The yard, the treetops and the eaves are all whisked, and the air is particularly fresh. A few sparrows, led by their mother, are practicing flying happily. They fly up and down, twittering very nicely. I was writing a composition in my room when I heard my grandmother calling me again and again: "Yangyang, come quickly!" " I put down my pen and ran out. I saw grandma with a full face of excitement and a sparrow in her hand. "hey! I was about to take out the garbage when this little thing hit me. Shu, look, its feathers haven't grown yet. Take it back and raise it in a box. " Usually, grandma knows that I especially like small animals. Cats, fish and silkworms at home are almost becoming small zoos! What she often talks about is: "What are you running around like crazy? Studying so intensely and stealing Doby animals can cultivate love and adjust emotions, which is worse than anything else." I took the sparrow from my grandmother and was so happy that I ran to the horse at once. Behind him, there was a voice: "Don't drop it." I can't hear you. I just want my children to share my joy. -ah! What a beautiful little sparrow I have. You see, its small mouth is bright yellow, its brown feathers are shiny, and it feels soft and slippery. Thinking about thinking, running and running ... The little sparrow jumped from my hand to the ground with a bite when I was not paying attention, and ran forward with an oblique jump. I hurried after it, so anxious that I couldn't wait to catch it at once. Suddenly, the sparrow turned around and ran straight to me. I didn't have time to dodge and stepped on it. I was silly, looking at the sparrow lying motionless on the ground. Grandma rushed over to have a look, ah! The sparrow is dead. She glared at me angrily, and my tears came out, and I regretted it very much. Said sadly, "I didn't mean to!" " From then on, grandma often reminded me that no matter what happens in the future, I should be calm and calm, and don't be rash. Love small animals. Whenever I have a new friend, I always think of the poor sparrow, and my heart is very restless.

This real little thing that happened to me has made me unforgettable for a long time.

2. An unforgettable thing in primary school: write 600 words.

In my life, there are many things, some are happy, some are sad, some are sad and some are happy? But among them, there is one unforgettable thing that I still remember. The moon, so bright and beautiful, so sweet and quiet, shines on me doing my homework in the house. The moonlight is so gentle and soft, but my heart is restless.

I prayed again and again that my mother would come back soon and spend this terrible moment with me. I waited and waited for a long time, but there was still no sign of my mother. At this moment, my neighbor knocked on my door and asked me to answer the phone. I picked up the phone and heard it was my mother's voice. I was ecstatic and immediately asked, "Mom, when will you come back? Hurry up, I have been waiting for you for a long time." "Sweet, today, I will eat at your aunt's place. Cook for yourself!" The voice on the phone surprised me. "But now?" Before I finished, the phone was hung up.

"Hey, mom, do you know that today is the Ghost Festival on July 14th, which is my biggest fear?" I said to myself in dismay. In the dead of night, I looked out of the window at the dark sky, as if it were waiting for the arrival of a ghost. At this moment, there was a sudden whoosh. I was frightened and thought it was a ghost, so I quickly hid in the quilt. At this moment, all the ghost films I had seen before came to my mind. I encouraged myself to say, "Don't be afraid. The theories of ghosts and gods are all lies. There are no ghosts in the world. Believe in science." Suddenly, I suddenly realized, yes, there are no ghosts in the world, so don't be superstitious.

I opened the quilt and stood up slowly. I thought to myself, "The ghost, the more you fear it, the more it bullies you." From then on, I am not afraid of ghosts.

This matter is branded on my mind like a mark, which makes me unforgettable and still fresh in my mind.

3. An unforgettable thing in primary school: write 600 words.

In my daily life, some things often happen. Among these things, what makes me most unforgettable is that my brother broke his arm. Two years ago, my father bought a skateboard for my brother. My playful brother went skateboarding as soon as he finished his homework. Grandma always says, "Don't play with this. What if you fall?" My younger brother always refused to listen, made a face and ran to the yard to play skateboard. Gradually, my brother became more and more courageous, and he thought he had learned to skateboard.

One day, he ran to the living room floor to play. Although the floor was slippery, my brother insisted on standing on the skateboard with one foot and pushing the other foot backwards, and the skateboard moved. At this time, I only heard a "clap" and my brother's head hit the sofa. I was awakened after taking a nap on the sofa. I looked at my brother and said, "Are you all right? So careless. " "No, nothing." Panting, my brother climbed onto the couch and watched TV. I am really worried about this naughty brother.

I remember Sunday afternoon, I went to my classmates to do my homework, and my brother quietly held a skateboard and played in the house. In the evening, as soon as I got home, I heard my grandmother say, "You are back. Your brother had an accident." "What's the matter?" I asked anxiously. "He broke his arm and has been sent to the hospital." "What?" I can't believe it.

