I feel guilty about writing a composition.

1. I feel guilty was written in the fifth grade of primary school. At the beginning of school, there was a new classmate in the class named Chu Yangxi. Somehow, the teacher asked her to be my deskmate. This thing, at that time, was almost impossible. After all, teachers are afraid that girls will talk when they sit together (in class), which will delay their academic performance.

On the first day I sat with her, I had a bad impression of her: she wore a very rustic dress, her shoes were still very old flat shoes, and she spoke with a little country accent. At that time, I kept complaining in my heart that it was too bad for me to sit at the same table with such a girl. Many students also feel "sympathy" for me.

The mid-term exam is approaching. I put the books I want to review on my desk every day, so that I can read them often and deepen my memory. In the second class in the afternoon, I took my notebook to prepare for review, only to find that it was gone. I'm so anxious that I'm sweating. My schoolbag is all over the table, but I still can't find it. At this time, my deskmate Chu Yangxi saw me in such a hurry, but was indifferent. I was very angry. "After all, everyone is a classmate! Students have difficulties, at least ask! "

Later, I don't know which classmate said that Chu Yangxi seemed to turn over my notebook this morning, so he couldn't put it down. I have some doubts at this point. Could it be that she took my notebook and didn't want me to get good grades in the exam, for fear that her parents and my mother would sit together and lose face at the parent-teacher meeting? Once I was feeling: it's really unlucky to have such a deskmate! The character is so bad. I didn't even look at her and say a word to her all afternoon. Some students even severely accused her of defending me.

In this way, at night. When I got home, I was surprised to find my notebook on my desk. It suddenly occurred to me: I didn't have enough homework at noon, so I took my notebook home for review before long, and forgot to bring it in the afternoon ... I was wrong about her!

But after thinking about it, I still don't understand why she doesn't defend herself and has to endure the eyes and accusations of so many classmates. Finally, I finally found an excuse for my question: this may be her difference! Later, I felt that although her clothes were ordinary and simple, she revealed a simple country atmosphere; Although she has language quirks, she is trying to correct them and study hard. Although she is a country girl, she has a tolerant heart that city children don't have. She feels that "a straight foot is not afraid of a crooked shadow", so she never makes excuses. Not to mention her character.

What about me? But I have always misunderstood her and even doubted her character. Hey! Really bigger than it! The next day, I decided to apologize to her, but whenever I wanted to speak, I saw her innocent eyes and suddenly felt as if I had committed a heinous crime, so I dared not face it, let alone speak, so I decided to put it off until the next day.

In this way, day after day, a year passed, Chu Yangxi transferred to another school, but my apology was not completed. In fact, there was one last chance, but I didn't grasp it. When she left, several students went to see her off, but I didn't go at last, because I didn't dare to look her in the eye and always felt guilty. The classmate who went to see her off came back and told me that Chu Yangxi had been waiting for me for a long time. She said that my deskmate and friend for one year would definitely go. And the result? And I gave her another bitter fruit? -Regret.

Until now, I still can't forget the familiar figure full of pastoral flavor. After all, she taught me to be a man and what communication is. What about her? It is a guilt hidden in my heart that can never be erased.

2. The composition "I feel guilty" that time, I felt guilty? How many bitter poems have been picked up by the stream of years.

? -Inscription? ( 1)? Look at this greasy fifty-dollar bill in your hand. My hands are shaking, my heart is twitching, like a beast struggling to survive, like a weak bird in the wind and rain, buy or not? ? My mother across the street is searching for my inner steps with inquiring eyes. Her meticulous and innocent mind can never guess her daughter's complicated psychology, let alone believe that her always honest daughter would cheat her into asking for money to buy a pair of pants she had never seen before.

I tried to avoid my mother's eyes, pretending to say unimportant things easily, but my heart drifted away ...? (2)? "Cough-cough-"There was another violent cough in the bedroom. It's my mother. I'll help my mother touch her back. My mother is like a child who lies and hides something: "Nothing, the smoke is choking-cough-!"" " ? " Mom, no, if you cough like this, I'll buy you some medicine. "

I'm leaving. "Mom this disease is a trivial matter, or save some money to see your dad! I just want to drink a few bowls of sugar water to drive away the cold! " ? Fifty dollars in my pocket seems to be devouring my heart. Besides numbness, there are blood drops, drops, drops. Blood drops are blood given to me by my parents. It seems to have left my body, preferring to disappear into the air rather than live in my dirty thoughts.

