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Thought of how to write a composition?

1. I'm happy to think of it. How to write a 400-word composition is my pleasure.

This is an ordinary day, but I feel extraordinary happiness.

I came to school, and just entered the classroom, I saw the monitor coming to me with a Chinese midterm paper, and the bright red 96 points caught my eye. Wow, what a high score! I really envy jealousy, but I don't hate it, because the monitor is my good friend. Suddenly, the monitor handed me the test paper. I took it and looked at it. It was my test paper! I can't believe my eyes. I rubbed them hard. Ah! This is not a dream! I almost jumped out of my chair for joy.

I have never had confidence in Chinese learning. My Chinese teacher encouraged me. Sure enough, everything paid off. I pay attention to my usual Chinese study and my grades have improved: go home and tell my mother about it! She will be elated!

On the way to school, birds are singing happily in the branches, the sun is smiling at me, and my heart seems to jump out of my chest with excitement. I can't wait to tell my mother about it. As I expected, my mother's face is like the weather in spring and March. As I spoke, my crisp laughter drifted from the room to the corridor, and my heart seemed to be immersed in honey juice.

No pains, no gains, yes, if there is no accumulation of previous efforts, how can there be such achievements today?

I was so happy that day. Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing with a pen in my hand.

I will write a 300-word composition on this, and I will regret it if I think about it.

In my memory, what I regret most is.

I remember one afternoon it was raining cats and dogs. I was soaked to the skin when I got home because I didn't bring an umbrella. I am a drowned rat. After taking a hot bath, I began to do my homework. Somehow, I may have caught a cold in the rain and fell asleep at my desk.

I slept soundly than a pig, and I didn't know I spilled the ink on the table. I woke up to find that the floor had been changed into a black suit. "ah! What should I do? Mom will definitely kill me when she comes back from work. " "So, an evil idea came into my mind: plant this thing on my younger brother who is five years younger than me. That night, my mother flew into a rage and asked, "What's with the ink on the ground? "I answered unhurriedly;" My brother is too playful. "Poor brother doesn't even have a chance to explain, so my mother gave him a good beating. Seeing this scene, my heart was pounding. I'm sorry, man. I really shouldn't have done this.

Until now, I still have a stain in my heart, just like the floor is covered with ink, which will never be washed away.

I will write a composition when I think about it. When I think of it, I will never forget it.

There are many things around us every day that I still remember vividly and unforgettable.

I remember it was a sunny day. We were still in class when the school bell rang. We are all skipping on the way home. I saw a little girl running on the road in a hurry. There is a stone and some mud in front of her, but the little girl doesn't seem to see them. As a result, she tripped over a stone, fell on the mud, was splashed with mud, and her knees were bleeding. The little girl cried in pain. At this time, an aunt happened to pass by and saw the little girl crying on the roadside. She quickly ran to her side and asked kindly, "Little girl, didn't you fall in pain?" The little girl did not answer, but pointed to the wound and began to cry again. Aunt took out the paper towel with her and wrapped it up. She said to her, "Come, I'll carry you to the hospital." Say that finish, carrying the little girl ran to the hospital.

I was moved by my aunt's helpful heart, so I can't forget it when I think about it.

4. Writing a composition "I regret one thing when I think about this. In the process of my growing up, there are many things worth meeting, and one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind, which I will never forget.

It was a fake day. I took the key to Runman's house and put it in my pocket. Because we are good friends, we play a little crazy.

When I went home in the afternoon, I found that the key was missing. She came to help me find it and finally found it in my pocket. I blushed and asked her, "Did you steal it?" "I-you don't even have basic trust in me. I found it on the ground and wanted to return it to you when you went back, but I forgot for a moment. "

She's about to cry. I didn't listen to her explanation, so I grabbed the key and turned away immediately.

We haven't seen each other for a week. At this time, I regretted it a little, and a question came to my mind: "Did I really misunderstand her?" "Then I decided to apologize to her.

"I'm sorry!" I found her and said in shame, "I misunderstood you." "It doesn't matter, I was also wrong that day."

We all saluted each other to express our apologies. Unexpectedly, we hit our heads with a bang, and the two of us couldn't help laughing knowingly. At this time, I found the God of Friendship floating overhead again.

I will never do anything I regret again. In my childhood, I had many regrets, some of which I can't remember clearly.

But there is only one thing that I still remember and feel guilty about. I remember that I was six years old that year.

One day, my parents and I went back to our hometown to visit my grandmother. I went to play with the children in the village as soon as I got home.

I brought Ma Xiaohu, Dog Leftover and Zhu Tiehe Guangshan. We discussed what game to play.

The dog said, "Fight!" Everyone shook their heads. Tiezhu said, "Hide and seek!" "Everyone shook his head again.

