1. Write an essay on regret for primary school students

Many of the wrong things I have done are deeply imprinted in my mind, and I feel very regretful when I think of them. Just like the pen in front of me, when I see it, I feel guilty.

It was the morning of my birthday. My mother took me to the store to buy gifts. After careful selection, I finally bought a beautiful pen. I liked it very much.

But a few days after I was happy, my beloved pen disappeared. I searched left and right, but couldn't find it, and I felt very sad. On this day, I suddenly discovered that Gao Yumeng, who was sitting in front of me, was writing with the same pen as mine. I was shocked. Did my best classmate steal it? I have to say no, but I looked at her furtively, as if she was avoiding me. She must have a guilty conscience, it's her, it must be her! I'm very angry, how could this happen! Because of this, I didn't talk to her all day.

The next day, I finally couldn't help but ask her: "Mengmeng, where did you buy this pen?" "Oh, my mother just bought it for me from Times Mall the day before yesterday. "snort! I just lost the pen the day before yesterday, and you bought it the day before yesterday. What a coincidence. I muttered in my mind. This afternoon, when I was writing a composition, I deliberately said: "Mengmeng, I didn't bring a pen. Can you lend it to me?" In the evening, I held Mengmeng's pen, and it looked like my own. Mom came into the house and cleaned my room. Suddenly, my mother said to me: "Wenwen, how could you do this and throw the pen that your mother bought for you under the bed!"

I quickly turned around, my God! I couldn't believe my eyes. The pen was in my mother's hand. I took the pen and felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. Feelings of guilt and regret surged out! Looking at the cute pen again, I don’t know what to do. Thinking of my indifferent attitude towards her yesterday and her grievance, I really wanted to say to her right away: "I'm sorry." The next morning, however, I still didn't have the courage to speak out.

Although more than a year has passed since this incident, I still think of it from time to time. It taught me that I shouldn’t be suspicious of people without investigation and research, let alone jump to random conclusions and wrongfully accuse good people! Let this regretful thing never happen to me again. 2.

That time, I really regretted it

Life is like a road, there are always some obstacles, like things that make you sad, things that you regret block you. I once did something that I deeply regretted.

That was the bane of a midterm exam in fourth grade. I got good grades, and my deskmate was behind me. I got carried away and said to her: "Mom will definitely give me some rewards today." The purpose of saying this is to make her envy me, because I know that she There will be no reward, not even if she comes first. Because she is a very poor student, her family's financial resources do not allow it.

When I got home, my mother really gave me a reward-five yuan. I was disappointed, but when I thought about it, some people didn't even get five dollars, which made me feel more balanced.

When I came to school the next day, I showed off my prize in front of her. Although I looked envious on the surface, she must be very jealous of me, I thought to myself. .

After the physical education class at noon, I was tired and thirsty. I really wanted to rush to the canteen immediately. I hurried back to the classroom and rummaged through my schoolbag but couldn't find my five yuan. "You can't fly if you have wings. How is this possible? Someone must have stolen it. Could it be her?" So I pointed the finger at my deskmate. I ran out of the classroom to find out, and I met her in the canteen. She was eating ice cream happily. I walked over angrily and tried to argue with her, but she insisted that it was money given to her by her mother, and It's also five yuan a piece. I was so angry. Is there such a coincidence in the world? He couldn't help but scolded her a few dirty words. Just like that, we never spoke again.

A few weeks later, when my mother was washing my schoolbag, she found out the five yuan that had finally come to light. My mother praised me for being so thrifty. I did not feel complacent because of these words. At this time, my heart was only full of regret for myself. of resentment.

Because I let a beautiful friendship be ruined. If there was a regret medicine in this world, I would like to take hundreds of pills. I wanted to apologize to her, but I couldn't. Perhaps out of concern for face, I have not been able to say it out loud until today, but in my heart I have already admitted my mistake.

I really regret it. I regret that I did something disgraceful to my friend. 3. Write an 800-word essay with the title "Regret"

After school that day, I passed a bakery as usual and was suddenly stopped by a woman. Next to her stood a man holding a child. The woman said, "Classmate, can you give me two yuan to buy a piece of bread for my child? We'll come to Guizhou to find someone..." Before she could finish, I turned and walked away.

