On that occasion, I really regretted it.

At that time, I really regretted it. Every child may lose his temper with his parents because of a trivial matter. The final result is often that parents "surrender" and agree to meet their children's needs. One day, this happened to me.

Because I really want a pair of expensive shoes, I quarreled with my mother. That night, my mother said, "You already have a pair of shoes similar to it. Why did you buy them? " ? I'm not naked! "I argued with my mother," I want to buy them. I just like those shoes. " Finally, mom agreed. She said tomorrow is the weekend, so I'll take you somewhere. I agreed happily.

When I got to that place, I was shocked. There is rubbish everywhere. I was surprised when I saw the people in the house. That's not a house, it's a "room" made of sticks and boards. There is a girl about my age who has never been to school. Although it is deep winter, she is still wearing sandals, shorts and sleeves, shivering in the wind, and there is an 80-year-old grandmother lying in bed with a quilt. "So poor, do not have enough to eat, wear bad, for that girl, going to school is a distant dream, and you have always been, mouth to mouth, pay attention to clothes. You just grew up in a different environment from her, but the gap is so big. Why? " Yes, why? Mom's question makes me want to talk to me for a day. After listening to my mother, I regretted it. Why should I buy such expensive shoes instead of understanding my parents? Later, I donated the money for shoes to the mountain village. At that moment, I was very happy.

We shouldn't care too much about it. When you see those children in the mountains, I think you will regret what you have done.

I really regretted my life at that time, just like a beautiful landscape painting. Happiness will make it beautiful. Sadness will make it ugly, like a stain. But with the passage of time, this "brush" that can wipe away "stains" will eventually become beautiful. But that time, even time can't be erased.

One day, my mother came back from her hometown with a white rabbit. I looked at the white rabbit and couldn't help singing: "White rabbit, ears are pricked up ..." After singing this description, look at the white rabbit in front of me. Exactly the same!

I soon made friends with this little white rabbit and named him "Xiaobai". I play with him every day after school, but I don't know that suffering is coming.

Tonight, I took Xiaobai for a walk in the yard. There are vegetables in our yard. Although we had finished our dinner, Xiaobai still didn't forget to take a bite of green vegetables.

The next day, it was Sunday. Mom and dad are out, leaving me alone. Suddenly, there was a sad cry in the living room. I hurried out and saw Xiao Bai being locked in a cage. I don't know whether I want to go out or come in. I held Xiao Bai in my arms. Xiaobai struggled for a while, and then stopped. I quickly called my parents. When they came back, Xiaobai's body was already stiff. Dad said, "It's food poisoning." It suddenly occurred to me that my parents used pesticides in the garden yesterday. If I told Xiao Bai not to eat small vegetables more carefully yesterday, Xiao Bai would be fine, but it's no use regretting.

If I could go back in time, I would definitely save Xiaobai.

That time, I really regret it. It was a sunny afternoon. I came to school from home reluctantly. At the beginning of school, I came to this new class, Class 3, Grade 6. Our head teacher is a female teacher, surnamed Chen, who is very strict, so I was forced to start my first day of school life. At school, some new students transferred to our class, and my friends from Class 1, Grade 5 were here, so I couldn't help having fun with them.

The next day, I met some people, including a new student. After I met this new student, I began to talk to him. I found that we have the same interests, so we became very good friends. Of course, Xiao Ming played with us, and the three of us became good friends and brothers who talked about everything. We helped each other, so our grades improved. Xiaoxian and I compete with each other, but Xiaoming is behind us. Once, my grades were low, and Xiaoxian was one of them, and I was a little lost. It happened that Xiaoxian borrowed a ruler from me and I lent it to him. Originally, we were good friends. She wanted to give it back to me online, but an accident happened. Xiaoxian accidentally broke my ruler. He apologized to me because. I insisted that he buy me a new ruler. Oda happened to have no money, so we were deadlocked for a while, and no one wanted to talk to anyone.

