Sweet composition of memories

In normal study, work and life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. With the help of words, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my carefully arranged sweet composition of memories, hoping to help everyone.

Sweet composition of memories 1 Everyone has a beautiful, painful and unforgettable memory! Maybe memories are sweet, maybe bitter, no matter bitter or sweet, they can't go back!

We used to be good friends, but now we can't learn well with others. Students who didn't learn well before are now working hard. Do you remember those tears and the face you cried? These memories are sweet in my heart.

I used to see children of the same age holding hands with their mothers in the street. Their eyes are moist, their hearts are bitter and their faces are helpless. I thought about how I treated my parents, why others lived happier than me, lived happier than me, and complained to myself. When I got home, my parents were busy. I tried to hold my mother's hand and go shopping together, thinking that I could be as happy as them. But instead, I walked up to my mother and said, "Mom, I want to go shopping!" " "Mom stopped what she was doing, smiled and took out the money and said," Take the money and ask your friends to go with you! ""I hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to go with you!" "Mom said," Mom is too busy to go to the toilet. How can she accompany you to the street? "I just looked down and didn't take her money, thinking about why I didn't have their happiness and why I didn't have their life! I refuse to accept it! So I looked up and smiled and said to my mother, "mom, there is nothing interesting in the street." I'm going back to my room to do my homework! " "I went upstairs and looked back at my mother. She smiled with relief and began to work. I ran back to my room and squeezed the head of the toy angrily, but my tears fell drop by drop.

Now I think about it because I didn't know how to be grateful and love at that time, but now I know that love has always been around and never really left! Those bad memories are still sweet now.

The sweet composition of Memory 2 is sweet, which makes people feel very comfortable and nourishing. If severe criticism is very different from sweet criticism, "sweetness" will make people remember it and sow a seed of love in people's hearts.

One day after school, it rained cats and dogs. Without an umbrella, I risked getting wet and rushed out of the school gate with the wanderer. When I was preparing to start over in a shelter, a tall figure caught my eye. Is a big brother. Big brother came up to me with a smile. I'm at a loss. His gentle words rang in my ear: "Little sister, it's raining hard. Why don't you take an umbrella? " I looked at him in horror and thought, "I didn't see that I didn't bring my umbrella! Are you a bad person? You seem to be a mind reader and say softly, "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Take it. " I tried to hold the umbrella in my hand. I quickly drew my hand back in horror and said firmly, "No"! The eldest brother's face turned from yin to eyes and said in a critical tone, why? It is easy to know that the little girl was caught in the rain. "Huh?" "What about you?" I asked with fascination. "Oh, I'm worried about me." Run away in a sea of people.

Since then, I have been looking for my big brother with that umbrella every day.

In my childhood, I have many sweet memories about my experiences. Now that I think about it, my heart is still sweet.

What a wonderful thing it is to play! And I also like playing. It was a beautiful day. I fell asleep deeply. My mother came to my bed and touched my face gently with her hand. I opened my eyes in a daze and only heard my mother say, "Let's go out and have fun today." I immediately went from listlessness to energy.

We set out. In the car, my mother told me that we were going to Haikou to play. After a while, we arrived at our destination.

I got off the bus and walked on the soft beach, and I couldn't help but marvel. The sea here is really beautiful. White clouds float freely in the sky. It seems that they can float in the sky at will, and no one cares whether they go abroad in time. I can see sea and the sky as far as the eye can see.

I swim in the sea, no matter how far I swim, as long as there are waves, no matter how hard I try, I will be washed back by them. The waves are like a naughty bag, which will always take you back to the original starting point from time to time. Mother said, "Your face was washed with sand by the sea. This is really like Xiaohua Mall. " Ha ha laugh ...

Although it has been two years since this trip. It's still so beautiful and sweet to think of it now.

How time flies! In a blink of an eye, I changed from an ignorant child to a fifth-grade student. I have gradually forgotten many happy times in the past. Now, I want them back!

