Write an essay of about 400 words on one thing

1. Write about something you have experienced

There are a few you can choose from! 1. I have experienced many things, many of them happy, touching and sad... Among so many things, there is one thing that I will never forget.

That incident happened one day a few friends ago. That day, my mother woke me up from bed during a drought. I turned over and looked at the clock and couldn't help shouting: "Oh no, it's already nine o'clock. My classmates and I made an appointment to meet at the store at 9:30."

After saying that, I jumped out of bed, washed up, took a few bites of breakfast, and ran out the door. The weather was particularly good that day. The warm sunshine shone down and warmed my body.

But I had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery along the way. I just kept running with my head down. I looked back and saw a strange person walking slowly behind me. I thought to myself: Fortunately, it was broad daylight. If it were at night, I still don’t know what to do.

I held my head high and continued on my way. Before I knew it, I came to an intersection with traffic lights.

It happened to be a red light at that time, so I just had to wait quietly outside the zebra crossing. While waiting, I felt very anxious. At this time, this stranger came to the traffic light. I looked at him carefully. He was wearing casual clothes and had a big face. His eyes were like black gems... He didn't look like a bad person, he seemed to be just a passerby.

The red light started flashing, and a child rushed out of the road. At this moment, a large truck came speeding towards me. I thought to myself: If the truck hits the child, the child will be sad. Death is certain. At this critical moment, the passerby rushed out and pushed the child away. The child saved the day, but the passerby was hit by the large truck and flew out.

At this time, the car stopped, and many people gathered around it, making the place full of water. Soon the traffic policeman came, and so did the ambulance... A major event happened on December 26 last year - a strong earthquake and tsunami occurred near Sumatra Island in the Indian Ocean. Hundreds of thousands of people died in the tsunami. .

We saw the families of the deceased crying on TV. We sympathize with them very much and hope to donate to the victims like others. The opportunity came.

One day, the head teacher asked us if we would like to donate. If so, we would bring it tomorrow morning. We all shouted without hesitation: I donated ten yuan, I donated forty yuan, I donated fifty yuan, I donated all my pocket money... At this time, I saw classmate Xiao Dan lowered his head and remained silent. language.

Xiao Dan’s father died when he was eight years old, and his mother is a mental patient. She can only live on a monthly subsidy of more than 100 yuan from the factory, and eats tofu and vegetables every day. Many of her clothes and shoes were given to her by well-wishers.

I thought: She must not donate. But the next day she came to donate with five yuan.

Five yuan is nothing to others, but to her it is equal to five days of breakfast and even five days of food expenses. Teachers and classmates both said: "Xiao Dan, your family is poor, so you might as well not donate."

She said: "No, I want to donate. I have food to eat every day and a home to live in. And The victims had no food and no shelter." When everyone found out that she got the five yuan from rags, the students all applauded in unison, and some even shed tears of emotion.

This is so touching, I will never forget it. 3 One day after school, due to my carelessness, I accidentally left my schoolbag on the school bus. My parents and I were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

At this time, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, followed by bursts of earth-shaking thunder, and heavy rain poured down. Regardless of all this, mom and dad took an umbrella each and hurried straight to the parking lot of the school bus, but when they got there they found that the school bus had already driven away.

What to do? Will the schoolbag be taken away? There are still a lot of homework to do at home... A series of thoughts kept popping up in my mind. My parents seemed to see what I was thinking, so they tried every means to find the leader of the school bus driver, but the leader said It took two hours for the school bus to come back. There was no other way, so my parents had no choice but to hold an umbrella each and wait silently for the school bus to come in.

At this moment, I found that my parents’ clothes were all soaked, and my mother was still shaking. I was so moved that I almost shed tears, thinking: I really am. I have a good father and a good mother! Two hours later, the schoolbag was finally back in my hands. This incident is still unforgettable to me! 4 On Saturday evening, the sky was overcast, with drizzle falling from time to time.

