I remember when I was in the second grade, because I was careless every time, I was always called by my math teacher, Mr. Wang, after class. When I do my math homework at night, I always copy the numbers wrong. 609 becomes 906, but 906 becomes 609. It's really ridiculous! So, I also tasted the bitter fruit: a math exam, the topic was very simple, I was a little proud, and I handed it in without checking.
On the day when the examination papers were handed out, I sat proudly in my chair, waiting for the good news. "Ah," I exclaimed. Originally, I took "chicken is twice as big as duck" as "duck is twice as big as chicken". I regret it. If I had known this, why didn't I check it and hand it in? When I got home, grandma saw the paper and said earnestly, "Don't look at your carelessness in the exam. If you work in the future and write a wrong word, you will lose tens of millions! " Not only math, but also Chinese. A good Chinese character is missing arms and legs by me, and it has become a "Martian text". Now that I think about it, I can't help laughing.
Now, I am no longer careless. When I do my homework, I always check it. I am very careful. When I write numbers, I also copy the questions carefully, and the words are no longer "residual". I finally got rid of my careless friend. I must strive to maintain this serious "fine tradition", and I am not careless. I have to overcome more problems and shortcomings.
Since then, I am no longer willful 550 words.
Willfulness is something that every child or teenager has. Both boys and girls have their own personality characteristics and unique temper. Because of this, parents cannot use violence to discipline wayward and wayward children. As for me, the only difference from others is that my parents and I are not willful and have no temper. I do everything according to what my parents say. So my relationship with my parents has always been very good.
It started when I was 10 years old. In fact, when I was a child, I often had conflicts with my parents. The result is that I am young, but I am not convinced by my parents. At the moment of obedience, parents will still laugh for a while. Is it sarcasm? I don't know. I still don't know. /kloc-One evening when I was 0/0 years old, my mother and I had another quarrel. I really lost my mind that day-I ran away from home. I went to my aunt's house and wouldn't let her tell my mother that I was here. Menstruation reluctantly agreed, and my heart did Sarah laugh. Then, somehow, it suddenly rained. My aunt told me, "Your mother is looking for you everywhere!" I said, "Nothing, I will go home when the rain stops tomorrow." My aunt said, "All right!" After a while, my father called again and said he was in the hospital. I also thought, "What are you doing in the hospital?" I don't care. Only when my aunt hung up the phone and told me that my mother accidentally slipped while looking for me. Fell down and broke. My aunt's voice just fell and I rushed out of the house before she could react. At that time, all the resentment in my heart was forgotten. I came to the hospital in the rain and stood at the door of my mother's ward wet. I also caught a cold because of the rain.
My mother was hospitalized for a month because of a broken bone. Now, her legs can't be too hard, or it will hurt. I know my mother. I know how important I am to my parents. My parents are desperate for me and let me go to such a good school. Really: poverty inherits the wind!
From then on, I am no longer willful!
Zhang panting, grade one in Henan school.
I am no longer willful 400 words.
I can be said to be a' self-centered' little emperor at home, and they buy me whatever I want.
I remember once I wanted a scooter for my birthday, and you bought it for me without saying anything, which made me jump for joy. But at that time, I knew how much money you had. You haven't been to work for a long time. I blame myself, I suffer.
Believe me, I will not be willful, because I have grown up, and I have understood your pains. I remember once I asked you how your eyes were nearsighted. You said, "When I was a child, I had no money at home, so I had to light candles and gradually became nearsighted. When I heard this, I was filled with thoughts. Look at you, look at me, a spoiled child. When I was a child, I studied hard when I had no money at home. Look at me again. In such a happy era, you don't know how to study hard. I can't help but think of Gong Zizhen's famous saying: black hair doesn't know how to study hard early, but it's too late to learn; I blame myself, I suffer.
Believe me, I won't be willful any more, because I understand all this. I didn't know why you always sighed and shook your head. Now I understand that you have endured everything silently. I remember you often say: Everything is a habit, but I didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at that time. Now I understand why I hate myself for not understanding this sentence earlier. I blame myself, I suffer.
