Write a composition about the good past.

1. A beautiful composition of the past 800 words opens the floodgate of memory, and a piece of the past emerges in front of you.

Some past events have gone away with time, while others are deeply imprinted in my mind like brands. Some gave me good memories, while others left me with lessons that I can never erase, drive away or forget.

This happened when I was in the third grade. On Saturday morning, I finished my homework and packed my schoolbag. I quickly sat down in front of the TV, turned on the TV, and waited anxiously for the broadcast of my favorite TV program.

It suddenly occurred to me that a favorite cartoon will also be broadcast at this time. What should I do? At this time, an idea popped into my mind: why not record my favorite TV programs with a video recorder? So I can watch my favorite programs after watching cartoons, so that the programs and animations can be correct. I couldn't help laughing to myself: "Look how smart I am!" However, my father made a rule for me: if two people want to watch TV at the same time, then one person will watch TV directly and the other will watch it after recording the program. However, I really want to watch both programs.

So, I thought about it again and again, hesitated again and again, and put the video into the vcr, thinking: Anyway, no one is watching it, so I will record it while watching it. Isn't it "the best of both worlds!" "Just watching it for a while, my father suddenly came over and said," Well, the wonderful World Cup is about to begin! ""Dad looked at the TV, then at the video recorder, frowning and saying, "Ting, how about this? I watch TV and you record it with a video recorder! " "I shook my head and shouted," No-all right ... ""All right, look, I'll record it. " Dad said quickly.

"Hum, no, I want to watch it again and record it again!" I shouted unreasonably. At this point, I have forgotten the rules set by my father.

"Why are you so unreasonable?" Dad is a little angry. "Hum, no, no! I want to watch cartoons and record programs! " I looked up, pursed my lips and muttered.

"How can you be so arrogant! So overbearing! " Dad couldn't help shouting. "no!" I still insist.

"I'm going to see-"I glanced at my father and shuddered. My father has frowned. I gnashed my teeth and said ungrateful, "Why do you have to watch the football match?" What is there to see when a dozen people turn around a ball? "Dad looked at me unreasonable, plausibly. I couldn't bear it any longer and gave me a good beating.

Alas, "it's really stealing chickens and not eating rice." From this lesson, I learned that people, whether outside or at home, should not be too selfish and inconsiderate. They should learn to be humble, caring, considerate and reasonable when things happen.

This is the controversy caused by watching TV. It taught me a lot of truth and also brought me profound lessons.

2. A beautiful past composition A beautiful past is in my small photo album, which contains a very funny photo.

There is a five or six-year-old girl standing on the mighty stone lion, crying, tears are about to fall! This child was when I was young. At that time, my father worked in an army in Beijing.

One day, my parents took me to play in Xijiao Park. One of my uncles is my father's colleague. He is a photographer and often takes pictures of people.

This time he went to the park, he hung a small and exquisite camera around his neck. When we arrived at the park, we took a group photo in one place and were very happy.

Later, we came with a lion. I looked up, oh, what a powerful lion! Sharp claws, round eyes, huge body, thick limbs, it has a big mouth, which is really scary! I can't help hiding behind my mother, and sometimes I look at the lion timidly.

My mother didn't pay attention to my expression and smiled and said, "Take a picture here!" " "She wanted to hug me to the lion, and I screamed," No, I don't! " "I tried to break away from my mother's hand. "What's the matter?" Mom froze.

"Lions are stones and don't bite." Dad probably read my mind, walked under the lion, patted the lion on the back and said to me, "Look, the lion didn't open his mouth to eat me!" " "I still refuse to go.

It seems that my mother deliberately opposed me and forced me to go to Shishi. I was so scared that my whole body stood on end. My parents burst out laughing when they saw this.

The uncle also laughed his head off. I was so angry that I burst into tears.

Who knows, they are not in a hurry, but they laugh more happily. I'm so angry that my chest is going to collapse, my face is going to burn and my feet are going to jump.

Uncle blinked and suddenly pressed the shutter at me, and my ridiculous appearance was taken into the camera. Now, whenever I see this photo, I can't help laughing.

Ah, that's interesting.

3. Beautiful Past Composition Beautiful Past

In my small photo album, I cherish a funny photo. There is a five or six-year-old girl standing on the mighty stone lion, crying, tears are about to fall! This child was when I was young.

