The composition about that time I cried is 400 words.

In the depths of my memory, many things are forgotten with the passage of time, but one thing is deeply engraved in my mind and will never be erased. Whenever I think about it, I can't help crying.

I remember once, after school in the afternoon, it was my turn to be on duty, and everyone divided their work. I am responsible for cleaning the glass. When I saw that the glass was dirty, I wanted to clean it, so I tried to clean it, and the glass broke with a crash. When I saw the glass broken by me, I was afraid and began to cry involuntarily. When my classmates saw me crying, they all stopped what they were doing and ran over and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? " I cried and said, "I accidentally broke the glass." The students all said, "Ah! No glass is not cheap! " I was so sad that I began to cry. At this time, the monitor said, "Don't be afraid. My mother gave me 5 yuan for breakfast today, and I will give it all to you." Students have also taken out pocket money. Even Xiaohong, who was often bullied by me, came to comfort me and handed me three yuan.

Looking at the sincere eyes and friendly hands of my classmates, I felt as if my throat was blocked by something, I couldn't speak, and tears gushed out.

Although it has been a long time, I realized that the warmth of the group and the sincere friendship of the students are so precious! This will be something I will never forget.

Opening the small window of memory, I remembered the day of last semester and that touching scene. ...

That day, our school invited a foreign professor to give us a vivid gratitude education class. He told many vivid examples about gratitude on the stage, which deeply touched the students. Later, he asked his classmates to come to the stage and speak their heartfelt words buried in their hearts for a long time. I thought no one would go up, but it turned out unexpectedly. The students came on stage one after another. Like a torrent, they stepped onto the stage solemnly and irresistibly. Almost every classmate's eyes are wet. They had a heart-to-heart talk with their parents on the stage, admitted their mistakes and expressed their determination to study hard and repay their parents in the future. ...

Maybe I was infected by this atmosphere. My heart was slightly shocked. I just felt a torrent gushing from my heart and rushing out of my eyes. I cried. But I didn't dry my tears, let them wet my face and awaken my ungrateful heart.

Yes! How can I be ungrateful? From my birth to adulthood, what is not the credit of my parents! Dad, mom, you have accompanied me through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter. It was you who accompanied me through many ups and downs and setbacks. It is you who accompany me out of the wrong path and into the light. When I was wronged, it was you who put down your work to comfort me and persuade me. When I didn't finish my homework, but I was already tired and urged to sleep, it was you who accompanied me to finish my homework until the dead of night. In fact, you are more tired than me! When I was sick, you took care of me at my bedside, poured me water and brought me delicious food. It's suddenly getting cold. Who is it? You sent me clothes and gloves all the way?

Dad, mom, what great love you have given me! Like rain and dew, it moistens me. It is like sunshine, eternal and warm; It is like spring rain, gentle and delicate. It will penetrate layers of barriers and fall to every place around me, and stay with me every day; It will embrace my cry and my smile; It will hold up an umbrella for me, pave a road and fill all the bumps.

Dad, mom, your love for me is so selfless! But I don't know how to be grateful. Please forgive my childhood ignorance! From now on, I will study hard, learn to be grateful and repay you well!

The grace of dripping water will surely bring spring. But you gave me the whole ocean!

Ah! But how much love there is in that inch-long grass, have you got three rays of spring?

During the summer vacation, I attended an English cram school and went to my neighbor's house for English classes every Sunday. In fact, I said that I went to the remedial class just to listen, because I was the only one.

On this day, I came to my neighbor's house again. I recited English words silently there. Suddenly, I heard the sound of dripping water. It's hard to hear without listening carefully. I think it's strange. Curiosity makes me want to know about it. So, I put down my English textbook and followed the sound. It turned out that Uncle Li's faucet was leaking! I think I have to find a way to tighten the tap and do a good deed. So I hurried over and tried to turn on the tap. However, due to the long-term leakage of the faucet, the valve has rusted to death, and I have tried several times but I can't twist it. Finally, I held the valve tightly with both hands and tried my best to twist it, only to hear a bang, and the valve was unscrewed by me! So a powerful water column spewed out from the inside and immediately poured me into a drowned rat. I just stood by and thought, I'm in trouble again What should I do? Then, I quickly picked up the valve I unscrewed and tried to screw it on again, but the valve was broken and I couldn't screw it on. Later, I took a rag to stop it, but I couldn't stop it because of the pressure. After a while, the ground was full of water.

Soon, the adults all heard the news, and Uncle Li was awakened. People are talking about me. Sometimes they say "boys are naughty" and sometimes they say "they are not disciplined". At this time, my mother also came to reprimand me and said, "Give me a net trouble." Only one of the uncles quietly cut a cork and blocked the water pipe.

After listening to the words of the adults, I was extremely sad. I was going to do a good deed, but it turned out like this. I can't say for sure now, I can only cry sadly.

The sun always rises and sets in the west, and competition always ebbs and flows. What the big waves have scoured out are some small shrimps that have no place at the bottom of the sea.

Why do rainbows always appear after rain? Competition is a "bliss" world in a difficult environment.

Competition is like an elevator, competition is like a circle, and a process of competition is competition.

How many beats can life have? I was knocked down by this fight. However, I will never give up and cry. ...

From my birth to now, I have had two big shots, nearly ten small shots, and micro-shots are like stars. It's the hardest to fight, but one in a hundred may be beaten down.

Once, I accidentally read the "Young Writers Competition" in the newspaper. I decided to sign up, so I gained confidence. The competition is divided into two parts: one is speech, and the other is writing. So I carefully prepared, getting up early and greedy for the dark.

As the days passed, the day came when I was sure. In the above assessment, the results came out, and I ranked in the top ten among hundreds of people.

"Announce, announce, first place, second place ..." I only got the fifth place. After I got on the podium, I realized that only the top three could be selected. So I ran out of the auditorium with the award. I hid under a big tree. I'm lost in the storm? Is it me? What about my efforts? I burst into tears on these issues. This is my first time, because my writing is not satisfactory. I cried, but my heart did not give up.

I cried that time because of my shortcomings.

That time I cried, because my efforts had turned into a wisp of smoke, which drifted away with the wind.

Competition, I cried.

Although I cried that time, I will never give up, because behind the tears, I will succeed. I must be a trophy or certificate, not a "teardrop"