Lishi hotel

This day reminds me of the winter of 1 year. The sky was a fish-belly grey, and the mountains on the horizon merged with the earth.

When I leaned against the railing of the observation deck, my feet slipped and my body tilted, and it was dark and pale all day. I closed my eyes and suddenly there was a cool breeze in my heart. At this moment, I am extremely nervous, like an abandoned ear of wheat, forgetting the green color and how to swing.

Suddenly, behind me, a big hand caught me. A brown hat with a camera and long hair swaying in the wind. I remember those big hands.

The mountain breeze in early spring blew down the birds' songs, and my joy dripped like dew at my feet and into the stream, blue and clear, only to see white clouds floating in the stream.

Setting up the drawing board and looking at the beautiful scenery, I couldn't help but pick up the pen. The teacher came over and directed me to be more attentive. Her voice is like cotton candy. The shadow of the clouds in the sky is shaking, lighter than a butterfly.

I was impressed by the beautiful scenery at that time.

In midsummer, cicadas cry "know, know, know", like a girl's hair, swaying with the wind. I hurried home, it was raining cats and dogs outside. I looked puzzled and suddenly became a drowned rat. I thought to myself: where did this water come from? There is still the sun in the sky. How can it rain?

I was deeply impressed by the rain.

The best things in the world often don't need to be found, listened to or touched, but they can be felt with heart.

My childhood was not a blank. Its fragrance lingers, as well as love and warmth.

On this day, let me remember 2 "I said why don't you help that little boy!" " Aren't you a helpful advocate? "Mom looked at me and said. My heart was suddenly filled with regret. Ah! When is this day that I deeply remember? It was an ordinary Saturday. My mother and I took a walk in the Southwest Park after dinner. Talking and laughing, very happy. Walking, a little boy about four years old and a little girl over three years old rushed in front of us with a smile. This is a very common scene, and I didn't pay attention to it. Suddenly, the little boy was knocked down by the prominent Shi Zhuan. Maybe he fell. The little boy lay on the ground, crying quietly and refusing to get up.

I paused: "Let me help the little boy!" " But after I get up, I may be told by the child's mother that I tripped over the little boy ... "I hesitated and walked past the little boy." After I passed the little boy, a blue shadow ran past me quickly. I looked in the direction of Nanying's running: Lan Ying offered his condolences to the little boy while helping him. "Isn't that the elder sister who just came over? How did she ... "I thought about it." I said, why don't you help that little boy! Aren't you a helpful advocate? "Mom cut to the chase and told her what I was not satisfied with. I listened, and the feeling of regret immediately occupied my heart. I will remember this day. Remember my mistakes, remember that I shouldn't have hesitated, and remember what Blue Shadow taught me.

On this day, let me remember that three ordinary mothers have always been calm, calmly facing the misfortune of life and advocating spiritual satisfaction. She believes that the pain caused by illness is nothing more than physical torture; If you relax your mind and face it frankly, it will only be insignificant pain.

I remember that in May of the year before last, my mother happily told us: "The summer vacation is over, and we are going to travel to the place where my sister studied and go out to relax together." However, before this dreamy day came, during a routine physical examination, my mother was found that two thyroid tumors were growing. The doctor is worried that they are malignant and suggests an operation as soon as possible.

These two large tumors are like a huge stone, which shattered the beautiful fantasy of our family. Everyone becomes anxious and haggard because of this. Only my mother, still planning a trip as before, smiled all day. During this time, she often told us that life and death are determined by fate, so don't worry, sadness is the same thing. But I vaguely feel that under her seemingly calm smile, there must be hidden worries about us. ...

I still remember that early morning in August. Because this day is the day when the doctor in the county hospital operated on my mother, I will never forget it, and I will never forget it. Before the operation, the doctor came to my mother's bed and asked about the situation. Father quietly consulted the doctor behind his mother's back about the risk of operation and the length of recovery period. The nurse also came and went, taking temperature again and checking blood pressure ... I felt a vague tension in this quiet ward. But my mother is still sitting in the hospital bed, talking and laughing with her sister, as if she were not afraid at all.

Soon, the nurse informed me to enter the operating room at once. Mother wore the patient suit and followed the nurse into the cold and mysterious door. At this time, she turned around and still responded to our anxious eyes with that smile, which means don't worry, she will be fine. In a flash, we couldn't see her figure.

