I am ashamed to write an essay

1. Write an essay of no less than 450 words with the title "I'm So Ashamed"

Dear teacher: Thank you for your hard work! I know I made an unforgivable mistake, but I am very happy that I can use my actions to be a pioneer for everyone.

The only thing I'm sorry for is that I took up everyone's precious time. I know it's my fault this time. I shouldn't have made a mess when everyone was resting, thus affecting the normal rest of others. After this incident, I promise that this kind of thing will never happen again in the future.

Once again, I deeply apologize for taking up the teacher’s time. "However, people always make mistakes. Of course, I know that I can't use this as an excuse. We still have to try our best to avoid such mistakes. I hope the administrator can believe in my repentance.

"Everyone makes a mistake, and a horse makes a mistake." My bad behavior was not a challenge to the administrator's discipline.

It was definitely a mistake. What the teacher said was correct. Even if you want to make a mistake, you shouldn't. I feel really ashamed to make a mistake in front of you. How could I do this?

I believe that the teacher can see my attitude towards this time. I feel deeply remorseful for the incident. I take this incident so seriously. I hope the teacher can forgive me for my mistake. I can promise the teacher that I will not disturb other students’ rest at noon in the future. I really realized my mistake deeply. I know that I can’t pretend not to hear what the teacher said. I must obey what the teacher says. What the teacher says will definitely fulfill her promise. What the teacher has to manage must be for We students are good, so we don’t have to challenge the teacher’s discipline. We are still students and have no ability to disobey what the teacher says. The only thing we students can do is to listen to the teacher, study well, and let the teacher I can rest assured that the teacher can be trusted.

Making such a mistake is also a big blow to the parents’ expectations of me. Parents work hard to make money so that our children can live a better life. We can devote ourselves to learning, but I went against the parents' wishes. I made such a mistake, which was a denial of the parents' hard work. I also feel very ashamed about it. The parents' hard work is something we cannot bear. As you know, we are busy every day for survival and are under tremendous pressure for our family. All of this is beyond our ability to understand. The only thing we can do is to be their good children and listen to their parents. Parents are us The people we are closest to are also the people we can most trust in today's society, so we must try our best to prevent parents from being angry and causing unnecessary trouble to them, and as their closest people, we cannot offend them. They are angry, and this is mutual. When we hurt their hearts, we also hurt our own hearts, because we are the closest people to us.

No one can replace this incident. I am really sorry, and I hope the teacher can forgive me and recognize my attitude of admitting my mistakes. I have really reflected on my mistakes deeply, and I hope the teacher will give me another chance to correct my mistakes.

I also hope that my classmates will learn from it and not make the same stupid mistakes as me. The lesson learned this time is really great. Here is another article (copied, it’s my turn to feel ashamed...): 1 This is a very profound inspection. I feel very ashamed for the mistakes I made this time. I really shouldn't ignore what the teacher said. I shouldn't go against the teacher's words. As students, we should completely obey the teacher's words. I didn't pay much attention to what the teacher said this time.

I feel very sorry. I hope the teacher can forgive me for my mistake. My regret this time is really deep. However, people always make mistakes. Of course, I know that I can't use this as an excuse. We still have to try our best to avoid such mistakes. I hope the teacher can believe in my repentance.

"People make mistakes and horses make mistakes." My bad behavior is not a challenge to the teacher's discipline.

It was definitely a mistake. What the teacher said is correct. Even if you want to make a mistake, you should not make it in front of you. I feel really ashamed. How could I do this?

I believe that when the teacher sees my attitude, he can also know that I have a deep regret attitude towards this incident. I take this incident so seriously, and I hope the teacher can forgive me for my mistake. I can promise the teacher that my mobile phone will never appear in your sight in the future, and I will never play with my mobile phone during class time, nor will I let my mobile phone be turned on during school hours. In the past few days, I have really realized my mistakes deeply. I know that I can’t pretend not to hear what the teacher says. I must obey what the teacher says. What the teacher says will definitely fulfill her promise. What the teacher has to control It must be for the good of our students, so we don’t have to challenge the teacher’s discipline. We are still students and have no ability to disobey what the teacher says. The only thing we students can do is to listen to the teacher and study hard. , so that teachers can rest assured and teachers can trust.

