Special events for high school writing

1. Two good events that can be used in the essay

Self-introduction essay of 500 words Part 1: My name is --- Sometimes, I like a quiet world and I am quiet. I read books and listen to music freely; sometimes, I like the lively world, playing and chatting with my friends.

This is me, sometimes quiet and sometimes lively. I love to laugh and make friends. I share my happiness with my friends in a humorous way.

This is me, cheerful and straightforward. , I am humorous and I like sports. During the winter vacation at home, I always play basketball with my parents on the balcony. When my eyes are tired while doing homework, I will walk around or jump rope. I also like to go hiking with my friends and parents. , go traveling together.

This is me, I love sports. When I encounter difficulties or setbacks, I will never back down, I will face the difficulties; when I want to do something, I will Do your best to do this the best you can. This is me, the one who dares to climb and perseveres.

When the exam is not satisfactory, I will not be depressed, I will find out where I made mistakes, and I will not let myself make mistakes again and again in the same place; when other students are chasing after their grades, When I am in school, I will hold back my energy and study hard; but when I have a problem that I don’t understand, I will think and experiment on my own, and I will ask others for advice. I will not give up until I achieve my goal. This is me, who is proactive, unwilling to lag behind, courageous to explore, and inquisitive.

I am a "die-hard bookworm". I like to read books in all aspects. I often forget everything when I am reading, which brings me some trouble. However, reading also benefits me a lot. Reading makes me happy. I broadened my horizons, increased my knowledge, and understood many philosophies of life. This is me, I love reading.

I have a wonderful vision for the future: to be a mathematician and part-time writer. I know that only beautiful ideals are not enough, so I will study hard now, work hard to learn skills, and lay the foundation for the future.

This is me, I have ideals and work hard to pursue them. This is me, now, do you understand me? Self-introduction essay of 500 words, part 2: My name is ---, I am not tall, with a round face, shiny black hair, a pair of bright eyes, and the eyeballs roll like two black gems, which makes some others Unexpected clever ideas come out.

There is a small red mouth under the straight nose, and when he smiles, he reveals two rows of snow-white teeth like corn kernels. Very cute! Except when the school requires me to wear a uniform, I usually like to wear a black sportswear, which makes me look handsome.

Because my head is big and round, and my hair is short, everyone affectionately calls me "tomboy". I have many hobbies, such as painting, playing computer... They are all my hobbies, but my favorite is reading.

I have read almost all the books at home and from my friends’ books. Whenever I have time, I eagerly pick up the book and read, read, read, endlessly, and swim in the ocean of knowledge.

There are my books everywhere at home. As long as I pick them up, I start reading again. Once, my mother asked me to eat. I was immersed in the content of the book and pretended not to hear it. My mother yelled several times and got angry. Then I lazily put down the book and said slowly: "What's the rush? Eat." Just eat, why are you so angry? There's no harm in reading."

Even my mother can't help me, and now I have a lot of stories in my belly! I also have a characteristic that is well known to everyone, and that is my naughty nature. Needless to say, I must be responsible for making my cousins ??cry.

One night, my mother went to the neighbor’s house to talk, and my cousin came to my house to play. Immediately, another weird idea popped up in my mind.

My cousin knocked on the door. I immediately turned off the light, put on my ghost mask, and quietly opened the door. When my cousin saw that the door was open and there was no light in the room, he called out to my sister a few times. But no one answered, so he plucked up the courage, took off his shoes, and walked in. Suddenly, I heard the cry of "ghost" and started to feel guilty. At this moment, I jumped out.

Under the moonlight, he vaguely saw a "ghost". His cousin slipped in fright, fell to the ground, and burst into tears. When the lights came on, my cousin saw me laughing, so he just lay on the ground and started to act wild without stopping crying.

At this time, my mother just came back, and as a result, I was beaten hard. I had no choice but to say nice words and apologize to my cousin with a sad face. I also brought out all the delicious and fun things to coax him into smiling.

