My little secret composition 1 My little secret is like a cloud in the sky, countless. Now, let me tell you a little secret that I will never forget!
I remember when I was a child, I was only seven or eight years old. One day, I bought a bunch of bright and beautiful roses and prepared to put them in a vase in the living room to decorate this warm home. But I'm not very tall. The vase is very high on the shelf. What should I do? I racked my brains, thought and thought, and suddenly I had a brainwave. I moved to a small stool, stood on it by myself, raised my hand, held the roses high and stood on tiptoe, trying to put this bunch of roses in the vase. Unfortunately, the vase slipped from the side before the flowers were put in. Before reaching out, the vase fell to the ground and plopped into pieces. I was so frightened that I was on pins and needles. I feel like a rabbit in my heart, very restless. That's mom's favorite glass vase! If I tell my mother about this, will my mother severely criticize me? My mind is in a fierce struggle, as if there are two people fighting in my head.
The sound of broken vases woke up my father who was taking a nap. He walked out of the bedroom in a daze, saw the debris on the ground and asked, "What's the matter?" I hesitated for a moment and had to tell him the whole story in detail. I thought my father would be furious, but he didn't. He just said to me in good faith, "You dare to admit what you did wrong and don't hide it. This is progress." After listening to my father, I really want to tell my mother the truth. At night, I was still afraid to tell my mother, so I made a face at my father, and my father helped me hide.
Until now, whenever I think about it, I feel ashamed, just like a brand is deeply engraved in my mind.
My little secret composition 2 "Alas, it's another training class. It is dull and boring. " While packing my schoolbag, I tooted in a low voice.
"By the way, why don't you bring something to steal in class?" Seeing the chocolate on the table, I had a whim. Just do it-grab two chocolates and put them in the bag.
In class, I try to sit up straight and try to let my little moves escape the teacher's "eyes". But the teacher kept staring at me with his keen eyes, which made me want to take chocolate back. Did the teacher find out? I thought to myself, my palms were sweating.
I can't help sitting up straighter, standing straighter and staring at the blackboard with bright eyes. I hope the teacher didn't see any flaws.
Here's your chance! I was secretly pleased, and one hand was fidgeting-I reached into the drawer involuntarily, but the other hand was still quietly on the table.
After a while in the drawer, the package has been taken away by me, and the chocolate is lying quietly in my hand. At this time, the teacher just turned to write on the blackboard. I quickly lowered my head and put it in my mouth. As soon as the teacher turned around, I sat up straight as if nothing had happened.
The taste of chocolate is really sweet, which makes the boring classroom colorful.
While I was still immersed in the delicious food, suddenly, the teacher called the roll and asked me to answer the question. I stood up slowly, afraid to speak. But the teacher's eyes want to see through me. I can only dodge the teacher's eyes and prevaricate and dare not speak. The teacher was a little angry and startled, so I swallowed the dates and answered the questions.
Fortunately, the teacher was satisfied with my answer and nodded to me to sit down. I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at my palm. It was already wet.
Although I was scared, I couldn't resist the temptation. I finished my chocolate as usual and licked my lips.
Shh! This is my little secret!
My little secret composition 3 I have a little secret that I've always wanted to tell a close friend. Now, I want to say it here.
Once, "Ding, Ding", the class began. The teacher said, "I brought 100 yuan to pay the security fee at noon today." The students all said loudly, "I see." After school at noon, I went home and asked my father, "Dad, can you lend me one hundred dollars? We have to pay tuition. " So, my father took out a hundred dollars from his pocket. I'm glad to go back to school. Who knows, on the way, I don't know who missed my eyes. Because I was wearing a skirt, I put my money in my skirt pocket and skipped on the road. At school, a student said, "Do you have money?" Another classmate cried and said, "What should I do? I didn't bring it. " I said confidently, "You are so real, I brought it, haha." Said, and then touched the pocket. "Oh, this is not very good. It's gone. What was clearly inside just now may have been lost. " I said sadly. My classmates comforted me. Later, my classmate's mother lent me money. I didn't tell my parents in the evening. A few days ago, through my efforts, my parents rewarded me 100 yuan, and I returned the money to my classmate's mother. However, mom and dad still don't know how my money disappeared. How difficult it is for mom and dad to earn money! I must be filial to them when I grow up.
This is my secret. Ah! I finally told the secret today, and I feel very comfortable. Ha ha. This tells me that you should do everything with your heart and not be careless.
My little secret composition 4 has always hidden a little secret in my heart, just like a little star in the sky. Now let me share the brightest "Big Dipper" with you!
But it's a little shy to say it. Here's the thing.
