An unforgettable thing
Many things happened in the place I yearned for most - school, which were cherished, unforgettable, happy and exciting. People are sad. One of them is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I still feel a little scared when I think about it, as if it just happened yesterday.
It was a Monday afternoon. After school, as the leader of the student team, I quickly organized everyone to clean up. Some mopped the floor, some swept the floor, some wiped the blackboard, some moved stools, and they were all busy. Why! Finally done. Everyone walked out of the classroom carrying their schoolbags.
When I got off the teaching building, I suddenly saw the rockery in the lawn. On weekdays, many students go climbing. Although I also want to go, I am afraid of being discovered by the teacher on duty, and I am afraid of being deducted by the on-duty teacher and supervisor, so I have never dared to go. Now that the on-duty teacher has left, and the on-duty supervisor and supervisor have gone home, isn’t it a good opportunity? I thought about it, so I put my schoolbag on the ground and ran into the lawn.
I climbed up without any effort. At this time, I felt as if I was high up above, so I stood on it with my hands on my hips and looked proud. After standing for a while, I felt that it was not enough, so I started to "golden rooster independence", He raised one foot and imitated Sun Wukong, putting a hand on his forehead and looking into the distance. I became more and more proud, so I simply closed my eyes, spread my arms and danced wildly. Just when I was getting carried away, I suddenly felt my center of gravity was unstable. Yeah, the beautiful "golden rooster" fell down. Fortunately, there was grass below, and my legs were only bruised. Otherwise, I don’t know what I would have been like!
I will never do such a stupid thing again.
An unforgettable thing
As I grew up, there was one thing that I will never forget. After going through that incident, I seemed to have grown up a lot.
It was New Year’s Eve last year, and the students sent each other greeting cards one after another after class. The red and green greeting cards, with their own thoughts on them, were sent to the hands of good friends. Everyone was talking and laughing, and their faces were filled with joy. The classroom was filled with laughter and excitement.
I was also infected by the joyful atmosphere. I took out a stack of written greeting cards and prepared to join the happy crowd. Suddenly, I saw a classmate sitting there alone. Isn't that the famous "Naughty King" Liu Kai? In the past, he was either running on the playground or talking in the classroom. He couldn't even control himself in class. Not to mention that lively energy. But now, he seemed to be a different person. What happened to him? I looked at him puzzled. There seemed to be a trace of sadness and a trace of longing between his eyebrows...
Suddenly, I woke up. It must be because no one sent him a greeting card or said a word of blessing to him. I couldn't help but feel sad for him. Putting myself in their shoes, if I was abandoned by the collective and forgotten by my classmates, I would also feel a sense of loss.
Thinking of this, I took out the most beautiful greeting card from my schoolbag, thought for a moment, and neatly wrote on it: "Liu Kai, I wish you a happy new year, progress in your studies, and great progress." Go to a new level!" Then, I folded the greeting card gently, walked up to him, and said to him with a smile: "Liu Kai, happy holidays!" As I said this, I took out the greeting card from behind and handed it to his hand. . He looked at me and then at the greeting card, and said happily: "Thank you!" His eyes were full of joy. He stood up, raised the greeting card in his hand and rushed into the crowd while shouting: "I also have a beautiful greeting card!"
Looking at him, I also smiled. How important the collective is! Everyone cannot live without the collective, and everyone needs the warmth of the collective.
An unforgettable thing
I was ashamed to play basketball. On the basketball court, my mind was filled with thoughts of remorse and regret.
I remember what happened to the Han family at that time, and it still makes me sad to think about it now.
That day, a few friends and I went to the Cordel basketball court to play. My hands were cold that day and the wind was howling outside. I couldn't hit the shot, I was helpless. This was an old man in ragged clothes, holding a cane, full of beard, and limping. He said: "Come here.
