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That time, I cried 1 day, as if I was about to cry.

As soon as I got up at noon, I found that my eyes were not suitable. I heard from my classmates that my eyes were red and swollen. But I didn't do anything "sorry". How come... Ding's bell is ringing, and the urgent task is to get back to the classroom quickly. So I hurried to the classroom, and the students were all here. I shouted "Report" and went in. What's the matter? The students all burst out laughing. I seem to understand something, cover my eyes, go to my seat and sit down.

The music of the first class. Melodious music echoed in the classroom. But I'm worried about my "fate": what if I get inflammation and go blind? The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, and I sobbed quietly. Fortunately, everyone was enjoying the music and didn't notice that someone was crying. Suddenly, there was a loud thunder outside, and the students chattered, "Is it going to rain soon?" "I think so" ... and I didn't participate in their discussion, just wanted to finish class quickly ... Finally, the bell rang, and I rushed out of the classroom first and ran to the infirmary. At this moment, it finally began to rain. Aunt in the infirmary said my eyes were inflamed. I gave a confused "Oh" and went out. I'm even more uneasy. Back in the classroom, my classmates were calling my new nickname "Eyeswelling Monster". I couldn't stand it any longer, so I came to the teacher's office. As soon as the teacher saw it, he asked my parents to call me at once. So I dialed my mother's phone. "Hey, mom, my eyes are inflamed. Please come quickly. " I only heard the other party dragging a tired voice and saying, "Ah? ! I'll be right there. " After the phone call, I went back to the classroom to do my homework. A minute has passed, and the rain has not subsided. Things are getting worse, but my mother hasn't come yet. Will ... Finally, there was hurried footsteps in the corridor. I looked up and found my mother standing at the window. When I went out, I found my mother dressed in home improvement, with a pair of slippers on her feet and wet all over. As soon as my mother saw me, she asked, "What's the matter?" I shook my head. "Not bad," I asked. "Did you drive?" "It's open." Why are you wet? I got wet when I first came in. I let out a cry of "Oh", trying not to let tears flow out of my eyes. Later, my mother and I took the exit slip, and at the gate of the teaching building, I held up an umbrella. My mother's rough big hand hugged me, and the tears of disappointment still flowed down.

Mother gently brushed the tears from my face and whispered, "Don't cry, my little baby."

That time, I cried, with the sky. ...

That time, I cried. That day, it was cloudy and rainy in Mao Mao. My great-grandmother is gone forever. I am sad. In the past, my great-grandmother loved me very much, and everything delicious was left for me to eat. Once during the Spring Festival, our family got together. Mom, dad and grandma are watching TV, and my great-grandmother is the only one in that bag of jiaozi. My father saw it and advised her not to pack it. After a while, he bought jiaozi directly, but my great-grandmother smiled and said, Anyway, I'm idle. Let's pack some jiaozi to kill time. Besides, jiaozi, who has wrapped herself, is also very relieved. Then he wrapped it again. As soon as I saw it, I skipped to my great-grandmother and said, great-grandmother, I want a bag, too, okay? Great-grandfather said with a smile, you can't buy jiaozi, so watch TV. No, I want that bag. I want that bag. My great-grandmother couldn't beat me, so she smiled and taught me how to bag.

When jiaozi was finished, my great-grandmother put a jiaozi in my mouth first. After I finished eating, my great-grandmother was about to put another jiaozi in my mouth, but I said mischievously, you eat too, and I won't eat if you don't eat. Then I put this jiaozi in my great-grandmother's mouth, and her great-grandmother smiled happily. But now my great-grandmother will never come back and give me delicious jiaozi. I cried. I cried and said why God took my dearest great-grandmother. It is still raining. The sky seems to be crying. My great-grandmother misses you so much that my tears are all for you. Did you get a look at him?

That time, I cried. That time, I cried. I cried sadly, sadly and helplessly.

I remember it was a summer. At that time, his hand was broken by accident and he was taken to the hospital on the spot. Those days were really cool! Lying in bed every day, I can eat whatever I want, drink whatever I want, and most importantly, I don't have to go to school or do my homework. My best classmates come to chat with me every day, and many students come back to express their sympathy and concern for me. I think I'd better live like this! Unfortunately, it won't be long before I leave the hospital. My heart is so sad that my immortal life will leave me.

