Tear up the calendar composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone writes a composition, through which we can gather our scattered thoughts together. So how to write a general composition? The following is the composition of the torn calendar I collected for you. Welcome to read the collection.

Tearing up the calendar composition 1 An interesting story when I was a child gradually faded away in my mind as time went by. But there is only one thing that I will never forget in my heart, just like a knife carving. Whenever I think about it, I will secretly laugh in my heart, and sometimes even laugh loudly. Everyone must want to know what's going on at this time, right? Don't worry, please listen to me in detail.

When I was in kindergarten, I especially liked going to school, because going to school allowed teachers to teach us to dance, sing and play games with us. These are our favorite things. However, once I found that whenever the scarlet letter appeared on the calendar, I didn't have to go to kindergarten. So I asked my mother, "Why is there a red letter on the calendar, so I don't have to go to kindergarten?" Mom replied, "Because the scarlet letter stands for Sunday, mom doesn't have to go to work and you don't have to go to school on Sunday!" " ""Oh, I see. " I nodded.

However, I always feel that the days of black calendar paper pass quickly, while the days of red calendar paper pass slowly.

Over time, I wish there were no Sundays in the world! Suddenly, I had a brainwave, yes! If I tear up all the red calendar papers, can't I go to school every day? So, I moved to a stool, stood on it and tore the red calendar paper. My mother stopped me as soon as I tore a few pieces. My mother said anxiously, "Alas, why are you tearing up the calendar paper?" I smiled and said, "Didn't you say red represents Sunday?" As long as I tear up the red ones, can't I go to school every day? "Mom said," you silly child, today is Sunday, so it's not school time to tear up the calendar! ""I listened to my mother and cried,' I want a black calendar.' " It amused the whole family.

I'm afraid this matter has long been forgotten in my mother's heart, but it will never be forgotten in my heart.

Memories are like a long river. Isn't the bittersweet past the colorful stones in the river? Many small stones were washed away by the river, but that stone stayed in my heart and kept me laughing.

At that time, I didn't like kindergarten. Because I have to learn pinyin every day in kindergarten. Once, I found a strange thing, and I heard adults say it was a calendar. Later, I found out that my mother always tore one from that calendar every morning, so I didn't have to go to kindergarten every time I tore two red ones. This discovery surprised me. My mother told me, "It's because Red is a weekend!" I suddenly realized.

One day, I saw the calendar on the wall and suddenly thought: Why don't I tear it up? At first, I found a chair, hugged it with my hand, slowly moved it under the calendar, stepped on it carefully, and looked back from time to time to see if my mother had come. Fortunately, my mother was packing in the back room and didn't come out. I grabbed the calendar and tore it with a jerk. I tore off several calendars at once, and a red calendar paper was exposed. I thought to myself: Great! Great! I finally don't have to go to kindergarten! I walked down slowly, looked at my calendar and said, "Mom shouldn't lie to me. She said "red" and stopped going to kindergarten! "

My mother finally finished packing, carrying my schoolbag and urging me to say, "Hurry up, we'll be late!" " I skipped to my mother and said, "Mom, you don't have to go to kindergarten today." "My mother asked me inexplicably," Why don't you go to kindergarten and want to play truant? ""Because today is red dates! "Mom came in and saw calendar paper everywhere. She knows everything. My mother looked at me and said slowly, "today, I must go to kindergarten!" ""I heard that, I rubbed my eyes and sat on the ground and began to cry. Mother said seriously and helplessly, "naughty boy, do you know?" Calendars only record the passage of time, and time will not follow the calendar. ""I want red, I want red. "My crying is getting higher and higher. Dad heard the voice: "What's the matter? "Mom told dad everything, and dad was amused by me.

How about it? I'm so innocent and lovely! Now I will never joke like this again. I will cherish every minute of my life and be a person who knows how to cherish time.

When I first went to kindergarten, I especially hated going to kindergarten. After a period of observation, I found that I have to go to kindergarten many days a week, and only two days I don't go to kindergarten. My mother told me that I would go to kindergarten on the day when black dates were written on the calendar, and I would not go to kindergarten on the day when red dates were written. I thought: If there were only red dates on the calendar, I wouldn't have to go to kindergarten. Well done!

