Experience excellent composition
One afternoon in the summer vacation, I hummed a cheerful song and went to Xingguo Bookstore with my mother to buy books. I bought a favorite book that day and regretted it after I went home to read it.
I remember that my mother and I just walked into the second floor of the book club, and I couldn't wait to run to the counter and read it carefully. There is a big counter next to it, and there are many books on it. All kinds of books dazzle me. I chose it myself before I came to the children's books counter. Suddenly, a book called Searle Picture Book attracted me. I picked it up and looked at it. There are so many patterns in it! You know, we play this game online. With this book, I know all the elves in it. With this in mind, I can't put down the Thayer Picture Book any longer, so I decided to buy this book.
My mother also helped me choose two books. Come and let me choose another one. I forgot to look and repeatedly said, "Mom, you can do it. I also chose one. "
Mom said, "You can think about it. The book you bought is a game and meaningless. Besides, you can't change it after you buy it. Don't regret! "
I nodded fondly, paid the money, and my mother and I went home. I still hold the book tightly all the way, ready to go home and have a good look.
When I got home, I didn't even take care of dinner, so I hid in my hut and watched it. After a while, I rummaged through the thick picture books. This book is full of pictures and games. I began to feel boring, so I showed it to my father. My father turned to the book and said, "reading extracurricular books is helpful to study and increase your knowledge." Can this book help you? " Besides, this book is pirated. Don't buy this kind of book in the future. "
"ah!" I really regret it! I regret not listening to my mother and bought this book that has nothing to do with my study.
By buying books, I learned a truth, that is, I should think twice before doing anything. There is no regret medicine in the world. You have to read more books and choose more to buy meaningful reading materials.
Experience excellent composition 2 Memories are like a whirlpool, projected in the brain like a movie. Perhaps growing up has brought me happiness and pain ... The memories of growing up are mixed, but they are my most unforgettable memories. Who can do without the painful experience of cursing the teacher while doing homework? Because of you, I was so lucky in primary school.
I remember that I have been living on campus since the first grade, and I can't go home until Saturday and Sunday, and I have to live on campus from Monday to Friday. At that time, the teacher assigned a lot of homework. You finish your homework every time you go to study for yourself, and I have to work hard after I return to the dormitory. I have been complaining. Thanks to you, you always help me clean up and stay with me until I finish my homework. Occasionally, I will have a childish quarrel and ask the other party to return the food. It was funny to think about it at that time. Our memory is like a fish, only seven seconds. After a while, we played together again ...
In junior high school, many students of the same age were lovers, but I was still in a daze, looking like a good student who only read sage books. I remember once after doing morning exercises, many people crowded in the corridor, trying to get into the classroom quickly. Suddenly, something kept poking at my hand. I suddenly looked up and he said, "It's for you. Take it." I have never encountered such a situation. Now I have no courage to answer it. I shook my head and went straight into the classroom.
When I was in high school, it was probably the best stage in my life memory. At that time, we all had a common goal and would work hard. We will run to the dormitory after class, only to take a bath for the first one back to the dormitory, saving time; After self-study, we will make an appointment to go to the dining hall to eat supper and replenish energy; On Saturday and Sunday, we will have a long talk all night about our life ideals. ...
The people and things I met when I was growing up were unrepeatable. I cherish all my experiences growing up. They make my life less monotonous and are seasonings to enrich my life.