When I was very young, when I was in kindergarten, I knew nothing about some things, which can be said to be childish and ridiculous!
At that time, the kindergarten was on holiday and it was Sunday. I'm at home with my mother, and my mother is washing clothes, so I have to cut my throat.
At first, I played with my mother's newly bought toys in bed. Tired of playing, I climbed to the bedside table and wanted to drink water from my small paper cup. When I looked up to drink water, I found a person in front of me, and that person was me. When I touched her, I felt that she was flat and cold to the touch. At first, I thought that my mother must have bought something magical, so I made a gesture and made it. I painted myself like a monster with my mother's lipstick, but I had a good time. I rowed forward with my hand and accidentally came across this magical thing my mother bought. "bang!" With a loud noise, this magical thing was broken by me. I was dumbfounded. If my mother knew I was finished, But then my mother heard a voice calling me and her footsteps. I quickly kicked it under the bed. My mother ran to see what happened. I quickly jumped from the table to the bed and began to play with toys. My mother saw nothing, so she went out of the bedroom and started washing clothes. I know I'm in big trouble
Tomorrow morning, my mother looked for her Poké mon, and she asked me if I had seen her mirror. I pretended to play with my toys carefully and said, "No!" " "I finally understand that what I call magic is a mirror!
Up to now, my mother hasn't found the mirror, and she hasn't found it broken and hidden by me.
A secret is that others don't know, and the owner of the secret knows, but my secret has been known by everyone, which is not a secret!
My little secret composition 5 has one thing, I always want to say to my mother, "Mom, I'm sorry."
I was doing my homework that day, and I kept thinking about a toy store furniture model. Price 100 yuan, I want to buy it for fun. However, my mother won't let me buy it. Suddenly, I saw that my mother's handbag had no zipper. So I borrowed 100 yuan from my mother to buy a model. After school, I play truant and go home. When I got home, I saw that my mother seemed to be looking for something, so I said to my mother, "Mom, what are you looking for?" "I'm missing 100 yuan. Did you see it? " My mother answered me while looking for it. I blushed and said to my mother, "Of course I haven't seen it. I just got back. " Mother nodded incredulously. After that, I hurried back to my room with my schoolbag on my back. I looked at the model in a hidden place, and my heart was shaking. I thought, what should I do? Mom found that she lost 100 yuan. That hundred dollars is my mother's hard-earned money. Should I sell the model and return the money to my mother? I passed the toy store the next day, looked at the beautiful model, touched it a few times, and 100 yuan was returned to the toy store. I suddenly feel much more relaxed. When I got home, I quietly put 100 yuan by her pillow while my mother was taking a bath. The next day, he told me excitedly, "Daughter, look how stupid I am to put money by the pillow." After that, she laughed and I laughed.
Although I have returned this 100 yuan to my mother, I really want to use this article to say to my mother, "Mom, I'm sorry I stole your money on a whim. Will you please forgive me? " Although it has been a long time, it is still vivid.
My little secret composition 6 I have a little secret in my heart and won't tell anyone. But I'll tell you today. Don't tell anyone.
On a weekend, my mother went shopping. Before going out, she told me to finish my homework. I nodded. After a while, I finished my homework and went to read on the shelf. When I opened the book, two five-dollar coins suddenly fell out. I thought, "Who put this in? However, there is always ten dollars. Can I use it to buy my favorite magnet? " I didn't even think about it. I took the ten dollars and suddenly ran out of the house to buy a magnet. I had a good time as soon as I got home.
After a while, I heard the click of my mother's high heels. I quickly put away the magnet and went downstairs to see my mother. After entering the room, my mother picked up the ten-dollar book as if looking for something. Looking for it for a long time, she couldn't find it. She asked, "Lulu, did you see two fives in the book?" I said guiltily, "No … I didn't see it." Mom went on to say, "Then help me find it again quickly. I have to use it to buy salt! " "I said," good! So, when my mother wasn't looking, I stuffed the remaining five dollars into a magazine and said loudly, "Mom, here is five dollars. "Mom came to have a look and said," You are great! Take you to eat hamburgers in the evening. " I said, "Why?" "Because you helped mom find the money." Mom said with a smile.
That night, I was always absent-minded, and hamburgers were not as sweet as before. This is a little secret in my heart, which makes me ashamed and can't be forgotten for a long time!
My Little Secret Composition 7 About my little secret, I said it, and maybe you will laugh at me for it, but if I don't say it, you may not know me. Since I still hope someone can understand me, I'm ready to be laughed at by you, and I'll tell my little secret.
I was a slob when I was a child.
