On May 28th, I was so miserable that I couldn't tell what I felt. Who is to blame? Who told me that people don't give gifts on their birthdays on weekdays! It's not that I'm stingy, but that I didn't remember other people's birthdays and delayed giving gifts. Under the principle of "reciprocity", my birthday will naturally be ignored. Fortunately, another classmate sent a greeting card. With a kind smile, he said sympathetically, "That's too bad! I will just send the card myself! " A little joy aroused by receiving a greeting card from a close friend was suddenly driven away by this sentence. I waved "smartly", "contentment is always a pleasure!" But I have a fever on my face and am not good at lying. Seeing my embarrassment, someone around me was whispering: "Who made him so obsessed with money!" "Hum,' As you sow, you reap'!" Of course, some people cast sympathetic eyes on me. However, sympathy or schadenfreude has stung my heart like a steel needle. I greet those strange eyes with the same "chic" smile as before. But I know that my smile is probably uglier than crying.

At noon, I came home with heavy steps. Suddenly, I had a strange idea. So I opened the drawer, dug out the small box for saving money, took out dozens of dollars I had accumulated hard on weekdays, stuffed them into my pocket without hesitation, and went straight to the "boutique".

In the afternoon, when there were the most people in the class, I swaggered into the classroom and showed off a beautiful hairy bear that I bought for more than 30 yuan. "wow! More than 30 yuan each. I have seen it in the store. " There was a sudden buzz in the classroom. "It must be from my girlfriend!" "generous enough!" Every word reveals envy, and every look contains jealousy. I am extremely proud and proud! For example, take the first place in the whole grade!

When I came home from school, my mother asked, and I said, "Some classmates gave it to me!" " Mom is very happy and praises me for my popularity. I want to laugh, but I can't. I cheated on my mother. I went back to my hut and put the bear on the bed. The bear seems to be smiling at me. Are you laughing at my vanity? Of course. At this point, I silently said to the bear, "Forgive me." This is forced by the gift-giving wind of middle school students! Please don't reveal my secret to anyone! "

At night, I can't sleep for a long time I think, if one day this "gift-giving style" stops completely, I will announce to the whole school that this little bear was not given by others, but bought by myself, just to avoid being laughed at by others. ...

Tears soaked the bear in my arms, and I almost slept all night with my eyes open. Because of heartache, because of the "gift-giving wind" that should not be blown, because of the "secret" that should not be there!

My one-day composition

Wow! I am so comfortable! "I opened my sleepy eyes and looked down at my body. It is white, soft and continuous, and I am very happy. ......

I am a leisurely white cloud, and I am very happy. Today, I started a new day's journey. I took a look at my feet, and I was stunned by the beautiful scenery! Pink peach blossoms are full of branches, and from a distance, like red clouds, it makes me red and my body warms up at once. There is also a willow tree over there. A breeze blew, and I quickened my pace. I saw the willow dancing like a beautiful girl, twisting her soft waist. At this time, I drifted into a forest, where there were colorful mushrooms, lively and naughty birds, green grass and bright flowers ... I was fascinated! I drift tirelessly, hoping to see more beautiful scenery. Then, I saw something that made my mouth water-grapes. The dense branches and leaves of grapes set up a green pavilion. Grapes are as clear as pearls and as bright as crystals. How beautiful! At this time, I looked up and said a few words to my companion, and then lowered my head to continue to appreciate. Rape flowers are golden yellow on crops, like a big piece of gold, shining! "There's a fire over there, look!" Baiyun beside me cried excitedly. When I looked intently, it turned out to be a fiery fox running on the hillside, which really looked like a flame. Time is not long, the sun is going down, he passed behind every cloud, and I finally waited for that moment-passing by me, I saw that I was wearing colorful clothes and became colorful. People on the land were very happy and smiled beautifully when they saw this scene. The stream is jumping happily in the rocks, producing several white splashes from time to time, playing the music of people. Accompanied by elegant music, we went down the mountain with Father Sun.

We bid farewell to the beautiful scenery and people, and brought back a full good mood, beautiful memories and moonlight all the way. ......

My one-day composition

Every day, our life is colorful; Maybe, we chat with relatives at home; Perhaps, we listen to the teacher's teaching at school; Perhaps, we are walking in the countryside and enjoying the beauty of the countryside; Perhaps, we play on campus and linger among places of interest; probably ...

My day is colorful, meaningful and happy.

Last Sunday, my father, aunt, brother-in-law, aunt, elder sister, elder brother and uncle went to eling park for birthday wine.

There, there are countless flowers, really an ocean of flowers! Some are in bud, others are scrambling to open up, as if a beauty contest is being held.

Look at the gardenias in the distance, so bright and dazzling. Like a supreme princess, wearing a red mink coat, against the rain and its green carpet, it looks inviolable, impeccable and without any shortcomings. Look at the bamboo opposite it, like a prince, protecting its beautiful princess and "shuttling" freely in the thorny grass.

Those ornamental flowers across the street are singing Happy Birthday. Just when I was fascinated, the downpour roared and completely baptized the world.

After the rain, eling park has added a beautiful scenery against the sunshine and rain.

After that, we went to a restaurant. After eating and drinking enough, we went to a memorable and beautiful place-the tomb of Soviet martyrs. We are very excited at the thought that the martyrs died for us. We must study hard, set our eternal goals and work hard for our ideals.

Looking at the cypress tree in the rain, I feel that I didn't study hard and failed the hopes of my family and friends.

My life is quite full, which makes me understand a truth: I must study hard, be firm in my goals and serve my country! ! ! !