But before I walked far, I slowed down. I stopped and looked back at the family of three at the door of the bakery. They were still standing there. The streets were still busy with traffic, but they didn't seem to be blocking other pedestrians. My heart suddenly jumped rapidly.

I guess I walked away instinctively. After all, the world is not what it used to be, with materialistic desires running rampant, and scammers galore. After being fooled many times, we gradually learn to keep a tight grip on our wallets. What’s more, the world is getting worse, and people are increasingly inclined to do less rather than do more.

But this family obviously does not look like a scammer. The woman spoke with an obvious northern accent, and she just said she wanted 2 yuan to buy a piece of bread for her child... I felt depressed and started to walk back. I thought this family might be the one who really needed help, 2 Even if I was cheated out of 1 yuan, I would be willing to do so.

But when I walked to the bakery, the family was gone. I looked around but couldn't find them. I walked quickly across the street. Still haven’t been able to meet that family.

After returning home, I couldn’t calm down for a long time. The more I think about it, the more guilty I feel. I don't understand when did I become so selfish and heartless? I even don’t understand why people today no longer have basic sympathy, understanding and trust. We can actually turn a blind eye to suffering and misfortune and be insensitive, and we can actually remain silent and turn a deaf ear to the many unfair realities.

Do we still have a conscience?

Without conscience, are we still human beings?

Of course I regretted it afterwards.

But is this more than just regret? !

Writer Wang Zengqi was cheated out of ten yuan every time he went out on the street. His family advised him to keep his eyes open and not to be too gullible. But repeated advice was ineffective. Mr. Wang said: "What if someone really needs help?!"

I think there will probably never be anyone like Mr. Wang again in this world. Because our eyes have been polished too brightly by the lies and deceptions of reality and have become spotless.

4. An essay with regret as the topic

If you don’t regret for a thousand years, you will finally have enlightenment

Regret is regret; enlightenment is understanding!

Do you remember Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty who built the Grand Canal at a great cost to the people and money? He was so cruel in killing his father to seize the throne. He did not care about the suffering of the people and mobilized people to build the Beijing-Zhenzhen Grand Canal, which is famous all over the world. But its original intention was to facilitate parades. He was so cruel. That's why he was finally betrayed by the people. Rebellion will drive you to death! It was not until the last moment that he regretted why he did not work diligently and love the people, and why he did not care for the virtuous and distance himself from the necessities, but it was already too late!

Do you remember the famous Chinese classical song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" that sounds like the sound of nature? I believe that anyone who listens to it will feel relaxed and happy, as if they were climbing to the top of a mountain to listen to the sound of flowing water. How was such beautiful music created? At that time, Yu Boya only gained enlightenment for a moment on the mountain, but he did not expect that this would leave an immortal culture to mankind!

Yes, this regret and realization are common in life! There is regret and enlightenment in everyone’s life!

Maybe you suddenly realize the true meaning when you encounter a difficult problem and are puzzled; maybe you suddenly have a flash of insight while you are resting; maybe you have a flash of insight while enjoying delicious food!

There are countless regrets and realizations in our young minds. Why not grasp them well?

Do you have to wait until Yang Guang is about to die before you feel any regret? Why not learn from Yu Boya to grasp a hint of insight and create immortality!

When you fail and regret, then after regretting you should think about why you regret it and how to prevent yourself from regretting it next time?

When you have insights, why not write them down, delve into them and create something?

Many people fail because they do not regret in time; and many people succeed because they realize it in time! So grasp every regret and every insight that life gives you!

Be sure! Only then can you never regret it for a thousand years. 5. Write an essay about my regrets for about 600 words

I really regretted that time

People will always make many mistakes in their lives. In the "mistake record book" from childhood to adulthood, some mistakes are passed over and forgotten after the baptism of time. And that time, the mistake that made me regret it, is still fresh in my memory:

At that time, I don’t know who led the “poker craze” in our class, and it has always been A few friends and I who like to "follow the trend" also joined this craze. But no one dares to play blatantly, do you know why? It's not because of our class teacher, Teacher Yang. If he knew that our classmates were doing such "not doing their job properly" and affecting their studies, it would be weird if he didn't "approve" us. However, because the students in this class have always been smart and sharp, they were not discovered by Teacher Yang after playing for several days, but the good times did not last long. During a relatively long recess that day, my sisters and I sat together and played a poker game called "Strive for the Top". When we first started playing, we were still cautious. After playing a card, we looked around. There was no sign of Teacher Yang. But after playing, when the interest came, I no longer cared about Teacher Yang, and just immersed myself in the joy of playing cards.

