Whether you are in school or entering society, everyone has written compositions. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. So do you know how to write a good essay? The following is a list of excellent late essays that I compiled for reference only. I hope it can help everyone. Late Excellent Composition 1
The gray sky is dull and windless. The sun was completely blocked by thick and solid clouds. In the oppressive air, my mood was so heavy that I could squeeze water out of it. The unexpected math score was like an arrow piercing my heart, hurting me deeply. I sat dejectedly under the bright light of the classroom, with the shadow of regret and sadness reflected under me.
This rain is long overdue. The mobile phone showed that it would rain between 3 and 5 pm, but the rain was always hidden in the dark clouds and the thunder was rolling. When school was over, I walked quickly on the way home, hoping that I could get home before it rained. But then, in the middle of the journey, a downpour suddenly came, and the dense raindrops covered the sky, and the eyes instantly turned into a curtain of beads. I was caught off guard and hid under the eaves of a roadside shop for a while.
The sky is getting later, the dim street lights are lighting up on the roadside, and the rain has not abated at all. I counted the raindrops on the eaves, and I was hesitant. Should I rush home in the rain or continue to wait? Forget it, let's wait until the rain subsides before leaving. Anyway, my math scores are not ideal this time. Wouldn't it be a scolding when I get home? At this time, a scene suddenly appeared in front of me, which made me change my mind again.
On an ordinary tree, the intertwined branches are already covered with lush green leaves. Only on a thin branch, a new green leaf stands upright. It faced the roar of the wind and the devastation of the heavy rain. Although it was swaying, it always stood strong on the branches. That weak body stood firm, enduring the wind and rain, and worked hard to grow.
The streets are especially deserted on rainy days, and the intoxicating green looks so eye-catching. But at this moment, as I was speeding home, my heart was filled with hope. Failure in an exam does not mean anything. Although success is late, I believe that as long as you work hard, it will come. The rain rushed towards me with all its teeth and claws, but I stepped forward more firmly and went against the wind.
Through the thick dark clouds, I seemed to see a galaxy and the bright moonlight, shining in this dark night. The coldness on my body faded away as I returned to my warm home. The rain finally stopped.
The streets are back to their usual bustle. I think that persistent bud must finally wait for its spring to bloom. Looking out the window that was already as calm as water, I said to myself: Sometimes, success will be late due to unexpected hardships, but the belief in struggle can never be late. Excellent essay on being late 2
Our "unlucky king" - Zhong Yulong is known to everyone in school. Because he was late on the first day of school, he was nicknamed the "late king" It spread around the school.
I remember that the school bell rang that day, and the teacher started calling names, and he was the first one. The teacher's voice was very clear, but Zhong Yulong was not seen for a long time. The class was in class, and there was a "bang" in the middle of the lecture. The teacher yelled: "Stop, Zhong Yulong!" There were 46 pairs of little eyes in the class. They all looked at him and saw that he lowered his head and remained silent, his face as red as a ripe apple.
The teacher asked him to return to his seat and continue teaching. After class, the teacher called Zhong Yulong to his side, touched his head, and asked gently: "Zhong Yulong, tell the teacher, why are you late? Today is the first day of school. Don't leave the teacher with a bad impression." "Is that your impression?" Zhong Yulong cried anxiously and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry. I met an old lady while crossing the street. I helped her over and helped her. It was already 7:55 and I flew all the way. I'm running, but I'm still late. I'm sorry." The teacher nodded, and there was warm applause in the classroom. Excellent late essay 3
Although I am not very good at studying, I keep my promise.
When I was a child, I often played with children, so I made appointments, but I never missed an appointment.
When I was a child, I was really not very good at studying. When my father saw this situation, he took the initiative to talk to me and promised that he would buy me a mobile phone, but the premise was that I must score above 190 points in two subjects. It seems to me very difficult to break through this score line.
A few years later, I finally succeeded. When I got my report card, I wanted to fly home and let my dad see my results and tell him that it wasn’t that I wasn’t smart, but that I wasn’t smart. That's when.