At this time, the sneaky Ma Xiaohu spoke: "Hey, do you want to eat pears?" As soon as they heard that they were eating pears, they immediately got excited: "Yes!" Ma Xiaohu said quietly, "Today, I saw Uncle Wang, who is guarding the vegetable garden, selling a big pear in a plastic bag, which may be put in the shed of his vegetable garden. While he is away, let's share it with you. "

Hearing this, their saliva would have flowed out, and they agreed to Ma Xiaohu's proposal. So, I started a secret operation of "stealing pears" with them in a daze.

We bypassed the pond outside the village and came to Uncle Wang's vegetable garden. The vegetable garden was surrounded by a circle of high earth walls, only a small door made of fence was opened, and an iron lock was hung on the door.

This means that Uncle Wang is not here. At this moment, Ma Xiaohu led us around the fence of the vegetable garden and stopped at the gap of the fence.

Ma Xiaohu said, "Xiao Bin, you and I are fighting on the first line, watching the wind in the mountains and tying dogs to the posts." When everything is arranged, we will start to act.

Ma Xiaohu and I pulled open the fence in the gap and sneaked into the vegetable garden. Ma Xiaohu was still clever. He saw two big bamboo baskets with vegetables under the fence. Each of us had a cover on our heads and squatted forward slowly.

I'm worried and curious, and I feel like a little scout in the movie. Slowly, we have approached the shed where Uncle Wang sleeps.

This shed is made of several reeds, saddle-shaped, with running water on both sides. Ma Xiaohu and I looked around and found no one around, so we crept in.

Ah! Sure enough, there is a bag of big pears on Uncle Wang's bed. I counted eight * * *.

I put two in my arms. Ma Xiaohu stuffed his clothes for a long time, only three of them could be taken away.

There are three more. What shall we do? Ma Xiaohu whistled. Soon, Zalie and the dog ran in. We each took two and just finished eating.

We were about to get out of the shed when Ma Xiaohu said, "Wait a minute!" I saw him put down the two pears in his hand, took out the plastic bag and put some big clods in it. We were about to retreat when we heard three dogs barking.

This is the signal given to us by the lookout Guang Shan. Uncle Wang must have come back. We were impatient for a while and thought, "This is over. Let Uncle Wang catch us, and we will surely blossom!" In desperation, I suddenly found a pile of firewood not far from the shed.

I had a brainwave and quickly pulled down the bolt and dog residue and buried them in the haystack. Ma Xiaohu and I crouched beside the firewood pile with bamboo baskets.

We held our breath and watched Uncle Wang open Chai Men and step by step approached the shed, with his heart beating like he was about to jump out of his chest. At this time, Uncle Wang has come to the hut. He looked into the shed and squatted outside to smoke.

After smoking, he tapped the hookah twice on the sole, shouldered the hoe leaning against the shed, and slowly walked out of the vegetable garden. After Uncle Wang left, I quickly threw away the bamboo basket, pulled out the tied bar and dog residue from the woodpile, and four people ran out of the vegetable field.

Running out of the vegetable garden, we ran into a small forest. Everyone took a big pear and gulped it down.

I ate a small piece, and I couldn't eat any more. They shared the rest. After eating pears, we played in the Woods for a while.

When he came home, Ma Xiaohu said, "We are all good friends. No one is allowed to talk about it today.

If anyone says that, we will never play with him again! "Say that finish, several of us still pull the hook together to make sure that no one will tell what happened today. The next day, I was doing my homework and listening to grandma and mom talking in the kitchen.

Grandma said, "Alas! There are too many thieves now. They steal everything. Wang Laohan's wife, who is looking at the vegetable garden, is in hospital and wants to eat pears.

Old people scrimp and save. He just bought two Jin of pears yesterday and wanted to see his wife, but in the blink of an eye, the pears were gone. People stole pears and put a plastic bag of clods in the shed of the vegetable garden.

Do you think these people are hateful? "Listen to my grandmother, my mind like an explosion, really regret it. How can we do such a ridiculous thing? But because I have an agreement with Xiaohu and others, I may have made a promise, so I never said anything about it.

Several years have passed, and I have become a big boy. But I regret it every time I think about it.

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5. How can I write when I think of that? When I thought of this in the third grade, I just wanted to laugh at my childhood, just like the stars on the Milky Way. Every star radiates unique light and shows off unique experience. Every star is so dazzling.

There is such a one that has left an eternal memory in my heart. I remember that time. I was about five years old.

One night, I was addicted to watching TV. My father shouted, "Hang up the clothes!" " "Then, pointing to the washing machine, I sat on the sofa with a bang and watched TV with my feet up. I was reluctant at first, but "the emperor's life is hard to disobey." I walked slowly to the balcony with my mouth crooked, but my eyes kept staring at the TV, motionless.

