Composition: One thing that happened to me in 400 words.

Come on, I've been through this before. Although it is very inconspicuous, it is deeply engraved in my mind and cannot be forgotten.

I remember one day after school, it was raining heavily outside. I was walking home with an umbrella. I saw a schoolmate who didn't bring an umbrella and got wet in the rain. I want to run over and bring him an umbrella to take him home. I can think: I will get wet if two people play an umbrella in such a heavy rain. When I come home late, my parents will worry and maybe scold me. If you don't send it, your little brother will catch a cold.

I was thinking: I saw a senior running towards his little brother with an umbrella in his hand and holding it over his head, as if to ask the little brother, "Where do you live?" I'll take you back. "The little brother pointed to the front and said," It's just around the corner. " The elder brother took the younger brother's hand and walked to the front corner talking and laughing.

Although it has been two years, it is deeply imprinted in my heart. I think of it whenever it rains, which makes me feel ashamed.

"Hey, it's so fresh!" Such screams came from the bustling crowd on Chang 'an Avenue. This voice immediately attracted many passers-by, and with a shout, it was packed. What's new? My soul is here. Look! Three floors inside the spectator and three floors outside. I tried my best to get into the crowd, but I didn't know who was behind me. I said sourly, "Let's see if she dares to fine!" " "I'm more surprised. I finally got in, and my first impression was that the atmosphere here was very tense. Two policemen looked at each other in the crowd. Will the law enforcement police violate the rules? No wonder some people say fresh. More specifically, today, a policewoman will punish a male policeman. Of course, the police will "punish" those who break the rules. Will the police stick to the principle or forgive the police once, or "punish" or "not punish"? I stopped and decided to have a look.

"Comrade!" The police aunt said calmly and sternly, "Bicycles should be parked within the white safety line. You crossed the line. According to the traffic regulations ... "The police aunt didn't say more, just stared at the police uncle with sharp eyes. "Aunt has the final say!" I secretly admire in my heart. At this time, everyone's eyes turned to the police uncle with me. I looked at my red face and bit my lip and thought, will he be willing to be punished? Maybe even if you are polite, will there be some face between the police and the police? But I was wrong. The action of the police surprised all the people present. I saw that he hurriedly took out fifty cents from his pocket and gave it to the police aunt. He said softly, "I was in a hurry to meet someone at Beijing Railway Station, so I was not careful ... I will pay attention to it in the future." Say that finish, low head, pushing a bicycle left the crowd. Prose bar original

Seeing this scene, people secretly praised me, and I was even more excited. The fact that female police officers enforce the law like a mountain and male police officers are willing to be punished deeply touched me and educated me.

What happened around us composition [What happened around us composition] Today, our class ended at 4: 15, and the monitor told all class cadres to stay for the meeting. Yesterday, I was honored to be appointed as a study committee member, so I also wanted to stay and attend the meeting and write down what happened around me.

After all the students have left, we will start the meeting.

The monitor first talked about the responsibilities of the study committee. I quickly took out my notebook, which contained: 1, and took my homework on time every day. 2. Help students with learning difficulties; 3. Assist the monitor and class teacher; 4. Excellent study and excellent grades; 5. Speak actively in class; 6. Be a qualified class cadre; 7. Be self-conscious; 8. Manage your own group; 9. Do your own thing.

After listening, I was shocked to think of the responsibilities of the study Committee. I had to do all these jobs, but I didn't do every one well enough.

I was a little relieved and thought, can I be a good study Committee member? When the monitor told other class cadres about his responsibilities, I also listened, as if I felt that the work of other class cadres was much lighter than mine. I thought that since teachers and classmates gave me this opportunity to be a study committee member, it showed that teachers and classmates all trusted me and believed that I could do this job well. I would work harder, do these jobs well, live up to their expectations and be an excellent study committee member.

Hold homework on time every day, help students with learning difficulties, assist the monitor and class teacher, study hard and get excellent results, speak actively in class, be a qualified class cadre, an excellent study Committee member, consciously manage team members, and strive to set an example for students.

Walking on the way home, it seems that all the flowers are smiling at me and the sun is waving to me, which makes my happy mood more pleasant.

In the future study life, I must love my class, be a good cadre in my classmates' hearts, be a good helper in my teachers' hearts, do more good for my class, organize my classmates to love learning, and regard learning as a happy thing. I don't need to teach my classmates carefully and patiently, so that they can study hard, love learning and be an excellent class group.

One thing that happened to us ",such a name can always be touched in primary school and junior high school, and it is used again today." "

After work in the afternoon, sitting on the bus, bored, it seems that everyone's expression is as dull and lifeless as plastic.