After I got home, my father saw my results and just said: "I did well in the exam." But I didn't get the mobile phone that was supposed to be mine, so I think my father didn't keep his word. promise.
Soon my father went out to work, but I thought he was escaping.
Soon, I went to junior high school. During that year, on my birthday, my father rushed back and brought back the mobile phone he promised, and he also told me that his mobile phone I bought it a long time ago, but considering that it would affect my future studies, I planned to wait until I entered junior high school before giving it to me. Now that he has fulfilled his promise, I can study with peace of mind. As for the mobile phone, I gave it to my mother again on her birthday.
From this, I believe that it is not sooner or later that things that have been promised are fulfilled, the important thing is that they can be fulfilled. Lately Excellent Composition 4
It’s another sunny day, and another colorful comic is buried deep in my memory. Every experience is gripping, and every insight becomes a picture of life.
The flowers still exude fragrance, the sun shines with a golden glow, the wind girl comes over and kisses my cheek, blowing my hair, and the sound of reading in the classroom can still be clearly heard.
"The pearls and tassels are dazzling and the stars are shaking, and the flower garlands are fighting against the dragons and snakes." The classroom is a space for traveling knowledge, and we can enjoy it freely in space. The teacher is like a dancer, dancing on the dance floor, and we dance with the teacher. Happiness and satisfaction are the best gifts that teachers give to us students, and focus and ecstasy are our greatest feedback to teachers.
"He is a human being. He is so angry that he forgets to eat, and he is happy and forgets his worries. He does not know that old age is coming."
"What time is it?" "Oh oh oh, let me see, "Eleven fifty-two" "What? Are you sure?" "Well, get out of class has been over for seven minutes." I could faintly hear the whispers of some students in the back row. "But I didn't hear the bell. Maybe the school bell was broken!" After listening to this conversation, I finally felt relieved. Unconsciously, several students came to their senses and joined our tribe, but who had the courage to stand up and tell the teacher that get out of class was over?
Time passed minute by minute, and the teacher was still immersed in the joy of imparting knowledge, as if he became more and more interested as he spoke. Some students began to feel restless. Maybe they lost interest in listening to the lectures just like me. Their minds were filled with delicious food and the lingering aroma of rice. But what's the use of just thinking about it? No one wants to say anything, and no one dares to charge forward. Everyone, you are looking at me, and I am looking at you, as if communicating with my eyes, "Speak quickly, speak quickly, and you will have food!" Seeing the clock turn from 53 to 56, alas, this old general should also Wake up. Are you responsible for running out of food? The squad leader, who had been keeping his head down and silent, finally reported to the teacher by setting an example. The teacher suddenly realized: "Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? I can smell the fragrance of rice?" At this time, the audience burst into cheers, and everyone was like wild horses running wild, sprinting towards the finish line at a speed of 100 meters. go. But some students are still depressed. On the sprint route, they met the soldiers who had returned from the front line and said, "The enemy has been wiped out and the battlefield has been cleaned." Following their smiling faces, you had to apologize.
It was no different while walking, except that the wind blew stronger. Is it ashamed of our lack of courage? The sun also sets quietly. Is it feeling sorry for our cowardice? Maybe, look, didn’t the flowers and weeds on the roadside lower their heads and ignore us?
This time we are late. It is the lateness of courage; the lateness of life; the lateness of not daring to take the first step. Excellent Late Composition 5
"Ding, ding, ding," the alarm clock rang rapidly, what happened? I took a look, ah! Almost late.
I jumped up from the bed like a carp and ran to the bathroom quickly to brush my teeth and wash my face. When I went down, my parents had already gone to work. Breakfast was on the table. I wolfed it down and finished it. I looked at the alarm clock and it was already eight o'clock. I ran to school in three steps and two steps at a time.
I finally came to school out of breath, I was a little scared and panicked. I quietly entered the school and looked at my watch. get out of class was almost over. It was over, everything was over. I still had to walk to the classroom. When I almost reached the classroom, I was a little scared. I went in bravely. The teacher was in class. I lowered my head and said, "Report!" The students all stared at me. The teacher I said harshly: "Why are you late?" I had to lie and said: "There is a traffic jam." Suddenly Aojie said: "Teacher! He lied. I went the same way with him. I saw him when I came here." My sweat was dripping down. The teacher said, "Shen Fangyuan, tell the truth." I had no choice but to tell the truth, and I slept in. The classmates all laughed, but I walked to my seat crying. I said to myself: "I will never be late again."
