But the weather was bad and suddenly it began to rain. You are pedaling your bike with great strength. Rain as big as peas is dripping on your face, clothes and glasses. Sweat is slipping from your face. You are still riding hard.
I leaned my umbrella against you, but you said with concern, "Don't call me. You just had diarrhea yesterday, don't catch a cold again. " I was speechless and had to keep hitting me with my umbrella.
When I arrived at school and saw no one around, I began to panic: Don't miss class today! My mother gave up taking a nap in class to see me off, but if I want my mother to take me home again now, isn't that fooling around? I jumped out of the car and asked the doorman. After asking, I just felt like a bolt from the blue and almost had a heart attack.
It's terrible, there is no class today! I walked up to you and whispered, "Sorry, Mom, there is no sketch class today." After hearing this, you are still cheerful. Thoughtfully, you kindly pointed to my nose and said, "I knew there might be no class today, but I was afraid that class would delay your study, you idiot."
I will take you home again! I quickly said, "Mom, don't you have to go to work?" I walked home by myself. "You said with a smile," you a person to go home, I can rest assured that the parents? "Get in the car!" I got on the bus as promised.
Along the way, the road was smooth and bumpy, and I somehow felt particularly guilty, especially sorry for my mother. But my mouth is like super glue, and I can't open it. Even if you open it, your throat won't make a sound.
When I got home, I stood at the entrance of the building, watching your fading figure disappear completely in the vast rain and fog. I suddenly realized that you are so great ... and there is an unforgettable fire. The color is beautiful, but it is also scary. But in the face of the fire, my mother is not afraid.
One morning, I woke up to find that the door of my house and the wall of the corridor were all black, and the air was filled with a faint smell of coke. I was shocked to see this scene.
Later, I learned what happened last night through my neighbors and my mother. Last night, the switch on the first floor suddenly stopped and sparked.
Soon, the fire broke out. The fire burned wantonly and smoke billowed.
Here comes the fire truck. Knock on the door to evacuate the crowd. At this time, my mother woke up, too. When he found out that there was a fire outside, his first reaction was to wake me up while I was sleeping.
But because I just finished dancing class and was very tired, I slept like a log. No matter how my mother screams and pushes, she just can't wake me up.
My mother wants to run with me, but I am too heavy, which is far beyond my mother's ability. So, my mother made up her mind to stop running and stayed with me.
Mother soaked two towels, covering my nose and mouth and herself. My mother held me like this, without thinking that I was waiting for the arrival of life.
Fortunately, the firemen put out the fire at the critical moment, and my mother and I were saved! Mother described the composition lightly, as if she didn't take the fire at night seriously at all. But at this moment, I can't listen anymore, and tears blur my vision.
In a flash, I felt a warm feeling flowing in my heart. What power can keep mother from shrinking in the face of blazing fire? What power can make my mother face the danger of death and accompany me to face the fire? I think this may be maternal love.
Simple but tearful. There is a saying that blood is thicker than water, which is true after all.
The power of maternal love is great, that is, the mother is brave in the face of fire. Actually, my mother can put me down and run for her life alone.
But she didn't. In do or die, let my mother hold me and give me strength.
Escape is human instinct, but we can only give in before selfless maternal love. Motherly love is a kind of strength, a kind of belief and a kind of responsibility.
It is true that "only mothers are good in the world". When you are injured or in danger, mother will open her arms, give you strength and give you warmth. A friend in need is a true friend, and a mother who talks at ordinary times will be fearless in front of the fire, probably because of that thick maternal love! Once upon a time, I looked up at my young face and said to my mother, "I want to travel around the world with singing."
Mother just smiled without saying a word, standing alone in the wind, looking thoughtfully at the white dandelion flying in the sky. My mother told me that she knew my dream was far away, and the farthest star in the sky was always my destination.
She said that she would always support me. At that time, my heart was only vaguely aware of my mother's understanding, but at that time I was young and ignorant, but I never realized my mother's reluctance and pity when she spoke.
Time has lengthened my figure, and when I grow up, I have re-examined everything about my mother: when the sun dispels the remnants of the night, when the sunset is swallowed up by the hazy horizon, my mother walks quickly on the path in the field with farm tools on her back, and neither light nor darkness can stop her footsteps; When the sky is full of stars, my classmates and I are playing and chasing under the moon, my mother is knitting her love into my sweater one by one; On a cold winter day, when I was laughing by the fire in a warm down jacket, my mother was scrubbing clothes with her swollen hands in cold water. ..... So, my heart was deeply touched and hurt. At this moment, I began to wonder, is my dream far away? Can I still travel around the world singing? "Thanksgiving"! Rational thinking gives me sacred life. However, should I stay with my mother and let her enjoy her family? Or break out of your own world first, and then let your mother enjoy the rest of her life? The morning sun has risen slowly, and it is a new day.
