In daily study, work and life, everyone has written compositions, and they must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. I believe that writing essays is a headache for many people. Below are the unforgettable essays I have collected for you in the first year of high school. They are for reference only. I hope they can help you. Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 1
In December 20xx, I listened carefully to the teacher's lecture on Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields". After class, I had a dream, which settled in my heart and lingered. The dream in my mind:
The sun is about to break, and the rising sun is still getting dressed. In a corner far away from the crowd, there are several thatched houses. In front of the house, the fence made of thin bamboo is covered with vines, and the morning glories waiting to bloom are puffing their mouths and making their last call. There is an open space in front of the fence. In the open space, a stone table is protected by the shade of the locust tree, guarding the wine glass and jug placed on it alone.
Suddenly, a flash of bright red jumped into this slightly dim world, and a cry pierced the night sky. The "generals" in the distant mountain villages also showed their singing voices one after another, repeating the vicissitudes of tune, from time to time. They also responded to each other and told the story of what happened last night.
A ray of rising sun bursts into the world first, and the village has begun to move. I walked out of the door and saw the morning glories in the breeze shouting crazily against the rising sun. At the entrance of the village, a few shouts from farmers broke the monopoly of the "generals". They put on their weathered hoes and went to the barren land at the foot of the mountain to start a day of work. I followed closely, sweat almost covering the ground under my feet, and my hands smoothed the scars on the hoe handle.
When the sun rose and wisps of cooking smoke rose in the village, I rushed home, walked into the deserted kitchen, and started making a simple and light breakfast. After dinner, I sat alone under the locust tree and watched the locust leaves in the courtyard dancing in the wind. Holding the wine bottle in hand, I thought of my grandfather who was still fishing by the river.
As the sun gets higher, I pick up the hoe that cannot reflect the sunlight and walk towards the green fields and my dream.
Wake up from the dream and recall everything in the dream, as if it had really happened.
In 20xx, I was 16 years old. The past sixteen years have been like a dream and an illusion. Unforgettable composition for the first grade of high school 2
There is one thing that I will never forget forever, one thing that made me understand the greatness of love, and one thing that became the driving force for my growth!
I remember that winter, the city was covered with heavy snow. The road was extremely quiet, and there were a series of footprints on the thick snow. An adult man was walking in the snow, and there was a little boy on his back. The boy's face was red and he had a high fever. Yes, that man is my father and that little boy is me.
I had a high fever that night. My parents found out and quickly asked me to take medicine, but after a long time, I was still blushing. My mother held me and kept stroking my forehead, and used a thermometer to measure my temperature from time to time. My father was spinning anxiously and kept walking back and forth in front of my eyes. In the end, I vomited out all the medicine I had just taken because my body temperature was too high. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I feel dizzy and my limbs are sore and weak. I just remember that the moment I vomited, my father shouted to my mother: “Hurry up and put the baby on my back!”
Because it’s snowy and the roads are slippery, it’s impossible to get a taxi anywhere. In order for me to get to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible, my father carried me step by step with difficulty to move to the hospital. In the haze, I lay softly on my father's shoulder, feeling very cold, very cold... So I rubbed my father's back. At that time, I just felt that this back was so broad, warm, and safe! Under the illumination of the street lamp, I opened my eyes in a daze and saw my father sweating profusely, and the heat on his head was reflected in the snowflakes dancing in the sky. It was so beautiful...
Pass It took several years for me to realize that my father was sweating profusely because he was carrying me on his back because he was anxious for me to get to the hospital early and was almost tired.
Whenever I think of that night, my heart feels warm! Because father's love warms the whole winter! Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 3
There are many unforgettable moments in life. Perhaps the meaning of life blooms in these unforgettable moments.
