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A short composition
A little composition 1 Lantern Festival is a traditional festival. Every household has to make lanterns, so the teacher assigned this homework and let me know what love is.
I hesitated at home for a long time, but I still couldn't start. Suddenly feel very annoyed. At this time, I am like an ant jumping up and down in a hot pot. "Tomorrow is the deadline. What should I do? " I whispered. Just when I was about to give up, my mother, the lifeline appeared. She smiled and said, "Lanterns are actually not difficult. Let's solve it together! " With the encouragement of my mother, I seem to have a feeling of renewed morale!
At first, we were helpless, so my mother took me everywhere to borrow lanterns and learn how to do it step by step. I didn't expect my mother to actually make the prototype of the lantern. I was so excited that I danced. Gradually, the night gets dark, the moon rises slowly, it's time to eat, and we are still doing it. Seeing this, our mood suddenly sank to the bottom, because the paper was broken and all previous efforts were in vain. So I backed out and said to my mother, "Forget it, it's too difficult. We won't do that. " Hearing this, my mother looked at me firmly and said earnestly, "Son, success comes after countless failures, and failure is the mother of success!" " "I don't understand this truth, so I went to bed early.
At midnight, the moon hangs in the sky like a jade plate, shining through the rays of sunshine in Wei Yun! I ran down the living room because I had to go to the toilet. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the table in the living room. A familiar figure appeared. She looks thin. I seem to see a little white hair on my side face. I rubbed my eyes. It was my mother in the moonlight. She is making holiday lanterns step by step. I know I can't help. I went back to my bedroom with tears in my eyes and stayed up all night. In the school bag, there are lanterns made by mother. On the Lantern Festival, my lantern was paid attention to in my class. I can't forget that scene!
I had a good time this Lantern Festival. When I think of my mother, lanterns will appear in my heart, and watermarks will be engraved in my mind like woodcuts, leaving an indelible mark in my life.
Two years is a long time, and time is long. Some people and some things are unforgettable. That is the highlight of life, the memory of life.
On this day, our Chinese teacher Wang told us a composition "An Unforgettable Accident". As he spoke, Mr. Wang put his hand on his chest and looked up and recalled, "I came to work that day, and I was stopped by the traffic police as soon as I left the community door." I immediately reacted: I didn't bring my helmet. " That silver helmet is in my basket. The traffic police stopped me and gave me a bunch of laws and regulations. My brain is blank and I can't remember a word. Finally he gave me a ticket and asked me to pay 20 yuan. "Teacher Wang cleared his throat and said," I really wanted to argue at that time. The helmet is obviously in my basket. I did, but I didn't wear it on my head. But I thought about it: I am a Chinese teacher. I usually teach students to admit their mistakes when they do something wrong, rather than picking holes. Now I made a mistake: I didn't wear a helmet according to law, and I was picky. What's the point of teaching students at ordinary times? So I didn't quibble, just apologized and promised to wear a helmet next time. 20 yuan turned and rode away. When I got back to the office, I thought about it again. I was deeply ashamed of what I taught my students and what I did just now. " Speaking, the Chinese teacher Wang bowed his head.
This is just a trivial matter, but what really shocked me was the last sentence of Mr. Wang: "When you make a mistake, bravely admit it, sometimes it is more dignified than sophistry!"
A Little Thing Composition 3 In my mind, a little thing is never forgotten. It witnessed the eternal friendship between me and "longan".
I remember that day, I brought a beloved mechanical pencil back to school. My deskmate "Longan" saw it and liked it very much. After class, she took my arm and said, "Hey, pear, what pen is that?" ? It's beautiful. "Oh, this one is from mechanical pencil, my piano teacher. "Looking at her expectant eyes, I thought to myself: She won't want me to give it to her, will she?
We are really good friends and soul mates. "Pear, I think this mechanical pencil is so special. Can you give it to me? " That gentle little voice rang in my ear. Listening to this irresistible voice, I hesitated. This is my favorite pen, and I am a little reluctant to give it to her! "Please, pear, I like it so much. Can you give it to me? " "Longan" gently shook my arm and said coquetry.
