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In everyone's heart, there is a person who impressed him deeply. This person may be a policeman, a doctor, or all kinds of people. What impressed me was that strange aunt.
On a Saturday morning in the third grade, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, which is cool and comfortable. My good friend Yu Hong came to my house to fly a kite. Yu Hong and I go to Hu Ming by bike. Just as we were going to fly a kite, Yu Hong suddenly said to me, "Oh, Ziyuan, I forgot my key. My parents may not be at home in the future. I have to hurry back and get the key. Please wait for me for a while. " Then Hongyu left in a hurry. I fly a kite first. My mood fluctuates with the rise and fall of kites. Suddenly, I accidentally tripped over a stone and got hurt. My tears slowly fell with a feeling of pain. Then a strange aunt came up to me and whispered; "Kid, why are you hurt? Let auntie have a look. " Then she slowly lifted my feet. I looked at her. Oval face, delicate face, long hair with a little silver thread, simple clothes, and some fine lines in the corner of my eyes. After a while, she put my foot down and took out some medicine and band-aid from her bag. She carefully helped me with the medicine, put on a band-aid and comforted me softly. At this time, I am like a small flower seedling in a greenhouse, and I need careful care from others. After dressing the wound for me, my aunt looked at her watch, said a few words to me, said goodbye, and left in a hurry, looking at her fading back, very moved. This aunt doesn't know me, but she is so enthusiastic to help me. It is true that there are feelings everywhere in the world.
Time has passed for a long time, but this enthusiastic aunt is deeply rooted in my heart and can't be forgotten for a long time.
Article 2: The teacher who impressed me deeply.
From grade one to grade six, every teacher who taught me in Yangfangdian No.4 Primary School left a good impression on me. They teach seriously, love life and are very good to each of our students. But the teacher who impressed me the most was my first teacher, Mr. Shang.
Teacher Shang looks about my mother's age, slim, with wavy shawl hair, wearing a pair of "very learned" glasses and smiling at us every day. Her class is excellent, no matter Chinese or math, every knowledge point is very detailed, which can make us understand, and students like to listen to her class. But my classmates and I like her best, because she always cares about us like our own parents.
I remember that one day when I was in the second half of the second grade, I was playing games with my classmates. I accidentally sat on the ground and broke my teeth. My mouth was full of blood, which made me cry. Mr. Shang rushed to check my teeth when he heard the news. He comforted me and said: "The child is fine, don't be afraid." At the same time, he took me to the school gate and took a taxi to the hospital. On the way, after anxiously calling my parents, Mr. Shang stroked my head with warm hands and asked me gently like a mother, "Is it cold, son?" I shook my head and said "not cold". Looking at Mr. Shang's kind eyes, I felt very warm in my heart and couldn't help shouting "Mom" in my heart!
It has been more than two years, but it still often appears in front of my eyes and will be engraved in my heart forever.
Article 3: A person who impressed me deeply.
Whenever I see those beautiful shoes, I immediately see such a scene: an old man mending shoes in a corner in the cold wind. He is an honorable shoemaker.
I remember my uncle and I went to the East Lake for a few days last year. One day, I went out to play with my brother and sister. After a while, it was getting dark. On my way home, I accidentally slipped and cut my shoes. I hurried to the shoemaker's place to mend my shoes. I saw the old man mending shoes carrying a box home. I can't wait to see him and say, "Grandpa, can you help me repair my shoes?" The old man looked at the sky and said gloomily, "Good! I will make it up to you. " The old man sat down again, opened the shoe mending box, picked up his shoes and began to mend them. I studied the old man carefully, with white hair, wrinkled face and a pair of reading glasses on his nose. His hands were covered with cocoons and red with cold. Hold the needle in your right hand, force it through the shoes, and pull the wire in your left hand. He sewed up the crack again until it became solid. After the shoes were mended, I asked him, "How much is Grandpa?" "A dollar." He replied. I was shocked. "How can it be so cheap? You can't make much money in one day! " "I'm just idle at home. It is also convenient to come out to mend shoes. " I was deeply moved by the old man's words, took out all the money and gave it to the old man, put on my shoes and went straight home.
