In the sun, in the open space in front of the classroom, we are playing the game of "the eagle catches the chicken", and laughter echoes around us.
Suddenly, bang, somehow, the protruding head hit me in the face. I just feel my nose is hot. Touch it with your hand. Blood! I was shocked and burst into tears with a "wow". The students also immediately gathered around. I don't know who reported the teacher, but Mr. Wu came.
She hugged my shoulder and said softly, "Don't be afraid, don't cry. Let me see. Oh, it's bleeding from the right nostril. Raise your left hand above your head and hold your nose with your right hand. It will be fine in a minute. " As he spoke, he raised my hand over his head and helped me to the swimming pool. By the pool, the teacher patted my forehead with her hand, washed the blood on my face, and then said softly, "Let go of your hand, and I'll see if it still bleeds." Hey! It's really not bleeding. The teacher was not afraid of being dirty or cold, and personally washed away the blood stains on my face. I gave the teacher a secretly grateful look. She was looking at my face tenderly, wiping my tears and residual blood stains with a paper towel, and said, "Let me see, oh, wipe here, wipe here, okay, clean!" "
I was taken to the office and drank a cup of hot tea poured by the teacher. I stopped crying and was not afraid. On the contrary, I feel a feeling of happiness rising from my heart. Suddenly I remembered a song that said, "There is a kind of smile, which is the most beautiful in the years, just like the red plum proudly blooming in the snow." Teacher, your concern will be my best memory in these years, and it will also be my best memory forever.
Chapter Two: Precious Memories
Open the door deep in my memory, where I have the most unforgettable and moving things.
I remember last winter, influenza A spread everywhere. Although we are very remote here, the flu has spread to our countryside. It is conceivable that the flu is coming and how serious it is. Students in our school developed flu symptoms one after another and were seriously admitted to hospital. The hospital is overcrowded. I am no exception. I have a cold. Can't go to school, stay in bed, have a high fever. I feel very uncomfortable. It was really hard when mom and dad were not around. Fortunately, my aunt accompanied me, otherwise I really don't know how to spend those days.
Aunt really loves me. Because my parents have gone out to work, there are only me, my grandparents and a few siblings at home. My grandparents saw that I had the flu and were afraid that I would infect them, so they left me alone and let my aunt take care of me, saying that I was busy at home and didn't come to the hospital to see me. Aunt, I'm left alone. I left my job, my children at home and rushed to the hospital to take care of me.
Since the day she took care of me, my aunt has to go back and forth several times a day, not only to take care of me, but also to be busy with family affairs. Tired, I lost a few pounds. Thanks to my aunt's care, I began to get better. But menstruation fell ill because of running back and forth, lack of sleep and cold wind. I couldn't help crying when I saw my aunt coughing. At that time, I really felt that menstruation seemed to be my closest relative, no! She is my next of kin.
I love you.-Auntie.
You make me feel that there are still many people in this world who care about me and love me. I'm not alone. Aunt, I don't know how to repay you, just say: I love you!
Chapter Three: Precious Memory Composition
Time flies and I graduated in a blink of an eye. My alma mater, my teachers and my classmates have too many memories. ...
On the eve of the exam, the school is full of tension, and everyone is working hard for their own achievements and ideals. Although the time for our graduation class is very tight, when we review nervously, some students often laugh at us to relieve our pressure. how ...
Here, I am very sorry for being strict with my classmates on weekdays. I think when I am sad and lonely, there will always be classmates patting me on the shoulder behind me to comfort me, but I don't think there is loneliness in this world. Students, you have no idea how shocked I am by your behavior!
When I was in primary school, my teacher's feelings also lingered in my heart. Every teacher is the spring rain in my heart. When I lose confidence, the next timely rain will moisten me. The teacher's innocent teaching will always be engraved in my heart.
Memories, happy times with everyone, have become eternal memories. How can I say goodbye? On weekdays, it may not be difficult to say goodbye, but now I know that these two words are more important than 1000 yuan. I hate to say it, but I have to say it. In this last time, I can only give you my most sincere wishes. You should remember that when you encounter troubles or difficulties, there is still a friend who supports you and encourages you!
Chapter Four: Precious Memories
The river of memory is slowly flowing, how many things have been gradually buried and how many things are still in my heart.
Many years ago, on that quiet night, he accompanied me on the path. I still remember his kind smile. I asked him, "What is home? Just me and my relatives? " "No, it isn't," he answered. "And my selfless love and care for you!" "How do you write that?"
So, he took my hand and wrote a family name on the ground, which is the one I remember most clearly. However, a year later, I lost him forever. Who is he? Yes, it's my grandfather. At that time, I was ignorant. I thought my grandfather was just going out for a while and would be back soon. I often cry for my grandfather. At that time, my grandmother's heart would cry silently like a knife.
