In the usual study, work or life, we all often see the figure of the composition, right? Composition is a narrative method to express the significance of a topic through words. I believe that many people will find it difficult to write essays, the following is my collection of forgettable essays for you, only for reference, welcome to read.
Forgettable essay 1I remember last winter vacation, I went to the northeast.
What impressed me most in the northeast were the two kittens in my second aunt's house. One has brown fur and is small and timid; the other has gray fur and is large. These two cats were specially bought by my second aunt to be pets for my cousin. Cousin served them carefully, and bought them fur ball toys, sleeping shelves and fluffy blankets, and even the sleeping place was spotless, which made me envious. However, these two cats turned out to be my cousin's biggest worry.
These two seemingly gentle, obedient kittens did things like this: they used to run out of the house without a hint of wanting to go home, and they used to hide in the closet and make people anxious.
I can't forget the time they hid in the closet.
When I woke up in the morning, I found that my second aunt and cousin had left, and I felt a little lonely, so I wanted to find kittens to play with me. But the two kittens seem to be just against me, are hiding out of sight, I can not find them. But what else could I do? Did my cousin take the cats out? I can't find them at all! It seems that I can only read books to kill time.
I read and watched, an hour passed quickly. But still no sign of the two cats. This makes me wonder if the two cats ran out of the house.
At this time, my cousin came back. I immediately asked, "Cousin, did you see the kittens on the road?" "Huh? Kitten? No way, aren't they both at home? I didn't see them," my cousin asked.
My cousin and I looked at each other for a while, and then started the "crazy search" mode. We looked at each other for a while, and then we went into "crazy search" mode. Almost to the home to find a whole when, the closet seems to have a little movement, and then the movement is getting bigger and bigger. We immediately went to the closet. When I opened the closet a moment, two lively hungry crazy kittens rushed out of the closet, ran directly to the cat food to eat a meal.
Cousin's face showed a crying smile.
The two cats hid together in the closet to hide and not come out of this thing until now I still remember vividly. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. At this time of graduation, my heart is full of reluctance. Looking back, in the sunshine Yucai school spent three spring, summer, autumn and winter in the joys and sorrows, sweet and sour are all vivid in my mind, the campus of a grass, a tree, a brick and a tile, are y imprinted into my mind.
I can't forget that Sunshine Yucai School. It is you who let me study in the broad and bright classroom, it is you who let me play and play in the broad and flat ** field, and it is you who let me eat sweet and delicious meals. Thank you, Sunshine Yucai, I will come back to visit you with excellent results!
I can't forget the honorable teacher. I can't forget that she taught me, from the simple a, o, e to the complex A, B, C; from the bird in the blue sky to the octopus at the bottom of the sea; from the simple girl to the mature junior high school students. All of these lessons are imbued with the teacher's heart and soul, reflecting the teacher's love and care, and embodying the teacher's silent dedication! At this moment, I just want to smile and say aloud to you: teacher! You have worked hard!
I can't forget, the students who have been together for three years. These three years, you gave me endless strength, sadness - you give me courage, always forget to say a: "Do not be sad, to be strong!" Failure --- you give me confidence, give me comfort, always forget to say: "there is a next time". When you are proud---you are my "whip", always forget to say: "Pride makes you fall behind". At this time of parting, I sincerely say: "Thank you"! I also wish you a satisfactory school.
The most unforgettable thing is that three years of dormitory life. We twelve girls in the same room laughing, sometimes in the same bed in the dream, the sisterhood how can I give up. Sometimes it is inevitable that there are some verbal disputes between the little sisters, but look back carefully, that is not exactly a deep friendship in a little episode?
In the separation of the bell is about to ring, we should forget the sadness, remember once happy, let the tears into our wings, with our ideal, continue to spread wings to fly.
Forgetting Essay 3Although this teacher has left our school for a whole year, we still miss her. She was the English teacher who taught us in fourth grade--Mrs. Xia Yin.
Ms. Xia was kind and never scolded us, and even if we made mistakes, she was mainly persuasive and educative. Never hurt our self-esteem.
I remember once, in class, the teacher was in front of the lead reading words, but I was playing with my toys below, and I was not expected to be found by the teacher. When I raised my head, my eyes and the teacher's eyes met at the moment, I was scared scared, upset, just afraid that the teacher will be in front of the classmates scolded me, but out of my expectation, the teacher did not say anything, her eyes from harsh to soft, from her soft eyes, I seem to hear the teacher in the words: "pay attention to listening to the lecture, don't make small movements ......" I couldn't help but sit upright and listen carefully to the lesson. From then on, I liked the teacher.
