Quarrel storm composition

In normal study, work or life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. I believe many people will find writing difficult. The following is my quarrel composition, which is for reference only and I hope it will help you.

One day when I came home from school, I saw my brother very unhappy and asked him, "What's the matter with you?" My brother answered like a bitter gourd on his face: "Yo-Yo was taken to China by his neighbor's aunt!" " "

I said, "Good!"

"Good what good, we just let her look after the children, but she didn't tell us, pulling leisurely went to their hometown. She didn't take milk powder, and she didn't dare to eat it indiscriminately. She can only eat some steamed buns. "

"ah! What should I do? "

"I can only wait." After listening to my brother, I can't sit still.

"Youyou, if there is anything, I will definitely fight with them." My brother said with chagrin.

At this time, my mother shouted "dinner!" "I have to go to eat. It's past seven after dinner. Youyou hasn't come back yet, and my brother is more anxious. He's kicking around, and he's worried sick. My brother has never been so anxious before. Mom is also very anxious and keeps calling them. Suddenly, my brother lost his temper and complained about his mother. He quarreled with her, and I was trembling with fear. I knew my mother had a bad temper, so I quickly said to my brother, "It's okay. Youyou will come back safely soon. Don't worry, wait a little longer. "At this time, my mother was annoyed and shouted," Get out of the way. I don't believe it today. I can't cure your brother. "I don't understand. I have to tell my father. I quietly took my mother's mobile phone away, hid in the room and dialed my father's phone: "Something happened! Something happened! "

"What?"

"Brother and mother quarrel, I don't listen to anything. My mother listens to you best. Come back and talk about them! "

"Ok, I'll be right back." After a while, my father came back and finally let my brother and mother stop fighting. I finally don't have to worry anymore.

After a while, leisurely sent back, the family also calmed down.

To tell you the truth, Yo-Yo is my brother's child, which is why my brother lost his temper. Alas, the child has only been gone for a while, and he is extremely anxious. What if he grows up and flies away?

I remember that time, after lunch, I went to my friend's house to play. When we get to his house, we will compete with Lego bricks to see who can spell it well and quickly!

After more than an hour of competition and the assembly of thousands of parts, I have finished two thirds. Just as I was elated, my companion turned around and accidentally touched my hand. The parts in my hand slammed into the building blocks at hand with the force of gravity acceleration. With a crisp sound, the assembled building blocks suddenly fell apart!

Suddenly, I was furious! Before my heartless companion found out, he happily said to me, "Haha, I won!" " "

I was very angry when I heard that. In an instant, he lost his mind, grabbed his Lego bricks, threw them on the ground and stepped on them with his feet!

My companion was so scared that he could only point to my nose and say, "What are you doing? Don't play if you can't afford to lose! "

In this way, we had a big fight and broke up!

After eating, I always feel a stone in my heart. I shouldn't be angry with him. He didn't mean to, but I broke his building block on purpose. Just as I hesitated to apologize to him, the doorbell rang at home.

It's him! He appeared in front of me, and we looked at each other, a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I" said in unison, and we were all apologizing to each other. I rushed to say, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have damaged your building blocks on purpose." It's my fault! " "

He also said: "This is also my fault. Your building block is broken, I shouldn't gloat! " "Voice down, we both laughed!

Yes, what is such a storm? I don't long for friendship without quarrels. I hope friendship can be brothers for life after quarreling!

May the flower of friendship between us never bloom and never fade!

Quarrel Storm Composition 3 One night, the young master fell asleep and vaguely heard someone quarreling, and the quarrel was fierce. "Hey? Who will quarrel in this dead of night? " The young master listened carefully with suspicion. First, I heard the voice of an ear. It screamed, "I am the boss." Without me, the little master can't hear the sound, the singing of birds and the wonderful music. How monotonous the little master's world should be How dangerous it is if you walk into the street and can't hear the horn. Therefore, I am qualified to be ... "My eyes interrupted me before my ears finished." Come on, you, if it weren't for me, the life of the little master would be miserable, and its world would be dark, and you wouldn't appreciate this beautiful world. Moreover, human beings say that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and the young master should communicate with others through me. Therefore, it is impossible without me, and the boss's position should belong to me. "At this time, the eyebrows also said unconvinced:" Don't underestimate me, I have a great role. With me, the little master will become beautiful and can protect my eyes from the rain when it rains. My flexible body can also express young master's mood, and you can know young master's mood through me. I should be the boss. " Hearing this, the nose snorted and said, "Listen to my function. I can help my master distinguish between fragrance and smell. With my master, I can smell delicious rice and fragrant flowers. If it weren't for me, the host might think of liquor as sprite. At night, the master depends on me to breathe. You forget how hard it was to have a stuffy nose last time. Boss, let me be the boss. "

