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A good past event must be at least 600 words

A beautiful past event

In my little photo album, there is a photo that makes people laugh. There was a little girl of five or six years old standing on a majestic stone lion, crying loudly, her tears falling straight down! This child is me when I was young.

At that time, my father was working in a military unit in Beijing. One day, my parents took me to play in Xijiao Park. An uncle who was traveling with me was my father’s colleague. He was a photography enthusiast and often took pictures of people. This time when he went to the park, he had a small and exquisite camera hanging around his neck. When we arrived at the park, we walked around and took pictures. We were so happy.

Later, we came to a lion. I looked up and saw, oh, what a powerful lion! It has sharp claws, wide eyes, a huge body, thick limbs, and a huge mouth. It's really scary! I couldn't help but hide behind my mother, timidly glancing at the lion from time to time. My mother didn't notice my expression and said with a smile: "Take a picture here!" She wanted to hold me on the lion, and I screamed: "No, no!" I tried my best to break away from my mother's hand. "What's wrong?" Mom was stunned. "Lions are made of stone and don't bite." Dad probably saw what I was thinking. He walked under the lion, patted the stone lion's back, and said to me, "Look, the lion didn't open its mouth to eat me!" I still refused. go. My mother seemed to deliberately oppose me and forcefully carried me to the stone lion. I was so scared that all the hairs on my body stood up. When my parents saw this, they both laughed. The uncle was also laughing so hard. I got angry and burst into tears. Unexpectedly, they were not anxious at all, but instead laughed even more. I was so angry that my chest was heaving, my face was hot, I opened my feet and was about to jump down.

The uncle blinked and suddenly pressed the shutter with a "click" at me, and my ridiculous appearance was captured in the lens.

Now, every time I see this photo, I can’t help but smile. Ah, how interesting!

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A beautiful past event

The waves of time crash on the beach of life again, and there are many things on the beach I picked up many precious shells, and picking one up at random brought back unforgettable memories...

When I was sorting out the drawers, I accidentally discovered a "sleeping" tree in the corner of the drawer. It was dark and very unique. Ballpoint pens are no longer available. This is, I suddenly remembered, this is a pen that has been "used" by others...

That autumn, I still remember holding a math test paper in my hand and walking slowly home in frustration. I thought: I failed the math test again this time. I hate math. I will definitely never be able to do well in math again!

The wind gently rolls up the numerous autumn leaves on the ground, carrying away the worries all over the place. "Hey, what's wrong with you?" A loud and honest voice interrupted my sorrow. It was him. I ignored him and continued walking, but he immediately intercepted me in front and said solemnly: "I'm not here to laugh at you, I'm here to help you."

"Okay, tell me how you can help me?" Since he is not here to ridicule me, then I will see what tricks he is playing.

He pulled out a dark, very unique ballpoint pen from his trouser pocket, then he took my hand and patted the pen in my hand. "This is the pen I used when I got first place in the exam. I think it will definitely help you." After saying that, he ran away in a hurry.

I threw the pen into the pen bag, "Who believes this thing can work!" I said to myself contemptuously.

Time is like the wind, quietly blowing the math exam in front of me. When I got the math test paper, I was at a loss. Once I encountered a slightly difficult question, I would scribble on the scratch paper in a panic without any idea of ??how to solve the problem. By chance, my pen ran out of ink, and when I was rummaging through the pen bag for a replacement refill, I found the pitch-black ballpoint pen that had been lying in the pen bag. Anyway, I'm at my wits end now, so I might as well give this pen a try and see if it can bring me good luck.

When I held the pen, confidence and courage surged into my heart. I quickly wrote down the questions that had once puzzled me. This was the first time I had experienced this in a math exam. It feels extremely refreshing.

The autumn wind caresses my face gently, "I say autumn is better than spring." This autumn wind is like a pleasant spring breeze. I took the math test paper that satisfied me and walked home happily.

Later, he said that the pen was just an ordinary pen. He did this to make me more confident. I said, this is a pen that he "used".

Now, I find a delicate and beautiful box, and gently put the pen and the beautiful past into the box. I want to treasure them...

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A beautiful past event

Open the door of my memory, and what emerges in front of everyone are past events. Among these past events, many are still deeply remembered in my memory, such as the game of pulling fishing nets, the game of applying plasters, the game of eagle catching chickens, the game of throwing handkerchiefs... Among so many past events, the one I remember the most is What is still new and the most beautiful thing is playing house games with my friends when I was a child.

I remember it was a sunny afternoon. My friends and I played house games at home.

We took out the props, laid them out on the table, and assigned roles. In the end, we decided that Xiaohong, Xiaoli and I would be the employees of the "restaurant", Xiaoxue and Xiaoqi would be the "vegetable sellers", and the others would be the "guests".

First of all, Xiaoli and I went to Xiaoxue and Xiaoqi's "vegetable stall" to buy vegetables. Xiaoli and I picked right and left, and finally decided to buy "eggs", "pumpkins", "green vegetables", "corn" and "lotus roots". Among these things, the so-called eggs are beads, pumpkins are made of orange plasticine, vegetables are made of green plasticine, and corn and lotus roots are replaced by building blocks similar to them.

After buying the "vegetables" and finishing everything, our "restaurant" was opened.

To our surprise, "guests" came to our "restaurant" as soon as it opened. At this time, the waiter Xiaohong hurriedly came to the guest, brought a glass of water and a menu, and enthusiastically asked the guest what he wanted.

After a while, Xiaohong came to the "kitchen" and said: "A plate of 'fried noodles' and a cup of 'chrysanthemum tea.'" Xiaoli brought a cup of "chrysanthemum tea" to Xiaohong, and Xiaohong Serve it to guests immediately. I quickly "fried noodles". After a few minutes, the noodles were fried. After putting them on the plate, the fried "noodles" exuded bursts of "fragrance", which made people salivate. Xiao Hong picked up the noodles and said in an innocent voice: "Here we go!"

Hey, why did I hear someone ask me if this noodle was real or fake? Let me tell you, this noodle is made of plasticine.

At this moment, Xiaoxue and Xiaoqi came. It turned out that they came to drink "mung bean porridge" to relieve the heat.

I quickly cooked the "mung bean porridge", then put it in the refrigerator to cool down, and then asked Xiaohong to serve the "mung bean porridge".

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This is a profound and beautiful past event that I remember deeply.

This incident recorded the innocence and cuteness of my childhood!