His chest was shaking violently, his muscles were swollen like a balloon about to explode, and his heart was beating violently, as if a spring were about to burst out. His smiling face has been twisted to the extreme at the moment, just like an evil lion. His cheeks burned red like a drunk, bulging badly, like airbags on both sides of a frog's mouth, enough to hold a small table tennis ball. His nostrils are particularly large, and his heavy breathing is like a large group of people rushing out of them, and his nose opens and closes like a pump.
He was so angry that his neck and throat suddenly exploded and became bluer and bluer, like a water pipe on the ground, and the color extended from blue to bright red. Eyebrows drilled hard into the middle of the bridge of the nose and almost went together. Their hair stands upright like hedgehog needles.
His transparent and lovely eyes have now burst into blazing flames, attacking each other's hearts like a laser gun, which is bigger than two bells. Hatred, pain, sadness and anger intertwined in his eyes, staring at each other angrily. The teeth in his mouth rattled and he stood there in cold light, like a fierce man-eating horror. They stand side by side, like an indestructible wall of institutions.
Her thighs trembled with high intensity. It was not the trembling of fear, but the trembling of discord with each other. The air around her seemed to be burnt out by his anger. She jumped out of the scrap iron with great strength, as if to step out of a pit on the ground to vent her anger or kick at the "enemy". I wonder what will happen to him.
2. Write a 300-word and 250-word composition on the topic of who is angry about A Min's sister's crying. Just as my sister's puppy was playing on the stairs, I frowned and quickly hid in the bathroom.
When my sister came up, she was shocked to see such a scene. Then she asked, "Who did this?" With a hint of anger in my tone, I cleaned up in the bathroom, then casually walked out of the bathroom and asked, "What's the matter?" My sister asked me, "Did you see who broke the crystal ball?" "I didn't see it. I just went to the bathroom. Maybe it's Xiao Wang, "I said. When my sister heard this, she couldn't help but pick up the broom and hit Xiao Wang, cursing. It hurts every time, as if the broom is not hitting Xiao Wang, but hitting me.
Afterwards, Sister A Min gave Xiao Wang to her classmates. I know that's why my sister did it. I really want to tell her the truth, but I don't have the courage. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world!
Mom, I thank you.
Mom, a kind word, plays an indispensable role around us and shapes our lives. If we are tea, mother is a teacup; If we are kites, mother will be the thread that leads us to dream the world. If we were a boat, mother would shine.
3. Write an 800-word homework on the topic of anger. In a blink of an eye, junior high school life has been half a year, and my deskmate has changed a lot. Looking at the deskmate next to me, the last deskmate in primary school appeared again. Xiaoshengchu is a turning point, and everyone is drowned in the "crowd tactics" every day. But at this time, the head teacher changed his position. The students around me were transferred one after another, but I stayed put. I am looking forward to my new equipment. The result was beyond my expectation. The teacher transferred the most naughty student in the class to my side. He is a famous "naughty king" in our class, and even the monitor is afraid of him. A few days ago, I deliberately pretended to be "dumb" and gave him a duel. One day at noon, I came to the classroom to solve problems as usual, but * * and some boys didn't know where to get a puppy. When I don't pay attention to my homework, he puts the puppy on my desk. Suddenly, a few small plum blossoms were printed on the clean exercise book. I flew into a rage and immediately threw my exercise book on his desk. He immediately raised his hand and smiled and said to me, "Please forgive me, I'll wipe it for you right away." Seeing his funny appearance, my anger subsided and I went straight to the playground. But the child still won't let me go. He came into the classroom tired after playing enough, and * * was putting the puppy in my schoolbag. I quickly stepped forward and yelled at him: "* * You have gone too far." But I didn't know that the tears of disappointment poured out like a waterfall. But he whispered, "The puppy is afraid of being a coward!" " "After that, I ignored him, and in this way, the cold war between us began again. ...
