Composition: I really (1) finish the topic first. Such as happiness and regret. . Write personal experience) (grade 6)

"Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby. If you throw yourself into your mother's arms, you won't enjoy happiness. Only mother is good in the world ... "

This is true. What happened was neither touching nor dramatic. However, you may deeply feel how respectable and lovely this mother is. ...

That morning, I went to school with my schoolbag on my back. Mother handed me an umbrella and said, "Daughter, the weather forecast says it will rain today, so you'd better take an umbrella!" " "I looked up doubtfully: Nothing, clear sky Wan Li. The weather is very good today. How can it rain? When my mother wasn't looking, I threw down my umbrella and ran to school like a tiger down the mountain.

Just after school at noon, there was a sudden thunder and lightning, and a sudden rainstorm came. All the students with rain gear went home, and the others were picked up by their parents. Mom is busy with business these days and has no time to pick me up. I'm the only one left in the classroom, and I'm as anxious as an ant on hot bricks-running around.

At this time, a miracle appeared! I saw a familiar figure in the hazy rain curtain. Ah! It's mom! I jumped three feet for joy. "quick! Daughter, put on your raincoat! " Mom said in a hurry. On the way home, it was windy and rainy, so it was difficult to move forward. "Dear daughter, be closer to your mother, it will be warmer!" The wind and rain made my back cold, but after listening to my mother's words, it flowed into my heart like a warm current.

Relying on my mother's warm shoulder, I woke up from a coma with tears dripping on my collar. Mom, my good mother, now I really understand your greatness in the ordinary, and I know that you are a person who really deserves my admiration! I should not disobey you!

Rain is still falling, washing the earth, washing the leaves and washing the dust in my heart, which makes me feel this water-like love so deeply!

I'm so happy.

I'm really touched.

I admire those soldiers who can die in the battlefield and feel dead. They wrote the immortal and magnificent victory song of the Chinese nation with their lives. I am in awe of the doctors who fought in the front line against SARS. In the face of death, it was a war without smoke and gunfire, but it was equally tragic and lamentable! Scenes of touching pictures appeared in front of my eyes, and familiar faces flashed in my mind. It is they who have inherited the fine traditional fire of the Chinese nation and laid the national spirit of never giving up. "But how much love does an inch of grass have, and you got three spring rays?" This is a question that has been questioned for thousands of years. A son made his own answer with his body in 2004. He returned a part of his life to his dying mother. In the warm lie, the mother's life may still be fragile, but the sincerity of the dutiful son is rock solid. Tian, let all the mothers in the world get comfort. If tears are a kind of wealth, Xu Benyu is a rich man. In the past 2004, he made us burst into tears. He walked from the bustling city into the depths of the mountains, shouldering the fallen teacher, poverty and loneliness with the tender shoulders of a newly graduated college student, and shouldering the responsibilities that did not belong to him. Perhaps a person's strength can't make a child's eyes full of sunshine, love and expectation. Xu Benyu lit the torch and stung our eyes! The characters who touched China one by one made the whole Chinese nation tremble. They may not be the best, but they did their best. They moved China with practical actions. Our mission lies ahead, and our proud motherland lies behind! The annual "Touching China" always brings me tears and education. It let me know what is true, good and beautiful, what is the direction of progress, and what is the true feelings in the world, that is touching! Is to let our hearts experience beautiful baptism again and again.

I'm so happy.

Usually my family is always poor, which makes me a "greedy cat" really unbearable. Well, the scarlet letter appeared on the calendar board again, so I shouted, "Mom and Dad, today is Sunday, and it's time to improve the food." "Don't worry, I'll make sweet and sour pork ribs and chicken wings for you at noon." Dad said with a smile. I clap my hands with joy: "Great"! After breakfast, my brother and I went back to our "small world" to review our lessons. After reciting English words and practicing, I spread out the paper, picked up a pen and practiced pen writing again. My brother is immersed in his "gizmo", so it goes without saying that he is serious. I wrote several masterpieces and suddenly sang "Empty City Plan". I looked at my watch: 1 1 half past ten. Thinking that my father said at noon in the morning that he would improve my life, it must be on the table now. I walked quickly to the kitchen, huh? It is quiet here. Don't say it smells good. I haven't even met my parents. Where did they go? I pushed open the door of my father's room and found him thinking about the Olympic math problem. He sometimes sketched and sometimes copied, and his energy was so concentrated that he didn't even notice my angry stamping. Helpless, I came to the living room again and saw my mother knitting a sweater. Mom said, "Look, my sweater is finished.". As soon as the voice fell, my father said, "I have solved these Olympic math problems." After that, the two walked together with their own "achievements", with smiles on their faces, but they stopped at the same time when they saw me. Oh, look at my memory. I forgot to buy lunch food. Dad said shyly. Mother replied, "Really, the children must be hungry." "Oh, I remember, there is something delicious!" Say that finish, my father pulled me up and went to the kitchen. He took out some leftover dumpling skins in the morning, added some meat and wrapped them up. After a while, he put them in the pot. A few minutes later, he took it out and wolfed it down. Before we finished eating, my brother rushed in happily: "My little invention succeeded! Seeing him like that is ten thousand times happier than eating a pot of braised pork ribs! His face is as excited as an apple. Think about my father's Olympic math problem solved, my mother's sweater knitted, my brother's "invention" succeeded, and my calligraphy level improved again. Although I didn't eat delicious braised pork ribs and fried chicken wings, I still couldn't help but blurt out, "I am so happy this Sunday!" " "