"Collect the playing cards!" Looking with an angry voice, needless to say, the teacher Yang we least want to see now is here! So, we, who had been smiling just now, immediately had stiff expressions, waiting for Teacher Yang's trial.

"This is a violation of school discipline. You can go find Teacher Liao and take care of it yourself!" Teacher Yang said angrily, so during that class break, you can see a spectacular scene, A group of sixth-grade girls stupidly came to the brigade headquarters to look for Teacher Liao, but found no one. Knowing that they were lost, they went up to the third floor.

At that time, I was in a mess. First of all, I felt that I was very unlucky. There were so many people in our class playing poker, so why did we get caught? Furthermore, I was scared and regretful because this mistake was made during the class. The end is the class committee election that affects our destiny! The few of us were originally confident and fully prepared to welcome the class committee election, but at this important moment, such a disgraceful thing happened, so we started talking again:

" What to do! What to do! Can Teacher Yang still let us run for the election? ”

“I’m so depressed, why did we make a mistake at this time? ”

"I'm too embarrassed to give a speech!"

"It doesn't matter! If we know our mistakes, we will correct them. Can't we wait until the election is over to admit our mistakes to Teacher Yang?"

Yeah, wouldn’t it be OK to admit your mistake? So, after discussion, we decided to participate in the election. But after all, we made a mistake. After all, we were under pressure. None of the sisters dared to go up. After several psychological struggles, I, who has always been the thickest-skinned among us, went up first. Take the lead. There may only be a few steps to go to the podium, but I felt that the road was hundreds of meters long and I could never finish it. Finally, I came to the podium with guilt and regret. Before reading my original manuscript, I also added a few words, that is, telling everyone about the mistakes I made. I don’t know if doing so will affect my votes, but I only know that doing so will make me feel more relaxed. Finally, when I finished my speech tremblingly, I walked off the stage amid applause, and my heart relaxed.

After class, we came to Teacher Yang’s office and admitted our mistakes to him. Teacher Yang just said a few words to us gently, but the tears still blurred my eyes. The tears were not sad, not sad. Sad, but regretful, regretful for this mistake that almost paid the price. 6. I want to write an essay about regret. I want to use the quarrel with my grandfather as an example. Is there anything?

I came to Japan tonight. I should have gone home by myself, but I walked out of school and prepared to buy something. When I was putting things away, I saw my grandpa standing opposite. When I went back, my grandma was leaning on the window sill to watch me come back. I said, "Grandma, I'm going to hide. You'll see who's coming later." After a while, grandpa came in. I said: "I will never come to your place again. I told my grandpa not to pick me up, so why did he come to pick me up?" Grandma said: "Dad came back at noon and said that there was no traffic police on duty in the afternoon. , so I asked grandpa to pick me up." I said with a straight face, "I won't come to you anyway." Grandma said, "Oh, why don't you come to me if you don't pick me up?" "As I talked, I cried, and grandpa became unhappy: "When you come back in the evening, tell your parents that you won't come to my house tomorrow." Then grandpa went out.

I took a shower. After I finished washing, I saw my father outside. My father said: "Don't quarrel with grandpa in the future. He is doing it for your own good. He will go and apologize to grandpa later." "I said: "Oh." After a while, we had dinner. Grandpa said: "Isn't it just to pick you up? There are no traffic police after school. I'll go check on you, okay?" I didn't say anything. Grandpa said a few more words, and I listened carefully. I thought: I will never quarrel with my grandparents again! 7. What examples can be given when writing an essay on the topic of "Repentance and Enlightenment"

Topic "Repentance and Enlightenment" Essay title On the stage of life, you must have experienced countless things that make you recall; In your daily work, you must have succeeded, and maybe you have failed, but whether it is something that makes you remember, success or failure, I think you will have more or less experience, and there is "enlightenment" before and after success. ", there is "regret" before and after failure, and "regret and enlightenment" will accompany your growth.

