What's engraved in your mind? Write 500 words.

1. A 500-word composition engraved in the bottom of my heart urgently needs 30 minutes to remember the memory engraved in my heart.

In a blink of an eye, it became clear again. Although I have seen the green leaves on the tree, it is still cold in spring. I feel so depressed these days that I can't afford to do anything. I always think of grandma's voice and smile in my mind Oh, it's time to see grandma. It has been more than six years since my grandmother left me. During this period, how many times have I seen my grandmother in my dream, and I cried and complained about her. Why didn't you tell me you came, so I haven't seen you for so long, and I woke up with tears on my pillow towel; How many times I walked down the street and saw the old lady hobbling along the side of the road, feeling very cordial, and then anxiously missed it; How many times have I tried to write down my thoughts about my grandmother, but often I can't write half of them ... I know that my dear grandmother, her voice and smile, her lifestyle and her deep love for us have been engraved into my life and will also affect my life.

I was born in a remote village in Lubei Plain. As long as I can remember, my father worked outside, my mother worked in the fields, and my grandmother did housework and looked after the children at home. My sister and brother were brought up by my grandmother. Grandma has only one son, dad. For her father to go to school and work, she has lived with him since she was in her twenties. Grandma gave all her love to Dad and our family. As a boss, I got more love from my grandmother.

I remember that in the summer when I was six years old, there was something wrong with my leg. I can't straighten my left leg. I'm limping. I didn't care because I didn't feel pain, but my grandmother's eyes were anxious. "If a prostitute's family is lame, how can she find her husband's family when she grows up?" Grandma dragged a pair of little feet and pushed me with a unicycle to seek medical advice more than ten miles away. As long as I sleep at night, grandma will steam sorghum bran to make hot compress for me, and at the same time help me stretch my legs. I will stop when I wake up, and continue to stretch when I fall asleep. Grandma couldn't sleep well all night. Later, my leg healed, but grandma got prickly heat all over.

Often in the evening or later, my mother went to a place dozens of miles away or didn't come back to pay public grain or cotton. Grandma kept saying, "Why hasn't your mother come back yet?" That kind of worry and worry is written on her face. Then she told me to watch my brother and sister, and she went outside to pick them up again and again. From then on, I was influenced by my grandmother and realized that kind of anxious sorrow and waiting until my mother walked into the house and a stone fell to the ground. Up to now, any family member who is not at home feels uneasy. From my grandmother, I learned to care about others.

Every holiday, grandma packed her bags and called me to her side. First, I asked for my advice. "What do you say?" After I expressed my opinion, my grandmother taught me how to say it, and then I gave it to the old people in the neighborhood. From then on, I know that it is natural to be filial to the elderly.

When I was fourteen, I left home to go to school in other places. At school, I miss my home and grandma. Thinking of grandma's thoughts, she was skipping with a pair of little feet, holding a bundle of firewood to cook, and then the smoke from the roof curled up, and a warm current and emotion surged in her heart. The first time we went home to see grandma, we told each other how we felt after we left. Grandma told me that because it began to rain after I got to school, grandma was most worried that it was too late to buy a bedpan and it was convenient to go to the toilet at night. Speaking of this, the whole family laughed. After laughing, I feel that grandma's love is so simple and intimate.

When I encounter setbacks or grievances outside, I always want to go home and tell my grandmother. My grandmother persuaded me with her decades of life experience and helped me analyze it. The analysis is clear and reasonable, and the mood is suddenly enlightened.

I can't forget her pride and joy when she joined the work and gave her the first month's salary. When I bought her a dress or something she likes to eat, that kind of pride and satisfaction made my heart sweet. Since then, buying things for grandma has become a unique enjoyment for me.

Unexpectedly, on my brother's wedding day, my grandmother was seriously ill and admitted to the hospital. I know, this is also the saddest thing for grandma, because it is grandma's wish to marry her grandson and daughter-in-law for most of her life. In fact, grandma felt uncomfortable the night before and kept gritting her teeth. The next day, the grandson's daughter-in-law got married, and grandma couldn't hold on, so we had to take her to the hospital. Eight days later, grandma left us forever. ...

After grandma left, I couldn't get over the grief of losing my loved ones for a long time. I deeply felt the feeling that "children should be raised and relatives should not stay". I can only silently pray for grandma's peace and happiness in another world, and then carefully select what grandma likes to eat on every grave-sweeping day, put it in front of her grave, and talk to her, but I can't hear her praise and advice anymore, and I can't see her loving smile. ...