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For a while, I had surgery on my feet, which made me unable to move. The doctor also told me to exercise less. One day, after finishing English class, I felt very thirsty, so I picked up a water glass and went to get water. When I stood up, I felt that my foot seemed to be pressed by a sandbag and I couldn't lift it up. I had to take a step on the ground with my foot. Sliding forward step by step, just as I was walking towards the tea room at the speed of a turtle, a classmate in my class who is usually very naughty suddenly appeared out of nowhere, reached for my water glass and said with a smile: "Let me Come on!" I handed him the water glass gratefully.
After a while, the cup filled with water was placed on my table, but he said a little frustrated: "The water is not too hot today!"
I hurriedly He picked up the water glass, sipped it with his mouth, and drank. The water tasted particularly delicious today, it felt so sweet and warm.
(2)
It was still a break in class. A female classmate who usually only focused on studying and didn’t like to talk came to me with a test paper. She sat across from me and spread out the test paper. On my desk. I was a little surprised. Maybe it was because my math scores were pretty good that she trusted me so much and overcame her timidity and shyness to ask me for help. I was startled for a moment and quickly sat upright. I raised the test paper with both hands and read it carefully. I felt more confident, so I explained it to her step by step. She listened very carefully, and her confused eyes turned into sudden realization. Listening to her continuous thanks, I felt a sense of accomplishment and happiness, which strengthened my motivation and confidence in learning.
There are too many unforgettable moments, not just accepting help and helping others. Every unforgettable moment will give people a different feeling: an unforgettable moment is like a cup of strong tea, which is fragrant and pure and makes people have endless aftertaste; an unforgettable moment is like a diamond, although it is small, it shines with dazzling light and is very valuable. Let us cherish every unforgettable moment. Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 4
The unforgettable life of the first year of high school flies by. You cannot catch it and let it stay at a certain moment. There are so many beautiful moments in our lives that we don’t want to forget. We want them to stay for a while longer, but they still have to go.
On the playground, 900 classmates are training together. Our class is not the best, but everyone is serious. Military training life ended soon. I took a few days off to prepare for the intense high school life. I didn’t feel nervous at first. There were various club activities and campus sports meets. At the campus sports meets, I served as a referee and met Miss Wang, who now also helps me a lot. At the same time, because of my work as a referee, I didn’t watch the sports meeting seriously, and I didn’t know much about the situation of our class. I was very excited when I heard that the sports committee won the first place in the high jump outside. In the tug-of-war competition in the following months, the 18 classes first competed to determine the top three, and then competed between departments. Our class also has a legend. In the competition with each class, we won two games in a row. There was no need for a third round of competition. Everyone shouted "Come on" together. The squad leader said there would be rewards for winning, and the unity spirit of Class 464 was slowly built up.
Our class ranked first in morning exercises and recess exercises every day. Although our steps were sometimes inconsistent during military training, in the subsequent running-in, everyone became more and more tacit, and for the sake of the reputation of the class, everyone They are all working hard. In the last few days of the freshman year of high school, everyone has to face the choice of liberal arts and sciences. Maybe we won’t have to face such problems if we enter high school a few years later, but we are not after all, so some people from 464 will eventually leave.
Students from other classes posted class photos in the space, and the photos of classmates created an atmosphere of farewell, but no one in our class was willing to bring up this topic. On the last day, no matter how everyone did in the exam, when we were in After the meeting on the playground, we returned to the classroom. When the school left and only our class was left sitting in the classroom, we all thought that we might not be here when school starts again. We just need to sit a little longer. Everyone is sitting in the classroom. Look at each other. The head teacher sat with us until the last minute. Parting has to come after all. The teacher said that school is over. Parents have been waiting for a long time. Let’s dismiss it! Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 5
The past is like streams that merge into a big river and run towards the sea. In my memory, some leave me with good memories, and some make me feel guilty, but this incident always inspires me to move forward.
I remember that on a bright spring Sunday, I went for a walk after finishing my homework and saw colorful flowers on the window sill of my neighbor’s house on the first floor, especially roses, which were even more lovable. Like fire, pink like clouds, exuding a refreshing fragrance. Beautiful and colorful, it makes people intoxicated. I saw that there was no one in his house, so I couldn't help but pinch two of them. I thought it was not enough, so I pulled out two more, then quickly ran home and inserted them into the flower pot at my house. He just went to play with his classmates as if nothing had happened.
