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Everyone has tried to write a composition in their daily life or work and study. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. I believe writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is the time for me to help you tidy up. I shed tears in my composition. Welcome everyone to learn from it. I hope it helps you.

At that time, I shed tears Everyone cries sometimes, and I am no exception, but what impressed me the most was that time.

I like grandma very much, so I can't live without her.

In the summer evening, my grandmother and I went to the river to enjoy the cool. Sister moon shines brightly. Through the Woods, the moonlight puts on new clothes for the earth. Grandpa Feng rolled in, blowing the river sparkling, and the little fish also joined in the fun. At this moment, I looked up at the sky and said to my grandmother:

"Grandma, look, what beautiful stars!"

"Yes, I also have a star. She is! Especially bright, brighter than all the stars. "

I said in surprise, "Where is it?"

"I won't tell you."

"Grandma, don't tell me, I'll find it myself."

When I saw the stars reflected in the river, I thought they were real stars, so I said to my grandmother, "I love you and I want to give you a pot of stars." "Very good." Then I went home and got a basin. I used it to make a free basin of planet water and filled it with a full basin. And said to grandma, "Look!" Grandma smiled and said, "What a pot of stars!" "Yes," I said happily. Grandma said, "Do you want to hear the stories of these stars?" "Yes," grandma said, and I was lying in her arms, listening and falling asleep.

Now, I have grown up and have a lot of homework, until one day, a piece of news made me unbelievable.

Dad told me that grandma was terminally ill and had no cure. She could only live for dozens of days. This makes me furious and makes my skin raw! Little drops of childhood ... two lines of tears follow the wind.

At that time, I shed tears Everyone has shed tears, but the reasons for tears are different: some are sad, some are moved, and some are happy. ...

One day, when I went to get my homework as a representative of English class, I got my shoes wet. When I came home from school, I had a quarrel with my mother. I shed tears, secretly shed tears of injustice. But when I went to bed at night, I saw my mother blowing my shoes, so I shed tears, secretly shedding a few tears of emotion and regret.

That day, I came home and was found by my careful mother. She said to me, "Why are my shoes wet again?"

"I am an English class representative and want to go to the teacher's office to get my homework. When I went to get my homework, I accidentally stepped on a puddle. " I explained to my mother.

However, my mother was furious: "You don't look when you walk, can't you see the road with your eyes?" This is your last pair of dry shoes. Besides, it's raining every day these days. How can it be dry? Tomorrow, I will go to school barefoot. "

After listening to my mother, I was angry. I ran straight into the room, closed the door and did my homework.

After finishing my homework, I didn't feel hungry, so I went straight to bed. When I was about to fall asleep, the sound of a hair dryer was faintly heard in my ear. At that time, I thought my mother was blowing her hair, so I fell asleep.

When I got up the next day, I was worried about which pair of shoes I could wear, and I saw those shoes that were wet by me neatly placed on the shoe cabinet. I ran to my mother, hugged her and said happily, "Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have quarreled with you last night." I glanced at my shoes: "Thank you, Mom! I love you! " As I spoke, I shed tears of gratitude.

That time, I shed tears. Composition 3 That time, I shed tears.

It was when I was in the fifth grade, and the school held an Olympic math competition. I also signed up, and I think I must win the first prize this time. So as long as I have time, I will think about math problems. Sometimes I don't want to do it, but I always have a firm belief. That's Wang Mengyuan. You can do it. You are sure to win the first prize. It is such a belief that I didn't give up. It's finally exam day.

I sat in my seat hopefully and the test paper was handed out. I saw that I did it. I picked up a pen and began to write. In a short time, I finished writing, and I didn't hand in the paper until I felt there was nothing to check. The next day, the teacher came into the classroom and said, "This is the top five, including Yan Yang, Wu Zhijing, Yang Xiaoqian, Maoming and Pan Qilou." Ah! How come there is no me! The teacher's words poured on me like a pot of cold water. My heart suddenly turned cold.

After class, the teacher called me to the office and said, "What do you think of your exam?" I was dumbfounded at first sight. I put an 8. 1 written as 1. 8, write 3 as 5, and add something else. These alone have deducted more than 10 points. How can there be a ranking? The teacher said earnestly, "If you want to get rid of this bad habit!" The bell rang, and I walked into the classroom, recalling the teacher's words, alas! It's really hard to make a small hole without filling a big one!

I cried, not on my face, but in my heart.

