I can't forget the 300-word composition.
I can't forget the composition of 300 words 1 There are countless ups and downs in my mind, and there is one thing that I will never forget.
On this day, the clouds are gathering and the sky is dark, just like a big black curtain. Thunder rumbled and raindrops fell like a broken pearl. We sat in the classroom, waiting for the exam, feeling extremely depressed.
I picked up the test paper and wrote it with a pen. Whenever I hear the sound of "brushing", I feel like a scum. Everyone else is a famous headmaster. The teacher looked at me in a daze and looked at me with fierce eyes when the paper was not written well. I bow my head as fast as a mouse sees a cat. "Dadada" teacher's footsteps are getting closer and closer, the surrounding air seems to be condensed, and the big stones in my heart are pressing me hard. Then I picked up a pen and wrote quickly. The teacher called me ungrateful and left me. A minute passed, and the teacher picked up a stick and knocked on the platform. The sound of "snapped" hit my heart. I nervously accelerated my hand speed and caught up with the teacher when he collected the test paper. I took a long breath and finally got through this demon pass. I really hope my grades can be excellent.
The teacher's eyes staring at me and the reproach of hating my son for not giving birth are deeply imprinted in my mind, which makes me unforgettable, and it has become the hottest star in my memory.
I can't forget the 300-word composition 2. I have experienced many things in the long river of memory, like waves on the beach, which often beat the gate of memory. There is a spray that I will never forget.
It was a day of double happiness, and I don't know why fate took care of me on that day.
That day was the moment when I took part in the writing competition. I nervously wrote down every word and tried to make every stroke perfect. After more than an hour, the game finally ended. I closed my eyes when I announced it, and I didn't even dare to look. I only heard the praise around me. I almost jumped up when I opened my eyes and saw the report card. My squinted eyes suddenly opened wide, and all I saw was the grand prize of 100 points. At that time, I immediately froze, and the words of appreciation from my classmates also increased my pride. I walked with vigorous steps and couldn't wait to run to the stage to receive the prize. At that time, my heart was pounding hard to believe.
When I got home, I told my mother about it at once. My mother smiled and promised me a happy thing. Today is my birthday, and my mother held a birthday party for me at home. Today, I am very happy. We eat cakes together, play games together and receive different kinds of gifts. I really can't describe the excitement at that time!
When I sleep at night, I always think: Why are you so lucky today? It's hard to forget.
I wrote a story of 300 words, which I can't forget for a long time, but I always remember it in my heart. Although it was a small matter, it left a deep impression on me.
It was noon in summer. Xiao Li and I walked home after school. It was too hot, so we all bought an ice cream. After eating, we threw it away and the ice cream stick lay quietly on the lawn.
Xiao Li and I have a message for you. I walked home one by one.
Not far away, there was a sudden cry of "Big Brother, Big Brother". It turned out to be a little girl calling me. She said, "Brother, please pick up the ice cream stick."
I thought, "A little one will take care of me." We pretended not to hear and walked on. When I couldn't help looking back, I found the little girl bending down, carefully picking up the ice cream stick and gently stuffing it into the trash can. After finishing everything, she ran happily to play.
Seeing this scene, I was not only shocked, but also thought, "It is as easy as it is to put the garbage in the dustbin, but why do we lack the moral consciousness of our father-in-law?" How small I am compared with her!
I will never forget it.
I can't forget the composition of 300 words and 4 lives. There are many unforgettable things. The most unforgettable and moving thing is a summer in the fourth grade.
I walked in the street and came to the secluded library. I quietly came to a meadow behind the library. This grass has been close to the library, and I have never seen anyone want to touch this green. The back of the library is covered with small advertisements. The broom made a "bang" sound. After a while, I saw a cleaning aunt come to the back wall of the library and tear down the small advertisement. Some are just like nougat, but they are torn down and finally torn down, leaving only the last one. Aunt cleaning raised her hand, shook her head and left. What's wrong with this cleaning aunt? ! After a while, another cleaning aunt came over here, obviously more experienced than the last one. Unexpectedly, this cleaning aunt also raised her hand, hesitated, shook her head and left. I was puzzled and walked towards the small advertisement. After a while, I suddenly understood that I was looking for you. At that moment, I was moved These people are kind, and my eyes are full of tears. In this era, there are still kind people!
Everything in the world is intentional, kind, vicious and ignorant. ...
I can't forget the 300-word composition. Five years have passed. At sunrise and sunset, time always passes you by inadvertently. Open the catalogue of old times and recall the past-
Do you remember? When I was in the first grade, I just stepped into the classroom door and saw strange faces, insisting on following my mother's ass. All the students are jumping and doing exercises hand in hand.
