There are many "unexpected" things in life, but this "unexpected" scene will never be forgotten by me. My parents and I are on a bus, and the seats on the bus are burning in the sun. Although the seats were very hot, they were all full at that time, and the rest were me, my parents and less than six or seven uncles and aunts. At the station, many people crowded on the bus: men and women. In the crowd, there is an old man who is nearly seventy years old. His hair is gray and he is wearing a light blue coat. His body is very thin. Next to him, he was holding a child. The child looks very fragile. The car is bouncing, and it can be seen from the eyes of many young people that they have no intention of giving up their seats. Perhaps the grandson of the old man had a sore leg and cried in the same place. A young uncle next to him saw it, but turned a blind eye and pretended to look out the window. I can't help it I can only hope that someone will step forward and give up their seats. Just then, a miracle appeared. A 50-year-old grandmother behind her uncle stood up. She motioned the old man to sit in her seat and touched the child's head kindly. Suddenly, I froze, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment, giving people a feeling that they could not breathe. Yes, who would have thought that in a large group of people, it was an old man who gave up his seat! The old man gave his seat to someone who needed it more than himself! I gave it to a man older than me! I think: Grandma's action is a good example, which is worth learning for those "fake illiterates" living in the new era! Let them know what is "letting" and what is "caring"! I was lost in thought: should we also give what we need to people who need it more than we do?

There will be many unexpected things in my life. With the passage of time, these "unexpected" gradually blurred and even forgotten in my mind. But I will never forget that time. It was a day in my fourth grade. I walked home with heavy steps. The scene in the class reappeared in front of my eyes like a movie, and I couldn't help crying anymore. I really didn't expect: teacher, you are so heartless and rude! In class that day, you explained the article "I love collecting stamps". Your class is so beautiful that the whole class is attracted by you. While listening, I suddenly remembered the stamp album I brought. My stamp album was even better than what was written in the book, so I quietly took it out and read it with relish. The more I watch it, the more I like it. I'm fascinated. I didn't suddenly look up until my deskmate touched me. At this moment, you are staring at me with stern eyes. I'm so scared, it's no use looking at you imploringly. When your hand touched my beloved stamp album, my heart suddenly trembled. I thought to myself: this is over, and the stamp album will be confiscated. Teacher, you don't know, for these stamps, I saved money for breakfast, and my mother scolded me for it. I didn't dare to look you in the eye at that time, but I couldn't help myself and shouted, "Give me back my stamp!" " "I didn't know that my words were unlucky. You tore up my beloved stamps one by one in front of me and the whole class. You know what, teacher? What you tore was not a stamp, but a tender childlike innocence of mine. Every time you tear a stamp, my heart trembles. It pains me to look at the pieces of paper on the ground. After class, you asked me to write a 200-word inspection, and I only wrote four big words, "Give me my seal back!" " "I didn't expect you to be so heartless. Teacher, I say to you from the bottom of my heart: "Please don't tear up that innocent childlike innocence that loves and respects you."

Childhood is like a five-flavor bottle. We have all tasted sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. Looking back now, I can't forget one thing, "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly ..." I remember that it was Saturday, and I happily went to the Children's Palace for training with my schoolbag on my back. When the teacher told us that this class would have a simple quiz, my heart suddenly tightened again. With the sound of * * *, the test paper reached each of our classmates. I picked up the test paper and scanned it quickly, ha! Really simple! So, I grabbed the pen and "brush brush" was completed at the speed of the wind. I looked around and it seemed that they were still immersed in the ocean of problems. I have long forgotten my nervousness just now. I think, this time 100 points must belong to me! Check? At that time, I didn't even think about it. I handed in my paper. After a few minutes, the teacher approved it and began to send it: "... Zhang Luyang, 86". Ah! 86? Really? I walked to the podium with a grain of salt and picked up the paper. Suddenly, my head seemed to be hit by a hammer and became blank. My face "brushed" and turned into a red apple, with a surge of heat flow in my eyes and a sour nose. I didn't expect that I only got 86 points! I slowly returned to my seat and stared at this heartless test paper, like a sharp knife stabbing into my heart. I feel uncomfortable sitting in my seat, as if there are many pairs of eyes staring at me, not comforting, not encouraging, but mocking: "I didn't expect that she only got 86 points in the exam!" " "I feel terrible when I think about it. I can't wait to find a hole to hide." Ding Lingling ... "Class * * * finally rang. All the other students ran to report their good news to their parents. And what can I report to my parents? Alas! What a surprise, what a surprise ~

