One-minute composition 1 How many intimate friends can a person have? Is it a lifelong friendship or just this once? I have asked myself countless times, what is friendship? what is love ? And she gave me an answer that I will never forget, and I will never forget.
"I'm sorry, I failed to keep my previous promise. Forgive me. " I was blindsided at that time, looking at her who was familiar and strange. Why, hehe, I was scolding myself for being so stupid and giving her all my life's friendship, but she only said sorry to me.
I didn't listen to her explanation, ran out crying and ran all the way along my heart to a small tree. At this time, looking at this small tree that will never live, I know what it is like to be in the same boat; Looking at this small tree full of memories of me and her, I suddenly have an impulse to destroy it. Drops of water fell in the sky, and relentless rain fell on my face. I don't know whether tears or rain hit my face and melted together. Not far away, there is a figure with an umbrella, as if waiting anxiously for someone. I will never forget that number. It gave me hope, but it also gave me disappointment. As soon as she saw me, she ran over, handed me the umbrella and ran away. Holding an umbrella with temperature in my hand, I know that it is the temperature of friendship between friends, and rolling tears fall disappointingly on my palm. Tears in my hand penetrated the back of my hand.
The next day, she left. Her parents wanted her to move to a big city, so she left, leaving only the letter. After reading the letter, I ran out quickly, and sure enough, she saved the little tree again. The seat also says: Hui, smile and live bravely!
Now, looking up at the sky, I wonder if she is looking at the same sky as me. Cherish what you have now and happiness will always follow you. Hold on tight and don't let it go. No matter who you are, give her the right to explain, wait a minute, wait another minute, give her a chance to explain all this. Love will always follow you.
Cherish what you have now.
Friendship is the wealth in my life.
One-minute composition 2 One minute is insignificant in everyone's eyes, because it passes in a blink of an eye. However, have you ever thought that this minute can be anything other than blinking and writing a word or two?
Let's start with the changeable life! When we walked into the busy street and you were chatting with your partner, a man who had finished eating watermelon knew there was an environmentally friendly trash can in front, but he just didn't throw it in front for a minute. He just threw it on the ground and walked forward without looking back. What would you do? Should I just leave or pick up the watermelon skin and throw it in the trash can? As an environmental protection guard, you will definitely pick up the watermelon skin and throw it into the dustbin. You see, in such a minute, I did something to help Mother Earth "beautify".
Have you read the article for a minute? It's about a little boy who wants to sleep for one more minute, but his car has left. He waited there for a long time and was more than twenty minutes late.
One minute, you are twenty minutes late. Wow, if you had been a minute earlier, you wouldn't have been late. Do you think I'm right?
One minute, sometimes it goes slowly. Yes, when playing a game, you slip away with a shout. However, when doing homework, it passes slowly. Children always feel how slow they learn. Actually, the speed of time is the same. It depends on whether you are interested. You are happy when you play games, and he will soon be. One minute, it can do something; One minute, it can let you learn knowledge; One minute, it can exercise and so on, one minute is precious, please don't underestimate it! Right?
One-minute composition 3 "Ding Lingling" The crisp bell rang. The students hurried into the classroom and sat in their seats waiting for the teacher to come to class. The teacher came into the classroom and said, "Students!" The students stood up, but they didn't hear the loud standing sound of the monitor. They all turned to the monitor's seat and saw that it was empty. The students felt very strange and thought, "The monitor is never late. Why are you late today? " Just as the students were wondering, the monitor shouted out of breath, "Report!" The teacher said, "Please come in!" The teacher asked the monitor what he had done. The monitor replied, "Playing outside." "You are a minute late!" The teacher said, "Now you take 100 yuan and buy back the wasted minute." The monitor took a hundred dollars and thought, "How can time be bought back?" ? Time can't go back. What happened to the teacher today? Just as she was wondering, the teacher took out a small blackboard with a proverb written on it: "An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but a thousand dollars can't buy an inch of time. "Let's all read. The teacher also asked us to do experiments: we can write a few words in one minute and do several math problems in one minute. It also tells us how much electricity can be sent in one minute, and how much loss can be recovered by firefighters arriving at the scene one minute earlier. A dying patient could have saved a life if he had been sent to the hospital one minute earlier. If you arrive at the hospital one minute late, you will be killed by death ... Only after listening to the teacher can we know how valuable a minute is!
Once, my father went to Guangzhou for a meeting. He arrived at the airport one minute late and missed the plane. Later, he took the next flight to Guangzhou and ended up in Guangzhou. The meeting has come to an end. Dad, a lot of business in the factory fell through. Don't look at this short minute. But how precious it is!
