The secret composition in my heart

In daily study, work and life, everyone must have been exposed to composition. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is the secret composition I have compiled in my heart. Welcome everyone to learn from it, I hope it will help you.

The secret composition in my heart 1 I have a secret in my heart that no one knows. Until now, I still feel flattered when I think about it.

Before the Spring Festival, I saw a report from Tencent News on WeChat: In Pingdingshan City, Henan Province, there was a little girl with difficult conditions. Her mother is a mental patient and lives in a mental hospital; His father had no money at home, so he had to work in other places. She also has a younger brother who stays at home; The little girl must go to school, too. Her own tuition is earned by her and grandpa selling popcorn in the street every day. Usually she comes home from school, next to her grandfather, takes a small bench and writes in the dim light. The little girl will also help grandpa collect money and get popcorn.

When I finished reading this report, tears swirled in my eyes. I think my life is so happy. Adults will buy anything I want to eat, drink or wear. I have never earned my own tuition, what's more, that little girl is two years younger than me. I am in sharp contrast with that poor little girl. How I want to help this poor little girl! I have a good idea. Although I am not old enough to make money, I can still donate something for the little girl! So, I sorted out all the clothes I couldn't wear, picked a few beautiful ones and put them in my bag; Take some new stationery my mother bought for me and put it in the bag; Sort out some colorful extracurricular books I have read and put them in my schoolbag ... Then, I dialed the newspaper department on the news with my mobile phone. I said to the uncle, "My name is Lu Weishan, and I am a fourth-grade pupil. I want to donate something to this little girl, which should be delivered tomorrow. " Hearing this, my uncle said with surprise, "Many people have come to help the little girl. She is very grateful to everyone. I also thank you for dragging her! "

The next day, I got up early, went to the post office, and mailed a big bag of things in my hand according to the address. I was very happy and thought: I gave my love first and donated something for the little girl. I hope her future life will be as beautiful as mine. When she grows up, I will repay these kind people with my own practical actions and become the pillar of the motherland! I will also be happy for her!

This is my little secret. Until now, my parents don't know that I have done such a good thing!

There is a secret in my heart, which has been buried in my heart for a long time and no one knows it.

Speaking of this secret, I have to start from that day. ...

Just like a sunny day. My father is on a business trip, so is my mother. I'm at home alone, alone. I wanted to turn on the TV, but unfortunately, the power went out at this time. I feel as bad as a million ants biting me. When I was about to go out to play, my mother's words before leaving were intertwined in my ear: Mom has something to go out for a while and will be back soon. I'll get the key. I won't lock the door when you are at home. You should take good care of the house at home. If I come back and find you not at home ... "Forget it, whatever. It's so stuffy at home that I can't stay any longer. I'm just going out to play for a while. I'll go home before my mother comes back. I thought to myself, and at the same time I was proud of the clever plan I came up with. Then I opened the door and rushed downstairs.

When I got downstairs, some of my friends happened to be there. I play with them and ask them to remind me at 4 o'clock. We played downstairs, so we played too much and lost track of time. By the time my friend called me, it was almost 5 o'clock. I rushed home in a hurry and thought, "Oh, no, it would be terrible if my mother came back and saw me not at home!" " "I pushed open the door. Wow, that was close. Mom hasn't come home yet. I sat down and was about to have a rest. But before my ass got hot, my mom came back. She said, "You are very obedient today. You really look after the house at home. You didn't go out to play. "I am very happy to hear my mother's words: fortunately, I came back in time. My mother didn't find me sneaking out to play, and I didn't look after the house at all. If I come back late, I will definitely be scolded by my mother.

Since then, this matter has become a secret in my heart, and no one knows it.

Everyone has secrets in his heart, and I am no exception. There is a little secret buried in my heart for more than two years. Whenever I think of this secret, I feel ashamed. You must be curious. What is the secret? I'll tell you quietly, but you must keep it a secret for me!

When I was in the second grade, our Chinese teacher, Mr. Chen, was ill, so Mr. Xia took our place that day. After class, she left us a diary with unlimited contents, asking for fluent sentences and true feelings. When I got home, I thought about it. I didn't know what to write, and I felt like I was the first two. At this time, looking at a newly bought composition selection on my desk, an opportunistic idea got into my little head. If my father is not watching my homework, or my mother is staring at me, today is an exception! Tonight, my mother will go to class and come back very late. It happened to rain again. My father will escort my mother to class himself. My family naturally became my own world. God is really helping me! As soon as my parents went out, I opened my composition book and saw an essay called "Planting Water Drops". After reading it, I thought: well, this composition is really good! Well, that's it! So I quickly copied it down. After nine o'clock, my mother came home from class and read my diary, which greatly praised me. But do you know how I felt then? That's embarrassing, knowing that I didn't write it myself, I have to be proud. In fact, when I saw my mother's happy expression, I wanted to admit my mistake, but I didn't have the courage. Ahem! How did this happen? Mom still doesn't know about it, but it has become an ulterior secret in my heart. This secret has always been with me, and I can't forget it until now.

