An unjust composition

In life, work and study, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is a grievance composition I compiled for you, hoping to help you.

A grievance composition 1 When I was very young, I learned to ride a bike for the first time, which made me want to forget it.

That day, the sky was crisp, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the sun was shining. My parents took me to the park downstairs to practice cycling, and we practiced on the grass. But when I rode for the first time, I fell down because of my unstable center of gravity, and my knee bled a lot. I burst into tears at once. A nervous expression suddenly climbed up mother's face and cheeks. She hurried over, squatted down and asked me, "Baby, what's the matter?" Ah! How did you lose so much blood! "Just when my mother wanted to help me up, my father came forward to stop my mother's practice. He said sternly to his mother, "What's wrong with a child being so badly hurt? "Let her stand up by herself!" After that, he turned to me and shouted, "Dad was not like you when he was a child! When I was a child, my nails were knocked off by stones. Don't cry or make trouble! Stand up and continue to practice! " At that time, I felt that I had been greatly wronged. How could my father be like this? Secretly muttered in my heart, tears streamed down my eyes.

With the growth of age, two voices I heard when I was a child have been intertwined in my ears: "Baby, what's wrong?" "Stand up by yourself"; "Baby, what's the matter?" "Stand up by yourself!" ..... My father taught me to be strong: no matter what difficulties you encounter, you should be strong and don't wait for others to help you solve them. And my mother always cares about me as always. In any case, the starting point of these two practices is the same, that is love. Encouraged by love, I tried my best to "drive" forward.

A wronged thing Composition 2 "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine" is absolutely true, but today is really wronged! Because of my cousin!

Do you remember the time when he broke the vase? I don't care about my past with him, but it really took advantage of my life's grievances. Bet! I'm sure you'll find it disgusting.

After that cousin finished his composition, my uncle couldn't come because of something, so he came to my house for dinner and left in the late afternoon. I thought he wouldn't get into trouble this time. But I'm not a fortune teller. He got into trouble in just a few hours.

It was so hot that my mother turned on the air conditioner after dinner, so I closed my eyes and went to sleep when it was cold. I didn't expect the "miracle" to happen at this time. This cousin drinks tea while I'm sleeping. Originally, drinking tea was neither wrong nor illegal. But this cousin wants to smash the bowl "in a series", "Bang bang bang!" I woke up and looked at the living room. Oh, my God! Those three poor bowls! It's all broken! Well, it's my bad luck. My mother saw it, not only didn't scold my cousin, but also said that I didn't value him! Why does the whole world favor him!

Now you know that the beginning of the whole thing is over! Is it very wronged? Hey! Don't try to break your word! I know you admitted it!

A grievance Composition 3 Everyone's life has joys and sorrows. They are like wonderful notes, playing wonderful life stories and enriching our lives. What I still remember is that I was wronged that time.

It was a sunny morning, and I went climbing by bus alone. I bought a ticket and put it in my pocket after I got on the bus. Suddenly I felt hungry, so I took out a small piece of bread and ate it. At this moment, a ticket checking uncle came. He checked the tickets one by one. It's my turn I put down my bread and reached into my pocket to get the ticket. Suddenly empty-handed, the last thing I want to happen happened. I don't have such a small and exquisite ticket in my pocket.

I was so anxious that I searched all my pockets but couldn't find them. I immediately blushed and nervously explained to the ticket inspector. But he didn't believe it, and sarcastically said, "No way, that's what people who evade tickets say. You didn't buy it! " "I cried unjustly. He said, "If you are young, you won't pay the fine. Go and make up the ticket! "I have no choice but to make up a ticket. Everyone in the car pointed at me: "such a small person lied to avoid tickets ..." "It's still a red scarf! I'm ashamed ... "

When I got off the bus, it seemed that someone was pointing at me in the back. Those uncles and aunts who are pointing at me indiscriminately, you are wrong about me, wrong about me!

Although it has been a long time, it still haunts my mind and is unforgettable.

A grievance composition 4 In my life journey, many things have happened, some of which have been gradually forgotten with the passage of time. But there is one thing that is very wronged and often shows up in my mind.