2. Composition: Look at () and think of () completing the topic and writing a composition. 2. I think of my mother when I see the piggy bank.

In the past, I had a shortcoming. I am an only child, so my parents, grandparents at home treat me as a treasure. I'm afraid of melting in my mouth and falling on my hands. I also feel that I am the oldest in this family, and my parents don't care about me. I can eat whatever I want. My parents, grandparents give me dozens of pocket money every month, but they all spend it. Buy snacks and eat snacks. As long as there is a snack shop, I will buy it. There is always food in my pocket, and even the boss in the shop feels kind when he sees me. In this way, day after day, year after year, my addiction to snacks is growing. In the past, one pack a day, but now two packs a day are not enough. My parents began to worry, so they stopped giving me pocket money. I started crying and making noise. They have no choice but to give me money again. One day, before I went to school, I bought a pack of ham sausage, and I liked it very much. Suddenly I had a stomachache and sweated all over, but the school hospital was closed again, so I had to call my parents. My mother came and took me to the hospital. After the doctor saw it, he said I wanted an injection and medicine. I am most afraid of injections at ordinary times, so I fainted. After that, I stayed in the hospital for several days. My mother asked for leave to accompany me to the hospital. I didn't go to class and was a few days behind. Then I realized the seriousness of the matter.

I realized the disadvantages of eating snacks and wanted to restrain myself from eating them. However, every day after school, snacks waved to me, and my mouth watered. How delicious the crispy food is, I can't help paying for it. Suddenly, I remembered what my mother told me, injections, medicine, and teacher education. My hand shrank back into my pocket and returned to the classroom angrily.

One day, my mother bought a piggy bank. The piggy bank is shaped like a pig, not to mention how cute it is. My father taught me that "although we have good living conditions and money, we should form a good habit of thrift." In order to make money, those bosses sold food to their children regardless of hygiene, which made their children's health suffer greatly. How unworthy! "After listening to my father, I decided not to eat snacks.

So after half a month. One day, my good classmate Xinxin celebrated her birthday. She took some of our good friends to the store and bought us a pack of chocolates. I told her sincerely, but when I thought of the word "no snacks", my heart suddenly strengthened. I immediately returned the chocolate to her and said, "Eating snacks is harmful to your health. We can't eat snacks! " They were surprised and thought that I used to be a snack king, but now I have developed this good habit of not eating snacks, so they happily returned the chocolate.

Another year passed and the piggy bank was full. I used the coins I had saved to buy books at the bookstore. Snacks used to accompany me, but now books accompany me. I have formed a good habit and never eat snacks again! Thanks to my mother!

3. What a surprise! What a surprise

People have ulterior motives, and it is impossible to prevent them. When you are unprepared, unexpected things may give you a heavy blow. You can't help but sigh: what a surprise!

After being blamed, I walked in the street in a trance and ran away at once. But no, this is a street, and there is no room for a little licentiousness. A dark wound, a burst of abuse came to my ears. I looked inside: a large group of people got together as if there was someone in the middle. I didn't want to see it, but I was attracted by curiosity: in the middle of the crowd, there were two beggars, unkempt, with patches on their clothes and trousers, and they looked miserable. One of them is still a child, and at first glance he is ill. He lay on the ground, lifeless. Another possibility is the mother, who looks at everyone coldly, but looks at the children with loving eyes.