Making such a mistake is also a big blow to my parents’ expectations of me. Parents work hard to make money so that our children can live a better life and allow us to devote ourselves to learning. However, I went against my parents' wishes. I made such a mistake, which was a denial of my parents' hard work. I also felt very ashamed about it. We don't know how tired our parents are. They are busy every day for survival. , and are under tremendous pressure for the sake of their families. All of this is beyond our ability to understand. The only thing we can do is to be their good children and obey their parents. Parents are the closest people to us and the ones we care about most. Nowadays, children are the most trustworthy people in society, so we must try our best to prevent parents from being angry and causing unnecessary trouble to them. As the closest people to them, we cannot make them angry. This is all mutual. When we hurt their hearts, it also hurts our own heart, because we are the closest people to them.

No one can replace you. I am really sorry for this incident. I hope the teacher can forgive me and recognize my attitude of admitting my mistakes. I have really deeply reflected on my mistakes. I hope the teacher will give me another chance to correct my mistakes.

I also hope that my classmates will take this as a warning and not make the same stupid mistakes as me. 2. Write an essay with "I'm so ashamed" as the final sentence

In the early morning, I was holding a garbage bag in my hand to take out the garbage. Not long after I left, I saw a garbage can in the distance.

There was a very eye-catching sign on the trash can: "Be hygienic and love cleanliness." I picked up a bag of garbage, aimed at the mouth of the trash can from a distance, and threw the garbage over with a "bah" sound. However, the garbage bags were hanging on the trash cans and the garbage was scattered all over the floor. I was about to turn around and walk back when I saw a little girl in a white dress walking from a distance, followed by a gray-haired old man with a sword in his hand. The little girl was holding a bag of garbage. . It seemed that the grandfather and grandson had just finished their morning exercise and stopped by to take out the trash. Due to the rain two days ago, there was a large amount of mud in front of the trash can. The little girl accidentally soiled her skirt when she walked over. I thought to myself: She must be crying.

Something unexpected happened. The little girl looked at her dirty dress. Looking at the garbage on the ground next to the trash can, she squatted down and picked up the trash one by one into the trash can. Her little hands were busy up and down. Finally she stood up and saw a satisfied smile on the clean ground she had cleaned. Only then did she throw the garbage in her hands into the trash can. Grandpa asked her: "Xiaomei, do you feel bad if your skirt is dirty?" "No, you can wash the skirt if it is dirty. This is just my business, and there is a mess next to the trash can, which concerns many people. Do you think I think this will prevent people from seeing it, and they won’t throw garbage here,” the little girl said in her sweet voice. I watched every move of the little girl and listened to her words and deeds. I felt so ashamed that my face felt hot and I lowered my head. When I looked at them again, the grandfather and grandson were already walking away talking and laughing. I looked at their backs and felt that they were so tall and I was so small.

Let us start from the small things around us, be an environmental ambassador, and truly "pay attention to hygiene and love cleanliness" like the sign written in front of the garbage. Protect the environment together and create a green home.

This incident happened one day a few weeks ago. Now when I think of it, I feel ashamed. It was one afternoon, at 4:30, my mother got off work, and I followed my mother to the parking lot at the door.