My eyes are always outside the window, thinking about my own thoughts. Actually, I didn't see anything, just like a process, getting off work every day.

You don't need to look at the fare to know that you are looking for the bus owner's' ignorant and unruly' fare, followed by the voice of the owner's money, and it is still a voice of doubt.

Based on this overbearing voice, I turned my head and saw the shopkeeper standing in front of an old man who looked like a beggar. The old man sat in the back seat of the car and took out four steel collapses. That's not enough. Then I believed that the eyes of the people in the car were all focused here, and I didn't know whether the old man had no money and shouldn't take the car or whether the owner was too unsympathetic, because when he entered the society, his conscience seemed to be rubbed a little. Just as I was thinking about how to solve this problem, a student got up from the back seat and handed the owner a dollar without saying anything.

The shopkeeper took the money and turned back to his seat with almost no unexpected expression.

Actually, the entrance fee is 70 cents. I am surprised at the result, but I seem to think it is the best.

I turned off the computer in a hurry. I ran to the east room. When I got there, I saw that the stove was out. I quickly ran out and told my parents that my mother was anxious as soon as I finished talking to them.

My mother ran several times to get coal.

Today, my father and mother went to visit relatives. As soon as mom and dad left, I went to the computer room to turn on the computer and chat with others. I played for a long time, and my eyes were like flowers. At this time, I went out for a little while.

When I came back, I saw Mr. Hu talking to me. Halfway through the conversation, Mr. Hu didn't reply, so I waited for a while. After a while, Mr. Hu replied that I had just answered the phone. I said, it doesn't matter. Mr. Hu replied that I'm going out for a walk, so I'll log off first.

I said, ok, and then Mr. Hu went offline.

I haven't spoken to anyone since At this time, my parents came back. I turned off the computer in a hurry. I went to the East Room. When I got there, I saw that the stove was out. I quickly ran out and told my parents that my mother was anxious as soon as I finished.

My mother ran several times to get coal.

This is what happened to me today.

Composition, what happened around me I once read an article from the author's heart-"What happened around me".

After reading it, I feel that what the book says is very reasonable; It is very unreasonable that there are ugly phenomena in civilized society.

And the ugly things described in this article are all done by the bad guys in our civilized society.

And we heroes who are called "descendants of the dragon" don't stand up for justice, but hide in the corner as "shrinking turtles"

This is an article that can make those "good people" think: when a young man selling "eight-treasure porridge" touched the driver's hand, he deliberately spilled the opened "eight-treasure porridge" all over the floor.

So the seller of "eight-treasure porridge" lost money to the driver, but the driver was unwilling to pay because he didn't cause it.

So they had a big fight.

Later, the young man was full of dirty words and immorality, and finally showed the fox's tail. The so-called "touching porcelain" is this.

But what goes around comes around. When the young man took out his scissors to stab the driver, the driver turned around and the scissors hit the seat of the car. Suddenly the blood was bleeding ~ ~ ~ The young man claimed medical expenses from the driver. The driver refused, so the young man took out a sharp knife rest from his trouser pocket and put it around the driver's neck. Seeing that the young man will fall in a pool of blood as long as he exerts a little force. No way, the driver had to obey the young man and take out all the money.

At that time, the young author really wanted to resolve their contradictions in the past, but on second thought, what can I do as a middle school student? Might as well mind your own business! So as not to get into trouble! Yes, can a middle school student resolve conflicts between adults? But if everyone has a sense of justice, this little thing can't stop them.

In short, it takes courage to spit out justice, and the courage to spit out a sense of justice needs to be protected. If we can't even talk about basic guarantees, people's courage to pour out a sense of justice will inevitably "fail again, run out three times, run out four times"! They all say, "shout when you are with us." I hope that our * * * authorities can do everything they can to introduce effective and feasible measures, so that everyone in society can bravely shout out and completely release the "justice force" suppressed in psychology.

Hope to adopt. Thank you.

What happened between me and my teacher-composition What happened between me and my teacher was like a bright sky when I was in contact with my teacher. Everything that happened was like a little star twinkling.

One of the stars is the brightest: it happened in my first grade.

One day at noon, I went home for dinner.

On the way, I felt sick in my stomach, and then I stumbled home. I couldn't even eat any more. My mother saw that I had a terrible stomachache and quickly carried me to the hospital.

It was already 2 o'clock when I arrived at the hospital, and it was 3: 30 when I registered, saw a doctor and got medicine. School is over.

I thought, "That's it. I don't know my homework yet. How to pay it tomorrow? " Besides, I didn't ask the teacher for leave. What should I do? "After returning home, I want to call my classmates to ask, but I can't find the phone book. Alas, it's all my fault for being so forgetful at ordinary times.