One day, I finally came up with a method that I thought was great. My mother went out to buy food, so I ran to the calendar and carefully tore off the calendar with black dates with my little hands, for fear of touching the red calendar. I tore it up and shouted, "I want the red one, not the black one!" " "In a short time, calendar paper filled my room like snow. After a while, a thick calendar was torn into a thin stack by me, and the remaining calendars were smiling at me. While admiring my "masterpiece" proudly, I thought happily: Now, I don't have to go to kindergarten!

Mom went home. She was very surprised to see my room in a mess. My mother couldn't help laughing when I told her why I tore up the calendar. My mother said to me, "It's no use tearing up the calendar. You should discover the fun of going to kindergarten so that you don't have to bother to do these ridiculous things. "

Although it has been many years since I tore up the calendar, and I entered primary school from kindergarten, I still can't help laughing whenever I think of this interesting childhood story. But now I don't hate school at all!

Tear up the calendar composition 4 childhood stories are as many as grapes on the grape rack, countless and inexhaustible. Let me take off that glittering story and tell it to everyone!

I have loved birthdays since I was a child. Every birthday, you can eat milk-flavored cakes and receive gifts from your good friends. On this day, you can enjoy watching TV and playing. However, my birthday only happens once a year, which makes me very impatient. I really want time to pass quickly.

One day, I saw my mother tearing a calendar. I tear one every night. I think: calendars can adjust the speed of time. If I tear more a day, the time will be faster. Thought of this, the in the mind a thrill, satisfiedly smiled.

So I couldn't wait to move a small stool, stand on it and tear up the calendar. Just as I was tearing it happily, my mother's voice came from my ear: "chan chan, why do you tear so many calendars in one day!"

"Let time pass quickly!" I said.

My mother hugged me and cried. "Silly boy, you can only tear one calendar a day!" "

"No, no!" I cried and screamed, "I want time to pass quickly so that I can celebrate my birthday quickly!" " "

"Time can't be changed easily, you will know when you grow up!" Mother touched my head and said with a smile.

Now, I know my mother is right. Time cannot be easily changed.

This is an interesting story of my childhood. It is a fragrant flower, a colorful box with little secrets, a clear and bright river and a colorful dream.

Tearing the calendar composition 5 childhood is a string of colorful pearls, full of childlike innocence; Childhood is a colorful rainbow, woven with countless innocence and happiness; Childhood is a beautiful song, beating with sudden funny notes. ...

"Ah-"A sigh ushered in a dull Saturday. It's my fault. I made an early agreement with my mother: do exercises on Saturday and arrange it myself on Sunday. Because of this agreement, I am not happy on Saturday.

Mosquito bites don't care; A bunch of sweat, just wipe it. Don't pay attention to children's frolicking and wonderful TV programs. If you make a mistake, your ears will cocoon and your hands will be numb. Alas, who told me to meet such a mother? I looked enviously at my little friend who was playing on the lawn outside the window and shook my head. ...

I really can't restrain my inner yearning for fun. I put down my pen and turned to leave, but I remembered the original agreement. "What should I do?" I was hanging on the table, and my heart was tangled. How can we have the best of both worlds? Suddenly, it dawned on me. I crept to the calendar for fear of an "ambush" around me. The calendar hung high on the wall, which didn't bother me. I proudly moved to the chair, stood on it and kept reaching up, but I couldn't touch it. What shall we do? I grit my teeth, close my eyes, jump hard and grab the calendar with my hand. "plop" and "ouch-"almost blossomed. Looking down at the calendar in my hand, I tore it up quickly and innocently. Ha ha! You're done! Since today is Sunday, I can go to play. "Yes-"I was just about to leave. "What are you going to do?" Oh, no. Mom caught me red-handed. "Just for fun ..." "Isn't it Sunday today?" I muttered in a low voice, "You promised not to bother me on Sunday." "What?" Mom looked blank. When she finally saw the calendar paper I threw on the ground, she finally understood everything ... "You-"Mom "sloped-"and laughed. ...

In the end, I don't know why. At the same time, I also understand that time can't be torn off and can't be locked.

How beautiful our childhood is, how attached we are when we grow up, and how much we want to go back to childhood, fishing with friends, playing hide-and-seek and running in the fields together. ...

I never wanted to go to kindergarten when I was a child. I was taken care of in kindergarten, but nobody was in charge at home. How comfortable and self-sufficient! There is a strange book at home. My mother tears one every day. Gradually, I found that as long as the calendar is red, I won't go to school.

