He was sad 1 The breeze blew outside the window, and leaves were flying up and down ...
He was eliminated, wanted to cry without tears, and sat back in his position with a blank face.
In the classroom, his confused eyes gradually turned red, and several pieces of soaked tissue were added to the drawer. After school, the students left the classroom in succession. The classroom was empty, the table was silent, the chair was speechless, and only the cool breeze accompanied him.
He looked down at the scars on his hands, which seemed to be a sign of failure. He couldn't help but twist his eyebrows into a knot in one's heart, scratch the back of his head, push his glasses, and his mouth widened. Suddenly, he burst into tears.
The sky was a lot darker, and the cool wind outside the window blew harder and harder. Only one sound of "Bang-"was heard, and the opposite classroom door was slammed under the "instigation" of the wind. "Bang bang-"The door next to it was closed by the wind one after another. The wind was even more proud, roaring against the windows and doors, making a low "whoop" sound from time to time, and even the earth seemed to be shaking. His whole body shrank into a ball and he trembled a little ...
In this way, it lasted for a few minutes, and the wind was completely angry and roared almost crazily. The wind brought rain, and sure enough, the heavy rain came ... He wiped his tears, straightened his waist and walked into the rain ...
Beside the green grass, he looked up at the sky and let the rain pass through his cheeks, mixing the tears with the rain.
He said to himself, "it doesn't matter if I lose this election. I still have a chance. I will select players next year!" "
Looking back on the past elimination match, he lost the election and failed to be selected as a basketball player for primary school students in the district. He admitted it and decided not to make it difficult for himself.
He closed his eyes and tried his best to clear his memory, but there were still some hot tears flowing down involuntarily.
On the way, the rain is still "rushing-"underground, and the drops of rain beads seem to knock on his heart.
He was sad for two days, and it was gloomy. From time to time, there was a burst of cold wind, and the rain was falling ... So was his heart, and he was sad.
I remember that one morning, when we were shopping, my brother took a fancy to a toy car. My mother told him, "If you want this toy car, you must fight for it with your efforts!" "
In order to get his favorite toy, his brother took what his mother said to heart. So as soon as I got home, I helped my mother sweep the floor, wash the dishes and clean the table ... With his efforts, I finally got my beloved toy.
The younger brother held his toy and sat down carefully for fear that his toy would be broken. At the moment when my brother's toy was opened, my curiosity came to my throat: "Be sure to go and have a look!" " I grabbed my brother's toy, but I didn't hold it steady and it fell to the ground. My brother didn't return to his senses for a while. When he saw that his hard-earned toy was broken, he was disheartened. He frowned, tears fell from time to time, and he rubbed his eyes with his hand until they were red and swollen. He glared at me and gave me goose bumps.
"This is over, this is over, and it makes him sad. What should I do?" I'm like an ant on hot bricks-I'm in a rash.
"I'm sorry!" I picked up the toy and stuffed it in his hand. "Don't cry, I ... I ... I can't compensate you for one?"
"Hum!" He left in a rage. I sat on the sofa and looked at the sky. There was silence around me. The flowers seemed to wither and the grass stopped growing.
He was sad. If everything can start all over again, then my choice, his choice, will be different ...
He is sad. This man is my good friend, surnamed Zhang, and I often call him Xiao Zhang. Xiao Zhang is a veritable optimist, with a smiling face on his face all day. No matter who he meets, he is greeted with a smiling face. I think: He is so happy all day, he must have never been sad! However, because of that, he was sad!
That year's summer vacation, we were preparing for an Olympic math class. At this time, our Olympic math teacher came into the classroom and called Xiao Zhang out; I thought to myself: did Xiao Zhang make any serious mistakes and the teacher want to criticize him? I don't think so. When Xiao Zhang walked out, he looked so calm and not nervous at all. I also thought: Xiao Zhang usually studies so hard, asks the teacher when he meets questions he doesn't understand, and his grades are quite good, so he can be regarded as an excellent student! The teacher should not criticize him, but have something important to find him.
