A beautiful thing, write 300 words.

There is a beautiful thing in my heart that I will never forget.

When I was in Grade One, the whole school held a summer sports meeting. The competition I participated in was two people and three feet. My partner is my good friend Fan Yue. We stood at the starting line, waiting for the starting gun to sound. Don't tell me, I'm really nervous. The heart beats faster. I glanced at Fan Yue with my eyes. This guy is more nervous, and his legs are shaking. I want to know how this state works. Took a deep breath. At the same time, he quietly said to Fan Yue, "Take a deep breath, and you will be fine. I am not nervous. " The starting gun rang and we both rushed out. Seeing that we were about to fall behind, I let out a yell. Don't tell me, this voice really works. This time, our pace is more consistent. Together in Qi Xin, we finally surpassed the previous couple and got the third place. We were very excited, and then I looked at Fan Yue again, clapping with my hands instead of trembling legs. Back in the team, we made a victory sign to the teacher. The teacher smiled happily, and so did we.

This is the first time that I have won glory for my class with my own strength. This is a beautiful thing in my heart and I will never forget it.

Do you have anything to say? There must be something you want to say in many things you have done. I am no exception. Let me tell you something!

It's "five" A "Labor Day". My father, mother and I are going to visit my grandfather's house. We got on the bus, which was crowded and there was no room. After standing for a while, my legs began to numb. After several stops, I saw an empty seat where I was about to sit, but a little sister got on it faster than me. I am not angry, because she is young and should let her little sister sit. . But just then, a boy older than my little sister came up to her and asked her to get up. My little sister is on the verge of tears. When I saw this scene, I quickly stepped forward and said, "You shouldn't bully children." The boy said casually, "Are you in charge of my business, looking for a fight?" I was not intimidated, but calmly and rationally said to him, "We should always advocate respecting the old and loving the young, not to mention giving it to my little sister." At this time, everyone looked at him accusingly. Little boy, excuse me. Get out of the way. Little sister smiled at me and said, "Thank you, big sister." I also smiled happily and said, "You're welcome, it's a matter of course. "

Although it has been a long time, it is still in my heart. I will never forget my little sister's sweet smile and everyone's admiring eyes. What I want to say to you is that it is easier to do one good deed than to do it all your life. I want to learn from Uncle Lei Feng, do more good deeds and help others.

One thing I am concerned about is the 300-word composition. My sister and I are born with different personalities. She is gentle and quiet, while I am lively and cheerful. There are always some small contradictions together. I remember that time when the two of us spent our summer vacation at menstruation's house. I finished my homework every day in class that day, and went to the computer desk as usual and was about to sit down. I don't know where a powerful force came from and pushed me away. I felt panic in an instant, and when I turned around, I found my sister sitting in a chair and moving the computer. I immediately flew into a rage and yelled at her. She ignored me and continued to be her. I ran to fight with her, but she still ignored me. After I shouted, he finally replied. She said, "If you play every morning, I will use your computer for one day. What do you want? " I cried loudly after listening, but she still ignored me. Suddenly my aunt came over and asked me what was wrong. I told her what happened. Aunt said to her sister, "What are you going to do? You want to rob your sister, but you don't know that I promised her. " My sister didn't make any noise, and continued to do her thing, crying while watching. I gloated beside her, but my aunt scolded me. I ran to the living room to watch TV.

Later, she was admitted to the university and went to Shaoyang to study. I missed her very much when she was away. I remember when she was studying, she called me and told me to study hard and get a good grade in the final exam. When she comes back, she will give me a lesson.

My dear sister, remember that I love you forever.

Write a 300-word childhood story from the perspective of children. The breeze is blowing and the sun is shining. I went to the lovely children's park with my family in a happy mood. The bus stopped at the gate with us and saw lanterns hanging high on both sides of the gate, which was very lively and beautiful. Walking into the children's park, a vibrant scene emerges. Red flowers and green grass gather together like a market, and ponies also join in this blooming, adding vitality to the children's park. The name "air bike" is really attractive. Strong curiosity drove me to get on my bike, and I started in a hurry before the staff gave me a push. Riding a bike on the high rail is really cool! In this way, you can feel the joy of flying in the sky and practice riding. It's the best of both worlds. Why not? Along the way, you can get in touch with nature! After the "air bike", we came to the "step by step adventure" (haunted house). Hardly had we taken a step when the pig began to spin, which startled us. Our team moved on. Suddenly, two people on both sides gave us a push, and at that moment, he flinched again. It's really close Continuing, we saw the "terrible" judge. When we turned a corner, suddenly, people jumped out of the coffin, scared out of their wits. Then forward, a wall fell in half, a false alarm. On the way, the "ghost" beckons to you, which is frightening; People who seek rehabilitation make you feel that the world is dark, and horrible music makes you creepy ... After a long time, our children finally came out. We also played bumper cars, water fights, horseback riding and physical exercise. These games are unforgettable, and we are surprised to see the change of "Children's Paradise". This is really our paradise. I hope we can come more often in the future.

