To write an essay about something memorable in a hurry

One of the things that touched me the most from the beginning of school to the present is that a little sister I didn't know helped me, and I have to start from spring.

The spring breeze blows thousands of willow silks with yellow leaves. The green grass, the green leaves, and all kinds of brightly colored flowers all gather together like a market, forming a glorious spring. The little swallows came from the south and added a lot of life to the spring.

Our school has carried out various activities related to spring, so that students can grow up healthily in enjoyable and meaningful activities.

I remember that on Friday last week, the sun was shining on the earth, and the school decided to hold a kite flying competition. After hearing the news in the morning, the cheers of the students can be imagined. Kites are pasted, kites are made, and they are ready to win glory for the class.

However, the weather was unpredictable, and the wind direction was uncertain that day, and I heard that the kite flying activity was canceled in the afternoon. The students were disappointed, and the teachers couldn't explain it. Later, the sky was beautiful, the wind resumed its orientation, it was really a matter of heaven, and we finally won the initiative and people had the spirit again.

After discussion, the teachers decided to resume kite flying, and the students were overjoyed when they heard the good news, and went straight to the playground to prepare to fly kites and win glory for the class.

A few friends and I each took kites to the playground, which had already become a sea of fun, and we were so fast that we didn't know what we had lost. Just then, an eager voice came from behind me: "Big sisters, please stop!"

I looked back and saw that a little sister was holding a wooden stick in her hand, panting in front of us, and said to me: "You went down the stairs too fast just now, and you didn't know a wooden stick fell from your kite bag, I will return this wooden stick to you now, I hope you can win glory for the class." After the little sister finished speaking, she turned around and left, and I looked at the wooden stick in my hand and said to her fading back

Little sister, thank you, I won't let you down, I will definitely be able to win glory for the class. "I went to the playground with a few good friends to fly kites, when I was flying kites, what my little sister said just now lingered in my mind, like an encouragement to me, a wooden stick, a kite can win glory for the class, this seems to be a small thing, but for me it is a deep and deep feeling, if the little sister does not return the wooden stick to me, what can I do in the kite competition?

There are so many stories in spring, especially in our campus, one after another little Lei Feng is growing, making spring infinite and vibrant.

Unforgettable things essay 450 words

When I braved the scorching heat to enter the examination room with anxiety, opened the Chinese exam paper, and saw an essay written on the topic of one, I remembered an incident that happened during the summer vacation that summer.

One day in the summer vacation, the wind and the sun are beautiful. My mother decided to take me to Changshu Xinhua Bookstore to buy books. I was so happy that I got up early and took the bus to Changshu.

In the car, there are many passengers, some of them are listening, some are eating snacks, and some are chatting. Suddenly, a special young man caught my eye: he was dressed stylishly, his blond hair stood up, and there were two holes in his jeans, which was said to be the current fashion.

The shoes are brand new white Nike sneakers, which makes people feel so disgusted when they look at them, I think, it's not like going to a beauty pageant, why are you wearing such cool. After a while, I heard a "wow", and then, a pungent smell greeted me, and I turned my head to see that it was a gray-haired old man huddled next to the young man's seat who vomited, and the vomited dirt was impartially vomited on the fashionable young man's pants and .......shoesAt this time, the old man panicked, and with trembling hands, he took out an old handkerchief from his pocket and was about to bend down to help the young man wipe it, and his mouth kept saying:

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! "I thought to myself that this young man must be furious and furious. But the truth surprised me, and it also made me look at the young man with admiration.

I saw that the young man said in a gentle tone: "Old uncle, it's okay, you get motion sickness, sit in my position, you see by the window, the wind outside will be very comfortable, you can rest and sleep." The old man thanked him repeatedly, tears flashing in his eyes.

At this time, the people in the car all cast approving glances at the young man, and I admired him very much.

It's been a long time since this happened, but the young man's actions often come to my mind. I also felt guilty about what I thought of that young man. Indeed, we can't just look at the surface, only look at the substance, but also look at the heart, and the beauty of the soul is the most important.

It was so memorable that I don't think I'll ever forget it.

In the long river of my memory, there are countless past events, joy, sadness, surprise, ridiculous ......They are like delicate shells, treasured in my mind, if I want to say the most full of childhood joy and fun shells, that is this ......

It was a summer day, the warm breeze of the summer day caressed everything, and from time to time there was a crisp and pleasant sound of insects around me, I got up early, walked alone in the woods, humming the nursery rhymes I had just learned, and gradually became one with nature. Suddenly, there was a rhythmic chirp in my ears, and I stopped singing, held my breath, and listened intently, and the cry gradually became clear. "Got it, got it...... got it"Ahh

It turned out that the cicadas were singing! A few days ago, Brother Zhang of the neighbor's house caught several cicadas, which were small and cute, and I still didn't want to let go after a long time. So, I ran home, got all the tools ready, and hopped back into the woods.

At this time, the woods seem so quiet, and the melodious chirping of cicadas adds a bit of elegance to this. I took a silent step, lurking under the tree.

I have long heard that cicadas are very alert, and if they hear the slightest disturbance, they will run away. Sure enough, I hugged the trunk of the tree and rose vertically and vertically, but the bamboo pole accidentally rubbed the leaves, and the cicadas had already flown away without a trace.

This time, I was more careful, gently and quietly climbed up the tree, just as the cicada was enjoying the sun and breeze, I quickly stretched out the bamboo pole, because of the sugar juice and became sticky gluten just touched the cicada, it firmly stuck to it, no matter how it struggled, it could not escape, just like that, a small and cute cicada came to my hand.

Ah, this is still a cicada that has just molted! With soft thin wings, an incomparably delicate body, and black pearl-like eyes, he is simply a living elf! I held it in my hand and couldn't help but sing happily again: "On the banyan tree by the pond, I know that the summer ...... is crying loudly."”

It's been a long time since this incident, but I still remember it vividly, and whenever I think of that scene, I always smile knowingly.