Ms. Xia is always smiling in class, if we can't read or read the words that are not standard, she will always take the trouble to repeatedly lead us to read, sometimes, her voice is hoarse, but she is still the same as always to lead the reading, until we will read it.
Ms. Xia is very methodical in her lessons. I remember a class, Mr. Xia told Ding Huimin to have a conversation with him, the conversation is: Teacher: What's wrong with you? Student: I'm hungry. . Just as Ding Huimin finished speaking, the teacher took out a piece of bread from the bag and gave it to her as if by magic. We were all very surprised, and since then, students have raised their hands to answer the questions, and their motivation has been greatly improved. See, our Ms. Xia has her own set of right.
Remember the Teacher's Day, we all put the pre-prepared . Flowers to Mr. Xia, received the flowers of Mr. Xia slightly red face, and then said with a smile, "Thank you!" We heard, sweet heart.
This is my favorite summer teacher, although has left us a year, but can not forget the summer teacher.
In real life, there are many ordinary people, not amazing, but touching. The conductor aunt on the public **** bus is unforgettable to me for the rest of my life.
It was two years ago in the morning, after school, I was waiting for the car, originally blue sky blue sky, there are a few white clouds, suddenly, the white cloud girl was driven away, came a group of black cloud girl; sea water is polluted. All of a sudden, dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder, followed by wind and rain. At that moment, the car came, which was really unfortunate, I didn't wait for the people in the car to get down, so I rushed into the car without hesitation. I put in my coins and headed to the back, the bus moved and I suddenly saw a school bag on the platform. I touched my shoulder, "Oops, I forgot my school bag." I thought to myself, "The bus has gone quite far, will the driver stop? Will he wait for me after he stops?" At this time came an aunt, her slim figure, thirty years old, thick eyebrows, high nose, flowing black shiny long hair. As if she could tell I had a mind to ask me kindly, I told her I had forgotten my school bag. She immediately asked the driver to stop the car, the door opened, I got into the rain and wind, I vaguely heard the aunt said to me: "Children, do not run, let the driver back the car, so as not to get wet. I don't know whether it was the rain that drowned out my aunt's words. The rain thanked the kindness for me. I ran towards the platform, but if the driver took the car away I would have gotten soaked. But I got my bag, and when I turned around, the car was in front of me, and the aunty smiled and said to me, "Get in the car, little friend!" I got into the car, auntie for me to wipe off the rain on my head, straighten my hair, and then bring the car spare towel to me to wipe the rain. At this time, I feel incomparable warmth, in addition to the mother, I was from the kind of mother-like, mother-like love and care.
Later, some people in the car argued about something else, and the more they argued, the more intense they almost started to fight. Fortunately, the aunty rushed to stop, and patiently with and touching examples of education of the two. Finally, in the aunt's words under the persuasion of the sword, they made up, and peace.
This is just a conductor, but I think the aunt is, she makes me have a force that infects me all the time.
There is always something unforgettable in the world, there is always something unforgettable in a person's life.
Remember, when I was in the first grade of elementary school, my first class was in such a spacious and bright classroom. After the first class, the teacher arranged seats for us. My tablemate was very tall and he studied very well. Everyone in my class called him "Snow Bully". However, he has a very bad disadvantage, that is, he likes to talk in class.
I remember one time, when I was doing my homework, my classmate was always talking in the classroom. I was tired and I told him about it. After a while, he said that I reminded him again not to talk, but he didn't listen to me. I went to the teacher, maybe because my deskmate was a better student, and the teacher didn't criticize him too much, and I went back to my seat.
When I got back to my seat, he stuck his tongue out at me. I was even more angry, but I didn't say anything and continued to do my homework. Who knows when he saw me ignoring him, he turned to the back and talked to the students behind him. He seriously interfered with my studies. When I couldn't catch my breath, I stood up and threw his book to the ground. Who knew that not only was he not angry, but he smiled at me and said, "Throw it, throw it!" At that moment, the whole class looked at us. I angrily threw away his pencil case and cut off his favorite eraser with a ruler. He cried immediately. The whole class said I had gone too far. I was so angry that I ignored them and sat down in my seat.