From now on, I will make good use of every minute and form a good habit of cherishing time from an early age.
One-minute composition 4 "beep-beep-beep-"The referee blew the whistle at the end of the whole game. We did it! I scored a goal at the last minute and won the game!
On the grassy court, the players are struggling hard. 10 minute 5V5 mini football match has come to an end, and the score on the mechanical screen is still 0: 0, leaving little time for players from both sides, only one minute is fleeting. (Original submission)
Our players are exhausted and sweaty. Everyone has been running hard and the speed has dropped. Our center ran the ball through the midfield and sent it to the striker, that is, at my feet. The game time has passed little by little, and now there are thirty seconds left. I made a gorgeous turn, slipped past the opposing defender and approached the penalty area. This series of actions took ten seconds, and the current time is only twenty seconds. I broke into the opponent's penalty area alone, and I was going to fight to the death with the goalkeeper, the key figure who decided my goal. Ready to shoot, I tried my best to kick the football with my right back. I didn't expect my foot to slip and hit the bottom of the football, and the ball would definitely miss. I'm bored, but what's the use of being bored now! A kicked ball is like overflowing water. How can we save it? ! As I expected, the football hit the post with a bang and bounced over. At that time, I had exhausted all my strength and was unable to chase the ball again. Time is shortening, only 9 seconds left!
Our center is like a lonely hero, desperate to run the ball. When he caught up with football, it was only five seconds! Without much thought, he kicked the ball in the air before it landed. Football has formed a sharp airflow in the air and drawn a beautiful arc. The high-speed rotating football flew over my head, and I heard a whoosh-the speed and strength of the ball! Like a missile with great lethality, and like a comet with great destructive power, it slammed into the target. The goalkeeper was caught off guard and the ball flew into the goal.
It must be a miracle to name him at the last moment of the game!
The sky can hold every cloud, so it is boundless; The earth can accommodate every inch of land, so it is vast and colorless; The ocean can hold every river, so it is endless. But can time accommodate time? Time flies; We say that every minute counts, but how much have we done?
Every minute of time is like a bright pearl. Maybe you are a minute late, and the most dazzling pearl disappears. Probably like an opportunity, even if you are only one minute late, will he stop and wait for you to seize it? We are always perfunctory in time!
Minutes seem like a lot in a person's life, but what about years? 365 days a year, even if calculated by 100 year, it is only 36,500 days! Therefore, we must cherish every minute of life and make every minute of life meaningful!
A college student submitted his resume for an interview. When he arrived at the interview place, others said that the interview time had passed. He looked at the time and was a minute late. He thought that the examiner in charge of the interview was deliberately embarrassing him and went to the manager. After telling the manager about it, the manager said you can go. He asked the manager why, and the manager said, how can I put a person who can't even know the time in my company? Although this minute is short, I can see a person clearly with this minute. After listening, the college students left in shame!
One minute is short, but it deserves our attention; Although a minute is rare, it is worth cherishing. A minute is short, but it is worth grasping.
One-minute Composition 6 Last Friday, in the third class, our Chinese teacher, Mr. Ou, organized an interesting one-minute game called "I am a wooden head". The rule of the game is to let us do what we like and see who sticks to it for one minute. Those who can persist are winners, and those who cannot persist are losers.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven ... three! Two! One! Game on! " Suddenly, there was silence in the classroom, as if the whole world was still. We could only hear our own shortness of breath and see our shining and rotating eyes.
The students crossed the sea with the Eight Immortals, each showing his magical powers. Some people, like the Monkey King, stand out from the crowd and learn to criticize and imitate appropriately. Some people, like raccoons, seem to know that there is going to be a war, and they are afraid to come out under the warm bed. I am not to be outdone, posing as a superman, standing in a chair with the ideal of justice in my heart, look! How awesome I am!
However, the most interesting thing is to forget it. Her strange eyes, messy hair and the most lifelike stiff hands and feet are simply the legendary "death". The cooler the action, the harder it is to keep it for a minute. This minute, which is usually unremarkable and abandoned by us at will, has now become an annoying minute and a long time.
At this time, Mr. Ou, with a smirk on his face, announced: "There are still five seconds before the end time! Five! Four! Three! Two! One! End! " At this time, the whole class finally breathed a sigh of relief. The teacher added, "I declare the whole class qualified and successful!" " "We all cheered. I slowly put down my numb feet and stiff arms, feeling that it is not easy to get a Zhong Zhen!
