Antonyms for impatience

Being impatient is not a habit. Below I have compiled the antonyms of impatient. Everyone is welcome to read and learn! Antonym of impatient

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Chapter 1: Impatient

My greatest advantage is my willingness to help others, and my greatest disadvantage is impatient.

Let’s talk about the advantages first. Ever since I started school, my classmate Zhao Peilun’s seat has been a “garbage dump”. No one likes Zhao Peilun and no one wants to be friends with him. The teacher actually asked me to sit behind the "garbage dump". I was so angry at that time that I kept muttering: "What a bad luck, I don't want to be next to the 'garbage dump'." However, I was the first one every time. One person reached out to help Zhao Peilun clean the "garbage station".

Let’s talk about my bad habit - impatient! Once, the school left a lot of homework, and I still hadn't finished it until seven or eight o'clock in the evening. At this time, I heard the TV outside turned on. Listening to the sound of the TV, I stood up immediately. My mother saw it and asked, "Where are you going?" After my mother said this, I had to sit down. Suddenly, I felt uncomfortable all over, like an ant on a hot pot. I became more and more anxious and wanted to watch TV more and more, but in the end I still didn't dare. Half an hour passed, and I didn't do any homework at all. I was only thinking about what was on TV. This is good, not only the homework is not finished, but also an hour of time is wasted. Afterwards, I thought, wouldn’t it be enough if I finished my homework within this hour? well! I'm such an impatient person.

Look! This is me, a quick-tempered person who loves to help others.

Chapter 2: Impatient Me

I am an ordinary student. From the outside, I couldn’t be more ordinary. A pair of big black grape-like eyes are embedded in the oval face, with long eyelashes flashing. Under the eyes is a big nose, and under the nose is a big mouth - he talks non-stop after class, he is impatient.

For example, last time! My mother asked me to boil a pot of water before going to work. Before my mother went out, I went to fetch water. In order to go faster, I turned on the faucet as high as possible. After a while, the water was full. Because the faucet was turned to the maximum, I couldn't close it for a while, and the water splashed all over me. I turned off the faucet with great effort and went to boil water. The water was boiling too slowly, and I didn't have the patience to wait. When I heard the playing of my friends outside, I really wanted to go out and play! But I was afraid of a fire, so I told myself I couldn’t go out! After another half minute, I couldn't help it anymore and turned on the TV to watch. "Beep!" The kettle rang, the water was boiling. I rushed over to get the handle of the kettle, but it was so hot that I threw the kettle away. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and didn't burn my feet. Looks like I have to boil the water again! Oops! Looking at the red and swollen hand, I wanted to cry, but I couldn't, so I had to smile bitterly.

This is the "impatient" me. I am very distressed. How can I change it? Can you give me some advice?

Chapter 3: Composition on my impatient temper

I am impatient and try to do everything "quickly". It takes others ten minutes to eat, but I finish it in less than two minutes. Because I have a short temper, I hate and fear grandma asking me to boil water the most. But I don’t know why, grandma prefers to call me.

Look, grandma asked me to boil water again, which annoyed me very much. But grandma's orders could not be disobeyed, so I had to obey them.

I brought a kettle to fill the water, and for the sake of speed, I turned the faucet to the maximum. Hey, this water really looks like me! After a while, the water was full, but because the water was turned on too much and could not be closed for a while, the water was full and spilled all over the floor. Alas, it's really——

Immediately afterwards, he put the kettle on the gas, turned the heat to the maximum, and sat aside to wait. But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the water. I wanted to go out and play for a while, but as soon as I stepped out of the door, the kettle started ringing.

I quickly ran to the gas stove and counted "100, 99...20...". Who knows, when I counted to "0", the kettle was still "humming", so I had no choice but to count again. .

Finally, the water boiled. I jumped three feet high, quickly turned off the gas and went to carry the kettle, but I didn't expect that the handle of the kettle was so hot from the fire that I couldn't carry it at all. The boiling water splashed on my feet and flowed to the ground. Looking at the boiling water spilled all over the floor and touching my red feet, I wanted to cry, but I couldn't.

Alas! What a bad thing it is for me to be so impatient!

Chapter 4: Mom is impatient

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" As soon as I heard the familiar footsteps, so urgent and fast, I knew that my mother was back on time. . I hurriedly opened the door and saw that my mother had already arrived at the door carrying large and small bags. That bag is full of vegetables, salt, oil, etc. every day. As soon as I entered the door, my mother put down her things and started to turn on the gas stove, then folded, cooked, and cooked. At this time, I saw beads of sweat on my mother's forehead flowing down her cheeks drop by drop, and my mother's hair seemed to be wet. Looking at her hair, I suddenly discovered that there were a few white hairs on my mother's head. Isn't this white hair a sign that my mother was busy at work and cared about her family?

