Composition about grievances

In daily life, everyone has dealt with composition. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. Do you know how to write a good essay? Below are the essays about grievances that I compiled for you. Welcome to read and collect them. Composition 1 on grievances

"Did you take away my pen?" The sister held a pen in her hand, her face was as red as a fire, like a mad lion roaring .

A few days ago, my mother bought a pen for my sister and me. The pen was pink with a light red cherry blossom petal on it, and a smile appeared on our faces.

But no one expected that early this morning, as soon as I slowly crawled out of bed, my sister roared like a lion indiscriminately at me: "Hey, mommy bought it for you too. I got the same pen, and your pen disappeared somewhere, so you took my pen away, right? If you take my pen today, you will take my notebook tomorrow, and you may take my eraser the day after tomorrow... ..." I watched in confusion as my sister dropped giant "bombs" one after another on me. The bombs exploded around me one by one. This was obviously my pen, and my sister was indiscriminate. "But...but this is really...mine!" My tears flowed down unconsciously, but my sister never listened to my explanation.

Hey! The ending can be imagined. I reluctantly gave the pen to my sister. My sister glared at me with anger and said: "If you touch my things again next time, I will make you look good!" The sky was full of clouds. The clouds are cloudy, and from time to time small drops of water fall on the shoulders of pedestrians. My heart is also like the weather at this moment, with clouds that won't blow away, and it is raining heavily in my heart. Since then, the two of us no longer talk and laugh together, play games together, or go to school together. The usual fun and laughter were all occupied by silence and loneliness.

Hey, sister, sister, you really wronged me! Composition 2 on grievances

The incident happened not long ago. That day, I happily went to the tutoring class. Before I left, my mother gave me two yuan to buy water. When I came to the door of the tutoring class, I saw an uncle setting up a stall on the ground and playing a ring game. There were many classmates playing around, and I was deeply attracted.

I thought about it for a long time. One yuan can buy ten circles, and the remaining one yuan can also be used to buy water. The prize is shampoo, which is a brand my mother often uses. My mother always says that current shampoos are too expensive. If I win, I can buy a bottle of shampoo for one yuan, and my mother will definitely be happy. I made up my mind and bought ten hoops, but I couldn't put them on any of them.

After class, I couldn't wait to get home and handed the shampoo in my hand to my mother. My mother saw it without asking anything. He scolded me, saying that I spent money indiscriminately and brought some useless garbage home. He also said that my shampoo was fake and could not be used. I didn't know what it smelled like at the time. I couldn't explain it clearly. Tears of grievance and pain were intertwined, and I ran back to the house. Seeing the dark clouds outside, that's how I feel at this moment in the day. Later, my mother knew my thoughts and praised me as a sensible and good baby.

Yes! Life may be just like teasing people, just like the weather every day, there are sunny days, cloudy days, sunshine, thunderstorms... Essay on Grievances 3

Grievances happen almost every day, today I will Another thing happened.

At noon, I was reading a book. Suddenly my mother came over and said fiercely: "Li Yajie, where is my lipstick? Did you lose it?"

Reading a book I was watching with great interest, but without answering my mother, she became angry, her eyes widened, and her mouth bent into a semicircle, which scared me like a mouse seeing a cat. My mother walked up to me and said, "Li Yajie, speak! Did you touch my lipstick?" I raised my head and replied firmly: "I didn't, I didn't!" "You are still quibbling!" Mom said, While stretching out her big palm, in an instant, there was a "pop" and it hit my body, which made me scream "ouch, ouch" in pain.

I dropped the book, cried loudly, and ran to the room. At that time, my tears were like broken pearls, falling down continuously. I thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out a solution.

"Didi!" A familiar ringtone rang, and I jumped up from the bed in the room: "Grandma is back, grandma is back!" I quickly opened the door and couldn't wait to invite grandma to the sofa. Then he asked anxiously: "Grandma, have you seen mom's lipstick?" "Lapstick?" Grandma said, laughing, "It's...in my pocket! After I use it, I put it on I went to buy groceries in a hurry and didn't remember to put them back..." Before my grandma finished speaking, I ran to find my mother like the wind.

When my mother found out what happened, she quickly apologized to me. Although I have forgiven my mother this time, I still feel resentful. I hope that my mother will not wrong me indiscriminately again in the future! Composition 4 on wronged things

In my childhood, I suffered a huge grievance.