2. The heart engraved on the composition 400 "Red Rock" is China's military masterpiece. It describes many revolutionary volunteers: Xu Yunfeng bravely resisted the enemy and gave his life for others; Jie Jiang would rather die than surrender in the face of the enemy's torture; Cheng gang is fearless and upright; The newspaper of the advance team was inserted into the enemy's heart like a sharp knife; Although Liu Siyang was born in a wealthy family, he devoted himself to the revolution, which is admirable. These characters left a deep impression on me.

Today, I finished reading the book Red Rock in one breath with excitement. The person I admire most is Jie Jiang. She is strong-willed, and under the torture of Kuomintang spies, she will never give up party secrets and be loyal to the party. What moved me most was that Jiang Jie once said that beating the enemy is the smallest test, the bamboo pole is made of bamboo, and the will of the staff is made of steel. At the time of victory, Jie Jiang was put on the execution ground and sacrificed heroically for the revolution.

Guns rumbled and shook the earth, and the morning star sparkled to welcome the dawn. Birds are fighting in the forest, and the day will break. It is these martyrs who sacrificed their lives for a brand-new China and a peaceful and happy life today. Therefore, we should cherish the beautiful life now, study hard, be healthy and upward, and grow into the pillars of the motherland in the future!

3. Composition: Memories engraved in my heart (600 words) A breeze blew away the photos on the table and the memories in my heart.

Familiar and friendly smiling faces suddenly flooded my heart. In the photo, his face is rosy, his eyes are bright and his spirit is hale and hearty. Unexpectedly, a strong man is ... unfortunately.

He is my uncle's father-in-law He likes me very much since he was a child. He always picked me up and stabbed me in the face with a tough son, which made me hurt.

Sometimes when I get bored, he reaches out and takes out the sugar, leers at me and smiles kindly at me. When I grew up, he stopped poking me with his son, but he still smiled when he saw me.

Whenever chatting with him happily, he smiles generously. What impresses me most so far is that he squints half-heartedly and laughs heartily Every time I think about it, I always feel flustered and gloomy.

My uncle and father-in-law are sixty years old, healthy and energetic, and they are the pillars of the family. Once when I went back, I saw him and his wife enjoying each other. His wife said, "Lao Zi-"He replied, "Old woman-what's the matter?" His words were understated and his eyes were full of happiness. They came and went, like shouting, and the young people on the side had already laughed their heads off.

This harmonious and fragrant scene is still in sight, but he has separated from us, which left me with an eternal memory-a happy time that I can never come back. He was in the terminal stage of liver cancer. Suddenly, he had cancer, which no one expected.

It was only three months from diagnosis to death, and I never went to see him because he said the place was not good and insisted that I go. When I learned that his liver function had changed and he had gained a lot of weight, I was very surprised and wanted to find an opportunity to visit him.

But in less than a week, there was news that his illness suddenly worsened and the rescue was ineffective. I froze, my mind was at a loss, I felt incredible, and I couldn't accept the fact that he was so strong! Even though my heart is full of sadness and sadness, my tears have not slipped, because I know that he must not want us to be sad, and he must hope that we all have a good time.

I keep my sadness in my heart, just as I will cherish the memory of him forever, and I also cherish the time with my relatives. Looking back, I saw him squinting, smiling brightly and looking at me silently under the warm light outside the window.

4. A 450-word composition "A sentence engraved in my heart" A sentence engraved in my heart When I came to this world, I was first familiar with a smile from my mother.

When I was growing up, my mother's gentle words lit up every day of my growth, gave me confidence and made me happy ... I am a fifth-grade primary school student. I have no eloquence or quick mind in my class. What I fear most is the exam. In my class, I can be regarded as a veritable "ugly duckling". But I also envy those students who are "strong" in everything.

I really want to be like them, and get 100 in all subjects. But no matter how hard I try, I can't get a satisfactory score.

Maybe I'm losing confidence! In my class, I am almost unknown. Before a Chinese exam, I decided to get a satisfactory score.

Cheer yourself up and increase your confidence. But when I get my report card, I will get more than 80 points.

Like a pot of cold water poured on me, my head suddenly expanded into a big balloon. I came home with my schoolbag on my back, and my mother looked at me with a dull expression. She pulled me to the sofa and told me the story of an ugly duckling: a big ugly duck … I understood what my mother meant in the middle of the story.

Mom added, "It's not enough to say that I can do things. I have to do it. More importantly, I insist that knowledge is accumulated continuously, not learned in one day. " I listened to my mother's words, and my confidence doubled. I have my own learning goals and have more confidence in learning.