A group of barn swallows played carefree on the road. Suddenly a big truck roared past. My heart tightened and I couldn't help but close my eyes. I knew something unfortunate was about to happen.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw a barn swallow slowly falling to the ground, and another terrified barn swallow, a little bigger than it, flew over. It lay on the dead barn swallow and pecked it again and again and called again and again. Its wings were still beating again and again, as if to say: "Friend, wake up quickly and stand up quickly." Get up and be strong."

The barn swallow was unmoved.

In the end, the larger barn swallow was disappointed. It took a few steps away and looked back at the poor barn swallow, hoping that it would survive, but the barn swallow had been lying there motionless forever.

The larger barn swallow finally gave up in despair and flew away. This barn swallow told us with its life: This place is very dangerous, so get out of here as soon as possible.

Friday Today is Sunday, the weather is clear and sunny. It is perfect to go shopping in this weather. But I have to do my homework at home. When I wrote the three words "red scarf" , a familiar and touching thing, appeared in front of my eyes again. That day was also Sunday, and the sky was gray, like the gloomy face of God. At that time, my mother took me, a nine-and-a-half-year-old girl. Go home. Because I was studying electronic keyboard at that time, it was almost 18 o'clock every time after school, and it was already very late when I got home. When we walked onto the overpass, I saw many poor people on the steps of the overpass. In our words, it was too late. It’s just beggars. Some of these beggars put the bowls of rice they asked for on the ground, and some held the bowls in their arms, and hummed some tunes that they couldn’t understand. What I regret is that there are some beggars who are similar to me in age. The boy. I feel a little guilty, why can I study in the classroom, but they can only survive by begging. When I think of this, the sympathy in my heart seems to urge me to take out my sympathy and put the pocket money in my pocket. Give some to those beggars, even just a dime. But I still can't afford it. 2. A 400-word essay about an incident in life

Unforgettable primary school life Six years ago, as a first-grade student, I entered a brand-new primary school.

Time flies, and the years fly by. In the blink of an eye, six years of primary school study and life have flown by like a fleeting moment. Now, I am about to graduate. When I left my alma mater, my heart was filled with deep nostalgia.

I will never forget every teacher in the school! I will never forget your kind eyes and your earnest teachings. It is you who use your sweat to nurture our happy growth, and it is you who use the rain of knowledge to nourish our hearts that are thirsty for knowledge... In these six years, after the hard work of the teachers, we not only learned the knowledge in the books, but also laid a solid foundation. I have good learning skills and understand a lot of principles of life.

Never forget, dear classmate! I will never forget the friendship between us, let alone the time we spent together day and night. Looking back, it was a colorful yesterday.

Yesterday, there was our struggle in the examination room; yesterday, there was our competition on the court; yesterday, there was our argument in the classroom; yesterday, there was our singing in the chorus... Yes , what a memorable yesterday, I can't forget it. I can't forget these six years of campus life! Every morning, students arrive at school on time for morning reading; as soon as the morning exercise bell rings, students stand up quickly and go downstairs in order; during class, students listen carefully and actively raise their hands to speak; after school, students are active on the playground The figure of sports...the annual school sports meeting is even more exciting.

In various sports, the cheers and cheers of the students on the sidelines are deafening. The players on the field abide by the rules, strive for first place, adhere to the principle of friendship first, competition second, as if they are A mini-Olympics is being held. This is the campus life I am familiar with.

Ah! What a wonderful primary school life, how much happiness and harvest you brought me, I will never forget it! Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon fly by.” In the blink of an eye, the life of primary school is coming to an end. Looking back on the unforgettable primary school life, I feel a little nostalgic. In my primary school life, many things happened, they are like shells. Some are dazzling, some are dark. I am about to leave my spacious and bright classroom; I am about to leave the picturesque campus; I am about to leave the teachers and classmates who get along day and night, and all kinds of unforgettable emotions inevitably arise in my heart. Because in the past six years, that person and that incident left an indelible memory for me.