My mother does things very quickly. My mother always rushes to do the cleaning at home. Seeing that the house was too dirty, he rolled up his sleeves without saying a word, picked up the broom and started sweeping. She cleaned carefully, not sparing any corner. In a short time, she had the house clean.

An impatient mother gets angry when she sees others move slowly. As long as you move slower, she will scream at the top of her lungs. One time, I took my time doing my homework, and my mother got angry. She raised her voice and shouted: "Jiawei, write quickly!" But I was still dawdling, and my mother became even more angry. She ran over and grabbed my ears hard, which made me grit my teeth in pain, but my mother still couldn't relieve her anger, and again He slapped me several times and said, "I told you to be slow in your homework!" After that, I never had to be slow in my homework.

My mother does things quickly and well. I am very envious. I must want to be like my mother!

Chapter 5: Impatient

My grandmother is a typical impatient. Her impatience is not ordinary. Why? Please listen to me slowly.

During the National Day holiday, my mother and grandma discussed buying train tickets to travel to Hong Kong. Our family's ears have been victims ever since. Since the beginning of school, there have been at least three phone calls from grandma every day. Whenever the phone called my grandma's number, I already understood what was on the phone. As expected, "Yang Yun, have you bought the train tickets with Haohao? Hurry up and buy them." "There are a lot of people during the National Day Golden Week. If we don't hurry up, we won't be able to buy anymore..." This sentence lingers on the phone every day. I thought: If grandma said this again, she might even be able to say it on the phone. By the end of September, grandma urged her even more frequently, even calling after 6 a.m. to inquire. Every time my mother said she didn't buy it, grandma would complain: "Hurry up, or you won't be able to go..." Sometimes when she gets angry, she will yell in a hurry. After my mother bought the train ticket, my grandma urged us to prepare clothes early. Alas, isn't she an impatient person?

When I arrived in Hong Kong, my grandma let go of her impatient personality. Once, when we visited a tourist spot and decided to postpone dinner, my grandmother immediately turned gloomy and objected strongly. She dragged us to the hotel without allowing us to tell the difference. We were in a tourist area at that time, and the restaurants around us were expensive and not delicious, but my grandma didn’t want to spend too much money, so she dragged us into the hotel in a hurry. Even though grandma is 77 years old, she is no less anxious than young people. If we dare to say "no", she will argue with you at a volume of up to 90 decibels. At this time, you are really going to take advantage of her. There is no way.

However, grandma’s impatience is not entirely without merit. Take for example every time I go back to grandma’s house. Every time I leave, grandma will prepare food, clothing and food a day or two in advance. Buy them for me, so that if you want something else, you can have time to choose carefully.

I love my impatient grandma.

Chapter 6: My impatient friend

Zhang Yuyuan is my good friend. She has big eyes, beautiful short hair, and often wears sportswear. Although she looks quite stable, she is notoriously impatient.

One time, she came to play with me. My mother asked me to change clothes. As soon as I found the clothes, she rang the doorbell again. I ran over and picked up the phone. Her urgent voice came from the other side: "Physician Lu, hurry up. My mother gave me an hour." I'll go home later." I couldn't help but shout "Tian", it only took me a minute, and it would take another hour. I hung up the phone, quickly changed my clothes, and ran downstairs. As soon as we walked out of the corridor, Zhang Tiyuan picked me up and said gushingly: "Come down here. We haven't seen each other for a month. Today is our day off so I can come and play with you. I'm afraid it will be a few months later." We won’t be able to see each other again.” I nodded, and she continued, “Our teacher asked us to make insect specimens. Let’s go catch grasshoppers together.” I happily agreed. We came to the grass next to the small square. She started looking for it immediately. I took the bag and looked for it carefully. I looked up at her and saw her bending over, walking gently, staring straight at the grass, never letting go of a grasshopper. . I kicked the grass with my feet, and a small figure jumped in front of me. I called Zhang Tiyuan over and tiptoed over. I saw a big gray-brown grasshopper still lying leisurely on the grass. Zhang Tiyuan caught it with a light pounce. I really admire her skills. I don't even dare to touch a grasshopper!

