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Topic: Remember one thing.
There is one thing I have not forgotten to this day.
When I was in the third grade, in a Chinese painting class, we made tabloids, I dyed the four sides of the tabloid with gold dust, and drew a lifelike dragon in the middle, the words mentioned at the end of the payment can be comparable to the teacher's words, when I was almost finished, the back of my table touched my desk, my hand shook, the brush fell on the paper with a snap, the ink splashed the whole tabloid, I was so angry that my hands trembled, my face changed from red to purple, I slapped the table hard, and suddenly jumped up, yelled at the tablemate, "What are you doing? You've ruined our group's entire work!
As I spoke, my muscles burst out.
When my classmates saw me, they turned their faces, ignoring the past feelings, and said fiercely, "What's the big deal, wouldn't it be nice if you painted another one?" Is it necessary for you to be so angry with me?
I was dumbfounded by her question, so I had to draw another one. I pressed the brush hard as I painted, and I wanted to go up and hit her, but I couldn't see her unreasonable look.
After school, I put my hands in my pockets, my heart was sullen, and I kicked the small stones on the side of the road as I walked. That's when I met her, pretended not to look at her, and walked past her. She wanted to say something to me, but seeing that I ignored her, she didn't say anything, and walked away silently.
In fact, I thought to myself: Hurry up, Wang Xintong, hurry up and apologize to others! What are you still doing?
I didn't dare to act even though I thought about it, for fear that she would quarrel with me again. I thought to myself, "Why are you so cowardly?
Say to your face that maybe she'll forgive you! ”
We were best friends. If there is something delicious, she will share some with me; If there is a topic that I don't know, she will patiently explain the topic for me like a teacher. But now, alas!
Today, when I think about it, I still feel ashamed, but it's a pity that I didn't say sorry to her in the first place.
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As the saying goes: "When the hearts of the people are united, Mount Tai moves." "There is strength in numbers.
…These words fully illustrate the importance of cooperation and educate us that we must cooperate in order to get things done. Speaking of cooperation, then ants should deservedly become the "representatives" of cooperation. Why?
There's one more important thing to talk about.
I remember one time when I found a bug in a flower pot at home. I hurriedly caught it, thinking that the bugs were not good-looking and useless, so I threw them away and threw them next to an ant hole. I looked at it and came up with an idea:
Look at the ants. So, I lay down and stared intently at the ant hole. After a while, I finally couldn't take it anymore and just wanted to leave.
However, the ant saw that it could not move the worm, so it walked back into the hole. I wondered: will it give up because the food is too big?
But this time it was unexpected. The ant actually brought a large group of ants out of the hole, and the "army" of ants went to the insects with "high morale". They work in unison to lift the bugs.
Hey! Hey! Yes!
The bugs were lifted up by them! I looked at them closely: each ant raised its tiny arms and lined up in a neat line.
With that bent arm, it seems that every ant is doing its best, contributing to the "team" and everyone. Seeing this, I seem to have become an ant, fighting for the final "victory"! I silently cheered them on in my heart.
Hey! Hey! It worked!
They finally brought home the "loot"! At this time, I am also happy for them, and I feel the joy of success......
Yes! Isn't it possible for the ants to work together to carry food home? They have no selfish motives and are well-deserved "representatives of cooperation".
Although the ants are small, they bring us a lot of inspiration. Let's unite and learn from the ants and learn from their precious spirit!
It's OK to write one that I remember the most.
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