Let’s talk about that unforgettable trip to Zhongshan City during the winter vacation of fifth grade. We went to Hong Kong with a tour group without the company of our parents and teachers.

Originally we wanted to relax happily, but because of a small matter, I got into a fight with my classmates. The story goes like this: At first, two classmates in our class were quarreling, and then another classmate and I went to break up the quarrel, but the persuasion turned into a quarrel between the two of us, and then the two of us started arguing because of something. In anger, they started to fight. In the end, "both sides were injured and covered with bruises", and each returned to his own room. During the next few days of playing, this incident affected both of our moods. Later, when we thought about it carefully, why bother? It's really not worth fighting over such a trivial matter, and it's the friendship between our classmates that makes us apologize to each other and admit our mistakes.

When we quarreled impulsively over a trivial matter, it was because we were immature. Later, we reconciled as before, because we both have a tolerant heart and can tolerate each other's shortcomings.

This incident is unforgettable for me. It taught me how to get along with others and how to cherish that. Friendship. Unforgettable primary school life, unforgettable everything that primary school life taught me.

2. Unforgettable primary school life. Time flies, and the years fly by. In a blink of an eye, 5 years go away from me like clouds. I'm in sixth grade.

The life in primary school makes me miss it; it makes me obsessed with it; it makes me recall it.

Now, we have only been together as classmates for one year, and I can’t help but feel a lot of emotions when I think of all the past events. There is only one short year left in my alma mater, more than a thousand days.

I am like a seedling, like a grass, like a seed. Under the careful care and careful irrigation of the "gardener" - the teacher, I thrive and grow into a big tree in the sky. In the future, I will repay my motherland, my alma mater, and my teachers. Listening to the teacher’s instructions over and over again, listening to the teacher’s teachings over and over again, and relying on the classmates’ mutual help and encouragement, our classmates are all growing together.

It seems that the sound of our reading is still echoing in the class, our laughter seems to be lingering on the playground, and our playful figures are still there on the campus. In every corner, we have left behind Had unforgettable memories. The past is still vivid in my eyes and my memory is still in my heart.

I have gained a lot under the teachings of teachers at my alma mater. I made many friends, and also received the teacher’s good advice and new knowledge, which made me a good student with knowledge and courtesy.

I left many unforgettable past events and many good memories at my alma mater. The most important thing is that I got the best education and a compass for my future life. But now I don’t have much time at my alma mater. I suddenly look back and review the past, as if the teachers who urged me, the teachers who encouraged us, and the lovely campus have all been lost in the Li song we sang. I don’t know why. By that time we had become the big brothers and sisters in school, role models for our younger siblings.

Now I look back and remember that the teacher’s teachings, the sound of our reading, and the laughter of my classmates are still lingering in my ears. I will seize the last year of staying at my alma mater and take a look at the lovely students. On campus, look at the teachers who teach us, look at the classmates who encourage me, and cherish the last days when pen and inkstone meet each other. There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. Time is gone and will never come back. I will always remember the teacher’s advice and be an upright Chinese. Remember, tomorrow Sanbao will be proud of me.

Ah! Beautiful campus, how much joy and inspiration you brought to me will be unforgettable in my life. Today, some relatives are coming to my house as guests.

Mom said she wanted me to be the best at entertaining them. I listened and thought, this is obviously embarrassing me.

But I think this won’t be a problem for me. I have confidence in myself. I was thinking about it, and suddenly my eyes lit up. Let’s make a fruit platter! Eating fresh and delicious fruits can not only keep your body healthy but also make you feel happy.

Isn’t this great? OK, that's it. Thinking of this, I started. 3. A 400-word essay on the most profound thing that happened to me

There is one thing that left a deep impression on me since I was sensible.

When I got home from school at noon, I threw my schoolbag on the sofa and said to my mother: "Mom, today is dad's birthday! I want to give dad a surprise!" "Don't say it like that. "Speak loudly, your dad is taking a nap!" Mom pulled me out of the house. "Mom, I want to change the communication! I think Dad will like it!" I said with confidence.

