Essay My Unforgettable Experience Hurry up and !! Everybody help

I can't do that.

Cheating, for a student, is stealing other people's knowledge, a bad behavior, so the teacher has taught us to be an honest person since childhood.

This day is the final exam, the city's unified examination, as soon as I entered the examination room, I felt that the atmosphere was so heavy, all the students were working hard, working hard, walking next to the seat, sitting on the seat, just relaxed and took a breath, I saw the invigilator holding the paper and walked in, because I sat in the last row, the teacher said what I didn't hear, but I felt the nervousness of the students after getting the paper.

"The exam paper has been sent out, and the first thing the students do after getting the paper is to look at the difficulty of the question." One look, ah! No, it's so hard to dig up, I was dumbfounded.

Almost at the same time, the other fellow He Xue also showed helpless expressions. Thinking about it, it seemed that there was not the slightest possibility of changing the paper, so I started to write and did it.

Yes! I didn't expect the question to be so difficult! I just finished the first question, I already have a question that I can't do, what should I do?

Suddenly, I heard a whisper in my ear, and I turned my head to see the Disturbance Sect, and there were no more than four classmates copying each other! At this moment, my heart shook slightly, should I join their team? As soon as I asked myself, I got two different ones, one was saying loudly to me, cheating is not a bright act, it is stealing the knowledge that others have exchanged for sweat, even if it is copied correctly, it is meaningless, you can't do this; And the other side said:

Go ahead, you don't know each other anyway, they don't know who you are! The two forces were like two armies, debating with each other, and in the end, I decided to use my own ability to face the problem, because I think I usually work hard enough, so those topics that I think are difficult must not be easy for others to do.

The test paper came down, and I did well in the exam, although it wasn't very good, but I didn't cheat that day, and I beat him.

On Wednesday, April 25th, during the morning self-study, the homeroom teacher Mr. Zhou announced: "Please get ready, and immediately lead everyone to the Nanjing Qixia District Taxation Bureau!" Upon hearing this, the students were happy at first, and then confused

We're here today to learn about taxes! This time, instead of the previous joy, the students fell into a deep question: what is a tax?

What's the use? With questions, the students threw themselves into another form of intense study. The teacher who taught us this time was a tax cadre sent by the tax bureau, and this uncle carefully explained the content of ** to us in standard Mandarin, and every student listened carefully, and the pen in his hand was recording rapidly. From time to time, some students stopped their pens and pressed their heads tightly to the notebooks of other students.

It turned out that there were some words that they couldn't write, and they didn't even understand their uncle's words, so they simply "plagiarized" other classmates' words, so that they could come quickly and remember accurately. There are also some students who have developed the habit of carrying a voice recorder with them, and as soon as they hear that their uncle has started to explain, they immediately turn on the switch and stick the voice recorder directly to their uncle, as if they can't record all the content of the explanation without touching their uncle's mouth.

It didn't feel like it was long, and my uncle's explanation was over. However, the students were still interested, many of them still pestered their uncle to ask this and that, and some of them either couldn't write or remembered inaccurately, so they simply handed the notebook and pen to the uncle. Ay!

It's so hard for that uncle! That uncle was really cooperative, responsive, and happy to keep his classmates together. At this time, I suddenly thought that I still had important things to do, so I walked back with other students along the route I had just taken, and carefully read and recorded them again one by one, one by one.

This time, my painting expertise can be shown, and I will quickly draw it with stick figures for some important content, and then add a brief introduction to the content next to the painting. Some of the drawings are originally in the form of comics, and I like them so much that I just try to copy them! Before I knew it, I was walking out the door when I first came in.

At this point, I was in deep thought, thinking about the scramble of the other classmates, and then looking at my own lingering, and feeling that everyone had to write down everything they saw and heard in order to feel at ease. It's incredible! What's even more incredible is that in the short leisure time when everyone gathered to prepare for returning to school, the students were still comparing with each other, correcting, and recording, and even fighting for red-facedness.

The pen never left his hand, the argument continued, and in the rustling of records, in the fierce dispute, the car started and drove quickly to the school with this lively scene.

This study experience made me particularly unforgettable, because I not only knew that taxation is a kind of distribution of social products by the state in accordance with the law by virtue of political power in order to realize its functions, and that taxation can raise national revenue, regulate the distribution of social resources, and supervise the social economy, etc., but also deeply realized that for our students, we should take this visit as a starting point to continue to work hard to learn more tax knowledge and cultivate ourselves into good citizens with taxpayer consciousness.

With that unforgettable time like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle" The life of primary school is coming to an end in a blink of an eye, and I really miss it a little when I think back to the unforgettable life of primary school. In my elementary school life, a lot of things happened, and they were like shells. Some are dazzling, others are dark.

I'm about to leave my bright and spacious classroom; It's almost time to leave the picturesque campus; I was about to leave the teachers and classmates who got along with me day and night, and I couldn't help but have all kinds of unforgettable emotions in my heart. Because in the past six years, that person has left me with indelible memories.

Let's take the unforgettable event of traveling to Zhongshan City during the winter vacation of the fifth grade. That time, we went to Hong Kong with a tour group without our parents and teachers. Originally, we were going to relax happily, but because of a small incident, I got into a big fight with my classmates.