One thing I admire is that some people admire their parents, while others admire those policemen. ...

As for me, I admire those unknown cleaners.

I remember that morning, that sunny morning, I was walking in the street, ready to buy breakfast. Suddenly, the familiar figure appeared in front of my eyes-the figure of the cleaner. One is sweeping the floor, and the other is cleaning the railings on the roadside. They are as hardworking as bees. At this moment, a little boy came over and was eating a biscuit in his hand. The aunt who swept the floor said to the little boy, "Don't litter." A pure cleaner is making contributions to society.

Cleaners, I looked down on them before, but after that, I can't help but admire them more. composition

Cleaner, a glorious title, although a cleaner is nothing, but countless cleaners around the world make our world clean and beautiful!

I want to thank them, because they make our world a better place, and I admire them, because they are not afraid of the cold and heat, and their spirit of silently contributing to everyone deserves our admiration!

An Unforgettable Event A King of Courage Composition 300 words When I was growing up, there were many unforgettable events, just like meteors that cut through the night sky. One of these past events left a deep impression on me.

It was my second grade, and my father took me skating. As soon as we arrived at the skating rink, we saw some people skating like flying and some people skating like Latin dance. ...

Seeing this, I couldn't wait to skate, so I grabbed my father's skates and put them on quickly. I just took one step and fell down. I got up from the ground and continued skating. Unexpectedly, I fell down again. I can't get up sitting on the ground. Father asked, "What's the matter with you?" I said, "I always wrestle. It's disgusting. If I don't study, I won't fall. " Dad said, "You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. If you want to learn to skate, you must hold the bar first, walk by yourself, and finally skate. " I listened to my father and did it his way. "Sure enough, I can skate a little now." I said loudly. Dad nodded to me when he heard this. Unconsciously, it's time to go back. On the way back, I thought: always have perseverance. Without perseverance, we can't do anything, just like I skate.

Shame, shame.

Le Tong Middle School Tang Minli

That was two years ago. Looking back now, I really want to say "I'm sorry."

One day two years ago, the school organized a picnic. I signed up and was very happy. The picnic has begun. Our group's meal is ready, but there is no firewood before the dishes are ready. Everyone frowned. Look around one by one and see if you can find some firewood. Xiao Ming sighed and said, "Alas! Shit, why is there no firewood? " As soon as the voice fell, Xiaodong shouted, "There is firewood over there." His excitement brought our eyes to the hillside over there, where there was indeed a pile of firewood. Everyone's locked brows spread out and said, "Let's go." Several students ran to the woodpile happily. Xiao Ming also jumped up on the woodpile. The team leader said, "Stop jumping and hurry up. Everyone hugs. " The woodpile is not big, so everyone hugs. More than half of the woodpile has disappeared.

The delicious food is ready, and the chopsticks in the hands of the students keep running in several plates. In a short time, the food was eaten up, and even the last piece of lettuce on the side of the plate was eaten up by Xiao Ming. But people still say they are hungry.

So, we brought all the firewood from the hillside over there and burned the remaining sweet potatoes. Eating sweet potatoes, we are so happy! At this time, a sad voice came from the opposite hillside. It turned out to be an old woman crying in the firewood. That firewood is hers. She cut it hard and piled it there hopefully. But it disappeared in this short time. It is not easy for an old man to cut wood. How can she not be sad? But we were not sensible at that time, and we were glad that we were not caught at that time.

Two years later, I deeply regret it. I came to say, "Grandma, I'm sorry."

The happiest thing in a day is to go to grandma's house. On this day, my mother took me to my grandmother's house to play. I am very happy. My first cousin, second cousin and cousin are all there. My cousin is seven years old and looks very cute. I like him very much. Every time I see my mother, my second aunt always calls me kindly. My eldest cousin 13 years old, looks very quiet. I like him very much. Second cousin, 1 1 is years old. He seems to like watching TV very much, and I like him very much. My cousin is seven and a half years old and looks very lively. I like him very much.

On that day, my mother and brother went back to my grandmother's house. That day, my second cousin showed me a play before the group came back. When I came back, they finished their performance. My sisters invited me to see their plays. Their performance was particularly wonderful. I applauded. After they finished the play, they took me to play with inflatable cushions. We chatted while playing on the inflatable cushion, had a good time, and played with the inflatable cushion.

One thing that bothers me is that I am sleepy at night, but I don't want to sleep.

Only when the years passed, did I understand that life is the blandness of daily necessities, the warmth of holding hands, a person's hard journey and the baptism of setbacks. And happiness is in those dull times. After experiencing reunion and separation together, this is never leaving.