"I wondered what a rag picker wanted from me, asking for soda cans in the city. Forget it, I despise this kind of person the most and told him to leave quickly. My eyes widened and my mouth was pouting. I put my hands on my hips and said, "Old man , you are sick! Go quickly! Don't embarrass yourself here! "I put on a very impressive air. "Hey, kid, I'm not here to cause trouble. Your wallet fell. I looked for you for a long time and finally caught up with you. Do you think so? "I looked carefully and touched my pocket, and it was true. "Oh! My wallet is lost! There was more than a hundred yuan in it. The key was that it also contained my phone card and saxophone exam admission ticket. If I lost it, I wouldn't be able to pass the exam. Wouldn’t all the hard work of the past year be in vain? "I stamped my feet anxiously. "Then look at it and see if this is your wallet? "I quickly grabbed it and checked it again. It was really mine. I shouted: "Great! Very good! "I jumped up with joy.
As soon as I was about to thank him, he disappeared like the wind. I gave myself a fist in despair, "I really shouldn't have! If I had known she was here to return the wallet to me, I wouldn't have gone against him. What a stupid fool I am. "I lowered my head in shame. He was a poor man, but he was able to find money without losing sight of it. For him, this wallet could help him live for a long time. But he didn't keep it for himself. I was really touched. I will never look down on the poor again. This incident will be deeply etched in my heart and will never be forgotten.
On the eve of the Lantern Festival, My grandparents and I came to the staff's home with great interest. My grandma said that we were going to make glutinous rice balls for ourselves.
I was so excited that we arrived at the activity room on the second floor. Two large tables have been set up, with several large bags of flour and several thermos bottles on them. We are about to start work. First, we need to knead the dough. I opened the lid of the thermos bottle and poured some water into the basin, but the water was too much and the flour was almost full. I ordered flour soup. I sighed and thought: Forget it! Although I thought so, I still followed my grandmother's example and managed to make the flour into a ball. , I started kneading the dough here and there, but after a few kneadings, my hands were covered with batter. I really wanted to give up, but when I saw others doing it decently, I decided again. I was a little unconvinced and decided to continue working! I sprinkled a little flour on the dough and kneaded it as if massaging the dough. After a while, I was ready to make glutinous rice balls. I felt very excited, as if I was going to do something very important. Great thing. Because I only eat glutinous rice balls and don’t make glutinous rice balls.
I took a small piece of dough from the big dough and kneaded it in my palms. The small dough rolled around in my palms. It became rounder and rounder. Then I pressed it into a round piece and put a big spoonful of bean paste filling on it. Then it was time to bring the edges of the dough together. However, the mouth couldn't be closed. No. I was confused, and I held the dough in front of my eyes for a while. Finally, I found out the reason - others were squeezing it very hard, so I squeezed it as hard as I could. Squeeze, it was a smash, and the bean paste inside the dough rolled out like a volcano! I smiled helplessly and shook my head. I saw that there were already several glutinous rice balls in other people's bowls, but I got nothing. At this time, the principal came over and asked: "Oh, little sister, you haven't finished anything yet? "This sentence aroused my competitive spirit, and I started working again...
"The pot is on, the pot is on! "I heard the sound and ran, it smelled so good! We all gathered around the pot, looking for which dumpling we made. "Look, I made this one, it's the biggest! "I seem to be doing this one." "Is that..." The glutinous rice balls in this pot are not only filled with bean paste and meat fillings, but also filled with endless joy!
We all fell in the most gorgeous manner , swearing to fall in the most gorgeous language, falling is beautiful, heartbreakingly beautiful
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That day, I. I saw my true self, my fragile self.
“Get out! "
Okay, I'll get out.
So, turned around and left.
Only when I walked out of the house did I realize that I had nowhere to go. It's ridiculous that there is no place for me in such a big world.
It is no longer surprising to have quarrels with family members. The novelty disappeared long ago after the stepmother moved in. It disappeared without a trace.
Sometimes I naively wonder if she had not appeared, then my life would be happier than it is now. I know the answer is no.
The rain fell just as I was thinking about the next step. So untimely, so unlucky. Tears also fell. The grievances in my heart were like an unbridled beast, roaring and running.
