In our ordinary daily life, everyone has tried to write essays, right? Writing essays is an important means of cultivating people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. I believe that many friends are very distressed about writing essays, the following is my help to organize the learn to remember essay, I hope it can help you.
Learning to remember things essay 1Whenever I see the children in the neighborhood driving their beloved bikes through the downstairs of my house, I cast an envious glance at them. My mom and dad saw what I was thinking and spent the weekend buying me a pink bike too.
Seeing my long-awaited and much-loved ride made my heart itch like a cat scratching it. I kept pestering my dad, asking him to teach me how to ride a bike. The first thing I did was to ask my father to teach me how to ride a bicycle, and he finally agreed.
Sitting on my bike, my heart was so beautiful. I want to drive it around the neighborhood like all the other kids! I couldn't wait to sit on the saddle, hold the handlebars tightly with both hands, and then pedal hard.
But the bike kept swaying like a naughty, untrained donkey, and I lost my balance. Luckily, my bike is shorter, and I was able to use my feet to support it and stand firmly on the ground. I sucked in a breath of cold air, thinking: I didn't realize that riding a bike also needs skills! It seems that I still need to feel my way around for a while. I didn't give up, and I continued to repeat the same actions, and after many failures, I was finally able to coordinate my hands and feet to start controlling it.
I was so happy to see that I was able to move forward again and again.
Now I'm not quite a master of the bike, but I'm able to ride it steadily.
Through learning to ride a bike, I realized that there is nothing difficult in the world, but only people who are willing to do it. I believe that as long as I am persistent, I will learn more skills.
Waiting, waiting, my long-awaited summer vacation finally came, my father asked me what I plan to do in the summer vacation, I thought for a while, replied: "I want to learn to play the erhu."
Dad agreed to my request. First picked me a erhu, and then took me to enroll. I'm not sure how happy I am to see a brand-new erhu. The next day, the class, I was excited to come to the "classroom" firyang cultural center. Hey! People are all here. Today we will learn how to play the erhu, how to play the erhu. The teacher gave a demonstration. I followed the teacher's example, sitting on a chair, the erhu on the thighs and stomach, but the erhu how not to obey, let me busy this and busy that, it is not easy to swing correctly, pull a little, eh? How come it sounds like a crow cawing? Look at the bow, wow, it's too strong! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
After a few days of learning, I learned only a little, but got back pain and leg cramps. I began to hate it. Dad talked to me as if he had noticed something. I told him, and my dad listened and said, "It's okay, erhu is not easy to practice, haven't you heard of a thousand days of huqin and a hundred days of xiao?" Then the teacher showed me his five fingers, and I saw thick calluses wherever the strings touched. I realized that the teacher had put a lot of effort into practicing to be able to play the instrument so beautifully. I silently took out the erhu and practiced seriously.
After my continuous serious study and practice, I finally learned a lot of erhu skills, when I played a beautiful tune, always forget a sentence: "Do anything, as long as you keep putting in the effort to do it seriously, you can succeed!"
Learning to Remember Essay 3"The thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wandering son. I am afraid that I will be late to return. Who says inches of grass heart, reward three spring sunshine." This poem often rings in my ears. Because of this poem, the expression is profound, touching; because this poem is written to the whole world mother ......
Mother, this word is how familiar, and how intimate. Mothers, for thousands of years in the eyes of people are how amiable.
I remember that it was a summer night, that day after dinner, the table was full of dishes, my mother told me to wash, I was not happy, then said: "washing dishes is your adult business, why let us children to wash, not wash, is not washed." At that moment, my mother, who was originally amiable, became serious, raised her hand and slapped me in the face. In a fit of anger, I ran back to my bedroom and locked the door. After about half an hour, I thought it over and came to my mother's bedroom door, where I saw her secretly crying. At once, a wave of guilt surged into my heart, I rushed into the room door and said to my mother, "Mom, don't cry, I will never be angry with you again, my daughter will go and wash the dishes now." Mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said to me, "Mom doesn't want to hit you either, hitting in the child's body hurts in the mother's heart, just want you to learn to help adults to do some chores only, I'm sorry, please forgive me mom." I know my mom didn't want to hit me, but I was too willful. From then on, I never let my mom angry, because I know my mom's intention for me.
