The story of me and the red scarf 1 The red scarf is a corner of the five-star red flag, which was dyed red with blood by revolutionary martyrs. From the moment I put on the red scarf, it has been reminding me how to be a man …
It was a summer vacation day, and the sun was shining. I just finished the remedial class and walked to the door of the vegetable market. I saw an old woman in front with some vegetables and fruits in her hand. Her legs and feet look inconvenient, she walks up and down, and her forehead is full of sweat; Walking, suddenly the bag broke, and the fruit came out of the bag and jumped naughty on the road; At this time, the red scarf said, "You are a young pioneer, you have to help her!" " "So, I rushed over and said," Grandma, let me help you pick it up. "Grandma kept saying," Thank you, son! " I said, "Grandma, you're welcome. This is what I should do. " I looked down at the red scarf on my chest. It seems to nod at me and say, "You did the right thing, you won the red scarf! " "
Another time, on the bus, I saw an old man just get on the bus and accidentally tripped over his crutch. The whole carriage can hear a bang. At this time, the red scarf reads: "You are a young pioneer!" " "I hurried to help grandpa. Then, the adults next to him also went to help grandpa. I also gave my seat to my grandfather. After grandpa sat down, he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, Young Pioneers. You are such a good boy! ""When I heard grandpa's praise, I felt very happy. I am not proud of the shame of the red scarf!
Red scarf, like a teacher, always teaches me and makes me progress.
The story of me and the red scarf II. The red scarf is a corner of the five-star red flag and a symbol of the Young Pioneers.
I was curious about the red scarf when I was a child, because I saw many brothers and sisters wearing red cloth around their necks. I didn't know the name of red cloth was red scarf. I only have a deep obsession with bright red, and I have to pester my mother to buy me the same red scarf as them. My mother smiled and said to me, "Son, that's no ordinary red cloth." In fact, it is the symbol of the Young Pioneers. When you grow up, your mother believes that you will have one through your own efforts! "After listening to my mother's words, I am looking forward to growing up quickly and becoming a glorious young pioneer.
Ah! Go to primary school! I finally went to school, and my heart was full of longing for primary school life. I am a pupil in Liuyi Primary School, but being a young pioneer is not as easy as I thought. However, no matter how difficult it was, I didn't flinch. With my efforts and the help of my school, I finally became a glorious young pioneer. I finally got the red cloth-the red scarf. To this end, the school specially organized a new Young Pioneers activity for us. I still remember the day when I wore a red scarf, and my face was so proud and proud.
Since I became a young pioneer, I have arrived at school early every day. Study hard and help people in trouble. I also clean my red scarf every day, so I like my red scarf more and more! I hope the red scarf will grow with me. Happy every day.
This is the story of me and the red scarf. Being a young pioneer is my proudest thing.
The story of me and the red scarf 3 In the first grade, I looked at my brothers and sisters wearing red scarves and was very envious. Whenever I raise the national flag, I look at the corner of the five-star red flag and imagine that I am wearing a red scarf. When I put on this red scarf and became a young pioneer, I decided that my behavior must be worthy of this red scarf hanging on my chest.
One morning, we went to KFC for breakfast at home. The restaurant in KFC is so crowded that we can't find a place to breathe fresh air. Finally, when I got to a place, I found a mobile phone on the stool, huh? Whose is this? I looked around and there was no one around. I think: this should have been lost by the person who sat in this chair before. I will return it to him when he comes back. Wait and wait, I don't see anyone looking for a mobile phone, but it's time for class. I asked myself anxiously what to do. Just then I saw my red scarf, and he seemed to be asking me to do my duty. Just then, a man came slowly and saw me looking around. He said, "What are you doing, little friend?" I said, "I'm looking for the owner of this mobile phone." The man said, "This is mine." I thought: this is definitely not his. He walked so slowly that he didn't even touch his pockets. Don't worry, it's not his. I said, "Then please tell me the password of your mobile phone." The man was dumbfounded in an instant and had to terminate his bad idea. Forty minutes later, no one came to claim it. I thought the owner would definitely come, so I gave this mobile phone to the aunt at the front desk. I said to my aunt, "Auntie, if someone says that his mobile phone is lost, ask him the password. If it is right, it is his. " Aunt nodded her head. I looked at my mobile phone and the red scarf on my chest and left with confidence.