Until now, there is always a figure in my heart. She is my cousin "Jiajia". She often wears beautiful skirts and has a bright smile on her face. She also has a simple heart.

Once, she and I went to catch fish in the stream. On the way to catch fish, she and I met many funny things. Because I want to catch fish, I have prepared steamed bread and water bottles. On the way, our stomachs cried. As a result, we ate steamed bread without hesitation. I didn't come to my senses until I ate steamed bread. This is to be used as bait! Without bait, will fish take the bait? So, we looked for "bait" everywhere. I looked for it for a long time, but I still couldn't find it. I suddenly saw chickens eating the food given to them by their owners. Hee hee, I drove the chicken away and took some rice as bait. Don't worry.

When I came to the stream, I took out my rice and dipped my hand in the water. Soon, the rice floated on the water. After a while, three small fish swam over and shared a delicious meal together. After a while, four more fish swam over. Obviously, they didn't notice that a pair of big palms at the bottom of the water were moving slowly upward. At this tense moment, my sister accidentally slipped into the stream by the moss on the stone. All the fish were scared away. "Really, how did you slip?" As soon as I spoke, I kicked a stone. As a result, I slipped into the stream. At this time, my sister said, "Two drowned mice, hee hee!"

In fact, every day there will be different happiness waiting for you to remember slowly!

Time goes by, but what remains is a memory.

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There was such a memory, as long as you feel it with your heart, you can feel the warmth.

There was once a girl who worked hard for one person and persisted in everything.

That man is the one she admires, likes and loves most. That girl admires her level, likes her gentleness and loves her, because she is an elder and a teacher. ...

That girl, because she worships her too much, studies very hard and works very hard every day ... At that time, the girl didn't know where she was in the heart of the person she admired and liked, but she knew that if she worked so hard to do everything, the girl would definitely get her approval and love.

Come to class every day, she has never been distracted and has been so serious.

Girls go to see her every day. Sometimes, a girl just wants to hear her voice ... you can imagine how much girls like her!

I don't know whether she likes that girl or not. As long as you see a girl, you are gentle with her, and sometimes you play jokes on her. Girls will be very happy.

I remember once, she had a heart-to-heart talk with a girl. Although the girl is very nervous, she likes it, because she feels that being with someone she appreciates is the happiest, and she will cherish it.

She said that if her admirers paid a little attention to her, she would be happy all day … because her emotions were completely controlled by her admirers. Without her, the girl will be sad to death …

However, things are not as expected. ...

Because, after a long time, this girl has changed, and she is no longer as simple and lovely as before. However, after a long time, this memory will never be forgotten ... When a girl thinks of these things again, her mouth will always tilt up slightly ... and she will slowly immerse herself in this sweet memory. ...

Sweet Composition of Memories 6 Time flies, time flies. In an instant, I have changed from a baby to a fifth-grade student. I have gradually forgotten many happy times in the past. Now, follow me to find the happy times in the past!

Until now, I have always had a figure in my heart, and that is my cousin "Jiajia". She often wears beautiful skirts, always has a bright smile on her face, and her heart is very simple.

I remember once, we went to catch fish in the stream together. On the way to catch fish, we met many funny things together. Because I want to catch fish, I have prepared steamed bread and water bottles. On the way, our stomachs cried. As a result, we ate steamed bread without hesitation. I didn't come to my senses until I ate steamed bread. This is to be used as bait! Without bait, will the fish take the bait? So, we began to look for "bait" everywhere. I searched for it for a long time, but I still couldn't find it. I suddenly saw chickens eating the food given to them by their owners. Hee hee, I drove the chicken away and took some rice as bait. Don't worry.

When we came to the stream, we took out the rice and dipped our hands in the water. After a while, the rice floated on the water. After a while, three small fish swam over and shared a delicious meal together. After a while, four more fish swam over. Obviously, they didn't notice that a pair of big palms at the bottom of the water were moving slowly upward. At this tense moment, my sister accidentally slipped into the stream by the moss on the stone. All the fish were scared away. "Really, how did you slip?" As soon as I spoke, I kicked a stone. As a result, I slipped into the stream. At this time, my sister said, "We are all wet, hee hee!" "

In fact, in childhood, we have very happy things happening every day, just waiting for us to remember slowly!

