1, good memories, the footsteps of the years keep walking, and they are fleeting. In a blink of an eye, I have spent more than a dozen spring, summer, autumn and winter, but the memories of each season are unique, unique and eternal.
Spring, the spring I remember is flying kites in the field. Running on soft soil, with a spool in one hand and a kite in the other, we should compete with our friends who can fly highest. Don't mention how happy you are to watch your kite fly high into the sky! I cheered. Kites, large and small, are more colorful against the blue sky and sunshine in spring.
Summer, the summer I remember is swimming in the sea. That summer vacation, I came to the seaside. Although it is swimming, it is just playing in the sea with a lifebuoy. It's so comfortable to bask in the sun and soak in the sea! When a wave came, I was pushed to the shore by the wave, and then I played with sand on the beach on the shore and made a sandcastle. ...
Autumn, the autumn I remember is collecting leaves in the Woods. Autumn wind blows and leaves fall, so the ground is covered with a golden carpet, which is thick and soft. Those leaves are all yellow, their veins are faintly visible, some are straight, some are curved, some are thick, some are thin ... I also realize that human life is the same.
In winter, the winter I remember is having a snowball fight and making a snowman with my friends in the snow. We patiently made a fat and lifelike snowman, which looks so cute! Suddenly, a snowball hit me. I don't know who broke the snowman I just made. As a result, a "battle" began-sudden time, screams and laughter intertwined, and the shuttled snowballs and chasing figures formed a "frolic picture in the snow." Although it is cold, we are very hot. ...
The footsteps of the years keep walking and are fleeting. My childhood memories are so beautiful! ~ Like a ship carrying my dreams, roaming through the years. At this time, Bing Xin's sentence "Childhood! It is the truth in the dream, the dream in the real world, and the tearful smile when recalling. " Always ringing in my ears ...
2, good memories composition childhood is white and flawless; Childhood is full of laughter; Happy childhood; Childhood is happy and beautiful. Many happy things in childhood are worth remembering.
That was when I was seven years old. In the morning, when I open the curtains! How beautiful! It's snowing heavily outside, and I'm a little ecstatic. I quickly put on my clothes and came to the yard. Snowflakes fall on my face and my heart, and the long-awaited winter has arrived. I'm going to find my little friend and prepare to make a snowman.
After a while, Liu Yutao, Li Weicheng and Zhen-dong Hu came out with my brother. We started pushing snowmen, so we started collecting and learning. Although it is snowing heavily, we still insist on collecting snow. We searched and searched. Sure enough, everything paid off. We collected a lot of snow and began to make a snowman. It was very cold, but for the sake of our labor, we decided to continue to make a snowman. Although some people are a little shaken, the spirit of our team keeps them working hard.
We pieced together the snowman's head and the snowman's body by hand, so that a lifelike snowman came out. Our shabby clothes are worn on the snowman, and carrots are used as the snowman's nose. The broom is used as the snowman's arm; Finally, the jar we often play with is the two lovely eyes of the snowman.
The snowman was finally made, and a living snowman appeared in front of us. Each of us has cold hands, but we are happy because it is the result of our labor. A bright smile appeared on our faces, and we looked at the flawless white snow in the sky. Snowflakes shine on our beautiful hearts and light up our childhood happiness!
Ah! In this wonderful childhood, you remind me of many wonderful and interesting things in the past. Whenever I recall this memory, I feel very happy! This is really a happy memory. ...
3. Good memories There are things happening every day in my life, interesting things, happy things and sad things. Childhood memories have ups and downs. Maybe childhood is a kind of food. This kind of food is very special and has all kinds of flavors. These smells are fond memories of our childhood. Memories, whether bitter or spicy, good or bad, are beautiful memories, which can make us grow up and let us know what to do in this life. Nothing can be exchanged for memories. Just like time, memories are beautiful. If we recall beautiful things, we all feel very happy. If we recall bad things, we will feel very uncomfortable. Memory is a universe that can never be filled, but it will also be lost. If there is no childlike innocence, then your childhood memory will be lost.