Now, the first-year students will join the team soon, and I remember my secret determination when I joined the team. I think I will make my red scarf more colorful.
The story of me and the red scarf 4. The bright red scarf has been flying on my chest since the first grade of primary school. During the period, I experienced many short stories about the red scarf, and the most impressive one was "Give up your seat".
I remember it was one night. On the way to school, my mother and I go home by subway. Because it is rush hour, the bus is crowded with passengers. I finally found a seat to sit down After a while, an aunt with a baby came over. I suddenly thought of the red scarf on my chest and quickly said to my aunt next to me, "Aunt, please sit here!" " Aunt smiled and said to me, "Thank you, little friend." I immediately stood up, and menstruation slowly sat down on the seat with the baby in her arms. My mother stood by, stroking my head with distress and relief, and gave me a thumbs-up. I am very happy, because it is the red scarf that gives me a noble quality, that is, helping others and being happy.
We should always remember that the red scarf is a corner of the red flag and a symbol of the motherland, which was dyed with blood and sweat by thousands of revolutionary martyrs in China, Qian Qian and Qian Qian. It has a strong revolutionary spirit, and we should pass on the excellent revolution with our own practical actions.
I will cherish my red scarf, I will always remember the meaning of the red scarf, be an honest, brave and United person, study hard, make progress every day and become a veritable young pioneer.
The story of me and the red scarf 5. The red scarf is a symbol of our young pioneers.
As young pioneers, we should cherish the red scarf and always wear our red scarf at school.
When I was seven years old, I became a glorious young pioneer. I still remember when I joined the Young Pioneers in the first grade!
I remember that it was June 1, and the scene was spectacular. It can be said that there are a sea of people, and we are arranged in three rows. Then many big brothers and sisters came to wear red scarves for us, and the red scarves fluttered on my chest.
When I came home at night, my mother told me many stories about the red scarf. It turns out that the red scarf is one of the important symbols of our young pioneers. It is a corner of the five-star red flag, dyed red with blood by revolutionary martyrs, and also represents the ardent expectations of the motherland and the people for the flowers of the motherland.
The next day, we ran ten times on the playground, sweating profusely, and my sweat dripped on the red scarf. I looked down, and the red scarf seemed to be redder, dazzling red, dazzling red, like the fiery red sun. I am very happy, my red scarf has added more beautiful colors!
I like my red scarf best, even if others take a golden mountain, I won't change it, because it symbolizes my wonderful childhood!
The story of me and the red scarf 6 "The red scarf is a corner of the national flag!" From the beginning of primary school, I was proud to wear a red scarf symbolizing the motherland, and was fortunate to be awarded the glorious title of "Young Pioneers". When I looked at the red scarf fluttering in the wind on the chest of my big brother and big sister, and I was proud of their existence, my heart was filled with emotion, and I couldn't help but gush out the water column of envy, and generate showed a spark of desire. I envy their right to hang bright red scarves on their chests. I am eager to be a qualified young pioneer one day.
Towards this goal, I strive hard, strive for the upper reaches, eagerly absorb the clear spring of knowledge in the book, gather the crystallization of teachers' verbal wisdom, and make my study advance by leaps and bounds, ranking among the best in my class. Later, I learned that the red scarf is the first star in my life and an excellent tutor. It led me to take the first step in a long life.
Time flies, the sun flies. When the first semester of senior one comes to autumn, the dream spark buried in my heart finally blooms. I stayed up all night, thinking that I would become a glorious young pioneer tomorrow, and my excited mood could not be calm for a long time. The next afternoon, the school held a sacred and solemn ceremony for all our first-year students. It has added many colors to my life, and I will never forget it.
Big brother and big sister hung a bright red scarf for us, which made our little seedlings experience the taste of success for the first time. "We are the successors of capitalism, inherit the glorious tradition of revolutionary ancestors, love the motherland and the people, and' Young Pioneers' is our proud name-"This inspiring team song flutters beautifully throughout the campus. We swear-strive to be an excellent young pioneer and add luster to our motherland in the future.