After a long time, Xiao Zhang didn't come into the classroom. I looked out anxiously and saw Xiao Zhang standing at the door of the classroom. The smile on his face disappeared, his eyes were red and slightly stunned. There were still a few tears swirling around his eyes. His mouth was slightly open, his face was heavy, his legs trembled a little and he looked listless. Look at the teacher again, it doesn't look like a temper tantrum! At this time, the teacher patted Xiao Zhang on the back with his hand, as if to comfort him. What on earth made this optimist sad like this?
Xiao Zhang walked slowly back to his seat with heavy steps. His feet seemed to be tied with two shot puts. He didn't raise his hand as actively as before, but supported his drooping head with his hands and looked out of the window stupefied. Before long, his father took him away. The next day when he came, I went to ask him what was going on. He replied, "My grandmother died!" "
It turns out that optimists will be sad after losing their loved ones!
He was sad on a rainy day, because everyone completely lost a good playmate this time.
It's a puppy. It plays with everyone every day. Whenever I finish my homework, I will call him and the puppy downstairs to play. Everyone will throw a wooden stick into the distance every time, and the puppy will run to the wooden stick like a leopard. After a while, the puppy will come back with a wooden stick in his mouth and wag his tail in front of everyone. The wagging of his tail seems to say, "You see how powerful I am!" Everyone touched its head a few times, and it rolled on the ground, making everyone laugh.
On that day, as always, I went to ask them next door to go downstairs to play together, but he just came by himself. When I saw him, I quickly asked, "Where is your youngest son?" Why not go downstairs to play together? " "Oh, it! It went to the street with my mother and will be back in a moment. " He replied. After listening to his words, I relaxed and played happily all afternoon. It was almost evening, so I went upstairs with him and went into our respective homes. Just as I was preparing to watch TV after dinner, I heard crying in the corridor. So, I opened the door and looked down the corridor and found him sitting at the door crying. I hurried over and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" He slowly raised his head, rubbed his eyes that were already red with tears and said, "I ... my little ... my little one has lost his fortune." His eyes are dull and his eyes are slightly red. I guess he has been hurt to death. At this time, I also felt sad. Although it is a small animal, everyone has already regarded it as their best partner. On the second day, on the weekend, everyone went to the surrounding shops to ask and look around, but they still found nothing.
In an instant, it has been a long time, and he still misses it very much! Every time I pass this street after school, I always see his unspeakable sadness and tears.
He was sad. Why did you hit me, huh? I hate you! How can you talk to dad like that? Apologize quickly. That night, our family quarreled constantly.
Dad was giving me a lecture at that time, so the second half was the fastest, got it? Aye, I know, I know! I smiled awkwardly. I was studying. Pay attention, not joking. Dad said to me seriously with a straight face. His tone made me uncomfortable, so I put away my smiling face and continued to listen to him. But I have always held a grudge against what he just said. So I always looked at my father with a straight face, and my father noticed that something was wrong with me. Quietly ask: What's the matter, are you uncomfortable? I said grumpily: nothing, you go on. Then please correct your attitude and study. I can hear his tone with a little tolerance.
Oh, I deliberately stretched my voice and said impatiently.
Because my study has declined recently, my father is very anxious, plus my impatience, he suddenly changed his face and said angrily, Are you still studying? Learn or leave!
Go away! I broke out with a sigh of relief because of the exercises assigned by my parents every day, yelling loudly. Dad didn't expect me to do this, so he quarreled with me. The more we quarreled, the more intense it became. Suddenly, he slapped me hard. I said harshly: You and mom give me so much pressure every day. I can't stand it! If only I didn't have yours! Dad was shocked when he heard this. His angry face froze and he looked at me sadly. Two lines of tears flowed down, and he opened his mouth and muttered, I'm doing it for you. Then he sighed again, his hands drooped, turned around, walked into the room, gently locked the door, and never came out all night.