At that time, I shed tears Everyone cries sometimes, some people are moved to tears, some people cry because of physical pain, some people cry because of sadness ... In my deep memory, I cried that time, and I was moved to tears. This incident is fresh in my memory.

It was a day of summer vacation. I went out to play with my father. When the bus came, I quickly took my father's hand and got on the bus. In the empty seat in front of the seat next to me, there is a soldier standing next to me. Why doesn't he sit there? I'm a little puzzled. Should relatives be given a foothold? The car walked for a while and suddenly stopped. The soldier can't stand well. He rushed forward and hit his hand on the window. Because it was a sudden brake, someone in the car shouted, "How did that stupid driver drive?" The driver said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but there is a man who wants to get on the bus." I suddenly braked because I didn't see it. " Everybody calm down. But the soldier's hand is swollen. Seeing this, I thought: no loss, this is karma, who let you occupy the pot and not shit. An old man nearby saw this and said gently, "why don't you sit down?" How tired it is to stand! " The soldier smiled and said, "Uncle, it doesn't matter. I like standing. " I thought: don't pretend, your mouth is still sweet, and grandpa treats him better than he should. I saw a lot of swelling on the soldiers' hands. The car stopped slowly and the soldier left his seat. It's cold wind blowing in. It suddenly dawned on me that the soldier stood there not to occupy space, but to shield us from the wind. I looked at the soldier's hand and it seemed to be swollen again. Doesn't he feel pain? I think this soldier is really great! Although things are small, I seem to think this soldier is really admirable! I was moved to tears secretly.

This incident really shocked me! I will never forget it.

At that time, I shed tears I still remember clearly that day I studied dance in the Cultural Palace. It's strange that it's not mom and dad who pick me up after class, but my period. Under my questioning, menstruation told my grandmother that she was dying. When I heard the news, I felt as if the sky was falling. I kept thinking: Why, how did this happen ... The next day, menstruation came to take me back to my hometown. Only then did I really realize that my grandmother really went. I fought back my grief and got on the bus home. I still don't know how I got through that time on the bus.

When I got home, I trudged to grandma's coffin. Grandma wore a shroud, slept peacefully in it and looked at her face. How I wish grandma just fell asleep instead of leaving me forever! I haven't even said "Grandma, I love you" to her. Did she go to grandpa and leave me? ...

Two days passed and grandma was sent to the crematorium. I couldn't hold back the pain of losing my loved ones any longer and burst into tears. I cried, but my grandmother didn't come to comfort me, nor did she blame me with a smile: "dead girl, you are still crying when you are so old!" " "Because grandma is gone, grandma can't hear my voice anymore! Finally, I cried out of breath and my eyes were swollen like peaches.

After grandma's body was cremated, we came to grandma's grave. Grandma, in the tombstone photo, she has an eternal smile, but she is separated from us by Yin and Yang. Grandma, you must be watching me somewhere in heaven. I gently wipe the tombstone because grandma loves cleanliness. Grandma won't like it if the "new home" is not clean. I looked up at the sky, maybe grandma was looking at me kindly and smiling at me. ...

I cried at that time, because my beloved grandmother died. May her soul be by my side watching me.

At that time, I shed tears I am ten years old, and countless things have happened in ten years. These things often appear in my mind like twinkling stars. However, that time, I really shed tears.

I am a strong child and seldom cry.

It's a sunny afternoon. I do my homework with my good friend Xiaolan. She read it quickly, picked up a book and read it with relish. I looked up and saw her reading my diary. I shouted angrily, "How can you read my diary?" Xiaolan was startled and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ..." Before she finished, I picked up my bag and flew away angrily.

In the evening, my mother came back and saw that I was unhappy and knew the truth. My mother said to me earnestly, "Xiaolan read your diary, something is wrong, but she has realized it." In addition, since we are good friends, we should tolerate each other. "My mother's words changed my mind, and I want to apologize to Xiaolan. But the weather was bad and it was raining cats and dogs, so I hesitated. At this point, there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and saw it was Xiaolan. She was soaked to the skin and said shyly to me, "I was wrong this afternoon." "No, I'm not feeling well either ..." Tears welled up in my eyes. We hugged each other and could not be separated for a long time. This silence resolved the contradiction between us.

Yes, I shed tears, but this is not sad tears, but moved.

At that time, I shed tears, and a crisp slap echoed in my ears, like an echo, which lasted for a long time. Tears filled my eyes and blurred my father's face twisted with anger. ...

