At that moment, I remember it in my heart 10

Brother, the bounty is too low, 100.

I do it absolutely for you, and I guarantee originality.

At that moment, let me remember the composition of the high school entrance examination as follows:

The cloudy sky for days, when it cleared at first glance, appeared particularly conspicuous and clear, crystal blue, and the huge moon, like a freshly washed crystal ball, hung on the velvety canopy, slowly rising, and scattered the wisps of clear light to the earth without hesitation.

The dark night seemed to be brightened by the moon.

I couldn't stay at home, so I went for a walk in the park near my home, the night was mixed with a few cool breezes, I couldn't help but shiver, hugged my arms, ready to go home, just walked together, my eyes glanced to the side, and saw a person next to the garbage can next to the big tree was looking for something, I was a little scared, and I wanted to take a look.

So I tiptoed closer to see that my back was a little rickety, I looked very thin, my clothes were thin, my shoes were worn to the bottom, I was rummaging through the garbage cans, and I had long forgotten the cold night. He had his back to me and I wanted to see what he looked like. When I got closer, it was an old man, about fifty years old, a beam of moonlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves of the big tree, shining on his head, making his head full of white hair, shining and protruding cheekbones, making his face even older, a pair of big and panicked eyes that had been staring at the trash can and never left, the thick lips were dry and chapped, the wrinkles on his face were like a thousand dry riverbeds, and a pair of big hands were even more unbearable.

What was he looking for? A voice in my heart couldn't help but make me not take half a step, and the old man muttered something again, but I didn't hear it clearly. At this time, the old man's hand stopped for a while, the solemn expression on his face relaxed slightly, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he smiled, and I followed his hand to see a letter, on which a few words were written crookedly:

Grandpa, are you okay? I miss you so much. I'll definitely go back to see you next year.

My heart fluttered, he had spent so long just for a piece of paper, which might be just a piece of paper for me, and to the old man that it was all his hopes and desires.

The autumn night is no longer cold, and the moon is no longer cold, but it is warmed by the old man's heart.

At that moment, I will remember the stuffy sun slippery.

On a clear night, the moon, accompanied by countless stars, looks down on the earth. The warm wind gently blows on my face. I sat quietly on the steps, looking at the poetic night sky, and my thoughts were full of thoughts, and I couldn't help but think of that unforgettable event again.

It was a beautiful sunny day, but on this day, a sudden disaster happened! In the Wenchuan region of Sichuan, the grade ** occurred. When I heard the news, I couldn't calm down, and I was paying attention to the situation in the disaster area all the time.

After receiving the report of the disaster, ** immediately convened a meeting and sent people to the scene to organize rescue. The vivid images were broadcast on television and in the newspapers, and the shocking scenes are still fresh in my memory. My heart has been surrounded by all kinds of emotions, and my heart has been difficult to calm down for a long time, and I can't wait to put on my wings and fly to the disaster area to participate in the disaster relief.

After the disaster, various units carried out donation activities, and everyone actively donated money and materials.

At the site of the earthquake relief charity performance, the donation box was full of people; The community's donation booth was full of people; The donated materials have been piled up into a mountain, and it is really "one side is in trouble, and all sides support". Our school also took action to organize teachers and students to donate. On the day of the donation, everyone was very excited, and they were happy and proud to be able to do a little bit for the disaster area and contribute their modest efforts.

At the same time, everyone is also very serious, and they feel sorry for the compatriots who died in the disaster area. One by one, we lined up and solemnly put the love of elementary school students in the capital into the box. I quietly lined up in the line, holding the few pocket money in my hand, full of wishes in my heart, walked to the donation box with heavy steps, and solemnly put the money into the donation box.

It's not just RMB that I put in, it's my admiration for my partners in the disaster area; That's my heartfelt wish to my partners in the disaster area; That's my affection for my friends in the disaster area; That is my eternal longing for my friends who have left us in the disaster area......Looking at the endless stream of donation teams and walking past the donation boxes one after another, I seemed to see: the number of teaching buildings after the reconstruction of the disaster area is increasing day by day, and I can hear the sound of students reading aloud and laughing on campus; Bright smiling faces decorate the happy campus; Something interesting happens every day ......This beautiful picture gradually became clear in my mind. Although the donation of each of us is not much, but countless small selves, gathered into a strong us, will become a huge help.

Our actions are to give each piece of love and form an ocean of love, which is enough to make the people in the disaster area feel warmth and happiness.

If everyone gives a little love, the world will be a better place." Oh, yes! With a little love, the disaster area will be a better place.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it has been a semester in the third year of junior high school, looking at the students who are doing the questions seriously in the examination room, listening to the rustling sound of the rolls, and recalling the ups and downs of the past six months in the third year of junior high school, my heart is full of emotion. In the third year of junior high school, I felt extremely heavy pressure in a key class, and these invisible pressures were like carrying a person of more than 100 pounds on your back every day, walking forward with heavy steps. During the day, nine classes were dull, and after school only one conclusion was drawn - tired.

However, at night, I had to do that mountain of homework with a deep sense of sleepiness, and I had to stay up until one o'clock every night and get up to school at six o'clock in the morning. This is true even on Saturdays and Sundays. In addition to these tiredness, I also have to bear the ups and downs of my grades, and every result, whether it is a big or small test, will be linked to the high school entrance examination.

It made me feel extremely nervous. The writer is in the third year of junior high school, and he suffers in it. Although there are many hardships in the third year of junior high school, there are also many things that make me happy.

It is a great gain to be admitted to this key class, the atmosphere of this class is very harmonious, and everyone is a person who loves to read. Even the students who are usually very naughty take the class, the teacher, and the study very seriously. And everybody's character is very good.

It's a different feeling, it's very comfortable, it's very harmonious, it's happy. In the third year of junior high school, my parents cared more about me. At night, whenever I was struggling, my father would gently pat me on the shoulder and say, come on.

And my mother will bring me a cup of hot milk tea, drink it, my stomach is warm, and my heart is sweet. People are in the third year of junior high school, and they are happy. In the third year of junior high school, half a year has passed, and let us work hard in the next half year, so that we can live a brilliant life in the third year of junior high school, and there is a trace of sweetness in the bitter days.

Everything is in earnest, serious.