Maybe you will say, is this a secret? But I think it's my little secret. Now I am a clean student, not that little slacker. This little secret was not a secret when I was young, but it became my secret when I grew up. No one knows my little secret except those adults who know my little secret.
When I was a child, I was a little sloppy because I loved to cry. Every time I cry, my tears flow all over my body, and my face is chapped because I cry too much. When I heard those jokes, the adults said that I was a little lazy. When I was a child, my parents used a shoe brush to bathe me. I don't remember being brushed by a shoe brush, but I still remember clearly that the adults made fun of me for being sloppy.
Every time they talk about my childhood, my childhood, they will make me look like a little sloppy, and even sing the song "Little sloppy, really sloppy" at the dinner table, which makes me blush when I sit next to dinner. I don't know whether to leave the table with a rice bowl or bury my head in it.
As for the fact that I love to cry all over my body, I admit that it does exist. In this way, when I was a child, I really looked like a little slacker in the eyes of others. I am covered with tears and nose, and even my little face is like a cracked earth, which makes people feel sloppy.
But this little secret can be told by me today, which proves that I don't care anymore. I'm ready to be laughed at by everyone. Say it. I will never be a slacker again.
My little secret composition 8 Everyone has his own little secret, but he just doesn't want to make it public. I have a little secret, too, but now I have to say it. Really embarrassed, very upset!
I was almost found that day. Fortunately, grandma posted it back for me.
When I was a child, my sister always called me fat, and every time she called me "piggy treasure!" " "But I won't answer back, because I am fat and stupid, and I really look like a stupid pig. But that day she called me "Little Pig Bao" again. I ran downstairs in a rage, but I accidentally saw my mother's favorite high heels. I couldn't help putting them on and asked my grandmother if they looked good. I'm completely different from what I was just angry and furious. But suddenly I heard my mother's footsteps coming downstairs. I quickly put it back, but I accidentally broke it! Fortunately, grandma quickly glued it in three seconds, which was not found by her mother, but she couldn't wear it anymore, which made her very sad.
But I'm afraid that something will happen one day, and it's strange to keep such a secret in my heart. I offered to apologize to my mother. Unexpectedly, my mother said that my shoes were broken and she wanted me to relax. She also said: "The old ones don't go, and the new ones don't come!" However, I am sorry that I "killed" my pig to make up for my mother. I am relieved to see my mother happy.
Although my "piggy treasure" is gone, I don't think it's a pity at all, because I don't want to live in my own conscience condemnation, which will keep me awake all my life.
I won't wear mom's high heels again, or I'll break her shoes again, and I'm sure I'll feel bad!
On the weekend of September, my parents asked me to stay at home and do my homework, and then I went to work. I watched them go far away, and quickly took out the environmental protection bag prepared before and went out.
After walking for fifteen minutes, I came to the park. Looking around for a week, I found that only a few people in the park were doing morning exercises, and they didn't know each other. At this time, my nervous heart finally relaxed. After visiting the park, I came to the table tennis table, gently picked up a bottle on the grass and quickly put it into the environmental protection bag. Soon I picked up a dozen bottles. I took a bag of bottles home. After finishing my homework, I took the bottle to the recycling station and sold it. The people there gave me a Zhang Yiyuan and a fifty cents. I carefully put the money into the piggy bank. There are many ones, dimes, dimes and dimes in it, all of which I got by picking up bottles.
Why should I pick up the bottle to change money? Because-I am from Hunan, and my parents have been working in Guangdong. From an early age, I heard from my grandparents that my parents worked very hard to earn tuition for my sister and me. When I was 6 years old, my parents brought my sister and me to school here. Every morning, my parents go out to work and come back very late. They are reluctant to add a dress to themselves, but we are not stingy with what we need for study. There is always something delicious for my sister and me. Parents only ask us to study hard and get into a good school in the future. Later, I went to the park to play and found some bottles on the ground ... Since then, I have been picking up bottles every weekend morning, and I want to save money to buy school supplies.
This is my little secret. The experience of picking up bottles made me understand that it is not easy for my parents to make money, and also made me deeply understand their love for me.
My little secret composition 10 is complicated and thought-provoking. It crisscrosses my heart. The long-sealed secret was uncovered again. Open your heart and listen slowly.
Tracing back to my ignorant childhood, my father often mentioned my grandfather's death. My father often said that my grandfather is proficient in all kinds of famous musical instruments, and his calligraphy is neat and generous. He is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. When I was born, my grandfather had been dead for many years. Although we have never met, I am full of praise for my father. My admiration for my grandfather arises spontaneously. I have such an excellent grandfather that I want to have my own expertise.
