One thing that I will never forget: composition.

Our study life is rich and colorful, and many meaningful things happen every day, either happy or moved, unforgettable. The following is an unforgettable composition I collected. Welcome to read the reference!

Chapter 1: The most unforgettable thing We will have many unforgettable things in our life. Although we grow up day by day, some things have gradually disappeared from our minds. However, there is always one thing that I remember vividly, because it makes me understand the truth of being a man.

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It happened last year. It was cloudy that day, and I made an appointment with my good friend to go out to play. I walked out of the door in a good mood and was about to cross the road when I saw such a scene: a mother, with a seriously ill son, was a disabled young man, kneeling silently on the side of the road and kowtowing to passers-by.

I looked the mother up and down with very puzzled eyes and found many big tears falling from her eyes and sobbing in her mouth. She just hit her head on the ground. I could see that she was begging, but he didn't drag passers-by for money.

I am very entangled, staring at her, and I have an unspeakable taste in my heart. Because I really want to give him some charity, but I'm afraid I'm a liar. Wouldn't that be too indulgent? But don't give her money. It looks pathetic. I can't bear to suffer with her seriously ill son and have no money to see a doctor. In this way, I have been wandering and have been troubled by these two thoughts.

God lost face and suddenly "Hua, Hua." It began to rain in Mao Mao. Fortunately, I have an umbrella. I opened it, still staring at the mother and son, looking at their clothes wet by the rain, but unable to make a decision. Am I too unloving? That's what I think in my heart.

A long time has passed, how many passers-by pass by them, and how many passers-by are willing to extend their precious hands to give them charity! Finally, in this vast sea of people, a 60-year-old grandfather took out 20 yuan from his pocket and put it in a porcelain bowl beside his mother.

Grandpa was moved by this strong, persistent and responsible good mother! He took an umbrella to shelter his mother and her son from the rain. I finally couldn't help it, and was deeply moved by grandpa's behavior! I involuntarily took out the only 5 yuan money from my pocket. It's not much, but it's still my little gift.

I stood there quietly looking at them. The old man stood upright in the rain. It looks like a sacred and solemn statue. He didn't leave until the rain stopped.

This matter has been deeply imprinted on his mind. There are many people in life who need our help. When others are in trouble, lend us a helping hand and present a small gift. The world will be a better place because of you! As the lyrics say: "If everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world!" " "

Chapter 2: The most unforgettable thing is in the sea in my memory. Other things are either swept away by big waves or by strong winds. But there is one thing that makes me unforgettable and fresh in my memory.

I remember it was a summer afternoon. At that time, I was still young and ignorant, and I was always in trouble with my father. Because so many people come to the door, uncle Liu has the most times, so I decided to get back at him. I took my "treasures": stones, frogs, caterpillars ... and set off. I first went in through the door left unlocked by Uncle Liu's house, which happened to be empty. I'll stone his dog away first, so that I can take advantage of it. Then I opened Uncle Liu's chicken coop and let the chicken run into Uncle Liu's room. They are running around on the ground. Some chickens jumped on Uncle Liu's furniture and stepped on it. Finally, I put a frog in Uncle Liu's paper bag and a caterpillar in one of Uncle Liu's books. I thought, "What can I do now?" As soon as my eyes rolled, the good idea came again. I left the door unlocked and put a balloon full of water on it. Everything is finished, and I look at my "masterpiece" with pride. "I'm really a genius," I said to myself. Then I slipped away.

When I got home, although I thought that Uncle Liu would come to my house to find me later, I was not afraid, because the thought of my "masterpiece" just now would scare Uncle Liu to death. I laugh at the thought of uncle Liu being scared. I waited quietly at home for Uncle Liu to come to me. But 1 hour passed, then five or six hours passed, I waited, and then the whole day passed, and he never showed up. I felt very strange, so I went to Uncle Liu's house the next day to inquire. Only then did I know that Uncle Liu was shocked and took a step back after reading my "masterpiece". When he calmed down, he thought of catching his chicken. I accidentally fell down because I ran too fast. Uncle Liu was weak, so I couldn't get up when I fell. I don't know where I fell. Now Uncle Liu has been taken to the hospital. After I learned that, the sense of happiness at that time was all gone. I really regret how I did such a thing. Here I want to say to Uncle Liu: "Sorry, Uncle Liu, I made amends to you."