I seem to have seen blood bubbles die happily in the sun. Guilty heart is in pain, waves are like needles.

My soul is also struggling. ? "Mom!" My tears finally washed away all the lies and all the reasons.

I want to wash my heart and soul with tears. My mother looked at me blankly and held me in her arms.

When I said all the words, my mother patted me on the back: "I thought it was a big deal. I knew my mistake and corrected it. I was still a good boy." ? (3)? After all, my mother bought me a pair of pants, which is exactly what I wanted, and I put them in the cupboard.

I still wear simple pants made by my mother, which are not fashionable but very practical. ? After experiencing this thing that made me feel guilty, I found that I had changed a lot unconsciously, and I was calm in the face of the noisy world; Facing the boundless life, I found the right path.

? That time, I felt guilty.

At that time, I felt very guilty. When the stained glass showed a low color, the birds lost all their feathers, and I walked past crying.

Let the sea swallow the sunset, and time shattered the memory. However, that day, that person was old and vicissitudes, and the wind of guilt swept through his heart and never faded. That time, I felt guilty.

As night falls, the city's colorful lights are like broken diamonds, dotted with flowers in the boundless darkness. Looking at the way home, I felt remorse inside.

The paper in my hand is like a stone weighing ten million tons, which makes me breathless. The math paper is full of endless helplessness. No way, the teacher asked the parents to sign the paper, so I had to give it to my mother. My mother took the paper casually, and her eyebrows suddenly twisted from 160 degrees to 90 degrees. Her face was somber, her hands trembled, and the atmosphere suddenly changed from warm to cool.

I think I've come to the South Pole. My heart trembled when I saw my mother's face flushed at 76 minutes.

Anxiety swept through me, and I waited for the storm to come. "How did you learn like this? What did you do in class? " My mother turned blue and became more and more angry: "You got 95 points in the math exam last time, and this time …" My mother suddenly became speechless and just looked at me and shook her head.

I didn't say a word, but the nameless fire in my heart jumped three feet: "To err is human, to err is human. Zhuge Liang also played an empty trick, but Guan Yu went to Maicheng!" " I silently thought about it and made excuses for myself. Finally, I couldn't bear it, and poured all my troubles and indignation on my mother: "You still say that I have to do so badly in the exam? There is not enough time. Is this for me? Besides, who are you to criticize me? Didn't you make a mistake when you reported your account in the company last time? " "You ... you ... you ... you have grown up, your wings are hard, and you don't listen to your mother!" My mother was trembling with anger. "Get out of here! Never see me again! " "Mom, you said this, you will regret it. Who cares here! " I slammed the door and left. Mother sobbed from behind.

I didn't go home all night, and my mother didn't sleep all night. He went to the Internet cafes in the city, big and small, and she was cold after running all night. When I got home, the tears on my mother's face had not been erased, and she looked sad and haggard. She didn't blame me too much, but simply said, "Go to sleep first! You have grown up! " I burst into tears and threw myself on the bed, feeling guilty and burying me.

Motherly love may sometimes be a little stormy, but mothers are the most selfless. The thread in a loving mother's hand is the longest in the world.

I just hope I don't feel guilty that time.

At that time, I felt guilty about how many bitter poems I picked up by the stream in the 800-word years.

-Inscription Looking at this hundred-dollar bill in my hand, which is covered with blood and sweat, my hands are constantly shaking, my heart is constantly twitching, like a beast struggling to survive, like a bird bullied in an emotional storm, buy it or not! I tried to avoid my mother's eyes, pretending to say unimportant things easily, but my heart drifted away ... I wanted to buy a Lei Su with this bill, and when I was thinking, the broken sound of the teacup pulled me back from my dream. I walked into the bedroom, and my mother was sitting on the bed, clutching her stomach.

I immediately brought a cup of hot water for my mother to drink. My mother had a rest after drinking hot water. She handed me the cup like a lying child hiding something and said, "Nothing, it's a pity to eat the rest of your watermelon just now." This ..... this watermelon was left over from me yesterday, and it almost broke the next day.

"Mom, no, I'll go to the drugstore to buy medicine for you." Run when I say run.

"Mom, this disease is a trivial matter. Now your father has just been laid off and his family is not well off. I'll have a cup of hot tea in a minute. " With trembling hands, I took out a hundred-dollar bill from my pocket, which was devouring my heart. I can't stop twitching, and numb blood drops are dripping from it. It seems to be leaving my body, preferring to disappear into the air rather than live in my dirty mind.

