Everyone will have a first time in his life, but maybe everyone's first time is different. The first time may be happy or sad, but every first time will add a test to our own life.

I had my first time, too My first time was a happy experience. It adorned my life for the first time. I have had many firsts, but those firsts have been forgotten so far, which gave me an indelible memory. I still remember clearly that it was the beginning of being late for class. I took out my homework and buried myself in writing. Suddenly, a classmate walked by me. The water in his bottle came out and fell on my homework. I've worked hard for so long and I've finished all my homework. At that time, my soul was gone, and I shouted "Ah!" The phone call alarmed the whole class and the teacher. Everyone looked at me. I watched the water spread on my exercise book. That classmate squatted next to me and kept saying to me, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry …" The teacher came over to the classmate and said, "Quick, help her dry the book. You are responsible for ruining other people's homework. " The teacher said that and left. I feel sad and want to cry, but I can't cry at all. I stood up and wanted to scold him to calm down. However, I sat down again. I didn't scold him, because I know that forgiveness is the most basic way to get along with others. He doesn't need to say it with his mouth or do it with his hands. Just a slight smile or a slight nod is enough. That book was soaked in a large area. I want to do it again with another book, but it doesn't matter. I have forgiven that classmate, not to mention that the classmate didn't mean it.

It was the most brilliant first time in my life. I forgave others for the first time. I felt a flash on my head. The dazzling light lit up my heart and made me have a second time because of the first time.

2. My first time

There are many firsts in our lives, the first time to wash the red scarf, the first time to go shopping by ourselves, the first time to sleep by ourselves, the first time. ...

It's my first time, too. There are many more. The most unforgettable thing is washing the red scarf for the first time.

At noon that day, I remembered that my red scarf had not been washed, so I wanted my grandmother to help me wash it. When I entered the room, I heard her snoring slightly, and I knew she was asleep. I thought: Grandma washed that pile of clothes this morning, and I forgot to give her a red scarf. Now I want her to wash it again. What's more, she fell asleep, and I let her get up. Grandma is tired from washing clothes in the morning. Yes, that's it. Do it.

I came to the swimming pool with a red scarf, turned on the tap to wash it wet, wiped it with washing powder, and there was no foam. I wiped the soap on the red scarf again, then brushed it with a brush, wiped it again, then washed it with clear water and dried it. I was so excited after washing the red scarf that I ran to my room at once. I will wait for grandma to wake up and tell her that I washed the red scarf myself. Finally, grandma woke up, and I happily told her that the red scarf was ready. Grandma also said happily, "Come and see me." I happily pulled my grandmother to the pool. "Look!" The red scarf is watery, and it looks particularly crystal clear under the sunlight, like the crystal clear sun. Grandma smiled, and I asked, "Why don't you clean it?" "Yes, yes, but there is a problem." "What?" "After washing a dress, pull up your pants and socks and shake them, so that they won't wrinkle." Hearing this, I realized my mistake and immediately took off my red scarf, washed it, pulled it again, shook it again, and then hung it back. Grandma smiled happily.

This is the first time in my life. There are many firsts in life, sometimes smooth and sometimes difficult, but we should all treat them in a good way, so that your life will be more colorful.

Article 2: My first cooking.

Article 3: My first Wushu competition

Article 4: My first track and field competition

Article 5: My first volunteer life

Article 6: My "First Time"

Article 7: My first speech on the stage

Article 8: My first time

Article 9: My first "ghost bump"

10: my first scientific attempt

Article 1 1: My first attempt.

Article 12: My unforgettable first time

Chapter 13: My first adventure

Article 14: Unforgettable first time-riding a bike for the first time

Article 15: First time to use the washing machine

The word "failure" is too far away for me But sometimes it's right next to me.

I thought I could get into the three-good student, but I didn't get into the three-good student at all. I'm sorry about that.

My parents comforted me that it doesn't matter, as long as I sum up my shortcomings and the reasons for my failure. I made a profound summary and self-examination at home. I know my weakness is carelessness. I believe that as long as I have confidence, I can definitely change it.

