Tears. Look at the classmates around you, it will ruin yourself, but the addition and subtraction fall on the bright red 88 points. ...
Through that layer of tears, I almost passed out, but kindly told me that the wrong questions were all due to carelessness! Take a closer look, I ...
After school: I only got 88 points. Are you happy? The wrong question is not that you can't. I checked this paper several times, and it was all over 90%, which was a little sad. I quickly returned to my seat with excitement. You should understand this truth ... "
Listen to my father's words: "As one, but my father didn't say anything about me, it fell into my hands and there was injustice."
I remember it was a Tuesday morning and I came home with a feeling of anxiety. I saw the teacher handing out yesterday's math test paper. How can you be so careless? Everyone is smiling, and I will definitely get 100 tears.
2011-/kloc-0-05 Author, it told me a profound truth, like 2, but you wrote 3, I thought my father would scold me, and I didn't know until I asked.
2. I am so sad. One Sunday, I went to take part in part-time study and walked home excitedly.
On the way, while singing, I thought of the rabbit at home: "When I get home, I will carry it to the roof and give it fresh leaves." When I got home, I ran to the second floor and opened the balcony door, but the rabbit fell to the ground in front of me! It's hard to watch it breathe.
I was shocked. I immediately ran to find my grandmother who was experienced in raising rabbits, hoping that she could save rabbits. I know the rabbit has a cold, and it will die if it is not treated! When I arrived at my grandmother's house, I said to her anxiously, "grandma, grandma, the rabbit is sick." What should I do? " Give her medicine quickly! "Grandma looked at the rabbit, sighed on the first floor and said," This rabbit is hopeless, even if it is fed with any medicine, it is useless. "
But I don't want to believe it. I can't leave the rabbit. I insist that grandma feed the rabbit medicine.
Grandma said helplessly, "well, I'll try my best!" " "After feeding the medicine, I thought the rabbit could stand up. Unexpectedly, it has intensified! Sleep limply on the ground. I began to cry sadly.
The rabbit slept on the cold ground and looked at me in despair, as if to say to me, "master, I can't play with you anymore." I held the rabbit tightly in my arms. How I wish it would get better in my arms! But the rabbit slowly stopped breathing.
Tears welled up in my eyes in pain. Losing a rabbit may be nothing in the eyes of adults, but to me, losing it is like losing a relative! I'll never forget the rabbit's painful expression before he died! Everyone has his own happiness, regret and sadness. Happy things are unforgettable. Unfortunate things are painful, but sad things are lingering.
In my life, there is a very sad thing still echoing in my mind ... One day last year, I was discharged from the hospital! On such a happy day, something happened that made me very sad-mom and dad quarreled! That morning, I was discharged from hospital. When I got home, my mother brought me hot water and wanted to wash my face. However, she accidentally knocked over the water and got wet.
Dad saw it and shouted at his mother loudly, "Liu Miaoqin, how do you do things?" You can pour a basin of water on the ground! ""hey! Zhu Chunpu! What do you mean? I didn't mean to! " "good! You didn't mean it! You are right! Is it my fault? "... I saw them quarreling, so I had to drag my tired and weak body to stand up and quickly said," Mom and Dad, stop arguing! Isn't it just knocking over a basin of water? There's nothing to argue about! "Unexpectedly, not only did they not listen to my advice, but my father also loudly called me an adult! Stay away from the children! Hearing this, I was afraid and wronged: did I do something wrong again? I just don't want them to quarrel ... why did you scold me? They quarreled, so they fought! I was afraid that they would really fight, so I ran to stop them regardless of the pain of my knife ... Instead of stopping them, the two of them used me as a tool and pushed each other mercilessly. I fell on the cold floor, tears kept falling ... at this time, I felt more wronged and sad! I couldn't help shouting, "What did I do wrong? Why are you doing this to me? Why? Even if you want to fight! Can't we make it another time? Don't forget, your daughter just left the hospital today! Can't you reassure her? "No matter how I call and shout, they still ignore me! Seeing this, I cried even more! I rushed out of the house and left my cruel parents! I left this heartbreaking home ... I still remember it vividly! It really makes me sad! I can never erase it from my memory! This incident really made me sad, and I drifted away, but one thing still stuck in my mind, as if it happened yesterday. It was the fourth grade, and suddenly some vendors appeared at the school gate to sell ducklings. Looking at the duckling's furry little body and flat mouth, I feel very cute. After I got home, I had a hard time persuading my mother to give me one yuan to buy one.
In the afternoon, when I arrived at the school gate, I heard the duckling "quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack
In the classroom, in order not to let the teacher find the duckling, each of us put some paper in the desk, put the duckling in, and then sealed the hole in the desk with tape. Ha, foolproof.
At the beginning of the class, the teacher just started the lecture, and the beautiful "singing" of the duckling sounded around, which made the teacher's glasses almost fall to the ground. When she reacts, the consequences can be imagined.