I walk home in mended shoes and look back from time to time. I saw a kind and simple old man packing boxes against the cold wind. The way that the old man mended his shoes in the cold wind still haunts me.
Article 4: One thing that impressed me the most.
Open the treasure box of memory, which contains thousands of stories about Qian Qian, some happy and some sad. Some people are proud, some people are ashamed ... but what impressed me most was that incident.
The story happened on a sultry morning, the sun was like fire and the heat was pressing. My mother gave me a ride to send watermelons to my grandmother. Although there are 10 thousand people in my heart who don't want to go, I have no choice but to go alone with a seven-catty watermelon. After waiting at the station for a while, the car came to me. Wow, that's great. There are not only seats, but also window seats. After I put in coins, I rushed to grab this "geomantic treasure land". Leaning against the window, the slow wind makes me relaxed and happy. I don't know how many stops I have opened. The number of people in the car gradually increased. The car also became sultry. After several stops, a grandfather in his 70 s got on the bus. The hair is gray, the yellow-brown face seems swollen, and the eyes become a line. It seems to take a lot of effort to open them. Looking at the old man, I feel a little sorry. It seems that there are two little people arguing in their hearts. One of them said, "Let the old man rest instead of him!" " Another retorted; "Let's sit and hold the watermelon ourselves!" The two little people are fighting fiercely in their hearts. What should I do? While I was thinking hard, a little girl stood up and said, "Grandpa, come and sit here." Say that finish, she pulled grandpa to his seat. Grandpa refused, but the little girl asked him to sit down. I looked at the little girl carefully: about five or six years old, with two croissants, a round face, pink and white, and a red scarf tied on her chest. She is very cute. I can't help blushing: a little girl younger than herself can give her seat to grandpa, but I don't. Isn't this spirit worth learning? I got off the bus in a hurry. Now, in addition to being ashamed, I have a sense of admiration for that little girl. Looking at the bright red scarf on my chest, I secretly vowed: I must do more good deeds like a little girl in the future.
This is what impressed me the most.
Article 5: One thing that impressed me deeply.
There are few things in a person's life that he will never forget. On that dull Saturday, there is another thing that I remember vividly in the unforgettable "list" in my heart.
In the midst of laughter, there was a roar: "Huang! Stand on the podium for me! " We looked back in surprise, and it was Miss Xiao Lu. I want to go back to see Huang. His expression was a little surprised and a little disapproving. What happened to Mr. Xiao Lu? How did you suddenly change from a kitten to a fierce tiger? Then, Xiao Lu; The teacher shouted again, "Get on the platform quickly?" Huang is very reluctant, and his face looks like bitter gourd. Suddenly, the lively classroom became very quiet, and everyone's nervous breathing was clearly audible. Later, Lei Binbin, who has always been taciturn, was also called up. At this time, I don't know anything, but Xiao Lu's criticism meeting has already begun. First let's sit like pine trees, and then start to find fault with us. Before long, we all changed from pine trees to withered flowers, and we all felt deeply guilty. At this time, I began to think: Miss Xiao Lu will not change her face, will she? There will be no good life after that. However, Mr. Lu Xiao's personality may be better in the next class. The darkness before dawn is always the most terrible. She may get better next class. At this moment, Xiao Lu suddenly smiled, and I suddenly felt "cloudy to sunny". "Do you know why I made them stand up?" We still looked blank, shocked and shook our heads. Suddenly, Mr. Xiao Lu laughed again and said, "Haha, I'm kidding you!" "
We finally breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, the result was better than I expected!
Not only that, I also learned: don't make a scene in class, or you won't have a good result!
Chapter VI: Childhood, the most impressive thing.
Childhood is colorful, just like beautiful seashells by the sea; Childhood is carefree, just like a wave doll playing all day; Childhood is pure and sweet, just like a clear spring in a mountain stream. Speaking of childhood, I can't help thinking of an interesting thing.