It turned out that my brother was alone at home and took the skateboard to the steps to play, but he slipped before he was ready, and even the boarder slipped out, and his arm was broken.

What we were worried about still happened. It's all because my younger brother is too playful and willful, and he didn't listen to grandma's advice, so he was hurt so much.

Students, skateboarding is a good sport, but you must choose the right environment and practice it under the supervision of adults. For your safety, don't show off!

4. An unforgettable thing in primary school: write 600 words.

Every bit of life, stumbling, scene after scene ... I believe there are things worth remembering and moving. Walking into the corridor of years, looking through the photo album of life, reliving the moment that touched me once … The long road of life is bumpy and arduous. What happened is like countless stars in the sky, but what I can't forget most is that.

One summer, dark clouds were gathering, cicadas were singing loudly, and the whole city seemed to be immersed in darkness. I sat by the window and looked at the few rays of light left outside the window, and I was worried that it was going to rain, so I couldn't go home.

With the ringing of a ringing bell, it indicates the end of the day's course, but at this time, some people are happy and some are sad. I stood at the stairs, watching one classmate after another follow the footsteps of my parents in a hurry, feeling the cold touch of the oblique rain, feeling depressed and sad at heart, cursing God constantly inside. At this time, a touch of warmth climbed up my shoulder, only to find that a classmate had not left yet, and was holding my shoulder in one hand and an umbrella in the other and said to me, "I'll give you a ride." A strange emotion in my heart is constantly rolling, because I know that her home and I are almost poles apart. The dense rain, like a broken bead, weaves a transparent rain curtain after another. Originally, there were some narrow umbrellas, which became even smaller with my arrival. I hid under her umbrella, sniffed her slightly fragrant hair, and looked at her other shoulder, which was even thinner under the relentless impact of rain. My heart was filled with infinite emotion.

Hundreds of meters of road, but we like to walk for a century as extraordinarily long. I stood at the stairs, the sky seemed to clear up, and my eyes looked at the drifting figure with ecstasy, forming a most beautiful picture.

Even if time flies, even if the seasons change constantly, the picture fixed in my memory will always warm my heart. Hold a cup of fragrant tea, twist it for a while, pick up the warmth of memories, hide it in the gap of this winter, and melt the coldness of the years. Heart, always with a touch of willow color, quietly guarding the depths of the world of mortals, just waiting for the next spring warm bloom in life.

5. An unforgettable thing in primary school: write 600 words.

I grew up and experienced many things, including happy things, sad things and beautiful things ... but one thing often comes to my mind and is unforgettable. It was a Saturday morning, and my mother was ill, so I had to fry eggs myself.

First of all, I turned on the gas and heated the pot with a torch. I couldn't wait to pour a small amount of peanut oil into the pot. Suddenly I heard the sound of "cracking", like setting off firecrackers, and saw peanut oil jumping out of the pot like naughty jumping balls, splashing everywhere, which scared me so much that I couldn't help but step back. At this time, my mother said to me, "When frying lotus eggs, there should be no water in the pot. This must be noted." I thought to myself: ah, it turned out to be a masterpiece! I must destroy you!

After a while, the oil stopped splashing. I quickly took out a round egg from the refrigerator, knocked it against the side of the pot, and the egg cracked. I broke it off and left it for a while, and the yolk and egg white slipped into the pot at the same time. The pot immediately made a noise of "Zila Zila". "Oh, no, it's going to explode ..." I screamed and rushed out of the kitchen. Alas, I didn't expect frying eggs to be so difficult, so I began to back down, but on second thought, today is my first time frying eggs. "Everything is difficult before it is easy." If I give up halfway, I will be laughed at. Yes, I must stick to it.

So, I got up the courage to continue frying poached eggs. I turned down the gas first, then turned the egg over carefully. When the white yolk was almost cooked, I sprinkled some salt on it. At this moment, a fragrance spread out and my mouth was watering. Soon, the delicious poached egg was finally fried.

Although the fried poached eggs are a little mushy and not very good-looking, eating fried poached eggs by myself is sweeter than drinking honey. I think I will definitely fry more fragrant and delicious poached eggs in the future.