Recalling my golden childhood, walking on the beautiful path, the past came to my mind and a happy smile rippled on my face.

Remember it! Colorful paths, wet soil on this road, you and me on this road, and the beautiful meaning of this road to me.

Chun, do you miss me? Whether it is or not, I think about you all the time. On my 10 birthday, you blew me with a cool breeze and I walked with you on the path. I told you, today is my 10 birthday, using our unique way of communication-the language of the heart. Your smile is stronger, and I immediately prepared my birthday present-your blessing, the dance of grass, gorgeous flowers and beautiful wind. I am happier, because today is the day when you and I have a heart-to-heart talk.

After a while, you were controlled by your mother. She was furious, so the ground was dry. The hot air makes me breathless. At this time, I wish it would rain heavily, but you, alas! At night, I walked along this path and saw the light of fireflies, the only light point in the darkness, and seemed to see hope, so I prayed silently, hoping that it would rain heavily tomorrow, and I hoped to see you on the path tomorrow.

Sleeping, waking up, the silent rain has finally come! Seeing the joy of these flowers and trees and the moisture of the earth, I am grateful for spring. Maybe you heard my heart, you should wait for me!

I put on my clothes and walked slowly to the path. Because of the rain, flowers and plants have become full of vitality. Look, they are still inviting me to be a guest there! However, I didn't stay, not because I despised them, but because I knew where spring was still waiting for me.

After a while, I really saw spring again.

She's waiting for me there! We looked at each other and laughed!

Because of spring, I saw green grass, gorgeous flowers, tall and straight trees and wet paths. I had a happy childhood because of her.

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Now that the season has changed, I can't see spring, but I want to tell you that I will see you on the road next year.

Because of spring, I have the goal of life and the motivation to move forward. It's spring again, and my thoughts are round.

Chun, I know you and make friends with you. I thank you for meeting my immature requirements; I miss you, and I want to be with you.

Chun, do you know? In that distant place, a friend is thinking about you, waiting for you, and looking back on everything between you and her. You became her memory, a short and sweet memory!

Golden childhood, the spring I love, my sweet memories. ...

Today, I accidentally opened the photo album and looked at me happily with a certificate in the photo. My memory suddenly returned to the happiest day three years ago.

I remember that it was my first Children's Day after primary school, and the school held a speech contest.

As soon as I entered the school gate that morning, I saw that the campus was full of colorful flowers, colorful balloons decorated the stage beautifully, and the students wore beautiful new clothes and sat quietly in the venue, waiting for the game to start. In the cheerful singing, the game began. I sat nervously in my chair and looked at the manuscript over and over again. After a while, when I heard the host announce my name, I put down my manuscript and hurried onto the stage. When I stood on the stage to prepare my speech, I found that the microphone was too high, but I boldly held out my little hand and took it down. Seeing so many leading teachers and classmates in the audience, I want to give them a team salute first, but I don't know which hand to use. Finally, I saluted everyone with my left hand, and later I realized that I was wrong. Everyone in the audience looked at me with a smile, and my heart gradually calmed down. Then I made a speech with a deep feeling voice ... After my speech, there was warm applause at the venue, and several teachers and classmates gave me thumbs up. After the game, the host read my name again, but the difference was that there was a "first place". Holding the certificate of the first prize, I smiled happily. With a click, the teacher left that moment in the photo forever.

Although it has been three years since this incident, in retrospect, I still seem to be immersed in the happiness at that time.

Memories 9 sweet compositions have gone through vicissitudes of life. In this era when memories are rapidly disappearing, a beautiful melody of childhood can always bring me back to that sweet memory, and I can't extricate myself for a long time.

I remember that sweet birthday cake on my fifth birthday made me have sweet memories of brown sugar. On that day, my family went to the hotel to celebrate for me. A 10 inch birthday cake, plus that little candle with charming light, is really beautiful. The flame jumped and flashed in front of me. I closed my eyes slightly, accompanied by happy birthday to my loved ones, blessed Song, and silently made a wish.

