Unforgettable thing 1 There is one thing that makes me unforgettable, that is, learning to swim in the summer vacation.
On a sunny August day, the happiest thing is to go swimming Looking at the laughing people in the swimming pool, sitting on the shore with their chins propped up in boredom, I wish I could play in the water carefree! But I can't swim. My sister laughed after listening: "As long as you learn, I promise to serve you home and turn you into an excellent swimmer!" " "
My sister said, "Swimming mainly depends on the method. You should watch the movements first, and then practice by yourself! Look good! " With that, she got into the water and accurately expressed such movements: pedaling, merging, pedaling, and … how interesting! It seems that I can become a "swimmer" soon! "Slice! It means' on, off, on, off'! It's too easy! " I pulled my mouth and shrugged it off. "That's not necessarily! If you want to think clearly, you have to coordinate your actions! " Sister said with a smile.
After careful training on the shore, I thought it was in place. Come on! I will be a skilled swimmer! "First of all, get into the water slowly and feel it …" With a splash, I felt that my sister was too wordy, so I plunged into the water. As a result, I found out after I got into the water that swimming was not a simple job. It is not easy to breathe in the water. When I inhale through my nose, I feel sore all over. And choked my mouth with water. I thought feebly, "It's no use scratching your hands. It is better to be quiet for a while and save your strength ... "But after a while, another idea" drilled "into my mind. "Look before you leap, why didn't you think of it before you went into the water ..." When I was thinking, my sister's hand lifted me up. ...
After landing, my first thought was: refuse to learn to swim! If everyone learns to swim and drowns once, I won't do it! I blamed my sister and said, "If I still serve my family, my life will be over!" " Sister calmly replied: "Sister, you are so anxious!" ! Do you want to give up halfway? Don't worry, I'm here! "With the encouragement of my sister again and again, I firmly picked up the floating board without hesitation. I just suffered a loss, now I have to learn a lesson! As soon as I gritted my teeth and got into the water, I kicked, closed my legs, kicked, and then … a miracle happened! I am like a little frog, floating on the water easily, and I can swim forward freely. I am really happy in my heart! My sister feels gratified for me, too.
"Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb." This is really an interesting and valuable thing!
Unforgettable thing Grade 5 Composition 2 Whenever I see the piano CET-6 certificate on the piano, I will think of a scene when I took the piano exam.
On the day of grading examination, candidates from all directions, accompanied by their parents, gathered in the hall of the Conservatory of Music, some of whom were from Hong Kong! The invigilator announced the examination rules first, and then began to report the number. The candidate became nervous. "No.325" reported my number, and I was nervous. My hands are sweaty and my heart is pounding. At this moment, my mother told me kindly in my ear, "Don't panic, try your best …" I nodded silently.
Candidates are divided into three groups, each group enters an examination room, and it is my turn to take the third exam. Looking at the kind face of the invigilator, my nervous heart gradually relaxed, watching the first two candidates skillfully play with their fingers and listening to their smooth music, I was immersed in the artistic conception of music. It's my turn to play. I played three tracks in B major, scale, arpeggio and regulation according to the requirements of the invigilator. The first track is Liszt Etudes, just like the rough waves of the sea. The more you play, the more excited and confident you are, and you are still very excited when you play the last note.
In the next few months, my family and I have been anxiously waiting for the announcement of the research results. When I got the "Piano Band Six Certificate", I jumped three feet high and was very excited, because this was my first piano grading certificate. My sweat did not flow in vain,
My diligence was recognized by the exam ... and it has always impressed me.
Unforgettable thing I still want to sit at my desk and write "Holiday Companion" as usual. My grandmother is washing clothes and writing. I heard her "Oh, dear!" Let out a cry, and I immediately ran to the bathroom and asked, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Grandma said, "I accidentally cut the handle with a washboard." It hurts! " "I said," Are you okay? I'll find a band-aid. "I ran to the balcony to find the medicine cabinet. I rummaged and rummaged, and the band-aid was gone. I hurried to the bathroom and said to my grandmother, "Grandma, there are no more band-AIDS. Hold on, wait for me. I'll be right back. " I put on my shoes and went downstairs before grandma answered. Fortunately, I know a drugstore near my home. I ran in quickly and said breathlessly, "Auntie, I want to buy a band-aid ..."
