He is angry

He was very angry. 1 The night of junior high school and grade one is very lively. Every family hangs red lanterns and sticks couplets. There are firecrackers and children's happy voices everywhere.

My parents went home, and I stayed at my grandmother's house. Wow! So happy! Now that my brother and I are free, we can enjoy ourselves. At first, adults didn't sleep, so we all watched TV honestly. In the middle of the night, we tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. We sneaked a look and the adults turned off the lights. So, my brother and I started to act. My brother said, "Play games secretly at night! You can have a good time. " I readily agreed.

We quietly turned on the computer and played games happily. Just as we were having a good time, suddenly my aunt came in. She came for a routine check-up. Seeing this scene at this time, my face suddenly pulled down and assumed an evil look. Ouch! This must be terrible. My brother and I were shocked. Knowing that he had made a big mistake, he immediately bowed his head and said nothing, ready to accept punishment. The aunt shouted at her brother, "Whose idea was this? Can't you control yourself?" ..... "I said hesitantly," Aunt, we know we were wrong. We will never dare again. Please forgive us. "After hearing what I said, menstruation said diplomatically," It's so late, go to bed early! I will forgive you this time. "We were struck by lightning and went to bed.

He was very angry. My father is a kind man. As far as I can remember, he was not angry until that day. ...

I am a careless person and a careless person, but so is the exam. I remember one exam, I made mistakes in the world several times because of carelessness, and my heart beat faster, because my father was a serious man, meticulous and hated sloppy people, but how to sign it? I had a brainwave and handed in my test paper with my father's signature.

But paper can never be wrapped. The teacher saw that my signature was fake and called my father. After listening to the phone, he plunged into the room. "I hate it when people lie. If people are dishonest, people will have no foundation, people will have no trust, people will have no trust, and I will not know what to do. " I pretended not to know anything, and my father was even more angry.

Dad blushed and his muscles swelled. I thought, how could I be so careless? Thinking about it, my tears flowed down unwillingly, and my father was even more angry: "You are really! Men bleed without tears. If they do something wrong, they should change it. If there is anything wrong, they should change it. This is a man. If you cry, you are weak. " Dad kept scolding me there. His eyes were fixed on me sternly. Those eyes seemed to shoot sparks, and I regretted it.

After a moment of silence, my father's anger slowly subsided. My father explained my fault and told me to be sincere. Dad patted me on the shoulder and walked out of the room.

I feel very sorry when I recall my father's anger just now. I thought to myself, if I told the truth, I wouldn't have to make my father angry. He is angry with me, and I can't live up to his painstaking efforts. Thinking of this, I secretly made up my mind to be a sincere person in the future and not to make my father angry again.

He was angry. He is a strict man. He possessed a vast store of knowledge. Have you guessed who he is? Yes, he is my English teacher, Miss Ma.

Teacher Ma, he often tells jokes in our class. He is humorous, but he can also get angry. That time, he was angry.

At that time, we had an English class. Teacher Ma said, "Today, let's look at two questions." Hardly had the voice fallen when our class began to make noise. At this time, Teacher Ma patted the blackboard and said, "Look at the blackboard!" "But we don't listen, continue to say. At this time, Teacher Ma suddenly got angry and threw everything in the class on the ground. Suddenly, our class was quiet. A needle fell to the ground and everyone could hear it. Teacher Ma suddenly became serious. The muscles in his mouth kept shaking and he couldn't breathe. His mouth kept making the sound of "wooshing ...". It's like a big fireball in his eyes, and he's about to explode. At the same time, he said, "Go on!" As soon as the voice fell, he picked up the book and went out.

Sorry, Miss Ma, we shouldn't talk in class, we shouldn't make you angry, and we shouldn't say after you reminded us, I'm sorry, Miss Ma, I let you down. We must study hard and never talk in class again. I'm sorry

He was very angry. 4 "The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest." Today was supposed to be a beautiful and happy day. The sunshine touches my face like a big hand from time to time, and a gust of wind blows the grass as if waving to us. But because of one thing, everything is no longer so beautiful …

In order to play with my friends early, I quickly cooked the meal and waited for my mother to cook. At dinner, my mother immediately pulled her face down and angrily criticized, "What do you think you are cooking?" ! It's just raw rice. How can you eat it? "

I looked at the rice in the pot nervously and whispered, "What! How can it be uncooked rice? Bad luck. I must have accidentally omitted the water. What should I do? My father will definitely scold me for waiting for a meal after working hard. Let's leave it to fate. "

After reading it, my father was so angry that his eyebrows were upside down and his mouth was down that I obviously felt his anger, like a balloon about to explode.

After I saw this, I stood up trembling. I dare not move like a wooden head, for fear of the end of the world. My eyes don't know where to look. It's like crossing a wooden bridge in the middle of the night-walking on thin ice. Finally, my father criticized me from beginning to end and was angry to see him like this.