After coming home from school, I got a call from my mother, saying that I would go to my grandmother's house for dinner. I was a little unhappy and muttered, "why didn't you tell me I wasn't going home?" I have gone so many wrong ways for nothing! "

"Boom", a dazzling flash of lightning pierced the sky, and it was going to rain. I tightened my collar and stepped up. Fortunately, my foot entered grandma's door before the downpour fell.

There is a faint fragrance of rice in the air. I walked into the kitchen, and there was millet porridge in the bowl-my least favorite millet porridge, and my mood was even lower. The meal was so frustrating that I stirred it with a spoon and put it on the table. Dad's face became ugly, especially when I said that-how to eat this meal? Dad is even more angry. He kept asking me to apologize to my silent grandmother. I was unconvinced and muttered, "Yes!" "Pa", my father slapped me hard. His hands are a little shaky. Bean-sized raindrops hit the window, making a "scratching" sound. I ran out of the house in a rage and disappeared into my father's sight under the cover of night and rain. Dad's foot seemed to move, but it froze again.

Tears were washed away by the rain, and I ran to a shelter from the rain. Rain splashed on my clothes and wet my heart. What happened just now showed up in my heart, and I have some regrets. Dad's gentle voice, thoughtful words, strict instruction … are all so beautiful. I calmed down and stood still, standing still.

After a long time, the rain stopped. I rubbed my sore legs, looked up at the pure sky and went home.

At that time, I shed tears At that time, I shed tears I cried so sadly, perhaps because of shame, perhaps because I cried too much. However, in the ocean of my memory, it is like a small white sailboat drifting in my mind.

Every Sunday, I go to grandma Wang's house to study. On this day, I came to Grandma Wang's house early and sat alone in the classroom to study. Suddenly, I seem to hear the sound of water ticking somewhere. I put down my book and followed the sound of running water. It turns out that the shower head in the bathroom is dripping. I rushed over and tried to tighten the valve, but probably because of disrepair, the valve couldn't be screwed. I sucked hard and heard a bang, and the valve was unscrewed by me. A powerful water jet from the water poured me into a drowned rat. Looking at the rushing water, I was dumbfounded and thought: What should I do? I quickly picked up the valve from the ground and tried to press it again, but the valve was broken and could not be screwed on. I grabbed another rag to stop it, but the water was too fierce and urgent to stop it. After a while, the bathroom was full of water, gradually crossing the threshold and flowing into the corridor.

Adults rushed to hear the news. Grandma Wang stood in the water and said angrily, what's wrong with hitting? What faucet is off!

Aunt next door curled her lips and said, now girls are more naughty than boys!

My mother blushed with anger and shouted at me, what a disaster! Only a neighbor's uncle silently cut a cork and helped me block the water pipe.

I feel deeply wronged after listening to the abuse of adults. I wanted to do a good thing, but it turned out to be a bad thing. Even if I have a thousand mouths, I don't know. I cried sadly.

At that time, I shed tears Tears are the expression of feelings. Everyone will cry. Every time I cry, I will have an unforgettable experience, a feeling that touches my heart. I am no exception, but those tears are hot, happy and eternal!

On my tenth birthday, I got up early. Seeing my father sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, I went over and said; "Dad, what festival is it today?" Dad casually replied, "Today? 65438+February 28, no holiday. " Hearing this, my nose turned sour. In a rage, I ran to the kitchen and asked my mother, but my mother repeated my father's words word for word. My heart suddenly seems to have knocked over a five-flavor bottle. Hard to swallow, a horizontal heart, grabbed the bag and rushed out.

I didn't listen to a word of this day's class. After school, I came home like a deflated ball.

When I got home, I just pushed the door open. Huh? It is too dark in the room. Did mom and dad go out? As a result, a resentment could not help but come to my mind, throwing my schoolbag away and shouting, "Today is my birthday. How could this happen?" ! "At this moment, there came a familiar song: Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you ... Then, the lights in the room lit up one by one. I looked inside, and my father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, brother, brother … are all here. There are birthday cakes, ginger ducks, braised beef and mutton kebabs on the dining table ... I froze and looked at them doubtfully. At this time, all the complaints and grievances were forgotten. Looking at the colorful candles, I shed tears with excitement.

