I really didn t expect to write a person essay in 550 words

In life, we often have unexpected things that make our lives colorful.

"Miser" is the nickname we give our next-door neighbor. He is very stingy, his clothes are sewn and mended, and he is reluctant to throw them away when they fade, and he even has to walk several kilometers to work, and he is reluctant to spend money on a car. Buying things often haggles.

What we didn't expect was that this time the "miser" actually generously took out the money, what happened? Let's take a look.

On that day, a once-in-a-century snowstorm befell the southwest region, causing huge losses to the local people.

At the donation meeting, everyone lined up in a long line, put the 50 yuan and 100 yuan in their hands into the donation box in turn, and then watched the loving box slowly fill up. I also took out my pocket money and put it in the box. Suddenly, I felt someone calling me, so I turned around and saw that it was a "miser".

I asked disapprovingly, "Why are you here, it costs money." "What does it cost nothing, tell me if it will be a donation?" "It's not that you're going wrong.

I deliberately tricked him to see what he would do. "Hey, it's over, if you can't make it, you can't donate it. "Let's take the car.

It seems that this is the only way to go. Seeing that he looked serious, I was embarrassed to lie to him again, so I told him: "This is a donation, but what are you here to make a fuss, it's a pity for your money?"

It's a pity, it's worth it to contribute to the people in the disaster area! "Oh my God! "Miser" actually said such a thing!

I was shocked, plucked out my ears, for fear of mishearing, and said loudly, "You say it again." "Giving love to the people in the disaster area, how much money, as long as I have it, it is worth it!"

After speaking, like magic, he conjured a big bag, threw a stack of RMB into the donation box, and then calmly walked out of the crowd.

I really didn't expect that "miser" still has such a kind side, looking at his back, I silently removed the nickname "miser" in my heart.

Good thing: write her his merits.

Bad Things: Write Her His Shortcomings.

I really didn't expect it.

There is such a pair of sisters in our class, the eldest sister: her eyes are bright, her figure is not thin, not fat, not tall, not short, and her personality is lively and kind. Little Sister:

Her face can be called "half a bag of blue sky", half red, half white, and her personality is timid and cheerful. But that incident changed the way the whole class thought about the two of them, and it was a sunny morning, and after the second period, we took off our red scarves and prepared for physical education class. Suddenly, two familiar voices appeared in my ears.

It turned out that the two sisters said to our class leader, Teacher Ren Lin, "Teacher Lin, we are sick, can we take a break in the classroom?" Teacher Lin thought for a while, and felt that the two sisters were usually quite honest, so she said:

Well, you two stay in the classroom honestly and don't run around. The two of them nodded. Mr. Lin went to his office with peace of mind.

"The bell rang after class, and everyone jumped back to the classroom. As I walked down the stairs, I saw the language teacher say to the math teacher, "Eh, have you heard, Mr. Lin from the English office has had his money stolen, and I heard that it was stolen by his fourth-year classmates."

Who is so bold as to dare to steal money from the teacher! "The language teacher and the math teacher were very excited, singing and harmonizing. I thought to myself:

Could it be the two sisters, because they didn't go to gym class in the classroom. Sure enough, at the end of class, Ms. Lin often asked them some questions. Of course, they are all in denial.

These teachers have no choice but to come up with the "first magic weapon of modern Jianghu martial arts" - monitoring. At 10:20 a.m., two familiar shadows appeared, it turned out that these two sisters walked into the English office like mice, and then walked out, the only difference was that they came out with a small stack of colorful bills in their hands, and we cast strange glances at the two sisters. They had no choice but to bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

Just write about something you haven't thought of, and the content will be complete.

In life, we will always inadvertently encounter many unexpected things, and these little things may make our hearts warm and comfortable; sour, sad; It's spicy, it's embarrassing......

I remember that it was the beginning of the school year, the class was running for class cadres, and the students enthusiastically came to the stage to speak. Of course, I was included. I watched many of my classmates give speeches on stage, and I felt uncomfortable

Oh my God, there are so many people who are better than me running for class cadres, will I be eliminated? The next step was the voting session, when the voting paper was sent out, I voted for myself for the first time, and then I voted for others with trepidation, and maybe my vote would also decide the fate of others.

A few days passed, and the teacher assigned the students to count the votes. For the past few days, my nerves have been tense almost all the time, as if they were a few wires that could not be broken. Finally, the students handed in the list in a sparse manner, and the teacher immediately began to sign up.