I am no longer willful, because I know that your love is like air, and I need it, but I often forget its existence-a long maternal love.
The first day of Daqing Century Sunshine School: Zu Haonan
I am no longer willful for 300 words.
I used to be headstrong and selfish, but after that thrilling experience, I am no longer headstrong.
One afternoon, my grandmother and I were walking on our way to school. On a hot summer day, I saw the freezer in front of the store and asked my grandmother for popsicles. Grandma gave me ten yuan, and I willfully asked her to buy it for me. Grandma always dotes on me, not to mention now? Grandma agreed at once. Clouds gradually blocked the burning sun. On the way back from buying popsicles, grandma was hit by a speeding motorcycle. I rushed over, grandma was already in a coma, but she was still holding the popsicle she bought for me, and my eyes filled with tears. The motorcycle owner called 120 and informed my parents. I pushed grandma into the car with tears in my eyes.
When I arrived at the hospital, my parents came, and my tears were even more indulgent. I cried and pushed my grandmother into the operating room. I began to regret my willfulness. If I had bought my own popsicle, this tragedy would not have happened. But now, all I can do is wait quietly. ...
The popsicle on the seat lay quietly. I picked it up and held it in my hand. What I feel is not cold, but waves of warmth. That kind of warmth is very special, because he told me: "I can't be willful anymore!" "
I am no longer willful.
It was one day of last semester, and I clamored for my parents to let me go to cram school by bike alone. Parents are very uneasy and say "we will accompany you". No, I ride it myself. I said willfully. When mom and dad heard this, they knew me.
Personality, I know I can't persuade, so I have to ride alone. Later, I learned that they followed me uneasily until I went to tutor them.
Humming a cheerful tune all the way, I went to my tutor alone. I was happy for my success, but it didn't last long. A sudden car accident happened to me. It was after the second class. I rode my bike and went to the canteen at the door to buy drinks with my classmates. I came back just in time to catch up with the naughty king over there. They pulled the back handle of my bike with their hands. I am in a hurry. We figured out a way. A classmate and I distracted them first and rode separately. I threw them away and went back to my tutor's door. When I saw the two naughty kings playing there again and saw me, I was shocked. I quickly turned to the other side and then turned around. Suddenly, a battery car was placed in the middle of the road. I can't stop hitting it. My little toe is stuck in it. It's over. At this moment, I heard a slight "click", then my little toe went numb, and then there was a piercing pain. I looked down, bleeding. There seems to be something wrong, and finally I know it's a fracture.
My willfulness has brought a lot of trouble to my family and myself. Since that incident, I have understood a lot, and I am no longer willful.
Haoping Wang, Grade 5, Jinshan Experimental Primary School, Linhai City, Taizhou City, Zhejiang Province
I am no longer willful.
It was one day of last semester, and I clamored for my parents to let me go to cram school by bike alone. Parents are very uneasy and say "we will accompany you". No, I ride it myself. I said willfully. When mom and dad heard this, they knew me.
Personality, I know I can't persuade, so I have to ride alone. Later, I learned that they followed me uneasily until I went to tutor them.
Humming a cheerful tune all the way, I went to my tutor alone. I was happy for my success, but it didn't last long. A sudden car accident happened to me. It was after the second class. I rode my bike and went to the canteen at the door to buy drinks with my classmates. I came back just in time to catch up with the naughty king over there. They pulled the back handle of my bike with their hands. I am in a hurry. We figured out a way. A classmate and I distracted them first and rode separately. I threw them away and went back to my tutor's door. When I saw the two naughty kings playing there again and saw me, I was shocked. I quickly turned to the other side and then turned around. Suddenly, a battery car was placed in the middle of the road. I can't stop hitting it. My little toe is stuck in it. It's over. At this moment, I heard a slight "click", then my little toe went numb, and then there was a piercing pain. I looked down, bleeding. There seems to be something wrong, and finally I know it's a fracture.
My willfulness has brought a lot of trouble to my family and myself. Since that incident, I have understood a lot, and I am no longer willful.
