She gave me the impression that she was 300 words fast

I want to contribute I have seen as many people as stars in the sky, but there is only one star, which is really unforgettable, and that star is her.

She is very delicate, with slightly shorter hair, and likes to wear a golden hair to make her slightly golden hair look more beautiful.

She has something that grown-ups don't have, and she has a strange temper - sometimes docile like a rabbit, sometimes fierce like a leopard. But if you don't have her in your study life, it will be a lot less fun.

She has big grape-like eyes, a mouth that can say things that fascinate us, a straight nose that makes people feel beautiful with the whole, a pair of symmetrical ears, two eyebrows that look like willow leaves, and long eyelashes, much like a doll.

Her first impression to me was that she was very kind, childlike, and not naïve. She had a lot of fun when she was writing, stopping to think about it, wrinkling her forehead, and laughing to herself. She was very serious about grading her homework, for fear of correcting a word or punctuation mistake.

She, my first impression was cute and innocent. When someone said that she had a beautiful voice, she laughed and said that her voice was like breaking copper. When she sings, as long as someone says that she sings well, she can't sing if she doesn't want a high note.

She always taught us some new tricks, so that as a student, I couldn't figure out what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd.

She is the driving force for me to learn. When we make mistakes, she doesn't ask us to ask our parents or scare us with expulsion, but she uses examples to inspire us to recognize our mistakes and correct them.

Hahaha! Hahaha! I said silently in my heart. What makes me so happy? Oh, it turned out that I scored 100+5 in math!

Before the exam, I was restless, my heart was pounding, and my mind was racing: What questions will come up this time? Can I get it all right? Oh my God, I'm nervous!

During the exam, I only heard the sound of pencils rubbing on the desk, and my classmates were nervously answering questions, and I was no exception. When I saw that I was at the same table, she was thinking about a certain question! My mood relaxed a little for a while, and the heavy stone in my heart finally let go.

Why? She can't do such a simple question, and it's a basic question! However, I really did it to myself, and I also didn't know one of the questions, so this time it was her turn to laugh at me!

After a while, I figured out this question, and this question is too difficult!

I finally finished the test paper, but I didn't expect that I was the second time to hand in the paper, and I wasted so much time! The first to submit the paper is Mei Yilong, and the teacher is now approving it.

The teacher compared mine with Mei Yilong, and found that Mei Yilong had a little mistake, so it was 98+5, and I was not wrong, so it was 100+5, you think about it, how proud and proud I was at that time!

Shouldn't this pride come naturally?

Dad, what are you doing? I know that I will continue to write right away, go right away, go right away, really go right away, go right away?

There are many people in my life who have said a lot to me, but the one that impresses me the most is what our Chinese teacher said: "If you can't change the world, you have to change yourself".

I remember that it was the second semester of the third grade, I was busy studying, and I couldn't hold my head up with a lot of homework day after day, and some classmates came to me to play ball, and I said "I don't want to"; Come to me for a bike and I say "don't"; When a classmate asked me to attend a birthday party, I replied with "thank you". At that time, I was like an outdated goose, breaking away from the group, flapping its wings in the sky alone, and struggling to fly.

It's the first semester of another year, and I'm gradually relaxing my studies and having time to play with my peers. At this time, I suddenly found that my classmates suddenly stopped playing with me, and when I walked by, they still felt annoyed to turn around.

My world has suddenly become a lot colder, from the time I used to be here to the current unattended, my popularity seems to have fallen from the peak to the trough. I always hope that my classmates will come and chat with me and play games, but almost no one does this, and I am very disappointed that I have been in a state of decline ever since.

The Chinese teacher noticed this phenomenon, and when I was about to enter a low point, she called me and said to me in a serious voice: "If you can't change the world, you have to change yourself." "I memorized it, and I remembered it.

I thanked the teacher and finally knew what I should do.

The next day, when the Chinese teacher selected someone in the class to publish a newspaper, I immediately raised my hand. The teacher was very happy and called me by name and asked me to publish a newspaper with a few other classmates. A few days later, as soon as the recitation competition ended, I moved the tables and chairs where the judges were sitting back to the conference room with a few classmates. The math teacher asked for math homework, and I rushed to do ......

