One thing I personally experienced: 1 Students have to experience many things, happy, sad, sad and happy. Some of them will float across the brain like duckweed and will not be archived, but in some rooms, they will be firmly rooted in their hearts like roots, and their memories are fresh. Everyone is like this, so am I. Then I'll let you share my happy mood! It's been a while since it happened. I remember it was a winter. It snowed only yesterday, and it is still a fine day today. Although the sky is clear in Wan Li, it is still very cold when it doesn't snow. Because we are going to school to sing, we went to school early.
The snow was really heavy last night, and the school was dressed up as a snowy world. The snow on the ground is still shining silver in the sun, which I saw. After singing this song, we decided to have a good time. Finally, the "annoying" singing ended, and the school basketball court became our world. We like to "doodle" on the silver basketball court. Those little footprints are arranged in order on the basketball court, like happy notes. I wonder who suggested "Let's have a snowball fight" and "All right!" This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone, so the fierce and exciting snowball fight game began. Jiao Jiao volunteered and was the first to smash it. She put on a pair of cotton gloves, then lifted the snow on the ground and held a small snowball. She ran straight to us and saw her coming. We are like mice seeing cats everywhere. When we are all settled, we find that Xiaoya has no reaction and is trapped in a corner by Jiao Jiao. A fist-sized snowball bloomed in Xiaoya. Xiaoya was so short of breath that he didn't even wear gloves. She threw a small snowball at us. I really think that God deliberately opposed Xiaoya. When I saw it, the snowball exploded automatically in the air. We laughed again. Xiaoya became even angrier and directly picked up a big piece of snow and threw it at us. This time, I was trapped in a dead corner. However, at the moment when Xiaoya hit me, I turned around and all the snow came.
How can such an interesting thing make me forget?
Last New Year's Eve, our family got together, either watching TV or setting off firecrackers. I am having a swell time. But this New Year's Eve, our family got together to package jiaozi. When my father put forward this suggestion, we were all very happy and did it. The family acted quickly.
Dad took the flour, mixed it with water, and then rubbed it hard in the basin. My brother ran to help my father hold the basin down, so that my father could knead the dough more quickly. My mother and I prepare dumpling stuffing. We wash the onions first, cut the meat, and then chop them together.
In a short time, all the preparations were done. Everyone gathered around to wrap jiaozi, dad rolled the dough, and my mother and brother and I wrapped the stuffing. I picked up a dumpling skin, put some stuffing on it with chopsticks, carefully put it on the dumpling skin, folded it in half, squeezed it with both hands, and the dumpling skin was ready. Really ugly. It has a "big belly" and is placed in the middle of jiaozi wrapped by her mother. It really makes people blush. Look what my brother packed. Uglier than mine. I think it's the first time to pack, so it might be better to pack more. Mom saw it and said, "Never mind, just wrap it slowly." My father was teaching us while my mother was demonstrating. Mom said: "Bao jiaozi has a way." I did as my mother said, and sure enough, I wrapped a beautiful and full jiaozi in my hand.
Jiaozi is wrapped and the water is boiling. Mother carefully put jiaozi into the pot. I ran to open it. Wow! There is a faint fragrance in the room, and full of jiaozi floats on the water like handfuls of fans. I have a bowl for everyone. I picked up a jiaozi and took a bite. Suddenly I couldn't tell what delicious it was, and our family ate it with relish.
On this New Year's Eve, my whole family is very happy, and I deeply feel that it is so meaningful to do anything. This is one of the things I will never forget and remember.
Lecturer's comments:
Practice clear narration, and describe one thing I experienced personally in relatively simple language.
One thing I experienced personally, excellent composition 3 There is one thing I experienced personally, which is thrilling and vivid.
I was only five or six years old. Dad teaches in Zhengzhai, and of course I was there. One Saturday afternoon, I brought a homemade wood blade to play downstairs. Suddenly someone shot me with a water gun. I just want to scold that man. Looking back, it turned out that my good friend Gaga was teasing me! Gaga saw that I noticed him and said to me, "Zhuang Zhuang, it's boring to play with swords." Why don't we play with water guns? I shoot you with a water gun, and you flash in front. Even if I shoot, you will lose. " "Very good." I readily agreed.