A horse is an animal, and it is a good friend of human beings. In the era without cars, horses are the only tools that can replace walking. I often want to know how to ride a horse. This summer, my father took me to Horqin Prairie. Sitting in the car for a long time, my legs are numb, but the thought of seeing the vast grassland makes me happy. I just want to see the endless grassland as soon as possible. When I got to the grassland, I saw endless green grass stretching into the sky. There are dozens of horses on the grassland, including big horses and ponies, and white horses. There is black; There are brown ones, and the horses are wearing flower saddles and reins. I really want to ride it and gallop on the grassland. As if reading my mind, my father said to me, are you going to ride a horse? I nodded in agreement. I chose a small bordeaux horse among dozens of horses. The horse's fur is shiny. At first, I was a little scared when I got on the horse. I was led by herders. Gradually, I am not afraid anymore. I asked the herdsmen to hold the reins for me, and the horse soon became my good friend. Just then, I saw my father running a race. Herdsmen came over and asked me if I wanted to race horses. I said yes. The herdsmen sat behind me and took me to the horse race. Just after running a lap, I told the herdsmen that I would not run. The herdsmen asked me why. I whispered that my ass hurts. The herdsman smiled and said to me: You can lift your ass a little while running a horse. I said I know, thank you. "Herdsmen took me to run a circle again, and I did as he said, and sure enough my ass didn't hurt. After running for a while, you can race by yourself. I am very happy because I learned to ride a horse, and I also learned to ride a horse. I met a special friend when I went to the prairie this time. This friend is the brown horse that I rode on the grassland.
Today, I came to the old street with my parents, enjoying the sparkling Changsha River and tasting delicious food. After getting off the bus stop, I walked forward happily, and wanted to go directly to the old street to buy a big MAC ice cream and rushed to the booth. I feel my pockets are empty. I want to find my parents later, huh? Why is it missing? Look left and right, but no one is there. What a pity!
I felt very scared and lonely when I didn't see my parents for a while, but I remembered what my father said: "Fear will only increase my fear." So my heart cheered up again, and I made up my mind to find my parents.
Walking, the signboard in front of me caught my eye, that is "Surprise Museum". Tickets were free that day, and I almost fell when I first entered! Because there is a lifelike carved python in front of my eyes, almost exactly the same as the "deity". Is this big? The snake pretended to bite, which really stunned me! Secondly, I also saw the "big squid", which weighs about 30 kilograms, 30 times as much as ordinary squid, and can be said to be the "king of squid"! . Finally, I saw the giant rabbit, the white snake queen, the flying squirrel with two heads and so on. These dazzling surprises amaze me again and again!
Later, I saw many kinds of toy stores. When I was attracted by a lot of toys, I rushed to look and turned left and right. Just as I was fascinated, I suddenly heard a familiar voice calling, "Good virtue, good virtue." It turns out that my parents are anxiously looking for me everywhere. I quickly put down my toys and threw myself into my parents' arms. Suddenly my eyes are wet! My father and mother were very happy to see me and shed a few precious tears. The brief separation and reunion also brought a perfect end to this trip to the old street at this moment.
After this experience of getting lost, I know I can't get lost because of greed. I also know that "people can't be afraid. Only by facing everything bravely can we solve the problem." This experience is as exciting as my own big adventure. I hope that next time I come to the old street, I can take my family on another wonderful adventure.
Experience excellent composition 5 Recently, students read the extracurricular book "Mathematical War" with relish after class. I envy it. So on the way home from school, I thought happily: Let mom buy me one, too!
As soon as I got home, I quickly asked my mother for books. Mother said, "You have too many books, so don't buy any more." As soon as I heard this, my mood was very low, and suddenly it turned from sunny to cloudy. When my mother saw that I was unhappy, she comforted me and said, "It's just that your brother is watching a math war. Go and borrow it! " A hundred people in my heart don't want to borrow books from my brother's house. What a pity! I'd better not go to my brother's house! But on second thought, I can't read it if I don't borrow books. Reading is more important than saving face. I'd better borrow books from my brother's house!
I walked to my brother's house and I saw him go out. I hurried to ask my brother, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to return the book." I didn't notice that my brother had a math war in his hand.
My brother asked, "What are you doing here?" "I've come to borrow Mathematical Wars from you."
"Then I will lend you this book! Cherish it! "
"ok". I'm happy to say.
When I got home, I took the borrowed book and read it intently. I saw that the combination of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division was skillfully used in the book, which defeated various values that were transformed into Warcraft. It has brought me countless happiness and rich knowledge, let us swim freely in the ocean of mathematics, let me have a strong interest in mathematics, and I like mathematics more and more.
When it comes to reading, I can say a lot, but you know, I didn't like reading before. Hey hey, I didn't expect to tell you a story today.