On the day of the school leaving ceremony, my classmates were telling me the scores, and some people were still satirizing me. I wish there was a hole in the ground for me to get into. But my mother told me that failure is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you don't even have the courage to face failure.

I think my mother is right. People's life will inevitably have some failures, setbacks, bumps and bumps. Without these, man is just an empty shell. Because without failure, there is no success. If you fail, you should have the courage to face it.

"Sword front comes from sharpening, plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold" is my favorite famous saying. What it wants to tell us is that the sharpness of the sword and the unparalleled fragrance of plum blossoms have all gone through hardships, so if a person wants to succeed, he must be able to endure hardships, exercise more and win by his own efforts.

Didn't Edison experience many failures in order to invent the electric light? What is my little failure? At all times and in all countries, aren't there so many successful people who have experienced many failures behind them?

This failure taught me a lot. I will work harder to overcome these difficulties and turn failure into success in the future.

I vaguely remember a holiday in the second day of junior high school. I tried something I must do for the first time: cooking.

It was a sunny day. When I came, I saw that the sun had already risen. I looked at the alarm clock. Oh, my God, it's already ten o'clock. I stayed indoors and was busy with the usual thing: washing my face. Brush your teeth. Comb your hair; As soon as I finished, I sat on the sofa and watched TV. Unconsciously, it's already twelve o'clock. ...

"Sister, why hasn't mom come back yet?" My sister asked me, and I replied, "I don't know!" My stomach is growling! "My sister and I waited for my mother to come back at home and cooked me a big lunch. It's already half past twelve. Before my mother came back, my sister and I decided to cook by ourselves.

Open the refrigerator, which contains: pork belly. Vegetables Cabbage. Green pepper ... My heart floats with every dish my mother cooks. I'm going to cook first, scoop a bowl of rice into the rice cooker, and then put the water on my back. Next, I make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. First, I put the eggs in a bowl and break them. Then I peel the tomatoes, cut them into pieces, heat them in hot oil, beat the eggs into a ball, add salt, stir fry a few times, cut them into pieces, then put the tomatoes, put some seasoning and take them out of the pot! Next, in kung pao chicken, my sister diced pork belly and green pepper, prepared cooking wine, put diced chicken in when the oil is hot, stir-fry, add salt, put cooking wine in, stir-fry a few times, put green pepper in and stir-fry.

It smells good! We eat rice. Although it was not delicious, we also experienced happiness!

101On the morning of October 29th, the Wushu team of our school is going to participate in the Wushu competition! Look! Many people from the Wushu team came to the school early in the morning, waiting to gather and leave.

On the way, the smell of fresh fruit in autumn makes me feel crisp in autumn, as cool as standing by the sea. A gust of autumn wind gently blows the grass on the roadside. The grass seems to be smiling and saying, "Congratulations, children, now you represent the students of the school!" " So you should pay attention to your every move and don't be nervous during the game. Finally, congratulations on your good ranking! "

I snuggled up in the car seat and relaxed my nerves all morning. Unconsciously, I came to the venue-Koge Experimental School. The game has begun. I was the first player to play. I salute the referee nervously and fearfully. The referee said, "Go!" "I immediately hit the teacher all the way, and it was a lot easier after I left. I'm watching the second round, and the players are doing very well. I want to know how I did. When the referee announced the score of the last round and talked about Zeng Lingbin, my mood returned to the tension of the last game until I got 8. I changed shifts at 07. ...

After this martial arts competition, I deeply feel that learning martial arts can not only exercise, but also compete in big occasions and win glory for the school. It's really good!

Last week1October 29th 10, Pingdi Sub-district Office held a track and field competition for primary school students in Pingdi Middle School. Our school selected more than a dozen students to take part in the competition.