Because there was a big van in front of my mother's car, blocking our way, so my mother planned to push it out of the way. But that car was too big. Although my mother tried her best, the car only moved a little. My mother pushed for a few more minutes, and when she saw that the car was not moving, she shouted: "Yangyang, come and help me push the car." But I was in the car with the air conditioner blowing on and eating popsicles, and I shouted: "I don't have time." ! "My mother had no choice but to push it alone. After a while, an uncle I had never seen before came over and helped my mother push the car without saying anything. Later, after my mother and the strange uncle finished pushing the car, my mother said gratefully: "Thank you." The strange uncle patted his dusty hands, said only: "You're welcome." and left. I was so stunned by the scene in front of me that I didn't even bother to eat the popsicles in my hands, and the ice water dripped on my hands. I suddenly felt an inexplicable shame. If I had helped my mother push the cart, my mother wouldn't have to push it until now, and the strange uncle wouldn't have to help. On the way home, I kept thinking about the scene that just happened. Neither my mother nor I knew that strange uncle, and I was my mother’s son, but I didn’t help my mother. I was worse than a stranger. If everyone saw someone struggling to push a cart, they would reach out to help. But I was right next to him, and the person pushing the cart was my mother, but I was indifferent. I'm so ashamed. On this sunny day, we spent a whole morning having a picnic. This event was very popular in the school, and many people came to watch our primary school students show off their talents! The students prepared all the materials: fish, meat, vegetables, crabs, cucumbers, eggs, eggplants, beans, noodles... It was dazzling to see. "It's time to cook! Jiang Sitie, go wash the vegetables!" Team leader Zhu Jingchao shouted. "No problem." I took the vegetables, put on the pot lid, and took Han Zhenhua to wash the vegetables. But I don't know how to wash it, so Han Zhenhua taught me: "Turn it over, rinse it, wipe it on, and that's it!" "Oh, that's it," I said. However, it was not easy for me to open the middle. I accidentally broke it, and I almost lost all the good green vegetables. Zhao Mary came, and I asked her to help. I felt so ashamed when I saw the quick movements of the two of them. At home, I only ate the food cooked by my mother and never helped my mother do this or that. well! When can I help my mother with some housework? I thought to myself. Song Jialing and Han Zhenhua are making dumplings, how good they are! Put the ham and meat that I cut into pieces on each dumpling wrapper, and then put them in place, one, two, three... how good! I feel ashamed that Han Zhenhua can not only wash vegetables, but also make dumplings very well, but what about me? It takes a long time to pack one! The one I admire most is Zhu Jingchao. This time she cooked all the dishes - stir-fried Xianggu with bamboo shoots, dumplings, green beans, crucian carp, scrambled eggs, stir-fried vegetables, etc. Everything was full of color, aroma and taste, and was praised by many teachers. I remember a teacher commented: Good little chef! At that time, I really wished I had Zhu Jingchao’s cooking skills! Hey, who told me not to learn from my mother? When you eat at home every day, isn’t your mother there? Why don't I ask for advice? I feel ashamed again, if I cook - this one is salty, that one is bland, it's really... After this activity, I found that the students in our class are great! There are also many people who know how to cook. I should really learn from the little chefs. Work hard! I won’t be ashamed anymore! 3. Write an essay of no less than 600 words with the title "That time, I was really ashamed."

At that moment, I was really ashamed

A new campus, a new environment, Everything is brand new. If all this becomes unsightly because of one person's laziness, then how much condemnation that person deserves. How ashamed that person must feel when he sees children younger than himself doing well.

When walking through the campus in the fierce wind that is unique to winter, the garbage in your hands is particularly annoying. I rubbed the milk bag in my hand and planned to throw it to the lawn closer to me next to the trash can. But my eyes were attracted by a group of children. Their faces were stained red by the wind, but they picked up garbage meticulously with smiles. And I have never done such behavior.

The hand holding the milk bag gradually dropped, and his head drooped like a deflated rubber ball: What are you doing? They are younger than you and know how to protect the hygiene of the campus, but what about you? You want to be lazy and throw garbage on the lawn! You're worse than a bunch of kids.

I stood there, motionless.

At that moment, I was really ashamed.

"Sister, what are you doing?" A childish voice brought me back to reality.

"Ah? My sister wants to learn from you." I looked at the serious little girl and said very sincerely.

"Oh." The little girl nodded in understanding, which was really cute. I smiled and touched the little girl's head.

"Sister, *** is alive." As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl had already run to meet her little friend. Looking at her back, I suddenly understood what I should do.

I quickly walked to the trash can and threw the milk bag into it. Feeling relieved. At that moment, I was really happy.

"Don't do evil because it's small, don't do good because it's small." Everything must start from scratch. It is our responsibility and our obligation to dedicate our modest efforts to public affairs. Don't let yourself stay out of things. The beauty of life requires everyone's joint efforts, not just some people's affairs.