Since I was two or three years old, the study at home has been full of books, but there is a thick layer of dust on it. Why? I do not like reading. Every time I pick up a book and turn to the first page, my temperature rises. When I turned to the second page, my eyes were hazy and my whole body was hot. Turn to the third page and fall asleep directly on the table. Therefore, I have always hated reading. It's so comfortable to go outside and sit at a desk and endure this kind of hard work.
One day, I went to the next room to play with my partner. I saw him sitting there with a book like a fool. I said nothing when I called his name. It was not until I came to him that he said, "Do you want to play with me? I'm going to read a book today, so I won't play. Reading can make me smarter, and I will be better than you. " I was so jealous, you know, I was very strong when I was a child. Why can he become smarter than me? I can't. I must pass him. So I ran home, picked up a book and read it. Just after reading the first page, my brain became hot. No, I must pass him. So I watched it desperately. Gee, you said this thing is strange, and it looks good after reading a few pages. So I joined the ranks of fans.
When I was in primary school, my teacher asked me to write the composition "If I had a pair of eyes". I woke up from my mind all the words I accumulated at ordinary times. I used many humorous words to make the article interesting. So I got "6 ☆", and the benefits of reading are self-evident.
Ok, I'm going to read a book. We'll talk about it next time. Bye.
Experience Excellent Composition 7 Presumably, many people had some inspirations and fantasies when they were young, or they always wanted to try after seeing others do some experiments, but they failed every time. But it is precisely because of this unsuccessful time that we want to try more and more. I have tried something myself, and the success of this thing makes me fresh in my memory and very excited. I have experienced this thing, which is to burn the paper cup and then boil the water inside. I first saw a video that said so. I didn't believe it at first, but after seeing the success in the video, I couldn't hold back my curiosity and wanted to give it a try.
First, I lit a candle with a match and fixed it in the pool. Then I held the upper part of the paper cup with half a glass of water with my five fingers and carefully put it on the fire to bake. Suddenly a heat wave hit my hand and scared me to throw away the paper cup with a loud cry. I am unwilling to see the experiment fail. I put on my gloves and continued my experiment. It really didn't burn this time. The flame was burning under the paper cup, as if to say, "Can I still burn you?" The bottom of the paper cup has been burned beyond recognition, and the bottom edge is on fire, emitting a blue flame. But he persevered tenaciously, fighting against the flames. Under the protection of the cup, not a drop of water leaked, but the candle gradually became shorter. Finally, he left the last tear and burned it out. But the water in the cup is safe and still steaming. I couldn't help shouting: "The experiment was successful, the paper cup really didn't break, and the water was really hot."
After this, I know how to think and what is the desire to explore. I know how to think because I understand that nothing can be judged by subjective consciousness. We must experiment and try by ourselves. With this idea, we have a real action, that is, the desire to explore. When we grope slowly step by step, we can solve the final answer. After we know the final answer, the joy is hard to express in words.
Experience excellent composition 8 This is one thing I have experienced-
One day in the third grade, the weather forecast said that the weather had changed a lot recently and it would rain heavily at any time. The next day, I got up early and opened the curtains. What a nice day! How can it rain? Then I began to mutter: Hum, the weather forecast is really inaccurate.
Ah. After breakfast, my mother began to nag again: IELTS, it may rain today.
Remember to bring an umbrella before going to school! The weather is fine today, it won't rain! I retort. Mom said, but the weather forecast said today. This is, I looked at my watch. It's already eight o'clock. I put on my shoes at once and said, stop saying buts, or I'll be late! I ran to school quickly. The weather was fine just now, but suddenly the dark clouds crossed and it rained cats and dogs in the fourth class. School is about to start, and I am in a hurry. If I had known, I should have brought an umbrella! But my parents can't pick me up now, they are very busy! What now? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. Suddenly, a thin and familiar body appeared in my field of vision, which made me wonder: Who is this? This body soon came to me. Ah, I finally see her clearly! It's mom! It's her! I was so excited that I cried. Mother came face to face, and the accumulated water had wet her trouser legs. She said, why are you crying? Have you been bullied? No. I replied, drying my tears. Along the way, my mother often tilted her umbrella to my side, making her wet, just like not holding an umbrella, but she was still beautiful, and I finally understood that maternal love is the greatest embodiment in the world. My mother was ill for a few days because of the rain and fever, but she didn't blame me at all, but I still felt guilty, as if I owed something.
