Unforgettable first excellent composition 1 There are many firsts in life. Cooking for the first time, performing on stage for the first time, washing clothes for the first time. What benefited me a lot was the unforgettable first time.
One day when I was seven years old, I had to go home by myself after dancing because my grandfather was ill. When I came to a fork in the road unconsciously, the "gloomy" path on the left was the only way for me to go home, which is why I asked my grandfather to pick me up. This is the "tiger's mouth" when I go home. The sky is hazy and there are no lights on the road. I was scared, even though it was a day. Besides, there are several solitary graves there. ...
At this moment, how I want to have an acquaintance pass by. As soon as I thought that this was the only way for me to go home, I had the courage to walk to the path, and my heart became more and more nervous. The exhibition is not to say that you are not afraid to shout at night? I shouted: no fear, no fear ... this method really worked, and in a short time, my fear was reduced by more than half. Just after walking the path, I seem to see a man in black, "Ah, ghost!" " "I called for a whole minute, a closer look, turned out to be a tree, not afraid, not afraid, and no ghosts. I comforted myself and walked in the direction of going home. When I returned to my warm home, I suddenly realized that walking at night was nothing to be afraid of. From then on, I went home by myself after dancing, and never asked my grandfather to take me home again.
The first time I walked at night, I understood a truth. We should learn to try the first time and face the first time bravely, never back down. What's more, there are no ghosts in this world.
Unforgettable First Excellent Composition 2 In my life, there are many firsts. Cooking for the first time, sleeping by myself for the first time, going to school by myself for the first time and so on. But the most unforgettable first time was to buy drinks with a vending machine.
That was a stupid thing I did when I was young. One day in early spring, my father and I went to Urumqi by train to visit my sick grandmother. At the railway station, we wait for the train in the waiting room. When I said I was thirsty, my father took me to buy water. There is an unmanned vending machine not far from us. This is the first time my father and I have seen this kind of high technology, so we are very curious. Dad and I walked to the front of the machine. Wow! There are many drinks in it: milk tea, coke, beer and so on. Dad and I decided to buy drinks here. Dad took out 50 yuan money and put it in, only to see a small screen: Please touch the selection number. Dad chose a bottle of milk tea for me and pressed OK. I reached into the exit excitedly. Wait, wait, wait. Why hasn't the milk tea come out yet? I feel a little nervous. Dad frantically canceled, canceled, but the money couldn't come out. Oh, my God, it's not 50 yuan money! This machine can't break down! I thought to myself, my father looked at the glass anxiously and didn't know what to do.
I looked at the screen in disappointment, and suddenly my eyes fell on the word "touch", so I started to touch it. I touched the front, back, up and down. Just when I accidentally came across a screen that was showing advertisements, I finally got a response. It says: Welcome to the vending machine. Please select. So choose here! The big stone in my heart was finally put down. Milk tea came out and the change was withdrawn. I don't know why, maybe it's just a toss-up. I seem to think the milk tea in my hand tastes better.
Yes! Only by practicing more and trying more can we know more about life.
On Friday, my mother bought tongue sole fish, which is my favorite, so she took the initiative to say to her mother, "I killed the fish today."
I quickly grabbed the fish, ran to the kitchen, turned on the tap and rushed to the water, grabbed the kitchen knife and cut off the fish's tail. My mother was shocked and said to me, "that's not how fish are killed." I'll teach you. " As she spoke, she showed me another fish. I saw her holding the fish tail in her hand and scraping the fish scales vertically in the direction of the fish head with a knife, which was very thorough. I grabbed the knife and scraped the scales like my mother, but I couldn't scrape them off. My mother said to me: "You scrape backwards, you should scrape backwards along the direction of scale growth." When I saw it, it was really upside down. I quickly turned the fish in the opposite direction, and finally scraped off the scales this time.
But what about the fish skin on the other side? I cut a bit of fish skin with a knife and pulled the fish head down with one hand, but the fish skin was so tight that I was exhausted and only pulled a small piece. Look at mom again. She tore the skin of the whole fish three or two times, leaving nothing behind. I pulled as hard as she did, but the skin of the fish was torn off and the surface of the fish was made into a "pockmarked belly" by my hands.
