I am a good boy in everyone's eyes, but good boys occasionally make mistakes, let's say coming home late, speaking of which, I remembered the day I came home the lateest ......
It was a summer close to the exams, and school had just been dismissed, it was only five o'clock. half, most of my classmates were gone. I was unlucky enough to be left to do the cleaning because of my tardiness in the morning! The leader of the group was so rude that he asked me to mop the whole classroom after sweeping it! I said to myself there, "Hang on, must hang on!" In the end, I didn't finish until after my classmates had left. I managed to get out of the school when two women from my class approached me to make copies of their papers, which they had lost. Due to self-generated sympathy, I went. After I finished photocopying the paper, it was 6:30 again, and neither of them would go the same way as me, so I had to walk back alone. I thought: "today home and no good day, so late back, no matter how to say no, hey ......" just after sighing, I realized that the sky is already dark, the wind is cold blowing, the lamp faintly glow. The wind seems to have a little sound. That ...... seems ...... like a ghost's howl, very miserable, I seem to feel that there is a vampire right behind me, has been closely following me, ready to use his cold fangs to pierce through my skin and suck my blood dry. ...... My feet were shaking, but still said to myself, "Not afraid, not afraid, there is no ghost in the world, no, no ......" I thought of many ways to control my emotions, but none of them took off.
Gradually, that howling is not there, but then turned into a kind of crying, very miserable, crying also mixed with some singing voice. It was a female voice, the song made people shiver and feel as if they were in the ice and snow ...... I kept telling myself in my heart, "That's just your own illusion, oops, where did you go when you were usually so brave, be brave, trust me, it's an illusion, an illusion ah... ... "Later, I didn't hear that voice anymore, I still controlled myself.
But that fear of being caught by the bad guys came back. I was alertly watching every direction, and if someone approached me, I would consciously stay away from them, fearing that I had met a bad person. I was thinking, "What if I really get caught by the bad guys? (www.fwsir.Com) Should I memorize the bad guy's face first, or should I think of a way to get someone's attention first and call the police? How am I going to escape? It's impossible to beat the bad guys down, right? No, no, it has to be an outwitted fight! And how to fight wisely it ......" I managed to remember that I have not yet been caught by the bad guys, and quickly said; "Blah blah blah, this crow's mouth, not yet caught, start, wait really caught to see what you do!"
I immediately ran, fearing that the bad guys would catch up with me, and it was only a few short minutes before I realized that home was just around the corner. I cheered and jumped and "flew" towards home.
Back home, I was still told off by my nagging mom, but I didn't care, home is the safest place, I no longer have to be afraid of ghosts and bad people, hahahahaha ......
That day was the latest day I came home, and since then, I've been on time and never gone back that late. go back that late. It's funny to think about that night, I was really stupid back then!
Essay 2: The Day I Came Home the Lateest
Suddenly, on a rainy day, in the dark and deep evening, my sister and I had our first taste of going home alone--
Summer, the weather in southern Fujian can change at any time, and it was still bright and sunny in the afternoon, but near the end of the day, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and there were bursts of wild clouds, which made me go home alone. The winds are tearing at the necks of the trees and seem to be uprooting them. With the school bell ringing, the rain came down in huge drops.
The entrance to the school was crowded with parents who came to pick up their classmates, who flung themselves into their umbrellas and left happily in the rain, while my sister and I were still wandering around in front of the school, originally we were picked up by our grandparents, but I don't know what happened today.
It was already slowly getting dark, the road was empty, my feet were numb, and my heart was anxious like ants on a hot pan, and I couldn't help but think: what happened to my grandparents in the end? Thinking of this, the heart straight cold sweat.
After a long time, looking at the sky so late, my sister and I decided to go home together.
"Rumbling, splitting ......" Dark clouds and thunder rumbled, and with a loud bang, the thunder tore through the sky, sending out a terrifying ray of light that approached us with teeth and claws, and the rain began to come in streaks. My sister and I took our umbrellas and leaned on each other, walking carefully in the rain. A gust of wind blew and almost blew our umbrellas away, and the road was puddled with puddles of water. I warned my sister not to go near the puddles, and every now and then I pulled her to my side ......
The rain got heavier, and by now it was already 7:00 p.m. Walking over uneven paths, through dark, empty alleys, and after a few moments of trepidation, we finally realized that our grandparents' house wasn't too far away from us.