In this way, he shot and I shot. Blink of an eye, I didn't know I had retreated to a well. But I don't know. Lei Lei exclaimed: "Zhuang Zhuang, be careful behind you!" I thought he was joking with me. As he retreated, he waved and said, "Gaga, whatever it takes in the war. Don't keep it from me. I know this better than you ... "Before I finished, I plopped into the well. I struggled so hard that I drank enough water unconsciously and my mind went blank. But there seems to be a flash of thought: "If I believed Gaga, I wouldn't die here."
At this time, Gaga's father happened to be at the well. He quickly climbed down the well, flapping his wings like an old chicken saved a chicken and saved me from falling into the water and fainting. Surprisingly, wood blade is still with me.
My dad was here, too. Dad pressed my stomach and tried to squeeze the water out of my stomach. This method really worked, and the water slowly spit out of my mouth. But I have been frozen to death by the well water. How can I wake up? Mom said, give Zhuang Zhuang a roast hand; Grandma said, you have to take a hot bath; Dad said to try the above two methods first. If not, cover Zhuang Zhuang with a quilt to make him completely awake. If he doesn't wake up, he will have to be sent to the hospital. Mom and grandma both agree, just do it. Baked for half an hour, invalid; A hot bath is a little useful; Covered with a quilt, I slowly woke up. As soon as I woke up, I said, "Mom and Dad, I thought I would never see you again." Dad said, "silly child, you are our darling. How can we leave you?"
Until now, I still cherish my sword, because it is my friend who shares weal and woe, and also my friend who shares weal and woe. When I was in trouble, it didn't abandon me, didn't abandon me, but bravely weathered the storm with me.
This is the most thrilling scene that happened when I was a child. God bless me, it was a close call.
I experienced something personally. There is one thing that I have experienced personally. It's so exciting, I still remember it vividly. I was only five or six years old. Dad teaches in Zhengzhai, and of course I was there. One Saturday afternoon, I brought a homemade wood blade to play downstairs. Suddenly someone shot me with a water gun. I just want to scold that man. Looking back, it turned out that my good friend Gaga was teasing me! Gaga saw that I noticed him and said to me, "Zhuang Zhuang, it's boring to play with swords." Why don't we play with water guns? I shoot you with a water gun, and you flash in front. Even if I shoot, you will lose. "
"Very good." I readily agreed. In this way, he shot and I shot. Blink of an eye, I didn't know I had retreated to a well. But I don't know. Lei Lei exclaimed: "Zhuang Zhuang, be careful behind you!" I thought he was joking with me. As he retreated, he waved and said, "Gaga, whatever it takes in the war. Don't keep it from me. I know this better than you ... "Before I finished, I plopped into the well. I struggled so hard that I drank enough water unconsciously and my mind went blank. But there seems to be a flash of thought: "If I believed Gaga, I wouldn't die here."
At this time, Gaga's father happened to be at the well. He quickly climbed down the well, flapping his wings like an old chicken saved a chicken and saved me from falling into the water and fainting. Surprisingly, wood blade is still with me. My dad was here, too. Dad pressed my stomach and tried to squeeze the water out of my stomach. This method really worked, and the water slowly spit out of my mouth. But I have been frozen to death by the well water. How can I wake up? Mom said, give Zhuang Zhuang a roast hand; Grandma said, you have to take a hot bath; Dad said to try the above two methods first. If not, cover Zhuang Zhuang with a quilt to make him completely awake. If he doesn't wake up, he will have to be sent to the hospital. Mom and grandma both agree, just do it. Baked for half an hour, invalid; A hot bath is a little useful; Covered with a quilt, I slowly woke up.
