Two things happened.

1. I have many unforgettable memories, some happy and some sad ... but the one that scared me to pee my pants is unforgettable.

It was an afternoon in my third grade. I sat on the sofa and watched Doraemon leisurely. Daxiong is really funny. He attracted me deeply. But after a long time, I feel that the angle of the TV is wrong and I am very tired. I think this TV set is set too obliquely. Let me correct it! So, I moved the TV. I just walked up to the TV and thought, This TV must be very heavy. I must use all my strength to move it. With this in mind, I tried my best to move the TV, but it was not as heavy as I thought. I moved it easily. At that time, I was shocked and froze. By the time I realized it, my hand was out of control and the TV set fell to the ground with a bang.

I had an idea at that time: the TV is going to explode, run! I immediately ran to the next room and closed the door for fear of being blown up by the TV. After a few minutes, the TV seems to have nothing to do. At this moment, I thought: Dad will come home soon. He won't kill me if he sees the TV set fall to the ground! I had to bite the bullet and approach the TV carefully, but I was worried that if the TV suddenly exploded at this moment, it would definitely blow me to pieces! Thinking of this, I blocked the chair in front, so that I could block it a little.

I gently put the TV back in place, turned it on again, and found that everything was normal. At this time, the stone that has been hanging in my heart finally fell to the ground.

Sure enough, dad will be back soon. Fortunately, I put it fast, otherwise it would be miserable!

Since then, I have been much more careful in my work.

2. Two things happened in the summer vacation, and I wrote an essay "My Summer Life".

This is a holiday. As the bell rings, our summer vacation begins.

After the holiday, I tried my best to win my mother's consent, and finally I could relax for a day and no longer have to deal with the "dumb teacher"-books.

The next day, I started a "race" with my summer homework. In the constant "race" with summer homework, I consume its "physical strength" bit by bit. With the help of my parents, I finally got my summer homework, but my summer homework also has a "younger brother"-the teacher's additional homework-formulas, words, dialogues and diaries. I kept writing, and finally I passed.

My summer vacation life is colorful, not only with homework, but also with relaxation. Sometimes my parents take me to travel, and sometimes I make friends with computers, which is a collection of wisdom.

I don't know when, whenever I open my sleepy eyes, grandma's "tweeter" begins to work. "Mom is going to work. Go and take her downstairs." I managed to get dressed. Once, I put on my mother's vest. Just downstairs, an uncle looked at me and secretly smiled. I thought my uncle won 5 million, and he was so happy. I say good morning to my uncle. My uncle pointed to my clothes and said, "How did you grow up overnight?" ! Your mother's clothes suit you, too? I suddenly realized that I was wearing the wrong clothes. My face turned into a red apple. I turned my head and strode home. On the way back, I realized that everything should be meticulous.

My summer vacation life is not only like this, but also do some housework as much as possible, such as planing potatoes, washing dishes and mopping the floor. . Children love not only learning, but also working.

This is my summer vacation life, and you?

Write down one or two things that happened in the bell-"As soon as the bell rang, the students hurried back to their seats and sat down solemnly. No one spoke.

After a while, before the teacher came, the classroom was as lively as a vegetable market. The students were talking when the teacher didn't come; Some run around; Others tell jokes loudly ... it was quiet just now, but now it is chirping like a bird. Everyone is laughing as if the classroom is their king of thailand. The student in charge of discipline said loudly: "Don't talk, whoever speaks will be recorded on the blackboard!" " "The students suddenly quieted down. Suddenly, a classmate gave a strange cry, which made everyone laugh and the classroom boiled again. Some students are remembered, but they still pretend as if nothing has happened and are still talking about things. Some students sang pop songs loudly, and everyone learned to sing in his out-of-tune voice. For safety, some students ran to the door of the classroom and sneaked out. "No, the teacher is coming! "Students ran back to their seats in a panic. Immediately, the teachers were very calm.

The teacher came into the classroom with a big smile on her face. Seeing the students sitting up straight, she said, "Yes, it's quiet!" " "The students in charge of discipline have difficulties and can't say it. The students were guilty, looked at each other and secretly smiled.

Not original, for reference only.

4. Two things happened at home and at school. 400 words rushed by like running water, and many memories faded with the passing of days.

But one thing moved me very much, which happened in the third grade. Until today, I can still remember that scene clearly, as if I saw a touching picture, which made me vivid.

It was my second grade, and one morning I went to school as usual. In the second class in the morning, I feel headache and dizziness. It was extremely painful at that time. I thought: just once, so I gritted my teeth and endured it.

