On the way home from school.

On the way home from school 1 On the way home from school, many things happened, one of which made me unforgettable for a long time.

Once after school, I went home by bus. When I was sitting at Dongxin Station, an old lady in rags got on the bus from the back door. The driver saw it and shouted, "Get off at the front door." Hearing this, the old woman went through the front door. Later, when she gave money, she only gave 40 cents. The driver said angrily, "One yuan and twenty cents." The old woman was in a hurry because she couldn't find the money. I saw a kind-hearted man give it money and give up his seat. She quickly said to the good-hearted people, "Thank you." When the old woman got off the bus, she walked down the back door. As soon as the driver closed the car door, he caught the old woman in the middle and fell to the ground. She was very sad. Maybe it's the driver's "revenge". Later, the good-hearted man helped the old woman up and said to her, "Be careful." The old woman replied.

Everyone in the car was very angry and talked about it. I am also angry that an old woman should be treated like this. He didn't apologize to her and drove away.

Nowadays, it is rare to respect the old and love the young, just like drivers, they are rude. If China people are impolite, it is still a civilized country.

On the way home from school, the bell rang and we walked out of the classroom and went to the playground. Everyone is in high spirits, and so am I. Looking at my friends who dispersed in a hubbub, my mood suddenly changed: it seems only one second from school to school. Seeing that I am leaving my kind teacher, why does time pass so quickly?

Out of the school gate, my classmates and I talked and laughed, forgetting the sadness just now, and our faces were filled with happy smiles. So we walked home together.

In a blink of an eye, all the students around us "left" and went home to do their homework. I feel sad again: how unforgettable that time was! But it seems only a blink of an eye. Why is time so fast?

I silently walked into the apartment building. It's gloomy outside, as if it's going to rain, and my mood is getting heavier. The sky seems to sigh like me, and seems to want to cry. The wind blew into the corridor slightly, which made my heart cool. I silently thought: time is like the god of all things, because of it, the universe was born; Because of it, the earth was born; Because of it, plants were born; Because of it, animals were born ... because of it, I was born. Without time, everything will "solidify" and will not develop. Everything is soaked in time, and the old ones flow away with it; Newborn, follow it. If it wants to stop, we have to stop, and time will not wait for us.

Thinking of this, I hurried home. ...

Time, really fast, really can't stop. Just like now, I have finished walking home.

On the way home from school, the teacher left a lot of homework today, and I'm going to make up lessons at night. Hey! I was so bored on my way home today that even my favorite moon sister became strange.

In the evening, there are five Chinese homework, four math homework and three English homework. The remedial class will last until half past eight, and it's already past nine when I get home. On the way home, I feel that I have been waiting for the bus and traffic lights for a long time. On the bus, I met my favorite sister. She is very nice and beautiful, and often gives me delicious food. But today I feel that she has become very strange and indifferent. I am very annoyed. When I passed the children's supermarket, there were still many delicious foods on sale. I usually buy some to taste and relieve my appetite. Today, I have no desire to eat, and I still think those delicious foods are not fragrant at all. I've had enough. Later, when I passed by those wild rose trees, I usually felt beautiful. Today, I feel that I have lost my usual beauty.

Really, everything has changed. It's different from the past. Why does a person's mood "change the world"? This is really amazing!

But I had to do my homework, so I stayed up late to finish it. Although I am very sleepy, I still have an unspeakable feeling after writing.

On my way home from school, I finished a day's class and walked home. Thinking that there was no wonderful TV series last night, I can continue to watch it today, thinking about the dinner cooked by my mother at night, and of course thinking about whether to do my homework or watch TV first. It can be said that it is painful and happy.

On the way home from school, you don't have to face endless knowledge and problems in the classroom, and you don't have to be full of expectations and high hopes for your parents at home. It's a bit like stealing for a long time, and you can enjoy your own unconstrained style. I can look at pedestrians in a hurry on the road and guess their mood.

Look, the elder sister in front looks at her watch while walking, as if there is something urgent. At this moment, she couldn't see how beautiful the flowers in the roadside garden were. The little brother over there pointed to the toys in the store and cried and made trouble, but he couldn't see the heavy package and tired expression on his mother's hand. Not far away, two children helped an old woman to cross the road slowly. I saw the bright smiles on their faces.