I rearranged my thoughts and asked me rationally, "How can you repay me if you don't have a solid arm?" ? You don't have the ability to survive, how dare you repay me? You don't have any capital, how can you repay your mother's kindness ... "I still can't take it easy. I am ashamed that I didn't know how to repay kindness when I was young, and I am more confused and now I know how to repay kindness. At this point, my mother said that she wanted me to forge a pair of hard wings.
2. How to write a composition of "Unique Me"? 500 words on the left, small mouth, straight nose, silky skin, slightly fat body, fat red face, a pair of big eyes as bright as a crescent moon. Guess who she is? Ha ha! I believe everyone guessed 89 points! She is me, a beautiful girl in grade five.
Scene 1: "Little book fan"
I am an out-and-out "little book fan" in my family. What fairy tales, science fiction, composition. . . . . . I take everything. I like watching everything. As long as the new book comes, I forget all about eating and sleeping, which attracts my mother's "Hedong"
Lion roar ",dad's" indiscriminate bombing "is willing.
Scene 2: "TV mania"
Because my father is afraid of delaying my study, I can only read books on weekends. So I spend most of my time watching TV and doing my homework. But when I finish my homework, usually my mother is watching TV. So, I want to compete with my mother. Often when I lose both sides, my father will create a "nagging miracle" for me, most of which is won by my mother.
Scene 3: "Careless Ghost"
My other shortcomings are fine, and this one is particularly fatal. Once, I got 96 points in math. I read the wrong questions and found that there was nothing wrong with the more difficult questions, except for the simplest calculation, which was a bit sloppy in some places and deducted 4 points. If I can add up these four points, I will get 100 points. Mom stipulated that a score of 100 in the math test would be rewarded 100 yuan, and a score of more than 95 would be rewarded 10 yuan. This is 10 times the gap!
Ha ha! This is the unique me, and it is impossible to find a second me in the world. I must correct my shortcomings and be a more perfect me.
3. How to make the composition different? Hello! If you want to make your composition different and impress others, you must learn to innovate.
1, "The text seems to look at the mountains and doesn't like peace", and the plot of the composition is as tortuous as possible to avoid straightforward narration. You can also start with old themes, seek new things, and let old trees sprout.
2. To portray a character, you must be able to grasp the characteristics of the character and portray it in detail, such as grasping a specific action of the character or a mantra or a look.
3. Language also needs to be modified, especially the accurate use of rhetorical methods. An appropriate rhetorical method can also play an infinite role.
4, pay attention to life, meticulous description, can make your composition vivid. "Ask the canal to be so clear, because there is running water at the source." Life is an inexhaustible source of creation.
Innovation is the soul and eternal theme of composition. Innovation will make your composition shine and be different.
I wish you progress in your studies at San Academy.
4. Writing a composition is different. What articles are there? One: Different people. Every period of primitive simplicity contains its unique flavor, as well as its flashing wisdom and profound vision.
My grandfather always smiles. For me, it is a beautiful smile full of love. Whenever grandpa laughs, the wrinkles around his eyes turn into chrysanthemums, bringing an invincible and unbreakable breath in autumn. It is a breath that has gone through vicissitudes and settled down.
When I was very young, I thought my grandfather was a different person. When I first learned to walk and fall, he wouldn't hold me up, but squatted beside me and clapped his hands and said to me with an encouraging smile, "Come on, I can get up!" " "I only remember that at the moment when my little arms and calves trembled into his arms, my grandfather's comforting eyes made me feel extremely proud: yes, I will get up by myself and overcome difficulties! When I was older, my grandfather began to teach me Arabic numerals and pencils.
But now I think the clumsy posture of children holding pens is a bit funny. I really don't know how grandpa called me again and again with his tireless attitude and tone. When I can write numbers, he will take me to the store, look at this, talk about that, and finally let me talk to the conductor about quantity and price.
At least now that I think about it, I'm a little surprised. In my impression, when I was a child, my grandfather didn't always hold me, but led me away.
Adults are inevitably worried when they see it. The child's skin and bones are very delicate. What if they hit or touch it? However, when you put the chubby little hand in the callused big hand, the warmth and sureness from the palm of your hand, unconsciously, has a reassuring magic. Grandpa sometimes deliberately slows down his pace. Does he look down on my crooked child's footsteps? Sometimes he deliberately speeds up his pace and makes me breathless.
At that time, I thought angrily: Grandpa is really like a child. What is more real than a nobody like me? Therefore, I also missed the love that flashed in my narrowed eyes. Fall, get up by yourself! There is no eternal strong backing, only the courage to overcome difficulties! Learning is not only the word "learning", but also linking it with life, which is a process that needs practice and exploration.
When you are struggling, all you have to do is keep catching up. In the long run, you can climb to your ideal height. My grandfather, a unique person, taught me the true meaning of life in his unique educational way! Chapter 2: Different people, what would you do if RMB fell in front of you? Is there a signal? Or notify the owner? One Friday afternoon, I went to cram English as usual, and the cram place was in a community.