I come to school at seven o'clock in the morning. As soon as we arrived at the school court, the coach asked us to put on our game clothes and then warm up on the court. After warming up, let's prepare spikes. Mr. Tang put on the spikes, and Mr. Tang replaced the old spikes with new ones. Finally, we went to Pingdi Middle School with confidence to participate in the competition. In middle school, it is not so good to see players from other schools. I think the odds seem to be better.

The race has started, and the first event is 800 meters. Chen Fang, the representative of our school, has warmed up on the runway. The referee picked up the starting gun. "Take your positions!" "bang!" The game has already started. We are so nervous that our hearts are about to jump out. The players rushed out of the starting line like arrows. One lap, two laps, sprint, my hanging heart finally landed like a stone. Our school won the first place, which is a good start! We and the coach are ecstatic.

However, in the next competition, all our players lost. Some of them are not as good as others, some of them miss catching the ball, and some of them forget their own games because they watched the game ... It's a long story!

The podium is over and Chen Fang is the only one. The total score of the group came out, and we came last. Everyone is very sad, and no one will talk when they meet. I feel so sorry, coach. He leads everyone in training at six o'clock every morning, works hard and teaches us wholeheartedly. But everyone failed to live up to expectations, gave the coach and humiliated the role model.

Through this competition, we all know what to do in the future!

Always like to pay, pay your only passion; Always looking forward to being touched, touching my trembling heart; Always eager to grow up, growing up has given me more strength, embracing with loving arms and infecting those loving old people! Because I am a volunteer, a volunteer of Tangshan Cai Ying School.

Spring awakens too much, awakens gratitude and smiles; Too many things happened in spring. ...

Just this spring, as a member of the volunteer team of Tangshan Cai Ying School, I came to the Glory Hospital of Luannan County to visit revolutionary veterans and share the joy and vitality of spring with my grandparents. Spring is the season of sowing. We take love as the seed, bring carefully prepared programs to the old people, and it is sweet to see the kind smiles of the old people. Think of dedication as rain and dew, water and care for this seed with actions, and I believe it will surely bear the fruits of people! Not all efforts are waiting for a return. We are here because of love. We are here because of fate. Maybe the joy we bring is only temporary, maybe the cleanliness we bring is only temporary. But we believe that the touch has never changed and the memory has never been erased. Whenever we recall the wonderful moments we shared, I believe there will be a smile on our lips. This is us.

Behind the dedication is the growth and sweetness of the soul. The first volunteer life is deeply imprinted in my heart and will never be forgotten!

There are many firsts in one's life: getting good grades in the first exam, cooking by oneself for the first time, washing clothes for the first time … and skating is the first time that one can't forget.

I am a timid person. My mother is in charge of many things, but this time I went against my mother's wishes.

When I was in the fourth grade, my classmates bought a pair of roller skates. Looking at their familiar movements, I can't help but envy and envy.

I heard my classmates say that if you want to buy roller skates, you have to learn to skate, otherwise you can only make decorations, so I listened to my classmates and began to learn to skate.

On a sunny Saturday, I went to that classmate with great interest and begged him to call me roller skating. At my request, the classmate finally agreed to call me roller skating. We chose the playground of No.4 Middle School, a land of geomantic omen, and started my pulley training trip. "Ahem," the classmate said to me in the tone of our head teacher, "in fact, it is not difficult to learn roller skating. As long as you master the word' balance', you can learn. " After listening to these words, it is even more precious than getting the secret book of Wulin.

I started learning to run with the word "balance" in my mind. The phrase "haste makes waste" is used to describe me. Even children know that if you want to learn to run, you have to learn to walk, and I haven't learned to walk yet, just like learning to run, it's strange not to fall. The first time, I fell down because I ran too fast. I learned the first lesson and began to learn to walk. I finally learned.

This is my most unforgettable time.