The mouth slowly opened: "Don't argue. Think about it, if I don't send food into your body to increase energy and strengthen nutrition, your function will be useless. If my function is gone, the host can't talk or sing. You say, can I do it without me? Who is the boss if I don't do it? " Just as they were quarrelling as a bee, they kept patting their hearts silently and saying, "Don't argue. In fact, each of you has his own advantages and disadvantages, and the owner is incomplete without it. You should unite, cooperate with each other, learn from each other's strengths and better serve the host. " After listening to Brother Xin's words, the five senses suddenly realized that they should do their work in a down-to-earth manner and stop arguing about who is the boss.

The students began to get restless. Let's settle down and start to arrange our homework for tonight. The teacher's voice rang and the students immediately quieted down. There is a lot of homework tonight. We should change two Chinese books, one math book and two pages in Huanggang. The students are sighing.

As soon as I got home, I quickly picked up chopsticks and began to gobble. After dinner, I didn't dare to delay for a moment and started to do my homework without stopping. I'll take out my Chinese and write it first. I wrote a question that I couldn't write, so I ran to ask my mother: I can't write this question. Is the teacher absent from class? My mother gave me a look, and I began to say impatiently, hey, the teacher didn't tell me this question. I asked you to tell me this question. Why do you talk so much nonsense? Mother picked up the test paper and looked at it. The question is to find out the goose's pace from the text. Did you read this article well? I said loudly: I can't find it! My mother heard me speak loudly, so her eyes began to burn, pointing to the homework and flew into a rage: you won't read the composition several times before you start answering questions. I watched my mother get angry, so I watched it.

An hour later, before I finished my homework, my mother began to urge me not to dawdle. What time is it now? can you hurry up a little ? As soon as I heard what she said, I began to fly into a rage There are still several problems that need to be corrected. Can you stop talking? Finally, my mother couldn't bear it, and began to yell at the lion: She didn't listen to the lecture in class, didn't do her homework seriously, and made mistakes in the exam. If you were more careful, you wouldn't have so many wrong questions. Won't you correct the wrong questions less? You still have to write this step. It's not over. Not to be outdone, I said that it was because these questions were too difficult and there was too much homework, so I wrote them so late. I didn't dawdle! Mother was livid. The anger in my eyes is about to set me on fire. Her breathing is getting louder and louder, and her chest is constantly fluctuating. I feel like my mother is about to explode. So he bowed his head and dared not say anything. Gradually, mother's anger began to subside. A war without smoke ended like this. I dare not delay time. Speed up and finish your homework.

Hey! For homework, my mother and I went through countless verbal battles, and each time it was a fierce quarrel. I hope the teacher will leave less homework and have a magic pen that can write quickly and well. So mom won't worry about my homework anymore.

It's raining today, just like our classmates' mood, to be exact, it belongs to Jia Peifeng and Song Runfa.

They are a famous pair of "enemies" in Class Three, Grade Four, and they are quarreling again.

The reason is that Song Runfa accidentally met Jia Peifeng with an umbrella, and it was not a big problem. Jia Peifeng was narrow-minded and fought back. They are enemies themselves, which is terrible. The second world war began.

Song Runfa has a stunt-flicking his fingers. Picked up a piece of chalk, said nothing, and threw it in the past with a 360-degree rotation, hitting the bull's-eye-Jia Peifeng's nose. Jia Peifeng turned the dark clouds into wind and rain and cried bitterly. Pour out the contents of Song Runfa's schoolbag and throw them outside the door. When Song Runfa saw that his "precious" schoolbag was O, he flew into a rage and threw Jia Peifeng's super tattered pencil box in the trash can.