Through this incident, I know: poor parents!
Our parents are good to us, we will never forget, let us learn to be grateful, the "little emperor", "little princess" position to give up, for them to share a little bit of worry, so that they can be very good to enjoy the happiness of the family.
Learning to remember essay 4
Since I was a child, I have very many hobbies and interests, including learning to draw and paint is still fresh in my mind, which is still a little frustrated, please listen to me slowly said ......
I remember once, the teacher let us listen to the music painting "Bing", I began to listen carefully to the teacher, and then I thought it was too simple to do so. Later I thought it was too simple, not to listen to can also, so I did not listen to a word. After the teacher finished, I couldn't wait to ask the teacher for paper and pen. I didn't listen to the teacher's instructions and drew with my hands, and when I put down my pen, I drew in a mess. I wasted several sheets of paper in a row, and when I looked at other people's drawings, my tears flowed three thousand feet before I realized that I was wrong. I began to draw again seriously, began to review what the teacher said: to draw the scene of Bing playing the erhu vividly, you can draw some sympathy for him, anyway, to the kind of sadness of Bing with the paintings to show. I followed the teacher's method of painting one stroke at a time, and sure enough, I was done in no time. I look around with a great sense of humor, and I always feel that my drawing is the best.
Next, I proudly handed in my drawing, but to my surprise, the teacher said, "Your drawing is too unoriginal, you can add something else." I went back and lost my mind! I thought to myself, "How can I paint better and be more innovative? I put my own ideas one by one out of the drawing, I looked at it carefully, I think it's perfect, before handing it over to the teacher, the teacher saw it, satisfied with it, said: "Well, the drawing is really good!" I was overjoyed!
Through this painting, I not only mastered the method of painting, but also understand the need to learn to innovate. Now painting has become one of my favorite after-school life, I want to insist on painting, "Kung Fu is not a success," I believe I will succeed! Essay
Learning to remember essay 5Summer vacation, my mother gave me two choices, the first is to stay in Jingmen, the second is to stay in the countryside, my mother said: "back to the countryside must have an additional condition, that is, to enroll in a special class." Because of the thought that there is a sister in the countryside can play with me, so I chose the second without thinking.
As soon as I returned to the countryside, I enrolled in a Latin dance class. In 20xx, my mother also enrolled me in a Chinese dance class, but I didn't stick to it because practicing the basic skills was too tiring. Because of that time, from then on let me hate dancing, but this time is in order to be able to go back to the countryside I still chose to dance.
The first day of dancing, I got up early and called my sister to go to school, the first day of learning content is the same as the Chinese dance, from the practice of basic skills to start with, because there is a previous foundation, so this lesson is very simple for me, at noon at home to rest for two hours in the afternoon to learn to dance Latin dance simple movements. The teacher said that the most important thing in Latin dance is to have strong arms and hands, and she said that our hands and arms were weak and floppy, and asked us to bring a mineral water bottle to class the next day and fill it halfway with water.
The next day in class, each of us brought a bottle of mineral water according to the teacher, the classroom teacher let us hold a bottle of mineral water in one hand to practice 5 minutes, two hands to practice. Usually so hold feel a little tired, let alone so hold up the dance, five minutes down, arm soft not, really too tired, so practice two days, I told my mom is too tired, I do not want to dance, mom told me: "what things are first bitter and then sweet, and mom to pay the money can not be refunded." Listening to my mother's words, I still go to continue to insist on practicing.
So after a month, I finally insisted on it, and now I don't feel so tired, I also slowly like the Latin dance, the end of the summer class, I followed my mother to Jingmen, I still insist on practicing at home for a while every day, so that some of the movements will not be forgotten.
This dance let me learn to persevere, it tells me: "Do things relentlessly, do not give up halfway." In the future, I will become stronger and know how to persevere.
