Unforgettable things in the composition of primary school life

I sat on the ground and cried. My mother just got back, saw my face flushed and asked, "Orfila, what's the matter?" I was speechless at once. Mother said, "Do you want to put out the fire with a broom at once?"

Unforgettable things

It was an unforgettable day. Grandma took my sister and me to the zoo because it was a long way. Grandma, my sister and I got on the bus and we walked. The bus stopped suddenly and an uncle came along. I took a peek. My uncle went to my sister's seat, and her sister quickly stood up and said, "Uncle, your legs are not flexible when you sit here." My sister gave her seat to the uncle, who sat on it and walked for a while. Suddenly, the car braked suddenly and knocked her down. Uncle saw that the crutch had been thrown away, so he quickly helped her up. I was very uncomfortable after reading it, so I gave my seat to my sister. I smiled. Finally, my grandmother and sister and I got off the bus, and my uncle left by car. We walked into the zoo and saw many animals, all kinds of animals. We had a good time. In the afternoon, it's time for dinner. I got on a bus with my grandmother and sister and went home. On the way, I thought about it. Although my sister is young, she is very sensible. She can give up her seat and stand by. It's really a modern little Lei Feng. I'm really ashamed.

Unforgettable event (beginning)

Friend, what can't you forget? There must be, and I am no exception. It was a beautiful spring, and all our teachers and students came to Qionghai Park early in the morning. As soon as I stepped into the gate, I saw colorful flowers, several beautiful butterflies dancing among the flowers, and even the little bees were attracted by the beautiful scenery. Oh! Oh! A bad smell of air came at me. What happened? We must find out the truth. Walking forward, we came to a snack bar by the sea. The students were dumbfounded at first sight. Unexpectedly, there is another disappointing place in Qionghai, which is so beautiful: plastic bags covered with oil are "floating" at sea, various beverage bottles are "paddling" at sea, and small fish are "sleeping" at sea. What should we do?

Every time I open my photo album, there is a photo in it that I will never forget. Look, there is a little girl standing next to a lovely snowman in the photo, laughing so happily. That little girl is me, and the lovely snowman is the harvest of my first snowman. How unforgettable this time is!

I remember that time I went to Yulong Snow Mountain with my parents, and we got off halfway up the mountain, ah! Jade Dragon Snow Mountain is like the home of Snow Queen in fairy tales. It is covered with silver makeup and flawless white. Look around. Wow, there is white everywhere. It's like entering a dream like snow. "By the way," I said, "with so much snow, let's make a snowman competition! Such a good opportunity will not be wasted! " Everyone said yes with one voice. I said, "well, let's work in pairs, the red team, the yellow team and the blue team."

My mom and I were assigned to the blue team, and after my dad gave the order, we started piling. We first grab a handful of fluffy white snow, knead it into a slightly round ball, then put the snowball on the ground and start rolling. My mother Qi Xin and I rolled and rolled together, only to see the snowball getting bigger and bigger. We compacted the soft place. The last round and big snowball is OK. Next, I want to be the head of a snowman. While doing it, I asked my mother, "Mom, did you make a snowman when you were a child?" Mother said, "Of course, it snows in winter is our favorite time. After the snow stopped, my friends and I made a snowman in the yard, holding a small shovel and a small bucket. We also use two big buttons to make snowman's eyes, carrots to make snowman's nose and brooms to make snowman's hands. " Say, say the snowman's head is ready, so I put the snowman's head on the snowman. I also took off my hat and scarf and took it to the snowman. Just right. So I ran to the side and found some small stones, two for the snowman's eyes, one for the snowman's nose and two branches for the snowman's hands. Wow! Finished, look, the lovely snowman seems to be smiling at me! I saw two other pairs of snowmen, and they also had their own characteristics. Dad said, "I didn't expect my daughter to make such a good snowman!" " "After listening to this sentence, I am happy to sing and dance around the snowman, and the songs are floating in the air of Yulong Snow Mountain.

Seeing this photo, I seem to see the scene at that time and feel the happiness at that time. I can't help laughing!

Unforgettable things

When I was nine years old, an unforgettable thing happened to me. It seems that it happened yesterday, and I still remember it vividly.

After school, "Ding" rang, and the students kept chattering and discussing where to play. I discussed playing football with some friends.