I looked at my father's door and didn't speak. My face was still burning and painful, and I kept thinking about what had just happened. I went so far, alas. Yes, dad didn't do anything wrong. He gave me too much, but I hurt him.
He is really sad this time.
He was sad. On that Wednesday, we had a math quiz in the whole grade. Something happened on the quiz, which broke my friend's heart. For this, I feel extremely guilty.
My good friend Xiao Wu sits in the back row. At that time, I was absorbed in answering questions, and suddenly I felt a pen behind me. I subconsciously looked back and found Xiao Wu winking at me. I don't know what happened, so I looked at him doubtfully. He raised his right hand, pointed to his examination paper, marked it with an "eight" and pointed it to the side. It dawned on me that he was having difficulty in doing the problem, and he hoped that I would put the paper on the side to show him the answer. I am very hesitant in my heart: cooperate with him, this is cheating-the teacher taught us before that copying papers in exams is equivalent to hurting others; However, if I don't cooperate with him, he may hate me again. I felt uneasy and very contradictory ... Finally, I decided not to peek at him. When the exam was over, he walked away without thinking. I was so sad that I remembered his round face before, with a smile at the corners of his mouth and a thick smile in his eyes … but now this friendship has disappeared. Bitter tears flowed into my heart, and I really felt so sad.
During a recess the next day, he suddenly asked me why I refused to reveal the answer yesterday. I looked at him, stunned. In class, the teacher reported the results. Xiao Wu lost five points because he answered this question incorrectly, and the class ranking fell several times. I saw the loss and sadness on his face. During the break, he turned and walked back to his seat from the corridor, still ignoring me, lying on his seat and suddenly burst into tears. From then on, he stopped talking to me, and I was very sad.
I know it's not good to tell Xiao Wu the answer, but I lost this friendship in order to stick to my principles. Is this friendship worth cherishing?
He was sad. My brother gave me an assembled toy made by himself.
He handed me the assembly with anticipation, his mouth slightly raised and his eyes flashed with expectation. I looked at the assembly, and then at him. Assembly was not my favorite toy, but looking at his expectant eyes, I obviously tried for a long time to hope that I liked it, so I didn't dampen his self-confidence and let out a cry: Wow! It's so beautiful! I love it! I took the assembly from him, looked at it, and I liked it very much, so I couldn't help praising him.
He was very happy to hear my praise, and there was a bright smile on his face. When he left, my mouth drooped and I couldn't help but sigh: how ugly! Then I threw it into the drawer.
On the weekend, my brother came to my house again and wanted to do his homework with me. He accidentally mentioned the assembled toy he gave me and said, What about the assembled toy I gave you last time? I was suddenly surprised and said hesitantly, I, I, I have put it away! My brother looked at me falteringly and said, show me! Said he wanted to open the drawer. I immediately blocked his hand and said, no! No way! No way! Why? My brother said puzzled. Because because I can't speak. My brother was angry, his dark eyebrows became tight and his eyes became fierce. He said, No, I must see my assembly! After that, he pulled the drawer so hard that he was dumbfounded. The assembly became neat, the building blocks became uneven, and the parts fell upside down. At that moment, time seemed to freeze. How could you do this? It took me hours to spell it out! As he spoke, his eyes turned red and bloodshot. His voice sounded so heavy.
He bit his lower lip, hung his head, sucked his nose, slowly turned around and left slowly.
I stood in pieces, filled with regret and guilt. I know, this time he is really sad!
He is sad. Composition 8 will announce the mid-term exam results today.
He was very nervous when he received the report card, and his heart jumped into his throat. He heard the heartbeat clearly, as if he had a hunch, but he didn't dare to face it. He carefully put the report card on the table, and his fingers gently twisted the cover of the report card. The thin paper was like a thousand pounds in front of him. He bit his lip tight and his body couldn't stop shivering. "Open!"
