One thing is deeply branded in my heart.

I have a little secret in my heart, which is really hard for me to forget.

I remember that time, I watched TV at home and my grandmother was at home. She is busy brewing rice wine. At this time, I asked my grandmother, "What's the taste of rice wine? Is it delicious? " Grandma said, "Rice wine tastes good and delicious." Then I thought: Grandma says rice wine tastes good, but every time I touch a little wine, I feel bitter and it doesn't taste good at all. Maybe the taste is different, or maybe some people just like to drink rice wine. I really don't understand. Maybe I can't drink rice wine.

Then grandma told me that she was going out for a while and let me have a look at the wine jar. I said yes. Grandma walked for a while, and I went to see if the wine jar was full. I opened the cloth cover and smoke came out. I can't see if the wine in the bottle is full. So I went to find a flashlight. But I can't find the flashlight at this time. It suddenly occurred to me that I could take a candle, so I found a candle, lit it and put it into the jar. Suddenly, the fuel tank caught fire, which startled me. I thought anxiously: What should I do now? I thought and thought, and finally I thought of a way. If boiling water is poured into the fuel tank, the smoke will not be very strong and the fire will not go out. In desperation, I poured the water into the wine jar. Sure enough, the fire went out. I looked into the jar again. Fortunately, there is little wine, otherwise we would be in trouble. I breathed a sigh of relief and remembered that my grandmother once told me that there was a man who had the same thing as me just now, but I didn't know how to put out the fire. But I'm repeating the story.

Later, grandma came back. I didn't tell her what happened just now, and she didn't find out. This has become a secret in my heart, but I won't let this happen in the future.

One thing is deeply branded in my heart.

I have a little secret in my heart, which is really hard for me to forget.

I remember that time, I watched TV at home and my grandmother was at home. She is busy brewing rice wine. At this time, I asked my grandmother, "What's the taste of rice wine? Is it delicious? " Grandma said, "Rice wine tastes good and delicious." Then I thought: Grandma says rice wine tastes good, but every time I touch a little wine, I feel bitter and it doesn't taste good at all. Maybe the taste is different, or maybe some people just like to drink rice wine. I really don't understand. Maybe I can't drink rice wine.

Then grandma told me that she was going out for a while and let me have a look at the wine jar. I said yes. Grandma walked for a while, and I went to see if the wine jar was full. I opened the cloth cover and smoke came out. I can't see if the wine in the bottle is full. So I went to find a flashlight. But I can't find the flashlight at this time. It suddenly occurred to me that I could take a candle, so I found a candle, lit it and put it into the jar. Suddenly, the fuel tank caught fire, which startled me. I thought anxiously: What should I do now? I thought and thought, and finally I thought of a way. If boiling water is poured into the fuel tank, the smoke will not be very strong and the fire will not go out. In desperation, I poured the water into the wine jar. Sure enough, the fire went out. I looked into the jar again. Fortunately, there is little wine, otherwise we would be in trouble. I breathed a sigh of relief and remembered that my grandmother once told me that there was a man who had the same thing as me just now, but I didn't know how to put out the fire. But I'm repeating the story.

Later, grandma came back. I didn't tell her what happened just now, and she didn't find out. This has become a secret in my heart, but I won't let this happen in the future.

Tell you a secret.

I have a little secret in my heart. I don't want others to know, but don't feel bad. I really want to talk to someone about the secret in my heart. I have a little secret in my heart. I don't want others to know, but don't feel bad. I really want to talk to someone about the secret in my heart. I have a little secret in my heart. I don't want others to know, but don't feel bad. I really want to talk to someone about the secret in my heart. Then, I thought of you because you are my trusted good friend. We talk about everything, don't you think

Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? I was only in a bad mood for a few days because I broke my father's favorite vase at home. That is the vase that my father bought last year. It's beautiful. But the day before yesterday, my brother and I played at home. When we were having fun, we were suddenly shocked by a loud noise. Just, I found many vases and fragments behind me. I quickly picked up a piece of debris and looked intently. Ah, so this is my father's favorite vase. I panicked and thought: What a disaster! What a disaster! I broke my father's child. What am I supposed to tell him? At this time, dad just came home from work and ran into this scene. The expression on his face became serious and he said angrily, "What's the matter? Why did my vase fall to the ground? " Just when I panicked, I heard the kitten's cry. "I said to my father, ... that's our kitten ..." I knew that if this was really caused by our joke, my father would be furious, so I put the blame on the kitten. But dad hates this kitten now and wants to send it away. What shall we do? The kitten is my good friend. It has been with me for two years. I can't bear to be separated from it. What should I do?

I told you the secret of my heart without reservation. I don't know what you think, please tell me.

One thing is deeply branded in my heart.

