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An Unforgettable Event: Composition in Grade Four
I remember an unforgettable event 1 On a day when the cold wind was blowing and the north wind was howling, what happened that day made me unforgettable. This unforgettable event came from an elderly grandmother.

I still remember the dead of winter that year. At that time, snow as white as jade was flying all over the sky, as if a girl were dancing ballet in the air forever. How beautiful! But I have really felt the coldness of the "girl". I stood on the other side of the road waiting for the green light.

The green light is on, and I just want to walk there. A white-haired, skinny old lady took my hand and walked to the other side of the road. I was at a loss and followed her. I was puzzled and thought: Why did this old woman hold my hand? My face is full of doubts. After taking me across the street, grandma patted me on the shoulder and smiled and said kindly, "The car can hit me, but don't hit you!" " You are the child and flower of our motherland! "At this time, although I was cold, I suddenly felt endless warmth around me. I froze when I saw the old woman leave. I was in tears when the old woman cared about me like a relative.

Until now, I still remember those warm hands, and I can still feel that warm heart, that warm smile, that warm grandma!

Remember an unforgettable thing. I think everyone has unforgettable things, and so do I. Let me talk about it.

One day it was snowing outside, and I didn't go to school with a fever. When I was studying at home, I found a shadow coming to my home from the window. It turns out that my classmate's family is well off. I saw his face as red as an apple, so I asked curiously, "Why are you here?" He said, "I heard from the teacher that you had a fever, and the teacher asked me to give you a tutorial." I said "Oh" and I said "Thank you", so we began to ask him to tutor me. He told me all the short messages these days. I won't keep a question in my heart and dare not ask it. My heart seems to be seen through by him. He said: "Ask questions you can't, don't take them to heart." I told him, and he told me once. He asked me, "Have you learned?" I said, "I learned." He is happy, so am I.

My classmates are leaving in the evening, and my mother said, "Why don't you go to my house for dinner?" He said, "My mother is waiting for me to eat at home, so I won't eat here." I said I was going to see him off, and I wanted to say thank you in my heart, my good classmate.

This is the unforgettable thing I saw at first sight. You haven't told me your unforgettable thing?

Remember an unforgettable thing. One thing has passed for a long time, but I still remember it vividly, as if it happened yesterday.

That day, my father drove me to the mall to buy things, and cars came and went all the way. When I arrived at the gate of the shopping mall, I saw a cleaner's grandfather sweeping the floor in the scorching sun. The sun made him sweat profusely, and he didn't seem tired or hot at all. I thought to myself: it's so hot now, people should eat ice cream, watch TV, blow air conditioning or go out to buy something. However, grandpa the cleaner is working hard for our clean environment. As for me, I complain that I have to go to cram school on weekends and don't give me time to play.

After a while, an adult threw ice cream sticks everywhere and was seen by a little girl. The little girl stopped the man and pointed to the ice cream stick on the ground. Knowing that he was wrong, the man picked it up and carefully threw it into the trash can, leaving shyly. Grandpa, the cleaner on the side, saw it, gave a thumbs-up and smiled and said to the little girl, "If only everyone would treat you like this!" " Yes, people always throw things they don't want on the ground, but we never think about who will sweep the garbage.

If we throw less rubbish, the cleaners can contribute less. We should protect the environment and protect our beautiful home.

Remember an unforgettable thing. Once, our class held an annual parent-child activity.

My parents and I went to Qifeng Park, and found that many students came, so we rushed there. After a while, the activity began. There are three projects. The first project is to take the greenway, the second project is to share food, and the third project is to introduce myself. But what impressed me most was taking the greenway.

First, we took a pink flag, and then listened to the rules of the game. We had to take pictures at the designated place, so we set off when we couldn't run any further.

At first, our group fell behind, but we soon caught up with the red team. We only walked a few kilometers, and some people in our group were tired. So, we shouted the slogan "Pink Team, Perseverance". After shouting, we cheered again. We walked for a long time and finally found a place to take pictures. We quickly took pictures of the team, and when our parents finished taking pictures of us, we started to walk again.

Slowly, we caught up with the green team. After walking for a while, we were exhausted and sat down to have a rest. I didn't expect the green team to catch up again. We don't want the green team to overtake us and start walking again. We caught up with the blue team again, and our feet were numb in the end, but we tried our best and won the first place.

This is an unforgettable thing for me. Through this activity, I understand that persistence is victory.

I remember an unforgettable thing. Strangely, I don't cherish what I have, so I was born without knowing how to be blessed. My second uncle is a famous local calligrapher. I studied calligraphy with him for three years and mastered some basic knowledge. But if my uncle doesn't supervise my homework regularly, I will fish for three days and dry the net for two days, and my writing level will never be good.

At noon that day, the weather was very hot and lazy, and I didn't want to do anything, but I still had to finish the "arduous" task of sorting out a 100 calligraphy word. I was sweating like a pig. Suddenly, my good friend Xiaoshi came and said that the Jiubao band in Tingting Taoyuan in the south of the village was ripe and asked me to steal it with him. I went with him. At about noon, everyone was resting, and we successfully entered Taoyuan without meeting anyone. Taoyuan is surrounded by a fence made of dead branches, which is very short. We walked around the garden and found it very quiet. Pairs of peaches from Jiubao Band are in full bloom in the green leaves, which makes my mouth water.