People call these two beggars "liars". I'm a little angry, but I can't say it. I want to help them with practical actions. I clung to the only dollar in my pocket and hesitated. Will they really be liars? I asked myself this question, but immediately convinced myself: impossible. If they are pretending, aren't they practicing their conscience?

No sooner had my hand reached out of my pocket than I heard my mother's firm "walk". She propped up her child with a thin body and walked away trembling. Looking at the distant figure of mother and son, people seem to be satisfied immediately, and the crowd quickly dispersed.

In the face of the poor beggar, people did not show sympathy, but drove the mother and son away with insults and supercilious eyes. They should ask themselves, how would you feel if you were in this situation and others treated you like a mother and son? I didn't expect secular eyes to be so ugly!

As soon as the mother and son left, people dispersed, and there was no heart for charity, let alone compassion! When people are separated, they are actually demeaning themselves.

I didn't expect to write a composition on this topic.

One winter, my mother and I went to visit my sick grandmother.

On that day, the biting cold wind was accompanied by drizzle flying all over the sky. Blowing on the face is as uncomfortable as needling.

My mother and I came to the bus stop and saw that the people waiting for the bus were getting denser and denser, and they were all anxiously watching the direction of the bus. Suddenly, "Aachoo!" A young man suddenly sneezed.

I looked at him in disgust and thought: sneezing in public places is unsanitary. I kind of hate him.

"Here comes the car!" I don't know who shouted and everyone looked at it in unison.

The door opened slowly, and people waiting for the bus seemed to want to stay in this cold weather for one more second, so they rushed to the door. Hardly had I entered the car door when the sneezing young man squeezed me out. I stood outside the car door, watching a seat near the window taken away by the young man. I sat by the window and sneezed again. It's really unsanitary!

Is it him again? I gave him an angry look.

The car started, and the temperature inside the car gradually warmed up. Scenery all the way, but. . . . . .

After driving some distance, the car stopped at a crossroads. At this time, a disabled old man squeezed into the car. I thought that young man would give in, but I didn't expect that young man to turn a blind eye. I just moved my body to the window account. What a lack of public morality!

I gave the man another look of disgust.

The car stopped again, and the young man got off reluctantly. Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew in-there was a big hole in the window glass of the seat where the young man had just sat. Everyone can't help shuddering.

Suddenly, it dawned on me. Just now, the young man blocked the cold wind with his body and made the car warmer. I didn't expect him to be such a person: he thinks less about himself and more about others. My heart suddenly rose to-beyond description. Feel ashamed and blame yourself.

Although two years have passed, his noble quality still affects people around us. Make people care about others.

I didn't expect to write a composition on the topic of "What a surprise".

From birth, I began a long career. Therefore, I have experienced countless things. Many of these things have gradually disappeared in my mind with the passage of time, but there are also many things that I still remember and deeply imprint in my mind. One of them can be said to be the one that touched me the most, which surprised me and moved me, and it is still fresh in my memory.

It was New Year's Eve, and all my relatives came to my house for a reunion dinner. When eating, the table is full of delicious food, and the most attractive thing is delicious chicken legs.

"Grandparents, uncles and aunts, I am the youngest, so I should pick chicken legs first!" My cousin's voice came from the dinner table, and everyone still kept smiling on their faces. So did I, but I secretly said: Hum, greedy and lazy guy, thinking about himself, how do you read and don't know how to honor your elders? As I expected, my brother chose the two biggest drumsticks, but what happened later made me sit up and take notice of my brother.

To my surprise, my brother took the chicken leg back to his seat. He didn't eat it himself, but showed it to his grandparents and said, "Grandparents, you can eat these two chicken legs." Say that finish, put the chicken legs in grandparents' bowls. Grandma hugged her brother and kissed his little face hard, with tears in her eyes, unable to speak for a long time. Everyone showed a comfortable smile. They all praised my brother as a sensible and filial boy. But I was speechless, and I-I was wrong about my brother.