Peel the fish, it's time to clean up the internal organs. Mother cut a crack in her stomach and cut it with scissors, and the whole internal organs fell out. Like her, I cut and dug, only to dig out a fish eyeball, so I had to dig around with my fingers, trying to take the internal organs out of my mouth, but it was mashed, which was even harder. When I was in a hurry, I opened the fish's mouth, pulled out the fish's chin directly, and lost its internal organs, but the fish became a "disabled fish" without a chin.
After finishing the fish, I looked at my "disabled fish" and my mother's beautiful fish, and deeply realized that this seemingly simple job also has deep knowledge!
On Friday morning, the teacher took us to the microteaching room. This is my first time to go to the microteaching room.
On the way to the classroom, I kept thinking, what is a microteaching room like? How is it different from our classroom now?
Soon, we arrived at the microteaching room. As soon as I entered the classroom, I was stunned by what I saw. The walls, curtains and floors of the classroom are as blue as the sea. My eyes are full of blue at once, and I can't tell East from West. I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully, and found that cameras were installed around the classroom. The ceiling is covered with small black balls, which are sound receivers.
Just then, the bell rang. Everyone quickly sat down in their seats and listened carefully to the teacher. I also stood up and sat in my seat to listen. I know that the camera in the classroom is the teacher's eyes. I don't even dare to do small moves, for fear that the teacher will see me. The balls on the ceiling are like teachers' ears. I dare not say a nonsense for fear that the teacher will hear me.
I think this class is too long, and I can't wait to finish. "Ding" is finally over, and I am relieved.
This is my first time to take a class in the microteaching room. I am really nervous. I will definitely remember this unforgettable first time.
Unforgettable first excellent composition 5 Whenever I see others sliding freely like swans on skates, I have an idea in my heart that I want to skate, too! So I pestered my parents to buy me a pair of skates. Finally, I persuaded my father. That afternoon, my father bought me a pair of roller skates.
Because this is the first time I have a pair of skates of my own, I can't wait to put them on. Before I could stand up, I fell to the ground with a bang. I wondered, thinking: How can you skate so easily, only I am so difficult? I got up and asked my mother to help me. Just as my mother tried to pull my elbow, I stumbled to the ground again. I rubbed my sore arm and tears swirled in my eyes. My mother quickly pulled me up and asked me if I fell in pain. My mother asked as she helped me to the national flagpole and let me slide on the guardrail of the flag-raising platform.
I slowly released my mother's hand and quickly held the guardrail. I slid along the guardrail step by step. I skated carefully, fearing that something would block my way in case I slipped down. I slipped round and round, but my hands just couldn't loosen the railing. My mother encouraged me to say, "Come on! Let go. " I listened, trying to let go and slide forward. I didn't fall this time. Maybe I practiced too much! I smiled happily and said to my mother, "Look, mom, persistence is victory!" " "
But in the blink of an eye, my body leaned forward a little, I quickly grasped the balance and my hands kept shaking in the air. After standing firm, I slipped forward again, this time more smoothly-I didn't fall. In this way, I skated over and over again and finally learned to skate.
This is my first time skating, and it is also the day when I learned to skate.
Unforgettable First Excellent Composition 6 There are many firsts in life. They are like eternal lights, flashing in my memory forever, and they are like a string of footprints, staying on the road of our growth forever. These first times, in my life, built a beautiful landscape, and I will never forget the first time I took a train.
During the winter vacation, I stayed at my grandmother's house for a while. Because my parents were too busy to pick me up, I decided to go home by train. I am both happy and nervous. When I got home, I was very happy to get praise from my parents, praising me for having the courage to go home by train alone. I'm nervous. I'm afraid I took the wrong bus and I can't go home. When I entered the station, I followed the crowd to the track and kept asking my uncle and aunt if they were going the wrong way. I quickly found my seat, but my seat was taken by a white-haired grandmother. I don't want to disturb it. After all, I am old and it is not good to stand. So I stood by, and my aunt behind me was reading. She suddenly stood up and said kindly, "You arrived at the first stop. Please sit down first. " I am very happy. The aunt is neatly dressed, with a clean face and a book in her hand. She must be very cultured. Unconsciously, I arrived at my destination. Aunt said kindly, "Goodbye." Then I sat down.