I will always remember the feeling of shame at that moment, because it will motivate me to continue to improve! 4. (Third grade) Write a short essay of about 200 words with the title I feel ashamed

As summer passes and autumn comes, the relaxing and joyful summer vacation ends. I shoulder the familiar schoolbag again and take it. Familiar textbooks, back to the familiar classroom.

Everything seems familiar. However, there is no doubt that I am already a third-year junior high school student.

I have realized the heavy burden on my shoulders, it is called responsibility. The study life in the third grade of junior high school is completely different from that of the first and second grade students.

If our study in the first and second grades of junior high school was to study quietly below the deck without feeling any wind and waves, then now we need to face the challenge of the storm head-on. School, home, school, home...the busy life between two points and one line cannot be delayed for a moment.

It is commonplace to meditate on mathematical, physical and chemical problems every day, write English words quickly on paper, and write down neat lines of notes in books. It has become commonplace to stay up late every night reading until midnight.

Now is the moment when we need to make a last-ditch effort. The great inventor Edison once said: "Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration."

This is true, only hard study can lead to true success. road. In other words, only by taking every step down-to-earth can you succeed.

In fact, you and I both know that June 2012 is a critical moment for the weak to defeat the strong. The battlefield of the high school entrance examination has always been characterized by narrow encounters, who will win, smoke and murderous intent.

Once we retreat, powerful opponents will trample us underfoot. Therefore, only if we are strong enough, success will be closer to us.

Success is never a matter of time. This is the result of a person's efforts and the best praise that society can give him.

Students, the smoke has dispersed, the war drums have been beaten, and the horns have been sounded. Only the road ahead, full of thorns and twists and turns, is waiting for us to polish our steel guns and overcome the thorns. Today we are studying together in the same classroom. Maybe tomorrow, we will be enemies and opponents, and we will meet each other.

Our life is like a play without rehearsal. It is impossible to pause, fast forward, and look back. The success of this play depends on only one person, and only one person - yourself.

Students, time waits for us not. Let us go hand in hand and look forward to success blooming in June next year. 5. Write an essay on the topic of shame (no less than 700 words)

In my impression, there is one thing that is deeply imprinted in my heart, and I cannot forget it for a long time.

On a sunny afternoon two years ago, I was happily riding the bus to my grandma’s house. The bus was very crowded at that time, but I managed to grab a good seat, right next to the door. It was very convenient to get in and out of the bus. Set off. After the car drove out of one stop, a few more people got on.

What came into view was a tall and thin old woman, leaning on a cane. Her sunken eyes had a different luster, her face full of wrinkles gave people an amiable feeling, and her high bridge of nose made her look amiable. People feel very serious.

At this time, the driver shouted, "Would any kind person give up your seat to this old aunt?" At that time, my ears shook: Oh my god! Isn’t it just a good seat? Is it necessary to punish me like this? My ears are almost deafened by your loud voice! Suddenly, the car was so silent that you could hear a pin drop. The old woman's lustrous eyes suddenly dimmed. At this moment, I was hesitant: should I give up my position to the old lady? The grandma seems to be very disappointed, but if I give up my seat to the grandma, it means that I have to stand to take the bus, but there is still a long way to go to grandma's house. I think, let's forget it. Suddenly, a little girl stood up suddenly and said in a clear voice: "Grandma, please sit over here!" The little girl's loud voice broke the silence in the car. The old woman's eyes were moist, with a faint smile on her face, and she said hoarsely: "Thank you! Little girl." At this time, everyone in the car looked at the little girl with strange and approving eyes.

Here we are, at my grandma’s house, but there is still a bit of shame in my heart: if the moment the grandma gets on the bus, if the driver shouts, I can step forward in time and give up my seat to the grandma. , won’t you be able to win everyone’s praise. However, the little girl’s hesitation also made me understand: a trivial thing can also reveal the love between people. 6. (Third grade) Write a fragment composition of about 200 words with the title I am ashamed.