At that time, my father worked in an army in Beijing. One day, my parents took me to play in Xijiao Park. One of my uncles is my father's colleague. He is a photographer and often takes pictures of people. This time he went to the park, he hung a small and exquisite camera around his neck. When we arrived at the park, we took a group photo in one place and were very happy.

Later, we came with a lion. I looked up, oh, what a powerful lion! Sharp claws, round eyes, huge body, thick limbs, it has a big mouth, which is really scary! I can't help hiding behind my mother, and sometimes I look at the lion timidly. My mother didn't pay attention to my expression and smiled and said, "Take a picture here!" " "She wanted to hug me to the lion, and I screamed," No, I don't! " "I tried to break away from my mother's hand. "What's the matter?" Mom froze. "Lions are stones and don't bite." Dad probably read my mind, walked under the lion, patted the lion on the back and said to me, "Look, the lion didn't open his mouth to eat me!" " "I still refuse to go. It seems that my mother deliberately opposed me and forced me to go to Shishi. I was so scared that my whole body stood on end. My parents burst out laughing when they saw this. The uncle also laughed his head off. I was so angry that I burst into tears. Who knows, they are not in a hurry, but they laugh more happily. I'm so angry that my chest is going to collapse, my face is going to burn and my feet are going to jump.

Uncle blinked and suddenly pressed the shutter at me, and my ridiculous appearance was taken into the camera.

Now, whenever I see this photo, I can't help laughing. Ah, how interesting!

4. A beautiful past 500-word composition A beautiful past life is extremely short, which is why the beautiful past in life is lingering.

It was a hot morning and my friends and I were playing in the square. We play hide-and-seek, throw sandbags, jump rubber bands and turn hula hoops. The sun has become particularly sultry.

In a short time, bean-sized sweat hung on our heads and backs, our clothes were soaked with sweat and our throats were smoking with thirst. I asked the friends who came down, except Xiao Ming, who we called "cheapskate", who didn't bring water. I'm depressed.

Speaking of cheapskate, he is notoriously stingy and doesn't even borrow an eraser. At this moment, Xiao Ming pulled me up and walked to his seat. He conjured a bottle of fruit king from behind like magic, which was extremely cold.

I was puzzled and thought: he must have no good heart! Who knows, Xiao Ming gave me that bottle of fruit king. The weather is really cold. I ate three bites of five, which gave my whole arm goose bumps. I can't imagine, "You ...? "Xiao Ming is all smiles:" This is for you, take it! " Say that finish, he took a few bottles of drinks to several other partners.

I was stunned, and Xiao Ming, who was originally stingy, became extremely generous. I keep this sentence in mind because I know that beauty can make people generous, beautiful and honest.

In short, beauty exists in every corner of the world! A beautiful past, a beautiful angel was sowing the seeds of childhood dreams, which reminded people of childhood memories. I ran happily, following the angel's dream of running towards childhood.

My childhood was free and happy, and I spent it with my grandfather. When I was a child, I felt happy when I thought of one thing.

When I was 5 years old, in summer, my grandfather went to the field to transplant rice seedlings. I also wanted to go. My grandfather won't let me go anyway. He picked up a pile of seedlings and walked out of the gate. I think, hum! If you don't let me go, I will.

Grandpa left, and I also picked up a bunch of seedlings and dragged them to Tianba. I shouldered the seedlings and walked quietly behind my grandfather.

Before he turned around, I sat on the ridge, took off my shoes and socks, rolled up my trouser legs and got off the rice field. I surrounded my grandfather with Miao on my back and sang a cheerful song: "In the early summer of 2005, my sweaty grandfather planted rice in the field in the heat. Grandpa won't let me come, I will. Grandpa won't let me do it, so I will.

I have my own seedlings, you don't have to worry. I'm not a child, I'm a big boy ... "Grandpa stared at me curiously, his eyes kept turning around me, and I was so happy that my steps were fast."

Grandpa smiled and continued to transplant rice. Seeing that grandpa ignored me, I was unhappy and put my seedlings on the ridge.

When I got home, I was sad, packed a small bag and came to my grandfather. I put my little hand to my grandfather, and he said curiously, "Why?" I said, "give me money, how can I go home by car without money!" " Grandpa lifted my head with rough hands and took me home ... The clock can't just go forward, and the seeds of childhood dreams are just a bunch of beautiful memories and endless aftertaste.

5. A beautiful composition of the past blooms in the depths of memory.

You are a girl who loves to laugh.