By noon, the symptoms were worse than in the morning. My head is getting more and more painful and dizzy. When I lift my head slightly upward, my forehead is extremely hot, my body is extremely uncomfortable, my throat is burning, my joints are sour and rising.

I didn't eat a mouthful of rice, lying on my desk, almost in a semi-coma state. In the afternoon, I went to exercise. However, my skin feels pain. Although it was burning, I opened my eyes slightly, raised my head and looked around. Many classmates surrounded me. "What's the matter with you? Is it uncomfortable? " I blinked.

"You'd better go home!" "No, how can he go alone?" The students began to talk loudly. "You put this on your head. My mother is like this when I have a fever. "

Yang Ruilin dipped her towel in cold water and put it on my head. Then, she said to the other students, "Go down first and I'll take care of her." After my classmates left, she called my mother with a calling card to pick me up.

Then, I moved some chairs to build a "bed" for me, brought me a basin of cold water and put it next to me. After a while, she soaked a towel in cold water and put it on me again. After a while, she brought me a cup to drink more water. For a while, she asked me if I was comfortable. She was sweating all over.

I didn't get up until physical education class finished class and my mother picked me up. I went to the hospital accompanied by my mother. Although it has been more than a year, I still can't forget it until now.

Because it fully expresses the friendship between classmates, it also lets us know the friendship between classmates-it is indispensable in the world.

Two things happen in one day, and the composition of five people will be strange to you. Why write happy things instead of unforgettable things?

Growing up, this is my most unforgettable and happiest thing. I once had a dream, and my father said, "I bought a magical gift." Not in my dream. In my dream, my father took me to buy presents and went to the supermarket the next day. Dad took me to buy Poké mon. The dream came true the next day. Dad took me to the supermarket early in the morning and bought me a Poké mon, which was the first thing that made me happy.

The second thing that makes me happy is that I used to have a skating competition with my brother. This time, I made up my mind to surpass my brother, and everything I paid paid paid off. This sentence is really good. I competed with my brother 12 times and lost 12 times. This time, I washed away the lessons of the previous 12 times and accumulated experience. Finally, I won my brother. I am proud that I defeated my brother.

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6. Composition Two things happened at home and school 400 words 1. This class is physical education class. The PE teacher asked us to run 10 laps around the playground. After hearing the news, we looked at the PE teacher with a sad face.

One thing that happened at school, writing 400 words.

We started running, running with hatred. In the process of running, I accidentally sprained my foot, but the PE teacher told me to keep running, which made me very sad.

Finally, after running, the students gathered around and asked with concern, "What happened? Does it hurt? " I said, "fortunately, it doesn't hurt too much." The student said, "The PE teacher is too vicious. It's really disgusting that you have to keep running because of your sprained foot. "

Suddenly the PE teacher came towards us and the students ran away one by one. When the PE teacher came over, I was very scared, and my legs were shaking, afraid that the teacher would say me. To my surprise, this teacher, who was called vicious by my classmates, asked me with concern that she had just sprained her foot. Does it hurt? I said excitedly, "It doesn't hurt." The PE teacher left safely, and the students came over and asked, "What did the PE teacher say just now?" I said, "Actually, the PE teacher is not as vicious as you said, because he is just asking me if it hurts? I'm ecstatic. I hope you won't talk about him again, okay? " The students opened their eyes in surprise. They didn't expect the PE teacher to care about people, so they were curious about it.

Since then, students' bad feelings towards PE teachers have disappeared, and students and PE teachers have also got along well. They often chat with PE teachers during the preparatory period and have a good time.

I love my PE teacher, and of course, my classmates think so!

2.

Many things have happened at home, but there is one thing I will never forget. I remember some time ago, my family was always restless at night. Every night, just after we go to bed, a mouse always runs around the house. My mother gnashed her teeth and said, "I must catch this hateful mouse." One day, the opportunity finally came. I am eating delicious food. Suddenly, a gray mouse rushed out from under me and ran into the corner like a silver lightning. I thought: did the mouse settle down in it? I shouted, "Mom, mouse! Mom, mouse! " So, I took a broom and my mother took a bamboo stick. At the same time, we both hit hard in the direction where the mouse escaped. At this time, the mouse was hiding from the east and squeaking as if to say, "I'm dead, I'm dead." I found that the mouse had escaped under the sofa. My mother told me to close the door and move the sofa at once. Just then, the mouse came out. How clever my mother is! Step on the mouse's paw with one foot. The mouse was killed by my mother and me. At this time, my mother was out of breath and I was exhausted. From that day on, my family recovered its former calm.

7. Composition Two things that happened between me and a person There are many loves in 750 words of life, but each one represents a different meaning. Some are friends' love, which is called friendship, and some are mothers' love for their children, which is called maternal love. There are many kinds of love that cannot be expressed.