In the evening, I heard a commotion downstairs, but I didn’t pay it any attention. Later, I heard that flowers were lost downstairs, and there was a fight between the house and the guy from the opposite door. The fight was fierce. My mother came back from get off work. He also talked about this incident: "The neighbor's Aunt Zhang stole the newly bought rose flowers from Aunt Li's family. Aunt Zhang's family did not admit it, and Aunt Li's family even reported it to the police station." I was moved in my heart. After dinner I didn’t have the heart to eat either, I was very scared.
Of course no one knew about this, but I felt very painful in my heart. It was my ignorance that stole people's love, harmed the unity of the two families, and even got into a fight. I really regret it! As a result, I couldn't attend classes and couldn't eat well. I felt like countless "little rabbits" jumping around in my heart all day long, which was extremely uncomfortable.
One day my mother suddenly discovered the withered flowers in my room and asked me about the origin of the flowers. When my mother found out, she gave me a hard slap in the face. I didn't cry, I just endured it silently. My mother said that a good child should be brave enough to admit his mistakes...
I don’t know where I got the courage. I went to Aunt Li’s house to admit my mistake and compensate for the loss of his family. Then I went to Aunt Zhang’s house and apologized, explaining that this neighbor dispute was all about I caused it.
The past is the best teacher. The river deep in my memory washes away the stains in my soul. And I also know a famous saying, "Act when you know the honor, stop when you know the shame"! Unforgettable composition for the first grade of high school 6
She is an eighty-year-old man with a good physical condition. No matter when, she is always busy in and out, that is my dear grandma.
My grandma lived through the famine in 1960 and lived a very frugal life, so she was very strict with her mother. But my mother is a person of the new era, so the relationship between my grandmother and my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is particularly bad.
One time, my mother was cooking, and my grandma came to help light the fire. In fact, she was relatively harmonious at the moment, but my mother accidentally stepped on her foot. Grandma is a woman with small feet according to ancient standards. The second injury to her feet was more painful. It is also a concept held by ancient people. The reason why grandma thought her mother was dissatisfied with her and deliberately stepped on her. In fact, they are all the little things in life. My mother would criticize me after I did something wrong, but at this time I used the topic to make excuses, which made my mother very sad at that time, and my brother beat me. I cried loudly, I didn't understand, I didn't understand why brother hit me, what I said was all the truth. Later, I regretted very much, regretting that I made my mother so sad and sad that day.
Although there was a huge misunderstanding between them, it never got out of hand. This allowed our family to slowly survive. But something unexpected happened, and my grandma suddenly got Alzheimer's disease. She was confused every day, and she peed and urinated on the bed. Just when we all thought that mom couldn't take care of grandma, she took care of grandma carefully every day. Mom told us that in fact, grandma's life It's not easy.
She has been married into my family since she was sixteen years old, and she has worked hard for her children all her life. But now grandma is like a three-year-old child. Until August 19, grandma fell ill, very seriously. At night, grandma was really dying and couldn't breathe. We hoped that she could go there in peace, but grandma couldn't close her eyes, as if she had some unfulfilled wish. Until Mom arrived, Grandma's eyes were so strange, as if she was expecting Mom to forgive her for being strict. Mom understood that look, and she cried and said, "Mom, just go in peace, and we will all be fine." . My dear grandma closed her eyes peacefully and left with a smile on her face. Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 7
The mountains are towering because of the squeeze of the tectonic plates, the rivers are turbulent because of the tempering of sharp stones, and the rainbows are particularly beautiful because of the baptism of storms. Our lives require difficulties. When I was young, I always envied the PLA’s valiant military posture. When I heard that I was going to go to the military training on August 15, I was so excited that I talked in my sleep in the middle of the night
I came to the military training base located on Bailuyuan, Xi’an City for my military training. Life began, but the excitement on the first day was completely gone. This was completely different from the artistic conception when I read "White Deer Plain" written by Teacher Chen Shi.