In the afternoon, I jumped open the door and saw my father reading the newspaper. I took out a bouquet of bright tulips from behind like magic, and said to my father with a smile: "Dad, Happy birthday to you!" Dad didn't react at all. He was staring at the newspaper without even looking at me, as if he was reading the newspaper more than me. Dad said coldly as always: "How much?" I was stunned. Today is my dad's birthday. I was so busy studying and went to buy him a gift, but my dad asked how much it cost? The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and it was hard for me to squeeze out a few words: "Do you want it or not?" I slammed the tulip on the ground, and rushed out of the house with a dark face... It took me a long time before I went home. Opening the door, isn't this the tulip I just dropped on the ground in the afternoon? It's all "disabled"! Who put it in the vase? Mom was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and seemed to read my thoughts: "Your dad plugged it in! Really, why did you lose your temper so much this afternoon?"... "Your dad said, this flower If it's still alive, pick it up..." I looked at the injured tulips and was stunned...

I knew that my father was actually very good to me, but he just didn't show it, and I also Will remember this day. 4. A 400-word essay about something touching

Time flies by like running water, and many memories have faded with the passage of time.

But there is one thing that makes me vividly remember and move me deeply - that deep maternal love. That morning, I was about to go to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Jingjing, the weather forecast is for rain today, so you'd better bring an umbrella."

I looked up at the sky. , The sky is clear, how can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door. Just when school was over at noon, there was sudden lightning and thunder, and a heavy rain fell suddenly.

All the students who brought rain gear went home, and the others were picked up one by one by their parents. My father teaches in a school out of town and never comes home at noon.

It just so happens that my mother is suffering from a high fever and taking an IV drip these days. I don't think anyone will come to pick me up.

I sat alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the heavy rain falling outside the window, I couldn't help crying. At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain.

Oh, it’s mom! The strong wind and heavy rain seemed to swallow my mother up. My mother struggled and walked towards me.

"Jingjing, come here quickly and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Mom's hair, face, and body were all soaked by the rain.

Looking at my mother who looked like a drowned rat and her blue and white face, I couldn’t help but cry again... An umbrella holds up the sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me joy and happiness. . Although it happened a long time ago, it always touched me and taught me to be a good person and study hard... 5. A 400-word essay on one thing during the winter vacation

During the winter vacation, the happiest thing is to set off firecrackers.

7a64e4b893e5b19e31333262343833Although this small firecracker is inconspicuous, the fun it brings to me is endless. After the New Year's Eve dinner, I suddenly heard a "bang" and ran out quickly.

I saw the big daddy lighting the firecrackers with a lighter again, throwing it on the ground, and slowly covering the small iron basin. Then, he covered his ears and stepped back a few steps, waiting for the firecrackers. explode. It was too late, but soon, I heard another "bang", it was the firecrackers exploding, and the iron basin jumped up, it was three feet high! Looking at the funny look of the big daddy, my mother and eldest mother were holding their stomachs and laughing. Little sister Pei Ai giggled, and I laughed loudly. Grandma pursed her lips and kept saying: "This big Live treasure!" I also set off firecrackers like the "old naughty boy", but I was a little nervous.

Although not as calm as the big daddy, the firecrackers still exploded and the iron basin also jumped. My timidity and funnyness filled our yard with laughter.

Firecrackers make the iron basin "high jump" very exciting, and beauty is like "a fish swimming in water". There is a creek in front of my grandma's house. I want to try whether firecrackers can explode in the water.

So, I lit a firecracker, and wisps of tobacco came out of its head. I quickly threw it into the creek. I saw small white bubbles coming out of the firecracker, more like a small fish. Blowing bubbles! Suddenly, there was a "boom" and water splashed on the water. The little sister on the side clapped her hands and shouted: "Sister, it's so beautiful, it's so beautiful!" The "landmine explosion" trick is the most insidious.