Guilty heart in pain, like a needle, pierced my clean soul. My tears don't allow the promised deception to flow out of my eyes and wash my heart.

I plunged into my mother's arms, and my mother held me in her arms at a loss and listened patiently to my confession. It was quiet around, and the cicadas in the trees stopped singing. I feel extremely guilty in the world of mother and baby. After listening to my confession, my mother stroked my cheek and said kindly, "It's good to know my mistakes and correct them." In fact, you really want to buy toys, just tell your mother. You don't have to hide from your mother mysteriously. Even if the family is in trouble, the mother you need will try to satisfy you. "

Then I took out my dream Lei Su racing car from the back. It turned out that my mother had long understood my mind and saved money to satisfy my wishes.

My tearful eyes suddenly lit up, and I found the right way to the boundless life in the future: with maternal love and gratitude. That time, I really felt guilty.

5. Write an essay of at least 450 words on the topic of "I am ashamed". Dear teacher, thank you very much! I know I made an unforgivable mistake, but I am glad that I can be a pioneer for everyone with my own actions.

The only thing I'm sorry for is taking up everyone's precious time. I know it's my fault this time. I shouldn't mess around when everyone is resting, affecting others' normal rest. After that, I promise it won't happen again.

I apologize again for taking up the teacher's time. "However, people always make mistakes. Of course, I know this is no excuse. We should try our best to avoid such mistakes. I hope administrators and teachers can believe my repentance.

"People are not sages, to err is human." My bad behavior is not to challenge the discipline of the administrators and teachers.

This is definitely a mistake. What the teacher said is correct. Even if I want to make mistakes, I shouldn't make mistakes in front of you. I feel very ashamed. How did this happen?

I believe that the teacher can see my attitude and know that I have a deep repentance attitude towards this matter. I attach so much importance to this matter that I hope the teacher can forgive my mistakes. I can assure the teacher that I won't fight at noon to affect the rest of other students in the future. These days, I really deeply realized my mistakes. I know what the teacher says can't be ignored, so I will listen to the teacher, and what the teacher says will certainly fulfill her promise. What teachers have to do must be good for our students, so we don't have to challenge teachers' discipline. We are still students, and we have no ability to have the idea of not listening to the teacher. The only thing we students can do is to listen to the teacher and study hard.

Making such a mistake is also a great blow to my parents' expectations of me. Parents work hard to make money so that our children can live a better life and we can devote ourselves to study. However, I went against my parents' wishes. I made such a mistake, which is simply a painstaking denial of my parents. I'm ashamed of it, too. The fatigue of parents is unknown to us. They are busy every day to survive and bear a huge burden for their families. All this is beyond our understanding. The only thing we can do is to be their good children and listen to their parents. They are our closest relatives and the people we can trust most in this society. Therefore, we should try our best to avoid parents getting angry and bringing them unnecessary trouble. And as their closest relatives, we can't make them angry. This is mutual. When we hurt their hearts, we also hurt our own hearts, because we are the closest relatives.

No one can replace it. I'm really sorry about this. I hope the teacher can forgive me and recognize my attitude of admitting mistakes. I really deeply reflected on my mistakes. I hope the teacher will give me another chance to correct my mistake.

I also hope that my classmates will take a warning and don't make the same stupid mistake as me. This time, the lesson is really great. Give me another one (plagiarism, it's my turn to be ashamed ...): 1 This is a very profound exam. I am ashamed of the mistake I made this time. I really shouldn't pay attention to what the teacher said. I shouldn't go against what the teacher said. As students, we should listen to what the teacher said completely, but I didn't pay much attention to what the teacher said this time.

I feel very sorry. I hope the teacher can forgive my mistake. My confession this time is really profound. However, people always make mistakes. Of course, I know this is no excuse. We should try our best to avoid such mistakes. I hope the teacher can believe my repentance.

"People are not sages, to err is human." My bad behavior is not to challenge the teacher's discipline.

This is definitely a mistake. What the teacher said is correct. Even if I want to make mistakes, I shouldn't make mistakes in front of you. I feel very ashamed. How did this happen?

I believe that the teacher can know that I have deep remorse for this matter when he sees my attitude. I attach great importance to this matter I hope the teacher can forgive my mistake. I can assure the teacher that my mobile phone will never appear in your sight again, I will never play with my mobile phone during class, and I will never turn it on during school hours. These days, I really deeply realized my mistakes. I know what the teacher says can't be ignored, so I will listen to the teacher, and what the teacher says will certainly fulfill her promise. What teachers have to do must be good for our students, so we don't have to challenge teachers' discipline. We are still students, and we have no ability to have the idea of not listening to the teacher. The only thing we students can do is to listen to the teacher and study hard.

