I can't forget your 600-word composition.

On a hot summer day, a downpour can bring great coolness to people. And the downpour three years ago is of special significance to me.

I was just in grade three at that time. I go home by myself when I go to school. Once after school, the sky was gloomy and seemed to isolate the sun from the world. Seeing this weather, I knew it was going to rain heavily. So I rushed out of the classroom without rain gear and ran on my way home. With dirt in the wind, I scratched my face and opened my eyes only a little. But I still didn't escape. I ran and ran, and a raindrop the size of a bean hit my head, and then accidentally hit me. The raindrops as big as beans are getting denser and denser, and gradually, they are getting bigger and bigger. Like splashing water. Like falling. I became a "drowned rat", so I had to curl up at the foot of a nearby telephone booth and barely shelter from the rain. The wind kept coming at me, and I was shivering with cold.

I fantasized that my mother would be by my side at this moment, but she was not at home. Suddenly, a warm hand touched my shoulder. When I looked back, it turned out to be a senior with an umbrella. I looked at her timidly, but she looked at me with warm eyes and said to me, "Little sister, how can you stay here in such a heavy rain?" I guess you can't go home without an umbrella! Is anyone coming to pick you up? "I shook my head. Her greetings warmed my heart and I explained the situation to her. She hesitated for a moment and said to me, "It's so cold, or I'll take you home!" " "Because I was really cold, I nodded my head. In this way, the two of us huddled under an umbrella and set foot on the road.

Along the way, we talked and laughed like sisters. After walking for a while, she looked at me with concern and said, "What's the matter, is it still cold?" "Much better." I looked at her as I spoke. In order to shelter me from the wind and rain, she was caught in some places, but she didn't care at all I'll be home soon. Before my sister left, I asked her, "Thank you, where do you live?" She smiled and said goodbye, told me the neighborhood where she lived, and then ran away. I looked at the rain that began to rain, and I froze. Their home and ours are just two communities in opposite directions!

I am grateful to her, grateful for the downpour. I seem to have grown up and understood a lot during that time. I can't forget her help!

I can't forget your 400-word composition, nor can I forget your help. There are many people in my life who give me care and help.

They are embedded in my heart like shining stars. Today I will show you the brightest one.

During the review at the end of last semester, I caught a cold and went to the hospital for injections every afternoon. I was very worried about my study.

Now is the most critical period, but I can't attend class. I'm worried.

This day, I was sticking needles at home when the doorbell rang. It turned out to be Ju Chenyu.

With a smile on her face, she asked me about my illness first, and then told me today's homework.

I read all the questions in my homework because I can't understand any of them.

Ju Chenyu seems to have read my mind, so he told me what he learned today and then asked me to do my homework. After listening to her explanation, I seem to understand a lot and do my homework a lot easier.

Since then, she has come to give me a class every day. Although it was delayed for a few days, my grades didn't drop at all.

At that time, I was grateful to Ju Chenyu.

On another occasion, Ju Chenyu and I went to school to play skateboarding. We agreed that whoever arrived first would win from the basketball court to the opposite side.

The game has started. I looked ahead, my feet slid hard, and I watched Chen Juyu overtake me bit by bit. I am not convinced and work harder. I didn't pay attention to a stone under my feet and fell to the ground.

My leg fell on a big stone, and blood flowed down my leg to the ground.

Chen Ju Ryan said, without further ado, he bought a bag of paper towels and a band-aid in the shop opposite.

She helped me to the gazebo, then wiped the sand around my wound with a paper towel, and finally put a band-aid on the wound.

After all this, she has been talking to me and telling me jokes to make me forget the pain.

When I get better, we will play games and weave straw hats together, and our faces will be full of joy.

Although these things have passed for a long time, I will never forget those touching scenes and the noble quality of my good friend's helping others.

...

I can't forget your 400-word composition. I won't forget your encouragement. In life, encouragement and care between people are indispensable. I often encounter difficulties, but I didn't flinch. Because of one person, he made me a person who climbed the peak bravely.

He is.-Dad.

In my mind, one thing is engraved in my mind like a deep brand, and I can't get rid of it … that was in the third grade. I was too nervous about a Chinese exam because I didn't review well. As a result, I only got 85 points in the exam! This is something I have never seen before. I am disappointed to hear this news.

I froze at once, and the thought of going home was a stormy reprimand, which scared me to death.

After school, I trudged into the house, and my mother was not at home. I slowly took out the test paper and handed it to my father, ready to give it to fate.

Dad just said kindly after reading it: "It doesn't matter if you didn't do well in the exam this time, just work hard in the future!" " "Since then, I have remembered my father's words, and studied hard and learned a lot. The final exam was among the best, and finally I didn't let my parents down.

