The most unforgettable thing is the composition 1
Time passed by, and in a blink of an eye, I was in the third grade of junior high school. It was an afternoon last year. When I came home from school, I saw my parents didn't come home. I want to help my mother cook. I washed rice, put some water properly, and thought, "In 15, 16 minutes, the rice will be cooked."
When everything was ready, I turned on the TV and sat in front of it. At this time, I reminded myself to unplug the power when the meal is ready. TV programs are about 32 tricks to learn math well. I compare it to fencing. I practice while watching. Just as I was enjoying myself, I suddenly smelled a pungent burning smell. My heart is broken and my meal is burnt. At this moment, I felt a big stone fall from the air and hit me on the head.
I ran into the kitchen in a panic, quickly turned off the gas, lifted the rice cooker and looked at the burnt black rice. I thought, what can I do?
At that moment, there seemed to be a book in my mind. I thought about it, and it was "family trouble 108". I finally thought of what it said. When the rice was burnt, I put an onion on it.
I thought, can this onion work? On second thought, the teacher taught us to try everything boldly, so I followed the rules. After a while, the rice really recovered its original taste. Through this incident, I learned a lot of knowledge and made me understand that I can't do anything half-heartedly.
When I recall these past events, I will never forget them. This is the most unforgettable thing for me.
Life is the sail that we use the spark of knowledge to push our thinking, the spark of wisdom to ignite our ideals, the romantic passion to create this beautiful life, and the powerful wings of science.
Taste life, taste the past, the past appears before my eyes like a rainbow, with seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple. ...
The most unforgettable thing composition 2
Childhood is picturesque, childhood is poetic and childhood is like a toy.
When I was five years old, I did an incredible thing and made people laugh. One day, I found my brother in a corner of my father's room door, eavesdropping on what they were saying. My brother asked my father, "Who has the most ink in his stomach and who is the most knowledgeable?" Dad said, "Yes, Confucius, for example, has a lot of ink in his stomach."
Hearing this, I immediately thought of an idea. After my brother and father went out, I ran to my father's room, picked up the ink, unscrewed the lid first, and then licked it. How bitter it is. I sneaked into the kitchen to get sugar. Then, I added sugar to the ink and drank all the ink at one go. Then, I shouted happily, "I finally have profound knowledge!" " "This cry came from the kitchen, call me mom. My mother quickly asked me, "What's the matter?" I said to my mother, "I drank a whole bottle of ink and finally learned a lot!" " "My mother said to me while looking for a wet towel," You silly child, how can you drink ink? " I have a question for my mother: "Dad clearly said that more ink in his stomach means more knowledge?" While wiping my face, my mother smiled and said, "Silly boy, when Dad said ink, he meant his own knowledge." I can't help blushing at this.
Looking back now, I feel particularly stupid. My childhood passed in the blink of an eye. I am a sixth-grade student now, but this childhood memory is unforgettable.
The most unforgettable thing composition 3
There may be many unforgettable things in my life, but I will never forget this one.
I remember it was a Sunday, and my parents went out on business. It's so hot that I'm alone in the oven-like house, pacing back and forth restlessly, and the idea of going out for a walk arises spontaneously, but where should I go? Preferably a place with air conditioning. By the way, the "library" has air conditioning and can read books. But the library is in the city, more than thirty miles from home! I used to be brought by adults, so I really dare not go alone. "Try it, everyone will have a first time, and people must learn to grow up by themselves." There is always a voice in my heart to encourage me. Anyway, I already know the way, so I will take the money and set off for the bus stop.
When I came to the library, I felt the cold air from the air conditioner. Ah, it's really cool. In a short time, I was immersed in the ocean of books.
With a strong hunger, I was brought back to reality. It's noon so soon, so it's time for me to eat. My wallet disappeared as soon as I touched my pocket. Suddenly, I felt like I had fallen into an ice kiln.