Pedestrians on the road have different shapes, and they can't help imagining themselves in the future. Is my sister in a hurry, or is she overwhelmed by the heavy life like that young mother? I always hope that I can always be as energetic and kind as those two children.

I like a sentence very much, not because life is beautiful, but because life is beautiful after laughing. Laughing and cursing are all life, and the most beautiful thing is nothing else. Cheer up and end this short journey.

On my way home from school one afternoon, my classmates walked out of the school gate in a neat line, and my father usually came to pick me up. But dad didn't come today. I have to go home by myself

I walked on the road with a heavy schoolbag on my back. Suddenly, a big dog shouted at me, "Woof! Woof! " I was shocked and quickly bypassed it carefully.

I walked for a while and stood at the crossroads. Looking at the cars running around, I was a little at a loss.

I remembered my father's words: "cross the road when the green light is on." Walk slowly, and when you see the car passing by, let it go. "

"Yes! It's a red light now! " At this moment, the green light is on. I followed the adults and finally crossed the road.

I breathed a sigh of relief and continued on my way.

The schoolbag is really boring. It's getting heavier. "How nice it is for Dad to help me carry my schoolbag!" I said to myself, putting my schoolbag on my sour shoulder.

Close to home, close! I tried to pull myself together and walk home quickly. I was exhausted as soon as I set foot in the house.

On my way home from school, I felt the joy of success.

On my way home from school, I walked on the path home from school. It was fine just now, but suddenly it turned dark.

The schoolbags kept falling, the rain began to fall, and the wind came to join in the fun. The weather became extremely cold. It rained harder than usual. The rain hit the ground and I was very nervous. Because I made another mistake at school, the teacher actually asked my mother to call her. I feel very nervous at the thought of here. How to tell mom? The more I think about it, the more I get scared.

Ants have moved things to high places, spiders are still crawling on the internet, and they no longer weave. It seems to know that rain is terrible. The swallow flew low here before it rained, but now it's gone. I think swallows are afraid of me and dare not fly over my head. Everyone is busy beside me, but I am flustered.

I thought: how should I tell my mother? For a while, I wondered how my mother beat me and scolded me. Then I wonder if mom and dad will hit me together. I patted my forehead and said to myself, "nothing, I just need to know my mistakes and review them well." I didn't do well this time. I'll correct it next time. As long as you have a correct attitude and seek truth from facts. Mom and Dad will forgive me. " I thought so in my heart and immediately relaxed. The rain seems to have heard my desire to correct my mistakes and suddenly stopped. A beautiful rainbow immediately appeared in the sky. I walked quickly towards home.

On my way home from school. Walking home from school every day is colorful, and this road will change every season.

In the spring of March, I watched birds flying over the sky and earthworms crawling across the earth. Spring rain and spring breeze came, and the baptized flowers and plants began to grow sturdily. The snow on the branches disappeared and was replaced by a faint green color. People took off their heavy winter clothes and put on light sweaters. Take a deep breath, the air is mixed with faint fragrance ... the road in spring is full of vitality.

In summer, the burning sun scorches the earth and scatters heat to the earth without stint. The usual road seems particularly long, willow leaves are rolling, grass is drooping its head, and cicadas are desperately calling, "It's so hot! It's so hot! " Even the roads are hot, hot and oily ... the roads in summer are very hot.

In the crisp autumn season, the sun put away its stern face and became gentle. The autumn wind blows, mixed with the sweetness of fruit and the joy of harvest. Red leaves fall from the trees, making a rustling sound. Autumn road, autumn crisp.

In winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, and people put on thick cotton-padded clothes. A group of children are playing in the snow, making snowmen and having snowball fights. They are very happy! The road is frozen ... the road is very cold in winter.

Ah, happy way home from school, colorful way home from school, will accompany us to thrive!