My mother saw me and said, "This is like a big brother." After hearing my introduction, are you willing to make friends with me? Self-introduction essay 500 words Part 3: Hello everyone! My name is ---.

Not only do I love sports, I am also very studious. Of course, I also have many shortcomings. I have a pair of big black eyes, always blinking.

There is a very straight nose under the eyes, and a small mouth that lets people talk. I always like to ask innocent questions, sometimes they are so weird that no one can answer them.

I especially love sports, such as playing badminton, running (must be sprinting), playing basketball, and playing football. I remember playing badminton when I was a child. My father and I would play for more than two hours.

My mother was afraid that we would be tired, so she advised me: "Stop beating, otherwise we will get sick from exhaustion." I made a face at my mother and said naughtily; "Mother, I and I Dad is very strong, don't worry, old man!" After saying that, we all laughed.

I am also very studious. I feel that the happiest and most meaningful thing during the holidays is visiting bookstores.

As soon as I arrived at the bookstore, I felt like I had entered the ocean of knowledge, reading every book eagerly. Sometimes I reluctantly go home until the bookstore closes.

Let me tell you another little secret. But don't laugh at me.

It was an afternoon. Just after the first class, Liu Peng and I played the game of "police catches thief". At first, I played the thief and he played the policeman.

When I was running ahead, I accidentally scratched the wall chart that the teacher put on the desk. My heart suddenly rose to my throat. This time, it was terrible! But when Liu Peng caught me, he scratched the wall chart again. The thin wall chart immediately broke into several pieces and floated to the ground. At this time, the classmates all saw it and thought it was Liu Peng who broke it.

I took the opportunity to gloat and said, "Old Liu, you are in such a miserable state." He wanted to cry too.

At this moment, the class bell rang and the teacher walked in. When the teacher saw that the wall chart was broken, he asked who did it. The students all identified it as Liu Peng.

The teacher severely criticized him and told him to stand for a long time. I began to regret it. Although no one knew it was broken.

2. I don’t need too many examples when writing essays for Chinese language exams. I am currently in high school.

Composition for the first year of high school: Pursue goals and pursue life

Because Only with that ray of light in the darkness can those who are rushing at night continue to move forward; because there is an oasis in the desert, explorers who once wanted to give up can continue to move forward; because there is a looming figure on the far side of the vast sea. The desperate sailors rekindled the spark of life and headed towards the isolated island.

I am not a night traveler, an explorer, or a sailor. I am just an ordinary high school student, silently moving towards the goal, falling, getting up, and moving forward again.

Some people say that high school students should set a goal, such as getting admitted to an ideal university. Isn't this wrong? Of course. But regarding this point, I think it is like the top of a tall tower, which seems to be out of reach. My goal should be physically in front of me, so I took the stairs to the top of the tower. Maybe one day, I will walk all the stairs, stand on the top of the tower, and see a wider world.

My goal may be small, I just want to be at the top of the class. I only know that this small goal has been spurring me. It made me fall, stand up, and keep running forward. The goal seemed within reach, but it always slipped away from me every time. As I continue to fall and move forward, I carefully summarize the reasons for failure and continue to move towards my goal. From this, I understood that the only condition for achieving goals is hard work.

In the process of pursuing goals, failure is always inevitable; but when you pick yourself up and embark on the journey again, you will be happy to find that the goal is in front of you and you are closer to the goal. . What you will enjoy from it will be a joyful life that others cannot experience.

I believe that goals no matter how big or small - they are still the driving force for progress. Just like the light in the dark, no matter how strong or weak, the oasis in the desert, no matter how big or small, or the island in the sea, no matter how far or near, it will always attract you to move forward. Because at that time, they are already your goals and have become the pursuit of your life.

Emerson once said: "He who moves toward his goal wholeheartedly, the whole world will give way to him." With a goal, you will feel that the world belongs to you, just like there is a light in the darkness. , the night is no longer helpless; there is an oasis in the desert, and the desert is no longer hot; there are small islands in the sea, and the sea is full of life everywhere.