I stared at the teacher's moving lips, my big eyes oversized, and my naturally moving ears straightened for fear of missing my name. "This semester, the class cadres who have officially become our class are Xiao Wang, Xiao Fu, Xiao Tao ......The teacher calmly reported the name. Look at me again, hee-hee—smiling better than Shih Tzu!

I really didn't expect that I, a plain me, would actually become a dignified and real class cadre, and I could actually swim in the "club" of the class cadre!

What can you think of countless times when faced with a mother with a bamboo stick in your hand and a hot-tempered father?

Every time I curled up and retreated to the corner with my scarred body, my mother still waved a bamboo stick at me and "killed" me angrily! The father only crossed his hands, treated each other coldly from afar, and when he was angry, he also had a few extremely ** foul words like angry sea water gushing out, which not only hurt his body, but also seemed to overturn the five-flavor bottle in his heart.

In my eyes, my father usually treats people more seriously, is organized, and does not smile. When my mother did things, she had many thoughts of complaining about others and being reluctant.

Parents have few friends, precisely because of their eccentric personalities, the people who come and go are generally related to affairs and work, and their parents treat them more officially.

As far as I know, parents are more serious and dull to most people, but there are exceptions.

When I was very young, there was a famine one year, and a lot of ** wanderers begged in other places. Probably because there were more beggars, and there were not many people in the village who could give alms to them, people began to hide from beggars. Rumors swirled that they would abduct children.

One day, a ragged, yellow-skinned beggar knocked on my door. Amazingly, his father entertained him kindly! After a few ordinary cold words, my father told my mother to cook a pot of noodles.

Then his father invited him in, but he refused. His father sat with him on the steps at the door and talked, his tone as kind as that of Maitreya Buddha, and his face was full of smiles.

Later, his mother kindly brought him a bowl of noodles to eat.

They chatted a few more words. When the beggar was leaving, his father gave him some more money, gave him a certain ride, and then went home.

I really can't imagine that even the parents of a wolf father and a tiger mother could be so kind to a beggar that day. This may be their unknown goodness.

You can write that you think this classmate is not good, but you find out about her [his] excellent qualities from one thing. Write that he is usually stingy, but when he donates, he donates a lot of money.

There are a lot of things that I didn't expect Then look at whether you are good at finding out if you are good or not You are good enough to think about it Young man, don't be too presumptuous It's useless.

I really didn't expect it. That incident this spring is deeply imprinted in my mind and makes me unforgettable. It was a drizzling spring rain that day, and in the dense light rain, there were few pedestrians on the street, and I hurried home with my head down.

Suddenly, I bumped into an adult. I hurriedly looked up, only to see the man stumbling and holding on to the wall. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

I quickly apologized. In the hazy rain, I looked at the uncle, who was medium-sized, with a wooden stick in his hand, and a pair of wooden eyes on his thin face looking straight ahead. It turned out that he was a blind man, and I felt a little guilty and hurriedly said:

Uncle, I'll send you home! "Thank you so much, little classmate. The uncle hurriedly thanked him.

I helped him forward. Suddenly, my foot tripped and I almost fell, and I shouted, "What a lack of virtue!

Whoever removes the lid will not close it properly! "Uncle, you go this way, be careful of tripping. He took a few steps forward and stood still, put the stick in his hand on the ground, squatted down, and said while touching something with his hand

There will be people who will pass through here, and if they don't get it right, they will also stumble. He carefully closed the sewer cover and stood up. Blind people know how to cover the lid so that others don't trip, how come I didn't think of it?

The blind man cannot see with his eyes, but he has others in his heart. At this time, my eyes were moist.

My tablemate was a boy of six or seven meters, and I had never been at peace since the day I sat next to him. He was so active that he broke seventeen pairs of glasses in two years. He loves football, but the school does not allow playing football on the playground, so he wrote no less than ten inspections, and also held a small flag of "do not kick football" on the playground "parade", I heard that he still has more than a dozen inspections at home, keep them for backup.

He once kicked a "volley" at the classroom door, so he "stood guard" around the head teacher for two months. He eats gum in class, does his homework and watches "Football Club", but I still have to "cover" for all this. When you meet such an almost "heinous" tablemate, do you say that it is not unexpected?

I rarely spoke to him, and I hardly looked at him; I don't have time to give a small report to the teacher, I just hope that one day God will know and let me move out of this seat that I "hate".

