I pestered my mother for several days, and she finally agreed to buy me skates. Hearing this, I jumped three feet high with joy and took my mother's hand and walked to the supermarket. When I arrived at the supermarket, I chose a pair of my favorite color-green skates. I can't wait to put on my shoes at once, slide as fast as Jackie Chan and shuttle through the crowd.
When I got home, I couldn't wait to put on my skates and stood up carefully. I just took two steps and was about to slip when I heard a "plop" and my ass fell heavily to the ground. I got a "ouch" in pain and stood up from the ground with the help of my mother. I was so angry that I took off my skates and threw them aside. I sat on the sofa and said, "I will never learn to skate again." My mother cast a stern look at me and said to me earnestly, "You can't rush things. Everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as you have perseverance and perseverance, the most difficult thing can be done. " After listening to my mother's words, I bowed my head in shame, put on my skates again, helped the wall to slide first, and slowly I could stand up. Then I began to walk carefully in the living room, walking and walking, and suddenly I fell down again. I gradually figured out the secret: people should stand firm, lean forward slightly, open their arms and keep balance, and finally I can walk. Then I tried to skate, but my feet wouldn't listen to me. I fell and fell, causing tears, but I held back and continued to practice. In just two hours, I can skate. Although it has been a year, it is unforgettable. Because this incident let me know: nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind.
In my life's memory, I have done many things, but there is only one thing in my memory that can never be erased, which makes me regret it so far.
One night after school, I took out my exercise book and just wanted to write it, but I found that my pen was gone and I couldn't find it. I thought my sister stole it. The more I think about it, the more I think my sister stole it. I raised my legs and ran to ask my sister, "Did you steal my pen?" My sister said, "I didn't steal your pen." I saw my sister's eyes looking at me honestly. I still said, "Don't argue. My pen is missing. You didn't steal it. " My sister replied, "I really didn't steal it. I'm usually not sensible and will take your things, but your pen is missing, which has nothing to do with me. If you don't believe me, just go through my bag. No matter what you find. " So I searched her bag several times, but I couldn't find it. Then I searched my desk carefully. I found a pen in the bookcase. My sister said to me aggrieved, "I said I didn't steal your pen, but you just didn't believe me." Say that finish crying and ran away. I thought about it for a long time. Since I said "steal" to my sister, saying "take" won't be so serious. I tried to apologize to my sister several times, but I came back every time. Every time I come back from my sister's side, my courage flies to the outside of the cloud nine.
Through this incident, I understand a truth: you can't blame others casually, you must figure it out first. Otherwise, it will cause psychological trauma to others. Sister, I say to you in penitent language: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have wronged you."
In my mind, I opened the door to memory, and there were countless difficult things. Only one thing left a deep impression on me, which is still fresh in my memory.
That was when I was in the third grade. One Sunday, my mother took my cousin and me to Tongnan Middle School and taught us to ride bicycles. My cousin picked up the car and began to learn to ride a bike, but I let my mother push me. At first, my mother pushed me a few times, and I was so tired that I rode it myself. As soon as I heard that I was riding, I thought: What if I fell, scraped my skin, bled and got hurt? So I tried my best to convince my mother, but my mother's heart is made of iron. No matter how hard or soft I can't move her, I have to learn to ride a bike by myself.
I picked up the car, sat on it, straightened up, grabbed the steering wheel with my hands straight and stared ahead. As soon as his right foot stepped on the accelerator, his left foot quickly recovered and stepped on the tree in front of him. I only heard the wind that the car was swaying like a drunk and was about to hit the tree in front of me. I only heard a bang, and I fell down with the car. I rubbed my ass that was about to fall apart and just got up. By this time, my cousin has learned to ride a bike. He rode over and smiled, laughing at my failure and praising his success. My cousin learned it before his cousin. I really don't like it in my heart. It's like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. At this time, I really want to give up learning to drive, but in order to save face, I have to "fight". Besides, I am an upright person, how can I give up for such a trivial matter? The fighting spirit in my heart is burning again. I got up like lightning, got on the bus and began to learn to ride again. But it hasn't been five seconds since my butt was next to the cushion, and I' hugged' the earth again, and we were in close contact.
But I am not discouraged, because failure is the mother of success, and the road to success will surely come. After my repeated efforts and wrestling, I can finally control my bike flexibly and freely, and my heart is really sweeter than eating honey.
This incident taught me a truth: you should stick to the end in everything you do, and don't give up halfway, so that you can succeed. I will never forget this truth.
In my most yearning place-school, many things happened, some cherished, some unforgettable, some happy and some sad. One of them is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I am still a little scared when I think about it, as if it happened yesterday.
It was a Monday afternoon. After school, as the leader of the students on duty, I quickly organized everyone to clean up. Some mop the floor, some sweep the floor, some clean the blackboard, some move stools, and too many chefs are busy. Hey! Finally finished. Everyone walked out of the classroom with their schoolbags on their backs.
When I got off the teaching building, I suddenly saw the rockery in the lawn. On weekdays, many students climb mountains. Although I really want to go, I have been afraid to go for fear of being discovered by the teacher on duty and being detained for duty and supervision. Now that the teacher on duty has left, isn't it a good opportunity to go home with the supervisor on duty? I thought about it, put my schoolbag on the ground and ran into the lawn by myself.
I climbed up as easy as blowing off dust. At this moment, I felt as if I were on top, so I stood on it with my hands akimbo and swaggered for a while. I felt unsatisfied, so I started to "make a golden rooster", raised one foot, looked into the distance like the Monkey King, and put one hand on my forehead. I became more and more proud, so I closed my eyes and danced with open arms. Just when I got carried away, I suddenly felt that my center of gravity was unstable. Ah, the beautiful "golden rooster" fell off. Fortunately, there is a lawn below. I just grazed my leg. Otherwise, I don't even know what I will be thrown into!
In the future, I will never do such a stupid thing again.
An unforgettable Chinese practice activity
Today, the unique Chinese practice activities in our class began. The name of this Chinese practice activity is telling celebrity stories and learning celebrity qualities.
The first person on stage was Gu Jia. He walked generously onto the stage. He told the story of lomonosov. The story tells that one day nosov was reading a book. Suddenly, his stepmother interrupted him and made a noise. Her stepmother kicked nosov out of the house. Nosov had to live and study in that shabby house. Nosov is not afraid of cold. In winter, snowflakes fall like butterflies. But nosov couldn't be colder in the room, but he continued reading. It can be seen from this that nosov is a person who studies hard and is not afraid of difficulties. We should learn from nosov's spirit of studying hard.
After Gu Jia finished speaking, the teacher asked us to read famous sayings, among which my favorite sentence is: Any achievement is the result of hard work. Through this sentence, I understand that everything must be created with your own labor, and you will have your own harvest. I will learn from them and become a celebrity in the future.
The bell rang, and I think I have gained a lot this time!