On a sunny afternoon, the students all went to participate in free activities. I stayed in the classroom, eating a thick composition book. He suddenly came up to me and said, "Are you still angry?" Don't be angry, girls are not beautiful when they are angry. "Hearing him say this, I still don't talk to him. I saw him take out an animal atlas from his schoolbag. He put the animal atlas in front of me and said to me, "In fact, small animals are cute, so there is no need to be so afraid of them!" " I said to him, "Yes! Small animals are cute, but you are not cute. "Unexpectedly, he suddenly alive and kicking. He said to me happily, "Aren't you angry?" I said to him, "Please don't introduce small animals to me without my permission in the future." He nodded in confusion.
The dog's trouble has passed, but that time, I was really angry.
All kinds of life in primary school are gone forever. Although there is anger in that kind of anger, it is more of a pure friendship between classmates.
Write a composition on the topic of seeing others angry
China also has a saying, "Be furious". If a person often likes to be angry, this blood gas always rushes to the top of his head, and the top of his head will often get hot. What bad consequences will there be if this top of his head is often hot? Let's see.
At first glance, that kind of plant won't flourish in very hot places, so if a person likes to be angry often, his hair doesn't like to grow very long. Of course, don't look around and sit in the right position. You remember.
There is a saying in China that you are extremely clever. Why do smart people have less hair? Our observation seems reasonable, because this smart man is all thumbs when looking at other people's things, and you can't do such a simple thing.
Well, he is anxious and angry easily. As a result, his hair doesn't like long hair. This does bring a lot of disadvantages to yourself.
In the Republic of China, there was a good man named Wang Lao. He observed the relationship between people's personality, emotions and diseases and put forward a sentence called "hate, resentment, anger and annoyance". Life is five poison pills. After taking half a pill, he got sick and took another one.
One will kill you. So there are problems between our internal organs, all because we have five kinds of bad emotions: hate, resentment, anger and annoyance. We know that anger is to punish ourselves for other people's mistakes, so we should turn it into anger.
Forgive me. This forgiveness is a ru above and a heart below, telling us to let nature take its course. Like whose heart? As the other party's intention. When we can put ourselves in each other's shoes, we can watch each other do it.
Don't do to others what you don't want them to do to you. So Confucius' disciples came to him and said, Is there a word that I can pursue all my life? Kong is right, the word is forgiveness, which you don't want, you don't want.
Impose on others. There is also a saying in Disciples Rules that "if you want to add people, ask yourself first, or you will be quick if you don't." Dear friends, if you put this sentence into practice in your life, before you do anything,
On the other hand, do I want others to treat me like this? If I don't want others to treat me like this, then we shouldn't treat others like this. We know that anger is to punish others for their mistakes.
He himself, you must master the key to your happiness.
There is another article that is well written. He said: "A mature person holds the key to his own happiness. He doesn't expect others to make him happy, but he can bring happiness and happiness to others. Everyone has a key to happiness in his heart.
The key, but we often unconsciously give it to others. For example, a woman complained, "I am very unhappy because my husband is often away from home on business." She put the key to happiness in her husband's hand.
A mother said, "My child's disobedience makes me very angry." She gave the key to the child. Another young man came out of the stationery store and said, "The boss's poor service attitude makes me very angry."
Yes! "He put the key in the boss's hand. These people all made the same decision, that is, let others control their emotions. When we allow others to control our emotions, we feel that we are victims.
There is nothing people can do about the status quo. Complaining and anger become our only choice. We began to blame others and send a message that you are responsible for my pain. A mature one
Some people hold the key to their own happiness. Instead of expecting others to make you happy, you can bring happiness and happiness to others. He is emotionally stable and responsible for himself. Being with such people is a pleasure, not a pressure. Ladies and gentlemen,
Friends, where is the key to your happiness? Take it in your own hands. Put it in someone else's hand and get it back quickly!
This article is really well written. It teaches us to master the key to happiness and become the master of emotions. Because logically, no one can walk into your heart, right? 7a 64 e4b 893 e5b 19e 3 133337626 1？ The one that makes you angry.