It was noon on a Sunday, and there were no clouds in Wan Li. I was in a remote alley and saw an old man in rags squatting in the corner. He has a flute in his hands. Put it in your mouth and blow gently. There is an old bowl next to you, and there are some coins in it. He is wrinkled and blind, which makes people feel sorry at first sight. Seeing his poor appearance, I gave him every penny of my body to eat sorbet. At that time, I was very happy Because I helped a disabled person.

That afternoon, I passed a restaurant and saw the old man inside. I saw him take off his fake beard and hair, and his "blind" eyes are round and big now. Sit on the bench and shout, "Boss, a bowl of shredded pork noodles and a bottle of beer." At that time, my heart was very uncomfortable, and I spit out the words "big liar" from time to time. My mother also severely criticized me for this.

Although it has been a long time, I still remember it vividly. I feel wronged when I think about it. But then I thought: life is like a road, there are always bumps. I have to face every difficulty and setback bravely and do every step with optimism and tenacity.

A grievance composition 5 In the five years of primary school, I met many sad things, painful things and happy things, and there is one thing I will never forget.

I remember that in the fourth grade, there was a class activity class. The teacher took us downstairs for activities, and I walked around idly. A classmate came running, holding my hand, grinning and calling my nickname. This nickname is ugly, and I hate pushing that classmate away. She was shocked, and then she smiled and almost screamed the ugly nickname. I can't take it anymore. I turned around angrily and shouted, "Don't call me by my nickname!" " "And pushed her away, because the students hit the school window too hard. Although the glass is not broken, cracks have appeared. I stayed there motionless as if time had stopped. Suddenly, I rushed to the window and prayed softly: I hope it was before, I hope it was before ... this is just an imagination, and the crack is exactly where my classmates hit. The students gathered around and said, "Gao Yuan, how can you be so careless! """you will pay the price! Lost a big chunk! "Teacher Tang knew, called us to the classroom and asked what was going on. I told the teacher the ins and outs intermittently. Teacher Tang first criticized my classmates for not calling me by my nickname, and then criticized me for being too impulsive. Tears filled my eyes. I ran to the toilet in grievance, and tears are not obedient slowly shed. This is the first time I cried at school because I felt wronged.

Those sad and wronged things have blocked my way like stones, and I will build it into a step and move towards the road of growth.

I have experienced countless stars in my life, so I will tell you one of my most wronged things!

On New Year's Eve this year, everyone will take jiaozi, and so will our family. When we wrapped jiaozi, the dumpling wrappers were not enough, just because my family bought a machine to make the dough, because we had to grind the flour into pieces when making the dough, so we just had to flatten it and print it out with a round thing. Then I'll be Lamian Noodles. Of course, it's just a house.

It happened that my cousin came to my house to play, so I gave her half and we started to play. She accidentally made Lamian Noodles dirty and embarrassed, and I don't know what to say about him. Just when grandma came over, she mistakenly thought I had stolen something, so she scolded me and told me to be careful in the future. My cousin looked at me with poor eyes.

After the incident, my cousin cried and apologized to me shyly and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I wronged you!" " "I said," it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, don't cry, just pay attention next time, don't cry, let's continue to play! " "So, we both have fun again!

In the evening, I shyly told my grandmother the whole story and the reason why it happened. My grandmother also apologized to me and said, "Good boy, I'm sorry, my grandmother wronged you!" " "I said," Never mind, never mind! "

Although grandma wronged me in this matter, she apologized to me, and it was nothing!

A grievance Composition 7 In my colorful life, some things make me happy and some things make me sad. But there is a grievance that reminds me of the present.