Later, after returning to the dormitory at night, I thought about it. It's really my fault. Originally a ruler was worthless. If it's broken, it's broken, and it won't hurt our friendship. So the next day, I apologized to Xiaoxian. Later, we made up. Since then, we have never had any conflicts, and we have maintained frequent contact until now.

I really regret that time, although I corrected it in time, but the lesson of that time made me understand that life can't care about some small things. Be tolerant, so as to make more good friends. I won't let myself regret anything again.

At that time, I really regretted it. Four people had many feelings, including happiness, sadness and regret ... People will experience these feelings many times in their lives. It was not until the third grade that I deeply knew what regret was like.

The night before it happened, Harry Potter bought by my father came to my house. I can't help being immersed in a mysterious world full of magic. Before I had time to do my homework, nature drew the sky with ink. I haven't even finished reading the book, so I naturally have no time to do my homework.

I woke up the next day thinking that I didn't do my homework and didn't have time to make up, so I began to pretend to be sick. It's a pity that my mother saw through my trick and told me to change clothes and go to school at once. All the clouds in the sky go hand in hand, but there is a dark cloud floating alone. Behind a flock of birds, the sick bird is trembling. When I was in the car, I was simply "nervous heart, trembling hands"! When I came to school, I felt that time had passed at once, and I didn't even know how I got upstairs. Looking at the classmate who is collecting homework coming step by step, I feel that she is a fierce beast, forcing my little rabbit into the corner. Of course, justice has a long history, and I was arrested.

I came to the teacher's office in fear. Seeing the teacher's expression, I knew what my classmates had said to her. Knowing the cause and effect of the incident, the teacher called my father to school. My mother is ill and can't come to school, and my father is very busy at work. But I have to have a guardian to educate me after making such a big mistake! So, my father got off work and came to talk to the teacher about the "good things" I did. Alas, I wish my mother could come to school to protect me! Finally, the teacher asked me to go home and make up my homework for one day. I walked across the campus like a street mouse. On the way home, my face was covered with dust, and a drop of sweat and tears intertwined to form a regrettable oil painting.

Dad went back to the company to continue working, and I also went home to complete the "debt". I want to throw a spell in front of my mother to comfort her. My mother started to scold me with anger. I feel very wronged and regret it. I didn't expect this. I just didn't do my homework! Is it serious enough that I want to go home? But can't I finish my homework carefully? Why can't I finish it quickly? At that time, a strong resentment accumulated in me, and I ran to my room and began to cry. I think the classmates and teachers who check their homework are a low wall on my way to study. Although it is not a big obstacle, it is still a threat. If it weren't for them and me, I wouldn't have ended up like this. But then my mother came in, and she told me to start my homework quickly, so I had to reluctantly start making up my homework. I dragged my feet on my homework, goofing around, and immediately wasted my time.

At that time, the hour hand of the clock pointed to the number 1, and I began to feel hungry. I heard something in the kitchen, thinking that my mother could cook, and my stomach gave out a loud "purr" in protest. But at this moment, the sound suddenly stopped. I ran out of the room and found that my mother was not cooking at all. When my mother saw me coming out, she said to me, "When will you finish your homework and when will we eat?" . I had to run back to my room and start making up my homework. It seems that there are two little people in my heart, which changed my mind and made me shake from side to side. Finally completed the task and realized the real regret.

I learned a lot under this lesson. Although it is not a good memory, it makes me understand the feeling of regret. I believe I won't do such stupid things again to increase my burden.

On that occasion, I really regret that everyone has encountered some hesitant moments in his life. But, you know what? Whenever your heart begins to struggle, the root of all evil "regrets" has quietly sown seeds in your heart, and "entanglement" is the best nutrient. So every time I think about that, I feel extremely regretful.

In the hot summer, I was walking in the street with a child, talking and laughing. The midday sun shines on the earth like a big fireball, as if to scorch it. The two of us were eating ice cream and walking home, feeling the coolness of the ice cream, and the anxiety of being baked in the hot sun was gradually suppressed. However, at this moment, there was a bang in my ear. It turned out that an old woman walking behind us accidentally stepped on a piece of garbage and fell down. I looked around, but my friend didn't notice when he went to throw garbage in front. Pedestrians turn a blind eye and rush on. At this time, my heart began to struggle: what should I do? Are you going to help grandma or not? What if I help grandma and blame me instead? But don't help ...