Learning to Remember Essay 6Today, I learned a way of drawing in art class - divide a picture into left and right parts, then choose one half of it and stick it on the paper, draw the other half, and finally paint it with different colors.
I was very interested in this lesson, and when I got home I found my old magazines, cut out a picture of Donald Duck, and then cut the picture in the middle.
First draw the hat, yikes! Painting oblique, had to erase it re-drawing, finally painted a good hat. Then painted Donald Duck that a pair of big eyes and flat mouth, mouth too wide, eyes too flat ...... error after error, had to erase one at a time, this thin drawing paper is finally unbearable, was rubbed out a hole, my previous efforts and scrapped.
I had to repaint, the front of the surprisingly smooth, and even once did not change, after painting the previous things should be painted in the eyes of Donald Duck that egg. Unexpectedly, but painted a pumpkin, flat and wide, I gently erased the "pumpkin", painted an egg, look at the overall effect - not bad.
The shape has been drawn out, just need to outline and color. The line is quite simple, a moment will be hooked, but the coloring I do not know how to paint it? I don't care, as long as they are different. The blue hat was painted red, the black brim was painted yellow, the white duck feathers were painted purple, the beak was painted a more peculiar green, and the eyes were painted a vampire-like red. Great job, oh and let's not forget the colored egg, which I painted black with a pencil to see who dares to eat the bullet.
I took the drawing to my mom, who looked at it and said, "What's this, like a bullseye. "I heard it and was frustrated!
Learning to Remember Essay 7There was in the middle of the day on a weekend, I saw my mom cooking in the kitchen, and I had a sudden idea to learn with her. I stood in the doorway of the kitchen and asked my mom with a smile, "Mom, can you teach me to cook?" Mom nodded, "Yes!"
She brought the freshly panned rice, "Look, when we boil rice, we first need to put the rice into the pot to wash it, and then put your hand flat into the pot, the purpose is to measure the amount of water. Then pour the water into the pot, when the water is a little over the back of the hand, it is just right. The rice boiled this way is just the right amount of soft and hard." I nodded my head as if I understood.
Then, mom continued to demonstrate and explain, "We wash the rice, put the water, be sure to wipe the bottom of the pot dry, and then press the rice cooker button, click start on the line." It sounded simple enough to me, but would it be difficult to actually do? I gave myself a question mark.
The next afternoon after school, I came home and began to be excited to learn to cook rice, I first taught my mother yesterday's steps to recall once again, and then in accordance with my mother to teach me the method of their own to practice, I seriously wash the rice, and then put the water, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. The whole process was completed without missing a beat.
Next is the simmering waiting time, I went into the kitchen every ten minutes to check, but have not seen the rice cooker tripped, has been waiting until half an hour later, I smelled the fragrance of the rice from the kitchen out, I was excited to yell: "I can cook it! I can cook!"
When my mom and dad ate my first meal, I was very happy. After this time to learn to cook, I understand: there are many skills in life is necessary to master it!
Everyone I want to thank, teachers, parents ...... This time, I want to thank the aunt of the bakery "Xiaotian Tian Tian".
"Xiaodiantian" bakery in Fenghuayuan inside, a turn on the right is in. Every time I go there, I buy my favorite croissant with butter. The bread sells very fast and is very popular. Sometimes there is no more, so I ask the salesgirl, "Do you have any more cream-centered croissants?" The aunt said, "I'm sorry, no!" This statement made me very sad because I couldn't eat my favorite cream-centered croissant anymore.
Every time I went there it wasn't an aunt who answered me if there was a creamy croissant. One auntie would always answer me with a big smile that impressed me. It made me forget how sad I was that I didn't have a creamy sandwich croissant.
That time, after school, when my mom took me to dance class, I went straight to the croissant in Kotanda. When we went, the aunt smiled and said, "Today's croissants are sold out, and this hot dog bread is good too!" That time, I didn't eat the creamy sandwich croissant, but I saw that auntie's big smile and was happy, and I realized that the hot dog bread was also very good.
Thanks to the auntie, I had a good mood and a new thing to try. I want to spread positive energy and save unhappiness like my auntie in the future!