Tomorrow morning, I come to school with anxiety.

In the second class, the teacher said face to face, and whoever was told would take out his homework.

I thought, "That's it. I'm sure to be criticized.

"More and more people are called to the classmates in front of me. I closed my eyes and held my breath, waiting for my name to be called.

Three minutes passed and the teacher didn't speak. Five minutes later, the teacher finally spoke: "Students, come up!" " Ah, it wasn't me, was it ... After class, I gently walked into the teacher's office and explained why I didn't hand in my homework and didn't ask for leave. The teacher kindly said to me, "It doesn't matter. The reason why the teacher didn't call you face to face is because I know you will take the initiative to apologize to me, right? " "Yes," I replied.

"But don't forget to ask for leave when you are sick in the future!" "Well, I know the teacher, thank you, teacher.

"At noon, the teacher used the rest time to make up for the class I left behind yesterday.

At that moment, I listened very carefully. At that time, I saw that the teacher was not as strict as usual, but became more gentle.

Although it was a small matter, it left a deep impression in my heart.

Teachers are like hardworking gardeners cultivating our seedlings. Teachers give us too much.

I will remember every word the teacher said, and I will always remember the tolerance the teacher gave me.

Hope to adopt ...

I need a good article about what happened. Before, I remember a song that said, "All mothers in the world are the same …" Yes, they all worked hard for their children and cared for them. I have experienced this kind of hard work personally. It was a Saturday afternoon, and my mother took on housework as usual. On a whim, I insisted on taking part in this job, and my mother was forced to agree. However, I am only allowed to wash dishes and mop the floor. Watching me grow up in sports, I know my mother is very distressed. My mother has always been like this, first put hot water, then pour some detergent, soak the left side of the bowl and the right side with a cloth, wipe it before and then brush it, and feel a little happy looking at countless bubbles! But not long after, "the enemy is in sight"-the rice residue left on the bowl kept resisting, and I tried my best to "cut the grass and get rid of the roots". Finally, I entered the last process. I replaced the washed mixed water, put some clean water in it, and washed the washed bowl again. At this time, I found that many bowls were still greasy. Obviously, I was still a novice. Helpless, have to. A smile broke out on my face again. In contrast, it is much more difficult to clean the floor. Because at that time, I was still young, and my palms were only comparable to dolls. I always break the mop and have to wipe it with a cloth. The first sanitary corner stumped me. I grabbed the cloth with my hand, but I couldn't wipe it off. Just when I was at my wit's end, "Come and teach you." My mother put down her work and said. "Mother said to me in a comforting tone, and then did her own thing ... finally cleaned up the first trip, but her waist was" infighting ". As my feet joined the team, my hands were crumpled with torture. I sat on the bed, stretched myself, wiped the sweat from the tip of my nose and started the second cleaning. Interrupted my thoughts: "Once upon a time, a young man stole his mother's heart in order to win the favor of a witch. He ran and fell, and said to himself, "Son, you fell ..." "Yes, there is always a kind of love that will make you cry. .......

Write a composition about what happened between me and XXX. We get to know each other through touching stories ... Father's love is deep and subtle, silently covering me and giving me incomparable warmth.

This is something I can't get over.

But from that moment on, I realized that my father needed endless love from his children.

It was the night before my father's 40th birthday. I whispered in his ear and asked him what he wanted for his birthday.

My father patted me on the top of my head and smiled and said, "Son, I don't want anything. You are my best gift.

"I said nothing. At that time, I only took my father's concern for granted. I didn't have a clear conscience, so I readily agreed.

That night, I suddenly woke up and found that the light in my father's room was still on.

In the dim light, my father has fallen asleep, and there is an unfinished note next to him.

That's the growth diary he wrote for me.

I couldn't resist my curiosity and secretly read it: "The child has grown up, and she actually said that she will give me a birthday present today. Her filial piety to me is sweeter than honey. I really am the happiest father in the world ... "I felt a little blushed and suddenly found that I had paid so little for my father.

Dad is willing to accompany me to travel for a few days, put down heavy official duties and stay up late to catch up with work.

But I am always full of resentment in order to accompany my father downstairs for five minutes; He put down his favorite books and periodicals to help me study, but I always complain about the delay in watching cartoons to chat with him; He spent a lot of money to help me buy what I needed, but I didn't give up buying him a birthday present ... Looking at my father's tired back, tears finally welled up in my eyes.

There is a song that goes like this, "The herringbone structure supports each other.

"Dad will always hold up a blue sky for me, but I still don't understand, as a child. Is it really a clear conscience? The next day, I prepared a gift for my father early.