The exciting first day has begun:
At 6:00 in the morning, with a rapid whistle, we lined up to gather for the first training event, practicing military posture
In the scorching sun on the large playground, each one of us looked as if we had washed our hair. We kept looking at the instructor’s mouth, hoping that he would say: “dismissal.” But in ten minutes, like ten years, the sun exerted its heat. He performed the "heat transfer" training on us extremely ruthlessly. After he rolled up his sleeves, it was obvious that these were the skins of two people. One side was white and the other was black.
After five days like this, we finally went to practice. When we arrived at the picturesque Whale Valley, God changed his face before we could appreciate it. It rained heavily. We performed together and ran wildly in the rain. In the rush, we forgot everything except our wet hats and soaked clothes and shoes. With our roar, we ran wildly through the village and through the vegetable fields, letting the heavy rain penetrate our military uniforms and freezing our bodies. We returned to the dormitory and let out wild laughter accompanied by panting
During this period, I learned too much about assassination. The most important thing about military posture, folding quilts, and military body boxing is to learn to be independent and get rid of dependence on parents. There are many hardships here, but there are also more sweets. I met my high school classmates who will study with me and realized the power of unity and the joy of cooperation. I will never forget this memory for the rest of my life
This is an unforgettable military training. Unforgettable composition for the first grade of high school 8
Before departure, calmly imagine three days of life. The car sped down the asphalt road, and my heart danced with it.
Oriental Oasis - a place full of hope and challenges. It is not only a beautiful environment, but also a group of energetic teenagers wearing camouflage uniforms. They are today's protagonists.
Three days are short, but every detail of the three days still comes to mind:
Unity - a huge square pit, the whole class is divided into four groups, No matter what method is used, as long as the shortest time is used, the whole group of students can escape smoothly. Drag, pull, step on, tug, jump... we used every method that could be used. The boy first holds the girl in the pit and lets the girl jump out of the pit briskly. The girl grabbed the boy outside the pit and spent a lot of effort to pull the boy out of the pit. At this time, I truly realized that "unity is strength." Unity means each of us working tirelessly for the same goal.
Knowledge - I am amazed by the many monuments on the avenue of knowledge. Many outstanding and great figures stand on this avenue. When I admire the glorious achievements and immortal achievements of great people, I can't help but tell myself: These people in front of me are my role models. Unknowingly, I found myself immersed in the dazzling river of art, history, and culture, slowly savoring the mysteries of knowledge.
Life—I have never stayed outside, so I am so curious about everything in the dormitory. Get sheets, sheets, and pillowcases, and put them on each one in a stylish way. This may seem like an insignificant thing at home, but it takes us a lot of time. The process from clumsiness to skill is not just the process of learning this little thing, but also the process of us understanding life. I deeply understand life, this is life.
This is not all. In this unforgettable land, we also gained friendship and experienced the hardships of soldiers... I will bury these precious memories deep in my heart forever and become my forever treasure.
When I came back, it was still the same asphalt road, and it seemed that nothing had changed. But the three days of military training made us more mature, more independent, and stronger. Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 9
"What you see on paper will eventually become shallow, but you will definitely know that you have to do it." Whenever I hear this famous saying by Lu You, I can't help but think of that incident. past.
One morning during the winter vacation, my mother was cooking a delicious breakfast in the kitchen. I got in and saw a few eggs on the table. I suddenly had a sudden impulse and blurted out: "Mom, you are here today." Teach me how to fry poached eggs, and let me make you a loving breakfast." My mother suddenly smiled and patted my head, feeling that I had grown up.
I first pressed down the switch of the gas stove, and then turned the small button on it to the left, and a small blue flame burned slowly. Then, I poured a little bit of oil into the pot, and suddenly there was a "crackling" sound in the pot, and small oil beads were about to jump out of the pot, just like playing on a trampoline. When my mother saw it, she told me: "Be sure to clean the pot before pouring oil next time." There is also a reason for cooking!