Later, I found that many of my classmates were close to me, and the classmates who had been estranged from me gradually changed their faces. I've learned that when we're at a low point, it's not just about waiting, it's about changing ourselves and working hard so that we can get amazing results.

Today, the teacher's words are still imprinted in my heart, and I will always remember what my Chinese teacher said to me: "If you can't change the world, you have to change yourself." It is a sentence that I will always remember, and it is the sentence that I remember the most.

There is a car repair shop opposite our house, and the car mechanic is a deaf and mute person, although I always pass by this car repair shop every day when I go to school, but I have never seen this car repair master with my eyes.

One winter evening, I was watching TV after finishing my homework, only to hear the knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw a man in dirty, torn clothes, his face covered in putty, who was the mechanic. He anxiously kept gesturing with his hands, and his mouth made a "ahhhhhh

I didn't understand what he meant, the more I listened, the more I didn't understand, the more he screamed, and the louder he screamed, I saw that he was a deaf and dumb man, and it was so late, I was really a little scared, so I quickly shook my hand at him and closed the door. Through the door, I heard him knock on the door of his neighbor's house again.

In the evening, Mom and Dad came back, and at the dinner table, Dad suddenly remembered that the bicycle broke down at noon, and he pushed the bicycle to the repair assistant to repair it, but he still hasn't taken it back. I suddenly remembered the scene when the mechanic came to knock on the door, and it turned out that he was looking for the owner of the car! My dad and I immediately dropped our jobs, put on our coats, and ran to the garage, only to see the mechanic standing in the biting cold wind, and it was our bicycle next to it.

Dad hurriedly stepped forward, the car mechanic took Dad's hand to the street lamp, looked carefully, recognized Dad as the owner, silently took out the key from his pocket, and stuffed it into Dad's hand. Dad held the hands of the car mechanic, and shouted and said to the mechanic: "Thank you so much, you can go home with this lock on the car."

As if he understood what his father meant, the mechanic took out a pen and paper from his pocket with his frozen hands, and wrote a few words on it: "I'm afraid you will use the car at night." ”

My eyes were moist at that time, thinking of the scene of him going door to door looking for the owner of the car, thinking of him waiting for the arrival of the car owner for a long time in the biting cold wind. He was just an ordinary person, but his dedication impressed me deeply and I will never forget it.

lz, no matter whether others answer well or not, you can't scold people, besides, you want 300 words, the number of words is enough, and the article is also in line with it, no one will answer your questions like you, you are not good at learning, you are not qualified.

People are kind enough to help you, alas, no quality, no education!

On the road of my growth, many things happened, among which what happened between me and my classmate Xiao Chen left a deep impression on me.

It was the first semester of the third grade, and I didn't know Xiao Chen very well. Although we have been classmates for three years, we don't talk much and don't communicate much. He loves to talk, but he doesn't talk to me, he has good academic performance, good character, and makes people feel very sunny, but I only think he is an ordinary classmate of mine.

But there is one thing that takes the relationship between us one step further.

It was in a physical education class, and a few of us were playing basketball together, and Xiao Chen was among them. Just as I was having fun, I was hit on my middle finger by a flying basketball, and I crouched down in pain, tears rolling in my eyes. The friends all gathered around and asked with concern

Are you okay? I shook my head and didn't speak. At this time, Xiao Chen came over to look at my painful expression, patted me on the shoulder, and said:

Don't worry, it's just a little blood, put it in the water, soak it for a while, and you'll be fine. After that, he led me to the faucet, put my hand under the faucet, and after flushing, dried my hands with a paper towel and put on a band-aid, my heart was very touched.

Since then, I took the initiative to talk to Xiao Chen, and after school and school together, I became a pair of inseparable good friends. I also learned the value of friendship.

A person who impressed me.

Tomorrow is the open day for parents, and our class will have an open art class, and we will use oil paints. After going home and having dinner, my mother gave me money to buy it myself, and I went downstairs to the "Colorful Language" and started shopping.