If you have a goal, you will have your own life. When you are a night traveler, the goal is the light in the darkness; when you are an explorer, the goal is the oasis in the desert; when you are a sailor, the goal is the island in the sea; when you are an ordinary person, the goal is you The way forward in life.

3. If you want to write about the Wei Zexi incident in your college entrance examination essay, how should you write it?

The Sanlu incident, gutter oil, whether an old man can be helped when he falls, and many years of unjust cases …Are these considered the dark side of society? Of course it counts. Can you write these? Of course I can write. However, when writing, you must follow the official views and tone. Take the Wei Zexi incident, how can you write about it? Write about the problems of the medical system and the lack of government supervision? NO! I can only write that xx company has lost its conscience for its own interests, and Putian has lost its conscience for its own interests. Let’s take another example of whether an old person can be helped or not. What should I write about? Write about social indifference and lack of trust among people.

Anyway, that’s how I write it. I won’t write about controversial events. When writing about the dark side of society, write about events reported by official media (CCTV, Xinhua News Agency, People's Daily, etc.), and your views must be consistent with them. You can read more articles written by commentators in these official media. The writing is very logical and speculative, and the views are also very correct. There is absolutely no problem in writing according to these.

4. A composition that uses events to highlight the character’s personality (800 words, high school composition

It’s your honor to know me Rao Yunyan Qianzhe’s mantra “It’s my honor to know you”.

But I want to say: "It's your honor to know me." How about it? Taste my spiciness! He has a chubby face, a pair of color-changing myopia glasses on his nose, a pair of big eyes under light eyebrows, a short and neat nose, and a mouth as big as a dustpan.

If I glare at you, I will definitely scare you out of your wits. This is my "portrait".

At the age of sixteen, I was the organizing committee member of the Youth League branch of my class - in fact, I knew nothing about this job. However, I am happy to serve you.

I have a cheerful personality and have many friends. Don't worry, I'm not a fox friend.

We can also be friends if you want. How about it, would you like it? I have many shortcomings, I love to cry, I love to get angry, I love to laugh and laugh... I am the only one in the family, and my parents love me very much. If anyone wants to bully me, he must prepare a few handkerchiefs first! What is it for? Wow, wow, it’s so easy to wipe your tears when you cry! I am an expert at fighting bullying, and I will not withdraw my troops until I achieve a "complete victory."

I also love to fight with my classmates, jumping here and there, often making the chickens and dogs restless. After being beaten, I screamed: "Mom!" You and I are together, which is enough for you to "enjoy".

Don’t just look at me as a crybaby and lack of ambition. I am a "heroine" on the court.

I started learning basketball when I was eleven years old (fourth grade of primary school). From the fifth grade of primary school to now, I have been the main player of the school's women's basketball team. If you see a girl wearing a white jersey with most of her arms exposed on the court, just scream at the top of your lungs: "Spare you!" (This is my nickname, don't tell others.) < /p>

Because, that girl must be me. Whistling is also my specialty.

I can play any song that I can sing, and my voice is "loud". If the "interest" comes, just blow it, regardless of whether it affects others.

Therefore, to get along with me, you must prepare cotton in advance so that you can plug your ears when the time comes. I like reading novels, San Mao, Qiong Yao, Cen Kailun... they often make me so fascinated that I forget to eat and sleep.

For this reason, I suffered a lot, my eyesight declined, my studies were delayed, and I was scolded by my parents and teachers. But also because of this, my composition is more ideal.

Maybe in your eyes, they are just some "cat charms", but I regard them as treasures. In an exam in the second grade of junior high school, I scored 29 points out of 30 points for my essay, which caused a sensation in this grade and the third grade (the essay was corrected by the third-grade teacher). Then in the essay competition held by the county teaching and research office, I won Won the second prize again.

