I made a mistake in my excellent composition 1 "Be honest, don't lie", and the teacher's words often echo in my ears. I feel very uncomfortable. I blame myself every day for dragging Dong Li to be lazy.
I'm Wei Ming. You must think I'm a liar, but you know what? Do I really want to be a liar? After being criticized by the teacher, I often think when I get home: actually, it is not difficult to clean the classroom. I just want to be lazy, so I don't want to work, but I want to be praised by my classmates and teachers, so I came up with a way to ask Dong Li to help me clean with money. Here, I want to say "I'm sorry" to Dong Li.
This time not only the teacher criticized me, but also my classmates looked down on me. Moreover, when people who know me see me, they seem to say, "You liar!" " I regret very much that I shouldn't be lazy and spend money to let Dong Li be on duty for me, which made him criticize the teacher.
If time could go back, I would rather clean the classroom myself than pay others to help me clean it, because I want to get real praise, which I earned with my labor. I don't have to be a dishonest person who is looked down upon by others anymore.
How I wish I could go back in time! God, give me another chance!
I made a mistake. Teacher Xing, today I want to tell you something, which has been buried in my heart for a long time.
This happened in the fourth grade. After the third class, physical education class, who I hate most, came. What I hate most about physical education class is that I don't want to run. When I was about to sigh, a "bad idea" suddenly flashed through my mind, that is, pretending to be sick.
Just when I thought it was a good idea, I thought, Stop pretending. I must run again. I don't want to run. Pretending, how can you live up to Teacher Xing's education? After much deliberation, I decided to pretend that my leg hurts.
As soon as class started, I began to pretend. I walked up to Mr. Su, the PE teacher, and bowed my head and said, "Teacher, I sprained my ankle!" " "This voice is smaller than the voice of mosquitoes. Then, Teacher Su said, "Oh, I won't run today. Sit down. "I didn't run. I should be happy, but I'm sad. I don't think I should.
A few weeks after class, I dreamed that my classmates said, "You are so good at pretending ..." That night, I said to myself, "I can't pretend to be sick any more!" Then, I slept soundly that night.
After what happened, I gradually forgot. In the fifth grade, the teacher said, you can't lie ... I remembered that I was sick again, so I said to the teacher, I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong, please forgive me!
I made a mistake. Excellent composition 3 In my 8-year-old years, I experienced an unforgettable mistake, which was caused by my curiosity.
At that time, I saw my father holding a cigarette every day, taking a sip and spitting out a lot of cigarettes. I am curious.
One day, while my father was out and my mother was in another room, I quietly "stole" a cigarette from my father's cigarette case, took a lighter from the tea table and put the cigarette butt into the flame. Just lit, the smoke rushed out like a naughty child, changing patterns in the air at will, turning into a circle and a square. Sometimes there is a small snake crawling in the air, but it will gradually fade away, spread out and disappear into the air.
I was curious, so I pretended to imitate my father. I put the cigarette in my mouth and took a long breath. I coughed before I could spit it out. It seems that this cigarette is really a bad thing, but why does my father like smoking so much? Just when I was puzzled, my mother opened the door and said, "Xinyu, are you hungry?" Do you want to eat? " I was afraid that my mother would find out, so she stuffed the cigarette under the sofa without thinking. But my mom found out. She ran in a panic and grabbed the cigarette. I saw that the sofa had turned black, and a small hole was burned in some places. "Xinyu, why are you doing this? What if the sofa burns and catches fire? " Mother put out the cigarette, put it on the table, turned around and scolded me angrily. My tears suddenly flooded into my eyes, turned several times, and then flowed down like a stream. I regret it very much, because I almost caused irreparable losses and unforgivable mistakes.
That time, I was wrong and almost made an unforgivable mistake out of curiosity.
I made a mistake. I have done many things since I was a child. Some things make me feel happy and interesting, and some things make me learn knowledge. Some inspired me; Some things I regret ... What I can't forget are the wrong things.