But through this lateness, I learned that I cannot lie and must be brave enough to admit my mistakes. Excellent late essay 6
This year, I have made many changes, such as learning to sleep in.
On the first day of school, at 6:15 in the morning, my mother opened the door and said to me: "Hurry up, get up quickly. Today is the first day of school, and you want to be late." !" I was so sleepy that I couldn't even open my eyes. I covered my ears with my hands and turned over, pretending not to hear. After 10 minutes, my alarm clock rang, and I still didn't want to get up.
My mother couldn’t stand it anymore, so she rushed over and picked me up while I was sleeping, and opened my eyes with her hands. I had to get up. I thought to myself: Anyway, I am already familiar with the arrangement of things at home, and walking with my eyes closed will work. Just as I was thinking about it, there was a loud noise, my head hit the door, and my nose suddenly started bleeding, and I suddenly woke up. After 20 minutes, the bleeding stopped. I glanced at my watch and said, "Ah - we're almost late!" I put my schoolbag on my back, grabbed my mother and ran to school.
I looked at my watch as I ran. It’s over, it’s late, it’s already 7:59! My heartbeat also accelerated, and I stepped into the school gate with all my strength. I was already one minute late, and I heard the class bell ringing on the playground. I jumped up the stairs like a rabbit. When I arrived at the door of the classroom, I quickly shouted: "Report!" I explained to the teacher for a long time, but the teacher said that I was still one minute late.
In this minute, I felt the pain of being late. Come on, I must get rid of my bad habits! Late Excellent Essay 7
Thomas Friedman was one of the most influential journalists in the United States and one of the most influential columnists in the world. One of his most well-known books is "The World is Flat", which is an important reference book for many Chinese entrepreneurs and officials to understand economic globalization. Afterwards, Thomas published another book, "Thank You for Being Late," which some critics thought was more worth reading than "The World is Flat."
Why is the book called "Thank you for being late"? It turns out that Thomas's daily schedule is very full, and sometimes he has to arrange an interviewee for breakfast. But what makes Thomas angry is that guests or interview subjects are often late, and the already tight schedule is often disrupted. Later, Thomas slowly discovered that while waiting for guests, he had a rare period of independent control, which allowed him to better clarify his thoughts and write more valuable things. Therefore, if a guest is late again in the future, he will smile and say to the guest: "No need to apologize, thank you for being late."
The book "Thank You for Being Late" is based on the guests' lateness again and again. Done. Excellent Late Composition 8
The New Year’s bell rings, the calendar turns over day by day, the bells of the Beginning of Spring, Rain, and the Waking of Insects ring one after another. January, February, and March, but the eggs outside the window The flower trees are still bare, the primrose irises in the community are silent, and even the birds in the small trees have been delayed in reporting. Could it be that the spring girl has forgotten our agreement and has not woken up from the cold winter, or is it spring? The girl is so naughty, is she hiding from us on purpose?
I got up in the morning and brushed my teeth, and suddenly found that the wash mirror was foggy. Drops of sweat! Miss Chun came as promised, and Miss Chun came with the melted water drops in winter! In an instant, a warm current flowed through my heart, and I felt an inexplicable irritability. The floor was wet, and I walked cautiously. It felt like I was wearing skates. If I wasn't careful, I could knock you upside down. Waves of cold air emitted from the room, making people shiver. Opening the glass door of the balcony, a wave of hot air hits your face, making you feel like you have entered a large steamer directly, and you can't breathe for a while. Where there is occasional sunshine, the ground is so sticky that I wish I could take off my clothes one after another, but the sunshine disappears without a trace after a while, making people feel the warmth of spring and the coldness of spring again. Spring is such an unpredictable worry!