It's been more than two years, and it's still in my head. When I recalled it again, I couldn't help crying. Because it makes me feel the greatness of my mother. Represents my mother's selflessness. She reminds me to study hard. Mom, now I want to say to you: Mom, I love you!
One day, my mother and I came to the zoo to play.
When we arrived at the zoo, the cleaners were cleaning everywhere. Some of them sweep rubbish on the road, while others squat on the lawn to pick up scraps of paper. I have great respect for them. They are beauticians in the city, bringing beauty to tourists. Clean. Comfortable environment. Thinking about it, I raised my camera and took a picture of a young cleaner, but the woman cleaner was so absorbed in her work that she didn't notice.
I went to Monkey Mountain with my mother again. I looked around at the tourists. Tourists throw crumbs and melon seeds into the mountains like a competition. A cleaner in a straw hat has been sweeping the garbage in Monkey Mountain. The little monkey stared at the two young people with round eyes, as if to say, "damn it, don't throw away our paradise!" It is simply a garbage garden! " I couldn't help saying to them, "Don't throw it away, big brother. Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility! " The young man gave me a look and said, "Never mind, the cleaning union swept it." Hearing this, I couldn't help thinking: Ah! Can you clean it up? You see, the place just cleaned by the cleaner is full of rubbish again. Why are they not angry? This bad habit of not talking about hygiene can't be helped.
When I walked into the playground with an uneasy heart, I saw a touching scene: a mother and a two-year-old boy were playing on the grass. The boy finished eating a banana, and his chubby little hand was still holding the banana skin. The mother pointed to the trash can in the middle of the room and said something to the child. The little boy waddled to the trash can and threw the banana peel in.
I looked at this lovely child and thought: the behavior of two young people throwing peels is far from that of a little boy who stumbled and threw banana peels into the dustbin!
When the morning glow shines in the east, we have left Zhangjiajie and headed for the second destination. It was raining in Mao Mao when we went down the mountain, and the road was slippery and slow, so we expected to eat when we arrived.
Along the way, although the speed is a little slow, we can still maintain a certain speed until the tunnel entrance halfway up the mountain, the car in front suddenly stopped, thinking it was a small traffic jam and stopped to have a rest. After a long time, the car in front still did not move. At this time, I felt something was wrong. Later, a car opposite told us that the front was blocked by falling rocks. At that time, we tried to turn around, but the road was too narrow, and there were cars in front and behind, so we couldn't turn around.
At noon, the car still can't move, and my stomach is "Gollum! Gollum! " Whew, I had to take out drinks and biscuits for lunch. But eating two packs for five people really can't satisfy the hunger, but there is no way. You can't buy food in this place. I was really hungry until four o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, my brother suddenly thought of a box of bowls of instant noodles in the trunk. But what if there is no boiled water? At this time, my brother got off the bus and found a man with a pot in his car. He explained his purpose to them and invited them to eat instant noodles together. It's difficult to make a fire by taking out the pot and filling it with water. It took a lot of effort to boil water. I can't wait to look familiar and devour it.
In this hungry and cold environment, a bowl of instant noodles is as mouth-watering as delicacies, and a bowl of instant noodles is as exciting as rain. That kind of delicious food is beyond others' experience. Up to now, this instant noodle is still the most delicious meal I have ever eaten.
When did I feel the most terrible when I experienced an excellent composition 1 1? I think, maybe the teacher's encouragement is the most shocking thing for me!