Suddenly, one day, he pulled out a letter of agreement for me to sign, which I certainly didn't care. But at his repeated request, I skimmed through the above. He made a promise to me to "change his ways" and asked me to help him.

This was a surprise to me! I think it's probably because the homeroom teacher's "political class" and the parents' "physical education class" played a temporary role in him and forced him to make such a choice! Who knows what will happen after this agreement?

I signed it perfunctorily and scribbled the following paragraph: "If you do the above, then the sun will come out of the west and the ram will give birth to lambs." Anyway, if you do, I'll write the name upside down.

His behavior did rein in, but I always thought it was just a moment of restraint on his part. I still sneered at him, let alone helped, and he just laughed at it.

Time flies, he still loves football, but it is difficult to see his vigorous figure on the playground, and I also retired from the post of "cover". But I don't believe in his changes, I don't believe in the facts, I only believe in my always correct judgment.

Suddenly, one day, I had to admit that he had changed. I thought of my indifferent attitude, my dismissive eyes, my cold heart. I was surprised to find that I lacked trust and tolerance in dealing with people. This was a real surprise ...... for me

I started practising writing my name backwards, but it didn't get me, and he forgave me. Did you say an accident.

I love to play chess.

Today, my grandmother and I have "killed" five games of checkers in a row. In the first two games, due to my poor tactics, my grandmother took the city lightly. In the middle two sets, my grandmother became my friendly opponent, she attacked while teaching me tactics, I still made a lot of progress, and I beat my grandmother in these two sets.

The fifth set was a crucial one, and my grandmother repeatedly attacked me with her steady pace, and I was confident that I would advance to my grandmother's home base.

Both sides entered the main battlefield and began a fierce "white-knuckle battle". The vanguard I commanded was like a naughty rabbit, jumping step by step along the "pontoon bridge" that my grandmother and I had built into my grandmother's base camp.

I saw that my grandmother's vanguard department also flexibly inserted into our army's position. Suddenly, I found a clever move, and my successor, Marco, went straight to my destination. But as soon as I wanted to set up the formation, I was seen through by my grandmother's keen eyes, and immediately crossed the river and demolished the bridge.

I didn't lose heart, I built a bridge by myself, and finally all the people entered my grandmother's position ahead of schedule and won the fifth round.

In life, there are always some unexpected little things that happen inadvertently, but they can stir up a circle of ripples in each other's hearts......�

It was a Saturday evening, and I hurried to the square where I had a date with friends for a literary salon. Rushed to the side of the square, just stopped the car, and a voice sounded behind him: "Deposit two corners of the fare."

I was stunned: damn it! Why did you forget to bring change when you came?

I subconsciously clenched the ten-dollar bill in my hand - no, I can't give it to him! How embarrassing it was to retrieve a lot of change in my hand (and I didn't have any pockets on me).

I'm sorry," I muttered quietly, "I didn't bring any money......Only then did I notice a middle-aged man standing in front of me, dressed plainly, carrying a canvas ticket bag diagonally, and a pair of eyes shining sincerely. At this moment, his face was slightly embarrassed: "This ......."Then forget it.

He smiled at me, and I felt overwhelmed and ran away. �

When I went back to pick up the car, I couldn't help but be shocked: my car was full of bicycles, and there was a row on the road than when I came, which made me how to get home! I stood there and was in a hurry.

I'll help you! I shuddered—it was that voice again! When I turned around, I saw that he was already moving the car on the side, and after a while, he moved a narrow "passage", and my car was smoothly pushed out.

I stole a glance at him—the same gaze that was still as open, and with a kind of pleasure, as if I had moved out of my own car. I shuddered again, got into the car and fled. After riding nearly 100 meters, I remembered that I forgot to say "thank you", and the ten yuan was still in my hand.

The next week, I went to the literary salon again, for nothing but to store the car. He seemed to remember me and greeted me. I handed him a dollar:

Just look for me hexagonal," I felt very relaxed, "I didn't pay last time." However, his movements suddenly slowed down. I saw his fingers tremble slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

You actually remember, I really didn't expect ......His honest eyes sparkled with a sparkle of light. In an instant, I felt something surging ...... inside me�

I really didn't expect that," I smiled heartily when I mentioned this little thing to my friend, "maybe people are so subtle, and a casual act will trigger the true feelings in their hearts, and the emotion will fill the air in an instant, fill the whole space, and leave a good memory." ”…

If we all do "inadvertent" little things for others with our true feelings, when they laugh and sigh, "I really didn't expect it......What a sweet feeling!