Just when I was hesitant, my little friend patted me and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why do you look unhappy? " "Nothing." I blurted out and looked at my friend's puzzled expression. I said, "Let's hurry home, or mother will be in a hurry." After listening, my little friend immediately took my hand and ran to the community, muttering while running: "Really, I will be scolded again when I go home." But I kept looking back anxiously, but unfortunately I didn't see the old woman. Maybe someone helped her up? With this in mind, I returned home with mixed feelings.

Looking back now, I also regret it very much. Why didn't I boldly go over and help grandma get up? I think, if I can have another chance, I will definitely help the old woman and remind her to pay more attention to her feet. Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.

I really regretted it at that time. Life is like a cup of tea. Even if it is bitter, it is only a moment, and it is sweet. Life is like a movie. Movies can be rewound, but life can't. Life is a multiple-choice question with no hesitation and no retreat.

The sun shines obliquely on the balcony, and the birds outside the window are chirping and noisy, which makes me cruelly knead the dictation book into a ball. In the hot June, I promised her with confidence that I would not play again next time. She kept smiling and praising me, but in the end I didn't be strict with myself.

Junior high school started, and the sun shone obliquely into the classroom. The rustling of pens on paper makes me nervous. As a final review, I casually looked at the picture book, confidently threw away the textbook and hummed a ditty.

"Close the book and start writing silently." Her majestic voice rang out. "what! Dictation? What do you write silently? " I was surprised to find that I was the only one in the class staring at the front with empty eyes. "Write quickly, don't be in a daze, students in the last row." She stared at me and said with a smile. I took a pen and pretended to make two strokes in the dictation book. I wasted a holiday and forgot all the conversations in June.

Before I came to my senses, all the students next to me went to the podium to correct them, and the bright red 100 was released from her hand. The students on the side left one by one, without the cover of their classmates, and the dazzling sunshine spilled on my head, which made my scalp ache. Slowly, the classroom became empty, and her sharp eyes moved to me. I walked slowly to the podium with anxiety and fear.

Her smile disappeared and her face was gloomy, but it was not anger but disappointment that flowed out of her eyes. She silently wrote on the roster: The second dictation failed. She turned and left, giving me a disappointed figure.

I looked at the way home and saw the abyss of regret, but life can't be rewound like a movie.

Until now, memories are full of regret and pain. On that occasion, I really regretted it.

On that occasion, I really regretted it. On that occasion, I really regretted it. Never look at my mobile phone behind my mother's back again.

Last Wednesday night, after dinner, I began to do my homework in my room. After 20 minutes, my mother said that I would go out for a walk and let me do my homework at home alone. I thought, haha, just as my mother is out, I can look at my new mobile phone at home and see if there is any interesting "mud" on the Internet. How to make mud? You can also look at interesting websites.

Mom was grinding around there, and finally she only heard the sound of "dong" closing the door, and mom left. I opened a small crack in my door and looked out with one eye, but nothing happened. I gently opened the door a little, pressed it sideways, stood on tiptoe, lowered my hands, peeped around, walked to the table bit by bit, quickly raised my mobile phone and flew back. At this moment, a gust of wind blew and the door of my room slammed. I broke out in a cold sweat and looked back and forth. No one, so I took out my cell phone and played with it happily.

I started surfing the Internet, as if playing for a long time, thinking: Mom will be back soon. I just wanted to return my mobile phone when I heard a bang. The door opened and my mother went home. There is a strong wind outside, banging on the window. I hurriedly stuffed my mobile phone into my schoolbag, thinking: If I return it before going to bed, my mother won't know.

