A 500-word essay on two or three profound things that happened during the holidays.

A 500-word essay on two or three profound things that happened during the vacation

One thing during the vacation

One thing during the winter vacation is like a The fireworks were colorful, light and happy like falling snowflakes. I carefully picked up one of them, and that was the most unforgettable and meaningful thing for me.

It was a sunny day in winter, and my mood was as good as the weather. I issued a "challenge" to my father - to see who could play chess better. From the beginning, I focused on my father's pawns, so I used both cannons to eliminate the pawns. When I happily eliminated my father's pawns, I only heard my father say happily: "General!" I hurriedly looked at my commander. The opponent's artillery was attacking our commander. I turned to the commander for help, but my commander was blindfolded and could not move. I had to move the commander's position, and the position on the right was occupied. The car was occupied, so I had to move to the left, "It's safe now!" It was too late, but then, my father jumped on his horse and stopped me again. At this time, I was besieged on all sides and could not get in or go back, so I had to admit defeat obediently.

My father said to me sincerely: "You can't be greedy when playing chess. You have to make a comprehensive plan. The key is to take the opponent's lead!" After the lesson of this failure, I said to myself: "Don't be impetuous. , Don’t be greedy!” Two or Three Things That Impressed Me 800 Words Essay

It was last winter, when heavy snow fell. I got up very early in the morning and saw a patch of white flowers on the ground, as if covered with silver. After breakfast, I played a snowball fight with my sister. I squatted down, grabbed a handful of snow, and shaped it into a round shape. My sister seemed to be ready. As the saying goes, "The first strike is the strongest." I kept attacking her. Not to be outdone, she flew two snowballs at me even though her face was bruised and bruised. It was too late but it was too fast. I ducked and escaped the blow. I was about to attack with a snowball, when suddenly one snowball came and hit me in the face, and two more came and hit my hair. In my haste, I pretended to pick up snow, but my eyes were fixed on her. At this time, two snowballs flew up. I rolled on the ground and flew two "missiles" at her, which made her dizzy and made her hair all white. My sister's hands were red. "Ah," my sister sneezed. I saw it and said, "Stop playing." "Swish" the snow hit my face. "You actually resorted to the bitter trick" I said to myself. I flew two snowballs towards her, but she had already defended herself and lay down to avoid the blow. Suddenly I had a plan in mind. "Your father is back." She turned her face, and at this time, I threw two snowballs. "No way..." She was beaten as soon as she turned around. She suddenly cried, and I would never be fooled again. I walked up to her, grabbed a handful of snow in my hand, and molded her head with the other hand. It was over, she had a fever. "Dad..." This incident is unforgettable to me. —————————————————————————————————————————— There is such a place in the galaxy of my memory shell. Every time I pick it up, I feel a twinge of guilt. Today I take it out for everyone to enjoy. I remember it was a miserable summer, the sun was scorching the earth, and the weather was extremely hot. My mother said that Xinhua Bookstore had bought a batch of rare world famous books. As a book lover, I felt like a fish in water after hearing this news. I asked my mother for a 20 yuan bill and ran to the station like a gust of wind. Halfway through, I felt my mouth was dry, and suddenly I heard a voice calling to buy, "Buy popsicles, buy popsicles...!" This was exactly what I wanted. I looked around and found an old woman over seventy years old under the poplar tree by the road, smiling at me. I quickly ran over and asked, "How much does a popsicle cost?" "Eighty cents a piece." "I'll take one." The old lady took one out of a milky white foam box and handed it to me. I took it from my jeans. Give out a one dollar bill. She turned around and took out a two-dollar bill from her wallet and gave it to me. Two dollars? Am I wrong? Hey, you can earn 1.2 yuan by buying popsicles? I took the money and turned around to leave. As I was walking, I accidentally dug into my trouser pocket, where was the money? My 20 yuan has disappeared, what should I do? If I can't buy the book, I might even get scolded by my mother when I get home. I was as restless as an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly I heard a voice behind my ears, "You can leave later!" I looked back and saw that it was the old lady buying popsicles. She was walking towards me, and I was trembling in my heart: She was not here to ask me for money, right? ...Thinking of this, my face turned as red as a red apple. The old lady walked over to me slowly and said, "Kid, is this your 20 yuan?" "It's mine." I lowered my head and said, "Here it is, put the money away next time." After saying that, I turned around and left. . She didn't even mention the 1.2 yuan thing. I looked at the old woman's back, and I felt as if I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and I felt extremely uncomfortable. Tormenting myself with endless guilt. But I never had the courage to give the money back to the old lady. Bus No. 1 came, and I got on the bus and went to the bookstore. I picked out books nervously. I heard two children next to me muttering: "What should I do? There are still one yuan and twenty cents left?" I glanced down and saw that a child was holding a copy of "The Story of Lei Feng" in his hand. For some reason, I also picked it up from the bookshelf. I pulled out a copy of "Lei Feng's Story", turned around and said to the two children: "Here, I'll lend you one dollar and twenty cents." I paid the money for them, then turned and ran out of the bookstore. On the way home, I felt much relieved.