One day in the third grade, after school, I walked home happily with brisk steps. I felt the atmosphere was wrong as soon as I entered the room. Come to my bedroom, ah! It's a mess inside. There are a bunch of books here and some clothes there. I thought I was a thief! I asked my mother what she was doing. Suddenly my mother looked at me with angry eyes and said angrily, "Did you take 100 yuan from my clothes pocket?" "As soon as I heard it, I quickly replied," No, I didn't take it. "At this moment, I seem to see a flame rising in my mother's head. My mother flushed with anger and said angrily, "You stole my mother's money in the first grade. Did you do it again this time? And you said I wouldn't punish you. "At this time, my tears could not help but flow down." How dare you cry! "Mom said that she brought a chopstick from the kitchen and slapped my ass hard. I cried. After the fight, my mother asked me to go outside and reflect. At this time, I cried even harder, but my mother pushed me out. Mother doesn't think I can use up all the money at once. I searched my schoolbag, but I still couldn't find it. Finally, mother found it in the washing machine when she went to dry the clothes. It turns out that my mother forgot to take out the money when washing clothes.

After knowing the truth, my mother ran out and touched my head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, son, my mother was wrong about you." After listening, I said, "bad mother, you are careless, and you still depend on me. I don't like you anymore. " But looking at my mother's modest eyes and thinking about her love for me in life, I hugged my mother wronged.

This experience, let me know that being wronged is not terrible, as long as you face it bravely, things will come out one day!

I have experienced many things, including happy things, annoying things, puzzling things, painful things, depressing things, disgusting things ... Among them, the most uncomfortable thing is being wronged for no reason.

I remember once, my brother and sister played computer games-"fishing", but playing with my brother wasted a shell! At this time, the usually quiet sister is angry! With a scary tigress, she shouted, "Who did this? Why waste a shell? " My brother quickly said, "It's my sister! It's a sister! " My sister turned her head and said angrily, "Stop playing and get out! And I will punish you for washing dishes at night! " "Why? Obviously a brother! " "I didn't do it. Why do you want to scold me? " "When ..." Nonsense, of course! My heart discontentedly muttered:

Originally, I wanted to say it, but as soon as I saw my sister's terrible eyes, I ... After my sister left, my brother gloated and said, "Remember to wash the dishes! Hey! " "Wash it, I'm afraid of you!" I said sternly. After dinner, I hid in my room to vent my anger. There were "pearls" in my eyes on the floor! After washing the dishes, my sister didn't know what had happened and was anxious to apologize to me! I started crying! This incident made me understand two things: 1. You can't be so stingy! 2。 If you don't know the facts, you can't wronged others! Otherwise, it will be very uncomfortable to be wronged.

Every day, the weather is sunny, cloudy, sunny and thunderstorm ... Life is full of crying, laughing, happiness and sadness. You must get your innocence back when you are wronged in the future. I want to protect myself better and not let myself be wronged again!

A grievance composition 9 Many things have happened in life. Some things make people happy, some things make people sad, and some things make people angry. And there is one thing that has always been in my heart, because it makes me very wronged.

It's a sunny afternoon. I came home happily and saw my cousin playing in the living room. I went into the house to do my homework because I had homework to do. On the way, I saw my cousin enter the house twice, and I didn't care too much. At 6 o'clock, I left the dormitory to prepare for dinner. I saw my mother staring at me, my father stood aside seriously, and my cousin looked at me innocently. I think something is wrong. At this time, my father said, "Qingqing, although I only lost 65,438 yuan, I can't let you form bad habits. You can't use this money to cut and play. " I frowned and turned to look at the bedroom. I saw that the 10 yuan hidden under the bed had been cut in half. I looked at my cousin again and thought, "It must be my cousin." I said loudly, "I didn't do it, my cousin did it." So I wanted to go into the house, and my mother scolded me severely: "You lied because your cousin found out and said she did it." Tears rolled down my face and I slammed the door. Lying in bed, I can't figure out: why doesn't my mother believe me?

After a long time, my mother carefully pulled my cousin into the door and whispered to me, "Qingqing, I'm sorry. My cousin didn't understand, so she did it. The meal is ready, go and eat. " I looked at my cousin and looked guilty, but I still felt bad.

Mom, can you find out the reason before you make a decision?

A wronged thing. What is it that makes me wronged? Was it scolded by your family? No, your family taught you this. What's that? Misunderstood by my best partner. Let's have a look!

That night, I was only five or six years old and just went to kindergarten. After school in the evening, my good friend's parents and I didn't come to pick us up, so we did our homework in kindergarten for a while. It says that my good friend wants to go out to play, and he wants to drag me out, too. I won't go out to play until I finish my homework. Seeing that I didn't want to go out, she went out to play alone.