Tutors often say that our group is the cleverest, liveliest and most cunning. Look! We invented a new game: "testing people's hearts".
The initiator of this game is Wang Tao of our group. After school today, he bought two bags of fake RMB at the school gate. Don't underestimate these counterfeit money. Their work can almost be confused with the real thing.
He said to me, "What would you do if RMB fell in front of you?" Is there a signal? Or? ""Of course not. Why don't you pack your things? "I said." Then let's do a test, throw money on the ground and see how passers-by react? Someone will definitely take it. "
Wang Tao said. I said firmly, "No, it's not mine. No one else will pick it up. "
We left the money on the road and waited for the result. It's time to witness the win or lose. Several people came and we held our breath.
Wait, something's wrong. Counterfeit money was blown to the balcony of a family by the wind. An old lady was collecting clothes and saw a RMB. She quickly picked it up and went back to the house. I paused, and Wang Tao said, "Look, you lost."
I said, "You can't generalize, just try a few more times." Wang Tao sighed, shook his head and said, "I'll convince you, just try."
The second time, the money was placed on the ground, and there was no "accident". We hid behind a tree and secretly observed someone coming. I don't know. I'm nervous. Every step grandma takes, my heart beats twice as fast. Beads of sweat can't help flowing downwards. Here, here. She went to the counterfeit money and bent down to pick it up! I found it! Left with a smile! Left with a smile! Have you gone far? Wang Tao came over and said proudly, "Look, I won."
I pretended to be calm and said, "This doesn't count. I have to try a few more times. " "How many times do you try again, there is only one result. People are greedy. "
Wang Tao said. "Well, let's change the way. I walked ahead and pretended to lose money. What do you think of the reaction of passers-by behind? " I will never give up.
"alas! All right. " Wang Tao said.
In this way, once, twice, three times ... every time it was quietly picked up by passers-by, men and women, old and young. Every time I try, I feel extremely depressed.
Finally, this time I ran as before, deliberately leaving the money in my hand. Just then, I heard an old man shouting behind me, "Young man, you dropped your money."
When I heard this sentence, I was as excited as hearing a peerless music. Ye! This sentence finally made me wait! Looking back at this old man, his clothes are simple and his face is serene, just like his grandfather, which makes people feel more cordial ... In retrospect, that old man is really different.
We should correct those bad habits, learn from his spirit of collecting money and let it live forever.
5. People of Different Composition [People of Different Composition] What would you do if RMB fell in front of you? Is there a signal? Or notify the owner? One Friday afternoon, I went to cram my English as usual. The tutoring place is in a community with different components. The cram school teacher often says that our group is the cleverest, most lively and full of tricks. Look! We invented a new game: testing people's hearts. The initiator of this game is Wang Tao of our group. After school today, he bought two bags of fake RMB at the school gate. Don't underestimate these counterfeit money. Their work can almost be confused with the real thing. He said to me: What would you do if RMB fell in front of you? Is there a signal? Or? Of course not. Why do you want to pick up things that don't belong to you? I said, let's do a test, throw money on the ground and see how passers-by react. Someone will definitely pick it up, Wang Tao said. I said categorically: it's not my own, and no one else will pick it up. We left the money on the road and waited for the result. It's time to witness the winning or losing. Several people came and we held our breath. Wait, something's wrong. Counterfeit money was blown to the balcony of a family by the wind. An old woman was collecting clothes, saw a RMB, and quickly picked it up and went back to the house. You lost. I said, you can't just try a few more times. Wang Tao sighed, shook his head and said, I will convince you, just try. The second time, the money was on the ground, and there was no accident. We hid behind a tree and watched secretly. Someone's coming. That's an old woman carrying vegetables. I don't know. I'm nervous. Every step the old woman takes, my heart beats twice as fast. I found it! Left with a smile! Left with a smile! Have you gone far? Wang Tao came over and said proudly, Look, I won. I pretended to be calm and didn't count. I have to try several times. How many times have I tried, and there is only one result. Everyone is greedy. Wang Tao said, well, let's change the method. I walked ahead and pretended to lose money. What do you think of the reaction of passers-by in the back? I never give up. Alas! Ok, Wang Tao said. In this way, once, twice, three times ... every time, passers-by quietly picked it up. There are men, women, old people and young people among them. Every time I try, I feel extremely depressed. Finally, this time I ran forward as before, deliberately dropping money. Just then, I heard an old man shouting behind me: this sentence finally made me wait! Looking back at this old man, his clothes are simple and his face is serene, just like his grandfather, which makes people feel more cordial ... In retrospect, that old man is really different. We should correct those bad habits and learn from his spirit of finding money, so that this spirit will last forever. Grade 5, Decai Primary School, Hanyang District, Wuhan City, Hubei Province: Xie Yukun.