What happens when you put a quilt under your ass?

Chapter 1: Everyone has an indelible memory. It's like a dream. Some memories may be forgotten immediately, some memories may be unforgettable for life, and I also have indelible memories. . . . . . I remember it was a summer, a rainy day at school. It rained heavily that morning, and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground had already become the accompaniment of the rain. Suddenly, a little sister fell down because of the slippery road, and dirty water splashed around unceremoniously. Pedestrians on the road are wearing raincoats and umbrellas, but no one wants to help the little girl who fell to the ground. At this moment, my heart is cold: more than one thing is better than less. Besides, helping this little sister will delay my school time! Well, I won't help. However, I am also a young pioneer, and teachers often teach me that a person should always be ready to help others in order to be a good person! Then, still help this little sister. At this time, without saying a word, I stepped forward, picked up my little sister without saying a word, asked her if she was in pain, and carried her to the school hospital. "Thank you!" My little sister has just arrived at the school gate and has already begun to thank me. This sweetness is unparalleled in my heart ... although I was late that day, I still felt the sweetness. This is my indelible memory, and every time I think of it, I will remind myself: helpful! Chapter 2: The indelible memories are long ago, and the lush banyan trees are just like the memories and disappointments in my heart-countless. When I opened my diary, many past events came to my mind again-"1(April Fool's Day) It rained on Thursday ... After class, someone wrote the word" turtle "on the back of the other person's clothes with chalk; Some people wish each other a happy April Fool's Day in the name of "God" ... My partner and I discussed one thing ... In the third class, Teacher Yan assigned math homework, and I nodded to my classmates. He understood what I meant at once. When Teacher Yan turned around, the classmate suddenly stood up and shouted in horror: "Teacher! There is a snake behind you! " The teacher quickly turned around and turned several times, but no snake was found. The whole class burst into laughter, "I wish you-""April Fool's Day-""Happy! "In this way, a topic faltered and was dragged out by a group of people. Mr. Yan understood. Teacher Yan, who has always been strict, walked out of the door with a smile, and the Chinese teacher next to him also smiled miserably. ..... "This incident is only a few tenths of my diary. How can we really remember? In rural primary schools, the learning effect is not as good as that in cities, but. I have no regrets at all. I spent the happiest and best six years here. I can't express this happiness. I need to experience it first hand. Remember, after filming graduation photo, several of us cried silently. Our childhood and memories are also packaged by happiness. They left me an indelible memory ... Chapter III: An indelible memory. Recalling the bits and pieces of military training, I don't have a taste in my heart. In just five days, it has become a memory that I can never erase. I can't forget our heroic posture on the training ground, rows of straight figures, like neat little green flowers. When you stand at attention, hold your head high and stand still. Standing like a nail; Like a pole; Like a straight bamboo ... standing for a long time, our back aches and even numbs. When squatting, you must stand up straight, look up, look ahead with your eyes and put your hands on your legs. Never be lazy and shake from side to side. Moved with respect, and died miserably. Squatting for a long time makes my feet tired and my legs weak. My feet were still shaking when I got up. It's not easy when you sit down. Put your hands on your legs and hold your head high. You can't look around and sway from side to side. If you don't look up, it's a bad omen of death. Let us experience the strictness of discipline and the elegance of soldiers. I can't forget our "eight-kilometer training" along the mountain road, one after another. The mountain road is tortuous and there are countless obstacles. Although the road is difficult, the excitement is yet to come. The sun shines on the earth, the scenery is beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the mountains are like peaks; Like a long snake; Like a door ... the lake is clear and transparent, and you can see the sand and fish at the bottom of the lake. There are our first, second and third rows of songs, teacher Liang's beautiful dance, and the "Iron Plow" by the head teacher Chaoge greeted the audience like a thunderstorm; Like flash floods, applause and cheers resounded through the sky ... how can such wonderful songs and performances not throw fatigue out of the clouds? I can't forget that we were hoeing in the hot sun. We were in groups of three, each with a shovel and shoveling hard. Two people with hoes, hoe the ground hard, but they are too tired to know the heat. Their backs were burned by the sun, and the sweat as big as beans flowed down and sweated like rain. We put all the soil in the middle, and a rectangular piece of land was completed with the cooperation of the three of us, Qi Xin. Let's continue to work hard ... in a short morning, let us know who eats Chinese food, and every grain is hard. We should cherish food and don't waste every bit. Every bit of military training is deeply imprinted