There is a pile of sand next to my grandma’s house. My brother and I often play there. When my brother was not paying attention, he buried a lit firecracker in the sand and kept shouting: "Qinyu, come here quickly!" I responded and just walked over, "Bang", the firecracker exploded.

Pieces of paper and grains of sand rose into the air, scaring me half to death. This little firecracker has endless ways to play, giving me endless fun. 6. A 400-word essay on an interesting thing

A meaningful thing Just after the Spring Festival, I got lucky money.

I looked at the 300 yuan of new year's money, and I was thinking about how to use it. Suddenly, I remembered that my family was in financial difficulty, so I just used it to pay tuition fees, but what should I do with the extra money? I asked myself quietly. I thought about it for a while, and realized that it was the festival. There were only the noises of children playing in the corridors, and adults talking about the Spring Festival. Everything was bare, without any decorations, and it didn’t look good at all.

I think, just buy some flowers to decorate the corridor to make the corridor without festive atmosphere more beautiful. I told my family what I thought was a wonderful idea. Everyone agreed with my idea and praised me for being ethical.

But I don’t know where to buy flowers? What flowers to buy? So I had to ask my dad to buy two pots for me. Dad refused to agree at first because he was very busy commuting to and from get off work and had no free time. I refused to give up and continued to plead. Dad was finally moved by my sincerity and agreed to do it. This is my beautiful idea. The next day, I gave my father 100 yuan of new year's money.

In the afternoon, Dad bought the flowers. I looked at the two pots of cactus wearing green "coats" and covered with hard thorns that I bought with my New Year's money. I felt that I had grown up a lot.

I quietly placed the flowers on the highest flower stand and left quietly. Later, I heard everyone talking about it, and I was very happy, because they were praising the person who donated the flowers - me.

It seems that they also want to make some contribution. I listened to people's compliments. When I grew up, I grew two pots of cacti, which were donated flowers. My heart was sweeter than eating honey, because I beautified the environment of our corridor and mobilized everyone to beautify, green and purify it. The surrounding environment makes the magnificent rivers and mountains of the motherland more beautiful, the surrounding environment more sanitary, the air is not polluted, but fresh, so that the people's physical and mental health are beneficially protected.

I hope everyone can come together to protect our beautiful rivers and mountains like me. 7. "One thing that makes me happy" 400-word essay

One thing that makes me happy There were many happy things in my childhood, which have always accompanied me as I grew up.

But the incident of learning to ride a bicycle the summer before last was the most unforgettable for me. I was seven years old at the time, during the summer vacation in the first grade of elementary school.

Every time my mother takes me out to play, I can see my uncles and aunts riding bicycles. From that moment on, I began to wonder when I would learn to ride a bicycle.

My mother gradually became aware of my thoughts and took me to buy a children's bicycle. I was so happy that I sat down on the car seat. I couldn't put it down and asked my grandpa to teach me how to ride.

Grandpa took me downstairs, pushed the bicycle and said to me: "When riding a bicycle, you need to sit upright and step on the pedals of the bicycle with your feet. Remember, you must maintain balance. Keep your eyes forward so that the bicycle can move forward. If you ride well, you can remove the wheels on both sides." After hearing this, I thought: This is not easy! Thinking about it, I asked my grandpa to help me get into the car and press the pedal hard with my feet. The car really moved. At this time, I was both nervous and excited. I was afraid that the car would fall over, and big beads of sweat flowed down from both sides of my face.

After I rode back and forth a few times, I was no longer so nervous and rode more skillfully than before, but my body was already covered in sweat. Grandpa looked at me impatiently and felt that I was riding pretty well, so he took off the two small wheels next to the rear wheel.

At this time, I just sat on the seat and fell off. I climbed up, helped up the car, and quickly asked my grandpa to hold the back of my car. Only then did I dare to step hard with my feet. Foot pedal. I don’t know how many times passed, but grandpa secretly let go of his hand, and I was still riding steadily. When I returned to the original place after riding in a circle, I saw grandpa standing there.