After learning this lesson, I always make good food for fear that my father will get angry. This also made me understand a truth: never be half-hearted. You should do one thing well before doing other things, otherwise you will only fail.

He was angry. In this world, everyone has his own joys and sorrows. That time, he was angry.

That night, it rained in Mao Mao. Slowly, everything was cleaned by the rain. Unfortunately, dark clouds covered the moon.

I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my homework and exercise books. I played games all day and finished my homework at random. Dad, who was just about to do his homework, came back from a day out. My heart beat faster and I quickly wrote two questions before he came up. When I was checking my homework, it suddenly became very quiet.

"Show me the homework assigned by the teacher today!" I showed my homework to my father in horror, and my father opened QQ to check the answer. Soon, my father's face sank and he frowned from time to time. It turned out that I made many mistakes on the issue, and my father was furious. Finally, my dad got angry, then reprimanded me like a storm and hit me with a charging cable. I was beaten black and blue.

Now that I'm awake, when I'm alone at home, I can't help shivering at the thought of that moment. Dad taught me a lesson, straightened me up, blocked a wrong path for me, and made me understand that everything he did was for me.

That father was angry was a piece of advice to me.

He was so angry that he let out a shrill cry, which made the whole family seem to be shaking. This is the roar of my brother who doesn't want to do his homework.

"I don't want to do homework! I don't want to ... "My brother kept repeating like a radio. Angry tears rolled down in big drops, and even the book was wet. His eyebrows are tight, his cheeks are bulging like two big apples in his mouth, and his lips are pressed against his nose.

"Knock, knock, knock ..." The pencil was mercilessly thrown around by his chubby hand. 1 of "pa", an innocent pencil was broken in two by him. He was not Japanese yet, so he raised his hand, threw away his notebook, kicked it and the stool fell down. He ran into the room angrily. Bang, the door slammed shut.

Through the reflection of the window, we saw my brother screaming in bed. He threw pillows and kicked the bed, and his face was ferocious. The lamp on the table was violently dropped on the ground by him, and the light bulb was broken and the glass slag was scattered all over the floor. The tearful little monster even tore at the sheets angrily. The whole bed, the whole room, it's a mess

Finally, the monster was severely beaten by his mother and sat at the desk with tears in his eyes.

He was angry. Every time I think about that, I feel cold in my back. Mr orange is the teacher of our training class. Teacher orange is young and beautiful, and she is also very humorous. She often makes us laugh. She never loses her temper with us, but that time ...

In that class, let's practice by ourselves first, and then go up and perform. Unconsciously, the orange teacher said, time is up. Which student was the first to attend? The whole class was silent, and the orange teacher frowned and was a little angry. He said, Who is the first to die early and live early?

The whole class is still dead, and no one seems to hear it. Some students glanced at the orange teacher and quickly lowered their heads for fear that the teacher would point fingers.

When Mr. Orange saw that there was still no one, he was so angry that his eyes glared at us as if to shoot sparks! Also said that no one was up there? You are all advanced classes, how come I'm not even as good as the kindergarten class now!

After that, I dropped the book on the table, and suddenly the whole class was shocked and even dared not go out. It's so quiet in the classroom that you can hear the sound of the needle falling to the ground. But no one dared to raise their hands.

Just then, a boy raised his hand and said, I'll go first! After listening to his words, we all breathed a sigh of relief and finally put our hearts down. Teacher orange smiled and said, that's right. Didn't it end like this long ago?

Teacher orange, it's terrible to be angry.

He was angry. He is my father. He is usually strict, but he loves us very much. Sometimes he will buy us toys, and sometimes he will be disappointed in us.

Once my mother had something to do and asked her to watch my brother and mother go to work. I also asked to look after my brother, but I felt safe in my arms and it was okay to jump up and down on the ground, so I felt safe there. I climbed the handle of the ladder and put my brother high. But there is one place I will never forget: the sofa. Why? Because of this, I felt very safe. My sister wanted to hug my brother, so I let him. But I didn't expect there was a hole in the middle of the sofa. I was afraid that my brother and sister would want to hug my brother, so I let him hug him. I didn't expect there was a hole between the two sofas, for fear that my brother would leak. Let my sister down. My sister didn't know there was a trash can under the sofa, so she jumped without looking. The trash can he picked up fell and broke her brother's mouth. I cried that I was bleeding, and the smile on my father's face disappeared, so I became severe and said angrily, what do you think of my brother? Fortunately, it only fell to the mouth. What should I do if I fall on my leg and arm?

Then I know that not everything is safe. What is more unsafe? After my father was angry with me, he said that he would never let his sister hold his brother again. Will he hold it? Don't you know how much he weighs?

