A real experience essay about 400 words must be fast

In this survey, I was assigned to the "blind alley" group. With my father's support, my mother and I came to Xinjiekou to shoot the "Blind Road" that was occupied.

On the street, there is a special passage paved with dots or long strips of tiles – this is called the "blind alley". I learned from reading the relevant information that blind people help them walk by experiencing the bumps on the walkway. When walking on it, if there is a long strip of bumps under your feet, it means that there is no obstacle ahead; If there is a dot-like bump, it means stopping or turning.

It is precisely because of the special "blind road" that blind people have a clear sense of direction when walking.

Then I closed my eyes and experienced what it feels like for a blind person to walk on the road. But even with the help of the blind path under my feet, my mind was still blank when I closed my eyes, and I always felt that something was going to hit me. Thanks to my mother's help, I managed to make it a short stretch of the road that seemed like a "long journey" to me.

It seems that it is not easy for blind people to walk! I sighed from the bottom of my heart. But on this already difficult road, I saw a row of bicycles, and my eyes seemed to be the scene of a blind man walking this road. I can't think about it anymore!

Along the way, I found that the blind road has either become a pedestrian road, or a "parking lot", and some roads even have no blind roads at all, no wonder the newspapers say that going out has become a big headache for blind people. So, I took out my camera and captured this chilling scene.

We all know that the purpose of laying blind alleys in cities is to help people with disabilities participate in social activities. The setting of the blind alley reflects the care and love of the society for the disadvantaged groups. But those occupy the blind lanes.

Whether the person who destroys the blind road is condemned by his conscience, and whether he thinks that it is not easy for the blind to go out. Therefore, we should not walk on the blind road or occupy the blind road, so as not to affect the walking of the blind, bring inconvenience to the blind, and even bring serious consequences.

Through this experience, I deeply realized the difficulties of blind people. Here, I sincerely appeal to everyone: "Respect and care for people with disabilities, and remember not to occupy the blind alley!" ”

There is an experience called joy, there is an experience called bitterness, there is an experience called dedication, there is a kind of experience.

Experience is called strong ......And that time, I really realized what happiness is.

In elementary school, the first time I came into contact with the word "happiness", how the teacher said, I was still vague about its meaning, thinking that it was just an ordinary word, when I was a child, naughty and willful, I only cared about myself, and I didn't know the blessing in the blessing, but there was one thing that forever changed my view of the word "happiness" and my young and willful me.

I remember that it was in winter, a cold day with a howling wind, and even the house was cold. In the middle of the night, I woke up from the cold, and I kicked the quilt away. I got up and wanted to cover the quilt, but I felt that my head hurt so much, and I didn't have any strength in my body, so I had no choice but to wake up my mother, who was only wearing a thin pajamas, and didn't even have time to put on a piece of clothing, so she hurried here.

My mother covered me with the quilt and asked, "What's wrong?" I said

It's very uncomfortable, headache. Mom said, "Maybe it's a cold!"

After that, she went and brought me some cold medicine, and after I took it, my mother asked again, "Are you better?" "I said to my mother

Much better, I'm fine. Mom, go to bed and leave me alone. Mom smiled and said

It's okay, don't worry about me, you go to sleep! "With my mother with me, I fell asleep after a while, and I slept very sweetly.

The next morning, I woke up very early, I felt very comfortable, I turned my face sideways, my mother sat on the edge of the bed and accompanied me all night, so cold, she was still wearing only the pajamas, maybe she was too tired, lying on the side of the bed and falling asleep, I tried not to wake her, but she still woke up, I saw the red bloodshot in her eyes, a warm current surged into my heart, my eyes were moist, my mother saw that I was awake, and dragged her tired body to cook for me, the tears in my eyes couldn't stop flowing down, It was tears of happiness, tears of happiness, and from that moment I understood that happiness is to have a good family, happiness is to be able to live happily with relatives, and happiness is to have a grateful heart......

Mom, it is you who have given me life, it is you who have let me know that I am happy, and it is you who have cared for me and cared for my ...... again and againNow that I'm older, I want to say to you:

Mom, I love you!

I'm eleven years old this year, and I've always been doing things with my parents, and I hope that one day I'll be able to do something like an adult. Just last week, I really "went it alone"!

It's Saturday, and it's time for my composition and math classes again, but a new problem suddenly arises: because my parents have very important things to do, they can't accompany me to class, so I volunteered: "I don't need you to accompany me, I'll go by myself!" As soon as I finished speaking, my parents looked at me in surprise as if they didn't know me. But they all agreed. Before leaving, my mother repeatedly told me to be careful not to run a red light when crossing the street!

Don't slip in class, listen carefully, my mother helped me carry my schoolbag and bring it**. At this point, I felt like a soldier about to go to war! I started to set off with all my arms, and soon, I arrived at my destination, Zhonglan Office Building, and immediately reported on my mobile phone:

I've arrived safely at my destination. "After the Olympiad class, I immediately reported to my mother, and then went to another classroom to continue the class. I took these two classes very seriously because I felt that I had to reassure my parents.

After class, when my mother came to pick me up, she was very happy to see me packing my schoolbag alone, and praised me for growing up.

Experiencing this little thing made me truly experience the taste of success and happiness!