It is estimated that the operation will begin soon. A medical staff went to the door of the operating building and asked our family to sign. Because my father was busy with other formalities, after asking three questions, my sister crept closer, picked up the pen trembling, and the nib hung precariously in my sister's hand, refusing to write. I think the word "mother and daughter" is so heavy and difficult for my sister at this time. I looked at my sister and saw a face I had never seen before-a face full of clouds. My heart must be struggling, confused and helpless, like thousands of needles stuck in her. Suddenly, I also have a sense of fear and disappointment. This inner entanglement and emptiness entangled me tightly and I couldn't let it go for a long time.

Time passed by, and my father kept walking around the door of the operating room. My sister and I stared at the closed door and waited anxiously. ...

The operation finally succeeded! When mother's familiar figure appeared in front of us again, her face was sallow and her neck was wrapped with gauze, making it extremely difficult to breathe. Oxygen bottles, blood transfusion bags and infusion bags came out with the operating bedstead. It can be seen that she is definitely not out of postoperative danger, but she still keeps a faint smile as if nothing had happened.

Later, the big hospital repeatedly checked the surgical specimens, and finally came to the conclusion that nodular adenoma was benign, and finally escaped the danger, and the stone in our hearts finally fell to the ground.

When my mother mentioned this matter again, she said that she was whispering to the doctor while operating in the operating room. She said it would distract her attention and ease her mood. I can't help admiring. Although we all know the mother's personality, we really didn't expect that an ordinary mother could cope with physical and inner pain when ordinary people couldn't stand it. Maybe this is her attitude towards life and death.

Sometimes, God is like this-playing a big "joke" with you, making you extremely nervous for a while and disrupting your life rhythm; Then let go of everything and let your life return to its original appearance. For others, it may just be a joke, but for me, it was an ordeal or experience that made me stronger under the influence of my mother.

On this day, let me remember that everyone will have a day that he will remember, and I am no exception. This day will be remembered by me and will never be forgotten!

I remember before this day, I was so longing for school life and so envious of my brothers and sisters who went to school with their schoolbags on their backs. Once, my second sister took me to her school to play. I had such a wonderful time with them, but no matter how happy I am, I can't satisfy my desire to go to school. I'm looking forward to the day of school.

Looking forward to, looking forward to, I finally grew up and can go to school. I finally waited for this day. This morning, I got up early, carrying the new schoolbag my mother bought me and holding my mother's hand, and I walked to school. I walk so fast that even my mother can't keep up with me. I can't wait to put on my wings and fly to school.

When I got to school, I couldn't restrain my inner excitement. I went to this classroom and sat in that classroom because we came too early and the teacher hasn't arrived at school yet. The school is full of us freshmen and parents. Before long, the teacher came to school, and my mother signed up and went home. I sat in the first-grade classroom and listened to the teacher's first lesson of the new semester. After the teacher finished speaking, he sent us a big pile of books. I remember clearly that there were 12 books. When I got home at noon, I held the book tightly in my arms, but the bag on my shoulder was empty and there were no books. These are my favorite books. Of course I will hold them in my arms and put them in my schoolbag later.

Let me remember this day, because it is my first step towards the ocean of knowledge and the first cornerstone of my successful life.

On this day, let me remember that there is always a clear morning light in your life, which will make your life better.

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In my heart, there is always someone who moves me; In my heart, there is always someone who annoys me; In my heart, there is always someone I can't forget. ...

I remember when I first entered junior high school, a figure caught my eye. I see nobility in her, clarity in her eyes, and passion in her gestures. Suddenly there is a feeling of being bathed in the sunshine, and I feel that the invisible sunshine is so warm and comfortable.

This feeling has been with me for three years. It's not so strange to know her, just because I met this morning girl who shot into my heart at the front and back tables. In these three years, she smiled and touched my heart. She has been lively and cheerful for three years, and I have always liked his distinctive personality.

People often sigh: "Time flies." However, no matter how fast the hourglass of time passes, it can't flow away the most sincere friendship between us.

Time is so messy, but our friendship is deepening, and this profound love lamp will never go out.

The countdown to the senior high school entrance examination, the countdown to the first major choice in life, and the countdown to the day we met. The world seems to be counting down. People often say, "If winter comes, can spring be far behind?" Yes, we are working hard on the way to spring. The first spring of our life is just ahead. Only by redoubling our efforts can we reach the spring of life.

You are the morning light before my first spring. Let's work together for spring!