Every day after school, I repeat what the teacher said and then do my homework. In order to improve my reading ability, I get up at six every morning to read extra-curricular books. It not only increases the vocabulary, but also improves the writing level.

Where there is a will, there is a way. I have made great progress in all aspects.

I thank my mother for saying, "It is not enough to say that I can do things, but I must do it, and more importantly, I will persist." It was that sentence that taught me to strive for and work hard.

My "ugly duckling" is full of feathers, and I am willing to fly into the blue sky with my own efforts to realize my dream. A word engraved in my heart is stored in my memory warehouse with many famous sayings.

They are like street lamps, which are more or less helpful to me. Among them, the most memorable sentence is: "The man who abandoned time, time also abandoned him-Shakespeare". It was one night. As usual, I watch TV after supper.

But somehow, there were many cartoons that night, and each one was better than the other. I have been watching TV for more than 15 minutes, but I can't simply turn off the TV and go home to do my homework as before.

In my mind, a voice casually said, "Forget it, I finally came across such a beautiful TV program. Watch for a while! " "Not to be outdone, another voice said," it's not good to watch for another minute. Primary school students should have a sense of time and learn to control themselves. " "Mom and dad are not at home, you see for a while. No one will find out. "

The first voice made his point. "However, now that we have entered the general review stage, watching too much TV will affect our study. Go and do your homework! " The second voice pretended to be an elder.

These two voices dazzle me. Suddenly, a sentence that Shakespeare said flashed through my mind: "Time abandoned him who abandoned time". "Yes, now I'm not the one who abandoned time in comics? No, I have to do my homework quickly. "

I thought about looking at my watch like this. Ah, I wasted 40 minutes here. Time really abandoned me! I quickly turned off the TV and plunged into the sea of homework. The pen shuttled back and forth on the math volume, exercise book and composition book, and filled with white paper.

Although time is still advancing regularly, I no longer feel empty. How fulfilling it is to swim in the ocean of knowledge. After writing the last word, I looked at the clock: at half past nine, I smiled knowingly.

Time is precious, but some people don't know how to cherish it; Time is gone forever like running water, but some people don't know how to grasp it; Time is short, but some people don't know how to make use of it ... Some people regard "there is still time" as an excuse to waste their youth and life, but they never know that "tomorrow is tomorrow, and there are still many tomorrow. I will live tomorrow, and everything will be in vain. "

Life is made up of minutes. We should keep pace with the times and not be abandoned by them. I want to cherish time more and stop wasting every minute of my life! I stretched myself gently, and the evening breeze touched me gently like a pair of gentle hands.

Although that little incident just now didn't make much waves in my quiet life, it gave me a warning and a revelation. At night, it's quiet. With the "tick" sound of the alarm clock, I fell asleep, sleeping so soundly.

A sentence engraved in my heart When I opened the yellowed small picture folder, I saw a broken copy picture. I can't help recalling the past.

It was a morning in grade five. I took out my art textbook early and waited for the teacher's arrival, because last class the teacher asked us to draw one without our own photos.

Finally, the teacher came into the classroom with a sweet * * * and talked about the main points of copying. Let's start copying. While drawing, we listened to the teacher say, "I learned to copy photos for the first time. Whoever draws well will be taken to another class. "

As soon as we heard this, we all got excited at once. Do it! I spread out 8k paper and began to copy with 2b pencil.

The classroom is quiet, except for the rustle of pens when we draw. After about twenty minutes, I finally finished this self-portrait and gave it to the teacher happily.

I thought: I will definitely be praised this time. The teacher took the photo, looked at it carefully and frowned. She pointed to several places and said, "Look, the left eye is smaller than the right eye, and the shadow on the nose can be darker, so the contrast is stronger."

The teacher pointed out all the shortcomings of the painting in one breath.

I heard it and thought it was very reasonable, but then I thought, hey! These more than twenty minutes of kung fu have been wasted. I immediately let it out and didn't want to modify it.

At this time, the teacher seemed to see my mind, came to me and said to me earnestly, "What is missing in this world?

5. Composition: Memories engraved in my heart (600 words) A breeze blew away the photos on the table and the memories in my heart. Familiar and friendly smiling faces suddenly flooded my heart. In the photo, his face is rosy, his eyes are bright and his spirit is hale and hearty. Unexpectedly, a strong man is ... unfortunately.