Teacher's words: very good little essay! Reading it, the teacher was touched. Emotional and full of good essays. I'd like to give it full marks!
- - The beginning is good. The first thing you need to do is to get to the point where you can thank the person you're talking to.
- Good narrative. Start with a "negative" to create suspense and contrast, and then let the "positive" come in.
- good ending. "Be like your auntie and spread positive energy to save unhappiness!"
Learning to remember essay 9Strange people, strange things, strange circumstances, no matter what the face of the current situation, I will not be afraid again, the heart holds the confidence and firmness, often accompanied by me, my friends say I am too persistent, tell me do not have to be so strong, and I, but still still, as for that strong is how to come, the heart of the early answer... ...
I changed schools in junior high school, the school is very far from home, coincidentally, the school on Monday morning reading and very important, do not allow late, how to do? The morning of the first year, especially in winter, the weather will be very cold, and Monday is always my mother to send me to school, along the way, no matter the wind and rain, there is always a mother for me to cover, maybe it is their own impulse, I decided to ride a bicycle to school alone, from then on, I alone to appreciate the cold and darkness of the road ......
Riding the Bicycle, the dark night remains, the cold accompanied by the only fortunate thing is that there is a bright moon in the sky, which is the winter morning to go to school all the way to feel, the second year of my fifteen years old, in the face of infinite darkness, eternal silence, the heart of the heart, how can I not be afraid? I have also hesitated, this car in the end still ride or not? At that time may be afraid of my younger brother laughed at me, this has never been able to speak out.
So, the road is still full of darkness, or the unspeakable silence, accompanied me to the school. Slowly, I like the feeling of riding a bicycle to school alone, on the road, remembering the laughter at home, imagining the relaxation of parking at the school, weaving a dream that is still looking forward to come true, and of course, away from the uneasiness and fear, and instead, is all the way to the self-confidence and strength.
The road is very long, long as my future, do not know when I can reach the end, and do not want to know, because I like the serenity and harmony around me, but also make a friendship with confidence and strength, but also a sudden understanding of the winter morning is not cold ......
Until now, I am also the same way, ride the Bicycle gradually away, seems to be like walking my future road, at the same time, I walk with the strong, now I have unconsciously learned to face the strong.
The victory is a kind of enjoyment and a kind of happiness, and the back of the victory is the painstaking efforts again and again. My experience of playing the piano let me y understand the meaning of this sentence.
In the spring, the sun shines brightly, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, and people go out of their homes to breathe the fresh spring air and play in the countryside. While I was sitting at home on the piano bench silently practicing playing the piano - Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ding ding dong! The pleasant sound of the piano floated out of the window, and everyone in the yard praised me for being a good girl who studied hard and practiced hard.
In summer, the sun shone brightly, and people went to cool off in the big garden and swim joyfully in the swimming pool. And I sat on the piano bench at home, silently practicing playing the piano, sweating like a pig - Dingdong! Ding-dong! Ding dong dong dong! The elegant sound of the piano drifted out of the window, and everyone in the yard praised me for being a good girl who was "persistent".
In the fall, the autumn high. People are talking about the beautiful moon girl, but I am still sitting on the piano bench, quietly practicing to play the piano - Dingdong! Dingdong! Ding ding dong dong! The beautiful sound of the piano drifted out of the window. The people in the yard smelled the music I played, and praised me as a good girl who "never leaves her hands, never leaves her mouth".
In winter, the weather is cold. People wrapped in a warm blanket, into a sweet dream. I am still sitting at home on the piano bench, silently practicing playing the piano, the sound of the piano out of the window - Dingdong! Dingdong! Ding ding dong! People in the yard heard the sound of the piano and praised me for being a good girl who studied hard and practiced hard.
Day after day, year after year, how many crisp tunes have come out of my fingers!
Now, I finally got the sixth grade piano certificate. I've won!
Learning to memorize essay 11Horny eggs are nice and tasty, and my mom often fries them for me to eat. Today, I got up early and ran into the kitchen and decided to fry my own hollandaise eggs for dinner.
