My crisis story is the senior high school entrance examination 10 composition selection.

In real life, we will inevitably encounter large and small crises. What kind of crisis have you experienced? How do you view and understand this crisis? The short article has compiled 10 my collection of crisis stories. Thank you for reading.

My crisis story exam composition 1

During the National Day holiday, my family and I went to Nanjing to play and participated in the Global Carnival. Too many interesting things have happened, and one thing is still in a cold sweat in retrospect.

I remember when I entered the carnival gate, I could hear a series of shrill screams. Following the screams, we came to a game called Don Quixote. This game is a big turntable that rotates in the air, and each seat itself rotates 360 degrees. My uncle looked at me and said, "Coward, dare to sit?" In order not to be looked down upon by him, I said, "Why not?"

I pretended to sit on it calmly, but behind my courage was an accelerated and extremely nervous heart. The machine started and I felt like a cannonball. It jumped into the sky with a bang and soon fell down.

At the moment of weightlessness, I felt my body scattered like a loose sand. I want to scream, but I can't open my mouth. I tried to shout, "ah! Help! " I feel that the sound waves are left behind. I want to enjoy chasing the wind, but fear makes this feeling disappear. At that moment, I felt that time stood still and my heart stopped beating. I left people's reason behind, and irritability, fear, anxiety and regret occupied my whole brain!

Finally, the machine stopped. My heart seems to be jumping out, and my reason and consciousness are back. Walking on the ground is like walking on the clouds. It turns out that my legs are weak with fear.

In order to become a hero, I paid the price: painful experiences and lingering memories were deeply imprinted in my mind. Perhaps in the eyes of others, I am brave, but in my own eyes, I think this is a lesson, and I will not try to be brave and do things beyond my ability in the future.

My crisis story exam composition 2

Many things will happen in a person's life, some are happy, some are sad and some are dangerous. I have experienced one thing, which I will never forget.

Another winter, my mother and I went back to our hometown for the New Year. Every day, we are busy visiting different relatives. One day, we came to a relative's house. They have a big yard with a small pond beside it. I am inexplicably happy at the sight of water. From the moment I stepped into the yard, I decided to go to the pond to find out. While my mother was chatting happily, I crept away from the iron gate leading to the pond. Suddenly, I found a wooden stick lying on the vegetable floor. I quickly picked it up and thought, "Now I can be the Monkey King." I thought about me while dancing, and the more I danced, the more excited I became. I have long forgotten that my feet are slippery and I have no idea that danger is approaching me. Just then, my foot tripped into a small pond. At the moment of falling, my head went blank. In my panic, I felt my foot stepped on a row of bricks, and my desire to survive sprouted in my heart. I struggled to jump up and fell to the edge of the pond. I stamped my foot and shouted. I feel exhausted, my brain is spinning fast, and I think of many ways to save myself, but it feels unrealistic. I must hold on to the edge of the pond and wait for someone else to save me. Just when I gradually felt desperate, there were waves of urgent shouts in my ears. My heart suddenly relaxed and I thought, "I'm saved." I responded immediately. When I was rescued, I still had a lingering fear: after the rain, I never dared to stay alone in a place with water. "

Through this incident, I deeply realized that when things happen, I should be calm, don't panic, find a solution and save the day!

My crisis story exam composition 3

Rotating colorful material world, equivalent exchange, the most cruel and fair cold world.

-Jing M.Guo

After several times of tempering, the town became determined and its eyes reflected sharpness. And my growth just witnessed the depression and prosperity of this city, and the potential emotional crisis after prosperity.

I don't know how long it has been raining, and the whole city is soaked. Neon lights are reflected on the river, and ripples appear under the impact of raindrops. The swaying luster lit up the sky overhead and the dilapidated village across the river. It's a corner that doesn't match the city, and it's a sore spot that the city doesn't want to expose. There are many tall buildings on this side of the river, and the bonfire rising on the other side of the river tells life rather than poetry. How far is the distance between people? I think this contrast is enough, and one look is enough.

There is such a lyric in the farewell song. "At first, I only believed that greatness was emotion. In the end, I can't see clearly. What is difficult is fate. " What a desperate word "fate"! But it is more or less a portrayal of our real life. I don't know how many true feelings can really survive in such a war of money and interests, but I know that no matter whether it is a struggle or a struggle, the weak are always injured in the end, and these people just need our care.

