A composition on the topic of the first time

In our daily study, work and life, everyone often comes into contact with writing, through which our scattered thoughts can be gathered together. How to write a good composition? The following is my first-time composition for you. I welcome you to learn from it and hope it will help you. On Wednesday afternoon, I came home from school. When I entered the door, my mother was packing jiaozi. It's amazing how fast my mother wrapped jiaozi. I wrapped several in a blink of an eye. I really envy it.

I ran to imitate my mother's appearance, took a piece of dough, put a little stuffing in the middle of the dough with a spoon, and then imitated my mother's appearance and pinched the dough. The first jiaozi in my life is done! I looked at my big jiaozi, not to mention how proud I was. I showed my masterpiece to my mother. When my mother saw it, she smiled with a "poof". Your jiaozi was indomitable. I made a gesture with jiaozi on my mother's small bamboo board. My jiaozi was twice as tall as my mother's jiaozi. It turned out that there were too few dumplings stuffed in my bag, and the extra dumplings were pinched too thin and too high, which caused this appearance. Mom smiled again and said, "Mom, when I was four or five years old, I would pack jiaozi, which is better than yours." My mother's words made me speechless and I had to say, "I was different from you when I was a child." But it's not too late, please teach me. " I admire my mother in my heart. My mother picked up two dumpling wrappers, one for my mother, and I learned from my mother. First, I added a proper amount of dumpling stuffing, spread the dumpling stuffing evenly, and finally overlapped the wrappers on both sides, so a plump jiaozi was born. I made one package after another, getting more and more energetic, and I was very happy.

Time passed by, and the small bamboo board was filled with jiaozi wrapped by my mother and me. After a while, my mother asked me to have dinner. I ate my own jiaozi. It was so delicious that I was so happy. Composition 2 on the topic of the first time

In life, we will experience many firsts, such as riding a bicycle for the first time, cooking for the first time, eating western food for the first time, flying for the first time, calling for mom and dad for the first time ... countless firsts will leave a deep impression on us and make us unforgettable.

The feeling of the first time is not necessarily happy. Compared with the repeated experiences in the future, the first experience is always memorable. Therefore, don't let go of the once-in-a-lifetime experience easily.

The first experience is extraordinary, and its taste is extraordinary. Sometimes it benefits you a lot, sometimes it makes your hair stand on end, sometimes it makes you ecstatic, sometimes it makes you lose your mind, and sometimes it makes you overjoyed ...

Remember the first night walk. The trees by the roadside were "swishing" and the wind was blowing "whirring". My heart was pounding in my bony chest, and I couldn't help shivering. I started to run in the direction of going home without looking back. For a while, when I saw the lights flashing in my house, I was overjoyed. Countless times. Some students often complain like this: "In life, everything we encounter is commonplace, and what happens is trivial." Then why don't we find something new from the things we are used to and create the first time, so that life will be colorful?

Let's cherish the first time better! Composition on the topic of the first time 3

Everyone has the first time in his life, with the first plane and the first magic ...... but my first memorable time is the first time I rode a bike.

I remember when we were in grade one, my mother could buy me a bike. Every student's weekend, I always ask my mother to go cycling with me.

My mother taught me to sit in the car seat first, so I asked my mother to help me up first. However, mom said, "No, I have to teach you how to sit." So, my mother asked me to leave my left foot where I could ride, take three steps, and then sit on the seat, but how long did it take me to learn to sit on the seat.

then, I rode on it, followed by my mother. Suddenly, my mother left, and I didn't know it. I said to my mother, "Mom, how long have we been home?" I didn't hear her mother's answer. It seems that people who have no hesitation find that my mother didn't follow others, so I can ride a bike smoothly. I'm glad I almost fell. From then on, I learned to ride a bike.

I learned to ride a bike, and I also learned the truth of many students in China: Nothing is difficult in the world, and only if you are willing to climb can you live up to it. Self-confidence is a friend of success. My mother can teach me how to walk, how to ride a bike and how to be a man. Composition on the topic of the first time 4

There are many firsts in life, such as going camping for the first time, taking the train for the first time, seeing the snow for the first time ... The first experience may not be pleasant, but it is fresh and exciting, which makes people memorable.