When I arrived at the gate, I got up my courage and wanted to make a public phone, but at noon, the woman in charge seemed to be burned by the scorching sun and told me to go away. "What should I do? What should I do? Can't go home! " I dragged my hungry body and squatted on the side of the road, clutching my hair tightly with my hands, and my brain was spinning rapidly. They were dug out one by one and ruthlessly evaporated by the scorching sun. I'm sweating with anxiety.
Just then, a gentle voice whispered in my ear, "What's wrong with you, little friend?"? Are you uncomfortable? " I looked up, and it turned out to be an ordinary old woman with white hair and kind eyes, and said, "Are you all right? I see you are sweating profusely and have been sitting here for a long time. " "Grandma, I'm fine, but my money was stolen and I can't go home." I said weakly. "Oh, nothing, I'm here to meet my grandson. Is this money enough for you? " As he spoke, he took out some crumpled five-dollar bills. This is really a timely help. I don't know what to say with the money my grandma handed me. "Thank you, grandma, you are a good man. I only need five yuan for the fare. How can I repay you? "
Grandma smiled and said, "Oh, no, it's just a small matter."
Looking at the back of grandma's departure, I not only feel that there are still many good people in this world.
The most unforgettable thing composition 4
Everyone will have an unforgettable thing in their hearts, ups and downs. Of course, I also have my own unforgettable things, which should be said to be "bitter".
I remember that time, I thought I would do well in our mid-term exam, but what happened next shocked me greatly. The teacher is announcing everyone's grades, and everyone is nervous. When the teacher read my name, he said: _x got 75 points in this exam, and I suddenly collapsed at this moment, because I thought I could get 85-90 points. Soon after, school was over. I thought: how badly I did in the mid-term exam, my mother will be furious and furious. So, I thought of a way: I can hide the test paper in the bookcase secretly, so that my mother can't see my mid-term test paper, then he won't know how many points I got in the exam, so I don't have to be scolded and beaten.
Then I took off my shoes when I got home, then I secretly took the test paper out of my schoolbag and put it in the bookcase in the study room. I feel that every step I do is intact, but I just can't remember that the teacher will use the school newsletter to send my children's exam results to their parents' mobile phones. I want to go to my mother's room and delete this. Unexpectedly, she was in the room, and her mother said, "You! I said, "I got 75 points. I'm sorry, mom. I shouldn't hide the test paper. You scold me and hit me. " But my mother actually said, "It doesn't matter. I didn't do well in this exam I will do better next time. Others say that failure is the mother of success. "Listen to my mother, I almost cried. I said, "Thank you, Mom. I will definitely study hard.
This is the most unforgettable thing for me! Do you like it?
The most unforgettable thing composition 5
In life, there are many things that we can't forget. Some move us, some make us happy, and some benefit us for life. I clearly remember an incident that happened in my second grade.
It was an afternoon, and the art teacher asked us to go home and draw a bird and a willow.
I came home, took out my pen and paper and began to draw. I drew the willow first, but I accidentally drew the branches thicker than the trunk. I had no choice but to tear up the paper. I picked up the pen and drew again. Although there was no mistake this time, the pen tip crossed and cut the paper in half, so I tore it up without hesitation. At this time, my mother happened to see it and quickly came over and said, "No, no,no." Do you know how paper is made? " I shook my head, and my mother said, "Papermaking needs a lot of water and electricity, as well as wood, so we should pay attention to saving." I said, "Never mind, we still have a lot of paper." My mother thinks I don't take it seriously and don't care about saving. Then he told me the story of Ma Liang: Once upon a time, there was a child named Ma Liang. His family was poor and had no money to buy paper and pens, but Ma Liang liked painting very much. When he went to collect firewood, he painted birds flying in the sky on the ground with branches; When he went fishing, he painted fish swimming in the water and grass on the beach. At home, I draw what I see. Finally, Ma Liang became a famous painter. After listening to this, I was very sad and felt that I was really a loser. Mother said, "It is good to know that you are wrong. You must pay attention in the future. "
Although it has been a long time, it has left a deep imprint on my heart. Through this incident, I have developed a good habit of thrift in all aspects of my life.