On the way to school, both sides of Liyuan Road are like golden carpets, and there is a rustling sound when walking up. A breeze blew, like yellow butterflies flying. The flying yellow butterflies look at the branches and say their final goodbyes to the big tree; the little leaves sprouting from the branches are the tree's promise to the fallen leaves. When spring comes, everything will start again. Spring is really a complete change!
After more than ten days of rainy weather, the air is filled with a musty smell. I feel so dull and feel like three-inch green shoots are growing on my body. , I really look forward to the end of these days soon. On the morning of the weekend, there were bursts of birdsong. Little lazy boy, get up quickly, today is a good weather! I quickly opened the curtains, and a dazzling sunlight poured into the house. Suddenly, I discovered that the frangipani outside the window had been covered with green leaves for some time, purple iris was jumping in the grass, the red kapok competed in the distance, and people began to wear short-sleeved clothes all over the street. In my heart Suddenly and so contradictory, is Miss Spring ready to go away quietly like this? Miss Spring, who is late, aren't you willing to slow down your pace and spread more spring breath on the land of Shenzhen? Spring, really A willful child who just comes and goes!
Late spring, short spring, annoying spring, willful. Spring may leave in a hurry before all the flowers bloom, but we will not forget it. The beauty of waiting this year! Excellent Late Composition 9
"Late!" A loud roar came from the room, and then a girl rushed out of the house, leaving a trail of dust behind her. The girl is me.
"Oops, too bad!" I complained as I ran. "The alarm clock is wrong. It's already 7:40, but it only shows 7:10 on the screen. The sun has disappeared without a trace today. Wasn't it clear and clear just now?" I looked up at the sky, and it was so thick. The clouds seemed to be stuck to the sun and would not leave for a long time. The wind blew the willow trees on the roadside, stretching out long willow branches. The friendly greetings in the past seemed to have disappeared. Now, the willow branches seemed to be binding me? Trying to wrap around me, what time is it now? I shook off the wicker, looked at my watch, and 7:50 suddenly came into view. My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I opened my legs and ran forward.
The students in the roadside breakfast shop were almost invisible, and all the shops had their iron doors open.
Oh my god, I was completely late now. I sprinted at a speed of 100 meters and ran desperately. Hey, Feng, stop hugging me all the time and help me get to school faster, okay? Hey, sun, otherwise you've been playing hide-and-seek with me. Please push aside the clouds and come out to shine on the dark road, okay? The more I ran, the more impatient I became, as if my heart was tied by a rope. My hair kept shaking around my ears. I pulled it irritably, and the rubber band broke! Too bad, I casually tied up my messy hair, and the minute hand had already reached 7:53.
I finally ran all the way to school. My red scarf was thrown to the back of my neck, my hair was messy, and my hands were cold. I didn’t have time to think carefully about the meaning of the teacher’s gaze on duty, so I looked up at the school gate. Ah, it’s okay. Fortunately, the etiquette student was still there. I took a breath, and the withered little flower beside me seemed to be smiling at this time. I took a breath, turned around and rushed up the stairs to the sixth floor. At this time, I heard from behind: "Hurry up, it's 7:58!" My head was stuck. Didn't the etiquette students leave at 7:55? ? Oops, isn’t the school alarm clock broken too? I suddenly felt it was dark. All the clocks were broken today! Various student works on the wall were placed in the wind, as if mocking me for running in vain. The corridor was more like an endless whirlpool, as if it was about to swallow me up. I was exhausted at this point, and every step up was so difficult! When will you arrive in the classroom?
The piercing bell announced my lateness, the withered yellow flowers bent over, and the green pines trembled. I was stuck to the classroom door like a piece of brown sugar and was forced to stand!
Who broke the clouds? Wisps of sunshine shone on me at the door of the classroom... Excellent Late Composition 10
Ever since I finished the English test, I have been waiting for the teacher to hand out the test paper with hope, because the difficulty of this test was average. As long as nothing goes wrong, I'm sure of getting 100 points this time.
The next day, I came to school early and waited for the English teacher to hand out my papers. But in English class, I saw that the teacher never mentioned the paper. Xiaohui and I were very anxious, so we asked the teacher, but the teacher said that he had a meeting yesterday and had no time to correct it. If the paper can be handed out tomorrow, we can also Believed.