We found a clearing, so we kicked it heartily. As the audience, several girls cheered for us, and the more we played, the more brilliant we became. Suddenly, a ball flew over and I caught it. I am very proud. I closed my eyes and kicked hard, but I didn't know which direction to kick. I just heard a bang. Ah, the window glass was broken by a ball. I saw a white-haired grandfather at that window, looked out, and then turned away as if to come out. Other students dragged me to run and said, "That old man will definitely scold you when he comes out, and may even complain to the teacher." Let's go "I still stood there motionless and said," I want to apologize to grandpa because I broke his cup. "Other partners can't.

After a while, the old man really came. I went over to him and said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry I broke your cup." The old man smiled and said, "As long as you can correct your mistakes, you are a good boy. Remember, be careful in the future. " I smiled and said, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Since then, I have been very careful in everything. When I make a mistake, I always bravely admit it and correct it when I know it.

I always forget my dreams at night, in the blue night sky.

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Unconsciously, spring has left with a brisk pace. It's early summer, and Chongqing is getting hotter and hotter. It seems to be much more agitated, flashy and noisy.

I still look at the night sky sideways through the French window in a very childhood way. What I see is a bright night sky without stars, which may be a pity, but it may render the prosperity of Chongqing as a whole.

It will be quiet tonight, and my parents won't be here.

It will be noisy tonight, because outside the window.

I saw the moon. It was a waning moon. It stood in a pale and proud posture. The moonlight is not bright, but at least it is as clear as water. I suddenly remembered Su Shi's Night Tour in Chengtian Temple, but I'm afraid people prefer "I wish people a long time and take Wan Li Road."

Early summer is a pure taste, and night is a deep prayer.

I always like the night, especially the quiet night. In early summer, I like the just moderate heat, just like parting, full of hope and vitality, fresh and yearning.

The night in early summer begins with shyness.

Chongqing is my hometown. In my eyes, it is getting more and more perfect. But I often can't see the stars. Those childhood dreams missed me at this elegant beginning of my youth. I don't know if I will remember my dreams, my childhood and my youth when I sit on the tail of youth.

It's getting louder and louder. Did you see it? The neon outside the window is bright, and countless tall buildings stand proudly. I don't know if I will remember the green grass outside my childhood window. It's concrete now, and it's even more lonely in the cold night.

But I know the ending, and I know this is a sign of urban progress, because nothing can remain the same. There are always people who say that things are different, so what about things?

We are walking through every season with a listening attitude, and we can no longer feel whether the wind blowing from our ears is happy or painful. Spring has passed, missed the beginning of a semester, missed the recovery of everything in spring. The fleeting time and beautiful footprints are my memories.

Now I can only wave goodbye, just like saying goodbye to my classmates when I graduate. I keep telling myself to always remember those strong faces that I will never see again, smile, and then I find that I can't do anything about it.

Everyone is just a passer-by in each other's life, just like the night in early summer is an episode of countless seasons and countless days. So learn to cherish it better.

Some people say that if you do one thing repeatedly every day, you will find that time passes quickly.

I think so, too. When I stand in the carriage of the light rail and see countless criss-crossing buildings and winding asphalt roads, I look at the faint smiling face of time, which is recorded in our lives and parasitic in our lives.

The night in early summer is beautiful, but the passage of time is real.

I used to love the world, but I didn't know how small I was until I saw The Divine Comedy. There is no absolute thing, no absolute time and no absolute love.

It's early summer night, quiet, like a sleeping child. Maybe the car horn is really the best lullaby.

Learn to face life with courage, learn to face life with pride, and learn to face time with tenacity.

Early summer night.

Please tell me what a wonderful evening it is.

Now all I can sing is the chapter on heaven:

I saw scattered pages of the whole universe.

Completely collected in the depths of light.

Kindness is bound into a complete book.

Physical and accidental things

And the relationship between them.

It seems to be integrated.

So what I said is just a simple picture.

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Respondent: Zhou 1994 12 1- level 3 20 10-5-9 20:2 1.

Time flies, five years have passed in a blink of an eye. Yesterday, I was just a freshman. Today, I have to say this sentence with tears in my eyes: "Goodbye, alma mater!" " "

My alma mater, you made me change from an ignorant urchin into a young pioneer with ideals and ambitions, and you led me into the boundless ocean of knowledge. Alma mater, you linked me with my beloved first teacher, and you made me make so many intimate partners.