"plop, plop, plop" My heart is like carrying eighteen buckets. The teacher said, "Today's ten-minute team is presided over by Yan." I went to the podium and watched intently. It was dark below, 1 18 eyes were staring at me. My heart is beating harder, as if to "jump" out of my throat. My legs are a little weak and still shaking. The classroom is very quiet, and you can hear the sound of the needle falling to the ground. The students' eyes are full of expectation. I glanced at everyone and then at the teacher. Teacher Xue looked at me with a big smile on her face. Her encouraging eyes added courage and strength to me. I think: I can't live up to the expectations of teachers and classmates. I began to say it beautifully: "time is like water, and one is happy." A holiday has passed, and today my topic is an accident ... "

At the ten-minute team meeting, the students spoke boldly and expressed their opinions. As the saying goes: "There are unexpected events in the sky, and people will be blessed and unlucky one day ... so as not to be caught off guard when danger comes." As soon as my voice fell, there was a storm of applause from the audience. Applause told me that my speech was very successful and was recognized by everyone. Good-bye. Look into Mr. Xue's eyes and you will be happy. Teacher Xue stepped onto the platform and commented on what I said: "Yan's ten-minute team will be very good." I hope there will be more Yan put in our class in the future ... "

My heart is full of pride. In this matter, I understand that no matter what I do, I will succeed one day as long as I work hard!

Unforgettable first time Although I am 13 years old, I haven't taken the overnight walk alone. However, I can't hide today! Grandpa asked me to have dinner with my uncles and aunts. It was already dark when I finished eating, and my uncles and aunts were still chatting, so grandpa let me go home alone. Along the way, although there were street lamps, I still looked around for fear that bad people would come after me. The worst thing is that the light in our community suddenly broke down, and it was as black as a monster trying to eat me with his mouth open, and my heart was pounding. It's so quiet around, I can only hear my own footsteps and gasps. I look around, wow! Ouch! Why do these grasses and trees look like ghosts! At this moment, I remembered the ghost stories told by my classmates and dad. My feet trembled at the thought, and I wanted to scream, but my throat could not make a sound. I want to run, but my feet seem to be stuck with chewing gum and I can't move. Dongdong, what are you doing standing here alone? Go home quickly! "Turned out to be grandpa du to walk the dog across the hall. Oh! I said yes and ran away without looking back. I ran home in one breath and my heart fell back from my throat. At this time, I felt cold all over. It turned out that my face was covered with sweat and my clothes were wet. From the "walking at night" incident, I got a revelation: whatever kind of market struggle, we should boldly fight for compensation and not be a coward. If you don't drive all night, what can you do in the future?

"Everything is difficult at the beginning", I had a thrilling experience when I was 10 years old. ...

That night, my father had to go on a business trip, leaving me alone at home. I turn on the TV, just sit and change TV programs from time to time. I stayed up until midnight, and there was a serial on TV. Although it was horrible, curiosity drove me to see it.

A woman flashed behind a scholar, but she had no feet! I saw the scholar fall to the ground and die in the blink of an eye. I was scared out in a cold sweat, and the more I watched it, the more scared I became. I want to go upstairs to sleep, but I'm afraid.

I hesitated for a long time. It's almost 1 o'clock. I have to have a rest! I timidly turned off the light with a flashlight in my hand. When I was about to go upstairs, I passed the mirror, but I accidentally shone my flashlight on my face. ...

"Ah-ghosts!" I screamed and my flashlight fell to the ground. I was shivering, squatting in the corner, covering my eyes tightly with my hands, and it took a long time to open them slowly.

I was busy turning on the light again, and my heart almost jumped into my throat. Suddenly I felt cold and creepy in my back. At this time, I am like a helpless bird falling into a ghost valley. I calmed down, picked up a feather duster and prepared to fight the ghost to the death. I walked upstairs step by step. As soon as I saw the window, I rushed up and threw myself on the bed. As fast as lightning, I covered my head with a quilt and my heart was pounding. ...

Now I am no longer afraid to stay at home alone, because I have learned the road of "doing nothing wrong during the day and not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door in the middle of the night" As long as I do things aboveboard, I have nothing to be afraid of.

-550 words

Life is full of things, as long as you are good at discovering and exploring.