I went back to school, because I was used to not doing my homework for a short time, and I didn't want to write once I went to school. All day, I found a bunch of excuses not to do my homework, such as: my hand hurts, I can't write, I feel sick, I didn't receive the notice, and I forgot ... to get rid of doing my homework. What followed was that my grades plummeted and I almost failed. I dare not show my mother the results when they are handed down. What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What a self-inflicted rhythm!

With the arrival of June, my birthday is coming soon. My mother said that I could invite ten students to my home for my birthday, and I was happy for a long time. Then I thought happily, "I must invite my best friend for my birthday." I'm sure they will be very willing. I certainly won't invite Xie Ming and them this time. They have been against me. They just begged me to come. I won't let them come. Hmm. I don't know what gift my mother will give me when she drinks. I am looking forward to it! "

I went to school excitedly. I asked my best classmates first, and after asking them, they all seemed unwilling and disgusted. I don't know if I'm wrong or if I really have a problem with me. As a result, they really turned me down for family reasons. I was very depressed, and it took me a while to wake up. I thought to myself: although my good friend is not here, I still have ordinary friends to invite. So, I persistently invited some ordinary friends, and unexpectedly, they refused.

I was even more depressed when I learned that even ordinary friends didn't want to attend my birthday party. I sat in a chair a little weak and couldn't figure out why no one in my class wanted to come to celebrate my birthday. When I lost my seat, I suddenly heard a classmate whispering behind me. I heard a few words about me, as if to say, stop playing with me. Originally, I wanted to cry without tears, and tears poured down my face. I want to cry out loud, but I dare not, for fear that it will attract more disgust and contempt. Tears fell on the table like "small raindrops" and made some ticking sounds. After that, I couldn't help crying in front of my classmates. I can only put my hands on the table and gently hide my face and cry. Later, it gradually turned into sobbing on the table, and my shoulders trembled slightly.

The teacher on the side saw me like this: I cried like a crybaby, and there were crystal tears on my tearful face, which was a bit out of place with the surrounding happy atmosphere. Then he took a paper towel and gently comforted my shoulder and patted me on the back. Perhaps because of the teacher's movements and expressions, my mood has calmed down a little. I looked up at the teacher's line of sight, and the teacher carefully asked me what was wrong, for fear that I would cry again, because my shoulders were still shaking before I stopped crying at all. I said to the teacher in a somewhat aggrieved tone, "I'm sorry, teacher … I didn't mean to … I didn't mean to do my homework. Teachers … sorry … they don't want to … come to my birthday. I know I made a mistake and I won't do it again. "

I wonder if the teacher understood what I said. After listening, she pondered for a while, went to the podium and said loudly to everyone: "Although Wen Li did something wrong, she also knew where she was wrong. We should also give Wen Li a chance to turn over a new leaf. What do you say? " Everyone thought for a moment and then answered "yes" loudly. The teacher also mobilized everyone to sing a birthday song for me. The grievances, timidity and worries in my heart are all behind me, revealing a happy expression and a 45-degree smile at my mouth.

Chen Chengcheng, the monitor of our class, stepped onto the platform and said to the whole class, "Students, what we did before was wrong. We can't be indifferent to Wen Li just because her academic performance is not satisfactory. Now, I want to ask the whole class to say "I'm sorry" to Wen Li, and I hope you can give Wen Li more help in her study and improve her grades, ok? " "Good ..." The whole class said with one voice. Then, 72 sentences of "I'm sorry" rained down on me, and I was moved to tears and could only whisper, "Thank you, thank you ..."

With the trust of my classmates, I became the most active classmate in my class. Because of my efforts, my grades have also improved and I have achieved a fairly ideal result. Students have a good relationship with me, talking more and having fewer contradictions. It's all because of me. I'm still the same. I became good friends with the whole class again, and even the classmates who were not good with me before began to make friends with me.

I remember it very clearly, and I didn't fail to hand in my homework. The mistake at that time, I still regret it in retrospect! But in the end, it taught me a great lesson and I regained a better friendship than before.

That time, I cried. I stood on the peak of Cornus officinalis and looked into the distance. The golden sunshine reflected the vast sea of clouds in colorful colors. The peaks that pass through the sea of clouds are like piles of small sand dunes. Swallow-air desert traveler is crossing the blue and white desert.

