The taste of being wronged composition

Composition 1: The Taste of Being Wronged 16 words

The Taste of Being Wronged Composition

The Taste of Being Wronged Composition 1.

In the 12 years since I was born, I have experienced many things personally: happy, painful and meaningful? One of them is very unforgettable to me, as if it happened yesterday.

It was a Sunday a few years ago, just after my mother went out, my five-year-old cousin came to my house, and I was very happy. My cousin is clever, naughty and especially likes painting. Everyone who has seen him calls him a "painter of the future". Just as bad, my uncle and aunt are away from home all day, and there are only my great-grandmother and brother at home. He often scribbles on the snow-white wall with all kinds of pens, and the walls of his house are like painted faces. How can an old man control a naughty child? Sometimes I laugh when I read it. Now that he is in my house, I am really scared, because my house has just finished "dressing up" the wall.

We played together for a while, and my brother clamored for a drink. It happened that there was nothing at home, so I coaxed it around, but it didn't work. Seeing my brother, I have to use his magic weapon again: sitting on the ground and crying. I had no choice but to tell him to sit on the sofa and watch TV, and not to move. I ran out to buy it with the running speed of participating in the "Olympic Games".

when I ran home panting, I just entered the house and froze. A pen that my brother got from somewhere has finished his "perfect" "masterpiece" on the wall. See me, but also show off: "Sister, how?" However, the "gun" passed the drink in my hand and ran away. I looked at the wall and laughed, thinking: Oh, no, what should I do if my mother comes back! Who knows that I just picked up the pen and "Cao Cao" arrived. As soon as my mother came in, she saw me with a pen in my hand and the "masterpiece" on the wall. She scolded me indiscriminately and said, "You are too ignorant to scribble on the wall at this age. ！” I just started to explain: "Mom, isn't this?" "Still sophistry". Before the words were finished, my mother slapped me down and I cried bitterly. At the right moment, all this was seen by my brother. He quietly walked up to his mother, bowed his head and said in shame, "Aunt, I drew this, it's none of my sister's business. I will never dare again. Forgive me!" He came up to me again and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, it's my fault." After listening to this, my mother quickly apologized to me and said to my brother, "If you know your mistakes, you will be a good boy." I also smile through tears.

although it happened a few years ago, I still remember it very clearly, and I deeply impressed it on my heart.

what it feels like to be wronged (2)

Open the diary of my life, and I am happy, sad and moved in those things in many-hued? In a corner of the diary, there is a story that makes me feel wronged. The train of memory took me back to that day?

that day, my cousin came. I was quite happy at first because I had a playmate. But my cousin didn't. That's not easy to deal with. He is a little emperor, and I am only worthy to be his servant. Do not believe you look; My cousin always shakes his chair at dinner. Mother said to me; Stop shaking. It was my cousin who shook it. I immediately retorted. He is only three and a half years old. I can't believe that he can shake such a heavy chair. Tears of sadness flowed down. Has this happened once or twice?

In the morning, after I finished washing, my cousin was still eating candy. I advised my cousin to brush his teeth. Unexpectedly, my cousin burst into tears and my mother came to talk. Ok, give the sugar back to your brother quickly. How did the kind sister become a bad person who abused her brother? < P > Tears of disappointment came down again.

However, I learned to be patient. Sometimes, patience is also a virtue.

The Taste of Being Wronged Composition (3)

The first class in the afternoon was a math class, and Teacher Meng was giving an answer to "Teaching and Learning" in mathematics.

When Mr. Meng asked about the equations, he suddenly said, Wang Fangzhou, you and Fang Wenbin answered the following equations. The first pair, the second pair, and the third pair, when they reached the fourth pair, the students all said in unison, "Wrong, the answer is not 49/14, and you can also use seven approximate points." At first glance, ah, it's careless. You can really use seven cents. My face turned red, and Fang Wenbin's mouth "moved".