As a result, my classmates and teachers all thought that I was a "composition expert." Even these two successes surprised me. According to my own feeling, my composition level is not that high.

Alas, maybe it was a mistake! I like to wear boys' clothes, but my mother won't buy them. If I have money in the future, I will have enough to wear! In the past, my hair was always in a men's style, and some classmates called me a "tomboy." In order to get rid of this "reputation," I had to grow my hair long against my will.

Hey, when you get along with me, you have to be careful with your arms. I like to bite other people's arms the most. Don't call me a "dog". After all, I only have two legs! I've been rambling for a long time, oh, I also forgot to tell you that I speak Mandarin very well, don't you believe it? Then I'll try it right away! After listening to this, you kind of understand me. If you want to know more, make a friend! If you make friends with me, I will bring you endless joy: bragging, chatting, making fun... Even if it is noisy, I will make sure you laugh.

If you encounter difficulties, don't forget that there is me who is eager to help others. Just come to me for anything, I'll do it! It's an honor for you to meet me, really.

5. Storm, high school composition, about 800 words, narrative essay

Tears, such a familiar word.

But it is very strange to me. It always sneaks out from under your nose when you are not paying attention.

It makes you wonder, just like the scene in the afternoon: I am a publicity committee member. When I first entered this class, I didn’t want to be or do anything. I just wanted to be a peaceful civilian.

But my talent was praised by Jun, the publicity committee member, and she recommended to the class teacher that I should also be a publicity committee member. From then on, we completed the task together - publishing the blackboard newspaper.

With our two outstanding publicity committee members, we are always ahead in the blackboard newspaper's competition. Later, we thought that no matter whether we did it seriously or casually, we could still get the first place.

Gradually, we become more and more lazy. Especially Yajun, ignored him.

Only I, a crow who flew from a commoner to a branch as a phoenix, am responsible. Once, at the class committee meeting in which you were absent.

I said: "Teacher, you are not going to post the blackboard report now." The teacher said unintentionally: "If she doesn't come, leave her alone and replace her.

After the meeting, some "big-mouthed" class teacher tipped her off and told her what the teacher said.

Unexpectedly, after she knew the news, she came to laugh at me and yelled: "Humph, who do you think you are? How could you do this? If I hadn't recommended you to be a propaganda committee member, how could you have become an equal to me? Where is the propaganda committee member..." As she spoke, she cried.

During class, the teacher saw her crying and called her out to ask her what happened. When she was called out, the classmates pointed at me, stared at me, and talked about it.

I know that it was the blame and ridicule of my classmates. After staying up for a long time, the bell finally came: get out of class is over.

I said to the teacher with full anger: "Teacher, I am no longer a propaganda committee member. Please replace me! I don't want to be the laughing stock of the class..." The teacher criticized me angrily. I confidently said: "That's not my fault at all..." After school, I would not go home or eat when I was angry.

I lay on the table and thought quietly, and the more I thought about it, the sadder I became. The tears of grievance fell like the tinkling of a bell... I was extremely sad.

When you saw me like this, she also cried. During self-study in the evening, the teacher called Jun and I to the office and calmly talked to us so much that our eyes became moist.

In the teacher’s words, I learned tolerance and forgiveness. Jun and I have made peace.

Tears, you made us quarrel and get together, and made us realize what it means to understand, what it means to tolerate, what it means to forgive...

6. High School Essay, Robbery Incident

On January 4, 2014, a large truck full of oranges in Lanzhou unfortunately rolled over. Almost all the oranges in the truck were scattered on the road and In the farmland below the ramp, nearly a hundred villagers carrying various bags were snatching oranges on the roadside, and the scene once got out of control. It is reported that the police maintaining order at the scene once drew their guns as a warning. On the morning of January 10, at the interchange between the Shanghai-Shaanxi Expressway and the Erguang Expressway in Wancheng District, Nanyang City, a large truck transporting apples rolled over and 20 tons of apples were scattered on the ground. In just three hours, they were almost robbed by nearby villagers. Once sold, it is worth nearly 80,000 yuan.

