She wrote 1 in my memory. When I saw this topic, her face immediately came to my mind, because she left a deep impression in my memory.
She is an amiable old woman. She is sallow and emaciated, and her weather-beaten face is deeply affected by the hardships of life. Although she only met me once, she left a very deep impression on me.
On a sunny day, my mother asked me to throw out the garbage, and I agreed involuntarily. I took the trash can, walked out of the house and walked to the garbage recycling bin in the distance. I don't know if the garbage is too heavy or I'm too lazy to walk any more. When I was only two or three steps away from the trash can, I picked up the garbage casually, and more than half of the garbage fell outside the trash can. I suddenly felt bad and turned to leave. Suddenly came an old woman; I quickly hid for fear that she would find me scolded. She saw the pile of garbage, but instead of walking away with a bored face, she leaned down, took the garbage in her hands and threw it into the trash can regardless of the dirt. My heart is sour, as if I felt that I had committed a big crime. How can the innocent teaching of parents and teachers fly outside the cloud nine? Protecting and caring for the environment is the obligation of each of us, and it is also a compulsory course for each of us. What should I do?
I got up the courage and stood up to apologize to my grandmother: "I'm sorry, grandma, I threw these rubbish, let me clean it!" " ""oh? "She was shocked by my sudden apology, but soon calmed down." Good boy, it is good to correct mistakes. I'll clean it today, but remember not to litter next time! "A gratified smile appeared on her face. ......
Her back is fading away, and my tears are spinning in my eyes. She left a deep impression on me.
She wrote two friends in my memory, which is an indispensable part of my life. Once I really like this friend, I will take her as my whole and pay for her, but now, I dare not make friends easily.
Seeing others frolicking and playing with their friends makes me suffocate: I remember two years ago, after making friends with her, I almost regarded her as my baby. I will lose my temper when I see her playing with others, but my love for her has never changed. We played together, ate snacks together and chatted gossip together. Knowing that she liked an anime cartoon, I bought several gadgets with that picture for her. ......
Unexpectedly, however, it changed beyond recognition in less than a week: when I went to see her three days ago, she was lukewarm to me. On the fourth day, she asked someone to hand me a piece of paper with two big words written on it: dear John! I asked her why, but she just ignored me. I don't know why, but I cried when I got home. Later, I met her as if she were a passer-by. No laughter, no greetings, only a bleak moment.
Later, I heard that it was because of a boy, so I couldn't ask any more questions.
The original fragile friendship can't stand the wind and rain. Looking at the two people playing in front of me, I still shed tears.
She wrote composition 3 deep in my memory. Many people went to bed early the night before the final exam of grade five. I took out needle and thread and ribbon, and made a small bow hairpin for her-maybe this is the last one I made for her. Past scenes appear in my mind like movies.
The teacher asked us to form a team freely, and I joined Phyl's dance club. Phyl is always picking on me. One day, when I was in a club activity, my reaction was a little slow. Phyl shouted at me, "Yang Xianyu, you are acting weird again! Later, pull your legs, waist and shoulders! " Phyl executed me again. "ah! It hurts! " I am most afraid of bending my back. If my body bends back, my bones will crack. "Hum!" Phyl ignored my scream. "Is she okay? Will it flash? " Mu Siyu turned to me again and said, "Are you all right?" Then, she carefully helped me to stand up. Suddenly, I feel very warm, just like drinking a cup of hot tea. In the club, Yus is the one who cares about me the most.
One afternoon, I was hit by someone and had a nosebleed. Alice saw it and immediately accompanied me to the bathroom. She took out her few pieces of paper and gave it to me, and wiped my blood.
Thinking of this, I am full of energy, like a fighter with sufficient fuel, and continue to do it. I must give her the hairpin myself before she goes to grade four and grade one.
After the Chinese exam, I quickly rushed to the examination room on the seventh floor. It's freezing and it's raining outside the window. My body is hot and cold, and my feet are as heavy as lead-maybe this is the last time we meet.
"hen! Look! Here you are! I made you a bow hairpin! " I called my nickname with silk and put the hairpin in her hand. "Thank you!" She was still so shy, but she kissed my face. When I returned to the examination room on the sixth floor, I kept stroking my face, hoping to smell her on my hands.