I finally became a veritable young pioneer. Began a glorious course of six years. Finally, we boarded the platform and took a group photo as a real young pioneer.
More than four years have passed, and this photo is still fresh in my memory.
When I slept that night, I couldn't bear to take it off, even when I slept. I hung it for a week before I reluctantly untied it, folded it neatly and carefully put it under the pillow; I also called my grandmother, aunt, brother, sister and so on, hoping to let the whole world know this "amazing" news at the first time. The red scarf has been with me for four years and has become a spiritual wealth that I can't erase. There are countless stories about it, but I really feel that the red scarf has accompanied me through four years of study and travel, and has been my mentor and friend through thick and thin. Looking back, we thrive under the red scarf; Looking forward to the future, we will certainly succeed under the guidance of the red scarf.
The story of me and the red scarf 7 "Salute!" When I was a child, when this resounding slogan got into my ears again and again, when the young pioneers raised their hands again and again, my heart was full of yearning! Holding your hand above your head and looking at the national flag affectionately is a seemingly simple action, but it contains many meanings! The teacher said that only students who love learning and have good moral character are eligible to join the Young Pioneers and hang red scarves. This shows that students who joined the Young Pioneers are honored. Mom said that if we join the Young Pioneers, it means that we have grown up. Then, young pioneers should be role models for other students.
In order to hang a red scarf and become a young pioneer, I have been working hard, studying hard and working actively ... Finally, in my day and night thinking, with my efforts, this day came, and the elder sister of the Young Pioneer hung a red scarf for me. Really? Is it true?/You don't say. I'm so excited that I can't believe it.
When I realized my dream, I thought about what I should and should not do. Therefore, every time I throw garbage and run, I always think of the red scarf on my chest. It was the red scarf that taught me how to do things and how to be a man.
On one occasion, the teacher asked us to write the ancient poem "Don't Move Big" silently, and suddenly forgot the word "Bay" in the poem "A Thousand Li Huang Bai Yun Tianwan". I tried hard to remember, and I felt it was right in front of me, but it was like hiding under a veil, and I couldn't remember it no matter how hard I racked my brains. As time went by, the students handed it in one after another. I'm getting nervous. What should we do? What should I do ... I was upset and watched the teacher's hand-made paper getting thicker and thicker, and my face was on fire. You know, I am a representative of Chinese class and an example for my classmates to learn. If I can't even recite this little poem, I'm sure I'll be laughed at by them ... The more I think about it, the more annoyed I get, and the sweat on my forehead is all thin. "Students who haven't finished dictation should hurry up!" The teacher's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. I'm as anxious as an ant on hot bricks, jumping straight with anxiety. At this moment, a voice came into my ear faintly. "Hey, did you add a word" edification "and" smoking "to the Japanese words? ""yes ""I see! " This voice flashed across my chaotic memory like lightning, tearing the veil of "Yi", and I quickly filled the blank with a clap of my head.
Just as I was leaving my seat, I saw the red scarf on my chest, swinging its bright red body, as if to say to me, "You are a young pioneer. Young pioneers should be honest. " Yes, honesty is like gold. How can I easily lose my most important friend-honesty-for a hundred points and a course halved? Thinking of this, I felt ashamed of my behavior and my face burned red. I sat down calmly and took a deep breath. I erased what I heard without hesitation. When handing in the dictation paper, I seemed to see the approving smile in the teacher's eyes and feel the fiery praise of the red scarf on my chest!
Red scarf, you will always be the bright light in the hearts of our young pioneers. Under your guidance, I learned to be generous, tolerant and sincere; Under your supervision, I insist on honesty and hard work; In your arms, I learned to be brave, hardworking and enterprising ... I am willing to continue to climb beautiful peaks under your guidance!
The story of me and the red scarf 8 When I was in preschool, I found that many big brothers and sisters in the school were wearing red scarves. How envious I was at that time! Always feel that wearing a red scarf is very imposing. How I wish I could grow up quickly and wear a bright red scarf like them.