During my five-year primary school career, I learned a lot from my first teacher and got a lot of happiness from my friends. Alma mater, you taught me to love my motherland, be diligent and honest. Thought of here, my heart a little more fear, a little more attachment. I am so scared that I can't play and laugh with my classmates in your arms. I'm afraid that the teacher's inculcation can't supplement my mind. I'm afraid of ... my alma mater. I really want time to stay at this moment and let me enjoy the warmth in your arms again.

Alma mater, how many memories I left in your arms. I remember the sound of our reading, the teacher standing in front of the blackboard on the podium and writing carefully, I remember playing on the playground with my friends, I remember ... dear alma mater, although your classroom is not big and your playground is not wide, although your equipment is not advanced. However, I don't dislike you at all. I still love you deeply, because you have taught us a lot of knowledge and a lot of truth. It is how many pillars of the country you have cultivated and how many useful talents you have created. You have done meritorious service!

Dear alma mater, I want to say goodbye to you. Can I look forward to your future? Ten years later, I went back to my mother. The classroom is spacious and bright, with advanced and high-grade equipment, and the campus is full of green. How wonderful it is!

Dear mom, I wish you all the best. May you be full of peaches and plums. I wish you become a famous Sanjin school. Oh, no, you have to go out of Shanxi and go to China!

Goodbye, my dear alma mater!

When I left my alma mater ...

I cried when I was leaving my alma mater. Everything in my alma mater is so clear and dazzling. In the golden sunshine, it looks dazzling. Looking at everything in my alma mater, I was lost in thought: my alma mater made me realize the value of friendship. I remember once, when I was in physical education class, I accidentally fell down while running, and blood poured out. When my classmates saw me, they came to help me, asked me if it hurt, helped me to the infirmary, and asked the school doctor to disinfect and rub my medicine for me. A few days later, I went back to class. When my classmates saw me, they were all caring, which deeply moved me. Friendship has added gorgeous colors to my life. When I am upset, my classmates come to comfort me. When I was unhappy, my classmates came to make me happy again. When I was in trouble, my classmates extended this pair of friendship hands again ... Yes! It has been six years, and friendship has made me feel neither lonely nor sad.

As the saying goes, books are the source of life. The alma mater is the cradle of growth, and the teacher is the guide of enlightenment. I was lost in thought again: ah! I remember my poor academic performance when I was a child. The teacher worked hard for this. I remember once, my multiplication formula must not be memorized. After school, the teacher took me to his house, asked me to read the multiplication formula and then recited it to him. I really don't even care about eating. At my alma mater, I changed from an ignorant child to a sensible and civilized sixth-grade student. This is all due to my alma mater, my beloved teacher. Another time, I couldn't do an application problem, and the teacher racked his brains to teach me, but I just couldn't learn it. The teacher was very angry until he taught me. Alma mater! It is you who gather the teachers in the abyss of knowledge together, let them educate us attentively, make us the pillars of tomorrow, and make the motherland's tomorrow more prosperous. Alma mater, you are the home of thousands of primary school students in Qian Qian. You are like an ocean of knowledge, and I am one of the small waves; You are like a lush tree, and I am a small leaf among them; You are like a mysterious universe, and I am a small planet.

Alma mater, alma mater, you will be a happy memory of my life.

Goodbye, dear alma mater.

Time flies, time flies. In a blink of an eye, six years of primary school study and life will be over. We are about to leave our alma mater where we have lived for six years. At the moment when we are about to leave our alma mater, we are particularly excited. Everyone's heart is full of nostalgia. Looking back, we can clearly remember six years of primary school life. The grass, trees, bricks and tiles of my alma mater are so familiar and cordial.

Never forget, dear teacher; I can't forget your inculcation; I can't forget your kind eyes; I can't forget ... how much effort and sweat you have paid for us, from boring pinyin letters to catchy compositions. You are a diligent gardener, you are an unknown silkworm, you are a hero behind a hero, and you are a giant at the foot of a giant! You are gentle and serious, humble and noble, ordinary and great. You have taught us simplicity, naturalness, enrichment and nobleness with full enthusiasm. Towering trees can't forget their roots, and vast rivers can't forget their sources. How can I forget my teacher?

I can't forget it, dear students! I can't forget the time we spent together day and night, and the profound friendship we forged. Over the past six years, we have struggled in the sea of knowledge, played in the beautiful campus and spent this wonderful time together. It's been six years, and it's going to be separated in an instant. How can I have peace of mind?