From then on, I walked with my father in the sunset, and I snuggled up to my father's voice in the dark.

I believe I will make him the happiest father, because I am already the happiest daughter.

If my father is an asshole, I am also an asshole. On the basis of my mother, we wrote a capital word "person" to witness our happy life forever!

Writing a composition about what happened between my father and me reminds me of many touching stories that happened between my father and me. But there is one common thing that I can't forget so far ... It was a chilly spring day. I had a fever, my mother went to work, my father was on a business trip, and there were only me and my grandmother at home.

When my mother heard the news, she came soon. Seeing that I was bedridden, my mother took my temperature. At 39 degrees, my mother called my father immediately, and my father came from other places in a dusty car. In the afternoon 12, I still had a fever, so my parents rushed me to the hospital. At that time, my father had just arrived home and had no time to rest because he was very tired. I went to see a doctor immediately after I came back. I have a headache and dizziness. I really don't want to leave one step. I thought my father worked so hard that I didn't want to implicate him, but my father seemed to perceive my thoughts. Without saying anything, he took me upstairs and walked into the ward. When the nurse gave me an injection and settled me down, my father ran to the underground parking lot, took two small pillows from the car, put them under my head, and picked up my feet with both hands.

What happened between my classmates and me (composition is more than 500 words) There is a classmate in our class. His name is Yao Liwei.

Although his grades are not good, he ranks in the last four, but he is simple and honest.

This is famous in our class.

Now let me tell you one thing to prove it.

Once, it was our group's turn to sweep the floor.

There are three female students and two male students in our group.

In the contract area, I let the female students go and the male students clean the classroom.

There was only one male classmate at this time, so I told him that another male classmate would come later and clean the classroom with him.

After the homework, I went downstairs with two female students to clean the contract area.

When we came to the contract area, two female students and I quickly picked up the waste paper on the ground.

Then, clean the rubbish on the road with a broom.

These three people work hard.

The contract area is getting cleaner and cleaner.

We spent a long time cleaning up the contract area.

Then, the three of us went back to the classroom talking and laughing.

When I came to the classroom, I saw that everything in the classroom was beyond my expectation. The broom was not put away and was thrown on the ground. The garbage was not thrown out, lying on the ground.

The floor is still dirty and hasn't been mopped.

What happened? What a mess! I am very angry.

I caught the male classmate and severely criticized him.

He said that he had cleaned it, and the rest should have been cleaned by another classmate.

I'm even angrier when he denies it.

At this moment, Yao Liwei just came over.

I vented all my anger on him, severely criticized him, and finally ordered him to sweep the floor, take out the garbage and mop the floor ... He just listened to me criticize him silently, sweep the floor, take out the garbage, put away the broom and mop the floor ... I watched him do everything obediently, and his anger disappeared.

Then, I went into the classroom and opened the book of the students on duty.

Oh, no, it is not Yao Liwei's turn to sweep the floor today. How can I criticize him? Didn't he defend himself? Suddenly, my face went red.

He didn't retaliate against me, but did what I ordered.

He is really a simple and honest good classmate!

What happened between me and my classmates 500 words I have a good partner, her name is Wu, and her bright eyes are like a clear spring, just like her name.

Her good quality of helping others adds a bit of color to her.

Just say what happened on Sunday.

On that day, we visited the "big world" in Shanghai. Soon, everyone was attracted by the interesting video game machine, and from time to time came the laughter of "Xi Xi ha ha".

Wu and I are watching the Monkey King on the screen, and we are all laughing at it.

Suddenly, there was an intermittent cry from behind.

Yan Ming and I stopped laughing and went to the place where we cried and asked questions.

It turned out that Liao Zhiqiang, a classmate of our class, found that he had lost two yuan in his pocket when he bought a ticket, and he cried very sadly.

Yes, I was happy to come out to play, but now I have lost my money. How can I not be sad? We sympathize with him very much.

At this moment, Wu standing beside me took out two yuan from her pocket and greeted her. She said to Liao Zhiqiang, "Zhiqiang, don't cry. I found two yuan when I was shopping just now. It may be yours. I forgot to ask you just now. Take it.

"Zhiqiang stopped crying, hesitated, took the money, smiled, looked at Yan Yan with grateful eyes, and a few tears hung on his eyelashes.

I feel very confused: hasn't Yan Ming been with me all the time? Why didn't I hear her say that she found two yuan? That's a strange thing.

Before I woke up, Wu dragged me to a secluded place and whispered to me, "oriole, you have five dollars with you anyway, lend me one."

""where's your money? "I feel very strange.

