Five essays commemorating birthday in 2020.

Five essays commemorating birthday in 2020.

I envy hearing someone talking about my birthday. I want to know when it will be! Finally, on that day, I got up early and dressed myself beautifully. Prepare for the arrival of the guests. Today, I compiled a composition about remembering birthdays for your reference only. Let's have a look.

Remember your birthday: 1

It was August 25th, the most unforgettable day in my life, because it was my birthday. In fact, since I was a child, my birthday is very simple.

Every birthday is very different from others', for example! For example, everyone else goes to the cake room to order a cream cake, and I just go there to buy an omelet to cope. Second, others hold parties, light candles, make wishes and sing birthday songs. My birthday is always different from others, and it's nothing.

On my birthday, unlike before, I invited a junior high school classmate to celebrate my birthday with me. She came to see me at eight in the morning. It was cloudy and rainy that day. She came with an umbrella. I was touched to see her coming. So he hurried to meet her, shook her hand and said, "You're here! Come in, it's raining outside. " To my surprise, she gave me a present and wished me a happy birthday. I'm so happy. I said, "Thank you."

After that, she went into the house. My parents went on a business trip that day, leaving only the two of us, because we haven't seen each other for a long time since junior high school, and we have a lot to say. When she spoke, it was already noon. She said, "I should go. I have work to do at home. " I asked her to stay, but she didn't want to. Then mom and dad came back and agreed to let her stay.

After the efforts of her parents, she finally decided to stay for lunch. In this way, noon passed, dad was sleeping and we were watching TV. In the afternoon, she wanted to go out for a stroll, so I stayed with her. I went home after six, and I left her.

After going home for dinner, I put the bear, a gift she gave me, in my bedroom so that it can sleep with me. I will cherish this hard-won gift.

I hope it can prolong the friendship and friendship between our classmates. I will always remember this day and never forget it.

Remember Your Birthday: Chapter 2

Today is my birthday. If you come in the morning, you can't wait for a big dinner and birthday present at night. Finally, I waited until noon. I want to: can I celebrate my birthday at noon? I wanted to ask my mother, but I thought it was a dead end. I'd better not ask my mother! In the afternoon, I did my homework. The usual time passed in the blink of an eye, but today's time is slower than the tortoise.

"It's finally evening!" I am happy to say. My mother bought me a new suit, my father bought me two explosives and a bottle of drink, and my father also cooked a good table. There are so many delicious dishes that my mouth is watering. The food is particularly delicious. After dinner, we started to light candles. My parents sang a happy birthday song "Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you …". After singing, I blew out the candles and made two wishes: one was to make my parents healthy and happy.

We began to eat cakes. My mother drew a big face for me with a cake. I drew my mother with a cake when my mother wasn't looking, which made my father and I laugh. We finished the cake with laughter.

I really like birthdays. If only I could celebrate my birthday every day!

Remember Your Birthday: Chapter 3

"Son's birthday, mother's bitter day." Whenever I celebrate my birthday, I will think of this sentence.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, every household is happy for the New Year, and my parents are also very happy. Because the fourth day of the Lunar New Year is the day when I was born, and it is my birthday.

According to my mother, I was particularly able to cry when I was born, and I especially loved to cry. I don't usually cry during the day, but at night, I will immediately change from a good girl to a crying baby. So every night, my neighbors don't have to sleep, but listen to my "personal concert". So my neighbor nicknamed me "Long Neck".

On my second birthday, my mother hugged me and looked at the beautiful fireworks outside. My mouth giggles from time to time. Just then, my father came over and said, "My daughter is crying. Why are you still holding her outside watching fireworks? " It was then that my mother realized that my smirk was not a laugh, but a cry.

Because my birthday is on the fourth day of the first month, many cake shops haven't opened yet, but every time I ask my mother to run half a street to buy me a birthday cake, my mother doesn't say anything. But now that I think about the demands made at that time, I realize how ridiculous it is now. My birthday is also my mother's most painful day. I didn't thank my mother for raising me, but I asked so much of her. That's ridiculous!

Mom, thank you for working day and night for me. I love you!

Remember your birthday: rule 4.

Expect, expect, it's 8 18 again. Do you know what day it is today? Tell you, today is my birthday. My mother used to take me to the city every birthday, and this year is no exception.