"Knock knock ......" open the door, grandparents a kind of surprised look at me and my sister, then mouth read something, then shouted: "Oops! Surprisingly forgot that today is Monday, look at our memory, old ah!"
Thanks to my grandparents' "forgetfulness", and thanks to this latest day home, my sister and I have the courage to walk independently.
Essay 3: The Day I Came Home Late
On a Christmas night, the pedestrians on the road dispersed. The cars that came and went were scarce. The streetlights shone quietly on the street like the guardians of the night, and the dim shadows of the trees were cast on the pavement.
It was already eleven o'clock, and I was walking home with a few good friends in a hurry. As soon as I entered the house, my mom hurriedly asked, "Why are you back so late today?" My happy mood has not yet dissipated, not in a hurry, replied: "We played in ZiLong Square today, play can be cool!"
The scene of playing snow spraying in Zilong Square just now was reflected in front of my eyes like a movie. Li Boyu, Jin Zhichao, Yao Yao and Fatty Long bought ten bottles of snow spray from the supermarket and played in Zilong Square. The snow spray was as smooth as real snow. I played against Li Boyu in one wave and the others in another wave to see who was the best.
There was a statue of Zhao Yun in the center of the square. I hid behind the Zhao Yun statue to keep watch, holding the spray snow in my hand and holding my hand on the polka dot, ready to fight at any time. Unexpectedly, I was attacked from behind by Fat Dragon. He came around from behind and sprayed me in the face, and I didn't even hear him walking at all. I reacted and sprayed Fat Dragon in the face. Oh, yeah! I hit the fat dragon, and he looked like a fat mouse with two big round ears when he got sprayed with snow, which made me laugh.
Over there, Li Boyu took care of Jin Zhichao and Yao Yao. Li Boyu and I won. We both jumped up and gave a high five. The people in the square gradually dispersed and we were the only ones left. We played one more game before saying goodbye.
When I got home, I was still soaking in the joy of realizing the power of solidarity among friends. The day I came home the latest was also the happiest and most interesting day of my life.
(Grade 7, Zhang Zihao)
Comments:
The work is written in the form of a flashback, in which I first explain that I arrived home late one night, and then I recalled the time when my mom asked me about the snow-spraying game that my friends and I had played at the Zilong Square, and then I defined the day when I came home the latest as "the happiest day," which reveals the theme. The action and portrait in the fourth natural paragraph are very vivid. The description of the environment at the beginning and the end emphasizes the tranquility of the night, which is also very real and believable. (Ms. Li's Composition Activity Room)
Essay 4: The Day I Came Home the Lateest
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I always remember that day, the sun shone warmly on my body, the cicadas sang vibrantly, and my friends and I played, bouncing and laughing all the way, and some of them felt that the time was running out because the sun was about to go down, so they went home. As we played, people went home and eventually it was just me and one of my friends, we were bouncing along towards home, but we didn't realize it yet - a storm was coming from the moms.
While we were jumping around, I saw two women standing in front of our unit, one in the second unit and the other in the third, one of them his mom and the other my mom! They shouted in unison, "Where have you been, what time is it and you're not home yet!" The two of us chose to remain silent, the two sides of the atmosphere in stark contrast, but I can be sure that we can not afford to mess with them, they come to the raging, that the momentum is too much, can not be two children can withstand? If you compare them to oil workers, that momentum is definitely worthy of the title, almost like the song said the earth shakes, but I know they are no less than the great workers, although the earth did not have a tremor, but the two of us legs have long begun to shake. At the moment his mom dragged him home by the ear, cursing as she went. I was shocked and thought, "What will my mom do to me again?" The pleasantness of playing had long since been shaken out of me, and now I was scared for my life, only to see her step by step toward me, reaching out to me, grabbing my arm tightly until she yanked me into the door of the flat, closing the door didn't really need to be done manually, but she preferred not to, and as soon as she slammed the door shut as hard as she could, leaving behind the sound of crashing, which sounded like the door screaming its head off to me, and I instantly saw the end in store for me, and almost jumped upstairs. She, however, didn't seem to see the sound, and dashed the sweat from her head, telling me to hurry up the stairs.
Finally arrived home, I am eating at the moment, she suddenly said: "Not I must want to beat you, scold you, now society is so dangerous, you a child out of something how to do ah?" She also wiped her tears and said, "Can't you pay attention to the time? Can't I be worried for such a long time?" Then we both fell into silence, I secretly thought: "I can not be too playful in the future, to play also have to remember to go home, because there are people at home waiting for me."