I was only five years old then. I have nothing to do at the weekend, so let my father tie a braid. So I came behind my sleeping father.
Dad's hair really needs to be cut. His hair is thick and soft, and it is very easy to tie, so you can't blame me! Well, who told him not to cut his hair! I just parted my father's hair. Suddenly my father began to snore, scaring me to loosen my hand and my hair was messed up again. Alas, we have to tie it again. Dad is really dishonest when he sleeps. It took me a long time to tie up the two "Heaven".
Ha! Ha ha! Hahaha! It's so funny, I can't help it. I ran to my mother covering my mouth and told her what I had done with a smile.
When I laughed enough, I found that my father was gone. At first, I was very nervous and flustered. Later, I couldn't help laughing at the thought of what pedestrians on the road would think of him. After a while, my father came back, only to find his face blank and puzzled.
It turns out that my father has to go to the canteen for every box of cigarettes. Everyone looked at him when he went out. Now my mother and I have a complete stomachache. After a while, we stopped laughing and looked at my puzzling father. We told him what had happened. After hearing this, my father said that I was angry and laughing. My mother and I laughed again, and the whole family laughed together, leaving a happy moment.
Colorful childhood is my most unforgettable thing!
Article 7: The classmate who impressed me the most.
The most impressive classmate is Zhang Tianyuan.
He has a bronze oval face, big straight eyes with thick eyebrows, a collapsed nose under his eyes, thin lips, and a special expression under his nose: when you are happy, tilt your lips and make a face; A small pout when angry can hang a small oil pan. Words from this mouth can sometimes make you angry and choked; Sometimes people laugh and cry. He also has a shiny black hedgehog head.
He also pays more attention to clothes, and dresses generously and fresh every day. His character is neither gentle nor impatient.
He is very playful. I remember one rainy day, when I came home from school, I saw a lot of water on the roadside. He suddenly said, let's play rafting! So, we found our own material. I used straw as a boat, and he picked a leaf as a boat. The current was swift, and in a short time, it reached the first ditch. My boat rushed past, but his boat unfortunately fell into the ditch. He quickly jumped into the water, picked up the "boat" and put it in front of my boat without saying anything.
He is more helpful. Once, several of our classmates went out to play together and saw an old woman struggling with food. He hurried to help her get food and sent her home before leaving.
This is my classmate-Zhang Tianyuan.
Article 8: Students who impressed me the most.
The most impressive classmate is Zhang Tianyuan.
He has a bronze oval face, big straight eyes with thick eyebrows, a collapsed nose under his eyes, thin lips, and a special expression under his nose: when you are happy, tilt your lips and make a face; A small pout when angry can hang a small oil pan. Words from this mouth can sometimes make you angry and choked; Sometimes people laugh and cry. He also has a shiny black hedgehog head.
He also pays more attention to clothes, and dresses generously and fresh every day. His character is neither gentle nor impatient.
He is very playful. I remember one rainy day, when I came home from school, I saw a lot of water on the roadside. He suddenly said, let's play rafting! So, we found our own material. I used straw as a boat, and he picked a leaf as a boat. The current was swift, and in a short time, it reached the first ditch. My boat rushed past, but his boat unfortunately fell into the ditch. He quickly jumped into the water, picked up the "boat" and put it in front of my boat without saying anything.
He is more helpful. Once, several of our classmates went out to play together and saw an old woman struggling with food. He hurried to help her get food and sent her home before leaving.
Article 9: People who impress me.
People often say: "Teachers are like gardeners, diligently cultivating the flowers of the motherland;" Teachers, like the North Star, show us the way forward; Teachers are like a clear spring, pouring the dew of knowledge into children's hearts. But I think our head teacher, Mr. Liu, is more like a book, a book with rich contents, which allows us to enjoy sightseeing, consulting and obtaining.
Sometimes, I think Miss Liu is like a composition book. Whenever we have a composition class, we will open this rich composition book. This composition book can teach us a lot about writing! Each of our exercises is infused with the teacher's painstaking efforts, and it is completed after careful explanation and revision by the teacher. Therefore, our work level can be continuously improved.
