An unusual experience essay

Only by having extraordinary experiences and accepting unusual tests can extraordinary achievements be created.

Experience, if you talk about experience, I can be described as a veteran of the two dynasties. On the bumpy road of life, there are many obstacles that stand in my way, and I must go through all kinds of difficulties to prove my worth and meaning.

Experience is the experience of living in the world, and an extraordinary experience will make a person's life.

I have had so many experiences, and each one has taken root in my mind, and each experience has become a wonderful memory.

On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, dazzling fireworks flickered in the air, firecrackers were deafening, and every house was lit up to celebrate this sacred day. Fireworks outside the window, firecrackers shook, as if there was a magic to attract me, let me be fascinated by the world outside the window, I couldn't help but take the first step, facing the mirage outside the window, my mind was full of fantasies, my heart was unconvinced, why they can make the sky a starry star, and I didn't even dare to take a lighter, the more I thought about it, the more unconvinced, so, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, I grabbed a firework and took it downstairs to put it, just lit it I saw a few big words "earthquake thunder." I was out of breath when I suddenly looked up and found that the lantern on the fifth floor of the previous building was burning, "You are like that fire, the raging flame burns my .......""I was wondering who put this, only to see a golden light "swish" in front of the window of the house, and then the golden light bloomed in mid-air, very beautiful, thinking that the situation is not good, isn't that the "earth-shattering thunder" I just put it? "Mom, I'm in trouble!

With a whoosh, I slipped straight to the house. I confessed everything, my aunt notified the fire brigade, but I don't know the following story, I think that when the fire brigade arrives, I will already watch "entertainment news every day" at home.

Such an experience made me "stay away" from things like fireworks.

On this ordinary winter, on an ordinary morning, I experienced something unusual, but at the same time, it also made me understand a truth.

That day, I was sleeping under the warm covers. Suddenly, my mother ran in and told me to get up and look out the window. I rubbed my waking eyes, stretched, and slowly got up from the covers, looking out the window habitually.

Due to the increase in carbon dioxide this year, the winter is as warm as spring, and it is no surprise that there will be no snow. But I still don't give up, I look out the window every day, hoping to see the silver world I have been looking forward to for a long time, so I have developed a habit after looking at it for a long time. At this time, a silver world that I had loved for a long time came into my eyes in an instant!

Outside the window, the snow was covered, the big tree was covered with a white gauze, and the grass was covered with a white quilt. I was so happy that I quickly put on my down jacket and hurried downstairs. The cold wind was blowing, and I stood among the ice and snow, feeling another form of winter.

I was walking in the snow, and I accidentally saw one or two 4 or 5-year-old children with toy shovels shoveling snow wholeheartedly, and then filling the snow into buckets and pouring it into the grass on the side of the road, thinking they were playing a game of building a snowman, but later it turned out that they were not plowing snow. I used to ask them why they were clearing the snow, and that according to their age, they should be watching TV and playing games at home. Who knew that they raised their serious eyes, I:

Big sister, because the snow is too slippery, there is an old man who almost fell down just now, and we are afraid that others will fall again, so we swept the snow to the side of the road. It was these few short sentences that made me stunned, yes! I saw someone falling, why didn't I clear the snow?

In retrospect, vanity is still at work! It's because I'm afraid that others will say about myself! Looking at them, I understood a truth!

I stood between the snow and ice, the cold wind blowing on me, but my psyche was as warm as spring.

It was a long time before the bus came slowly like a bulky polar bear.

After going up, it felt even more uncomfortable because it was crowded inside. After a while, suddenly an aunt with a baby in her arms came up, and she stood in front of me. I glanced at the boy next to her out of the corner of my eye, he glanced at my aunt, and continued to enjoy the scenery outside the window, without giving up his seat.

Suddenly, a drop of warm liquid fell on my hand, it was the sweat of that aunt. She held the child in one hand and the railing with the other, her face flushed, and her body swayed with the car.

Many people sat in well-dressed clothes, as if they didn't see their aunts. After another minute, I finally couldn't help it anymore and whispered to the boy next to my aunt, "Hello, can you give this aunt a seat?" It was not convenient for her to hold the baby.

Then the boy stood up, and I saw a hint of displeasure in his face. Auntie said, "Thank you."

I didn't speak angrily to that boy, not because of how rational I was, but because I didn't have that capital at that time. It's like a person who is full of lies is not qualified to accuse others of lying. Before that, I was not a person who knew how to think about others.

I'm not a student on the bus who will give up my seat for someone else.

That summer two years ago was an unusual experience that taught me a lot.

Everyone will have one experience after another. Some experiences are unremarkable; Some experience pain and pain; Some experiences are sweet and warm. However, my experience was not ordinary.

It didn't happen yesterday, it didn't happen the day before yesterday, it didn't happen today. It happened at that time of ignorance, and although it happened a long time ago, it was a memory that will never be erased, and it was something that taught me deeply. As a child, I was curious about the world.

I especially like to catch the insects on the two big trees in front of the door, and break off their wings and antennae, so that the insects that can fly can't fly, and the insects that can climb can't climb. Look at how cruel and ignorant I was when I was a child. But an unusual experience has taught me a lot, a lot.

On Sunday, I took a group of buddies to a tree and began my brutal hand-breaking again. While I was performing this hand break, I suddenly heard in my ears: "Little bird!

Go find your mom! "An old man who was blind and walked as he spoke, supported by a child my age. I saw the old man holding the bird high in the air, and it looked like an injured bird that had been rescued by the old man.

The bird was lifted high, but the bird didn't seem to have the strength to flap its wings, so I hurriedly ran over, "Old man, look at me and break the wings of these insects, can't they still climb?" "I didn't know that the old man was blind, so I showed the old man the worm with broken wings. The old man did not speak for a moment, and then said to me slowly

Little friend, grandpa is a blind man! I lost my wings like this little bird. "I didn't understand what the old man was talking about.

One day, after a long time, I suddenly came across the idea of writing an article about animal love. My cheeks were flushed, and I immediately remembered the old man's words and understood them at once. I understand that people and animals are the same.

Life is precious and fair. I'm an enemy of an animal, I hate myself, I hate it too much. I haven't touched a single bug since.

Weakly, can you just provide ideas? I shouldn't copy it, it's too hard to type. You are on the bus, an old man's money is stolen, and that is his livelihood, such as the money from selling vegetables, and then it is the process of finding the thief, catching the thief, and then lamenting that there are still many good people in the world, and then adding details to the narrative.

There are too many words, I can't type, ** to you.