He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Chinese-72"
"Mathematics-86"
"English-80"
"No ... it's impossible." He was frightened to disgrace and broke out in a cold sweat. He didn't believe what was written above, but it has become a fact. My face has already been covered with unwilling tears. Seeing the partners around me, all of them got excellent grades, and I am no longer as high as before.
When I get home, I have to accept my father's rebuke and my mother's sigh. Thinking of this, he ran out of the classroom. He came to the corner alone, the report card in his hand was held tighter and tighter, and the tears in the corner of his eyes dripped on the paper, and the scribbled handwriting on the paper became more and more blurred because of the tears.
He was so sad that he wanted to find something, even one, to make him cry, but there was nothing, even none ... He was alone and helpless, and he could do nothing but run away.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-"The last line of defense was stabbed. His face was cracked with tears. He wanted to control his voice and not let others hear him, but he still couldn't hold back his heart. He tried to suppress his crying. He lifted his clothes and wiped the tears on his face, but the tears were like a flood that burst its banks, and he couldn't wipe them off.
He tried to make himself not so sad and recall the happy things he had experienced, but it was useless. When the bell rang, he returned to the classroom with a heavy heart ...
He is sad. It is a painful thing to be wronged by his parents, and he is sad because of being wronged by his parents.
One day, he skipped home, thinking: Mom will definitely cook a lot of delicious, braised pork? Braised prawns? Or fried beef? Little did I know that at this time, a big storm of a family was coming. He excitedly pushed open the door at home, went straight to the room, put down his schoolbag, and then trotted to the kitchen, expecting to ask, "Mom, what did you cook?" I saw my mother looking at him with those fierce eyes, as if the laser would be emitted from her eyes the next moment, and her face suddenly turned red, just like a ripe apple. Her mother clenched her fists and her veins stood out violently, as if she would call him the next moment.
He asked worriedly, "Mom, what's the matter with you?" Mom said angrily, "It's not because of you. Honestly, where did you put my money?"? This roar made the house shake. Mom said even louder, "You didn't!" After that, my mother slapped him in the face and smacked him. He couldn't bear it, burying his face in three steps and rushing to the room in two steps. 1 of "pa" shut the door, "whoa, whoa ....." His bean-sized sweat flowed down his white cheeks. He clenched his fists and slapped the table hard. "Whoa, I didn't, just didn't, whoa ..." He was like a volcano, and now it has erupted.
He cried louder and louder. Tears not only flowed on his pale cheeks, but also on his heart. He understood: I just didn't take your's money, alas.
And this is the saddest time for him. There is no one. It is terrible to be wronged by his parents.
He was sad 10 Everyone has everyone's emotions. In fact, as students, everyone also has our emotions. It's just that we can't express them with our classmates or in front of the public because of face, but everyone does have our emotions. Before my deskmate, I thought he was a good character. Because I have never seen him angry or crying, his mood has been really low recently. The reason is that his grades this time are less than those in the exam, and he has failed one course.
Although his academic performance was not very good before, he was also among the best in his class. It's rare to see him fail in a subject, but he actually failed in one subject in this examination, so he was very sad. As a classmate and his deskmate, of course, I am duty-bound to comfort him. My previous academic performance was not very good, but after my efforts, my grades in every subject are basically above the qualified line, at least my grades are still very good. I know how bad academic performance affects a person, especially when he used to have very good academic performance, but then suddenly failed, his parents will scold him.
In those days, he really came to school with red eyes every day. I knew that his parents must be scolding him again. Because I had this experience before, I must have made him happy after he came to school, but he couldn't laugh every time. I know that only when his grades improve gradually in the future can he be really happy, so I will study with him seriously. Every time he doesn't attend class or can't study hard, I will always lend him my notes. After my continuous enlightenment and companionship, now his grades are slowly recovering. Although I don't know why his grades dropped so badly at the beginning, I know there must be some reason why he didn't tell me, and I must not ask. As a classmate and friend, what I can do is to help her as much as possible, comfort her and accompany her when she needs it.