Dad, I can't forget your encouragement. I will use your encouragement to turn it into motivation and create new achievements! I will work harder, be strict with myself and face life with an optimistic heart.

Teacher, I can't forget your love composition, 400 words and 4 natural paragraphs. Teacher's love, like the air around me, is invisible but everywhere, but I feel her presence all the time; The teacher's love, like your shadow, accompanies you every minute, so that you are no longer lonely; Teacher's love, like a warm spring, gurgles through your heart, leaving a crystal clear and sunny heart ... I have been living in the teacher's deep love, bathed in the warmth of love, and I can't forget your love, composition teacher.

On one occasion, it was cloudy, with lightning and thunder, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs.

I walked into school in the rain with an umbrella, and it was already class time. I will be scolded for being late, but things are not as bad as I thought. Looking at me as wet as a drowned rat, the teacher softened his tone and asked gently, "Is it cold?" I hung the waterfall on my nose, rubbed my hands red with cold, looked at the teacher's wrinkles and gray sideburns, and felt a warm current in my heart, choking out a word: "cold!" " The teacher rushed out of the campus at once. Soon, he bought me a brand-new dress to wear. The teacher is also wet, and the shoes are flooded, just like a small ocean. The clothes were soaked and stuck to the teacher's arm. My eyes are red and tears are rolling in my eyes.

I feel that dress, like my baby. It will fly in my hands and melt in my mouth.

I couldn't calm down for a long time, and my tears finally fell. I just want to say: "teacher, I love you!" " "Dead vegetation, yellow battlements, stiff expressions and even birds' calls lack weight.

Like a frozen heart eager to hatch, cut? The radical of C is waiting for the radical, waiting for the clear spring of love to flow through my heart.

At this time, the teacher's love is the most beautiful decoration, which makes the whole world full, moist and meaningful.

After the drizzle-like teacher love, dazzling purity is the relationship between teachers and students, and there is really no regret in the sunshine.

Yes! We can never repay the teacher's love.

In a word, a thousand words converge into a warm word, which makes it entrust my love and ripple in the teacher's ear: "teacher, I love you."

Your love for me will never be forgotten. I will definitely pay you back later! " ...

I can't forget your 400-word encouraging composition. I found a correction for you. In my study career, she encouraged me to get good grades every time. I will silently thank a person from the bottom of my heart-my dear mother. How can I get good grades without her encouragement? The mid-term exam results came out that day, and I only got 88 points. Although most people in the class got below 90 points, I was still depressed because four or five people in the class got above 90 points, including my front desk.

On the short trip home from school, I have been secretly blaming myself: I usually do better in the exam than the front desk. Why did I fail this time? I looked at the red 88 on the test paper and wanted to eat it alive.

What bothers me most is that if my parents see it, they will definitely criticize me severely.

I wish the road home would never end! When I got home, my mother looked depressed and asked, "Did you fail the exam?" I handed the test paper to my mother carefully and waited for the storm with my head down.

After a while, the storm hasn't come. I got up the courage to sneak a look at my mother who was reading the test paper carefully.

Unexpectedly, my mother calmly explained to me every question I made wrong.

After the topic was written, I asked my mother in surprise and doubt, "Mom, why don't you scold me?" Mom smiled and said, "What's the use of scolding you? Instead of making you feel resentful, it is better to correct every wrong question so that it won't happen again next time.

"She paused and said," and I believe you, come on! "For an instant, my heart seemed to be twitching. I swear, I will study hard in the future and never let my mother be sad! Without her encouragement, I won't get good grades.

I thank you, my dear mother!

I can't forget your 400-word composition. I can't forget your smile. Five years have passed, and it is fleeting.

Soon, we will bid farewell to the beautiful campus, the teachers and classmates who have been with us for six years, and walk into the new school with reluctant affection and start our new study life.

In these six years of primary school life, what impressed me most was the brilliant laughter of my friends.

"Ha ha ha ..." This is the laughter of Huang Fei in our class.

His smile is very infectious.

He will also make a lot of "laughs". Once, he told his classmates that he was going to "purify his mind", but in fact he was going to the toilet, which made us burst into laughter.

"Hum ..." Why doesn't this sound like a smile? It's actually a smile. You can think of it as Huang Yujiang's weird smile.

This is Huang Yu's smile when he strongly "threatens" people.

If he wants you to do something for him, if you don't agree, he will threaten you like this.