After paying the money, I hurried home. I just arrived at the door and didn't wait to knock. My grandmother opened the door because she was worried about me, so I waited for me anxiously at the door. When you see me, you say, "Son, I'm fine. I just broke my skin and left a little blood. What should I do if I am in such a hurry? " I said, "Grandma, it's okay. Come on! I'll help you. Hurry up and wrap your hands. " After wrapping my hands, I found that my face was covered with sweat. My grandmother helped me wipe my sweat and said with distress, "Good boy! Really grown up, grandma didn't hurt you for nothing! " In the evening, my grandmother and mother mentioned this matter, and my mother touched my head and said, "You are really a sensible and filial child!" " "
After listening to my mother's praise, I immediately understood the meaning of filial piety. Filial piety is unrequited, sincere and active, not lip service, but formal.
Filial piety is also to help elders and parents do something within their power, even the simplest housework can help parents share some hard work. Our elders and parents love us the most, and we should repay them with gratitude and filial piety.
Unforgettable things Since I can remember, many things have happened, some happy and some sad, and some have gradually disappeared from my mind. But there is one thing I always remember, always reminding my friends to help each other and be honest with each other!
It was a morning last winter, and my friend Qiqi, who lives downstairs, came to see me. She said to me, "Doudou, your hairy bear, I like it very much. Can you lend it to me for two days?" I thought to myself: I like this toy very much, too. If she breaks it for me or breaks it, I will be very sad. So I said to Qiqi, "I can't play with this furry bear for you, because I cherish it too." Can you find another toy? " Qiqi was very sad, her eyes were red, tears slowly flowed out, and then she went home alone. At that time, I really wanted to run over and hand her the teddy bear toy, but I only had one such toy, and selfish psychological warfare prevailed over friendship, so I still didn't lend it to my friends.
My mother came back in the evening and I told her about it. My mother said kindly, "Doudou, you and Qiqi are good friends." Good friends should care and help each other. Your toys should be shared with your friends. What you did this morning was wrong. " I feel ashamed. My face has turned red. I know I was wrong. I shouldn't be so selfish. "Mom, I was wrong. I should not be so stingy. I should share toys with my friends and help each other. I sent the toys to Qiqi's house! " Mom smiled and touched my head and said, "Doudou has grown up and is more sensible!" " When Qiqi got the toy, he hugged it happily and said, "Doug, that's very kind of you." I will cherish your toys. I have some interesting things to share with you. "
This incident made me realize, don't be too selfish, be honest with others, and friends can trust and help each other, so that life can be better!
Unforgettable thing In my memory, there is a funny thing, that is, I cooked hot and sour fish for the first time.
"My mom, I want to make my own hot and sour fish this day, can I?" I asked my mother. "Sure, just let me see your cooking!" I thought to myself: I must do it well. She usually looks down on me the most. I have to show it to her this time, because I have been stealing from the teacher for a long time.
Do as you say. I used to look like my mother, but I am a person who has never cooked. So I don't know where the oil is. After searching for a long time, I poured a bottle of black things into the diced fish in a rage. It seems, it seems, it seems ... What should we do next? I don't understand, but I can't put down my airs and don't want to "ask questions shamelessly" to my mother.
"Yes, I thought of it! You have to put cooking wine, cooking wine is white, yes, this bottle. " I said smugly. Maybe I was confused by the smell of smoke and poured a whole bottle of cooking wine into the pot.
This is terrible. What are we going to do? Yeah! Pour in all the white vinegar. This can cancel each other out. God, how could I be stupid enough to use mathematical concepts to deal with food? I don't care so much, a bottle of white vinegar leaked into the pot.
Half an hour later, my masterpiece came out. I took out chopsticks and bowls to prepare for dinner.
"My mother, please taste my masterpiece!" "good!"
"Spit, spit, spit! What did you do? Taste it yourself. " "Try it!" I said. "Spit, spit!" God, my fish is so sour! It turns out that oil is not oil but vinegar. My mother bought two bottles of white vinegar, one for cooking wine and the other for me. This means ... "Ah! It is equivalent to three bottles of vinegar I used to cook this fish! No wonder it is so sour, I am so stupid! " I regret to say. "Well, you also don't be sad. Don't be brave in what you do in the future, but learn from others with an open mind. " Mother said to me gently.
I think so too. If you don't pretend to know anything, you will learn from others modestly in your long life, and you will take fewer detours.
Unforgettable things When I was a child, many things happened, but a little thing that happened at the age of ten was imprinted in my heart like a brand, which made me unforgettable.