One day, I saw the calendar on the wall and had a whim. I came up with a good idea and did it! I moved a chair, stepped on it and tore up the calendar. While tearing, I laughed and finally tore it red. I hurried to my mother's side, pointed to the calendar and said to her, "I don't have to go to school today." Mother saw all the papers on the ground and understood. My mother said to me seriously, "Real days don't follow the calendar." I want red! I want red! Wow-I burst into tears and made my family laugh.

I remember that time, I got my father's permission and my mother's permission to invite some children to play in other places.

Along the way, we sang and danced, and the wind blew, which was refreshing. Suddenly, I saw many butterflies on the roadside flowers. Think about it: hey! By the way, if you are hungry, you can make luggage.

So, I went home and took two red woven nets with apples, made a circle with wire cages, and then inserted the remaining wire outside the circle on a bamboo pole to make a simple "insect net".

When we came to the field, we were presented with colorful butterflies. At this moment, I found a beautiful butterfly spreading pollen. So, I quietly approached the butterfly, and when he was not looking, I suddenly closed the net and caught it. When I tried to catch the butterfly, I was not careful. The clever butterfly flew away. In a blink of an eye, I am in the sixth grade, and I am about to bid farewell to my primary school career and enter junior high school. And I will recall the past one by one, because it is a colorful pearl in my memory warehouse!

Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the memory of childhood is like a watercolor pen painted on white paper, and the color gradually fades, but there is only one thing that I can't forget, just like it is engraved in my mind. Every time I think about it, I feel ridiculous, and sometimes I laugh when I think about it.

That should be when I was four or five years old and just went to kindergarten. At first, because there are many new children in kindergarten who can play together every day, I consciously carry my schoolbag to school every day. However, after a long time, I began to feel that school was boring, boring, and I grew tired of it, so I cried at home every morning.

Later, I happened to find that the red number on the calendar was vacation. I have observed the calendar for several weeks, and it is true that that lewd number is a holiday. I asked my mother with a lot of questions: "Why don't I take the red numbers on my calendar to kindergarten?" "Because the red number represents Saturday or Sunday, the mother doesn't have to go to work, so the baby doesn't have to go to kindergarten." Mother said to me gently. I keep my mother's words in mind and have been looking forward to the early arrival of the red number.

Because of my mother's words, I have to look at the calendar first every morning, but I always feel that there are few days with red numbers and many days with black numbers. Once, I couldn't wait, so I took a small bench and stood on it to tear up the calendar. Just tore a few pieces, my mother quickly pulled me down and asked me what I was doing. I said, "Didn't you say that the red number stands for vacation?" I want to get to the red number quickly, so I can take a vacation! "Listen to my words, my mother is going to cry. My mother held me in her arms and said to me, "silly child, today is not Saturday and Sunday." Even if you tear up all the calendars in the world, today is not Saturday or Sunday! " "I immediately burst into tears and shouted," I want red numbers, I want red numbers ...! ""made the whole family laugh.

Because of this, I want to laugh when I am sad. It has always been with me, accompanied me through many ups and downs, I think, I will never forget this thing in my life!

The past of childhood faded away in my mind with the passage of time. But there is only one thing that I will never forget, just like it is engraved in my heart. Every time I think about it, I feel ridiculous, and sometimes I can't help laughing.

That was when I was four years old. I have always been reluctant to go to kindergarten, because I am bound there and criticized for my mistakes, so I am much more free at home.

Later, I found that whenever the scarlet letter appeared on the calendar, I didn't have to go to kindergarten. I observed it several times in a row. So I asked my mother, "Mom, why don't I take my calendar to kindergarten?" Mom smiled and said, "The red calendar means that on Sundays, mom doesn't go to work, and you don't have to go to kindergarten." I keep my mother's words in mind and have been looking forward to seeing the red calendar.

I look at my calendar first every morning, but I think there are too many black calendars, and I can't see a red one for a long time. Once, I couldn't wait, so I moved a small stool and stood on it to tear it. Just tore a few pieces, my mother saw it, and quickly took me down and asked me what to do. I said, "Didn't you say that the red calendar is Sunday?" I want Sunday! "My mother listened to my words and was about to cry. My mother hugged me tightly and said to me, "silly child, today is not Sunday." You can't get to Sunday just by tearing up the calendar! ""I immediately burst into tears and shouted "I want the red one, I want the red one …", which made the whole family laugh.

Now, I am a sixth-grade student, and I like going to school! I no longer care whether the calendar is red or black. I changed from a simple, naive, naive and lovely little boy to a mature young man. Have you made any other changes? Tell us about it

Tear the calendar composition 9. The calendar on the wall, standing there quietly. Like an old man, he sees through the world and doesn't care about the passage of time. Like a newborn baby, I don't know that light is like an arrow.

