Essay on what makes me, essay on one thing that makes me something

High school essay, how to write 800 words.

One of the things that touched me the most.

The things I have experienced are like stars in the sky, some of them have moved me, some have made me ashamed, some have made me angry, some have made me feel solemn and sacred, some have made me feel funny, and some have made me experience the joy of success. Now I'm going to tell you about one of my successes.

During the summer vacation of my third grade, I watched people on the highway riding bicycles, and I didn't know how majestic it was. I was envious. I thought:

One day, I'm riding my bike down the street, I don't know how cool it is! Over time, this mentality of wanting to learn to ride slowly "blossomed and bore fruit" in my heart. Finally, one day, I couldn't bear the loneliness in my heart and asked my mother to teach me to ride, and under my repeated requests, my mother had no choice but to follow me and take me to the park to learn to ride.

My mother first rode the bike to a meadow and then said to me, "Riding is actually very simple, as long as you hold on to the handlebars and push on it, and you have to overcome your fear, that's it." You ride yourself first, and I'll hold the back seat.

It's great that I can finally learn to ride, and my heart is as sweet as honey. I held on to the handlebars and stepped onto the saddle, and I jumped straight in my heart like a rabbit, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, as if I would fall down if I wasn't careful. I tried my best to suppress my nervousness, calm myself down, and after a while, I mastered the art of balancing.

I thought to myself: riding a bicycle is so simple, my mother saw that I was riding so well, let go of my hand, I didn't pay attention, fell on all fours, I got up, I felt a pain, lifted the trouser tube to see, it turned out to be scratched skin, I really want to give up, don't learn. I poured my anger out on my mother and yelled at her:

It's all your fault, why do you want to let go, causing me to fall so badly. "My mother understood my feelings, didn't care about me, and said to me; "Failure is the mother of success, who has not fallen when learning to ride a bicycle? Is my daughter a deserter?

I'm not a deserter. I said angrily. I was a person who would not allow people to ridicule me, and I was determined that I must learn to ride no matter what.

Then you're not a deserter, just show me. Mom said. "Wait and see.

I shouted at my mother. I patted the dust off my body, turned over and got into the car, and bravely pedaled forward, sitting in the car, I really regretted that I was so arrogant and unreasonable to my mother, and blamed myself for being too proud and complacent. At this moment, a small pebble blocked the way in front of me, and I fell to the ground again.

But I didn't hesitate to stand up, step on the bike, no longer dare to be careless, and ride carefully. After falling and getting up again and again, it didn't take long for me to learn to ride.

The moment I learned to ride, I felt that the sky was so blue, the clouds were so white, and the grass was so green. Now learning to ride has become one of my proudest shining stars.

People are like stars in the sky in their lives, and the happy things I still remember make my stars more brilliant and crystalline. Let me pick one out of them that is big and bright, and let you see what I've done before! I don't even know what to do.

In the past, when we were in our hometown in Lipu, our family carried out a big cleaning, and our family of three cleaned up the useless waste products, and then put them in a waste corrugated cardboard box, ready to sell them to the waste ** station.

I thought my mother begged me to sell them, but the money from the sale of the scrap was at my disposal, and my mother gladly agreed.

After arriving at the scrap ** station, an old man over fifty years old with gray temples came out, next to him was a probably.

Three or four-year-old boys, their hair is very unkempt, as if they have just woken up, and they haven't washed their faces yet!

I said, "Weigh me all the waste!" He said yes, and I thought to myself, "Didn't Mom put the money at my disposal?"

I'd better ask them for less. I was secretly thinking that I was broken by the old man's calm voice, "Four dollars and two cents is okay?" "Good!

Of course it's good, how about four dollars, how can we say that we have been neighbors for many years, is this price good? I said in the tone of the actors on TV.

Forget it, four pieces of two is fine. There seemed to be a glittering tear in the old man's eyes, which seemed to have a deep meaning, but I didn't understand it at all. While I was pondering, the little man spoke, "My grandfather has said so, you should listen to grandpa!" The boy's tone was tinged with some anger, and I said as soon as I heard it

All right! Since you've all said so, then I'll listen to you, but these two cents are useless, so I'll just take four dollars, okay? "Well, if your parents ask, just tell me what happened.

The old man's eyes seemed to have a feeling of gratitude, as if he could not speak, and then silence followed.

When I got home, my mom asked me how things were going and how my income was. and so on and on.

After recounting the story just now, my mother was a little stunned, and I don't know why, maybe I will know the answer in my future hard work, but this incident is an indelible thing in my life, because I have been looking for the answer I want.

One thing that touched me.

Time passed in a hurry, and half a semester passed in a blink of an eye, and there were so many memories like raindrops, some of which were forgotten because of the passage of time, and some of which left an indelible mark in my heart because of being moved. Because I was moved, I left an indelible impression, so let me hold this rain in my hand and tell you about it slowly!

It was a Friday, and the rain was pouring down, and I didn't listen to my parents at noon and didn't bring an umbrella. Now God is against me, but it is raining at this time, "Dad won't come back today, and Mom will get off work at 5 o'clock, what should I do?" I muttered in a low voice, "Damn, I can't play early, I can't play, but at this time, what should I do?"

I have a complaint. At this time, a classmate who didn't bring an umbrella like me secretly said that he was unlucky, now I am much happier, for having a companion, I just wanted to ask her, where does my family live, just listen to my mother, you are coming! "It turned out that this classmate's mother came.

I was dizzy, finally had a companion, and left again. "I had to swallow the bitter water in my stomach again. I could only stand at the door of the classroom, hoping to see my mother coming.

Feed! What are you doing, standing here. "I looked for prestige, it turned out to be my tablemate Peng Jiamin, "I want you to take care of it" I deliberately looked into the distance and said unscrupulously.

Hehe, I didn't bring an umbrella (* Peng Jiamin smiled thief, "You don't have to worry about it" I'm still stubborn. "I'll send you home," Peng Jiamin hesitated for a moment and said. "You, take me home?

I looked incredulous. "Yes" Peng Jiamin nodded slightly, I still had doubts in my heart, I remembered the scene when Peng Jiamin and I quarreled every day and occasionally fought. "Feed!

Idiot, can you go? Peng Jiamin's words interrupted my train of thought, "Let's go, let's go" I replied in a panic.

On the way home, I felt as if it wasn't raining, I looked over my head, it was a deep red, and when I looked at Peng Jiamin, only a small place covered her, I pushed the umbrella to Peng Jiamin's side, but the umbrella gave way to me. The rain is still falling, but my heart is so warm.

I was really touched by that.