Every time I see words or articles about honesty, I can't help thinking of this secret. It always urges me to be honest in everything I do in the future. This is the secret in my heart.

Many people have some sweet little secrets in their hearts, but I have a disgraceful little secret, which makes me uneasy and ashamed.

I remember it was a Chinese exam. When the test paper was handed out, my heart was half cold-I only got 80 points in the exam. It's really a shameful score. I hope this paper will turn to ashes in the sun and become invisible.

The teacher seems to be deliberately targeting me, too. I took 100 last time, but I didn't send it, so I don't need to sign it. I got 80 points this time, and I still have to sign it, alas!

If my mother knew that I got such a small score in the exam, she would definitely spare me, and I wouldn't have a good week! What should I do? I am worried when I look at my mother's signature in the exercise book. If only this signature could be printed on the test paper. Suddenly, an idea jumped out. Can't you just imitate your signature and get away with it?

So, I immediately set out to prepare, learn from my mother's handwriting, brush and practice on the draft paper, over and over again, until I feel very realistic, and then write the paper carefully. There seems to be countless pairs of eyes peeping behind him. I'm shaking, my handwriting is not good at all, so I can only erase it. On second thought, it was not easy to get the original, so I cut out the signature on the notebook of the famous book and put it on the test paper. I don't see any trace, and I dare to call it a day if I feel foolproof. Now, the teacher must not find a flaw.

The next day, I handed in my paper with tangled feelings. I really hope the teacher can't see my paper. But in a few minutes, the teacher called me over. I don't know where the fear comes from, which makes me uneasy. If I am found, I will die. Now, I can only pray that if the teacher doesn't find out, he will never find out ... if God gives me a chance to repent, I will honestly ask my mother to sign it!

The teacher asked with a straight face, "Why don't you revise yesterday's homework?" I'm panting. It turned out that the teacher was just urging me to do my homework. "I'll take it." My heart secretly pleased, the teacher didn't find out, of course my mother won't know.

Although I got away with it this time, I was not at all relaxed afterwards. Every time I hear the teacher's harsh criticism and see my mother's reproachful eyes, I will think of that 80 points. Maybe it will become an eternal secret, such a secret, I definitely don't want a second one!

It was a summer afternoon, by a stream. That incident made me ashamed to face the little boy, so I buried it in the deepest memory and made it a secret in my heart. ...

That was when I was in the third grade, my parents took me back to my hometown in Shandong for a trip. I met some good friends there, and they took me to experience many old games. One afternoon, we were enjoying the cool by the stream. Qingqing suggested a cobblestone-picking competition to see who picked the most beautiful cobblestone. We naturally agree.

I am carrying a small bamboo basket and groping in the stream with the soles of my feet. I finally touched a pebble, but it was taken away by some naughty children. In contrast, the partners are much more flexible, running and playing in the water, and soon the basket is full. Listening to the ridicule of my friends and looking at the ugly pebbles in the basket, I was naturally angry, so I threw those pebbles into the Woods and prepared to pick up some beautiful ones to save face.

I continued to grope. Suddenly, my eyes flashed. It turned out to be a smooth pebble, shining in front of my eyes. I was so excited that I rushed over. But a little boy on the shore took the pebbles first.

There is a nameless fire in my heart: I found this first, why did you take it away? I rushed over and snatched the pebble from the smug little boy and said in a provocative tone, "Come and get it if you dare!" " "His face flushed bright red, he jumped a few steps and took the pebble. With a snort of cold, I caught the pebble with my height and strength, so we fought for it. It's best not to ask anyone, so I grabbed the pebbles sideways and threw them into the Woods. "You give it back to me, you give it back to me! "The little boy sat on the ground and began to cry sadly. At this moment, I looked at him and suddenly froze: he is younger than me. What should I do? But the pebbles have been thrown away by me, and I can't get them back ... The bamboo basket fell to the ground, and two lines of tears of regret slid across my cheeks. ...

