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Reborn angel


Dreams, immature and magical; dreams, unassuming and changeable; dreams, illusory and real... dreams are our sustenance, dreams also flow our hopes. The future is like a starry sky in a dream. If we do our best to follow, then all good dreams will turn into reality. The small and exquisite nurse's hat, the pure and innocent white coat, like the red cross of the fire, made me hot, and the blood was only flying. The doctor - the sacred representative, represents the rebirth and death of life...

Grandma, an optimistic old man, because of the long struggle with the disease, he left a lot of vicissitudes of the witness, the thin face of the fish-like wrinkles, it is very distressing, but she always loves to laugh, A passion for life! She is like a magician, and she always has a cool mint in her pocket, which gives us unlimited surprises until...

"Tang Yizhen, go to the hospital, my grandmother is in danger..." This is like a blue sky, I am stupidly squatting there, tears and tears, until a tearful butterfly has crossed my mouth, and the salty and sly tears have made me back. reality. I didn't have time to take the coat, I pulled out and rushed out, sitting in the car, worrying and fear occupying my brain and occupying all my body and mind. I screamed at my mother's hand and kept shaking: "Mom, Mom, you told me that my grandmother would be fine, right? Right?" Mom looked at me, frowning, and pacing me. Head: "Of course, grandma, she will definitely be fine, don't cry." I leaned in my mother's arms, tears like a storm, rushing down.

Finally arrived at the hospital, I can't take care of anything, like a hamster, forgetting to shuttle in the crowd. I went straight to the front of the operating room and saw my uncle, aunt, cousin, and cousin all over, and my face was full of worry. "Tick-tick--" In this way, time passes like a stream, and in the blink of an eye two hours have passed, and the surgical light is still shining. I was restless, leaning against the wall for a while, and squatting on the ground for a while. Although it only lasted for two hours, I feel as if it is a world apart, like twenty years, no, it is as long as two hundred years. I wiped my tears and silently told myself: Don't cry, good people are safe for life, grandma will be fine, sure! "Hey--" The surgical light went out, and I rushed to the door like a string of arrows, waiting for the good news from the doctor. Unexpectedly, the grandmother was declared invalid and died.

I was sluggish and went to the aunt's ward. The quilt was neatly folded, the towels were placed in an orderly manner, the sun sprinkled softly out of the window, and the aunt's faint taste, everything was so warm, but the owner was gone. I ran all the way, tears flowing unscrupulously, I don't know how long I ran, I fell on the public seat, looking at the blue sky, my heart could not help but sigh. I seem to see the kind smile of my aunt, and heard her hearty laughter. The sweet mint fragrance surrounds my tongue and evokes the memories of childhood blossoming with my grandmother...

From then on, I have strengthened my dream. I want to be a white angel who will regenerate every patient, because I don't want everyone to taste the pain of separation of flesh and blood. At that time, my heart really hurts, it hurts, good. It hurts... my dream is so simple, I hope everyone lives in happiness. I believe that as long as I work hard, my dream is not a dream! !

Sixth grade: Liu Yaoyao

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