Motherly love is the greatest love of time. My mother really loves me too much in normal life. Below, I will choose two things that are most touching.

I can't forget that. It was a cloudy day. I was in class, and all I heard was thunder outside. At this time, I panicked, because it was going to rain, and I didn't bring my umbrella. It's raining too hard outside.

After school, all the students in our class are quietly waiting for the rain to stop. I was just about to watch it outside when I suddenly saw a vague figure coming towards our class, getting closer and closer. I realized it was my mother.

My mother walked hard all the way. My mother hugged me tightly for fear that I might get wet. I finally got home. It hardly rains on me, but my mother is soaked through.

The love between friends is pure and friendly. Friends can help each other, and they can complain to their friends when they encounter anything.

8. One or two things happened while learning Chinese. On Sunday afternoon, my parents went out and my mother told me to leave. "It may rain today, don't forget to collect your clothes!"

After a while, the sky was overcast and it seemed to rain cats and dogs. I remembered my mother's instructions, so I quickly put down my pen and ran to the yard. I just went out and saw grandma Wang struggling to collect clothes next door. Grandma Wang's son works in other places, leaving her alone. The old man is old and slow to move. So I hurried to help her. I just received grandma Wang's clothes. I ran in the rain, but I was still late. The rain wet my clothes.

In the evening, my mother came back. When she saw the clothes, her face immediately became gloomy and shouted, "You child, why can't you even do this well!" " I quickly explained what happened to my mother. I thought my mother would be happy to hear my words, but she said rudely, "Grandma Wang Can can't accept it herself. What are you messing around with? " "Mom!" I said loudly, "Grandma Wang is so old, can her legs and feet compare with ours?" And it was a rainy day, and he helped me tidy my clothes, and my clothes were soaked. ""Her clothes are ordinary clothes, and it doesn't matter if they are wet. My clothes are all famous brands! "

I have no reason. My factory looked at my mother who scrutinized her high-end clothes like a stranger and shed tears. Mom, isn't it better for neighbors to help each other and live in harmony than your fancy clothes?

9. Two things happened between classmates, one in detail and the other in my memory. She is a helpful girl. Do you know why? Please listen to me slowly. I am the team leader and only accept members.

I'm serious, but

-I took one once.

I was a new official at that time. If I took my notebook away, I wouldn't be laid off! So, I was anxious like an ant on hot bricks-running around. At this time,

Came over and asked softly, "what's the matter? Is there something missing? I lost a sentence impatiently: "Chinese book." "She left after listening, and I secretly scolded her: she didn't help me find it, but she also asked, which was really annoying. But after a while, she came again and said to me.

It's not in this book either Let me help you find it! "Then I realized that she was helping me find the book! Guilt flooded my mind. Finally,

exist

I found it in the kitchen. I'll go. Thank you.

But she said, "Don't thank me, thank me."

She found it. "I know she didn't find it, but I am still very grateful to her. I have been in poor health since I was a child and often feel dizzy. That time, she helped me. .

That afternoon, after school, my head was dizzy again. I happened to be an A.

I left my umbrella in the classroom and the door of the classroom was locked again. I thought to myself, alas! I have to go home in the rain, but my head is dizzy. I don't know if I can hold on. Damn it, I forgot my money and I can't call my mother. Take a risk!

At this time, angel lee appeared again and said, "I"

All right! "I refused to say," Never mind, I can go. " But she said, "You look pale. Why did you walk back and get wet? "Finally, I said I couldn't stand her and asked her to take me home. On the way, it rained harder and harder. She always leans her umbrella beside me and holds me, even though I am soaked to the skin when she works. Back home, watching her far away, the feeling of dizziness has been felt.

It was all washed away.

I am about to graduate from primary school. If you ask me which classmate I want to see most after graduation, I will tell you right away. My answer is that I want to see Li Jia most.

Six years in primary school seems to be a long time, but it is also a short time. I have left many unforgettable memories here, the most unforgettable of which is the deep and pure friendship between my classmates and me.

Every time we have a break, there will always be hearty laughter in our class. That person is my good "buddy"-Zhao Yuxiong. He has short hair,

Pale eyebrows and a pair of curious eyes. He looks like a "living fairy" all day. The expression on her face is always sunny.

Looking back on the scenes in the past six years, I am very moved.

I remember the teacher saw me off after the final exam in grade three.

I found a place in it that was not clearly printed, so I wanted to look for it.