Through this game, I got to know each other again for a minute. It is this short minute that contains immeasurable use, depending on whether we can make good use of it!
One Minute Composition 7 "Bell … Bell … Bell ……" The bell rang. I ran non-stop in the direction of the classroom. When I finally ran to the door of the classroom, I saw that all the students had picked up their books and the head teacher was already on the podium. I only heard the chalk creaking, and it was very quiet all around. I stood shyly at the door, but my face was red and I whispered, "I'm late for registration!" " "The teacher saw me at this moment and said seriously," Come in and come to my office after class. "When I returned to my seat, I felt ashamed. If I had known, I should have run faster so that I wouldn't be a minute late. Because it's the first time I'm late, I don't know if the teacher will tell my parents, but if I tell the truth about being late, will the teacher severely criticize me? Thinking, thinking, my heart is uneasy.
After class, I went to the teacher's office truthfully, feeling uneasy all the way, not knowing how to explain to the teacher. I walked slowly and finally arrived at the office. The teacher saw me and said, "Xiaolan, what did you tell the teacher about being late this morning?" I dare not look the teacher in the eye. I looked away and looked down. After thinking for a long time, I told him the truth and said, "On my way to school, I saw an old man in his seventies. His own litchi was picked from the tree and sold in a dustpan. I saw that he was all thumbs and unfortunately sprained his foot. I saw this and went to help. Later, the old man gave me a bunch of lychees, and I forgot it was almost time for class, teacher. The teacher touched my head and said, "Xiaolan, you are right to help others. The teacher thinks you are very sensible, but you should also have a sense of time. I remember something special happened to you when you were late for the first time, and the teacher didn't blame you this time. You can't do this again, okay? "I was very touched when I heard that the teacher not only didn't blame me, but also praised me. Tears accidentally flowed out. This is not unfair, but the teacher is fair and will not criticize a person for being late.
Although I was only one minute late this time, this minute made me realize that no matter who I meet or what I encounter, I must find out the facts before making a decision. We can do many things and change many things in one minute. In the future, I want to be a teacher with a sense of time and a clear distinction between right and wrong.
A sudden accident, a car full of panicked passengers, a calm driver, a shocking moment. This constitutes a touching picture.
At noon on May 29th, 20xx, the driver Wu Bin drove a bus and drove smoothly on the Hu Yi Expressway. On the way, the tourists talked and laughed and had a good time. No one expected that danger would fall from the sky and death would meet unexpectedly. A large piece of iron smashed the windshield in front of the car like a cannonball, hitting Wu Bin right in the abdomen. Wu Bin's three ribs were broken, his liver was broken, blood dripped from the wound, and his clothes were dyed bright red with blood. It seems that he can't control the steering wheel with his hands, and a terrible tragedy is about to be staged. The passengers in the car were all in a panic and immediately became a mess. Someone silently prayed for a miracle; Someone is preparing to open the window and jump out of the car at any time to escape; Someone touched his chest and told himself to be calm; Someone called 1 10 to call the police for help, and called 120 to ask the doctor for immediate treatment. ...
In this do or die, at this dangerous moment, I saw Wu Bin grit his teeth and endure severe pain. He tried to hold the steering wheel and slowly pulled the car to the side of the road. His trembling hands carefully pulled the handbrake and turned on the double flashing lights. After completing this series of complete safety parking measures, Wu Bin covered the wound again, held the railing and stood up slowly. Turning to face the passengers, he said in a weak voice, "Please be quiet … don't be afraid … it was just a small accident … get off." When he saw 24 passengers evacuated safely, he showed a gratified smile.
When the police and doctors arrived, they found that the passengers had been evacuated safely and immediately sent Wu Bin to the hospital for rescue, but he died unfortunately because of ineffective rescue.
Ordinary people can also become earth-shattering heroes, and ordinary people can also do extraordinary deeds. The bus that stopped slowly, the indomitable driver, that short one minute and sixteen seconds, will always touch me and China forever.
On Friday morning, in our class, the teacher organized an interesting little game-I am a wooden head.
"The rule of the game is to do an action, you can't move, you can stick to it for one minute, only your eyes can move." As soon as the teacher's voice fell, the students began to talk nonstop: "One minute is too easy, I have no problem in ten minutes."
