Essay on My Best Gift in 600 words! Thank you

The best gift.

I've always wished I could have a gift, I don't need it to be the best, but I'm sure it's the most precious. That's friendship. It's not as beautiful as love, it's not as great as family affection, but it's the rarest.

Friendship is like the warm sun in winter, bringing you warmth. Friendship will send you a quilt when it is cold, make you feel the warmth of your heart, and give you warmth.

Friendship is like a torch in the dark, bringing you hope. When you're lonely, when you're lonely, when you're helpless, when you're hopeless – friendship brings you light, brings you hope, brings you joy, brings you happiness. Take you from the center of the whirlpool of sorrow to the other side of the warm spring.

Friendship is a huge box, sharing happiness with you, happiness, and sharing your sorrows, your sadness.

Friendship brings you the warmth of the warm winter sun; It brings you a sense of relaxation in the hot summer; It also gives you the courage to move forward like the sun.

Friendship, which shares happiness with you when you are happy; Multiply happiness when you are happy; Break down difficulties when you are having them; help you chase it away when you're lonely; Give you encouragement when you're down.

Everyone needs the most sincere and pure friendship. No one can afford to lose their friendship. Therefore, we will cherish our friendship well. Because friendship is the best, most precious, and most unmissable gift that God has given to each of us.

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Write about your most memorable and meaningful gift.

In the blink of an eye, the door of childhood has been closed to me. Recalling the past, there are joys and sorrows, happiness, and vitality......But there is one thing that I remember vividly.

On the afternoon of the week, because there were guests in the evening, my mother took me to the farmer's market, which was crowded with people, because I still had to buy fountain pens. In desperation, we came to a small vegetable stall on the side of the road to buy vegetables. The stall owner is an old man, and at first glance he knows that he is an authentic old farmer who has suffered a lot of weather.

Mom went up to ask for the price and began to negotiate with him. But the vegetable seller was calculating, and he refused to lower the half-dime. I was impatiently urging my mother next to me, and my mother was also anxious, so she hurriedly weighed the food and paid for it, and left in a hurry.

Who knew that halfway through, my mother found that the key was missing, what should I do? There will be more guests coming later! Thinking of this, my mother had a disappointed expression on her face.

You must have forgotten it in that stall, and if you lose something, who will return it to you, let alone the old man who cares about it. You think you're unlucky! ”

After a fierce ideological struggle, my mother decided to go back and try our luck, so we ran in the direction of the market again.

It was late afternoon when I got there, and there weren't many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, his eyes looking around, as if waiting for someone. My mom and I walked up, and the old man recognized us, and he handed the key to her with his calloused hand, and she nodded to him knowingly, and all three of us smiled happily.

Looking at the simple old man in front of me, what else can I say? A sense of guilt arises. I wish the old man a safe life!

In life, we receive many gifts, but the most memorable one for me is the one I gave to myself.

I remember one time, our class held a mathematics test, and the test was the first unit of the first semester of the sixth grade, "Cones and Cylinders", which was our first mathematics test this semester, so the students attached great importance to it, but I didn't think so, I thought that as long as I could get excellent, it would not affect the final evaluation.

When the exam started, I finished the questions as quickly as I could, thinking, it's too easy, I'm sure I'll get a full score.

The next day, the test paper was sent down, I picked up the test paper with confidence, and when I saw it, I was stunned! There are three places on the test paper that clearly say -3, and I only scored 91 points! This is the worst math score I've ever had in my life!

Although I didn't care much about it at first, after getting the roll, for some reason, my nose was a little sour and my throat was a little choked.

I froze and looked at the paper carefully, reading the wrong questions many, many times. The more I looked, the more anxious I looked, the more I wanted to cry, and I couldn't help it, so I ran to the toilet and cried bitterly. After a while, much better, I crouched on the ground and remembered the question I had wronged.

I got three mistakes, one of which was a miscalculation, and I actually multiplied 8 times 10; Find the volume of the cone in one place, forget to divide by 3; There is also a unit conversion error. Almost all of them are low-level mistakes, and I can't help but feel ridiculous.

I wiped away my tears and returned to the classroom, still frowning, my good friend Xiaohong saw that I was unhappy, walked over, comforted me, and said, "It's okay, although you didn't get the best, but you are also in 90!" You can take this exam as a lesson and fight for it later.

So this time is actually a good thing for you! "After listening to Xiaohong's words, I cheered up, and I thought: Although I didn't do well in this exam, I got a lesson and gained a lot!

Since then, I have carried this paper with me every day, and I have taken it as a gift to myself. Whenever I see it, I will be calm and calm, reminding myself not to be careless in doing things; I see it every time I fail, and I remind myself: it's okay, it's going to succeed next time; Whenever I see it when I succeed, I remind myself:

People can't succeed every time, and they must not be proud ......

A thin piece of paper, but it seems so heavy, its meaning is long-lasting, and it will definitely benefit me for the rest of my life. Isn't this "gift" much more valuable than other gifts?

When I was a child, I received countless gifts from my parents, and there were many of them. But this gift is the most beautiful gift.

After school, I walked out of the gate with my tired body, and suddenly it rained, it was very big, and I was also very afraid, some of my classmates' parents came to pick him up, and my parents worked outside all the year round, I was very afraid, there was thunder, I was anxiously waiting, as if waiting for an angel to send an umbrella, but this was impossible, the classmates were gone, home was far away, and today I could only wait for the rain to stop.

It's more than trying to go against me.