I followed my mother's example, first in the pan with a little oil, hot, and then the eggshell on the bowl gently touch, a crack, and then use both hands along the crack to peel the eggshell, the yolk and egg liquid poured into the pan. "Zi" sound, the egg white scattered, the yolk lying in the center, see an omelette is about to form, I quickly picked up a spatula ready to flip a side. But just touched it I regret, the egg is still stuck in the bottom of the pan, I force, I shoveled the egg into a messy mess. Frustrated, I could only keep swinging the spatula and make this egg into scrambled eggs.
However, I was not going to give up because of one failure! I asked my mom for advice, and when she saw my scrambled eggs, she laughed so hard that she almost forked out, and when she slowed down, she patiently taught me: "To flip the egg when frying a hollandaise, you have to satisfy the following two points: firstly, the egg liquid becomes white and solidified; secondly, it can slide in the pan now. Alas, you are in too much of a hurry."
The second attempt, I learned my lesson, the eggs into the pot and did not immediately turn over, but patiently wait until the egg mixture solidified, first turn down the heat, and then use a spatula to "force" the egg to the edge of the pot, the egg from the bottom of the copy up, and slowly turn over a side. The egg white was like a white plate, and the yolk was like a jewel embedded in it. Ahh! I've done it!
I gave my first poached egg to my mother, who tasted it and gave it a thumbs up, praising my poached egg for its color, flavor and shape, and I was really excited.
Learning to remember essay 12When I was a kid, my mom once said to me - learning to choose is like how to correctly find the button to turn on the light as quickly as possible in the dark. At that time naive . I thought, is choice really that important?
As I grew older, I also ushered in a choice - with pocket money to buy books or snacks? The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it myself. Should I step on my classmate's book when it falls on the floor or pick it up for him and put it on his desk? The first thing that I did was to get the best out of my wife and children, and then I was able to get the best out of her.
My parents didn't say much to me, but they did tell me two stories - one was about a "smart" student who chose to take drugs and eventually went on to a life of crime, and the other was about a poor, well-qualified student at a school. The other is about a student from a poor family with poor qualifications who chose to study hard and eventually became a great contributor to the construction of new China. After hearing this, I was stunned! After this, I think about the choices I make, and gradually understand the importance of choice.
Choice, which is the intersection of light and darkness, the watershed between the cultivation of virtue and determination to become a success and the harm to society and the will to commit crimes. I remember once, my desk accidentally poured ink on another student a valuable clothes, he sincerely said "I'm sorry." He said "I'm sorry", but he didn't choose to forgive him, and he was always against him. Later, he broke his hand over a minor incident,......, which led to his expulsion from school. Another time I scored a perfect score on my math test, which was the perfect score I had been waiting for! But when the teacher explained the questions, I was surprised to find that the fifteen-point application problem I had actually done wrong. My vanity was reminding me - don't tell the math teacher! I also hesitated again and again, but I finally chose to tell the teacher about the exercise that the teacher mistakenly thought was correct, canceling the only one hundred points in the whole grade.
Choice is a difficult problem - after all, the appeal of temptation is too great. But if we do the difficult task of choosing well, and learn how to choose, then we will certainly have a better tomorrow.
Learning to remember essay 13There are all kinds of petals in a person's life, there are successes and failures, I learned to scramble eggs essay. Success can surely bring joy and happiness. Now, I will join you to **** appreciate this petal of my success.
Once, I came home from school, mom and dad were not there. I called them and they said, "We'll be late, you do your homework first." I then went to do my homework. After an hour or so, my homework was done, and when I looked at my watch it was just after six o'clock, so I went into the living room to watch TV. After watching for more than an hour, I felt a little hungry, but I could still hold it in, so I continued to watch TV. After watching for a while, I felt that my eyes were about to be blossomed, but my father and mother had not come back yet, so I decided to cook by myself. What should I cook? Looking for half a day, the eggs fell into my "eyes", decided to scramble eggs.
How to fry eggs? I asked my neighbor's uncle. He told me: "First hit the eggs, remember to put some salt in the eggs, and then put the oil in the pan, pour the eggs in it, scrambled for three minutes on the good." After saying that, he gave me a demonstration.