Dream is a magical substance. In a dream, you can do anything. In a dream, your lifelong dreams and wishes will come true. You control your dreams, and so do you. And the things I dreamed, the people I dreamed, all appeared in my dreams, which was incredible. I hope I can always feel that way, but it's a pity that miracles can only appear in dreams. Some things in dreams are made at will, while others are characters and plots in dreams.
That's because I love it so much, the most special dream. Before I fell asleep, I kept thinking, thinking, thinking and falling asleep. My dream was my biggest dream or something special. Recalling in a dream, that kind of feeling is indescribable, but it exists in the warehouse of our memory.
When we grow up, the good memories of childhood will be sealed forever, because time is gone forever, but as long as we have a pure heart and childhood dreams, time will not pass. The illusion of a dream is a dream, an illusion of a dream. With our pure heart, we pursue truth, with our childlike innocence, we pursue great dreams!
4. Good memories The footsteps of the years keep walking and are fleeting. In a blink of an eye, I have spent more than a dozen spring, summer, autumn and winter, but the memories of each season are unique, unique and eternal.
Spring, the spring I remember is flying kites in the field. Running on soft soil, with a spool in one hand and a kite in the other, we should compete with our friends who can fly highest. Don't mention how happy you are to watch your kite fly high into the sky! I cheered. Kites, large and small, are more colorful against the blue sky and sunshine in spring.
Summer, the summer I remember is swimming in the sea. That summer vacation, I came to the seaside. Although it is swimming, it is just playing in the sea with a lifebuoy. It's so comfortable to bask in the sun and soak in the sea! When a wave came, I was pushed to the shore by the wave, and then I played with sand on the beach on the shore and made a sandcastle. ...
Autumn, the autumn I remember is collecting leaves in the Woods. Autumn wind blows and leaves fall, so the ground is covered with a golden carpet, which is thick and soft. Those leaves are all yellow, their veins are faintly visible, some are straight, some are curved, some are thick, some are thin ... I also realize that human life is the same.
In winter, the winter I remember is having a snowball fight and making a snowman with my friends in the snow. We patiently made a fat and lifelike snowman, which looks so cute! Suddenly, a snowball hit me. I don't know who broke the snowman I just made. As a result, a "battle" began-sudden time, screams and laughter intertwined, and the shuttled snowballs and chasing figures formed a "frolic picture in the snow." Although it is cold, we are very hot. ...
The footsteps of the years keep walking and are fleeting. My childhood memories are so beautiful! ~ Like a ship carrying my dreams, roaming through the years. At this time, Bing Xin's sentence "Childhood! It is the truth in the dream, the dream in the real world, and the tearful smile when recalling. " Always ringing in my ears ...
5. Beautiful memories Life is like a boat. On the way to success, there are always many beautiful scenery. These landscapes embellish life and give us a colorful life. Indeed, memories and happiness. There is one thing that I still remember deeply.
How old was that? My mother took me to Jiuzhaigou where it was snowing heavily. In early winter, it was very cold, and everyone put on thick cotton-padded jackets. Seeing the snow for the first time and coming to Jiuzhaigou for the first time made me feel a little more excited and happy.
Walking into Jiuzhaigou, which is known as the "fairy tale world", the scenery you see can only be summarized in one word: colorful. Although the winter snow came, the flowers and plants poked their heads curiously. Red, white, blue, purple, white as snow, pink as chardonnay, just like a carefully sketched picture, but also like a meticulous painting of nature. Surrounded by flowers, we walked into the beautiful colorful swimming pool.
Walking into the colorful pools, looking around, the patchwork pools overlap in turn, such as paving with stones, but there is a unique beauty. The total area of multicolored pool is 2. 1 1,000 square meters, with 693 color pools, is extremely spectacular. In such a cold season, the color pool is still green as jade, like a fairy coming here, mysterious and elegant, fantastic and lovely. Under the sunshine, colorful pools are colorful, just like fairies dancing. The structure of the colorful pool is very strange and ingenious, which makes this colorful pool, which is known as the "Yaochi on earth", more profound and fantastic.