Hanging in the air, I am more interested when the TV is in a state of intense ups and downs. I saw a "plop" and found that a dress was missing. I just came to my senses and had an ominous premonition that the dress might have fallen from the street. I looked down and sure enough, the clothes fell asleep quietly in the street.

I'm at a loss. I tricked my father into going down to get the letter. Actually, I'm going to get my clothes. I crept upstairs, then crept back to my room and hid like a mouse.

I thought: What should I do? This is my mother's favorite skirt. If my mother finds out, she will definitely blame me.

So, I decided: hide the sky and cross the sea. I have been unhappy since then, and I can't hold it any longer. After a period of psychological struggle.

I told my father what happened in one breath. My father was silent for a moment and said to me earnestly, "Son, when you grow up, you should distinguish right from wrong. It is important to be an honest child. " Tell your mother that I'm sure she'll forgive you. "

I didn't have the courage and thought: I must not tell my mother. But I immediately refuted myself: the teacher said that I want to be an honest child, not to mention that I am a class cadre, and I want to set an example.

No, I have to tell mom. I summoned up my courage and told my mother in detail.

To my surprise, my mother not only didn't scold me, but also said that I was an honest child. The sailing boat of childhood is a boat full of hundreds of sweets, each of which has its own unique taste.

Through that, I understand a truth: you can't do things with one heart and two minds, let alone be a dishonest child. I want to laugh when I think about that.

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = I feel sorry for myself when I think about that 12 years old. During this long time, I experienced a beautiful and warm childhood. At that time it seemed that happiness belonged to me.

I swim in the ocean of happiness all day and live freely and carefree! But the good times did not last long, and a painful thing happened! That night, my heart beat so hard for some reason, like a huge stone pressing on my heart, which made me breathless. At this time, the northwest wind roared, and the dying leaves roared, which made people disheartened.

Suddenly, a moth flew around in my library. My heart, wind and moths seem to be hinting something to me.

"When, when ..." The telephone rang. Dad answered the phone and immediately burst into tears.

He said to me hesitantly, "You, your ... grandpa has gone and died." .

We didn't expect to hear this earth-shattering news! Suddenly the whole family died, and we all froze! At this time, an unpredictable voice came from my ear. That night, we went to grandpa's house.

Tears have blurred my eyes, only to see grandpa lying there motionless! At this time, there was still a trace of comfort in my heart, so I rushed to grandpa's bedside. I pushed him hard, but he did not move.

I gradually became desperate, my heart ached, and I jumped into my grandfather's arms and cried. "Grandpa, your grandson came to see you, you open your eyes and see! Did you really just leave? Didn't you ask me to teach me origami cranes? Have you forgotten? When I make mistakes, you always tell me many little jokes to make me happy.

And this will never happen again. "I once again threw myself on grandpa's chest and cried! I will be unhappy in the future, from lively and cheerful to introverted and unwilling to talk.

Every time I think of the last time I saw my grandfather, it's like a huge stone on my chest, which makes me breathless and miserable! It's like struggling between life and death, closing your heart a little! People are disheartened about life! At that time, I finally defeated myself. I am a good cyclist, and I can bypass different obstacles. Whenever I see someone learning to ride a bike, I can't help but think of the difficult process when I learned to ride a bike.

I am very competitive. Seeing my cousin riding around, I am envious and determined to compete with my cousin. But because my mother was afraid that I would break my new car, I had to practice with my grandmother's old car.

This is a very old bicycle, which is always creaking and the handlebar is not straight. It is a great challenge for me. Although the car is worn out, I won't give up.

At first, to be on the safe side, I stepped on the pedal and grasped the handlebar tightly. My father put one hand on the back seat and the other hand on the handlebar to prevent me from falling. Fortunately, my father helped me, otherwise I would definitely fall to the ground, black and blue.

After repeating it a few times, I began to drive forward reluctantly. Dad saw that I had a little success, so he said to me, "son, you try." Can you ride it yourself? " I let go of my hand without asking my advice. At this time, my cousin just came to my house to play computer by bike, looked at me and smiled piteously: "I think you'd better give up." Your lack of self-confidence is definitely the biggest stumbling block to your progress. "

You can't overcome it. "His words angered me again. I must prove to them that I am not bad and I will overcome the difficulties.

I said to my father, "I must succeed and never let others underestimate me." I got on my bike again.

I'm still scared, but when I think of my cousin's scoffing face, I'm determined never to cry again. I began to pretend that my father was holding the bike in the back.

Gradually I rode more and more smoothly. I finally succeeded.

That time, I finally overcame my weakness and myself. At that time, I finally defeated myself. I am a timid person.

I never dared to play when I was a child.

6. Writing a composition "I regret one thing when I think about this. In the process of my growing up, there are many things worth meeting, and one thing is deeply imprinted in my mind, which I will never forget.