Please write an essay of no less than 600 words on the topic of "Repentance and Enlightenment". You can tell personal experiences, or associate related stories, express your inner feelings, and express your own opinions. You can choose your own title, and there is no restriction on the style.

Tips: The topic of this question is highly speculative. At the same time, the purpose and intention of the question are very clear, aiming to guide students to understand the principles of life and doing things. We might as well make this analysis: 1. The test questions are close to the students' lives and directly penetrate into the students' inner world, which is helpful for them to tell the truth and express their true feelings.

As for the title of this article, it has a strong color of speculation, and the purpose is very clear, that is, "you only understand after you pay the price." 2. The focus of writing should be to write about your own emotional experience of "regret", focusing on describing regret and pain.

Blame yourself. Emotions such as longing and loss are the focus of description, and the inner world of the characters is the focus of description.

In order to increase the contagious effect, you can describe the psychological emotions and show the inner world at the same time, briefly intersperse memories of the past, and use the mistakes of the past to increase the emotional waves of today. In this way, writing in comparison will be more effective. Enhance the shocking effect of the article. 3. If you want to write this topic well, you must have the courage to dissect yourself boldly, and make a qualitative leap in your ideological realm while showing off your ugliness.

Tear off the fig leaf, write candid and beautiful articles, let your own spiritual negatives be exposed, and your thoughts will suddenly become clear. Fourth, you have to come up with a good title that people can understand at a glance.

For a good topic composition, the first thing to look at is the title, so when we complete the topic composition of "Repentance and Enlightenment", we cannot ignore it. Excellent work of red and black. The wind like catkins weaves the wisps of cooking smoke into a large net, covering the sky, turning the sky into an ancient ink painting, gray! The setting sun, faintly, spreads the thousands of golden threads to the earth, and the river water is shining like a pool of broken gold! Me, walking home lazily.

The long shadow casts on the winding path behind, moving forward alone. I kicked up the pebbles on the roadside, and what the classmates said just now clearly echoed in my ears: "Are you going shopping tomorrow?" "Go!" "Ye Zi, are you going?" "I ..." After a long silence, "I'm not going!" "You don't know yet, Ye Zi's parents are very strict with her. Usually when she comes home a few minutes late, her parents will call to look for her. "

Several classmates were whispering behind their backs. Before I knew it, the pebbles had been kicked to the door of my house.

"Ye Zi, you're back, why are you late? Your dad and I were just trying to find you..." Mom started nagging again as usual; my endurance finally reached its limit: " Why do you want to restrict my freedom? Why do you want to control me from head to toe? When I grow up, I don’t want you to control me!” After that, I angrily grabbed the schoolbag from my mother’s hand and rushed to my own little world! It's dark! Just when I tiptoed downstairs to pick up the book, I heard my parents talking: "The child is indeed older. She is fifteen years old. She is no longer the yellow-haired girl who relied on us when she was a child. We should also give her freedom. "But aren't we doing it for her? She doesn't know how big the world is outside and how complicated the society is. What if..." In a daze, I seemed to have returned to the past, when my parents held my hand. The scene brought me back to the scene when I was a child and called "Mom, Dad" with a sweet voice... Recalling my actions just now, I can't help but tremble: "Is this me? Is it the charming daughter of my parents?" Under the light, The white hair on my parents’ heads looked particularly dazzling. Looking at my parents who were no longer young, I suddenly thought: My parents are old! The moonlight is very clear and soft, pouring down from the sky like water, covering the courtyard, ethereal and clear. In a trance, I seemed to have returned to the days when I was a child, sitting in the arms of my parents and acting coquettishly... Postscript - For some reason, I suddenly remembered Stendhal's "The Red and the Black", maybe because I and the protagonist Julien have both experienced it. Let’s undergo a baptism of repentance and enlightenment! Commenting on this excellent work on the topic of "regret and enlightenment", the author shows the conflicts between a family of three through the experience of "regret and enlightenment", using the conflict between the old education methods and the daughter's rebellious character to unfold , highlighting the greatness of maternal love, father's love and the innocence of a daughter's love for her parents.