Do you remember? On the playground, the students sweated and finally lost. Students dragged their tired bodies, and some students left tears. The students' slogans not only echoed in the classroom, but also stayed in our hearts deeply.
Do you remember? About the fifth grade, our class was divided into two factions, one was a girl and the other was a boy. No matter what you do, it's a fierce fight, and you don't want to hold hands like a freshman. It is unreasonable to say that girls are extinct teachers! When you grow up, you will laugh when you see such childish behavior when you are young!
Do you remember? A few years have passed, and we have grown up and become sensible. When a classmate in the class was injured, dozens of pairs of sympathetic eyes came at him. ...
Six years will pass, and I really want to cry, and cry out the ups and downs of these six years. No matter where I am in the future, I will recall these six years. ...
I can't forget the composition 300 words 6 One dark night, I lay in bed and fell asleep unconsciously. Suddenly, I saw that I came to a kingdom where all the residents were frogs, houses made of lotus leaves and companies made of lotus flowers. How beautiful! While I was enjoying the beautiful scenery here, there was a sudden noise in the square of this kingdom.
Out of curiosity, I quietly walked over, grabbed it under a big tree and stared at the square. Through a row of words hanging in the square, I know that this is their annual meeting day, and frog residents all over the country are going to listen to the frog king's speech.
The frog king began to speak. He told the frogs about this year's output and insect catching. At the end of the party, the frog king said, We catch pests every day. We are good experts in defending crops, but human beings are ungrateful and arrest our brothers and eat them. How kind! Don't work hard for mankind in the future! The frog king spoke so firmly, as if he had had enough of such human behavior.
After listening to the king's words, I boldly stood up and asked the king to take back his last words, and swore to the king that I would definitely let mankind get rid of the habit of eating beneficial insects. After repeated requests, the king had to promise me.
Hey, slacker, get up. Cried the mother. I can't forget the vows I made in my dream, and I can't forget this dream.
I can't forget the 300-word composition. There was laughter, panic and shouts around, and the air was filled with happiness, so busy that I couldn't even hear the shouts. Where is this? So we came to Wuhu Fangte Amusement Park.
Walk, wow! What sparkles? Are they stars? Don't! It's the light of the big pendulum flashing! I was about to leave when I turned around. That's a big pendulum! "I like playing best!" At first glance 1㎡- 1㎡ children need to be accompanied by adults, but their mothers are timid! I begged: "Mom! How kind of you! I am loyal to you! Take me to play with the big pendulum! " "no!" "once! Just once! " "I said no, no!" This time, I was forced to use my killer weapon-selling cute, "Mom, please! I love you! " In the difficult struggle, I finally persuaded her and made her happy! On the pendulum, wow! So happy! Look at my mother and close her eyes, as if the end of the world is coming. Ding, the big pendulum began. "So happy!" At first, the big pendulum moved slightly. Later, it went higher and higher. At the highest time, my mother was barking! And I don't move. Sometimes, I enjoy the scenery and feel very comfortable!
The pendulum stopped slowly, and my mother's mood gradually improved. But what about me? I'm getting more and more depressed, because I want to play after the end! So I can only play something else with my mother! By the way, I will never forget this great fun!
I can't forget the 300-word composition. I can't forget those tears, and I will never forget them.
On an opaque night, I saw crystal tears.
Tears trickled down, playing the golden lute in my heart, making me understand that tears are like a key that opens the door to my ignorant mind.
That day, her hand fell on me like this tear. I felt my body hurt, but she felt her heart hurt. Besides, it's not ordinary pain, it's heart-wrenching pain.
That night, her tears rained down on the bed, and I didn't notice. When I woke up, I found that the quilt was wet. I knew that her love was tears and cold hands.
I can't forget that day. I can't forget the quilt soaked with tears, the voice of forgiveness and tears. That day, I regarded her as an enemy, and that night, I knew what I should regard her as. That is a kind of person who has infinite maternal love-mother.
On that day, love, tears and roars were branded in my heart.
I can't forget the composition 300 words 9 I have many unforgettable scenery, the most unforgettable of which is the beautiful Victoria Harbour in Hong Kong.
There is a line in a song: "The lights in Victoria Harbour are brighter than that star." I have also seen many photos of Victoria Harbour and heard many people praise Victoria Harbour in Hong Kong. I have seen and heard so much, but I still want to go to Victoria Harbour in Hong Kong.