On the way home from school, during the school hours in late autumn, while reading a book, I walked casually and accidentally saw an elder sister who looked like the princess in Song Fei-machete eyebrows, flaming lips and a pair of fashionable high heels, which seemed to kill everyone's eyes in an instant. I was impressed by its beauty and deeply attracted by this big sister. With the sound of "Mao-",my thoughts were interrupted and I followed the sound and ran to the intersection. Pedestrians surrounded the scene of the incident. When I looked carefully, it turned out that an old woman was hit by someone else, but no one helped. Just when I was sweating for her, I saw the elder sister holding her in her arms without hesitation and shouting at pedestrians: "Come on! Help me type 120! " People around you just woke up from a rude awakening and took out their mobile phones to make phone calls. Soon the ambulance arrived, and the chefs carried the grandmother into the ambulance. My hanging heart finally fell to the ground, but when people went to look for that helpful sister again, she had already disappeared without a trace. ...

This incident tells me that there are true feelings in the world. There is no shortage of truth, goodness and beauty in our lives, only the eyes that find truth, goodness and beauty. As long as each of us advocates truth, goodness and beauty, our society will be better!

On my way home from school, I finally got to school. Pang Yao and Yang Haoran and I are playing on the way home from school.

"Come down, Yang Haoran, you coward!" Pang Yao and I grinned at Yang Haoran at the top of the steps, and finally Yang Haoran, who was hesitant, was dragged down forcefully by both of us.

I took out the toy "My World" I bought a few days ago and said, "Let you two open your eyes!" I put out three bloody BMWs: Magmatic Rock, Worktable, Man, Zombie and Villager, and put on reins and saddles to form a very capable cavalry regiment.

"Drive!" As I shouted, I shook my horse in tandem with my hands, as if I were commanding thousands of horses. "Stop!" Pang Yao said, not to be outdone, and moved his wet behind the ears pony. I turned my horse's head to him contemptuously, but Pang Yao knew that his childish pony was no match for my strong and sweaty BMW at all and ran away despondently.

Going home from school and walking with classmates can create many fun games and create happiness. Well done!

On the way home from school, the bell of 10 rang and we walked out of the school gate in neat rows.

Walking on the way home, on one side of the road is a big tree with only a few leaves left, and on the other side are all kinds of shops, including a baked wheat cake shop that is in full swing, and one baked wheat cake shop is steaming, which makes people want to take a bite; There is a stationery store in a hurry to sell stationery. All kinds of stationery are available and can be welcomed by people. Pupils come to buy stationery because the things in this stationery store are cheap and good. There is also a fruit shop, where the fruits are sweet and delicious, and the pears are fragrant and look like golden gourd from a distance. ......

Go ahead and you will find Zhanggongshan Park. There are three-hole bridges, the Wang Huai Tower and the Goddess of Pearl. At night, the lights here are bright. I like it very much. I am always happy to walk in a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant every day.

It's even more beautiful to walk to my neighborhood. People come and go here, including cherry trees and maple trees. Look! Maple leaves fly freely in the air like red birds.

The way home is beautiful. Do you want to go to such a beautiful place with me? If you want, come on!

On the way home from school 1 1 Today is the day of school. My sister and I had a good time sitting in the car. Dad said he was going to get something, so we came to a strange place.

We are in the car. It's too hot. I got off the bus. My sister and I came to a garden with a revolving building, a pavilion and a Little Square.

Let's go to the spiral staircase first. I named it. Because it has stairs, we can go up and down at will. But its stairs are very curved, like a fairy ribbon, spinning in the air. So I named him the revolving building.

We came to the pavilion along the stone road. Just above the pavilion, there is a lotus, bright red, like a real one. There is a red chair beside you. You can sit down and have a rest. There are five sharp points on it, sharp as a needle, which looks just like you think: it will definitely hurt if you prick your hand.

We will take another stone road and come to a Little Square. Little Square is surrounded by long stone pillars. Just around the circle. The column is carved with dragons, and the column has been made several times.

Dad has finished collecting things. It's time to go home. I will never forget this trip home, not to mention what I saw on my way home.

On the way home from school 12 One day, when I came home from school, there was one thing that I will never forget. I was walking on my way to school when I suddenly heard a noise ahead, so I hurried there. I went into the crowd to see what had happened. It was found that two people were quarreling, one was a fruit seller and the other was a beggar. From the stall owner's intermittent shouting and cursing, I know what happened. It may be like this: the beggar stole some fruit to eat, but the fruit seller ignored him without eating it. Who knows that the beggar pushed his luck and stole his fruit for several days in a row. The fruit seller couldn't bear it anymore and began to curse in the street.