This day reminds me that we often sigh that "time flies, the sun and the moon fly", but there will be many memorable days in life, and it is precisely because of them that our life is more abundant. "This day", from early morning to dusk, can be so unusual; "This day" can also be a moment to make it unusual ... "Bang!"

"Ha ha ha ha-"Someone gloated and laughed their heads off: "Zhang Yibo just wrote the birth certificate of' Egg Baby' and was about to write the death certificate again ..."

Don't be surprised, today is Thanksgiving Day, and our Class 6 (1) launched the "Egg Protection Action". All the members have become parents to see who can take care of their children on this day.

Before the day begins, a man loses his "child". It seems that this day is full of difficulties!

When doing exercises, jumping, kicking, and turning around, which we usually think are very simple, become very dangerous at this moment: the babies are in their pockets! Running exercise? That would be even more dangerous! When I was running, the baby's egg moved and my heart was pounding with fear. Fortunately, I was surprised but not happy. Finally, the last class in the afternoon-music. We don't have many egg babies, and there are a few missing in this class. In the end, few people successfully completed this operation.

The egg protection action left a deep impression on me, because I know who is the greatest woman in the world. That is-our great mother, no one!

This day reminds me of seven years in 2008, and there are bound to be too many days that I can't forget, whether it is the heavy snow during the Spring Festival, the smiling faces of strangers, or the 5. 12 earthquake that shook the land of China. Among them, what impressed me the most was the sleepless night on August 8, 2008.

As early as 100 years ago, the famous "Three Questions about the Olympic Games" expressed China people's earnest expectation for the Olympic Games. The Chinese nation waited for the Olympics for a hundred years, and finally the Olympics came.

However, this year's Olympic Games is of great significance.

On August 8, when the first ray of sunshine shone on the earth, it was of great significance. All day, the whole country was immersed in that incomparable joy. In the dreamlike Bird's Nest, more than 10,000 athletes and tens of thousands of actors gave a magnificent performance to the world. In addition to countless stars, there is a little boy I can't forget. He is Lin Hao.

Lin Hao was a little hero in the 5. 12 earthquake: he saved the lives of two classmates with his weak body. At the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games on August 8th, when the China delegation entered the stadium, people found that under the bright five-star red flag, a small figure appeared beside the tall Yao Ming, that is, Lin Hao! At that time, Lin Hao was holding this little national flag in his hand, with a smile on his face and skipping. The optimistic and strong spirit of earthquake relief condensed and sublimated in his young body. At this time, the spirit of earthquake relief and the Olympic spirit are perfectly integrated.

At this time, the bird's nest under the night is more charming. The Chinese nation has been looking forward to the Olympic Games for a hundred years, which is even more extraordinary and meaningful-the Olympic flame and the human light emitted by the earthquake complement each other.

August 8, 2008, I remember it because of the Olympics; On August 8, 2008, the combination of the spirit of earthquake relief and the Olympic spirit left a deep impression on me ... the Olympic flame and the light of human nature made me unforgettable! !

This day reminds me of August 8, when a large concert will be held in my piano school. The teacher chose me as the host and asked me to lead the song "Yao Long Encouragement".

The concert began, and another host and I were dragged onto the stage by the teacher. At first, I thought it was just a rehearsal. I didn't care much. Who knows, it has officially started. I found that this is not so terrible, and nothing can make me nervous, because I am ready!

I didn't feel a little nervous when I took the stage to host, interact with the audience and play music again and again. Although it was dark down there, I didn't seem to see anyone.

In this way, an hour or two of the concert ended unconsciously. I also accomplished this "arduous" task well.

After the speech, I looked for my parents under the stage and in the crowd. Suddenly, a hand patted me on the shoulder and turned to look. It was the teacher: "Good performance tonight! Well hosted, well played, I didn't see that you were nervous! " At this time, my parents also came to praise me!

Today, I found the key to happiness, which opened the door to happiness in my heart and made me no longer feel nervous and worried ... That day, I found the key to happiness!

This day reminds me of the "June 1" of children in Wenchuan, Sichuan in September, 20xx. It is painful, sad and sad. Their golden dreams are shattered, their colorful childhood is shattered, and their home is shattered. All their schools are gone. However, everything is too late, and it has already become an irreparable regret.