In the haze, I seemed to hear the voice of God. He was calling a name, a name that I was very familiar with - Yan Xinxin.
Oh, Xin, I still have my dear Xin.
So, I quickly recalled her home address and phone number in my mind.
I didn’t have any money or mobile phone with me, so I couldn’t make calls, so I walked to the road to her house.
Time is like riding Liu Xiang's hurdles, running very fast. Dusk has passed and night is gradually coming.
I finally arrived at her house, knocked on the door, and she opened the door. She was wearing pajamas, a little sleepy, and seemed to be bleary-eyed. When he saw me, he woke up and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you here all of a sudden?"
I didn't answer her, but walked around her and walked straight into her room.
She walked over, looking very calm. I also poured me a cup of hot tea, looked at her with a bit of gratitude and disappointment, and then prepared to tell my own story.
"I quarreled with them again. They told me to get out, so I came out. I had no place to go, so I came to your house." I tried my best to describe it in the simplest language, not wanting her to see it. Out of the wounds in my heart. Even though I know that no matter how I pretend to be in front of her, I don’t look like her.
She smiled, it was surprising that someone could smile so cleanly, purely, and lightly. She said: "You don't have to explain the reason, but I can guess that it's because of your stepmother, right... Don't rush to answer me, I know it. If you continue like this, you can't solve the problem, can you? Everyone If you all take a step back, things won't be as serious as they are now. Even if you feel wronged, sad, or reject her, you still have to think about yourself. If you leave that home and your relatives, what will you do? Life? Your current situation is not an advantage, do you understand? So, take a step back. You have to know that life can be very ordinary, or it can be exciting, and of course, it can also be full of storms. The important thing is that it depends on you. How to choose."
I don't like others to reveal my feelings like this, but she is the only exception.
Seeing no reaction from me, she came over and hugged me tightly, putting my head on her shoulder.
"Xin, in fact, I understand many things. Maybe it's because I'm willful, maybe I don't understand the secular world, and I really can't see through many problems. Why will they stop falling in love sooner or later, but still... You want to get married, you have to give birth to me, you get divorced after you give birth to me, and you marry someone else after the divorce... Is this interesting? Don’t they know that they are actually going too far!”
"My shoulders are too narrow and too small to hold up your world. You have to rely on yourself and be strong. This is the only choice. Sometimes, God is unfair because he gives everyone different things, and We can only choose to accept and change. In your current state, it is impossible to change, so you have to accept and accept this reality. Although it seems a little cruel for you to face the reality now, it will be necessary sooner or later. It makes me feel uncomfortable to be so depraved now. I believe that everyone who loves you will feel uncomfortable."
Maybe silence is the best way to answer. I don't know what I want to do now. What. Dear, I also want to be strong, but you have to know that it is difficult.
Tears streaked across her cheeks and fell on her shoulders.
"Xin, if you will stay with me until the end, I will be strong as long as you don't leave me."
"I will not leave you.
”
……
This passage and this incident may still touch my soul when I think of it many years later. I can’t forget it.
An unforgettable thing
Many things happened in the place I yearned for most - school, which were cherished, unforgettable, happy and sad. One of them was. It is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I still feel a little scared when I think about it, as if it happened just yesterday.
It was a Monday afternoon, after school, as the leader of the student team. , and quickly organized everyone to clean up. Some mopped the floor, some swept the blackboard, and some moved the stools. Hey, everyone finally finished walking out of the classroom. /p>
When I got off the teaching building, I suddenly saw the rockery in the lawn. On weekdays, many students go to climb it. Although I also wanted to go, I was afraid of being discovered by the teacher on duty, and I was also afraid of being spotted by the teacher on duty. The supervisor deducted points, so I never dared to go. Now that the on-duty teacher has left and the supervisor and the on-duty supervisor have gone home, isn’t this a good opportunity? I put my schoolbag on the ground and ran into the lawn.