I still deeply remember that I had a very unlucky month. I did badly in the exam. I don't put the shot well in the school sports meeting, which sometimes makes my friends unhappy. At that time, I deeply doubted whether God was testing me, which made me go further in this setback and let me soar to higher and farther places. Suddenly one day, my head teacher came to me and said something that moved me and encouraged me. Don't live up to the teacher's expectations. Although the goal is still far away, I believe that the day when I reach it will be the happiest day in my life!
Because I am a school team, I often do a lot of nonstandard movements, but the coach has been teaching us and the coach is not tired. How can we just give up? We kept practicing again and again, and finally made the movements very standard. At that time, the coach also told us that we should not be in a hurry to do anything, and haste makes waste. We will never say that we are not good after the action is done. After that, we finally got a place in the competition. We all thanked the coach for his inculcation. At least we didn't let the coach down.
Everyone has setbacks and low tides, and at that time, you must not think about how bad you are, but why you can't do it well. What needs to be changed? Teachers and friends are indispensable things in your life. They will give you a lot of encouragement and make you progress. Remember that failure is the mother of success. Without failure, how can there be success? Make yourself more progressive!
One day at 12 primary school, I was taking a local class. My stomach suddenly felt very uncomfortable at that time. I thought it would be fine to go to the bathroom, but it didn't. After class, I vomited in the stairwell! It was not until after school that I went to the training class. The teacher found me very uncomfortable and kept vomiting and diarrhea, so he asked grandpa to take me home.
Grandpa went to the clinic first and found out that I had "acute gastroenteritis"! After taking the medicine, I went home, went home, because I really wanted to rest, so I finished eating quickly, drank all the medicine, and went back to my room to rest immediately after washing and grooming.
I don't know how long I slept, but I felt that my mouth was full of saliva, my lips were dry, my head was dizzy, my body was hot, and I was very uncomfortable, so I woke up. I only knew that I wanted to quench my thirst, so I got up hard, dragged my sick body, slowly walked downstairs with the railing, and said to my mother who just got off work, "Mom, I want to eat apples!" " "He only allowed me to eat a small piece for fear that I would vomit again. I watched the red peel of the apple being carefully peeled off by my mother, and I also listened to the "hiss" sound of the knife peeling the apple. The faint fruit fragrance overflowed with my mother's cutting action, which made me forget my illness and just wanted to feel the wonderful taste. So mom is fine, I can't wait to take a bite! I just feel that I eat differently in peacetime, not only because it is sweeter or more moist, but also because it is warmer, so I am happier! I am still sleepy, awakened by its warmth. Up to now, I still can't forget the taste of this apple.
Perhaps, apple is just an ordinary food, but when I am weak, it gives me a little warmth, and my mother has infinite warmth and happiness in her hands. This kind of taste is unforgettable and deeply engraved in my heart.
13 On the first afternoon of summer vacation, I went to Bauhinia convenience store and started my takeaway summer camp.
Bauhinia convenience store is a small supermarket run by Aunt Cui Yue, a former employee of my father. Although it is small, there are all kinds of daily necessities in it. I haven't seen Aunt Cui for a long time. We gave each other a big hug. Before we finished hugging Rinrin, the take-away phone rang. Aunt Cui and I put the goods in the basket and rushed to the destination. Aunt Cui's electric car is too exciting, just like eating sorbet. We delivered goods to the PLA uncles in the military camp, and I sneaked into the military camp while Aunt Cui was talking to the uncles. Wow! Everything is so neat, and the uncle guard stands as straight as a tree. Although their bedroom is very simple and small, the clean fragrance rushes into my nose and floats in my heart. The quilt is as neat as a Rubik's cube, the clothes are clean and shiny, the cups and shoes are too neat, and I am in a daze. Aunt Cui called me three times before coming out, and the next takeaway began.
This time, it's a takeaway for people who bake cakes in Zhoucun. As soon as you enter the door, there is a strong smell of baked wheat cakes, as if immersed in a sea of incense. I really want to eat all the biscuits in the room at one bite, and then I remember that it's time for us to eat.