Looking forward to the stars and the moon, finally, I became a first-grade pupil. On the day I joined the team, a big sister put on a bright red scarf for me. How happy I am! The red scarf also proudly said, "I finally have a master!" " "After wearing a red scarf, there was a burst of applause. However, the red scarf did not last long.
One morning, after breakfast, I absently wiped my mouth with a red scarf. "oh! Master! Why do you use me to wipe your mouth! " The red scarf screamed. "oh? Sorry. " I said shyly, and then I picked up my schoolbag and put on a stained red scarf to go to school.
When I got to school, when I was writing my homework, the pen water just leaked on the desktop, so I blindly grabbed the red scarf and wiped it twice. The red scarf started talking about me again: "How can you use me to wipe the desktop!" " ""just wiping. What's the big deal? " I say hello disapprovingly. "The red scarf said," I am your symbol, a corner of the red flag. "The red scarf is dyed red by countless martyrs with blood, and it is exchanged with the lives of PLA soldiers, so you should protect and respect me!" I listened and bowed my head in embarrassment and shame.
I remember one day in the second day of junior high school, our family went to KFC for dinner. At that time, my brother was also a small player wearing a red scarf. After eating, he grabbed the red scarf and wiped his mouth casually as before. As soon as I saw it, I said, "Brother, how can you wipe your mouth with a red scarf? The red scarf is a corner of the red flag, which was bought by PLA soldiers with their lives and dyed red by countless martyrs with blood. You have to protect it! " Hearing this, my brother froze and immediately ran to the bathroom to wash the red scarf.
In a blink of an eye, five years have passed, and I have always cherished that red scarf. I will clean it when it is dirty, and sew it stitch by stitch when it is broken, because the red scarf is solemn.
The story of me and the red scarf 9 I remember one day in the fourth grade. I was having breakfast at home and getting ready to go to school. My grandmother rummaged through the cabinets and drawers at home and said, "Wang Yueyi, why can't I find your red scarf?" I thought about it and casually said, "Oh, grandma, keep the change. I think I dropped it on the playground when I was in physical education class. I'll buy one on my way to school later. " Grandma stopped looking for a red scarf and came up to me with a serious expression. I stared at my grandmother blankly and even forgot to put the food in my mouth. I silently feel that grandma is very kind to me at ordinary times. Sometimes I accidentally lost my stationery and would kindly tell me, "I'll buy another one from you in the future. Remember not to drop it next time." "What's the matter this time. Grandma said to me, "Wang Yueyi, as a young pioneer, you are also the leader of the school. Do you know the origin of the red scarf? " "I faltered and said," Yes. I only know that every young pioneer should wear a red scarf. "Grandma said," In the 1920s, a group of miserable street children had no food and no place to live, and they were hungry and cold every day, let alone studying. Later, with the help of the party organization, he grew up to be a glorious member of the working boy scout corps and grew up through hard struggle in the revolutionary struggle. The red scarf not only represents the corner of the red flag and the blood of the martyrs, but also symbolizes an era, symbolizing that the predecessor of the Young Pioneers, the Boy Scouts, enthusiastically devoted themselves to the revolutionary cause in a difficult environment and experienced the test of blood and fire. This is the origin of the red scarf you left on the playground! " I was shocked by grandma's forceful explanation. I didn't know that the red scarf tied around my neck had such an extraordinary origin.
Later, I also understood why my grandmother was strict with me, because my father and grandfather were both made in party member and China, and my grandmother was also actively influenced by them. I also know the meaning of the red scarf, the league emblem and party emblem. Now, when we enter the door, there is always a red scarf tied quietly on the cabinet, and the breeze blows, as if telling the thrilling story of revolutionary martyrs.
The story of me and the red scarf 10 When I was 6 years old, I became a young pioneer gloriously. The bright red scarf fluttered on my chest, and I was proud of myself.
When I get my red scarf dirty, my mother always says, "Do you look like a young pioneer?"? You wear a dirty red scarf all day. Go and wash! Do you know that there are a lot of revolutionary soldiers' blood in the red scarf? Do you know how many people died and how much blood was shed in the past? All this blood flowed on the red scarf. "Listen to my mother, I'll go to wash.
