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Junior high school composition "that moment", 600 words.

I cried at that moment.

The remote control in hand keeps pressing, and the TV screen is constantly changing. There are still childish cartoons, old movies and old love triangle TV series on TV, and only the news channel is still true.

It's five o'clock in the afternoon and it's been six hours since I woke up. The horrible report card is lying on the table, and the harsh red numbers make me depressed. Although there is no TV, there is nothing to see, but I would rather stay in front of the TV to kill time than read a book for a minute.

At this moment, my mother poked her head in. "It's five o'clock. Stop watching TV and read some books! " "I replied without looking up." I don't want to see it. I'll talk about it at night. " Mother closed the door gently, and there was a faint sigh from under the door. ...

"It's annoying to rush again!" I changed the channel more irritably and abused the remote control and TV set crazily, as if to vent my nameless fire on it.

Maybe I'm tired of lying down. I finally got up today. Seeing my mother sweeping the floor, I said, "It's a holiday, thank you!" " Why are you so busy? "Mother said," the house is too messy. Clean up and keep it tidy. "I see, it's all my mess. My big footprints are on the floor, my books are on the coffee table on the table, my dirty clothes are on the sofa, and the wall base is a pile of shoes I have changed. ...

I feel a little guilty. I woke up after lunch and got up after dinner. I also keep my tired mother busy. "You put it first, and I'll tidy it up for a while! You rest. " "Nothing, do more things, human spirit."

Looking at my mother's tired but smiling face, my nose suddenly became sour. I quickly turned my head and said, "I'm going to wash my face." But I found that the washbasin was full of water. It turns out that my mother just washed her hair. I pressed the water tap, and my mood slowly sank with the whirlpool. From time to time, something black surfaced. Take a closer look. Hair? This is my mother's. Is it true?/You don't say. But why so many! I seem to have been hit hard in the chest by something. Mom is old and her health is not as good as before, but I am still so …

I couldn't bear it any longer, and tears poured out like water that burst its banks. At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice behind me. I quickly poured water on my face, covered my face with a towel and pretended to wash my face. I said in a trembling voice, "Mom, I'll tidy up the house at once, and then read a book ..."

At that moment, I shed tears; At that moment, I knew how to stretch the wrinkles on my mother's forehead. ...