On the third day, we were all excited, but of course we were also nervous. We saw the teacher walking in with a pile of papers. We cheered, but the English teacher asked us to study by ourselves first. He corrected the papers first, and his happy mood suddenly fell to the bottom, and everyone had to wait another day.
On the fourth day, which is also our last day of school in a week - Friday, everyone was excited as soon as Teacher Chen entered the classroom. Teacher Chen asked us to calm down and explained to us that we couldn't find the papers yesterday. When we found out that we were being hidden by a naughty classmate, the whole class sighed, but then we heard the teacher suddenly changed his tone and reported the scores. It turned out that Teacher Chen had made a joke on us. When I checked in and scored 100 points, I thought I had waited too hard for this 100 points!
Although this 100 came late, I am also very happy because I can have a big meal when I go back, oh yeah! Excellent late essay 11
I opened the door and walked into the house with a lit candle. It was getting dark now, so I took two pieces of black bread, made a bowl of vegetable soup, and stuffed it into my mouth. I poured water into the basin without washing the bowl. The flame of the candle was reflected in the basin, and my face was also reflected in the basin. My blue eyes were filled with the displeasure of being fined. After washing, I lay on the bed and thought about what happened today. I never imagined that being late for court would happen to me.
Yesterday was Thursday. As usual, I could cultivate my own land. I opened the door and saw Clary. As soon as I saw him, I was furious. He has less land and less labor, so don't be late. If you are fined for being late, ask me to borrow money. I asked him when he would repay me the money, but before I could say anything, he ran away. I thought to myself: He hasn’t paid me back for more than a year, so he is planning to cheat! No, I have to sue him. I came to the allotment, dug the ground with a hoe, thinking about how to sue him, and also thought about where the lord would be at noon.
Finally, it’s time. I threw down the hoe and ran home. I grabbed something to put in my mouth and went straight to the lord's house. As soon as I saw the lord, I was so excited that I didn't pay attention to my steps at all. Someone threw a stick on the ground, causing me to trip and fall, causing the lord to see me rolling and crawling in embarrassment... < /p>
I told the lord about Clary and I and asked him to make the decision for me. The lord told me that the court would be held in the church early in the morning, and asked me not to be late. On the way home, I was thinking about this. It rained heavily on the way and I was soaked to the skin. I caught a cold and a fever at night...
The next day, today, I woke up and the sun was already high. Damn it, I hurriedly got out of bed. It had been two meals and it was over. I ran into the church without even putting on my shoes. My neighbors didn't understand why they saw me like this. In the church, the butler looked at me with "kindness" on his face, the lord looked at me with anger, and Clary sat next to him with a disheveled look on his face. I panicked for a while, even if I was late, I was still late for so long.
The chief steward said loudly: "Richard, you ignored the manor's regulations, did not get the consent of the lord, and did not ask for leave, but did not come to court on time. According to the regulations, you should be fined six pence"... The case started again, and I was completely absent-minded. , I only knew that I was fined for being late. Clary paid me back in court, but it wasn't enough for the fine!
At night, I was lying in bed, still thinking about what if, what if, what if I... Oh! If you are not late, you will not be fined sixpence. No matter what the situation, I will never be late again! You know, for us farmers, that sixpence is half a year’s income, so it’s not easy to earn! Excellent late essay 12
Time flies so fast. I still remember the Teacher’s Day last year, but this year’s Teacher’s Day has come again in the blink of an eye. Our head teacher, Teacher Zheng, gave birth to a baby a few days ago, and we have long planned to go see her. So Zhang Chuchu, Wang Jingchao, I asked about the address of Teacher Zheng’s home, and decided to go to Teacher Zheng’s house tomorrow.
When visiting someone’s home, you should always give some gifts! It’s Teacher’s Day now, and Teacher Zheng has given birth to a baby again. It’s really a double happiness! What to give? "Flowers? Toys? Supplements? Milk powder? Cake? Or..." We reported several items at once, eager to give them all. After a heated debate, we decided to buy a bouquet of flowers, a yarn bag that I spent a summer making, and a McDonald's car from King Whale's collection.