That day, I didn't do well in the exam and was severely criticized by the teacher. It's hard for me to avoid depression. Everything I see in my eyes seems to be gray, and even the world seems to be covered with a gray veil. I walked aimlessly in the corridor with great sadness, and my mood was terrible. I thought no one would comfort me, but you came over and gave me the brightest smile: my eyebrows were bent and my eyes completed a new moon, thin. The corners of the mouth rose slightly, and the mouth opened a crack, revealing a row of white teeth. That kind of warm and bright smile can melt the ice and snow, make this seemingly lifeless world full of vitality in an instant, and let me see hope in the dark.

"Still sad for the exam? Cheer up, such an exam is nothing at all. Besides, your strength is there. Just try harder next time. " After you finished, you gave me a beautiful smile and gave me courage and confidence. My mood has improved-not only because of your words, but also because of your magical and sweet smile. This kind of smile is a smile that contains concern but can make people get rid of troubles.

Another time, you were telling your classmates a story you made up. You speak in your distinctive tone, imitate some people's words from time to time, and sometimes do some funny things. In the process of telling the story, you always keep smiling-the corners of your mouth are upturned and only eight teeth are exposed. At some point, the students were amused by your humorous story. At first, several people were laughing in a low voice. After a while, all the students finally couldn't help it and began to laugh together.

At this time, I saw that your smile changed, and your original smile became another look: you opened your mouth wide, revealing not only a row of teeth, but the whole mouth. Your little eyes are narrowed into a thin seam at this time, and you can only see the black seam. Like them, you all laughed and laughed so happily. This kind of smile is a smile that you can bring joy to people.

On April Fool's Day, the math teacher was teased by our class, and you laughed like the whole class. You laughed so freely, your hands kept pounding on the table, and your head was almost on the table, because you laughed too hard. I can see that that kind of smile is your happy smile, and it is your heartfelt smile.

When watching a movie, your smile is a smile that makes you happy for the protagonist; When you get full marks in the test paper, your smile is confident and full; At the sports meeting, you laughed happily because our class won the first place.

Although you are not in our class now, your smile is like a beautiful flower, which will bloom in my memory forever.

6. A beautiful 600-word story is like tea. The longer it lasts, the stronger it becomes. It's getting brighter and brighter. In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and I have changed from an ignorant little girl to a big girl. Sometimes I think people are really wonderful animals, from being born with a teapot to becoming a tall and big person. When people grow up and look back, they realize how naive they were.

When I was a child, I always looked up at night and pointed to the stars in the sky with my chubby little hand, trying to count them. ...

"Mom, why are there so many stars in the sky?" I sat on my mother's lap and began to ask her, "Because everyone's good wishes can be heard by Grandpa God, he turned people's wishes into bright little stars and hung them in the sky to let people know that Grandpa God saw their wishes." You have to be good, and you can let Grandpa God see everything you do. Be careful that Grandpa God will not turn your wish into a star if he is unhappy! " My mother told me that I looked surprised and asked my mother, "Really?" God, grandpa, can you hang up my wish? No, there are so many people in the world that my grandfather won't notice me! ""No, you're fine. Grandpa likes good babies. If you are not good, grandpa won't notice you. " "hmm? Then I must be good! " "Hehe" ...

Time has passed, I am in Grade Three, and today is Mother's Day. The teacher asked us to send gifts to our mother and look at the gifts prepared by our classmates: we have our own greeting cards; There is a well-prepared story ... I thought to myself, I want to give my mother the best thing in the world!

When I got home from school, I finished my homework quickly. I was worried when I watched the old man walk slowly. I can't wait for the night to come. It was 8 o'clock and it was already dark. I dragged my mother into the yard. My mother is still in the dark. "Why don't you take a bath, go to bed early and go to school tomorrow?" Mother said reproachfully, "Mom, will you wait a moment?" Just one second. " My mother couldn't help laughing. "Well, hurry up! ~ ~ "Looking at my mother's impatient expression, I took a big step forward with a smile, closed my eyes and said loudly to the sky," My God, grandpa! Today is Mother's Day. Although I have often made my mother angry in recent years, you must have achieved my wish! I hope mom will be happy forever! ! ! "I opened my eyes and looked up at the sky. I saw a star winking at me. I went back to my mother and said to her happily, "Mom! Oh, my God, Grandpa heard me! Look, it's that star! ! ! ""Well ~ ~ ~ Good boy ~ ~ "My mother put her arms around me and smiled happily.