The teacher asked us to take all the ducklings out and put them in the cardboard boxes in the corner of the classroom. The ducklings looked at us innocently, as if to say, "What's the matter? Who did I piss off? I did not make a mistake. Why did you arrest me? " The teacher went on with the class, but we were all thinking about the duckling, and no one listened carefully.
The teacher was even more angry and asked the monitor to send all the ducklings to the doorman at once. I really don't know what it's like to watch the monitor leave ... at night, I think of the duckling's beautiful singing and innocent eyes, and I wonder how it is now. Did you eat well and sleep well? I can't help crying.
Teacher, it is wrong for us to bring the duckling to the classroom, but you can't give it away. It is unfair for ducklings to be treated like this.
I was really sad that day. During my growing up, many things happened. With the passage of time, many things have been forgotten, but one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind, which is my saddest thing.
I remember it was last semester, and the school was going to hold a sports meeting. I want to take part in the skipping competition, but the teacher said that only ten students would be selected to take part in the competition. At that time, my heart was hanging in the air, and I thought: What if I wasn't chosen?
After a round of preliminary competition, I was selected as a result, and I was very happy! The teacher added: "Wear school uniforms during the competition." At this time, I thought: my school uniform pants are going to fall off, so I must ask my mother to tighten the waistband when I go back. But it happened that my mother didn't come back after working overtime that day, so she didn't help me clean up.
The next day, it was time for the skipping competition. I was so nervous that I held the skipping rope tightly with both hands and waited for the competition to start. At first, I listened to the teacher drinking 3, 2, 1, and I jumped desperately. All I could hear was the hum of skipping rope and the sound of classmates counting ... What I was worried about still happened, and my pants kept falling down. I lifted them up, only jumped a few times, and they were loose again. What a nuisance. . Hearing the teacher say 3, 2, 1 stop, I only jumped 95 times. According to other students, there are more than one hundred. I am so sad that tears can't stop flowing down. I don't feel proud of my class. I'm sorry for my teacher's classmates. Teachers and classmates say it doesn't matter, but I ...
This incident makes me sad, sad because I skip rope too little!
4. The composition of the fourth grade of primary school: "That time, I was really sad" failed in 400 words, which can make people fall into the abyss and become the driving force for people to go up.
Once, I didn't finish writing my mid-term exam composition, and there were still many blanks to fill in. A few days later, the paper was handed out. I never thought that I would take the 29-30 exam. Looking at this bright red note, my heart became cold, as if every cross had cut a knife deeply in my heart. "30" weighed me down like a big stone.
When I got home, I stayed alone in my room, staring at the paper, and my mind was in a mess. I really don't know how to tell my parents. My eyes can't help getting wet. I picked up the test paper and walked out the door. Dad worked hard. My mother is meticulous in housework, which gives me a comfortable environment. My eyes can no longer hold tears as big as beans. I really wanted to get into bed and cry.
Mom and dad came out to see me: "What's the matter, Tufei?" "Mom, I didn't do well in the exam this time." I read my mother's paper in the voice of a little mosquito.
My mother patted me gently: "silly child, if you don't pass the exam, you will fail." Why are you so sad? " Who can do it well every time? "This is an unexpected answer, but I froze. Father said, "haven't you heard?" Failure is the mother of success. "Mom and dad say this, which makes me even worse. Let's just say I had a good meal. Dad said meaningfully: "failure and success are things that everyone has to experience." Keep working hard and be sure to find the reason for the failure. "
After listening to my father's words, my heart seems to be a lot easier. I want to turn it into a kind of motivation and let me keep forging ahead.
These days are really hard.
You ask me why I'm sad? To tell you the truth, my most respected grandmother died last week. A few weeks before grandma died, I spent my last time with her.
I still remember that at that time, my grandmother would accompany me to the nearby park for morning exercises almost every morning; At night, whenever I can't sleep, grandma always sings for me with her gentle voice and tells me stories, which makes me enter a sweet dream. Whenever I cry to give up, grandma always encourages me and restores my confidence.
At that time, I was surrounded by happiness every day. Four hours before grandma died, grandma made it clear that she would take me to the amusement park after I finished all my homework. Why didn't she keep her promise? Grandma, I wish you could live one more day, even if it's just one more day.
I believe that day must be the most precious day in my life. Do you know that?/You know what? Since your death, I have never thought about tea and rice, even I have never been distracted in class, and I have become listless and lazy in class.
Now I know what "time flies, the sun and the moon fly". How short my time with you is. However, when I saw you die, there was a smile on your lips. I think you must be dreaming a beautiful dream at the moment! Although I can't bear to part with it again, I'm glad to see your smile.
As the saying goes, "All good things must come to an end", at this moment, I feel a little happy. Sorry, 400 words. -500 words.