Seeing my father so angry, I know that parents who don't make mistakes will not be so angry. You have made many mistakes and don't like you. Your friends won't play with you. Everyone will stay away from you. No matter you are your closest relative or your best friend, you will never see you again. I know my parents like them not to make mistakes.

I learned two things through this, don't make your parents angry.

He was angry for nine Sundays. My brother and I are playing a game of piling wood, and one of my parts is missing.

I hold the picture in my left hand, and my right hand looks for it in each part. Suddenly, I found a part exactly like mine on my brother's side, so I said to him, "This is my part, send it to me by express!" " I reached for it, "no, it's not yours, it's my part!" " ""it's my part! Look, it's exactly like mine! " I argued that my brother looked at me and said, "How can this be yours? There are many identical things in the world! "My brother suddenly became angry when he saw that I was going to rob him. His eyes are wide open, which makes people shudder! He was about to leave with this part. I grabbed him by the collar and said angrily, "You want to cheat, don't you? No way! "He was trembling with anger and his mouth was sticking out." You haven't put your own things away, and you're still framing others here! "He was so angry that he was about to cry, and his tears kept spinning in his eyes!" This is obviously mine, but I accidentally fell on you just now! Will I wronged you? "I'm wearing a pair of not to be outdone!

"This is really mine, but since you say so, I have nothing to say, just consider it yours!" He wiped a handful of tears, then threw the parts in front of me and left without looking back!

I won! I am too happy to speak! But when I was about to install it, I suddenly found an identical part in my hand under the bed. It lay there quietly, saying nothing, as if laughing at my every move just now!

It seems that I really wronged him! My brother sat outside the door, crying in a low voice. I walked silently towards him. Will he forgive me? I thought as I walked. ...

He was angry at 10. I always feel that something bad will happen. I thought about it: I thought that the math teacher organized a math exam last Friday. Will the exam results come out today? My heart is full of anxiety.

In the first math class, my heart was pounding with nervousness. When the math teacher came into the classroom, I found him holding a lot of papers in his hand, frowning and quickly stepping onto the platform, throwing the papers on the platform: Look at your exam results! Suddenly, the classroom was very quiet. The math teacher immediately picked up a piece of paper and asked, Whose paper is this? A classmate stood up in fear. The teacher said again: Come here! Hurry up! The classmate stepped onto the platform with trepidation. The teacher said angrily, how did you take the exam? None of the problems solved later are correct. What were you thinking when you answered the question? Did you check the problem again after you finished it? The classmate was frightened, and then the teacher asked the classmate to stand on the podium and analyze the wrong questions by himself.

The next time, the teacher has been talking about the topic, and the students are listening carefully. As soon as the bell rang, some students began to talk again, some students made little gestures, and some students didn't listen. The math teacher said angrily when he saw this scene. If you don't listen carefully after all the math exams, don't take a break. The classroom suddenly quieted down, and the math teacher said, you must study hard and strive for good grades. Hearing this sentence, we all settled down to study hard.

Although the math teacher is often angry, we all know that the teacher is also good for us, in order to get better grades.

He is angry with 1 1. To say that the most violent person in the world is my hometown neighbor Lao Zhang. As long as people living in our town have not been scolded by Lao Zhang, even some passers-by will be scolded by Lao Zhang. Therefore, my cousin and I call him Sai Zhangfei in private.

Lao Zhang has been staying at home because he has no relatives. Over time, Lao Zhang finally became a freak. He became so angry that he flew into a rage when someone touched him.

Once, a child accidentally knocked off one of his flower pots, and Lao Zhang was at the door. I saw him glaring with a fork in his hand, just like Zhang Fei was angry during the Three Kingdoms period. Every hair on his face stood on end, and the flesh on his face became tighter and tighter, and he was flushed, tens of thousands of times redder than the scorching sun overhead. Suddenly, the rising anger erupted like a volcano. I saw Lao Zhang clenched his hands into fists and swore: you dead child, bastard! Do you know what you did? Ah, bah! I can't believe you knocked off my flowerpot! Do you know how serious this is? Come on, go to your parents, I want to tell them! Son of a bitch! Bah! Look at me. No, the child was frightened and flew away. Oh, poor man!

That scene has always been engraved in my mind. In the future, if I want to be a scientist, I must study a drug to treat violent people like Lao Zhang.

My father likes music, especially Teresa Teng's songs. Whenever her songs are played on the player at home, my father sits on the sofa, his eyes are slightly narrowed, his eyes are bright, his face is filled with joy and happiness, and he is ecstatic. Sometimes, he can't help dancing solo and seems to enjoy it; Sometimes, he will also play songs in the car, while listening to sweet songs, while muttering: how beautiful, this song is really beautiful.

