I have a memory of a 600-word composition written by middle school students that is worth cherishing.

1。 There are always memories worth cherishing.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and in a blink of an eye, I have climbed the ladder of twelve years old. In these twelve years, I have left a deep and shallow footprint on the road of life. Mottled footprints show my colorful life. In this footprint, there is the deepest and biggest one that comes to mind and lingers. ...

It was a sunny afternoon and I hummed and jumped into the swimming pool. There are several water slides and a swimming pool almost as big as a lake in this game hall. Although I couldn't swim and didn't dare to go to the center of the big swimming pool at that time, several water slides were enough to excite me.

I entered the swimming pool, ran to the top of the water slide, sat down and enjoyed the long-lost pleasure, listening to the wind whistling in my ear, which was really endless! When I slipped dozens of times and got tired of it, I walked along the circular waterway by the lake and saw a gap in the waterway leading to the vast water surface of the lake. I walked quickly to the waist-deep water gap. In the blink of an eye, I was standing on the edge of the gap.

I saw that the water depth of the swimming pool seemed to be similar to that of the waterway, so I went to the gap and prepared to step into the "lake", and suddenly I felt the water depth rise! I was surprised, but I stepped on the air and fell into the deep water.

I sank to the bottom and floated up again. I found myself in the middle of the "lake", which is the deepest water! After several ups and downs, my throat choked, so I had to let myself ups and downs in the water, and my eyes were dark. ...

I feel that I am no longer ups and downs, but sinking.

Suddenly, a strong hand caught me and lifted me to the shore. I think a few seconds of ups and downs are as long as years.

I opened my eyes and saw a strange uncle. He saw that I was fine. He said to me with concern, "Are you all right? Pay attention to safety "and left.

It turned out that this uncle saw me struggling and swam to save me without thinking. On the road I have traveled in this 12 year, this matter has been treasured in the depths of my memory, and those medals and red flowers representing honor will be forgotten by me with the passage of time. However, I will never forget this incident, and I will never forget this rescuer whose name I don't know-it taught me what love is and what is the most precious love.

2。 There are always memories worth cherishing.

There must be something exciting and exciting in your life. Someone must have cared about you and helped you. These people or events have left you with beautiful memories and treasured them in your heart. You will be excited again, excited again, shed tears again, laugh again and gain strength. Therefore, whenever I hear that my classmates buy books at weekends, I will deeply think of the past. ...

I remember in the second grade of primary school,

I want to buy a book, so I ask my mother for money. When my mother heard that I was going to buy a book, her face suddenly changed. But instead of scolding me, she proudly said, "Good! I'll take you to buy it tomorrow. " On hearing this sentence, can my happiness be described in words? My mother smiled, but it didn't last long. My mother finally lost control of her emotions and showed embarrassment. At this time, her face was so ugly that I was surprised. I hurried to ask her what had happened. Mom, she said she didn't have much shopping experience and was afraid of being cheated. I believed it then, but now I mean I can't trust anything. My mother won't buy anything! In fact, the family situation was not good at that time. Once I paid a semester's tuition and had only a little money to buy pig feed. How can I have so much money to buy books and pens for me? But I was too young at that time, and finally forced my mother to buy a fairy tale and a Xinhua dictionary, which usually cost only 20 yuan, but where did this 20 yuan come from? Is it mom's "private money"? No, our family is poor enough, how can mother afford "private money"!

Later, when I was in the sixth grade, I learned that my mother got the money when she sold her best clothes to her menstrual period. Speaking of this dress, it is not very good, but it is the best for my mother. Do I find it related to buying books? To tell the truth, I need to buy my own materials for the sixth grade entrance exam, but my menstruation was discovered before I talked to my mother, and she told me about the $20 Qian Qi in those days. At this time, I thought of my mother's feelings of begging others for me, and thought that my mother was satirized, laughed at and looked down upon. My eyes were wet and I gave up the idea of buying books. ...

I remember last year, I graduated from primary school and went to middle school to attend junior high school, which is now my school. This school is more than ten kilometers from my home, and it takes about three hours to walk. At this time, I have no companions in our village and come and go alone, but I am not afraid or lonely, because my mother often picks me up halfway. When she picks me up, she always goes to the village for several hours. Every week, she will wait for me in the original place, and I will come to her panting. Always give me an anxious and happy face. I never laugh, but this time is different. I was anxious when I arrived at the place where I was treating guests, but I didn't see my mother. I'm worried that something will happen to my mother or my family. I'm so scared that I'm suddenly not used to my face. I don't know whether to go or wait for my mother here. When I was undecided, I suddenly heard someone calling me. Listen to her voice carefully. At this time, I am more sad and happy, and all my troubles and anxieties are gone. I'm just saying that Wang Qing's happy mother will come to me soon. Her face was covered with "I'm sorry" and tears were about to come out. She came to me and told me that I had kept you waiting. I was delayed by something today ... "

There are many memories about my mother and me. There are always some things that my mother and I gradually forget with the passage of time, but some things are always treasured in my memory and can never be forgotten!

3。 There are always memories worth cherishing.

I, an ordinary middle school student, can open the memories of the past and think of them-people who care about and help me grow up. I think I am the lucky one among ordinary people. This profound feeling comes from my interest in listening to my mother's stories when I was a child, and more from my own personal experience.

Whenever people praise me for being smart, healthy and lively, my mother always takes pride and comfort. I understand that my mother takes good care of me in the process of raising me, all for their babies-I have a good prenatal environment, and my father cooks and cooks well for my mother. My father has changed his way to make her happy and feel good every day. Now I can have the title of "Sunshine Girl". I really thank my parents for their prenatal education.

Whenever others praise the spirituality of my hands dancing on the keys, I sincerely thank Dr. Zhu. When I was five years old, because I was greedy for eggs, I put my tender little hand in boiling water and burned my hand. In order not to leave scars on her hands in the future, Dr. Zhu can have a pair of beautiful hands unique to girls and concentrate on my surgery regardless of her mother's sobs and grandma's distress. Help me peel off the scalded skin a little bit and let the new skin grow flat again. When I cried in pain, Dr. Zhu patiently advised me, "Be brave, son." Now think about it, if it weren't for Dr. Zhu's careful treatment, how could I have these dexterous white hands today? Dr. Zhu, thank you so much!

Whenever the teacher praises me for being conscientious and helpful in class, I think of my nanny, Aunt Liu. I remember when I was six years old, I climbed to a high cupboard to get toys and my feet fell down. Aunt Liu rushed up and put her arms around me. She held me in her arms and said, "Don't be afraid, my aunt is here." She was afraid of hurting me.

When I was nine years old, my mother and I traveled to Qingdao. I was separated. I'm scared, crying alone in the street. At this time, a kind uncle helped me find a hotel, went to the radio to page, and finally found my mother. Today, I can have my home and my parents. I really want to thank the unknown uncle in Qingdao.

These scenes constitute an ordinary me, a complete me and a lucky me. I am often moved by these thoughts, and really realize that my life is not just mine, and I live not only for myself, because at every step of my growth, there are so many people I know and don't know who care about me and support me. I want to be kind to myself, cherish myself, and repay those who care about me in the past, present and future with my efforts.