I can't remember when I started. I always remember such a lonely and weak old man. Her hands are full of calluses, and her upper body is wearing a shabby gown that has not been changed for many years. The erosion of years has made her face terrible, and her protruding eyes are full of despair. Lonely and weak, she always tells everyone about her life experience. I think she wants to win the sympathy of passers-by in this way. However, when winter goes and spring comes, she is still in that costume, still picking up abandoned mineral water bottles, only older and more desolate. I think the old man's life is sad. She lost her husband in her early years. In order to make a living, she farmed, went to the construction site and worked hard to raise her children. But what about now? Her children left her one by one, and turned a deaf ear to the truest mother-child affection in cold blood. I really don't know how to describe people's indifference, but I clearly realize that such an emotional crisis will spread unchecked and will devour the whole world.

The rain outside the window is still falling, and the bean-sized raindrops splash white water on the building. Through the dense black shade, I seem to see a mother and son hugging each other not far away, and a row of white subtitles "for life, for love" are printed on the curtain of the night. ...

My Crisis Story Exam Composition 4

At 4: 30 on Saturday afternoon, I found some people my age to play football on the playground.

We introduced ourselves first, and I was the first to say, "My name is Jiang, and I am 10 years old this year." The second person said, "My name is Xie Tingtao, and I am 10 years old this year." Later, they finished the introduction one by one.

We formed a team. My team includes me, Xie Tingtao, and their team includes Li and Tang.

The game has already started, and both our teams have strong players, so it is difficult to deal with. It's their team's captain Zhang Feng's turn to serve. He kicked the ball to Tang Xi, who was closest to our goal. Tang Xi kicked the ball to the goal and I caught it with one hand. You will ask, "How can you catch the ball with your hands? It should be? " I am a goalkeeper, so of course I can catch the ball with my hands. However, I am not only a goalkeeper, but also an athlete. I only have four goalkeepers, one has ten, and the other six are Su Li.

The second round has begun. Our team member Xie Tingtao is the captain. He passed the ball to Su Li. Su Li just rushed to the midfield after chasing the ball, and Tang Xi blocked the way. As if to rob Su Li, Su Li faked and said, "Nicholas Tse, here." This method is really clever, and it draws him away at once. What a fool. Su Li kept rushing to the goal, using his unique skill-"Fei Huo kicks". Kicked the ball to the door. In this way, after connecting two doors, there are four doors. It's my turn to go to the fifth door. I serve a ball to Nicholas Tse, Nicholas Tse passes it to me, and I pass it to him. We cooperated well all the way. When I rushed to the goal, their captain Zhang Feng appeared, and he caught the ball with one foot. I ran after him and got hooked. I had to run like hell. When I rushed to the goal, Zhang Feng hooked it again. I hooked it again, picked it up with my feet and shot it in. After 20 minutes, our team scored 7 points and their team scored 3 points.

I was happy for more than twenty minutes this day. This is an unforgettable moment for me.

My Crisis Story Exam Composition 5

One day, in the backyard of a family in Vancouver, a mother duck wanted to take her babies to see the world, bask in the sun and exercise by the way, so she went out to visit the streets of Vancouver.

This can bring a special scenery to the streets of Vancouver-ducklings, led by the mother duck, swaggered on the streets of Vancouver. Many people stopped to watch the scene. The ducklings are also looking around, probably because this is the first time they have seen these novel things. Whenever the ducklings stop to miss these scenery, the mother duck will gently drag the outdated ducklings with her mouth and make a "quack quack" cry from time to time to remind the ducklings not to fall behind, but the naughty ducklings will not listen to these old sounds and continue to play.

The duckling has been only interested in playing, and accidentally fell into the small water channel on the roadside. When the mother duck saw it, she quacked the duckling behind her to stay away from danger. The water in the small waterway is very urgent, and the duckling has been flapping its wings and struggling in the waterway. The duckling is likely to be washed to another place by the water in the small river.