Who is this man? It's ourselves. So the next time you are angry, angry or complaining, you should remind yourself that I have given the key to my happiness to others.
5. Write a 600-word composition and talk about what makes you angry. Thank you. After school, I skipped home with my math test paper. How happy I was along the way! In this math exam, I finally got the first place in my class with a score of 98. There used to be seven or eight. Recently, with the help of my father, I have made great progress. Why am I unhappy?
Before entering the house, I shouted, "Dad-Mom-I won the first prize in the math exam!" " "My mother is braised pork. I jumped into the kitchen, stuffed a piece of meat in my mouth and handed the paper to my mother. At this time, my father came out of the room, holding my paper, and his face was very happy. However, watching, his face began to sink. He said to me seriously, "What, you can't even reduce the decimal point?" I said confidently, "Why not? Teacher Zhang forgave me for my carelessness and only deducted 2 points. "
After listening to my words, my father's face became even uglier. I never thought that my father would be so angry. He frowned and snapped, "Careless? That's why? See how easy it is for you to say. If the science and technology department and the financial statistics department can make such mistakes? " At this time, my mother also read the wrong questions on my paper and said, "Oh, why not be careful?" I have formed a bad habit of carelessness, and I will suffer a big loss in the future. "Dad raised his voice and said," You're wrong, and you're so proud! "This is not complacency? This will affect your progress! "
When it was time for dinner, I still saw my father in a blue mood. I knew that I had made a mistake. My mistake was to relax my requirements and be complacent. I also know that my father's strict requirements for me are to let me form the habit of doing things seriously from an early age. Why else would he be so angry? I whispered to my father, "Dad, don't be angry. I will change it later. " Say, put a piece of braised pork that is neither thin nor fat into dad's bowl.
It was sunny this morning, but who knew it was the calm before the storm. I came to school early in the morning, walked to my seat, put down my heavy schoolbag and prepared to hand in my homework. In a short time, the whole school was full of reading sounds. It's eight o'clock now, and this morning our class began to give a speech as usual. Speech consultant Zheng Jingyang stepped onto the platform, turned on the microphone and started today's speech with his unique voice. Gong Zhenting was the first speaker on the stage. Because of the students' noise, Mr. Xiong just went to the stairs and heard the noise in the class. I saw her angry eyes scanning all of us, and several leaders who had the most quarrelling saw Mr. Xiong, just like a mouse saw a cat, and immediately quieted down. Teacher Xiong strode onto the three-foot platform and asked Gong Zhenting to repeat the manuscript several times. Let's repeat it, but we haven't recovered from the "sudden attack" just now, so we haven't remembered a word. Mr. Xiong asked us to listen to the speeches of the students behind us. After a while, Mr. Xiong began to understand the truth that she could make us understand after speaking. She said: "She tried her best to give those students who didn't raise their hands once a chance to exercise. We not only didn't appreciate it, but also made a scene. We don't study for herself, but make a contribution to the motherland when we grow up. " After class, I think carefully. Mr. Xiong has supported and encouraged us since the first grade. In fact, Mr. Xiong and Mr. Lu are hard-working gardeners, and they have made great efforts to cultivate the future flowers of our motherland. If there are any questions we don't understand, try to let us know the solutions to these problems and why we should do it. We will never forget the idea of this problem. Alas, we are all so ignorant. I want to call on everyone to listen carefully in class from now on, complete their homework with good quality and quantity, and listen carefully to others. If you respect others, others will respect you. Only in this way can you be worthy of your six-year cultivation!
6. Write a fifth-grade composition on the topic "I was very angry that day". That day, I was very angry because my mother gave my dog away.
This puppy has a fluffy khaki body. Chubby and cute.
When he first arrived at my house, he was afraid of strangers and had been hiding in the corner. When I don't hurt it, it looks less rusty. Very clever. It can stand up, jump up and shake hands with us. We said to it, "Come on, shake hands." It will raise a front paw and put it in our hands. If we say, "Change your hand." It will put the other hand in our hand.