My brother has gone home. Although I can't see him, his words and deeds are deeply imprinted in my mind, and I will never forget them.

6. Composition title: I didn't expect that there were many "unexpected" scenes in life, but this scene.

My parents and I are on a bus, and the sun is shining on the seats on the bus.

Although the seats were very hot, they were all full at that time, and the rest were me, my parents and less than six or seven uncles and aunts. At the station, many people crowded on the bus: men and women. In the crowd, there is an old man who is nearly seventy years old. His hair is gray and he is wearing a light blue coat. His body is very thin. Next to him, he was holding a child. The child looks very fragile. The car is bouncing, and it can be seen from the eyes of many young people that they have no intention of giving up their seats. Perhaps the grandson of the old man had a sore leg and cried in the same place. A young uncle next to him saw it, but turned a blind eye and pretended to look out the window.

I can't help it I can only hope that someone will step forward and give up their seats.

Just then, a miracle appeared. A 50-year-old grandmother behind her uncle stood up. She motioned the old man to sit in her seat and touched the child's head kindly. Suddenly, I froze, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment, giving people a feeling that they could not breathe.

Yes, who would have thought that in a large group of people, it was an old man who gave up his seat!

The old man gave his seat to someone who needed it more than himself! I gave it to a man older than me! I think: Grandma's action is a good example, which is worth learning for those "fake illiterates" living in the new era! Let them know what is "letting" and what is "caring"!

I was lost in thought: should we also give what we need to people who need it more than we do?

7. I didn't expect to be so lucky.

Seventh grade | 800 words | narrative

My life is so calm, without ups and downs. I think luck is always like a cloud on the horizon, far away and hard to touch, which has nothing to do with me. I didn't realize how lucky I was until you appeared-Mr. Chen.

Looking up at the blue sky, as clean as if it had just been washed, my thoughts dragged me back to the day when we first met.

I just graduated from primary school and started my junior high school life. I feel timid and fresh about all this. When I was wondering whether the new head teacher was as terrible as the Hedong lion, your laughter swept away my guess like a silver bell, and your gentle and optimistic face made my heart tremble slightly. At the parent-teacher meeting, I was even more amazed at the brilliance of your couplets. I feel very lucky to meet such a beautiful and confident you.

The sky began to overcast, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell like broken beads. Raindrops are cold and full of emotion. Teacher Chen, how like your tears!

I will never forget the day when you read that poem to us and shed tears. It was 5./Shortly after the Kloc-0/2 earthquake, you walked around our seats and sang a song called "Holding Mom's Hand". Suddenly your voice became a little fuzzy, and your eyes were filled with so many beautiful tears. You hold the paper towel given to you by your classmates and cover your tears at the same time. My heart becomes heavy. Oh, no, there's another one. I think I am so lucky to know you and feel you so truly.

Slowly, it cleared up. Clouds on the horizon are floating in the sky and gradually converge into a smiling face. How can I easily forget such a classic smile?

Life of study is always so busy. As a class representative, I always climb up and down with other students with exercise books. One day, we saw you and you saw us and greeted us. We smiled at each other, you asked us about our recent situation, and we sighed that it was a little troublesome to speak Chinese. You leaned back in your chair and told us the "Secret Book". We laughed. The perfume in the air tastes so familiar and delicious. I think I am so lucky to meet you with such humor and charm.

Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division can't count your efforts to us; Poetry and songs praise you constantly. Teacher Chen, you are like the most beautiful cloud in my mind. Meeting you is my most beautiful accident.

I reached out to reach for the sky to catch the beige sunshine. Although I only caught a golden hand, I don't regret it, because I touched the brightest cloud in my life. Teacher Chen, I didn't expect that I was so lucky to meet such a beautiful you.