Although it has been more than two years since this incident, whenever I think of it, I always feel a sense of guilt torturing myself; every summer, I am always afraid of running into the old lady selling ice cream. ———————————————————————————————————— There is such a shell in the galaxy of my memory. Every time I pick it up, I feel a twinge of guilt. Today I take it out for everyone to enjoy. I remember it was a miserable summer, the sun was scorching the earth, and the weather was extremely hot. My mother said that Xinhua Bookstore had purchased a batch of rare world famous books. As a book lover, I felt like a fish in water after hearing this news. I asked my mother for a 20 yuan bill and ran to the station like a gust of wind. Halfway through, I felt my mouth was dry, and suddenly I heard a voice calling to buy, "Buy popsicles, buy popsicles...!" This was exactly what I wanted. I looked around and found an old woman over seventy years old under the poplar tree by the road, smiling at me. I quickly ran over and asked, "How much does a popsicle cost?" "Eighty cents a piece." "I'll take one." The old lady took one out of a milky white foam box and handed it to me. I took it from my jeans. Give out a one dollar bill. She turned around and took out a two-dollar bill from her wallet and gave it to me. Two dollars? Am I wrong? Hey, you can earn 1.2 yuan by buying popsicles? I took the money and turned around to leave. As I was walking, I accidentally dug into my trouser pocket, where was the money? My 20 yuan has disappeared, what should I do? If I can't buy the book, I might even get scolded by my mother when I get home. I was as restless as an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly I heard a voice behind my ears, "You can leave later!" I looked back and saw that it was the old lady buying popsicles. She was walking towards me, and I was trembling in my heart: She was not here to ask me for money, right? ...Thinking of this, my face turned as red as a red apple. The old lady walked over to me slowly and said, "Kid, is this your 20 yuan?" "It's mine." I lowered my head and said, "Here it is, put the money away next time." After saying that, I turned around and left. . She didn't even mention the 1.2 yuan thing. I looked at the old woman's back, and I felt as if I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and I felt extremely uncomfortable. Tormenting myself with endless guilt. But I never had the courage to give the money back to the old lady. Bus No. 1 came, and I got on the bus and went to the bookstore. I was choosing books nervously. I heard two children next to me muttering: "What should I do? I'm still short of one dollar and twenty cents?" I glanced down and saw a child holding a copy of "The Story of Lei Feng" in his hand. I don't know why, but I also picked it up from the bookshelf. I pulled out a copy of "The Story of Lei Feng", turned around and said to the two children: "Here, I will lend you one dollar and twenty cents." I paid the money for them, turned around and ran out of the bookstore. On the way home, I felt much relieved. Weekly Notes: Two or three things that impressed me this week, 400 words

No one in the world will not make mistakes, but if you know your mistakes and can correct them, what a difference. Exciting! This is what I have experienced personally.