The colorful pool is really beautiful, which makes me feel strange. It is like the beauty of nature without artificial carving and decoration, which makes people feel like they are in a fairyland.
During my trip to Jiuzhaigou, I saw wonderful colorful pools, beautiful pools, bonsai pools and Huanglong Cave, and gained a lot.
This is my fond memory. I think there will be more beautiful scenery beside the road in the future.
There is a photo under the glass plate of my bedside table. The little girl with a childish face and a piano in her hands in the photo is me. Whenever I see this photo, I always think of an incident that happened in kindergarten.
It was the day when I was 6 years old. The bell rang and everyone was playing outside. I saw the teacher correcting homework, sitting on the piano in the corner of the classroom, singing "Counting Ducks" that the teacher just taught me, nodding my head and pretending to play on the keyboard with my hands. At this moment, I felt that I was really playing a ballad. Gradually, I seemed to walk into the dreamland, watching the ducklings swimming in the river under the bridge in front of the door. Then I came to the river and counted "one, two, three, four"-suddenly, I woke up from the dreamland with a click. I quickly got up from the piano bench and ran to my seat.
The teacher came up to me, bent down and asked me, do you like playing the piano? I nodded at once. The teacher called me to the piano, sat on the piano stool, squared up and played emotionally. The teacher smiled, his hands moved and jumped freely on the keys, and the piano sounded like a bell.
A beautiful piece of music played from her hand fascinated me. I was immersed in the sound of the piano and seemed to forget everything. Listen, I feel like I'm in a vast field. Holding a whip, driving the sheep happily. The sun shines on the earth, birds fly freely in the blue sky ... I am silent in the embrace of nature and enjoy a happy time. ...
It was that close contact with music and the emotional expression of kindergarten teachers that made me fall in love with music and chose Ouhai Art School and piano.
Now my piano has passed Grade Five, but as long as I see that photo, I will recall that happy scene.
7. Good memories Years have passed, and two years have passed. Although I have entered junior high school, I still remember a celebration in primary school, which I will never forget. It was in the cool autumn wind and fruitful autumn October. We are happy to welcome the 60th anniversary of Jingerlu Primary School.
I remember that morning, the students were all holding small stools, wearing neat school uniforms and bright red scarves. Arrive at school on time. As soon as I entered the school gate, I saw a rainbow-like balloon, which read: "The 60th anniversary of Jieya Hejing No.2 Primary School".
At nine o'clock in the morning, the students have been sitting neatly on the newly dressed playground. The students of the school drum team, wearing dresses and playing exciting music, stood on both sides of the podium to welcome the people who participated in the school celebration. Leaders at all levels and representatives of relevant units came to congratulate. They sent colorful flower baskets and gifts, including tall porcelain vases, landscape paintings inlaid with glass and tall clocks and watches.
The drama performance was presided over by Teacher Zhang Juan. The first program is Two Little Cowboys. Won the prize in the district cultural performance, and the students' sweet songs spread all over the campus; The second program is dancing. The students are really like beautiful cygnets jumping on the stage. Won warm applause from everyone; The third program is "Song of Xiao Jing" recited by the teacher, with a powerful and pleasant voice; There are many programs, students' songs and dances. One is more exciting than the other.
Although more than two years have passed, in retrospect, it still echoes in my mind like a movie. The friendship of classmates and the teaching of teachers make me deeply grateful to those teachers who taught us knowledge. It is you who have cultivated us and the next generation with the quality of silkworms and the spirit of candles. Thank you. Thank you, your alma mater, and sincerely wish you smooth sailing in the new journey, create more advantages and create more glories!
I can't bear to forget that beautiful memory, memories. ...
Before graduating from primary school, our four good friends who grew up together spent the last period of primary school in a well-known Orsay class. What followed was the suffocating summer vacation. In this summer mixed with tears and friendship. We are all speechless, remembering, joyful, hopeful, sad and silent. ...
In the morning, the grass shed its last tear. We set out. Cross familiar roads and banging iron bridges. Came to the mountain with the footprints of our friendship. Climb to the top of the mountain and look at this land that has nurtured us for 12 years with deep affection. Rolling wheat fields, thinking about the joy of harvest; Beautiful lines float on the rolling hills. I can't help but wonder: my heart is so tired, so painful and so bitter. alas ......