I am intoxicated with this beautiful scenery and want to shout to him: "I succeeded, I was the first to climb to the top of the mountain!" " "This kind of scenery has released the depression in my heart and the unhappiness I just had with my mother at the foot of the mountain.

During the holiday, my mother and my mother's colleagues and I traveled to Yuntai Mountain in Henan Province. When our bus was driving on the mountain road and listening to the tour guide's beautiful explanation, I looked forward to the beautiful scenery of Cornus officinalis peak and bet with my mother and friends: "I must climb it first!" "

The car slowly stopped in the parking lot and we got off one after another. Looking up, the steep mountain road of Cornus officinalis peak hangs halfway up the mountain. My friends and I couldn't restrain our excitement, rolled up our sleeves and were eager to try, just waiting for my mother to give us an order, and we rushed out like arrows. However, at this time, my mother was holding the ticket in her hand, and waited for a while and looked thoughtfully at the Cornus Peak, as if she had summoned up the courage to say to me, "Son, the mountain road is too steep, and I am afraid of heights, so we …" Before my mother finished, I knew what my mother meant. I was anxious and retorted loudly: "Why! Why don't you let me go up! I want to watch the game, I want to go up the mountain by myself! " At this time, my mother's voice also raised: "I'm worried about you." What if something happens! " "At this time, I saw that my friends had started climbing the mountain, but I couldn't listen to my mother's advice. I was anxious and wanted to run over at once, but my mother's hand firmly grasped my arm and I leaned forward hard. I watched my friends climb up one by one, my eyes were red with anxiety, and tears flowed out unwillingly. I desperately broke free from my mother's hand, grabbed my ticket, and rushed to the top of the mountain regardless of my mother's crying behind me. ...

I finally reached the top of the mountain first. When I was happy and excited, I began to worry about my mother's anxiety and wanted to report peace. I looked around, hoping to find a familiar aunt and uncle to call my mother, so I sat on the top step, waiting for the arrival of acquaintances. At this moment, I actually saw my mother's figure. I saw her squatting and crawling with both hands and feet. Her face was flushed, her legs trembled slightly, and big drops of sweat were dripping down, panting. She saw me and said to me in a trembling voice, "Don't stand in such a steep place, son!" " "After that, she got up and sat on the bench, gasping for air. She asked me weakly, "son, did you knock?" "Are you afraid? Are you lost? ……"

The uncles and aunts also came up one after another. They took a happy photo and watched the sea of clouds, but my mother could only sit on the bench without them, and her heart was sour.

Started walking down the hill, my mother walked at the back of the line, begging for help deeply, clutching the railing on the right with both hands, leaning sideways and rubbing down step by step, her face pale, nervous and her legs trembling badly. The uncle in front said to his mother, "Where's your energy going up the mountain?" Or maternal love is great! "I walked up to my mother and held her arm to stop her from looking down. I held my mother's hand at that moment. I felt a violent shaking. Suddenly, tears fell like broken beads.

My mother has been shaking again and again, and now she has been fluctuating my heart. She did it for me regardless of herself. That is a mother's performance, and it is maternal love. I think this sentence has not been said for a long time: "Mom, I love you!" " "

That time, I cried. The beach of memory is inlaid with countless shells of different colors. Red is happy, gray is sad, green is embarrassing ... they all shine with different light. What I remember deeply is the blue shell. That time, I cried.

I remember that time, I was knocked down by two boys and my lips just touched the concrete floor. At that time, I was numb with pain, but I held back my tears and didn't let them flow out. With the help of my classmates and teachers, I washed the wound with cold water, covered my mouth with paper and waited quietly for my mother's arrival in the reception room.

I sat on the sofa, at a loss, expecting my mother's early arrival. Just then, a familiar figure appeared in front of my eyes. It's mom! I quickly stood up, walked beside my mother and threw myself into her arms. My uncontrollable tears finally rolled down like broken pearls. I still couldn't hold back, and my tears betrayed me. I cried sadly. My mother wiped my tears with one hand and gently stroked my back with the other, asking, "What's the matter?" I sobbed and replied, "Two boys knocked me down and I fell to the ground." I was vague, and my mother kept asking. I had to hold back my tears and tell my mother again, but the sobs never stopped. I couldn't help crying before I finished. I couldn't control my sadness and despair, and tears betrayed me mercilessly again.