Then some students began to talk about it. They must have copied it. Otherwise, the wrong topics are all the same, and there is no agreement. They must have copied it! These words reached the teacher's ears, and the teacher became suspicious and said, "Well, this shows that they are copying!" " My heart is cold, how is it possible? This is Sunday's homework. I don't know Fang Wenbin's home, and Fang Wenbin doesn't know mine. How can I copy it? I said loudly in my mind. The teacher asked us to sit down. When we sat down, Fang Wenbin said angrily to me, "Wang Fangzhou, you copied me." I lost my temper at once, so I scolded, "Psycho, this is Sunday's homework. How can I copy you? I don't know where your home is. Besides, if I have any questions I don't understand, I can always ask my mother. " In this way, when I replied to him, we quarreled, but the teacher's eyes were fixed on us.

It's hard to feel wronged. Who can avenge me? Composition 2: "The Taste of Being Wronged" 35 words

The taste of being wronged maybe (maybe) in the first year, my mother bought me a lovely little man. They are almost pink. A man and a woman, close together. Thinking: 1 to 1, this is the laziest, this is the most diligent, and

there are still moments behind it: 1 don't do it, 2 are endless.

But I like organizing rooms. In that year, when the room was finished, it was accidentally broken, and the broken place was the little boy's head. Then, I didn't expect to clean it directly. My mother learned and said, You are real ~ Obviously, mother can repair it. Last night, my mother said it again. She said: Make sure you want to leave (reprinted from: CspeNgBo．cOm: [the taste of being wronged] composition) what's inside, otherwise, how to drop (a little boy's head)

No ~ I think.

[wronged taste] wronged taste composition

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wronged taste composition (* * 5 articles) wronged taste composition | Landlord | 214-11-12 8: 16: 29 * * There are 4 replies to read this article directory for 2221 times (Dong Xiao Primary School III) I remembered a little thing that happened at home:

The thing is this: I was so sad that I wanted to find a friend to play with after I finished my homework that day. Suddenly, my good friend called and said that he would come to my house to play. Wow, this made me so happy, so I desperately arranged toys and other friends to play, and I was so busy that I finally waited for my friends to come. We began to set up the battlefield ~

We piled up building blocks with relish and made concerted efforts, and saw that a beautiful school was almost finished. Unexpectedly, an accident happened at this moment, perhaps because the foundation was not laid well, or the design was unreasonable, and the beautiful "school" collapsed with a bang ~ ...

We were both disappointed, and our good friends couldn't stand it. I thought I bullied my good friend (maybe I was too naughty at ordinary times), but no matter how I explained it, my father just wouldn't listen. He insisted that I bullied my friend, so he didn't ask me indiscriminately and scolded me. I felt that the dumb person had a hard time eating Rhizoma Coptidis, and I was so wronged ~ I was so sad ~ Tears as big as beans fell like pearls with broken lines ...

The feeling of being wronged. I can't tell you how bitter it is ~ I still remember it vividly until now ~ I sincerely hope that this kind of wronged child will happen less in my life ~ It's better not to happen ~ Thank the teacher for creating an opportunity for me to speak

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, and let me take the opportunity to say it.

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The Taste of Being Wronged The Taste of Being Wronged Composition | 214-11-12 8: 16

Today, I realized how uncomfortable it is to be wronged.

Last night, my mother called my aunt and told them to come to my house to play today, but she said that she was not available, and she also said that she would let her cousin come. Now I am happy, because my cousin is very cute.

At about 9 o'clock this morning, my cousin came. Not long after she came, my mother said that she would go out, and she also brought me a package, saying that it contained a lot of useful information and could not be damaged. Then she hurried out.

I had lunch with my sister, and she said she was going to bed, so I took her to bed. Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I wrote down the exercises to be done next semester. Until after 2 pm, my sister got up by herself, and I didn't notice it. Later, he called me, saying that I wanted to play with paper cutting, and I agreed, so I went to find paper. After a while, after I got the paper, My sister cried, and I snatched the information from her hand, ready to make up for it. Just then, my mother came back. When she saw this scene, she thought I had cut the information. Without saying anything, she came over and scolded me, and then went to appease my sister. I was at a loss. I didn't know where I was wrong. My sister was wrong, but my mother scolded me.

Really, today I really tasted what it was like to be wronged.