Now, as a middle school student, I gradually understand that Grandpa can't come back. My conversation with grandpa often echoes in my ears. Since then, the word "home" has lost one person. For many years, I have never heard my grandfather's name from my grandmother, but I know that everyone remembers him. Yes, everyone has a precious memory in their heart, and some of them may have gone forever with the passage of time. I hate God, thank God. Hate is the reason why I remember so many sad things, and I thank him for keeping so many precious memories for me, which I will never forget!
People, take good care of your precious memories. At least there are many things worth cherishing now, including your precious memories. ...
Chapter Five: Precious Memories
In my long memory, what I can't forget most, and what I can't forget most, is my six-year primary school life.
In a blink of an eye, I will enter the second day of junior high school, and I recall that my primary school life is really colorful.
I remember once I was selected for the school team in a table tennis competition in the city. During practice, every time I hit a ball, the teacher will comment on it. What is good, what is bad and what is wrong? I stayed in this environment for a month, which improved my skills quickly. I suddenly found that teachers who are strict with their students at ordinary times have become amiable at this moment. After all, the efforts of the teachers and the hard work of the players were not in vain. Our school won the second place in the city and the second place in singles.
On another occasion, a classmate had a broken leg and his family was poor. The monitor decided that the whole class would raise funds to treat him. Every student donated his lucky money and pocket money. The students who are usually the least angry have donated pocket money. On the day this classmate returned to school after his illness, the smiles on our faces all represented welcoming him back to our big family.
Little by little in primary school, classmates' every move and teachers' criticism and praise have all become my best memories.
Precious memories accompany my life; Precious memories are my wonderful companions; Treasured memories, I will go with you, regardless of the ends of the earth!
No matter what I will become in the future, if I have to give up something, I will never leave my cherished memories.
Chapter Six: Precious Memories
There is truth everywhere in the world and it warms people's hearts everywhere. Everyone has too many memories, but whether it is sadness or happiness, there will always be one of the most precious.
My most precious memory is my childhood. Childhood is like a faint strong tea, which makes people aftertaste; Childhood is like a winding path, which makes people grow; Childhood is like a rainbow in a storm, colorful and dazzling. Now that I'm grown up, I recall the trivia of my childhood. Although things are small, they always warm my heart every time I recall them. Those unforgettable memories and unforgettable childhood grew up with me.
When we were in kindergarten, we played freely and came home. We grew up under the care of our parents. How happy we were then! I am growing up slowly, and gradually I, like other brothers and sisters, carry a heavy schoolbag and step into the first-grade class. At that time, we always studied and played happily. Little by little, we have grown up! With the constant change of time, interesting stories of childhood are intertwined into memories, and those memories are always precious. These precious memories are like clocks, which can only go forward forever, but can't go back. Childhood can only be recalled and recalled.
Chapter 7: Precious Memories
I think everyone has good memories when he was a child. My memory is the life of the kindergarten class. At that time, we had two teachers. One is Mr. Shao. He is beautiful, very tall, about 1.7 meters, and very thin. His legs are more than twice as long as those when we were children.
She is kind to us like a sheep, but she will be angry. She is a tiger, and another teacher, Ying, is also beautiful, but not as tall as her teacher, only about 1.6 meters, and not very thin. Like her teacher, Ying is getting better and more fierce, but still much better and less fierce.
Miss Shao and Miss Ying often eat snacks in class. Once, the teacher had a problem, that is, when you fell into a hole, how did you let others save you? The prize is a French fries. Many students in our class were "salivating", so they racked their brains and finally came up with an idea. It was also my idea, that is, I took a French fries with a rope. This French fries is really delicious, probably because I can't eat them in kindergarten.
But I was criticized once. At that time, a classmate swallowed a button in his stomach. I laughed so loudly that I was punished for standing at the door of the classroom at noon. At the door, I kept thinking, why did he swallow a button? His voice is so loud!
These are my fond memories. They are all talking about my kindergarten teacher. I really miss them now!
Chapter 8: Precious Memories
Memories are beautiful. Seeing that photo reminds me of that beautiful day.
That day, my father took my brother and me to the zoo. I saw ostriches, camels, tigers, lions, elephants, monkeys and so on.
Among them, the most beautiful are those lovely birds. When we entered the aviary, we saw many beautiful birds.
I saw budgerigar for the first time. It has colorful feathers. Budgerigar has many black patterns on its back, just like tiger skin. I think this is why people call it budgerigar. It also has a hooked mouth, which is very eye-catching and lovely.
Later, I saw the peacock again. My father hugged a white peacock. Its hair is white and very beautiful. Dad asked me to hold it with my brother, and then dad took pictures of us. Then, dad took another photo of the green peacock, but it didn't open.
The long-tailed pheasant is also very beautiful. Its tail is very long and has a lot of beautiful hair. The yellow pheasant is the most beautiful. Its hair is black and white on the head, its neck is warm and fluffy yellow, and its body is composed of four colors: red, yellow, black and white. There are black, white and yellow on the long tail. From a distance, the long-tailed pheasant covered with colorful satin jumped from here to there and from there to here. It's really beautiful and lovely.
That day, I had a very happy time because I saw many beautiful and lovely birds. Because this day has left a good memory for my childhood.