One day at noon, I went to the hanging garden with a group of friends. When I arrived at the elevator, I suddenly thought of a prank. We pressed all the elevator buttons once. We thought it was funny. We pushed them from 1 building to the 34th floor, and then from the 34th floor to 1 building. Every button was spared, but our laughter kept circulating in every corner of every floor. In a short time, all the buttons in the building were pressed by us, and no one was spared. At that time, we only felt happy and never felt anything wrong.
When I got home, I saw my mother's listless appearance, so I went over and asked my mother, "What's wrong with you, mom?" Are you sick? " Mom said, "At noon today, when I came home, the elevator went up and down for a while, and then stopped on every floor, which kept me waiting for a long time." It's already two o'clock when I get home, and I'll be late for work again. " After hearing what my mother said, I suddenly remembered pressing the button just now. I feel very sad. Through this incident, I learned that hurting others means hurting myself.
From then on, I never dared to play in the hanging garden, let alone press the elevator. Never dare to do anything wrong again.
I was wrong. Excellent composition 5! I did something wrong again, every time. Although my mother won't be angry, I always hope that a time machine can take me back to that time. I tried to dig a hole several times, but my heart seemed to be at war with the A Bing brothers, and I couldn't find peace.
Every time I dare not sleep because of this, I broke the cup at that time. Because a Xiao Qiang crawled over, I was scared by it, so when I released my hand, the cup fell and broke! I seem to be doing something wrong every day, especially this time, because I am afraid when I do something wrong. This is the most impressive experience.
This mistake made my mother a little angry, because I usually look at the front and look at the back, I don't think things carefully enough, and sometimes I forget to bring my contact book home, so my mother is made into the second grid of anger, which is anger in anger, so I have to reflect. Ordinary small mistakes are enough to cause such big twists and turns, and I can't hurt myself anymore.
I've always wanted to make up for it, so I decided to get into the habit of putting things in order first and then taking care of other people's affairs, checking my things before going to school and going home, and gradually getting rid of my confusion. Sometimes I miss it carelessly, because I am too sure and too confident, so I must remind myself more. In addition, I want to think twice before you act, think twice before you act, and don't lose big because of small things.
Self-reflection is a good thing, because it can correct mistakes. I like it. It will make me feel much more comfortable. In the future, I will always develop the habit of self-reflection and make my popularity better and better.
I made a mistake. I remember when I was six years old, I made a mistake, that is, I accidentally broke my mother's favorite vase.
That day, I was playing with toys at home when the doorbell rang. I rushed over and only heard a bang. Oh, no, I broke my mother's favorite vase! I panicked. I don't know if my mother will hit me. I dare not open the door for my mother and say to her, "I'm in the bathroom, you wait outside." I quickly brought a broom and dustpan, cleaned the broken glass on the ground, poured it into the trash can and mopped the floor with a mop. Let mom come in. When mom comes home, she says, "Baby, why is this place a little wet?" I said,' I thought the floor was a little dirty, so I mopped it for you.' Mom said,' That's very kind of you. I looked down and blushed involuntarily.
In the evening, I came to the community garden unexpectedly. A puppy barked at me, as if to say, "accuse me of not changing my wrong behavior." I thought about it for a long time and decided to tell my mother about it.
I went home, walked to my mother with my head down and admitted my mistake in a low voice. I thought my mother would scold me, but she actually smiled, touched my face and said, "honey, it's okay." It is a good boy to admit mistakes bravely. Be careful next time. " "
Through this incident, I understand a truth. To tell the truth, as long as you admit your mistakes and correct them, you will be forgiven by others.
I made a mistake. It was a sunny day. As usual, I study happily with my classmates and teachers in class. However, a recess changed my mood. A mistake entangled my heart.