Do you want to send it or not? I am on the horns of a dilemma. Send? I won't have my beloved mechanical pencil; We are good friends, and it is very stingy not to send them. After thinking for a while, I finally had an idea. I said to her, "Longan is the pen of our friendship. Please remember: it symbolizes our friendship. We can't have conflicts. If there are contradictions, our friendship will disappear. Then please give me back this friendship pen, will you? "
"Longan" nodded happily. "Well, our friendship will last forever."
To this day, whenever I see mechanical pencil lying in the "longan" pencil case, my heart will be full of sweetness. It's good to have this good friend!
On Saturday, I went out for a walk with my grandmother, but my stomach sang "Empty City Plan". I looked at grandma with a smile. Grandma seemed to know my mind and said, "Buy something to eat." I clap my hands happily. There is a stall of baked sweet potatoes by the roadside, and the attractive fragrance comes to the nose. We can't help walking there.
There were three or four people standing by the big fire, all holding money, waiting impatiently. Sweet potatoes are baked one by one. Looking at the big round sweet potato, I couldn't help swallowing. The first two people quickly bought their favorite sweet potatoes, and the third person put one yuan on the stove, took a sweet potato and left. The man selling sweet potatoes was too busy to speak at the moment. "Next", while looking at whether there was baked sweet potatoes in the stove, he didn't even care about that one yuan. The fourth customer was dressed in black and had a gold ring on her finger. He stared at the one-dollar bill on the stove and said, "Did I just give you money?" No one answered, so she lifted her clothes and touched them in her trouser pocket. I thought she would take out a hundred-dollar bill. Who knows, she took her hand out of her pocket and immediately put it on a Zhang Yiyuan bill. She smiled cunningly, slowly, pretending to loosen her fist, pushed the one-dollar bill forward, grandly picked up a sweet potato and weighed it. What a surprise! She actually did such a thing in broad daylight! What is even more incredible is that, in full view of the public, she not only didn't blush, but also looked indifferent, turned around and left, and soon disappeared. This is probably what people often say, "People are afraid of shameless ghosts!"
Friends, do you think this is appropriate? Are you willing to lose a person's minimum dignity because of this dollar?
A small matter composition 5 Our family moved to a new house, but there is no clothes hanger in the new house, so the clothes we brought can't be hung. So my father told me to go to the supermarket to buy clothes hangers, gave me 20 yuan as money to buy clothes hangers, and told me to buy them ... Before my father finished, I ran downstairs. I am very excited, because this is the first time I have spent so much money to buy things.
On the way to the supermarket, I think I just need to buy something to hang my clothes on. In the supermarket, the goods here are dazzling. I walked to the place where clothes hangers were sold. Wow! There are all kinds of clothes hangers, long, short, expensive and cheap. I hesitated. I didn't catch what kind of clothes hanger dad asked me to buy. I think there is a children's clothes rack here, which is very suitable for hanging my clothes and pants. The style is also very beautiful and the price is very cheap. Six clothes were only 6 yuan, so I bought three. I went to the cashier to pay, *** 18 yuan, I paid 20 yuan, and my aunt got my 2 yuan back. I picked up the clothes rack and money and went home happily. "Ah, so small! Can I hang this? You have grown up, this is only suitable for hanging your underwear, and our clothes can't be hung. " Dad laughed a little angrily.
So, my father asked me to return two small hangers and gave me 15 yuan to buy three more big hangers. "Hey, kid, why did you take it back? Do you want to change it? " I nodded shyly to the clerk. "Nothing, go." Aunt said with a smile. I chose again and again, chose again and again, compared again and again, and finally decided to buy three hangers for 8 yuan. I walked home with heavy steps with clothes hangers and money.
Along the way, I was thinking about such a small thing, but I didn't do it well. It seems that no matter what you do, you should be serious and not careless, so that you can get twice the result with half the effort, otherwise you will get twice the result with half the effort.