in my mind. I can't forget the strict discipline in the military camp, the wonderful training, the hardship of hoeing the fields, the difficulty of folding tofu quilts, and the instructor Zhen, who is hoarse because of us ... Turning around, the school bus has slowly driven us to Pengquan Middle School, and everything in the military camp has become a memory that I can never erase. Chapter Four: Unforgettable Memories Everyone has his own childhood, and everyone's childhood is different. My childhood was colorful, happy and full of vitality. In my childhood, I have many unforgettable memories. Next, listen to me tell a story! It was an activity class, and the teacher let us move freely, so several classmates and I started an interesting game-the eagle catches the chicken. I am an eagle, luna in charge is a hen, and Rona, Betty, Fenlin and Lisa are chickens. The game is on! As an eagle, I stare at hens and chickens with wide eyes; Not to be outdone, luna opened his arms and tried his best to protect the chicken. On the other hand, the chicken clung to the hen as if to be caught. I stared at the chicken and rushed up, when luna moved quickly and stood in front of me. I rushed to the east and she blocked me; I rushed to the west and she blocked the west. After several rounds, no chicken was caught. I was a little anxious and thought: How can I catch a chicken? Suddenly, I frowned and thought of the sixth of the 36 plans-a diversion. I made a fake move. Luna really believed me and followed me to the east. Suddenly, I went around behind luna in lightning speed and easily caught the last chicken. The chicken sat on the ground angrily. She looks so funny! Then I pursued the victory and caught the second chicken. Luna, impatient, slipped past a pool of water at his feet, and the chicken behind her followed. Looking at them like that, some students laughed and leaned forward and backward; Some students laughed from ear to ear; I laughed so hard that tears almost came out! They laughed happily! Are you happy to hear that? This is what makes me happy; It is also an indelible memory! Chapter 5: Unforgettable Memories Knowing that the busy summer is here again. Six years of primary school life is coming to an end, and soon, we will enter different middle schools and start a new learning stage. The leaves of the big banyan tree, which have flourished, are just like the sadness and memories in our hearts-the pages are unclear. When graduation photo is mentioned, many past events come back to mind. On one occasion, the school organized a group outing for the sixth grade. In the suburbs, students are talking and laughing together; The teacher told us to whisper to the flowers, talk to the grass and talk to the trees. The suburbs are green after the rain, and the leaves stained with dew are green and dripping on the branches. At this time, the green leaves inspired Tang Xiaojun's "inspiration". He said to Xiao Pang in class, "Hey! Xiao Pang, the leaves are drooling at your' pig head'! " "I didn't bring a pig's head." Xiao Pang said doubtfully after hearing this. After listening to his words, we all shouted at him, "It's you!" "Ha ha ha ha ..." Unexpectedly, when we finished, Xiao Pang, who has a good temper, was the first to laugh! His tolerance made the outing extremely harmonious. Another time, we spent a ridiculous holiday together. That day, I sat in my seat and practiced a formula with my deskmate. Suddenly, the monitor rushed to the podium, panting to tell everyone: "Quick … Quick! The teacher asked ... I told everyone to gather on the playground at once and shoot graduation photo! " Hearing this, we immediately lined up uneven teams and went down to the playground. Just then, the headmaster came face to face and asked us what to do. We excitedly said with one voice: "Shoot graduation photo!" The noise is very loud and attracts many students. But later, the headmaster told us that there was no such thing! Embarrassed, we turned and ran upstairs. As soon as I got to the classroom, I began to curse: "Bad monitor! How can you lie to us! " "Yes!" I saw the monitor casually say to us, "Hello. Happy April Fool's Day! " We gave our monitor a good beating on the spot. However, the day when graduation photo was filmed finally arrived. Everyone of our different heights is rubbed around by teachers and photographers like dough. In the crowd, the photographer's hand is dancing and everyone is talking. Until the location is arranged and ready to take pictures. When the photographer shouted "one, two, three". At that time, our smiles were also fixed in that small box in the next second. Our childhood and memories are also packaged by happiness. In this class, many students with different personalities form a colorful and desirable class. They left an indelible memory on me. Chapter six: indelible memory. It happened two years ago, but I still remember it vividly. At that time, I was still young, just in the third grade. It's midsummer and it's hot, so cicadas bleat feebly in the tree. My mouth is dry and my throat is almost smoking. Suddenly I saw the green watermelon field in the east of the village, and an idea suddenly came to my mind-stealing melons. I looked around and saw that there was only an isolated simple tent in the empty watermelon field, but where was the melon farmer? Sleeping in the tent. I really can't stand it. Seeing no one around, I bent down, jumped into Gua Tian and carefully bypassed the tent. I see green watermelons like big balls. I picked up the big watermelon, knocked it, and said