This stirred up a hornet's nest, and the two started a "sumo" competition. Song Runfa pulled down Jia Peifeng's trousers to reveal his small autumn trousers. Wow! What a pity! Jia Peifeng is determined to fight to the death with Song Runfa. Song Runfa, who is the enemy of this small body? Seeing that things were not good, he started to run. He also knows thirty-six strategies, and walking is the best policy.

As a result, I was desperate and ran into the teacher who came to class. Oh, no. This is the end of the world. The battle has been scheduled. After all, a pair of educated enemies are two grasshoppers tied to the same rope.

None of us think so at all. The two girlfriends may have played again that day, because the same thing has happened for the third time.

We have quarreled these two days, and I am very unhappy. The reason for the quarrel is simple, that is, he lied to me. He used his ex-girlfriend's WeChat notes as the names of his male classmates to cheat me. When I found out, I asked him if he would continue to play dumb and cheat me. I don't want to be unhappy all the time, but I am really unhappy. I don't know whether such a thing is big or small. I really want to believe him, everything about him, everything he said before. But it's really, really sad to find yourself cheated. It seems that I suddenly lost confidence in everything. Although he kept apologizing to me and said that he would never lie to me again, I was still very sad and confused.

Whenever this happens, I always think of someone. I always think of the past, think of the past. But time can't go back, the past is the past. I can't always hold on to his mistakes, torture myself and torture him. I have to tell myself that it's really nothing. He may have lied to me because he really didn't want to make me angry. Sometimes it's really hard to think about women. If there is a next life, I want to be a man, find a beloved woman, be kind to her, love her and not make her sad. We had a heated argument when I found out that he lied to me. I trembled with anger when I saw him refer to her as the name of a male classmate, because I thought he was the last person to lie to me. I knelt on the playground and cried badly. I don't know how I got here that day. We have been arguing about this problem for two days. A little tired. Forget it, let it go. I don't want to be so tired anymore.

Trust only once. If it is broken, you should be prepared in the future. Let nature take its course and be normal. I hope to be happy in the future.

At noon today, there was another "big quarrel between men and women" in the class, but it was caused by an ordinary trivial matter.

At noon, the classroom is noisy, and I am doing the Chinese "Huanggang Little Champion".

"what! What are you doing! " The sound reached my ears. I looked at the crowd and vaguely saw Tang Jianwei's red face and tears that had already filled his eyes. What's wrong? I quickly put down my pen, and before I could close the book, I hurried into the crowd. It was Liu who appeared in front of me. Her face turned red, and "red" continued to her ears, while Tang Jianwei continued to cry and shout: "Liu! I wear lip oil, not lipstick! " He was panting and very excited! "What did I say to you? Didn't I just say you wore lipstick? What's the big deal! " Liu tried to shout. Standing aside, I really can't watch it anymore. I went up to persuade him, "Stop it, what's the big deal! If everyone has been so concerned, isn't everyone's mood worse? Then why should we do this? " Tang Jianwei sat in his position, still crying and fiddling with something on his mobile phone. Jiang Wenjun leaned in to see, "Mom, I'm going to transfer next semester. They all call me a sissy!" " "

We were all stunned until ...

After class in physical education class, we happened to see Tang Jianwei's mother. She is talking to someone on the phone: "The child was ridiculed in class and sent a text message saying that he would transfer to another school. I want to talk to the school leaders ... "

We gasped, what can we do? My parents are here, so it seems that this matter has made a big deal.

At this time, Tang Jianwei came over "Mom!" Several of us gathered around their mother and son. "Aunt, don't let Tang Jianwei transfer, ok?" I can't help but say. Aunt calmly said, "I didn't say I would transfer him away!" " "We are relieved. Under the persuasion of our aunt and me, Tang Jianwei finally forgave Liu and played with us.

The storm is finally over. Yes! Between classmates, if we can increase some tolerance, understanding and respect for each other, this kind of thing will not happen in the five of us. Is it repeated in the big family of Class Two?