I put it in the bag. At this time, Zhang Yuyuan stared at a yellow butterfly again. The butterfly stopped on the blade of grass. She walked over lightly. I didn't dare to move or breathe. I just saw her pinching the butterfly with her hands and she caught the butterfly. I was heartbroken. I thought she would be so patient at this time. But - when she put the butterfly into the bag, before I squeezed it tightly, she let go of her hand, and the butterfly took the opportunity to fly away. Zhang Yuyuan said: "What a pity, what a pity!" I said: "Hey, Don't be too impatient next time!"

We played for a while, and Zhang Tiyuan looked at his watch as if he remembered something, "Yeah, it's too late," she said to me, "I have to. Let's go, Prime Minister Lu, goodbye, see you next month!" After saying that, she rode away quickly, and I felt lost. We wouldn't see her again until next month. Unexpectedly, she stopped again and shouted at me: "Goodbye, little curly hair." I laughed and shouted back: "Goodbye, impatient!"

This is my impatient friend Zhang Yuyuan .

Chapter 7: An impatient mother

Speaking of my mother, with her small eyes, straight bridge of nose, and tight lips, you can tell at a glance that she is impatient.

Hey! Just because of her acuteness, I don’t know how many times I’ve been beaten, how many tears I’ve shed, and how many roads I’ve walked!

When I was in fifth grade, the sun was so bright that day that it was so bright that it was hard to open your eyes. Coincidentally, that day was my second aunt's birthday. My mother and I went out to take the bus. As soon as we went out, I had an ominous premonition. When we arrived at the station, we looked around for half an hour, but there was no sign of buses. At this time, my mother stood up and stomped back and forth, her high heels making a "dong-dong" sound. That's not all. She stamped her feet and murmured to herself: "You're not coming! I'm so anxious! What's wrong with this driver..." I was so upset that I lost all interest. I'm not talking about her. You know, as soon as I tell her not to talk about it endlessly, she will blame me: "Hey! You little heartless little thing, if the bus comes later, I will give you the fare. Do you believe it?" Don’t believe it” Hey! There's nothing I can do about it, my mother is so impatient!

More than ten minutes later, my mother couldn’t stand it any longer and said to me anxiously: “How about—we go to your second aunt’s house?” Before I could answer, She made her own decision: "Okay, that's it!" Then she pulled me away.

She also said to me with a smile on her face as she walked: "Look, you can save time and exercise at the same time, the best of both worlds!"

I don't know if she walked too fast or because her hairpin was not pressed down. Well, she didn’t even notice when the hairpin fell to the ground, and she didn’t even notice when I almost fell. She is an impatient person, so you can’t blame her for being too impatient and not noticing anything. Do you think that’s not the case? Slowly we moved from walking to running. Her long, beautiful hair was swaying in the wind, a pair of shorts were tightly wrapped around her legs, and her eyes were full of anxiety. Just from her appearance, I can tell that she is impatient. After running for more than an hour, we finally arrived. oops! My mother! It’s so tiring! I gasped for air.

Hey, there’s nothing I can do about it, why would my mother be so impatient!

Chapter 8: Impatient Me

No gold is pure and no one is perfect. I have many shining points, but I also have shortcomings - impatient.

One morning, the hour hand on the watch pointed to 6, and the minute hand pointed to a little over 12. But my companion hasn’t come to see me yet. We agreed to leave at 6 o'clock, and it is now 6:03 minutes. I then looked out the window to the north, and there was no one there. I felt relieved now, which proved that it was still early.

Click, click, click, time passed by minute by second, and the minute hand was already sandwiched between 6 and 5. In the lower grades of elementary school, I usually went to school at this time. Why haven't you come yet? Listening to the "swishing" running sound of Miaozhen Brothers made me upset. I really want this brother to be able to crawl slowly like a snail sister!

It’s time to come. I quickly ran to the door, eyes wide open, looking north for them. There are already five or six students on the road going to school. I walked into the house disappointed. I thought to myself: Why haven't you come yet? It's too late to wait any longer. Are they gone? Will they leave first? Do I still have to wait? Soon? I really wish they could appear in front of me in an instant. Dad said: "How about you look again!" I went to greet it with hope, but I came back disappointed again! I was so anxious that I kept stamping my feet, which made the floor thump!

No, I can’t wait any longer. I have to go first and I have to rush to do my duty! Dad shouted: "Come back! Wait until you come back!" "But," before I could finish speaking, Dad said first, "Have you forgotten why I was waiting for you in the first place? Just wait patiently!"

At this time, I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, spinning around. I looked at the time again and again. At that moment, how I wished I could turn back time! Although I am at home, my heart has already flown to school!

That’s just me. I get impatient when I encounter little things in life.