I have a bad temper and cowardice, but there is one thing that keeps me away from my bad temper and makes me unforgettable.
One summer, I learned singing in the trees. I fight all day, because I am not a friend at my deskmate. When he was angry, he turned his right hand into a stone and slammed it on the table. I seem to hear the table shout pain, then I pushed the chair away and punched it, but I was too timid to tell the teacher.
He seized my weakness of cowardice and kept hitting me, even with the 38th parallel on the table. Once, when I was collecting English papers, he threw a pencil on the ground and shouted, you are a great team leader. You dropped my pen. Did you see that it was broken? I borrowed it from someone else, you know? Before I could explain, I saw an arm on my head and I was knocked down. I whispered, deskmate, I'm sorry I was wrong. You see, I have many pens. I can give you some. Sorry, sorry. Give it to me? I don't want you to give it to me, so you can't leave today. Come on, let's find a teacher to judge. I told the teacher what happened. He said, Xiao Ming, even if Yulun did it on purpose, you can't do this. Tell you what, please come to your parents once tonight and explain to them. I said confidently: OK! Xiao Ming said guiltily: Hmm!
The next morning, the teacher took two parents to the computer room to read the records. When Xiao Ming's parents saw this situation, they reacted like teachers and criticized Xiao Ming. After being educated by the teacher, Xiao Ming said to me: I'm sorry, it was all my fault before. I pushed you to the ground yesterday. Will it still hurt? Should I buy some medicine? Tears welled up in my eyes and I said gratefully, Xiao Ming, it doesn't matter. In my mind, you have the courage to tell your mistakes, which is my good deskmate. Even if this matter is over, let's go back to the sunny and happy campus!
This incident changed my timid bad temper and won the most beautiful deskmate award in the second semester.
A trivial matter Composition 7 From a trivial matter, a person's spiritual quality can always be reflected.
I remember once, when I was walking to school, I saw an old man fall down and was about to help her. At this moment, a child flew past like an arrow. I saw the old man with his hands on the ground, and his right hand rubbed his thigh from time to time, which seemed to hurt. He asked anxiously, "Grandma, are you all right?" Grandma smiled and said, "I'm fine!" " He took grandma's hand and helped her up slowly, saying, "Slow down!" " "Then, they slowly walked to the stone bench next to them.
"Thank you, little friend." "You're welcome." He took down his schoolbag, unzipped it, took out a pack of paper towels and handed it up. He said, "Grandma, clean the dust first." Grandma said, "OK, thank you, little friend." Grandma smiled and touched his head and said, "You are a good boy!" " "He looked at the old lady and said," What are you doing out so early? " Grandma said, "I went out to buy food." I may have walked too fast just now, so I fell down. " "Does your foot hurt?" "A little, but it doesn't matter. "He knows that grandma is actually very painful, just afraid that others will worry.
The old woman suddenly remembered something and asked eagerly, "Are you going to be late for school, little friend?" He shook his head and said, "It's only six forty, my school is in front, and it's still early!" " "He said," where is your home? Shall I take you home? " Grandma said, "No, it's too much trouble." He said, "Then ask your family to pick you up. I have a mobile phone. " Grandma told him the phone number and got through. Five minutes later, grandma saw her son and shouted, "Here it is! Here it is! "Uncle heard the sound, stopped the car, ran to grandma and said," Mom, are you okay? " "Nothing, thanks to this little friend." Uncle said excitedly, "thank you, little friend." He smiled indifferently like a spring breeze.
There are many things in life that are small and big, and ordinary things can better reflect a person's spiritual quality.
A little thing before composition 8, a friend shouted that the pacifier of the child at home was not suitable, saying that her husband should go out and buy a pacifier corresponding to the bottle for the child, but because her husband went to work, she postponed buying the pacifier!
That afternoon, we went shopping together and passed the maternal and child store he mentioned before. I told my friend that when I came back, I could give the baby a pacifier at buy buy. Friends are ok!
