A fragment of writing a composition
There are stars in the sky one by one, and things in my heart one by one, but with the passage of time, many things have been forgotten, and only one thing is still deeply imprinted in my mind, and I have not forgotten it so far. It was a Friday night, and I had nothing to do after finishing my homework. Suddenly, I smelled the smell coming from the kitchen and felt hungry. When I came out, my mother had cooked delicious meals, including "braised fish", "shredded pork with fish flavor" and "tomato and egg soup", which made my mouth water. Dad went out to work, and mom took out Dad's glass and filled it before Dad came back. I am bored by myself, so what should I do to be bored? At this moment, I rolled my eyes and a bad idea came to my mind. It's nothing but a prank, and the problem comes again. What kind of prank is it? My "critical eyes" began to search. Suddenly, I found a new goal. At that time, I was as ecstatic as Columbus discovered the new continent, and I was very happy. I put my father's glasses in the cupboard to test her memory. However, my mother is very careless. I don't even know what's missing from the table. I think we should wait until dad comes back. Later, I sat on the sofa watching cartoons and forgot about it. After a while, dad came back. At this time, his mother told him to cut some chopped green onion in the kitchen and add it to the "tomato and egg soup". Dad went straight to the cupboard. Without looking, he put his hand in and heard a bang. The cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The kitchen is full of strong smell of wine. At this moment, my mother heard the sound and rushed over. She quarreled with her father when she saw the broken glass on the ground. What about me? But hiding in the toilet, secretly laughing. Mom and dad gradually raised their voices in the kitchen, arguing with each other (there are not many bowls at home): "What's the matter with you? I didn't take a good look before I did it, and I broke all the bowls at home. " Mom put her arm around her waist and said. "How do I know there is a bowl? I don't usually put it there. " Dad raised his voice. "But you always have to look at it before you do it. You can't do it blindly. That's great. It's broken again Are you happy? " Mom is very angry. ..... At that time, I really wanted to go up and tell the truth, but I never had the courage and couldn't open my mouth. I'm afraid they don't understand. Give me a lesson. I wanted to forget about the quarrel this time, but it will be fine in a few days anyway. But I was wrong. For days on end, they were like enemies. They didn't talk when they met, which really worried me to death. It was not until five days later that they got back together. I'm sorry, mom and dad, I won't do this next time, okay? I will definitely change, please forgive me, dear mom and dad. Through this incident, I understand a truth: you should think twice before you do anything, and you can't do it blindly, otherwise it will be self-defeating. We must also have the courage to take responsibility, overcome difficulties and face reality. As the sun sets, I leisurely look at the blue sky and the little red clouds outside the window, as if Mother Tian was reasoning with the children of Yun, and the children of Yun turned red after listening to Mother Tian's instruction. This reminds me of the thing I regretted six months ago. It was noon on a winter vacation, and I was cutting paper on the bed. I was happy to cut it, but I accidentally cut the sheet, which had a hole the size of a finger's belly. I looked at the hole, dumbfounded and uneasy. I thought to myself: If I tell my parents that this delicious "bamboo shoot barbecue" will definitely be eaten, otherwise ... my eyes are spinning, and I try my best to avoid being beaten. Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I patted my forehead. I do. I put away the things on the sheets, then folded them and hid them under the bed. I took out a sheet with a very similar color and pattern from the kitchen and laid it flat on the bed like my mother. I looked at the "good thing" I did and regretted it very much. Who made me so naughty that I even had to climb into bed with paper cuts? "Come here." I only heard shouts from the back room. I ran to have a look. Oh, no, my mother found sheets under the bed when she was cleaning the floor. Mom asked me seriously what was going on. I have no choice but to tell her what happened in detail. My mother didn't scold me or hit me. She just told me, "Life can't blossom brilliantly in lies." Let me be an honest boy. In the evening, mom and dad came home from work, as usual. When they opened the door, the first thing they asked me was, "How are you today?" I faltered. When my mother saw that I didn't answer, she said seriously, "You're in trouble!" " "Why?" I don't admit it. As she listened, her face turned from cloudy to sunny. I was secretly glad that my plot could succeed, when my father asked, "Have you finished your homework?" "After that, we have to cut ..." "What else?" Dad asked. "Nothing, I also wrote a diary." Oh, that was close! I almost let it slip. Although it has been half a year, I still remember it vividly. My mother's words are still ringing in my ears, educating me not to lie and urging me to make continuous progress, because honesty is the first chapter of the book of wisdom. Answer: Purple Flying Dream-Magician Level 5 4-5 1 1:03 With the passage of time, many good memories of my childhood have gradually disappeared from my memory, but there is one small thing that I can never forget. Whenever I think about it, I can't help laughing to myself. It was the end of grade two, and it was very hot. I have some books in my hand, and some friends go to the store to buy popsicles. Just before dinner, the bell rang, and my friends and I couldn't bear to throw away the delicious popsicles in our hands. What are we doing? I look around, ah! Yes, I took some friends to the lawn, wrapped the popsicles in plastic bags and hid them in the grass. I walked into the classroom and thought to myself, "Now I'm going in to get a good grade and go home. Dad will definitely give me an award." There are sweet popsicles waiting for me after the exam! "I was full of confidence in the examination room and finished the paper soon. As soon as the exam was over, I ran to the lawn at the school gate to pick up grass. Ah! Where is my popsicle? Why is there only one piece of paper left? Is there so much water next to it? With questions, I went home and told my father what had happened. Father smiled and said, "You are eight years old. Don't ask my father everything. What will you do if my father is not at home? "You should learn to read some books and find out the answers." I listened to my father's words and found it reasonable, so I took out my book and flipped through it. After many troubles, I finally found him. The book says: In the sun, ice will be melted by the powerful heat energy from the sun. Although it has been a long time, I can't forget it. I often laugh to myself when I think of this. ...