In recent years, looting incidents have become common, especially when some trucks loaded with goods overturned, and many nearby people staged farces of looting. This reflects profound social problems. When the car owner faced huge financial losses, the onlookers not only did not offer help, but instead looted the goods, further increasing the losses of the person involved. These people who rob other people's property have lost their basic qualities in the face of small profits, which is a manifestation of the decline of social morality. At the same time, the looting phenomenon reflects a rule of law issue. The lack of relevant laws makes some people emboldened. The widespread concept that "the law does not blame the public" is undoubtedly not conducive to the fairness of the law. We must continue to improve the law while enabling the public to consciously safeguard the fairness of the law.

In the beginning, human beings are inherently good. People are inherently kind, but the evil side of human nature is amplified in looting incidents. We should pay attention to the lack of social morality and focus on the reconstruction of social morality. Don't do good deeds because they are small, and don't do evil deeds because they are small. As a party member, we should maintain the bottom line of morality, strengthen self-discipline, and establish a good moral benchmark.

7. Write an event that deeply touched you. An 800-word junior high school composition.

Everyone has many unforgettable things, but there is one thing that I will never forget.

It was a summer morning, and my mother bought a cabbage from the street. At this time, my good friend Li Ziqiang came, and my mother said, "I'll go out for a while, so you two can have fun." After that, she closed the door. What to play? I thought it was fun to break the cabbage into pieces, so I asked Li Ziqiang to break it with me. Li Ziqiang refused and thought it was not good to do so. I did not listen to his advice and soon broke the cabbage into many pieces. At this moment, my mother came back, and I was suddenly confused and at a loss. Hey, there it is! Can't I just say that Li Ziqiang broke it off? ! I told my mother what I was thinking, and then my mother told Li Ziqiang’s mother about it. I felt uneasy after making up this lie, and I delayed admitting my mistake to my mother until the winter vacation.

This incident has been in the past for a long time, but it has become a heartache for me. Just thinking about it makes me sleepy. Conscience and morality are condemning me and becoming an eternal pain in my heart.

There are many things in everyone's life, and among these many things, there are always a few unforgettable things. However, I am no exception. In the course of my life, there was such an incident that I still remember vividly.

"My Most Unforgettable Thing"

When I was a child, I had a vague concept of the four seasons. I only know that spring is warm, summer is hot, autumn is cool, and winter is cold. As time goes by, people gradually grow up, and slowly I fall in love with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in spring; I fall in love with playing in the pool and the excitement of ice cream in summer; I fall in love with making snowmen, having snowball fights, and watching the snow scene in winter... ...Only autumn makes me feel boring. Especially in the autumn in my hometown, I only see leaves turning yellow and falling one by one all day long. Apart from boredom, there is at most just a hint of sadness.

Ever since I learned English, I have named the four seasons of the year. Spring is called "warm", summer is called "hot", autumn is called "cool" and winter is called "cold".

Maybe it’s because the name of autumn is cooler, I have a little fondness for it.

When I was in high school, my Chinese teacher said that autumn in my hometown is the most beautiful season of the year. I wasn't completely convinced at the time and was always a bit skeptical. But since then, I have begun to observe and feel autumn.

Autumn rain often falls, thinly and densely. The wind mixed with the rain, and the rain followed the wind and drifted. The rain gently washed everything on the earth, making the ground shiny and full of raindrops seeping out from the leaves. By dusk, the wind and rain slowed down. The sun climbed out of the clouds again, sending her afterglow to the earth. Under the reflection of the soft sunlight, the yellow leaves reveal a faint reddish color, just like the beautiful cheeks of a shy girl.