6. An unforgettable thing in primary school: write 600 words.

There are many things in my mind, many of which have been blurred by the running time, but there is one thing that I can't forget. It was a long time ago. Once, my pen disappeared. I hurriedly turned over my schoolbag, but I still couldn't find it. It suddenly occurred to me that Li Xin, my deskmate, was a little abnormal today. She didn't play with her classmates after class, and she was lying on her desk all day, as if she had something on her mind. Is it a guilty conscience? So I said to him, "Li Xin, did you take my pen!" " "I didn't." He said with grievance. I paused and said, "Then open the pencil case and let me have a look." "I didn't take it. Why should I open it?" He is a little angry. All right, soft. If not, hard. I grabbed the pencil case and opened it. Sure enough, there was a pen exactly like mine. "Oh, I stole the pen and refused to admit it." Li Xin hurriedly grabbed the pen and said anxiously, "This is mine. Give it back to me. I just bought the pen yesterday!" " "oh? What a coincidence? " I don't believe what he said at all. "Look, classmates, there is a thief in our class!" The students turned their heads in surprise and looked at Li Xin and the pen with a brush. Some students also began to accuse Li Xinlai. Li Xin cried in grievance and ran to the playground. A person squatted under the tree helplessly.

After school in the afternoon, I came home and suddenly saw my pen on the table. I seemed to understand something, and I felt an unprecedented uncomfortable feeling in my heart. I thought about the helpless grievances when Li Xin was accused by my classmates and me, and when I squatted under the tree alone and cried sadly, my heart sank to the bottom.

The next day, I decided to apologize to Li Xin. At the end of class, Li Xin was sitting in his seat, and I suddenly felt guilty. What else could I do? Maybe I can feel better by apologizing to him and getting his forgiveness. So, I returned the pen to Li Xin, and I got up the courage to say to Li Xin, Li Xin, I'm sorry I misunderstood you yesterday. Please forgive me. He looked at me with tears in my sincere eyes. He said, "It doesn't matter, you don't care too much. We are still good friends." At this time, I really realized Li Xin's tolerant and kind heart.

After this incident, I realized that I would lose more friends if I didn't figure things out.

7. An unforgettable thing in primary school: write 600 words.

Life is like a string of bright pearls, and each pearl is a beautiful memory. My life, in a blink of an eye, has passed for twelve years. In these twelve years, there is no shortage of things that I remember vividly, but the most unforgettable thing is my experience of climbing Huashan with my grandfather.

Although I am only twelve years old, I have also been to countless places of interest in the motherland, but that magnificent and wonderful Huashan has always stood in my heart. On the National Day that year, at my constant request, my parents finally took my grandfather and me to my hometown, Shaanxi, and came to the foot of the majestic Huashan Mountain. We began our journey to mount Huashan.

Needless to say, it is steep to climb the ladder, and it is not necessary to say that there are nine winding mountain roads. The altitude of 2,160 meters alone is prohibitive. People who want to take the cableway have already lined up in a long line, so grandpa decided to take us up the hill on foot. As the saying goes, "Huashan Mountain has been a road since ancient times". Sure enough, the danger of the mountain road made us stunned. After only a short climb, my parents didn't want to climb. They decided to fight a "protracted war" with the long queue in front of the cableway below the mountain.

Grandpa took me to continue climbing. Over Feiyuling, which is shaped like a big fish, and Xingyue Cliff, two stone walls like stars and the moon, my grandfather and I finally climbed the mountain to Jinsuo Pass, which connects the five main peaks in the east, south, west, north and middle. Jinsuo Pass used to be a place for Taoist activities, and the Taoist made a huge golden lock here, hence the name Jinsuo Pass.

From Jinsuo Pass to the west, we walked to the west peak-Lotus Peak. If we want to think of Lotus Peak, we have to go through a forest first. The trees in autumn are so beautiful that red, yellow and green are intertwined. When we climbed the west peak, there was a thick fog on the mountain, like covering the peak with a thin layer of sand.

After climbing the west peak, we went to the Huashan peak and the south peak-Luoyan peak. The name of Wild Goose Peak is said that even geese can't fly the height of this mountain, so it is named Wild Goose Peak. From this story, we can see that the wild goose peak is high, but with the help and encouragement of my grandfather, I finally climbed the peak that this wild goose can't jump over and completed this difficult trip.

Difficulties are like peaks, which are difficult to jump over, but only those who jump over them can rest in this unique scenery.

8. An unforgettable thing in primary school: write 600 words.

When summer comes, there are more people in the swimming pool in an instant. Adults, children, and even grandfathers swim and fight happily in the pool, just like flocks of ducks playing happily in the water. I am so envious that I pester my father to take me swimming every day. Dad couldn't help me, so he finally agreed. One afternoon in the summer vacation, the sun shone on the earth as if it were on fire. When I came to the pool, I saw that the water in the swimming pool was very clear. I couldn't wait to get into the water, but it was my first time swimming, and I was a little timid in my heart. I stood on the shore and dared not go down. Dad was amazing. He got into the water with a "coax". He deliberately teased me and said, "How cool the water is! Those who don't come down are cowards. " Hum! I don't want to be a coward! I plucked up my courage, put on my swimming ring and came into the water carefully. Wow! How cold it is! The whole body is floating in the water, and the foot can't step on the end. It turns out that it is not as terrible as I thought. So I started swimming like my father, but I swam around in the water and felt like a happy and free fish. My father saw that I wanted to learn swimming so much and said, "Come on, I'll teach you the proper swimming posture." I quickly promised: "Yes."