After a while, the teacher came over and asked what had just happened and why it was such a mess. I bravely stood up and told the teacher what had just happened. The teacher touched my head and said: "Students should understand each other, help each other, and learn from each other. If you all have something wrong, recognize each other."
I apologized to him and he apologized to me. We both forgave each other. From then on, we remained good classmates and good friends.
It's been years, but I can't forget it. Because it makes me understand that students should learn from each other, respect each other, understand each other, help each other, and **** together to make progress to get better grades and deeper friendship!
Can't Forget Essay 6Whenever I take out the pair of cotton shoes from the cupboard, a scene of my beloved grandmother's joyful scene with me will come to my mind, so I will gently call out to my grandmother, can't forget my crutch - grandmother.
I remember when my grandmother taught me to walk, I was like a duckling, walking up and down. Grandma in the side of the face, serious, said: "Walk properly!" I heard, even more hard, speed up the speed forward, may be because too anxious, my legs are soft, lost the center of gravity, planted on the ground. I covered my face with both hands, pretending to wow and cry, and in my heart, I was thinking: hey, grandma will come over, and then help me up, and then take out the candy to coax me. Suddenly, the faint sound of footsteps rang in my ears, and I peeked out through the cracks in my fingers to see a pair of big feet coming toward me. Hey, hey, grandma is going to coax me with candies! I was so happy that I rolled over on my back while pretending to cry. The big foot stopped in front of me, and that familiar voice rang in my ears again: "Stand up and walk properly!" These harsh words, like a pair of invisible hands, supported me and lifted me up from the ground. I continued to walk forward, although still hobbling, but as if it was much more stable than before, and speed up a lot.
I still remember a few weeks ago when my grandmother was lying on the hospital bed, she was suffering from a terminal illness and her face was pale, her hands and feet were cold, and her whole body was thin and bony, which was very painful for me to see. I saw my grandmother staring at me with both eyes, that pair of usually dull eyes, this time but became bright, she slowly raised her hand, made a six gesture, nodded to me, I seem to understand.
When Mom and Dad handed me the cotton shoes in tears, I realized something, I asked them, they did not say, just silent tears, I was sure of my own judgment, I could not help but lose my voice and cry.
Grandma gave me the beauty of the beginning, the beauty of the end is up to me to create. I understand, that gesture, refers to the grandmother would like to live another six years, can see me get into a good university, she died in peace. I must not let down my grandmother's expectations, to go all the way, out of a road of their own stars!
Unforgettable Essay 7Whenever I hold up a piece of ice candy, I think of someone. She is my second grade classmate Wang Xinyi. She has a pair of big eyes, a high nose, a small cherry mouth and long hair. She is gentle and understanding. Not long after we met, we became a pair of close and good friends.
One day, I do not know what reason, my face grew a lot of small pimples, mom took me to the drugstore to open the medicine, not only useless, but also let the dust fell in love with me "close contact". When I went to school, I had to wear a mask. Seeing me like this, she asked with concern: "What's wrong with you, are you sick?" I shook my head and didn't say anything. When we ate, I took off my mask. Her friend, who was at the same table with me, laughed at me when she saw me, and I cried. Back in class, her friend told her about it too. As soon as she heard, she came towards me. I thought to myself that she would have laughed at me like her friend did! But surprisingly, she not only did not laugh at me, but instead, she found a piece of wet wipes from her bag and wiped it for me. She told me, "Don't cry, I won't laugh at you, and your face, but it's only because of the fire that you have acne, and in a few days, it will go away on its own." After saying that, she also took out a piece of ice candy from her pocket and gave it to me, I put this ice candy into my mouth and I couldn't help but feel much better. I smiled at her, she also revealed a smile as bright as the sun, warm.
In the blink of an eye, it was third grade. At the beginning of the school year, she suddenly found me, pulling my hand in tears, told me - she changed schools. I clearly saw: dark clouds covered the originally bright sunshine, outside the continuous rain.
Now we are in sixth grade, but I still think of our warm time together from time to time.
I can't forget my mom, who is a bank clerk and has a very busy job, but even if she is busy, she can't forget to take care of me and love me.
My mom has long black hair, white face, light eyebrows, looks very beautiful, like a cute doll.