Can't forget, beautiful campus! You are like a gentle mother, feeding us with sweet milk and making us thrive. Here, we received a strict education. Here, we have developed a good study style of hard work, unity and friendship, attention to civilization and discipline. In your warm embrace, we have gained the nectar of knowledge, the power of wisdom and the truth of being a man. ...

Students, at this moment, your eyes are discerning and your thoughts are myriad. Although our graduating class is about to leave our alma mater, we will not forget you-my dear alma mater, and we will not forget you-my beloved teacher. I will never forget every day with you. ...

Memories of my alma mater are warm and beautiful, and gratitude to my alma mater is sincere and endless. Let me thank the teachers for their hard work again! Goodbye, the teacher who nurtured our growth! Goodbye and feed our alma mater!

I wish my alma mater a better tomorrow!

Dedicated to my alma mater.

Ah! Dear campus,

I want to gently pluck a cloud,

But how can a small cloud compare with your beauty and whiteness?

I want to tear off a piece of sky gently,

But he's too far away,

How can it compare with the kindness and warmth you bring to people?

I want to take a flower gently,

But its color can't compare with the gorgeous color that you light up our life.

Ah! Dear campus,

You have given us a beautiful environment,

Arranged the best teacher,

Let us little flowers better absorb the nectar of knowledge.

I love teachers,

She is the engineer of the human soul,

Take care of us,

The hardworking gardener used her sweat,

Watering our seedlings,

Expect us to grow into towering trees.

I love my classmates,

The flowers of friendship are all over Shan Ye,

That smell makes us feel the love around us.

Love is around,

Love is in my heart,

Ah! Dear campus,

You teach us history,

Let us appreciate,

Lu Xun's patriotism,

Madame Curie's dedication,

Lei Feng's selfless dedication.

Ah! Dear campus,

You let us appreciate the great rivers and mountains of our motherland.

Appreciate the green of the West Lake,

The wonderful beauty of Baotu Spring.

Ah! Dear campus,

You taught me to be a man,

Taught me to care.

Ah! Dear campus,

Wherever I go,

I will never forget my love for you!

Respondent: Little White Tortoise-Level 5 2010-5-1017: 34

The first lesson in our class this morning is Chinese. Teacher Xie arranged for us to perform the textbook drama Pottery and Tin Pot.

Teacher Xie said, "Let's send two representatives from each group to perform on the stage to see which group performs best." "good!" As soon as Teacher Xie finished speaking, each group leader immediately called the students in this group to choose soldiers and generals. The whole classroom was booed. Some recommended themselves, some recommended, some voted, and some drew lots. Its enthusiasm seems to be no less than the selection of members of the Olympic delegation. Every team wants to send a magic weapon and win the first place in the exhibition competition.

Soon, the performance lists of each group appeared. The first group is He Ye Literature, the second group is He, the third group is Huang Zhuolong, the fourth group is He Cai, and the fifth group is He Chen Jinrong. The teacher asked the representative of the fifth group to perform first. Wu Tiantian and Chen Jinrong memorized the text, but their performances were a bit clumsy, which made everyone burst into laughter. The second appearance was with Cai, usually recognized as talented actors in the class, but their performance was a bit off topic. The third appearance was Kelly and Huang Zhuolong, whose expressions and skillful language won everyone's praise. The fourth appearance is Shi Yang and Chen Yingying. Usually, they are not very impressed. With tacit cooperation, skillful language and the expression of just getting benefits, they won everyone's shouts. Finally, Heye appeared. Usually, he plays the pottery jar with boldness and cheerfulness, and usually the timid and introverted Ye plays the tin jar, which is a bit in line with the temperament of the pottery jar and tin jar in the play. At the beginning of the performance, it really showed great prestige, pride and arrogance. It was really like a proud clay pot, but Ye was very weak and not as competitive as an iron pot.

After the performance, Teacher Xie joined us in evaluating the ranking of each group. The results are the first in the second group, the second in the first and third groups, and the third in the fourth and fifth groups. And selected the best little actress, she is the girl Ma Qianqian. Teacher Xie asked to perform with her again. This time, the two of them performed better and made people laugh. Ma Qianqian really looks like an experienced actor.

They had just finished their performance when the bell rang. Hey, why is this class so short? It's fascinating. It's an unforgettable lesson for me.