Once, a male classmate poured dirty things on my desk. I quickly untied the red scarf and thought of what my mother said to me when I was about to wipe it. So I put away the red scarf, picked up the rag and wiped the table thoroughly. Since then, I have never used a red scarf to wipe anything, but a rag.
From then on, as long as I see a small classmate dirty the red scarf, I will tell him how the red scarf came from and what it was made of until they understand it. If I see someone wiping something with a red scarf, I will definitely run to stop it and tell him that caring for the red scarf is as simple as caring for flowers and trees, and caring for the red scarf should start with me. I panicked at the thought of sacrificing so many brave men. Those brave men protected us with their lives and made us lucky to survive. I think we are lucky because we were born in a peaceful life, not a fighting generation.
I won't let those who come forward die in vain. We should love the red scarf as much as we love peace.
The story of me and the red scarf 1 1 When I was in the first grade, as soon as I entered the school gate, I saw my brothers and sisters wearing bright red scarves. The red scarf flutters in the wind on my chest, which is really beautiful. I am very envious. I wish I had a red scarf.
Finally, in the second half of the first grade, Teacher Yu told us: "You are going to be young pioneers soon, so you can wear red scarves. The school will hold a joining ceremony for the young pioneers. " After hearing this exciting news, I can't wait for the day when the young pioneers join the team.
At the joining ceremony, when wearing the red scarf, the teacher on the rostrum said, "The red scarf is dyed red by the revolutionary martyrs' blood donation, so you must cherish it, because it is a corner of the national flag ..." At this time, I realized that the red scarf was too important, and I couldn't help myself. I can't wait to have a red scarf and become a real young pioneer.
When my fifth-grade brother gave me a red scarf, I shouted excitedly, "I will definitely cherish the red scarf." Then we vowed: "I want to be an obedient and sensible young pioneer!" " "At this time, I was proud, excited and happy, and almost jumped up.
In the future, I will study hard, make progress every day, and strive to become a qualified young pioneer. I can't do anything sorry for the red scarf I'm wearing. I will keep my promise. I hope everyone will supervise me, support me and encourage me! ! !
The story of me and the red scarf 12 20xx June 1 is an unforgettable day, which let me know the process of thousands of soldiers fighting with their lives in Qian Qian. It is a corner of the red flag, symbolizing the victory of the revolution. This is a red scarf.
That day, we stood on the operating table. Everyone is curious and doesn't know what to do. We just listened to the radio and said, "The first-grade joining ceremony begins now!" I am still curious. My big brothers and sisters in grade 456 came over and tied us with brand-new bright red scarves. From that moment on, I became a young pioneer gloriously and became good friends with the red scarf.
Red scarves are dyed red by countless soldiers, and their own blood has brought us a happy life today. Knowing its origin, I know to respect the national flag and the red scarf. It has always inspired my progress, given me great courage, and taught me not to shrink back in the face of difficulties, but to face them bravely and not to shrink back in the face of difficulties, which will accomplish nothing; It gave me confidence and inspired me to study hard; It gave me direction and made me understand the value and meaning of life.
Since then, we have never left. One day, I touched my collar and found that the red scarf was missing. I thought to myself: Have I lost my red scarf? what can I do? Is my good friend! I'm anxious to look around the house. It turned out that it was a weekend and the red scarf stayed quietly in the bag. Oh, what a false alarm.
How do I usually love it? If the red scarf is dirty, wash it yourself and keep it clean; Don't throw it about, fold it flat in the bag.
Red scarf, please! I understand that only by working hard and facing difficulties can I realize my good wishes.
The story of me and the red scarf 13 red scarf-this is the symbol of the young pioneers. However, the origin of these seemingly ordinary red scarves is not simple. The red scarf is a corner of the national flag, dyed red with the blood of many revolutionary martyrs, and it is a glorious symbol of Chinese young pioneers.
I usually cherish my red scarf. I fold it neatly and put it under my pillow every night. I always hang it on my chest in class. But with the turning of the calendar and the growth of age, I have little feeling about it. It's normal to put it on and take it off.
Once, however, I completely changed my view on the red scarf.