Later, because my mother thought it was too much trouble to keep a dog, she had to bathe the dog often. Moreover, dogs will shit and pee indiscriminately, which will increase the cleaning burden of mothers. So the little yellow dog was given to a family that opened a supermarket. Although the dog is well fed and comfortable at home, no matter what. A golden nest is not as good as one's own kennel. I miss that lovely puppy very much now. Anyway, I'm a good friend of that puppy, and I don't know how it is now. If mom doesn't give it away, I'll have another playmate in my life. If mom doesn't give it away, then I will ...
I was very angry that day because my mother gave the dog away without consulting me.
I was really angry that day. Because I thought my brother hit me first, I only hit him twice. He hit me three times as often as I hit him, but my mother ignored me.
"pa"! I slammed the door angrily and shouted, "Why don't you care if he hits me!" "Then I imprisoned myself in the warehouse of the' safety exit' and listened carefully to the movement of my house next door. As a result, I heard nothing but the noise of the conversation. I knocked on the door, and the whole hotel echoed with my knock on the door.
Knocking at the door, my mother told me that she hit my brother. I didn't believe it, because I didn't hear the sound of hitting my brother next door, so I decided that this was my mother's plan to delay the war. I was so angry that I thought my mother was partial to my brother and made up a lie for him. So I flew into a rage, swearing erupted like a volcano, and thick lava of swearing went straight to my throat. I didn't feel anything at all, so I scolded. The angry mother blushed and talked about the old saying that I had heard hundreds of times. I ignored her, just kept blaming my mother, just like adding fuel to the fire. Dad who didn't speak finally couldn't help it. Suddenly, there were four or five bruises on my body. I ran away from home in a rage and stayed outside for more than three hours.
I was really angry that day. ...
Today is March 15, and it is also Consumer Rights Day. In this festival, I remembered something that made me angry.
One day, my mother and I went shopping in the supermarket and went downstairs to buy clothes. My mother took a fancy to a red dress and tried it on for me. It was just right. When I bought it, my mother asked anxiously, "Is this dress of good quality?" "Of course, don't worry!" The salesman said yes.
When I got home, I couldn't wait to put on my new clothes and looked around in the mirror with joy. Suddenly, I found a pile of cotton coming out of a small crack in an inconspicuous place next to my sleeve. I was shocked and quickly took off my clothes and examined them carefully. Later, I found that cotton was pouring out of my pocket. I called my mother, pointed to the clothes and said to her, "Mom, look, this dress has just been bought, and there are so many holes …" Before I finished, my mother flew into a rage, grabbed the clothes and ran to the supermarket. I followed my mother, and I was very angry myself: these manufacturers were so hateful that they cheated sellers to make money. What a villain!
When I arrived at the supermarket, my mother angrily threw the clothes in front of the clerk and asked, "Why does cotton gush out of this dress?" I want a refund! ""I can't. " The salesman still said slowly, "you have found the trademark, and besides, I never said you could claim for compensation!" " "
"You ..." Mom was speechless with anger, but there was nothing she could do.
Students, there are many inferior goods in the shopping mall now, so you should be careful!
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7. The topic of high school composition is anger. Mom, don't be angry.
Mom, I'm sorry. I shouldn't worry you, let alone make you angry. You took the trouble to do it for me, but I feel ashamed. My heart hurts like an arrow pierced my heart.
It was a very cold night and the leaves were swept away from the ground by the wind. It was very cold, but I rode my bike home quickly on the road and finally got home. My mother sat on the bed, anxiously waiting for me to come back. I knew I was angry with my mother again, so I didn't say anything when I got home. My mother heard my footsteps coming back and knew I was home, so she gave me a Hedong lion. Scold me loudly again, like a barrage of words, one after another, I really want to argue with her loudly, but I know I was wrong, because I came home late, and I was unable to eat, because I seemed to be shocked by my mother's "high octave". After a while, she talked loudly about me again. She insists on making things bigger from a small place, that is, she insists on finding fault with me and taking the opportunity to scold me. It's like I've tried my best to clean my clothes, at least I think so, but you raised your voice and told me, if I can't clean my clothes, how can I compete with others in the future? This gives me coldness again. After all, I can't help it. I yelled at you. You dare to scold you when you see me, and your anger is coming up again. I scold you word by word, and we are flushed. I thought I let them out.