On Sunday, I was reading a science book. Suddenly, I was fascinated by a scientific experiment. "Draw a hole with a size of fifty cents on the paper, and a dollar coin can pass through it." "How is that possible?" A dollar coin is smaller than a dime and will not pass, but can it be proved by experiments?

The experiment began. First, I prepared a one-dollar coin and a fifty-cent coin. I first drew a hole the size of a dime on the paper. Next, I am confused. How can I let the coins pass? Straight through? Give it a try! As a result, the paper broke and the first experiment failed. But nothing is difficult in the world. As long as you are willing to climb, nothing in the world can be successful at once! I decided to do it again.

The second experiment began. This time, I think it over. Suddenly, I had a brainwave. I found that the paper was squeezed into the middle and formed an oval shape. So that coins can pass through? My experiment is really like this, and I finally succeeded!

Through this experiment, I know that everything can't be easily believed and needs to be proved by experiments, so I can't draw a conclusion easily. We should constantly seek the "unknown" in the "known" to get more things.

Sixth grade: Fan Jiafeng _yoyo

-400 words

Bold attempts temper people's courage, interesting attempts make people ecstatic, failed attempts are unforgettable, and successful attempts benefit people a lot. I still remember that attempt today.

On a dark and windy night. The wind is blowing and it is raining. I do my homework alone under the cold bed.

Because of too much homework, I thought of a common method for primary school students all over the country-copying homework, yes, copying homework. One minute, two minutes later, I saw the scene of being beaten raw, black and blue, bloody, riddled with holes, torn to pieces, scarred and fragmented ... A loud noise in the sky deepened my fear. But think carefully about the pleasure of being praised by the whole class for copying homework (provided that the teacher doesn't know) ...

At this time, I calmed down and came to the conclusion that the latter is more likely, so I took my time copying my homework. ...

I don't know how many days later, in an ordinary Chinese class ... my homework was praised by the teacher. ...

This is the first time in my life to try to copy homework. I come to the conclusion that only by copying homework with a dead attitude can I get the teacher's praise!

In our life, we have experienced many firsts. For example; Cooking for the first time, being scolded for the first time, performing on stage for the first time, skating for the first time, winning the prize for the first time … We grew up happily in the first place, overcame difficulties and won. In the long river of my memory, there have been many firsts. He is like countless stars in the sky. What impressed me most was walking at night for the first time.

That night, I ate at my relatives' house and walked home with my schoolbag on my back. I walked slowly in the street and remembered the food I had just eaten. When I came to a fork in the road. I looked around and said, "Huh? How come no one! " I think it's strange. I walked along the road again. I had just taken two or three steps when I saw all the lights on the road ahead went out. It's dark. I started walking again. The more I walk, the more I feel wrong. I always feel that someone is following. Suddenly, a picture flashed through my mind, and some monsters appeared on the picture. I also think of those big sisters who said, don't walk alone in the street at night. If there is movement behind you, don't turn your head and look, you may see ghosts! This sentence is repeated in my mind. At this time, my feet involuntarily walked up. I dare not go forward and look back at the scene behind me, because I am afraid to turn around and see a ghost instead of an empty street. I feel fear inside. After all, I am walking alone in the street. There are no lights and no one here. I really want to get home in one step at the moment, but this road is not good for me. Hardly had I set foot when I tripped over a stone. I closed my eyes in fear and my head was covered with sweat. This is when the telephone rang. Just as I put my hand into my pocket, a guess came to my mind. What if the caller is not a person? I turned off my cell phone without looking. My heart is beating fast and my sweat keeps flowing downwards. I ran home as fast as I could. I was so scared that I was always uneasy. A few seconds passed, and I finally ran downstairs to my house. I ran up the stairs quickly, and my hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor. As soon as I got home, I opened the door and walked into the room, slamming the door. I didn't relax this time, and the shirt I was wearing was soaked with sweat. The breath of tension was almost blown away.

After this time, I know there are no monsters in the world. This is just an illusion. In life, the more you are afraid of things, the more you have to bravely try and face them.