My first time was riding a bike. When I was a child, my father bought me a bike. I liked it very much. I pushed the bike to study in the yard, and I asked my father to help me hold it. I rode it. But I can't, so I asked my father. Dad said, "Look ahead and control the direction."

Dad helped me, and I tried to control the direction, but the driver didn't listen to me and swayed from side to side. But slowly, I can ride a few meters. And then further and further. Dad didn't know when to let go of his hand, and I was at a loss and fell heavily to the ground.

But this didn't defeat my self-confidence. I stood up and challenged my bike again. After learning the last lesson, I am obviously much more stable this time. Just when I was ecstatic, I met a stone and fell heavily on the ground again. I fell so dizzy, so dizzy. I lost all confidence, but my father said to me, "Failure is the mother of success. Hang in there." I listened to my father and challenged my bike for the third time.

I got on my bike carefully and tried to move forward. I finally succeeded this time! At this time, I heard birds singing happily on the branches, as if celebrating my success for me.

The first time was so fresh, so exciting and memorable.

let's cherish the first time in our lives! The first time was so exciting and memorable. Let's be kind to the first time in our lives! It's good to be the first time! Composition 5 on the topic of the first time

Our Hangzhou subway was opened. Millions of people put it every day! Is it really that interesting? So today we met this problem by subway.

My grandparents and I went to a subway station, where the working crowd was crowded. We swiped our cards and walked into the subway in our country. There were a lot of people in the carriage, but someone immediately gave me my seat, and I gave my seat to my grandfather. There is also a beautiful broadcast in the subway to remind students what the main station is here and where to go next.

wow! It turns out that taking the subway is really interesting. The newspaper said that we have ushered in the subway era in Hangzhou. Then I can go to school by subway myself! Composition with the topic of the first time 6

I was walking on the road and was attracted by the cross stitch in the shop. Look! Here is a lifelike tiger lying on the grass, with its jaws open and its sharp teeth showing, as if it were roaring. There is a lifelike rabbit eating grass, with red eyes and a lovely three-petal mouth, which is very vivid. What clever hands the embroiderers have! I am envious. Why not buy one and try it!

I bought a "Ping An" cross stitch. At first glance, it's not as difficult as I thought. This "Ping An" cross stitch is a piece of cake for me! I picked up the embroidery needle and embroidered it with confidence. But my joy was suddenly shattered like soap bubbles. The embroidery needle doesn't listen to my orders. I make it horizontal, it's inclined, I make it vertical, and he's horizontal. The embroidery thread is always against me, and it gets tangled together when I'm not careful, which makes me lose sight of one thing and be in a hurry. "Oh dear!" Ruthless embroidery needle pricked my hand hard, and I was so painful that tears swirled in my eyes. I really wanted to give up halfway! At this time, the puppy under the table barked "Khan Wang". Little guy, even you laugh at me. I can't give up, just like I met a difficult problem in the exam. As long as I use my head, I will succeed. Everything comes to him who waits, this cross stitch was finally conquered by me. Although it is not beautiful, it is the result of my labor, and I am a little complacent.

As the saying goes, "As long as you work hard, the pestle is ground into a needle." I understand it deeply. 7

Life is full of fun, even in the subway.

We can take the China bus to a subway station. As soon as I arrived at the company, I couldn't wait to go in and have a look. As soon as I entered, I found a brand-new look everywhere!

My sister and I went to buy subway tickets. After a few minutes, we finally waited. In front of me was a kind aunt. She smiled and said, "Children, how many tickets are there?" I replied politely, "One person will." I carefully collected the money and took the ticket to take the subway.