Sometimes, our teacher Liu is like a story book: the stories she tells us not only make us feel interesting, but also help us learn how to be a person. What impressed me the most was "Starting with Small Things". The hero of this story is a Japanese girl-Seiko Noda. After graduating from college, she went to work in a famous company. Although she is a white-collar worker, the company has a clear stipulation that newcomers, no matter who they are, should start to brush the toilet from the bottom of the company. My son always brushes the toilet clean until the water in the toilet is drinkable. She benefited a lot from her son's experience. Whatever she does in the future, she will do her best. Thanks to her son's efforts, she finally became one of the few female ministers in Japan-the post-minister. This story educated me, shocked me, and let me know that no matter what I do, even a small thing, I must do my best. The teacher often tells us, "We make a little progress every day." Stories that educate and inspire us.
Sometimes, I think Mr. Liu is like a reference book, because whenever we have class, we will ask the teacher some difficult questions, and the teacher will explain them carefully and patiently. Sometimes, it is even more specific, vivid and detailed than reference books.
Sometimes, I think our teacher Liu is like an educational book. She taught us how to be human. I remember that once the students were not on duty seriously, the teacher walked into the classroom without saying anything, but wrote a big word "heart" on the blackboard, and then asked the students what the word "heart" could be composed of. The students raised their hands one after another, and some said, "Perseverance." Some said, "Confidence." Some say "heart, determination, filial piety, enthusiasm, sincerity, love ..." The teacher says, "Students, who should we dedicate these hearts to?" Some said, "Love is dedicated to the motherland, and filial piety is dedicated to mom and dad." "Enthusiastic dedication to the collective." "Keep studying …" Finally the teacher said, "The students speak very well. But what did we do? I hope the students will dedicate our love to the motherland, serve the collective warmly, do their jobs well and do everything with heart. Persevere in learning, be a good boy with love, enthusiasm, filial piety, perseverance and confidence, and be diligent and sincere in everything. This is our teacher Liu. You are such a versatile book! Educate us, enlighten us and guide us to acquire knowledge and wisdom.
Article 10: She impressed me deeply.
She always has a faint smile on her face, so does everyone. She is an ordinary and lovely little girl, and her small and exquisite figure always makes people feel that she will never grow up. Her singing is so sweet. It always rings when you are sad. ...
I still clearly remember that when I first came to this school, I was lucky enough to sit at the same table with her. At that time, she enthusiastically said to me, "What's your name? How about making friends? " That sound is too sweet for me to refuse. "Of course, my name is Chen Xiaowan, and you?" "My name is Hu Die!" She smiled at me, which attracted me to know her more thoroughly. With her warm help, I gradually became familiar with everything here and became good sisters with her. ...
Not long ago, the "June 1" literary program we worked so hard to compile was cut off. She didn't care and complain blindly, but did what she should do as always, keeping a calm mood towards life. To our surprise, she actually used her spare time on weekends to write a "blood book" ... it was a genuine "blood book", and every page of the book was deeply printed with a few drops of blood. Seeing this situation, the teacher completely changed his previous decision. ...
"Does it hurt?" Looking at those small and exquisite fingers cut by scissors, I asked her with tears in my eyes. "It doesn't hurt at all, it's just broken skin. It will be fine in a few days! " She is still as usual, with a faint smile on her mouth. Looking at her hand, the trace of deep injury, and then looking at her smiling face, I reluctantly smiled at her. ...
In reality, like her, we should treat everyone and everything in the world with a smile and face all difficulties and obstacles with a smile. ...
How can she not be impressive?
Article 1 1: A person who impressed me deeply.
She has long hair, a bright smiling face and simple clothes. This is my favorite teacher. Miss Hou has been teaching us English since the fourth grade.
On the opening day of the fourth grade, the first feeling when I saw Mr. Hou was humor. Mr. Hou is very cute. With more and more contact with teachers, I found that teachers are so approachable, so kind and so responsible.