I have never discussed my thoughts with my family since primary school. I am afraid that I will be opposed by my family. Therefore, this secret has been hidden in my heart, and even my closest friends have never known my heart.
Now I am coming slowly, and I have encountered more and more setbacks. Whenever setbacks come, I will always quietly recall the wonderful piano music. My innate sensitivity to piano urges me to bring every note of piano music into my mind. The pure and thorough sound of the piano washed my spiritual world, and learning the piano became an unspeakable secret.
Over the years, piano has become a knot in my heart. It is like a bright light in the dark, guiding me to explore the dawn of the future. Nevertheless, it's just my beautiful fantasy, my vision for the future and my inner desire. I always keep it in my heart and don't want to share it with others. Maybe five years later, 10 years later, maybe I am old, I will definitely sigh and sigh the secrets I have passed in my youth.
Now that the secret has been shared, the boulder in my heart sank to the bottom, and I sighed long and enjoyed my whole body's comfort.
The secret is hidden in the heart, and the secret that has been buried for a long time is seen again. Open your heart, please listen slowly, listen to my secrets and my complicated thoughts.
My little secret composition 1 1 In my heart, there are many little secrets, like the stars in the sky, which are countless. Some of them inspire me and let me move forward; Some make me regret it and learn from it; Some of them make me very excited ... these secrets grew with me. And that secret made me ashamed and made me realize that I should be an excellent and honest boy.
That was when I was eight or nine years old. At that time, I studied hard and got good grades in the mid-term exam. My father was very happy and rewarded me with a glider. Forget about my joy!
That day, my father went to work and my mother was taking a nap. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I have been thinking about the plane, so I secretly put on my clothes, crept out of the plane, and quickly opened the package to play. I took out the plane, found out the remote control, put on the battery and started to operate. The plane went up and down, left and right. Just when I was having fun, the plane hit the fish tank and began to smoke ... it was broken! I'm scared. What should I do? It wasn't long before dad bought the plane at a high price! My mind is blank, it's over! I couldn't care less, so I picked up the plane, put it in a packaging bag, and pretended to read a book.
After a while, mom woke up and asked me to do my homework. I felt guilty and finished my homework carefully without saying a word. My mother was very satisfied and let me play the plane for a while. I was shocked and stammered, "I ... I don't want to play." Mom was surprised: "How can you be so sensible? Play for a while! " I have to say, "well ... I'll play outside." My hands are sweating and my heart is about to jump into my throat. I quickly took out the plane and ran out quickly.
Out of the house, I was shaking with fear. I wandered around for a long time before I went home quietly and hid the plane secretly. From then on, I never dared to take it out to play, but fortunately my parents didn't ask again.
Until now, my parents still don't know that the plane fell into the fish tank by me, but every time I think about it, I feel ashamed. I wrote down the secret and decided to tell my mother the truth and be an honest boy!
Little secret composition on the day I was born 12.
When I was born, my mother was not strong enough. The doctor clamped my cheek with tweezers and called me out. On the first night after birth, I cried, probably because my cheek was pinched during the day. Every time I cry, my father holds me in his arms and shakes me gently, so I don't cry.
Who hatched me?
When I was five years old, my father once told me a story about a little penguin, telling me that the little penguin was hatched by his father. When my father finished, I asked with a puzzled face, "Who hatched me?" Happy parents smiled.
The origin of my name
Before I was born, my father said that he liked his daughter. As a result, my mother really gave birth to a daughter. My father thought it was providence, so he named me "Tianyi" without hesitation, because the pronunciation of "Tianyi" and "Providence" is similar. My name has another meaning: there are traces of flying in the sky. This is also my little wish.
My grateful teacher signed the book.
When I was in the second grade, my father helped me to make a beautiful and unique gratitude teacher signature form. On the first page of the album, there is a paragraph written by my parents: On the first day, there are traces of your flying in the sky, which is our best wish to you. Daughters flying in the sky cannot be separated from the teaching and training of many teachers. Every teacher has unforgettable memories and deep feelings ... Teachers are the eternal "stars" in our hearts. May my daughter's teacher leave a precious signature here, so that we can be grateful and remember it for life.
Now, my gratitude signature sheet already has the precious signature of teacher 10.
My little secret composition 13 I have a tiny little secret hidden in my heart for a long time. Today, I finally can't help it, so I'll tell you. ...