A child's life is like a pencil. The trace left in the world is still very weak. The collapse of the floor becomes a huge eraser, which easily erases the child from this world ... But there are also many children who unite and write sad songs with their self-confidence, strength and friendship. On June 1 ST, I cried when the children who were struggling with their fate were broadcast on TV programs. I was moved by the strength of those children, I smiled, and I was infected by their smiles. No singer has ever won the applause of 654.38+03 billion people, and no song has ever made 654.38+03 billion people cry, but a six-year-old ren did it. She sang "Two Tigers" to cheer herself up and reinvent herself.

There has never been a gesture for 300 million people to remember, and there has never been a "thank you" that is shocking. Lang Zheng Jr., who was rescued by his uncle of the People's Liberation Army, lay on a stretcher and made every effort to give a team salute to his uncle. In his young mind, he has understood the meaning of the word "gratitude".

Never had such a noble friendship. No one has ever valued his life more than himself. He is out of danger, but he must go back to save his teachers and classmates. The friendship between teachers and students is condensed at this moment. ...

This day reminds me of something about 10. When we remember them, we will never forget them because they have been engraved in our hearts.

We remember this day. Before liberation, Japanese imperialism invaded China in a day or two. Today, we still remember that they carried out a massacre in Nanjing. They burned, killed and looted, and committed all kinds of evils. They destroyed the people of China and became a scar that we will never heal. Although we finally drove Japanese imperialism away under the leadership of Chairman Mao, we must never look down on the scars they left us.

We remembered this day, and the people of China wrote a glorious page in the history of China's space flight. We saw our uncle Yang Liwei, China's space hero, cheering when he raised the China flag and the United Nations flag in the spaceship, because it was a breakthrough in China's space technology, and China announced to the world that China had become a world power.

I remember that on this day, the earth shook and countless lives died because of the earthquake, but many countries and cadres immediately organized relief supplies. They sent police dogs to the disaster area to take away all the lives underground, and 13 Tangshan farmers. Their actions illustrate the spirit of unity and friendship of our Chinese nation. The people of China, who were deeply in love before the disaster, can't overcome anything.

Remember this day, we sent away the confusion, and we moved towards self-improvement; Remember this day, we are not afraid of wind and rain, we are United as one; Remember this day, we stand tall and step into a new era.

This day, let me remember 1 1. Everyone will have their most unforgettable day, and I am no exception. This day is fresh in my memory and unforgettable so far. I remember that day was my last birthday in primary school.

In the morning, the sun shines into my window. As usual, I got up when I saw the sun. It happened to be my birthday 12. 10。 I am always happy on my birthday. I don't know why, but I get up early. That day was the last time I invited my classmates to celebrate their birthdays in primary school, so when I came to the hotel, almost all my classmates were there. When we all arrived, we began to "go crazy". I remember crying when they sang me a birthday song. Probably because this is the last birthday of primary school!

I still remember when I saw the gift that Ming Yi gave me, I cried with Shirley in my arms. She gave me a pillow, but it has different meanings. Sok Li and I took a selfie in front, followed by a group photo after the class meeting. At that time, Shi Li also cried. Probably because she wants to graduate. In the afternoon, I asked my classmates to come to my house to play. We play games such as tearing famous brands and hide-and-seek in my house. We are very happy! But the happy time is not long. It was six o'clock in the evening. Gradually, everyone else went home and began to feel bored. I feel that from morning till night, this time really flies. One day, it's all over.

Let me remember this day. Although I used to invite my classmates for my birthday, I never cried and laughed like this. It also reminds me that my last birthday in primary school was unforgettable!

This day reminds me that 12 time flies like water. It has been two weeks since the mid-term exam results were released, but that day will always be remembered by me.

The math score of the mid-term evaluation was issued that day, and I got 98 points in the exam. When I took my grades home with joy, my mother asked me how many grades there were in our class, and I said, more than a dozen. My mother said to me earnestly: son, a group of people eat steamed bread without taste, just eat it alone! Hearing this, I nodded hard and deeply remembered my mother's words.

I sat alone in my room, recalling that my mother and I had made a lot of efforts for today's success. When I think of the last monthly exam, I got 80 points in math and fell out of Sun Shan. During this period, my mother called the teacher, and she was easy-going to do the problem with me and study with me until 9 pm. I tried my best to attend classes at school and stopped slipping. I finally got good grades this time.

Dad rewarded me with a chocolate. When I opened the bag and put the chocolate in my mouth, I tasted bitter instead of sweet. I frowned and complained that my father had bought a fake. Father just smiled and walked away. I have no choice. I was chewing chocolate, but it was Huang Cancan's sweetheart.