Although it has been a long time, in my heart, that tear will always be a hot and happy tear. (Class 1, Xiaxi Primary School, Du Ying Town, Nan 'an City, Quanzhou City, Fujian Province)

At that time, I shed tears In the evening, I was lying in bed, and my sudden stomachache disturbed my thoughts. At first, I didn't care. I just rubbed my stomach gently with my hand and covered it with a blanket, hoping to warm my stomach. But the pain refused to let me go, and the ominous premonition came out step by step. It is not pain or spasm, nor is it the familiar ulcer pain after a meal, but an unbearable dull pain, which is much more severe than the usual ulcer pain, as if someone is kneading and pulling in the stomach, and it seems that the painful nerves in deep sleep are awakened and lost their temper for no reason.

It hurts more and more. I can't help lying on the bed. I pressed my hands against my stomach, suppressed my painful stomach with the weight of my whole body and groaned uncontrollably. My stomach hurts like a knife. I arched up and broke out in a cold sweat.

Later, I don't know how long it took. Lin Xiao came to see me. As soon as he saw my uncomfortable appearance, he held me in his arms and pressed my stomach tightly with his powerful big hand. He wanted to help me rub it, but I didn't expect it to hurt even more after rubbing it for several times. For example, countless small needles pierced the stomach wall and pushed the food in the stomach to rub the ulcer. It hurts, it hurts, and my stomach hurts. I shouted, clutching my stomach. He quickly pressed my stomach with a little force and the pain seemed to be suppressed. I gasped softly, trying to relax myself. Late at night, the stomachache finally eased gradually.

I don't know why, many ideas that I shouldn't have welled up in my mind. When I was sick several times, I gave birth to some crazy ideas that were almost self-destructive. When I have difficulty swallowing, I think of esophageal cancer and laryngeal cancer. When I was suffering from gastrointestinal diseases, I thought that if I got cancer, I would be free. There is no end to such pain, and even destruction is a kind of redemption. Thinking about thinking about the bitterness in my heart, I couldn't help but shed tears.

At that time, I shed tears Everyone will cry, sometimes tears of joy, sometimes tears of sadness, and sometimes regrets of boredom. In my memory, I shed tears of joy once.

In the second grade, I was fascinated by painting. I am often so tired that my back aches and my hands don't work. Sometimes in order to create a good painting, I often give up a lot of rest time. "Hard work pays off." My painting finally won the prize. When the art teacher told me the good news, my eyes suddenly got wet, and then tears kept rolling down like broken beads. I have no choice. Through the thin fog in front of me, I seemed to see the scene where I tried to draw every line with a brush. I gave up my spare time to paint seriously and forgot to eat and sleep to create a painting. I suddenly understood a truth: a drop of water can penetrate a stone, and everything will come naturally. Yes, as long as you work hard, no matter how difficult the problem is, it will be easy to do.

Through these tears, I not only know the truth that "everything must be worked hard to succeed", but also strengthen my confidence. I will not be proud in my future study, I will work hard, work harder than others, and sweat less than others. Only in this way can I go further than others on the road to success. I think my tears are meaningful this time, and I didn't shed them in vain this time.

At that time, I shed tears There are many things in my memory, but one thing I will never forget is that my mother helped me take a taxi in the rain and made me burst into tears.

Before going out in the morning, my mother specifically told me, "Lin Xue, the weather forecast says it will rain today. Take an umbrella before going out!" Mom is not feeling well today, so she may not be able to pick you up. After school, you will go home by yourself. "I should say," Today the weather is so fine and sunny, it won't rain, and sometimes the weather forecast is wrong. " Then he ran to school.

In the afternoon, the weather was not good. General Lei Gong and General Wuyun scared General Baiyun out of the clouds, and it suddenly began to rain heavily. After school, the rain didn't stop, because I didn't bring my umbrella, so I had to stay in the exhibition hall and wait. Father is on a business trip and mother is ill. Looks like I can't go home today. The birds in the tree twittered as if laughing at me: "You deserve it, who told you not to listen to your mother." Just as I hesitated how to go home, a familiar voice floated into my ear. I turned around and saw that it was my mother, and tears could not help rolling in my eyes. On the way home, my thrifty mother actually helped me take a taxi home. When I got home, I found that my mother's left shoulder was all wet, and my tears couldn't help anymore. Like a broken faucet, I keep running out.

Mom, you take me to school every day and then go to work; When I feel a little sick, you are anxious to take me to the hospital; On weekends, you can't have a good rest and review my lessons for me; During the long vacation, you took me everywhere to increase my knowledge ... Looking at your haggard face and no longer tall and straight body, tears blurred my eyes and my heart was full of gratitude.