Don't worry, he can't do anything to you, just playing with you! "Hum" and "hahaha" ... When I was in the fifth grade, these laughter accompanied me to grow up. I will never forget our happy laughter and happy class group! ...

I can't forget your concern. The composition is 400 words. (sixth grade level)

This happened when I was in the third grade of primary school, and I will never forget it until today.

One day, after school, I went home with several classmates as usual.

On the way home, the steam car chatted with friends with relish.

Suddenly, a big truck came in front of me. I dodged in a hurry and was hit by it. Fortunately, it's not serious.

"It hurts!" When I was a child, I sat helpless on the ground.

I cried and shouted, but nobody paid attention to me.

Just when I was depressed, an uncle came face to face.

"What's wrong with you, little girl?" He asked me in a gentle tone.

"I'm hurt, it hurts.

"Hearing this, the nasty.

I immediately took a taxi to Dagang Hospital.

When I got to the hospital, I came over when I arranged it.

"Do you know your parents' mobile phone number? "I told him right away and wanted him to help me find my parents." 1582 ... "Suddenly, I feel very hungry. He seemed to know, so he went downstairs to buy me something to eat.

After I finished eating, I went to bed.

It was already night when I woke up.

I opened my eyes in a daze and felt that everything in front of me was very strange.

"Where am I?" "You are in the hospital, silly boy.

"I heard a familiar voice, turned out to be a mother.

Things in front of me gradually became clear. I saw my father, mother, brother and uncle who saved me.

He came to see me almost every day for the next few days.

My uncle always buys a lot of delicious food every time he comes, which makes my brother feast his eyes.

I got to know him gradually, and my parents thanked him. He became the most popular person in our family.

Although this uncle is only a stranger, he has given me great care. I will never forget this day and his concern for me.

I can't forget the happy composition you gave me In hot summer, a downpour can bring great coolness to people. The downpour three years ago has special significance for me. I was just in grade three at that time. Go home by yourself at school. Once after school, the sky was gloomy and seemed to isolate the sun from the world. Seeing this weather, I knew it was going to rain heavily. So I rushed out of the classroom at once, without rain gear, and ran on my way home. The strong wind blew my face with dirt, and my eyes could only open a little gap. But I still didn't escape. I ran and ran, and a raindrop the size of a bean hit my head, and then accidentally hit me. Bean-sized raindrops are getting denser and denser, and gradually more and more. I had to curl up at the foot of a nearby telephone booth and barely take shelter from the rain. The wind kept coming at me, and I was shivering with cold. I fantasize that my mother can be by my side at this moment, but she is not at home. Suddenly, a warm hand patted me on the shoulder. I looked back and saw a senior holding an umbrella. I looked at her timidly, but she looked at me with warm eyes and said to me. I guess you can't go home without an umbrella! Is anyone coming to pick you up? "I shook my head. Her greetings warmed my heart, so I explained the situation to her. She hesitated for a moment and said to me, "It's so cold, or I'll take you home!" " "Because I was really cold, I nodded my head. In this way, the two of us huddled under an umbrella and walked on the road. Along the way, we talked and laughed, like a pair of sisters. After walking for a while, she looked at me with concern and said, "What's the matter, is it still cold?" "Much better," I looked at her and said. In order to shelter me from the wind and rain, she got wet in some places, but she didn't care at all. I got home soon. Before my sister left, I asked her, "Thank you, where do you live?" She smiled and said goodbye, told me the neighborhood where she lived, and then ran away. I was stunned by the gradual rain. Their home and ours are just two communities in opposite directions! I thanked her for giving me a downpour. I seem to have grown up and understood a lot. I can't forget her! ...

I can't forget your composition 1. In my room, there is a vivid picture of a magpie. Whenever I see it, I will think of my childhood.

I remember that in the first semester of the third grade, I was a bird fan, and I liked both magpies, cuckoos and orioles.

Today is Monday. I still came to school early. I happened to meet my good friend Kong Xiao. As soon as he saw me, he quickly said to me, "Do you like birds very much?" "Yes," I said without thinking, "that's great.

"Kong Song breathed a sigh of relief, and then said," A friend of my father sent my father two pictures, both of which are magpies. There are two pictures anyway. I'll give you one ... before he finished, I was ecstatic and even said thank you, thank you. As the saying goes, everything brings joy to people. It's better to receive such good news early in the morning, even in class, than to eat.

For the next few days, I have been waiting for "Magpie".

However, today is Friday, and there is still no news about my painting.

I couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "Kong Xiao, why haven't you given me the painting?" "I'm really sorry, the painting suddenly disappeared, so ..." When I heard this, I immediately flew into a rage and shouted, "So, so! Because you are stingy, don't give it to me! You cheapskate! " "I ..." Before Kong explained, I left angrily.