6. Write a composition on the topic "I really had a hard time today". The number of words is less than 500 words. I happened to see a diary when I was sorting out old books this morning. It says "An Angie, second grade". Isn't that what I wrote when I first started writing a diary? I really want to see how my diary was written at that time. Strong curiosity drove me to gently turn to the first page: 650. It's sunny. Today is National Day. Everyone is very happy, but I am very sad. Because Xiaohua Mall ate the goldfish my father bought me, I was very angry. I hit Xiaohua Mall, and Xiaohua Mall ran away in fear. Poor me, the little goldfish is gone, and Xiaohua Mall has run away. Now I have nothing. Who will play with me again? I'm really sad, so sad! After reading it, I couldn't help laughing internally at my diary, which was pitifully naive. I don't have the imposing manner of parallelism and Mandy's catchy mouth, nor the aesthetic feeling of metaphor, nor the anthropomorphic image. Only a few words can be used. But when I turned over these pages, I felt a sour taste in my heart. When I closed the book, I sighed deeply ... My diary was really childish, even a little.
7. This incident really makes me sad. Everyone has his own happiness, regret and sadness. Happy things are unforgettable, but regrettable things are unforgettable.
But sad things are even more unforgettable. In my life, there is a very sad thing still echoing in my mind ... One day last year, I was discharged from the hospital! On such a happy day, something happened that made me very sad-mom and dad quarreled! That morning, I was discharged from hospital. When I got home, my mother brought me hot water and wanted to wash my face. However, she accidentally knocked over the water and got wet. Dad saw it and shouted at his mother loudly, "Liu Miaoqin, how do you do things?" You can pour a basin of water on the ground! ""hey!
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8. I really don't want to, don't want to, don't want to grow up.
"This lyrics, sing the voice of ten million people in Qian Qian, including me.
With the growth of age, it is more and more difficult to ask questions in various subjects, so I have to immerse myself in the sea of books and can't spare a little time to play. Every time I send a piece of paper that says failed, I can only sigh silently.
Being admitted to high school has become the only motivation for my study in my heart, as if I have been preparing for the senior high school entrance examination all my life. Constantly failing grades make my troubles accumulate. Hearing the word "reducing the burden" is not like the carnival in primary school, but full of sadness.
Bad things keep happening, and my parents don't love me as much as when I was a child. They compare my scores with others all day. I am convinced that the contradiction between my parents and me is intensifying step by step.
The only people I can talk to are my grandparents, who still love me as before, but my grade is gradually rising, and my grandfather died when I was in the sixth grade. This made me deeply realize the pain of losing my loved ones.
Why do people have to experience so many setbacks and pains in this life? Recall how harmonious the family was when I was a child. A family of three leads a warm life, regardless of rank. I am the baby in the eyes of my parents. My parents will always be my good parents. My grandparents enjoy their family life without worrying about illness and death.
I can snuggle up in my parents' arms and indulge in coquetry. When I see something delicious, I can eat to my heart's content. However, the opposite is true.
My parents' love turned into a frost whip and beat me with love without reservation. Dirty society taught me how to flatter myself and see others pretend to be another way. This kind of life is beyond my endurance.
I really want to go back to childhood! I don't know how many times I thought about fire, but it never came true. Li Bai's Hard to Walk inspired me deeply: "I will ride the wind and waves one day, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea." Work hard, no matter whether you are favored by others or enter high school, at least, I have tried, and I won't regret it! However, I still want to go back to my childhood! Although I know it's impossible
9. How to write a composition on the topic that you are really having a hard time? Since I entered junior high school, the first thing that impressed me was a math exam. It is like a steel nail nailed into my heart, which will not rust or shake, and has become an indelible memory in my mind.
I remember taking an exam on the second day of school. I thought an exam was nothing. This kind of quiz should be dealt with casually. I'll divide by three, five and two and hand it over to the podium at once. Maybe it was luck. I got 95 points. The teacher praised me, and I felt that junior high school mathematics was not as difficult as I thought, so I was secretly complacent.
To my surprise, the sunny day was followed by a storm. Soon, the second exam was held, and I waited with more pleasure. I finished the exam at the speed of a pen and checked it quickly. Then I looked around the classroom, and the excellent students in the class were thinking hard and trying to check it carefully. I didn't think it was necessary, so I was distracted in my seat.
"Ding-ding-ding-"The bell finally rang. I quickly handed the test paper to the podium, and I checked the answers with Xiang Zhiyong and others. I found myself making several mistakes. I began to feel nervous and depressed all afternoon. Zhu Tian's words always echo in my ears, "I'm fine, I'm fine!" "I want to shout, but I can't.
Finally, the storm came. I went to the math evening study hall. Miss Wan walked to the podium with an angry expression and didn't know how to vent. She slapped a stack of papers on the table, sat down in a scary posture, and read the scores "Zhu Tian 100, Li Guotao 100,-".Finally, it was my turn. It's really a score that makes me angry-85.
After reading the scores, the teacher severely criticized us backward classmates. I retreated ten points, and I quietly slapped myself ten times. But I don't feel pain at all, because this kind of pain is insignificant compared with the pain in my heart. I dare not look up, let alone face up to the teacher. I feel dissatisfied with myself, very angry and heartbroken. I feel too conceited.
This sad math exam will be the greatest wealth in my life!