I remember that when I was six years old, I would often follow my father behind me, so my father would be very impatient at times. He would say something to me if something was wrong, and sometimes he would slap me indiscriminately. A scolding. It was a late autumn evening. Our whole family set up a table in the yard and drank mutton soup together. A round and big moon was embedded in the blue sky, and from time to time a few dead leaves fell. I was helping my mother get the dishes and chopsticks. I looked at the bowls on the table, so I gave the oldest bowl to myself and gave the new bowl to my parents. I thought they would be very happy when they knew it. Everyone was happy. Of course I was the happiest while eating. After finishing a bowl, I went to the kitchen to serve it. I was as happy as a "little bird" flying around. Dad didn't say anything when he saw it. At this time, my mother said to me, "Drink less!" I thought to myself, are you still full? Dad spoke; "You've drank three bowls and you're still not full." Yes! It was gone after just two sips. I looked at the bowl and saw it was broken! A piece of soup oozed out of the bowl, and there was a piece of soup on the ground. Just as I was thinking, my father looked at my feet habitually, and suddenly became furious like a barrage of cannons. He attacked me again. I am so weak and unbearable in front of my powerful father. One blow. I was so scared that I wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in, so I crawled out along the wall. I thought it was the leaky bowl that caused the problem, and I didn't mean to spill the soup on the floor.

Dad still doesn’t know about this. Whenever I think of the bowl with the “see-through eye” and the “map” on the ground, I shed tears of grievance. When will my injustice be done? Can it be rehabilitated? My careless dad! Composition 5 on wronged things

I have experienced many things that make people feel wronged. There are happy things, troublesome things, incomprehensible things, painful things, depressed things, disgusting things... The most uncomfortable thing among them is to be wronged for no reason. I remember one time, my brother and sister and I were playing the computer game "Fishing", but my brother wasted a shell while playing! At this time, the usually quiet sister got angry! With her scary tigress roar, she said: "Who did it? Why wasted a cannonball?" The brother quickly said: "It's my sister! It's my sister!" My sister turned over and said angrily: "You are not allowed to play. Go away! And I will punish you by doing the dishes at night!" "It's obviously not me!" "Why..." Of course it's nonsense! I muttered dissatisfiedly in my heart. I originally wanted to say it out loud, but as soon as I saw my sister’s scary eyes, I... After my sister left, my brother gloated and said, "Remember to wash the dishes! Hehe!" "Just wash it, I'm afraid of you. !" I said harshly. After dinner, I hid in my room to vent my anger, and there were "pearls" in my eyes on the floor! After washing the dishes, my sister found out what happened and apologized to me in a hurry! I actually started crying! This incident made me understand two things:

1. You can’t be so stingy! 2. You can’t accuse others wrongly if you don’t know the facts!

Otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to be wronged. The weather every day can be sunny, cloudy, sunny, thunderstorm... life also has crying, laughter, joy, sadness... When I am wronged in the future, I must seek my innocence. I must protect myself better and prevent myself from being wronged again! Composition 6 on wronged things

Have you ever been wronged by someone? It feels really bad. This happened to me once, and it started this Friday.

That day, when I got home from school, I found my sister playing with her mobile phone at home. I didn’t notice whose phone it was, so I went back to my room to do my own thing.

As soon as my mother got home, she saw my sister playing with my mobile phone. It was mine. She thought I gave it to her, so she started asking me. "My sister is still young, how could you give her a mobile phone to play with?" I didn't give it to her to play with. She found it by herself. I didn't realize it was my mobile phone just now. I said confidently, "I swear to God, I didn't give it to you. If you don't believe it, ask her." "I was just about to ask her to prove my innocence. But what she said surprised me. "My brother asked me to play. "My sister said while playing. My mother didn't say a word after hearing this, and just gave us a mouthful.

I immediately shed tears and felt extremely wronged. I thought: Why did my sister say this? Why didn't my mother? Hit me if you ask clearly?

In the evening, my father came home and saw me and said, "What's wrong with you?" Did your mother hit you? "I told what happened, and my father immediately said: "I gave it to her to play with. "At this moment, my mother suddenly realized, told my father, and quickly apologized to me.

The matter ended like this, but I still feel a little wronged when I think about it. Composition 7 about grievances

The past always flows in my mind, and the seemingly calm sea of ????mind always has ups and downs. I can't forget the past days, let alone what happened that time.