Sigh is over, lack of energy, it's time to eat rice noodles. I don't know why, my rice noodle soup is always salty, while the smiling soup is always sweet, and theirs has never been tasted. Maybe it's because of my mood Mood affects taste. Take me for example, the days of separation are numbered. And I am a child with a strong appearance and a fragile heart. In the words of the old man, it is a paper tiger. I feel a little sad at the thought that we will be apart day and night.
As night fell, we replenished our energy and came out again. They have always been very happy, but occasionally they will see their sad faces, and it will pass in an instant. Different from Xiaoxiao and me, they are strong and distressing, and never show their vulnerability in front of others. This is their lovely side, unforgettable and hurtful.
Time flies, and summer has passed quickly. It's not far from parting. They have lost interest in playing and are busy going home to pack their bags.
August 3 1, finally arrived. It rained, which reduced the special heat in summer in a few hours. The rain washed away all the dirt. Clear our way forward.
9, good memories composition "I don't learn, never learn again! This is not funny! Hey! "
When I was four years old, I once went to the park to play and found that many big brothers and sisters were wearing a strange kind of four-wheeled shoes. They can easily slide at a very fast speed in these shoes. When they need to stop, they can stop immediately by stepping on something hidden in the square behind the shoes.
I was particularly curious at that time, so I asked my mother, and she told me, "These are roller skates". I said excitedly, "I want to play with this, and my mother will buy me a pair!" " ""It's hard to keep balance in these shoes, and it's easy to fall down. You should keep practicing and don't give up halfway. " "No, I will practice hard. "I readily agreed at the time, but ...
In order to satisfy my curiosity, my mother quickly bought me shoes. My father taught me that as soon as I put on my shoes, the wheels would stop working, just like walking on a marble floor covered with soapy water. I fell to the ground before I started. I stood up with pain and strength and started my second adventure.
Dad kept reminding me: "You have to stand in an outer figure of eight to form a triangle to stand firm." When skating, you should skate outward and your feet should go backwards once ... "I started skating, but I fell down every time I skated. After falling many times, I really couldn't help crying. "I don't want to learn, it's not fun at all!" "
After listening to my words, my mother didn't say anything, just came over and gave me a gentle hug. I cried and cried, suddenly remembering my promise to my mother. So I stopped crying, full of confidence, and continued to practice those movements repeatedly. Gradually, I overcame the difficulties and learned to pulley.
Now I can play pulley skillfully, and I like pulley.
10, Good Memories Composition We are the most familiar strangers. Every time we meet, we can quickly call each other's names in our hearts, but the words just came to our lips, but we swallowed them back.
In primary school, because of my childish behavior, we suddenly became strangers from good friends. I remember at that time, we argued endlessly about a math problem, and no one would let us. Soon, I put forward a dear John letter to you, which said, "I will never be friends with * * * again."
Just remember, you will be dumbfounded after reading it. You were at my back desk, calling my name, and I pretended to be calm and didn't hear anything. After that, you never called my name again. I accidentally opened my classmates' records and saw that you wrote on the message box: "I miss the time when we went to play together and wish you happiness forever!" "
Suddenly, a warm current passed through my heart, which touched me so much. I can't help recalling the past: I held your hand and went shopping together. When we see a jewelry store, we always rush in with great excitement, fiddling with the gadgets in the store, looking around, and finally looking at the price, we are too surprised to say a word. There are still many happy times, but back to now, everything has become a memory, and everything has become moved by being left behind.
Today's final exam, we are in the same examination room. More coincidentally, you are at my back desk, which makes me feel a sense of intimacy, as if I felt the scene of our primary school again.
I have seen you many times, and I want to smile at you and say, "Actually, playing with you is also my happiest time!" " "Whenever I want to do these things, it seems that there is always a kind of resistance to pull me back, which is always awkward.
However, I will keep your bright smile in my heart. I will remember having a good friend like you with me for half a year, and I will cherish our best memories forever. You are my best memory!