This morning, after running as usual, my mother and I came to an old noodle restaurant on the old street. I went to this store when I was a child. I ordered a bowl of noodles. After eating noodles, my mother and I got on the bus to downtown. The driver is driving skillfully on the expressway, and the wind outside the window is coming. In less than half an hour, we arrived at a famous shopping center in the city. My mother and I pushed the cart into the mall together. The goods on the shelves are dazzling. Clothes, toys, stationery, daily necessities and so on. It's just that you can't think of it, and there's nothing you can't see. My mother and I shuttled between shelves. Look around, and in a short time, the trolleys used for loading goods are full.

When my mother and I visited the kitchen area, my mother thought the scissors in the kitchen were broken, so she took a pair of scissors from the shelf. Who knows, we were just about to pick something else when a shopping guide stopped us. My mother and I wondered: What's the matter? Did we lose something? The shopping guide stopped us and hurriedly said, "Sorry, customers who buy props in this mall must register." We suddenly realized that buying knives in China requires real-name registration of ID cards.

After visiting the market, we went to a western restaurant opposite the shopping mall for dinner. Inside, we found a window seat and sat down. The waiter brought up the menu. My mother and I ordered three dishes and a bowl of noodles according to our local custom of eating noodles for our birthday. Before long, there were two dishes on the table, one was black fish fillet with sauerkraut, and the other was iron plate with cowboy bone. However, durian cake didn't come later. Later, a waiter told us that the durian cake here had been bought out, so we ordered another lamb, but after waiting for a long time, these two dishes still didn't come. Later, my mother went to ask, only to know that this orderer was a temporary summer worker. When ordering, he forgot to report the dish to the chef. My mother forgave him because he worked in the summer. But we have to catch the 12: 30 bus! But it's already 12:00, and there are still two dishes missing. So, the boss informed the chef to cook these two dishes urgently. When we got the food, the boss still apologized to us again and again, but in the end we still missed the bus. Later, we had to stop a taxi to go home.

This is another beautiful memory. Although the ending was a little hasty, it was perfect on the whole, because my parents were full of love for me during this short trip.

Remember Your Birthday: Chapter 5

Anyway, we have to live our own lives. Live your own life. It's your birthday again.

It's time to be one year older, and it's time to listen to my friends smile and congratulate me: this year 13, next year 14.

What a slim and pale attempt it was. I always laugh badly.

When did you begin to like memories? I'm not sure. I only know that people who panic always recall their past happiness over and over again, and choosing the best memories will make her very happy.

Now I'm actually touching some old fragments. I can even say to myself and others with a smile: Look, these are all my happiness.

Ha ... I'm laughing, I'm really laughing.

Always make yourself look happy, because no one will sympathize with you, so you don't have to show off your misfortune.

Many people envy my happiness. They always say over and over again that God is really blind, making you so happy and with such a strong melancholy atmosphere.

I just laughed happily and indulgently, not shedding my hard shell. Who knows my helplessness? I know gentle smile, inexplicable heartache.

That's what people do. The more powerless I am, the more I will think, such as me, such as you, such as love, such as years, such as youth, such as those prosperous and hard to hide.

Friends say that a woman's sadness is either love or vanity.

I don't know how to argue, because love itself has vanity. Although I can not admit my vanity, I can't control myself in the face of love.

The confusion of thinking, instant passion, exhausted body and mind and youth, what can I say in the face of the loss after paying?

No one will hate anyone and nothing will last forever.

Your friend said you were afraid to face it. Oh ... I smiled. It's just because I feel sorry for myself that it's hard to let go. I don't owe anything, so I am calm.

I often go to the quiet corners of those noisy places alone, those screaming at the top of my lungs, those mixed luxuries, those decadent but passionate smells, and all the glory and decline of youth.

I think I love those noisy music as much as I love you. Vertigo full of illusion, decadence, fanaticism, extravagance and despair runs through my nerves, and the pain and sadness in my memory.

Any dream touched by reality will suddenly wake up, just like a blank that is suddenly interrupted, and my heart hurts because of consternation.

We are all scorpions, and our birthdays are coming. There may not be more opportunities to give you gifts this year. Use this article to wish you a happy birthday!

Anyway, we have to live our own lives.