篇一：A Bitter Experience in My Childhood我童年一次苦涩的经历
Looking at the picture,I can't help remembering one episode of my childhood.I was ten then and studied in a primary school.Like all children,I like to play after school and hated to sit at the table working on my lessons for hours.
One day I went home with an arithmatic test paper on which the score was"50"in red ink.With tremblingg hands,I presented the paper to my father.Oh,how fast my heart was beating!
On seeing the score,father roared and thundered,First he made me drop to my knees,and then he beat me ferociously until I begged for mercy and promised to do better in future exams.
Never shall I forget the fearful expression on my father's face while he was raging at me so violently.I'd like to give a solemn assurance that I will never do anything like that in dealing with my child,if I have one.
篇二：An Unforgettable Experience一次难忘的经历
One day on my way to school,I ran across a traffic accident,in which a girl was seriously injured by a motorcycle.I rushed to her rescue instinctively.I lifted her in my arms and hailed a taxi,which took us quickly to a nearby hospital.After emergency treatment,the girl came to.I felt at ease when I knew that she had only suffered from minor bone fractures and would recover in a couple of weeks.I left the hospital without giving my name,but my heart was full of joy and peace.Not until then did I understand the meaning of the proverb:"Helping others is the source of happiness."This may be the most unforgettable experience of my life.
篇三：Describe an unforgettable experience叙述一个无法忘怀的经验
One day when I was a child, I saw an ad about a missing dog in the paper. As my next door neighbor had a German shepherd like the one described in the ad, I called the owner of the missing dog to tell him that. I also gave him my neighbor's telephone number.
I had almost forgot about the whole thing when I heard my neighbor talking in a loud voice one night. I rushed to the window immediately to see what was going on. "I am sorry, but this dog really belong to us. We have kept it for almost eight years now," my neighbor was explaining to a tall stranger.
Suddenly I felt rather guilty, for my childish suspicion of my neighbor seemed totally unjustified. But I didn't have the courage to tell him that it was I who had caused him all this trouble. I have been silent about this thing until now.