Respondent: 292557636- Level 1 2010-5-10 20:13.

Unforgettable primary school life

How time flies! In a blink of an eye, after six years, I will graduate. Life in primary school is so wonderful and reluctant, and now we have to go our separate ways.

I am about to graduate. In these two thousand days, we are like a seedling, watered by the teacher.

It seems that there is the sound of us reading in the classroom, playing on the playground and laughing in the school circle. Every step, we left unforgettable memories.

We have gained a lot under the education of our alma mater. We got many friends and gained a lot of new knowledge, which made us polite students. We got a lot of good memories and unforgettable past events, and also got more compasses for dealing with people in the future. But we are about to graduate now. Looking back, we seem to be urging our teachers and encouraging them, as well as the lovely campus, to disappear from our songs. Moreover, I don't know when, we also became big brothers and sisters on campus and became role models for our younger brothers and sisters.

Now that we are about to graduate, the teacher's teaching, the sound of our reading and the laughter of our classmates are still ringing in our ears. Let's take a look at my last few days at school, the lovely campus, teach our teachers, encourage our classmates and cherish the days we spent together in these last few days.

All good things must come to an end, and time is gone forever. We will always remember the teacher's education and be a successful person.

Years are like songs, and six years of primary school life is like yesterday's clouds, which is really beautiful; Just like a cup of bitter gourd juice-bitter with sweet. ...

My teacher, my classmates, my classroom and my desk are unforgettable: they accompanied me in my six-year primary school life. No matter the ups and downs in six years, or saying goodbye to my classmates affectionately on graduation day, I walked out of the school gate and my legs were filled with lead: goodbye to my alma mater!

The tug-of-war competition in grade six made me realize the true feelings between teachers and students, the most sincere love between teachers and students. Everything in the past has not diluted my memory. I clearly remember that day-65438+February 5, when I first entered the classroom, I was greeted with a warm atmosphere. Four words are written on the blackboard: unite as one. Students' cheeks are like tomatoes-their blood is boiling. I understand that all this is caused by the teacher's "fanning the flames". When it was announced to go to the playground, everyone got up and ran to the playground with "brushes", and then the first game was the tug-of-war competition that our women's team had been waiting for for a long time.

There is an indescribable excitement in our hearts. Everyone stared at the glittering prize. The teacher's expectation of us has become the motivation in our hearts, and we are eager to win the first prize. "Shh-"The whistle sounded and we were ready. Everyone blushed and tried their best. At the same time, the teacher cheered for us loudly, and the students of Class 605 also cheered for us. Rope, rope, you have to fight for our breath! Teachers and students are exhausted, we must win! What a "God helps those who help themselves"! We finally won the first game. The next game, the most important one, became more and more intense. When we were about to win, the referee actually called us a foul. We were speechless, but in the next competition, we finally won the first place with practical actions, and a thousand words turned into tears.

The men's team failed, but the teacher always encouraged us and gave us confidence. That game has become a permanent memory in my mind.

Thinking of the unforgettable six-year primary school life, I can't help asking my former teachers and classmates; You guys okay?

Respondent: Zhiduoxing 520025- Level 1 2010-5-1021:31.

At the Spring Festival when I was four years old, there was one thing that I couldn't forget. Do you want to know? Let me describe it to you slowly!

Whenever the annual Spring Festival comes, many relatives and friends will come to visit me. Once, my father's colleague came to my house to pay a New Year call. My parents have prepared a lot of dishes, and sometimes when they are not full, they go to buy some cooked food to drink. I watched my father and uncles drinking wine and kept shouting, "Good wine!" "I think the food here is the best. I heard from my father and uncle that this wine is delicious. I think wine is more delicious than food! So, I asked them to bring me some wine to drink, and my father said, "What are the children fooling around? "Go, go,

Go and play. "

Here comes the opportunity. Mom and dad went out on business, leaving me alone. Ha, that's great. I walked into the kitchen and there was a bottle of Wuliangye on the cupboard. I tried my best to take off the bottle of wine I dreamed of and put it on the table. I couldn't wait to take a sip. I cried, it was really hot! It was so hot that I sat on the ground and cried. My mother just got back, saw my face flushed and asked, "Orfila, what's the matter?" I was speechless at once. Mom said again, "Have you been drinking?" I nodded, my mother smiled and bent down, and my mother took me into the room to sleep. When I got up, I saw my parents and uncles laughing when I came out. I bowed my head and walked back to my room, afraid to come out, lying on the bed crying. Do you think I am "stupid"?

