An insignificant composition.

When I was in Grade One and Grade Two, I was very quiet and introverted, and I never dared to raise my hand to speak in class. Therefore, the teacher called me, my classmates laughed at me, and even I lost confidence in myself.

It's almost the third grade, and it's xu teacher who teaches me math. He, with short gray hair and a pair of big reading glasses on his high nose, seems to have some magic on his gentle and loving face, which always makes people involuntarily approach him.

I just attended xu teacher's class. As always, I just listen silently and want to be a loyal listener. What about xu teacher? Very patient, a simple math problem will often be said three or four times, from shallow to deep, even students with poor foundation can understand it. But, in spite of this, I never dared to raise my hand when he asked questions. In another math class, xu teacher told us to know decimals. He wrote several numbers on the blackboard: 1, 1. 3,45,23,3。 7。 Then he asked, "Which of these figures are decimals? Can you find out? " Wow! It's too simple. I couldn't help raising my hand, but I quickly put it down again. I'm afraid my answer is wrong and my classmates will laugh at me. Do you want to raise it or not? I am hesitant. Just as I hesitated, a familiar voice sounded: "Wang Meiru, you answer!" God, did I hear you right? The teacher called my name! I looked up doubtfully and was greeted by xu teacher's expectant eyes. I quickly stood up and stammered, "1. 3……3。 7 is a decimal. " Alas, the voice is so low that I can't hear myself. Xu teacher smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Speak louder. It doesn't matter if you are wrong. " I looked at Mr. Xu, and his gentle eyes warmed my heart like the sunshine in the winter afternoon. I felt encouraged and answered loudly and fluently again: "1. Three times, three times. 7 is a decimal. " Hey, why am I not nervous when I talk? Louder and louder, xu teacher took the lead in applauding, and the students also cast admiring eyes.

Since then, I am no longer afraid to speak in public. Many times I always raise my hand to speak in class. As I actively participated in the class, my grades gradually improved.

Xu teacher, I sincerely thank you, thank you for letting me boldly show myself in class, and thank you for letting me find my confidence. ...

It doesn't matter. The composition ushered in the 25th track and field games in the majestic footsteps.

Who knows, the weather is not good, and it rains to join in the fun, so we are forced to go back to the classroom.

After the afternoon study, we saw that the rain had just left, and our sports meeting began again in our hind feet.

The rain was attracted back by our cheers of swallowing mountains and rivers.

A small raindrop can't stop our struggle and struggle in the game at all! I have been waiting at the high jump venue to cheer for my good friend Yang.

Come on! 36.5 million years of hard work, looking forward to the high jump competition in the sixth grade group.

It's Yang's turn to jump.

My heart is in my throat for Yang, and I can't feel the rain wet my hair.

Clothes.

Yang naughtily licked his lips and then rushed over.

Jump.

"ouch!" I left the pole and squeezed a cold sweat for him, but it doesn't matter. I believed that Yang would definitely pass the ball and win, and sure enough, Yang skipped it for the second time.

Yang skipped it every so often.

Finally, when Qu Qiang and Yang "unified the Three Kingdoms", I wanted to hang in mid-air and broke out in a cold sweat.

It's raining harder and harder, and sweat and rain are inseparable.

"ah!" Yang threw the pole, and the first hope was a little small; "ouch!" The pole fell off again, and the hope of first place was a little slim; "it's over!" Drop the pole again and fail to win the first place.

Yang, although you didn't win the first and third place this time, you will always be the first in our hearts!

Sorry, it's okay. It is very hot today.

Hot weather makes people feel irritable.

There is still a long way to go home from school, and there is not even a shady place. I have to walk at a brisk pace in the hot sun.

The birds in the air seem to be unable to stand it, chirping. This original "song" with an appointment is not an appointment at this time! Sweat dripped from my forehead and my throat was too dry to speak. At this time, I just want to go home quickly ... at this time, a quarrel interrupted me and I stopped. Out of curiosity, I want to see what happened. I put aside the heat and squeezed into the crowd: "Are you blind?" A young man said.

"You are blind, why did you step on me?" "You're ridiculous, it is your foot stepped on my foot, also blame me for stepping on you.

""People like you are unreasonable and rude.

""You are rude, you are rude.