At noon on February 3rd, my father took me to Lamian Noodles Restaurant for Lamian Noodles. After eating, we went for a walk. When I arrived at the door of Trust-Mart and saw someone quarreling, the city management came. From their quarrel, I heard that an old man riding an electric car scratched the skin of a car, so the owner quarreled with him and demanded compensation. So the old man's daughter scolded him with two particularly ugly words. The owner of the car was not a doormat, so he was slapped hard and a red mark immediately appeared on his face. So he cursed even more fiercely, almost cursing his master's ancestors for eighteen generations. Passers-by were busy persuading, but no one would listen. The shopkeeper shouted, "don't you have long eyes?" I don't want to make up for scratching my car! " The old man's daughter is not a vegetarian either. She cried unconvinced, "Are you blind? Are you right? What right do you have? "

"I'm better than you! You don't have to offend anyone, do you ! "

"Then you shouldn't hit me! It hurts! It hurts! What makes sense? Try to find some crutches! "

"I'll find it! Who told you not to make amends for damaging someone else's car? ! "

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Seeing this situation, my father took me away, probably because I was afraid that I could not absorb a good education. Then he said to me, "It's almost the Spring Festival. What are you typing?" . Do you want to spend the New Year at the police station? Going home for a stable year is king! "I echoed again and again:" that is, quarreling over such a trivial matter is really not worth it! "

Dad smiled with relief after listening to my words, probably because he was glad that his daughter didn't participate in the quarrel!

Quarrel storm composition 9 "Ah! It's so crowded I said. At first glance, such a big table is not enough? I looked up, and boy, Xiaojun at the same table actually surpassed the 38th parallel and occupied about 10 square centimeter of my land.

I was a little angry and whispered to him, "Please lean over there." He didn't seem to hear what I said, didn't respond at all, and gave me a look of disgust. I said impatiently, "Please lean over there!" He was still indifferent, and I said angrily, "Please lean over there, you have no ears! How many times have I told you? "

"Three times." The deskmate answered truthfully.

I said angrily, "You-you-"

"What's wrong with me? I can't talk! " The deskmate said with confidence.

"Is this your desk? Why not let me do my homework? " I'm even more angry.

"Is this your desk? Who stopped you from doing your homework? " The deskmate retorted. My angry face is like a red apple. Someone said, "Your land is so big and mine is so small, don't you see?"

"Didn't see" the deskmate became a nerd again.

"You-you-you are so cruel!" I hit my deskmate with my arm, and he suddenly cried, "I'll lean over here!" " "Say that finish, he reluctantly put his hand away.

Since the quarrel about land, none of us have spoken to anyone, and none of us have spoken to anyone.

Quarrel storm composition 10 Friends are not always sweet, and sometimes there are contradictions. After all, the depth of friendship also needs to be measured.

It has been more than two years since we met Anna. In the past two years, we quarreled over some trivial matters, but as time went on, those things gradually faded away. The only thing I remember deeply is the estranged contradiction provoked by others, which is still fresh in my memory.

As usual that day, after lunch, we chatted in the dormitory. Tina looks a little absent-minded, as if something is bothering her. She didn't say anything and no one asked. Everyone knows her temper. She didn't ask what she wanted to say and asked what she didn't want to say. When talking about the topic of "friendship", he said in a general way: "Alas, people can't judge by their appearances, and the sea can't be measured. Although I have known her for so long, I really don't know that she is such a person. " I smiled and asked, "Who is she?" "Who is it, who knows best!" Tina glared at me and said that seeing Tina's expression made me a little angry: "I didn't provoke you." Why do you come with me? " "Yes, you didn't mess with me. You didn't talk about me publicly, you talked about me behind my back. What is it? " Oh, it took a long time, for me too. I have a bad temper, so I got angry when I heard this. You said one thing, I said another, and no one would let anyone. We quarreled. The friend next to us dragged us to two invisible places before we stopped quarreling, but we were both very angry. From then on, we stopped talking and became strangers.

Afterwards, I thought about it carefully. I don't like gossiping behind others' backs, let alone my good friends. What did I do wrong to make Tina so angry? I really can't figure it out. Maybe we really don't have fate. Friends don't even have the minimum trust. How long can this friendship last?