At the end of the second Chinese class, like my classmates, I came to the corridor with a smile, which was very open. Some students have played there before, so I think there should be no danger. So, Zhao and other students took out their own balls, sometimes kicking, sometimes holding out their chests, sometimes holding them high, sometimes flying high, sometimes rolling low, and sometimes flying high. Suddenly, a ball flew towards me. Without thinking, I flew up and kicked my right foot in the air. I saw the ball fly to a very high place quickly. There was a bang in my ear, followed by a crash. I was caught off guard and my heart tightened. The electric baton was knocked down at the height of the corridor. At this time, the students lost their feelings and gathered around and talked about it.
Following the teacher's arrangement, after I came home from school, I told my parents honestly and admitted my mistake. My parents didn't blame me too much because I had the courage to undertake it. My father bought a new electric baton and reinstalled it. This matter has a happy ending.
Now, whenever I walk in the corridor of the school, I will look at the lamp that my father changed and broke when I played football, and my responsibility and responsibility will arise.
I made a mistake. Today is a sunny day. We had a half-day class in the morning and continued to hold a sports meeting in the afternoon. Last time, due to the weather, there were only 800-meter mixed relay races and tire crushing. I only had a tire rolling, but I had to change it because my friend was not feeling well.
Originally, I refused to live or die, but no one came, rascal!
I have no choice but to bite the bullet and run. There are two men and two women participating in the 800-meter relay. Because of the poor foundation, I ran the first leg. I ran like hell, but I didn't expect to sprain my foot at the corner, so I couldn't run fast (I know it was my fault)
Finally, we ran to the second from the bottom. Yuan ran out of the finish line, and he slammed the baton to the ground. Actually, I feel guilty. I didn't expect the students to stand up and say it seemed easy and put all the' charges' on me. what can I do? Things have changed. What's the use of talking so much? Besides, I don't have to go there again and again. I'm willing to do that. Who wants this? Really! I even tried to push it off n seconds before running, but how many people stood up at that time?
Am I a doormat? Why do you treat me like this instead of being comforted when I run away? After all your efforts, you have to be criticized by some people? ) Am I wrong? Should I really not attend? I think. I don't understand. I can't figure out what people's mouths are for.
I was wrong. As the saying goes, there is no regret medicine, which is absolutely true. I did something I regret very much today.
In the morning, we were reading when suddenly the classroom door opened. The Chinese teacher came into the classroom, looked at everyone and said, "Take out last night's homework and I'll check it."
Shit, I didn't do my homework last night. What shall we do? My heart is pounding. The teachers are checking one by one, and soon they are in front of me, and my heart is beating even harder. If the teacher finds out that I didn't do my homework, I will be very angry. No, I have to do something. In desperation, I came up with a way to replace the homework the day before yesterday. God bless, don't let the teacher see through it ...
When the teacher came to me, I took out my notebook in fear and trembling and slowly opened it. How I wish the teacher wouldn't read carefully. At this moment, my heart is about to jump out of my throat.
"Is this your homework last night?" The teacher looked at me sternly and questioned me.
"Yes … no … I … I forgot." I'm afraid and hesitant, and I don't know what to say.
"If you forget, take the old homework instead?" The teacher angrily stepped onto the platform and took out a "ruler" from the desk box. I lowered my head and closed my eyes, waiting for the storm to come. The teacher came to me with a ruler. To my surprise, she even put a "ruler" in my hand and asked me to hit her, saying that it was her fault that I forgot to do my homework. Who told her not to call me to remind me? God, this is social logic! At this moment, I was so ashamed that I couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground.
I know the teacher can't bear to hit me. However, how can I be willing to hit the teacher? Looking at her disappointed eyes, my tears blurred my vision. I bowed my head and said seriously, "Teacher, you are right, but I was wrong ..."
Excellent composition 10 I made a mistake. One thing is deeply imprinted on my mind. Every time I think about it, my face turns red and I want to find a hole to get into.