This chocolate reminds me, where can there be no bitter sweetness? Didn't I get where I am because my math score of 80 points inspired my motivation? And if my mother wants me to go all out, isn't it just to make me learn better? As the saying goes, no pains, no gains. The bitterness and sweetness of chocolate will always be in my heart, and that day will be remembered by me!

This day reminds me of the early morning of 13, when a ray of sunshine came in from the window and a cool breeze followed. I can't help recalling that unforgettable day. ...

The quiz ended a few days ago, and the students are all looking forward to knowing the result. I, some of them are no exception.

One afternoon under the scorching sun, I finally got the result. I saw all the students in all schools go home with the results they wanted, but I was sobbing. ...

At this time, I feel like a grass in the desert, without relying on it, without dew, facing the blazing sun alone. I think this delicate grass will not live forever. Can it live strong? How much this meadow needs nectar.

The summer sun shines on my skin, and it seems to be beating my injured heart. Can my defective heart be filled?

Sitting on the desk in front of the windowsill, it suddenly really began to rain outside. I looked at the outside world and it began to rain in my heart. At the moment I glanced at the cold world, I found a grass. It flapped its wings in the rain and the wind was blowing wildly, but it still took its head in this storm, and my heart was shocked by it. ...

Well, yes, I want to be a grass in the storm. I can't be hit by bad luck. Although I failed in this exam, I still can't be discouraged, because I firmly believe that the grass in the storm will always meet the sunshine. I can't be defeated by this little achievement, I want live high!

The rain stopped, and I seemed to see seven colors of rainbows. ...

On this day, let me remember that 14 flowers become more vivid against the green leaves; The earth has the brilliance of all things property insurance; The world is better because of love. This day, let me remember; Because this is a day full of love. ...

I remember one winter morning, my mother said she would take me out to play, so I got up early. After I finished washing, my mother came up to me with a steaming bowl of jiaozi and said, "Today, I live in your favorite jiaozi. Eat while it's hot! " As soon as my tongue touched the dumpling skin, I threw the bowl to the ground with a "wow". The bowl was broken and jiaozi spilled it. Mom rushed over and asked, "What's the matter? ! "I scolded loudly:" How can I eat such hot food? " ! Want to burn me? ! "Mom said," Never mind, I'll find Sheng again. " I said angrily, "forget it, don't eat! "I'm afraid it will burn me to death!" So I turned and walked into the room.

I am secretly angry in my room. This is not to love me, but to hurt me! The more I think about it, the angrier I get. ...

After a while, I walked out of the room and saw my mother tossing and turning two bowls. My heart suddenly disappeared. I walked up to my mother and said falteringly, "Mom! I'm sorry ... it was my fault just now ... "Mom immediately interrupted and said," Eat quickly! It was too hot just now. I thought it would be nice to be cold and hot, but I didn't expect it to be so hot. It's not hot now, eat quickly! It will be cold in a while. " Suddenly my nose was sour, and my tears fell like pearls with broken lines. This day reminds me. ...

Dear friend, if you ask me what mother's love is like? I will answer that maternal love is ordinary and delicate. In the Tang poetry, it is said that "sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." It is the best interpretation of maternal love.

Let me remember this day!

This day, let me remember 15. Everyone will have a day that he will remember, and I am no exception. This day is fresh in my memory and unforgettable so far. Because a success restored my confidence, I still remember it vividly.

Once, my cousin called me to play badminton, and I readily agreed. After a while, my cousin came to my house. I picked up a badminton racket and ran to my cousin to teach me to play badminton seriously!

My cousin taught me to serve first, and it didn't take me long to learn it. Next, my cousin told me to learn to catch the ball. My cousin sent me a ball and I missed it. I accidentally fell down. I tried many times, but I fell down and began to cry. My cousin is very firm: "As long as you persist, you won't learn badly. If you don't learn well, all your previous studies will be in vain. As long as you persist, you can learn well. If you give up, you will never learn well, so you must persist and don't give up! " I suddenly became confident: "I want to learn badminton money well!" " "I stood up. After repeated failures, falls and setbacks, I finally got up and continued to learn to play badminton! Under the guidance of my sister, I finally learned to play badminton.

In this badminton competition, I learned to stick to what I do and never give up, otherwise I will give up all my efforts and face the difficulties seriously. No matter how many hardships you go through, you will get through it. This incident not only makes me remember it vividly, but also makes me unforgettable all my life. Because I have learned a lot in this study, which is fresh in my memory and unforgettable.