It's my turn to be on duty again today. I quickly swept the floor and wanted to go home early. After a while, the floor was cleaned and I left the campus with heavy steps.

When I got home, I saw a photo and a piece of paper on the window. This picture is just a picture of a magpie. I opened the paper and read it in neat font: "Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry, I don't want this painting to affect our friendship, so I bought it for you with my lucky money.

"Small hole see here, I suddenly realize that know wrong about him, I feel guilty.

My father gave us apples after supper.

I was about to reach for the biggest apple when it suddenly occurred to me that Kong Xiao bought me a painting with his lucky money in order not to make me angry. Can't I give the big apple to my brother? So I handed the big apple to my brother's mouth and said, "Brother, I'll give you a big one.

"Seeing this, my parents said that I grew up.

Kong, I want to thank you! It is you who taught me a life lesson, lit up my road ahead, and taught me to think less about myself and more about others. 2. Flowers bloom, charming roses, fragrant violets and graceful Phalaenopsis will make people like it.

However, I was intoxicated, meditated and recalled the clusters of simple azaleas ... when I was a child, I studied in my hometown. When I was eight years old, my mother transferred me to Guangzhou, a metropolis, in order to let me learn English and receive information technology education.

In this strange environment, I am not nervous or afraid at all.

My mother sent me to a good bilingual school. I met a kind teacher Deng, who is the head teacher of our Class 3 (3).

She is about 28 years old. How can I describe her? She gives people only one impression: she is very kind.

One day, Teacher Deng called us and said to us, "There is a Thanksgiving Cup composition and reading contest in Guangzhou this time. You compete in the school first, and the winner can represent the school in the city competition.

"We are all very excited. After all, we have never participated in such a large-scale competition.

I remember that there was a row of iron fences on the west corner of our school, which were covered with red azaleas. Rows and clusters are very, very beautiful.

As soon as I saw them, I really liked them.

At that time, Yuefu was in full bloom. Every day after school, several of our classmates moved a small chair and sat with Mr. Deng in Du Fu's thatched cottage to revise their compositions. We only changed a few paragraphs, but we still have to use our brains to come up with some touching, vivid and beautiful words.

For a day or two, the manuscript paper was used again and again, the article was changed again, the sentence was rewritten again, and an article was copied again and again ... The summer sun in the south is always hot and exciting, and people are upset by the sun, and their thoughts are often broken again and again. However, at the sight of the vibrant Ledu Volume, my heart was filled with infinite confidence and courage to overcome difficulties.

The article was finally written, and the school chose me to participate. I was still reciting and reading aloud among the azaleas. Teacher Deng sat next to me and pointed out my mistakes and shortcomings.

I was absorbed in my back, and occasionally a piece of two rhododendron petals floated on Teacher Deng. Oh, Miss Deng really looks like a cuckoo fairy, but Miss Deng didn't notice it.

Where there's a will, there's a way. For so many days, my composition "The Story of Mother and Daughter" participated in the city competition on behalf of the school and won the first prize.

I accepted the award with tears in my eyes, and my heart was filled with infinite pride ... Behind my success, there was also Du Fu's contribution.

Thank you, Du Fu! Today, azaleas still bloom so luxuriantly and vigorously every year. ...