I am a naughty boy and have done a lot of "good things". I have never regretted those things, even if I was beaten by my father, I am not afraid. And now most of them have been forgotten, but only this incident makes me feel guilty, and I will never forget it. From then on, I will never do bad things again. If I want to do it, I will do good.

Chapter 3: The most unforgettable thing in my memory is a beautiful wooden box. When I opened it, there were many beautiful pearls in it. Every pearl is a precious past of my childhood, and the memory in a full and bright pearl is the most unforgettable.

When I was 7 years old, my grandmother had a bungalow in a remote village. At that time, my grandmother had a ranch and a fish pond, which was very fun. One Friday in summer, I was sent back to my grandmother's house by my father at the weekend as usual, but walking on the road, I found the village more beautiful. I asked my father why the village had changed so much. My father said it was because the village was going to become a resort. I couldn't understand what my father said, so I enjoyed the scenery outside through the window. This village has really changed a lot. The dirty pool turned into a big lake full of lotus flowers, and beautiful little goldfish swam around in the water. The dirt road has been built into an asphalt cement road, which has really changed a lot!

Soon I arrived at my grandmother's house, and I found that there were not only a few more pigs in the pasture, but also a group of chickens! Grandma came out to meet me with a smile, hugged me in her arms, touched my head and said, "You have grown taller again! Grandma will stew chicken soup for you today. " I broke free from my grandmother's arms and said to her, "Grandma, I'll go to see the chicken first." I ran to the pasture to play with grandma's dog. After playing for a while, I saw a big rooster with a colorful face and a straight head, walking around in front of me with a red crown, as if to despise my existence. I picked up a twig and chased it, rubbing it with it, but it didn't run, and even came up to peck me. I was so childlike that I had the idea of tearing the chicken apart. So I took advantage of its arrogance, knocked it to the ground at once, tied its two claws with a small cloth rope, hung the chicken upside down with a small cloth rope, and dipped its head up and down on the surface of the pond. The chicken screamed in horror and purred from time to time, but still struggled to escape. I felt a little sorry for it, so I untied the cloth rope and let it go. If it was another chicken, it would have escaped, but it ran over and continued to provoke me, with its neck stretched out, constantly looking for opportunities to peck me, and finally hurt me once. I got up to catch it, and it seemed to take revenge, craning its neck and running away happily. I couldn't catch up, so I stormed home.

In the evening, I asked my grandmother why a useless rooster can bravely face people's provocations. I saw my grandmother say meaningfully: "This is a strong and unyielding will!" "My heart thumped, understand the meaning of life-courage!

Although many years have passed, I still have a knowing smile on my face in retrospect. I think this is the biggest and brightest pearl and the most unforgettable memory in my life.

Chapter four: The most unforgettable thing is in my memory, and there is one thing that I will never forget. That is, one evening in 2008, the scene where my grandfather taught me to learn to ride a bike remained in my mind.

One evening that summer, after dinner, I saw the children downstairs riding bicycles. I said to my grandfather, "I want to learn to ride a bike, too." Grandpa thought about it and said to me earnestly, "It is very difficult to learn to ride a bike. You will fall, bleed, and have all kinds of unexpected difficulties, but just like learning, as long as you find the trick, it will become easy. " Do you want to learn? "I said," let me try. I am not afraid of falling. " Grandpa smiled approvingly, so he took my beloved little bike downstairs and walked into the basketball court in the community.

When I got to the stadium, grandpa showed me first. Hold the faucet tightly with both hands, with one foot on the pedal and the other foot on the ground. When the foot on the pedal is lightly stepped, the wheels of the bicycle turn and the bicycle slowly moves forward. After watching it, I rode it like my grandfather, but I fell down after just a few steps. Later, grandpa held the bike and ran with it, letting me go straight ahead. Grandpa let go and fell down again. I rode and fell several times, even my hands were bruised and my feet were swollen. When I got home, my grandmother was very distressed and kept saying to me, "Don't learn, don't learn, wait until you are older." Grandma quickly put medicine on my wound.

I am scarred and want to give up. But after thinking about it, grandpa told me that there are tricks to learn cycling. Since you are determined to learn, you must learn. So, the next day, I continued to study, fell down, got up and studied again, again and again, after falling down many times. A few days later, I basically learned that I can easily circle around the basketball court, just like a swallow hovering in the air. Grandpa smiled knowingly.