Haoping Wang, Grade 5, Jinshan Experimental Primary School, Linhai City, Taizhou City, Zhejiang Province
I'm not willful.
Headstrong, a stubborn bull, rampaging; Self-willed, a runaway wild horse, arrogant and unruly; Willfulness is an unrestrained wind, and you can do whatever you want. Willfulness will confuse my eyes and make me unable to see my mother's loving face clearly.
Time flies, the child who was not sensible at that time suddenly understood at that moment: I grew up.
It was a sunny summer vacation, and my mother and I bought online at home. Then I pointed to it and said, "I want that!" " "Then he pointed to it and said," Buy this! ""My mother was busy putting my hand back, and she said earnestly, "You have grown up, why are you so ignorant?" How can I have everything I see? "I looked unhappy and said to myself," Well, I'm still under eighteen, and I'm still a minor! " "Complain for a while, and then continue to watch.
Suddenly, I saw it-mobile phone! "Mom, I want that, I want that!" I grabbed my mother's arm and asked, "buy me that!" " "Mom looked at it, looked at me again, sighed and promised to buy it for me." Wow, great, great! "But for an instant, I regretted it. I was a little silent, and came to my senses and said, "Mom, am I very disobedient? "This-I don't want it."
Mom was a little surprised, but she booked it anyway. When my mother saw that I didn't talk, she joked with me: "Oh, what happened to our baby?" Is there anything on her mind? " Spit it out and share it with mom! "I ignored, just silently picked up a drink and took a sip.
It has been a long time, but I still can't forget that moment. Let me understand that when I grow up, I should be sensible and can't be willful anymore. That moment, clear and dazzling; At that moment, it was warm and unforgettable: just as my mother came forward to order it for me, I suddenly remembered a little girl in my dream who was dressed untidy and stayed in front of the doll for a while, and her eyes were full of longing. I thought she would ask her mother to buy it for her, but in fact-the little girl just turned around and left with her mother. I clearly saw the little girl reluctant to go-she looked back from time to time until her back was far away ... I was surprised when I first thought of this picture, and then I regretted it and meditated. I'm surprised, surprised why that little girl can give up what she loves. I regret, regret why I am so capricious? I mused, wondering why the girl who looks several years younger than me should be more sensible than me. Although this is just a dream, it makes me understand the hard work of my parents. Looking at my mother, I am so annoyed, annoyed by my willfulness and my stupidity. I think there will be no more bulls, no more wild horses and no more strong winds in my heart. From now on, I won't be willful. I dare not be willful
I'm not willful.
Headstrong, a stubborn bull, rampaging; Self-willed, a runaway wild horse, arrogant and unruly; Willfulness is an unrestrained wind, and you can do whatever you want. Willfulness will confuse my eyes and make me unable to see my mother's loving face clearly.
Time flies, the child who was not sensible at that time suddenly understood at that moment: I grew up.
It was a sunny summer vacation, and my mother and I bought online at home. Then I pointed to it and said, "I want that!" " "Then he pointed to it and said," Buy this! ""My mother was busy putting my hand back, and she said earnestly, "You have grown up, why are you so ignorant?" How can I have everything I see? "I looked unhappy and said to myself," Well, I'm still under eighteen, and I'm still a minor! " "Complain for a while, and then continue to watch.
Suddenly, I saw it-mobile phone! "Mom, I want that, I want that!" I grabbed my mother's arm and asked, "buy me that!" " "Mom looked at it, looked at me again, sighed and promised to buy it for me." Wow, great, great! "But for an instant, I regretted it. I was a little silent before I came to my senses and said, "Mom, am I very disobedient? "This-I don't want it."
Mom was a little surprised, but she booked it anyway. When my mother saw that I didn't talk, she joked with me: "Oh, what happened to our baby?" Is there anything on her mind? " Spit it out and share it with mom! "I ignored, just silently picked up a drink and took a sip.