As summer passes and autumn comes, the relaxing and joyful summer vacation ends. I carry my familiar schoolbag, pick up familiar textbooks, and return to the familiar classroom. Everything feels familiar. However, there is no doubt that I am already a third-year junior high school student. I have realized the heavy burden on my shoulders, it is called responsibility.

The study life in the third grade of junior high school is completely different from that of the first and second grade students. If our study in the first and second grades of junior high school was to study quietly below the deck without feeling a bit of wind and waves, then now we need to face the challenge of the storm head-on. School, home, school, home...the busy life between two points and one line cannot be delayed for a moment. It is commonplace to meditate on mathematical, physical and chemical problems every day, write English words quickly on the paper, and write down neat lines of notes in the book. It has become commonplace to stay up late every night reading until midnight. Now is the moment when we need to make a last-ditch effort.

The great inventor Edison once said: "Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration." This is true. Only hard study can truly lead to success. road. In other words, only by taking every step down-to-earth can you succeed. In fact, you and I both know that June 2012 is a critical moment for the weak to defeat the strong. The battlefield of the high school entrance examination has always been characterized by narrow encounters, who will win, smoke and murderous intent. Once we retreat, powerful opponents will trample us underfoot. Therefore, only if we are strong enough, success will be closer to us.

Success is never a matter of time. This is the result of a person's efforts and the best praise that society can give him. Classmates, the smoke of gunpowder has dispersed, the war drums have been beaten, and the horns have been sounded. Only the road ahead, full of thorns and twists and turns, is waiting for us to polish our steel guns and overcome the thorns. Today we are studying together in the same classroom. Maybe tomorrow, we will be enemies and opponents, and we will meet each other. Our life is like a play without rehearsal. It is impossible to pause, fast forward, and look back. The success of this play depends on only one person, and only one person - yourself. Classmates, time waits for no one. Let us go hand in hand and look forward to success blooming in June next year! 7. I am very ashamed of myself

My family has a new little member, and it is the very cute pug Panpan. Panpan has big eyes, a keen sense of smell, and the right brain shape is very cute. Panpan is loyal and lovable, but can also be fierce at times. Once, he had a "dispute" with another dog. He was seen "talking" and "dancing with his claws", using his natural ability to fight with the other two dogs.

At first, Panpan suffered a little loss; but in a blink of an eye, he burst out his "wildness" and tried his best to scare the enemies and let them run away in despair. Panpan shouted twice at this time, looking particularly proud. Panpan is also a "troublemaker".

Once, I took out the crystal bottle to admire it. Suddenly, Panpan burst into the door and shouted. I was frightened. The crystal bottle "embraced" the ground and immediately "died to pieces." I was stunned, and felt a chill in my heart. I felt like "fifteen buckets to fetch water - up and down." "What to do, what to do, this is dad's most "painful" baby!" I stamped my feet. , slapping the sofa with his hands, not knowing what to do. Panpan's eyes also flashed a bit of sadness. I swept the debris into the trash can and kept pacing back and forth in the living room, feeling anxious. In the evening, dad came back. As usual, he put down his bag and walked to his beloved... "Hey? Why is the crystal bottle missing? Yuanyuan, where is the crystal bottle? Did you break it?" Dad looked very annoyed. I walked over and looked around unnaturally. Dad was a little suspicious and asked me to explain clearly what happened. I was so nervous that I couldn't speak: "No... no... no..., yes... I did it, yes... yes... I took... out... and looked... at... Panpan...Panpan...pounced, so...so, broken...broken..." After hearing this, my father was so angry that he kicked Panpan hard and drove him out of the house. 8. "That time, I was very ashamed" composition

"That time, I was very ashamed" Thinking of those beautiful marbles, I couldn't help feeling ashamed again. I still remember what happened when I was five years old. That incident in my hometown... In my hometown, I often go to play with Hu Lei. Even though he is only two years older than me, he is my little uncle! However, I am still used to calling him Hu Lei, because I always feel that it is too awkward to call someone who is only two years older than me "uncle".