After school at noon, we lined up at the playground. As soon as I got downstairs, I went to Yus, but I couldn't find her. I stood on the playground, and the rain hit my face, mixed with the salty taste of tears. I know I won't see her this time, and I may never see her again.
I hope to see her when I receive the notice. But Yus didn't come, only her mother came.
It's chilly and it's raining outside the window.
The person who left a deep impression on me was not a great man, nor a rich man, nor a dazzling star, but an old man who was doing nothing to sell red dates in the street.
In spring and March, although the sun is shining, there is still a chill in the air. An old man with a hunched body, wearing a knitted hat and cotton-padded clothes, was carrying a basket of red dates in the vast sea of people.
"Jingle bells ..." The wonderful school bell rang. Walking out of the school gate, I saw an endless stream of parents at the door. Suddenly, my eyes stopped on a group of people, and curiosity drove me past. Looking closer, it turned out that the old man I saw this morning was selling red dates. I think she is about seventy years old, her eyes are wrinkled, her hair is messy, and her face is covered with traces of time. The smell of red dates pervaded me, and I couldn't help swallowing. Perhaps the old man saw my greedy appearance and generously grabbed a handful of dates for me to eat. Her dates are big and red, like lanterns and agates. But I was embarrassed to take it and refused. But the old man insisted on giving it, so I had to accept it. Put a jujube in your mouth. Sweet and fragrant. It is delicious. "Aunt, how old are you?" Suddenly, a voice broke the silence. I looked up and it turned out to be a fashionable aunt. The old man said, "I'm seventy." Aunt asked in surprise, "Do you have children?" The old man said, "I have a son and two daughters." Aunt frowned and said, "Why don't they take care of you?" The old man said, "They all have children and jobs. I can support myself and earn some money when I am healthy. I don't want to disturb them. " Everyone was dumbfounded and reached for a thumbs-up. Aunt handed the old man twenty dollars, took a red jujube and said, "I'll buy a bag." The old man touched his pocket and said, "Wait a minute, I don't have any change now." Aunt smiled and said, "Well, I'll take another bag." Then he took another bag. At this time, the old man grabbed a handful of dates and handed them to his aunt, saying, "This is our own dates. Please take more. " Aunt took it shyly. When everyone saw the dates, they all came to buy them and were taken away by the old man. After that, the old man stood up hard, packed up his stall and disappeared into the sea of people.
You see, this old man is not a great man, nor a rich man, nor a dazzling star, but her independence, atmosphere and kindness are deeply rooted in my heart.
In my memory, many people left a deep impression on me, including relatives, friends and classmates ... but the one that impressed me the most.
I remember when I was in the third grade, my English was not very good, and I often got more than 80 points. Many people say that you need to listen to English more to do well in the exam, but no matter how I listen, my English has not improved.
I can't do many questions in an English exam, and my nervous heart is pounding. If I do not do well in the exam, my mother will definitely scold me. As soon as the bell rings, I feel very uneasy. Looks like I'm going to die this time.
After two or three days, the test paper was handed out. I was calm when the teacher read that I got 70 points in the exam. I thought this was my true level, but the English teacher was surprised. She said, "In my impression, you should be above 90." I was very moved to hear the teacher's words. My heart is sweet because the teacher recognizes me so much, but it is also a little sour because I didn't meet the teacher's expectations.
After class, the teacher called me to the office because she thought I didn't do well in the exam because I didn't do the paper carefully. I never thought my teacher would approve of me so much. I am secretly making up my mind: I must do well in the next exam and don't let the teacher down again.
Since then, I have scored more than 90 points in English exams, and I will show a confident smile after each exam. I also understand that English not only needs listening and reading more to do well in the exam, but also has a love for English.
I want to thank this English teacher, who helped me regain my confidence in English.
She is a person in my memory. She is not only my classmate and friend, but also my mentor. She taught me what is beneficial and what is friendship between friends.
It was the afternoon of the second grade. This is a big break, and we can move freely. I played on the playground with some good friends. Suddenly, the classmate standing behind me didn't know what was going on. She pushed me to the ground, and I scratched my foot and lost a lot of blood.