The subway is coming towards us like lightning speed. My sister and I are on the subway, and we find a place because of the same flight speed. I heard a scream from a child's volunteer and quickly went forward to persuade him. "The subway is not noisy, there is a public place, please keep quiet." Let the children shut up. Suddenly, the subway was silent. After getting off the bus, we went to Century Square and had a good time.

this is my first time to take the subway, which really opened my eyes! On Sunday morning, I opened the bookcase and wanted to find a book to read. However, due to the long-term failure to organize the bookcases, most of the books that were originally classified are now in a mess. Some should be at the bottom, but now they are placed at the top; Some should be on the top floor, but now they are placed on the second and third floors; Some are lying on their backs. Some of them are laid sideways, although they are not very messy, but they are not easy to find when looking for books. After my homework was finished, I decided to tidy up the bookcase.

with this in mind, I will take down the stacks of books in a step-by-step way. Because there are too many books, it will take a lot of time if two or three books are taken together. So, I … held a dozen books at once, holding them with one hand below and holding them with the other hand above. Two hands are too busy, so I put the book on my chest, put my chin against the book and gently put the book on the bed. Once, twice, three times ... Before long, my arm began to ache. "I quit, wait for mom and dad to go home!" As soon as I thought of this, I immediately denied my own idea, "How can you give up halfway? If you want to do it well, let mom and dad come back and see, I am no longer a lazy child who doesn't like labor. " Thinking of this, I mustered all my energy, held the book with both arms and moved it down from the bookcase. After a while, all the books moved down. The next step is to sort it out. The top floor is mine, followed by grandma's, dad's and mom's, and the bottom floor is grandpa's.

when mom and dad came back, they saw me tidy up the bookcase and praised me repeatedly, saying that I was a hardworking child, and my heart was as sweet as honey. Composition 9

with the topic of the first time, my parents are not at home today, and my grandmother is old. These days are really hard. I saw it in my eyes and thought, I'm ten years old, so I should do something for my family!

At lunch, I sincerely begged my grandma, "Grandma, will you let me do the dishes today?" Grandma readily agreed. After dinner, grandma will be the instructor and I will learn to wash dishes. I first collected the bowls, took them to the kitchen sink, put a washbasin in the sink, and then poured water and detergent into the washbasin. I dipped the bowls in the water, carefully grabbed the bowls with my left hand, held the scouring pad dipped in detergent water with my right hand, wrapped the bowls around the edges, and washed them one by one. I poured the basin of water into the pot. Then wash the bowl inside and out with tap water, dry the bowl with white cloth and put it neatly in the cupboard. I also used a dish-washing brush to brush the pot vigorously, and then washed the pot clean with clean water. Finally, I polished the stove with a rag. Under the careful guidance of my grandmother, I learned to wash dishes.

Grandma held up her thumb and was full of praise: "My grandson is really capable, and he did a good job washing dishes for the first time! I'm sweeter than eating honey! Composition on the topic of the first time 1

The first time I cooked, it was a Sunday, because my grandparents were too busy to cook! And so I did what grandma did.

I went to the field to pick vegetables first: persimmon red. Chinese cabbage! I went home and washed the tomatoes and Chinese cabbage! Because cabbage is more difficult to wash! I'll just wash it piece by piece! At that time, I wet my apron and clothes, but fortunately it was hot, otherwise I would definitely catch a cold!

because grandparents are not at home! I'll cook my own food! I drummed there for a long time before it burned!

I poured the oil, and then I poured the eggs ... I poured the tomatoes again, and soon I found that I didn't cook, so I made scrambled eggs with tomatoes into scrambled egg noodles with tomatoes!

this is my first cooking! Composition 11

on the topic of the first time There were many firsts when I was growing up, but the one that impressed me the most was ...

It was my first transfer. At that time, I was still in kindergarten, and for various reasons, I had to transfer. At that time, I didn't know about it.

One afternoon, all the students in the kindergarten were taking a nap, and so was I. When I just fell asleep, my grandfather woke me up suddenly. At that time, I was still sleepy and left with my grandfather in a daze.

I thought it was a holiday and played at home for a long time, but I didn't know it was the last time I attended that kindergarten.

One afternoon, when it was cloudy, my father suddenly took me out and took me to the kindergarten in my community. The sudden transfer made me very unacceptable. I turned and ran, but neither the security guard nor my father pulled me. Finally, dad said to come back tomorrow morning before I stopped.

this is my first transfer, an unwitting transfer. A composition on the topic of the first time 12

A few days ago, I just finished attending an English cram school and decided to study with Mr. Smith.

As soon as I got up today, I shouted to my parents that I was going to study at Miss Smith's house. Dad saw that I was so active in my study, so he drove me to the teacher's house.

when I just opened the door, I saw a kind old man standing in front of me. Who is she? original