I went home and did what my uncle said, but my eggs were either not seasoned properly or they were scrambled. After practicing over and over again, I was finally able to scramble the eggs as fragrant as my mom usually did. I smelled the fragrant eggs and felt more and more hungry, so I devoured them. While I was enjoying the fruits of my labor, my parents came back. They praised me for growing up and taking care of myself. Then we enjoyed this "sumptuous" "egg meal" together.
I think my scrambled eggs are more delicious than the restaurant's delicacies, really colorful and fragrant. The smell is mouth-watering.
Learning to Remember Essay 14One Saturday, I asked my little friend Jiaojiao to come to the top floor of my house to teach me jumping mouse. Jumping Mouse is now popular with young and old, but it's hard to say that I can't do it when I'm so old.
"Okay, I'll teach you, first one foot put up, and then put the other foot quickly put up immediately after the hand pull up, and then hands and feet together to jump. Okay, you try it!" I timidly said, "I'm afraid, afraid of falling down." "No need to be afraid. Come on, give it a try!" I pumped up and jumped. "One, two, three!" I was so proud of myself when I fell off the jumping mouse with a loud bang. Tears welled up in my eyes, "It hurts, it hurts, my butt is in half!" I exclaimed. "Well, let's try again!" "I'm not trying!" With that, I picked up my jumping mouse and went home.
The next day, my neighbor's little sister came to my house and asked me to play Jumping Mouse. I couldn't let go of the stink and said, "Okay, let's go!"
To the top floor, I was very afraid, but had to jump. "Okay, start!" I jumped and counted, but before I counted to three I fell down. Seeing my little sister still jumping, I said, "Stop, I have won!" With that I turned around and went home. "Jade Sister Rascal, Rascal!" From behind me came the sound of my little sister complaining, and I blushed. Back home, I thought forget it, I'd better find Jiao Jiao and ask her without shame!
"Jiaojiao, please teach me again! I didn't learn it well last time." Jiaojiao started to teach me without saying a word.
"Last time you fell because you didn't move your arms and legs together, so pay attention this time!" Jiaojiao said to me and demonstrated to me several times. I tried it according to her words, and it was really good, even jumped forty-eight of them! In Jiaojiao's careful guidance and their own hard work, I finally "graduated"!
I was so happy! We both smiled in the light of the setting sun!
As soon as I got home, I jumped to show my mom and dad, and jumped sixty-nine times in a row. Mom and Dad praised me, my heart's beauty is not to mention.
In the past, I washed my feet and threw my socks on the side, waiting for my mom to wash them. One day, I washed my feet, mom wanted me to learn how to wash socks, but also said a lot of independence and so on "golden words". My heart is not happy, but on second thought: this time, mom to work to busy renovation, but also to do so many chores, really quite hard, and then I am 11 years old, is a man, can not let dad and mom underestimated me. The first thing I did was to ask for the money to be used to pay for the work, and then I was asked to pay for the work.
I said do it, I first to the mother "to learn": the first socks wet, playing on the soap, rubbing a rub, and then wash off the water soap foam, pour out the dirty water, and then cleaned with water. It's so easy! I thought while using the basin to catch the water, the socks wet, according to what mom said, a hand holding the soap, a hand holding the socks, began to socks on the soap. The soap is really slippery! Accidentally ran from my hands to the basin, I had to fish up soap from the basin, continue to play, and then rubbed up with vigor. I thought it was easy to wash socks, but my hands are too small, rubbing socks to always turn around, hands can not hold. My mom told me, "First grab the bottom of the sock and rub it, and then rub it as a whole." I did as my mom said, and it was really good. I rubbed hard, and rubbed my hands full of foam, but also splashed on the nose, to the side of the mom watching the funny straight laugh. Socks rubbed finished, I used water to rinse the soap foam clean, and finally dry up.
See their own socks, and then look at the rubbing of the red hand, feel a little pain, but the heart do not mention how happy. Since then, I wash my feet every night, not only wash their own socks, but also often help mom and dad wash socks.