I have been hiding a secret in my heart, which has left a deep imprint on my heart, and often makes me upset and scared because of what I did wrong. My cousin often comes to my house to play and sometimes stays for a few days. One Sunday morning, my cousin came up to me with a pencil case and proudly said, "Sister, this is the multifunctional pencil case I bought in the stationery store last night, but there is a picture of Snow White on it!" " "I opened my eyes and said enviously," Ah! It's Snow White. She is my favorite princess. Moreover, it is multifunctional. Pressing various buttons will take out a thermometer, eraser, pencil sharpener or pencil. " I suddenly turned my eyes to my cousin: "Good sister, you have the kindest heart. Can you lend me some time? " "No, it's expensive, and you'll break it." She turned around and left. I thought to myself: when I seize the opportunity, I will have a good time. The next day, when my cousin went to the bookstore to buy books, I stole her pencil case. I pressed a yellow button and the thermometer jumped out; Press the blue button again and the pencil sharpener will pop up. I danced with joy and kept shouting, "That's funny, that's funny! "When I press each button three times, the pencil case is broken and nothing can be played. I was at a loss, thinking: If my cousin knew, she would complain to my parents, and I would be miserable then. In order not to let her know, I want to do it perfectly! I put the pencil-box back in her schoolbag and zipped it carefully. Just then, my cousin came back and she left with her schoolbag on her back. It makes me feel relieved that no one will know about it. Although it has been a long time, as long as I think about it, I will feel uneasy. I broke my cousin's favorite pencil box, but nothing happened. Hey! I really want to tell you this secret, so that my sister can forgive me and be an honest sister.

One thing is deeply branded in my heart.

It was a Sunday afternoon and I came to the playground to play. Suddenly, a 23-year-old brother came over, chubby and very lovable, followed by an aunt. That aunt seems to be the mother of that little brother.

I looked at this little brother. I was so cute that I caused Doby to think. I waved to him and he stopped to look at me. I kept teasing him, and my little brother giggled from time to time. When his mother saw the child having a good time, she wandered aside to chat with her acquaintances. After playing for a while, I made a face at my little brother. Unexpectedly, he began to cry. The crying was terrible, which alarmed my mother who was chatting beside me. When his mother heard the sound, she picked up her little brother and kept coaxing him, but after a long time, his little brother kept crying. Aunt is very angry. When she looked up and saw me standing aside, she gave me a good scolding. Suddenly I was very unhappy. I didn't mean to make her child cry!

A few days later, I saw them on the playground again. It was very cold that day, and my little brother wore a hat, which was quite playful and a bit arrogant. After a while, the little brother's mother took off her hat and put it on the bench, and ran to the other end of the playground to answer the phone. Looking at the hat and remembering the humiliation of that day, the idea of revenge suddenly welled up in my mind.

I quietly walked over and looked at my aunt. She was answering the phone, and then I looked at my little brother. He also plays with other children. I looked around again. Nobody looked at me. I walked up to her and threw my little brother's hat into the trash can, thinking: Do you still swear casually? After a while, my aunt called back and asked where my little brother's hat went. When I saw my little brother talking for a long time, I couldn't say why. The tone became more and more severe, and my heart pulled up. His mother taught his brother a few words, and I pretended to play beside him and witnessed all this. Seeing my little brother trained, my original pride has flown to the outside of the cloud nine. I want to go up and confess, but I'm afraid of that aunt. If she knew I did it, I don't know how she would scold me! While I was hesitating, my aunt left with the children, but my heart could not be calm for a long time.

Blink of an eye, it has been several years, but I still haven't forgotten it. Every time I think about it, my heart is full of remorse. Why did I do that in the first place! ?

One thing that moved me (6)

Something that moved me.

There are many touching things in life, which are hidden in our hearts like pearls at the bottom of the sea. Today, I will choose the brightest pearl to show you!

It was a morning a few weeks ago, and I was very unhappy because I had a conflict with a classmate the day before. I trudged into the classroom, only to find that everyone was staring at me with strange eyes. I panicked, so I asked a good friend. When I learned the truth, I was very angry, because I was very angry yesterday, and told Gong Yuan, who asked me about my homework, all the things related to this debate. I didn't expect him to say it! This is a big secret! I immediately flew into a rage. Without thinking, I rushed to Gong Yuan, who was being promoted, and shouted, "Bah! You big mouth! " Say that finish, then angrily left. The class stopped talking, and Gong Yuan stood there motionless. ...