Through this incident, I deeply realized that whatever I do, I only need courage, which is a step towards success. In life, we should help more people in need, so that the whole world will be full of love.
Where did dad buy a box of mangosteen today? This is my first time to see mangosteen. I saw it wearing a purple coat. It's as big as an orange and hard to feel, so I guess it must be terrible.
Dad peeled off its ugly skin with his hand and took out a petal of pulp for me to taste. I quickly waved my hand and said, "If I don't eat it, it must be terrible." How do you know if it's delicious unless you taste it? Good boy, have one. "Dad began to let me perform a' terrorist mission'. Thinking of my father's fierce appearance at ordinary times, I was helpless and barely took a sip. Wow! I really don't know if I don't eat. I was shocked to eat it! Mangosteen is not good-looking, but the flesh is tender and smooth, and the taste is much better than I expected.
So, I appreciate mangosteen carefully: I see that the pulp of mangosteen is white, and its structure is very similar to that of garlic we usually eat, but garlic is hard, mangosteen pulp is soft, and there are some brown seeds in many pulp. I think it's probably the seed of mangosteen.
Maybe it was so delicious that I ate several at once. My father smiled at me and asked, "Hey, didn't you say it would be terrible?" "I had a brainwave and replied," I haven't tasted it, so I don't know. " My father and I both laughed.
I didn't know until I tried everything. Of course it means good.
Unforgettable First Excellent Composition 8 Among the things I have experienced, there are many unforgettable things. What I remember vividly is the first time I learned to ride a bike. I remember it was a weekend. After my pleading, my brother finally agreed to teach me to ride a bike.
At first, it was very simple to see others riding around. Just sit on it and keep stepping on it. Who knows, I was in trouble from the beginning. Every meter you ride, your bike starts to tilt. Before I knew it, I fell to the ground with my car and people. I'm discouraged. My brother saw it and said to me, "If you decide what to do, you must do it seriously, treat it and be a man." You can't give up. " After listening to this sentence, I picked up my bike, stepped on the pedal, sat on the seat and held the faucet, and rode up, but this time it was not as good as last time, and my feet couldn't make any effort. The car shook like a yangko, and I couldn't fall down again, but my brother encouraged me to say, "Never mind, keep coming." Encouraged by my brother, I made up my mind to succeed, so I got on the bus again, stepped on the gas pedal, got on the seat and rode with the faucet. Hey, I really achieved my goal. At this time, I thought to myself, I must persist and succeed, and the result is getting more and more stable. Haha, I succeeded!
This unforgettable first time told me: No matter what you do, you must persevere, so that you can succeed!
Last winter vacation, my father and I went to the agricultural wonders to pick oranges.
In the agricultural wonders, from a distance, the top of the mountain is green with some orange in the middle, just like a beautiful landscape painting.
Walking through a green meadow, I came to the hillside and looked at the orange forest at the top of the mountain. I can't help feeling a little excited. This is my first time picking oranges.
I couldn't control my excitement and ran up the hill happily. There are mossy stone steps, which seem a little damp. There are many fallen leaves on both sides, paving a mattress in Zhang Tianran. Several grasshoppers jumped on the dead leaves, making them hiss and hiss, getting closer and closer.
I came to an orange tree with a basket. The fruit of this tree is green, which is completely different from the fruits of the surrounding trees. It's like finding a white sesame in the pot of black sesame, which is very conspicuous. I want to pick oranges at the top of the branches, but I can only describe my mood as "I hate short hands".
I thought about it, picked up a long wooden stick from the side and knocked the orange down. There is a thick layer of leaves under the ground, so I don't have to worry about damaging the oranges. I picked up oranges and put them in the basket. Then I picked them from other trees one by one.
When I got home, I washed the green oranges, peeled them to reveal the pulp, broke off a petal and put it in my mouth. The sweet and sour taste blooms in my mouth. It's delicious.
Sometimes, people put a magnifying glass on a difficulty and think they can't beat it, but if you fight it, you will feel it is like picking oranges. Although born in a high place, there is always a way to choose. I will never forget picking oranges for the first time.