One severe winter, the weather was very cold, and the earth trembled with cold. I have to do broadcast gymnastics after two classes, but going out in such cold weather will freeze. I have to find a chance not to go out to do exercises. I had a brainwave and thought of it! I remember the teacher said before: "Students with stomachache can rest in the classroom without going out to do exercises."
I quickly pretended to be sick: my left hand covered my stomach, my right hand laboriously supported the table, and my mouth kept moaning. When the teacher saw my groaning in pain, he asked me with concern, "Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Are you uncomfortable? " I pretended to nod, but I didn't expect the teacher to really believe me and said, "Well, have a good rest in class!" " "I secretly pleased, thinking: Ha ha! You can finally stop doing exercises. I saw the students on the playground doing exercises regardless of the cold, and their faces showed shame.
During the break, the students were free to play, but I was afraid of showing the cloven foot, so I held back my fingers and didn't go out to play.
Concentrate on the class after class and take the initiative to raise your hand to speak. The teacher praised me and said, "Students, you must learn from Zhang. Although he was ill, he listened carefully and raised his hand to speak. This spirit is worth learning. "
After listening to the teacher, I bowed my head in shame. I failed the trust of my teachers and classmates. Teacher, I was wrong!
Excellent composition 1 1 I made a mistake. Just a few nights ago. Mother lent me her No.2 mobile phone to set the early alarm clock. That mobile phone has a dark gray shell, a pink pig and a cute duckling on its head, and the words "feel the duck's strength" are on it. I put my mobile phone on the bedside table and then lay down to sleep.
I heard my mother's footsteps disappear at the bedroom door. I climbed out of the bed and thought excitedly, "Mom is finally asleep, so I can get up and look at my mobile phone." I opened the browser in my mobile phone and found my favorite cartoon-King Kong. I turned down the sound and watched it with relish. Of course, I'm not completely at ease. I pricked up my ears and paid close attention to what was going on outside the room.
Suddenly, I heard a light footstep. I was very nervous and suddenly felt uneasy. I turned off my cell phone as quickly as possible, put it back on the bedside table, covered myself with a quilt, closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Sure enough, my mother gently pushed the door and came in. Seeing my eyes closed, she turned off the night light and left. I waited for a while to make sure that my mother would not come again. I started watching cartoons with my mobile phone again. It was almost 1 1 o'clock when I yawned and lay down to sleep.
The alarm clock rang for a long time the next day to wake me up, and things didn't go well. Mom found that the battery of the mobile phone was low, so she checked the application records and found that I was peeking at cartoons with my mobile phone. Mother was very angry and criticized me for not sneaking around like this. Besides, she won't lend me her mobile phone again. I really made a mistake this time.
Excellent composition 12 I made a mistake. It's in grade five. I have been afraid to tell my mother. I will tell you about it today.
One day at noon, Mr. Huang came over with a thick stack of test papers. Fifteen buckets full of water in my heart-I'm so anxious that I'm afraid I won't do well in the exam and I'll be scolded at home. I'm concentrating on this. Then, suddenly, the radio shouted, "Please call the members of the drum team to the Young Pioneers' room. "I complained," If I had known, I wouldn't have joined the drum team. "When I came back, I found that the math test paper was' gone'. God, I still have two application problems to finish, both of which are 7 points. I thought to myself: this is over, 90 points will not be guaranteed, and maybe even 80 points will not be guaranteed. After the papers were handed out, I only got 79 points. My heart suddenly mentioned my throat, and I was either scolded or beaten.
When I got home, my mother asked me how many points I got in the exam. I thought, just say one. I don't want to sign the exam anyway, but is it worthy of my mother? Say the real score? I was going to be scolded again ... I was cornered and finally I said, "90 points." Mother nodded and said nothing.
Since I lied, my heart is like a stone. No matter where I go, the number "79" seems to tell me: "Children who lie are not good children. You only got 79 points, but you told your mother that you got 90 points. " I was so scared that I finally tasted lying. I decided to confess to my mother, but I was afraid, so I had to write to you. Mom, I know I was wrong. I will never lie again.