One day, I was sitting on the bus and driving for a while when it suddenly began to rain outside the window. So people walking on the road saw our bus passing by and crowded in. At this moment, I saw an old man waiting in line. She was pushed forward. She got on the bus with great difficulty, but all the seats on the bus were full, so she could only stand in the corridor. The old man is too short to catch the rings, and the crowded people around him make her unable to catch anything that can support her to stand, and she looks very anxious. I saw all this in my eyes and felt very uncomfortable. I think if I give my seat to the old man, won't the old man save a lot of effort and be much safer? But if I give way, I'll have to stand. Didn't I suffer? I bowed my head in thought and suddenly saw the red scarf on my chest. I remembered the oath I made on the flag of the Young Pioneers, and I remembered the teacher's education that we should be useful people to society. I seem to know what I should do.
At this time, the old man suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground. I quickly went up to the old man and said, "grandma, I'll give you my seat here!" " "Grandma still refused to sit down. I said, "I'll be right there. It doesn't matter." The old woman sat down carefully and she breathed a long sigh of relief. At the same time, I feel very happy to hear the old woman say to the passengers around me, "That child wearing a red scarf is really caring." The rain stopped outside the window, a passenger opened the window, the wind blew in, and the red scarf on my chest fluttered with the wind. I think I'm starting to like it. Whether now or in the future, the red scarf-the touch of red on my chest-will become the most beautiful scenery in my life.
The story of me and the red scarf 14 Every young pioneer and red scarf has endless stories, and I am no exception.
When I was in kindergarten, I often saw a red scarf floating on the chest of my big brother and big sister, and I thought that bright red scarf was really beautiful. When watching the flag-raising ceremony in Tiananmen Square on TV, I saw teenagers wearing red scarves solemnly raise their right hands to salute. Although I was still young at that time, I didn't know the glorious and great organization of the Young Pioneers, and I didn't know the meaning of the red scarf, but from then on, I looked forward to the day when I wore the red scarf.
In the first grade of primary school, I joined the Young Pioneers with honor. At the freshman joining ceremony, I learned about the history, significance and mission of Young Pioneers. After that, I put on a red scarf and read out the oath of joining the Chinese Young Pioneers under the leadership of senior students: "I am a member of the Chinese Young Pioneers, and I swear under the team flag: ... Prepare: contribute to the cause of * * *!" At that moment, I was proud and excited! Then my classmates and I sang "Chinese Young Pioneers Team Song", and the loud song resounded through the lecture hall-we are * * *, inheriting the glorious tradition of revolutionary ancestors ... After the induction ceremony, my mood could not be calm for a long time.
This is a story about me and the red scarf. Tell me about you and the red scarf.
The story of me and the red scarf 15 As young pioneers, the red scarf is a symbol of their brilliance.
I remember one summer vacation, my mother wanted to take me to menstruation's home in Hainan Island. I jumped three feet for joy.
When I arrived at my aunt's house, my aunt saw me and said, "Oh dear! Long time no see, butterfly, you have grown a lot! " I proudly said, "Of course! Not only that, I also joined the Young Pioneers! " Menstruation looked at the red scarf on my chest and said happily, "Not bad! Come on, give you a hundred dollars and go out to play by yourself! " I agreed happily.
Walking on the road, I saw the huge KFC signboard and thought of delicious cold hamburgers and French fries, so I couldn't help but walk into the door of KFC. I immediately smelled a delicious smell and couldn't help drooling. I took the money and bought a lot of delicious food. I put everything I bought on the table and ate it with relish. I bit the chicken leg and drank orange juice. Feel free to use your chest when you are full.
At this moment, an old man sitting next to me saw this scene, and his eyes suddenly became moist. I saw it and asked, "Grandpa, why are your eyes wet?" Are you fascinated by sand? " "He shook his head and said to me," little friend! How can you spoil this red scarf on your chest like this? It was bought by our older generation with blood! "When I heard that, I immediately felt ashamed and felt that I had failed to live up to the title of Young Pioneers. I couldn't help rolling down the tears I choked back.
I deeply remembered grandpa's words, and I thought: I must wash my red scarf when I go back, and I must wash my mind better at the same time!