He is sad. Composition 1 1 Cai Ziheng is a classmate of my Go class. He is always optimistic. Even if he loses at chess, he is cheerful and not discouraged at all. But this time in the Go game, he cried.
Cai Ziheng has been working very hard for a month before the game. He often plays chess online, which is higher than most students in his class. Moreover, when the teacher talks about chess, he puts out every change meticulously and knows all the changes by heart.
The game of Go will come soon. That afternoon, it was raining, as if someone's tears could not be shed. There are puddles on the ground, and the ground is slippery. With Cai Ziheng's score, the promotion is quite promising, but just after the game, the results are still unclear. We all stay here for a while and wait for the result.
Finally, the results came out. I gathered around with my classmates to see if I had upgraded or promoted.
Both Ke Chenxuan and I have been promoted. Although the weather is not good, it is still difficult to stop our happiness. But Cai Ziheng is different-he failed the list.
His hopes were completely dashed when he saw the results. With his eyes wide open, he must not believe the results he just saw. The rain, as if to accompany his sadness, kept falling. He, his facial muscles kept twitching and sucked his nose from time to time. His eyes soon turned red, and once in a while a tear or two fell, he tried to hide it. He just stood in front of the leaderboard, motionless, just looking at it with his eyes, without god and empty. After making sure that he really failed in the list, he didn't speak, just avoided making eye contact with us and walked alone in this small room where the list was announced.
We're going home. The car, he has been dull, looking out of the window for a long time. The classmates told him jokes and made him laugh. He seemed to laugh, but smiling was worse than crying.
He was sad for his composition 12. The teacher handed out yesterday's exercise paper. The students glanced at the scores on it, most of them were smiling and whispering with their deskmates, but only Zhao Yang sat there dejectedly without saying a word.
He was holding the exercise paper in his hand, his face was a little ugly, and his brow wrinkled tightly, which could have killed a fly. My lips moved twice subconsciously, but I didn't make any noise. Finally, he hurriedly folded the test paper and hid it in the deepest part of his schoolbag.
I saw his series of actions, and I was sure that he didn't do well in the exam, so I told another classmate about it. That classmate knew, so he wanted to go to Doby. So he walked slowly over and said loudly, "Yo, what's the matter? How did top student do this time?" After listening to this, the students all talked and pointed. Zhao Yang hugged his head with both hands, huddled like a hedgehog, his shoulders trembled slightly, and occasionally sobbed. I hurried over and said sternly to the classmate, "Zhao Yang is sad enough, and it is really wrong for you to laugh at him!" That classmate was a little embarrassed, too, and said, "I'm just joking. I didn't expect him to be so careless. I'm sorry!" " After class, Zhao Yang's mood is still very bad. No matter how lively and interesting the teacher speaks, he is indifferent, staring blankly at the front!
On the way to school at night, I pulled him aside and reached out and punched him gently. "You boy, you have been hit like this in one exam. Failure is the mother of success. You should find out the reason from this failure and then overcome it. I believe you will succeed!" After listening to my words, he finally couldn't help it. He cried with a loud "Wow". "I'm sorry for my teacher, my parents ..." "Oh, stop crying. It's ugly. Let's work together in the future. Come on!" Zhao Yang nodded hard and finally smiled through tears!
This is the first time that Zhao Yang is so sad. I hope to see his sunny smile every day in the future!
One quiet night, Xiao Hao was sitting on the ground, fiddling with his toy gun. Suddenly, her mother came over, picked up a toy and threw it into the trash can.
"Wow!" His crying came from the room, which instantly broke the long-lost silence. Soon, the crying became louder and louder like a volcanic eruption. "Look at you, you've made another terrible mistake and won't teach you a lesson, so you'll forget the pain!" Mother banged a block car to the ground. "Please! Don't! " He ran to the car, but the car had broken into pieces. He knelt in front of the blocks, widened his eyes and looked at the "scene of the accident" with tears: "My block car! My building block car! "
He fell to the ground, kicking and cutting, like a doll without milk, and tears dripped from his cheeks. His eyes narrowed into a line, as if it were the source of a stream, which kept dripping from it. When I came out, my mother picked up another helicopter and prepared to throw it into the trash can. He hurriedly got up and hugged his mother's leg: "Please! Don't throw it again! " But mom kicked him away and walked to the trash can.
