompanied by a slight paddle sound and a beautiful piano sound in the distance. How intoxicating! In this way, you left me an unforgettable night and good memories.
Fortunately, with you around, my study is motivated.
In the last final exam, I only got 62 points in biology. When I got home, I collapsed on the sofa and always blamed myself for not reviewing well before the exam. Why don't you listen to biology class? I wonder how my mother will scold me when she comes back. Thought of here, my tears unconsciously fell down. Before I knew it, you came back, and I brought you the paper. You were silent for a while, instead of showing anger and accusation, you carefully told me the reasons for failing the exam and the remedies. Hearing this, I left tears again. This time, tears are not full of regret, but moved! From then on, in order not to let my parents worry and feel sad, I studied hard just for their knowing smiles.
Motherly love is like a cloud, which moistens our young hearts, supports the harbor of love, and works tirelessly, as long as one day, without asking for anything in return; Just like this flawless white cloud, even if you eat more and suffer more, all you change is silver hair, vicissitudes of life, aging body and eternal instinctive love.
Fortunately, my life will shine with you around!
Fortunately, there are voices like love composition in the world.
There is such a sound, which inadvertently issued, but also inadvertently touched countless people. It comes from the heart, from the depths of the soul. ...
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"Child, it's cold today, so put on more clothes."
"Eat more, eat at school at night, the food in the canteen is not delicious!"
"I just get up and drink a glass of water every day. How many times have I told you? " ……
"Mom, can you stop it! I know all these questions, but I haven't had time to do them. It seems that I am still a baby and don't know anything! Tired of it! " I was a little angry and said to my mother. For an instant, I saw my mother's bright eyes dim, biting her lip and blushing, like a girl who did something wrong. I looked up at my watch, I was going to be late! I picked up my schoolbag and ran, regardless of my mother behind me. "At school ..." My mother followed me out of the house, only said half a sentence, and seemed to think of something, without saying much. If I look back at this time, I will definitely see my mother turning her lonely figure and walking home.
How cold it is! I had to run to school and sit in my seat, and my thoughts gradually became clear: I just talked about my mother, and her mother seemed a little sad. I suddenly have some regrets. In fact, I know that every parent's nagging is for our own good, but if you listen to the same words too much, even a sensible child will be annoyed! Every time I am ambivalent.
I picked up my book and prepared to read it in the morning. The teacher suddenly came in and said, "Your mother is here." I hurried out the door. I saw my mother's red eyes. She cried and her heart melted again. The two of us stood face to face, and neither of us spoke. The atmosphere was awkward. After a while, I got up the courage and said, "Mom, I'm sorry. I won't bother if you nag me again! " Mom shook her head and said, "Forget it. Actually, mom has thought about it. You have entered adolescence. I shouldn't always be in charge of you, so I'll pay attention to it later. " "That's the best of both worlds now!" I'm happy to give my mother a high five.
In fact, sometimes I think that if mom stops nagging and caring about you, you will have nothing to rely on.
"Mom, I'm back." I walked happily to the kitchen. My mother specially stewed fish soup for me, smelling the fragrance and warming my heart.
"Eat more fish!"
"Fish soup supplements the brain and drinks more!"
"Fish head ..."
Mom's words suddenly stopped, and I asked strangely, "What's the matter?" Mother said, "I can't get rid of this problem, and I'm nagging again." I shook my head, held my mother's hand and said, "Mom, if you can't change it, don't change it. I like your nagging. In this way, it is called home. " Mom smiled and said, "Really?" I nodded my head. So mom, she began to turn into a Tang priest again.
I really like this sound, soft and warm, which makes me feel a sense of dependence. At a certain moment, it reaches your heart and touches your heartstrings ... you will find that with this sound, the world becomes beautiful.
This kind of voice is called maternal love.
Fortunately, your composition has 200 words, thanks to you.
In my life, there will be many people who are very important to me. They opened the shackles in our hearts and let the inner world bloom warmly. In my life, thank you for accompanying me through the difficulties when I wanted to give up, and also let me learn to persist.
A fireball-like sun hung in the blue sky in July, and the clouds seemed to be melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace. The weather is very hot, there is no wind, and the thick air seems to freeze.
Another section of physical education class, the nightmare is coming again. We lined up on the playground. "Run 12 laps behind, don't be lazy." The PE teacher shouted. He stood in front of us with a pointer and said the main points with a serious expression. It seems impossible to be lazy. I'm afraid that if the pointer really falls on me, I have no choice but to run with it.
Round after round, the hot sun hit our faces mercilessly, and huge sweat rolled from our foreheads to our cheeks. We walked on the plastic playground step by step, but the road to the finish line was not short.
The fiery red and dazzling sun hung in the sky, giving off strong light, which accelerated the evaporation of water in my body. The whistle of the PE teacher echoed on the playground. Maybe I ran too fast at first, but now I have almost no strength, so I gradually slowed down. Unconsciously, one classmate after another flashed by me, and I struggled to run forward, but the end seemed to be getting farther and farther.
Finally, I can't hold on any longer. I just sat on the playground, feeling weak and weak. Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "Hold on." He ran from behind, pulled me up and encouraged me: "Take your time, don't give up, hold on, you can do it!" "
Encouraged by him, I continued to run forward. Whenever I want to give up, there will always be "take your time, persistence is victory!" " "
Unconsciously, the road to the finish line is getting closer and closer, and I am determined to stick to it. I ran with him in the sun and rushed to the finish line.
The whistle stopped, so did we. I saw his smiling face in the sun and remembered his words, "Take your time, persistence is victory." I was moved inexplicably.
Thank you, you encouraged me when I wanted to give up and let me learn to persist.
In life, thanks to these people, we can live happier!