It was a sunny noon, and I wanted to go to the amusement park with my friends. But you have to bring at least 100 yuan with you to play there, but I am penniless now, how can I go there? Suddenly, an idea came to my mind inexplicably: go work to make money, and then go after making enough money. Where to work? In doubt, I had an idea. I'm so stupid. Isn't it easy to get my parents' money?

I just did it, I sneaked into my parents’ room, gently but quickly picked up the key, opened the drawer, and put the two hundred yuan into my trouser pocket. There was a "click" and the door opened. It was Dad. I was so frightened that I couldn't speak. Dad glanced at me and saw his hand hiding behind his ***. I didn't dare to stretch it out, for fear that some clues would be revealed. "What a tragedy! Dad noticed my hand, what should I do? Brother, come and save me!" Dad's eyes were fixed on the thing in my hand. Suddenly, Dad raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes. Look straight at me. After a long time, he started to ask me: "Did you take money from your mother? If so, tell me honestly. Dad won't scold you. Did you take the money?" "Me? Me?" "Dad, please forgive me. !" I said as I knelt on the ground and asked my father to give me a chance to change. "Get up! From now on, I don't want to see you taking money randomly again. Now daddy forgives you this time. If you have another time, you don't have to study? How much money did you take in one visit? Why do you want money? Tell me quickly. I'll explain it to my mother later. Do you understand?" Listening to my father's serious and kind words, I lowered my head and said hesitantly: "I understand. I'll take it." "I want to go to the amusement park with my classmates. Do you want that much money? You are not allowed to take money from adults anymore!" "Oh! Where are you going to get money?" ?" "Oh" I looked at my father's kind eyes, and the "secret thoughts" in my heart gradually disappeared. From then on, I never dared to take my father's or mother's money.

Dad, it was you who changed me, it was you who made me honest, and it was you who made me understand this truth: correct your mistakes when you know they are wrong, and there is no such thing as good.

"The Holiday That Impressed Me" English composition

I went to the Forest Park with my old friend this Thursday. Although it was hot, we had a wonderful time there. We played a lot, such as corsair , bumper cars, Arabian Flying Blanket and so on. We felt excited indeed. That day was also my friend's birthday. I bought a ic strip for her because she likes cartoon very much. She also invited me to her new flat to play. At last she gave me a heart made of crystal. She really moved me.

On Sunday afternoon our translating group had finally finished all chapters! I was really excited. Although our translation was not very fluent and nice, even a little abrupt, it was our oute. It was our effort. When I saw my name on the heroic translator list, I was really proud of myself. Two Impressive Things Junior High School Composition 600

In every In the ocean of personal memories, there are some people who will be unforgettable for you for various reasons, and thus be stored in the warehouse of your memory. In my heart, there are many people who are unforgettable to me, and the most unforgettable one is - Teacher Chen, who taught me Chinese in fifth grade.

Teacher Chen is an old teacher in our school who has rich teaching experience and profound knowledge. He gave us meticulous care in life.

After a physical education class, we were so sweaty from playing that we took off our clothes casually. Teacher Chen found out. He was afraid that we would catch cold and affect our homework. Let us put on our clothes quickly. Teacher Chen, your words warm our hearts like the spring breeze.

Teacher Chen, you not only care about us meticulously in life, but more importantly, you require us to be serious and meticulous in our studies.

I remember it was a Sunday, and this is what happened. I finished my math homework on Saturday and put off my Chinese homework until tomorrow. On Sunday, my aunt's child came to our house as a guest and played with him all day, but he forgot his homework. It wasn't until I went to bed at night that I thought about my Chinese homework. At this time, I quickly took out my Chinese homework to make up for it.

However, after just a few questions, the fight started. I was very sleepy at the time, so I thought I would do it again when I go to school tomorrow! The next day in class, the teacher asked me a question, and I would do it. The teacher saw that I always lowered my head, so he came to see me and found that I hadn't done my homework. He said to me seriously: "Make up your homework and come to my office to write a test report." At that time, I was very unconvinced, but later I realized that Teacher Chen was doing this for my own good.