I'll never talk to him again! I keep repeating it in my mind! After the morning reading, I sat in my seat alone and got angry. Hum! How dishonest! The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I cried at once. "Hey, come here!" I looked up and said, well, you have the face to see me! That's right. It was Gong Yuan who smiled at me. But in my heart, it's like a weasel to pay New Year greetings to chickens! "Can you come out for a moment?" He said quietly. I want to say no, but I think, let's see what tricks he has. I'm going out to see if he will eat me! So I got up and walked out of the classroom with him. He took me to one side of the corridor, where there were not many people. I'm nervous. Does he want to fight me? After ... I saw the original bow smile and took out a small paper ball folded several times from his pocket. It looks mysterious. "We agreed that I can't see it until I leave. I must! " He gave me the paper ball carefully, and as soon as I took it, he quickly ran away. What's his plot? Is there a mouse in it? Or threatening letters ... my hands trembled and slowly opened the paper ball. Every time I open a floor, my heart beats wildly. Finally, I opened it. When I saw it, I was blindsided. God, there are more than 800 "I'm sorry" written on it, each of which is neat and densely covered with the whole paper. My tears welled up again, but it was happy.

Later, I gave Gong Yuan a paper ball full of "Never mind". He smiled as if to say, "You finally forgive me!" I laughed too.

This incident really touched me. Although Gong Yuan and I didn't talk much, the messenger of friendship built a bridge between us and solved the contradiction. I will keep this precious friendship forever. After all, it is more beautiful than pearls.

Until today, I still feel deeply about this matter, and a heat flow warms my whole body …

The secret of my heart

Author: Weng Xu Jie has a little secret in his heart that I don't want anyone to know, but it's uncomfortable to keep it inside. Today, I finally got up the courage to tell this secret to Teacher Liu.

It was a day in the fourth grade, and I became The monitor on duty as I wished. When sweeping the floor, I look like a commanding general on the podium. I always feel that I seem to dominate the world. But the students who swept the floor were disgusted with me and even shouted at me. I couldn't help shouting, "You want to rebel!" "Without further ado, the students who swept the floor picked up the broom and ran towards me as a machine gun. I picked up the chalk as a Grenade, and with a whiz, the Grenade hit the enemy, and the enemy's firepower was greatly weakened ... I picked up the last box of chalk and shot at the enemy. Haha, one of the enemy's "soldiers" was injured and became a deserter, and the rest of the "enemies" rushed at me again. I looked at the last piece of chalk in the chalk box. " What if the bullet is gone? "I was like a cat on hot bricks. I looked at the triangle lying on the platform and sleeping, flying towards the "enemy" regardless of the willy-nilly, but the triangle changed its direction halfway and flew to the glass window, only to hear a "touch". My classmates and I were dumbfounded. The glass was broken and the glass fragments were playing puzzles on the ground. I broke out in a cold sweat. It's a small thing to have chalk all over the floor, but breaking the glass is a big thing. I said to my classmates who swept the floor, "We can't talk about what happened today. We should roll with the punches. " The students all nodded, and then went to tidy up the chalk on the floor. The next day, I walked into the classroom with a red face. Teacher Liu is investigating this matter. When she saw me come in, she ran to me and asked, "Did you break this glass? "I screamed and said," No … it wasn't me … I broke it … maybe it was a senior classmate. After a while, Miss Liu forgot about it. She bought the glass herself, and the glass window was repaired. This matter has also become a secret in my heart, and I have never told the teacher.

This secret has been hidden in my heart for two years, and I can't hold it any longer. Think about the teacher who often teaches us to correct mistakes, and he is still a good student. Yes, I want to be an honest man. I got up the courage to pick up the phone: "Hello! Hello, I'm looking for Miss Liu ... "

Author: Weng Xu Jie

Unforgettable things

Speaking of books, I think of slapping my brother and quarreling with my grandfather for a book when I was a child. I really regret it.

My brother is only 4 years old. He can always find my library. That night, I sat on the sofa and looked at the fairy tale book I just bought from the bookstore. As it happens, when my brother came back from kindergarten, I hid the book as usual. My brother sat on the sofa as if he knew something and looked around, which made my heart panic.

After school at noon the next day, I hurried home, put down my schoolbag and walked into my room. When I saw my brother tearing up my books page by page, I rushed over and slapped my brother. The younger brother cried and threw the book on the ground, and immediately ran to grandpa. Grandpa said helplessly, "He still doesn't understand. Please forgive him." I flushed with anger and said loudly to my grandfather, "that's my favorite book." He does nothing but my favorite book. How can I forgive him? "

After school in the afternoon, I came home listlessly with my schoolbag on my back and sat on the sofa without even looking at my grandfather and brother. I don't know when my brother stood in front of me with his head down and a book. When I saw the same fairy tale book, I was really happy and uncomfortable. It turned out that grandpa was very angry when he saw me, so he went to the bookstore to buy it for me without rest at noon. I took this book, and I feel very sad. I thought about the tone I spoke loudly to my grandfather and my brother's red face. I really regret it.

This matter has been buried in my heart for many years. I feel much more comfortable when I say it this time. This is my most unforgettable thing.