Mr. Hou teaches us to understand English, read words, write English compositions well, deal with people, correct our behavior habits and misconceptions after class, and spare no expense after class ... Mr. Hou has prepared tables after tables of rich spiritual food for us, so that we can absorb enough nutrition and point out the direction to the door of knowledge. It was Mr. Hou who made us understand the truth, goodness and beauty in the world!
People often say: "The eyes are the windows to the soul". Yes, eyes are really the windows to the soul, just like Mr. Hou. When I speak in class, the teacher's stern eyes will shoot like arrows, scaring me to stop immediately; When I am complacent about my high score in the exam, the teacher's eyes will tell me not to be proud and to continue to work hard; When I feel sad when I encounter setbacks, the teacher's encouraging eyes are like a beam of sunshine, which shines into my already dark heart and makes me feel bright and warm. The teacher's eyes are the source of my confidence!
This is my favorite teacher Hou, kind, humorous, knowledgeable and versatile. When I have the results, you can share the happiness with me; When I am confused, you can give me directions. When I was growing up, I was not only my mentor, but also a good friend who could speak freely!
Article 12: A person who impressed me deeply.
Whenever I see those beautiful shoes, I immediately see such a scene: an old man mending shoes in a corner in the cold wind. He is an honorable shoemaker.
I remember one day last year, my brothers and sisters went out to play with me. After a while, the sky gradually darkened for a person who impressed me deeply. On my way home, I accidentally slipped and cut my shoes. I hurried to the shoemaker to mend them. I saw the old man mending shoes carrying a box home. I can't wait to see him and say, "Grandpa, can you help me repair my shoes?" The old man looked at the sky and said gloomily, "All right! I will make it up to you. " The old man sat down again, opened the shoe mending box, picked up his shoes and began to mend them. I looked at the old man carefully. He was wearing a straw hat, his dark cheeks were sunken, his face was deeply wrinkled and his clothes were wrinkled. It was an old coat washed white. None of the buttons were the same, and there was a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of the nose. Hold the needle in your right hand, force it through the shoes, and pull the wire in your left hand. He sewed up the crack again until it became solid. After the shoes were mended, I asked him, "How much is Grandpa?" "A dollar." He replied. I was shocked. "How can it be so cheap? You can't make much money in one day! " "I'm just idle at home. It is also convenient to come out to mend shoes. " I was deeply moved by the old man's words, took out all the money and gave it to the old man, put on my shoes and went straight home.
I walked home wearing mended shoes and looked back from time to time, only to see the amiable old man mending the shoe box in the cold wind. The way that the old man mended his shoes in the cold wind still haunts me.
Article 13: One thing that impressed me deeply.
As night fell, I lay in bed, wide awake. Mom has been running around every day in recent years, leaving early and returning late every day. In order to earn more money for my brother and me and give it to our school. Thought of here, my sad tears hit the pillow towel hard.
"Di ..." My heart was shocked with a sharp electric car bell. I know mom's back. I got out of bed and looked out of the window. I froze. "ah! Is this still my mother? Is this still the refreshing mother in those days? In the past, the shining eyes dimmed, the straight body bent over, and the wrinkles showed a cold smile on the kind face of the mother. I asked myself again and again, is this really my favorite mother? " I covered my face with my hand to prevent tears from coming out. I quickly hid in the quilt, but the cold mat made me shudder. "Knock ... knock ..." Listen to the heavy footsteps. I know mom went upstairs. My mother and I walked to my brother's bed, held our warm hands and said softly, "My sensible child, you must study hard, make progress every day, be a good boy of your mother, and remember that your mother will always love you!" After listening to these words, I can't control my emotions. I grabbed my mother's rough hand and sobbed and said, "Mom, we will be a good baby. We won't let you worry. Study hard and make progress every day!" " Finally, we hugged each other tightly, and tears blurred my eyes, but they didn't stop my ambition: study hard and make progress every day.
It's been a long time, but study hard and keep it in your heart every day!
I hope you can adopt.