During the winter vacation, my mother put the small watch on. I brought my cousin to my house for a few days. My cousin is cute and naughty. Everyone likes him very much, except me. When he comes to my house, he either cuts my homework with scissors or grabs it. Pens are not honest. I thought: Let him draw. Then, I handed him the drawing book and colored pens. Unexpectedly, he drew colorful waves on my homework. Line. I really wanted to beat him up, but looking at his innocent look, I had to give up the idea.

Before noon, my mother came back and put a speech on the table and warned her again and again. Said: | "I will use this speech this afternoon, please don't touch it! "I hurried out to buy groceries. I read the book with relish and was very fascinated. My little cousin also picked up the book and started reading.

I vaguely heard the sound of babbling. , came from my ears intermittently next to me, and I laughed happily. My little cousin was reading! Unexpectedly, after a while, my little cousin was cutting my mother's speech with scissors. There was a clicking sound, and it was cut into several pieces. I immediately went to grab the scissors. My cousin was startled and burst into tears. He said it too late, but he said it quickly. Just as my mother came back from shopping, she saw me. With the scissors in his hand, when he saw the speech that had been cut into pieces, and when he saw his little cousin with tears on his face, he shouted angrily: "Do you want to rebel? "I was so frightened that I couldn't explain it. I was really dumb eating yellow lotus - I couldn't tell the pain. Then, my mother slapped me a few times and went to coax my little cousin.

I felt wronged Terrified, I looked at the blue sky and tried to hold back my tears, but I couldn't help it anymore and sobbed softly... Essay on Grievances 8

I experienced many things in my childhood. There is one thing that has always been imprinted in my mind and can never be forgotten. It is like a shining shell that always attracts my attention.

When I was 9 years old, One time, my cousin came to my house during the school holidays. He was going to stay at my house for a week. He was very naughty. He ran here to play video games and then there to watch TV. After a while, I ran to find others to play, and it was not easy to have fun.

My cousin didn’t come back until the evening, and I saw him sweating profusely. After dinner, my neighbor Aunt Zhang came in with her son. , said sternly to his father: "Look, how did you educate him? You beat my son like this. What are you going to do?" Dad looked at his cousin and said to Aunt Zhang, "I'm sorry. It's because of my lax discipline. I'm sorry!" sorry! "

After Aunt Zhang left, my father said to me seriously: "Why don't you take good care of your brother and let him go out and cause trouble? "I whispered: "I don't know where he went to play.

The next day, my cousin saw the vase on the table and wanted it very much, so he asked me to help him get it. I was afraid that he would break it, so I said, "It's too dangerous." "In anger, he went to get it by himself. The vase was broken. He started crying. Dad came over and saw that the vase was broken. My cousin was crying again. He thought it was me who did it, so he scolded me severely. I Feeling extremely wronged, he hurriedly argued, "I didn't break it.

"But my father didn't believe me and reprimanded me more severely.

This grievance has always been hidden in my heart and made me feel so uncomfortable. Alas, why didn't my father believe me at that time? What? Essay on Grievances 9

Today, my sister is going home for dinner, so my family cooked a table full of delicious food. My mouth watered when I looked at the food on the table. It was so delicious!

After a while, my sister came. When she saw the food on the table, she immediately climbed up on the chair, reached out and grabbed a handful of food and put it in her mouth. I saw it and quickly stopped her: "How can you grab it with your hands?" Food, and why did you eat it before the adults had eaten it? "Unexpectedly, instead of listening to me, she slapped me on the face angrily and kept rocking the chair.

Mom heard the sound of rocking the chair and scolded me while cooking. Me: "Why are you rocking the chair? What if the chair breaks?" I quickly replied: "It was obviously not me who rocked the chair, so why did you come over and scold me?" "When my mother heard my dissatisfaction, she became even more fierce: "Obviously it was you who rocked the chair, why did you say it was your sister who rocked the chair? My sister is only two and a half years old, how can she rock a chair? Why don't you dare to admit you have done something wrong? "

My sister kept laughing secretly at the side after listening to her mother's words, but I was speechless by my mother's words. Alas, why did you wrong me?

Eat well After the meal, I pulled my sister into the room and said to her: "Obviously it was you who rocked the chair, why didn't you admit that you had done bad things? "Seeing that she didn't respond, I was about to say something more to let her know her mistake, but before she could say anything, she cried "Wow".