My mom loves me too. In the winter morning, she always gets up early, cooks for me, and calls me up only after she is done. After eating, she rode her bicycle to send me to school. Mom braved the biting and harsh winds to ride hard, her pale face seemed to have added a wrinkle, her thin body leaned forward vigorously, while my cold hands were stretched out on my mother's hot stomach, freezing my mother straight shivering. Alas, I am so unintelligent!
My mom cares about me. In a winter night, the window of the cold wind blowing, cold me in the quilt shivering, mom as if she knew my heart, get up and give me a quilt, because I was afraid of waking me up, on the light hand, I a moment on the warmth, into a warm and sweet dreams, the next day, but the mother caught a cold.
My mom can love me. Once, I rode a bike with my mom to play, riding to a slope, because I did not control the direction, a brain fell into the ditch. Mom saw, quickly fell off the bike to hold me, see my two arms are injured, feet are also injured, but also a piece of green, mom's tears are almost out, heartbroken, said: the next time you can be careful ah!
My mom can be serious. Once, my unit of math test took 100 points, after returning home, I joyfully put the paper to my mother to see, my mother looked very happy, but immediately said seriously: in the future, we have to work harder, do not learn from the proud general.
I can not forget my great and ordinary mother, she gave me so much effort, she gave me so much effort, so that I grow up healthy and happy, I respect her, love him.
I can never forget her, never forget!
I can never forget her, I can never forget her. I don't know when I started to think of her, think of the time when we were together before, there is no use of feeling, why do you want to think of her so much now, why can't you forget her, why do you dream of her in the past two days. I realized that I have fallen in love with her at this moment. I don't want to say, I don't want her to know, I have thought of myself slowly to forget, to give up, don't go to see her space dynamic, don't go to chat with her. I don't want her to know, and I don't want her to be with me, I, I, forget?
She will always write a very literate article, her grades are always so before me, I can only be out of reach, stay and look at her back. I still live so sloppy, so do not know to cherish themselves, waste my water years. I don't want to look down on myself so much, but I'm not willing to. I had the determination to change all this, but still so. I, I, give up?
Now I also know to forget, to give up, a person how difficult. Sometimes ask yourself why do you want to be like this, maybe I don't know eh, think I don't deserve her right. Why am I so degrading to myself again? Is that really what I think inside? How could I be so degraded.
"Did I lie?" If I lied, why am I telling lies again? The opposite of a lie is that I didn't lie. Is the opposite of a lie the truth, but the back of a lie is still a lie. Is there really a lie in the world, or is it the truth? Maybe there is no truth in the world, a lie, only we think it is a lie, then it is a lie, really is true. Why should I lie to myself? I am always reluctant to give up. If the opposite of giving up is cherishing, then I will choose to give up what I have given up; if the back of forgetting is remembering, then I will choose to forget what I have forgotten.
I don't give up, I don't forget, I don't lie to myself, I'm going to work hard, for the sake of the last I have to fight for. On this resolve, do not give up, write down these words, every day to bring to savor, do not forget. I, I remember you, wait for it!
Forget essay 10Today, I went to the swimming pool to learn to swim. When I arrived at the swimming pool, the teacher had not yet arrived.
I swam there with my two mates, because we didn't know how to swim yet, and drank a few mouthfuls of water. The teacher came and we walked in the water towards the teacher who was going to teach us breaststroke.
When we got to the shore, the teacher taught us to stomp first, and I learned it after a few strokes. When the teacher saw that I could do it, he said to my two partners, "You guys practice first." The teacher asked me to change my head in a different direction, I changed the direction, the teacher began to teach me to paddle, because paddling is a little tired, I do a few times to die of exhaustion, just rest there.
I also practiced almost, the teacher called me down to the water, let me practice, to see if I had practiced properly on the shore.
I got in the water and started to swim, and a few times I didn't hold my head a little higher and drank a little water. But a few sips of water were nothing for me to learn to swim.
When I got in the water, I saw a lot of bad things in the water. Like hair, bugs, etc. Sometimes I also see bugs that are not dead yet, so I can't drink the water in there, but I still accidentally drink the water in there.
I swam to the opposite side, swam back, and asked the teacher if I swam well. The teacher nodded and said, "You have swum very well." The teacher said to me again, "Go practice on your own in deeper water, and I'll teach the two guys who came with you."
After that, when I swam back there, I saw another partner get into the water and swim. But, when he was halfway through the swim, he drank a little water and stood up.