At this time, my friends were frightened and afraid of being killed; The teacher criticized me and they all ran away. I have no choice but to go to the office to wipe the medicine alone. However, the pain of my leg injury made me unable to move forward, so I had to sit in the same place. At this moment, my good friend came over. She was surprised to see me sitting in the same place, but after seeing my leg injury, she immediately picked me up and walked carefully to the office. However, when going up the stairs, she carried me on her back and walked up the steps step by step. When I went to the office, the class teacher asked me to sit down and help me take medicine. I sat in the chair, thinking about what she had just done. I couldn't help but shed tears, which fell right on my wound. As soon as the teacher turned around, I quickly wiped my tears with my hands. Fortunately, the teacher didn't notice. The teacher asked, "Does it still hurt?" I shook my head gently and said, "Thank you, teacher. It doesn't hurt." "You don't have to thank me, you should thank Xiaoyan. Hey, where is Xiaoyan? " At this time, I found Xiaoyan had disappeared. The teacher looked around. After a while, the teacher said, "You should say thank you to Xiaoyan later." Well, I nodded and a smile floated on my face. Xiaoyan, you made me understand that when others are in trouble, you should not turn a blind eye, but lend a helping hand without hesitation. You also let me know that friends should help and care for each other!
She wrote composition 7 in the depths of my memory. Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Blink of an eye, 20xx quietly left. The year of 20xx is coming, and a few more little stars are shining in my memory galaxy. As a jewel, she still smiles at me.
She, when I am happy, laughs with me; When I am in distress, help me get rid of my distress, and when I am sad, accompany me through my grief ... She is a good classmate and good friend who silently helps me and gives me courage.
She is a clever and talented little girl. A pair of watery eyes, always hovering in thinking, look like Qiaozui Zhang when answering irrelevant questions, and they are eloquent and gushing. Although she is very young, she looks like a doctor with a pair of glasses on her high nose. She also has some nicknames called "Little Bookworm" and "Little Partner".
On weekends, she is always reading. There are books in the bookcase, bedside, desks and chairs, which seems to be an ocean of books. She reads widely, whether it is newspapers, books, novels, short stories, novellas or novels, she picks them up and reads them. It is better to extract or even recite the wonderful paragraphs of good words and sentences in the article. When writing a composition, ideas are like faucets, which keep pouring out. The article is rich and interesting in content, clear in thinking and humorous in language, which makes people applaud.
She not only likes reading, but also likes practicing calligraphy. After class, the students are playing on the playground, and she is the only one practicing calligraphy in the classroom; Before lunch break, she will practice some copybooks. Words seem to be her inseparable friends. The copybook she practiced is like a thick book, and every magical word in it is like a lively lobster jumping on the paper. Just like colorful bubbles shining in the sun, more like naughty children playing in the bamboo forest. Every word is full of vitality.
After listening to my introduction, you must really want to know this classmate! Let you lean on your ear slowly. She is my good friend-Guo Jiajing.
With the passage of time, the Yellow River deep in her memory, leisurely, leisurely ...
Her face is full of wrinkles, her hair is half black and half white, a pair of bright and kind eyes, a pure red lip and a low nose are her kind face.
One night, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep for a long time. Maybe it's hot weather or insomnia. I woke her up and cried to her that I couldn't sleep. She said to me gently, "I can fall asleep after pressing a blood level." Press my acupoints. However, the nasty bloodsucking mosquitoes won't let me sleep. Ding-ding, suck my blood. After seeing it, she thought about it and covered me with a quilt. Press my acupoints again and sing a lullaby to make me fall asleep. In a daze, I fell asleep. Sometimes, I get a little injustice from my parents. I would cry to her, but she kept wiping away my tears. At that time, I only felt that her thin shoulders were my eternal refuge.
She, a person who loves me and loves me, is also my safe haven, a person who taught me how to love. She always wears simple clothes and an apron, and cooks good food for me in the small kitchen, which increases my nutrition and improves my intelligence. Every time I am in trouble, she always helps me silently …
In fact, she is the one who impressed me deeply and stayed in my young mind.
She is my dear grandma.
She is the most important friend in my life. Everyone commented on us like this: "These little girls look like twins!" The two of us finished primary school together for six years, and we were inseparable every day: going to school together and going home together; Do homework together and watch movies together; Laugh and cry together. Seriously, I may never meet such a good friend again in my life. She comforted me when I was sad and crying. When I was happy, she was the one who shared my happiness with me ... but one day, I made a mistake that I still can't forgive myself. Because of my selfishness, I was angry and ignored her for several days. To save face, I have never spoken to her. That colorful autumn, she asked me to meet under the buttonwood, and I went. She said to me in tears: "I'm leaving, I can't bear to part with you, but …" She wiped her tears, looked up and said to me with a smile: "You are my best friend. Although we are far apart, we are sisters and we will have telepathy! " She smiled, but I cried. When she got on the taxi, I reflected and cried, "I'm sorry, I was wrong!" " ! "I looked blankly at the back of her departure, and tears blurred my eyes. ......