It was a winter afternoon and I was playing outside alone. Suddenly, I heard small footsteps, very light and slow, which seemed very sad. It can't be a ghost I don't want to go back, because it is close to evening, and I am really afraid to see a pair of bloodshot eyes. But the footsteps are getting closer and closer, as if roaring. What shall we do? Look, or don't look, great curiosity broke through the fear, and my body turned involuntarily, ah! I really saw a pair of red eyes, but they were small and moist. When I looked intently, it turned out to be an injured white rabbit.
So-what do we do now? Whether to leave it alone or take it away from my mother, I looked at the little white rabbit. Its hair was dyed red with blood, its ears were still bleeding, its feet were cut in half, and its eyes were full of sadness. At this time, my brain began to be anemic again. I decided to keep this rabbit.
It's not easy for the white rabbit to stay. To prepare its clothing, food, shelter and transportation, we have to consider my parents, who are covered with long hair at the sight of livestock. In other words, I must have secretly raised the rabbit. After three rounds of examination, I chose a relatively safe and remote tree under the pile of dead leaves between two stones. I went to my house and quietly got a cage, vegetables and other food. I brought some soap, medicine and bandages. After I took it with trepidation, I began to clean the wound, rub medicine, feed and tie bandages for the rabbit. Because my uncle is a doctor, I always do these things with ease. In order not to make it lonely, I also made a simple small swing with rope and wood. Although it was unnecessary, I put some food on the swing. Because its feet were cut off, so that a head could be eaten.
This is my little secret. You can't tell anyone.
My little secret composition 14 Everyone has many little secrets in his heart. Today, I tell you my little secret. Don't tell anyone! It has brought me a lot of happiness in my busy study life. The secret will be revealed soon. Let's go! Take you and my friends to see my "base"!
One day last summer vacation, my friends and I were bored in the community and wanted to build our own "base". So, everyone "hands-on". We first selected a meadow surrounded by trees in the community, and then started the construction of the "base". We found a lot of small waste furniture to put in the "base", including tables, chairs, cabinets, boards, umbrellas, alarm clocks, clothes hangers, carpets, electric fans, sticks and so on. There really is everything. We are glad to see that the "base" has finally been built.
The next morning, we came to the "base" in high spirits, only to find that it had been destroyed. We are very angry, but we have no choice but to rebuild. But how can we prevent it from being destroyed again? We thought of building organs. So, we set up four "organs" for the "base": one is to dig a big pit, put a piece of cardboard on it and sprinkle soil; The second is to straighten a rope and tie both ends to a big tree; The third is to pour the shower gel into a big basin and fix it on the ground with iron pillars; The fourth is to fill several buckets with water and put it on the branches. Since the establishment of these "organs", the number of times the "base" was destroyed has indeed decreased.
Although the "base" is safe, the border of the "base" is still "constantly at war". In order to prevent the "base" from being occupied by invaders, we collected many "weapons", including sticks, wood blade, hooks, hammers and whips. In order to defend these "weapons", we dug another cellar to hide the "weapons", covered the cellar with wooden boards, sprinkled some soil and put the writing desk on it.
So far, our "base" has been relocated 9 times, renovated 16 times, and has 10 weapons. How's it going? Not bad, huh? However, this is my little secret. You mustn't tell anyone!
My little secret composition 15 math exam is a miracle for me. Because I got 98 points, which is the highest score in my math exam. But there is also a little secret.
Before the exam, Mr. Huang, the math teacher, asked us to write our own questions, make our own standard answers and send them to other students. I felt the difficulty of the proposer from the question. Because the number needs to be changed, but it must be calculated; You need to change the type of problem before you can consider it a problem. I also realized the difficulty of doing the problem from the question. The question type must be close to the book and the difficulty should be set appropriately. But I like to innovate by myself!
Although it is difficult to ask a question, we have also gained a lot of fruits. From the question type, I can guess what kind of questions are on the test paper; It also allows us to study and explore how to create and solve problems; What is even more rare is that we can find our own shortcomings from the problems we solve ourselves and correct them, so as to ensure that we will not make the same mistakes again.
But I think there should be no one to do it after the problem is finished. I think students with similar grades are slightly worse, and students with good grades are better. Because only in the questions given by students with similar levels will there be no problem of "the questions are too difficult". However, when two students with similar grades solve problems with each other, communication is more convenient, and the two students will not speak because of the difference in grades.
The reason why there was a little secret in that math exam was that there were four or five questions in the exam, and some multiple-choice questions had been practiced similarly when doing other students' questions.
So, I want to thank Mr. Huang. It was she who came up with a good idea and let us work out the questions ourselves. Usually we only know how to do the problem, but we never pay attention to why we do it. Is there any other way to solve this problem? If we change the numbers, will we do so? But that time, the question made us a "proposer", which was very fresh and challenging!