Blinking mysteriously, she said, "My money has just been given to Liao Zhiqiang. Look how sad he is crying! " "Didn't you say you found it?" I'm really a little confused.

Wu pointed to my forehead and said naughtily, "Otherwise, would he accept it?" Then I suddenly realized that I quickly took out two yuan from my pocket and stuffed it into her hand.

Wu happily took the money and blinked, meaning only I know.

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Please write a 600-word essay entitled "What's wrong with me", and it's better to write the footsteps of Expo 20 10.

The atmosphere of the World Expo is everywhere around us: along the road, there are eye-catching Expo advertisements; The sky-blue sea treasure in the square is eye-catching; Posters of the World Expo can be seen everywhere in schools and shopping malls.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the "Red Horse Clip"-Expo volunteers.

It can be seen everywhere in communities, roads, shops and other places.

I remember that on a hot noon in the summer vacation, my mother and I had to walk to the supermarket at the gate of the community in the scorching sun because we ran out of ice cream at home and wanted to eat it very much.

Although it's only a few minutes away, I'm sweating like a pig and can't help complaining about the weather.

Walking to the door of the supermarket, I saw an old man in a red vest standing in front of Ma Lukou.

He looks over 60 years old, with a hat on his head and a small flag in his hand. What particularly attracted my attention was his sunburned arm.

I think it's because of standing in the sun for a long time.

It is strange that the old man is still standing outside in such hot weather.

Look at him sweating. Why don't you go home and blow the air conditioner? Although I am puzzled, my mother has urged me to hurry up in the supermarket. After choosing the ice cream, I left the supermarket. I have a frosty cream in my hand, but the old man standing at the crossroads is gone.

I finally couldn't help pointing to the old man and asking my mother, "What does that old man do?" My mother looked in the direction of my finger.

Then he said, "Oh, he is a volunteer for the World Expo, and now he is maintaining traffic order.

""really? " I said, "It's so hot now that there are not many pedestrians and vehicles on the road. Why does he stand so serious? He can also buy an ice cream in the supermarket. "

""this can't be done, but volunteers have to stand on the road for three or four hours every day.

"I have to stand for three or four hours. In such a hot sun, volunteers are really something! But isn't the World Expo held in the Expo venues beside Pudong and Huangpu River? " "Wrong, the World Expo was held there. In fact, it is around us, because the World Expo is our exhibition in Shanghai, and the World Expo also shows us Shanghai.

Only our master can start from the little things around us and do every little thing well.

"My mother and I said, home.

But the old volunteer with sweaty forehead and tanned skin still flashed by in front of my eyes.

The old man waved the bright Expo flag in the scorching sun, and I suddenly felt that I should do something.

Just like my mother said, "The Expo is by my side", we should do our part for the Expo just like that old man, even if it's just picking up a piece of garbage and raising a flag for the Expo. Or tell your family that it is safe to travel.

Realize the theme of "Better City, Better Life".

Let's act together to add luster to the World Expo.

For your reference, my classmates and I are good friends and classmates. We go to school together and leave school together, just like two little sisters, inseparable.

No matter what happens between us, we will help each other and tolerate each other.

It was a sunny Saturday, and Yue Yue and I made an appointment to go cycling in Jiexin Park. When we arrived at the park, Yue Yue suggested, "Let's have a bicycle race! Look who rides fast! " I quickly said, "Good!" So, we came to Little Square in the park, got on the bus, held the handlebars, and shouted once a month, "Take your positions, get ready-let's go!" The words just fell and we rushed out almost at the same time.

When I was struggling to ride forward, Yue Yue suddenly leaned over to me. I panicked and lost my hand. The car rushed at her.

I was knocked to the ground and my beloved bike broke down.

I just want to blame her for being so careless, but when I looked up, I saw that Yue Yue had fallen to the ground and her leg was still bleeding.

Speaking of the mouth, I swallowed it back at once.

Yue Yue got up from the ground, limped up to me and asked, "Han Xiao, are you okay?" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me, I didn't mean to.

"She was so concerned about me after such a fall. Compared with her, my chest is too small. I immediately said, "Never mind, it's nothing.

Your leg is bleeding, it hurts! "Yue Yue said," I'm fine. Are you hurt? Let me help you up! " As he spoke, he grabbed my arm and tried to pull me up

At this moment, I felt pain, and my fingers couldn't move at all, so Yue Yue picked me up. I am very touched. I saw her injured leg and said, "Come on, I'll take you to the clinic.

"We held hands tightly and walked to the nursing room together, and the hearts of the two sisters were closer.

Now, I understand more: tolerance is a virtue. As long as I forgive others, I will be happy.

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