As soon as I woke up, I said, "Mom and Dad, I thought I would never see you again." Dad said, "silly child, you are our darling. How can we leave you?" Until now, I still cherish my sword, because it is my friend who shares weal and woe, and also my friend who shares weal and woe.
When I was in trouble, it didn't abandon me, didn't abandon me, but bravely weathered the storm with me. This is the most thrilling scene that happened when I was a child. God bless me, it was a close call.
One thing I experienced personally. My memory of the past is like a page in an album. When you open it quietly and alone, it seems to have just happened ... I remember one afternoon last summer, I had a "wisdom" competition with a domestic chicken carefully raised by my aunt next door. Hey, hey, interesting!
That day, it was like crying. Raindrops rustled and kept falling on the ground. At home, I want to play with my friends. I grabbed my umbrella and walked to the door. I just wanted to hug it, but I found a big rooster pecking at fresh vegetables in my yard with relish. This "neighbor" is very proud: he has a huge chest, a colorful tail and a chubby body. I quickly picked up a few stones and began to aim at the target. The first one flew out quickly, but who knows, it escaped skillfully; I picked up the broom and put it aside, and shook it violently, only to see it flapping its wings, flying up and down for a while, and reluctantly left.
All right, not hard, but soft. I ran upstairs with a frown to get some bran rice, and began to implement my second plan-I first sprinkled some rice next to the rooster in a friendly way to "lure" it to eat, and then sprinkled the rice into dots and spread it all the way to the henhouse in front of menstruation's house. Sure enough, the rooster couldn't resist the temptation and obediently took the bait: he walked with square steps, happily pecked at the rice grains on the ground and cackled as if to say that a big pie had fallen from the sky. What a beautiful thing! Beautiful things! ! Eating and eating gradually fell into the trap.
At the moment I finished, I excitedly ran over and closed the chicken coop door. On second thought, no, I have to fix it. I picked up the chicken coop and put it in the drizzle in the yard. After a while, the rooster really became a drowned rat. Haha, I can give myself a bad breath. In the evening, my mother came home and learned about it. She pointed at me and said, "I am too ignorant to allow it in the future." I am very happy in my heart. At this time, the sky began to rain, as if being teased by this "human-chicken war" ...
One thing I personally experienced, excellent composition 6 Speaking of it, it happened when my mother and I traveled abroad last summer vacation.
The air was very fresh that morning. My mother and I drove to Lingyin Temple, a famous scenic spot in Hangzhou.
When we got off the bus, the first thing that caught our eye was a high wall inlaid with four characters in Phnom Penh, "One foot in the sky". My mother and I followed the tour group to visit this ancient temple with a long history of thousands of years.
At noon, my mother and I sat on a big bluestone and ate lunch with relish. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if God had lost his temper and covered the blue sky with gray gauze.
Hardly had my mother and I reached a clear stream when it began to rain cats and dogs. My mother and I looked around for shelter from the rain. It is not easy for us to find a shelter from the rain. The exhibition hall was already full of tourists, and my mother and I managed to squeeze in.
Look, some foreigners are talking about China culture with some tourists from China. At this moment, I feel like a "soaking chicken" standing in the crowd. I can't help looking out of the pavilion. It's raining harder and harder, and there's no intention of stopping. The sediment on the mountain was washed into the stream at the foot of the mountain by the flood. Looking into the distance, the green hills at this time are hidden in the rain and fog, giving people a sense of mystery.
There is more and more water flowing from the tiles of the pavilion, and I am beginning to worry whether this pavilion built hundreds of years ago can withstand such heavy rain. After a while, the car came from the temple to pick up people. I seem to see the dawn, but many things have happened. The car is too small and there are too many people to send it away at once. As a result, there were only 20 people left. There are still many tourists trapped in the exhibition hall. Finally, my mother and I bought an umbrella alone before leaving Lingyin Temple.
I will never forget this trip to Lingyin Temple. From then on, I learned my lesson and listened to the weather forecast every day. I have never suffered from rain again.
Ah! This incident is really unforgettable for me.