Faced with these difficulties, mother duck seems very calm. She looked around. Seeing a policeman wearing a police uniform, Mother Duck immediately ran to the policeman, then bit the policeman's trouser leg with her mouth, and then dragged the policeman to the small waterway. The police saw that mother duck seemed to be calling for help, so he followed her to the small waterway. When the police found the duckling, he picked up a fishing net and tried to save the duckling in the small water channel.

But there was a little trouble when the patrolman put the fishing net in the small passage. The patrolman put the fishing net in, but the ducklings were afraid to avoid fishing. But when the ducklings drifted motionless in the small river under the command of the mother duck, the patrol successfully fished the ducklings to the side of the road.

After the duckling landed, something unexpected happened. After the ducklings drained their bodies, they lined up and bowed deeply to people. At that time, everyone was shocked. The duckling, led by the mother duck, then swaggered into the crowd and disappeared into the vast sea of people.

My Crisis Story Exam Composition 6

Yes, after all, our life map has not really begun. This is just an internship, but we must learn to adapt to the crisis. Do not laugh at me. Life crisis is an important issue.

"Mom, I tell you something, you, you, you don't scold me ... I, I can't see the words on the blackboard!

After a while, I sat in the car to the eye hospital, just like a thief sitting in a police car; No need to torture, no need to blame, guilt, shame, afraid to look at the car chair in front of my mother, just want to lie down in fear.

Make an agreement with yourself, tidy up your mood and don't be afraid! I walked in the hospital corridor, and there was no smell of medicine. That firm and timid look, that pretended calm smile, appeared on my face hundreds of times, but I was not as hesitant, helpless and uneasy as this time! No, no, I told myself not to panic. What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of? I don't know what I'm afraid of. Is it sudden weakness? Sigh in mom's eyes? That kind of heart-wrenching pain? -Heartache! Originally that faint smile, I don't know when it will be covered with a layer of sorrow? Just like when the peach blossoms wither, death suddenly strikes?

Looking into my clear eyes, there is still a me in my heart, a real me in my heart, and some even praise it as beautiful! My heart suddenly overflowed with a rebellious expectation. What if it wears black-rimmed glasses? But this is just a sour joke.

I'm nervous about the extent to which I'm classified as "nearsighted", a terrible number. On the surface, this is Jiang Mumu's smile when he came in. She nodded to others blindly while staring blankly, but her eyes were on the opposite glass window. The curvature of the corners of the mouth hasn't changed, but it's starting to get a little heavy. Her heart is bitter, her appearance is pale and sweet, but everyone can see the girl's sadness. Like bitter gourd, round and lovely. I can recognize her "difficulty" at a glance after tasting too much.

When I came to the optometry room, a boy sat in front of the optometrist. The picture inside is sunset. How beautiful! However, a breath came out of his eyes. The boy seems to have been hit by a bullet. Every time he hits a bullet, the boy panics and shakes all over. Although he is used to it, he never gets tired of shaking and losing his mind. Every time he thumped his chair, he was as upset as a nervous heartbeat. I couldn't hold it any longer, and I bowed my head and giggled. Admittedly, when I sat in that chair and accepted the first attack, I let out a cry as if unprepared, covered my eyes and tried to escape. Well, it's my mother's turn to laugh at me. ...

After all, the "stone" in my heart has not slackened. Looking at the doctor's expressionless face, the untouched lips (Ningbo is really different, unlike the doctor in Ninghai, who drools more than the medicine prescribed) can't see any strange breath in the hand of the quick writing. Who doesn't think? I curled up in the corner, my hands slightly raised, praying to the angel Angela in my heart, but the devil told me, why should I hope? Are you ridiculously waiting for the 20% to appear? Face down, several times, tears have been radiant with a "warning line."

But in the sentence "you can take medicine for treatment", you can unload your reason!

Only when you lose it can you learn to cherish it. It is too late. If God gives you a chance, you should learn to grow. The first time, you regret it!

My crisis story exam composition 7

At present, some of us do have a little more sense of security and a little less sense of crisis. The reason for this excessive "sense of security" is that although some of us are not fully aware of the gap between China and the world and the urgency of today's economic construction, the main reason is that people have been eating the "big pot" of the country for a long time, and they can get paid whether they do it or not.

If the Chinese nation wants to rank among the advanced nations in the world and catch up with the western developed countries, it must be down-to-earth and forge ahead, which requires people to feel less secure and more crisis.