I finished the remedial class that day and thought that my mother was not at home, so I could go to my grandmother's house to play. So I called my mother to tell her, and then I ran to the station to wait for the bus. Soon the bus came, and I saw a seat sitting. Because there were many people on the bus, it was a mess. Soon the conductor came. I just wanted to pay the money, and he passed me as if I had already paid the money. I was surprised that someone paid for me, so I looked around. Without anyone I knew, I was even more puzzled.
At the midway station, someone got off and someone got on. It was as hot and noisy as an explosion, and some people smoked in the bus, which made many people cough and cover their mouths and noses. Those people were embarrassed to put out their cigarettes. After a while, the air was much better.
Another stop, just the same. Some people get on and off, but that's just a stop below my waist. It's really slow to stop and go for hundreds of meters in the car. So I picked up my mobile phone and called my grandmother, saying that I would go to her place to play later, and I was on my way.
A few minutes later, I finally arrived at the station. I thought he would ask for money when I got off the bus, but I never saw him. So I ran off the bus to my grandmother's house, thinking, why didn't the conductor ask me for money? After a while, I thought of the answer. It turned out that there were many people on the bus at that time. I was lucky and took advantage of it.
The more I thought about it, the happier I became, so I quickened my pace. When I arrived at my grandmother's house, I excitedly told her about it. Unexpectedly, she immediately became serious and said, "What you did was wrong. You'd rather give up honesty with a small deal. Although you said you got a bargain, it was only material, but you suffered a big loss in quality. Do you think this is a good thing? "
I was ashamed after listening to it.
Although many years have passed, I will never forget, I will never forget, my grandmother's teaching and honesty.
Unforgettable things Many things happened in my primary school. In the dead of night, I still remember them vividly, just like what just happened. Among them, what impressed me most was my father's concern and care for me when I had a high fever of 40 degrees in grade three.
That day, I wriggled in bed. When my father saw it, he asked with concern, "What's the matter? What's wrong? " . Have you caught a cold？ "I replied weakly," I think so. " Dad came over and touched my forehead and said, "It's a little hot. Listen, I told you to eat more at night, but you didn't listen. Now you are ill. "He said, open the drawer and get me some medicine." Take medicine? I hate taking medicine! "If it is at ordinary times, I will have thousands of reasons to refuse to take medicine, but today the situation seems to be wrong. I subconsciously didn't refuse. Maybe I'm really sick. Dad found me a pair of good medicine, told me to sleep and said, "Just sleep for a while", so I went to sleep. But two hours later, my fever was even higher. My father ran to the hospital without hesitation behind my back. On the way to the hospital, my father almost fell down several times. I told my father to slow down, but he ran away without looking back.
Soon we arrived at the hospital, and my father settled me down and ran up and down to pay the registration fee for me ... Finally, I entered the ward 30 minutes later and had an intravenous drip, but when I was joking with me, my condition seemed to rise and fall, reaching 42 degrees when I was high. My father has been by my side all these days when I struggled with death. Once I woke up from a coma and saw my father looking at the dripping needle water with bloodshot eyes. I was afraid that air would enter my body after the injection, so my father stayed with me until I recovered.
Although it has been a long time, as long as I see an adult running to the hospital with a child in her arms, I can immediately think of it, because it lets me know that my father cares about me and loves me deeply!
Unforgettable things There are many things in my mind, as many as the stars in the night sky. There is one thing that makes me feel extremely guilty and unforgettable. That was a few years ago.
One day when I came home from school, I just wanted to play for a while. I danced with my friends in the yard and chased them. When I had enough, I planned to go upstairs and do my homework. Because we were so excited to play in the yard, our minds were empty for a while and we even forgot what our homework was.
After that, I was stunned. Wouldn't it be more troublesome to let parents know and teachers know? I suddenly fell into a panic and didn't know what to do. I'm prone on the table again, trying to remember, but I've forgotten it, and I can't recall it. I suddenly used my quick wits and thought, "As long as they ask if they have done their homework?" I told you there was no homework. Isn't that enough? So I gradually relaxed and played in the room. I thought to myself: I am really "smart"!
As usual, I didn't come out until my mother asked me to eat.
I swaggered out of the room and my parents asked, "Have you finished your homework?" I was stunned and quickly said, "Well, well, there is no homework today." "Well, what are you doing in the room?