On my way back, I passed the maternal and infant shop again. Because the stroller is pushed, one person should look after the children outside and go in alone to buy them. Originally, I thought of pacifiers, so I went in and bought them myself, and let my friends look after the children outside! I did buy it myself, but did the salesperson have a membership card when checking out?
Because I don't know if my friend has a membership card, I ask my friend if he has a membership card. My friend said he had a membership card! Then I thought to myself that if I got a membership card, I could get a discount or points, and there was still a discount more or less. Then I went out and asked my friends to go back to the store to pay!
After paying the money, I have been thinking, maybe I shouldn't care about the discount or points from the beginning. I should only pay the money locally and give the pacifier to my child, just like I bought him a small gift.
But in the end, my friend paid the bill when he entered the store. Maybe he thought a little too much at first, always thinking that he could get a discount, or that integral was a good thing, but he didn't think of a pacifier, that is, 20 yuan. There is no need to ask his friend to pay any more!
After all, going to a friend's house this time also brought me a lot of trouble and cost my friend a lot! However, I seem to lack so much family spirit, so I asked my friend to pay for a pacifier!
Maybe my friends don't care so much, maybe it's just a small matter, but after returning home, I have been thinking that I should pay directly and shouldn't consider so much!
Sometimes in the face of some small things, we should keep a cool head and make clear judgments!
One day during the winter vacation, I wandered alone in Keji Street. It's cold outside and there are snowflakes in the sky. Suddenly, not far away came the cry of "Sugar-Coated Berry". I looked up. On the road ahead, an old man is standing beside a tricycle. The glass box on the tricycle is filled with my favorite candied haws.
I hurried over. Grandpa is selling, making new candied haws.
I pointed to the string I had just finished and shouted softly, "Grandpa, I want this string."
Grandpa smiled and said to me, "OK." Pass me the string of red and bright hot candied haws in a bag and say, "Girl, two dollars."
I took the candied haws, took out a five-yuan paper towel from my pocket and handed it to grandpa.
Grandpa put the money in the till and picked up some one-dollar bills and handed them to me.
I took the money and the sugar bud reed and walked while eating.
Suddenly I found a blue bow in the window of a small shop on the roadside, so I stopped to ask how much it was. The aunt inside smiled and held out three fingers to me. I just bought a sugar-coated gourd and just got it back for three yuan. I still have it in my hand. I handed the money to my aunt: "I want that blue one."
Aunt took the money and counted it. She smiled and said, "Girl, here is four dollars." Said, and returned the extra dollar to me.
I took the money, and my heart was warm: Aunt is really a good person.
I walked on while eating sugar reeds, and suddenly I stopped: no! This dollar belongs to the grandfather who just sold candied haws.
I quickly turned and ran back.
Panting, I ran to grandpa. Grandpa smiled at me and asked, "Why did the girl come back again?"
I handed the one yuan to my grandfather and said, "Grandpa, you just gave me one yuan more."
Grandpa took the money and gave me a thumbs-up and said, "What a good boy!" " "
My Sweetie in my heart, while walking, happily eating Sugar-Coated Berry.
A small matter composition 10 A small matter happened yesterday. Although it was a small matter, it left a very deep impression on me. This just reflects the corruption of society, narrow-minded and not caring about others. In this case, my brain is still recalling this matter. ......
As night fell, my mother forced me to get a haircut. We are on our way to the hair salon. Suddenly, I looked up and saw a bright moon embedded high in the dark screen, as if to bring light to mankind and guide our way forward. I came to the hair salon before I knew it. As soon as I entered, an uncle was preparing to wash the guest's hair. My uncle took me to the shampoo place and washed my hair in a daze. Suddenly a family came, and they wanted to cut off the child's head. The child's father said, "Cut his head into a flat head, the shallowest one!" " Use a tick. "After an uncle began to cut. I was surprised to find that the child's hair was too short when I cut it. I finished cutting, and so did he. Why so soon? When I saw him, I was completely bald. When his father saw it, he was anxious. He opened his mouth and began to curse: "What is this crew cut? Is it a Japanese crew cut or a western crew cut? "I don't think the father of the child should be like this. Why does he swear when he opens his mouth? He said he wanted the shallowest one. It was his own fault. I set foot on this road home. When you look up at the moon, you will always find something insufficient. Think of this world, there are always some shortcomings! If we can take care of each other in life, we will have a respect for the elderly, and increasing care for children will make people more tolerant and understanding! As long as we can get rid of these, we will make the world a better place!