He is my uncle's father-in-law He likes me very much since he was a child. He always picked me up and stabbed me in the face with a tough son, which made me hurt. Sometimes when I get bored, he reaches out and takes out the sugar, leers at me and smiles kindly at me.

When I grew up, he stopped poking me with his son, but he still smiled when he saw me. Whenever chatting with him happily, he smiles generously. What impresses me most so far is that he squints half-heartedly and laughs heartily Every time I think about it, I always feel flustered and gloomy.

My uncle and father-in-law are sixty years old, healthy and energetic, and they are the pillars of the family. Once when I went back, I saw him and his wife enjoying each other. His wife said, "Lao Zi-"He replied, "Old woman-what's the matter?" His words were understated and his eyes were full of happiness. They came and went, like shouting, and the young people on the side had already laughed their heads off.

This harmonious and fragrant scene is still in sight, but he has separated from us, which left me with an eternal memory-a happy time that I can never come back.

He was in the terminal stage of liver cancer. Suddenly, he had cancer, which no one expected. It was only three months from diagnosis to death, and I never went to see him because he said the place was not good and insisted that I go.

When I learned that his liver function had changed and he had gained a lot of weight, I was very surprised and wanted to find an opportunity to visit him. But in less than a week, there was news that his illness suddenly worsened and the rescue was ineffective. I froze, my mind was at a loss, I felt incredible, and I couldn't accept the fact that he was so strong!

Even though my heart is full of sadness and sadness, my tears have not slipped, because I know that he must not want us to be sad, and he must hope that we all have a good time. I keep my sadness in my heart, just as I will cherish the memory of him forever, and I also cherish the time with my relatives.

Looking back, I saw him squinting, smiling brightly and looking at me silently under the warm light outside the window.

6. There is a kind of love that I will never forget. May 12: 28 pm 500-word composition, an unforgettable day.

The earth shook violently in an instant, and many people haven't reacted yet. They only heard a bang, and then

The house that collapsed suddenly was buried underground.

Time is running out. Rescuers carried out the bodies of the victims from under the ruins one by one.

This fresh life disappeared before our eyes. The life detector suddenly sent the information of life.

Rescuers dare to start intense rescue soon. After several hours of hard work, the trapped people appeared in people's homes.

At present. Everyone was stunned by this scene, which can only be described in six words-life should be born of love.

Under a huge cement steel bar, a woman supported the ground with her hands and propped up the steel bar with her seemingly thin back.

There is a gap under his stomach. In that gap lies a baby. He seems to be sleeping quietly and quietly.

Son. All the people stood quietly and stared at the scene with their eyes wide open. It took people a long time to react from the shock.

Come on, take the baby out of its mother's arms. People found a mobile phone when they were helping their children with their infancy.

There is a short message in it: If you are still alive, remember that mom loves you! Although there were only a short dozen words, everyone present was red-eyed.

What a deep and great love this is!

You can give your life for this, and this is the noblest love in the world!

Now let's remember a mother's love. A mother's love doesn't need you to pay too much, as long as you sincerely say to your parents:

Mom and Dad, I love you. It is the best and most sincere reward for your parents to give birth to you and raise you, isn't it?

7. What is there to remember? Write a composition of 600 words. Reminds me of all the bleak nights in the autumn wind, and outside the door, a vague figure accompanied by a knock at the door ... "Excuse me, can you turn down the volume?" Dad bowed his head and said to his neighbor on the fourth floor. "Er ... OK!" "Before he finished, his father interrupted him again." My child is doing his homework. Your voice is ... a little loud. ""boom! " As the door closed, my father turned around, sighed and frowned gently. Suddenly, the air around him seemed to be suppressed, only filled with faint sadness and helplessness. This is an ordinary "landscape", which is familiar to residents of Building 6. Because, almost every day at this time, my father on the fifth floor will come over and ask my neighbors not to make any noise to influence me-a Let alone the "buzzing" sound of Aunt Zhang's washing machine on the sixth floor, even the rock music played by Xiao Wu on the fourth floor is enough to make me unable to do my homework with peace of mind. "Alas, it is so influential! Say it again today! Dad didn't wait for the "movement" to start playing, but wanted to say to his neighbor, "Dad, don't go. Why do people listen to you? "I heard my father's complaint in the room, and my heart was like a walnut was suddenly knocked open, and the cool bitterness came to my mind. I couldn't help rushing out and saying to him, "No! "Dad didn't listen to my persuasion and went straight out of the house. I squatted on the window buckle and couldn't bear to watch the scene at this moment: a father in his 500 s had to pay dignity for his daughter! One hand was raised, and just as I was about to "enjoy" the noise for a few minutes, suddenly, the sound disappeared! My father's hands were stiff when he tried to knock at the door. At this moment, Building 6 returned to the scene of "All is silent". On this day, my heart was deeply shocked. My father's love is unforgettable. However, my neighbor's silence moved me even more. Has the "scenery" disappeared? No, the once "scenery" is gradually disappearing into the night. Now, the silence of that day continues as always. I keep this day in mind. Remember this day, remember that moment, and remember the love of everyone around you. Because this day contains my father's love, my neighbors' understanding and concern, and my careful interpretation of the word "love".