In the evening, we are busier. It's like going for a ride. We are as busy as a bee, but I am very happy and like this job very much. Send 50 cents to Aunt Cui, and I will send 1 cent myself. Aunt Cui and her mother are out. 1 yuan bought a pack of cigarettes, but unfortunately it was an internship for half a day, otherwise I could earn 1 yuan. Dad came to take me home. I'm not finished yet! At 8 o'clock, I reluctantly left my takeaway summer camp.
The first day made me understand that it is not easy to make money.
The first day made me understand the hard work of Aunt Cui.
The first day made me both bitter and happy about making money.
I believe that in the future, I will do better and better.
In the future, I will earn more money and do something meaningful.
My grandfather is from the northeast. Every New Year's Eve, every household there has the custom of wrapping jiaozi. On New Year's Eve, we came to grandpa's house to celebrate the Spring Festival, had a big dinner and watched the Spring Festival Gala together. Near zero, everyone went to the kitchen, I know, this is everyone ready to pack jiaozi. I thought, washed my hands and prepared to go to jiaozi together. First, grandpa took out the dough kneaded in advance, and mother said a step called' wake up'. Then, grandpa divided the dough into two parts, then kneaded one part into coarse flour, then divided it into small pieces, and finally pressed the small pieces into round dough, thus completing the production of dumpling wrappers. As it's my first time to bag jiaozi, I learn from my grandmother, who is the master of packing jiaozi in our family. I saw grandma skillfully holding dough in her left hand and chopsticks in her right hand. She took a proper amount of meat stuffing from the bowl with chopsticks, put it into the dough, and pressed it from the side with her hand, and a perfect jiaozi was completed.
So, I began to try to bag jiaozi for the first time. I learn from my grandmother, holding dough in my left hand and chopsticks in my right. I put the meat stuffing into the dough with chopsticks. I didn't expect my hands to be wet in the middle. On closer inspection, there was too much meat in it, and the dough burst. I immediately took a piece of dough and made it up, turning my jiaozi into an ugly work. This time, I have to pay attention. I carefully put a little meat in the dough, and carefully pressed it with the dough to wrap the meat in the dough. It worked!
After this incident, I realized that no matter what I do, it is not enough to just look good, but also to practice it seriously.
Experience excellent composition 15 I remember that in a composition class in primary school, the teacher assigned an essay entitled "Happy June 1st". "Hey, it's so easy!" I was secretly pleased, and almost didn't think about it, so I picked up a pen and wrote. This composition will be finalized in half an hour. Hey, the whole class is the fastest. The beauty in my heart.
A few days later, the composition book was distributed. I didn't expect teacher Lu to let me go to the office. My expression was serious when I spoke, and I lost my smiling expression when I read the article. "You see what you wrote, seriously thought about it? The topic is' Happy June 1st', but I don't feel happy after reading what you wrote. Take a good look at yourself. " As soon as I entered the office, Teacher Lu threw my composition book on the table and looked at the dissatisfied eyes, which really made me feel distressed. I took the composition and read it carefully. My face turned red. I wrote about a trip to the park on June 1 Sunday, but the article was full of scenery and became a travel book. There is only one or two strokes in the atmosphere and mood on June 1.
"rewrite. Give it to me tomorrow. " Teacher Lu's words were calm, but there was a majesty in the calm, and I cried.
After finishing my homework in the evening, I calmed down and thought for a long time, ready to write about the school play last June. I remember that performance, and the audience applauded and laughed constantly. However, when I really started writing, I felt dissatisfied. After I finished writing, I felt like a puppet show.
I'll tear up the draft and think about it.
Later, I chose June 1st to play chess with a classmate after school. I usually like playing chess, and we were very happy that time. It turned out that we were all praised that day, and we were very happy to chat while playing chess. I transferred this matter to my composition. It's already midnight 12 o'clock.
The next day, I handed my composition to the teacher. At first, her expression was serious, but soon, a smile broke out on her face, and it was very sweet. "good! This article is well written. Remember next time, write every article carefully and carefully. "
The teacher's words made me happy and moved. Several years have passed, and I always remember this unforgettable experience. Whether writing or being a person, I always remember the teacher's words, serious and careful!