In the journey of life, there are many adventures: for example, climbing mountains and so on.

I remember when I was in Shanghai, my grandparents and I went to the amusement park to play.

I have played many games, but there is only one game left, which is the most frightening-haunted house adventure.

I saw many people crying, but I wanted to go in and play, and my curiosity drove me to go. Grandpa bought me a ticket and asked me, "Aren't you afraid?" I'm not going with you. Don't come to me when you cry. "I patted my chest and said," Oh, I'm not afraid of anything. Anyway, I was in a cold sweat when I went in.

When I went in, it was dark inside. Suddenly, a light pointed to the east, as if deliberately letting me go that way, so I walked over.

I was walking carefully when suddenly something fell. I looked at it and was shocked-blood, blood. I was scared to tears. Then I smelled it and cut it. It turned out to be ketchup, which scared me to death. I kept walking.

So I shouted again: "You monsters, I am not afraid of you." I rushed down again. Although there are many terrible voices in the middle, I am not afraid, because I have always had an idea in my heart-I must rush down. So I rushed out with this belief.

Through this "adventure", I understand that persistence is victory, and only persistence can succeed.

At that time, there was a "bicycle wind" in our whole community, and almost every household rode that brand-new bicycle across the yard. I think of the old stroller at home. Although unwilling, there is nothing I can do, because I can't ride yet.

One afternoon, unable to stand my weakness, my father reluctantly accompanied me to learn to ride a bike. I couldn't help feeling a cold sweat on my back when I saw the bike. It seems to me that this is an insurmountable mountain, and I can't help asking myself, "Can you learn?" My mind flashed from time to time: I fell to the ground like mud, my bike fell to one side, and people were watching. I shook my head and tried to get rid of these thoughts. Now I must learn to ride a bike by heart. There is also a picture: I am riding happily in the car. The faster I ride, the more my father gradually lets go. I turned to tell my father how I felt, but suddenly I flew out and fell to the ground with a bang. Bicycles are spinning on the ground, littering, and there is a "seriously injured" trash can. Dad rushed over and held my trembling legs. "How can you be distracted by cycling?" Dad said distressfully. I am speechless.

In the evening, a cool breeze blows gently, and young trees sway with the wind. I started my bike again, and this time I am confident. As soon as I got on the bus, I felt like I was in a pool of clear water, my body became so stretched, and every step was so skillful and natural. I am like a ray of pure sunshine, clean and warm: more like a vibrant sunflower, trying to grow.

I will never forget my first experience of riding a bike.

Sixth grade of China Railway School: Loneliness in the sunset

-500 words

We will meet for the first time in many lives: riding a bike for the first time, cooking for the first time, and coming home from school alone for the first time. ..........................................................................................................................................

One day, dad went out to do something. Looking at the unwashed clothes beside the washing machine, I suddenly had a bold idea: to surprise my father and wash his clothes with the washing machine once. I thought, so I jumped off the sofa and ran to the balcony. Then, I pretend to be a little adult, open the washing machine door like my father, pick up the plastic basin and send the clothes into the washing machine mouth, then close the washing machine door, and then think about what to do next from memory. "hmm ... by the way, you have to press the start button!" I am proud of myself. I groped for the keyboard of the washing machine and finally found the start button, so I pressed it heavily. I looked at the inside of the rotating washing machine, ecstatic, and thought: Dad will praise me when he comes back! Then I sat leisurely on the sofa waiting to be remembered as "first class merit" After a while, the familiar doorbell rang and I opened the door happily. It's my dad who's back! Dad went straight to the balcony, apparently wanting to wash clothes with the washing machine. I walked to the balcony with my head held high, but I heard an angry voice: "Who washed the clothes!" " I felt terrible and ran away. The father sitting in the back shouted, you son of a bitch! Washing clothes requires neither water nor detergent! "。

As a result, I was scolded by my father and felt very sorry. I always smile when I think of it, because it represents the innocence of a child.