I picked up the egg and knocked it gently on the edge of the pot. The shell cracked a crack. I broke the eggshell again, and the egg yolk and egg white slid into the pot together. Gradually, many bubbles emerged from the egg white, some were big and some were small, some were up and some were down.
Slowly, the egg white turned white, with a yellowish tint. But why is the egg yolk not yet cooked? I was anxious, and my mother said to me slowly: "Don't be anxious, turn the egg over, and the yolk will be cooked." I picked up the shovel, carefully reached under the egg white, and lifted it. Turn the egg yolk vigorously, and the egg yolk will turn upside down and make a "crackling" sound. It seems that the egg yolk is about to receive the baptism of fire and oil again.
I put the fried poached eggs on the plate, and a burst of fragrance hit my face. The most eye-catching thing is its color. The round yolk is like the red sun hanging in the sky, and the egg white is like white clouds illuminated by the red sun. It is really amazing.
At that moment, I laughed. Because I can fry poached eggs. Ah! What an unforgettable experience. Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 10
In my impression, there are many unforgettable things, including posting blessing characters, setting off firecrackers, and dragon lanterns... But the most unforgettable thing for me is the time I caught a frog. .
It was a sunny afternoon, and my friends and I went to look for tadpoles in the pond in the park. As soon as I entered the park gate, I smelled a refreshing fragrance, and I immediately ran to the pond. The lotus flowers in the pond are all in bloom, some have only unfolded two or three petals, and some are still skeletal flowers that look so full that they are about to burst.
When my friends and I were looking for tadpoles by the pond, we found a happy elf on the lotus leaf. This little elf jumped up and down on the lotus leaf, jumping there and here. When it stopped, I observed its appearance carefully. It was wearing green clothes, revealing a big white belly, and a big mouth under its round eyes. Seeing such a cute frog, I couldn't help but have a thought in my mind: catch it. I made up my mind to catch this frog. I approached the frog quietly, worried that my every move would disturb it. Suddenly my hand quickly reached towards it, trying to grab its legs. But when I was about to succeed, my hand accidentally touched a leaf. The frog escaped and fled to a distant leaf.
Although I failed, I can't give up. This time I brought a bug net from home and walked under the leaf where the frog stood. I looked at the leaf and it was one meter high. I was afraid that it would fall and break its leg, so I brought an insect net from home. I poked the leaf, and the frog jumped down immediately. I quickly caught it with a net bag. Just a "bang" sound was heard, and the frog fell into my insect net. Just as I was about to cheer, the frog jumped out of the insect net and ran away.
Watching it jump and run away, I stopped chasing it and simply went to do other things. However, this incident is unforgettable for me. Unforgettable Grade 1 Composition 11
The Buddha said: "Time and space are changeable, and time and space are immutable." I said: "The instant and the moment are both changeable, and the instant is immutable." A picture can never be erased from my mind; a moment can never be erased from my memory.
It was a rainy day. I was sitting in the room, admiring the intoxicating rain scene. Suddenly, a large truck drove past, followed by a scream. The large truck ran directly over the body of the white creature, leaving only a pool of blood.
There is a pigeon lying in a pool of blood, its neck is bleeding, how pitiful it is! At this time, a pigeon flew over and gently touched the pigeon lying in a pool of blood with its beak, as if to say: "What's wrong with you? Get up! We have to go home! Let's go! We are not Do you want to play together?" But the pigeon didn't move. After a while, the pigeon moved, as if to say: "Friend, I'm sorry, I may die, please leave quickly, I can't stand up. "But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get up. After a while, I lay motionless in a pool of blood. It was dead! The pigeon watching it still didn't believe it was dead. It flew up and down again, going back and forth several times, as if to say: "No, you can't die, we still want to be together." It’s time to play! Let’s go!” But it was still dead. The pigeon flew away in despair and looked at the pigeon in the pool of blood. After all, it could not forget its partner! Maybe this is the so-called "brotherly love"!