After treating the wound, my mother and I went home. My mother looked at my swollen lips, her eyes suddenly became moist and tears flowed down. I couldn't help crying when I looked at my mother like this and thought of that tragic thing. I fell in my mother's arms, and my mother hugged me tightly, and we cried. I cried even harder than before, because this time I felt my mother's selfless love. My mother, who is so strong at ordinary times and doesn't cry easily no matter what happens, cried this time, so sad. Looking at my mother's tears, I understand the greatness and selflessness of maternal love. A mother's tears will only flow for her children.

That time, I cried, and so did my mother. Those sad tears made me understand the greatness of maternal love. That blue shell will stay on the beach in my memory forever.

That time, I cried. During the summer vacation, I attended an English cram school and went to my neighbor's house for English classes every Sunday. In fact, I said that I went to the remedial class just to listen, because I was the only one.

On this day, I came to my neighbor's house again. I recited English words silently there. Suddenly, I heard the sound of dripping water. It's hard to hear without listening carefully. I think it's strange. Curiosity makes me want to know about it. So, I put down my English textbook and followed the sound. It turned out that Uncle Li's faucet was leaking! I think I have to find a way to tighten the tap and do a good deed. So I hurried over and tried to turn on the tap. However, due to the long-term leakage of the faucet, the valve has rusted to death, and I have tried several times but I can't twist it. Finally, I held the valve tightly with both hands and tried my best to twist it, only to hear a bang, and the valve was unscrewed by me! So a powerful water column spewed out from the inside and immediately poured me into a drowned rat. I just stood by and thought, I'm in trouble again What should I do? Then, I quickly picked up the valve I unscrewed and tried to screw it on again, but the valve was broken and I couldn't screw it on. Later, I took a rag to stop it, but I couldn't stop it because of the pressure. After a while, the ground was full of water.

Soon, the adults all heard the news, and Uncle Li was awakened. People are talking about me. One minute they say "boys are naughty" and the other they say "lack of discipline". At this time, my mother also came to reprimand me and said, "Give me a net trouble." Only one of the uncles quietly cut a cork and blocked the water pipe.

After listening to the words of the adults, I was extremely sad. I was going to do a good deed, but it turned out like this. I can't say for sure now, I can only cry sadly.

That time, I cried. I have seldom cried since the third grade of primary school. But that time, I cried, tears of regret, tears of emotion … I have a good friend, her name is Xiaoqi, and she is my neighbor. When I first moved here, she was the first person to talk to me. Slowly, we became best friends. She is a very brave person. I remember when I was playing with her in the yard, I accidentally knocked down a child about four or five years old. The child fell and got hurt, so he fell to the ground and began to cry. The child's mother ran over when she heard the sound and was very angry when she saw the child fall. She looked at us again and said, "What's the matter? Who pushed it? " Before I could speak, Xiaoqi said, "Auntie, I'm sorry. I knocked him down. Please forgive me. " Aunt glared at her and left with the child. These happened to be seen by Xiaoqi's mother, so she taught her a lesson. I said to her, "Just say I pushed it!" She said, "It's okay. If your mother knows, she will definitely criticize you. " There is an indescribable taste in my heart.

She is also very helpful. When I have questions I don't understand, I always ask her for advice and she will patiently explain them to me. Once, she had a lot of homework, but I asked her a lot of questions. She went to bed late that day, but she didn't blame me.

But I don't cherish this friendship. The summer vacation after graduating from primary school, she moved away and moved to a far away place. I had a quarrel with her because of a little thing before, and I ignored her for a few days. She looks very sad. The day before she left, I went to see her and said to her, "You must hate me very much!" "She said in surprise," what's the matter with you? Why should I hate you? " Before her words were finished, my eyes filled with tears. When I got home, I cried in bed for a long time ... That time, I cried for my friend for the first time, because I was moved and because I regretted it. ...

That time, I cried. I am a happy boy, but in my six-year primary school career, I can't avoid some failures. This time, it may be the saddest one for me.

It was a math contest in Grade Three. Although I know I'm not the best in math in my class, I'm still relaxed. Practicing full marks in Olympic math class makes me feel very high. And that night I made a test paper, even my mother said it was difficult, and 82 points was not bad. It is in this mood that I walked into the examination room.

The moment I walked out of the examination room, I said something that I thought was exaggerated at that time, and I was glad to pass it.