Such a small thing can reflect the social outlook, and human beings should take care of each other!
A small composition 1 1 All kinds of things happen around us every day, including big things and small things, things that make people happy and things that make people sad. I experienced such a small thing today, which made me feel deeply.
The weather is really hot. The sun shines on the earth like a big fireball, and it feels like people are going to be cooked. I really don't want to go out if it weren't for class. On the way home from school, my mother and I said, "Mom, if only I had a plate of iced watermelon in front of me at this time!" " Say that finish, we looked at each other, eyes full of affirmation of the idea. Coincidentally, just arrived at the gate of the community, I saw a tractor selling watermelons. An old man shouted: "sell watermelon, sell watermelon, no charge if it is not sweet." My mother and I walked straight over. The old man is about 70 years old, with white hair like a white hat, dark skin shining in the sun, wrinkles on his forehead like waves, and calluses on his hands. I think this old man must be very hard at ordinary times, and he has to come out to sell watermelons at such a big age. While I was thinking, my mother picked out the watermelon. Grandpa weighed it and said, "Seven dollars and fifty cents!" " My mother gave my grandfather ten yuan. My grandfather rummaged through his bag and found two one-dollar coins and gave them to my mother. My mother picked up the coin and said thank you. We turned around and left. We haven't taken two steps before we heard grandpa shouting at the back: "You haven't found enough, you still need one yuan." Mother looked back at grandpa and smiled.
Seeing this, I have a strange feeling in my heart. This is not an ordinary coin, and this is not an ordinary grandfather. Small things are touching, small things are extraordinary.
A little composition 12 one night, I saw several large pieces of white foam in my study, and I thought, wouldn't it be fun if I ground them and threw them into the air? Just do it. I tear them up, grind them, fan them into the sky and let them float freely, just like snow. Foam particles are everywhere, on the floor, in the bookcase, in my sister's hair … I had a good time!
After dinner, I was about to do my homework when my mother stopped me and said, "clean up the foam you made first!" " "I think indifferently, this right. Fan together, it will be done in a pinch, and it will be done in minutes.
However, when I started working, I found these little particles really naughty. When I slapped them gently, they flew everywhere, even farther, but they couldn't catch up with each other! I want to sweep them together with a broom and put them in a big plastic bag. However, I soon found that my toys were all over the floor. Either the foam between the toys could not be cleaned, or even the toys were swept in. I have to put the toys in the box first, and then sweep the floor.
It's really difficult to deal with these light particles. They seem to have not only wings, but also eyes, and will fly away at the slightest movement, which is impossible for an impatient person. I had to patiently put them together, gently grabbed some, carefully put them in a bag, and quickly tied my mouth. I pick them up bit by bit, but they still open their little hands and look for hugs everywhere, sticking to cabinets, bookshelves and clothes ... I can't take pictures, but I pinch them patiently bit by bit. In this way, it took me more than two hours to finish cleaning, and I was so tired that my back ached and I was sweating all over. ...
Through this little thing, I understand that mom and dad have worked hard to clean up, and willfulness has to pay a price.
A small composition 13 There are many small things in my life that I can't forget so far, and some trivial things have made me understand many profound truths.
One afternoon, after my mother came home, she asked me cheerfully, "My colleague asked me to go to the movies tomorrow. Are you going? " The movie I watched was Smurfs! ""really "my eyes" brush "a bright," good, good! I must see it! "After my mother left, I wanted to be beautiful: haha! I can not only go to the movies, but also play with my sister. Great!