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The Taste of Being Wronged The Taste of Being Wronged Composition | 214-11-12 8: 16

After school this afternoon, I went to the bus stop to wait for the bus as usual. As soon as the No.2 bus arrived, I rushed over, quickly brushed the bus card, and saw that there were seats behind the car, so I quickly went over and sat down. Unexpectedly, it was this series of ordinary and simple actions that brought me great trouble.

the car started and the carriage was full of people. The driver's master shouted, "Did you pay the little girl in pink at the back? Did you come from the back door? Come and pay the money ~" I looked around. I was the only girl in pink. Was the driver talking about me? Thinking of this, I stood up and said to the driver's master, "I swiped my student card." "Don't be unconscious, wait for me to catch you out, right?" The driver didn't believe me. The carriage was quiet, and a car full of people seemed to cast contempt on me. I felt countless swords-like light stabbing my face, my face was burning, and tears swirled in my eyes. On second thought, I'm sure I've swiped my card. I doubled my voice and said loudly, "I swiped my student card, but it wasn't me who came through the back door." The driver may not be sure if I swiped my card, so he stopped talking. The car moved slowly as usual, and I kept thinking about it silently. I don't know how many people believe that I really swiped the card and didn't evade the ticket. I raised my hand, secretly wiped away my tears with the back of my hand, trying to hide the injustice on my face.

until I got off the bus, the scene remained vividly in my mind, and it was replayed like an advertisement. I really hope that the cold wind will blow it away from the sea in my brain.

when I faced the diary, it suddenly occurred to me that although the driver's speech was not very nice and he wronged me, he was dedicated and responsible for his work. I also want to say to him: "The feeling of being wronged is unpleasant. I hope you will pay attention to your way of speaking while bringing convenience and happiness to everyone, and try not to create such bitter grievances again." The taste of being wronged is really uncomfortable ~ zouping county No.2 Experimental Primary School No.5 (7) Zhang Yuehan

# 4 floor The taste of being wronged Composition | 214-11-12 8: 17

Because I got up late in the morning, I went to school late. When I came to school, my classmates looked at me with abnormal eyes. I was driven out of my wits and stood still. Don't pretend ~ "Su Zhan continued:" Last night, I was on duty with you, but mopping the floor was faster than sweeping the floor, so I left the classroom first and went home, but I left a pen behind. I just remembered that when I turned around, the door was locked. When I arrived this morning, the pen was gone. You said, who else could it be if you didn't steal it? "I was so angry that I couldn't speak. "Hum ~ Have a guilty conscience and have nothing to say ~" "Exactly." "Yes, have a guilty conscience." ..... The students began to talk. "I locked the door, but why isn't the pen in your small box?" Su Zhan returned to his position and opened the small box. He found that the pen was inside. It turned out that Su Zhan's pen was out of oil and was put in. It was for safety to bring an ink bag to put it in tomorrow, but he forgot it after a sleep. He quickly apologized,

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but I kept crying. It's hard to be wronged, but things are solved.

# The Taste of Being Wronged on the 5th Floor Composition | 214-11-12 8: 17

At the first rehearsal, Lin Ye came late, but she said in advance that it was 1/2 hour late, and Gong was very angry that time. Then Gong was just 1/2 hour late at the second rehearsal. I don't know if this is a coincidence. She said she overslept, so we didn't scold her. It was just 1: 3, and we could go to school. I usually go to school in that direction, so I told them to go there, but I didn't ride far with Lin Yecai, and I found Gong missing. I was going to rehearse on the road, but she ""We went to find her. She had already arrived at school and was still talking to others. I didn't think so much. But she didn't come. Later, she came, and I asked her to sing, but she didn't sing. Later, she said that another group performed. After a while, she said that the dialogue they performed was very long and difficult to recite, so she came to us. We all changed and were ready, of course, we were reluctant, but we didn't say that we didn't agree. (I think she found a partner anyway and ignored it) ~ After class, I listened to it at that time, and my heart was broken, and I cried a lot. (She didn't sing by herself at that time, but she asked us to help her. I thought we should help her after all, but she said she would sing by herself. Honestly, she didn't sing very well. I've never seen such a selfish person. Why didn't I listen to those good friends at the beginning? I regret it, very much. But Gong hurt me and Lin Ye.