But the result is more exaggerated. When the words "29 points" popped out of the teacher's mouth, I looked like a statue. I almost cried. I wonder: will the teacher take the wrong test paper? But these three words make me even more disappointed.

Although this paper is difficult, the highest score in the whole grade is three times that of me! When I came home, I was alone in my room, tears streaming down my face. I ate that dinner with tears in my eyes. I hate myself for being so proud. My pride paid off.

Although this year's third prize in math diary made up for my failure, I still remember that failure vividly. He taught me not to be proud, but to walk steadily.

On that occasion, I cried out a deep melody and a slowly lowered five-star red flag. At this moment, everyone is mourning for the compatriots killed in the Wenchuan earthquake. Everything seems so heavy, and the sky seems to have turned gray.

20xx May 12 14: 28, this moment makes the whole world sad. An earthquake measuring 8.0 on the Richter scale occurred in Wenchuan, Sichuan, killing more than 30,000 people, injuring more than 200,000 people, leaving millions homeless and hiding in disaster relief tents ... When we were still sitting in the spacious and bright classroom, we didn't know what kind of disaster our compatriots in Wenchuan were suffering. An earthquake of magnitude 8, what is this concept. Faced with sudden natural disasters, no one can stop them. What we can do is to give them more love and help.

How many unforgettable pictures happened at that moment. Kang Jie, who didn't escape but went back to save his teachers and classmates; If there are no ruins, let the suffering mothers plant the last breast milk for their children; If no husband and wife embrace each other to death; If there is no mobile phone message in the small bag of the rescued child: "Dear baby, if you are still alive, you must remember that I love you!" " "

Ordinary and precious love, mutual care and persistence for survival, and even the courage to sacrifice for the open cause of the loved one, in the face of death, many seemingly ordinary people shine the light of human nature in an instant, thus touching all mankind. I am thinking: If this kind of disaster didn't happen to me, would I care about my life to protect my relatives, even teachers or classmates? Whether we can be as strong as them to spend one painful and dark 24 hours after another, whether we can face disasters as strong as them without giving up any hope of life ... There are too many problems bothering me, and what we can do is to do our bit to help them stay away from the pain.

The earthquake is frightening, but it is because of the earthquake that I understand for the first time that people can be so United and the distance between hearts can be so close. It also makes me more convinced that no matter how difficult we encounter, we don't have to be afraid, because we will always be a family and our hearts will always be connected.

Think about it carefully, when we keep moving forward on the road of life, it is inevitable that there will be some bumps. At that time, please don't give up any hope of success, because you have to believe that the sun will shine on yourself one day, and happiness will always remind me that one day will come. I hope when we cry, we will smile.

The familiar melody rings again, but what we think of is no longer those sad memories, but those warmth and emotion.

I cried at that time. Tears have always been regarded as cowardice and incompetence, but that time, I cried.

People say that there are two times when a woman is most beautiful, one is when she wears a wedding dress, and the other is when she is a mother. That special day, the most beautiful day in my sister's life-my sister's wedding. I cried.

That morning, my family got up early, because we were going to put up couplets, balloons and flowers for my sister's wedding. "Mom, my sister has finished wearing makeup." When I finished, I only saw an elder sister wearing a crown, a long veil, a necklace and a white wedding dress come in. "Wow, it's beautiful." I couldn't help crying.

After a while, my brother-in-law came. There's no way to get my sister back so easily. I wanted to give him a good hand, but my sister told me that he forgot to bring me a red envelope and wouldn't let me block the door. "Ah," I sighed, forget it, don't block the door.

At the wedding, I took pictures of my sister and brother-in-law, looked at my beautiful sister, and thought that she would become a wife in the future, which made me very unhappy. Recalling the scenes with my sister, I cried, crying so sadly, because I was afraid that after my sister got married, I could no longer be silly with her.

I still remember sitting in my sister's arms when I was a child and playing in bed with a broom. I accidentally hit my sister on the head. I don't know what happened, but I saw my sister crying. I was sad to see my sister crying. I cried too. Tell my sister, "I'm sorry." This is what people often say, sisters are United.

Because my sister is married, I'm afraid I can't rely on her anymore. I cried. Because my sister cried, so did I.

Sometimes, crying does not necessarily mean weakness, but can be used to express unspeakable emotions and convey feelings.