I will still think of it and that little boy. Every time I think of him, I feel deeply guilty. I wonder if my love was thrown away with pebbles. ...

The secret composition in my heart is six secrets, and the word is familiar to everyone. Everyone has secrets. Everyone's secrets are different. I have secrets, too. I believe it is different. My secret is that I hope there are no secrets in this world.

Every time I see any cheats written by Yang Yang and Chuan, or any notes written by Tang He, I feel uncomfortable all over. What is even more exasperating is that as long as Yang Yang knows the secret between Tang He, he will be cocky to 20? . No matter what others say or ask, he won't say. Sometimes, he will say in a very rude tone, "No! No! " Sometimes, he used Chen Yuxuan as an excuse to say, "Chen Yuxuan is my master, and I can't betray him!" " Whenever he said this, I wanted to punch him and say, "It was a mistake to show you. Didn't you just know a secret? What is there to drag? " Therefore, every time I see him like this, I am very unhappy.

Last time I fell out with Yang Yang, it was because of a note. I still feel that I have gone too far for that note. That time, when I learned that Tang He had a secret note, I began to try my best to ask. I went to Yangyang first, because he knew the contents of the note. When I asked him, he answered my question in an arrogant tone. I'm about to explode. I held my breath and went straight to Don, but she didn't want to tell me. In order to know the secret, I began to spread rumors in my class. Tang couldn't help it, saying that Yangyang had a note to show me tomorrow. Finally, the next day, I went to Yang Yang, but he took the initiative to tear up the note, saying it would be safe. In the end, I didn't know, so I got angry with Yang Yang.

If there are no secrets in the world, everyone can speak their inner thoughts and be honest with each other. How wonderful the world will be!

There is such a thing, buried in my heart for several years, and I have never told anyone. It's a little secret in my heart. Now I've decided to tell you quietly.

It was a winter afternoon and we were doing eye exercises. Xiao Wu and Xiao Wang are supervising on the platform. Xiao Wang and Xiao Gang and I are inseparable friends and stay together all day. Today, Xiao Wang and Xiao Wu are on duty. While doing eye exercises, Xiaogang and I discussed how to crush Xiao Wang after class and destroy his prestige. Just then, the sound of chalk writing on the blackboard came from the direction of the podium. Xiaogang and I gloated at the same time-I don't know which unlucky person will be rewarded for "cleaning for a week" this time. A few minutes later, with a "stop" on the radio, we opened our eyes with relief. At the first sight of the names written on the blackboard, those exquisite fonts suddenly turned into several demons-Xiaogang and I were both written on the blackboard, and we both turned to each other at the same time. Their faces were full of surprise and doubt, and only a few words came out of Xiao Gang's teeth coldly: "Big deal ... later ... ignore him." I only remember that it was gray that day and our hearts were gray.

In the next few days, we all put Xiao Wang aside. Several times, he came to us with an embarrassed expression until that day. ...

That day, Xiao Wang was on duty again, and our names actually appeared on the blackboard, but this time it was in the "good" column. Xiao Gang and I couldn't help running to ask Xiao Wang. He said indignantly, "I didn't want to hurt our friendship, but if I don't remember what you two said, it's unfair to our classmates and it's also a kind of harm to you!" " After listening to Xiao Wang's words, we suddenly felt ashamed: Xiao Wang, this is business. It is wrong for us to do eye exercises, but we misunderstood Xiao Wang.

I remember that the sun was very bright that day, shining on the earth and shining into our hearts. Although this is only a little secret, it tells us a truth: students should help each other, and only by understanding and supporting each other can we maintain sincere friendship.

The secret in my heart composition 8 There is a little secret in my heart. I don't want others to know, but it's terrible to keep it in my heart. I really want to talk to someone about the secret in my heart. So I thought of you. Because you are my trusted friend, we can talk about everything.

It was a day in the fourth grade, and I became the monitor on duty as I wished. When sweeping the floor, I look like a commander-in-chief on the podium and always feel as if I dominate the world. But the students who swept the floor were disgusted with me and even shouted at me. I couldn't help shouting, "You want to rebel!" "Without further ado, the students who swept the floor picked up a broom and pounced on me like a machine gun.

I picked up the chalk as a Grenade, and with a whoosh, the Grenade hit the enemy, and the enemy's firepower was greatly weakened ... I picked up the last box of chalk and shot at the enemy. Haha, one of the enemy's "soldiers" was injured and became a deserter, and the rest of the "enemies" rushed at me again. I looked at the last piece of chalk in the chalk box. "What if the bullet is gone?"