Source: composition network

8. Writing: I really want to finish the topic in 500 words, except that I really want to get an understanding: Xin Wei and I have been friends since childhood, but once we broke up because of a trivial matter. Now that I think about it, I regret it and want to get her understanding.

After school that day, after finishing my homework, I happily went downstairs to play with Xin Wei. But after a while, I came back with a pout. "hey!" Dad was very concerned and said, "Who angered our little princess?" I sat on the sofa and complained: Xin Wei doesn't have enough friends and lacks sincerity ... Dad sat on the other side of the sofa and smiled and said, "pengpeng, dad will tell you a story!"

He told me that there was a blind man who always carried a lantern when he went out at night and asked me: Why did the blind man do this? Because I was in a bad mood, I casually said, "He is trying to save face so that people don't think he is blind."

Then I found my father's face was wrong, and I immediately realized that I had said something wrong. Dad's smiling expression turned into an inexplicable seriousness. He said to me earnestly, "Peng, you are wrong. The blind man walks at night with a lantern, because he is blind and understands the importance of a little light in the dark better than ordinary people. He only carries lanterns for the safety of passers-by. "

I was shocked and seemed to understand a little.

I only heard my father tell me simply: "Although he is blind, he has a lamp in his heart. He doesn't think of himself, but always thinks of others. Is his heart noble? "

My heart felt a shock. Compared with that noble-minded blind man, I feel ashamed and small. Many times, I only consider my own feelings, but I don't feel the feelings of others. I see, the communication between people should start from themselves. When friends have problems, we should first review ourselves and learn to think for others, so as to help others get happiness. Take a step back and broaden the horizon. I just found out that something unpleasant happened between my friends. As long as there is humility and friendship, everyone can take a step back, avoid it and reconcile.

I felt guilty for this for a long time, but when I finally made up my mind to apologize to Xin Wei, she moved to Jiangxi for school reasons and never saw her again. How I want to get her understanding. If I have the chance to see her, I must say "I'm sorry" in person!

I really want to get my parents' understanding: I am a junior high school student and a teacher's child. I'm naturally stressed at school. I once thought: If only I were not a teacher's child! There is no pressure to study, and I will not study hard for the honor of teachers and children. But I am satisfied with the thought that ordinary all-round students have to pay so much money, and that so many teachers in the school don't recognize it, and no one in the class dares to hit children.

Maybe I am too introverted. I don't want to talk or raise my hand to answer questions from the first day of school. Fortunately, I still have two pupils to play with me. In those days, my parents often came to see me in the classroom. When they came home, they always asked me, "Didn't you have enough in the morning?" No spirit. "In fact, my parents, including teachers, don't know that I am learning in my own way. I don't raise my hand. As long as the teacher talks about the key points, I will write them down in a notebook or read them silently. For some simple topics, I don't think it is necessary to say them out loud. As long as you understand and know how to do it, you don't have to say it out loud. Teacher Wang always says that silence is golden. When I am silent, I am actually thinking quietly. You don't have to say what you know or answer questions you understand. When the whole class says the answer aloud, you just have to answer it for you!

I did badly in the first monthly exam, and my father and I had a terrible argument at noon that day. In my opinion, just because you failed the exam once doesn't mean you didn't do well. If you work hard, you will do well in the exam next time. Finally, my father reluctantly agreed, hoping that they could understand my feelings. I woke up after the monthly exam. Although the method is still the same as before, I forcibly increased the number of hands. But what mom and dad saw was my silence. Every time they talk about me, I defend myself. They don't know my mood at all, nor do they know that my personality and consciousness are changing. I was the tenth in the midterm.

In the second half, I finally got a sense of teamwork and got out of the dilemma of personal supremacy, although my learning method was silent. My personality has also become cheerful, and I have finally made some friends. My advantage of balancing all subjects in my study has finally emerged. I am active in my favorite class, and I still use my own methods in Chinese and math, which also makes Mr. Lin give me a task: to look after a naughty classmate, but I have to say that I can't control him. I like playing with him too much to sit with him. He likes making noise, while I am quiet. He likes playing and I like studying. These differences caused me to get along with him.