Since I experienced this incident, I silently thought: learning to ride a bike is really hard, but as long as you persist, you will succeed, just like learning. You must practice hard to learn it well. But now the basketball court in front of my house has become a construction site, and I have no place to practice cycling anymore. I have never tried cycling on the road, and I dare not. I wonder if I can ride it now?

Chapter 5: The most unforgettable thing is that time flies like water, and many memories fade with the passage of time. But there is one little thing that I remember vividly.

I remember one Thursday afternoon, there were two art classes. At noon, my mother and I rode to the East District 100 and bought two bags of daubing, which we are going to use for art class in the afternoon. After class, I put a meat cleaver and a wooden stick on the table. Finally, the teacher finished speaking, and we can start making clay sculptures.

I thought about it, I want to be a scarecrow. I first pinched some mud, softened it into a ball and carved a pair of eyes on it. Then he made a small hat with a little mud and stuck it on it. Then, I made the scarecrow's hands, body, arms and legs out of clay. Ready to stick together.

Seeing that others can't stick when they stick, I can't help but feel glad that I brought the secret magic weapon to use when I stick in advance.

I first selected one of the branches, put one end of the branch into the scarecrow's arm, then put the other end into the scarecrow's body, sprinkle some water on the bonded place, and then pinch it tightly. Now, the teacher can't see me playing tricks in it. Then, I glued the other arm of the scarecrow to the scarecrow in the same way as before. Then, stick the scarecrow's head and body together with a wooden stick. Now, all I have to do is stick the scarecrow on the base I made.

Because the scarecrow supports his body with a stick, I must also support my scarecrow with a stick. Therefore, this task has become very important and arduous.

I chose the longest and hardest stick from the remaining sticks and wrapped it with a layer of mud. I also specially left some mud at both ends of the stick to facilitate insertion when connecting.

I picked up the scarecrow, put one end of the stick in, sprinkled some water, but still felt a little shaky, so I added a little mud to the joints, but I still felt shaky, and added a little mud to the joints. ...

I kept adding mud, and finally, I made the lower body of the scarecrow bigger and thicker than the head of the scarecrow. This time I want to trim the scarecrow's lower body, but after I trim it, it looks ridiculous, as if the scarecrow is wearing a long big skirt.

Finally, I put the scarecrow upright, inserted it on the base I made, and built a fence next to the base. There is a table and two chairs in the fence. In this way, my scarecrow is "finished"! Looking at his "masterpiece", I can't help but feel ridiculous for my "cleverness".

Childhood is wonderful and time is wonderful. I can still see the scene before me clearly. Through this incident, I feel that everything has its skills and methods. If I master it, I can do it well.

Chapter 6: The most unforgettable thing is that there are laughter and tears, success and failure when you grow up. And my story, like one of many little stars, will never be forgotten by me.

Last summer, my mother sent me to my grandmother's house. I found my twin brother here, too. I am very happy. My brother is excited to see me, too. We three brothers embraced happily.

Later, grandpa took us to an aunt's house, where rabbits were sold. We saw the lively rabbit so cute, and we thought, "If only we could buy a rabbit for the three of us!" " Grandpa looked at our faces and guessed our thoughts. Then he said to us, "each of you pick a rabbit!" " "After listening to grandpa, my brother and I are like three skipping rabbits. Don't mention how happy we are.

After returning home, we are going to let three rabbits race to see who is good. Rabbits seem to understand the meaning of the little master, and they all look at each other eagerly. The game started and they flew by like swords. When we were discussing which rabbit was the best, we suddenly saw three rabbits fall together like building blocks. The top rabbit didn't climb well and fell down, which made us laugh and cry. It turned out that rabbits saw a carrot during the game and tried their best to grab it. Finally, it became what it is now. Knowing the reason, my brothers and I laughed together. The rabbits looked at us and seemed a little embarrassed, so they slipped away quietly.

Although it is a small matter, it has brought me a lot of happiness and I will never forget it!

Chapter 7: The most unforgettable thing is that when I was growing up, the most unforgettable thing was that I steamed rice for the first time, which was in the kindergarten class.

I remember it was Sunday, and I couldn't take a nap. It suddenly occurred to me that my mother's birthday was coming. What should I give her for her birthday? After careful consideration, I decided to sneak out to cook for my mother while she was taking a nap and surprise her.