My mother heard this and hurriedly came in and said to me: "What are you doing? Did you hit your sister? Stand up! ”

Why am I always the one who is wronged? Why? It’s so wronged! Essay on wronged things 10

A recent incident made me taste the feeling of being wronged. .

After school that day, I was doing homework at my grandma’s house. My aunt brought my cousin over. As soon as she came in, she ran over to play with my mechanical pencil case. I warned her: “Stop playing, don’t affect me. I do my homework! "But she refused to listen and continued to play. There was a "pop" sound and the pencil case fell to the ground. When I saw that my father's new pencil case was broken, I felt very distressed and glared at her angrily. : "Why are you disobedient? I told you not to play. Now it's broken. What should I do?" "My cousin cried "Wow" loudly. My grandma heard this and ran over to me in a hurry and said: "If the pencil case is broken, you can buy another one. She is a child, how can you bully her! I felt very aggrieved and tried to argue: "Is it okay if a child does something wrong?" If she does something naughty and wrong, you should criticize her instead of shielding her. "Grandma became even more unhappy after hearing this: "What do children know? Why are you so stingy! "When my cousin saw that grandma was supporting her, she burst into tears and laughed. She made a face at me and called me a "cheapskate" with a smile. Then she followed grandma to the room to watch TV.

I was angry. I have nothing to say, why are adults always so arbitrary and always think that they are right and children are always wrong? Aunt Wu Meizhen is right, men and women are unfair, and women's tears are weapons. Composition 11.

"Bang", a vase hit the ground and broke into many pieces, and the water inside spilled all over the floor. I quickly piled the pieces aside. This time I caused trouble, so I still went to make amends. Let him alone.

I piled the pieces aside, and I quickly used the piece of cloth on the ground to cover it. What should I do? This is his favorite vase. What should I tell him? . I just had a fight with him yesterday, and he would definitely tell the teacher. I would be finished by then. I’d better help him buy another one next time! I walked to the door, but saw him walking over, and I asked him again. I quickly returned to my seat and saw him walking in from the other side, "What was the sound just now? He asked, "No...no, maybe it's coming from next door." "I said. "That's good. "He walked out of the classroom again. I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked at the covered pieces again and put them in again. Fortunately, they were not discovered. Forget it, he didn't notice that I broke the vase. , don’t compensate him. I looked at the pair of fragments again, and felt a little uneasy. He said this to me yesterday, but I haven’t said it to him yet! It’s better not to give him this vase.

But I wanted to compensate him. After all, we are also friends. I broke the vase, so I should have compensated him. I threw the broken pieces into the trash can again, packed my schoolbag, and took the trash bag. , met him again on the stairs, I quickly hid the broken piece behind my body, he walked behind me, but I turned my head and said to him: "I'm sorry, I accidentally broke your vase. I thought he would talk about me, but he said: "It doesn't matter, there are plenty of them in the store." ”

This incident made me understand that I can’t be careless in doing things. Essay on wronged things 12

I hate others who make me feel wronged. I didn’t expect that I also let myself be wronged yesterday. My sister was wronged.

At that time, my sister was watching TV and I was packing my things in the room. When I finished packing my wallet, my anger slowly rose. Why was there 15 yuan missing? < /p>

I took the remaining money, walked to my sister, and said angrily: "Huang Yuhui, you made my notebook wet last time and told me not to take my things anymore. I took away my new pen again, and took away my book case last time. That’s not enough, right? This time I got my 15 yuan! "

"What money? It's not me. I don't even know what you said. "My sister was confused.

"I don't think so! "I heard my sister say she didn't know, and became even more angry: "No one is here at home, only you will take my money! "But my sister just said no. My mood at that time can really be described as a volcanic eruption. I scolded my sister again, and then my sister's tears flowed out of her eyes like two beads. I felt a little embarrassed and stopped scolding. As soon as I finished scolding, I remembered that I was really stupid and scolded my sister not long ago. My sister said: "I'm sorry, sister, I remembered it wrong. "

This time I really wronged my sister. Composition 13 on wronged things

When I was twelve years old, something like this happened that I can't forget to this day.