As soon as blessing song sang, I blew out the candle in one breath. Facing the delicious cake, I can't wait to cut it into pieces and give it to my relatives. Everyone thought I was the birthday girl today, so they gave me the biggest piece. The cake was so tempting that I was not polite at all. I plunged into it and enjoyed it. When I looked up, everyone laughed in unison. But I didn't know that I was still licking the tempting cream.

My mother brought me a mirror. I looked in the mirror and found a "Xiaohua Mall". Except for a pair of black eyes, her face is covered with colorful cream and jam, and she is still enjoying the delicious food on her face. I still feel unsatisfied when I have turned into a big face. I started to munch on cakes, and my mouth was full of oil, so I stopped.

Finally, I want to take a group photo as a souvenir. I, a "Peking Opera woman with a big face", began to perform on stage and was fixed in the middle of the photo, which has since become a beautiful "landscape" in my photo.

Recalling the past, I always burst out laughing involuntarily. ...

I don't know when I fell in love with drinking coffee. The mellow taste makes the whole space filled with faint bitterness, which makes people feel casual happiness. When drinking coffee, I always don't like adding sugar. I always feel that the original bitterness is always the most attractive.

Later, I got to know him and met him who also likes drinking coffee. When drinking coffee, he always habitually puts in a piece of sugar, then holds the coffee cup in his left hand and gently stirs it with a spoon in his right hand. The coffee in the cup will form a small whirlpool with the rotation of the spoon ... I always laugh at his overly elegant movements, and he always smiles at me and simply says, "Only in this way can we drink delicious coffee." So, I fell in love with his habitual actions and the summer when I had coffee with him. At the same time, I gradually learned to appreciate espresso with sugar, and suddenly felt that putting a sweet sugar in my coffee was also a good choice. The sweetness of sugar is not to cover up the bitterness of coffee, but there is an indescribable wonderful taste between bitterness and sweetness, which seems to make coffee more delicious. So, I met him on a faint summer day, sitting in a coffee shop together, drinking strong coffee and listening to each other's nonsense jokes; Looking at the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, people hurried past, leaving a hot back; Listen to the light rain falling underground together, and then lament at will. ...

So, I lost my head in that hurried day, and in this way, the familiar and unfamiliar taste of pure bitter coffee left me helplessly, but I didn't have time to miss it or grieve!

When the first yellow leaves fall to the ground with the cool breeze, autumn is coming! However, he had to leave and start his new life in a strange city. We still meet in that coffee shop. We still put a sugar in the espresso as usual, and then gently stir it ... After silence, he said helplessly, "Although I am used to the taste in this coffee shop, the laughter when you drink coffee, and many things that only belong to this city, I still want to go. Xiaoxin, I will cherish this wonderful memory, you are my forever ... "I gave a wry smile, avoiding his eyes and looking out the window-a little autumn rain falling gently, connecting me with his memories like a thin line, silently continuing outside the window ... Yellow leaves kept struggling in the autumn rain, but they could not escape the fate of falling. As a result, they fell down one after another, but they accidentally touched the rain and cut off the connection of memories. My memories with him came to an abrupt end. I think this is the end!

At that moment, the sadness in my heart suddenly disappeared. Facing his regretful face, I knew I had no reason to cry, so I smiled and blessed him and sent him away, cutting off my care from now on.

I sat alone in the coffee shop, watching the light rain outside the window. "From now on, I will continue my lonely coffee journey!" "I laughed at myself. Smelling the mellow coffee smell in the coffee shop, I suddenly miss the pure and bitter taste, and suddenly find that I still love the monotonous and attractive taste.

So, I returned to my original role, still silly like drinking coffee, still infatuated with the bitter taste of coffee ... just forgot to forget some actions and expressions that should be forgotten, because the memories of that summer, like the bitter taste of coffee, have been deeply engraved in my heart. ...