Once, when my mother was cleaning up the furniture, she accidentally found some expired music CDs, so she packed them in garbage bags and prepared to go downstairs and throw them away. Dad just came home from work and saw the baby outside the door. He flew into a rage and shouted, Are you crazy? Why throw it away? These things take up no space! As he spoke, he picked up those CDs again, wiped them on his clothes and carried them into the house.

I've never seen my dad so angry, and I've never seen him yell at my mom so loudly. I'm surprised. My mother complained, is this necessary? They are all old-fashioned things, and besides, I want to make my home cleaner and more comfortable. Dad retorted, I don't play cards or gamble. Do you want to deprive me of this hobby?

After listening to dad's words, mom sighed and said, OK, OK, OK, let's leave the CD at home and don't throw it away next time, OK? I glanced at my father and found that he was immersed in the music world again, his hands shaking and his mouth humming.

Don't tell me, he's really funny like that! Shh, don't tell my father, or he will skin me!

He is angry 13 In this colorful world, everyone has his own ups and downs, even a good-tempered person will be angry.

Once, my father and I came to Tongcheng County to play for a few days, one for the convenience of online classes, and the other for the quietness of online classes.

Before returning to Tongcheng county, my mother told me: I must finish my homework before watching TV every day. As long as I finish my homework and study, I will do whatever I want.

As soon as I arrived in Tongcheng County, my father sent me to the gate of the community and let me go up by myself. I feel very happy because my father is going to work the night shift and my mother is not around to take care of me. But because my mother asked me to finish my homework first and check it for her, I turned on the TV and watched TV while doing my homework.

Because I watched TV while doing my homework, I didn't check my homework until very late. Mother didn't say anything and told me to go to bed early.

The first day passed like this, and the next day I did my homework and watched TV like the first day. But because this homework was ugly, my mother sent me a video call and told me that learning is for myself, not for others. If you don't study hard, you won't live in Tongcheng in the future.

After listening to my mother's words, I immediately wrote my homework again carefully, deleted my poor homework before, and sent the rewritten homework to the study group. After that, I wrote every homework carefully. You really can't study at the same time, or you will hurt yourself.

He was very angry. 14 during the big break on Friday, some students read books, some drank milk, and some students whispered something. Suddenly, there were waves of quarrels from the back of the classroom.

I looked back. It turned out that Feng Xu found his book missing and was looking for it everywhere. Coincidentally, Edison Chen happens to have the same books as Feng Xu. Feng Xu concluded that Chen Guanhe had taken his book.

Both of them flew into a rage, like a volcanic eruption, and even the air smelled a strong smell of gunpowder. I saw Feng Xu's red face, and I was even redder with excitement. My eyes were round and frowning, and I shouted angrily: You took it! You took it! Edison Chen is not to be outdone: This book is mine. If you lose yours, you will be wronged by others! The students next to me are advising: don't get excited, impulsiveness is the devil, so have something to say. Look again. Maybe I forgot it somewhere.

The students' persuasion didn't douse their anger, as if they didn't hear it at all. You still don't admit it, do you At this point, Feng Xu was furious and gasped, his fist clenched tightly, as if he were ready to start work at any time. The monitor next to him was so anxious that he could do nothing.

When things were about to get out of hand, the teacher came in. After the teacher asked what had happened, he suggested that Feng Xu look again and found it in his schoolbag. Alas, it seems that impulse really shouldn't be!

The day when he was angry on 15 was the saddest day for me and the biggest day for me to grow up.

Tonight, I was watching TV, and my mother went to bed because she was not feeling well. At this time, my father came back. He was happy after drinking, but he woke my mother up. I was very angry and said to him, "What are you doing?" ! Mom is not feeling well today, so don't disturb her ... "

But my father ignored me. Later, my father wanted to talk to me, but I ignored him. He got angry and grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV. Then he frowned and shouted at me, and I was angry, too I was still lying on the sofa and didn't even look at my dad!

This completely angered him, only to see that he began to breathe in a hurry, his face turned red, and his hand was tightly held, as if to crush me! He pulled me up hard, scolded me loudly and told me a lot of sermons. Although I didn't want to hear it at first, everything he said stuck in my heart, and I found that I still had so many shortcomings and deficiencies, and my attitude gradually improved.

While I was listening to his speech carefully, he suddenly received a dinner party. He hesitated, put down his clenched fist, sighed and was depressed. He walked slowly to the shoe cupboard to change his shoes and get dressed, but just as he was about to go out, his body suddenly shook. I took a closer look-it turned out that he was crying! He covered his face with his hand, but tears still flowed from his fingers. He cried and said sadly, "I really failed!" What a failure ... "Then he sniffed and walked out of the house. This is the first time I have seen my father cry!

Later, my mother also severely criticized me, and I realized my shortcomings. I hope I can chat with my father more and communicate with him well in the future, and don't see him cry again!