I was touched by the friendship between this pair of partners!
I looked at the pigeon lying in a pool of blood and fell into deep thought...
People are like this too, when the friend you have the deepest friendship with encounters difficulties. , do you really want to help him and help him out of trouble?
That unforgettable scene can never be erased from my mind; that unforgettable moment can never be erased from my memory. Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 12
When I saw Ah Zhi, I just smiled and passed him by.
We are just ordinary friends. We have always been and can only be. I remember the time we got along the most was when we were chatting on QQ. I asked him what songs he was listening to recently, and he recommended his favorite songs to me, but I also liked them very much. That's the memory I remember most. It was a very ordinary thing, but I always remembered it deeply and never forgot it.
Then there is Xiaona. I remember that when I first met her, I was afraid. Such an unusual and flamboyant girl may be the so-called mixed-society little girl. Her hair was pulled straight and dyed yellow, with fake double eyelids, and her clothes gave off a unique temperament. Compared to me, who was standing aside like an inconspicuous country bumpkin at that time, I simply couldn’t compare. Later, after I graduated, I was admitted to a pretty good high school, but she seemed to have failed the exam and went to work as a handyman in a small company, and then gradually lost contact with me.
Suddenly I remembered Li Ba in "The Left Ear". She and Li Er have a very good relationship. This is the difference between us. But the feeling is the same. They are all bright roses bleeding from youth.
Then there is A Liang. The most memorable time was that time I was bullied by other girls, and I sat there crying useless. Later in class, the teacher was lecturing, and I couldn't restrain myself. Those tears were flowing so hard that they couldn't stop at all.
I remember that he was my deskmate at that time. He was so nervous as if he had bullied me. He would hand me tissues and comfort me twice. His helpless look was really funny. Later I learned that it was the first time he saw a girl cry. I have no choice but to be frightened.
Now, everyone is running in the direction of their own lives. There is no turning back, and there is no capital to look back, so we can only rush forward. Occasionally I think about our past life, our naive junior high school, when our last encounter was also the first separation.
It’s just that, very warm, those memories will be imprinted in my mind forever. Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 13
The mark of chalk on the blackboard will always appear in front of my eyes; the sound of "plop" will always echo in my ears; the fallen figure will always remain in my mind. In my mind...
When I was in the third grade of elementary school, Teacher Niu, who taught our Chinese class, it was said that she had injured her right leg before and had difficulty walking, so she still helped us despite her illness. Attend class. Teacher Niu is very conscientious and often spends his own money to buy materials for us. The students all regard Teacher Niu as a relative and as their mother.
In that Chinese class, Teacher Niu was copying the answers to the test questions from two days ago on the blackboard. Suddenly I saw Teacher Niu's body swaying and he couldn't stand still. "Look, Teacher Niu swayed a bit just now. Is there anything going on?" I pointed at Teacher Niu and said to my deskmate. A "plop" broke the noise in the classroom, and the students heard the sound and looked towards the desk. "Teacher! Teacher!" When we reacted, Teacher Niu had already put his head in his hands and fell on the podium. The table also fell down, leaving only the chalk marks on the blackboard and the scattered particles. chalk on the ground. We panicked! As third grade students, we are at a loss. "Teacher, what's wrong?" When I turned to look at my deskmate, she was already in tears; the classmate sitting in the row in front of me also turned to look at me, with tears in her eyes; my mind was full of question marks. Why did the teacher fall? what to do? I rushed to the next classroom, called other teachers who were giving lectures, and helped Teacher Niu out of the classroom and sent him to the hospital. Looking at Teacher Niu being helped away, the students were very sad. They didn’t know the seriousness of Teacher Niu’s condition. Can she still teach us? We were worried about Teacher Niu's health...