After a while, he started swimming again. When he swam back, the teacher said to him, "You are not very good yet. But, it's good enough that you can swim in deeper water too." He came to me in high spirits too, and I said to him, "You swam well too, and he's the only one here who hasn't, so do you have any idea if he's not going to be able to swim well this time." We both sighed and we started practicing again.
I learned to swim in this swimming lesson and I can never forget that swim.
Can't Forget Essay 11In my ten years of life, there are many things that I can't forget, and the one I can't forget is the first time I learned to ride a bike.
I remember that on a sunny day, my mother took me to the square to learn to ride a bicycle. To the square, I just got on the bike and nervously said: "Mom, you must not let go, I'm afraid of falling down". "What's there to be afraid of, there's ground to wait for you if you fall off." Mom said funny. "Mom!" "Okay, okay. Let's get back to business." Mom said in a serious manner, "Baby, sit up straight, look straight ahead, ride boldly, and don't be afraid." I followed my mom's instructions, but the car was going sideways as if it was against me. I rode around the garden of the square again and again. Every lap I was so scared that my hands were sweating. Mom was behind me to help the car, but also tired panting and sweating.
We rested for a while and started practicing again, and my mom said, "Son, you can try to ride it yourself." "No, I haven't learned yet." Mom started holding the car again and I rode a few more laps. Mom snuck her hand away and let me ride on my own, and I thought Mom was still behind me! The more I rode, the more energetic I became, and my mom kept clapping behind me, saying, "Siyuan, go for it! You're the best! You are the best!" At this time I was happy in my heart happy shouted: "I finally know how to ride a bike."
Walking on the way home, the birds are singing happily in the branches, as if cheering for me. The wind whispered in my ear, "You are wonderful, I admire you so much!" It was as if everything was happy and proud of me today. I raised my head to look up at the sky and thought, "The sky is so blue today, the clouds are so white!
Unforgettable Essay 12There is one thing that is hard to forget in my mind, and whenever I think of it, I am always filled with countless gratitude, which accompanies me as I grow up and shines on me as I move forward.
Third grade near the end of the term, math teacher Mr. Xiong prepared for us to take a mock exam, when Mr. Xiong sent down the white paper, let us start to do the subject, glanced at the paper I can not help but be a little complacent: wow, so simple, I even OU questions have been done, the little question what, really underestimated my level! Then, I started to do the questions with a brush. After about twenty minutes, I finished the paper, thinking proudly that there would be no mistakes, so I might as well just hand it in. So, I immediately sent the paper to the podium.
In the afternoon, the test report card came out, Ms. Xiong held a pile of test papers into the classroom, her eyes Buddha over my face, but I feel that today, Ms. Xiong's gaze is less a point of appreciation, more a point of seriousness, although Ms. Xiong's gaze makes my confidence seems to be a little less, but I am still waiting anxiously for the arrival of the 100 points, and listened carefully to Ms. Xiong report the results: "Wu Yanru, full marks, Luo Niao, full marks..." Mr. Xiong said twenty students who scored 100 marks in a row, but my name still didn't appear, "These are the students who scored full marks, praise them!" I lowered my head, tears of sadness welled up in my eyes, looking at the test paper gradually sent down, I saw my own score - ninety-nine points, the two 9 words on the paper as if in a loud mockery of me.
At this time, Ms. Xiong came to my side, took me out of the classroom, and led into the math office, I thought Ms. Xiong want to criticize me alone, but I did not expect her to give me a huge "bear hug", pasted in my ear and said gently: "Winnie, you just need to overcome the carelessness of this fault, you must be the best!
After this incident, I slowly changed the carelessness of the problem, whenever I encountered frustration and difficulties, I always think of this incident, this sentence, and that warm hug.
The memory of childhood is a golden treasure cabinet, which treasures a variety of childhood treasures, counting is not clear, some of them have faded, but that thing is still golden, fresh memory. Do you want to know what it is? Then follow me to travel to that evening!
That day, mom and dad went out to do business, I stayed home alone, the day gradually darkened, I want to go to the home of all the lights open, but the curtains dance with the wind, "ghosts" heavy, I screamed and ran to the room.
How about I read a book, and look at it, I won't be afraid. I casually picked up a book to open a look, inside the cartoon characters also seems to have become a ghost, scared a moment into the quilt.