My mother suddenly opened the door, her face was gloomy, and her eyes seemed to penetrate the choppy waves in my heart: "Where is the mobile phone?" I glanced at her and froze. I found my mobile phone from my bag with trembling hands and handed it to her for fear that she would hit me. She turned to get her cell phone, slammed the door angrily and said, "I'll punish you for not watching your cell phone this week." I seem to see my mobile phone being dragged in my mother's hand, close at hand, but far away. I looked down. It was all my fault. It's all because I'm too greedy to look at my mobile phone for a week. All because of me.

I regret it very much. I never dare to look at my mobile phone behind my mother's back again.

At that time, I really regretted that the past was like colorful stones, and each stone contained a story worth remembering, so I picked up one of them.

Before a final exam, I carefully reviewed the Chinese and math in my class, but I didn't open the English textbook. At that time, I thought English was not very important, so I didn't review it.

The next day, the exam began. I finished the math test paper and finished the Chinese test paper with confidence, but when I got the English test paper, my face was covered with question marks: Why haven't I seen this question before? This is too difficult. I regret not reviewing last night. But where is the regret medicine in the world? It's no use learning by rote now, so we have to bite the bullet.

I have finished some questions I know first, and the rest can only be fooled. Regardless of the willy-nilly, I quickly answered the multiple-choice questions with the "fierce ancestor technique". The real problem lies in the fill-in-the-blank questions and composition, which are the "big boss" on this paper. By this time, I was already sweating, and I had used up all the words I had learned on paper, but there were still several difficult questions that I hadn't answered. When I racked my brains to think, the time was up and the paper was taken away. I saw some students around me gloating and saying, "I must do well in this exam"; Some students lamented that "the time is just right, but fortunately I have finished it", but I regret that I didn't review it carefully before.

That time, I really regret it. ...

That time, I really regret it. I did something that I regret on September 9, and now I think it is still a little lost and unforgettable. Will many things happen in a person's life? There is always a deep impression, and there is one thing that I still can't forget.

It was a long holiday. My brother and I were busy doing our homework. It was because I put my homework on the table satisfactorily that it happened.

The thing is: my brother and I are watching TV on the sofa. I tuned my favorite TV channel cheerfully, and my brother was there, watching TV quietly without making any noise. However, I turned on the channel he didn't like to watch, and he couldn't help it. He shouted at me, "Give me the remote control." I said, "I didn't. I got it first." So we quarreled, even in the end, to watch TV. ...

I really regret not putting my exercise book in my schoolbag. Later, the fierce struggle between us became more and more fierce. I deliberately tore up his access card when he wasn't looking. After he knew it, he tore up the Chinese homework on the desk. I was stupid at that time, and I didn't stop him from tearing it.

My brother's card is broken and his homework is gone. Aren't we hurting each other?

Then mom and dad found out and beat us up. My hands are still black and blue. Now, my brother's card is also lost. When I broke his card, when we went to school together, I saw the tape on his card, and I felt very uncomfortable.

If I hadn't fought with him, I wouldn't have lost my homework and his card. I really regret hurting my brother. Now, he also ignores me. This is one thing I regret most! It's really hard to forget this time. He reminds me of a lesson: don't be competitive, be patient with others and don't care about others, otherwise, it will only hurt each other.

Harmony among family members is an important condition for family happiness. This requires mutual understanding, trust, consideration and tolerance among family members.

On that occasion, I really regretted 10 "there was no turning back arrow before opening the bow". People will always make many mistakes in their life, but there is no regret medicine in the world. We can only correct our mistakes slowly, and we can't repeat them. It's a long story On that occasion, I really regretted it.

It was a Saturday morning. I was very upset and did my homework at home. I am very tired, because I have too much homework, but I am afraid I can't finish it, so I force myself not to finish it and not to rest.

At this moment, my mother came in. She read my new book and found it novel. So she opened it for a while and asked me a question: "What does the name of this book mean?" Is geography on the earth? "Suddenly, I interrupted her and said angrily," Will you stop asking me questions? I am very annoyed now. Do you know this will mislead me? "In a rage, I took all my anger out on my mother. Mother went out silently, and suddenly there was silence in the room.