Listen to the teacher's password again: "Three! Two! One! Start! " The students immediately made their own movements. I hold my hands high, my body leans slightly to the right, and my feet are tied into a standing posture, like Genghis Khan holding a bow and carving a big sculpture. I squinted at my classmate next to me. Gu's action is the funniest. She lowered her head, lowered her hair and stretched out her hands like a zombie. The whole class burst out laughing when they saw that she couldn't hold back. Ni Rui's movements are also very funny. He sleeps on his desk, sticks out his tongue, hangs his hands and rolls his eyes. Where's Liao Siyi? He made a lovely gesture, holding his chin in his left hand, raising his index finger, holding his left hand in his right hand and smiling sideways. Xu Le made a suicide move and put the badminton across her neck ... those who did these wonderful moves. Can you wait a moment? I smiled and thought to myself.
Unconsciously, a minute passed. The teacher said, "All right, stop!" The students sighed and slowly withdrew their hands and feet because they were numb. I usually feel that one minute is very short, but today I feel so long that my hands are tired.
This is really an interesting minute. It makes us understand that a minute can do a lot of things, and we should cherish every minute.
One-minute composition 10 The wind swept across my cheeks, soft but pale, and it will never blow away the haze in my heart.
Dad is going away on business. This trip may take ten days, maybe half a month, maybe three to five years. Hearing the news, I couldn't help crying like a burst of water and fell to the ground.
I just sat quietly on the park bench, and my father sat next to me. Tomorrow, he will leave and travel far away. I don't know when he will come back. I looked up, and the clouds were very light, as light as my heart, silent, without ups and downs, without mixed feelings, only with deep feelings of parting.
There is no expression on dad's face either. I can't penetrate his deep eyes and know his inner world, but he must be very sad.
The wicker is shaking gently. Are you trying to appease me? The ancients said that Liu Tong "stayed". But this is just wishful thinking. Can you really stay? Can't!
I sat numb, hoping that time would stop. Is it really okay? I tried to comfort myself that my father was only on a business trip and he would definitely come back, but it didn't help. What a sad feeling!
A big hand touched my head. It was my father's hand. I can feel his hands shaking, and there are tears in his eyes, which seems to contain everything. I heard my father say softly, "Never mind, I'll be back soon!" " "
My heart was violently pulled and trembled by a force. I nodded and looked at the mountain and water, and it seemed to be alive again.
We just wait quietly until the sun sets, until the night falls, until the last minute, flowing through my fingertips, into the long river of time, until the moment of parting. ...
One-minute composition11On the afternoon of May 9, my mother gave our class a lesson about "the value of one minute".
"What is the fastest, slowest, longest, shortest, most ordinary, most precious, most easily overlooked and most regrettable thing in the world?" When my mother asked this question, everyone said in unison, "Time!"
Mom smiled and asked us to close our eyes and feel how long it takes a minute; Let's recite "Encouraging Learning" and see how long you can recite it. It also tells us how many amazing things will happen in a minute or even a second in today's rapid development of science and technology.
Then, she told us that each of us is a monopoly, because the time bank gives everyone the same amount of 86400 yuan every day. Before everyone screamed, she told us that there was one requirement: you can't save, you can't invest, you can't give away, you can only use it yourself. It's gone when it expires. How can we maximize its value? We had a heated discussion. In fact, everyone knows that for us now, studying hard every day and not being greedy for fun is the way to cherish time.
Every day when I write my homework, I write my homework together and watch the homework news in the WeChat group. I can't help but want to browse the web and chat with my classmates. As a result, the homework was delayed and changed, which affected the rest time at night and the study the next day. Just like knocking down dominoes, a series of adverse reactions made my parents and I tired to cope. It can't go on like this. Only by managing your time well, instead of being dragged away by games and mobile phones, can you get out of this strange circle and return to a normal and orderly study and living environment.
Sometimes when I feel relaxed, I will think of the time bank, those famous sayings and short stories that cherish time, encourage myself, and you will definitely thank yourself in the future! Come on!
One Minute Composition 12 A piece of news caused a sensation in Dalian, and all Dalian people remembered his name-Huang Zhiquan.
Huang Zhiquan, an ordinary bus driver, suddenly felt heart discomfort while driving. "No, it's a heart attack!" The idea flashed through my mind.
The severe pain made him feebly lean back in the chair and loosen the steering wheel. The out-of-control car rushed to the side of the road and the passengers in the carriage screamed. The loud noise woke Huang Zhiquan. He considered the safety of a bus full of passengers. "What should I do? I can't let them get hurt at all! "
He reminded himself to stay awake. Endure the pain, hold the steering wheel tightly and control the direction of the car. At this time, it is difficult to breathe. He felt that his life had reached its limit. However, he doesn't care so much! Now, he has only one belief, and at all costs, he must let the passengers get off safely. This is his responsibility!