I climbed up effortlessly. At this time, I felt as if I was high up above, so I stood on it with my hands on my hips and looked proud. After standing for a while, I felt that it was not enough, so I started to "golden rooster independence", one foot I raised my head, imitating Sun Wukong, and put a hand on my forehead to look into the distance. I became more and more proud, so I simply closed my eyes and spread my arms wildly. Just when I was getting carried away, I suddenly felt that I lost my center of gravity. Steady. Oh, the beautiful "golden rooster" fell down. Fortunately, there was a lawn below, and my legs were only bruised. Otherwise, I don't know what I would have been like in the future.
I will never do such a stupid thing again.
That day, I was going to Luohu Youth Palace to study English. After school, I walked to the station to catch the bus, and I was left at the Yijing Middle School station. There were several men waiting there.
As soon as the 238 bus arrived, two men rushed up. I got on slowly because I didn’t like competing with others for a seat. There were two more men squeezing behind me. The two men in front said to the driver, “Can we not use coins here? We don’t have any change with us, what should we do? "At that time, I was thinking: Why are you so annoying! 238 is a coin-operated machine! And you talk so much nonsense." I was squeezed by two people in the middle and couldn't breathe. Suddenly, a hand ran into my pants pocket to steal something. I immediately thought that they were a group and they were pickpockets. I immediately reached out and hit the pickpocket's hand in my trouser pocket, and he immediately took it back. At that time, it scared me half to death. The driver knew that they were in a group, so he shouted at them to leave, and only then did the two pickpockets in front of him agreed to leave. I was finally squeezed out. As soon as I got on the bus, everyone in the bus looked at me with curious and pitiful eyes. After I sat down, an aunt asked me, "Have you had anything stolen by a pickpocket just now?" I said, "No." I took out the watch that was in my trouser pocket that had been touched just now. Then, I said: "They thought my watch was a mobile phone. The bulge made them pay attention to me. When a pickpocket touched my trouser pocket just now, I immediately retracted it." Auntie said: "Thank you for being smart. Otherwise, I won’t even let go of the watch.”
When I got home, I told my family about it, and my father taught me to shout louder next time.
At night, when sleeping. When I thought about being picked up by a pickpocket, I was surprised and happy, as happy as if I had narrowly escaped death.
I think this incident is deeply etched in my mind.
There are all kinds of medicines in the world, but there is no regret medicine. What happened must start from that day. ． ． ． ． ．
"Where is my protractor?" I kept shouting loudly in the classroom, but no classmates said a word. I turned my schoolbag upside down, but it was still nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, my eyes lit up. There was a protractor on Xiao Ming's desk, which was exactly the same as mine - one corner of the protractor was missing, and that was the mark I made. I walked up to Xiao Ming and asked: "Why did you take my protractor?" Xiao Ming replied, "This is mine, I didn't take your protractor."
"Stop pretending, the missing corner of this protractor is proof. There is no way your protractor also has this mark!" Give it back to me quickly. "I said angrily. I thought: I lost a protractor last time and was scolded by my mother. I decided that it was mine. I will get it no matter what this time. After some debate, Xiao Ming said But me: He lowered his head with tears in his eyes, grabbed the protractor and threw it at me. After I caught it, I stood there stunned for a long time and slowly put the protractor in my hand into my pencil case. .
When I got home from school, I took out the book and was about to start my homework. When I opened the book, I suddenly found a protractor in the book and thought: I obviously put the protractor in the stationery. How did it pop out of the box? I hurriedly opened it and found that there was another one inside. I looked at it again and again. .
Looking at these two protractors, all the muscles in my body seemed to be trembling. ． ． ． ． ．
Although this happened a long time ago, I will never forget it!
I have many unforgettable things, but one thing is like a brand in my heart, making it difficult for me to forget.
It happened on a Sunday in the second grade of junior high school.
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That day, my friend asked me to wait at the small park next to Zhang Zhongjing Hospital at 1 pm, and then we went to the countryside to relax together.