I will never forget you - Teacher Chen.

What is the most impressive thing about the Spring Festival?

The water surface of Fuhe River is very wide, and the rockeries are graceful! Everyone has seen this beautiful scene. Mom and aunt couldn't bear their impatience anymore. We continue to chat and walk during the Spring Festival this year, in the near future. I took this opportunity. The second day of the Lunar New Year was a day to celebrate my grandfather’s birthday. As soon as I saw him, he ran up to “visit” what was going on. I asked them to do cool poses one by one. My parents and I went to my grandma’s house to celebrate the New Year. We adjusted to the "children" mode. We came to a small square made of flowers. Many interesting and unforgettable things happened, and we all asked for them. I take pictures of them. Because I learned photography. During the Spring Festival, it is really like a fairyland on earth. I believe that I am very happy when I come to Fuhe. This incident made me both happy and unforgettable. I smiled sheepishly, and I used my camera to capture this beautiful moment for them... When I got home, the water was as still as a mirror. I turned on my computer and placed it in the shape of a big guitar in the center. As I walked, I switched back to the "smile detection" mode. Through hard work, I will definitely become a veritable photographer. I vaguely saw several pagodas and small buildings in the fog in the distance. My sister is very curious. Our family was walking on the road along the river, and the river was crystal clear... and we saw this beautiful scene.

I was ecstatic, the surrounding scenery was reflected in it, and it was recognized by everyone. I inserted the USB flash drive and couldn't wait to go out and practice. Here, one of the things impressed me very deeply, and I quickly begged my father to put his treasure in it. --When I took out the camera, they all asked me to take pictures for them. The scenery here is beautiful, and everyone elected me to be the "photographer" that day: the flowers were in full bloom. Under the guidance of my father, I learned some basic knowledge of photography in a short time. I chose a beautiful angle to take a few pictures for them. I couldn't help but pick up the camera and take a few pictures in a row. I took a few photos and reviewed the photos one by one. Everyone keeps praising me for taking good photos

You can write about making dumplings, or you can write about setting off firecrackers with your friends. On New Year’s Eve, the whole family happily sits together and laughs about the joy of the year, which roughly revolves around In this direction, I wrote a few good things I did during the winter vacation, and wrote an impressive essay of 500 words. The memory of the winter vacation is like a finely crafted piano. Each note in the music describes an event, and I, in The musician who plays beautiful music on this piano.

During this winter vacation, I want to play a song like this: Help parents share their workload, so I will help parents share the tasks of washing dishes, mopping the floor, wiping furniture, and mopping the floor during this winter vacation. After finishing the meal, I neatly put the tableware into the sink, squeezed some dishwashing liquid on the dishcloth, turned on the faucet, picked up the dishcloth, and helped them "bath". The tableware was slippery in my hand. Yes, I turned on the faucet and took water to rinse the bowl clean. While the water was flowing, I removed the foam. After a while, I cleaned up all the foam on the bowl. And arrange them carefully and put them in the cupboard. On the day of the New Year, I soaked a rag and put some toothpaste on it to wipe the furniture. I was so excited that after a while, the coffee table I wiped was very clean. I put the rag a few times and put it on the coffee table. The toothpaste was wiped off, and I wiped the other furniture equally clean. After a while, I washed the mop again with toothpaste water, mopped the floor clean, and also wiped away the toothpaste water with clean water. Through this labor, I know that every time parents do housework, it is so hard and tiring. In the future, I must spare more time to help parents share some housework. The most impressive thing in the three years of junior high school (Girls' Composition)

School is the cradle of knowledge, teaching us knowledge from a o e; school is the guiding light of the journey, leading me to the right channel: School is also our stage, where I can rest my youth, shed sweat and tears, and finally achieve success. Everyone will have a stage that belongs to him, and on that stage, he is the protagonist. Only by struggling on this stage can we achieve success!

