I remember that it was the summer vacation three years ago. I went to my grandmother's house to play. The sun barbecued the earth like a big fireball, and cicadas sang in the trees, as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot, this damn weather." I was playing in the house when suddenly, I heard someone shouting in the street: "Sell tofu flower, sweet and delicious tofu flower, fifty cents for a bowl." Tofu flower, which I haven't eaten for a long time, quickly asked my grandmother who was cooking for two fifty cents and ran to the place where tofu was sold like an arrow.
Ah! How many people buy tofu flowers! Like a long queue in a day, I can only stand at the back of the queue. One, two, three ... It's finally my turn. I quickly handed my aunt the money and the bowl with tofu flowers. "Oh, why only give a spoonful? The sign clearly says fifty cents a bowl." I said with some anger. She still said quietly, "kid, don't talk nonsense. You obviously only gave fifty cents, so how can you say it's one yuan?" "What ..." I was so angry that I couldn't speak. Suddenly, a tall, familiar figure appeared in the distance. As the figure got closer and closer, I knew it was my grandmother. I saw my grandmother as if I saw a savior, so I called her in quickly. At that time, I told my grandmother about it in detail, and her face became serious immediately. So she went to reason with her grandmother. In this way, a fierce speech began, and my aunt and grandmother selling tofu said something to you, and I quarreled with each other. The people standing by also helped us to intercede. The aunt who sold tofu flowers had no choice but to give us another bowl. My grandmother and I happily went home with "trophies".
When I got home, I immediately ate tofu. Sweet and sour tofu flowers poured into my heart. After eating tofu flowers, I reached into my pocket and found something hard. What was it? When I took it out, it turned out to be the fifty cents that I had just sold tofu. I was shocked and my face turned red. So I quickly ran back to the place where I just bought tofu flowers, but the aunt who sold tofu flowers was long gone. On the way back, my feet seemed to weigh a thousand dollars, as if I had to exert all my strength every step.
There are too many regrets in childhood. If they are strings of wind chimes, when the wind blows, they will give a clear reminder that I should know how to think more about everything I do.
An unforgettable lesson
Ah! I finally finished learning Unit 6 of Chinese, and I felt relaxed all over. However, the tense exam will begin again. After school in the afternoon, Mr. Chen asked us to go home and review the contents of this unit carefully to prepare for tomorrow's Chinese test. The students all sighed after hearing the news, "How to take the exam again! It seems that I can't play at home today. " I didn't care. "What's the big deal about the exam? Wait and see! I am a genius, and I can definitely get the first place without reviewing my books! " Looking at the nervous classmates, I secretly laughed at them.
When I got home, I threw away my schoolbag as usual, and I couldn't wait to sit at the computer desk and played the game "Delta Force". I was so excited that I got carried away. I was reluctant to turn off the computer until my mother urged me to eat again and again.
After dinner, I hastily finished my math homework, watched TV for a while, and went to bed. I have forgotten all about the Chinese test.
The next day, the time for the exam finally arrived. In the classroom, many students rushed to turn over a few pages a few minutes before the exam, and some students picked up "weapons" to get through. There was a lot of noise in the classroom, such as tearing paper, losing books and sharpening pencils. After a while, Mr. Chen walked into the classroom with a serious face. The classroom was immediately silent, and the students waited for the examination papers to be handed out. When the exam bell rang, the students began to answer questions nervously at once. The classroom was very quiet, only heard the rustling sound of writing, and occasionally there was a slight cough or two.
In the examination room, I was so anxious that I was sweating. Why can't I know so many questions? It turns out that I can't remember how to write those familiar new words. I can barely do the first page, but I can't do the second page. All the questions have become "obstacles" in front of me, and I can't beat it if I think about it. I looked around, and my classmates were busy writing. Their faces were full of confidence, and some students had finished their answers. I really regret it ... Seeing that the exam time is almost over, I had to scribble on the paper and give it to the teacher.
After the exam, all the students talked loudly and were in high spirits, singing, jumping and laughing like birds coming out of the cage, which was indescribably relaxed and happy. I am sad and unhappy, alas! Some people are really happy and some people are sad.
A week later, the results came down, and when the teacher announced the results, my heart was so nervous that I jumped. The top ten didn't have me, and the top twenty didn't have me. After I was squeezed into the twenty, the students laughed: "It's still the first in the exam, and the last one is almost the same." My face turned red at once, and I bowed my head in the laughter of my classmates, so ashamed that I just wanted to find a crack to drill down. The teacher seriously criticized me: "Genius comes from diligence. How can you be a genius if you are not diligent?" My heart felt terrible like a needle. I was lying on my desk, trying not to cry, but "Jin Doudou" still rolled down one by one.
Yes! I was ridiculed by my classmates and severely criticized by my teachers because of my complacency, and I also learned the true meaning of "modesty makes people progress and pride makes people lag behind". From then on, whenever I get some achievements and can't help feeling proud, I will think of this lesson, which urges me to forge ahead and encourage myself.
In 2002, my parents took me to a new home. It has beautiful scenery, comfortable environment and is close to the school. It is really the best place to live. I fell in love with this new home at once.
One night, my cousin came to my house as a guest and looked for it for a long time before he found my house. I think: my cousin is not familiar with this place. I'll take my cousin down and see this beautiful community later.
After dinner, I took the initiative to be my cousin's guide and showed him around the neighborhood. Finally, we came to the Qianping fitness place. I ran to the double pole, grabbed the double pole with both hands, kicked my legs up, pressed down hard, and proudly said to my cousin, "What's up? Did I practice well? I often do exercise here. " As soon as the words were finished, my hand slipped and I fell off the double pole, just to the back of my head. Ouch, it hurts! When I touched the back of my head, my hands were covered with blood. I was so scared that I shouted, "Oh, no, it's bleeding!" Bleeding! " My cousin was also shocked and immediately informed my mother to take me to the hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, I had two stitches and several layers of gauze wrapped around my head. It was really uncomfortable! On the way home, I thought: If I had been careful and not so careless, this would not have happened. My mother always reminds me to pay attention to safety. When I was in school, the teacher also mentioned safety first. I didn't take it to heart. Now I remember everything they said. Alas, it's true: if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer!
This is really an unforgettable lesson. Students, you must pay attention to safety when playing!
In my mind, there is an unusual lesson that I will never forget. At that time, if mom and dad hadn't come back in time, I would have died in a raging fire for fun.
I remember when I was six years old, I fell in love with playing with fire out of a psychology of looking for fun. One day, when my parents were shopping, I ran into my mother's room and found a box of matches. I saw the words "children please don't play with fire" written on the matchbox, but I ignored it. Let alone follow him. In order to have fun, I don't care much! So, I found some paper and rubbed it on the eraser on the side of the matchbox. Wow! I'm surprised, it's on fire! I quickly brought paper, covered it one by one, and looked at the flickering flames. I had a great time. But I didn't know that while I was enjoying this pleasure, the danger was coming step by step.
In order to make the fire more prosperous, I continued to add paper to the fire. Suddenly, there was a noise outside the house, which startled me. I tried to put out the fire, but it was too late, and the flames jumped higher and higher, igniting the surrounding cardboard boxes and burning my hands. I don't care about anything but calling for help.
Just then, mom and dad came back! They ran into the kitchen, brought a basin full of water and threw it at the flames. After a while, the fire was finally put out. This is my big face, and I have two big blisters on my hands. I sat on the ground, thinking: my god, if mom and dad hadn't come back in time, what might have happened!
This time, I really had a narrow escape! From then on, I never dared to play with fire again. From this incident, I learned an unforgettable lesson: don't just have fun without thinking about the consequences.