Although it has been a long time, it is deeply rooted in my mind.

At that time, I shed tears This time, I lay in bed crying. Tears rolled down like broken pearls and soaked the pillow towel. I regret my carelessness and hate the thief's despicable behavior even more. ...

On Sunday afternoon, I made an appointment with the children downstairs to go cycling in the community park. My bike is a huge folding bike, and its body is blue. This is a gift from my mother on my tenth birthday. Whenever the weather is sunny on weekends, I will ride it to the community park with my friends and ride it. I have a sense of happiness. When I stepped on the pedal quickly, my heart was full of happiness.

I played with Mingming for a while, and then we both parked our bikes at the corner of the small flower bed. I forgot to lock the insurance because I was in a hurry to play hide-and-seek When I was ready to go home after playing the game, I found my car "gone". I looked everywhere, thinking that someone had played a prank to hide it, but I couldn't find it in the grass or among the debris. It's getting dark and there are fewer tourists in Zhejiang. I was in a hurry, imagining being beaten and scolded by my parents. I was anxious and scared, and went home in frustration.

My mother didn't scold me, but my father searched in the small park again, but he couldn't find it. Listening to my crying, they comforted me and said, "Don't be sad. As the saying goes, once you fall, you will gain wisdom. Next time you should be vigilant, an unlocked bicycle is a thief's theft! " Although my father promised to buy me a new bike, my heart was still empty, as if I had lost a beloved friend.

Tears are bitter, but after the tears, I understand that I must not be careless. The loss of my bike warned me to be careful in everything.

At that time, I shed tears I shed angry tears at that time.

This is a sunny day, the sky is clear and the air is fresh, but my mood is gloomy. After school at noon, grandpa took me home by electric car. I just walked to Peixin Street. The car in front of my grandfather suddenly braked. My grandfather got on the steering wheel of the car in front without stopping. As soon as the two ladies got off the bus, they swore at my grandfather and said a lot of ugly things. My grandfather was also angered by their rudeness and quarreled with them. I got out of the car and stood by complaining about myself. Why don't I have the ability to persuade? At the same time, I shed angry tears, and I was also talking about how the two car owners were so narrow-minded, so rude and so incompetent. The students passing by thought the same as me. Later, the second owner did something even more irritating. She put down her dog and whispered a few words to it. The dog ran to my grandfather like crazy, ready to bite him. Fortunately, grandpa dodged in time, but the dog bit grandpa's trouser leg. Suddenly, passers-by protested. How can you treat him like that? Do you have a polite tutor? The second owner just let the dog go back. What's more, they made my grandfather lose money. Finally, the police came. Although they were making a fool of themselves, the police saw the scene and said that the uncle didn't damage your car. Where I touched before, the people next to me also said that they just got into your rear wheel. They finally stopped fooling around under the mediation of the police.

Through this incident, I understand a truth: there are too many unreasonable people in society, so stay away from them when you meet them and avoid sulking.

At that time, I shed tears Tears of happiness are sweet. Sad tears are bitter; The suspected tears are sour. That time, I shed tears. This tear is different from the past, it is sour and sweet.

I remember it was a Wednesday morning and it was my turn to be on duty. I get up early. Dad took me to school with a motorcycle trailer. It rained in Mao Mao in the sky, then it rained harder and harder, and finally it turned into a downpour. I sat on my father's motorcycle and ran to school. Suddenly, a tire slipped and the car shook. I fell off the car. Before I could react, I felt that my eyes were black and my mind was blank. I was already in the hospital when I woke up again. The doctor has just sterilized me and is about to sew up the wound. He took me to a table, turned on the light, and I lay prone on the table. Because I hurt the back of my head, the doctor began to treat my wound. The needle went into my skin, and a sharp sting made me sweat, but I didn't cry. After the doctor bandaged my wound, I went back to school because I knew today's class was very important. When I arrived at school, my classmates all cast warm eyes on me. Some said it was really good; Some people are glad that I am safe; Some gave me a thumbs-up and praised me for being brave. At noon, when I was on duty, a large number of students rushed to help me on duty. I can't hold back my tears of excitement any longer. I deeply know that this is the witness of friendship; This is the warmth of the collective; This is the spirit of helping others. Tears filled my eyes. In class, the teacher's kind eyes fell on me from time to time, as if to ask, "Can you do it?" I cried again.

That experience is fresh in my memory and unforgettable.