August 2nd, the birthday of "One Milk, One Milk". I looked at the marks on the calendar and thought: It's been four or five months since I went to the milk -one milk shop last time, and it's time to go and see it this time. So I brought some gifts and went to Yi Yi Yi Jia.

A glass of milk, a glass of milk, a glass of milk, a glass of milk, a glass of milk, a glass of milk, a glass of milk, a glass of milk, a glass of milk, a glass of milk. Bluestone, white wall and Dahe are the same faces. Bridges, flowing water, people, just like the original ancient impression. One milk and one milk, still so familiar. Maybe it's because I haven't seen you for too long, so I miss you very much. The enthusiasm for one milk and one milk makes me a little uncomfortable. I sat at the table embarrassed and didn't know where to look. I suddenly glanced at the calendar on the wall and felt a little funny.

When I was a child, I always thought that every time I tore up a calendar, the days passed. Therefore, when I live in a milk-for-milk family, the first thing to do when I get up every morning is to tear down a calendar, watch the calendars being torn up one by one, and look forward to the days passing by and growing up quickly. "A milk a milk, a milk a milk, another day passed! I want to tear up the calendar. " I woke up early in the morning and cried excitedly. Then I rushed from bed to bed and ran to the calendar. The calendar hung a little high, and I was so short that I stood on tiptoe desperately and waved my hand for a long time, but I still couldn't catch the calendar. However, how can I give up? I tried to jump and jump, but I accidentally lost my footing and fell to the ground. I turned my head in tears and looked at glass after glass of milk. "You, naughty boy." I poked my head with a smile and helped me tear down the calendar. I immediately took the calendar, held it in my hand like a baby, and said, "Yeah! I have grown up for another day! " . When I looked up again, the tears in my eyes had already disappeared, replaced by my silly smile. One milk and one milk, one stood by and looked at me and smiled, and she smiled back. This scene will be staged every morning 365 days a year, but none of us are tired of it. A calendar is full of my innocence and simplicity, as well as kindness and love.

With memory, and carefully looked at the calendar. Only then did I find that the date on the calendar was April 14-the day when I last came to the dairy farmer. That is, I haven't been here since that day until today. "One milk and one milk, why didn't you tear the calendar?" "I'm waiting for my lovely granddaughter to come and help me tear up the calendar!" Milk, milk, smile I want to cry. Miss me every day, wait for me to come over every day, but I ...

I stood up and ran to the calendar: "one milk, one milk, one milk, one milk, I'm going to tear up the calendar!" Wow, so many days have passed, and I have grown up a lot. Great! " One milk, one milk, one milk looked at me and smiled, laughing so happily.

I tore off the calendars one by one and held them in my hands. One milk, one milk, I will never forget it again. I will tear off a calendar on time every day and watch you smile at me.

Tearing Calendar Composition 10 I read an article "Dongyang Childhood Camel Team" today. An interesting childhood story written by the author. I'll write it, too

As the years passed, the memories of my childhood faded from my mind, but there was only one thing that I would never forget, just like it was engraved in my mind. Every time I think about it, I feel very funny and sometimes I laugh out loud.

When I was 4 years old, I was always reluctant to go to kindergarten, because I was bound there and criticized for my mistakes, so I was much more free at home.

Later, I found that whenever the scarlet letter appeared on the calendar, I didn't have to go to kindergarten. After observing it several times in a row, I asked my mother, "Mom, why does the scarlet letter appear on the calendar, so I don't have to go to kindergarten?" Mom smiled and said, "Because the scarlet letter means that on weekends, mom doesn't have to go to work and you don't have to go to kindergarten." I always remember what my mother said.

I look at my calendar every morning, but later I think there are too many black days, and it will take a long time to get a scarlet letter. Once, I couldn't wait, so I moved a small bench and stood on it to tear. My mother saw that I just tore a few pieces, so she hugged me and asked, "Hanhan, what are you doing!" " "I said," Didn't you say that the scarlet letter on the calendar is the weekend, I want the weekend, I want the weekend ... "My mother listened to me and hugged me tightly and said," Silly boy, it's no use tearing up the calendar. " Hearing this, I cried and said, "I want the weekend ..." My family all laughed.

Now, I am a fifth-grade student, but I like going to school. ...