"Can I ride?" I was puzzled. When my grandfather saw my confused look, he told me what happened. After I heard this, I jumped up. I knew it was me who was riding a bike just now, "I can ride a bike, I can ride a bike!" I ran home excitedly.

Every time I go to my grandpa’s house, I think of that happy incident in my childhood. 8. An essay of about 400 words about the happiest thing between me and my classmates

Classmate, what a beautiful word. He is my childhood friend, who accompanies me to study and grow with me.

Once, a classmate in our class had his foot scalded and had been recuperating at home for almost a month. Everyone was worried about him. Every time after school, his classmates would visit him at his home, chat with him, and copy homework questions for him. If he couldn't do it, the classmates would patiently explain to him and tell him everything he had learned from the day before. He left only after he understood it. This was the case every day. Sometimes he would ask with concern: "Is your foot feeling better?" Seeing his classmates working tirelessly for him, he was so grateful that he was speechless for a moment. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Classmates should help each other. When you have difficulties, your classmates will not hesitate to help you. However, some conflicts in life are inevitable. The key is to understand each other, tolerate each other, and turn hostility into friendship.

Recently, my classmate bought a new automatic pen. When people around me saw it, they were very envious of a classmate and even touched it with their hands. After a while, the pen at the same table disappeared. He thought for a moment: Xiaolan must have taken it. He asked Xiaolan angrily: "Did you steal the new pen I bought today?"

Xiaolan looked at him: "I didn't take it!" "I'm lying, you were the only one who touched my pen today, and you took it!" Xiaolan felt very aggrieved, so she started crying. The teacher came and asked about the cause and effect of the matter. Finally, with the help of the teacher, the pen was finally found in the corner.

The deskmate lowered his head in embarrassment and said in shame: "I'm sorry." Xiaolan came over and smiled: "It's okay."

The two of them talked to each other again It's as good as ever. Time flies, time flies, we are under the same roof, bathing in the morning sun.

We inspire each other in study and help each other in life. The friendship between classmates is very precious, and six years have passed by in such a hurry.

We should cherish friendship and every moment between classmates. - Whenever I open the pencil case and see the black pen, I can't help but think of something that happened a few days ago.

It was in the day care class on Thursday night. I was doing my homework. Teacher Zhu came in and gave me a proposal for the Youth Congress. He asked me to fill it out and give it to Teacher Wang before get out of class. Fill in with black pen. After I heard it clearly, I picked up the black pen and started writing.

As I wrote, the writing on the paper gradually faded. When I saw it, it turned out that there was no ink in the pen. This is how to do? I have to hand it in soon. Can I borrow it from my classmates? Everyone has to do their homework, so there is no way they can lend it to me.

I am as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and I don’t know what to do.

Suddenly, Xiaoyi, the deskmate who was doing homework, saw it and asked with concern: "What's the matter, Xiaoting, do you need my help?" I replied: "You can't help me even if you are a god!" "What the hell? What's the matter? Hurry up!" "I can't write with pen, but the proposal is about to be handed in. I'm so anxious!" "I thought there was such a big fuss!" Xiao Yi said, "I'll lend it to you."

Xiaoqi, who was sitting in the front, heard this and turned around and said: "The teacher did not require that you can only use black ink pen to do this homework, but you only have one and lent it to Xiaoting, what are you doing?" Aren't you afraid of being left behind because you can't finish your homework? Didn't we agree to go to Xiaogui's house to play after school today? "Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Since she needs it urgently, I will borrow it first. Give it to Xiaoting, the overall situation is more important!" After saying that, he handed me the pen, I looked at her with gratitude and started writing quickly. After a while, I finished writing the proposal, and I returned the pen to Xiaoyi. Xiaoyi successfully finished her homework before the bell rang.