I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. I looked at the triangle lying on the platform and sleeping, flying towards the "enemy" regardless of the willy-nilly, but the triangle changed direction halfway and flew towards the tile, only to hear a "touch". My classmates and I were dumbfounded. The glass is broken, and the pieces of glass are playing puzzles on the ground. I was scared out in a cold sweat. Chalk is a small matter all over the floor, but breaking tiles is a big thing.

I said to my classmates who swept the floor, "I can't say anything about today." We should roll with the punches and roll with the punches. " The students all nodded and went to tidy up the chalk on the ground. The next day, I walked into the classroom with a red face. Teacher Luo is investigating this matter. When he saw me come in, he ran over and asked me, "Did you break this tile?" I squeaked and said, "No … it wasn't me … I broke it … maybe it was a senior classmate." After a while, Teacher Luo forgot about it. She bought the glass herself and the window was repaired. This matter has also become a secret in my heart, and I have never told the teacher.

This is a secret I keep in my heart, and I regret my behavior. Teacher Luo, how I want to say to you: "I am really sorry for you ..."

The Secret Composition in My Heart 9 Everyone's heart has a small world of his own, which is full of all kinds of little secrets, some doing good things, some doing wrong things, and the demands and thoughts in my heart ... I have always hidden such a secret in my heart, which has been with me for two years. I will confess today!

That was when I was in the fifth grade. At that time, the English teacher recommended many students to open the telephone learning business of "Happy Listening to English", and my family was no exception. It is not difficult to say "I love listening in English", but at a fixed time, someone will call to help us with our English listening training. So, I finish my English homework every day, and I have to finish an extra listening homework. At that time, I didn't like English very much I always feel that Monday to Thursday nights are like nightmares, which are boring. Every time I hear "Jingle Jingle-",I have the urge to call. I have advised my mother to stop this business more than once, but it is useless. So, I spend every night in a lot of voices of "You answered wrong" and "You answered wrong".

Finally, I couldn't stand it. One night, I came up with a wonderful plan to get rid of my nightmare. Do it. That night, my mother was watching fireworks on the balcony. I walked softly to the phone and slowly moved the receiver away. I only moved a little, because my phone is covered with a layer of cloth, no one will notice unless I look carefully. In this way, the phone can't come in at all. "Bang bang-"After that, although the outside world was quiet, my heart was beating rapidly, as if accusing me of my behavior just now. I grit my teeth and forget so much. I pretended nothing happened and ran to the balcony. I ran and asked, "Mom, why hasn't Happy Listening come yet?" "Maybe people forgot?" Mother answered lightly on the balcony. This matter has just passed.

Telling this unforgettable story for so long has untied my heart. Although it is a little disgraceful, I still thank it. It makes me understand that honesty is the only way to get inner peace.

My secret composition 10 has many secrets in my heart, just like the little stars in the sky. But one of the brightest stars is my biggest secret.

It was a sunny day. I am playing with my friends outside. A friend of mine, Li Bo, is herding chickens. Chickens peck at flowers and catch insects to eat. I walked over and thought; I wonder how big his chicken has grown.

I was shocked when I walked in. It's only been a few weeks, and the yellow comb has grown very imposing, but I only see two chickens. What about the third one? There was a whisper in my heart. I asked Li Bo quickly. Li Bo sighed and said, "The third chicken was taken away by the cat when I wasn't paying attention."

I am very angry in my heart. The third chicken is the liveliest and cutest. I said to Li Bo, "I will avenge your chicken ..."

While greeting friends, look for tools to catch cats. I searched and searched and found a piece of wood and an abandoned tape. Under the guidance of Li Bo, we found the cat's nest, which was in a small drainage hole on the wall of a fort in front of Li Bo's house. I climbed up through a gap and others climbed up. There is an old cat and four kittens in this cat nest. I found an exit in front and a brick wall behind. Just blocked their retreat, I carefully observed it again, suitable for a "spider array." I use tape as a net, wood as a wall, grab a gap, let them run past me when they run, and I can catch them.

I asked some friends to observe in front, and I guarded the "spider array". Suddenly, the friend who was watching in front shouted, "There is a cat here!" " "I watched carefully and saw a cat running towards me. I thought to myself: Haha, you failed! I reached out and caught it. " Got it! Got it! "I cried, and we all came out happily ... We decided to give the cat to Li Boyang in secret. Now that you know the secret, you should keep it.