Finally, the summer vacation is coming, and I have good news. I can go to Hong Kong. "Can I go to Victoria Harbour?" I opened my eyes and asked my mother curiously. "Yes!" Mom looked at me and said with a smile. "Great, great, we can finally see Victoria Harbour!" I jumped three feet for joy.
A few days later, I flew to Hong Kong, where the evening was beautiful and lively. "Have a rest today. If you want to go to Victoria Harbour, go tomorrow! "
The next day, I took the subway to Victoria Harbour. After getting off the subway, I bought some bread at the subway station and walked to the harbor.
Walking through an underground passage, I saw beautiful scenery. English castles are unparalleled and exude a classical atmosphere. There are colorful lights in the castle, and the colors are amazing. There is also a colorful clock in the center of the castle. "Knock, knock ..." The bell rang and the port suddenly turned into an ocean of lights. The shining lights of the harbor fell on the earth like colorful fireworks. As the lyrics say: "Victoria Harbour, the lights are brighter than that star."
I will never forget the beautiful scenery of Victoria Harbour.
I can't forget the composition of 300 words 10. It happened on New Year's Day last year, and I still remember it vividly.
That morning, I woke up and looked at the clock, alas! God, it's almost 8 o'clock. I skid up, skip breakfast, and urge my father to drive me to my cousin's house. Yesterday, my cousin and I made an appointment to visit Zhuhai this morning. But my father and mother said it seemed to be premeditated, said they didn't have time, and told me to take the bus. I pursed my lips and shouted, "protest, protest, I've never been on a bus alone!" " "Dad said," How about I give you a book by Yang? "Yang's book is my dream, and I reluctantly agreed.
Dad took me to the bus stop. I think it's better not to come, so you can ask dad to take me. Just when I was wishful thinking, the car came with a beep in my ear. "Can you get on the bus?" I hesitated, and my father pushed me into the car. The car door was closed and I clung to the handrail. I was very scared when I saw strangers around me. "What if there are bad people?" Just when I was scared, the car stopped suddenly and I almost fell down. My eyes were a little moist and I whispered, "If only my parents were here." . Suddenly a crisp and pleasant voice came from my ear: "Come, little friend, there is a seat here." I looked back, it was the aunt of the conductor. I slowly squeezed past and sat down. I quickly said to my aunt, "Thank you, aunt." Grandparents nearby said, "This child is really polite." Suddenly, I felt as if there was a warm spring breeze blowing towards me in the carriage.
At the station, I said goodbye to my aunt and got off the bus immediately. Suddenly, I saw a familiar figure, ah! It's dad! Dad has been waiting there, holding a book written by Yang. I was surprised and threw myself into my father's arms. I see, riding a bike alone today turned out to be my parents' deliberate exercise.
This incident has always made me unforgettable, because it tells me a truth: people have countless firsts, and as long as they dare to face difficulties and challenge themselves, they can grow faster.
I can't forget the 300-word composition 1 1 Birds are singing beautiful songs on the branches, which are warm. The breeze blowing on the body makes people feel hot and lazy. The car honked its horn and praised the beautiful weather; The traffic lights kept flashing their colorful faces and running happily. What day is this a bit like? Oh, it was that day that reminded me of one thing.
On this day, I had a whim to see if ants can swim. Ants can run on the ground, so they must swim in the water. My roof drips all the year round, and the water drops are like soil drills, drilling one small puddle after another on the ground. I saw a little ant hovering on the ground, and I didn't know where to go. I picked it up carefully and put it in the puddle. But the ant gripped my finger tightly. I raised my hand and tried again. It obediently let go.
Ants have been paddling in the water with their hands and feet, just like professional swimming coaches. Soon, "Ant One" landed. However, the last job ashore seems to need some help. Several trips down, halfway up the mountain, and then fell into the water. I reached out a finger, fished it up and put it on the shore. At first, the ant lay on the shore, then moved its wet body, finally stood up smoothly and walked away. Immediately after the launch, the "ant" also landed successfully and passed the test.
I will always remember the result of this experiment. Although ants are small, they have a strong desire to survive, and their spirit is worth learning.
I can't forget the composition of 300 words 12. I have many memories, just like shells on the beach. Some are dazzling, some are dim. Pick up a dazzling shell and let me tell you something.
I remember it was a sunny morning, and all the teachers and students came to Maoming Forest Park. There are trees, flowers and colors in the wind, and the mirror-level lake reflects the cloudless sky in Wan Li, which is very beautiful.