Although this thing is small, it left a deep impression on me. A pen embodies the sincere friendship between Xiaoyi and me. 9. Write a 400-word essay about a happy thing

A happy thing On Sunday, I went to play on the street.

Walking and walking, I walked to the park to play. Suddenly, I saw a woman carrying a big bag.

She walked in front, and I walked not far behind. My speed was faster than hers, getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, I saw a piece of floral paper falling from her bag. I walked over quickly.

Ah, it turned out to be a one hundred dollar bill! I think I can make it this time. I can buy many good things with this one bill.

At this time, a friend happened to walk by and saw me picking up a hundred yuan. He hurriedly ran over to me and said, "You have a share, let's go buy something to eat! You treat me." "I thought about it and said, "No, the owner will be very anxious if she loses one hundred yuan.

Let's return the one hundred yuan to her!" Said: "Yes, we shouldn't use this 100 yuan to buy something good to eat. We should pick up the money and save it."

I said goodbye to the little friend and went to find the lost one. women with money. I looked ahead and didn't see the woman.

I think it has only been a while, but she must not have gone far yet. So, like a policeman, I looked around for the owner, but I didn't see him.

So, I ran forward for a while, ah, Huangtian paid off and finally found it for me. She's right in front.

At this time, I was out of breath and couldn't run anymore. I had to stop running and keep walking forward.

I wanted to stop her and tell her that I found her lost money. However, I couldn't scream.

I had no choice but to follow the woman in front of me. I saw her turn into an alley.

I thought she was almost home, and if I didn't go faster I might lose her. Then it will be more difficult to find.

I quickened my pace and kept walking. Soon, I turned into the alley.

I saw her walking into an ordinary bungalow. Looking in from outside the window, the daily necessities inside are so simple.

I think her family is so simple, so she would be more anxious if she lost a hundred yuan. Thinking of this, I immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door.

After she opened the door, she asked: "Kid, what's the matter?" I said: "You dropped a hundred yuan..." She said: "How did you know I dropped the money?" I said: "I saw it. The money fell from your bag."

She immediately went to look in the bag. Seeing that one hundred yuan was missing, he said to me: "Kid, you are so kind! Thank you! Otherwise, I really don't know what to do.

This one hundred yuan is ours It’s half a month’s worth of food!” I said, “You’re welcome, please be careful in the future!” I ran away immediately. On the way, I was very happy. Although I lost a little time to play and couldn't buy some good things to eat, it was worth it! Because I helped a needy family. 10. A happy thing, 400 words in paragraphs

A happy thing, a happy thing, a happy thing. Speaking of this thing, I always feel very happy.

I remember it was August 6th this year, the day of my birthday. I celebrate my birthday every year by myself and my family. Although my parents are with me, I still feel lonely.

This year I planned a good idea early in my mind. Why not invite my good friends to come together? My parents supported me, so I invited my good friends Li Tianyue and Zhang Zirui.

My mother bought me a big cake with the words "Happy Birthday" on it and some beautiful flowers. It's so tempting! There are also candles and birthday hats! I put on my birthday hat, so cool! The protagonist today is me. I am one year older. I am wearing a beautiful dress. I am like a real little princess. I am jumping up and down in front of the mirror. I am so happy! All the good friends are here, and we are whispering together and playing with my favorite toys. Mom is busy in the kitchen, and the aroma wafts from the kitchen from time to time... "Let's eat!" This is my mother's Sound, we all gathered around the table, what a sumptuous meal, which I usually like to eat.

My mother brought the cake and lit 8 candles for me. I made a wish amidst the blessings of my good friends, and then I blew out the candles in one breath, "Happy birthday to you! I wish you a happy birthday!" Happy birthday to you!" My good friend sang happy birthday, and I felt so happy! We were eating the sweet cake, and our faces were accidentally stained with cream, and each of us looked like a little cat. We looked at each other and laughed, and the laughter filled the whole room.

Today I experienced the joy of sharing.