The past is gone, mom. Do you remember this? Don't believe it? With that star as proof ~!

7. A Beautiful Past 500-word Composition A Beautiful Past Life is extremely short, which is why the beautiful past in life is lingering.

It was a hot morning and my friends and I were playing in the square. We play hide-and-seek, throw sandbags, jump rubber bands and turn hula hoops. The sun has become particularly sultry.

In a short time, bean-sized sweat hung on our heads and backs, our clothes were soaked with sweat and our throats were smoking with thirst. I asked the friends who came down, except Xiao Ming, who we called "cheapskate", who didn't bring water. I'm depressed.

Speaking of cheapskate, he is notoriously stingy and doesn't even borrow an eraser. At this moment, Xiao Ming pulled me up and walked to his seat. He conjured a bottle of fruit king from behind like magic, which was extremely cold.

I was puzzled and thought: he must have no good heart! Who knows, Xiao Ming gave me that bottle of fruit king. The weather is really cold. I ate three bites of five, which gave my whole arm goose bumps. I can't imagine, "You ...? "Xiao Ming is all smiles:" This is for you, take it! " Say that finish, he took a few bottles of drinks to several other partners.

I was stunned, and Xiao Ming, who was originally stingy, became extremely generous. I keep this sentence in mind, because I know that beauty can make people generous, beautiful and frank.

In short, beauty exists in every corner of the world! A beautiful past, a beautiful angel was sowing the seeds of childhood dreams, which reminded people of childhood memories. I ran happily, following the angel's dream of running towards childhood.

My childhood was free and happy, and I spent it with my grandfather. When I was a child, I felt happy when I thought of one thing.

When I was 5 years old, in summer, my grandfather went to the field to transplant rice seedlings. I also wanted to go. My grandfather won't let me go anyway. He picked up a pile of seedlings and walked out of the gate. I think, hum! If you don't let me go, I will.

Grandpa left, and I also picked up a bunch of seedlings and dragged them to Tianba. I shouldered the seedlings and walked quietly behind my grandfather.

Before he turned around, I sat on the ridge, took off my shoes and socks, rolled up my trouser legs and got off the rice field. I surrounded my grandfather with Miao on my back and sang a cheerful song: "In the early summer of 2005, my sweaty grandfather planted rice in the field in the heat. Grandpa won't let me come, I will. Grandpa won't let me do it, so I will.

I have my own seedlings, you don't have to worry. I'm not a child, I'm a big boy ... "Grandpa stared at me curiously, his eyes kept turning around me, and I was so happy that my steps were fast."

Grandpa smiled and continued to transplant rice. Seeing that grandpa ignored me, I was unhappy and put my seedlings on the ridge.

When I got home, I was sad, packed a small bag and came to my grandfather. I put my little hand to my grandfather, and he said curiously, "Why?" I said, "give me money, how can I go home by car without money!" " Grandpa lifted my head with rough hands and took me home ... The clock can't just go forward, and the seeds of childhood dreams are just a bunch of beautiful memories and endless aftertaste.

8. A beautiful past composition 400 words Childhood is like a dream, full of fantasy and longing. Childhood is like a ship, carrying a beautiful yearning for childhood. Childhood is like running water, flowing away quietly. ...

When I was six or seven years old, many interesting things happened that I can't forget. Let me tell you one!

The kindergarten was on holiday that afternoon, and my mother told me that I had taken it home and was anxious to go to work. I am so bored that I have to watch TV. The TV station didn't broadcast the cartoon I wanted to watch. When I want to play with other children, I remember my mother told me not to go anywhere … I just hope that time will pass quickly, because then my parents can go home. I watched the clock on the wall pass by, and suddenly an idea flashed through my mind. Adjust the time to five o'clock. So, I stepped on the chair, took off the clock, set it at five o'clock, put it back, and thought, "Mom and Dad will come back early now." The clock turned and turned, but mom and dad still didn't come back. I'm really worried. Finally, mom came back at 7: 46. When I met my mother, I immediately asked her, "Why did you come back so late?" Mom said unhurriedly; "I came back more than 20 minutes earlier than before! It was because I didn't trust you at home that I came back early. Are you in trouble again? " I said falteringly; "I, I, I moved the clock a lot faster." I thought my mother would scold me, but she just told me that time is beyond our control.

Whenever I recall these things, I can't help laughing, because they added a lot of bright colors to my childhood.