About ten minutes later, my friend came in, only to find that her beloved pen was missing. She looked around for some clues. Suddenly, she found that the pen in my hand was exactly the same as hers and asked me, "Did you take my pen?" I said, "I can't." "Come on, if you want to use my pen, just say so. I'll lend it to you. You can't write well in secret." She said. I said to her, "whoever took your pen is not in charge of anything, but also called me!" " "She added," Then why is this pen of yours exactly the same as mine? " "Don't like your pen is yours? Then all these pens in the world are yours! " I said. Hearing this, she left angrily. After a while, grandma also took me home.

The next day, when I saw her, she ran to me and said, "Look, I found my pen in my schoolbag. Sorry, I was wrong about you. " I said, "Just find it!" In fact, I thought to myself: well, if only I could not find it! You blamed me for sleeping, and now you know you're sorry.

Although this matter has passed for a long time, it is still fresh in my memory, and I still feel wronged when I think about it, but it has made me understand that you should not point fingers at others before you know the truth.

A wronged thing composition 1 1 In my past life, I have experienced many things, some are happy, some are angry, some are sad, and some are more wronged ... But the thing that left the deepest impression in my memory and was wronged when I remembered it was the one that happened last year.

I remember one Saturday morning, I was sitting on the sofa watching TV leisurely, and suddenly I remembered that I hadn't done my homework yet. When I was about to turn off the TV, my mother asked me absently in bed, "Yi Cong, have you finished your homework? Don't just watch TV until you finish watching it! " I immediately turned off the TV to do my homework. Not long after I finished my homework, I turned on the TV again. At this time, my mother got up and saw me sitting in the living room, thinking that I didn't do my homework. My face suddenly turned from sunny to cloudy, and I began to curse: "You are too unconscious to study, so you need someone to supervise. You can only play. Go and do your homework! " "I have finished." I said. My mother thought I was angry, so she grabbed the hanger and hit me. I was in terrible pain and said to my mother, "I'm really finished." Mother thought I was lying, so she went to look at my homework. I really finished it. My mother probably felt embarrassed to admit her mistake to me and left without saying a word. I was so angry that I thought, "Adults can do whatever they want without doing anything wrong, and they don't apologize for making mistakes." What is the reason? Can adults ignore anything to save face? "

Whenever I think about it in the future, a feeling of unfairness arises spontaneously.

A grievance composition 12 whenever I stand on this grass, I can't help but think of that grievance.

I was playing on the grass with some good classmates. A classmate accidentally bumped into an old woman, and she couldn't get up. Several students ran away when they saw this situation. Just let me stand there. Suddenly, the sky was overcast, followed by a heavy rain. Then I remembered my grandmother, who was still there, moaning from time to time. I hurried over, helped grandma get up and hid in a small shop.

After about two hours, the rain gradually stopped. A rainbow appeared on the other side of the sky. It looks so beautiful in the sun. At this time, the grandmother spoke and said, "I am old and my legs and feet are not working well." What's your name, little girl? " I told her and sent my grandmother home. I just got back to school.

Early the next morning, I called some classmates out and went to the meadow to play. Suddenly remembering what happened that day, I asked, "Why did you run that day?" Before I finished, a classmate said angrily, "That day was all because of you. Why don't you run? Even if you don't run, let your grandmother tell the teacher, what are you going to do? " We were scolded by the teacher! "Before I could react, another classmate slapped me again. I finally couldn't resist the injustice in my heart and cried with a "wow".

The sky at night is so quiet that I stand alone on the grass and think back to the happy scene when we were together. Why on earth? Did I do something wrong? Have you forgotten our friendship after what you have done to me?

This matter has been deeply imprinted on my mind, and I hope it will never happen again.

A grievance composition 13 in my long memory, some things make me happy and some things make me sad, but what I remember most is that grievance.