Before long, his eyes were red with tears and looked a little swollen, as if he had been beaten.
The crying in the window is out of place with the silence outside the window. There is no light in the tree. Under the wind, it is like a monster with its teeth bared, so' gloomy and terrible'.
His neat bangs have also become criss-crossed and messy.
Mom threw away a few small toys before she stopped: "See if you dare!"! It won't happen again! " He trembled and touched the tears on his face: "I know that I am wrong one by one! I will never do it again. "
He was heartbroken. He could have been eloquent. He didn't say a word all day, but just kept sobbing.
He is sad 14 Everyone has everyone's emotions. In fact, there are no students, and we also have our own emotions. It's just that we can't express them with our classmates or in front of the public because of face, but we do have our own emotions. Before my deskmate, I thought he was a very good character, because I had never seen him angry or crying, but recently his mood was really low. The reason is that his grades this time are always much less than those in the exam, and he has failed in one subject.
Although his academic performance was not very good before, he was also among the best in his class. It's rare to see him fail in a subject, but he failed in one subject in this examination, so he was very sad. As a classmate and his deskmate, of course, I am duty-bound to comfort him. My previous academic performance was not very good, but after my efforts, my grades in every subject are basically above the qualified line, at least my grades are not bad. I know how bad academic performance affects a person, especially when he used to have good academic performance, but then suddenly failed, his parents will definitely scold him.
In those days, he really came to school with red eyes every day. I knew his parents must be scolding him again, because I had this experience before. After he came to school, I was sure to make her happy, but he couldn't laugh every time. I know that only when his grades are gradually improved can he be really happy, so I will study with him seriously. Every time he doesn't attend class or can't study hard, I will always lend him my notes. After my constant enlightenment and companionship, now his grades are slowly recovering. Although I don't know why his grades dropped so badly, I know there must be his reasons. He didn't tell me, and I'm sure it's hard to ask. As a classmate and friend, all I can do is try my best to help her, comfort her and accompany her when she needs it.
He was sad 15 I sat not far from my friend, silently accompanying my friend, because I knew he was sad.
When my friend is sad, I don't need to comfort him too much, so I sit quietly beside him. I can totally understand that my friend is sad this time. Because the puppy raised by my friend was lost, the puppy has been missing for several days, and then today, the puppy was found by everyone. Just because the puppy ate something by mistake, when everyone found the puppy, it was dead.
Therefore, I can fully understand the sadness of my friends. In the heart of a friend, his puppy is his little friend. What's more, the puppy was raised by a friend. I still remember the day when my friend came to me with an adopted puppy, and the look on my friend's face flew.
In the following daily life, my friend directly designated the puppy as a relative in his heart. Puppy's position in friends' hearts is not low at all, and the puppy has always been with friends, and it is the little animal that has been with friends for the longest time. A few days ago, when the puppy got lost, my friend was already anxious. At present, my friend must be very sad to see the dead dog.
Time passed by bit by bit, and the color of the sky became darker and darker, but the friends sitting there remained motionless. This can't help worrying me. Finally, I stood up and walked in the direction of my friend. However, before I could speak, my friend seemed to notice my arrival and said, "I'm fine."
Friends have always been duplicitous, obviously sad, but they just say nothing. "It's getting dark. Go home first. My uncle and aunt must be worried about you." My home is not far from my friend's house, and the elders of the two families also have contacts and relations have always been very good.
My friend sighed heavily after hearing my words, and then I sent my friend home.
I really hope that with the arrival of a new day tomorrow, all the sad things will disappear and my friends will no longer be sad.