Knowing what happened, I turned and left angrily. As I walked, I thought: This beggar is so irritating that he should do such a thing. That's ridiculous. The stall owner found him stealing vegetables for the first time and forgave him. As a result, he still does not repent! When I got home, I told my father that I saw a fruit vendor on the road.

After the incident with the beggar, my father said that he had seen such news in the newspaper. Dad said that in fact, such things often happen in the streets of cities, but some people use their physical disabilities to beg for a living. Later, with the help of good people, self-improvement was praised by people. Hearing this, I can't help thinking of a scene in the street. My heart is filled with emotion: beggars who steal fruit really don't respect themselves! It's nothing compared with the vegetable seller. Through this, I understand a truth: men can't steal for a living. We should respect ourselves and live a self-reliant life.

On the way home from school one afternoon, I was walking on my way home from school. ...

That afternoon, it was strange. I met some strange and horrible things-

Along the way, I was not happy, but I heard some "whoops, whoops …" voices. I tried to calm myself down, but my voice grew louder and louder. In a flash, a dazzling aura flashed from my eyes. Despite my memory, the halo is like a UFO, or it may be a golden fireball. No, it should be a UFO. I asked my classmates, and they all said I was crazy! I was surprised at the time, so it was an illusion to go there?

Just when I was stunned, my classmates who traveled with me suddenly disappeared without a trace before my eyes. I was about to call for help when "woo, woo ..." came back to me. A halo flashed before my eyes again ... Xiao Jun! Jun! My classmates woke me up at the roadside. I wonder, what the hell is going on? The student said: I have been lying here for two hours! Strangely, the halo only flashed in front of my eyes for two seconds. How is it possible ... besides, no one has passed this once busy traffic artery today, let alone cars. After a long time, I finally got rid of the "strange" trouble and finally returned home. What the hell is going on here?

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On the way home from school, on the afternoon of 14, the students chattered out of the classroom, and some hurried home; Some people stayed to clean the classroom; Some ran to the playground to play, and my classmates and I walked out of the campus happily while chatting.

Suddenly I saw a lot of classmates surrounded by the food stall next to the stairs outside the school gate. I saw that they took out pocket money and gave it to the stall owner, and then picked up a snack called "spicy strips" and ate it with relish. This kind of "spicy strip" is fried with yuba at high temperature, and red pepper powder is stuck on it, which can smell attractive fragrance from a distance. I couldn't help but want to buy one to try, so I quickly paid for it from my bag.

At this time, the headmaster's words rang in my ear: these foods that do not indicate the manufacturer and address, the raw materials are not clean, and the hygiene cannot be guaranteed without inspection by the health department. It's easy to have a stomachache and get sick. Thinking of this, I endured the great temptation and took back the hand that took the money.

Walking on my way home, thinking about what happened just now, I thought: the headmaster is right. As students, we have no ability to make money. They earned all the pocket money our parents gave us. We should not spend money indiscriminately, let alone buy unhealthy junk food.

On the way home from school, 15 "jingle bells-",it's time for school. We walked out of the classroom with our schoolbags on our backs and lined up to go home. Dad has been waiting for me at the door, out of the school gate, I took my father's hand and happily embarked on the road home.

Along the way, the spring breeze gently blows my cheeks and hair, just as warm and gentle as my mother's hand.

I saw the flowers and trees on the roadside, and each one was so delicate and elegant. That big tree, tall and straight, with lush foliage, is quietly there every day, waving to passers-by. Nana Hua is colorful and charming. She nods and smiles like a pedestrian every day. Grass, every tree is green, so cute.

Looking at these flowers and trees, I suddenly thought of my parents, who took good care of my saplings in the hope that I could grow into a towering tree.

Walking all the time, I saw the tall buildings on the roadside with elegant style and unique charm, which were much more beautiful than those adobe houses before. Looking at these tall buildings, I think of those soldiers who fought bravely in the post-war era. They are not afraid of sacrifice and never give in to the enemy. They also exchanged their blood for our happy life, so we must study hard when we grow up and be useful to our country. Walk and walk, and finally walk home. I saw my mother cook a good dish waiting for our father and son to go home for dinner!

Ma Xinxin, Grade 4, Yolanda Primary School, Guazhou County, Gansu Province