8. What is there to remember? Write a composition of 600 words. Reminds me of all the bleak nights in the autumn wind, and outside the door, a vague figure accompanied by a knock at the door ... "Excuse me, can you turn down the volume?" Dad bowed his head and said to his neighbor on the fourth floor. "Er ... OK!" "Before he finished, his father interrupted him again." My child is doing his homework. Your voice is ... a little loud. ""boom! " As the door closed, my father turned around, sighed and frowned gently. Suddenly, the air around him seemed to be suppressed, only filled with faint sadness and helplessness. This is an ordinary "landscape", which is familiar to residents of Building 6. Because, almost every day at this time, my father on the fifth floor will come over and ask my neighbors not to make any noise to influence me-a Let alone the "buzzing" sound of Aunt Zhang's washing machine on the sixth floor, even the rock music played by Xiao Wu on the fourth floor is enough to make me unable to do my homework with peace of mind. "Alas, it is so influential! Say it again today! Dad didn't wait for the "movement" to start playing, but wanted to say to his neighbor, "Dad, don't go. Why do people listen to you? "I heard my father's complaint in the room, and my heart was like a walnut was suddenly knocked open, and the cool bitterness came to my mind. I couldn't help rushing out and saying to him, "No! "Dad didn't listen to my persuasion and went straight out of the house. I squatted on the window buckle and couldn't bear to watch the scene at this moment: a father in his 500 s had to pay dignity for his daughter! One hand was raised, and just as I was about to "enjoy" the noise for a few minutes, suddenly, the sound disappeared! My father's hands were stiff when he tried to knock at the door. At this moment, Building 6 returned to the scene of "All is silent". On this day, my heart was deeply shocked. My father's love is unforgettable. However, my neighbor's silence moved me even more. Has the "scenery" disappeared? No, the once "scenery" is gradually disappearing into the night. Now, the silence of that day continues as always. I keep this day in mind. Remember this day, remember that moment, and remember the love of everyone around you. Because this day contains my father's love, my neighbors' understanding and concern, and my careful interpretation of the word "love".

9. composition: sentences written in your mind.

I just finished the third grade of primary school that year and moved to Shanghai with my family.

One day, my mother took me to the school guidance office and prepared to change classes. The teacher gave me a math test paper first, and I found it not difficult to check it. Then the teacher gave me a Chinese test paper. There were many questions that I couldn't understand at first glance. At that time, my mind was still clear, so I asked, "Teacher, which version of the textbook is used in your school?" The teacher handed me a Chinese book. Let me see, wow! It is much thicker than the book I studied in Guangdong, and the content is quite different. Finally, the teacher gave me an English test paper, and I took it and saw it in a blur. Suddenly I was blindsided and helpless, so I had to say to the teacher, "I haven't learned many questions." All this makes me very depressed.

The school finally decided to reread for one year, or buy a set of books for self-study, and then make a decision after the exam. These two roads are in front of me. Of course, I don't want to go the first way.

On the way home, my mother and I were silent. But as soon as I entered the house, I couldn't restrain my emotions. Complain to my mother: "if you don't let me transfer, there won't be today's situation;" If I were allowed to study in Shanghai from the first year of high school, I would be great, too; "If You" ... "

At this time, my father kindly called me to my side and handed me two lines on a piece of paper. He said kindly, "son, please read it to your father." My anger has not subsided, but I dare not disobey my father's orders. I had to read: "It is difficult to cross the road against the wind, but it is difficult to sharpen one's ambition and regain strength." Then dad explained it to me seriously. My father's words inspired me.

I quickly apologized to my mother and asked her to buy me a set of teaching books. It only took me two months to study hard and finally went to school.

From that day on, I took this sentence from my father as my motto. On the long road of life in the future, I will overcome many difficulties and climb towards my goal! Climb up! Climb again!