Ten days later, Tina asked someone to transfer a letter to me. After reading the letter, I realized that it was a misunderstanding. Someone deliberately drove a wedge between us. Tina said that she was wrong that day and should not be biased and angry with me for no reason. She wants us to make up, "share joys and sorrows." We're back together. As for the man who broke the wedge, we said nothing but ignored him.

After this incident, the feelings between Tina and I deepened again. We kept in touch and used that thin piece of paper to convey our story.

Quarrel storm composition 1 1 finally arrived at school. I dragged my legs like platinum and walked home with a schoolbag that looked like several thousand pounds.

"When I come back from work, I know that I have a mobile phone and I don't know how to work." Mother's voice is like a soprano, shouting loudly. "Very well! I finished it in a few minutes, so it doesn't matter! " Dad's voice is like a weak chicken, he said softly.

In a few minutes. "Ah! Why are you still here! Hurry up and wash clothes! " Mom's eyes, staring at dad's eyes all the time. "I know, wait a minute!" Dad looked at his mobile phone and answered his mother's question.

A few minutes passed.

"Ah! Why don't you wash clothes? " My mother's body seems to be on fire. "Be careful! Your phone will be thrown out of the window. " "What do you want? If you have the ability to throw, I don't think you have any skill! " There was a contemptuous smile in dad's tone. "good! Bring it yourself! " Mom's eyes looked straight at dad. "I didn't lose my mobile phone. I use it to study and review for my children. Look, you can't even play mobile phones, and your child's grades can be improved! Isn't this killing two birds with one stone? " Mother scolded her father while thinking about how to improve her children's academic performance.

"Jiang Ting!" My mother said to me gently, "Bring me that long and hard pointer." I did it like a robot. "But there is no pointer at home." I went up to my mother and said, "I'm not at home." Then go and get your sister's Balala magic fairy! If she says no, I'll buy him another one. "

"bang!" Balala's little demon fairy was broken by her mother. Mom and dad are fighting! I looked at my parents, and my sad tears fell involuntarily. I couldn't help it, so I turned around and ran into the house.

Quietly returned to the room, fell on the bed, covered her face with a quilt, and burst into tears. My heart is like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. It's strange. I don't know what it feels like.

Mom and dad are good or bad. They never consider the feelings of our children, but only care about their own feelings. They will never know how sad and sad our hearts are. Every quarrel leaves a scar in my heart that will never be erased. It hurts.

I hope that when I wake up, they can make up again. ...

Quarrel Storm Composition 12 Quarrel is not common in our class, but can be seen everywhere. Some fight because of quarrels, some talk back because they are not convinced, and some go to the teacher to "go to court". I still remember that Wednesday, Li Jie and I had a quarrel on duty.

"Zhu, go and call someone on duty!" "I shouted, but they didn't listen." "You are the team leader, what are you sweeping? Go and tell them to sweep the floor. " Li Jie said and snatched the broom from my hand. If I insist on not giving it, I will continue to sweep the floor. "It's not the same thing to let them lazy people sweep the floor and let dogs catch mice. What's the use? " I retorted, "You are so kind, just ask them to sweep the floor. Can you ask them to clean it up? " In this way, we were at loggerheads and no one gave in, but in a short time, Li Jie was called "dumb" by me. Knowing that I couldn't beat me in the argument, I found a "savior"-Mr. Chen, and went to Mr. Chen to "sue" and said that I was irresponsible, which made me very angry. From that day on, we met like enemies.

Until Monday, we were still tit for tat. As it happens, Li Jie and I are on duty this week. I quickly finished my meal and went to the dormitory to prepare for duty. Perhaps it was because I was so lonely that I remembered that Wednesday. Perhaps, I really made a mistake in the composition of primary school students. Li Jie just wants to relax the team leader? Why should I be angry with him? "Apologize!" I said to myself, "If you don't apologize, you will feel guilty." Finally, I got up the courage to apologize to Li Jie.

Perhaps, sometimes the harm to others is just between right and wrong. What is "sorry"? I hope this storm is over and don't come again.