Introduction: I have experienced many things, among which that one is the most unforgettable for me.

The following is my most unforgettable thing that I compiled for you. I hope it will be helpful to you!

Chapter 1: An Unforgettable Class That was a composition class, and it was also my most unforgettable class.

In class, we gained joy, knowledge, and principles of life.

Class has started, and we are waiting quietly for Teacher Li's arrival as usual.

After a long time, the familiar and crisp "dong dong" sound did not come as expected. Instead, a pair of black large leather shoes appeared at the door of the classroom. Look up from the shoes, ah!

Isn't this our Principal Mou? A big question mark crossed my mind.

Perhaps seeing the doubts in our hearts, Principal Mou spoke first: "Students, Teacher Li cannot come to teach you because she has red eye disease. Today, I will give you a Li composition class." The principal taught us a lesson.

Fresh!

We couldn't help but straighten our backs and sit more upright.

Teacher Mou turned around with a smile and wrote a few big characters on the blackboard - a letter to ×××, "Students, have you ever written a letter? Do you know the benefits of writing a letter?" Teacher Mou paused.

After a pause, he continued: "In ancient times, swan geese passed letters, conveying greetings and enhancing feelings in one stroke. Even now with the popularization of the Internet, writing letters is still an indispensable part of our lives." Teacher Mou's words are like

A magical key aroused my curiosity, and I began to think about whom to write to!

"Students, how about we come here today to draw on local materials and write a letter to Mr. Li who is ill, to share your thoughts and express our greetings to Mr. Li?" "Okay!" we said in unison.

promise.

"The most fearful thing about writing is that it is empty and boring, and the same goes for writing letters. If you want to write well, you must first be 'truthful'." Teacher Mou once again swung his pen, and the powerful word "truth" fell on the blackboard.

awesome!

I secretly approved in my heart.

"Now please recall everything about Teacher Li and write down the truest words in your heart." The students entered the "working" state one after another.

Teacher Mou inspected the classroom and gave some pointers.

When he came to my side, I couldn't help but feel nervous, "Look, would it be more concise and clear if this sentence could be made longer and shortened?" Yes, Teacher Mou's words hit the mark. After such a change,

, it is much smoother to read. At the end of the class, Teacher Mou said sincerely: "Students, writing is like being a human being. Being a human being must be down-to-earth and sincere to others. The same is true for composition. There is no need to use fancy rhetoric, as long as it comes from life.

, which comes from the heart and conveys true feelings is the most touching article!" As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out in the classroom!

Yes, what simple words and what profound truth.

This is an ordinary composition class, but it turned into a bright light in my heart, guiding me to be a better person and making it unforgettable.

Chapter 2: Subway Adventures Have you heard of the subway?

Oh, not only have I heard it, but I have also ridden it.

This time, I took the subway in Shenzhen, and something scary and unforgettable happened.

At this time, I was already sitting on the subway that was speeding like a dragon. After a while, we arrived at the destination station.

The door opened and the passengers all got off the bus, because the time to get off was relatively short. After a while, the yellow light on the door beeped. Fortunately, my mother heard the scream and immediately walked through the crowd.

The crowd ran out of the subway door, and I followed my mother closely. Because there were too many people at the door, the door was blocked, which separated my mother and I. We were stuck in the crowd in the subway.

I finally squeezed to the door, but when I was walking towards the door, the subway door was almost closed. I ran over immediately, and my sister and her mother who were thrown into the subway behind me pulled me back at the same time.

, I stepped back. At this time, the thread on the bag I was holding was caught in the middle of the car door. I pulled and pulled hard, and finally pulled it out with a "sand" sound. I looked at myself again.

It was covered with a few round, small drops of sweat, and he was breathing heavily. It seemed that it would take a lot of effort to pull out the thing caught in the middle of the car door!

I watched my mother pass by outside for a moment, and took the car to the terminal station of the subway: Futian Port, which was only one stop away from the station we were going to arrive at. We just had to take another train as the route map said.

If you take the subway in one direction, you can definitely go back to the original station where you should get off.

We came to Line 4. On the route, it said that we would arrive at Fumin Station from Futian Port to the right... I thought to myself, well, can we really go back to Fumin Station?

If it doesn't work, I won't be able to see my mother. I am getting more and more nervous, my feet are soft, like walking on cotton, and my hand is holding my sister's hand tightly.

"Boom! Boom!" The train "ran" towards us. I relaxed a little. The train slowly stopped and I got on the subway.

The train announcement rang, "Next stop, Fumin." After hearing this, I secretly shouted in my heart: "Okay! Okay! I can finally go home." The train arrived at Fumin Station, slowly

After stopping, I ran out of the car door and held my mother's hand.