Later, we found out that Teacher Niu fainted due to a recurrence of his leg injury. After a few days of treatment, he returned to the classroom to teach us. Looking at her struggling to walk up the stairs, thinking about her dedicated professionalism, and recalling the moment when she fainted, I was sad, but more than anything, I admired her. Unforgettable composition for the first year of high school 14
In my growth, there were many things, happy, unforgettable, sad... like countless twinkling little stars, emitting dazzling light. Come down, I will pick the brightest little star to share with you.
"Dingling bells" get out of class was over, and my good friend Wang Xiaogang and I ran out of the classroom like arrows. While we were playing, suddenly Wang Xiaogang rushed over and almost fell to the ground, chewing mud. I was shocked. It turned out that it was Hou Shunyuan from our class who pushed him. Wang Xiaogang was very angry and punched Hou Shunyuan. Hou Shunyuan showed no weakness and punched Wang Xiaogang in return. In this way, the two of them were like two angry big cocks, their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they were wrestling together. Seeing that the situation was not going well, I shouted: "Don't hit me. If you hit me again, I will tell the teacher!" This sentence really worked. They both stopped fighting immediately. Hou Shunyuan gave me a fierce look, as if to say, " A dog takes a mouse and meddles in its own business.” I didn't take it seriously and went to play somewhere else. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my back, and I screamed involuntarily. I turned my head and was about to see what was going on, when Hou Shunyuan waved his fist and hit my front teeth without any bias.
I only felt the smell of blood in my mouth, and there was something hard. I quickly spit it out and saw, ah, it was not my front teeth. When Hou Shunyuan saw that he was in trouble, he cried "Wow". When I saw him crying, I quickly held back the pain and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, these are baby teeth. They will grow back if they fall out. But you have to get rid of your impulsiveness, otherwise you will get into trouble in the future."
After hearing this, Hou Shunyuan wiped his tears and said gratefully: "Thank you, I will never do this again." Although it hurt a little, I was still happy to hear that he recognized his mistakes and could correct them.
This incident is very unforgettable for me. The reason why it is unforgettable is that it made me understand: as long as everyone has a tolerant heart, the world will be full of truth, goodness and beauty, and will always be peaceful and beautiful. Unforgettable composition for the first grade of high school 15
Some things in my mind are like smoke, faintly dissipating, while some things always have a touch of sparkle and warmth that infects me.
I remember that the rain was very heavy that day, as if it was going to submerge the entire city, and the traffic in the city was extremely congested. I came home from school and waited for my mother to get off work. But after waiting and waiting, the sky gradually became dark, and my mother still didn't come back. At this time, I felt like an ant on a hot pot, extremely anxious. Usually my mother is very busy at work and always comes home late, and today should be no exception. I still waited patiently.
The hour hand has pointed to eight o'clock, and I look at the door from time to time. Suddenly the phone rang. I picked up the phone and heard my mother's anxious voice. She said: "Because of the traffic jam, there are still a few children who have not been picked up. Please wait for me at home for a while. Don't worry!" I listened to my mother's words. , although I felt a little unhappy, I still comforted my mother and said: "Mom, don't worry, I will take care of myself."
After a long time, my stomach had already started a concert. My mother called me several more times, and my mood always went from happy to disappointed. Wait and wait, at this time, the hour hand has pointed to ten o'clock. I was hungry and a little scared. I thought to myself: Other people's children are so happy, with their mothers by their side, but I am alone at home, and I feel a little disappointed. But then I thought about it, my mother couldn't take care of me for the sake of more people, I should understand my mother! Suddenly I heard familiar footsteps at the door of the building, and I quickly opened the door to greet my mother. My mother said guiltily: "The last child was just picked up, so I came back late. Are you hungry? Mom will cook for you." "I said with a smile: "Mom, I have grown up, don't worry about me, just take a rest!" As I said that, my mother and I walked to the kitchen at the same time and bumped into each other. My mother and I laughed. stand up!
Although I was hungry and lonely that night, my heart was always warm.