The long road of life is bumpy and hard. What happened is like countless stars in the sky, but what I can't forget most is.

It was a summer vacation last semester. My brother and I came to play among the flowers and felt bored. So, my brother and I discussed what to play. He said, "We can wrap some pests in paper and burn them." I also think it's a good idea. I flew home, took two pieces of paper and made preparations.

My brother and I started catching pests. I'll carry the bag and he'll grab it. I tore up the test papers one by one and put them aside to wait for the "task". My brother moves so fast. A few minutes later, the first stop, Li Pin, was caught. That's a blue grasshopper. Its tentacles swayed uneasily, as if knowing its tragic fate. I wrapped it as soon as possible. The second grasshopper, Meng, also "reported for duty", and soon there were more than a dozen. Looking at these little things, my brother smiled and said, "Say goodbye to the world!" " "

We took those pests to the old guard, put them together and piled them on a hillside. Then, I took out my lighter and opened it beside the paper ball. Immediately, there were flames everywhere. I'm not worried about the fire, because there is a concrete floor below. However, flames are rushing around. Ruthless flame "added" to the earth and rushed at me. I'm sweating from the heat. No, the fire will spread to the wooden table. I'm already sweating profusely. I'll get a broom to put out the fire right away. The broom is on fire. Later, when I saw that the flame partner also came to help, the fire finally went out.

After this incident, I understand: you should think twice before you act, you can't be mindless, and you can't set yourself on fire. It taught me that I won't do it again.

Unforgettable things

It was an unforgettable day. Grandma took my sister and me to the zoo because it was a long way. Grandma, my sister and I got on the bus and we walked. The bus stopped suddenly and an uncle came along. I took a peek. My uncle went to my sister's seat, and her sister quickly stood up and said, "Uncle, your legs are not flexible when you sit here." My sister gave her seat to the uncle, who sat on it and walked for a while. Suddenly, the car braked suddenly and knocked her down. Uncle saw that the crutch had been thrown away, so he quickly helped her up. I was very uncomfortable after reading it, so I gave my seat to my sister. I smiled. Finally, my grandmother and sister and I got off the bus, and my uncle left by car. We walked into the zoo and saw many animals, all kinds of animals. We had a good time. In the afternoon, it's time for dinner. I got on a bus with my grandmother and sister and went home. On the way, I thought about it. Although my sister is young, she is very sensible. She can give up her seat and stand by. It's really a modern little Lei Feng. I'm really ashamed.

Unforgettable event (beginning)

Friend, what can't you forget? There must be, and I am no exception. It was a beautiful spring, and all our teachers and students came to Qionghai Park early in the morning. As soon as I stepped into the gate, I saw colorful flowers, several beautiful butterflies dancing among the flowers, and even the little bees were attracted by the beautiful scenery. Oh! Oh! A bad smell of air came at me. What happened? We must find out the truth. Walking forward, we came to a snack bar by the sea. The students were dumbfounded at first sight. Unexpectedly, there is another disappointing place in Qionghai, which is so beautiful: plastic bags covered with oil are "floating" at sea, various beverage bottles are "paddling" at sea, and small fish are "sleeping" at sea. What should we do?

Every time I open my photo album, there is a photo in it that I will never forget. Look, there is a little girl standing next to a lovely snowman in the photo, laughing so happily. That little girl is me, and the lovely snowman is the harvest of my first snowman. How unforgettable this time is!

I remember that time I went to Yulong Snow Mountain with my parents. We got off halfway up the mountain and buttoned our eyes. When the snowman heard this sentence, I was happy to sing and dance around the snowman. I was very happy. I can't help laughing!

Unforgettable things

When I was nine years old, an unforgettable thing happened to me. It seems that it happened yesterday, and I still remember it vividly.

After school, "Ding" rang, and the students kept chattering and discussing where to play. I discussed playing football with some friends.

We found a clearing, so we kicked it heartily. As the audience, several girls cheered for us, and the more we played, the more brilliant we became. Suddenly, a ball flew over and I caught it. I am very proud. I closed my eyes and gave a kick. I don't know. I can only wave goodbye now, just like saying goodbye to my classmates when I graduate.