I learned from my mother's appearance, first scooped up a bowl of rice, and then put the rice in a basin with water. Yo, why is this water so muddy and dirty? What should I do? I want to ask my mother, but I also want to give her a surprise. Forget it, I'll do it myself. I think my mother will wash the dishes with detergent, so I'll do it. So I squeezed some detergent into the water, began to wash rice, and then washed it. Then I took some water to the basin to prepare steamed rice, and the amount of water was based on the position of mother every time she steamed rice. I plug in the power, press the button, and then wait for the rice to be steamed. After a while, the rice was steamed and gave a "ding" sound. As soon as I opened the lid, I saw that the steamed rice was not dry or wet. The shiny rice grains exude attractive luster, and I smell the fragrance of rice. My heart is full of joy, I succeeded! I can't wait to scoop a spoonful and taste it, huh? Why do you feel very astringent? I thought to myself: Is it delicious to add some seasoning? So I added some ketchup, vegetables, salt and pepper, mixed the rice and tasted it, but it was still wrong. What happened?

While I was thinking hard, my mother woke up. When she saw me cooking, she praised me first and said, "My son is so capable and can cook!" " "I was a little depressed and said," Why is my cooking different from yours? I want to give you a surprise. "Mom tasted it, and it was really a bit astringent. My mother asked me strangely, "What do you use to wash rice?" I said, "Detergent." My mother smiled and said to me, "It is estimated that the detergent was not cleaned. "Now I know, I didn't Taomi. Mom added: "Although the taste is not very good, the rice steamed by myself for the first time has good dryness and humidity. I didn't cook porridge, dry rice or paste rice, which is quite good. Thank you for your kindness. "I feel better in my heart.

Every time I think about it, I feel a little embarrassed and proud. After all, I did it for the first time, although it's a little regrettable. But when I use detergent in the future, I will remember to rinse it several times.

Chapter 8: The most unforgettable thing in life, there are many unforgettable things, like the stars in the sky, countless. For example, washing clothes for the first time, making friends for the first time, learning to ride a bike for the first time, the first time ... What impressed me most was an extremely ordinary little thing, that is, doing a small scientific experiment by myself for the first time.

I remember one time, I browsed the blogger's article on my blog and turned to the second page. A seemingly interesting scientific experiment came into view. "It looks good. Let me try! " I think. After a while, I opened the article page and first saw five striking words "Mobius Circle".

"Mobius circle, how can there be such a strange name?" I said to myself, doubt this new word. So, driven by curiosity, I have a preliminary understanding of this strange circle made of paper. It was discovered that this Mobius circle is unusual compared with ordinary circles. It has only one face, and you can't get around it no matter how your fingers go around it.

In this way, I prepared the tools and materials according to the experimental steps, and I couldn't wait to measure the exact length of the paper with a ruler. Then I folded a small part of the whole paper and cut it out with scissors, and then I could make the Mobius circle.

Because this long piece of paper has two ends, one end rotates for half a circle and then adheres to the other end, so you get a unilateral and non-directional irregular surface, which is called Mobius circle, also called Mobius belt. In order to prove the success of my experiment, I put my finger on a point and draw a circle with this face of the circle. Mobius circle is like a simple but confusing maze. You can reach every point on the circle without crossing the boundary. It has no exit. What is even more surprising is that if you draw a line in the middle of your notes, make a Mobius circle, and then cut it along this line, you will get not two circles, but a big circle. I thought I could succeed, but it wasn't. Mobius circle played a joke on me, and it changed back to the shape of a note. We tried again and again, but we never succeeded. Just when I was puzzled, I suddenly had an idea, "I can draw the middle line in another way, and it is reasonable to cut it vertically." So, I made a new Mobius circle and cut it again along the middle-the big circle appeared. This is really a mountain and heavy water.

After a while, I began to study my Mobius circle carefully. I didn't expect this magic face to be ever-changing, no less than the Monkey King's seventy-two changes. I was delighted to see my successful experiment and couldn't put it down. After all, this is my first successful scientific experiment.

This little scientific experiment tells me that magical science is everywhere, and through this experiment, I understand some scientific truths: as long as we work hard to explore and study, we will find more unknown secrets!

Although it has been a long time, I still can't forget it in the long river of memory. ...