I just sat in my room for a while, full of scenes where I lost my temper with my mother and my mother's helpless eyes. I cried, tears of regret, tears of ignorance. I went out to apologize to my mother. My mother just smiled and said, "It's no big deal. I won't bother you with your homework in the future. " Later, I went to work again, but it was deeply branded in my memory.

"Flowers bloom silently, and love is silent." Love is everywhere, so we should cherish it. There is no regret medicine in the world, please don't be right again.

Relatives did something they regretted.

I really regretted it at that time 1 1 Life is like a kaleidoscope. Some people are happy because of one thing, some people are sad because of one thing, some people are proud of one thing, but I regret that one thing.

In the mid-term exam, with the ringing of the bell, one test paper was handed down. I picked up my pen and scanned it a little: Soeasg! "Then the pen shua shua on the paper, quickly handed in the paper.

A few days later, the test paper was handed out. When I saw the number "87" on the test paper, "Ohmggod!" Suddenly my head went blank, and my body spread out on the seat like a pool of soft mud. I usually get more than 90 points in exams. How did I get 87 points this time? It's over. You have to drink "belt soup" next time. What should I do? What are we doing? My mind is a mess. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind, "Change the score." I painted out the lower right corner of the word "8" with correction fluid and turned it into "97". This move is really good! When I got home, my mother saw that I did well in the exam and praised me and said, "Yo! Yes, better than last time. Don't be proud. Continue to cheer. " So my mother invited me to eat McDonald's as a reward. However, every time you take a bite, it's hard to swallow. A delicious meal was set before me, but I lost my appetite. When I got home, I said to my mother trembling, "mom, I'm sorry, I lied." In fact, I only got 87 points in this math exam. " My mother smiled and said to me, "I knew it long ago." Although your score is 97, you won't lie because of your wrong question. You have grown up, it doesn't matter if your grades are poor, just work hard next time. But you must be honest. My mother is glad that you have the courage to correct your mistakes. " This time, my mother chose to forgive me and educate me instead of criticizing me.

On that occasion, I really regretted it. It let me know that cleverness is mistaken by cleverness. We should be an honest and trustworthy good student.

I really regretted the day 12. I still remember it clearly. I did a stupid thing at that time and I regret it now.

It was noon on a Saturday. I'm having dinner. My brother finished his meal quickly and ran to the yard to play. As soon as I got off work, my brother shouted in the yard, "Brother, come here quickly and see what I found." I flew over and saw a green thing waving its arms. Oh, it's a mantis. I decided to get it up. So I took a small box, grabbed it and put some grass and some stones in it for decoration. I'm so happy to see it lively here, but it has to eat something, so I put a piece of diced meat in it, but it doesn't seem to eat, and I can't help it.

After a while, I thought it was a little dirty, so I brought a basin of water and an old toothbrush as a brush. I washed it with clear water, and just wanted to pick up the brush to wash it, my mother came and stopped me. Say mantis can't stand such stimulation, don't wash it, or it will die. Let it go. That won't do. I finally found something so interesting that I couldn't put it down.

At night, I still couldn't help but pick up the brush and brush it. I saw it clean, my stomach was bulging, and my heart was uncomfortable. I've had enough fun. I put the box aside and went to bed. I think I will play with mantis tomorrow.

But the next day, I opened the box and looked, oh, my God! To my great surprise, this mantis has been lying motionless in the box, landing on all fours and dying.

This reminds me of my mother's words. I regret letting it lose its freedom and treating it so cruelly. I regret not listening to my mother at that time, but things are irreparable.

That time, I brutally killed an innocent life, and now I regret it more and more, which has become a scar in my heart.

At that time, I really regretted that we would encounter many things, big and small, on the road of 13. Some things will make you happy, some things will move you, and some things will make you lose. However, what impressed me the most was that time.

It was a rainy day. I walked on the road with an umbrella. Suddenly, a girl came under my umbrella. It turns out that he is a classmate of my school. His busy behavior makes me unhappy. I thought we were strangers. My umbrella is not big enough for you to get in. Shouldn't I let the rain shine On the way, I tried to move my umbrella to my side, but I couldn't let him find it, or he would scold me. I have to work hard once and for all. Now, taking care of my shoulders still smells. However, after my selfishness, I have achieved a long-term mood.