One Sunday morning, I slept until the sun was shining on my buttocks. Suddenly I saw a message on the dining table. When I looked at it, I realized that my mother and sister had gone to the supermarket and asked me to leave. I had no choice but to feel aggrieved as I had no choice but to cook the noodles. After I finished eating the noodles, I went to play on the computer. After playing for a while, Cai Ling came to play with me. When I saw the sun was so bright, I said to Cai Ling, "Why don't we Let's play on the computer at home. Cailing thought for a moment and said, "Okay." "So Cailing and I were enjoying playing on the computer. Unexpectedly, danger was approaching us step by step. Suddenly there was a bang, and my mother's favorite vase broke. This time it was a disaster. I quickly took a broom to sweep the glass. Cailing Ling took out the flowers in the vase and put them aside. The most exciting moment came when her mother came back and saw that his beloved vase was broken. She turned her head to me and shouted: " What's going on? I replied: "The vase fell by itself." My mother became even more anxious and shouted in her high voice: "What reason do you have? The vase fell by itself?" Could it be that the long legs of the vase fell off the table by themselves? How many times have I told you? You have to be honest in life..." I said aggrievedly: "I don't have that. "My mother said: "Forget it, I won't argue with you about the vase. But children must be honest in their conduct. Think about it yourself. "After my mother left, I really wanted to cry. I really didn't break the vase. My mother just didn't understand the matter. But these self-comforts were just clouds, and the tears still fell.

Although this happened a long time ago, it left a scar in my heart. Essay on wronged things 14

In our lives, there will always be things that we feel wronged about. Of course, I Yes, today, I will tell you about it.

My family used to have a cute kitten called "Miao Miao". Naughty and mischievous.

It was a Sunday morning. My father and mother were not at home. I was doing my homework at home alone. The kitten "Miao Miao" was playing by herself, and "Miao Miao" was on the ground for a while. Rolling around, running and jumping on the cupboard, jumping on the stool...

Suddenly, a "pop" sound came to my ears, "What's going on? "I asked myself.

The sound came from the living room. I hurriedly walked to the living room and found that the vase on the cabinet was broken and many pieces were on the ground. I couldn't help being frightened by the scene in front of me. I immediately realized that it was "Miao Miao" or not. I carefully broke the vase, and I looked around. Only "Miaomiao" was hiding in a corner, huddled up, as if she didn't want me to see it. I walked over to "Miaomiao" and said, "Miaomiao, it's okay." "Please pay attention next time!" "Miaomiao" seemed to understand what I said and nodded. Only then did I realize that the worst things were yet to come.

At around eleven o'clock, my father and mother came back. As soon as my father saw the fragments of the vase, he walked towards me and said to me seriously: "Why did you break the vase?" They were about to punish me. I was so scared. Fortunately, my mother protected me.

Today, my father and mother still think that I was the one who broke the vase. I really want to tell them clearly, but I never dare. By writing this essay today, I think I can make it clear to them. .

This is the thing that I feel wronged about. I will tell you about it. You can also tell me about the things that make you feel wronged. Composition 15 on grievances

There are many grievances in my life. For example: the warning sign was hit by a car. I kindly walked over there to pick up the warning sign. When I reached my hand, The policeman said to me: Kid, don’t do it. I feel aggrieved. Another example: When I walked to the chewing gum on the ground, the cleaning lady misunderstood me as spitting gum, and I felt aggrieved. Another example: I bought exactly the same pen as someone else, but the other person’s pen was missing. There was a misunderstanding. I was the one who stole his pen, and I felt aggrieved when he asked me to give it to him. But the most aggrieved thing in my life was about a bell. Let me tell you about it!

It was a day during the winter vacation. My mother planned to take my brother and I to our hometown to play. When we heard this, we jumped for joy because we both remembered the exquisite bell in our hometown.

When we arrived at our hometown, the first thing my brother and I did was find the bell, and we started playing together. Grandpa said: Come in quickly and light the fire. Okay, my brother and I said in unison. After burning for a while, I thought to myself: When grandpa leaves, throw the bell into the fire, so that the red bell will be more beautiful. I whispered my thoughts to my brother, and he also said: OK, grandpa is gone. I threw the bell into the fire. The bell was burned red, like a red apple. I used the tongs to pull the bell out. At this moment, I suddenly wanted to go to the toilet. When I came back, the skin on my brother's thumb was burned off, and I stood there stupidly. Dad found out and slapped me hard. I asked Dad why, and Dad said: Why, I asked even though I knew it. I understood it all at once, but my father wouldn't listen no matter how I explained. I felt very aggrieved.

The grievance hit my heart like a stone, and now I feel a little sour when I think of that incident.