The next day, holding flowers in one hand and gifts in the other, we rushed to Teacher Zheng’s house excitedly. When we arrived at the door of the house, we hid the flowers behind our backs and rang the doorbell. "Hello, uncle." "We are Teacher Zheng's students. Is she at home?" "Oh, yes." Teacher Zheng's husband said and led us into the master bedroom. I saw Teacher Zheng lying weakly on the bed. Her hair was cut short. I felt that she was younger. "Happy holiday, Teacher Zheng!" we shouted in unison. She got up from the bed, walked into the living room, and asked a lot about school and classes. I couldn't wait to ask: "Teacher Zheng, can we see the baby?" She smiled and led us into the baby room.
"Wow, so beautiful!" Although the room is not big, there are small animals everywhere on the walls and ceiling. The baby was sleeping in the cradle, and his calves moved and his hands were raised, making a stretching posture. "Baby, three big sisters are here to see you!" Teacher Zheng said softly. He seemed to understand the words and opened his eyes, and his little mouth moved slightly. We moved closer and took a closer look.
"Look, he has dimples! So beautiful!" Zhang Chuchu shouted.
“Yes, you observed so carefully!”
Teacher Zheng’s baby was so good, he didn’t cry and fell asleep again. I thought: When he grows up, he must be a very disciplined person. The baby was asleep, and we were too embarrassed to disturb him, so we stood on tiptoes and walked out quietly.
"Teacher Zheng, one of the new texts we have learned is an article about Teachers' Day. Let's recite it to you!" We said in unison.
“Oh, how great!” Teacher Zheng said with tears in her eyes.
"Dear Teacher Zheng: In this season of refreshing golden breeze
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I couldn’t help but shed tears while carrying Teacher Zheng on my back. tears.
"Ding Dong Ding Dong" Qiu Lihang and his father also came to Teacher Zheng's house. So at Teacher Zheng’s warm invitation, we had lunch at Teacher Zheng’s house and went home.
"Teacher Zheng, please come back quickly!" Our hearts were calling silently. Excellent essay on being late 13
I have been in school for more than four years, and I have rarely been late, and it has rarely made me feel so uncomfortable because of being late.
On Tuesday morning, my mother woke me up as usual. Because I was procrastinating on my homework the night before and didn't catch up enough, I went to bed late. I'm so sleepy, I really want to sleep a little longer. By the time my mother came to call me for the second time, it was already 7:20! I hurriedly washed my face, brushed my teeth, took my schoolbag and got in the car.
However, it rained all night when the house leaked, and there was a traffic jam as soon as we got on the elevated highway, not to mention after we got off the elevated highway. Moreover, we often encountered red lights and the car just couldn't go fast. It was already 8:05 when we arrived at school. I think it's a good thing we arrived before 8:10. But I never expected that my classmate on duty would tell me that I was late. I felt a little uneasy: "Will points be deducted? It shouldn't matter!" I bravely rushed to the classroom. When I arrived at the door of the classroom, Teacher Weng stopped me and gave me a scolding: "Didn't you tell me yesterday that you would come to school early? Why did you come so late? You are already late!" As soon as I entered the classroom, the classmates scolded me. I said, "It's all your fault for being late and your points have been deducted. As a result, our class will not be rated as a civilized demonstration class this week. I hate it!"
Because my tardiness brought about a series of problems, not only affecting the My own early self-study also affected the class honors. The personal loss is small, but the loss of collective honor is huge! I felt very sad and I felt ashamed of my behavior.
The growth train is about to start again. The "late" stop left a deep impression on me. Where will the next stop be? It will definitely not be a "late" stop anymore.
Excellent late essay 14
Mother not only gives us life, but also gives us love: When my mother is sad and crying, my mother will always wipe my tears for me. When we are hurt, my mother will also help us. I clean the wounds, how have we ever thanked them? I can only resolve to repay my parents when I grow up.