At the same time, "red" and "black" are also a highlight of the author's ingenious conception: "sunset" and "night" are used as the scenes where the event occurs, which is also a subtle connection with the famous book "Red and Black" , and organically combined with the experience of the protagonist of the article. Tolerance is priceless. If you are the wind, please blow away the knot in your heart; if you are the rain, please extinguish the fire in your heart! ——Tolerance is priceless. For so many springs and autumns, so many days and nights, I have been repeating this scene in my mind: A girl spent a night in a small parking shed on a windy and rainy day, suffering from the disease. She got rhinitis just to fulfill the agreement she made with her - to listen to the rain together.

However, she missed the appointment.

"Tick-tick-tick..." The sound of rain outside the window sounded softly. I raised my head and looked out the window: the big raindrops were wrapped in thick black clouds, the trees were hit with nowhere to escape, and the small raindrops in the sky The birds were scurrying around in panic... The rain was so heavy and the wind was so fierce.

"What is she doing right now?" I said to myself, "I haven't seen her for many years... No, how can I miss her? I should hate her." Finished Something happened and I got into bed to keep warm.

"Dang, Dang, Dang!" This series of sounds could be heard faintly in the noisy wind and rain. I got out of bed, moved to the door, and slowly opened the door. A person covered in rain and mud came into view. When she wiped the rain off her face - was it her? ! I wanted to lock the door, but I couldn't. She came in with a smile.

"Yanzi, I have missed you so much these years. I often think back to the days when we were together. What about you?" "Ah!...Ah? I miss you too." At this time, there was a wave of emotion. An inexplicable warmth soaked into my heart.

"...That night, I was injured. 8. Essay on regret

I have never had the desire to write my confession in writing, but I suddenly felt it today, maybe Because I have too much to repent.

I once ignored their love, even deliberately distorted their love, and vented my inner irritability indiscriminately. Their warnings, for fun and sex, led them to pick ice cream on the country roads on foot, and they spent a whole afternoon looking for me. I once stubbornly ignored my mother who was hurt by my words. The tears don't stop... I confess to them, for my ignorance, my stubbornness, and my willfulness; also for their selflessness, their deep love, and their kindness. I want to express my deepest gratitude to my parents. I confess.

I want to confess to my teachers.

I ignored their hard work and treated them hypocritically. I did not communicate with them sincerely and even despised their labor. As a result, I responded coldly to the teacher's enthusiastic call. I confessed to them for my hypocrisy, for my bluntness, for my laziness; and for their hope and their fraternity. The teacher confesses again and again.

I want to confess to my classmates.

I once closed my heart, I used to deal with them, and I used to ignore them when they needed help. As I walked through the world, I once gloated in front of their failure when they competed with me. I repented to them for my evil intentions, my unfriendliness, and my lack of enthusiasm; and for their help to me. They care about me because they don't care about my fault.

I want to confess to my friends.

I once suspected them. Friendship is unfaithful. I have ignored my injured friends. I have been unwilling to actively communicate with my friends. I have even doubted their devotion to me... I want to repent to them and for my I want to repent to my friends for my impurity, for my small-mindedness, for my venting to them when things didn't go my way, for their kind persuasion, for their great understanding, and for their tolerance.

I want to confess to my elder brother

I used to be completely dependent on him, I used to be too harsh on him in my heart, I used to bring him so much trouble, I want to. I confess to him that I am not a good sister, for my ignorant questioning, and for my foolish hypocrisy; and for his tolerance that transcends family affection and his understanding that transcends age.

As I write this, I suddenly want to start my life over again. I will take these confessions with me and do better than I am now. 9. I beg for an essay with the topic of "regret"

That time , I really regret it

Although it has been more than two months since this incident, when I think about it, it feels like I have knocked over a five-flavor bottle, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty all come to me. heart. Very sour, very bitter, and very salty. Sour is the taste of sadness, bitterness is the taste of hard work, and salty is the taste of tears.

In the final exam last semester, there were two essays on the Chinese language test paper, but I didn’t see the second essay. I checked it again with a smile on my face, but there was still no such big question.

When the bell rang and the teacher collected the papers, I handed in the papers confidently.

The teacher took the paper and left.

The classmates all asked each other, "How long is your review?" Some students asked me, and I was dumbfounded when I heard it: "Aren't there just abbreviations? How can there be any review?" "The classmate said: "Yes, there are two essays this time."