I showed up outside the small park on time at 1 pm, but my friend It hadn’t arrived yet, so I sat down and waited in a snack bar. I waited for half an hour and still didn’t see my friend. Just when I was looking around anxiously, an old lady came into my eyes, and it was an unforgettable moment. A scene was staged -----
I saw an old man with disheveled hair and a skinny body limping along. She immediately caught my attention. I should have encountered such a scene in a small town at that time. It’s not surprising, probably because she was so pitiful, which aroused my sympathy, that I paid so much attention to her!
I saw her walking about 5 meters away from me She stopped in front of the snack bar. Her mouth opened and opened, but no sound was heard. I saw her pointing at her mouth with her finger. Only then did I realize that she was not only lame, but also mute. She was about seventy years old. We all know that old people over seventy years old are enjoying the care of their children, but this old man... suddenly heard the shop owner say seriously: "Here, don't delay our business here, come to Eat elsewhere. After saying that, he gave the old man some steamed buns. Oh, the old man was hungry, oh, she wanted to have a full meal. The shopkeeper said, and saw the old lady limping away. She hadn't walked a few steps, and I saw her fall. My heart skipped a beat. Could she have broken? People were still walking around. They didn't notice the old man at all. Did they really not notice that he was deaf and lame? Is she an old man? Although she is a beggar, beggars are also human beings. I was thinking about my friend and ran over panting. Maybe it was because of a tacit understanding. He immediately understood what I meant. Later, we both said at the same time: Let’s go. Help her.
We walked up to the old man and helped him up. I saw the gratitude in the old man’s eyes, and I felt happy from the bottom of my heart. Even though she couldn’t speak, I subconsciously touched her all over. There was only 1 yuan in all the pockets on my body. My friend said he had 5 yuan. Then my friend said: I will help her and you go shopping. I am so grateful. My friend is indeed my close friend.
I quickly ran to the snack bar where I was sitting just now with 6 yuan in my pocket to buy some food for the old man. When the female owner of the snack bar knew that I was buying food for the old man, she was also moved. She said: Young man, what you bought is 4 yuan, I only charge you 2 yuan... I said thank you, auntie, as long as everyone gives a piece of love, the world will become so beautiful.
I handed the things I bought to the old man with both hands, and we helped her sit on the roadside. Her grateful mouth opened and opened.
Although this incident has been a long time ago, But my heart couldn't calm down for a long time. Although the old man solved the urgent need, what should she do in the future? If everyone gives a little love, the country will become a better world. I am very happy, because I believe that there is still hope in the world. There is true love, I also helped an old man
An unforgettable thing
In my six years of primary school life, I have experienced many things. As time goes by , most of them were forgotten, but only one small thing left me with an unforgettable lesson.
It is a hot summer, and the house is as hot as sitting in a steamer. I took out a few pieces of watermelon from the refrigerator, threw them out the window after eating, and then started doing my homework.
"Ding ding..." The phone rang. When I answered the phone, it turned out that it was Uncle Yang who asked my father to play badminton in the park. I excitedly agreed for my father, so that I could make a fuss at home. Heavenly palace. At three o'clock in the afternoon, my father set off with the badminton. When he walked upstairs, he was afraid that they would be impatient, so he started running. "Ouch!" Unexpectedly, he stepped on a piece of watermelon rind and stumbled, "Huh! Who did this?" What's going on!" Dad said as he walked.
"Haha, daddy is gone!" I jumped three feet high, threw my homework behind me, turned on the TV and ate watermelon while watching...
Unknowingly it was already At half past four, I turned off the TV, threw the watermelon rind downstairs, and pretended to do my homework.
"Ding bell..." The doorbell rang. It must be my father who is back. I hurriedly opened the door: "Ah? Dad, why is your face red and purple?" I saw that my father was red and swollen. face, I said in surprise. "Hmph! I don't know who did this! I fell down on the way to the park, and when I came back, I tripped and bit the mud..." After listening to my father's explanation, I remembered that I had thrown away all these watermelon rinds. , I told my father the whole story. I thought that my father would scold me, but instead of scolding me, my father kindly taught me: "Honesty is good, but destroying the environment is not good. Dad's behavior A little injury is nothing, the key is to develop good habits from an early age!"