The unforgettable first excellent composition 10 returned to the earth in March, leaving me with countless memories, one of which was like the brightest star in the night sky, constantly flashing in my mind.
It's another school season. Singing and laughter spread all over the class, but mixed with a little sadness. Why is this? Something big is going to happen, right? What is that?
After class, a piece of paper was recorded on my desk, which stung my heart again and again. The time before class is much quieter than before. Everyone sat in their seats and carefully filled in the "first time" classmate record, hoping to bring different surprises to each other and remind him of the beautiful moments of the past. ...
I can't help but sigh, time, can you pass slowly, don't rush and play hide-and-seek with us? Come and sing the children's songs with us at that time; Come and do crossword puzzles with us. In six years, I made it at sunrise, stopped at sunset, and blossomed. In a blink of an eye, there are only more than 100 days left with you. It seems that freshmen only reported for duty yesterday, and they will break up and say goodbye today; It seems that the saplings of hope were planted only yesterday, but today they have grown into towering trees; It seems that yesterday was a baby in the cradle, but today it flies freely. ...
More than two thousand days have slipped away from us, what is left? Innocent smiling face no longer exists, there will be no more immature laughter, leaving only a classmate record.
The first time I wrote a classmate's record, I wrote laughter and tears, but I left no trace. ...
Unforgettable Memories The first excellent composition 1 1 falls like osmanthus, and every petal of osmanthus has unforgettable memories. But the most unforgettable "first time" is to participate in the national Latin dance competition.
It was a summer night last year, and the dance teacher suddenly called me. The teacher said, "Wang Yiran, there will be a national Latin dance competition at the end of the month. Would you like to go? " I said, "Yes!" The teacher said, "Then you can sign up for double. Hu Jinyu is your new partner. You two have time to practice after school. "
The next day until the day before the competition, I went to the Latin dance school every day and had a month of intensive practice.
In a blink of an eye, the day of the game is coming. We arrived at the competition site excitedly. What a crowd! My first feeling is nervousness. We are numbered. We are group b of the duet. Group a is almost over, and it's my turn soon. "Let's invite Group B to play." After listening to the radio, Hu Jinyu and I took to the stage and started dancing.
The music started. I heard it was rumba music. We're going to jump the rumba bronze medal. At first I opened my hand, and a beautiful appearance made the audience applaud warmly. Jumping and jumping, I seem to forget that I am taking part in a competition, but I usually practice at school. After one piece of music was sung, the second piece of cha-cha immediately started, which made my blood boil all over. When dancing cha-cha, even the poorly practiced fixed-point turn and new york step are very good. I thought: this is the charm of the stage! With a perfect turn and a deep bow, I walked off the stage.
After returning to Tangshan, the teacher gave me an award, and I was very happy with the trophy! This participation in the Latin dance national competition also made me understand a truth. Past success does not mean future success.
The unforgettable first excellent composition 12 There will be many firsts in life, such as cooking for the first time, skating for the first time, raising small animals for the first time and so on. Next, I will talk about my first experience of riding a bike.
That was last year. Seeing many people riding around the yard, I feel very unwilling. I am so old in junior high school that I can ride a bike completely. Why not learn? So, my grandparents found me a new car and let me learn to ride a bike.
At first, I had never touched this kind of thing, but as soon as I got up, I fell down. I bounced the dirt off my body, straightened my car and continued my study. Grandma was worried that I would fall down again, so she held me behind and let me find the feeling of riding a bike first. Slowly, slowly, grandma released her hand and I flew out like an arrow. I just didn't know the grip at that time, and the speed gradually weakened, and the route of the car gradually became winding. Finally, I didn't grasp it well, and I couldn't catch it again and fell to the ground.
In this way, I fell down two or three times I really didn't want to ride when I practiced, but I finally began to master the law of riding a bicycle grip. I rode better and better, and finally I could even ride with one hand. I've been riding it once or twice every time, and I've learned many skills such as tumbling and turning. Now after unremitting practice, I am very angry. Through this incident, I also understand a truth: as long as you persist, you will succeed. Only through our unremitting efforts can we overcome all obstacles and win.