"... when two people quarrel, you won't let me, and I won't let you, each speaking his own truth and politeness, but are they really polite? This is just a small matter. If you step on someone else's humanitarian voice, "I'm sorry!" , being stepped on a convenient corresponding echo "it doesn't matter! "Just six words can solve a dispute, or even a' war'.

But if they don't do this, there will be disputes.

You might as well think about it, the benefits of politeness can make us roll with the punches! We want peace! "I'm sorry, it doesn't matter.

"Just a few words can let me know so much. I don't regret coming home late, and I don't regret staying on this hot road for a while!

Failure, it doesn't matter. The Olympic Games are over. There are winners and losers.

Many people will certainly sing praises to the winners, but I want to say to the losers, "It doesn't matter if you fail.

"I'm watching American Jack emmons in the men's 50m rifle final. He missed the gold medal completely because he scored 4.4 rings. Although I am not a member of this country, I still feel sorry for him.

No one expected such a result. He is fully capable of winning the gold medal. When he fired his last shot, people believed that he would become another hero in the hearts of the American people. And as long as you score such a low score as 7 rings, you can win the gold medal steadily. Instead, he missed the gold medal again.

As early as the 2004 Athens Olympic Games, he lost a gold medal because he missed the target.

In 2008, he went back with regrets.

I know that many people must blame him for his mistakes, but it is obvious that he feels worse than anyone else.

Really, we have no reason to blame him, because he worked hard to achieve this goal as early as the moment he became an athlete.

The same is true of Chinese gymnast Cheng Fei. This time, she came for the gold medal.

The first jump, she finished perfectly and got the highest score in the whole game.

We all think that Cheng Fei will add another gold medal to China. But in the second jump, I almost knelt on it because I didn't stand firm when I landed.

At that moment, she cried. In our eyes, she has always been a strong girl.

Yes, although she is a loser, she is really trying.

She is also a heroine in our hearts.

It doesn't matter if you fail.

The important thing is to get up where you fell.

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Who hasn't failed in life?

I believe that at the 20 12 London Olympic Games, they will definitely write their own life chapters and experience the glory.

Failure, it doesn't matter.

I believe that after four years, you will make this regret no longer a regret. You will stand on the podium of the champion and sing your national anthem. How loud it is.

It doesn't matter whether I love you or not. The phone rang * * * "Ding". I picked up the receiver and heard that grandpa was coming to Luoyang.

I can't tell you how happy I am, because I haven't seen him for five years.

My heart has flown to grandpa these days.

On Sunday, grandpa finally came, and I was happy to surround him like a bird.

After breakfast, my grandfather and I went for a walk in the park and walked in Lop. My grandfather is in a very good mood.

He smiled and said to me, "Girl, your generation is so happy! It's like falling into a honey pot.

Look, I haven't seen you for years. What a great change in Luoyang! The more beautiful the building, the wider the road and the more beautiful the environment! If nothing else, Luopu at this foot is very different from when I came five years ago! In an instant, the changes in Luoyang in the past five years came to mind like a movie.

I remember that the Luohe River five years ago was a great pain to the people of the city: the river was dirty and smelly.

Fish and shrimp have never been seen, and the banks of the river bank are covered with weeds.

The garbage dump is like " ...

Failure, it doesn't matter. Failure is almost inevitable on the road to success.

To this end, how do we treat failure? What I want to say is: don't think that success is fortunate, and failure is also beautiful.

When failure comes, we will unconsciously fall into depression, pain, lose confidence and even think about giving up.

Of course, we must reflect on it anyway: can these tears change the fact of failure? I can't.

So failure won't make you stand up? Tagore once said: "The sky has left no trace of me, but I have flown.

Maybe after countless efforts, we are just wandering outside the door of success, but think about it, although I failed, I also tried, struggled and struggled with the storm.

At this time, failure tells us that this road is blocked because our goal is wrong; Some failures remind us that small things should not be sloppy; Some failures test whether we have the patience to persevere, and then you will find that "failure is also beautiful."

Edison invented the king. He once failed. He is deaf, but he never lets go ... small things can't be sloppy.

The real strong, failure, will draw nutrition from failure.

Nobel, who was once deaf, can change the fact of failure.

So didn't failure make you stand up, so he created the Nobel Prize, but if you want to.

Edison invented the king.