My heart was shaking. As soon as my legs became weak, I sat in my seat and burst into tears. My classmates were all trying to persuade me: "We haven't finished the exam yet. Take more test points in other subjects and try to get back the points I lost in the essay." I thought: To get back so many points, I will do well in other subjects. It’s hard to fight back.

I finished the math test with tears in my eyes. As soon as I got home at noon, I lay on the bed and cried. When grandma heard the cry, she ran over quickly and said, "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did you do poorly in the exam?" I raised my tearful eyes to look at grandma's kind face, and I felt even worse: how much grandma wanted to Hear the good news about my exam! But what a bad grade I have! I didn't say anything and started crying again. Grandma advised me: "Stop crying, try harder next time."

I finally choked up and told my grandma that I didn't write my composition. Grandma said: "It's not a bad thing that I didn't write the essay this time. Won't you learn a lesson next time you take the exam? This is like a blessing in disguise."

After hearing what grandma said, I felt a little comforted.

It was also a starry night, and I thought of this matter again. Has all the hard work before the exam been in vain? Just as I was thinking about it, my mother came in quietly: "I haven't gone to bed yet, go to sleep!" After saying that, she closed the door gently.

My mother has a lot of worries about ***. Sent. Can I be worthy of my mother with such a score?

Something like this happened, which made me taste what hard work is, what sadness is, and even taste the taste of tears.

Students, please don’t be as careless as me, otherwise it will be too late to regret! 10. An essay "One of My Junior High School Teachers" written with two examples

If you want to talk about the most respected teacher, then it must be Teacher Hu Zhe. I am grateful to the sunshine, it brings me warmth. ; I am grateful to the clear spring, which brings me sweetness; I am even more grateful to my writing teacher, who brings me an encouraging smile.

"That's unreasonable! That's nonsense!" As soon as you hear these familiar words, you will know that our writing teacher is here. My writing teacher is named Hu Zhe, who was my writing teacher in normal school.

He is not tall and young, but his hair is half white. He was also very unscrupulous in his dress. He always wore blue clothes all year round, which was in sharp contrast to other teachers.

The most unforgettable thing is that he wears a pair of deep myopia glasses on his broad face and the ever-deep eyes behind the lenses. His image is not good-looking, but he loves to smile. When he smiles, he reveals a pair of ugly big teeth, and the wrinkles on his face fold into an arhat.

A catchphrase he often talks about is: "It doesn't make sense." That time, I don't know whether it was something I felt in my heart or a whim. I wrote an essay "When I'm Homesick." As a result, he read it in front of the whole class, shaking his head and shaking his head. He also said that this was a true feeling, The innovative masterpieces attracted the envious eyes of classmates.

I don’t know which classmate was jealous and said secretly: "Huh! This is copied!" Unexpectedly, this sentence slipped into his ears. He glared angrily and said casually: "That's unreasonable! Why don't you copy an essay for me and let me read it?" Then he turned his eyes to me and the ugly smile came back on his face: "Tell me how you wrote this essay." He looked at the teacher's face. With a trusting look and a smile, I calmly poured out my feelings about homesickness since my stay here.

The classroom was extremely quiet. The classmates listened quietly, and the teacher seemed very excited. He kept nodding his head, the smile on his face became brighter, and the two ugly front teeth could not help but show up. outside. After I finished speaking, he took the lead in applauding me and kept saying: "The true feelings make sense!" It can be said that from that time on, I fell in love with writing more and fell in love with Teacher Hu Zhe's class, and He was more attentive in guiding me in writing.

Teacher Hu Zhe is angry and out of control. Whenever his classmates made unforgivable mistakes, he would get furious and his voice could be heard miles away.

His face turned red from holding back, and then he reprimanded loudly and mercilessly: "What happened? I didn't listen well in class, and I didn't complete my homework, which affected my mood in lectures! Go back and think about it yourself!" It’s so unreasonable! It’s so unreasonable!” As he continued to lecture, his tone was full of sternness and his face became tense. But slowly, his tone softened a lot, and the smile returned to his face, and the two front teeth were exposed involuntarily.

What he said became more detailed, and he asked softly from time to time: "Do you understand?" We knew that it turned out that he was not really angry, but was trying to focus our attention. So we answered loudly: "I understand!" He laughed even more.