I went to the area dedicated to selling painting tools, took a box of 16-color oil paints, and went to the cashier to prepare to pay, only to find that one of the three pieces of 5 yuan had been torn in half, and there was still a little connection, I hesitated: whether to give it or not? If it is discovered, it will be ugly, but there is no money on it.

I pondered for a moment, sandwiched the torn $5 between the other two, trembled and handed the money to the banker, and then ran away.

However, as soon as I ran to the door of the big store, the cashier stopped me, and I wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but the people who bought things turned their eyes to me, and I ran back slowly, my body was full of cold sweat, and my face was as red as a ripe apple, and I wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into, but the aunt said, "What are you doing so fast, and I ran away before I took the goods, by the way, I still have to find you for 5 yuan." ”

After saying that, he gave me a brand new 5 yuan and merchandise in a bag, and my face turned even redder.

I'm guilty......

It's good to be helpful, but it's easier said than done. A lot of people think it's nosy and miss out on that opportunity. I've experienced this firsthand.

It was a Sunday, and my mother and I went to my grandmother's house. Due to the rain just yesterday, there is a lot of thin mud on some dirt roads. I was idle at my grandmother's house, so I ran out to play.

As I was walking, a tricycle suddenly turned from the front, and I quickly flashed to the side. The old man who rode the tricycle was riding too fast, and he got stuck in the mud and was in a dilemma. I wanted to go over and help him, but when I saw the dirty mud, I hesitated.

Standing here so embarrassed, why don't you pretend you didn't see anything? I was just about to leave when suddenly a little boy came. Without saying a word, he ran into the mud.

Push the tricycle hard. The mud stained his clothes, but he ignored them and devoted all his energy to the tricycle. I froze in place, wanting to help, but I couldn't move, so I watched as the two of them worked together to push the tricycle out.

The old man thanked him and left, and the little boy slowly disappeared from my sight, leaving me stunned and thinking about something......

To be honest, I really thought the boy was a bit stupid, his own clothes were dirty, and he helped others, and in the end he got nothing but dirty clothes. But if you think about it carefully, the stupid person finally had a chance to help others because it should be me, but I watched it being snatched away by others. Helping others is like Joy said is a natural thing, why should you ask others for something in return?

Isn't being able to help others more precious than money? Maybe in the eyes of others, money is more important than life, but have they ever thought that if people in this world don't even have the most basic morality to be a human being, then what is the use of money? That little boy, although he looks inconspicuous, has a noble quality that is not easy to detect, shouldn't we learn from him?

The first time I officially stepped into the door of Kelihua was on the day of my military training a month ago.

The first teacher I saw was our homeroom teacher, Ms. Liu. I vividly remember that day Mr. Liu stood in front of the podium and looked at the students who came to report with a smile on his face. It was as if the students who came to report were like her children.

So, Mr. Liu's first impression on me was that he was gentle and kind. However, I have heard of such a theorem - all good-looking and beautiful female teachers are gentle on the surface, but in fact, they are very fierce and powerful. So, I was thinking:

Could it be that our teacher Liu is like this too? However, the facts tell me that Mr. Liu is not such a person.

There are some problems in the discipline of our class, and Mr. Liu has thought of many ways and has also been "angry". But this "fire" does not seem to be fierce, and Teacher Liu just asked us to practice meditation and reflect on ourselves, instead of letting us practice "standing still". Mr. Liu didn't scold us loudly, but calmly talked to us as a friend.

It can be seen that in fact, Mr. Liu is not fierce at all. She may sometimes send some classmates to write reflections, isn't it also for their own good, so that they can remember more?!

But I think that the young teacher Liu is full of childlike innocence. Every time she punishes her classmates who are not disciplined, the way she does it is very unique. It is not corporal punishment, it can only be said to exercise their bodies while punishing.

Because Mr. Liu always "rewards" them for "rabbit jumping". "Rabbit jumping", as the name suggests, is to learn to squat and jump from the fourth floor to the first floor, and then jump back from the first floor. It is this novel punishment that labels Mr. Liu with the mark of "childlike innocence".

Look, this is our homeroom teacher, Ms. Liu, and I am happy to know her, and I believe that everyone in our class loves her.