Remember, failure is actually beautiful in the face of not being a stumbling block to Nobel. Although I failed, his laboratory exploded: Is this tears, and he believes that there were 100 falls?

When failure comes, but he never gives up, a loud noise? No, we will unconsciously fall into depression.

So he kept trying to make his tree of hope bear fruitful fruits of success. This road is impassable, but I tried, failure is almost inevitable, and I lost confidence.

To this end, it became his stepping stone; Some failures reminded us that our goal was wrong. At that time, he had experimented with explosives.

Of course, we should reflect on it anyway. He is as beautiful as success, and he thinks that failure is what we need.

So failure tells us? Tagore once said; Failure is also beautiful ":"The sky left no trace of me, but I flew over and he was injured.

His five assistants and his brother died on the spot.

Maybe after countless efforts, we will get up 10 1 time. How do we deal with failure and struggle? Some failures test whether we have the patience to persevere and whether we have struggled with the storm, then you will find that &; I have experienced failure before, but I just lingered outside the door of success and even thought about giving up? What I want to say is that in pain, it doesn't matter: don't think success is something to be thankful for.

I really want to tell you, it's okay. Thank you very much for raising me for nine years. For nine years, you have been taking care of me silently. We are like mice without food and plants without leaves. I really don't know how to express your love for me. Mom, I want to say "sorry" to you. I peeked at your growth diary the other day. It includes how you helped me correct my mistakes when I did something wrong; There are every footprint of my growth, including you giving me more love! Mom, there is a paragraph in your growth diary that says, "Dongdong, you came into this world at 6: 55 pm on June 6, 1997/kloc-0. When my mother woke up, I saw you at first sight. You are so cute, with pink skin, black hair and sparkling eyes. From that moment on, you are the most important thing in my life. I remember when I was in the first grade, I couldn't wear the sweater you knitted for me because it grew too fast and it was very cold in winter. You knitted me a warm sweater without rest for two days and nights. At that time, I blamed you for saying that the pattern was not good! I'm really sorry, mom. I really didn't mean to. I don't know your heart. Mom, I was afraid of you when I was first sensible, you know? As long as you give me any homework, and I don't finish it seriously, you will beat me and scold me, so I once resisted you, and you asked me to do it, but I just refused to do it. After reading your diary, I really regret my behavior. This passage is like this: "Mom has a wish to cultivate you into a very good person, but it really takes a lot to realize this wish." Mom believes that you are a great child and you can do it. Mom has a bad temper. Sometimes I will beat you and scold you if you don't listen, but my mother also regrets it. I really shouldn't hit you and scold you. It hurts when my mother hits you! Do you know Dongdong? What will you become if your mother is not strict with you? At home, your father-in-law, mother-in-law and father all like you very much. They won't hit you and scold you. Mom will have to be a bad person. You won't hate your mother when you grow up! "Mom, I want to tell you that I love you! I will repay your love for me with excellent academic performance. Mom, this is my first time to write to you. Can You Ever Forgive Me? I wish you health and beauty forever!

It's good to have a home. Whenever I encounter difficulties and setbacks, my parents help me through one difficulty after another. My parents' concern for me makes me feel good to have a home.

I remember one time when I came home from school, a classmate and I went home happily, but we ran too fast, the floor slipped and fell down accidentally.

I stood up and touched my forehead, only feeling bouts of pain. I lifted that classmate up and asked her, "Did you break it?" "No, it's just that * * * hurts a little. It is you. There seems to be a big bag on your forehead.

"She looked at me and said.

When I got home, my mother saw the bag on my head and said in surprise, "What's the matter?" I didn't answer. I threw myself into my mother's arms, but I couldn't stop crying.

My mother touched my wound and said, "Good boy, I fell, didn't I?"? It doesn't matter. This little injury is nothing? " Then, he turned to the bathroom to get toothpaste and applied it to my wound. He gently blew air and comforted me, saying, "Never mind, apply some toothpaste and it will be fine in a few days. My daughter is a strong child. How can she wipe her tears with this little injury? " ..... Under the care of my mother, the bag on my head is falling day by day, but my eyes are black, like a giant panda.

Another time, I couldn't work out a topic and couldn't figure it out. I quickly asked my father for advice. After my father finished reading the topic, he asked me to read it again, find the key words, think about the meaning, and draw an edge on the paper so that I could understand it ... under the patient guidance of my father, I finally did it.