I've been thinking about her for over a year. In my mind, there will always be a girl with long hair, which will make me cry!
"I can skate without paddles, I can sail without the wind, but my friend, when you ignore me, I can't help feeling sad ..." When singing Muji's Friends, I just want to ask deeply: She is imprinted in my memory.
Friend, are you okay?
She wrote 10 in my memory. Childhood always passes by in a hurry, like the dream of a merry-go-round. Many memories, strung into a string of colorful bubbles, reflect the past, with my childhood slowly flying to the distant horizon, and she, everything about her, will always stay in my memory and become an eternal mark in my heart.
She has a thin and sweet voice, as clear as a mountain spring, and her ribbon-like hair hangs over her shoulders, revealing enviable beauty. Her eyes are as bright as a crystal ball, shining with kindness and wisdom, plus long eyelashes and beautiful hairpins. All these wonderful things add up to make her look very beautiful and lovely. She is my best friend-Xiao Qi.
Since I met Xiaoqi, I have tried to get to know her personality, quality and hobbies gradually. I feel that she is by her side, and she likes to help others. She always said that helping others makes her happy, and others are happier. Her helpful quality melts in her smile and my heart.
Our pure friendship, like fragrant Bai Baihe, will only bloom.
I remember it was a day last semester. The sun is shining and the flowers are overflowing. I walked into the classroom, said hello to Xiaoqi, and then sat in my seat. There was a ring at the bell Suddenly, a classmate in our class doesn't know if he ate it wrong. She has been holding her stomach and looking at her painful expression, knowing that she is in pain. Soon after that classmate lay prone on the table, he vomited all over the floor, and there was an unpleasant sour smell in the classroom. Seeing this situation, Xiaoqi went to the toilet to help his classmates vomit. He came back with his classmates, picked up a broom and swept those smelly things into the trash can. After cleaning, I returned to my seat safely, and everything seemed to be taken for granted. All the students in the classroom and Xiao Qi cast an approving look.
There are many stories about Xiaoqi in our class. Looking at her figure, these past events often appear in my mind, and I will never forget them. Beautiful and kind, she was treasured in my childhood. She is a seven-color rainbow in my heart and will remain in my memory forever.
Her composition 1 1 is deep in my memory. My sister is one of my closest relatives, and my memory of her is as deep as a maple leaf in autumn.
My sister has big eyes, as big as two bells, a straight nose and a standard oval face. I have always remembered this face as long as I can remember.
I remember when I was four and my sister was six, I begged her to take me out to play. My sister didn't want to go, but in the end she couldn't beat me, so she had to take me to the community park to play. My sister and I sat on the park bench, watching the golden autumn leaves and enjoying the beautiful scenery. I had an idea as soon as I turned my head.
"Sister, let's go and play by the small pond!" I took my sister's hand and said that she still couldn't beat me and took me to a small pond. When my sister wasn't looking, I ran to the rocks in the river. Just when I wanted to lift my feet and learn to "skim the water", the accident happened.
Because the stone was too slippery, I was a little untenable and fell into the water. I suddenly feel like an ant on hot bricks-I'm anxious. At this moment, the familiar face appeared in front of my eyes, but it seemed a little flustered and panicked, and my psychology was more uncertain. I thought to myself, "Will I die?" Will I never see my sister again? "Just when I was still in my own imaginary world, a bamboo pole stretched out to me, and I quickly caught it. I can understand that the person holding the bamboo pole must have worked hard, and I was finally pulled to the shore. I choked a few mouthfuls of water and looked intently. Ah, my sister saved me!
Sister, your weight in my heart is immeasurable, and you have always remained in my memory!
She wrote 12 in my deep memory: new semester, new goal, new teacher, new deskmate. I have been looking forward to being assigned to a better deskmate, but fate always plays tricks on me, which makes me extremely disappointed.