I once had a crazy idea, but now I have forgotten it in despair.

Love once thought is now just a habit.

Walking alone, watching a lonely movie and taking a quiet and familiar path. Stories and lines stored in your mind are played back or recited from time to time. The waves are still not calm, and troubles follow.

Heartbroken, distressed, cold, upset, upset! I am ambivalent, and there is an unknown fire in my heart, which seems to explode! The computer always crashes, which is even more annoying! Later, when I saw the article that revealed my true feelings in July, I couldn't help crying. Oh, my God! What did we do wrong?

This spring, I will never see the dead branches of the city grow buds and then dye them into green shade. I only see those trees whose names I can't name. When the spring breeze blows, they lose their leaves crazily. It was still the cool weather in March and April in Hunan, and I was almost immersed in the bleak season in September and autumn in Shandong. Cool thin is still the same, the sun is shining, the leaves have fallen all over the floor, and I am at a loss.

Time flies like water. I can't stand dullness, and floating life like tea can't call back the past.

Something to be proud of, writing 300 words, something to be proud of.

I am an ordinary boy, and nothing can make me proud except that I sometimes get 100 in the exam. But there is one thing that is not great in the eyes of others that makes me proud.

One day in the summer vacation, my mother bought some snails for me to eat. They have a black iron shell harder than a snail's shell. I made a joke when I first ate it. I threw the snail into my mouth, but its shell was so hard that I couldn't eat any meat. I dug with my fingers, but my fingers were too thick to insert. I use toothpicks, but although toothpicks can get meat out, a lot of meat is wasted in the shell. I ate a few more and thought, "I used to watch others eat snails, and others could eat snail meat in their mouths quickly. Why can't I?"

So, I carefully observed the appearance of snails. I found that its shell is spiral, so I think its meat is spiral. If the meat is spiral, it can come out of the shell by turning it.

I pried the snail open with my right hand and turned my left hand clockwise a few times, and the snail meat really came out.

This discovery is nothing in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, it makes me proud.

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I always feel inexplicably sad when I bid farewell to my childhood, as if my face was still full of childishness yesterday, but I have to bear heavy pressure today. In the dead of night, I often stare out of the window with a cup of fragrant tea in my hand. The window under the light at night is like a mirror. Under the dim light, I seem to find a trace of my childhood, and I seem to see an innocent me. I remember very clearly that I was an energetic, carefree, cheerful and straightforward sunshine boy in my childhood. I once hid the failed test paper in a vase; I once stung a hornet's nest in a competition with my classmate, and as a result, he was stung all over by a wasp. ...

I am very proud of myself. Please don't laugh at me, because my pride is justified.

I still remember that when I first arrived in Tianjin, it was the summer vacation in 2000 and I was told that I would go to Tianjin to study. I was sad and happy at that time. I am glad that I can study in a big city, but I am sad that I just arrived here and am a stranger. It is in this bittersweet situation that the new semester has arrived. I clearly remember that on the first day of school, I took the initiative to talk to my classmates, but they avoided me like flies. At that time, my heart suddenly cooled, and I really regretted making such a decision. I thought about not going to school tomorrow, but I was happy to go to school the next day. Really, until now I am still proud of my original courage.

After about a month, my classmates and I gradually became familiar with each other, but another thing happened that made me very proud. The day before school, the teacher said that the class cadres would be elected tomorrow, and those who want to stand for election can prepare a speech. Hearing this, my heart seems to be burning, and an inexplicable impulse comes to my mind. It seems that I have to tell you now that I have always wanted to be a class cadre. But how can I win the trust of my classmates when I'm new here? This is like a pot of cold water, which has put out the fire in my heart. The teacher seems to have read my mind. After school, he called me aside and said, you have to believe in yourself. You can do it. The teacher's words rekindled my fighting spirit.

When I got home, I quickly finished my homework and asked my uncle to help me write my speech. Finally, with the help of my uncle, a 300-word speech was born. This is the first time I have written a speech in my life. Holding her, my heart is full of fighting spirit. It seems that tomorrow's class cadres belong to me. I still remember clearly that I fell asleep with it. The next day, the teacher occupied the class meeting and selected the class cadres. It's my turn I grasped my speech tightly, stepped onto the platform with trepidation and began my first speech in my life. I buried my head and tried my best to control my nervousness. I have no time to pay attention to the reaction of middle school students in the audience. I only heard thunderous applause at the end of the speech. Finally, the teacher announced that I successfully passed the election and became a class cadre. My classmates praised and congratulated me, but I was so excited that I really wanted to shout to the world: I turned out to be the best!

Now that I think about it, I am really proud of me. I am proud that I succeeded the first time. I am proud that my newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. I want to thank those who make me proud of myself, and I believe I will stick to this confident pride!