I still study like this, but I added the final review. I was the first in the final exam.

Mom and dad still don't understand me and ask me why I don't answer questions. I can only say helplessly, "You don't understand me."

Remember to adopt when you are satisfied!

Your praise is my motivation.

(* _ _ *) Hee hee ...

I was drinking Coca-Cola in the desert, singing karaoke, riding a lion chasing ants, and answering your questions with a keyboard in my hand! ! !

9. An article entitled "I didn't expect that there were many things I didn't expect, but what I didn't expect that night really hurt me. I like chatting online very much, especially with boys. One night, after dinner, my family went to my father's office to play computer games. My father told me that I can only play games. Although I am full of promises, I am also duplicitous! I sat in front of the computer opposite my parents and entered Sina to chat very skillfully. "Which chat room are you going to? "I thought to myself, let's go to Xishuangbanna! I entered the chat room and changed my name to "Apricot", which is my most commonly used screen name. I found a man named "Rabbit, Rabbit"

Ah rabbit "boy. I said he was so naive that a man called him "Little Rabbit". Whenever he answers the phone, he only says a few words and seems unwilling to chat with me. I asked him, "How old is my brother this year?" He just replied, "Don't call me brother, I can be your father." I secretly smiled and said, "I'm sixteen and a sophomore." "See how you can be my father," I said to myself. Are you nervous about your study in Grade Two? "He asked me. ..... Then I said, "Are you free to play with me? "Unconsciously, it's already ten o'clock. As agreed, I'm going home now. I am a little reluctant to leave, thinking: Dad may not know the time yet, so I'll play for a while. However, a word comes from "rabbit, rabbit". This sentence almost made me faint. He, he really said, "Wenwen, it's time, go home!" " "So this big brother is my father! ! In other words, I talked with my father online for more than two hours without telling him. My father knew who I was from the beginning! Oh yeah, my God! I didn't expect that. I didn't expect dad to do this. I am really "smart all my life, confused for a while"!

In the spring morning, the sun is shining and birds are singing in the branches. At this time, a pair of lovely swallows flew back from the south. They are looking around for a place to live.

Unexpectedly, they decided to nest under my roof. They are busy looking for grass and mud every day, and in a few days, the nest is built.

The cold winter is coming. They flew south for the winter. ...

The beautiful-looking swallow nest often makes me curious: what will this nest look like? One day, I finally couldn't resist the temptation. I found a ladder and asked my father to help me put it under the eaves.

I climbed up, stood on it and looked inside. Suddenly, a little hairy head came out of the swallow's nest and chirped, which scared me and almost fell off the ladder. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be a little sparrow that had just hatched. I didn't expect sparrows to occupy the swallow's nest!

It must be that the sparrow saw that the swallow's nest was very comfortable and there was no owner, so it took over the family's residence. I can't help worrying at the thought of this. Where will the swallow come back to live next year? Will there be a sparrow fight?

Spring has come, and the spring breeze has blown green trees, red flowers and awakened life. The lovely swallow is back, too They came to their nests and kept flying around. Apparently, they found their home occupied by others. After several flights, they all landed on a small tree not far away, chirping at each other, as if discussing ways. I looked at the swallow and thought: The Swallow War is about to begin!

Suddenly, two swallows flew into the blue sky together. I thought: I probably asked their partners for help! But when they flew back, they immediately denied my idea, because only two swallows flew back, with grass and mud in their mouths. They are going to be neighbors with sparrows!

I really didn't expect this ending, but I thought a lot from it. The reason why these two swallows can "occupy" their neighbors is that they regard their original nest as not only their own home, but also the home of birds. If people are as tolerant and understanding as swallows, how wonderful life will be!