Class is over, and I am reading in the classroom. Suddenly, my deskmate swore at me: "Why did you steal my pencil?" Then he clenched his fist and hit me. I said inexplicably, "No!" He is even more angry: "You are still quibbling. I have asked everyone around me, and you are the only one left. " Then he picked up my pencil box and looked for it eagerly. He tossed and turned, and suddenly, he stared at me. His face is terrible, and I'm scared. He said angrily, "Look, isn't this my pen?" I said doubtfully, "No, that's mine." He said, "Impossible! I bought this book at' Chen Guang Stationery'. " I said in surprise, "Me too." Suddenly, he accidentally dropped his eraser on the ground. He bent down to pick it up. Suddenly, he froze and his pencil fell to the ground. He quickly picked it up and said apologetically, "Sorry, I dropped my pen, so I misunderstood you." Now, the dark clouds in my heart have finally cleared away and the weather is fine.

I sometimes think, "Think clearly about everything. I'm making a decision. If I rush, I will do something wrong. "

A grievance composition 14 opened the floodgate of memory, and many things filled my beautiful life like stars. There is a star like a burning flame, which is still fresh in my memory. This makes me very wronged.

I remember it was a Wednesday afternoon and there was a math exam in our class. After class in the afternoon, Mr. Hu, a math teacher, came in with a stack of papers with a smile and said happily, "The exam results were good. There are two people in the class tied for the first place, one is Ni Xingyu and the other is Li Shenyu! " Hearing this, I was so happy that I could hardly believe my ears. I thought to myself: I didn't expect to get the first place in the exam, so I can finally relax at night.

Then, Teacher Hu began to report the scores: "Ni Xingyu scored 97 points, Li Shenyu scored 97 points ..." Just as I strode past, suddenly a voice came from my ear: "Li Shenyu must have copied it." After listening to this, I am very wronged: I studied hard and practiced hard for half a month, just to get good grades in this exam, but now my classmates say it is plagiarism.

At this time, I felt that I was firmly bound by an invisible rope and could not break free. The only thing I can loosen is my eyes, but tears are spinning in my eyes. I blinked hard to keep it from coming out. A loud but seemingly distant blunt object kept banging on my eardrum-copy! copy ...

This class made me absent-minded, and the bell rang. I dragged my weak body slowly on the road. At this time, the sky was gloomy, and even the quiet moonlight was covered by dark clouds. The dim street lamps are flashing, and the flowers and plants on the roadside are "morbidly" bent, as if they are sad for the grievances I have suffered.

Night, getting deeper and deeper. Month, gradually clear.

When I got home, I lay on my desk feebly, and my ears echoed with "copy!" Copy ... "

It's hard to feel wronged.

A grievance composition 15 that sunny morning, I was in a particularly happy mood and skipped out of the house. I was walking among the fragrant flowers and on the path covered with colored pebbles, but suddenly I heard a cry of "Oh dear".

I didn't know what happened, so I ran along the sound, only to see my brother fall on the cobblestone path.

I quickly lifted my brother up and saw that his knee was bruised. I quickly picked up my brother and ran back. I'm thinking: will my brother twist his foot and hurt his bones? Thinking of this, I run faster.

When I got home, my mother saw my brother's knee bleeding, gave me a bad look and said, "It must be you. Stop it. " After that, he wiped his brother's leg with alcohol. My heart is crawling like countless ants. When my mother finished, she said to me, "You! You ah! Looking for trouble every day. " I am so wronged that tears are rolling in my eyes. My mother said, "Look, my brother's foot is twisted." I shed tears one by one. Mom kept nagging: "Why are you crying? If you make a mistake, why cry? " My heart is like an arrow. Originally, I went back to take care of my brother on my back, but my mother misunderstood me.

I still have tears in my eyes when I think about it now! I am very wronged. I ran into the room and burst into tears. I lie in bed, but I can't sleep. The alarm clock beside the bed is ticking louder and louder. It is hard to be misunderstood.

At night, I suddenly felt a pair of warm hands touching me, and a small voice whispered in my ear: "Son, forgive mom, I'm sorry." At this point, I can't help it anymore. I cried with my mother in my arms. No matter what my mother said, I wouldn't let go, and my wronged heart suddenly warmed up a lot.