Excessive "security" is often the beginning of danger. As we all know, out of a sense of security, the rulers of the Qing Dynasty always claimed to be the "Qing Empire", and they did not make progress or seek development. As a result, they are not only insecure, but more and more dangerous, beaten everywhere, and finally humiliated their power and country, reduced to a semi-feudal and semi-colonial society, and finally went to extinction.

"Sense of crisis" can often inspire people's spirit of struggle. After World War II, Japan and Germany were very shabby and depressed. However, because the Japanese and Germans deeply felt the huge gap between their country and the world, with a strong sense of crisis, they worked hard for the re-emergence of the Yamato nation and the Germanic nation. After decades of hard work, they finally became a world power, catching up with and surpassing Britain, France and other more advanced countries.

Excessive "sense of security" often makes people unwilling to make progress and will dilute it; And some "sense of crisis" can often make people feel anxious and make great efforts. Therefore, to revitalize the Chinese nation, we must change the sense of security into the sense of crisis, so that people should not be blindly carefree, but devote themselves to socialist construction with the spirit of revolution and desperate struggle. Only in this way can we realize the real prosperity of the Chinese nation.

How can we make people transition from excessive sense of security to sense of crisis? At present, the reform of the three systems is a good measure. It is true that in the reform, some people will lose their "security", worry that they can't do well without "food", worry that they will suffer hardships and be eliminated because of lack of ability. These worries are also unnecessary. However, if the three institutional reforms are not carried out, the prosperity of the country and the rejuvenation of the nation will inevitably be affected. In today's increasingly competitive world, it is the general trend for China to carry out three institutional reforms. Only in this way can we accelerate the pace of China's socialist construction, gradually narrow the gap with developed countries, catch up with capitalism, and make the Chinese nation truly "safe."

The Chinese nation has always been a nation unwilling to lag behind. I hope that each of us in China, with a strong sense of national responsibility, will increase our sense of crisis and reduce our sense of security, study hard and work hard in our own land, so that the Chinese nation can truly stand among the world's advanced nations as the giant of the East.

My crisis story exam composition 8

Tagore once said: "without the experience of hell, you can't have the power to create heaven;" Without blood-stained hands, you can't play a beautiful song. "From another point of view, the crisis is not full of difficulties, maybe after the crisis is a rainbow!

There is such a character in The Old Man and the Sea, and he is Santiago. An ordinary old fisherman, with firm belief, overcame many powerful storms and fought against unknown dangers. Powerful sharks and terrible storms are dangerous! Although there is only a pair of big and useless fish skeletons left on the shore, he is still optimistic and strong, and perhaps there are those promises of satisfaction and pride in his heart!

As he lost his legs in an accident, he had to sit in a wheelchair. Shi Tiesheng is such a person. Although the wheelchair restricts his body, his mind is still free. Most people choose to avoid unexpected troubles, but Shi Tiesheng doesn't. Behind this life crisis, he complained and lamented the injustice of fate countless times, but in the end he "stood up" and wrote down his mental journey with a pen ... Disaster can destroy his body, but crisis can't destroy his powerful heart. Later, Shi Tiesheng's success in literature may also be related to this.

Bill Gates, the richest man in the world, his success also comes from his own decisions. In the third year of his successful admission to Harvard University, Bill Gates resolutely stopped his studies and concentrated on electronic chips and network technology. He studied hard all day, carefully compared the advantages and disadvantages of various electronic chips, and his long-term concentration also caused his lack of physical supply. He was sick several times, but he came back to work ... when Microsoft was first established, it was not smooth sailing. It took more than a dozen crises, big and small, to create Bill Gates today. Turning crisis into success and suffering into miracle, Bill Gates deserves to be the winner of life in the face of this remarkable achievement.

I remember a Taiwanese cartoonist once said, "If you compare life to an orange, some oranges are big and sour, while others are small but sweet. Most people complain that the orange is sour because it is big, or that it is small because it is sweet. If it were me, I would be happy and satisfied because oranges are big or sweet. " Life is like this. Facing the crisis depends on the attitude towards it. Pessimism and sinking will only get farther and farther away from success. There is a new attempt, and the other way may be a thoroughfare. ...