Making such a mistake is also a great blow to my parents' expectations of me. Parents work hard to make money so that our children can live a better life and we can devote ourselves to study. However, I went against my parents' wishes. I made such a mistake, which is simply a painstaking denial of my parents. I'm ashamed of it, too. The fatigue of parents is unknown to us. They are busy every day to survive and bear a huge burden for their families. All this is beyond our understanding. The only thing we can do is to be their good children and listen to their parents. They are our closest relatives and the people we can trust most in this society. Therefore, we should try our best to avoid parents getting angry and bringing them unnecessary trouble. And as their closest relatives, we can't make them angry. This is mutual. When we hurt their hearts, we also hurt our own hearts, because we are the closest relatives.

No one can replace it. I'm really sorry about this. I hope the teacher can forgive me and recognize my attitude of admitting mistakes. I really deeply reflected on my mistakes. I hope the teacher will give me another chance to correct my mistake.

I also hope that my classmates will take a warning and don't make the same stupid mistake as me.

6. I felt guilty that time. Last week, the teacher assigned an assignment: washing my mother's feet.

"Why not? I have to wash my feet. Even if I have to wash clothes for a day, I am willing! " I muttered to myself.

It's not that I don't want to. I'm just a little embarrassed. Besides, my mother may not agree. She just wants me to study with peace of mind. I can't help it I had to wash it by force. How else can my writing go on?

When I got home on Friday night, I said hello to my mother first: "Mom, our teacher said … that … that … that … we …" I faltered.

"So be it, you'd better say it quickly. Don't tell me something, don't delay your study! " Mom stopped what she was doing and stared at me. I answered it casually twice, but I just didn't say it. Just washing the basin twice. What's the big deal? But I'm just embarrassed. At night, I rolled in bed and couldn't sleep. After all, there is one big thing to do.

The night is quiet and serene, everything has entered a sweet dream, and my mother's room is still shining brightly. I leaned against the door curiously to hear what was going on inside. There was no sound for a long time. Just as I was about to turn around, I vaguely heard: "What does the teacher want her to do? Why didn't she say anything? " Suddenly, my eyes were moist. In the dead of night, only my mother is still worried about my unfinished words.

I couldn't hold back my emotions any longer. I gently brought a basin of water, took a towel and knocked on my mother's door.

After seeing me, my mother's surprised expression made me feel more guilty. "Mom, let me wash your feet so that you can have a better rest." I fought back my tears and said with a smile.

"No, no, you have a class tomorrow. I washed my feet. You should go back to bed quickly. And ... "

"Mom, you sit down. I'll tell you while washing my feet. " Mother was pushed by me to sit on the bed.

"Mom, the teacher told us to study hard and repay our mother when we grow up ..." That night, I told my mother a lot.

That time, I felt guilty. It was also in guilt that I found myself growing up overnight.

7. How to write that time, composition 700 entered junior high school, we had joys and sorrows, and I felt guilty. Happily, the brand-new learning environment, teachers' hard teaching, met new classmates and friends; What is worrying is that teachers' teaching methods have changed, and their grades are not as high as 90 points in primary school. ...

as soon as...

Let's talk about that Chinese exam. During the exam, I was confident and did every question carefully. However, as soon as the paper was handed down, I was dumbfounded: a red number that I never expected-67 points. Oh, my God, what?

Is the exam so bad? I can't keep my mouth shut with my paper. I heard that everyone's grades are completely different from those in primary school. Although junior high school is not as good as primary school, and its knowledge, methods and standards are completely different, it has always made Chinese very good.

There is a heavy stone in my heart.

There, my mind was blank, and my mind was not on the test paper at all, thinking about this topic, where could I go wrong, why, and so on … I was thinking about how to show my parents when I got home! The grades were so poor, not to mention how tangled they were at that time.

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Yes, I just got home and smiled at my mother: "I'm back." Is there an exam today? " I was stunned on the spot and felt guilty, so I had to stutter and answer, "No … No … Ah! I do my homework first.

Then he dropped his schoolbag and ran to his room. However, I couldn't hide it from my mother. In the evening, I rummaged through my schoolbag and immediately found the test paper I had hidden in my math book. I think: it has been discovered.

I am dead! Unexpectedly, instead of scolding me, my mother patiently picked up the paper and sat next to me to analyze the wrong questions of the paper with me: Why is it wrong? Why?