The unforgettable first excellent composition 13 "Gollum ... I never like to sleep late, and I heard the" call "from my stomach. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, tried to open them, got up, put on my clothes and walked out of the room. There was silence at home. What happened to my parents? Why don't they get up and make breakfast for me? "In desperation", I washed in a hurry and started my first cooking experience.
I went into the kitchen and took out two fresh eggs from the refrigerator and a small bowl. I cracked a crack in an egg, put the middle finger of my hands in it, and gently pulled it, and both yolk and egg white went into the bowl. In this way, I "solved" both eggs. I added some chopped green onion, yellow wine and salt to the eggs and stirred them with chopsticks.
After the preparations were finished, I began to fry rice. First, turn on the fire, then pour the oil into the pot. After a while, I heard a crackling explosion, and the oil in the pot splashed everywhere. It's really scary After the oil boiled, I poured the rice into the pot and skillfully stirred it back and forth with a shovel. Finally, I poured the eggs I had prepared into the pot. Not long after, I saw the eggs that were just liquid and immediately became my favorite scrambled eggs. Next, I began to scramble eggs. After the eggs are basically cooked, I pour the rice into the pot and add salt. Soon, a bowl of delicious fried rice with eggs is ready. Looking at my own fried rice with eggs, I am very happy! Put it in my rice bowl and wolfed it down, haha! This is the best fried rice with eggs in the world!
Through this incident, I deeply understood the truth that "nothing is difficult in the world, and I am afraid that there is a will", and I understood and tried it at the first time.
Unforgettable first excellent composition 14 I want to talk about the first time. In fact, the most unforgettable thing for me is cooking for the first time.
I remember it was a Sunday morning. My mother left early to attend an impromptu meeting. After getting up, I saw a note left on my mother's desk, so I made noodles myself. I thought, should I do something at my age?
Do as I say. I take out the rice first like my mother. It's as simple as taking it out after several times. Then I put it in the pot, and then I wash the vegetables. Like my mother, I put the food on the chopping board, only to find that the knife in my hand seemed to have a hard time with me, and I was never sure. So I cut the vegetables, and the size and shape are really different.
It didn't take long for the meal to start cooking. I also want to start cooking like my mother, put the oil in, and then pour the food in. Just put some seasoning on it. Soon vegetables and rice will be on the table. I'll taste it. Oh, my God, what is this? Rice is raw, food is raw and salty.
At this time, my mother came back, looked at it and said it was good and improved. I bowed my head in shame. My mother picked up chopsticks and tasted them. I quickly stopped saying goodbye. My mother still tasted it and said, actually, it takes time to cook rice, and it takes 15 to 20 minutes to cook rice. You must wait for the oil to soak. As for salt, you need to practice more next time. After listening to my mother, I finally understood a lot.
Although this matter has passed, I will never forget cooking for the first time.
Unforgettable first excellent composition15 65438+February 28th, I will never forget that day.
That day, Grandfather Sun also loved face, showing a long-lost smiling face. I am also full of joy, because today I will fly for the first time and feel the charm of flying.
When I arrived at the terminal, all the structures and equipment in this hall made me feel extremely fresh and curious. Let's show our plane tickets first, then our household registration book and ID card, and finally check our luggage (check whether there are inflammable and explosive articles on us). After passing, we go to the boarding hall.
There is a long waiting time in the boarding hall. After a long time, a beautiful arc crossed the sky. Wow, it's a plane, here comes the plane! I don't know where my sister came from and shook the glass! I looked up and saw a blue plane flying in our direction, and my heart jumped again. When the plane landed, the door opened and the people inside flowed out like water. Some are still wandering in the sky. It really excites me to see all kinds of expressions.
It's finally our turn to board the plane. Follow the footsteps of the staff, walk into the cabin and sit on the seat. After a while, the plane took off. I grabbed the handrail tightly and looked out of the window: Oh, we are getting farther and farther away from the ground, the mountains are getting smaller and smaller, the rivers are getting thinner and thinner, and people are disappearing. You see, the train is really like a centipede climbing over mountains, the tall building is really like a building block for children to play with, and all kinds of cars are like small beetles shuttling through their village. I can't wait to see more of my hometown!