When I was in the first grade of junior high school, I was a very taciturn child. When others saw me, they would say: "Ah, what a quiet little kid." Girl!" But I don't like myself like this. Being too quiet is not a good thing. It seems that I am incompatible with everything around me, as if there is a barrier separating me from others. I usually don't talk to others, nor do I think about talking to others. Just like this, after a few years, when I thought I might continue to live like this as an individual, I also felt hesitant, lonely, but helpless. Until one day, the head teacher called my mother and told her about my personality problem and that it was a very serious problem at this time. So, put the phone down, my mom told me, try to blend in with others and you will find that it is not a difficult problem. The next day, when the teacher asked my classmates to read the text aloud, I thought of my mother's words, and raised my hand with anxiety, entanglement, and a little expectation. When the teacher saw me raising my hand, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. Surprised by joy. He also encouraged me and said, how brave! After class, some classmates gathered around and said something like, you are so awesome. I also started joking and chatting with them. Now, when you think back to the past, you will find how important raising your hand in that class was!

On my stage, I originally thought that I was a walk-on passerby, A, B, C, D. It didn’t matter to this stage. However, after this time, I defeated myself and gave me the confidence to overcome difficulties in the future. It also changes the meaning of this stage to me. I am not an insignificant extra actor, but an indispensable protagonist! I have to work harder! Let the applause off the stage be even more enthusiastic! Middle School Weekly Diary The most impressive thing 500 words

The most unforgettable thing

There is such a shell in the galaxy of my memory. Every time I pick it up, I feel a twinge of guilt. Today I take it out for everyone to enjoy.

I remember it was a miserable summer. The sun was scorching the earth and the weather was extremely hot. My mother said that Xinhua Bookstore had bought a batch of rare world famous books. As a book lover, I felt like a fish in water after hearing this news. I asked my mother for a 20 yuan bill and ran to the station like a gust of wind. Halfway through, I felt my mouth was dry, and suddenly I heard a voice calling to buy, "Buy popsicles, buy popsicles...!" This was exactly what I wanted. I looked around and found an old woman over seventy years old under the poplar tree by the road, smiling at me. I quickly ran over and asked, "How much does a popsicle cost?" "Eighty cents each." "I'll take one.

"The old lady took one out of a milky white foam box and handed it to me. I took out a one-yuan bill from my jeans. She turned around and took out a two-yuan bill from her wallet and gave it to me. Two dollars? Didn't I get it wrong... Hey, you still earned 1.2 yuan for buying popsicles? I took the money and turned around. As I walked, I accidentally dug into my trouser pocket, where was my 20 yuan? What should I do? I can't buy the book, and I will be scolded by my mother if I can't go home. I feel like an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly I hear a voice behind my ears: "You can leave later!" "I looked back and saw that it was the old lady buying popsicles. She was walking towards me, and I was trembling in my heart: She didn't come to ask me for money!... Thinking of this, my face turned red. Apple. The old lady walked over to me slowly and said, "Kid, is this your 20 yuan?" ""be mine. I lowered my head and said, "Here you go, put the money away next time." "After that, she turned around and left. She didn't mention the 1.2 yuan thing. I looked at the old lady's back, and I felt like I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle. I felt extremely uncomfortable. I was tortured by endless guilt. But I still didn't have the courage. Give the money back to the old lady.

The No. 1 bus came, and I got on the bus and went to the bookstore. I was nervously picking out books when I heard two children beside me muttering: "What should I do?" , still missing one dollar and twenty cents? "I glanced at the following. A child was holding a copy of "The Story of Lei Feng" in his hand. For some reason, I also took out a copy of "The Story of Lei Feng" from the bookshelf, turned around and said to the two children: "Come here. , I will lend you one dollar and twenty cents. "I paid for them, turned around and ran out of the bookstore. On the way home, I felt a lot more relieved.

Although more than two years have passed since this incident, every time I think of it , there is always a kind of guilt torturing myself; every summer, I am always afraid of running into the old lady selling ice cream.