to myself, "Hey, when the watermelons are ripe, they will eat you." So, I picked it conveniently and hurried away with the watermelon in my arms. I ran into a hidden dry ditch and sat on a stone. After a while, I was sweating profusely. I didn't expect the ditch to be so stuffy, so let's go out! So, I picked up the watermelon in my hand and touched it gently on the stone. Just listen to a crack, watermelon burst open, red mortar, black melon seeds, making people drool. I can't bear it any longer. I picked up the watermelon and wolfed it down with lightning speed. After a while, I ate the whole watermelon and made my racket look like a belly and couldn't walk. But I feel great, I'm not thirsty, and I have strength all over. I immediately left the ditch like a stuffy jar and walked home with steady steps. In this way, I visited one watermelon field after another. Unexpectedly, things happened. One day, I just entered the house and read what Grandpa Gua said. I suddenly knew what was on my mind and walked home in fear. I went to see my mother, and my grandfather smiled and said, "It's cool to be back. I should go." After listening to grandpa's words, I understood the meaning. I sat in a chair without saying a word. My mother spoke and said, "Shuang, did you steal my neighbor's grandpa's melon?" "I ... I didn't steal it." I said. Mom added, "It's not your problem. What did you stammer? " ? You must feel guilty and say, is it you? "Under my mother's repeated questioning, I finally confessed the whole process of stealing melons." You boy, people in the village think you are a good boy, so they made a mistake for grandpa. "Afterwards, I calmed down and savored Grandpa's earnest words. I found him very amiable, and I felt very sorry and guilty. It is branded on the heart like a red-hot soldering iron; Like a teacher, he always teaches me how to be a man. This incident left an indelible memory on me. Chapter 7: Unforgettable Memories The golden childhood passed away in frolicking and innocent laughter. What is left is a string of beautiful memories. But there are some terrible regrets. There is such a thing that is still deeply imprinted in my mind. It was an afternoon in the summer vacation three years ago ... The sun was scorching the earth, people fell asleep with the help of air conditioners and electric fans, and some people sat under the trees to enjoy the cool and waved fans to sleep. Only the cicada proudly shouted, "I know-I know-". However, at this moment, the "guerrillas" set out, this time targeting peaches in Taoyuan. As soon as we entered Taoyuan, everything was in chaos. We scrambled to pick peaches to eat, but we didn't notice that the old man who looked at peaches didn't sleep. Before long, the "guerrillas" were wiped out. Grandpa looked at us for a long time with serious eyes, his mouth twitched twice, and his livid face showed an angry look. I was trembling with fear. The peach I just picked fell to the ground with a bang. Everyone secretly looked at grandpa and didn't know what to do. Unexpectedly, grandpa didn't hit us or scold us. He sighed and said softly, "look, are these peaches so good?" "Now, it's almost ripe, but it's ruined by your words." "Isn't it enough to buy yours?" I dared to ask. "buy? Is that all? Look at how many peaches have been ruined for you. " Grandpa said, "Oh, forget it, for your sake, go!" " "Hearing this, we ran and ran. I couldn't help looking back. I saw the old man bend down and pick up the peaches we left behind with rough hands. I seem to see tears of love in his eyes. At this time, I regret so much that I want to slap myself. Yes, no pains, no gains The peaches we destroyed were also bought by farmers' uncles with blood and sweat! From then on, I owed a "debt", not only to the grandfather who looked after peaches, but also to the tens of millions of working people who feed us. They nurtured our growth with their own blood and sweat. I want to be a person who cherishes the fruits of labor like grandpa. Although it has been three years, I still can't forget it until now. It is deeply inserted in my heart like a steel needle and has become an indelible memory. Chapter 8: Unforgettable Memories I don't think about the days I spent. I always thought that the happiness of my childhood would accompany me to adulthood. When I was a child, it was really changeable. One minute I was crying, and the next minute I was laughing. Maybe that's why I miss my childhood. That kind of cold and forgetful character is destroyed and disappeared again and again with the growth of age. Passing through the classroom that I have entered, there is always an impulse to go in. All patience is just an impulse. Looking at the low table that has been used, the stools are all high. It's always embarrassing to do it secretly now. Maybe it is not suitable, so it is not suitable. When we finish class, they have class. I can't help looking at our high-quality faces; Listen to our childish reading sound; Think about it, once we were so obedient. Looking through the previous exercise books, I always feel that the font is not mine, nor can it be mine, and even the self-deprecating words are not well written; Looking at graduation photo in the photo, I was always so strange, but I smiled happily. But now I will never laugh like that again. Listening to the songs we used to sing, I feel that the melody is not so good, but we sang them secretly in class that year. Have you had several childhoods? Happiness, in childhood; Laughter, in childhood; Friendship is better than childhood.