This morning, I took a brisk step and strode to school. Accompanied by a "report!" I went to school, my eyes were searching, and I didn't see my student number until the fourth row in the first row. After a long time, my deskmate came. "My God!" I can't help crying, can it be someone else? I lamented that she had a pair of small eyes and a glib tongue. She has a pair of slender eyebrows, which all the boys in our class are afraid of. Why are we all afraid of her? Because she is the person who likes to snitch, hit people and copy my homework easily in our class! However, after that, I think she is the kindest person in the world!
One afternoon, I went to school and prepared for class. But I looked everywhere, but I couldn't find my pencil case. It's over now. The homework assigned by the teacher has not been written yet. My parents will scold me to death when I go home. And my toxic deskmate will definitely report to the teacher that I didn't do my homework at this time. At this time, my deskmate patted me. Before I could speak, she began to say, "Hu Yi, what's the matter with you? Have you no pen? " I nodded. "Give you one!" I really thanked her at that time. Not only that, she also helped me get my pen back.
She! Deep in memory!
She wrote 13 in my memory. She is my sister. Fat, she has a childlike heart. She is also a two-faced person! Sometimes help me, sometimes.
Go and complain to mom. Sometimes I hate her and sometimes I thank her. But she is always good to me!
I remember that Sunday, I got up as usual, but I felt a little sick. Stay under the covers and don't want to get up! I don't know how long it took. The elder sister began to call me: "Xiao Gang, what time is it? Don't get up yet! " I ignored her, too. I continued to lie in the quilt and heard my sister's footsteps coming upstairs and coming towards me. Sister said, "What's the matter? Still not getting up? " I said, "A little uncomfortable." She touched my head and said, I have a cold! I see the electric fan is still blowing! The elder sister said, "Did you forget to turn off the electric fan last night? ! "I think so, I said. She hurried downstairs to get me cold medicine and water. After taking the medicine, I followed her downstairs and stayed for more than half an hour. I still feel sick. Run to the bed and lie down. I don't know how long it took, but my sister went upstairs and invited me to lunch. Hey, I really don't want to eat. Tell my sister. The elder sister said, well, lie down. I'm going downstairs.
How time flies! It's night in a blink of an eye, and my sister still looks very uncomfortable. He took me to the clinic for blood transfusion. I'm afraid of injections. When I saw a needle inserted into my vein, I screamed in despair and closed my eyes, afraid to look at the horrible side. Elder sister called me and said, "Look at you, you have blood vessels. I dare not look into your eyes. Children are better than you. " Sister let me sleep. I don't know how long it took to finish the injection, so my day passed in a daze. My sister asked me if I had it. Well, it's better this way. I told you! That's good, said my sister.
You see, this is my sister, a sister who will always be good to me! ! !
She wrote 14 in the depths of my memory, gently pushed open the door of memory and looked for traces in the depths of memory. Ah, I found it, I found it-a girl smiled at me happily. Her name is Liu Kexin.
Liu Kexin is a very important friend of mine. There are no secrets between us. We stick together all day.
I can't remember her appearance clearly, except that she likes to tie two braids with colored rubber bands. When she is eating, she won't chew until her mouth is full, and she won't swallow until she chews badly. When I play with her, if there is anything funny, she will laugh, and sometimes she will choke with laughter. She has a room full of toys, and she won't feel bored when playing with her.
Another reason is that I like her very much. Liu Kexin has a mother who is a nurse. She is very beautiful. Her mother is also very kind and gentle to me.
She left me not only happy memories, but also deep "scars", which will stay in my heart forever and hurt forever.
It was a happy day, and I will go to primary school soon. I took my parents' hands with anticipation and went to school to register. I thought I would meet Kexin, but she never came. I deliberately kept my parents waiting for a while, but I never saw her. I finally gave up. When I got home, I learned an amazing news: Liu Kexin was leaving with her parents to go to school elsewhere! My heart aches. After the reaction, I ran to Liu Kexin's house. On the way, I saw a red car. I remember it was Kexin's dad's car! I think I have a chance to run over and shout, "Liu Kexin, Liu Kexin! I'm glad you waited for me! " However, the red car didn't stop, and my legs couldn't catch up. I tried to comfort myself that it might not be a pleasant car. Mom found me running out alone and followed me. I threw myself into my mother's arms, tears fell like broken beads, and my heart was raining.
If only the sand in the hourglass could stop flowing! In this way, the golden leaves are fixed in this second, and I have been with the girl with the braid, happy and carefree.