And then what? ""I am, I am, I am reading. "Then come to dinner." Mom said. I breathed a long sigh of relief. I was secretly pleased: fortunately, I responded in time, otherwise it would be over. I found that I am not only "extremely smart", but also "not in a crisis"!
The next day, I went to school. The teacher asked me for homework, and I was confused and said something. The teacher said to me, "Come to my office after class." I muttered, "that's it. Did I miss anything? The teacher saw through it. " After a while, I felt nothing. Then, the mood will gradually calm down.
After class, I dawdled into the teacher's office. My heart began to pound again, my face flushed and I was at a loss. I thought the teacher was going to criticize me, but the teacher told me to sit down and educate me seriously. He told me the story of "Wolf coming": "It is said that a child was herding sheep on the mountain. Because he was lonely and bored, he wanted to play a prank and shouted to the adults at the foot of the mountain:' Wolf coming'. When the adults put down their farm work and chased them to the mountains, they found the children lying in the grass, laughing happily. Being cheated once or twice, the wolf really came for the third time, and the adults didn't believe it. Finally, the child was eaten by the wolf! "
At this point, my face is redder. I wish there was a crack in the ground for me to drill down at once. Under the teacher's education, I admitted my mistake. Know that you should not lie, but be an honest and trustworthy boy.
Since then, I have never lied to anyone. This matter has been on my mind. It always warns me not to lie, but to be an honest and trustworthy person.
Unforgettable thing The sky was covered with dark clouds. Soon, it began to rain lightly. It is raining harder and harder. I vaguely saw a mother and son walking home in the rain. ...
When I was a child, our family was very harmonious and I had a good time. But once I made my mother angry. I was playing alone at home that day, and I had a great time. I unconsciously met my mother's vase. Sure enough, the vase fell to the ground and broke with a bang. "Finished finished, this vase is my mother's birthday when my friend gave it to my mother. My mother cherishes it and cleans it every day. My mother will criticize me if she knows that I broke the vase. what can I do? Or I'll tell my mother that the wildcat broke the vase. Well, that's it. "
After hiding in the bedroom for more than two hours, my mother came back. Sure enough, as soon as I came back, I saw broken vases all over the floor. I went to the bedroom angrily and asked if I had broken the vase. I told my mother according to my pre-planned lines, but my mother obviously didn't believe me. "The doors and windows are closed, how can a wild cat come in?" I panicked when my mother asked me this question.
Guess I might lie, my mother got angry and began to educate me: "I taught you not to lie since I was a child, but I didn't expect you to lie today because of this …" Listening to my mother's criticism, I finally couldn't help it, quarreled with my mother, and finally rushed out of the house in a rage.
Who knows that the fine weather just now seems to be bad for me, and it began to rain. After running in the rain for a while, I also figured it out. It's really my fault. I should have the courage to admit my mistakes, rather than choose to use lies to escape my mistakes. But I can't pull my face home. Vaguely, I saw a figure in the rain. It's my mother. My mother came to see me.
On my way home, I apologized to my mother. My mother touched my head and said earnestly, "My mother has always believed that you are an honest child."
Although it has been a long time, I will never forget it. In the future, I will be an honest child who will make my mother proud.
Unforgettable thing 10 On that day, my father went shopping. Instead of letting me go, he told me to stay at home. After waiting for a long time, I felt that I had nothing to do, so I picked up a mop and mopped the floor.
I dragged it into the kitchen first and then into the bedroom. I think it's funny, I'm particularly interested, and the more I work, the more I gain. After a while, the mop stuck together and became a knot in one's heart. I wanted it to spread out, so I shook the mop hard and let out a scream! It turned out that I spilled dirty water on the mop on the wall. God, this wall was painted only a few days ago. what can I do? I looked at the dirty wall and was really afraid that my father would hit me. I was nervous and scared. At this moment, a good idea came to me. I found a bucket of white paint and brushed the dirty place, but the wall suddenly turned black and I was even more afraid. After a while, a miracle happened. The wall is still as white as before, and you can't see that it has been painted. I'm finally relieved.
In the evening, my father came back and brought me a lot of food. I quickly shoveled it. After dinner, I went to bed. I suddenly remembered that I had stained the wall, so I thought, should I tell dad or not? . On second thought, I think I should be an honest man. I decided to tell my father.
The next day, I told my father what had happened My father didn't hit me, but praised me, saying that I was an honest boy and urged me to be careful in my future work. My heart is full of joy.
This thing is really hard to forget!