Here's how it happened: at the beginning, two classmates in our class were quarreling, and then I went to persuade another classmate to fight, but the persuasion became the two of us quarreling, and then the two of us began to fight because of a rage, and finally "both lost, bruised all over the body", each returned to his room, and then played for a few days because of this incident affected the mood of the two of us, and then think about it carefully, everyone classmates, it's really not worth fighting for such a trivial matter, And it was the friendship between our classmates that made us apologize to each other and admit our mistakes.

We quarrel on the spur of the moment over a trivial matter, and that's because we're immature. And then we reconciled again, and that was because we both had a tolerant heart and were able to tolerate each other's shortcomings. It was something I will never forget, and it taught me how to get along with others and how to cherish that friendship.

I will never forget my primary school life, and I will never forget what my primary school life has taught me.

Growing up, I had a partner who stayed with me. It gave me confidence when I failed; It gives me courage when I am discouraged; It gives me comfort ....... when I'm sadIt is the famous saying that failure is the mother of success!

When I was discouraged by my mistake in the exam, facing the bright red "X", listening to the cynicism of my classmates, and looking at the disappointed eyes of my parents, I cried and lost confidence in myself. Suddenly, the famous saying flashed through my mind - failure is the mother of success! It dawned on me:

Who hasn't failed? Fall down, get up again! So, I pulled myself back together, turned my tears into sweat, studied diligently, asked questions if I didn't understand, and finally got excellent results in another exam.

Yes! Quotes, I thank you!

When I tried hard to do something and failed repeatedly, I was so angry that I locked myself in a small room and cried incessantly, I hated myself, I hated myself for not being angry, I hated myself for not being talented, and I even hated how my parents gave birth to such a stupid me. Suddenly, a bright light lit in my heart - failure is the mother of success! I was stunned:

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? There are no mountains that can't be climbed, and there are no dangerous shoals that can't be crossed! So I wiped away my tears and went back to drying.

The hard work paid off, and finally, I succeeded! Yes! Quotes, I thank you!

When I tarnished my class honor because I was not meticulous in my work, I was so ashamed that I wanted to get headlong into the cracks. Tears of remorse flowed silently down my face, and my heart wept as I failed to live up to my teacher's expectations of me. At this time, "Failure is the mother of success!"

This famous quote gently opened the door of my heart, and I suddenly became enlightened: What are you afraid of if you do something wrong? Just correct it in time!

After that, I worked harder, and later on, I was rated as an excellent team leader. Yes! Quotes, I thank you!

This good friend has been with me for six springs, summers, autumns and winters, helping me through one rapids after another. Now, I neatly copy it down and stick it on my desk. It will become an inextinguishable beacon in my life's journey, forever guiding me to chop the waves and sail to the other side of success!

Living Surrounded by Love There are many things that have faded into my mind, but there is still one thing that I will never forget. It made me realize that I was so blessed to live surrounded by love.

When I was in fifth grade, one Friday morning, I couldn't eat anything and went to school on an empty stomach. When I arrived at school, my classmates were happy as usual, but my stomach suddenly became uncomfortable.

The first class was a Chinese class, and the teacher listened to the class. When I walked into the classroom, I saw that my classmates were already sitting on the ground with their backs straight. In the last row of the classroom, several teachers sat with serious expressions.

The classroom was silent, and there was not even the sound of flipping books. I suddenly became nervous, and quickly sat down on the seat of Zhengji Zen, enduring the abdominal pain and straightened my back. As usual, the teacher asked us to read the text first and think about the problem.

When I opened the book, I panicked, I forgot to preview the text last night, I was naturally timid and didn't dare to ask questions, what should I do when the teacher calls me? Thinking of this, I panicked for a while, my face was hot, and my brain seemed to be filled with paste. At that moment, I felt a feeling of vomiting, and streams of sour liquid kept pouring up my throat.

But I swallowed it back, and my hand tapped my stomach hard, and my body felt a little more comfortable.

After a while, I started to feel bad again, and this time I couldn't help it, so I vomited, and then I lay on the ground unconscious, not knowing anything. When I woke up, I found that the teachers and classmates were all around me, a pair of concerned eyes staring at me, I heard the whispers of the classmates around me, seeing that I woke up, they were happy, some of the classmates began to help me clean up the desk, and some of the classmates asked me what was wrong. At that time, I was lying in the teacher's arms, and the teacher patted me gently with his hand, asked me if I was better, and told me that I had called my parents **, and told me not to worry.

At this moment, I felt the warm hand of the teacher and the heartfelt concern of the classmates. The teachers sent me to the principal's office to rest, and when the principal saw it, he hurriedly greeted me, and after asking about the situation, he immediately brought a cup of hot water, and said with concern: "Little classmate, let's drink some water first, sit down and rest for a while, it will be fine.......""At that time, I didn't know how to be grateful to the principal, the principal who was not smiling in my eyes suddenly became taller, she was so amiable!

They care so much about their students! At this moment, I can't put into words how I feel, I can only drink water, and drink this steaming glass of loving water.

Soon, my dad arrived sweating profusely and rushed me to the hospital. On the way home from the hospital, I couldn't help but think: it turns out that there is love everywhere around me, and I live surrounded by love, how happy I am!