After enjoying the beautiful scenery, my classmates and I went to the animal area. The animals there are so colorful and lovely. Let's visit the porcupine, which is covered with long and hard thorns. If it stung us, it would be terrible. We came to the monkey's house. Just as we were feeding the monkey, naughty Li Hua threw the bottle cap at the little monkey. I am really worried that the little monkey will eat the bottle cap. Unexpectedly, the little monkey imitated Li Hua and threw the bottle cap back on Li Hua's head, which made everyone laugh. We even say hello to camels and peacocks!
Leaving the animal area, we came to the long dragon maze again. I thought the maze was easy, so I went in full of energy, but when I walked, I found that there was a lot of content in the maze and I couldn't get out. Energetic, I gradually became listless and even a little scared. Under the guidance of my classmates, I finally got out of the maze.
We also visited the statues of famous people, the general's mansion and the botanical garden.
Time flies, I have to go, but I will never forget this day and this event.
I can't forget the 300-word composition 13 My deskmate in Grade Three is a girl. She has long eyelashes, big eyes, a long ponytail on her head and a big pink bow. She is 1 m 42, and she is very cute. She is my monitor Li Muke.
Li Muke is very cute and loves to help others. Once, Li Muke saw an old woman crossing the road. The old woman looked at the road where cars were coming and going, and she was very scared. When Li Muke saw it, he quickly stepped forward and said to his grandmother, "Grandma, let me help you cross the road!" " "Grandma nodded with a smile. Li Muke carefully helped grandma cross the road.
On another occasion, Li Muke took a bus. On the way, an old man came over. When Li Muke saw it, he quickly stood up and said, "Grandpa, come here, there is a seat here!" " "Grandpa smiled and said," Good boy, this is really a good boy! " "Grandpa sat down happily.
Once, I forgot to bring my book. When I was in class, I didn't have any books, and I was as anxious as an ant on hot bricks. Li Muke took a look, pushed the book over and read it with me.
Ah! Li Muke is lovely and helpful. She is really a good example for us to learn. I will never forget her!
I can't forget the composition of 300 words 14. At first, I was still in the Textile City Hospital. Later, I heard from the doctor that my illness was probably SARS and I was hospitalized. At this time, my heart felt sad and tears welled up in my eyes. My mother saw it and comforted: "Don't be afraid, no matter what illness, you don't have to be afraid in the doctor's office. Always cured well. " But after that, my mother's eyes became rosy. Back home, mom and dad discussed: this textile city is a small hospital after all, and it is not credible. Why don't you ... take him to Shaoxing No.2 Hospital, where doctors are experienced. Mom said, "OK, OK, it's better than this small hospital anyway." The next day, my parents took me to the Second Hospital. Sitting in a taxi, the driver rushed us to the front of the outpatient building of the Second Hospital. After the blood test, the doctor said that I was not in the early stage of SARS, but let me stay in hospital for observation for a period of time. I listened, and I sincerely told the doctor that I was not hospitalized, okay? The doctor replied firmly, "being in hospital is good for you." Not much to say, my parents took me to the hospital payment office.
When I was in hospital, my condition improved slightly, so I followed my father to Tashan for fresh air and a walk.
Finally, I was discharged from the hospital, leaving the building, hospital bed and my aunts who had been with me for three weeks. Go back to your long-lost home.
I can't forget the composition of 300 words 15. When I opened the photo album of my memory, many past events came to my mind. Seeing the previous photos, some of them have turned yellow, but I feel that one photo is still clean. It makes me feel real, just like in front of my eyes.
I remember once, I came home from school. Suddenly, I heard my stomach growling. So, I found an ingenious mother to cook for me. But she said she was busy, so I asked my amiable grandmother to bake me sweet potatoes.
First, grandma takes a thick and long sweet potato. Then, run to the fire and bury the sweet potato in the fire. Twenty minutes later, I vaguely smelled the smell of baked sweet potatoes. Grandma went to the stove, pulled out sweet potatoes from the hot firewood pile with poker and put them on the table. My stomach is growling and I can't wait to pick up the sweet potato. I just hold it in my hand. Oh, it's too hot! Greedy, I can't bear to leave the sweet potato, so I have to let it bounce in my hands. After a while, sweet potatoes finally became less spicy. I patted the dirt and firewood on the sweet potato and whipped the wrinkled skin carefully. Wow, how tempting! Looking at the sweet potato in Huang Cancan and smelling the thick sweet fragrance, I couldn't help swallowing. After peeling, the sweet potato is still steaming, but I really can't care so much, and I gobble it while blowing. After eating sweet potatoes, I changed from a kitten to Xiaohua Mall.
I will never forget it!