I can't forget your love, your love and your kindness. I will never forget that year in Na Yue, when love condensed into a blush on my cheeks and shy roses quietly opened. I can't forget the pain of lovesickness, the lingering hug and every moment of my heart. The light of happiness jumps on my face, and the spark of love lights up every night. Love because it is unforgettable. I like watching, intoxicated and obsessed. Your heart is a sea of Wang Yang, filled with endless lingering feelings. Love it, be obsessed with it and never look back. I just want to hold your hand and hold on to the four seasons. I just want to listen to your voice and remember the sweet words of happiness. I just want to follow in your footsteps and follow you everywhere. I just love you and forget all the turbidity in the world. So relying on you, the whole world is bright; Holding you like this will make you happy all your life. Once, we were so in love, because we were unforgettable. Now everything you gave me is in pieces, and it can't be cleaned up. Your love has withered into yellow leaves, blowing in the wind. Our love has been scarred, full of ravines, blocking the approach of two hearts. Too late to catch, happiness has been broken like a bubble. Too late to touch, happiness is like a wisp of smoke, disappearing without a trace. Now you are so strange; Now love is so far-fetched. It hurts, it can't be prevented and it can't be avoided. Unforgettable lingering sinks to the bottom of the sea, and unforgettable vows are written in the wind. Before the ravine in front of me could be filled, it was already filled with tears that tore my heart and cracked my lungs; There is no time to recall, and love has approached the cliff. Jump down, the abyss recedes, and Wang Yang is helpless, helpless and speechless. I hate that I can fly without wings. I can jump over this cliff, escape from this pain and get rid of the struggle. I shed tears and forgot your kindness; My heart hurts, and I forgot your love. Countless sleepless nights, countless painful struggles, but I can't forget the hurt of love and the inner pain. I can't forget what I should forget, but I want to leave easily. I really want to find a reason to forget my tears. Really want to find an excuse to forget all the injuries; I really want to have a calm heart so that I can continue to love. Now, because of heartache, we hurt each other; Because of the unforgettable heartache, we continue to hurt. I don't know if our love can be redeemed in the future. Looking at the drifting love, recalling the beauty, heartache, unwillingness and disappointment once turned into tears in my eyes. Because there is still love in my heart, it hurts; Because pay too much, so unwilling; I won't give up because it's hard to come by. Suffering from love and pain every night, I can't let go, forget, forget, let go; Love and hate embrace each other, what should I do? I really want to forget your mistakes, forget my tears and forget each other's hurts. I really want to remember your kindness, your feelings, and the beauty of the past; I really want to forget what happened with beauty and let love return to the track of happiness. Since there is still love, then treat everything as a loss. Please also give us a chance to find the lost love from now on and fall in love again. Since there is still love, use love to dilute the injury and use love to forget the past. The road to finding love is endless, I believe, as long as we look for it with our heart. The process of forgetting is difficult. I believe that as long as you do it with your heart, no matter how much damage, it can be melted by love. Because we still love each other, we should learn to forget. Learn to forget everything with each other's love, and learn to resolve the knot with sincere love. Put my love in your heart, and please put your love in mine. In the future, we will fill all the gullies with love, so that the tears shed in the corner of our eyes are happy. Because of love, we should learn to forget.

I can't forget you, my teacher, like a spring breeze, always rubbing our cheeks and caring for us; Teachers, like Xia Yu, abandon themselves and feed us; Teachers are like maple leaves in autumn. We should keep our eyes open to examine our mistakes at all times, even if they are about to wither. Teachers, like the cold wind in winter, severely spur us.

I love my teachers because they contribute silently 365 days a year.

No matter where I go in the future, I will never forget you-Mr. Hou, with simple appearance, curly hair, bright eyes and straight back.

This is probably my impression of her as soon as I entered school, nothing special.

Gradually, I got to know her and got to know her.

You may have a strange feeling when you first enter a new environment, and you may be a little restrained in class.

But she said it seriously, even fascinated.

She spoke in detail, including some grammars of various languages, such as "what attributive object". I thought it was only available in English, but Chinese appeared, which was very confusing.

However, in some classes, the students were attracted by her unique charm, and I listened carefully in class, so I was naturally in that column.

In the future, every time we have a Chinese class, the students listen carefully. Chinese class has really become a paradise for us to enjoy learning.

Junior high school has also added a new composition class once every two weeks, in order to let us practice writing.

I am at a loss because I know nothing about Chinese, but I don't know where my inspiration comes from.

That composition almost highlights the artistic conception.

The subject matter is not very novel, but I got 42 points.

She praised me for my good writing and neat handwriting.

After class, my classmates also cast envious eyes on me, which made me feel so happy.

At that time, I was determined to learn Chinese well.

Later, I don't know why, but she chose me as the representative of Chinese class.

Maybe it's because of external pressure. I studied it harder and grew to like it.

After class, I often buy some reading materials. I gradually feel the charm of a language.

I prefer to attend her class. I listen more carefully than any other subject ... Today, I stood in front of the podium again and again with more than 40 points of composition, enjoying the envious eyes of my classmates with joy.

I still remember when I first entered school, what worried me most was Chinese. I am afraid that the wrong answer will make people laugh and I don't talk often, so I am an "inactive person".

But now I'm different, very different.

Naturally, my Chinese scores are not among the best in my class, but I will make more efforts than others. I believe I will gain something from my efforts, and I will learn Chinese well! At that moment, the familiar figure appeared in my mind again. Yes, that's her-Miss Hou.

It was she who made me like Chinese gradually, and it was she who taught me to pay before I could get a reward! Now, I really understand her good intentions towards me. She not only taught me how to learn Chinese, but also taught me too many things ... Miss Hou, I love you! This is a cry from the heart.

Miss Hou, I love you! No matter where I go in the future, I will never forget you, my lifelong mentor-Mr. Hou!

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