Excuse me. But Zhao Yuxiong went to the choir to sing, so I found the exercise book in his schoolbag and took it away. But what I never expected was that just when I was about to return it to him, his homework actually

I was so anxious that I rummaged everywhere. But there was still no sign of Ben. Just when I was at a loss, Zhao Yuxiong came back. He rummaged through his schoolbag and seemed to find that his notebook was missing. I went over and said, "Brother Zhao, there is something I don't know if I should say." he

He asked, "What's the matter?" "I ... I lost your book ..." I think Zhao Yuxiong must be.

I waited for the storm to come. Unexpectedly, he just sighed deeply and said nothing. As soon as I saw it, I quickly knelt on the ground with my hands clenched and said respectfully, "Thank you for your kindness in not killing me. I will never forget it. " Then he smiled and the big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

After the summer vacation, I went back to school and an incredible thing happened. Zhao Yuxiong didn't buy a new one himself, but borrowed one from others. Every time I think about it, my heart is warm. He is really my good friend.

I remember another time, when I was in the fifth grade, my composition level was below average in my class. Compositions are always written sitting down. My good buddy Zhao Yuxiong volunteered to help me correct my composition. After class, I sat in front of him, listened to his advice and carefully revised my composition. Even punctuation marks, he should carefully consider, which one?

Can't escape his eyes. At this time, Rao Shuai came to play with Zhao Yuxiong. Zhao Yuxiong ignored Rao Shuai, who called him again. His determination to correct my composition remains firm. He refused him with a humorous sentence: "Sorry, the user you called is helping people to correct their composition. Please dial again later. " We all laughed. Rao Shuai left, and with the help of Zhao Yuxiong, my composition was finally published. Not only the handwriting left by the teacher, but also the blue paper left by Zhao Yuxiong.

Endless stories, students' feelings about not playing, even in primary school.

At the end of my life, these lovely images will remain in my heart forever. Maybe we will never be together again, but I am willing to keep this friendship in my heart! Forever, forever ...

10. Writing a composition requires two things. I don't know when to start 400 words. It is always easy to think of that girl with short and thin hair and always faint mood.

Her name is Tang Shanshan and she is one of my few friends.

After the earthquake in 2008, several classes of Grade One in Senior High School were forced to "borrow" from another school, that is, to borrow teaching venues. It was Tang Shanshan who accompanied me through the most difficult time.

I remember her fetching water for me, helping me with my lunch box, sweeping the floor together, stealing snacks together, and wandering around the campus after dinner together. ...

The most impressive time was in the canteen. I was very weak and angered a shrew in another school, and was chased by this woman. Naturally, I am no match for her. Tang Shanshan is waiting for me outside the canteen. She is always depressed. She actually responded to the bitch with a high decibel and took my hand and walked to the classroom without looking back. Maybe it's because I'm weak. I just feel so wronged that tears can't help flowing down, string by string.

I squatted on the table, motionless for a long time, who also ignore who. I know that Tang Shanshan is worried, and I have heard her call me many times, but I just want to cry quietly, and it will be fine if my tears run out. I think her concern must be sincere, I can feel it.

Later, in the second day of junior high school, the school built a prefabricated house-although the conditions are still very bitter, it is better than "borrowing" in other schools.

I have a poor personality. When I am with strangers, I don't say a word. I talk too much when I am with people I know. The most terrible thing is that I have a poisonous snake. Sometimes the mouth reacts faster than the brain, which will inevitably offend some people. So is Tang Shanshan.

She is the kind of person who keeps things to herself. I never realized that she cared about my words, and I continued to speak like a fool without thinking.

Later, I also found that she was getting colder and colder to me, but I didn't converge at all. On the contrary, I thought she was too stingy, until one day the winter vacation was coming, and I heard a classmate say, "Tang Shanshan said hello ..."

We never spoke again. Although we didn't make it clear, I know this friendship broke up like this.

But I still don't care. It's not that I don't cherish this friendship, but I think it's only a matter of time before we get together. Just like me and another friend, a few months of cold war was inexplicably solved, even if those months of indifference were by no means busy.

It is with this mentality that I spent a happy winter vacation happily, but the changes in the next semester of Senior Two came too suddenly, and I was so caught off guard.

Tang Shanshan dropped out of school and went far away with her parents. We haven't had time to make up.

Parting is something that everyone will experience, and I have no problem with it. I just feel sad to leave like this.

I once regretted why I was sad after Tang Shanshan left, why I didn't do anything to make up for this friendship, but what can I do if I think about it carefully? Apologize and communicate? What are you going to say? what can I say?

After all, the past is the past. Now, there is no intersection between Tang Shanshan and my life. I don't even have contact information with her-I asked her classmates several times, but I gave up after all.

All I can do is recall those past events over and over again, and taste those faded joys and sorrows over and over again. ...