It has been a long time, but I still can't forget that moment. Let me understand that when I grow up, I should be sensible and can't be willful anymore. That moment, clear and dazzling; At that moment, it was warm and unforgettable: just as my mother came forward to order it for me, I suddenly remembered a little girl in my dream who was dressed untidy and stayed in front of the doll for a while, and her eyes were full of longing. I thought she would ask her mother to buy it for her, but in fact-the little girl just turned around and left with her mother. I clearly saw the little girl reluctant to go-she looked back from time to time until her back was far away ... I was surprised when I first thought of this picture, and then I regretted it and meditated. I'm surprised, surprised why that little girl can give up what she loves. I regret, regret why I am so capricious? I mused, wondering why the girl who looks several years younger than me should be more sensible than me. Although this is just a dream, it makes me understand the hard work of my parents. Looking at my mother, I am so annoyed, annoyed by my willfulness and my stupidity. I think there will be no more bulls, no more wild horses and no more strong winds in my heart. From now on, I won't be willful. I dare not be willful
Willfulness (2) 100 words
I am so headstrong.
But this is me.
Proud princess, I am cared for by you.
Our hearts are connected.
I believe you are an angel sent by God to protect me.
I have no regrets about being with you.
I am so headstrong.
But this is me.
My golden personality makes me brilliant.
We are happy every day.
I'm glad that fate arranged for us to meet.
With you, I have no regrets in my life.
My sister's English is sister.
My sister's Korean is ou~nni
Sister's Japanese is nesan.
Nobody taught me how to speak French.
Which do you think I should call you?
Please let me be willful 50 words at a time.
I know it's willful.
But I really want to be willful again.
Go back to the original time
Everybody's the same.
Don't be hurt by rumors
Don't pretend that nobody knows anyone.
You can go back to fighting with each other.
Just a little light.
I realized that I was naive.
But I really hope that time can flow.
May time go back.
Please go to heaven.
Let me be willful again
Sometimes, I want to be willful.
The wind outside the window blew up a fallen leaf on the tree and wrote down my brilliant life. However, behind this fallen leaf, there is a hard work. As for me, I don't want to be a good girl and obey my parents. I also want to be willful once and be my truest self. ...
The autumn wind blows through the treetops, and the red maple leaves soar unscrupulously in the air. I looked at the maple leaf and thought of myself again. "Well, I'm not as free as a maple leaf! I also want to be willful. " I looked at the gray sky and let out a sigh of longing for freedom.
In the sixth grade, the learning rhythm is tense and rapid. Yes, we are about to face the junior high school exam. Perhaps, in the eyes of parents, we are like a lamb, and we have to whip it with a whip before we can move forward. And this whip is like an extracurricular cram school, and a lot of pressure comes from it. And I am no exception: I have to make up lessons every day after school. This kind of life has changed me from a lively little girl to a boring "stress student" every day. Until one day, I finally broke out ...
There are a few leisurely white clouds floating in the blue sky. Poor me, I can't fly outside like a happy bird. I can only stay at home and catch up on my homework in extracurricular cram schools. As I wrote, I said to myself, "Damn homework, it's so hard to do, and I can't go out to relax." Damn, damn homework. "I looked out of the window and found my sister jumping outside like a happy rabbit, running around at my mother's urging, and I could only be locked up at home and looked at her greedily. At this moment, I accidentally glanced at it and found a photo of me when I first entered the sixth grade on the wall. In the photo, I am so happy and free. Even with my mother around, I am still so headstrong. Now, I don't have a smile on my face, and I have a "bitter gourd face", as if someone owed me a debt.
My heart seems to fly out, and I can no longer seriously think about the topic in my hand. Standing in the room, I looked at those free and unrestrained photos around me. My tears flowed quietly, and my pressure, my anger and my grievances piled up inside. ...
Gradually, the tears stopped and I calmed my excited heart. I sat squarely at my desk and willingly solved the problems in the cram school. All the problems have been solved, and I have a bright smile on my face.
I understand that although I sometimes want to be willful, I will think of my parents' good intentions.
Yes, I have grown up, and willfulness is no longer my master. I can't be as headstrong as before, because my parents expect something from me.
Sometimes, I also want to be willful, let go of all the pressure, feel childlike, and feel happy.