One-minute composition 13 I stayed at home for a long time and was one minute late. The eyes are bright outside, and it is windy occasionally. The weather was really good, so I went out. I walked along a winding and long path. There are many trees on both sides of the path. They held huge umbrellas to cover the hot sun overhead. The sun shone on the ground through thick leaves. A gust of wind blew in. Occasionally, some yellow leaves, as well as leaves that have just grown up but can't stand the wind, are blown to the land next to the path by the wind. I know that leaves blown away by the wind will slowly rot and eventually become fertilizer for trees and be absorbed by them. However, trees absorb nutrients and grow new leaves. I walk along the path like this. When the wind is light, I touch my face with my fingers, fiddle with my hair and mop my clothes.
Suddenly, a small tree caught my attention. It swayed in the wind, as if the thin trunk would be accidentally broken. What surprised me even more was that there were only two green leaves on the almost bare branches. How was the spring? I can't help worrying. Another gust of wind, not good! A leaf was blown off by the wind. Now there is only one leaf on the small tree. But the wind still doesn't want to let it go and continue to tease it. The leaves were blown from side to side by the wind. My heart jumped into my throat. One second, two seconds, three seconds, 58 seconds, 59 seconds, 60 seconds, the whistling wind seems to have exhausted its last strength, too bad! The wind separated the leaves from the branches and then calmed down.
The leaves rolled several times according to the empty ratio and finally landed on the road. I walked over and looked at the leaves regretfully. Much stronger than the previous leaves. A whole minute late. I struggled in the wind for a minute. I picked up the leaves, dug a small pit next to the bare young trees, put the leaves in, buried them with soil, and drew a circle around the pit with branches. I looked at it in awe. The leaves standing upright in the wind should add a touch of green to the young trees. Even if it's a little green, now, I bury you next to your beloved tree. I think this little tree will be full of green in a few days.
I walked along the narrow path, recalling the delay of just one minute, I couldn't help laughing.
One-minute composition 14 What can I do in one minute? You can read a story, you can read a text, you can close your eyes and have a rest, you can … there are too many things you can do in one minute, but … many of them slip away from your fingertips in one minute. What did I leave behind? Come and experience it.
"One minute of applause"
How many times can you clap a minute? I estimate that I can take 200 pictures. The result of the experiment is beyond my imagination. I took 245 pictures! I have some regrets: one minute is very long. When I ranked 50th, I thought it was not difficult, and 200 would be more appropriate. 100 stroke, a little tired, but I can persist. When I took the 200th shot, I thought to myself: Oh, my God, all 200 shots have been taken, and it hasn't been a minute! One minute is so long! After the last shot, the time has finally arrived. One minute is too long, but is it long in Zhong Zhen?
"Write the word' forever' in one minute"
The last experiment told me that one minute is very long, so I want to experiment how many words "forever" I can write in one minute. I estimate that I can write a word "forever" in almost two seconds, and I can write 30 words in 60 seconds a minute. When I started the experiment, I frantically wrote down the word "forever" in my notebook. I can't stop writing until my hands go on strike. The experiment is still beyond my estimate, 38! I have some different feelings: when I wrote 10, I didn't know the word "forever"; In the first 15 issue, I felt that I was writing so slowly. On the 38 th, I feel that I have very little time. Is the time long or short?
"Minute of silence"
I quietly lie prone on the table, "tick tock", quietly listening to the sound of the clock. I close my eyes and my thoughts pass through my mind. The long river of memory is like a video, playing in my mind. Time, an ancient monster, is swift and ubiquitous. A minute may be short, but it will never stop ... that's the true meaning of time!
Shh!
Shh! Listen! Did you hear that? Do you hear the sound of time passing?
One-minute composition 15 In today's Chinese class, the teacher asked us to spend one minute drawing the second word list. The teacher began to remember the time for us. We write like lightning. The teacher said, "Stop!" We stopped. I said, "A minute flies!" The teacher called several students and asked, "How many words did you write?" I said, "I wrote 18."
When I got home, I saw my mother spinning a hula hoop. I said, "Mom, I'll count to 60." Mom started spinning. I also said, "Stop!" Mom stopped, too Mom counted it herself and turned 100. I said, mom is amazing!
I spent a minute at home doing two things: the first was sweeping the floor. I picked up the broom and began to sweep. After sweeping, mom said it was good and clean. The second thing I do is to set books and organize bookcases. I put every book neatly, and my mother said it was ok.
I want to say: "One minute is precious, and one minute passes quickly. I must not waste time, I must cherish time! "