After passing the exam, I understand that my reading ability is still lacking. My mother said I didn't read enough extra-curricular books and told me to read more books and master some extra-curricular knowledge. I nodded and the heavy stone in my heart suddenly disappeared. I have confidence again. I must learn Chinese well!

No matter what mistakes you have made, tell the adults truthfully, because adults have much more experience than themselves, and they will show you the way to the door of life, but you have to push that door open yourself.

8. At that time, I felt very guilty. As a middle school student, I am extremely lacking in knowledge and my mind is often hot.

That time, I did something that would shock anyone. Because of this, I feel deeply guilty.

A few years ago, my family had a lively and lovely little yellow dog. Grandma likes it very much, and I also like to play by myself. When I lack spiritual will, it will relieve my troubles. When I need warmth, it will come to accompany me. I am a man who will grow up, but I will never grow up. Because of my fault, we are separated by Yin and Yang, and I have never seen them again. It can't find it anymore. At home, I saw a small green water bottle with the label "Big Mac" on it. I think, if the dog drinks it, will it really become a "big MAC"? So I came to it with a small bottle and great curiosity. I poured the Big Mac into its food and the dog ate happily. At first, it didn't respond. About an hour later, the puppy spat foam in its mouth. Grandma saw the puppy like this and asked me sternly, "Did you feed the puppy?" I'm holding my little water bottle. Grandma saw it, and immediately grabbed the bottle from my hand, pointing and saying, "This is for weeding. How can I feed it to the puppy? " After that, he gave the dog medicine with a needle.

But once again disappointed, useless. The puppy began to foam a lot again. I saw its pain from the tears flowing out of its eyes, and it seemed to see our past happiness. We laughed and fought together, but I'm sorry for that. Let us never have such a good time again.

It's no use saying anything now. At noon, I made its favorite gravy. When I brought the gravy to him, the puppy was dying. I couldn't extricate myself from my heavy heart. I cried. At three o'clock in the afternoon, it died with a smile. You opened us up and left our once warm home.

Shui Han, the wind rustling, is gone forever. I'm sorry for my sadness. I regret it. I am sad. I deserve to die. I am guilty. I ... it's been more than two years now, and I haven't forgotten it, because I can't. I have been blaming myself. I ... feel guilty.

9. Write a composition "I am the most guilty person". I am the most guilty person.

In the long river of my memory, I have done many stupid things. Every time I pick up that pen, the kind grandfather comes to my mind. At that time, my heart was always restless for a long time.

"Ding, Ding" is ringing, which is the bell of the last class. Under the guidance of the teacher, we lined up and walked out of the school gate. As soon as I left school, I went into the shop, bought a brand-new pen, and then walked out of the shop happily. At that time, I went home by bus. The bus arrived at the designated place-the hutong in our village, so I had to walk home by myself. "Here we are!" I said something. Say that finish, I hurried out of the car, pen in hand, thinking, I want to go home and try this pen quickly. Thinking of this, I ran home at once. I didn't expect to run faster and faster, and immediately I couldn't stop. At a corner, I turned quickly without paying much attention, and as a result, I ran into an orange booth and knocked it over. I looked around and found that the vendor was empty, which was a sigh of relief. At this time, I found that although the stall owner of the orange stand was empty, the stall owner next to him was staring at me. At this time, I was so scared that my mind went blank. I quickly grabbed some oranges on the ground and put them in that basket. I stood up hurriedly and ran home as hard as I could. After running for a while, I looked back and saw that no one was chasing me, so I stopped. My heart calmed down, but I thought: what should I do?

What if the stall owner knows that I knocked over his booth? I touched my pocket with my hand and suddenly thought of it; How come? Why is the pen I just bought missing? Did you put it on the orange rack? What the hell should I do? I turned around and saw another stall owner talking to an old man, who was still picking up oranges on the ground. I think he is the stall owner. I looked at it carefully again, and it turned out that my pen was in the old man's hand. I suddenly panicked. Should I get my pen back? Go ahead. No sooner had I taken a step than I suddenly stopped. Isn't this a trap? "That's him!" Another supplier found me. I had to walk over and thought I was finished this time. Unexpectedly, my grandfather scolded me and said, "This pen is yours. Take it quickly! " This pen is very useful for your study. You must use it to write many good articles in the future! "It makes me feel guilty and speechless. Tears have been swirling in my eyes. I quickly ran away from there, and at this time, my tears had already flowed down.

Grandpa, I'm sorry!