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A 500-word composition about indelible memories.
Everyone has indelible memories, which may make you sad, may make you happy, and may also make you angry ... but the story that happened to me will always be in my mind.

It was the fourth grade next semester. Once, I did badly in the exam. When my mother found out, she bought a lot of exercises for me to learn to do. I thought it was interesting at first, so I accepted it. Unexpectedly, more and more exercises are arranged every day, which makes me breathless. That night, my mother did exercises for me again. I listened to my mother's attentive tone and looked at the numerous exercises. My head is getting dizzy. Finally, my pent-up emotion broke out at that moment: "Why did you buy me so many exercises? There is enough homework at school. Can't you give me a break? " I gave all the exercise books on the floor a good sweep. "I won't do it again!" "Say that finish, I slammed the door and left, leaving only my mother's puzzled expression.

I walked on the path by the sea, and the refreshing cold wind gradually dispersed my anger. I think a lot ...

Who is in charge of my reward? Why can I win the prize in the competition again and again? Why are there so many dazzling awards in my room ... A series of questions occupy my brain, but there is only one answer, that is, my mother accompanied me to do one exercise after another under the light, and it was my mother who kept nagging ... These are the glory and envy of everyone standing on the podium. This is for my own good. What right do I have as a mother to shout? What right do I have to stick to my point of view? At that moment, I suddenly felt that I had committed a heinous crime and wanted to beat my chest. I hurried back, the phoenix whistled, my tears fell, and I regretted it.

When I ran back to my alley, I found my mother looking for me, and the soft moonlight enveloped her. I vaguely saw her black hair mixed with a few silver threads, and crow's feet unconsciously climbed up on her smooth face. This is all because of me. "Mom!" I threw myself into my mother's arms and my eyes were wet. "Mom, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I don't beg your forgiveness, but I hope you can give me a chance to turn over a new leaf! " "Son, everyone makes mistakes and has the right to be forgiven once. I hope you can understand your mother's pains! " In the moonlight, a mother and daughter embraced. ...

Time has passed, but it has left a deep imprint on my mind, which can never be erased.