Tingting, who is looking at the garden, is sitting at the door of the hut deep in the garden. Please read a book, as if she were asleep. It took a long time to turn over a page. "Steal?" I nodded. With our backs to Tingting, we decided to lie on the fence from the side. Small stones are thin and thin, so it is easy to catch anything. I jumped in, but I won't be able to climb in for a while He had to jump out again, calling me stupid in a low voice, and at the same time trying to lift my ass and sign my name on the top of the fence. I couldn't help it and fell into the garden like a stone.

Xiaoshi saw that I was all thumbs and suggested that he pick peaches from the tree, so I picked peaches from the tree. I am useless, I want to be brave. I want to climb a tree. I can't help it He obeyed me. So I used my hands and feet, and he hit me with his shoulder. Finally, he got me on the branch, which made the branch brush and the leaves fell to the ground.

Just then, I heard Tingting shout, "Stop thief! The wild child stole the peach! " I was stunned. Through the branches and leaves, Tingting came running quickly in her room with a stick. What shall we do? Come down from the tree first, of course. Looking down, the small stone is gone! He really looks like a little monkey. The cat slid along the tree like a whirlwind to the fence, jumped out of the fence slightly, and then shrank back, disappearing into the corn field half a person's height like a plush ball!

Seen from above, this dwarf tree looks like a story. I want to jump, but I dare not stretch my legs. I'm anxious. Tingting has run under the tree. He is eleven or twelve years old, with pigtails on his head and heavy eyebrows, and he looks good. This time, I stared at two big eyes strangely and called me a thief. Scold for a while, saw me squatting in the tree and refused to move, so I reached out and grabbed my foot and pulled it down. I fell to the ground like something.

I stood up and saw that she was a girl about my age, so I got up and ran away. Before she ran a few steps, she caught up and tripped, so I grabbed her and knocked her face off.

"Get up! She shouted.

I got up. He rubbed his injured knee with both hands and bowed his head shyly.

"Ha ha!" She shook a stick and said, "I don't want to be a prisoner, but I want to run away!" " "I dare not make a sound.

She said, "Are you a student of Huangshan Road? I hear your handwriting is very good? "The children don't go to school together, but she knows everything about me." Holding the hand of the brush, you can't even catch a chicken, and you want to steal peaches to eat! Look at him-"he pointed to the direction of the small stone like a gust of wind. He disappeared in the blink of an eye, but you were caught by me! "

I'm surprised that she praised the small stone that stole her peach.

With that, she chose a big peach from the tree and put it in my arms with two green leaves on her head. "Come, you came once, and it's not good for you to go home empty-handed." I'm sweating all over. I'm embarrassed to look up at her. I was so ashamed that I had to turn my head and run. I ran to the fence and climbed for a long time, but I couldn't get up.

"Ha ha ha ha! ..... "Tingting came running with a shrill smile. "Why do you want to climb the fence? There is a door over there! " She took my hand and walked out as she spoke.

"Tingting, I didn't want to steal. At noon, I practiced calligraphy at home, and a small stone forced me to steal. " I told her frankly.

"Why steal? Come if you want, and do whatever you want. I'll ask you to teach calligraphy! "

"? ..... "I take practicing calligraphy as a burden, but she is addicted to learning calligraphy. The hungry Wu looked at her puzzled. "Sun Rong, how I want to learn calligraphy! I bought so many books to practice calligraphy, and my mother bought me a new brush, but I just can't write well. When I saw your words written on a small stone that day, I said to my mother, one word for one peach, and my mother said that people refused to change it. A word is worth thousands of dollars. How do peaches change? When my mother and I were rolling noodles at night, I tore up a local book I bought and poured it into the pot with a brush! I cried at midnight. If only I had an uncle who could write Chinese calligraphy! ……"

What she said was so sad that her eager eyes were soaked with tears. I panicked, embarrassed and anxious, and said, "Tingting! Why didn't you say so earlier? ..... I don't know, you say! ..... Next time I ask my uncle for a favor and let you learn calligraphy, I'll prepare a pen and paper for you! " Say, I want to cry too!

The Tingting family settled in our village three years ago. Her mother has been ill all the year round. Her family only lives on this peach garden and a few acres of peanuts every year. Life is so hard that others look down on her. Tingting loves to write since she was a child. No matter which class she is in, her handwriting is overwhelming in the class. Now she wants to learn calligraphy, but there is no way to teach it, and her mother can't afford to let her learn calligraphy. I have used a lot of brushes at home, because my handwriting is not good, let alone my skills, and I often complain that the pens are not easy to use, so my father bought me a new one. In this respect, he never cares about money. No, he spent fifty yuan on two sets of DVDs to learn calligraphy yesterday. Paper, piles of paper, covered with thick dust. I don't think dad will blame me for bringing Tingting some school supplies.

"Dude, I'm one!" At this time, the little stone came out of the corn field, scratched his head and said regretfully, "Tingting, we will never pick your peaches again!" " "It turned out that the small stone didn't run far, just hiding in the cornfield to see what was going on. He saw everything just now, even the roots and shoots.

Since then, our three friends have been chasing after each other to learn calligraphy in my uncle's class, especially Tingting, who cherishes the hard-won learning opportunities and studies very hard, so her calligraphy has made the fastest progress; As for me, I work harder every day because I want to be their amateur counselor!