I only remember one time when my grandpa and grandma went to the countryside for something, and my mother asked for leave to take care of me. Before leaving, I told my mother: "Remember to pick me up on time after school." Because I was afraid that my mother would be done with her work, I deliberately said it three times. Then he hurried to school.
Walking on the way to school, I feel the sun is shining brightly, the air is fresh, even the birds in the sky are flying in the sky, as if the jokes and grass on the roadside are also saying hello to me, I step by step Step into the school gate happily.
Time is like water. In a blink of an eye, when school is over, we organize the team after school, and the teams walk out of the school one by one. Suddenly, the school gate was crowded with parents who came to pick up students. My eyes searched eagerly, but for most of the day, I couldn't find my mother. I thought: Mom must have been busy and forgotten! In desperation, I waited there anxiously for my mother, hoping that she would come to pick me up soon. All the guests dispersed, but my mother was still missing. After a while, I finally found my mother running over panting. I burst into tears when I saw her. I immediately ran to my mother, hugged her and said, "Why are you here!" As he spoke, he shouted impatiently: "I didn't ask you to pick me up from school on time, but what about you? What are you doing at home?" Mom But he said apologetically: "I went to buy you the dragon fruit you like to eat, so I gave it to you late." After hearing this, I said nothing more.
Just like that, my mother and I returned home, and my mother hurriedly brought the fragrant meal to the dining table. Wow! So rich! Regardless of the situation, I started gobbling it down. Wow! It was so delicious that I finished eating it in one go. Then I thought of my mother. I saw my mother bending down, picking up the plate of finished food, and turned around and walked to the kitchen. However, my mother didn’t eat even a bite of the food and gave it to me. , I still complained about my mother at that time, I really shouldn’t have! Mother's love is in the various meals my mother cooked for me and in the red dragon fruit she bought for me. At this moment, a warmth slipped through my heart.
Really? Father's love is like a mountain, mother's love is like the sea. I feel that mother's love and father's love have given us too much. Why should we not repay our parents when we grow up? Excellent Late Composition 15
"Wake up!" Whenever I hear a birthday, it means the beginning of a tense day...
"The clouds are lingering on the top of the mountain, standing on the mountain Pointed, I felt ecstatic, just as I was waving my wings... Huh?" Something hit my head hard, and I screamed, "The dream has been disrupted," I complained. Picking up this UFO, I squinted my eyes, 7 o'clock, L point, 7 o'clock! Oh, I'm going to be late! Only then did I realize that I was completely sleepless and everything was going to be messed up. During the chaos of war, I spilled a glass of water and ignored it. Huh? Why don't the lights come on? Let him be! "Hululu", pour all the hot porridge into your mouth! I don’t feel hot anymore.
Like an arrow leaving the string, a speeding train... Anyway, the metaphor is not too exaggerated, I keep rushing towards the school!
Unexpectedly, the success fell short, and the bell rang just inches away from school. Once again I failed. I couldn't help but lower my head and walked to the door in frustration.
“Late!” A crime that is lighter than a feather but heavier than Mount Tai. If I am caught by the disciplinary inspectors, I will not only harm myself, but also damage the honor of the class. At that time, I will become the culprit and the target of being reviled by the whole class and the teacher. If parents find out, they will be severely criticized or even beaten. How much I have to suffer just to be "late"!
My heart is pounding and I’m about to jump out of my head. As long as I take one more step forward, I will become a "bright spot", a "bright spot" that will be laughed at and ridiculed by others. I hesitated, should I rush to my seat desperately or should I shout and report obediently...
I'm afraid, I'm afraid that my classmates will look at me like a guide, I'm afraid, the teacher will punish me to stand At the door, I was afraid, but I had to face reality and I should bear all the consequences. So I bit the bullet and took this step.
Every morning, I experience this scene, and I happen to be the protagonist in it. I endured a taste even more bitter than eating durian.
Don’t blame others and be “embarrassingly late”, maybe only my own “hard work” can get rid of you!
Postscript:
One semester has passed and I have been late almost every day. The new semester has arrived. I work hard and insist on getting up early every day. However, I have never been late since the beginning of the semester. .
Perhaps God is fond of my pity! Haha...