My crisis story exam composition 9

Crises always come and go quietly, but sometimes we are surprised to find ourselves in a situation called "crisis".

In the second semester of the second grade, I had to face the senior high school entrance examination of biology and geography. Maybe this day is a big day for me. A sudden virus epidemic confined us at home, and we couldn't teach each other face to face. Without the vigorous learning atmosphere of the school, students and teachers are miserable, and I suffer greatly. Facing the computer, online teaching is quite boring. After the initial novelty passed, my state plummeted and my learning efficiency plummeted like an avalanche. The world of flowers and flowers is fascinating, but there is no strict teacher to lecture me. I naturally fell into the whirlpool of the internet, which is also the beginning of my crisis.

As time went on, the school finally announced the resumption of classes. From the moment I first stepped into the school gate, I suddenly felt a little afraid that the bitter fruit during the online class might come.

The new teacher, the new meal sharing system and the new learning atmosphere wrapped me like glue. The bad consequences during the online class led to the bad consequences of my poor work, but I didn't know that there was a wild animal licking its fangs in the dark, trying to tear me to pieces and swallow me up.

The monthly exam is coming, so I don't understand it in the examination room. No, as helpless as a drowning man. Three days later, the results came out and slipped out of the top ten in the class. It was a bolt from the blue. At that moment, I suddenly felt deep regret and anger in my heart. I see, if I don't work hard, I will be executed by reality one day.

In the past two months, I have devoted all my energy to my study, but I was still scared off by my own madness. The beast secretly called "crisis" has retreated.

August 10, looking at the report card on my mobile phone, I was ecstatic. This is my final achievement. Although I regret the failure of geography, at least, I defeated myself.

After the crisis receded, it was a miracle called "opportunity", but the miracle was not accidental. It is condensed by a drop of sweat and repeated efforts. Beautiful crystal.

This is my crisis story. It is neither breathtaking nor magnificent, but it is priceless to me.

My crisis story exam composition 10

When a strong man leaves, he is liable to catch a cold, or the last meal in hunger and cold. Or did the crowd disperse in the roar of fighter planes? But for me, the crisis was that time, and I almost missed the Excellence.

You are excellent. Excellent grades, the envy of peers and the praise of teachers all told me this. But when I entered the first day of the third grade, there was a crack in this categorical judgment, which made my heart thump.

"The first group of statistics can't keep up with the list of people in the team", and the teacher's inhuman cold voice rang again. "Little A ..., ... a classmate, how can it be you again?" He looked up at me in surprise. I am so ashamed that I want to scratch the ground with my head, but I can only stand and try to explain: "Teacher, I ……………………………………………………………………………………………………" I don't know which hateful guy is imitating my voice. Suddenly, the silent team exploded the pot, booing, laughing and pointing. The second is. I buried my head even lower.

"Running is not a reason, small, but sports scores should be included in the results of the senior high school entrance examination. Think for yourself. There are such good grades, but it can't be because of sports ... "It's still good persuasion, but no one knows. When I looked down, my tears burst out of control. I am very sad, and an unprecedented sense of crisis rises in my heart.

But I'm not reconciled after all. I don't want to be hurt by such a small sports crisis. I am determined to solve it.

Since then, I have changed my quiet personality. Under the scorching sun, on the green field where no one is looking closely, although it is difficult, it is my resolute figure; In the bleak autumn wind, beside the sparsely populated sports equipment, I jumped and fell again and again; It's raining and snowing, which is the heavy pressure for me to keep biting my teeth. Day after day, month after month, whether the weather is hot or cold. Dare not stop, never stop. Because I am afraid that once I stop, the sense of crisis will almost catch me.

Heaven rewards diligence. Finally, one day, I can move forward in formation instead of struggling. I can also jump out as light as a swallow driven by self-confidence; The sitting body flexion tester, once regarded as the devil's ruler, has become my handy trick. From the teacher's approving eyes. I finally understand what I solved and what I got. (transfer)

Maybe this is the so-called crisis. I mused and frowned slightly. "Not bad?" I sighed softly, and my smile grew stronger and stronger. Yes, it's just a superficial obstacle. After the crisis, I am a better and more confident teenager.

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