I watched TV happily and suddenly thought of something. I stared in surprise and thought, I'm dead. I have an appointment with my classmates to go out to play tomorrow. what can I do? How can I forget this? I was so anxious that I stamped my feet repeatedly and walked around the room anxiously. What should I do? What should I do? !
Seeing me like this, my mother asked strangely, "What's the matter, why do you look so sad?" "I said," I promised to go out to play with my classmates tomorrow, but I prefer to go to the movies, so ... ""Did you tell your classmates? " "er ... not yet ... I don't have her ... phone number." I answered falteringly. Mother said sternly, "that won't do." Besides, we haven't bought movie tickets yet, and you have agreed with your classmates that you can't let others wait for you there. """but ... but ..."
Mom smiled and said, "Honesty is a person's accomplishment. Even if it is a small game or a small activity, we must keep our promises, so that we can get more affirmation and trust and make more friends. "
Oh, honesty is always the best quality in life.
A trivial composition 14 somehow, I accidentally forgot to bring my pencil case. This is too bad. As a pupil, stationery is my partner and books are my teacher. Going to school without a pencil case is like losing my right-hand man. What should I write?
I was confused at that time. Nothing on the surface, but I was scared out in a cold sweat. My classmates looked at me dejectedly and asked me what was wrong. I just kept silent and shook my head to show that I was fine.
I am a person with strong self-esteem. I look like a weak girl, but I am strong. I'm afraid my classmates will laugh at me and sue the teacher if they know ... but I can't live without a pen. ...
The bell of "Rinrin Bell" is like an evil sonata, echoing in my ears. I was so nervous, but I had to skip class. Whenever the teacher asks us to take notes, I bow my head in fear, one class after another, two classes and three classes. ...
"The next class is a writing class. What can I do? " I said to myself. In writing class, the teacher should accept our writing "I really want to die here"?
She found out carefully and asked me why I didn't take notes in class. I had no choice but to tell her. She silently put the pen in front of me. "Give it back to me before school! Otherwise there will be a charge! " She left. Looking at her back, I whispered "thank you!"
Soon, my story spread all over the class. They didn't lend me an eraser and pencil as I thought ... Looking at their warm smiling faces and extended helping hands, the warm current warmed my heart like a beam of sunshine.
Although this is only a small matter.
A little composition 15 Last winter vacation, my mother and I went to Shandong, but because all the people in the car were strangers, we were unhappy all the way. I looked bored at the scenery outside the window. Maybe it is winter. The tall and majestic poplars are now only a few dead leaves and dry trunks, which are lifeless. At this time, my mother asked me to borrow a plastic bag from the people on the bus to hold the garbage, and a bag borrowing storm began.
I adjusted my wrinkled sleeves, rubbed my almost closed eyes, stood up and walked to the depths of the carriage ... What I saw was a young man in his twenties and thirties, absorbed in reading a book. I smiled all over my face, cleared my throat and said, "Uncle, do you have a plastic bag?" The young man turned his head, looked me up and down, and then "bang!" This book. Close your eyes and turn your head. You just ignored me and gave me a dirty look. At that time, I was immediately frightened by these behaviors. ...
Shake your head to wake yourself up, ignore him and move on. Suddenly I saw a little brother, who looked six or seven years old and looked childish. I also said in a naive tone, "Brother, can I exchange a lollipop for a garbage bag?" Little brother laughed: "You think I'm sending my children away, and I won't change!" " "All the passengers in the car looked at us and thought silently, no, how can children now? ...
I was about to leave and go back to my seat when I heard someone calling me, "Come here, little boy!" " "Looking back, I turned out to be an old man. I managed to smile and walked over. Grandpa generously gave me a plastic bag. Grandpa told me again, go back to your seat quickly, your mother can't wait.
Back in my seat, I threw myself into my mother's arms and burst into tears. There are too many unexpected things in this small matter. ...
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