Where the autumn wind blows, the leaves will make a "rustle" sound, which is very pleasant. When the wind is strong, the yellow leaves will break free from the shackles of the tree and dance with the wind, as if they are beautiful. yellow butterflies, singing and dancing to the accompaniment of the wind. At this time, there happened to be three or two people walking through the falling yellow leaves. Isn't this a beautiful scene? But it was so fleeting, like a flash in the pan. Before I had time to appreciate it carefully, it disappeared.

I regret this short-lived beauty, and even more pity the strong autumn leaves. It struggles so hard to get rid of the constraints of the big tree, but doesn't it know that the fallen leaves will eventually return to their roots? Is it worth burying yourself under the deep roots forever for such a short-term freedom? But I also thought, maybe this is the spirit of Qiuye. Their real purpose of breaking free from the shackles of the big tree may not be to be free in that moment. They are to inject themselves into the roots of the tree for the last time, so that the big tree can have sufficient nutrients in the cold winter. In the spring of the coming year, new, stronger and new leaves will grow on the branches. Aren’t those new leaves exactly what they were back then? Thinking of this, I feel proud of autumn leaves again. I didn't expect them to have the idea of ??"sustainable development". It's incredible. Perhaps it is given by the mysterious nature.

The spring wind makes people sleepy; the summer wind makes people feel hot and uncomfortable; the winter wind makes people feel bitingly cold. Only the autumn wind makes people feel refreshed. It is neither hot nor cold, and can make people sober up. I simply doubt that the autumn wind has the effect of refreshing the mind. Coupled with the cool autumn rain, this is the perfect introduction to medicine, and a pair of precious "natural medicinal herbs" may be formed.

Qiu Feng and Qiu Yu may be the most perfect pair in the world. The autumn wind blows the autumn rain, and the autumn rain accompanies the autumn wind. They can make everything in the world reflect a crystal luster and reflect the elegance of autumn. Maybe they can cut out a beautiful autumn picture. Looking at their figures, I can't help but sigh: the autumn wind blows and the autumn rain flies; the autumn wind is refreshing and the autumn rain is cool.

Autumn wind, autumn rain, autumn leaves. None of them alone can show their beauty. What they express is an overall beauty, a harmonious beauty. Without wind, the rain will not fly and the leaves will not dance; without rain, the wind will not be moist and the leaves will not be shy; without leaves, the wind will appear monotonous and the rain will appear dull. Only when they are combined skillfully can they form a beautiful painting and an exquisite poem - autumn.

Nature has given us the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers in spring, the prosperity of summer, the beautiful snow scenery in winter, and of course it will not forget to give us autumn. Thus, she gave autumn mystery and beauty. It seems that nature does not favor anyone.

I also understood a truth from it: people have similar talents. If you want to surpass others,

8. High school composition about a typical incident in the family

A lot of things happened at home, but there is one thing that I will never forget.

I remember a while ago, my house was always restless at night. Every night, when we just went to bed, there was a mouse always scurrying around the house. My mother gritted her teeth and said, "I must catch this nasty mouse."

One day, the opportunity finally came. Here we are, I was eating delicious food. Suddenly, a gray mouse rushed out from under my butt, like a silver lightning, and ran into the corner in a flash. I thought: Mice have settled in it! I shouted loudly: "Mom, mouse! Mom, mouse!" So, I took the broom, and my mother took the bamboo stick, and we both hit hard in the direction of the mouse's escape. The mouse hid here and there, It also made a chirping sound, as if to say: "I'm dead, I'm dead."

I found that the mouse had escaped under the sofa, and my mother asked me to close the door immediately. Move the sofa, and at that moment, the mouse comes out. Mom is so smart! The mouse was trampled on the bottom of his feet with just one kick. The mouse was beaten to death by my mother and I. At this time, my mother was so tired that she was out of breath, and I was also exhausted.

Since that day, my family has returned to its former peace.

9. High school character description essay, things should be described unexpectedly and beautifully, urgent request

Teacher, I want to say something to you

Teacher, I want to Tell you that you always worry about us and worry about us. We are sorry for you because we did not study hard. In fact, learning is our own business.