After a while, my heart gradually calmed down, but the kitty on the quilt again seemed to open its mouth to reveal its sharp teeth, as if to eat me.
"No!" I screamed and got out of the covers in a flash. I now regretted very much that I didn't go out with my mom and dad, and silver-bean tears flowed from my eyes as I thought about it.
"Knock, knock, knock!" A sharp knock on the door suddenly came into my ears, I quickly remembered the ghost movies I had seen in my childhood, and trepidation filled my heart.
Knocking on the door more and more urgently, I closed my eyes tightly, and suddenly there was a familiar voice from outside: "Missy what are you doing ah? Quickly come to open the door to mom and dad ah!"
I heard, is the mother's voice! A moment rubbed up and ran to the door, head into the mother's arms, while crying in a small voice while pouting: "Mom you can finally come back, can scare me to death!"
Mom stroked my head while smiling and said, "What's so scary about it? You ah this is in their own scare themselves, so big the courage is still so small, really shameful." Said I embarrassed smile.
Yeah, this treasure of treasures, really ridiculous and unforgettable!
Six years of elementary school life is coming to an end, and we are about to leave the campus where we have been living together, and enter the middle school, to draw a period to the life of the elementary school. We can not forget the school of a grass, a tree, a brick, a tile, can not forget the school building, flower beds, playgrounds, pools ...... school everything is so familiar, and I have to say goodbye to them, this is what a sad thing ah! But this is a doomed thing, I can only recall in my mind six years of wind and rain, wind and waves.
I can't forget that day, it was snowing heavily, I wore thick clothes to school, and after class, the whole class went to the campus to sweep the snow by the teacher's order with a dustpan and a broom. Students have a dustpan shoveling, some with a broom sweep, there are brooms upside down with the handle to break the ice ...... busy and happy. Alma mater left our laughter, but also let me realize the warmth of classmates.
I can not forget that day, heavy rain, I wore a raincoat to go to school, to the school, undressing has been soaked, I was cold and shivering, the teacher came over to me poured a full cup of hot tea, I drank it much better, do not feel cold at all. I looked at the teacher with grateful eyes, the teacher's image is so tall, her love for me as my mother's love for me.
I can't forget that day, the whole school went to the Liberation Square to fly kites together, our kites can't fly, the teacher saw, one group by one group, hand in hand to teach us to fly. After a lot of hard work, we finally flew our kites into the sky, and we were all very happy. Looking at the kite soaring in the air, my heart also go with it, in the air overlooking the nature, really incomparable happiness.
I can't forget that June 1 Children's Day, each group has its own program, to the afternoon, a wonderful program began to perform, there are skits, reading, magic, singing, and comedy ...... wonderful on the stage, under the stage thunder, the classroom is full of laughter. I will cherish all this in the album of memory.
Goodbye, alma mater! I believe we will meet again in the future.
Unforgettable Essay 15Whenever I think of that incident, the door of memory opens. After fear, fear, excitement, longing ...... that complex mood like a tide into the heart, a thousand thoughts, the pointer of memory then stopped in that black afternoon.
That afternoon, the sun was hot and scorching the earth, the heat was unbearable, we went to a swimming pool, the pool water in the sunshine appears to be sparkling. The set of swimming ring I action is very slow, looking at the side of the playful, swim like a fish as free, I am envious and jealous: "Why they can I can not?" I am not willing to lag behind, the swim ring a take, ready to show off.
But the swim ring a hand, my body is like a stone general sinking into the water, fear as if the creeper countless tiny tendrils, climbed all over my whole heart. Originally bright underwater, became a black hole, the darkness ate my faith. The water was pouring into my mouth, my feet kept stomping and my hands were swinging desperately. My head finally rose to the surface, and the brightness of the world inspired me to stay alive! In the blink of an eye, I sank again, my breathing severely impeded. At once, I remembered my parents, my relatives, and my dream of being a writer. I hadn't yet honored my parents and fulfilled my dream, I couldn't die! My hands and feet had no strength, but still swinging ......
When I was about to despair, a big hand lifted me up, and I was pulled out of the water.
After the robbery, my heart is like a bottle of five flavors, see the familiar family, I was relieved. But when I saw the calm water, I couldn't help but be afraid.
Although now I can act freely in the water, but that thing always let me wake up: do anything can not show off, can not rush, or must cause serious consequences!