Finally, with grandma's help, we ended the war with a strong smell of smoke.
The cock crow pulled me back from my sleep. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw that breakfast had already been prepared and put on the dining table. I hid in my room and caught a glimpse of you busy in the kitchen, wearing thin pajamas. My heart hurts, hurts, hurts. In fact, I know that my mother got up so early to make breakfast for me, just don't want me to be hungry and care about me! She has to work the night shift at night. She must be short of sleep. At this moment, my heart is bleeding and painful like an arrow.
I think back to yesterday, I feel guilty and my heart is broken. I can't get rid of it in my heart. This is the deepest pain in my heart, and it is also my most unforgettable pain.
8. Writing a composition on the topic of seeing others angry will always make many mistakes in my life. In my "error book" since childhood, some mistakes have passed and will be forgotten after the baptism of time.
But that time, the mistake that I regret is still fresh in my memory: at that time, I don't know who led a "poker craze" in our class, and I and several friends who have always liked to "follow the trend" joined the craze. But no one dares to play in public. Do you know why? Not only because of our head teacher, Miss Yang. He wouldn't "criticize" us if he knew that all the students in our class were doing this kind of "doing nothing" and affecting their study.
However, because the students in this class have always been smart and keen, they have not been discovered by Teacher Yang after playing for a few days, but the good times did not last long. On that day, during a long break, my sisters and I sat around and played a poker game called "Upstream". At first, we were very careful. We played a card and looked around to see if there was any sign of Teacher Yang.
But after playing, when my interest came, I didn't care about Mr. Yang and devoted myself to the happy ocean of playing cards. "Give me the playing cards!" Looking at it with an angry voice, it goes without saying that the last person we want to see now is Miss Yang! So, we just laughed like flowers, and immediately our faces froze, waiting for Teacher Yang's trial.
"This is against school discipline. You go to Teacher Liao and do it yourself! " Teacher Yang said angrily, so during that break, you can see a spectacular scene. A group of sixth-grade girls came to the brigade to find Miss Liao, but they didn't find anyone until they got lost and went to the third floor. I was in a mess at the time. First of all, I feel particularly unlucky. There are so many people playing poker in our class, why do they want to arrest us? Then I was afraid and regretted, because as soon as this wrong recess was over, it was the class Committee election that was related to our fate! We were full of confidence and fully prepared for the class Committee election, but it happened that such a disgraceful thing happened at this important moment, so we chatted again: "What to do! What to do! Can Teacher Yang still let us stand for election? " "I am so depressed, how can I make a mistake at this time!" "I am embarrassed to give a speech!" "It doesn't matter! We will correct our mistakes and apologize to Teacher Yang after the election. " Yes, can't you just admit your mistake? So, after discussion, we decided to take part in the election, but after all, we made a mistake. After all, there is pressure, and sisters are afraid to go up. After several psychological struggles, I, who has always been the most cheeky among us, took the lead.
It may be only a few steps to the podium, but I feel that the road is hundreds of meters and I can't finish it. Finally, I walked onto the platform with guilt and regret. Before reading my manuscript, I would like to add a few words, that is, to tell you my mistakes. I don't know if this will affect my vote, but I only know that it will make my heart easier. Finally, when I finished my speech with trepidation and walked off the platform with applause, my heart was relaxed.
After class, we came to Mr. Yang's office to apologize to him. Mr. Yang just said a few words about us gently, but tears still blurred my eyes. Tears are not sadness, not sadness, but regret, regret the mistake that almost cost me this time.