By a puddle, I fell down because I didn't see a stone on the ground. White clothes are full of dots, big and small, still dripping. Call me when you get home. what can I do? That girl made me nervous, so she took a white handkerchief out of her pocket. Seeing her carefully hanging clothes for me with a handkerchief, I said your handkerchief was dirty. Go home and mom will definitely talk about you again. He said with a smile, it doesn't matter, just go home and wash it. Looking at his audited face, my heart is full of guilt. I didn't know why I formed such a monk before. In the process of cleaning my clothes, I found that half of his sleeves had been wet by the rain. I regret it. I regret why I didn't give her an umbrella. Why are you so narrow-minded?

Perhaps out of guilt or shyness, I didn't go to see her again and didn't apologize to him, which became a scar in my heart that I couldn't open.

I really regretted it at that time 14 "Niu Zihao, 79 points!" With a roar, I got up from my seat in frustration and walked step by step to the podium. I took the test paper and repeatedly confirmed that it was mine. At this moment, the air around me seems to condense together, making me unable to breathe.

Recalling the night before the exam, I was still lying in bed watching TV and playing games, happy and comfortable. My mother said to me, "Son, didn't your teacher leave any homework today?" "Yes!" "Then should you review?" "I don't even have to review for such a small exam," I said with a smile. "I'm so smart!"

The next day, I went to school happily. At school, many students are racing against time to review. I look out the window and wonder what to eat at noon today! At this moment, the teacher came in with a test paper. "1, 2, 3 are all in Chinese. We have an exam this morning! " When the test paper was sent to me, I was stunned because there were so many words in the test paper that I couldn't remember how to spell them. My palms have been sweating, thinking: I should study hard.

When I finished writing the questions I could do and looked at the blank questions, I felt as if I had fallen into icehouse, and I also seemed to see my mother's anger. I had no choice but to scribble on the draft paper, hoping to end the war soon.

Finally, the opening. After school, I put on my schoolbag and went home step by step. When I got home, I immediately got into my room and sighed until midnight.

That time, I really regret it!

I really regretted it at that time 15. In my memory, there are many interesting, sad and shameful things. Regret is the most unforgettable thing.

I remember that it was a day in the fifth grade. The teacher stayed for a while and read Lesson 9 "A Visit to the West Lake" in the Chinese reader. I read this article four times and thought: Is it enough to read it four times? The teacher usually says to watch it at least three times. That should be enough! However, there are still words I don't know. You can ask your classmates before class anyway. In this way, I finished my other homework and went to bed

The next day, I finished my math class. It was time for Chinese class, but I forgot all about it and went to play. Ding, the class began. The teacher said, "I'll check the reading of lesson 9 in the Chinese reader first." "I didn't look it up in the dictionary or ask my classmates. what can I do? It will be me soon. After the students in front finished reading, it was my turn. I stood up and pronounced "Su Causeway" as "Suti". Students smiled and reminded me: "It's Su Causeway!" "Hey, I can't even understand this!" My face suddenly turned red. Then, I read "consolidation" as "all solid", and the students laughed again, louder. My face is redder and louder. My face is redder. I was even more nervous, and I pronounced "Sophora japonica" as "returning to the tree". This time, the students burst into laughter, and my tears swirled in my eyes. When I was nervous, I read "Miao" as "Miao", and the students smiled again while covering their stomachs. When they laughed, I read "alley" as "Gangzi" again. Some students cried their stomachs, while others laughed to tears. My tears burst out. The teacher said, "Stop reading and sit down. "

The teacher paused for a moment, then continued, "Didn't you look up the dictionary last night?" ? ""yes. " "How many times have you read it?" "Four times. When you encounter uncertain or uncertain words, you must look them up in the dictionary, and you can't take them for granted. "

I didn't do well in this class. I really shouldn't be lazy! We can't make such low-level mistakes again.