Teacher, I want to say to you, you are like a hardworking gardener; we are the flowers.

It is you who irrigate us with your sweat, you who nourish us with your tears, and you who accompany us with your smile!

Teacher, your hard work is all for us. Who can understand your hard work and your intentions? You assigned a lot of homework and just wanted us to exercise our thinking. Unexpectedly, the classmates in our class protested and scolded you.

Teacher, it’s late at night. Xingxing was also so sleepy that she blinked. You rest! Stop grading homework for us.

Teacher, your body is getting worse day by day. I remember one time, you had a bad cold, but you still gritted your teeth and gave us a lecture despite your illness.

Teacher, I have many more things to say to you. . .

10. When writing a high school essay of more than 800 words, the plot should have ups and downs

The eyes at the corner

That bloated and clumsy figure, that habit His frowning face, and those caring eyes staring at me... At the corner of the road, the moment he looked at me, he immediately turned around, got on his bicycle and disappeared into the crowd. , and never looked back. But I still recognized that look, a look that I knew all too well. Suddenly a very strange feeling flowed throughout my body ---

A few minutes ago, I injured my knee on the basketball court. On the way home, I happened to meet my dad who was commuting from get off work and said, "Take me back." Well, I’m in so much pain that I can’t walk!”

Dad looked at my wound in surprise for a few seconds, frowned and said, “This little injury is nothing, I have to play ball. You have to pay the price and walk home by yourself!”

I thought it was just a joke and got into the car consciously. Unexpectedly, my father pushed me away, minding his own business, and rode away quickly, leaving behind a sentence: "Walk home by yourself!"

I am the darling of my parents, and I have always been so think so. But I never imagined that my father would indifferently abandon me when I needed help the most. I looked at his retreating back, and then at my bloody knees. A gust of cool wind blew by, followed by a burst of heartbreaking pain...

"Walking home by yourself?" I thought again in my heart. Angry and aggrieved, he said, "The tiger's poison has not yet eaten its seeds! I------won't leave." But then I thought, what if the wound becomes inflamed if it is not cleaned immediately? It’s not you who is suffering, so why bother with yourself? So I limped home holding in my breath.

However, just a few minutes later, I saw my dad again at the corner of the road ------

The dad who was riding away so fast was actually not there. No matter how far we rode, in a corner not far from me, he guarded me with his eyes. Just because of my father’s eyes at the corner, I seemed to immediately understand another layer of my father’s previous words. I understand the meaning of his deep love. I also remembered what he once said to me: "The road of life is very long. Your parents can't lead you all your life. You will inevitably fall when you learn to walk, but you have to get up wherever you fall." , you have to learn to solve problems by yourself, and you can’t always rely on your parents.”

At this time, I began to feel that the wound was no longer so painful. Dad's surprised look when he looked at my wound and the habitual frown that followed were all familiar to me, but his look at the corner was even more familiar to me. That look brought back a string of past events.

When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I just learned to swim. My father threw me into the deep water, even though I was not yet familiar with dog paddles, and left me to "fend for myself." When I "struggled" in the water When I was walking, I accidentally saw his eyes following me full of hope and care. When he dragged me out of the water, he beat my back and coaxed me to buy something delicious for me. At that time, I only knew how to cry in fear, and then laugh stupidly, but now that I think about it, it feels completely different.

Thinking of this, the anger in my stomach disappeared, and I suddenly felt relaxed. As an injured person on the road, I was so eye-catching. Some kind-hearted people said, "Little brother, it doesn't matter." "Do you want me to take you home?" I politely declined using my father's "famous saying", "I I can do it, I can walk home by myself!"

When I opened the door, I saw two small brown bottles on the table - one was hydrogen peroxide and the other was purple potion. In the study, only the back of my father was seen - he was reading a newspaper. His shoulder seemed to move, but he still didn't get up:

"Apply medicine yourself.