Although this incident was small, it taught me a profound lesson, and I will never forget it!
What is different from usual is that when I got home from school today, I did not watch TV but did my homework first. After a while, my mother came back from get off work. She saw me doing my homework and didn't say anything. She went straight to the kitchen to cook. At this time, the key rang again, and I knew it was my father who was back. Something unforgettable happened with my father's return.
About "a cigarette", suddenly, I vaguely noticed someone behind me. I turned around and looked up. It turned out to be my father who had been standing behind me to watch me do my homework. I saw him frowning. He stared at me without saying a word, and I felt nervous. I thought, I must have done something wrong again. Sure enough, my father grabbed my ear and said: "Look at the word 'ghost' you wrote, it's not as good as First grade primary school students.” I didn't say anything at first, and then he said: "Such ugly calligraphy was not written by my son. Today, either write the calligraphy well, or go out and don't come home."
When I heard this, I became furious, slammed the pen on the table, opened the door and rushed out without looking back, hiding in a corner downstairs and crying secretly. After a while, I heard the sound of "thump, thump, thump" coming down the stairs in a hurry. I guess it was my father coming to find me. At this time, I heard my father's anxious shouting: "Youyou (my nickname), Youyou ~~~~~~”. After a while, I heard the same cry from my mother again. I thought to myself, didn’t you let me go? Why are you still looking for me? snort! I won't come out. About half an hour later, my father finally found me. Without saying a word, he just held me tightly in his arms and kept kissing my cheek. When I got home, my father said to me: "What I just said was angry. You are my parents' only son. How could they not want you anymore?". At this time, I was surprised to find that my mother, who usually doesn't like to cry, was secretly crying. Then, I asked my dad a question that even I thought was strange. I said, "Dad, if I were kidnapped by bad guys and they wanted to exchange your life for me, would you do it?
Dad said without hesitation: "Of course, because you are my only son. Without you, my parents' lives are meaningless. However, you and dad are both strong men with successful careers." A beautiful life belongs to those who are strong in life, so dad hopes you will be a strong person who never gives up."
It turns out that my parents really love me, and I really do too. I realized the meaning of "poor parents in the world", and from then on, I became more sensible.
That day not only touched me, but also made me unforgettable.
An unforgettable thing
There is such a story
Winter is coming, and the snowflakes are flying like goose feathers.
In the early morning, I walked on the street. It feels very cold.
The day before yesterday, the city issued an order that all advertisements, leaflets, etc. posted in every corner must be cleared. The cleaners were dispatched and began to clean this already beautiful city.
I looked at the heavy snow flying in the sky and watched a group of cleaners busy.
Inadvertently, I found a few leaflets and other papers pasted on a smooth wall opposite, where an old female cleaner was carefully tearing off the papers. It seemed that those papers were difficult to tear off. The female cleaner brushed the papers with a brush dipped in water, and then carefully tore them off with her hands.
I think her hands must be cold, but she is not afraid of the cold, and there is fire in her heart.
She was very serious and cleared several pieces of paper in succession.
She walked to another one.
However, I saw that when her right hand was raised, it stopped in the air, seemingly frozen. He saw her move closer to the wall. Then, I saw her shake her head slightly.
What's wrong? What happened? I wonder.
She looked at it intently for a while, then slowly left the paper without clearing it.
Why not clear it? Did she forget the city's rules? A series of questions floated in my mind.
Well, I'll go over there and see what happens, I think.
I was about to start when I saw another thin female cleaner approaching the piece of paper. Her behavior was exactly the same as that of the old cleaner: she raised her right hand and froze it in the air; she shook her head slightly; she looked at it intently for a while, and then slowly left.
I became even more confused and determined to take a look.
Cross the road and come to the wall. What caught my eye was a missing person notice. It said: Zhao Jie, female, 14 years old...
My doubts were cleared, and I finally understood everything.
Snowflakes are still flying like goose feathers, but I don’t feel cold anymore...
I hope I can help you
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