I made a mistake. When I was caught in a dark whirlpool, I was almost suffocated by the rising tide. When I tried to find an exit, I could only watch myself struggling in vain, and my regretful feet were tied. The water that should be quiet is full of my own voice, so I can only turn around here until then. If I am saved, I will admit that I was wrong.
He has repeatedly touched my bottom line, although it is only a small matter, but I can't do it. I didn't realize what we had done until I caught a glimpse of his depressed back. I yelled at him because of a misunderstanding? But when the water boiled, he opened the lid; Break the wall brick when the storm strikes; When the gas is full, it ignites a spark, which leads to self-injury. Am I wrong?
From that moment on, I fell into a whirlpool and began to spin endlessly. I knew that if I was willing to swim up, I would have a chance to be rescued, but I didn't think my life was threatened, so I kept swimming until I had a splitting headache and dizziness and retching. I realized that from the moment I shouted, I was swept into the sea by the crazy waves of anger.
I began to try to break the invisible barrier on the top-the glass wall that I couldn't apologize for because of my thin face, until I broke through it, saw a pair of strong hands, went deep into the cold darkness, clenched my already weak arm and dragged out endless cold and darkness.
When I finally opened my eyes, I saw that those hands were his. I admitted that I was wrong. It was he who helped me out of the predicament and went to glory in the whirlpool I had fallen into.
I made a mistake. Today is the first day of New Year's Day. It's very late to come back from my grandmother's house for the Chinese New Year holiday, but my mother still agrees to play badminton with me.
We played well at first, but then we couldn't play well.
I began to blame my mother: "will you play better?" ! "
Mother said, "I'm tired. Let's go home. "
So we went home unhappy.
When I got home, my father looked at me unhappy and asked, "Why is the baby unhappy?" I told you I can't type well. Dad said, "After a busy day, my mother is tired and still plays ball with you.". How hard it is! " "
I cried.
My mother said to me gently, "My brother likes cakes very much, but I don't want him to eat too much." . Mother whispered to her brother,' Today is the first day of the New Year. Your mother doesn't want you to eat too much cake. Can you give her a New Year present? My brother immediately stopped eating. "
I know what my mother means. Yes, I should also give my mother a happy holiday gift.
So, I quietly walked into the study and wrote a note to my mother: "Mom, I was wrong, I hope you are happy."
I stuffed the note to my mother, then put my arm around her neck and said, "Mom, let's have a family photo with my father!" " "
"good!" My mother gave me a happy kiss.
When we shouted "Tomatoes-"together, the camera left a happy smiling face of our family.
Excellent composition 15 I made a mistake. I remember that day, my parents went to work in the factory, and I was alone at home, walking around bored. Suddenly, a flash of light caught my eye immediately. It was my father's tie. It lay quietly in the sun, shining with silver light. How amazing! I think of a kind of silk cut before, which is also silver. No matter how I cut it, I can't stop. Is dad's tie made of this silk, too? I wonder if the tie can be cut open? So, I curiously picked up the scissors and cut them. Ah, I didn't expect a small cut to appear on my tie. At this time, I panicked and thought: Oh, what a cut. what can I do? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-running around. Suddenly, I had a brainwave and glued the hole together. Isn't it okay? I proudly took out a bottle of glue and stuck it hard ... but instead of sticking it, it stuck my tie. Things are getting worse. I'm depressed and I can't think of any other way to fix it.
The next day, my father tied his tie and prepared to go to work in the factory. However, as soon as he took a few steps, he lifted his tie and became speechless. My face turned white with fear, so I ran to another room and closed the door ... After a while, my mother knocked at the door, and I opened the door trembling. Every time my mother asks, my tears roll out. I thought my father would hit me. My father touched my head and said, "Don't cry, just don't do stupid things in the future."
Although my parents forgave me, I can't forget it.