My parents' concern for me, bit by bit, warms my heart like a trickle and makes me feel good! ...

I'm sorry, please forgive me, never mind, and you're welcome. This composition is the winter when we were born.

The biting north wind blew head-on, with a biting chill, which made me shudder again.

This is a festival, surrounded by cheering crowds, who are busy packing and preparing to go home for the New Year.

Usually I think I must be playing with my classmates, shouting loudly to release the pressure of the whole semester and then going home happily to see my long-lost relatives.

But today, I feel out of place in the dormitory, walking aimlessly on the playground alone.

I failed in the exam, and I did badly in it.

Thinking of my parents' expectant eyes, I couldn't help sighing when my teacher and sister carefully told me before the exam.

I don't expect a good ranking, but I'd better admit my recent efforts.

I really work hard these days, but why can't I get recognition? Why are my grades still so poor? Living an ascetic life and getting this result, I can't help feeling deeply resentful.

I walked to my favorite basketball court, and I suddenly remembered my head teacher, Miss Li.

What a good teacher he is. When I was sweating profusely on the court, he watched quietly. He stopped me when I was ready to go back to the classroom.

He said to me seriously, "You are really good at basketball. This is your favorite sport.

But your academic performance has been declining, which you don't like.

I don't object to your hobby, but I hope you can find a balance between the two.

The road ahead is still long, your thinking is very good, and I am optimistic about your potential! "When I think about this, I can't help smiling at the corners of my mouth.

During this time, my efforts have been affirmed by Mr. Li. What I fear most is that Mr. Li is disappointed in me.

Teacher Li's wise encouragement restored my interest in learning, but I ... at this moment, I couldn't help being shocked.

Under the basketball stand in the distance, smiling faces, gold-rimmed glasses highlight his gentleness-who is this not Miss Li? I suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement, and the heavy shadow in my heart disappeared without a trace in a flash, because I knew that Miss Li still trusted me! I think I should be stronger, I will do better, I will be recognized by everyone, I will stride towards Miss Li … original and fresh.

...

If the sea doesn't roll with the huge waves, it will lose its magnificence. Without setbacks in life, there is no joy of success. Everyone will experience setbacks. If we overcome setbacks, it will mean a great wealth to life.

That day is an important day for me, because I'm going to Pinghu to participate in the electric cup dance competition.

My mother, my aunt and my uncle and I chartered a car and went to eight people. In order for me to participate in this competition, they actually closed the store and went with me, ready to cheer for me.

As time was short, I went on stage as soon as I arrived. I danced street dance skillfully, because I was a contestant 1, which was inevitably a little timid for me, but seeing my mother's encouraging and approving eyes, I gradually put myself down and smiled.

The dynamic music and the dance steps I showed made the whole venue boil! After the dance, the audience applauded warmly. Seeing this scene, I didn't bother to wipe the sweat on my face, because I thought I had succeeded. As I expected, the judge teacher said, "The final score of contestant 65438 +0 is 9.57!" I jumped three feet for joy.

Among the last 14 contestants, my performance is still far ahead, and my mother and them are also very happy.

However, when a parent whispered a few words to the judges, the rater immediately stood up and said, "Because of our calculation error, the final score of 1 player is not 9.57, but 9.4 1!" Hearing this sentence was like a bolt from the blue, which hit my young heart. At that time, my eyes could not stop the "washing" of tears, because my eyes were full of tears.

I tried to hold back my tears to prevent them from being "naughty" and ran outside, but the tears of disappointment hit my face like pearls with broken lines. I'm depressed. How can I say there is a calculation error at this time? I've never heard of it! Is the game so unfair? That night, I cried for a long time, and my mother came up to me and said, "Xingyue, it doesn't matter. Be strong. In fact, it is not important to win the prize, but to participate. Besides, you did a good job today, and my mother is proud of you! " Mom's words made me feel much better.

Yes, it doesn't matter if you don't win the prize, as long as you participate and work hard, so I had an interesting dream that night.

There will always be setbacks in life, but there are setbacks that are not terrible. As long as you turn setbacks into strong perseverance and failures into experience, I believe that even dark days will be full of sunshine as long as you face the reality bravely!

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