Dad taught me how to hold my breath: take a breath first and then sink into the water. Finally, he taught me how to hold my breath, float on the water and keep my balance. After learning these, I was complacent, thinking that I had learned well, so I went to the shore to have a rest. Inadvertently, my foot slipped and fell into the water. After drinking two mouthfuls, I said impatiently, "No more learning, no more learning." My mother comforted me and said, "It's normal to drink water. You should have confidence in yourself and perseverance, so that you can learn everything."

Finally, I stood up again and went to the water to continue to learn swimming. My father taught me the breaststroke movements: closing, turning and pedaling. He also taught me how to breathe. I followed my father's movements. After a month of hard training, I finally learned to swim, and my heart was happy.

What a great harvest this summer vacation!

9. An unforgettable thing in primary school: write 600 words.

There are many things that happened around me, and I can't remember most of them as time goes by. But one thing, although it has been a long time, is still deeply engraved in my mind. It should have been two years ago. Once I went back to my hometown during the winter vacation, and I felt very bored and boring when I stayed at home all day. So I said to my father, "Dad! Dad! There are so many mountains in my hometown, take me to climb the mountain! " I have been pestering my father for a long time, and my father said, "Good! All right! But I have a prerequisite! "

"What premise?" I asked my father; "You should write your homework neatly and well!" Dad said; I patted my chest and said, "No problem! Piece of cake! " "Keep your word, don't go back on your word!" Dad goaded me; I immediately said, "Is the hook hook good?" "No problem!" Dad said happily, so we pulled up the hook. I said to my father, "Leave early tomorrow morning!" Dad readily agreed.

We set off early the next morning. There are seven uncles leading the team, and I am second. We originally planned to climb a very good mountain, but later we discussed that it was more meaningful to climb the mountain that Dad used to climb when he was a child.

Here we go! All the way was smooth, but halfway up, the mountain became more and more barren. We all suspected that Qibo had taken the wrong road, but Qibo said, "Be strong, it doesn't matter if you climb wrong!"

Everybody keep climbing. However, the mountain is getting more and more barren, and there is snow on both sides, which reaches my calf, so I have to turn my wet trouser legs up to avoid adding to the burden. There are intermittent wolf hoofprint on the cold snow, which is terrible to the extreme. I was trudging on a mountain road only four or five meters ... I said, "Let's go down the mountain!" " Seven "see chez couldn't hold on, and agreed. By this time, I was exhausted, so I sat on the ground and slid down like skiing.

It was not until seven o'clock in the evening that we finally got home ...

10. An unforgettable thing in primary school. Write 600 words.

"Oh, how long has it been since I rode a bike? When can I ride a bike?" It tickles me to watch others riding bicycles in the community. Last summer vacation, my mother finally bought me a red folding bike, which can fulfill my wish-learn to ride a bike!

Just practice! I pedal the main pedal with my right leg and step on the ground with my left foot. "1, 2, 3 go!" I quickly boarded the pedal with my left foot, but after walking less than two meters, the car suddenly tilted to the right. I couldn't resist it and the car fell to the ground. "ah! Fortunately, we fell. " I said and helped the car up. "Let's wait for your left foot for a while." I put my right foot on the pedal again, stepped on one section, and my left foot moved forward one step, stepped on another section, and moved one step ... Soon, half an hour passed, so I think my left foot can always be on. Simply push your left foot up, and the car is still moving forward firmly. Just as I was riding to the end, the car suddenly tilted and fell down with people and cars! "oh! Ah! " It turned out that my arm was skinned together! Just when I was about to go home to clean the wound, I heard someone shout, "Come back! Come back! " When I looked back, it turned out that the neighbor's "Taotao" was crazy again! It is said that although the dog is small, it bites people very badly! Just as it was about to bite my rear wheel, I got on the bus in a hurry and rode away askew, only hearing the cry of "Wang Wang".

I rode my bike to a small garden. I was just about to stop. I found that I could ride, so I rode quickly. Suddenly "Taotao" jumped in front of my car again, "Ah" how can I ride back! “

It was an unforgettable day, and I learned that no matter what I do, I should not only have perseverance, but also be brave. As the saying goes, "You don't gain wisdom without doing something! "Isn't it?