That day, I went to his house to play as usual. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a beautiful jar. I asked curiously: "What's inside?" "Oh, those are my marbles." Marbles ? ! It should be fun, right? Let me take a look.

I couldn't wait to open the jar. Wow! The transparent marbles reflect brilliant colors under the sunlight.

"Can you lend me your money for a day?" I begged. "But I collected them with great effort! This... okay!" He hesitated for a while, then agreed, "That's great, thank you!" I was ecstatic and went home with a jar full of marbles. .

The next day, I got up early, picked up the marbles, hummed a tune, and ran to his house. But at this moment, the jar fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, and the marbles rolled into the river one after another, and I could only stand ten meters away at a loss and watch this scene.

At that time, I felt uneasy and decided to apologize to him. When I arrived at his house, I squeaked: "I... marbles... you..." "What's wrong? Tell me quickly!" "The marbles fell into the river!" I finally blurted out.

He was stunned for a while and then said to me: "It doesn't matter, I just started collecting again because I was hungry." I lowered my head and didn't dare to look at his tearful eyes again, and I left in shame.

Although this incident has passed, those marbles cannot be undone. I am ashamed... 9. That time I was really ashamed of myself 600 words

Whenever I think of this incident, my face immediately turns red to the root of my neck.

It was a cold winter, the dripping water turned into ice, and the ground was frozen hard. It was time to go to the gym. I really didn’t want to go, but what could I do? I frowned and thought about it. Suddenly, I remembered that a few days ago, the teacher agreed that Xiao Ming, who had a stomachache, would not go to exercise, so he pretended to be sick. I covered my stomach with my right hand and put my left hand on the table. My head hung low and I kept humming. At this time, the head teacher happened to be collecting homework books. Seeing my appearance, he asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" He also touched my forehead with his hand. I pretended to be in pain and nodded, and the teacher said kindly: "Stop doing exercises and have a good rest in the classroom." My heart dropped and I hid now. I saw my classmates doing exercises in the strong wind through the window, and I felt very uncomfortable.

After exercise, my classmates gathered around me and asked me this and that. Some asked: "Does your stomach still hurt?" Some said: "It won't hurt if you rub it." Others said : "How about I send you to the hospital!" I said repeatedly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

"My classmates all went out to play during the break. I was afraid of being exposed, so I held back my itchy feet and didn't dare to go out. During the fourth Chinese class, the teacher spoke very vividly. I am a talkative person, but I forgot I was "sick", but I answered the question correctly. The teacher also asked the students to learn from me. I felt really bad after listening to the teacher's words.

After school, it's time for our group to do the teacher's duty. I said: "Today, don't do your duty. "Teacher, I..." Before I could finish speaking, the teacher hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, aren't you sick?" Go home and rest! "The teacher's concern made me feel upset. I picked up my schoolbag and walked out of the classroom with heavy steps.

This incident is deeply imprinted in my mind. . Whenever I think about this, I blush to the root of my neck with shame. I think: I will never do this again next time. 10. Write a 200-word essay on I am really ashamed.

One thing that makes me ashamed is that there are many paths in life.

The path I took in the fourth grade still makes me feel ashamed. "Students, "Virtue Stories" can teach us a lot about how to be a good person. The truth is, go to Xinhua Bookstore and buy a copy! "Teacher Chen said.

I found this book on the third row of bookshelves on the left. When I looked at the price, this price was my monthly pocket money! If I bought this book, I would This month's potato chips are "flying away"! Just when I didn't know how to make a decision, a red slogan came into my eyes: half price for damaged books.

An unethical idea. I thought: Just tear off a corner of the book cover and turn it into a broken book. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds? But then I thought: Where would my morality go after a fierce ideological struggle? After that, I chose the latter between morality and snacks. I tore a corner of the book while no one was paying attention.

I was so upset on the way home that I had to open the "broken book." ", the first chapter in the book is a short story about celebrities' honesty and trustworthiness. This made me even more ashamed.

I made up my mind and admitted my mistake to the bookstore. The bookstore aunt did not blame me and praised me for knowing my mistake. Even though I admitted my mistake to the bookstore aunt, I still couldn't forgive myself.